-Chaos- Kiribaku Oneshots

🖤|Distant (2/3)|

/You don't have to read the first part btw/

Part 2 of Distant: "Katsuki has a Major Bruh moment"

:) I like traumatizing people, and the repair it fluff is therapeutic :) Uhhh enjoy this chonker I guess

This is a roller-coaster of emotions, just saying. And beyond long. Like you're probably going to need an hour reading this. I'm not joking.

Ship: Kiribaku
Genre: Fluff, lemon, ANGST
Kinks: Toys

Trigger warnings: Blood, death, Hospitals, panic attacks, Bakudeku. Sexual harassment*, spiking*, rape* *you can skip it, I made a warning before and after it. I wont mention it specifically, but it will have an impact on the story.

INFORMATION TO PREVENT CONFUSION:
EIJIROU HAS A SECOND QUIRK IN MY HEADCANON AU, CALLED DRAGONSOUL. IT'S BASICALLY A DIFFERENT SOUL OF AN ENTITY THAT JUST STAYS IN A BODY UNTIL IT DIES. IT'S NOT A REAL QUIRK, BUT IS RECOGNIZED AS ONE SO HE CAN USE IT IN BATTLE. THE NAME OF IT IS RED. HE'S LIKE OVER 1,000 YEARS OLD.

Length: VERY long. (over 12.000 words)

Ending: happy

Song to listen to so it makes sense/to vibe to: Boy by Isaac Dunbar, then Bandito by TOP, Jumpsuit/Chlorine by Top, Ghost by deklyn, hard boy by Frawley, beggars by Krewella x Diskord

Let's go :)

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Hungry for my boy,
I've eaten too much,
an intermittent love,
I starve myself up,
if only we were right,
seasoned with thyme,
an intermittent love

I'm hungry for my boy,
yeah,
I'm hungry for my Boy.

If I were home, sick,
you're remedy wired,
piking up herbs in the morning time, I'd wait for something

Tapping is fingers on the wheel, the redhaired Hero focused on the road, the Radio quietly playing those soft tunes. Katsuki looked out of the window, following bypassing cars with his scarlet eyes. They were on the way to the Airport, the black mustang hummed beneath them.
The closer they got, the bigger the knot in his stomach grew. How much he hated his fear of airplanes. Tensing up, he sighed, letting out all the air in his lungs. His lover took a quick glance at him but the stubborn Blonde avoided his Gaze once again by looking out of the Window.

If I were home, sick,
you're remedy wired,
piking up herbs in the morning time, I'd wait for something even more

caught on every word,
obsessive sometimes,
softly spoken tongue,
can sweet talk me into a crime,
if only we were right,
seasoned with thyme,
an intermittent love

you're hanging on me boy,
you're hanging on me boy

A warm hand placed itself reassuringly onto Katsukis thigh, the Blonde took a glance at the redhead who beamed a toothy smile at him.

He took his hand away again to change gears. The second the warmth had left, Katsuki shrunk together into the Leather of the seat. His eyes stared daggers into the sky, the clouds, the planes that were taking off and landing nearby. Biting his lip, he ran a hand through his face.
He was making a deal out of nothing, flying was literally the safest way of travel.