Thread by @LurkingAether

Brainspoosh! Inspired by all the plantcest and eldin ring #bkdk, #nsfw, gods!au cw:// non-con, gore, incest, age gap

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The crows called across the darkening sky. Izuku groggily blinked at the first stars of twilight, before his eyes went wide. He squeaked in alarm and jumped

to his feet. He overslept! He only meant to enjoy the sun an hour--not the entire day! His mothers and father will be so cross!

He hurriedly donned his sandals. Dinner would be soon, and Inko had made him promise to be on time. There would be an important announcement.

Once ready, Izuku ran down the paths to the palace. The young demi-god only wondered briefly why a servant had not been sent to fetch him. He needed to get back before they sent his older brother. Kacchan would tease him endlessly if that happened!

The white palace gleamed in the setting sun, the inlaid golds glinting and welcoming home.

Izuku ran through a servant entrance, hopefully he could make it his room before--

He came to a stop outside the kitchens. Why was it so quiet?

He peeked in to see it empty. No one kneading bread, or preparing the meats. No Satou directing the servants to carry the wine and mead. It looked as though everyone had disappeared from their tasks.

Unease settled in his stomach.

The halls were empty of life. The very stone growing cold.

"Hello?!" He called out in the entry hall. The heralds were gone, only their horns left behind. Was everyone at dinner already?

He hurried to the dining rooms. Tables laden with food sat untouched. A few chairs had been tipped over.

"Where is everyone?" A shiver ran up his spine as he stepped deeper into the palace. It was his home...but something felt so...wrong.

Not for the first time, he wished he'd been born with a power. Like his mothers, or the guards. Or even his brother's explosions. He hated how small and vulnerable he felt walking through the oversized halls.

The throne room. Someone had to be there at least!

Izuku huffed and strained as he pushed open one of the massive doors. It was like someone put stuff in front of it! Once there was enough space, he slipped in.

The stink of iron--freshly slaughtered bulls hit him. Why would the offerings be here? He only realized how wrong

he was once he looked away from the door.

Red.

Red like Mother Mitsuki's eyes. Like Kacchan's eyes.

The grand room had been repainted in blood.

A servant's body slumped against the door. Guards hung from the rafters by the entrails. Others were nothing more than viscera on the walls.

He threw up before he could stop himself, whimpering around the bile. What happened?! Who could do this?!

"I...Izu..."

A weak voice called his name. Father's bloody hand reached out to him from dais. Izuku ran to him, slipping on blood all the way, tripping as tears blinded him.

He fell hard to his knees at his father's side. "Papa!" His lower half was missing.

Bubbling blood spilled from his lips, and desperate hands grasped at the demi-god, "Le-leave! *cough* Run child!"

Izuku sobbed, desperate to help him. "Help! Someone! Father's hurt!"

"N-no--" Masaru broke off in a pained gasp. "Too late for us...you-you need to /flee/." His gently hands cupped Izuku's cheek. "Run be--*cough*--before he comes back!"

"Come with me! We'll get mama, and mom--Kacchan will protect us and--"

At his brother nickname, the lord of the gods, shook his head as violently as he could. "/NO/ Izuku run--run from him! He'll hurt you! He's--"

"Still alive old man?" A raspy rumble came from one of the grand windows. Broad shoulders blotted out the sun, and ash blond hair glowed

"Kacchan!" Izuku cried out with a big smile. His brother was here! "Papa's hurt, please help me carry him!" He'd help father and everyone! The warrior god was strong and would know what to do and--!

Green and blond hair were tangled in his fist. The slack faces of the heads

of their mothers stared unseeing.

"R-run!" Masauru pleaded with him, but Izuku could only stare in horror as he took in his brother's appearance.

His golden skin was marred with blood. Twisted horns now sprouted from his head, and his eyes were now black as night--only the

red glow of his irises showing any life in them. Signs of the god-slayer curse.

"K-Kacchan?" Izuku couldn't breath. "/You/ did this? You killed mothers and hurt father? All these people--why?!"

"Correction--" The towering man snapped his fingers and father's body exploded in Izuku's arms. "I /killed/ father. I killed everyone." His teeth were now sharp, sharp as the sharks in the seas below.

Izuku felt the blood dripping down his face, the lack of weight to his arms.

"Fa-father?" Did Kacchan just-- "Papa?!" He couldn't get enough air, the iron tang was too thick. Kacchan was stepping closer and reaching for him. "NO!" He screamed and scrambled back from his brother. He kept space between them as he stood. His legs trembled terribly, and

he could barely see the god due to his tears. His voice broke as he demanded, "WHY?!"

Kacchan stared at him a long moment before sighing and running a red hand through his hair--it left streaks in the blond locks. "Because..."
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TBC

"Because...it was time for me to take a consort. They did not approve of my choice." Katsuki said, watching his intended carefully...hungerly.

Tears streaked down Deku's plump freckled cheeks, how his small frame trembled before him. How his lip quivered!

"But...?" Poor thing. His green eyes belied his confusion as he tried to make sense of it. "You are an accomplished warrior, 1st successor...why would they deny you?"

"Because, even though we are gods...taking your closet blood as consort is frowned upon."

"...what?" He breathed, eyes going wide, understanding finally beginning to don.

"Deku, the moment I heard your cries in this palace 15 years ago...I knew then, you were meant for me." Katsuki approached his brother, as one would a frightened animal. "The moment I saw your eyes

I had been enthralled." He tucked a viridian curl behind his consort's ear. "You held me in your sway as you grew. You have no /idea/ how much seed I've spilled wishing it had been inside your cunt."

That had been the wrong thing to say apparently. Deku threw himself back from

Katsuki--horror and disgust on his face. "You--oh my--! The /nightmares/ it-it was /you/?!"

"Tch! Nightmares?" Katsuki rolled his eyes at that. "I was only getting your body used to my touch. 'snot my fault the old hag misunderstood." He's still surprised Deku had slept through

mother Mitsuki screeching at Katsuki when she caught him using his brother's mouth.

"How-how could you?! It-it's sin! Pure sin!" Deku cried out. He threw his arms out wide, "All this death? For what?! Because of your-your /depravity/?!"

"We are destined!" He roared back. "You will be my consort! Bare my pantheon, rule by my side!" How dare Deku defy him now?! After all he had done?!

That day had been the worst of his millennia of life. Their parents gleefully spoke of a letter from the Todoroki's requested

permission for the youngest, also a young god, to court Deku.

Katsuki had voiced his worries, "Sounds like a loser. Deku deserves better."

"Like who?" Inko asked, tilting her head as Mitsuki's face turned red. "I hear Shouto is a lovely young man."

"He should be with me." Katsuki declared. "He and I are fated."

Oh how his parents had argued after that. Telling him it was wrong and disgusting. Katsuki tuned them out. The worst came when a servant arrived to his rooms, telling him that he was expected to retrieve Shouto from

the Todoroki lands, and escort him back to stay in the palace.

/Fuck that./

Katsuki took a breath to calm himself. He'd already spent his anger on the flesh of those throughout the palace. The goal was in sight. Deku.

He was free to take his consort.

Katsuki held a hand out to his brother, "Come to me, Deku. It is time to consumate our union."

"Wh-No!" His brother screamed and ran from him.

Katsuki's blood only boiled from the excitement--he called upon his powers to pursue his consort.
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TBC

CW:// non-con/rape, incest, gore/blood, plant-pussy, intersex!dk

also Ages in your bios!!!

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Izuku's nights had been plagued by a panting beast. He dreamt of it's tongue on his throat, hot breath in his ear. Filthy mutterings that made him ashamed of his body, and afraid to

be alone. Katsuki had listened to his fears about the nightmares, and comforted him telling him it would be okay.

All these years of looking up to his brother. Admiring his bravery. Hoping to be like him. Izuku had been embracing a monster!

So he ran. Ran from the brother he once loved.

He only got halfway through the throne hall, when he slipped on a stray hand. His ankle rolled with a horrible crack and he smashed face first down into a pool of blood.

He could hear Kacchan call his nickname, feel the prickling on the back his neck as heavenly powers were evoked.

"No-no-no-no-no!" Izuku scrambled against the bloody floor. He gained no purchase as he slipped and slid in the mess.

"AHHH!" He screamed in pain when a hot rope snatched around his broken ankle, yanking him back.

Horrifyingly, it looked like a whipping tentacle made of blood and sharp bone. More danced around his body, snagging his clothes--tearing them free from his body.

"Deku..." Kacchan rumbled as he walked toward him. The whips had come from his back. A slight twitch of his hand, and one snaked around Izuku's wrist--another his thigh. "I don't want to hurt you. But if you continue to resist..."

"Kacchan please! Stop!" He sobbed as his body was dragged to a stop at his brother's feet. "I-I don't want this! Stop!"

Kacchan only grinned, and licked his lips. He growled, voice full of heat, "Fuck Deku, you look so pretty covered in blood."

His hands now had black claws, and traveled to his belts. Katsuki opened his pants and the thing that sprung out made Izuku scream.
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TBC

CW:// gifs added for visuals for plantpussy!
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Katsuki groaned as he eased his hand up and down his member. He didn't understand Deku's terror, he was just a little different from the last time they bathed together is all.

He had to make sure to remake himself in a way to best please his consort. Bulbous and red, he'd fit Deku perfectly now.

"Deku I changed it for you..." He hissed as his thumb hitched around a particular senitive spot. "This was /all/ for you!"

"No--Kacchan, I-I don't want this. Please, I never wanted anything like this!" He cried out and struggled against Katsuki's hold. "It-it's not too late, we can reverse it! Bring back the people you killed, we just summon All Might and--"

Katsuki lower himself to the floor between Deku's legs. He ripped away the last shreds of fabric hiding his prize from him. "Fuck-/fuck/! You're so gorgeous!"

He used his whips to hold Deku's wrists away, and thighs open. His milky flesh, umarred save for the constellation

of freckles, begged for his lips-his tongue.

His own hand trembled as he slid his finger pads down Deku's ankle. It was torture to avoid the junction of his thighs, but he had plenty of time to get there soon. The gentle skin...firm muscles...tender belly...dusty nipples...

His lips followed the path of his fingers. Deku writhed under him, sobbing and begging. It all became white noise, urging his erection to throb. Deku tasted like milk tea as he suckled his neck, nibbling on the freckles that always taunted him so.

"/hic/--stop! No, no more! I can't--mmf!"

Katsuki shut Deku up by sealing their lips together. His brother's mouth tasted still of the honey rolls he'd stolen from the kitchen that morning.

He tangled the tongues, and finally-finally!--let his hands travel to Deku's glorious

center. He groaned into the sobbing mouth when he realized the green petals were even softer than the little demi-god's skin.

"Nnng! Ah!"

"That's it~ let your big brother make you feel good..." He purred, slipping his fingers through the petals, ushering forth the moisture and slick he knew it could produce.

Deku shook his head defiantly. A pretty blush spread up his body, staining his cheeks. He could bite and resist all he wanted...

Katsuki nuzzled a cheek into his brother's thigh. He took a deep inhale, "Shit, you smell so delicious, my love...I bet you taste even better."

The moment his tongue touched the petals, Deku's back arched with a scream, his little hips thrusting against Katsuki's mouth.

He nearly came rutting against the floor as those dripping petals opened for him.

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TBC

Katsuki had never been known for his patience. He crawled back up over his little brother's heaving body. His tears tasted of grief, confusion, and overstimulation.

The new God-king dragged his cock along Deku's folds teasing the entrance with its fertile tip.

His brother whined, tried to shy away, but Katsuki kept his scrawny legs firmly around his hips.

"Gonna fill you up." The hot heat against his cock was maddening.

"No! Kacchan stop! I don't wa--ah!"

The fat head of his cock popped in with little resistance. Their combined juices easing his entrance. His only barrier now was a sliver of flesh.

"Please! No!" Deku shook his head back and forth beating against Katsuki's chest. The God barely felt it. All he knew was that

He would finally claim what was faced to be his.

He rocked his minutely, pressing harder against the hymen. "You are /mine/!" A good forced thrust and he was through, Deku's sweet blood overpowering the gristle around them.

The demigod's mouth gaped open, eyes blown wide and focused on the point where they were finally joined.

"Fuuuuck!" Katsuki hissed out. He could see the little bump where his cock pressed deep into Deku's womb.

Heat. Glorious tight walls all around him. He laughed breathlessly, "...perfect...hah...we fit perfectly together..."

Deku's body had embraced him, accepted him.

He pulled out just enough to see proof of virginity on his cock, before easing back in. He wanted to stay like this forever...

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Tbc

Izuku was breaking apart. The too big cock in him had split him open. Each thrust yanking him back and forth through the blood scooped out more and more of who he was. Will there be anything of his soul left when the god finished with him?

Would Izuku exist at all? Or would there only be 'Deku', consort to a godslayer and monster?

Kacchan took his sobs of despair as pleasure. "Fuck, that feel good love? Unng! You're so tight for me! So perfect!"

/Only because you carved a hole in me./ he wanted to say, but the only thing passing his lips were gasps and sobs.

It only got worse as Kacchan's rhythm began to falter. He slammed into Izuku harder and faster. The throne room shook in tandem with the clash of their bodies.

Did those ancient walls morn for him or were they bowing to their new king?

The feral grin on Kacchan's face only got bigger, and a knot of sort bumped against his entrace--somehow it was bigger than the shaft!

"Gonna fill--nnng--gonna fill you with my children!"

Izuku shook his head frantically begging despite knowing there'd be no escape. "Not inside, please no! It's wrong brother! It's--!"

He was cut off by Kacchan's fierce lips on his. At the same time, that ball popped into his cunt, kacchan swallowed his screams.

The monster groaned. A hot flush of cum flooded his insides.

Kacchan pulled back for breath and to look at Izuku's once flat tummy. The little demigod whimpered in discomfort as more cum pulsed from the thing in him. It filled every nook and cranny of his womb, causing it to inflate and jiggle.

His brother rubbed his big hands across the surface. His voice came out raspy, breathless. "You're gonna look so good pregnant. "

"N-no...it-it's wrong. It is-isn't right." Izuku sobbed.

"Deku..." kacchan murmured and rubbed a thumb through the tear tracks on his face. His smile hade turned condescending, pitying. "You poor idiot. I'm king now. What I declare is right and just, is right and just. What I say and do can never be wrong."

The...knot...began to deflate. A deluge of cum spilled out from between them. He felt its warmth mingle with the chilled blood beneath his hips. Yet kacchan's cock stayed hard.

Izuku had no strength left to fight it as kacchan lifted him from the floor, keeping him pressed tightly to his breast.

"Come my love. Let us anointe the bridal chambers. It won't stink of any extras there." He murmured into Izuku's ear he carried the smaller boy

Through silent hallways.

Kacchan's rooms had always been decorated darkly, with black marble and red ruby. Now though his giant bed practically glowed with white silks and flowers. It quickly stained with the blood covering izuku,

and the virgin blood dripping with the cum where they were conjoined.

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Katsuki may have fucked Izuku on the throneroom. But here in the safety of their bed, he made gentle love to his brother. He took his time to explore that freckled body, coaxing out resistant whimpers

Of pleasure. He made sure this time deku cried from overstimulation, whining out after too many orgasms, before he allowed himself to cum again.

The flowers around them wept tears of joy when the seed took root within Deku's womb.

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The end!

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