#Viking Bakugou
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The Wolves and the Doe
Viking KiriBaku x FemReader
Hey yall! I'm still on my haitus but I TOTALLY forgot to post this on here. I posted it on AO3 but not here. It has been sitting in my drafts for who knows how long. Sorry about that. Either who. Here you go. I love this peice.
Since you were a little girl you had loved the son of a Jarl and the son of a great warrior, but life took you away from them. When they come back to you, it's almost as you first met. A chase. A hunt. The wolves and the doe.
Note: Mentions of Norse gods, periods and the demons that they are, mentions of blood, Predator vs prey mentality, mentions of Kiribaku obviously. Some NSFW close to the end. No smut. Sadly.
Growing up as the king’s youngest daughter you were always pampered and spoiled. You were daddy’s little girl. His favourite girl. Yet that also meant you could get away with a lot of things. Tripping in the procession? That’s fine. The poor little one tripped on a stone. Interrupting your father to tell him that you think some random lady looks pretty? Look at you being a kind little princess. Sneaking off to go play with a Jarl's son and his friend?
That was new.
You never liked playing with the other girls of the court. They were all so stuffy and if not pampering you and trying to suck up to you. As much as you didn’t mind the attention, it wasn’t what you wanted nor what tickled your fancy.
It was one time, when you were not older than six, you had wandered away from your family that sat posed in the great hall. You had magically found your way outside where a group of friends were playing around. They were wrestling and fighting one another. Out of the group your eyes couldn’t leave two of them. You hid behind a wooden pole to watch them.
The tallest of the boys was a blond. He had spiky blond hair that made him look a bit like a porcupine to you. He had red maroon eyes and a boisterous laugh and smile. He seemed to be confident and hold an aura of control and pride to him. Another kid that seemed to be rather close to him, slightly smaller, was a boy with black hair that came into is face. He had wide ruby eyes, like a jewel or crisp apple. He had a scar over his right eye and seemed to be the strongest out of all of them.
They played around with two other boys and a girl. One boy had black hair and the other had yellow hair with a black mark in it. He must have been a relative to a seer. You heard of them with their mystical powers and connection to the gods. The only girl had fluffy pink hair and seemed just as rowdy as the boys.
You watched all of them enviously.
“Come on, Eijiro. You can hit him harder than that!” The ash blond shouted at the kid with the black hair and scar.
The boy put his hands together and looked down. “Sorry Katsuki, but I don’t want to hurt Denki.”
“Yah, Kacchan!” The yellow haired small boy shouted, standing behind the other boy with black hair and had a straight tooth smile. “I don't want to get hit. Look at me, I’m tiny.” He hid more of his body as he glared.
He’s false bravado made you giggle, causing attention to yourself.
“Oi!” The ash blond child, Kacchan you guessed, stomped over to you. “Who are you! Why are you spying on us!” He shouted at you.
You weren’t used to people shouting at you other than your older siblings. You didn’t tolerate it from others. Not liking it at all, you frowned. “I am princess Y/N! My daddy is the king and I can do whatever I want.”
Bakugou glared at you. He didn’t like how high you placed yourself. How higher you placed yourself above him. He pointed a finger at you. “You little brat!” Before he could do something he regretted, Kirishima quickly wrapped his arms around him.
He held the angry blond in his arms as he offered you a smile. It was odd watching them, being the same age, and yet Kirishima was restraining him pretty well. “Sorry about him, your highness.” He said, offering you a kind smile. Broad, sharp teeth and kind. You couldn’t help but soften at the look of him.
“Well…” You looked away. “It’s fine for now. But the next time he does it, I’m telling daddy.”
“You’re a princess?” Mina asked as she approached you bouncing on her heels in excitement. “That’s so cool. You look like the King so it must be true.” She said as she looked between you and her friends.
“Yah, she should call her precious daddy!” Bakugou mocked as he tilted his head side to side. “You wouldn’t be able to handle me by yourself, princess. You’re weak.”
“No, I’m not!” You stomped your foot and glared back at him.
Sero quickly moved to stand next to Bakugou. “Uh, Katsuki.” he said with a nervous smile. “Maybe you should calm down.” He offered.
Bakugou kept his eyes on you. “Never!” He stuck his tongue out at you childishly. “Weak little brat!” He teased you. “Can’t do anything without daddy’s help. Poor little princes-”
A slap went through the area. You stood with an angry face as you looked down at him. Clutching his plush cheek was Bakugou. His face was set into one of pure surprise. He didn’t expect you to hit him, let alone the slap to sting. The other children were silent, not fully believing that it actually happened.
“Keep quiet you… you… you dog!” You shouted at him angry.
Denki retreated back as he grew nervous at how quiet Bakugou was being. “Oh no. I don’t think you should have done that, princess.”
Bakugou’s fists balled up as he faced you again. His eyes white with rage as he seethed in anger. “You’re gonna regret that princess.”
That’s when you did the smartest thing you did all day.
You ran.
You ran, not in fear but giggling for the most part. The angry blond throwing retorts and angry growls at you as you ran through the streets. People watched and wondered why you were running away from a string of other children all following one another. Bakugou was behind you trying to catch you. Kirishima was behind Bakugou trying to calm him down. Mina was behind Kirishima wanting to see what would happen next. Sero was following Mina for the same reason. Denki followed because he didn’t want to be left alone for the most part.
You ran straight into the main hall, giggling and squealing trying to get away from Bakugou. Kirishima and Bakugou both followed you into the main hall but Mina, Sero and Denki all stopped. In the main hall was where all the leaders were meeting. Your giggling, Bakugou’s shouting and Kirishima’s apologise were what disturbed the meeting.
You quickly ran over to your father and hid by his side. “Daddy save me!”
“Come here and fight me, princess!” Bakugou shouted in front of all the adults. Including his mother and his Jarl, Kirishima’s father, Takeo Kirishima. The two adults stood horrified as their two sons stood in front of the royal family.
Kirishima quickly stood in front of his best friend and stopped him from approaching you any further. He forced the blond down on his knees alongside him. They were both on one knee in front of you and your family. “I’m deeply sorry for the disturbance your majesty. We were just playing outside when things got out of hand.” He apologised profusely. He knew how much his father took pride in these meetings so he knew what was best was to apologise.
“SHE SLAPPED ME!” Bakugou shouted looking back up at you with a glare. Kirishima tugged on his friend’s ear harshly. “OW!”
“Forgive us.” Kirishima stated his head still down in respect.
All the adults were very amused at the whole situation. Especially your parents. Your mother laughed but looked down at the two young boys fondly. “What are your names?”
“Eijiro Kirishima, your majesty.” Kirishima answered immediately. “Son of the great Jarl Takeo Kirishima. And this-” He kept Bakugou’s head down with a firm grip that was clearly not relanting despite the blond's struggles. “Is Katsuki Bakugou, son of Mitsuki Bakugou.” He answered for his grumbling friend.
Your father turned to look up at the two embarrassed parents. Mitsuki was seething at her son for interrupting the meeting and showing little respect to royalty. Takeo, however, was rather impressed with his son’s level-headedness in this situation. Your father turned to look at you, who had crawled into his lap. You sat with your arms folded and a huff. “Daughter.”
You turned to your father innocently. “Yes, daddy?” You asked.
“Did you slap Katsuki?” He asked you.
You hesitated. You pouted. “He was being mean to me, daddy.” You pointed down at the two boys.
The king turned to Bakugou who had calmed down a bit more. “Katsuki.”
“Huh?” Bakugou asked as he looked up. He was roughly nudged in the ribs by Kirishima making him wince. “I mean… Yes, m’lord.” He corrected himself with a mumble. That made the other Jarls laugh. Mitsuki dragged her hands down her face as she tried not to burn with anger at her child’s show of no manners.
“Were you bested by my daughter?”
Bakugou huffed. “No, she ran away and I-”
“If a doe runs away from the wolves does that not mean that the doe has won?” Your father asked as he raised an eyebrow down at the blond child.
Bakugou opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. He crossed his arms and looked away. “Tsk.” He scowled. “One day I’ll be a strong warrior and no stupid doe will out best me!” He loudly proclaimed. “Especially you princess!”
Your mother laughed at the child's ambition. “I don’t doubt that, if you are anything like your mother.” She turned to Kirishima. “Little Eijiro. What do you think of the blond's proclamation? You are to be a future Jarl if all goes right.”
Kirishima was only silent for a moment. “He’s the best boy in my village, your majesty.” He said making Bakugou’s cheeks burn a slight pink but he still frowned. He nodded his head in agreement. “He’s fast, skilled and has great ambition. I don’t doubt what he says. I want him to be my second in command, like my father has Aunt Mitsuki as his.”
Your mother nodded her head as she looked up to Takeo. “Your son has a great eye, Takeo. If Thor will have it, he just might make a strong leader one day, especially if he can deal with a Bakugou.”
After the meeting had finished, with no more disturbances, both Jarl Takeo and Mitsuki both apologised to your family. No one minded. Bakugou, however, was now determined to try and beat you at something, dragging Kirishima along with him. There were many visits from the Bakugous and Kirishimas since that day. Whenever they were in your village with their parents you always spent time with them. Whether it was watching them fight, or running through the surrounding woods with them in a game of tag. Where you were, they were. The three of you, even though you only saw each other every few months or so, you were all close. Everyone could see it. Some even wondered at your young age, who you would choose. The Jarl’s son or the fierce warrior?
You could never choose. Never split them apart. They were great together as is.
Then one day, when you were twelve, you woke up and there was blood everywhere. Everywhere means your sheets. You had screamed loud enough for Valhalla to hear you. You thought you were dying. You felt like it too. Your servants had run into the room you shared with your older sister. But next thing you know, no one was listening to the girl who was practically crying her eyes out. Everyone was celebrating. For what reason you hadn’t known till your mother and sister sat you down.
You weren’t a girl anymore to them.
You had to take your princess studies more seriously now.
Your sister took pity on you, having had experienced what you were going to be put through a two years before. Suddenly she seemed less annoying and more like your only refuge.
So while the village celebrated and you were sulking around, you met Kirishima and Bakugou one last time.
You met them in the woods, your secret place by a river. The two of them stood in front of you who looked like you were anything but happy. Of course you couldn’t be. Not with all you had learnt today. The moon was high in the sky and the river was still. The dark area was peaceful other than the growing tension between the three of you.
“We can’t hang out anymore.” You let out finally and quietly.
Bakugou was the first to react like always. “HUH!” He shouted rather loudly. “Why not?” He asked as he stepped closer.
Kirishima stopped him and shot him a look to calm down. The blond took a breath and focused back on you. Kirishima had his black hair tied back in a small ponytail, sort of spikey at the end that reminded you of Bakugou’s hair. The boy’s eyebrows furrowed. “Is it because of today?” He asked.
The both of them weren’t entirely sure why today was a big deal. Nor why everyone was acting like it was a god’s birthday but it seemed important enough and that it had to do with you. Takeo had promised to explain to his son and his son’s best friend later when they went back home. It didn’t stop them from enjoying the festivities though. They did enjoy it until they noticed you weren’t.
You nodded your head as you held your elbows. You shrunk your shoulders as you furrowed your eyebrows. You looked off to the side. The cool night air blew making your long dress move with you. “I… I’m not a little girl anymore. I can’t play with you guys. I need to take being a princess and a woman of this village seriously.” You recited what your mother’s handmaiden had told you. “Besides, you guys will have to train to become leaders and warriors. You won’t have time for me for the next few years.”
The boys winced as they knew you were telling the truth. They would have to go to the trials and earn their place among men. Earn their place as warriors and protectors. They wouldn't be able to see you for the next few years. They would be plundering, training, earning their arm rings. They would have to be away from you.
They didn’t like the sound of that. Not one bit. The three of you all knew that the day would come where childish games and fun times would come to an end.
Bakugou folded his arms over his bear chest. “How can we get your attention then?” He asked. That caught both you and Kirishima's attention. “If you can’t give us it then how can we get it?” He asked again.
You shrugged. “I don’t know. My mom said I would have to focus on my future partner.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do.” He proclaimed. He had already made up his mind. The blond placed his hands on his hips and nodded. “WE’RE GONNA MARRY YOU!” He pointed to you.
“W-what!” You asked confused. “Both of you?” You asked shocked. “My father won’t allow it.”
“Yes, he will.” Bakugou said shamelessly and certain. Kirishima however was blushing red and went stiff. Bakugou threw his arm around Kirishima next to him. “I will become the best warrior this kingdom has ever seen and Eijiro will become the next Jarl of our village! Right, Eijiro?”
Kirishima nodded his head, not entirely sure what exactly he was putting himself up for but he did know, if it concerned you and Bakugou, he would do anything. “Y-yes. As a Jarl, I’ll make sure we’ll marry you.”
Your eyebrows furrowed. You clearly weren’t convinced. Bakugou turned to Kirishima. “Oi, Eijiro. What’s that thing that people do before they get married?”
Kiri looked at Bakugou confused. “Kiss?”
Bakugou’s face scrunched up as he stuck his tongue out. “Gross. No.” He pushed the other boy. That made Kirishima blush bashfully and you giggled. “The other thing.”
“Propose?” Kirishima suggested again.
“Yah but we did that.” Bakugou stated.
“We did?” Kirishima asked, confused.
Bakugou opened his mouth to speak but then realised Kirishima was right. He dropped down to one knee. His face went pink but he looked determined. His red eyes looking between the two of you. “I promise to Odin and any other fuckin’ gods I need to, that I’ll marry the both of you.” He nodded his head. He pointed to his chest. “And I’ll be the best fuckin’ husband you’ll ever have.”
You and Kirishima shared a look. Before you could comment, Kirishima did the same thing. He went on one knee before the two of you. “I promise to Odin and Freya that I’ll marry the both of you and be the most manliest and reliable husband to… to the both of you.” He stared at the blond briefly, making Bakugou turn his head trying to hide his red face. Kirishima looked back up at you. “I promise.”
Watching them do it, you couldn’t just stand and not say anything. You pulled your dress to the side and went down on one knee. Your knee pressed against the cold damp soil. “I promise to Odin and Freya that I’ll marry the both of you and be the best wife you could ever need. Don’t think about trying to find another woman because she won’t be better than me.” You stated proudly.
And that was the last time you saw them for years. You grew, you changed physically and mentally but what stayed the same was where your heart belonged to. You were older, wiser and for one thing less spoilt. You did everything to be the best person you could be. You helped around the community, you supported your warriors and even learned a bit from them.
Your eldest brother had passed leaving your eldest sister as the next heir to the throne. That in itself scared you. Not because you didn’t support your sister. You did, but that also meant that she couldn’t be carted off. That she wasn’t to be used as a bargaining chip anymore. You were the next royal in line. You were terrified obviously. You didn’t want to marry some fat old man of a neighbouring village or kingdom. If anything you would have rather died single.
Your life was like that. Waking up each morning to fear.
But for one day, that disappeared. Your father was holding a great feast for a series of successful raids that had been occurring. The guests of honours were said to be ones you hadn’t seen in years.
You hadn’t been that excited or nervous for something in months. You dressed in your best outfit, applied face paint to your eyes, face and shoulders and made sure you looked more presantable than you were in months.
“You know you might just attract every other person other than them right?” Your sister teased from her place upon her bed.
You pulled on a fur around your shoulders. “Lets pray that doesn't happen.” You stated unbothered.
Your sister raised an eyebrow. She stood up. “I heard they were lovers.” She stated.
You stiffened for a moment. You heard stories about them. The beast of a redhead that tore through enemies like they were paper. The blond demon warrior that slaughtered and took with a smile on his face. An unstoppable duo whose affections towards each other, though not shunned nor hated on, were very apparent. You were glad they still were close and if the rumours were true, loved each other. If they couldn’t have you at least they had each other.
Your sister walked up behind you and placed her hands on your shoulders. “Sister, let them go. You can’t keep on holding on to silly childhood promises.” She told you as she bent down to look at you through the mirror. You looked down at your lap. “I am sure I can find you a lovely young jarl you could spend your time with. Plus what if you don’t find them attractive anymore?”
You looked up at her. “Well, I would need to get my eyes checked.” You stood up with her.
The two of you went into the main hall. You both stood next to your father and mother and younger brother. You watched as Jarl after Jarl and warrior after warrior came into the great hall but you hadn’t seen them yet. You kept your head high. Even if you were mistaken, even if they weren’t coming, you wouldn’t be disheartened. It only meant you would probably take your sister up on what she had offered.
Lastly, from the darkness outside were two men, built like oaxen. You were stunned for the most part. The sea of people in the great hall parted for them, feeling the power and radiancy they carried with them. It was suffocating from even where you stood.
Finally making it in front, standing next to each other were the two men you had longed to see for years.
On the left was an ash blond with a white direwolf fur over his shoulders with a red cape. His hair was longer now. Half his head was braided in tight blonde braids and the rest was kept in his unruly blond locks. He was lean with a small waist that had even you envious. His large chest seemed soft to you and held few scars to them but clearly hard earned. His maroon piercing eyes, covered in black tribal paint looked at you instantly. They held no shame in looking at you or your figure, a smirk of pride and cockiness went to his face at your attention.
Your eyes then went to the giant next to him that you could hardly believe was the same boy you knew years ago. He had a growth spurt making him wider and bigger than the blond. He truly lived up to the reputation that the Kirishima’s held of being beasts among men. His broad and exposed chest was covered in markings and a few scars. He had long locks of red hair that fell down his back. You had heard rumours that his hair turns red permanently from the blood of his victims. His crisp apple eyes found you as well. An unreadable emotion behind his eyes.
The two of them bent down on one knee before your family, their heads down. The tight arm rings around their right arms showing their vows to their fellow man here. “Your majesties.” They both said.
Your father smiled with a laugh. “The demon warrior, Katsuki Bakugou and the Beast among men, Jarl Eijiro Kirishima. Stand men, stand. This whole night is in honour of you after all.” The duo stood back up straight, heads held high. “Your winnings and efforts have paid off my good and faithful warriors. Tonight we shall feast in your honour!”
With that the hall erupted into joyous cheers. Music played and food was served as everyone sat drinking and eating to their hearts content. Loud boisterous laughter and cheers rang through the warm air as there was celebration to their achievements. You sat dutifully next to your sister as she got lucky enough to sit next to Bakugou. Your father sat between the two men.
“Maybe you weren’t so wrong about dressing up.” Your sister whispered into your ear, making you both giggle.
You nudged her. “You never did like to listen to me.” You teased. Before you could continue you heard your father say something.
“I would like to reward the both of you with an opportunity as well with your riches… If you so wish...” He stated to the two of them. You peered over trying to hear what else he would say when your sister cut in.
“Whoever gets their hands on them would be a lucky person.” She stated as she picked up her cup of beer.
You nodded. “Yes, they would. If only the heavens would be so kind.” You motioned to her.
“Mother said that father might just reward one of them with the opportunity as King.”
You choked on your wine. “What?”
She nodded her head. “For my hand, they would be crowned King.” Your ears started to ring at her words.
“For… your… your hand?” You asked shakily.
She smiled. “Yep. Of course you could have the other one if you so wished.”
You absentmindedly nodded your head not entirely feeling all up to the party. Your first chance in years to see them, talk to them, be with them and it was taken from you. You stood up. “Excuse me, I’ve got to go out and check on our brother. He must be so bored.” You smiled and quickly made your way away from the main table. Red eyes watched you as you left.
You quickly made your way out of the hall into the cool night air. You dropped your shoulders and went into the direction of the woods. Your head down as you tried regaining your barings. She must have known your fathers plans all along. Which was probably why she told you to forget about them. You couldn’t have both. That’s selfish.
Or was it?
You didn’t mind being selfish.
You found yourself at the river, your meeting spot when you were kids. The night seemed identical to it was the last time you saw them. Bright big moon in the sky with the heavens twinkling and winking at you. The river was calm near you and the wind was only just strong enough to move the cape you wore.
This was a place where you could feel safe. Almost as if they were standing right next to you.
You heard a snap of a twig that made you immediately look back. Your heart raced in fear as you looked behind you. Your eyes dashed around the area looking for what the sound was. You moved backward in fear. Your back bumped into what you thought was a tree.
“No hello, princess ?” You turned around immediately and your eyes widened in shock. You knew who it was from the way he said your title. Standing in front of you, arms crossed over his chest was Bakugou. The moonlight lit his blond hair in a sort of luminescent glow as he stared down at you with red eyes that seemed to stare into your soul.
“ Katsuki .” You whispered his name like it was something you never thought you would say again.
You took a step backwards and your back hit something again. “Years away from you and you haven’t even given us some of your attention. Do you not know how much we missed you, princess?” You turned around and you saw him. Kirishima. His tall stance is almost menacing in the dark, even with the moonlight falling on him. Eyes dark like a predator in the night as he looked down at you.
You gulped. “ Eijiro .” You whispered.
This was nothing like it was when you were younger. For one thing, this wasn’t the same Kirishima you knew when you were younger. He used to be so timid, keeping himself closed within himself most of the time. He was doubtful. This man in front of you seemed to radiate confidence and strength. A real Jarl.
“That’s not true, Eij.” Bakugou stated. “You should have seen the way she was staring at my chest. Perverted little princess.” Bakugou snarked with a grin on his face.
Kirishima laughed. “I don’t blame her Katsuki, but you’re right. She was staring at my arms like they were meat on a silver platter.” He too snarked.
The two of them started circling you. For a moment you wondered what was going on. Why were they saying such things? Why were they circling you? Why did your legs feel weak and your abdomen felt tied in knots?
Then it hit you.
They were playing a game with you. A game they loved to play after the first day they met you. Wolves and doe. Wolves circle their target, their prey- the doe- and the doe has to get away from them. You were always a doe. They were always wolves. Back when you were younger it seemed easier since you were always a bit taller than them and could get away faster and probably climb a tree away from them. Now? Now you felt more like your fate was already sealed to the butchers than you having a chance.
But the thrill. The thrill you yearned with them overtook your judgement. The hunter and the prey.
The wolves and the doe.
They saw the recognition in your eyes and their grins grew. You bit your bottom lip as you looked between the two of them. Kirishima’s eyes raked over your body with desire. Hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. “Look at her, Katsuki. Doesn’t she look just delicious?'' He asked as he licked over the edges of his sharp teeth, his clear want for you making your heart beat out of your chest.
Bakugou chuckled. “Indeed. Looks like a pretty doe for the fuckin taking.” Once he was behind you, his fingers dragged across the nape of your neck making you shiver. “I wonder how she tastes.” He growled close to your ear.
That’s when you ran. You pushed your legs as hard as you could away from them, away from the village and deeper into the woods. You heard their loud and amused laughter from behind you, but you couldn’t hear them following you. Your heart was beating out of your chest and you almost felt it hard to breathe.
You kept running, swerving between trees trying to put as much distance between them and you as possible. A glimmer of hope flickered within you. Maybe you could win.
Then you heard it. Loud laughter. “Was she always this fucking slow, Eijiro?” To your left, running just a few trees away from you was Bakugou. He’s lean body moving agily between the trees and over fallen logs. He was keeping up with you as if it was child’s play.
“Nah!” To your right was Kirishima. Even with his huge size, he seemed to navigate the trees better than you ever could and you lived in the area. “I don’t think she’s even trying to get away.”
Suddenly just like that, they were gone. You couldn’t see them in the darkness of the woods or the light of the moon. You slowed down and looked around wondering where they had both disappeared to. Your eyebrows furrowed in worry.
“Katsuki? Eijiro?” You let out scared.
Two arms wrapped around you. You let out a small scream as you were being held by the waist. You heard Bakugou’s rare laughter. Loud and obstreperous laughter. “ Katsuki! Eijiro! Where did you go? ” He mocked you, making you laugh. He held you up making you giggle and laugh louder. His big strong arms always made you feel safe despite the game you all just participated in.
Suddenly you were both pushed back by a huge force. You landed on Katsuki’s chest, with your back against him. Caging the both of you between the ground and his large frame was Kirishima with a grin on his face. The three of you all laughed at the situation, you between the two men. It reminded you of the good days when you used to let them win and you would end up in a similar position with all three of you on the floor laughing.
You calmed down as you looked up at the redhead. You admired his handsome features. A satisfied smirk on his face at getting to you. He leaned closer down to you. “Got you, doe.” He said condescendingly. Your heart was beating loudly with how close he was to you.
“Yah… you got me.” You affirmed, your eyes strayed to his lips. Bakugou pushed you forward, making you kiss the redhead.
Kirishima placed his knee between you and the blond’s spread legs, applying pressure to you both. Both you and Bakugou groaned. You leaned deeper into the kiss as he easily won for dominance. His kiss had a burst of passion and need for you. It was as if he was sucking the energy out of you, leaving you breathless.
The moment his lips left yours, and air could return to your lungs, Bakugou had tilted your head back towards him and had taken your lips for himself. He kissed you deeply too. His touch was explosive and filled to the brim with desire. His grasp on your hips tightened as he held you. You hummed as you arched your back slightly, pressing harder against him, making him grunt.
Your eyes were closed even after separating from him. “Gods, I missed the both of you.” You whispered.
“And we missed you.” Kirishima placed his hand on your cheek.
“I… I had thought the two of you had…” You couldn’t let it out. Your own insecurities suffocating you.
Bakugou raised an eyebrow. “What? You thought we would just live on without you?” He asked. “Yah fuck no.” He shook his head. “Your ours, doe. We promised you, didn’t we?”
“I know. I know.” You looked away from the both of them. “My father wants one of you to marry my sister, doesn’t he?” You asked.
Kirishima let out a heavy breath. With that he got off the two of you, and pulled Bakugou up, automatically sitting you in his lap in the process. “He does.” He answered your question, making you shrink back more.
Bakugou had his hands down on the ground to steady himself as you leaned against him. “I wouldn’t blame you guys.” You stated. “One of you would be king and the other a Jarl. It would be the dream for you guys. I would support the two of you, even with my sister as your Queen.”
Bakugou scoffed. “We couldn’t give two shits about her.” Bakugou growled in anger as he looked off to the side. “But… we do care about you.” He told you, his voice softer than normal. With one of his hands he took yours securely. His calloused warm hands gave you comfort.
Kirishima placed a large hand on your cheek. He offered you a soft smile. The smile that would comfort you in your dreams. “We would deny Valhalla to be with you.” He told you honestly. You closed your eyes as emotions bursted into your heart at the declaration. “I would rather let Thor strike me down with his hammer, lightning in tow, than to love another that isn’t you and Katsuki.”
You smiled and placed your smaller hand over Kirishima's. You nodded your head. That reminded you of something. You chuckled and a small smirk went to your lips. You turned back to look up at Bakugou. “I heard you two were lovers? Is it true?”
Bakugou chuckled. His hold on your hand tightened slightly. He bent down closer to your ear. “It’s whatever you make of it.” He told you with a smirk of his own. That made a desire to know exactly what he was meaning burst from you. “What I do have to say though, is that you have never seen a cock like the one between his legs that’s for sure.” Bakugou shot you a wink as your cheeks warmed instantly at his vulgar words. Kirishima shot him a glare which Bakugou chose to ignore. “You should see him when he is straight off the battlefield, princess. When he’s covered in blood, veins bulging and looking like a fucking god. I’m tellin’ you, nothing sexier.”
“Can you shut up, Katsuki?” Kirishima asked annoyed.
Bakugou stuck his tongue out childishly making you laugh. “Make m-”
He was quickly shut up with a kiss from Kirishima. It was forceful but held the same passion and love as always. Kirishima’s hand snaked up to your thigh and gripped it roughly making you release a held in breath. Something about what the blond was saying, made you know he wasn’t lying about anything. Kirishima playfully bit on the blond’s lower lip. The blond held a smirk of his own at Kirishima’s actions. Kirishima moved back and shook his head with a deep chuckle. “You are such a brat.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes. “You sound like my mother.”
“Well, your mother isn’t wrong, Katsuki.” You told him, making Kirishima laugh. Bakugou playfully growled at you next to your ear. He bit lightly on the top of your ear making you laugh. “We should head back before people get even more suspicious than they no doubt are already.” You let out with a sigh.
“Or we can just kidnap you.” Before you could respond, you were suddenly off the ground. You squealed as you were thrown over Kirishima’s shoulders. “Make you our chieftess and live the rest of our lives with you by our side and warming our bed. Right Katsuki?” Kirishima held you by your thighs as he stood up onto his feet not bothered by your weight at all. He turned to look at the blond who had gotten up beside him.
Bakugou placed his hands behind his head. “Couldn’t have said it better myself, Red.”
“You guys can’t just kidnap me.” You defended yourself. “What about-” You let out a gasp as a slap went to your ass. You arched your back in surprise at the stinging feeling.
“Oi! Stop spewing shit and just say yes. You already said you would be the best wife ever, so do that.” Bakugou reprimanded you.
Your face felt hot. You looked away. “But-”
Kirishima now slapped your thigh making you tense again, pushing them closer together. “Don’t worry princess.”
“Just focus on Eijiro’s ass and life will be a much better place.” Bakugou bent back to look at you. That’s when you noticed at the perfect view you got of said ass.
Holding you with one arm, Kirishima slapped Bakugou on the behind making him yelp. “The two of you are going to be the death of me.”
“What an honourable way to die.” You and Bakugou stated together.
-Glitch1d
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My useless womb is being real loud with that baby fever bull so I’m probably pmsing again
Anyways, I really like the idea of Alpha Viking chieftain Bakugou who’s mate lives in the trees.
The mountain they call home is nearly impenetrable to those unfamiliar with the terrain but even so they build their homes hidden in the trees to camouflage their whereabouts, making their village below appear abandoned to those who try to invade.
It’s in these treehouses his mate preforms her duties as a healer and valued teacher for the young pups. Who better to teach them but the Omega strong enough to leave village grounds to adventure with the at the time young prince and only settled when he had given her their first pup?
Though she often gets distracted when he returns home from a hunt, but it’s only natural she’d want their home comfortable for his return. Even more natural to take advantage of their pups being off with their play mates and wind up “blessing” the luxurious new furs he’s brought her for her nest.
Looks like they’ll be welcoming a fifth to the family soon
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Hey. Can you whip up a bit of smut with Viking Katsuki with dry humping? 😏
KVITRAVN - MHA VIKING AU
Bakugo had been away for a considerable duration. He, along with other warriors under earl Toshinori, embarked on another raid against a northern clan. Upon their triumphant return, Katsuki finally found a moment to spend with you.
Upon Katsuki's return, he swiftly discarded the thick fur from his shoulders and settled into a wooden chair by the fireplace to thaw.
You approached, offering him a cup of mead. "I'm thrilled you're back home."
Katsuki casually pulled you to perch on his knee — an ordinary occurrence between the two of you, a preference he delighted in.
As you settled on Katsuki's right knee while he sipped his mead, you immediately sensed the friction against your yearning core from his thick, woolen-covered thigh.
Unaware of the pleasure he unintentionally induced, Bakugo absentmindedly bounced his knee, while you subtly shifted to find the perfect position. Your attempts to align your clit with his thigh went unnoticed until your hips started rocking — initially gentle, then gradually intensifying.
Bakugo, facing away from you and watching people outside the window, remained unaware until he paused, observing your actions.
You got lost in the moment, emitting breathy moans until his rough hands anchored on your waist, bringing you back to reality. "Oi! Don't stop, little raven," he encouraged. His hands guided you, amplifying the rhythm as you ground against his thigh. With a gentle nudge, he instructed you to turn around.
Shy yet compliant, you removed your panties and picked the hems of your long dress, cheeks flushed and eyes avoiding his gaze. Returning to his knee, his calloused hands secured your hips, guiding you back into the intense grind.
"Look at you," he murmured in a darkened tone. "So eager to get off, tsch!"
You met his gaze, biting your lip.
He was visibly aroused, straining against his trousers. As you gained confidence, your hands on his broad chest, you rocked harder and faster, moans escalating, and you didn't care who could hear you.
Bakugo savored every detail — your hair, the grip of your hands, your pleasured moans, the pearls of sweat formed on your temples.
As your rocking grew wild, Katsuki lost control. His fingers dug into the flesh of your hips, matching your fervor, guiding you back and forth. "Cum for me, little raven," he urged, relishing your tremors on his thigh.
You screamed his name and rested your forhead against the crook of his neck.
Post-orgasm, he held you close, reveling in the aftermath. "So hot," he admitted, adjusting your position to straddle him. He encouraged you to rub against his dick, creating a visible bulge within his trousers. Observing a wet stain on his pants, he teased your lack of control. "Oi, little raven, you couldn't contain yourself from cumming already, huh? Quite the naughty one, aren't you?"
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Little Princess
Part: 1
TW: Violence, Torture, Non-con Elements, Kidnapping
You were perched on your favorite cliff watching the sunrise over the sea. It was a foggy morning, sort of eerie. You had a feeling something amazing was going to happen today.
You didn’t know how wrong you were.
You lived on a small island, as the chiefs daughter you would have to marry someone from your village so his position could be inherited. Your mother and father had tried but after you they couldn’t have anymore children, much less the boy your father wanted so badly. You’ve sat through countless lectures about how it’s your duty to marry a strong man so he could lead your people.
Why couldn’t you lead them? Most of your time was spent watching your father. You knew the ins and outs of how he worked. You could be chief with your eyes closed, but no one would honor a woman as such. Your village was the only inhabitant of the island you settled on. The men didn’t have a lot of experience in fighting and defense. They mostly hunted, fished and tended to the crops so your people wouldn’t starve through the winter. So when you heard the battle horns sound you knew today would be anything but amazing.
You ran as fast as your legs would take you. You were on the far side of the island trying to make it back home. Your body was aching but you couldn’t stop, you had to go help.
You reached your village and stopped in your tracks.
Fire consumed the huts. Kids were screaming at the sight of their parents lying lifeless on the ground. It smelled of death and despair. You balled your fist, tears welled up in your eyes.
Who could do this? Why?
Your question was answered when you saw them walk from your house. It was the only one still standing. There were two men, a blonde and a red head. They were covered in blood and soot. The blood of your people. They did this, they killed your tribe and they were gonna pay.
You waited until the bigger one had left, leaving the blonde alone. You clutched your knife to your chest. Your breathing evened out and you took stance ready to attack. You peeked out from behind the tree you were using as cover. He was gone? You didn’t hear him leave, how did he vanish?
You made sure the coast was clear as you emerged from your hiding spot. You felt your heart break as you walked inside your house. Your mother laid dead at your father’s feet. Her neck was slit and her fingernails were torn out. Your father was sat at his throne. His fingers were cut and his body was littered with wounds.
They tortured them. What kind of monsters were they? You dropped to your knees and held your mothers lifeless body in your arms.
“Mama, i-i’m so sorry” you sobbed as you hugged her. “I should’ve been here, I could’ve... I could’ve saved you” you whispered into her hair.
“Tch, wouldn’t of made a difference princess. They’d still be dead.” A voice boomed behind you. You jumped up pulling out your knife. Turning around you saw vermillion eyes scanning your figure. It was the blonde from earlier.
“Who did this? Your chief?” The blonde just chuckled. You had enough, him being here was enough to sign his fate. You charged at the man pinning him to the ground. You caught him off guard. Even as you held your knife to his neck his smirk never left. He was mocking you. He didn’t think you would kill him.
“What’s so funny?” you spat gripping your blade tighter. “Nothing. Just thinking about what you said” he replied calmly. Confusion graced your features. What was he talking about? “If you were here we might’ve spared your family and your shitty ass village” he continued. “We’re here for you” Your face went blank at the realization. They tortured your parents when they wouldn’t tell where you were. You dropped your knife as you got off the man. You fell to your knees sobbing. You didn’t fight when you felt your hands being tied together. “Found you princess” the blonde whispered before throwing you over his shoulder.
The blonde struck a match and flicked it into your house. Flames engulfed it in minutes. You could only watch as your home was destroyed. The man brought you onboard their ship and dropped you on a bench. “Move and i’ll break your legs” he threatened walking off to talk to the red head he was with earlier. You couldn’t move if you wanted to. Even if you could where would you go? You had no one and nothing left. They took everything from you and you couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
You watched the shore disappear into the horizon. All that destruction, all that death, and for what? One meaningless life. Your head shot up when you heard someone say ‘chief’. It was the redhead... The blonde was their chief- he did this and you let him live. You wouldn’t make that mistake again.
You tried to break out of your binds using the corner of the wooden bench you were placed on. The rope had almost snapped when you heard footsteps approaching you. You quickly moved your hands back to your lap hiding the frayed part. The blonde sat next to you, watching as your eyes fixed on the ocean again.
A green haired man with freckles and scars came to talk to ‘Bakugou’ before his attention strayed to you. “Ah you must be Y/N” he said cheerfully. “I’m so glad Kacchan found you” You stared at the man blankly.
Who is Kacchan?
“Oh I doubt he introduced himself, this is our chief. You’ve probably heard others refer to him as Bakugo but I call him Kacchan” he stated motioning to the blonde next to you.
“You’ll call me Katsuki” he said pulling your arms towards him to check your ropes. “Don’t touch me” you hissed trying to get out of his grip. He chuckled darkly before you heard the ‘crack’ of your wrist breaking. You let out a pained cry and gave in as he retied your arms.
“Whatever’s going on in that dumb little head of yours princess, I suggest you reconsider. Anything you try will fail and I have no problem punishing you. Fighting me only hurts yourself.” he said cockily.
Oh how you wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.
“Fuck you” you growled. You turned your back to him choosing to watch his comrades. These men walking around happily completely disregarding how they slaughtered an entire village of innocent people.
Disgusting.
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Divine (Older!Viking!Katsuki Bakugo x F!Reader)
Pairing: Older!Viking!Katsuki Bakugo x F!Reader
Category: Smut (18+)
Warnings: Nipple/Breast Play, Begging, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Vaginal Fingering, Male Masturbation, Semi-Unprotected Sex, Katsuki’s a Bit of a Meanie (Surprise Surprise)
Word Count: 3k+
Summary: Your lover, Katsuki, tries to help you perfect your ax-throwing skills. When he continues to correct your posture and stance, you’re determined to get under his skin…not realizing just what you’re getting yourself into.
A/N: As requested by @notthatfanfictionwriter ! Katsuki is 20 while the reader is 19. (I know Katsuki isn’t a Norse name, but I wasn’t sure what to call him otherwise). I hope you enjoy!
MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI
“No no no!” Katsuki yelled. You blinked as you turned back to the sandy-blonde man as he pinched the bridge of his bruised nose. The ax you had just thrown was lodged into a tree rather than your intended target.
“What did I do wrong this time?” you droned. Katuski rolled his crimson eyes before he strode towards you. Your throat tightened when his calloused hands caressed the undersides of your arms.
“Your posture and stance are completely off,” he grunted. As your lover adjusted your arms, his fingertips graced over your sleeves. You shivered as goosebumps broke out along your skin.
“The hell was that?” he asked with a raised brow.
“Nothing, just a little chilly,” you waved, trying to hide the blush on your cheeks. He narrowed his eyes for a moment before sighing. His hips suddenly brushed against yours for a moment and you gasped. Both of you seemed to tense when one of his hands fell to the small of your back. Your eyes flicked up to see his cheeks were dusted a light pink. Katuski met your gaze, holding it for a few seconds before coughing into his hand.
“There, now you’re perfect,” he said with a firm nod.
“I’m perfect?” you asked with a quirked brow. You tried to dismiss the heat that filled your cheeks and reached to the tips of your ears. Katsuki’s eyes widened ever so slightly, his stern expression dropping for a moment.
“I meant your posture!” the man huffed as he crossed his arms and looked away. You chuckled as his face grew more red, his mouth curving into a scowl. “Just throw the damn ax. I don’t want to miss nattmal*,” Katuski demanded, though his voice noticeably cracked towards the end.
“Of course, my liege,” you said with a small bow and a smirk. You heard his jaw click, though he remained silent as you fetched your ax from the tree. You ripped it out, splinters flying across the forest floor as you held it in your hand. You walked back into position before an idea popped into your head. You slid your foot out slightly and twisted your back into an odd position. You instantly felt Katsuki behind you as his hands fell to your waist.
“Didn’t I just show you how to properly stand? Are you really that forgetful?” his husky voice growled as he squeezed your hips. You could feel the heat radiating off of his entire being, his chapped lips barely ghosting over the shell of your ear.
“Maybe I am,” you reply. Katsuki narrowed his eyes, though the rest of his expression seemed to remain unchanged as his hands slid across your body. Goosebumps broke out in the wake of his touch, his palms lingering on your form for much longer than last time. Katuski grunted in approval of his own work before he stepped back.
“Alright. Go on,” he said. You nodded before breathing out as you swung the ax forward. Your face lit up when you watched it lodge into the side of the target. You smiled widely and turned around. Katsuki’s face softened a little as he kept his arms crossed. He gave a small, silent nod and your smile grew all the more.
“Better. Now, try again,” he said. You nodded and fetched your ax again. Your lips curved into a devious grin as you made another mistake in your stance. The cycle repeated again and again, each time Katsuki’s large palms running across your body more slowly and methodically. You shivered when his hands came lower and lower, just grazing over the top of your ass.
It wasn’t until you tried to dislodge your ax from a target for the nth time that you were suddenly pinned against it. The man’s eyes were raging like a wildfire, his chest heaving as his arms were placed on both sides of your head.
“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?” Katsuki rumbled. You tilted your head and hummed.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you blinked. His face grew beet red as he bared his teeth like a hungry wolf. Just when you thought he’d snap at you, he pressed his body against yours. You gasped when you felt something hard poke at the inside of your thigh.
“This is your fault, you know,” he murmured lowly, his voice raspy with lust. You shuddered as his hot breath fanned over your pulse, his hips pressed snugly against yours. “You minx,” Katsuki groaned. “You just can’t get enough of my touch, huh?” he rumbled as he gently bucked his hips forward, driving his clothed erection against the plush of your thigh. You flung your hands forward and grabbed his broad shoulders as he grinded against you.
“K-Katsuki, someone could see us,” you whispered loudly as both panic and arousal coursed through you. His dark chuckle sent chills down your spine that went straight to your dripping snatch. His hands came down to your hips as he nipped the shell of your ear.
“Where’s that bold woman from earlier, hm?” Katsuki teased. You parted your lips as he bit down on your earlobe, one of his hands now lingering over your lower stomach. You suddenly leaned up and gently bit his bottom lip, earning you a small gasp that turned into a chuckle.
“There she is,” he purred. You squeaked when he squeezed your asscheeks, molding them into the shape of his rough palms. His stomach growled and he groaned at his own body. However, his unamused expression quickly phased into a smirk.
“Come on, sweet thing. It’s almost time to eat,” Katsuki said as he took your hand.
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The sun was low in the sky as the two of you made your way to his wooden home. The fire at the center of the structure crackled as the two of you stepped inside. Katsuki slammed the door shut with his boot before smirking at you, the dim fire highlighting his hardened features. You had no time to prepare as he suddenly picked you up bridal style and walked past the pot that held the stew you made earlier. You tilted your head in confusion.
“I thought you said you were hungry?” you asked. A low rumble came from your lover’s chest as he suddenly dropped you down on to the bed. The scent of spices wafted into your nose as Katsuki lowered himself to rest his hips on yours.
“I am,” he answered bluntly before smashing his lips against yours. Your breath ceased for a moment as you parted your legs. His muscular arms tensed as a small grunt escaped from his lips. You moaned as you felt his thick, wet tongue explore every single inch of your mouth.
“Fuck, your lips taste so sweet,” he groaned before diving back down, his time plunging and licking his tongue around yours. A bolt of arousal struck through you as he ground his hot erection against your clothed pussy, his muscles tensing each time he lifted himself forward. After he nearly took your breath away, Katsuki detached from your lips, a thick string of spit connecting your mouths. “But I bet your cunt tastes even better,” Katsuki grinned as his hands rubbed your waist. Your entire face flushed at his lewd words.
“K-Katsuki,” you stammered as your clit throbbed against your undergarment. He groaned and licked his lips as his hands bunched up your dress, raising it over your hips. You shivered as his calloused fingertips played with the hem of your undergarments.
“Can’t wait to have my meal…feeling that sweet clit of yours against my tongue, tasting the juicy nectar that drips out of your tight little hole,” he said with a raspy whisper. You swallowed thickly, your words failing to leave your tight throat. Katsuki chuckled as he pulled your undergarments down your legs.
“You want to that? Want me to eat your tasty cunt like a Yule feast?” he murmured, his voice burning you a thousand times more than it would now that it’s unusually quiet. You nodded, your chest feeling like it was ready to burst.
“Fuck, please,” you breathed irregularly as your heart skipped a beat. Katsuki pecked your lips as his hands stroked the top of your thighs.
“Such an eager little minx,” he growled. You gasped when he tore the rest of your clothes off and tossed them across the room. You wriggled beneath him, your body on full display for his hungry eyes. His teeth scraped down your neck as he grinded his clothed dick against your wet folds. You panted as he sucked and bit down your neck and across your clavicle.
His pupils grew at the sight of bite marks and hickeys that blossomed across your skin. You moaned as he teased your pussy with each slow thrust of his hips. His cock felt so hard you could’ve sworn it was about to spring free from his pants.
“Can’t wait to feel these soft tits in my mouth,” Katsuki breathed. Your heart skipped as beat as he sloppily kissed down the valley of your breasts. You moaned as his hands came up and pinched your hardened nipples. He tweaked them between the rough pads of his fingers as his teeth raked across the mounds of your breasts.
Katsuki suddenly released his hand from one of your tits, only to pucker his lips around the bud. Your lover grunted as he licked and sucked over your wet nipple, rolling over it with his warm tongue. Your breath hitched as he switched over to the other one and eagerly swallowed your sensitive areola into his hot mouth. A whine escaped from your lips as he sharply tugged on your nipple with his teeth.
“K-Katsuki, please,” you begged. You saw the spark light in his crimson eyes. You’ve just scratched an itch, and now he wants more.
“You’re going to have to be specific, sweetheart,” he purred before taking your bud back into his mouth. You knew it was a rhetorical statement with that unbearable smirk on his face. You took a deep breath.
“Please Katsuki…I want your tongue spreading my pussy lips apart! I want your lips wrapped around my clit until it swells…need your whole mouth to devour my cunt until I squirt all over your face!” you yelped in a high-pitched whine. Your breast fell from Katsuki’s parted lips as he stared you down with wide eyes. A few seconds passed before your lover cleared his throat.
“Well, when you put it that way…” he quickly regained his composure and licked his lips. Goosebumps rose up as he trailed his lips down your torso, leaving kisses and bite marks along your exposed skin. He paused when he reached just above your mound and locked eyes with you.
“You sure you want this?” Katsuki asked with a shit-eating grin. You nodded and raised your hips, your clit just bumping into the bottom of his chin.
“Please please please eat my pussy Katsuki!” you begged incessantly as a sweltering heat boiled inside of your aching core. He smirked as he pressed a light kiss just above your bundle of nerves. His hands slid down to yank your thighs apart, squeezing them as he rolled his tongue over your sensitive clit.
“Ah!” you cried as sparks of pleasure shot through your heat. Your hands flew to grip at his ash-blond locks as he puckered his pink lips around your bud. Each flick and stroke of his tongue sent ripples of arousal through your lower body. It wasn’t long before he suddenly started to lick bold stripes along your entire cunt. The rough pads of Katsuki’s palms held your thighs apart as he greedily lapped at your juicy slit. You moaned as he suddenly swallowed his whole mouth over your aching pussy, slurping up your arousal and moaning as it dripped to the back of his throat.
“You taste so divine,” he groaned before licking his slick-covered lips. Your hips bucked forward as he eagerly dived back down between your legs. The sounds of deep rumbles and groans from his throat as he savored his meal made you shiver in his hold. The tip of his nose bumped against your puffy bundle of nerves while his tongue prodded at your entrance. He continued to let his wet muscle dance around your hole before you groaned in frustration. Looking into your eyes deeply, he slowly slipped the muscle inside, stretching out your walls ever so slightly before slipping it back out.
“Love how this greedy pussy hugs my tongue,” he moans before continuing to tease your hole with his thick muscle by shallowly pumping it inside your eager cunt. Your fingers dug into his hair as his thumb came up to press on your clit.
“Yes!” you panted while he continued. Katsuki grunted before suddenly curling his muscular arms around your legs. He hoisted your hips up before shoving his tongue deep inside of your gummy walls. Your moan crashed over the room as he plunged his muscle into your core, each movement causing a wet squelch to leave your gushing cunt. The sounds of breathy moans reverberated inside your tight hole as his Adam’s apple bobbed.
You noticed how he shifted forward slightly and caught sight of his other hand wrapped around his girthy cock. You keened at the fact that he was pleasuring himself while eating you out. He circled your clit even faster as he enveloped his whole mouth over your labia, sucking on them while his tongue kept thrusting inside your walls.
“Katsuki,” you mewled as he deeply inhaled your heady scent. Your entire body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he popped his mouth off of your cunt. He panted before eagerly tracing his tongue along your slit again. His nose kept bumping into your clit as he lowered your hips back onto the mattress. This position gave him the chance to slip a few of his fingers inside of you. Your eyes rolled back as he stretched you wide open with his thick digits.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you panted as he eagerly thrusted his fingers inside of your hole.
“That’s right, sweetheart, keep tellin’ me how good I’m making you feel,” he snarled as he curled his fingers against your sensitive spot. You yelped when he slightly pinched your clit with his teeth before he smoothed over it with the flat of his tongue.
“Y-You make me feel so good, Katsuki!” you moaned as you tugged his ash-blond hair. Your lover groaned, his voice sending vibrations down to the very pit of your core. You could feel your walls grow tighter around his fingers as he lapped from the top of your entrance all the way up to your needy clit.
“Please!” you cried in pleasure. Katsuki tilted his head and slowed his movements.
“Please what, princess?” he rumbled with a smirk. You whined as your legs shook around his head. You swallowed thickly as you balanced on the edge of your orgasm.
“Please…make me cum, Katsuki,” you begged. Katsuki chuckled before suddenly thrusting his fingers into you wildly, his mouth sharply sucking on your clit. Your breathing grew more ragged as your lower muscles twisted into a tight knot. You felt your heartbeat pounding inside your head as your eyes widened.
“Katsuki!” you cried as your hips snapped forward. Your entire body trembled as your high crashed over you like a tidal wave. Katsuki’s bright, scarlett eyes rolled back into his head as he greedily slurped up your juices with a deep groan. Your walls contracted around his fingers as hot tears of bliss rolled down your cheeks. Katsuki suckled on your folds a few more times before giving your clit a passionate, sloppy kiss. You blushed when you saw how soaked the bottom half of his face was as he pulled back. Katsuki continued to stare you down as he shifted above you and slipped his soaked fingers into his mouth.
You released a shaky moan as you watched him lick his fingers clean while he bucked his hips into his other hand. He sighed with satisfaction before his digits popped out of his mouth.
“You look so good like this: all fucked out just from my tongue and fingers,” he grunted as the muscles in his thighs visibly tightened. Katsuki panted as he continued to rapidly fist his cherry red cock. He balanced himself on the wall with his other hand as he slotted his thighs over yours. His mouth snapped open in a quiet groan as he let his cock fall on top of your soaked cunt.
You moaned softly as he coated your pussy with long ropes of his thick, warm seed. Sweat rolled off of Katsuki’s body as he caught his breath. He gazed deeply into your eyes before sliding down and capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. The taste of you was peculiar, yet also sweet. Katsuki shuddered before pulling back and falling down beside you.
“Fuck,” was all he muttered. You chuckled and turned to face him. His chiseled chest rose and fell as his eyes locked with yours.
“I love you, Katsuki,” you murmured. His face flushed with a bright crimson as his eyes widened. You sighed as you cupped his face in your hands, your body shining with afterglow. You pecked his lips as he slung an arm across your back, pulling you against him protectively.
“Love you, too,” Katsuki mumbled. Your smile grew and you kissed him again. Despite his scowl and grumbling, you could still see his affection glowing in his bright red eyes. You sighed happily as he pulled a blanket over the two of you. “Let’s get some rest. I want to have enough energy to enjoy my breakfast tomorrow,” he smirked against your neck as his hand traced along your lower back.
You shivered at his touch, causing him to release a hearty chuckle. You felt him kiss your forehead as your eyelids began to droop, his warm body pressed snugly against yours. Soon, the two of you were huddled together before you quickly fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
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Thank you for reading! ❤️
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My NSFW for @invictuskrbkzine!
Lead (I Will Follow)
(on ao3)
The worst scar was on his side, just under his ribcage, and Kirishima traced it now with a gentleness that never failed to stutter Bakugou’s heart.
“The day you got this was the worst day of my life,” Kirishima said softly, coaxing Bakugou higher up on his chest so he could lean up and kiss over the marred skin.
“Death did not claim me that day. When we go, we will be together. No force on this earth may separate us.”
"A dragon does not part with his treasure,” he agreed, referring to his forsaken moniker that was sweeping the land, the Red Dragon of Yuuei. An unbreakable steed for the leader of the Yuuei tribe, the Untamed Berserker Bakugou Katsuki.
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Fantasy AU BakuDeku
AO3 Fanfic Recommendations
Disclaimers!
Art is not mine! Credit to @novaneondream
None of the stories linked below are mine.
Some contain mature content so please read tags on AO3.
Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!
Playing with Flowers by SilentJo
Summary: “What is all of this? Are you a grown man playing with flowers?” Barbarian Prince Katsuki had asked after the herbalist Deku bumped into him and scattered his plants and herbs to the ground. Deku's fiery response draws Katsuki's interest, enough to initiate the courtship ritual known well in his country, Kamino. But Deku has no idea why he keeps getting head-pats from Katsuki.
One Shot | SFW
How to Train Your Useless Dragon by Mikacrispy
Summary: Bakugou Katsuki needs to kill a dragon to take its teeth and become a warrior of his tribe.
But, what? Why the fuck doesn't this dragon have teeth?
— — —
Written from the promp "What if Izuku was the dragon?"
Shamelessly How to Train Your Dragon inspired.
Complete | 30 Chapters | SFW
Forever, right Kacchan? by Anonymous
Summary: Katsuki met Izuku when they were 3 years old, and he knew he wanted to keep the green haired boy by his side forever. They were each other's first friend, so it was only natural the blond wanted to keep that bond for the rest of his life. Katsuki and Izuku learn what "forever" really means to them as they grow up.
Complete | 19 Chapters
Rated - Mature
The Other Side of the Door by Dontmindme9
Summary: Izuku becomes Prince Shouto's personal servant. Because Izuku has to follow him around every day, they get really close. When Izuku gets lost while on an errand, Shouto does everything he can to find him again. Meanwhile, Izuku is saved by a wild Bakugou. Inside the angry teen, Izuku see's a side of Bakugou that no one has taken the time to see. Both take a liking to the innocent green haired boy, and refuse to give him up.
Complete | 52 Chapters | SFW
The dragon @silverynight
Summary: Now, this golden dragon with red eyes could actually kill him, besides, he's already pissed because he's hurt, someone stabbed one of his elbows and he's bleeding a little. The sword is still stuck in his skin.
"Hello..." Izuku takes a couple of steps closer, knowing Iida (one of prince Todoroki's knights) would probably tell him not to get himself into trouble. It's a good thing he's not there.
The dragon growls, as a warning, but he doesn't use his fire against Izuku so he takes it as a good sign.
Complete | 2 Chapters | SFW
Show me your thorns, love by princejaelofbabylon
Summary: “You'll regret this,” Katsuki warns weakly. “I don't know how to… I've never been in a relationship with anyone before." He bows his head. "I might hurt you, even without meaning to.”
Deku scoffs, pulling back slightly. "You underestimate me, sir." Scarred hands cup his face, and when Katsuki looks up, he sees a fierceness in those green eyes, burning bright with a determination that takes his breath away.
“Tell me, Kacchan—do I strike you as someone afraid to bleed?”
— — —
Or, a sweet little story about a retired grumpy warrior who doesn't think he's worthy of love, and the kind witch who proves him wrong.
Complete | 2 Chapters | Implied Smut
Chosen by Phayte
Summary: Barbarian Alpha Bakugou must pick his future Omega from the neighboring Kingdom-- Midoriya.
Complete | 93 Chapters
NSFW | OmegaVerse
The Chosen of the Dragonborn by s_the_queen
Summary: "Katsuki."
"That's right!"
"Blonde, angry, loud. Violent. That Katsuki."
"Uh...yep! That's the one!"
"Is courting me?"
"Mhm!"
"I'm pretty sure the last time he saw me he said that he was 'glad to be rid of my stupid fucking freckled face,'" Izuku intoned dryly.
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Four years ago, Izuku spent twelve days healing Katsuki after discovering him in the woods. When they parted ways, he never thought he'd hear from Katsuki again.
When Mina, one of the warrior fae of Musutafu, shows up on his doorstep—he realizes how insanely wrong he was.
Complete | 2 Chapters | SFW
One Snowy Night by silentsongbird
Summary: On the night of Christmas Eve, chubby elf Izuku Midoriya is walking home during the beginning of a blizzard. On his journey to the warmth and safety of his cottage, he runs into an injured Krampus. Unable to resist helping the beast, Izuku invites him into his home to tend to his wounds. The two end up snowed in and the poor little elf ends up trapped with the beast who just wants to show his thanks.
One Shot | NSFW
if the stars align, then for us they were meant by RunawayDeviant
Summary: Katsuki and Eijirou crash land in a forest to the south of their homeland. Injured and stranded, they befriend a local nature spirit, who is much more than he first appears to be.
Complete | 6 Chapters | NSFW
Love Potion Recipe by MellowWrites
Summary: Katsuki hates dealing with customers, but this strange barbarian keeps coming around and, yeah, maybe he likes him.
{One Shot}
Rated - Explicit
You're gonna be the death of me (in a good way) by MiraChaDoodles
Summary: He looked down at himself and the fresh clothing Katsuki had changed him into before his freckled cheeks bloomed into a pretty pink. It was like the sun rising beneath the stars, and Katsuki found himself wishing he had time to count them.
But then Izuku’s posture stiffened. “Where is my clothing?”
Shit.
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Katsuki rescues an injured faery by the river and decides to keep him.
Complete | 4 Chapters | NSFW
The Littlest Things by Fantasticnic
Summary: Katsuki buys a farm where he can truly be alone but starts to notice signs of someone else around. Tiny signs.
One Shot | SFW
but the entrails are the best part! by supercrunch
Summary: The boy straightens up. He’s about half a head shorter than Katsuki, face soft and youthful and sweet. He turns to look at him properly. His dark hair shines in the dying light, basket of blooms looped over one arm and mouth quirked into a tiny half-smile. The sun hits his face and makes his eyes a bright greeny-gold, just like emeralds.
Katsuki likes emeralds.
“Pretty,” he says, reaching out and picking the stranger up around the middle. He’s surprisingly heavy, although Katsuki doesn’t mind. “I like you. Come see my nest.”
The boy hits him.
He’s stronger than he looks, turns out. Katsuki drops him and falls onto his back, pain blooming across his face. Birds sing. The sky’s a lovely shade of orange, clouds floating lazily by. The boy scarpers. He leaves his basket of flowers behind, footsteps thumping on the ground and fading away as he escapes.
The sun sets. Katsuki, lying flat on his back with a bloody nose, decides he’s just fallen in love.
One Shot | SFW
Series:Uncharted Territory by Esselle
Summary: It's Deku who decided Katsuki would be "Kacchan"; he wasn't born in the wilds, but Deku is his tribe, now. And because Deku named him, it's to him Katsuki is bound.
Katsuki has a right to him, needs to know him in every way, as intimately as possible.
Barbarian!Deku/Adventurer!Kacchan.
Two Part Series
All Was Golden In The Sky by CallMeCharles
Summary: Izuku was only ten years old when his best friend, the great Prince Katsuki, died mysteriously. With the king and queen gone, mourning the loss of their son, the kingdom falls prey to a gang of thugs. Twelve years later, everything is looking bleak when Izuku finds himself back in the castle he used to run around in as a child. A castle that is not as abandoned as he thought.
Beauty and the Beast AU
Complete | 32 Chapters
The chase by silverynight
Summary: "OI, YOU PIECE OF–" the tall barbarian with blond hair stops once his eyes meet. He doesn't look like the friendly type.
Honestly, he doesn't want to get into any trouble today, besides, fighting could make him sweat and people will realize he's actually–
"Omega," the barbarian smirks. He smells like an alpha, a very strong alpha. "Listen, I don't usually do this, but I'll be kind to you this time, show me your neck and I'll forgive you."
Complete | 3 CH | OmegaVerse
Rated - Teen & Up
Tiny Nuisance by Mikacrispy
Summary: Elf Katsuki has been going crazy with desire over the small halfling Izuku. When his control finally snaps, the little one finds out the dangers of teasing someone twice his size.
One Shot | NSFW
Into the Dragon's Lair by bkdkwritingsdump
Summary: Prince Izuku Midoriya wishes that someone will come and save him from a political marriage to a woman he can't love, but he never expected it would be a dragon, much less that the dragon would be in love with him, and that he might... maybe... sort of... return those feelings.
Complete | 5 Chapters
Rated - Teen & Up
burn, pine, perish by kindaopps
Summary: Three things dawned on Izuku, as he stared at the slick flower petals scattered over the black words of his book: he has fallen in love with his husband, his husband did not love him back, and he is going to die.
{One Shot}
Contains Mature Content
Mark Me (I Won’t Let You Out Of My Sight Again) by SashaDistan
Summary: When Barbarian King Katsuki Bakugo hears his childhood nickname called out from the group of travellers, traders, and adventurers his people have just raided in order to protect them from their own stupidity, he thinks he is dreaming.
And then he sees just how much the boy-next-door has grown up and changed, and all the thing he's felt for decades rise up inside him.
One thing is for sure, he cannot let Izuku slip through his fingers a second time.
{One Shot}
Rated - Explicit
Mine, If Only for One Night by red_sneakers
Summary: Katsuki'd give just about anything for one night on equal footing with his clumsy, ugly, good-for-nothing, idiotic, beloved nerd.
“I.. Izu.. “ he tried. His new voice was deep and rough, like a pirate who ate cigars for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. “I.. zu.. ku.” Katsuki’s chest warmed. Izuku’s name felt right resonating inside his own ribcage, as if it belonged there and nowhere else. “Izuku.” He smiled. “M-mine.”
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The one where jealous possessive pixie, Bakugou Katsuki, gives everything for one night as a human, to make Izuku his.
Complete | 3 Chapters
Rated - Explicit
To Fall in Love with a Dragon by Mikacrispy
Summary: Barbarian prince Bakugou Katsuki falls in love with a Dragon shifter.
{One Shot}
Rated - Explicit
oh, how quickly things change by SpicyJam
Summary: "… I was trying to find someone to /start/ a family with. But everyone's scared of me."
Katsuki snorts, breaking eye contact first. "You're a dragon."
"Mm…" Deku grabs his hand again, as if he's still deciding if he's allowed to touch. "… You're not scared of me, though."
Katsuki glances up. A feeling of heat pools in his belly at the smile that Deku is giving him.
"Guess not."
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Katsuki is a dragon hunter, and Deku is the dragon that claims him.
One Shot | NSFW
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*Violently slamming fists on table*
VIKING BAKUGO SINGING “DANCING AND THE DREAMING” TO HIS PARTNER. AROUND A FIRE ON THE SHORE.
“I'll swim and sail on savage seas
With never a fear of drowning
And gladly ride the waves of life
If you would marry me”
FUCKK
-adhd lyric anon
hugs💖
Might sound stupid but my brain won’t shut up about it
stop this is so fucking cute, im so soft over this
#i love him your honor#viking! bakugou#ugh i love viking au#t.answers#asks#.adhd lyric anon#i actually have a norse tattoo#fun fact about t
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my brain is fuzzy with Viking bakugou.....
#you offering yourself to the vikings as long as they grant your family a safe passage over this rough sea#and meeting bakugou who's rough around the edges. but the vikings respect their women. and now you were one of them#him teaching you how act like a proper viking. showing you their traditions. luring the strong woman out of you#maybe arranged marriage? who know oops
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Does anyone know a fic that is basically Ragnar and Athelstan relationship from Viking but bakudeku in the fantasy AU ?
Because FUCK I crave for that
#bakudeku#dekubaku#bkdk#bakugou x deku#bakugou#izuku#katsuki#midoriya#decchan#kacchan#bkdk fanfic#fantasy au#vikings au#alternative au
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Barbarian/Viking Bakugou who catches on quick that his wife hates the cold. Always places extra furs over too and stocks the fire well. Keeps you pressed to his heated skin even if you try to squirm away because you "hate him."
Who makes sure you go to bed early and rise late because you need the extra sleep in the winter, late enough that the sun has warmed the earth just enough that he can set you swaddled in warmth in a chair while he tends to his duties. He's always sure to position you by the fire and keeps the smoke from blowing into your face.
It also helps his dragon adores you, curling behind you to block the wind and radiate enough body heat the flowers would defrost and bloom if he stayed in that spot long enough.
You two may not "love" each other but Bakugou was raised to be a good husband no matter what, after all women were sacred.
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Warnings: violence, viking!Dabi, viking!Shoto, earl!All Might, viking!Hawks, viking!Natsuo, fem!reader, viking themes, viking!Bakugo, viking!Kirishima, blood and injuries, gore, childbirth, Shoto is a massive jerk
Summary: months after Touya's death, you finally convince Hawks to take you to the place where your beloved man passed away. Upon returning, overwhelmed by unbearable sorrow, you give birth prematurely, and it's clear who the father is. Little did you know, an envoy saw Shoto and brought some important news
Word count: circa 8,4k
A/N: if you'd like to be added to the taglist for this series, please let me know ♥
KVITRAVN - MHA VIKING AU • MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST
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ACT VI - THE PAST NEVER DIES
7 MONTHS LATER
Lying in bed, the white sheets felt crisp against your skin, almost blinding when you first opened your eyes. A gentle smile adorned your lips as a powerful, calloused hand reached out, delicately brushing a strand of your Y/H/C hair off your cheek. Turquoise eyes, wise and filled with affection, met yours. Touya smiled, his long fingers tracing the contours of your face.
"Do you know you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life?" he rasped, his voice carrying the remnants of a fading dream.
You nodded, recalling the numerous times he had expressed the same sentiment before.
"I mean it," Touya insisted. "I always thought Christian women were average, but you, my love, you're beyond beauty. You're a goddess. I can't take my eyes off you."
A soft smile played on your lips as you took his hand in yours, bringing it to your lips to kiss the place where scarred skin met healthy flesh.
Touya hummed, his gaze fixed on you. "I still can't comprehend why you love me. I held you captive. I ripped you out of your land. And I look like a monster."
Frowning, you moved, sitting up with a quilt pressed to your naked chest. "Stop it. You're not a monster in any way. Yes, our beginning was rough, but looking back, I am grateful you did it. There was nothing waiting for me there but an arranged marriage to some older man and a life of ordinary domesticity, taking care of kids and a homestead."
Touya grinned softly, his turquoise eyes holding a warmth that spoke of relief. "I'm happy you're not holding any grudges."
Shaking your head, you moved closer to him, laying your head against his scarred chest adorned with staples. "You're not only my lover. You're my best friend," you whispered, pressing a tender kiss to his chest.
His arm wrapped around your shoulders, fingers slowly rubbing the naked flesh, his quiet hum resonating within his chest with every breath he took. "So are you. You're the only one I trust."
Feeling his fingers lift your chin, you met his gaze before he pulled you even closer, brushing his slightly chapped lips against yours.
"Always," he whispered after breaking the kiss.
Tilting your head, you looked at him quizzically. "Hmmm?"
"I'll always love you, no matter what," he declared, his words filled with a sincerity that lingered in the air.
Leaning in to kiss him again, you felt his arm, still wrapped around you, suddenly go limp. Frowning, you looked down at him, only to find a pool of blood where Touya, your beloved man, once lay. He vanished like a fleeting mist.
Your heart pounded within your chest, a sudden fear gripped you as you called his name with all your might. "Touya! Touya!!!"
The room darkened, as if happiness had fled through the window, replaced by an ominous void. A sudden, searing pain gripped your abdomen. Clutching your stomach, you clenched your teeth, hissing as the unbearable pain washed over you. Trembling with waves of agony, you began screaming, choking on your own tears. "Touya! Save me, please!"
And then, abruptly, you woke up, gasping for air, the vivid nightmare fading into the recesses of your mind.
You looked aside, your gaze settling on Shoto sleeping peacefully by your side, one hand slipped under his head.
A scornful glare crossed your features as you pondered the man who had used you so many times, who hadn't hesitated to raise both hand and voice at you, the man who forced you to become his concubine. It baffled you that he could sleep so soundly.
How could he find peace in slumber when his hands were stained with the blood of his own father and older brother? The memories of his mistreatment of Natsuo, treating him like a discarded piece of trash on a daily basis, flashed before your eyes. You couldn't comprehend how he managed to find solace in sleep, bearing the weight of so many innocent souls on his shoulders. He had killed his own warriors, loyal to his father, without a second thought. The toll on Skjaldvargr was evident, with the population dwindling by half in the past month alone.
Shoto's apparent solution, letting cutthroats and offscourings from other settlements live among his subjects, only fueled your frustration. The ease with which he dismissed the lives lost and the suffering inflicted upon his own people left you in disbelief. As you watched him sleep, a bitter taste filled your mouth, knowing that the man beside you was responsible for a cascade of pain and death that stained the land.
With a heavy sigh, you touched your round belly, feeling the slight kick from your unborn child. "Hush, hush, my sweet child," you whispered, a tinge of sadness adorning your voice. "It's okay, we're good."
The revelation of your pregnancy had shaken your world. Torn between love for the life growing beneath your heart and a deep loathing, your emotions were a tumultuous storm. Shoto, forcing you to lay with him shortly after you lost your innocence to Touya, clouded the paternity of the child. The uncertainty haunted you, and you couldn't be sure whose blood flowed through the veins of the little one.
Praying dearly to Freya, you wished the child belonged to Dabi, not Shoto. The complexities of your emotions were woven into the fabric of each whispered prayer, as you cradled the tiny life within you, caught in the tangled web of past choices and an uncertain future.
Shoto stirred by your side, slowly opening his mismatched eyes, casting you a cold glance. "Why are you not sleeping?" he asked with an air of indifference.
Rubbing your belly, you spared him a brief glance. "The baby was kicking," you lied.
With a growl, Shoto sat up and pushed your hand off your belly, replacing it with his own. He rubbed soothing circles around the bump. "It's okay, little one, daddy's here."
A gag reflex surged within you upon hearing those words. Excusing yourself, you pushed his hand off your tummy and swung your legs off the bed, slowly getting up. "I need fresh air," you said simply, wrapping a thick bear fur around your shoulders.
Shoto scoffed. "You should be resting, Y/N. If you don't want to care about yourself, that's fine. I couldn't care less. But my baby needs some peace. Don't be fucking long," he growled, laying his head back on the pillow.
Without another word, you left the room as you sought solace in the cool night air, the thick bear fur offering little comfort against the chill that now surrounded you.
The guards in the throne chamber greeted you with acknowledging nods as you passed by.
The night air was cold, and tiny snowflakes swirled on a chilly northern breeze as you made your way through the Great Hall.
With a heavy sigh, you rested your back against the wall of the longhouse, your breath visible in the cold air with each exhale. The silence of the night surrounded you until a familiar voice broke through.
"My lady? Are you okay?" The figure emerged from the shadows, and before you could see his face, you nodded.
"Yes, Keigo. It's okay."
"Shall I wake the earl up?" the blonde-haired man asked, finally stopping beside you.
You shook your head. "No. We just talked."
As much as you harbored resentment towards Hawks for blindly following all of Shoto's orders, you knew the young man didn't have much of a choice. Natsuo had shared stories with you. Hawks, being older than Shoto and one of Endeavor's most loyal warriors, spent a significant amount of time around the young prince. He taught Shoto how to wield an axe and sword, how to fight, and how to survive in the cruel world. Endeavor's lack of time for his own children made Shoto grow fond of his older "colleague," and vice versa.
"You can't sleep again?" he asked, noting the weariness in your eyes.
You nodded quietly, your expression revealing the traces of a restless night. "Yeah, another nightmare with Touya," you confessed softly.
At the mention of Touya's name, a wave of emotions washed over you, and a few tears rolled down your pale cheeks. In an effort to regain composure, you bit your own knuckle, a physical anchor against the overwhelming memories.
Hawks watched you with a heavy heart, his concern deepening. “My lady, maybe…”
You shook your head in response. "Keigo, can I ask you for a favor?" you asked him.
The blonde-haired man furrowed his brows upon hearing your words but nodded slowly.
"Keigo, can you take me to the place where Touya died?" you asked, your voice steady but carrying the weight of the emotions you had long suppressed.
Hawks looked at you, concern etched across his features and a slight frown crossing his forehead. "Why would you want to go there, my lady?"
Taking a deep breath, you met his gaze. "I need closure, Keigo. For months, I've been haunted by the memories. I can't move on until I confront the reality of where it happened. I just... I just need to see this place. I want to pray there. I just... I just need it."
He sighed, realizing the depth of your pain. "Are you sure about this? It won't be easy, my lady, as the earl surely won't let you go."
You nodded, your eyes reflecting a mix of sorrow and resolution. "I have to do this. It's the only way I'll find the closure I've been seeking for months."
Keigo stood before you, torn between his loyalty to his earl and the plea you bestowed upon him. The weight of your words seemed to reopen old wounds that he had long tried to bury. "I'll see what I can do, my lady," he finally said, nodding his head with a conflicted expression.
He left just like that, leaving you alone in the quiet night.
Alone, you rubbed your tummy softly, seeking solace in the warmth beneath your hand. "Save us, Freya," you whispered as you hoped for protection and guidance in the tumultuous journey that lay ahead. “Save us from Shoto.”
7 MONTHS EARLIER
When Touya woke up, all he could think of was pain. Unbearable, burning pain that seemed to spread all over his body, with a particular intensity in his legs, even though they mostly felt numb.
The first moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. Strange faces surrounded him, leaning down, their hands touching his face and shoulders. A potent herbal scent enveloped him, making him want to cough and vomit.
The women treating his wounds seemed a little scared, their eyes betraying a mix of apprehension and discomfort at his appearance. This made Touya not only feel uneasy but also fueled his desire to leave this unfamiliar place as soon as possible.
One day, when Touya awoke to find Earl Yagi Toshinorison by his bedside, he immediately understood his surroundings. He was in Toshinorison's settlement, known as Hvinverjadalr.
"It's good to see you awake," Earl Toshinorison greeted with a warm smile as he approached the young man lying in bed. "Are you feeling well today?"
Dabi, still recovering, looked up at the earl and responded with a hint of sorrow in his voice, "I feel pain, my lord. The wounds are healing, but it will take time."
Earl Toshinorison gazed sternly at Dabi, his eyes betraying a mix of curiosity and authority. He raised his hand, gesturing to the maids who were tidying the chamber. "Leave us," he ordered with a commanding tone.
The maids exchanged uneasy glances before hurriedly exiting the room, leaving the Earl and Dabi alone in the dimly lit chamber.
Silence lingered for a moment before Dabi broke it. "What happened?" he asked, his memory clouded with fragments of being sent north by his father, along with his younger brother and a contingent of warriors.
Earl Toshinorison, known for his calculating mind, cocked an eyebrow, considering Dabi's question. The earl regarded the injured man with a measured expression, his voice calm. "You were found by two of my warriors under a cliff, accompanied by the lifeless body of a massive wolf," he disclosed, his eyes studying the scarred features of the man before him.
The revelation hung in the air, a puzzle waiting to be solved. The details surrounding the scene raised Dabi's questions. "I... I don't remember..." he whispered.
"I need you to tell me everything you remember," the older man commanded, his voice firm yet tinged with curiosity.
Dabi, looking perplexed, met the earl's gaze. "The only thing I remember is being sent by my father north, along with my younger brother and our warriors, my lord."
The earl cocked an eyebrow, a calculated look in his eyes. "And who's your father?"
"Endeavor is my father."
Toshinorison jolted up from his chair, a frown crossing his forehead as he processed the unexpected revelation. "Endeavor? You're Endeavor's son?"
Dabi nodded solemnly. "I am. My name's Touya. I'm Endeavor's eldest son."
The revelation lingered in the air, casting a shadow over the room. The gravity of the truth seemed to echo through the walls.
Toshinorison sat back down, his gaze focused on Dabi's face as he spoke, "I'd never thought in my wildest dreams I'd have one of the most skilled warriors of Denmark under my roof." A soft smile played on the earl's lips, a genuine appreciation for the warrior's capabilities evident in his eyes.
Dabi nodded, acknowledging the earl's words. Gratitude shone in his eyes as he thanked Yagi. However, he wasted no time in getting to the pressing matter on his mind. "When will I be able to return back to my settlement?" he inquired, his tone a blend of eagerness and caution, uncertain of what the future held.
Earl Toshinorison looked down at Dabi, a solemn expression clouding his features. "Touya, your injuries are serious," he began, his voice carrying a weight of concern. "I won't allow you to leave until your body is fully healed."
Dabi met the earl's gaze, a mix of defiance and frustration in his eyes. "I appreciate the hospitality, my lord, but I've got responsibilities back at my settlement. I need to return."
The earl nodded understandingly. "I comprehend your predicament, but I cannot permit you to depart in such a state. Your health is of utmost importance. Once you're well, I'll personally ensure you're escorted safely back to your settlement."
Dabi's scowl deepened, but he couldn't deny the genuine concern in the earl's eyes. "And how long is that going to take?"
Toshinorison sighed, his gaze unwavering. "As long as it takes, Touya. I won't risk your life by sending you out prematurely. Your well-being is my priority now. With broken legs that would take several months to heal."
Dabi's frustration erupted. "A few months?!" he exclaimed, sitting up with a grunt, his face contorted with pain. "I don't have that much time, my lord. They must've thought I died."
Earl Toshinorison gently pushed the scarred man's shoulder, compelling him to lay back down. "Easy. I promise I'll send an envoy to let your people and father know you're alive," the older man reassured. "But, as I said, you need to stay with us a little longer. Once you'll be able to walk, I'll admit my best warriors to help you regain your fighting prowess."
Dabi nodded gratefully as earl Yagi got up. "Thank you, my lord."
Earl Toshinorison smiled faintly, nodding his head before he exited the chamber, leaving Dabi alone with his thoughts.
It took Hawks a few days to set everything in motion for the trip with you. The blonde-haired Viking hesitated to bring it up with his earl, struggling to find the courage.
Fortunately, the situation became more manageable when Shoto departed to meet earl Gizzor, who resided in the northern part of Sweden.
This afforded Hawks the opportunity to make the necessary arrangements without drawing undue attention to your impending journey.
Natsuo attempted to dissuade you from the idea, expressing concern about the risk involved in such a trip given your advanced stage of pregnancy. However, you were adamant and chose not to heed his advice.
One afternoon, the thralls assisted you in donning warm clothes, while Natsuo helped Keigo prepare a horse – a stallion that had once belonged to Touya.
"Don't try anything," Endeavorson snarled quietly, ensuring the proper placement of a snaffle on the stallion.
Keigo frowned at the younger man. "What was that supposed to mean?"
"I don't trust you," Natsuo replied, his expression tense. "I expect you to take good care of Y/N during this trip."
"Of course I will," Keigo retorted, his brow furrowed. "I serve the earl as best as I can."
"Of course, you do," Natsuo growled, his gaze intense. "If a single hair falls off her head..."
"Then what, my lord?" Keigo asked, his tone challenging. "What will you do?"
"I'll kill you." The words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the seriousness of the responsibility Keigo now carried for your safety.
Keigo scoffed and casually walked closer to Natsuo. "Don't forget, my lord, that earl Shoto ordered me to take care of his concubine," he reminded with a wry tone. "So, do not fret, she's under good care."
As Keigo delivered his reassurance, you left the longhouse and headed towards the stable, where you found the men. "I'm ready," you announced, a sense of determination in your voice as you prepared for whatever lay ahead.
Keigo assisted you onto the horse, ensuring you were comfortable in the saddle. Soon, he mounted his own mare, a skilled rider at ease with his steed.
Natsuo walked over to you, his touch soft as he stroked your knee. "Be careful, Y/N. Stay close to him," he urged, casting a glance towards Keigo.
The hawk-eyed warrior, however, shook his head disapprovingly, silently expressing his disagreement with Natsuo's wry comment.
You nodded at Natsuo, promising to stay out of trouble.
Endeavorson acknowledged with a subtle nod and moved aside.
Hawks took the reins, urging his horse forward, and you followed closely behind.
The ride stretched across nearly two days, each passing hour marked by your repeated requests to halt. The biting cold gnawed at your bones, and bouts of dizziness swept over you, making it challenging to endure the relentless journey. The unforgiving weather seemed determined to test your resilience, forcing frequent pauses as you battled against the elements.
The landscape unfolded before you in a blur, a monotonous panorama of snow-covered terrain and desolate wilderness. The horses pressed on, their breath forming misty clouds in the frigid air. The repetitive rhythm of hooves against the frozen ground echoed the weariness that settled in your bones.
Each break served as a temporary respite from the relentless cold, a chance to regain your bearings before the journey resumed.
The trip passed mostly in silence, a thick tension hanging in the air. You found yourself at a loss for words, unsure of what to tell Hawks. There were things you assumed he knew, things you suspected he did, and the unspoken assumptions lingered between you like a heavy fog.
The rhythmic sound of the horses' hooves filled the air as Hawks finally mustered the courage to breach the unspoken divide. "How is it between you and earl Shoto?" he asked, his voice cutting through the chilly silence.
You glanced at him, the weight of the unspoken hanging in the air. "Complicated," you replied, choosing a word that barely scratched the surface of the intricate web of emotions.
Hawks raised an eyebrow, a mix of curiosity and concern in his gaze. "Complicated how?"
You scoffed at his question, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. "Are you seriously asking me how it is with him? You well know how. He's ruthless, and it doesn't change when we're alone. No, instead, he's even worse than when we're around people. I know he doesn't care about me. All he cares about is power and the fact I might be pregnant with his child. If it turns out it's Touya's, I'm sure he'll order his men to kill me and the child. So, nothing good is awaiting me," your voice carried a heavy burden of sorrow. "Even if the child is his, I'm sure he'll take the kid away from me and exile me," you added, resignation coating your words. "Either way, I'm fucked up, Takami."
He nodded thoughtfully, the lines on his face deepening. "I see."
The quiet lingered again, the horses' hooves maintaining a steady rhythm. The unspoken truths hovered in the air.
Hawks finally stopped his horse and dismounted.
Your horse halted as well, and Keigo, with a silent understanding, moved to assist you off its back.
Hawks pointed his chin north, indicating a small prominence in the distance. "It's there," he said, gesturing with a subtle nod. Without further words, he began walking in that direction, and you followed, the crunching of snow beneath your boots filling your ears.
Hawks stopped at the top of a small hill, near a cliff. "That's where he fell," he explained, his gaze fixed on the spot below.
You hesitated, feeling the strength drain from your knees as you slowly approached the edge. As you looked down, the world seemed to blur, and a wave of emotions crashed over you, a mix of fear and sorrow.
Hawks reacted swiftly, rushing to you with concern etched on his face. He wrapped his hands around your frame, providing support and shielding you from the potential of falling.
The warmth of his touch and the protective embrace offered a fleeting sense of security amid the storm of uncertainties that surrounded you.
“Y/N,” Hawks whispered quietly. “Do you want to sit down?”
You shook your head, hot tears streaming down your cheeks. "I can't, Keigo... How... how could that have happened?" you asked him, your voice choked with disbelief as you clutched his forearm. "He is... he was a great warrior..." Strong sobs shook your body, the weight of the loss pressing down on you like an unbearable burden.
As you shook your head, tears streaming down your cheeks, he felt the weight of your grief and the burden of his past deeds pressing on him. The realization of the consequences of his actions began to dawn on him, and he started to rethink the choices that led to this moment. A somber silence settled between you, echoing the heaviness of the loss and the reevaluation of past decisions in the cold air.
You slowly sank down to your knees, not minding the cold snow beneath you. Pressing your hands to your heart, you gasped for air, the freezing wind ruffling your Y/H/C hair. "I know I shouldn't be crying over a man who ripped me off my land, but I forgave him long ago, and I love him so dearly... I forever will," you whined, the weight of conflicting emotions pulling at your chest as grief and love intertwined in a tangled dance. "I just wish I could tell him how much he means to me... to us," you added, gently rubbing your baby bump. With an empty gaze, you looked into the white void surrounding you. "I don't exist without him. I don't want to live without him." The words carried a profound ache, echoing the depths of your love and the fear of a future without the one who had become an integral part of your existence.
"Y/N..." Hawks whispered, placing his reassuring hand to your shoulder. "We should go back."
You looked at Hawks, your eyes demanding answers. "What happened here, Keigo?" you asked directly, the urgency and concern evident in your tone. "I know... I just feel in my bones you're not honest with me."
Hawks hesitated, reluctance painted across his features. "It was nothing," he replied vaguely, avoiding direct eye contact.
"Nothing?" you scoffed, frustration lacing your words. "You can't just stand by and watch Shoto destroy your settlement. Are you blind, Hawks? Blind to the destruction he causes, the lives he ruins?" The disappointment in your voice was palpable. "I may not be one of you, I'm a foreigner, that's true, but even to me, Skjaldvargr became home, and it truly hurts to witness it sinking under the spearheading of Shoto. Keigo, we need to stop him," you dared to say through sobs, raising your head to look into the man's golden eyes.
You saw Keigo hesitating, and deep inside, you sensed that a part of him agreed with your words. However, he remained silent.
Lowering your head, hot tears gouged trails in your pale cheeks, falling to the frozen ground beneath you. "He's going to get rid of us all once he doesn't find a purpose for us anymore. Mark my words," you whispered, the weight of your foreboding sinking into the cold, silent air.
Keigo suddenly opened up, his usual guarded demeanor faltering for a moment. "Look, Y/N, it's not that I can't see the destruction. It's just... I'm bound by loyalty. Loyalty to Shoto, even to his father Endeavor, may Allfather let his soul rest. As a warrior, it's not easy to defy the orders of those you've sworn allegiance to. I've known Shoto for a long time, since he was a little child, and I watched him grow. He's a fierce leader, a warrior of unmatched skill. And I swear to my life that I'll protect him." He sighed, conflicted emotions evident in his eyes. "But I do see your point. I can't ignore the destruction, the pain he's causing. It's tearing me apart too."
You slowly got up, looking up at the warrior. "Keigo," you whispered, your voice filled with a newfound understanding. "At first, I thought you were just a dumb marionette in the hands of Shoto, and I hated you with every fiber of my being. But now, I understand. There's only one way you can be freed, and that's by defeating Shoto. Do you think that's what Endeavor would want for his people, for his home?"
Keigo lowered his head, a heavy sigh escaping him. "Y/N, I've questioned my loyalty before, but it's not that simple. Defeating Shoto would mean betraying everything I've known, the code I've lived by. It's not just about me; it's about the years of service, the bonds forged in battles. But," he hesitated, glancing at you, "I can't ignore the destruction he's causing."
You looked up at him with sparks of hope in your eyes. "We need to do something. I don't ask you to stab him in the back. All I ask of you is not to stand in my way when I finally get a plan."
Keigo shook his head, and after a heavy sigh, and a moment of silence, he nodded, a subtle agreement to support your efforts.
You rubbed his shoulder gently. "Thank you for showing your true self, Takami," you expressed, a subtle gratitude in your touch. Glancing back above your shoulder, you shivered, not only from the overwhelming cold but also from the uneasy feeling building within your gut. "Let's get back home, shall we?"
Keigo nodded, and you both slowly descended the little hill.
However, you suddenly stopped. "Can you wait by the horses? I want to make a prayer," you asked, looking at him earnestly.
He agreed with a solemn nod, giving you the space you needed for your moment of reflection.
You found yourself in a white void, tiny snowflakes swirling in the cold breeze all around you. As you began to pray, your words were carried away by the frigid wind. "Oh, Allfather, hear my plea," you whispered, your voice merging with the stillness of the snowy expanse. "Grant my beloved Touya the rest among his ancestors in Valhalla. May he find solace and honor in the halls of the fallen warriors. Allfather," you continued, the words escaping your lips in the icy stillness, "grant Touya and Endeavor a reunion among the hallowed halls of your kingdom. Let them feast among the brave warriors, reunited in the afterlife. May their spirits know peace and camaraderie beyond the troubles of this world. I beseech you, Allfather, heed this prayer and let their souls find solace, together."
Your gaze shifted to the heavens. "Freya, goddess of love and guidance, lend me your strength. Guide me through the tumultuous path ahead. Even though I used to be a Christian, I am willing to pay with my life if needed. I believe in the power of your wisdom and protection. Help me, guide me, as I navigate the challenges that lay ahead. In your names, I find strength and solace."
With that, you let the silent void envelop you once more, the cold winds carrying your earnest plea into the vast expanse of the unknown.
Keigo waited for you and walked you back to the horses. With a gentle assist, he helped you mount Dabi's stallion, and soon, the rhythmic beat of hooves echoed as you headed back home.
The wind howled through the icy landscape, biting into the skin of Bakugo and Kirishima as they sat outside their hut.
Suddenly Bakugo scoffed loudly, his eyes fixed on a figure limping through the dirt path towards the longhouse of earl Toshinorison.
The man, using wooden crutches, struggled with each step, pain etched across his scarred face.
Bakugo's disdain was evident in his voice. "Tsk! Look at that cripple! He's not even able to walk without wincing like a pathetic bitch."
Kirishima shot his friend a sharp look and retaliated by throwing a tiny rock in his direction. "Quit it, Bakugo. He's not a cripple, and stop calling him names. He's Endeavorson, one of the best warriors of our times. That's not manly, calling someone names just because they're facing a tough time. It's only been three months since we found him, and he's already escaped death, man. Give him time," Kirishima huffed, turning his attention back to polishing his battle axe.
Bakugo rolled his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. "Did you fall in love with him, huh, shitty hair?"
Kirishima shot him another glare. "Quit it, I said."
"Or what, idiot?!" Bakugo raised his voice, challenging his friend.
Kirishima rose from his spot, attaching his axe to his thick, leather belt. "Or I won't let you sleep near the fireplace tonight, man."
"Oi! Don't get offended at me just because of some stranger, Kirishima!" Bakugo retorted, but the red-haired man paid him no mind. Determination gleamed in Kirishima's eyes as he made his way towards the man walking with crutches.
"Hey," Kirishima called out, his voice cutting through the icy air. "How are you feeling, Endeavorson?" There was a genuine concern in his eyes, a stark contrast to the disdain Bakugo had shown earlier. Kirishima's approach was both unexpected and kind, catching Touya off guard.
Touya, unused to such warmth, stopped in his tracks, wooden crutches supporting his weakened frame. He looked at the red haired, tall man, surprise mingled with a hint of suspicion in his eyes. "I... I'm fine," he mumbled, unsure of how to respond to someone who wasn't avoiding him or hurling insults.
Kirishima didn't seem deterred by Touya's guarded response. Instead, he persisted, "No need to act tough. We," he pointed his head to the blonde haired man sitting near a little hut, "found you under those snowy cliffs, barely hanging on. Must've been a tough journey, huh? How's the healing going? You're not pushing yourself too hard, are you?"
Touya blinked, the concern in Kirishima's words sinking in. A small, appreciative smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he replied, "It's been... challenging. But I appreciate your concern. Not many here bother to ask how I'm doing, but I understand. They're afraid of me."
Kirishima nodded, a determined glint in his eyes. "Well, we're not all heartless. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask," he smiled. "So were you able to remind yourself what happened on that cliff, man?"
Touya's gaze flickered with a mix of gratitude and hesitation as he continued to walk, Kirishima keeping pace beside him. The snowy landscape seemed to stretch endlessly, mirroring the uncertainties that clouded Touya's memory. "I... I've been trying," Touya confessed, his voice carrying the weight of the struggle. "But it's all foggy, like trying to grasp onto a dream slipping through your fingers, you know? I remember the biting cold, the shadows, and then... nothing. It's frustrating."
Kirishima nodded understandingly, his rugged features softened with empathy. "Must've been a hell of an ordeal. But you made it out alive, and that counts for something, right?"
Touya offered a faint smile, appreciating Kirishima's attempt to find a silver lining. "Yeah, it does. I'm grateful for the second chance, even if the details are elusive. Maybe with time, the memories will piece themselves together."
Touya's gaze lingered on the vast, snowy expanse, contemplating the unknown that lay ahead.
Kirishima, sensing Touya's internal struggle, placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "We're here for you, Endeavorson. Whatever you're going through, you don't have to face it alone," Kirishima spoke with sincerity. "I most likely won't understand fully what you're going through, but you have a friend in me."
Touya nodded appreciatively, grateful for the unexpected ally by his side.
The path to the longhouse was accompanied by a comfortable silence, broken only by the crunch of their footsteps on the dirt path.
Kirishima decided to broach a topic he had heard from Earl Yagi. "Hey, Touya," Kirishima began, a curious glint in his eyes. "I heard from earl Yagi that you were eager to depart as soon as you woke up. What's the rush?"
Touya's gaze shifted, his expression momentarily distant as he recalled the urgency that had fueled his desire to leave. "Yeah," he admitted, a hint of vulnerability in his tone. "My family... they must've thought I died. I just wanted to see them again, let them know I'm alive."
Kirishima's grin widened, sensing there might be more to the story. "Is it just about family, or is there a special someone waiting for you, too?"
Touya's cheeks tinged with a subtle blush, and he averted his gaze. "Well, there is someone. I want to see her again."
Kirishima chuckled heartily, clapping Touya on the back. "Ah, love! Now it makes sense. A man's got priorities, that's so manly! You're not alone in wanting to reunite with your loved one. We all have something or someone worth fighting for."
Touya's embarrassment transformed into a bashful smile, appreciating Kirishima's understanding.
The imposing structure of the Great Hall loomed ahead, its massive doors beckoning them forward. Kirishima came to a stop, turning to face Touya with a determined expression. "Just so you know," Kirishima began, his voice carrying a tone of sincerity, "I and my best friend Bakugo, that forever-offended blonde you saw earlier, were assigned to help you regain your prowess in fighting once your legs work well again. And just don't mind Bakugo, he has an awful personality, but he's a great and skilled warrior."
Touya nodded appreciatively, grateful for the information and the support he was receiving in this unfamiliar place. "Thank you, Kirishima. I appreciate the help."
As they approached the heavy doors of the Great Hall, Kirishima stepped forward, taking the initiative to open them for Touya. The creaking hinges echoed through the hall as the doors swung open, revealing the grandeur within.
"Go ahead," Kirishima gestured, a courteous smile on his face. "Take your time. And you can call me Eijiro or Red Riot, whatever suits you better."
Touya nodded again, his gratitude evident in his turquoise eyes. He slowly made his way inside, the warmth of the hall a stark contrast to the cold exterior.
Kirishima remained at the entrance, waiting patiently until Touya had safely entered the hall. "Good luck in there," Kirishima offered a parting wish, his voice filled with genuine encouragement. "And if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. We're here for you."
With that, Kirishima bid farewell to Touya and turned to go about his duties, leaving the Great Hall behind him.
The heavy doors closed with a resounding thud, enveloping Touya in the welcoming embrace of the earl's domain.
Earl Toshinorison, immersed in the weight of his responsibilities, looked up from the documents as he noticed Touya entering the room. A warm smile played on his lips, and he beckoned for Touya to join him. "Oh, Touya, come here, come here," earl Yagi greeted, his voice carrying a sense of camaraderie.
Touya, despite the lingering pain in his legs, slowly made his way to a long table and took a seat on a wooden chair with a heavy sigh. "Any news from the envoy, my lord?" Touya inquired, his tone laced with concern. "Forgive me for asking about this repeatedly, but it's already been several days, and we haven't heard from them yet."
Earl Yagi placed a paper on the table and set the metal stylus aside, giving Endeavorson a knowing glance. "You're impatient, son. I'm sure we'll hear from them soon. Don't forget your settlement is nearly four days away from here," he reminded, attempting to assuage Touya's worries.
Despite the reassurance, an unfamiliar, unpleasant feeling lingered within Touya whenever he thought about his home. He hoped for the well-being of everyone there, especially Shoto, praying that he had managed to escape the looming threat they apparently faced together. And then there was you, his beloved woman, whose name rolled off Touya's lips every relentless night.
Touya nodded in acknowledgment of earl Yagi's words, yet the unease persisted. The distant wait for news from his homeland weighed heavily on him, and the yearning for assurance about the safety and happiness of those he left behind lingered like a shadow in the depths of his thoughts.
Shortly after returning from your journey with Hawks, you began feeling unwell.
A day later, Shoto returned from his own trip, only to find you in considerable pain, experiencing contractions.
The burden of sorrow and sadness weighed heavily on you, prompting an untimely and challenging childbirth.
You lay on the bed in earl Shoto's room, the sheets already stained with your blood and tears. The midwives bustled around you, their faces etched with concern. The pain was unbearable, like a thousand knives stabbing you with each contraction. You screamed, the sound echoing through the room.
Shoto paced back and forth near the bed, his face contorted with worry. "Help her!" he screamed at the thralls, his voice filled with pure rage. "Help her or I'll hang you by the dawn!"
They scurried to your side, wiping your forehead with a damp cloth. The pain was indescribable, a searing, burning sensation that threatened to consume you.
Shoto's face was pale as he watched the scene unfold. He glanced between your legs, his eyes widening at the sight of blood and gore.
Shoto's eyes darted away, an involuntary reaction to a scene that was unbearable even for someone who had witnessed his fair share of hardships. The weight of the sights he had seen in the past seemed to pale in comparison to what lay before him now. "Do something! She's in pain!" he roared.
"Push, my lady," one of the midwives urged, her voice gentle but firm. "You need to push!"
You bore down, your body shaking with the effort. You could feel the baby's head crowning, the sensation both terrifying and exhilarating. You gritted your teeth and pushed. You had never felt pain like this before, but you knew it would all be worth it in the end. "I... Can't..." you whimpered, your head rolling back to the pillows.
"Again, push now," the midwife said, her voice soothing. "You're doing great, my lady. Just a little bit more, and the baby will be here, my lady."
You pushed once more, using all of your strength, feeling the baby slip from your body, and you screamed in pain again.
The midwives rushed to clean the baby, their faces alight with joy. "It's a boy," one of them said, and you felt a surge of love and happiness as the first tears rolled down your flushed cheeks.
But your pain was far from over. The afterbirth needed to be delivered, and the contractions continued to rack your body. You screamed, the sound primal and raw.
Shoto's face was a mask of worry, but he remained silent, knowing that there was nothing he could do to ease your pain.
The midwives worked quickly, delivering the afterbirth and cleaning you up. The pain slowly began to subside, leaving you exhausted but relieved.
Shoto approached the midwife who was holding the newborn. After the baby was cleaned, it was passed to the young earl. He scoffed loudly, growing angry upon seeing a white down on the little boy's head and the pair of perfectly turquoise eyes slowly opening from time to time. "Fuck," Shoto growled with anger.
You begged the midwife to pass you the baby, and she took the baby from Shoto after he passed it with anger.
The baby was placed to your chest, and you slowly stroked the little head. It was Touya's child. Shoto's anger was now painfully clear.
You hesitated to meet Shoto's gaze, apprehensive of the storm brewing within him. His face was etched with pure rage, and for a moment, you feared his reaction.
Shoto, after a moment of tense silence, finally spoke, his voice cold and measured. "I should expect you to bear my deceased brother's child," he stated, his eyes locked onto yours. “Pathetic whore.”
As you glanced at him with a mix of fear and uncertainty, Shoto's expression softened slightly, yet you noticed a twisted grimace curling his lips. "However," he continued, "I'll raise this boy as my own son. Once you recover from childbirth, we'll lay together again. And again. And again. I'll ensure you give me my own heir."
You trembled at Shoto's words, the mere thought of having to lay with him again sending a cold shiver down your spine. The weight of his expectations, the complex emotions surrounding the situation, and the uncertainty of your future left you paralyzed.
Before you could manage a reply, Shoto simply left the room, leaving behind a lingering coldness in his wake. His parting words, a sharp and indifferent command to his thralls, hung in the air. "Clean that fucking mess."
You looked down at the crying baby nestled in your arms, his tiny features a poignant reminder of the complex emotions swirling within you. Gently, you pressed a tender kiss on the tiny forehead, feeling the warmth of your affection seep into the fragile being. "My little boy. My beautiful boy," you whispered, your voice a mixture of love, gratitude, and a tinge of sorrow. The tear that rolled down your cheek bore witness to the intricate tapestry of emotions woven into this moment.
With a heartfelt sincerity, you turned your gaze skyward and silently thanked Freya, the goddess who had guided you through this tumultuous journey. Gratitude filled your heart for the gift of Touya's son, a precious life that now depended on your love and care.
In the quiet moments that followed, the room seemed to echo with the soft cries of the newborn, a testament to the fragility and resilience of life. As you cradled the baby close, you vowed to navigate the challenges ahead with the same strength and determination that had brought you to this moment. And in the stillness of the room, you found solace in the love that already bloomed between you and the tiny soul entrusted to your care.
Meanwhile, Shoto sat heavily on the throne in the grand throne chamber, the weight of recent events evident in the furrowed lines on his forehead. The air in the room seemed thick with tension as he grappled with the tumultuous emotions swirling within.
Hawks, having learned from the guards that the child had been born, stepped into the chamber cautiously. "My lord?" he inquired, bowing respectfully to Shoto.
The red-and-white-haired earl glanced at his most trusted warrior, his expression a mix of frustration and agitation. "It's his," Shoto snarled, the words escaping his lips with a venomous edge. "He won't stop hounding me, even from the afterlife."
Hawks, recognizing the gravity of Shoto's words, remained silent for a moment, his keen eyes studying the earl's troubled demeanor.
"Is that Odin trying to punish me for my deeds? Apparently, the past never dies," Shoto's voice cut through the somber air, a question directed more to the invisible forces than to anyone present in the room. His mismatched eyes remained fixed on some distant point, as if seeking answers in the unseen. "All I ever wanted was to make Skjaldvargr strong like never before, so everyone would fear us," Shoto continued, his voice carrying a mix of determination and introspection.
As the room absorbed his words, Shoto's thoughts seemed to wander into the realm of self-doubt. "Maybe I made a mistake letting Touya die? Killing my father?" he whispered, the words almost lost in the echoes of his inner turmoil. A moment later, he shook his head, as if attempting to dispel the doubts that threatened to take root. "No. All these decisions were good."
Before the heavy silence could stretch further, a guard interrupted, stepping into the room with news. "My lord, an envoy from Hvinverjadalr pleads to see you."
Shoto's frown deepened, exchanging glances with Hawks, who maintained his silent vigil. With a reluctant nod, the earl acknowledged the envoy's request, setting aside the internal struggle for the time being to face the external challenges that awaited him in the form of the visiting envoy.
The guards led the older man into the throne chamber, where he was forced to kneel before Shoto, the earl of Skjaldvargr. Shoto, in a gesture of casual indifference, rested his chin on his hand, which was propped against an armrest of his bespangled throne, his mismatched eyes keenly observing the envoy.
The older man bowed respectfully and identified himself as an envoy from Hvinverjadalr, bearing a message from Earl Toshinorison.
Shoto's expression tightened slightly at the mention of the earl's name. All Might, known by that call sign, was a formidable adversary of Shoto's deceased father, Endeavor.
"What message are you bringing to us?" Shoto inquired, his tone measured and unwavering.
The envoy bowed once more before revealing the content of the message. "Our earl wants to let you know your brother, Touya Endeavorson, is well and alive in our settlement."
Shoto's eyes widened slowly, the weight of the revelation sinking in. The news was like a sudden gust of wind, sweeping away the hopes of his carefully crafted plans to turn true. A mix of disbelief and hope flickered in Shoto's mismatched eyes, and for a moment, the throne chamber seemed suspended in a profound silence as the implications of this unexpected revelation unfolded. “Is that so?” he ground his question out.
The envoy nodded his head, offering an explanation for the delayed revelation. "We didn't let you know earlier, my lord, as Touya was in a very serious health condition. Thankfully, Allfather helped him to survive and slowly regain his health."
Shoto's gaze shifted to Hawks, the unspoken understanding between them echoing in the charged silence.
Hawks felt his heart quicken within his chest, a mix of surprise and worry coursing through his veins. The news, while unexpected, carried a glimmer of hope, a flicker of a possibility Hawks hadn't dared to entertain until now. Perhaps Y/N words were prophetic?
Shoto's features remained composed, but the intensity in his mismatched eyes betrayed the emotions churning beneath the surface.
Shoto, with practiced ease, managed to summon a smile that did not reach his mismatched eyes. "Thank you for the news," he said, his tone wryly polite. The revelation about Touya's survival had stirred a tempest of conflicting emotions within him, and Shoto struggled to conceal the storm behind a veneer of civility. He leaned back into his throne, feigning casual interest. "Did my brother share any details about what happened?" Shoto inquired, a facade of genuine concern in his voice.
The envoy shook his head, "No, my lord. Touya doesn't remember much."
Shoto's grin, though slight, carried a complexity of emotions. It was a bittersweet acknowledgment, for while Touya's survival brought threat to all of Shoto's plans, the memory loss shielded him from the painful truth of Shoto's involvement in the events that had transpired.
"And for that wonderful news, you deserve a reward," Shoto declared, a saccharine smile playing on his lips. His gaze shifted to a guard, and with a small nod, the envoy's fate was sealed.
In a swift, merciless motion, the guard slit the envoy's throat, and the dying man was unceremoniously pushed onto the stone floor. The chamber echoed with the grotesque sounds of a life seeping away.
Shoto nodded at his guards, his demeanor betraying little emotion. "Clean the mess and dispose of the body," he ordered, rising from the throne.
Hawks approached the earl, his eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and concern. "What are you planning to do now, my lord?" he inquired, his tone laced with a sense of anticipation.
Shoto regarded him with a pointed look, his expression unyielding. "We are preparing for war," he declared, his voice carrying a resolute edge. "I won't allow our people to rally behind Touya. The truth of his survival will inevitably surface, that much is certain. So, we'll take the initiative. We'll inform them that my eldest brother, dear as he may be, has chosen to form an alliance with our notorious adversary, Toshinorison. It will serve as a perfect pretext to launch an attack on Hvinverjadalr, and sever the head of my beloved brother for his betrayal."
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I am here to tell you a story, a story that will torture your thoughts by day and poison your dreams by night.
Welcome to my Kinktober 2022! As always days are subject to change, and each post will have it’s own individual warnings. Posts could be anything from thirsts to full fics, depending on how inspiration strikes.
Blue Lock posts will be posted on my bllk blog @kingkunigami
Day 1 | CNC - Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou
Day 2 | Fisting - Shindou Yo
Day 3 | Hybristophilia - Kirishima Eijirou
Day 4 | Blackmail - Bakugou Katsuki & Todoroki Enji
Day 5 | Kleptolagnia - Hawks/Takami Keigo
Day 6 | Guided Sex - Shindou Yo, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki
Day 7 | Rimming - Bakugou Katsuki
Day 8 | Squirting - Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku
Day 9 | Lactation - Bakugou Katsuki
Day 10 | Robots - Bakugou Katsuki (For @/strawberry-nugget‘s Perfect Girl collab)
Day 11 | Somnophilia - Kirishima Eijirou
Day 12 | Mutual Masturbation - Kunigami Rensuke
Day 13 | Costumes - ghostface!Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku
Day 14 | Toys/Gaping - Fatgum/Toyomitsu Taishiro
Day 15 | Blood - viking!Bakugou Katsuki (Part One)
Day 16 | Pictophilia - Kirishima Eijirou
Day 17 | Anal - Shindou Yo
Day 18 | Corruption - Kunigami Rensuke & Jingo Raichi (For @/prettyboykatsuki‘s Corruption collab)
Day 19 | Omorashi - Jingo Raichi
Day 20 | Dacryphilia - Barou Shoei
Day 21 | Gloryholes - Bakugou Katsuki
Day 22 | Dry Humping - Tokoyami Fumikage
Day 23 | Mixophilia/Webcams - Tokoyami Fumikage & Kuroiro Shihai
Day 24 | Size Kink - fairy!Bakugou Katsuki
Day 25 | Blood - viking!Bakugou Katsuki (Part Two)
Day 26 | Pegging - Eddie Munson
Day 27 | Primal - Kirishima Eijirou
Day 28 | Feet - Bakugou Katsuki
Day 29 | Frotteurism - Raichi Jingo
Day 30 | Blood - viking!Bakugou Katsuki (Part Three)
Day 31 | Spectrophilia - ghost!Bakugou Katsuki (For Bump in the Night collab)
#kinktober 2022#bakugou x reader#Kirishima x reader#Bnha x reader#blue lock x reader#bnha smut#mha smut#blue lock smut#I already wanna change this list but here we go😂#flashing lights
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DIAMOND MEN WILL BEND ! ─✦
─✦𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰. There is nothing quite like the strength of a man who can carry the weight of the world with just the tips of his fingernails. But he crumbles, however, under the fiery gaze of his lover. That man is Bakugou.
─✦𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰. viking!k.bakugou x fem!reader
─✦𝔠𝔴. bkg kneels and kisses our feet for forgiveness <3 (and as men should when they upset us, but they're not ready to hear that </3)
The diamond metaphor is one that Katsuki is fond of using to describe himself. Similar to him, they are both strong, stable, and quite pleasing to look at (well, at least to his closest companions ─ his enemies usually tremble at the sight of his bladed hair arriving over the horizon rather than his bladed swords).
You are also referred to as a diamond by Katsuki, though, he wouldn't admit it out in public. Like your sparkling competitors, you were strong, steady, and had a way of forcing greed upon others.
Together, you two are like two diamonds.
But as you may know, it takes one diamond to spilt the other.
When Katsuki push opens the door to your home, he finds you seated in the chair in front of the fireplace, engaged in a novel. Despite your book's walls covering your grimace, Katsuki was still able to see it ─ to feel it.
As he approaches your warm spot, he noticed that your shoes had lingered on your feet, and he promptly sinks to his knees in front of you. He then later hoists his heavy, flammable cloak away from the flames of the fireplace.
"Speak to me, my love. What can a man that is as vile as I do to earn your forgiveness?" he says softly as he loosens the tie's knot of your right foot, removing your sandal.
He rubbed your foot gently in silence, waiting for you to return his plea with something snippy. He later plants a kiss on its boney region when he doesn't get so much of a squeak from you.
He looks up at you while his hands massaged the kiss into your foot. Although your eyes were fixed on your book, for twenty minutes, you had been staring blankly at your page, too distracted to continue reading.
An annoying smile spreads across his face as he continues to kneed your foot. "Do you want me to sing a bird song for you, diva? To alleviate the bitterness your poor bastard of a husband placed upon you?" he asks. "Or would you rather remain indignant just to make me stand on my knees for a short while longer?"
He then plants another kiss on your foot, but you snag it away and Katsuki watches it disappears beneath your flimsy dress before he can place one more.
A snarl emanates from you, "get up, Katsuki. Nobody wants to see a powerful man like you grovel on the floor knowing he can just take what he wants."
"You do," Katsuki replied with a cat-like grin. "You love it when I get down on my knees for you and know how to make me do it, which is why you act up all the time."
You bring your foot out of the midst of your dress to attempt to give him a well-deserved knock on the head. But he counters, however, grabbing you by the ankles as he rises, threatening to pull you out of your seat.
"Katsuki─!"
"Say you forgive me!" He laughs, pulling you closer to the edge.
"Put me down─ you fucking meathead! I forgive you!"
"Very well," he says, pleased with your response and dismissing your comment as he carries you to the bed.
#was i really gone for 2-ish months just to releash a 500+ word drabble?#yeah 🤡#this drabble seemed better in my head 😞#sigh#bakugou x reader#bakugo x reader#bakugou imagine#bakugo headcanons#bakugou katsuki x reader#bakugou hcs#bakugo katuski x reader
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VIKING KING! BAKUGOU😫😫😫😫
like imagine yn sitting on his lap looking all pretty just for him
SUFHIHUSF PLEASE, i want to sit on his lap so bad in every universe. but VIKING KING BAKUGOU !!!
So I imagine it's during one of those meetings, where he gathers people from his village and gives orders, fills requests etc.
The hall is large enough to house 4 long tables, all filled to the brim with his men and villagers who come to feast in the presence of the King whilst people in front of him show off their recent prizes from the raid he had ordered on the nearby settlement. The torches light the hall in a flickering amber light, and the gold coins and various golden goblets glint with the promise of making the King richer.
Bakugou grins, sharp canines on show as he leans back into his throne. The large cape made of bear fur keeps him warm whilst his lap is warmed with you. You're a delicate little thing with the Viking King holding you there, his hands nearly the size of your thighs and he's just an imposingly large man in comparison. No one bats an eye when he slides a hand up along your thigh, squeezing at the flesh of it in excitement and you can feel his excitement too.
"You did well," he praises, red eyes flicking from the chests filled with gold and up towards the men who executed the raid. "Hand me that necklace." He points with his free hand, holding it out expectantly, and the man closest rushes to pick up the pretty golden necklace that is more of a solid gold ring that sits solidly.
His eyes turn to you, and immediately you feel like the only person in the hall when he brushes any hair away from your neck to clear the path for him before he lays the necklace delicately around your throat. "A necklace fit for a Queen," he speaks so softly to you, almost a shock to anyone who hadn't known what a lovesick man King Bakugou Katsuki was for you.
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ LIKED SONGS!
info - I just wanted to shout out some of my fav pieces show them some love! Check the authors out they’re amazing!!
A/N - dm for removal!! And I will continue updating this. If your account or fic isnt up here I’m sorry!! Esp if you’re a mutual but keep in mind it’s in progress.
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I can’t choose just one for
@dabisbratz - @pwncez - @chrollohearttags - @cindol
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ JUJUTSU KAISEN
some of my fav jjk fics
“HEY EMO BOY!” feat. Choso x Reader @gojonanami
CHERUB’S APPLE feat. Nanami x Reader @neesieiumz
CHERRY KNOTS feat. Gojo x Reader @todorosie
“ONLY A FOOL FOR YOU” feat. Naoya x Reader @moshimochis
FLUFF
GOOGLE IT feat. Choso x Reader @doobea
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ MY HERO ACADEMIA
some of my fav mha fics
A PIRATES REWARD feat. Aizawa x Reader @kleftiko
FOR YOU (series) feat. Viking!Bakugou x Reader @bfbkg
LUCKY WINNER feat. Kiribaku x Reader @kentocidal
GC/BC male ver. feat. Hawksbaku x Reader @lazysimp
ABSOLUT. feat Izuku/Ochako/Bakugou x Reader @itsleese
PORNSTAR (series) feat. Bakugou x Reader @fleur-bbyy
WGWBGB feat. Kiribaku x Reader @jazzthatonewriterchick
FLUFF
UTWFO feat. Bakugou x Reader @gardenofnoah
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ATTACK ON TITAN
some of my fav aot fics
OVERACHIEVING MOUTH feat. Eren x Reader @mikaswannabe
FLUFF
KILL BILL (series) feat. Connie x Reader @luvrrgirl444
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