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#BKDK, #tiredtober, DAY 4 - PROMPT: VICTORY, death, gladiator!katsuki, prince!izuku, (more tags below)
"You're fucking /mine,/ Princess," Katsuki growls as Izuku sobs,
"You're fucking /mine,/ Princess," Katsuki growls as Izuku sobs,
[c/w;s continued: non-con, dub-con, arranged marriage, corrupt royalty, NSFW, dekussy (cont of the sfw thread on my main!), degrading, afab terms for izuku, implied trans izuku]
jade eyes sparkling with tears sliding down his cheeks. Katsuki can't blame the prince for sobbing pathetically—he has just watched, helpless, as the entire coliseum was slaughtered, including his mother and father, who lay slumped in their seats.
#BKDK, #tiredtober, A!Kacchan, O!Izuku, dekussy, non-con, praise kink, katsuki is a bastard here lol, (more tags below)
"I just...I dunno," Izuku giggles, tucking a stray curl behind his ear. "I don't even...know how it happened, Kacchan! One second we were talking, and the next,
"I just...I dunno," Izuku giggles, tucking a stray curl behind his ear. "I don't even...know how it happened, Kacchan! One second we were talking, and the next,
[c/w's continued; possessive behavior, yandere!katsuki, non-con scruffing, threats of non-con, manipulation, gaslighting, mind break (sorta?), dacryphilia]
"I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest!" Izuku laughs happily, a hearty blush on his face.
"I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest!" Izuku laughs happily, a hearty blush on his face.
The Omega's scent was full of rich pheromones of happiness, the smell of rich sage and pine wafting into Katsuki's mouth. The blond could never get enough of the Omega's scent. It felt like a warm hum pulling him in, holding him close, and pulling a blanket over him.
#BKDK, #tiredtober NSFW, dekussy, body horror, transformation, non-con, (more tags below)
Katsuki watches his prey flee into the forest, tripping and stumbling over freshly unbound feet,
Katsuki watches his prey flee into the forest, tripping and stumbling over freshly unbound feet,
[c/w continued: fucked up mating run, knotting, mind break, persuasion/manipulation. day 1, prompt: HUNT]
the ropes skittering across the earth, dirtying the delicate fibers. The large blond watches in wait, blood-red carmine eyes flicking down to the watch he wears on his left arm, watching the hands tick away.
