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Catharsis (DemiGod!Bakugou x Soulmate!Reader)

Here I Am! Another Collab. Another Baku.

This is a piece for the mythological au for the bnharem collab for august!

The other works can be read here

This is NSFW content, so if you’re a minor, please DNI.

Warnings: Sexual Content, Death, Google Searches, Mentions of Murder, Actual Murder but not graphic at all.

I hope you enjoy!

thanks to @katsukeen for cheering me on! thanks @kingexpl0sionmurder for listening to me ramble about this and writing with me in sprints, and also a thanks to @andypantsx3 for reading it and loving it (if you haven’t read any of these wonderful humans work then you are missing out, go do it now, after you read this.)

WC: 7.25K

“You have to remember, the time has almost come.” He grunted into your ear. You looked into his blood red eyes, sweat glistening down his face and neck as he thrusted into you, your bodies becoming one. You didn’t understand what he was talking about, but you nodded anyways, you could feel the dam inside you about to break, you were so close.

You jolted awake at the sound of your alarm blaring into your ear. You sighed. Another dream with the blonde, blood eyed man. You didn’t know his name, didn’t understand why he had been in your dreams for as long as you could remember, but you knew him. Your soul connected to him every time you met in your dreams, you never felt uncomfortable or in danger, always at peace and safe in his arms, you would assume that he was your soulmate, but you had been cursed with a black soulmark, meaning that you either didn’t have a soulmate or yours was dead.

In the world you lived in, people were born with soulmarks, usually they were red, and they could be a symbol identifying the soulmate or the soulmates’ name or initials. Yours was a black sword tattooed on your hip, and it has been there since the day you were born, nobody understood why it was a sword, all they knew was that black meant an unhappy ending for you, so for as long as you had known, people gave you pity for it, but you had grown accustomed to the fact that you didn’t have a soulmate in this world, and that was fine with you, until he appeared.

It started when you were sixteen. You fell asleep one night, and he appeared in your dreams. You remember the first time you saw him, vividly. He had blood on his chiseled chest, unruly blonde hair, and eyes the color of blood rubies. He was, for lack of a better word, the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on. He had knew your name, and he took you into his arms the moment that he laid eyes on you, whispering to you that he had missed you so much, that it had been so long, but you were still the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on, in that dream, he had just held you, and you had never felt safer.

After that, you got visits from him in your dreams most nights, while on others you had dreams of yourself living in different eras of time, which you chalked up to your wish of not being in this pity-filled existence.

You rolled out of bed, groaning as you felt the slick between your legs, feeling the tension still built up from the dream that you were snatched from. You sighed when you realized you had to be at the hospital in less than an hour, which gave you little time to shower and eat, much less to relieve yourself, so you sighed and got out of bed, heading to take a cold shower to start your day.

You arrived at the hospital with a few seconds to spare, nursing scrubs on ready to start the day in the emergency room.

“Hi Y/N!” Your co-worker said as you passed her, you shot her a small smile and wave, as the first trauma of the day came rolling in, starting your shift.

“You have to remember.” You heard his voice. You spun around, but there was no one there. You shook it off and started back towards the treatment area that your patient was in.

“It’s almost time.” You heard again, glancing back there was still no one there.

“Y/N?” you heard your patient say as you walked into the room. You looked up, wondering how she knew your name when you hadn’t introduced yourself yet. You looked at her, an eldery lady with gray curly hair.

“Do I know you Mrs. -” you glanced down at her chart, “Veda Blanchard,” but before you could voice her name, a pain struck through your head as images of you and a curly blonde-headed woman surged through your mind.

“You can’t be her, she died over 50 years ago, but you’re the spitting image of her.” She smiled softly.

You smiled softly masking the pain that had surged through your head.

“That is my name, maybe she was my great grandmother or something?” You said to her softly, she shook her head.

“She wasn’t married, and she had no kids, barely had friends, but she was my best friend, and I loved her.” She said, with a far off look in her eyes, remembering times from the past.

“It must be a coincidence that we have the same name then.” you said softly to her. She nodded, but you could tell that she was not quite convinced, and neither were you.

The conversation ended there as the doctor walked in to see what was wrong with her, giving you orders on what tests to run and medicine to give.

You walked into the lounge shared by doctors and nurses for your lunch break, head still pounding from earlier. You kept getting little flashbacks of yourself with a blonde girl that you had never met, in an era where you could not have existed, but they felt like memories, and you, somehow, knew that it was you in the flashbacks.

“Veda.” you whispered to yourself, pain surging through your head again at the mere mention of her name.

“Veda. I’m not interested in any of these men. Please stop trying to set me up.” You said, exasperatedly.

She giggled at you. “Y/N. You don’t have to be alone just because of your black mark, not having a soulmate just means you can be with whoever you want.” She said, pointing at her black mark as well.

“I have a soulmate.” You grit out, feeling a sudden surge of anger rush through you, but you weren’t sure why you were angry, or why you said that, the black mark on your hip indicating the opposite of what you said.

“That black sword says you don’t. I just want you to live and be happy, and you do not need a soulmate to do that. I met the love of my life, even though he is not my soulmate.” She said, pouting at your anger, letting your tantrum roll off her shoulders, as usual.

“I have plenty of fun with you. I am happy by myself, please drop it.” you said, walking down the street away from her and the dance place she was trying to get you into.

You blinked as one of the doctors snapped their fingers in front of your face.

“Nurse Y/N, are you okay?” they asked you. You shook your head.

“Yeah. I’m fine. I’ve just had a weird morning, and I guess I spaced out.” You told the doctor, smiling softly. You looked down at your lunch, suddenly you weren’t hungry anymore. You took it and threw it away.

You tried to focus on your work, give patients the best care that you could, but you were too unfocused, too distracted, so you found yourself back in veda’s room

“Nurse Y/N. I was wondering if I would see you again.” You heard her say softly, as you entered the room.

“Hi. Mrs. Blanchard. I… I’m curious about your friend. Do you mind talking about her?” You asked her softly, as you sat by her bedside, monitors softly beeping through the room.

“What do you want to know about her?” She asked through a cough. You grabbed the cup of water by her bedside, letting her take a small sip.

“Do I really look like her?” She nodded at your question.

“The spitting image of her. If I hadn’t seen her body in a casket, I would be convinced that you were her, and I would ask how you haven’t aged a day, but I saw her lowered into the ground, cried at her grave, she’s been gone so long.” She said softly to you. You opened your mouth to say something to her, but you fell short, you weren’t sure what to say. She waved her hand gently, silencing you.

“She died on August 28th, 1971. It’s the 50th anniversary today, and here I am dying myself, so maybe meeting you was fate, to give me comfort in my last hours on this earth. She died when she was 25, but I met her when we were both 13. She came to my school, and we bonded over the fact that we both had black soul marks.” As she talked, more memories came flashing through your head.

“Please Welcome Y/N to our class. She just moved here, so make her feel welcome.” The teacher said to the class, introducing you. Everyone smiled at you, easing your nerves, so you lifted your arm to wave, feeling your shirt rise over your hip, and gasps ran through the room. You knew what they had seen, happening countless times before.

Murmurs ran through the room, with glances shot at you as they whispered back and forth, except for a girl with blonde hair that focused her attention outside, a black mark on her neck visible for everyone to see.

The teacher cleared their throat.

“You can sit next to Veda. Veda, raise your hand please.” The blonde girl snapped her attention towards the teacher, finally giving her her attention, she looked you up and down as if she was assessing you, her eyes stopping on the black sword that was on your hip. She blinked, slowly raising her hand.

You walked to the seat beside her, putting your belongings on the floor next to you. Introducing yourself.

“Hi. I’m Y/N, and if it wasn’t obvious, I have a black soul mark.” You said with a soft laugh, trying to break the tension that the rest of the room had created for you.

“Veda. If it wasn’t obvious, I have one too.” She said with a smile.

“You said that she wasn’t married, and she didn’t have kids, right?” You piped up, interrupting her tale of the memory you had just witnessed.

“She didn’t. She had a black soulmark. It means that she either didn’t have a soulmate, or her soulmate had already died. She did talk about one man a lot, from the time we were 16 until she died. I never met him. She called him… uh.” She looked like she was deep in thought, suddenly her eyes brightened.

“Katsuki. She called him Katsuki.” Your world stopped. Katsuki. Katsuki.

“Katsuki.” You whispered, testing the name on your tongue.

“You have to remember.” You heard his voice say again, a little louder than last time.

“Katsuki.” You said, a little louder. She nodded.

“She called him Katsuki. She was convinced that he was her soulmate. She always wanted to believe that the black sword on her hip didn’t mean that she was without a soulmate, but she never brought him around me, despite being best friends. She said he had blonde hair, unruly blond hair, that he was the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on, and his eyes were as red as”

“Blood. His eyes were as red as blood.” You finished her sentence, she looked at you, surprise written on her face.

“Yes. Red as blood.” She nodded. “.. How did you know that?” She asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.

How could you explain that she was describing the same man that you had seen in your dreams for almost a decade? How could you explain that you also had a black sword soul mark on your hip, the same as her friend?

“A lucky guess?” You said, sheepishly. She gave you a look, not believing you. You sighed. You grabbed the bottom of your scrub top, pulling your pants down enough to expose your hip. She looked at what you were doing, a gasp ringing through the air.

“That’s not possible.” She muttered, repeatedly, over and over, gasping for breath. The monitors started beeping wildly, doctors rushing past you, ordering you out of the way. You were frozen, rooted in the place where you stood.

The sound of a flatline rang through the air, snapping you out of it, unrooting you from your spot. They compressed Veda's chest, but she was gone, you knew she wasn’t coming back, and you knew that you had to answer all the questions she had brought you, alone.

Your shift ended. Usually after work, you were exhausted, but your body felt like it was connected to a livewire, tingles running through your spine, the need for answers to the weirdest day you had ever had fueling you to keep going.

You needed to clear your head. It was late, and you had work tomorrow, so going to a bar was out of the question, hangovers were not good when working in an ER. You found yourself driving to the beach, hoping that the soothing sound of the waves crashing against the shore, and the smell of the fresh air mixing with the salt water would bring you some semblance of peace, help you figure out what exactly was going on with you.

You pulled into the beach, parking your car in the empty lot, seemingly you were the only person who was here on this beach on a monday night, probably because you were the only one who felt like you were going crazy.

You took off your shoes, letting the sand run between your toes, breathing in the unique smell of the ocean, feeling the breeze produced by the waves upon your skin. You looked up into the night sky, the stars shining so bright, the moon full. You picked a spot in the sand, and sat down on the shore, close enough that your feet would be brushed by the waves, but far enough away that you wouldn’t get completely soaked. Your eyes were drawn to a cluster of stars, in particular, and you laid back and looked up at the sky, clearing your head.

The clear bright stars forming a W. You were never into constellations, had never been a stargazer, but you, somehow, knew that constellation.

“Cassiopea.” You muttered to yourself, and the piercing pain you had grown accustomed to from the day shot through your head again.

You laid next to Katsuki under the stars, cuddled into his side, where you felt the most safe, knowing that no-one or nothing could touch you when you were with your lover, not that they would try, the black sword on your hip was testament enough that you belonged to him, only him.

“Y/N.” He murmured, dragging your attention back to him. You hummed in acknowledgement, content.

“Do you see that form with those five bright stars? It’s supposed to resemble that queen, that great uncle poseidon punished for saying that her and her daughter were more beautiful than the nereids, in her torture chair. Cassiopeia. That was her name.” You furrowed your eyebrows, wondering what he was telling you about a constellation of stars for.

“Poseidon punished her for thinking she was more beautiful than the nereids?” He grunted, before looking at you, a look of tenderness in his eyes.

“None of them have ever laid eyes on you though, or they would know they all paled in comparison to your beauty.” He gently caressed your face with the back of his hand, pulling you impossibly closer, his lips brushing against yours before taking you into a kiss, an all consuming kiss, full of passion and love, the feelings you shared for each other could be felt by each other in that kiss.

“I love you, katsuki. I am so lucky to be able to spend an eternity with you.” you murmured, as you pulled away briefly from the kiss, before going in for another.

You gasped as the memory faded, reality coming back to you. You came to the beach to clear your head, but now you were more confused than ever. That was you. It had to be you, both times. Veda’s Y/N and the Y/N just now with katsuki. How else could you having these memories be explained, but why were you still so young, why couldn’t you remember everything, instead of just these fragmented pieces of your past?

You stood up from the sand, stumbling a bit, and walked back towards your car. You needed to know what was going on, and the best chance you had was research. You had never looked into the meaning of your soulmark, the understanding of what people had told you that it meant was too painful to fully grasp, so you had strayed from research not wanting to make it so concrete, but now you knew that what everyone had told you was wrong, it had to be, right?

You drove home as fast as you could, the need to get answers eating you up inside. You walked in stripping off your clothes as you went, throwing them wherever they landed, you would pick them up later. You took a quick shower, not dallying in there, just a wash and rinse, your computer calling to you from where it laid on your bed.

You wrapped a towel around your body, walking into your closet, grabbing a pair of your comfy, silk pajamas, slipping them on before flopping onto your bed, grabbing your laptop.

You opened it, powering it on, typing in your password when prompted. Opening up your search engine, you pondered on what you should research first, deciding on black soul marks, you typed it in, skimming through the results, you clicked on one that caught your attention.

Everyone is born with a soul mark, usually they are red. There are, however, individuals that are born with a black mark. People have been told that black marks mean that the soulmate is either dead or doesn’t exist, but if you go back far enough, there is another explanation. Black marks mean that you are bound to an immortal being, such as a god or goddess.

“I am so lucky to be able to spend an eternity with you.” You muttered to yourself, remembering what you had said in the memory of stargazing with Katsuki.

Katsuki was an immortal, so if you were bound to him, why weren’t you together?

You typed in reincarnation next, scrolling through articles, until you came upon something that caught your attention.

“Reincarnation and the concept of past lives has existed for thousands of years, spanning back to the ancient Celtic, Greek, Asian and Indian traditions. It is the rebirth of a soul in a new body, hoping for the soul to attain perfection, giving the soul earthly lessons and experiences.”

There wasn’t much information on reincarnation, many people being skeptical of it. You sighed. Katsuki was a japanese name, but Poseidon was a greek god, and if poseidon was his “great uncle” that would mean that he was also greek, then what god was he?

You typed in the name katsuki along with greek mythology, not expecting to get many results. You looked through the results, skimming to see if anything would help, and then you saw something that made that piercing pain shoot through your head.

“People down there are calling you the strongest, stronger than any of your brothers and sisters, maybe even stronger than your father.” You whispered, curled into his side. You felt a rumble through his chest as he chuckled.

“I will always win.” He said simply, making you roll your eyes.

“In another culture, you would be called “katsuki.” it means “win” and “victorious.” You stated, something you had learned recently, you had always been interested in learning more than just your own greek culture.

“I like that name. Katsuki.” His rough voice rumbled, sleep edging its way into his voice. You looked at him, with his droopy eyes, and leaned up, kissing him softly.

“You may be Dunamis to everyone else, but you’ll always be my katsuki.” you whispered against his lips, feeling him smile against yours, before letting sleep take both of you.

Dunamis.

You typed in Dunamis. It was the Greek word for “dynamite,” meaning strength, power or ability. In Greek Mythology, he was the only demigod son of Ares, coming from a human mother, the only lover he had taken besides aphrodite.

Dunamis. Katsuki. A Greek Demigod.

You had a soulmate. Your black mark meant something totally different than you had been told your entire existence, but if you had been with him before, why were you two separated now? Why had you been separated for so long?

You laid back in your bed, feeling like you were so close to remembering something, but still so far away.

Your eyes were getting heavy, the adrenaline of the bizarre experience you had had catching up to you. Suddenly, you were just so tired, so you let the familiarity of the arms of sleep take you in, and then you dreamt.

“He had the courage to touch what was MINE. MY Soulmate. MY Y/N. He can have the courage to face the fate that he has brought upon himself.” You heard Katsuki’s voice, filled with rage. You were laying there, crying, so upset. All you could feel were his hands groping you every chance he was around you, knowing that you were Katsuki’s. He didn’t care. This time he had gone too far, touching you too much after he had been warned time and time again. Katsuki was out for blood this time. He was the strongest son of Ares.

“Dunamis. Please. You cannot fight other gods, just because they have touched your possessions.” One of his servants said, trying to calm him down. They didn’t understand his rage, when it concerned you. You and him were eternal. Two sides of the same coin. Twin Flames. Soulmates. You two completed each other in so many different ways. You were more than a possession to him.

“Do. NOT. SPEAK. Of Y/N as if she is just some OBJECT that I own. She is my SOULMATE, and I will defend her honor. Set up the meeting, or I will cut your head off too.” He snarled.

“Quiet Boy.” A voice you were familiar with spoke up, a door sounding through the house, slamming shut.

“Father.” Katsuki sneered. Him and Ares had never seen eye to eye.

“You will stop this nonsense. You are not going to cut the head of your own brother off over a girl. Phobos will be taken care of, so let it go.” His voice thundered.

“NO. I will handle him. He has been warned too many times. He won’t leave her alone, so he dies. I don’t care if he and your other kids mean more because they belong to aphrodite. I was a mistake, I know, but I AM THE STRONGEST, and I will cut down anyone that hurts the woman I love….. Even if you stand in my way.” Ares snarled, it echoed through the building, and you heard footsteps coming towards the room you were in. You sat up in the bed as footsteps entered the room. Ares stood before you.

“You have caused problems for my family, girl.” He was intimidating, even if this wasn’t the first time you had seen him, you never got used to how power exuded from him, even if katsuki was stronger, he didn’t have the power of a full blooded god, the command. Could he beat Ares? Yes.

“I haven’t done anything, sir. Phobos had no consent to touch me. He had no right.” You stated, hoping that he couldn’t feel your intimidation.

“I’m aware, but he is my son. He is not to be touched, by anyone, much less a brother. I will bring him here, and he will apologize, and we will let this go. Yes?” He asked, but you could tell it wasn’t really a question, that you had no choice but to comply. You nodded, and he turned, walking away.

“Call Phobos. Here. Now.” You heard him say to someone. You just sat there, you weren’t sure how long.

“Y/N.” You heard Phobos’s voice come from the doorway, after a while.

You snapped your head up, eyes meeting his, fear rushing through you. The panic that he brought upon people, quickly settling into your bones.

“You’ve caused such a mess. My Foolish brother doesn’t deserve you. I have to come here, to apologize to you, for taking what I want? For living like the god that I am?” He came towards you, sitting on the edge of your bed, but you couldn’t move, frozen in terror like soldiers before who had faced him and Deimos in battle.

“No. I am not apologizing. I will do as I please.” You saw blonde hair appear in the doorway from your peripheral vision, the panic leaving your body as you saw the blood red eyes of the man you love, narrowed in rage, and suddenly Phobos was against the wall, gasping for air, life leaving his eyes with Katsuki’s hand around his throat, and then he was gone, just like that.

“NO.” You heard Ares scream, as he walked into the room. He looked at Katsuki, Dunamis, and then his sights turned on you.

“Dunamis….. You will be separated from this girl for a very long time, for your punishment. She will be reincarnated over and over, not remembering you for 10 millenia or longer, to be able to return to you. She will have to remember everything. EVERYTHING. Do you understand?” Ares said in a soft, rage filled voice.

“You can’t take her away from me.” Katsuki snarled at him, stalking towards his father, his sword pulled from the scabbard with quick action.

“Watch me.” He stated, and suddenly you felt something hit you in your neck, and you couldn’t breathe. You moved your eyes down, seeing a small dagger sticking from your neck, feeling your own blood choking you. You tried to say Katsuki’s name, but gargles were the only thing that flowed out. He ran towards you as Ares turned and walked away from the scene, leaving you to die in Katsuki’s arms.

“I will wait an eternity for you, Y/N. Come back to me. You have to come back to me, you felt something wet hit your cheek as he took you into his arms, cradling you in them, and for the first time that you can remember, Katsuki was crying, and everything faded away.

You sat up, in bed, covered in sweat, gasping for breath, grabbing at your neck as if the knife from the dream would still be there, the blood still choking you, but you were in your bed, safe, sound, and the alarm for work suddenly came to your attention.

You moved on autopilot. Going through the motions as the dream of you dying played over and over again. You decided that instead of driving so distracted, you were going to walk to work. You started the route that you took when you decided to do this, and let your mind wander.

You still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that your soulmate was a god, a demigod. Dunamis. Dynamite. Katsuki.

Suddenly, you heard a blaring horn snapping you away from the thoughts of him, and before you had good focus, you felt an impact, the car that blared its horn not being able to stop in time to miss you, and your body flew. You felt everything, but also nothing, and the familiarity of blood coming up your throat like it had in your dream, made something click. Suddenly, it all made sense. Suddenly you remembered.

“Dunamis. Katsuki.” You whispered through the gargling of the blood in your throat, and death took you again, just like your dream.

You felt your eyes open, slowly, blinking a couple of times, but you felt no pain, instead you felt silk against your skin, light shining through the canopy across the bed that you were laid in. You looked around, not lifting your head up much, and you were definitely not in a hospital, even though you knew you had just been hit by a car. You realized where you were when you saw the vanity in the corner of the room, with the belongings you remembered owning so long ago. You had made it back to the realm of the gods, back to katsuki.

You sat up in the bed, the blanket slipping from your chest, a breeze smoothing across your skin, making you aware of the absence of clothing on your body.

You looked around the room, realizing it was the room that you and he had shared then. You heard a gasp from the entryway and snapped your head towards the noise. Golden eyes pierced into yours with beautiful pink hair shining where the light hit it. You smiled softly.

“Hello Mina.” You whispered to Harmonia, AKA Mina, Goddess of Harmony, Child of Ares and Aphrodite. Katsuki’s half sister.

“It’s you. You really woke up this time.” She said, her voice loud enough for just you to hear.

“This time?” You said, confused.

“Your body has been here so long, just lying there ever since Dunamis was punished. It was in stasis, while your soul was reincarnated over and over again. You always died very young in your reincarnations, so Dunamis, Me, and the others would always come to see if you woke up around the time that your reincarnation ended. I’m the only one who checks now… It hurts him too much to come here, having you so close, but so far away.” She explained, sitting on the edge of the bed that you were, having moved closer as she explained herself.

“Where is he now?” You asked, quietly.

“Somewhere in the palace. Doing his “godly” duties, as he calls them.” She snorted with a tender smile on her face.

“He killed father.” She said abruptly, smiling sadly. “It wasn’t right after the incident happened, but as time went on and you just laid here, his anger grew, until he snapped. He demanded that Ares bring you back, but father felt that his punishment was fitting for having killed Phobos, so when he denied Dunamis his request, he demanded that Ares fight him. Dunamis won. Ares fell in the battle, now Dunamis is the god of war, himself.”

You nodded. His temper had always gotten the best of him when it concerned you, he was protective, possessive.

“I want to see him, please. I need to.” You told her. She nodded, light shining back into her eyes.

“We must get you dressed right away then!” She grabbed the blanket, shucking it off of you, and dragging you out of the bed.

She helped you get dressed into a gown and did your hair in a simple way before dragging you out of the room, guiding you through the hallways, memories flowing into your mind like water in a lake, slowly but surely.

She came to a door, and your heart stopped when you heard his voice, yelling at someone. She nudged you with a smile, trying to ease your nerves.

“You will DO AS I SAY if you want shit done right around here. You cretins still think that my win against the old bastard was a fluke, well, we can get in the ring, and I will show you… IT WAS NOT.” You heard him say, you had to stifle the giggle that wanted to come out of your mouth so bad. She opened the door, and you entered. She had decided that it was best she let you two reunite alone.

He didn’t notice you for a moment, his attention elsewhere, scowling at the advisors he had been yelling at. One of them noticed you first, dropping whatever he had been holding, shattering against the floor, his eyes widened.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? What -” His tirade cut off once his eyes landed on you, having turned to see what the other man had been looking at.

His mouth was agape. You saw tears prickle at the corner of his eyes.

“Everyone OUT.” He said as loudly as he could muster his voice to go. You heard their footsteps shuffle out, the door closing behind them. His eyes never left yours and yours never left his.

“Y/N.” He whispered your name so softly, as if he couldn’t believe it was you, here, with him, once again.

The utterance of your name made your body move, and before you knew it, you were running into his arms. You collided into his chest, his arms coming to wrap around you, your legs hooking around his waist, face burying in the crook of his neck.

You felt tears start to come out of your eyes. Every reincarnation, you had believed something was missing inside of you. You had never known real peace, never been truly fulfilled. You had thought it was because you didn’t have a soulmate, but you knew now that it was because you were separated from him. Here, in his arms, you felt complete, and it was catharsis that you both needed because you were both crying into each other, trying to get as close to one another as you could.

You brought your head from his neck and looked at him. He held you with one arm, using the other to wipe away your tears.

“I missed you so much.” You whispered to him. He leaned in to you.

“I missed you too, baby.” He said as your lips met for the first time in ages and it was like filling your body with lava, making your insides hot. Your lips molded together perfectly, and you never wanted to kiss to end, but it did much sooner than you wanted, damn oxygen.

You peppered kisses all over his face as you two pulled away from the kiss, you gripped his face in your hands, just wanting to feel him, threading your fingers through his spiky blonde hair that was soft to the touch.

“I dreamt of you.” You whispered into the room. He smirked.

“I know. I came to you in your dreams, as soon as I figured out how to do it. It was the only time we could be together, even though you didn’t really know who I was.” He whispered back.

“You killed your father.” You stated. He gave you a grin with a sharp tooth sticking out.

“He was never a father to me, and I would do it again if I had to.” You smiled softly.

He sat down in a chair, bringing you into his lap, laying your head on his shoulder, your legs across his lap.

“I feel so complete now that we’re back together.” You said. He hummed in acknowledgement, feeling the same himself.

“Let’s get married.” He said after a few moments of silence.

You giggled thinking he was joking.

“I just got back to you, and you want to get married, already?” You asked him teasingly, but you soon realized that he was not joking. His eyes were so serious.

“I never want to be separated from you, again. I want us to be united, in all ways. I want to have kids with you, and spend the rest of this eternity with you by my side, nobody will EVER take you away from me again.” He said fiercely. You just looked at him for a moment before nodding.

“I’ll marry you. It’s always been you, Katsuki. My God Of War. Dunamis.” You said, leaning in to seal your words with a kiss. The kiss turned into something more, very quickly. Your tongue intertwined with his, as he moved so that your cunt was pressed against his growing erection. You moaned at the contact.

He pulled away as he started peppering kisses down your neck, finding your sweet spot instantly, biting down and sucking to leave a mark on you, to show the world you were his, you always had been.

You groaned at the feeling of his teeth digging into your skin so gently and you grinded against his lap, capturing a groan that vibrated the skin against your neck. He pulled at the straps of your gown, ripping the top of it off with ease, barely jerking it. He grabbed at your breasts, each fitting snugly into one of his hands, palming them before kissing down your chest before taking one of them into his mouth, rolling the nipple of the other one between his fingers. You cried out into the room, hoping that no one was near this room in the palace.

He took the nipple between his teeth gently pulling it before switching to the other breast, giving it the same attention. You had missed his attentiveness. You rocked yourself against his erection, your wetness seeping through, your pussy needing friction.

He lifted you into his arms before standing up, your breast leaving his mouth with an audible pop.

“I’m taking you to bed.” He said, his voice having a lustful edge to it, you could tell that he was barely hanging on to his control keeping him from fucking you into that chair. He walked quickly to a room with his belongings strewn everywhere. It must have been where he had slept, while your body was in your original shared quarters. He pressed you against the wall, kissing you harshly as the door to the room closed behind you two. You kissed him back with just as much fervor, as hungry for him as he was for you. He threw you onto the bed, and you bounced softly before he was on top of you, looming over you.

He ripped the rest of the dress off your body, leaving you bare to him. He kissed down your stomach, nipping gently at the skin as he went, skin heating at every place his lips touched. You felt his breath against your wetness, and before you had time to utter a word, a long moan came out of you as he ate you like a man starved. He groaned into your pussy as you wiggled, his hands moving to hold your thighs down as he ate. His mouth found your clit, swiping his tongue repeatedly against it, sucking it into his mouth, making sinful noises come from your lips.

You felt him lick down your slit before pushing his tongue inside of you, a broken cry leaving your mouth as he fucked you with his tongue. You felt the dam inside of you about to burst, and he did too because he got more eager, and you screamed as you came for him. He made sure not to miss a drop.

You grabbed his head from between your legs, bringing his face to yours before kissing him, the taste of yourself coming onto your tongue.

“Want you so bad, katsuki.” you whispered against him, grinding up to the erection that was prominent in the pants that he still had on. You pulled at the pants, indicating that you wanted them off.

“You’ll get what you want, princess, but you’re not ready yet.” He smirked, making you huff.

“I am -” You were cut off as you felt him plunge a finger inside of you. You groaned loudly as he pushed his finger in and out of you.

“That feel good?” He whispered into your ear, peppering kisses there.

“So good baby. So good. More Please.” You begged him, wanting as much of him as he would give you. He huffed in amusement, adding another finger, stretching you to prepare you for his cock.

You felt his fingers leave you as you were about to cum for the second time, dragging a whine from you. He shushed you before getting off of the bed, removing his pants before climbing back on top of you.

You felt the head of his cock rub against you.

“You ready, princess?” He smirked at you, words failed you so all you could do was moan for him, wantonly.

He slowly pushed inside of you, the stretch burning in the most delicious way. He filled you up in the best way. He pushed all the way in before pulling out completely, snapping back in just as soon as he left.

You screamed silently, dragging your nails down his back as he brought you to the edge again. Your entire body felt like it was on fire, and you were ready to burn.

“KATSUKI.” You screamed out into the air, the only word you could get out.

“I know baby, it’s been so long.” He grunted out, his snapping of his hips gaining a rougher edge, making your nails scratch deeper down his back. You felt tears prickle at the edge of your eyes before sliding down your cheeks.

“I’m close, so close.” You muttered out. He grunted.

“Me too.” He said into your ear. “Don’t cum until I say so.” you felt his tongue swipe at your earlobe, gently scraping his teeth against it.

You felt yourself tighten at the command, making him groan.

“Cum inside me. Please. Want you to cum inside me.” You cried out, begging for him to fill you up, to complete you.

“Yeah? You want me to fill you up with my cum? First night back and you want me to breed you, my dirty princess.” He said into your ear, and you cried out.

“Yeah. Want it so bad.” You got out between moans. You were trying so hard not to cum before he was ready, but you could barely hold on.

He thrust in roughly. “Cum.” He commanded as his thrusts became sloppy and hurried. You screamed as you released the orgasm that you had been holding in, and you felt his cum spray your insides, filling you up. He kissed you as he came to prop himself up with his arms, not pulling out of you. He flipped you two so that he was on his back, and you were on top of him, still not leaving the warmth of your bred pussy.

“I don’t want a drop to go to waste.” He stated, as explanation at the switch in the positions. You giggled at his animalistic grin, like a dog proud that he had marked his territory.

You laid down flat against him as you came down from the high you two had created, together. You felt his cock soften inside you, still not slipping out due to your position.

You sighed. You felt so at peace.

“Tomorrow.” He said.

You looked at him quizzically, not sure what he meant.

“Tomorrow. We’ll get married tomorrow.” He stated.

You smiled softly, pecking his lips, cuddling closer to him.

“Tomorrow.” You agreed.

You looked down where your bodies were joined before noticing the black sword mark that was on your skin, softly running a finger over it with a wistful smile.

“Tomorrow.” you repeated before sleep came to take you, his even breaths as sleep took him as well the last thing you heard as your eyes closed, wrapped in his arms, back where you belong.

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Career oriented

Escort! Bakugou x Reader

Your entire life you've been focused solely on your career, you've sacrificed a lot of things, people and time to get where you are and it’s paid off, now you're a millionaire who is also a virgin and never had a boyfriend in their life. Your friend recommends you a male escort service. At first you hire him to go on dates and do other things couples do but the relationship develops far beyond what you could've imagined, now you're laying under him begging him to be your first.

cw: smut, fluff, unprotected sex, reader is a capitalist lmao, I mean reader is a virgin but its not rlly virginity loss bc its not focused around that but reader does lose her virginity, unedited (but what's new)

a/n: I mean we always hear abt sugar daddies, I need rich reader pls also- monoma is a rich bitch y'all can't fight me on this he got that rich bitch mentality.

The words ‘hard worker’ were understatements when it came to describing you. Pretty much all of your life was spent working, growing your small business with your own two hands. Now money was never an issue. A huge house with several bathrooms, fancy bags and cars, all the things you've ever wanted were now in your possession except maybe one thing. Seeing happy couples holding hands as they walked around in the park, kissing and calling each other pet names, seeing them stirred a feeling of longing inside of you.

While it’s true that now you'd never want for anything else in your life, you still wanted something money couldn't buy you, love.

A small tap to your shoulder brought you out of your daze.

“Your eggs are going to get cold..” Todoroki mentioned and you gave him a small smile before prodding your fork in the perfectly scrambled egg.

“Hey, don't tell me you're thinking about that shareholders meeting this week” Monoma groans and you shake your head.

“Then what is it?” Momo wondered as she wiped her mouth with her napkin.

“It’s just- you guys all have someone you know romantically” you say as you rest your fork on the plate, deciding that you weren't really in the mood to eat anymore.

Monoma scoffs, “Yeah barely...I almost broke up with shinso after that last stunt he pulled in the club”

Momo giggles, “You're still with him?”

His face dusts pink in embarrassment as he looks away, “A-anyway, why don't you try getting an escort” Monoma recommends and it was your turn for your face to warm.

“An e-escort?! You do realize who we are right? If someone in here were to hear us talk about such a thing..” Momo whisper-yells and Todoroki’s eyebrow quirks up

“We all know I met Izuku through a sugar daddy website though-”

You clear your throat, “I’m not necessarily looking for you know..sex...just maybe someone to spend time with Monoma” You clarify and he's rummaging through his pockets to find his phone, he fiddles with it before showing you what the site looks like.

“Duh, escorts just get paid for their time not necessarily sex, I’ll send you the link to the website” He tells you and you sigh thoughtfully, if that was really the case then it wouldn't be so wrong to hire some cute eye candy right?

Momo waves over the waiter, “We’ll have the check please”

“Certainly ma'am”

You sat at your office’s desk with the website pulled up. You'd triple checked to make sure your door was locked, you still had a reputation to uphold as the CEO of your company, you'd be traumatized if one of your employees saw you hiring an escort.

You scrolled through the many many options of guys. Each profile consisted of a headshot of the escort along with a bio that consisted of maybe a paragraph and . You really couldn't find anyone that suited your tastes personally, until your mouse hovered over a blonde guy.

His bio was notably shorter than everyone else’s and in his picture he looked mean, eyebrows furrowed and red eyes staring menacingly at you and yet you found yourself clicking the ‘hire!’ button next to his name. Even though he looked like his favorite hobby was stealing candy from a baby, but his looks (as shallow as that may seem) were really speaking to you and the you between your legs if you were honest.

Bakugou Katsuki huh..well he seemed worth a try.

You had been through countless scenarios were you were rightfully terrified.

Being on a date had to be the scariest out of all of them.

Bakugou was sitting in front of you, he stirred his straw around in his coffee and looked at you while you struggled to contain the rabid beating of your heart in your chest.

“S-So..What- um..-”

“Just relax” He interrupts, his voice sounded so nice, deep and smooth like a rich dark chocolate. It only manages to make you more nervous.

“I’m sorry- I haven't actually done this before” you confess with a nervous chuckle, hands gripping your tea cup brutally.

He gives you this half smile and you're unsure of wether he's actually human or a demi-god at this point. “I can tell, but don't worry there's no reason to be”

You feel slightly comforted by his words and feel yourself let loose a little, “Okay, Bakugou, what do you like to do?” you ask.

“I like going to the gym” he shrugs, “I’m not really Interesting, I’m more curious about you” he says, he places his elbow on the table and rests his chin in the palm of his hand and leans in to you. His skin is so clear- not a blemish in sight and his eyes are practically burning a hole into your soul.

“M-me? I do nothing too important..I like to sew” you respond, taking a sip of your jasmine tea. You didn't necessarily want to tell him about who you were or what you did just yet, money and status only complicate things. For now, you just wanted to be a normal young woman going out on a date.

“Come on, don't be shy, I know there's more to you than sewing” He says, removing the straw from his coffee and placing it on a neighboring napkin.

You bite into your bottom lip, “Well, I honestly don't do much besides work, it’s taken up so much time in my life I can't say I do much else” you admit and Bakugou hums thoughtfully. He doesn't respond for a bit, the sounds of the coffee shop fill the silence instead.

“Okay, I have an idea”

You cock your head to the side curiously.

“Let’s ditch the formalities and go have some real fun, I think its about time you lived your life” he proposes and your mouth hands open. Was he serious? He looked it. You couldn't help the giddy feeling that bubbled up within you, a feeling you hadn't felt in a long time, excitement. It made you feel young again.

“What do you say?”

“Alright!”

The two of you spent all day together, visiting various hidden places around the city, you did shopping and even some sightseeing. For the first time in a while you felt alive, like you were actually a person and not just a unfeeling robot who simply lived to work.

Your last stop was a park. With a large lake in the center Bakugou suggested you guys feed the birds before heading home. With a handful of birdseed you gently sprinkled some into the water and watched the geese gobble it up.

“When I was five, I had a huge fear of geese..” Bakugou admits and you're chuckling.

“No way, really?” you turned to face him and when you do he’s already looking at you, smiling fondly, eyes filled with an emotion that you really couldn't seem to put your finger on.

“What? Do I have something on my face that you're not telling me about?” You pout and he shakes his head before turning his attention back to the birds as he sprinkles more of the food into the lake.

“No, just realized somethin’”

The sun’s beginning to set now, the sky is illuminated by hues of orange and pink. You nudge him with your arm, “Realized what?”

He turns back to face you, there's an adoring look on his face.

“You look pretty when you're having fun”

A look of surprise crosses your features before your ears burn in embarrassment at the sudden compliment, the butterflies in your stomach flutter around more and more the longer you two stare at each other.

“Thanks” You mumble before looking down at your palm full of birdseed.

Dates with Bakugou become more and more frequent after that. The two of you often meeting up more than you meet up with your regular friends. Bakugou doesn't even charge you anymore, even though you've tried to tell him it was fine he still insisted otherwise. The two of you even exchanged numbers and spoke quite often on the phone. Texts like,

‘this song reminded me of you’ and ‘don't work too hard, idiot’ were often exchanged.

After maybe a month of this happening you realized that the warm feeling you got in your chest whenever Bakugou brushed your hair into place or stopped to tie your shoe for you or even when he texted you good morning wasn't because you appreciated him being a good friend, you liked him. It took a month to finally decipher your feelings for him but once you did..what the heck were you supposed to do now?

Never once in your life had you confessed to someone let alone dated them, what would happen to your friendship with Bakugou if things didn't work out? You didn't want to stop being friends with him, you loved being with him, he was the reason you finally started taking breaks and learned to relax.

You had a ton of questions to answer for yourself but you couldn't do it right now, you had a date with Bakugou. He told you to dress up and you weren't sure where you were going but you trusted him to take you somewhere you'd enjoy. Around 8pm like promised, he was there to pick you up. His car was fairly nice, you assumed his high pay rates were being used for something but now you know what. He was wearing a black three piece suit, it was crisp and you could clearly tell it was expensive, his hair was slicked back and he had a single diamond stud in his left ear. He looked damn good. It was making you a little nervous about how fancy this place actually was.

The drive to dinner was unusually quiet. Bakugou typically did most of the conversations with you seeing as you were mostly an awkward sausage but tonight was different, he had a stern look on his face and you felt a little worried. Bakugou noticed your nervous look in the rearview mirror and without skipping a beat placed his hand gently upon your thigh and gave it a small squeeze, this thumb moved back and forth in a soothing manner. All without taking his eyes off the road.

You felt a shiver run up your spine and you bit your lip from potentially making any noise, you turned your head to face the window to prevent him from seeing the look on your face.

Bakugou was right about the restaurant being fancy. The place was full of people you could recognize, everyone from business moguls to celebrities, it was almost a little intimidating but you knew probably how tough it was for Bakugou to even get a table reserved at this place so you decided to instead choke down any kindlings of anxiety and replace it with a gratefulness for his hard work.

You swirled the champagne around in your glass while Bakugou took a bite out of his steak, the atmosphere between you two was a little awkward and it hadn't been like this since the two of you met it was a little alarming.

“Is something wrong..?” you ask after gently resting the glass back on the table, he wipes his mouth with his napkin and sighs.

“I’m sorry that- I seem so weird tonight” he apologizes and you shake your head.

“No no don't worry about it, I’m just worried something bad happened” you tell him, you lean forward and place your hand on his. His fingers lace themselves with yours and for a moment it feels like its just the two of you in the restaurant together.

“Nothing bad, actually something good” he explains and you're giving him a small smile

“Something good?” you question and he leans in even closer to you.

“I mean, ever since I started hanging out with you I feel like my life's changed, I’m not one to be super cheesy but I just- fuck..I like you” his face is turning a light pink and in a moment of courage you close the small distance between the two of you and press your lips against his. He immediately reciprocates the kiss, his hand sneaks up your forearm and settles on your elbow using it to pull you in closer.

When the kiss finally breaks the two of you are a panting mess, then you hear the waiter clear his throat and Bakugou uses his thumb to wipe the lipstick from the corner of his lips.

“Check, please”

Upon entering your home, there wasn't much speaking. Your arms were wrapped around his neck as his hands fumbled with the zipper on the back of your dress. The two of you blindly walked backwards until you tripped backwards onto the couch. Bakugou completely stripped you of your dress and laid it across the back of the couch, your hands made quick work of his pants unbuttoning and unzipping them, he kicked them off eagerly uncaring of where the fabric was strewn. He cupped your cheek and continued to kiss you as he helped you wiggle out of your underwear. He sucked in a breath at feeling how wet you already were. He ran a finger up and down your slit before gently nudging a finger inside.

The sensation was foreign, it felt odd at first but the more he kept twisting and thrusting the finger inside of you the better it began to feel. He slid in another one and began making a scissor motion inside of you. Your hips raised off the cushions of the couch, you moaned into the kiss and eventually he pulled away from it, instead opting to kiss the skin of your neck. Your moans along with the wet sounds of his fingers fingering you open filled the space. It felt good, you could feel the knots in your stomach threaten to untangle the harder his fingers fucked themselves into you.

His movements slowly came to a halt and he slid his fingers out. Your eyes clouded with tears and your legs were shaking, disappointed that he stopped when you were so close. He pulled his cock from his underwear and began stroking it over you.

“Ready?” He asks as he grinds his cock against your twitching entrance and you're gripping his shoulder before he makes another move.

“A-actually..please just be gentle its-i’ve never done this before” you confess and his eyes widen for once, taken aback by your sudden profession. He gives you a small nod, “Promise.”

With one smooth stroke he bottoms out within you. Your back is arching off the couch as your mouth hangs open in a silent cry. The feeling is an addicting mix of pain and pleasure that has the tears you were holding in begin to roll down your cheeks, Bakugou gently kisses them away and uses his fingers to wipe away the stray tears. For a while, you're simply holding each other, bakugou whispers words of comfort in your ears while you slowly familiarize yourself with having him inside of you.

When Bakugou feels your hips begin to move against his, he takes that as his sign to begin moving. His thrusts start shallow, hips just barely touching yours as he doesn't want to hurt you and you quickly become frustrated with his kindness. Your legs wrap around his waist and pull him closer to you, forcing him to bottom out inside you again. You whine his name and he shakes his head.

“And here I was trying to be considerate” he huffs out, you grip his tie and pull him down and press a gentle kiss against his lips.

“I didn't ask you to take it easy on me” you remind him and he scoffs

“You asked for this”

You're suddenly flipped onto your stomach and he raises your hips in the air, he pulls himself all the way out of you until the head of his cock is the only thing you can still feel inside of you, he rams his cock back into you and you're gripping the couch for dear life. His hips are ruthless, lewd slapping noises fill the room as the head of his cock kisses your cervix with every thrust. His heavy balls greet your clit with an unceremonious slap. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, you can't think of anything else except Bakugou. You'd been completely fucked dumb on your first time.

You feel Bakugou’s fingers lace into your hair and grip the roots before pulling at them and forcing your head back. A jolt of pleasure flows through your body as his cock pushes up against your g-spot, your legs and kicking around behind you.

“No! cum-cumming kats I-” you can hardly finish your own sentence due to how hard your orgasm hits you, your body his shaking as bakugou releases your hair and uses his free hand to grip your waist as he desperately humps you, chasing his own release. Your cunt spasms around him in overstimulation, Katsuki only curses under his breath as you squeeze down on him, your cunt clamps down on his cock as you're brought to your second orgasm and his movements finally begin to slow and an unfamiliar warm fills your tummy.

He doesn't pull out right away. Instead he gently lays you backwards onto his chest and you snuggle into his chest.

He whistles, “Nice place”

“Pfft- don't try to make small talk with me after you just finished banging me” you giggle sleepily.

“Fair enough, still, I’m curious about how you can even afford this place” he wonders, hand rubbing up and down your back, only easing you closer to falling asleep.

“Hard work” you reply he takes your hand in his and kisses the back of it.

“That’s my hard working girl”

you feel the butterflies swarm around your stomach all over again at his small comment.

“Does this mean we're dating now?” you ask and he gives you a little chuckle.

“Yes, if you want”

“Good then you're my boyfriend” your eyes are fluttering closed at this point, you merely nuzzle into his chest and he plants a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Goodnight love”

“Night Kats..”

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i just finished heroes rising (yes im late asf) here are my final thoughts:

-all dis bkdk hyfr

-shonen is so fucking dramatic why are 2 high school freshmen going toe to toe with satan then you got deku extra dramatic ass like “im not strong enough to beat him” yes because that is an evil demi god and you are a 15 yr old like go do your math homework??? shshjdjsa

-speaking of which all might put some FAITH. into the universe giving izuku OFA because this child is ready to sacrifice his life at a moments notice like is he a reincarnate from attack on titan why is he so ready to die holy shit. deku could get into an argument in line to checkout at walmart and itll somehow escalate to him breaking all his limbs (twice) and talking about how these are his final moments to save everyone

-and then theres katsuki: “you’re gonna fix him? ha im just gonna join him in his insanity 🤪” *breaks limbs too*

-seeing shigaraki makes me itch

-the real showdown needs to be shigaraki vs some chapstick and a couple benadryl. shigaraki vs the first aide aisle at CVS.

-this is deff not canon cus why they aint do all this while shigaraki was on a rampage instead they had poor mr aizawa running around with his foot hanging on by a thread? but at least we got to watch kacchan get stabbed up and so did deku 💕

-WAIT i just remembered buff grandma had to bring deku back to life at the end so yea he cant do this again but like still after this fiasco id be looking at shigarakis little dust n’ crumble show like “🤨 ok and?”

-aww these badass lil kids 🥺

-but no why was that ending fight so dramatic

anon, bestie, my beloved and the light of my boring life, i hope you know that you singlehandedly made my day

first, no ones ever late for heroes rising. who cares if bnha movie 03 is out, you just watched the most cinematic piece of gayness and teenage angst (heroes rising) and lived, and for that we applaud you

second (and other numbers to which i wouldn’t write), EVERYTHING YOU SAID IS SENDING ME DHAKDJS IDEK WHERE TO BEGIN BECAUSE YOUR COMMENTARY IS SO FUNNY I CANT FEEL MY LUNGS

- MATH HSHWKDJKSJ ok but it’s funnier when you remember that the devil incarnate’s called nine and maybe hori’s using him as a symbolism?? like teenager vs. math, but in physical forms

- NOT MIDORIYA BEING A REINCARNATE FROM AOT IM C RYINT

- midoriya fighting someone and breaking his limbs at walmart is so damn canon at this point. oh he was out to buy potatoes? too bad a villain pops up and midoriya’s ass just has to sacrifice some fingers to survive idk

- everyone thinking bakugou’s the “i can change him” in their duo only to realize midoriya’s “i can make him worse” is stronger and bakugou is a simple man ofc he’d break his bones too bc why not

- UR TAKE ON SHIGARAKI HAS ME HOWLING IN LAUGHTER DHAJXJJA

- idk maybe 1a wouldve won against shiggy if they just sprayed moisturizer his way

- dhhsjaha 1a: *legit tryna save a damn island* // UA staff: lalalala

- bakugou and midoriya getting stabbed and then trapped by a long dragon-snake thing 🥺💕

- oh and bkdk handholding 🥰 (yes the situations were mega bad, BUT bkdk handholding💓)

- anon: buff grandma // me: gilf

- “shigaraki’s little dust n’ crumble” is now how we’re gonna call his quirk. decay? nah it’s litol dust n’ crumble

- dramatic ending fight that resulted in a massive rainbow cloud? they were coming out don’t judge them 😔

#anon #ask #ANON YOUR TAKES ARE AMAZING ILYSM /p #THIS IS ONE OF THE FUNNIEST ASKS IVE RECEIVED #I HAVE NOT STOPPED LAUGHING N CRYING #MY LUNGS AND MY STOMACH ARE NOW STONE #I CANTTT #bnha #bnha heroes rising #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #shigaraki tomura #bakudeku #long post

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ao3feed-bnha-rarepair · 3 years

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Sacred Treasure

Sacred Treasure by Ray Bow25

Bakugou is a pirate stranded by a storm but happens to land on an island with a supposed treasure he was looking for. “A great magical treasure that fulfils all yearning and completes you”.

He is stopped by Shinsou, who looks like your average tired native, but is actually a Demi-god. Bakugou gets a little tied up in his fight for the treasure, which the attractive demi-god is guarding, but ultimately caves to Shinsou's demands.

Words: 6887, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Monster-Cock, Overstimulation, Copious Amounts of Cum, Breeding Kink (light), Mention of Pregnancy/Mpreg, Mild Angst Thoughts from Katsuki, Very slight dubcon for half a second, demi-god shinsou, Pirate Bakugou Katsuki

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35624944

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Bakushin #♥#Bakushin #💫#💣#⚣#R:E #A:Ray #God AU #Pirate AU

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 4 years

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Onyx is the Brightest Color

Onyx is the Brightest Color by In Cen Di Ary

Words: 2027, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Queen Mitsuki, and Bakugou's dad, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, Sero Hanta, Toyomitsu Taishirou | Fat Gum, Tokoyami Fumikage, Mezo Shoji, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Kurogiri, Dabi, Toga Himiko, Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress, Rappa Kendou, Nomu, Hagakure Tooru

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou, Nishiya Shinji | Kamui Woods/Takeyama Yuu | Mount Lady, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might/Himself, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Fantasy AU, Dragon Kirishima Eijirou, Barbarian King Bakugou Katsuki, Slow Burn, Lack of Communication, Misunderstandings, Pranks, Anger, Rage, Super Rage, R A G E, Magic, Friends to Lovers, honestly more like Annoyed Acquaintances to Friends to Best Friends to Lovers, Eat your heart out Midoriya, Gods, Demi-Gods, Godslayers, Faeries - Freeform, that scream, Giants, Dryads - Freeform, Dragons, Dragon Slayers, Poachers, Hunters, Gods suck ASS, Banshees, capricorns, mythical creatures, Worldbuilding, Minor Character Death, Humor, Travelling Gays, On a Journey, Based on a Tumblr Post, What can go wrong???, A Shitload of Plot, WE'RE OFF TO AN ADVENTURE BITCHES, Kiribaku is Life

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28446747

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mrs-apocalypse · 4 years

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Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 4/5

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Katsuki clenches his jaw, mulls it over under the scrutiny of a dozen pairs of eyes, and says, “Who the hell are you people?”

“We’re Immortals!” A round-faced girl calls from the threshold. “All kinds, too! Demi-gods, fairies, vampires, upirs, an alien, and-”

“-Do you want to tell him everything about us, Ochako?” A man hisses from behind the door.

She shrugs. “Why not? He’s like me.”

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A love story between Katsuki Bakugou, a runaway trying to forget who he is, and Izuku Midoriya, a vampire wanting to help everyone but himself.

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vicehectic · 6 years

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Manga I Read on the Reg

This is just a collection of manga I read regularly whenever they come out.

1. Boku no Hero Academia

Most of you know what this is. In a world where 80% of the population has these special abilities called “quirks”, our main character is part of the 20% that doesn’t have a quirk. The problem is, Midoriya Izuku, hero fanboy and enthusiast, has desperately wanted to be a hero since childhood. Without a quirk, Midoriya is discriminated enough as it is and everyone around him is telling him he can’t become a hero. But Midoriya refuses to give up and prepares for his future in order to become a hero. As high school entrance exams draw near, Midoriya is losing hope but in one miraculous encounter with Japan’s Number 1 hero, Midoriya is given an opportunity to obtain a quirk and pursue his dream to become a hero.

I’m going to be honest. When I first started to hear about Boku no Hero Academia, I avoided it. I was already in too many fandoms and decided that with all that I had to do in my life: it wasn’t worth it. I pushed it away for later or potentially never. The most I did was click on a couple clips advertising BNHA and decided from those short clips that I despised Bakugou Katsuki. He was the classic bully character that I didn’t need reminders of. He’s the type of person I hate most in the world. I weighed the ethics and morality of this fantasy world way too heavily and moved on. Then, one day, having broken my ankle and forced to stay off it; I decided to read the Boku no Hero Academia manga in it’s entirety in one sitting. Since then I haven’t missed a new release. I think the reason I was so attracted to this series was how much it made me think of Katekyo Hitman Reborn which is one of my favorite franchises. I wanted to see more of a nervous and unsure main character despite being a badass and Boku no Hero Academia has certainly given me that.

This has an anime up to season 3 and a movie. Season 4 and a second movie has also been announced!

2. Haikyuu!!

One of the only sports manga! Haikyuu follows Hinata Shouyo, a short teenage boy entering his first year of high school aspiring to be the volleyball team’s ace despite almost never competing before, and Kageyama Tobio, a genius setter who has previously been abandoned by his teammates. Now, it’s not exactly that cut and dried. Hinata, despite being a nervous wreck and an idiot at times, along with practically being a beginner at playing volleyball with a real team, has incredible athletic ability. The only thing he can really do is jump and at the beginning of his high school career he takes to spiking with his eyes closed. Kageyama is a genius with a terrible personality. His insecurities after being abandoned make him standoffish to nearly everyone, but he always pulls through when aiming his set exactly to where Hinata will hit it. The team they join are full of fun and vibrant characters that have the title of the fallen crows because their school’s team has “fallen from glory”. It’s a typical sports manga with lovable characters and interesting relationships.

I also avoided reading Haikyuu when my friends started talking about it. I had already invested so much time into reading The Prince of Tennis and I didn’t want to get sucked into another fandom. I caved of course. The characters just seemed so fresh and new to me. It was less about the volleyball and more about how the characters interacted with each other. I actually started reading Haikyuu because of two videos on youtube that I believe no longer exist. The first was a compilation of each jump serve layered on top of each other and for each second the character serving would change and it was like art. The second was a compilation of Iwaizumi and Oikawa bickering. That really sold me.

This manga has an anime up to season 3! Season 4 has also been announced!

3. Akatsuki no Yona

God I love her. Akatsuki no Yona follows the sheltered princess of the Kyouka Kingdom, Yona. Yona has lived her entire life within the gates of Hiryuu Castle with her cousin Su-won, her bodyguard Hak, and her father: the King. All Yona wants in her future is to marry Su-won, despite her father’s insistence that she will not. The night of her 16th birthday, however, she discovers Su-won over her father’s body, pulling a sword out of his corpse. She escapes the castle with Hak and after gathering herself after her father’s death and cousin’s betrayal she visits a priest that tells her to find the four legendary dragon warriors. Kyouka has a legend, in which the first king was a red dragon in human form and was accompanied with four warriors with his dragon brothers’ blood. Yona, with the priest believing she is the reincarnation of the red dragon, sets off with Hak and the priest’s companion to find the dragon warriors.

I was hooked on Yona the moment it came out. I watched the anime like five times and when I realize there wouldn’t be a second season I read the manga. I’ve said this before in another post but Yona isn’t just a shoujo manga. The main character is a strong inspirational female character trying her best to fix the country that declared her dead. The romance is sweet but also awfully comedic. The fight scenes and the dramatic scenes are intense and draw you in. But just like any other manga, it’s the characters and the relationships that drew me in. Besides Hak and Yona’s thing they’re avoiding talking about; everyone else acts like siblings just trying to stay together the best they can and help anyone they can along the way. The dragon dynamic is hilarious, the backstories are sad, the romance is soft, and the bishounen is a genius.

This manga has one anime season!

4. Yakusoko no Neverland

The ultimate mind fuck. The orphans at the Grace Field House live peaceful lives with each other and their beloved Mama. It’s one big happy family. They spend the days like any other family would; breakfast, mind-wracking tests, tag, dinner, and rinse and repeat. But even to the children, somethings seem strange. They’re never allowed to venture beyond the gate that surrounds them like a ring in the forest around the house. By the time they reach the age 12, they have to leave their little house. The children that have left never write to them, despite promising they would. The story follows main characters Ray, Norman, and Emma as they find out the secret behind their little house and try to somehow change their pitiful fate.

So, this is another manga I decided to read in one day. A friend and I decided that since the anime would be coming out soon we would read the manga together in one go. Needless to say we were nearly dead after reading through all of it. So much happens in this that you’re like “what just happened” despite having just read it. You literally have to expect the unexpected when it comes to Neverland. This series would be ruined if I said anymore but the fact that these children can go through that and still smile and have hope despite the odds against them makes my heart warm.

This manga has an anime that is currently airing!

5. The Rising of the Shield Hero

The one that makes you angry almost immediately. According to legend, the holders of the four heavenly weapons are the heroes that will save Melromarc from the calamity that come in waves to the world. Iwatani Naofumi is just a normal university student when he picks up a book that transports him to another world. It’s entirely by bad luck that he’s given the role of the disregarded Shield Hero who can only wield shields and is ultimately useless offensively in battle. What’s even worse is that the companion who joined him at the start of his journey accused him of raping her and he’s been scorned by the kingdom and all its inhabitants since. The world seems so dark and Naofumi doesn’t want anything to do with the other heroes and incoming waves of calamity. The light in his life returns when he enslaves a sickly and depressed demi-human to fight for him. Raphtalia soon finds her master isn’t scary or cruel and becomes determined to make sure no one will suffer as she once did as a child while making sure Naofumi knows he is loved and appreciated by at least one person.

God when I first read this I was so mad. Naofumi didn’t deserve any of this, especially when the arrogant king summoned him to fight a battle he had nothing to do with. The same friend introduced Shield-bro to me and practically begged I read it. Yes we call it Shield-bro, it’s a thing. Look up Shield-bro on google and this will come out. It’s just a different sort of isekai where instead of being the hero that’s being praised - you get a real person getting accused of a real crime he didn’t commit. He’s been handed the short end of the stick just for being the Shield Hero no one appreciates. He’s literally the underdog in everything. You just want to root for Naofumi. It’s a really good stress reliever.

This manga has an anime that is currently airing!

6. Isekai Omotenashi Gohan

This one is so softtttt. Our main character and her little sister gets their literal house transported to a different world. Oh and their dog comes too! Their Japanese home is transported in front of a luxurious foreign-looking castle in which people greet Akane and her little sister, Hiyori, claiming to have summoned the priestess that will save their world from the miasma. Hiyori is delighted and starts her training as the priestess, but Akane has nothing to do as a normal office worker and their home’s homemaker in this new world. After spending a month feeling useless, Hiyori comes to plead her sister for her cooking - starting Akane’s adventure in cooking classic Japanese staples that somehow attracts the attention of the Knight Commander of the Chivalric Order, the King, the kingdom’s princesses and much more. That is, of course, while teaching her knight guard Jade how to cook as well.

This isn’t very long and updates rarely but it’s so cute. All the antics are just so cute. The food is amazing and it’s just a story about how food brings everyone together. It’s masterful and done well. But it��s also not just a cooking story. Akane and Hiyori both struggle with Hiyori being the world’s priestess and her encountering danger. The sisterly bond is great in this one.

7. Koushaku Reijou no Tashinami

If you can’t tell I’m really into Isekai. This manga follows another regular office worker, but she’s really into otome games. Our main character dies from a car crash and when she wakes up she is in the footsteps of the villainess, Iris Lana Armelia, from a game she had just completed, in the middle Iris’ judgement scene from the love interests because Iris harassed the game’s main character: Yuuri. The original fate of Iris, after losing her engagement from the prince and being exposed of harassment in front of her whole school, leads to a miserable life at a church. Iris, this time around, as an efficient office worker from Japan, gets sent by the Duke, her father, to care for their territory’s fief as fief lord. From there Iris, along with her loyal companions and friends, care for the fief with all of Iris’ knowledge from Japan with plenty of bumps along the way from the game’s love interests and Yuuri. Yuuri may not be the sweet video game protagonist she is thought to be.

So, one day, I had read through most everything and I wanted a little bit of romance in my life. And while this didn’t originally have the romance I wanted, it still piqued my interest. The real appeal to this is how strong Iris is as a character. She doesn’t take shit from anyone and holds her head up with pride. But in the times she is weak she has supportive friends that would do anything for her in a heartbeat. Another appealing factor is how technical and political this manga is. The manga describes real life things to improve the fief such as a banking system and taxation, but also gets political with the two factions of the two princes. It’s a good mix a strong female lead, economics, politics, royalty, and friendship.

There is also a Light Novel that some amazing people have translated online! Go support them!

8. That Time I got Reincarnated as a Slime (Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken)

More isekai! Just like most isekai main characters, our main character is a simple corporate worker who lives a normal life in Tokyo. Unfortunately, after pushing his friend out of the way of an assailant on the street, our MC dies while hearing a strange voice responding to his dying thoughts. When our MC wakes up he discovers that he is now a slime in a new world and discovers a dragon in the cave he woke up, befriends him, and receives the name Rimuru Tempest. Strangely, Rimuru has abilities that a normal slime would not have - the most notable being his ability to devour anything and mimic its appearance and abilities. Rimuru starts his journey after escaping the cave and one thing leads to another and suddenly there are a bunch of monsters calling him “Master” and “Rimuru-sama” and Rimuru is the head of a monster country.

I normally don’t like OP characters, but I strangely find Rimuru okay. Rimuru has plenty of over powered characteristics and abilities but Rimuru’s personality and demeanor makes it tolerable. It’s just fun seeing how everyone underestimates Rimuru because he’s a slime. Rimuru is also very morally aligned, in that he’s very clear with his desires and doesn’t tolerate it if the line is crossed.

This manga has an anime that is currently airing!

9. I Reincarnated into an Otome Game as a Villainess with Only Destruction Flags

EVEN MORE ISEKAI! We follow Katarina Klaus who hits her head and awakens the memories of her past life as a seventeen year old girl in Japan. Katarina Klaus, however, is the haughty aristocrat villainess in a fantasy otome game with swords and magic. Having recovered her memories, Katarina cannot find it in herself to act the same as the old Katarina as she finds aristocratic society a pain. Unfortunately for Katarina, according to the game, death or exile awaits her for each and every route. Katarina decides the best thing to do is somehow protect herself by improving her magic and swordsmanship to escape the death flags. What follows are antics of farming to enhance her magical ability and her unintentional wooing of the game’s love interests. Oblivious and focused on matching the love interests to the game’s main character while avoiding a destruction flag, Katarina doesn’t notice how everyone, even the game’s main character falls for her. Farming, failed match-making, admiration from all sides, and a panicking main character awaits you.

This is another one that I found looking for romance. This is more of a comedy isekai more than anything. Sure there’s magic and other abilities but the manga doesn’t focus on that. The manga focuses more on the strangeness that is Katarina as she is now. I would have never expected to find an isekai manga MC have a hobby in farming. The way Katarina is so oblivious to everyone falling for her is also pretty great.

There is also a Light Novel that some amazing people have translated online! Go support them!

10. The Saint’s Magic Ability is Omnipotent (Seijo no Maryoku wa Bannou desu)

God how much isekai do I read? Sei, a regular office worker, was suddenly summoned to another world by a saint summoning ritual with another girl she does not recognize. The prince of this country, despite there being two girls summoned to their world, completely ignores Sei and declares the other girl is the saint who will save the country from the miasma, without confirming his claim. Sei, outraged, demands that because she is apparently not the saint that she be sent back home but is told it is impossible. Sei lives a comfortable but restless life at the castle, having gotten used to the grueling work style of Japan. While exploring the castle she becomes interested in potion making. Her magic is overly effective to everything she does and creates without her meaning to - even her food gives people more energy. As time goes on, more and more people come to respect Sei’s good deeds and starts to think she is the saint while the girl parading around with the country’s prince is a fake. Sei, knowing she is the saint, only wants to live a quiet life creating potions.

This one is just so precious because of how amazing Sei is without meaning to. She knows she is the saint but doesn’t want to admit it. It’s also really fun seeing how she interacts with the other characters. Sei isn’t used to praise or romantic attention. A lot of things are new to her in this new world but all she wants to do is be useful in her own way.

There is also a Light Novel that some amazing people have translated online! Go support them!

11. The White Cat That Swore Vengeance Was Just Lazing on the Dragon King’s Lap

This is sadly relatable. Ruri has forcibly been friends her neighbor Asahi for years. Ruri is the beautiful daughter to a foreign model and a diplomat of Japan. If you were to look up the definition of beauty in a dictionary, Ruri’s picture would be there. Platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, elegant Japanese features and all. Asahi, meanwhile, has been coddled and loved throughout her whole life because her approachable nature and cuteness that no one except for Ruri seems immune to. Everything Asahi does is somehow blamed on Ruri, even when she isn’t directly involved. Everyone is on Asahi’s side. Having tried to escape Asashi and the negativity of those around her on multiple occasions, Ruri has realized that Asahi is willing to follow her everywhere no matter what Ruri tries. While on campus at her university with Asahi; she, Asahi, and a couple of Asahi’s friends/admirers get transported to another world via magic and everyone rushes to Asahi calling her the lady priestess. Ruri, seeing this as her chance to escape Asahi, is told she is an idiot for thinking she could return to her own world. Almost immediately all those in the Kingdom of Nadarsia hate Ruri because Asahi herself keeps clinging to Ruri while ignoring them. Without Asahi’s knowledge they kick Ruri off the hidden forest and Ruri finds herself in the care of a kind, yet ugly, old lady from the dragon kindgom who takes care of her and teaches her about the magic the fairies grant in this world. Surprisingly, the fairies are seem to gather around Ruri and adore her. When Ruri has gotten used to this world she visits the dragon kingdom on her own, gets scared and wears an ancient bracelet given to her by a powerful fairy that allows her to turn into a cat and is given the title “Cherished One” and meets the Dragon King who falls in love with her cat form. Cue title and roll credits!

I say this is relatable because of a toxic frienship I once had. I broke it off with a friend and for a long time things were awkward among my other friends and a lot of people kept insisting that we would make up someday despite me not wanting that. These friends now have realized that it was a lot more than that and funnily enough they have broken it off with her as well. But this is a cute story about a victim finally getting her vengeance and the love and praise she deserves. There’s also cute cat antics and a sprinkle of romance in it.

There is also a Light Novel that some amazing people have translated online! Go support them!

12. Boku no Hero Academia: Vigilantes

A very familiar title to another one on this list! In a world where 80% of the population has these special abilities called “quirks”, our main character is part of the 80% that does have a quirk. Unfortunately, not everyone is blessed with a quirk such as fire manipulation or engines in their bodies to fight crime. Himawari Koichi has the quirk known as “Slide and Glide”, giving him the average ability to slide over plain surfaces. Despite this, Koichi has always wanted to be hero and admires Number 1 Hero All Might as his role model. Despite not being a hero, Koichi uses his quirk in public areas, breaking quirk regulation laws, to get to his destination quickly and hates said restrictions. After a series of events Koichi decides to use his quirk, while wearing an All Might hoodie, to do good deeds for the public - all simple things. All he ever does for awhile is give directions, clean up litter, or return dropped items while utilizing his quirk. But things become dangerous when he meets freelance idol Pop☆Step and a quirkless, yet powerful, old man known as Knuckleduster and they somehow become vigilantes for their neighborhood while getting deeply involved in a quirk improvement drug known as Trigger.

This is what I wanted Boku no Hero Academia to be when I first read BNHA. I wanted a quirkless character fighting crime with their own power. I have to admit I was disappointed when Deku got his quirk. The setting of Vigilantes (or Illegals) is before the BNHA timeline. Eraserhead has yet to become a teacher at UA and the original Ingenium is still running around. We get to see an other side of the heroes we love and hate and get to see how vigilantism effects this quirk filled world. Koichi, while also being an All Might fanboy is different from Deku. Pop☆Step is a cute tsundere idol who is still trying to climb the popularity ranks. Knuckleduster is a mysterious man who fights crime with his own justice and abilities. It’s an eye opener to another aspect of the BNHA world.

13. Bloom into You (Yagate Kimi Ni Naru)

The romance that isn’t supposed to be? Koito Yuu is a first year in high school who enjoys reading Shoujo manga. The problem(?) is that she doesn’t understand the feeling of love. Nanami Touko is a third year at the same high school that Yuu unintentional watches get confessed to but Touko refuses. Yuu gets recruited in helping the student council that Touko is a part of and realizes that Touko is the same as her. No matter how many people confess to either of them, be it one or dozens, they will never feel anything when it happens. Yuu goes to Touko for help, realizing that they are the same and gets advice to reject someone who confessed to her at her middle school graduation. But immediately after, Touko confesses that if it was Yuu, she could fall in love with her. What results is a story of a not-so romance and a refreshing coming of age story.

This is one messed up romance story. Like the relationship Koito Yuu and Nanami Touko have is so messed up. The upside to this story is that it talks about homosexuality and asexuality with so much lax that it’s refreshing. This manga is cute and entertaining at times and the romance is unorthodox. The character backstories are interesting and heartbreaking and the way the characters interact with each other are interesting. You won’t see what happens in this manga in most manga you come across.

This manga has an anime that is currently airing!

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