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drefear · 10 months

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Hopelessly Devoted To You…

Yandere Hizashi/Present Mic x Reader

TW: blood, fighting, death, anxiety, smut, p in v, rough sex, pain, slight choking, lying, angst

Guess mine is not the first heart broken

My eyes are not the first to cry

I'm not the first to know

There's just no getting over you

The pain in my legs was proof that the strain on my muscles was ripping them apart. I couldn’t hold myself up for much longer, let alone keep running. How did I not see this coming? Music hummed in the decaying building, his loud humming like the lullaby of my death. The blood in my eyes from the wound on my head made it very hard to see where I was going, but I was able to make out the halls and doors. Grabbing a doorknob, I struggled to force it open as the knob felt like it had been cemented shut. Where were the police? Where was Aizawa? Hawks? Anyone?

My lungs burned like they were filled with acid, every breath causing a severe stabbing pain in my chest. Shoving myself into the door, it finally burst open and I saw my fears coming true.

The red feathers on the ground were a lifeless and dull, no beautiful scarlet shine like I’d seen only a few hours ago. No, they were completely desolate of any shine. This was bad, this was really bad. Tiptoeing into the room, I quietly shut the door behind myself and made my way around the big desk in the center. The sight was unsavory, almost nauseating.

The stuttering breathing of my partner, Hawks, was just loud enough to overshadow the music echoing and my heartbeat. His eyes shot up at me, shakey and panicked as he gasped once again. I moved like lightning, pulling fabric from my hero costume to compress his wounds. He did this? Loud, quick footsteps made my hands freeze for a split second before I recognized the weight of those steps, continuing to push down on his wounds.

“Move, I’ll cauterize his wounds a bit with my fire, just go find him.” Dabi nudged me out of the way slightly as I sucked in air from his presence. “Just remember, once this is over, we’re still enemies.”

“Agreed.” My eyes glared at him as I tugged my visual blockers down over my eyes and dashed out of the room. The faint steps I heard were coming from above.

You know I'm just a fool who's willing

To sit around and wait for you

But, baby, can't you see

There's nothing else for me to do?

I'm hopelessly devoted to you

“Lime green and unseen. She is pristine!” His voice was quieter than usual, casting a spell of fear over my body.

This wasn’t the Hizashi we all knew and loved. This was a monster, a man possessed.

“Come out and play, little listener!” He called, the windows breaking from his quirk. I couldn’t help but cover my ears and duck down, then dashing to the nearest staircase. He wanted to find me, and so I’d play into his hand.

Finally getting to the top of the stairs, I saw him leaning against a doorframe, swirling a finger around something, bulky and strangely shaped. Stepping closer, I saw the light shine on him. His hair down and wild, sunglasses tucked into his hair, sleeves ripped off his arms and voice modulator covering his neck. He was unhinged.

But what caught my eye was the yellow goggles he was toying with. Covered in blood.

My sensei was in trouble.

But now there's nowhere to hide

Since you pushed my love aside

I'm out of my head

“Where is he?!” I screamed at him and his lips just smirked into an unsettling expression.

“Whatdya mean? Ya didn’t see ‘m when ya walked in?” His eyes looked at me through his lashes and a shiver went down my spine. I glanced from side to side but nothing. That’s when I saw it. A single drop of liquid fell from the ceiling. Looking up, I saw Aizawa tied in his own scarf with his eye blindfolded, bleeding from his arm and head.

“Let him down!”

“Now now, little listener. You aren’t in any position to be ordering me around. We both know your strengths and weaknesses, and none of this would have happened if it weren’t for you.” His words rang in my ears as I thought back to the weeks leading up to this.

Hopelessly devoted to you

I’d gotten close with Hizashi, my old teacher and friend. I’d confided in him, trusted him, and he would comfort me when I needed it. Days turned to weeks and soon, we had become more than just friends. I knew about his feelings, I knew I had some too, but I wanted to be a hero and focus on my dreams. Comforting turned to something else one night and we went to a place we couldn’t go back from. It was wonderful, he was wonderful. Everything I’d ever wanted.

Hopelessly devoted to you

At least the good side of him was, but jealous was something I’d never seen from him and when I worked with Hawks, he seemed to get unexplainably irritable and angry. He would ignore me for hours after I’d get off of work, not answer my texts, and then show up at random hours of the day to visit me at work. Patrol was even worse, he was always “running into” us. I knew Hawks was in a serious relationship, but he couldn’t talk about it because of our job. We were hero’s, and his partner was not, so anyone knowing about his relationship could put their life in jeopardy.

Hizashi didn’t believe me, didn’t care what I said. So naturally, I broke things off. It hurt, it hurt so badly, as I was in love with him, but if he couldn’t trust me and communicate with me, what was I to do?

And now here I was, standing across from my ex lover, the man I thought I’d marry for a time of my life, about to fight him to the death.

Hopelessly devoted to you

“Hizashi, this isn’t you. This isn’t who I’m in love with, just give in and we can go home!” My eyes filled with tears and my hand reached out, hoping he’d take the short amount of steps in between us and hold it.

His eyes flashed to uncertainty for a second before hardening again and locking me out.

“You’re lying to me. You were always lying to me!” He screams and the power of his voice has me clamping my hands over my ears, blood dripping out a bit. I take a step forward, hand still reached out.

“I never lied. You’ve always been the only one for me. How could I love anyone else when I had you?” My voice is weak, stuttering as I feel my bottom lip quiver. The sadness I feel is uncontrollable and I’m doing everything I can to not fall into a crumbled mess on the ground. “Come back to me, Zashi… please.” I beg, and he steps to me.

“I’ll fix this if you promise to be mine. Right here, right now.”

“I’m already yours until the end of time.” I answer but he sneers, aggravated.

“That’s not what I mean.” He pulls off a glove and what he wants finally clicks.

“We- Shota is on the ceiling-“

“He can’t see anything, and he probably can’t hear.” The comfortable way he says this makes my skin crawl, but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been craving him this whole time. “You want me to surrender? Prove I’m your man.”

My head is saying, "Fool, forget him."

My heart is saying, "Don't let go.

I gulp, the dryness in my throat making me sputter a cough and he reaches out to me from concern, his true self breaking through. “Okay…” I agree, “yes.” And his hands are on me, pulling at the costume, or what’s left of it. The torn pieces of my outfit were ripping wider, the seam of my green pants tearing all the way up to my stomach. His calloused hands trace my thighs and without hesitation, two of his fingers rub against my clit. It’s rough and hurried, but god it feels amazing. His mouth finds the spot behind my ear instantly and I reach out. The groan he lets out against my skin as I palm him through his jeans is intoxicating.

“Zashi… please!” I whimper, and he nods, biting me and inserting a finger in me at the same time. My world spins for a moment as the two sensations collide and I grind against his hand, his thumb taking the place of those two fingers on my sensitive button.

I make quick work of his buckle and try to tug down his pants, getting them to his thighs as his hard erection slaps up against his abdomen. Even in the darkness, I can see his jacobs latter and my insides are preening at the memory, of how I remember it feels.

His lips attack when he catches me staring and I use my own slick to coat my hand and pump him slowly, but he rips my hand away and picks me up by the waist. It all happens so fast, I can’t even see anything until my back hits a cold wall and his head is at my entrance, spreading me open and about to enter me raw. We’ve never done that, and I’m so anxious about it, but I need it just as bad as he does.

“Ready, baby?” He asks and I nod, gazing into those green eyes I know I never want to be without. He pushes in and we both let out a pleading sound, the piercings shuffling around my insides and making me arch my back in pleasure. After the first push, it’s a relentless fucking and I can just hold on as he takes me against the wall. As he’s facing the wall, I peer one eye open just in time to see a specific shadow drop from the ceiling silently and take off his blindfold. My cheeks heat up and I shake my head, hoping he gets the message and he does. He runs out, but Hizashi can’t hear him over his own grunts and my whines.

His hand grabs my throat and I orgasm immediately, feeling him near his end from the clench of my walls around him. A few more destructive thrusts and I feel him fill me, but warmth flowing into me as I twitch from the pure endorphins this is causing.

Our bodies slump together as he pulls himself out and watches our mixed juices drip down my thighs. I moan a bit from the feeling and pant from exhaustion, right before looking up at him and beginning to cry.

Hold on till the end.

And that's what I intend to do

I'm hopelessly devoted to you

“Baby, why are you-” He cups my cheek as I cut him off.

“Forgive me… Hizashi, forgive me and know that I will never love anyone more than I love you…” I keep my head nuzzled into his open hand as I bawl my eyes out, then feeling his hand ripped away from me and seeing him get handcuffed and pinned to the ground through my tears.

“You lied to me!” He yells at me, but Eraserhead had understood my silent plea from before and was able to get the police and backup, also erasing Hizashi’s quirk so he couldn’t yell anymore.

“I’m sorry!” I cry out as Aizawa grabs a blanket and covers my half naked body, costume ripped and torn from both the battle and my ability to give him a false sense of safety. “You would have killed…”

But now there's nowhere to hide

Since you pushed my love aside

I'm out of my head

“It was all because I love you!” He yells again and I turn my face away, still shaking from sobs. Aizawa pulls me into his chest for a hug and shields me from Hizashi’s constant screams and verbal attacks. My heart shatters in my ears and I’m left with the feeling of pure emptiness, much like the whole week of us being apart has felt like. Now, Hizashi will be sent to prison and I will be alone again. “All for you!”

But he won’t be able to harm anyone else.

Hopelessly devoted to you

About a week later, I’m still recovering and visiting Hawks in the hospital, as well as Bubble girl and Fatgum. We all went into that battle and only a few came out able to function, the rest were under 24/7 hospital care. Like Hawks.

“Kid, relax.” He said to me, “none of this was your fault. You didn’t know he was a yandere.”

“He… he isn’t.” I blurt out and I hear a cough from behind me, turning to see Aizawa.

“Actually, a few psychiatrists sent in the reports yesterday. He has been classified as a yandere, and they are keeping him under surveillance because of his uncontrollable emotions.” The black haired man spoke and my chest was once again empty.

“But you’re safe now, he’s locked up, and you have nothing to fear.”

Hopelessly devoted to you

That was almost ten years ago. I have a family, children, a loving husband, and I haven’t looked back. But sometimes, I feel like someone’s watching me, or calling my name. A few times, I feel someone grab my wrist or whisper in my ear in public, but when I turn, no one is there.

I knew I was just imagining things, as I turned out the lights in my kitchen and slid into bed. My husband barely moved as the bed shiftly, getting into my side and feeling him.

“Baby you’re so cold…” I mumbled and kiss the back of his neck.

He doesn’t answer.

But the voice coming from my doorway does.

Hopelessly devoted to you

“Hello again, Little Listener.”

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lovelywongie · 10 months

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Yandere that would take you on walks after the Stockholm syndrome: Present mic, Midnight, Hitoshi, Erasermic

Yandere that would never let you step out of the house: Eraserhead, All might, Deku, Bakugou, Shoto, Hawks

Writing streak: 17

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the-moonlightwitch-official · 2 years

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chapter 3

summary: y/n l/n is a 18 year old girl that struggled in school a lot. It all started in kindergarten when her soul marks never appeared, becoming the class joke. But trust me, y/n’s life never got any easier when the marks did finally appear.

SERIES WARNING: MINORS DNI 18+, student x teacher, mentions of burning, scars, bullying, polyamorous, yandere, yandere themes, kidnapping, murdering, nsfw

“Oh sweetheart! You’ve found your soulmates!” your mother swarmed you in a hug. “We should celebrate, bring them over!” you looked nervous and shook your head. “Maybe some other time”. You brushed her arms off of you and walked away, placing your bag down on the kitchen chair, and headed towards your room. She followed you, asking 20 questions of “are you alright”, and “what happened?” You shut the door in her face and flopped on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, ignoring her pleas and knocks at your bedroom door.

You let out a long sigh that you didn't even know you were holding. You're absolutely exhausted. The whole day was spent dodging teachers, such as Mr. aizawa, yamada, and all might. It got to the point where you packed your shit and skipped class. You just went off campus and enjoyed your day away from school. Of course, many emails from the teachers blew up your phone and even got to the point where they even called your number from their personal cell. It all went ignored as you sat in a coffee shop. Quite small, but very peaceful, wasn't very busy since everyone was at work and school. The walk home wasn’t very peaceful. You lost track of time. People started shuffling into the shops and the streets began to get busy. Pretty much, you didn’t head home until UA dismissed its students and people got let out of work.

Constantly looking over your shoulder as you pretty much speed walked down the street. Someone was watching you, or at least it felt like it. ‘That's crazy, though, right? There are crowds of people here.’ you thought to yourself as you pushed through the crowds of people. Looking around, you see that no one was paying attention to you. They were all minding their business and had places to be, people to see. But you couldn’t shake this feeling. The feeling of a pair of eyes glued to you. You ran through the crowd in hopes to get home sooner. Colliding with someone, you both fell. “I'm so sorry!” you exclaimed while helping them up. They rolled their eyes and told you it was alright and carried on with their day. You watched them walk away, and in the corner of your eye you spotted someone in the crowd watching you. You turned to look, only to watch them quickly disappear. Weird. It looked a lot like aizawa. That's how you got home today, a lot of paranoia and running.

You lay on your bed, breathing deeply and pretty much just waiting for the parent phone call to happen. Not even a few minutes pass and low and behold, it’s happening now as you hear your mother angry on the phone and bringing up your name on the other side of the door. Huffing and sitting up, you prepare for the worst. The door opened abruptly and in came your mother with a look of anger and confusion. “Where were you today?” you looked at her and blinked. “I just got a call from your teacher, Mr. aizawa saying that you were absent for the rest of school after lunchtime.” you nodded in agreement. “Why?” you looked up at her again and said, “I don't want to talk about it, right now.” She huffed in annoyance and left your room with a look of disappointment.

Looking down at your phone, you noticed all the phone calls and messages from your friends and teachers. As you were scrolling through the messages that were sent by midoriya, and all the voicemails left by the callers, an incoming call came in. It looked like aizawa’s because the number matched his voicemails. You reluctantly swiped the answer button and put the cell phone up to your ear. “Hello?” you hear shuffling on the other end that sounded like paper work before you heard a voice.

“Hi, ms. l/n, glad you finally picked up. Where have you been today?” you rolled your eyes and “why are you calling me, you just got off the phone with my mother,” you heard a sigh on the other end “yes, that is true.” before he could say anything else you hung up. Right as you were about to set down the phone, another phone call came rolling in, except it wasn't aizawa it was mr. yamada. You put the phone on DND and went to sleep. Welp tomorrow’s gonna be fun.

Hizashi and shota accepted that you're their soulmate and are going to try to get to know you and love you. Meanwhile, All might isn’t having very much fun. He's confused. He shuffled through a crowd of people and entered a grocery store. All the memories went through his head. All the women he slept with and desperately tried to keep. Desperately tried to find a spark between them and him. He’s been looking for his soulmate for years. Often getting into relationships and sleeping with people. Getting them to say the words on his chest, so they can light up. But to no avail. He just kept digging himself a bigger and deeper hole. He lives alone now. Likewise, he doesn’t try to go after anyone. He just minds his own business and moves on with his life. The more he thinks about you, the happier he feels. He picked up two sodas and checked them out, putting them in bags and leaving. He can't let this pass. Likewise, he has to have you. He’s been looking everywhere for you for years, his soulmate. And now he finally found you.

The next school day was tiring. The morning was spent avoiding everyone and hiding from teachers. You were also wearing earphones and listening to music, so you have the excuse to ignore everyone. The buzzing in your pocket was a sign that someone texted you. Taking the phone out of your pocket and checking, you have seen that it was midoriya.

(midoriyas texts are green.)

“Hey, you should come hang out with me. You’ve been distant, are you alright?”

“fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Where are you?”

“Hanging out in the cafeteria, where are you?”

“The library.”

“You should come get something to eat.”

“K. Be there in a minute.”

And with that, you put your phone back in your pocket and put your earphone back in your ear. Now heading to the cafeteria, which was in another building. You began your journey out of the library and still being weary of your surroundings. Soon you began to approach and teacher lounge and the door was open. Quickly walking by it, you noticed a figure wearing all black leaning against the counter holding a cup of coffee. Soon the figure perked up as it noticed you walking by. It didn’t take a genius to know who it was. Aizawa.

“Wait” you faintly hear through your earphones. Shit. You picked up the pace and looked over your shoulder only to notice not only aizawa but yamada as well. You looked ahead, and before you could start running, a hand landed on your shoulder. You flinched and looked at the hand on your left shoulder and then to the person the hand was connected to. Light green orbs peered at you through orange shades. “Where have ya been, listener?” you looked ahead and tried to keep walking. But the hand on your shoulder tightened its grip. “Come on, let's hang out, yeah?” he guided you to turn around, and there was aizawa standing there. They guided you to the teacher's lounge. Aizawa closed the door behind all of you and pulled open a chair on the left side of the table for you to sit. Next to you, you noticed a laptop, headphones, cell phone, and iced coffe, sitting there on the table. That must be where Mr. yamada was sitting. Hizashi popped a squat right next to you, in the very seat with all the personal belongings.

He opened his laptop and continued to work like nothing happened, while also trying to start a conversation with you. You kept quiet. Hizashi pulled your earphones out. “Hello, earth to y/n?” you glared at him. “Cream or sugar?” you looked past mr. yamada’s shoulder to see that Mr. aizawa was making you a cup of coffee. “I'm good.” you responded as you took out your phone. Hizashi took it from your hands and sat it on the other side of his laptop, out of your reach. “HEY!” you shouted. As you were about to get up. Shota’s hand fell to your shoulder and sat you back down, as he sat a cup of freshly brewed coffee in front of you. “Relax” was all he said as he sat across from both you and his husband, hizashi. “Call me shota outside of class, and call my husband mr. yamada, Hizashi outside of class.” You looked shocked and turned to Mr. yamada next to you. Looking down, you noticed his wedding ring, as both of his hands were on the table. You looked up and seen that he was looking at you with a hopeful, and gleeful smile.

“Husband?” you looked back at aizawa.

He took a sip of his coffee. “Mhm.” Hizashi looked at his husband, aizawa and interlaced his fingers with his. Aizawa held his coffee in his other hand that wasn’t occupied with his husband's fingers. Hizashi spoke up. “Yep, this is all mine right here.” you looked at them both as they shared little dating/wedding stories. You tuned out, not hearing anything that was being said. Until a gloved hand waved in your face. “Hello there, earth to my little listener?” you snapped out of it and stood up, grabbing your phone. “Congrats.” you said nonchalantly. Hizashi stopped you and set you back down. “Listen. We love you. And we would want nothing more than to protect you and have you a part of our relationship.” he said calmly. “We’ll move slowly.” aizawa added in. you shook your head. “No.” getting up again, only to be sat back down. “Songbird, baby, please.”

“Give us a chance.” aizawa stepped in. with one final sigh. You relented. “Sure. You guys are my soulmates. So why not.” hizashi jumped up with glee and took you into a hug. “YES! We’re gonna love you, cuddle you.” before he could go any further. You jumped in. “What about your reputation. Y’know. Present mic. Eraserhead?” hizashi nodded in agreement, but quickly dismissed your worries. “It doesn’t matter. I love you. And I’ll disguise myself.” you shook your head. “What about my mom?” he looked down at you. “What about your mom?” you looked at aizawa. Who then stepped in. “She has a point. Her mother probably won't like that we’re both gonna be with her daughter.” hizashi thought for a minute. “We’ll hide it.” shota rolled his eyes. “We’ll figure something out, baby.” he said as he rounded the table and kissed your forehead. He yawned and declared that you all split up and head to class. He kissed hizashi and declared his departure, grabbing your hand and heading out of the room with you. “Bye, babe!” you heard hizashi shout behind you. Shota waved and headed to his classroom with you. He led you to his desk and he sat down in his.

It still fells odd to have your desk literally so close to his. Your desk is literally on the side of his. He can see everything you do know. What you're working on, what you're hiding, who you're looking at, if you're paying attention, etc. Honestly feels like a violation. Your phone buzzed, and you took it out of your pocket. Shit, you forgot about midoriya.

“y/nnnnnnnnnnnnn, where are you?”

Before you could answer, shota reached over with his hand open. Expecting you to put the phone in his hand. It took all of three seconds of your hesitation before he just snatched the phone from you. “HEY!” he looked at the phone and then you. “Texting boys are we?” you rolled your eyes. “That's my privacy, it's none of your business.” he turned off the phone and put it in his desk drawer, and locked it. “It’s causing a distraction, you’ll retrieve it during dismissal at the end of school today.” you gave him the look of shock. “Not fair at all. Class didn’t even start yet.” he just glared at you for a moment before continuing to type on his computer. The warning bell rung and kids began to flood the class, with the scary occasional glare from shota when any of the kids interact with you. Jeez, possessive much?

He lectured the class as per usual and gave out the worksheets. While everyone else was working, he helped you the most with the questions. Looks like you get special treatment. He plans on keeping the soul bond stuff on the down low. After class dismissed, you headed to miss midnights class. She knew about the situation and she was ecstatic. Treating you like royalty in her class. Looks like you get special treatment from her as well. The third period with hizashi was literally no different from shota’s class. You were sat near his desk and he gave you special treatment. Winked at you and made kissy faces when no one was looking. It made you extremely uncomfortable.

Lunch sucked. They reserved a teacher lounge all to themselves and forced you to eat with them. Well, shota didn't really eat. He just drank coffee and jelly packs and worked on paperwork. Hizashi was demolishing some ramen, with the occasional offer for a bit to shota. He mostly declined and the eventually caved. He dropped his pen and leaned over the table and took a bit of his ramen. The broth getting on his face and lips, and hiashi wasting no time to lean over the table and lick it off his face. You just looked away and stared down at the table as you slowly ate your curry. “It's good baby, do you want a bite?” you looked over and noticed hizashi looking at you with a bright smile and holding some ramen in between chopsticks out to you. Politely declining, you resumed your lunch.

He shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat. His noodles looked fire hot red. He apparently loves spicy noodles, especially 2x spicy. It was hard to eat when you had no appetite. It’s so hard to continue on with the day, when you can process what’s happening. You only agreed to this shit to shut them up. “I-i have to go to the bathroom.” you quickly got up and shota offered to come with, but you declined and continued on your way. There was really no point in declining because you already know, that one of them is going to be standing outside the restroom anyway. They only allow you to use the teacher bathroom. You tried to sneak your way into the student bathroom. But hizashi was apparently following behind you. “Nah uh” you looked behind you and seen hizashi snap his fingers and point to the teacher bathroom.

You went to where his finger was pointing and headed into the bathroom. Before you closed the door, you noticed him leaning against the wall, signaling that he was going to keep guard over you while you used the bathroom. You closed the door and looked into the mirror above the sink and questioned your life decisions. You turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on your face. The knocks on the door snapped you out of it. “Hey, songbird im gonna head back to the lounge real quick, I’ll be back in a few minutes, ok?”

“Ok.” you said to acknowledge his question. You heard heavy footsteps walking away. You took this as your chance to leave. You opened the door and looked both ways before walking away. Only to collide with someone. You looked up and seen the big buff all might. “Oh my! I'm so sorry y/n” he said. “It's fine.” you waved as you walked around him. He turned around and grabbed your shoulder. “Where are you going?” you looked at him and said, “downstairs to the vending machine.” he smiled. “I’ll come with.” you shook your head. “You don't have to.” he only ignored you and grabbed your hand, walking with you. He noticed you were in a hurry. “In a hurry, I see young y/n.” he chuckled. You looked nervous. “Is everything alright?” you nodded and kept going.

You reached the vending machine, and he interrupted you as you pulled out your money. “Allow me.” he said as he put his money into the vending machine and picked out what you wanted. “Pretty girls like you shouldn’t have to pay for things by yourself.” he smiled brightly as you and bent over to grab the snack that fell to the bottom of the vending machine. He handed it to you, and you smiled nervously, taking the snack from his hands and thanking him. You just can't escape these soul bonds. Before you could walk away, he lightly grabbed your shoulder and looked into your eyes. “You're so pretty, you know that?” you nodded. “So fucking pretty y/n, I'm glad that we’re soul bonds.” you were speechless. “How about I take you out to your favorite place to eat, after school, huh?” he said with hope in his eyes. Before you could say anything, you were interrupted.

“HEY!, what the hell are you doing?” you both looked over and seen hizashi and shota walking over, and looking absolutely pissed. All might put both of his hands up and smiled. “Just buying something for her at the vending machine is all.” shota raised a brow and walked towards you, grabbing your hand and guiding you away. As you were going upstairs, hizashi voiced his disappointment and his worries. “You should have said something to me before you left, songbird.” you nodded and walked back into the lounge. You sat back down and hizashi grabbed your curry and popped it back into the microwave. “Curry went cold, baby. Gonna warm it back up, for ya.” you thanked him. “What did he say to you?” you looked in front of you to see shota looking at you curiously. “Nothing much, just called me pretty and bought a snack for me.” shota huffed and grumbled in annoyance under his scarf. “Relax babe, I doubt he knew she was ours.” hizashi said as he sat your food down in front of you.

After eating, you carried on with your day. School went smoothly. With the occasional event of all might “accidentally” running into you multiple times. Shota stalked you from the sidelines and noticed all might strange behavior towards you. He’d have to confront him soon.

After school dismissal, you collected your phone from shota and headed out. The walk home was pretty good, except for the feeling of being watched. Normally, shota watched you, because he didn't want his husband doing it due to him being too recognizable and famous. Every sound of footsteps or rubble being stepped on behind you only encouraged you to walk faster. Shota noticed in the corner of his eye, all might as well was stalking you. Shota swiftly and quietly made his way to all might. All might noticed and quickly hid in an alleyway. “Toshinori what are you doing?” he jumped and rubbed his neck furiously. “N-nothing, just scanning the streets for villains.” shota didn’t believe that for a second. “You're in your skinny form. You normally scan the streets in your big form.” he shook his head. “Just trying something different.” shota was fed up.

“Spill it, what do you want with y/n?” all might looked shocked. “I don't know what you mean.” shota’s eyes lit up and his hair levitated above his head. “Stay away from hizashi and I’s soul bond.” toshinori looked at him confused. “Wait she’s your soul bond too?” shota’s hair dropped and questioned him. “What do you mean?” toshinori lifted his shirt and showed your soulmark on his chest.” shota was taken aback. Well, he’s going to have alot of fun explaining that to his husband. “She’s mine.” shota said before walking away. “She’s mine as well shota, she’s ours.” shota stopped and turned around, listening to toshinori ramble on about how long it took to find you. Shota decided to be reasonable.

“Fine we’ll figure something out.” Shota began to walk away when toshinori jumped back in. “my place? You can come over to my place and bring hizashi.” shota contemplated for a second before answering. “Sure.” toshinori brightened up. “6 pm?” shota nodded at his question. Toshinori rubbed his hands together and pulled out a notebook from his back pocket and grabbed the pen that was in it, clicking it multiple times before writing down the plan. “ you're following her home?” shota looked at toshinori one more time before answering. “Yes, I have it handled. I’ll protect her well. Why don't you go rest and get ready for the 6pm plan.” toshinori nodded and thanked him before walking away to his car and driving off. Shota followed through with his plan and followed you home, making sure you weren’t in harms way.

Meanwhile, toshinori was nervous. Staring straight ahead as he drove. No music played on the radio. Just silence. Toshinori is well aware that hizashi and shota steer clear of him, and are not really big fans of being around him. He accepts it, it’s well deserved. He thought about the past when he was in school. He was a third year when hizashi and shota were first years. It all started at the U.A sports festival when they first met. The event is only meant for first years. The only reason why Toshinori was allowed in was because he was at the top of his classes and was in the big three. They wanted him to encourage the first years and set a wonderful example. The fights happened first. The one v one’s. All might was going against another 3rd year, to show an example to the freshman’s what one of the big three were capable of. “TEXAS SMASH!” was the moved that ended the match. The other person went out of bounds. Resulting in Toshinori being the winner. Afterwards, the games began. The headband game. Toshinori teamed up with shota, hizashi, midnight, and oboro.

“Your really powerfu with a quirk like that.” he said to shota. Who sheepishly looked at him and said a quiet “thanks” The first soulmark on toshinori’s chest lit up. Before he could say anything, hizashi jumped in. “Texas smash, huh? That's creative!”. That's when toshinori’s second soul mark on his chest lit up. He decided to ignore it. He looked at his team members and said, “we’ll make an awesome team!” and with that. shota’s second soul mark on collar bone, lit up. Before anything could start, the loud sound of the horn being blown interrupted him and the games began. After the games, Everyone was worn out and needed a break. “You make an amazing teammate, hizashi!” toshinori said after catching up with him, after the team split ways. Hizashi’s second soul mark on his hip lit up.

“Hey you ignited my mark.” hizashi said, showing toshinori in surprise. He looked surprised and then showed hizashi the soul marks that ignited on his chest. Hizashi was ecstatic and grabbed toshi by the hand and ran to shota. “Look, look, he’s our soulmate!!” shota looked over at the two and said nothing. “Wait, you two are already soulmates?” toshi asked.

(FLASHBACK)

Hizashi was known as the loud extrovert of the class. Talks way too loudly and too much. Hizashi made his way to the back of the class. Where shota was located. Target acquired.

Shota was sitting at his desk in the back, quiet as a mouse. “You’re looking mighty lonely over there.” shota gasped in pain as the words on his collar bone lit up. “Do you ever shut up?” he responded. Hizashi also took a step back and gasped in pain as the words on his hip bone lit up. From there on out they, were friends and eventually fell in love.

(END FLASHBACK)

“Yeah, we’re soulmates.” hizashi said. “We’re in loooooooooove.” he added in making kissy faces at shota. Who only dodged it.

After the school day ended, they brought toshinori to a small café and hung out. Discussing relationship planes and soul mate things. “We’d love for you to join our relationship. You're our soulmate after all.” hizashi said. Shota nodding in agreement. The pair were honestly hopeful. Toshi declined, stating that he doesn't want that, he wants to focus on hero work and becoming the number one hero. He doesn't have time for this stuff. Hizashi tried to get him to change his mind. But he just yelled at them and stormed out of the café.

That was the last time he’s seen them. Even as adults, when they met again, the pair didn't want much to do with him unless they were assigned to something with him. Other than that. They just steer clear of each other.

Toshinori kept his eyes on the road and eventually pulled into his driveway. This, this could be a huge change. He went in, took a shower and prepared for the event later today. He started brewing tea, when he heard a knock at the door. He jumped in surprise and looked at his watch. “Shit, 6pm already.” he scurried to the door and opened it. There stood shota and hizashi wearing casual clothing. “Come in!” toshinori said nervously. Closing the door after the two came in. “R-right this way.” he said, guided the pair to the dining room table. It was awkward. The three being near each other again, let alone in toshi’s house.

“Nice home……it’s very homey.” hizashi said, trying to lighten the mood just a bit. Toshinori sat tea in front of the pair and sat down. A few moments of silence and the sounds of tea being sipped on before toshinori spoke. “Listen. I am truly sorry for my past actions and the way I spoke to you and treated you both.” Hizashi looked at him before taking off his glasses and folding them. “Listen, it's fine. You had goals that you wanted to reach. I respect that.” he said, putting his hands in front of him to dismiss toshi’s apology. “I wanted to make up for it, since you're my soul mates, and figure something out about y/n.” shota nodded at what toshinori said and added in. “I gave it some thought and I think adding you into our marriage is the best plan for this.” Hizashi nodded in agreement. Toshi smiled, “are you sure?” shota took a sip of tea before answering. “Hizashi was skeptical about it, since he didn't really wanna fuck with you, but after some convincing, he’s willing to forgive you and move forward.” Hizashi nodded.

“The marriage would have to wait a few weeks, due to money and having many plans.” shota added. “Of course, thank you so much. I won't disappoint the both of you. I will be the best I can be and provide for you both and y/n.” They nodded in agreement.

“We’re going to kidnap y/n, and hopefully add her to our marriage at some point.”

Taglist:

@bubblymusiclover13

@hornehlittleweeblet2

@hadesnewpersephone

@chaichaiiskai

@justpeachyjoon

#yandere erasermic #yandere toshinori #yandere all might #yandere mha #yandere eraserhead #yandere present mic #yandere hizashi

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demonlamb666 · 2 years

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How would yanderes poly Erasermic react to reader asking them if she can publish her stories online and do you think they’ll allow her to do so?

Reader wants to post their writing online

Warnings: yandere themes, poly relationship, overprotective themes, slight mentions of reader being threatened (nothing graphic), clingy behaviour, slight infantilisation.

~Aizawa is actually much more willing to let you post your stories online than Hizashi is. They’re both very protective of you but Zashi is more worried about people being mean to you or you getting cyber bullied, you’re his sensitive little song bird and he can’t stand the thought of people being mean to you. Aizawa is slightly less infantilising with you and more confident in your mental state and abilities but he also has a darker view on the world, he’s more worried about a villain finding you through the writing.

~You can convince them, but it’s hard. The silent treatment can work on Hizashi but if Aizawa finds out it has the opposite effect because he won’t tolerate you being a brat and upsetting his husband. You’re best bet is a lot of begging, cuddles and sweet moments. Zawa and Zashi are both soft for you so as long as you can convince them it’s safe they’ll let you do it.

~Aizawa is more likely to give you some privacy when it comes to your writing and will just ask you questions at dinner about how it’s going and if you’re having fun. But he does expect you to come to him if anyone makes you uncomfortable or threatens you. If Hizashi asks him to he might go on all your device and put some child settings on. Zashi on the other hand is constantly asking questions and trying to peek over your shoulder to see what you’re writing. He’s very clingy and lovey dovey so you should make sure you make time for him or they might put a time limit on your devices.

~If they get even a hint of you acting differently or you seem upset Aizawa and Hizashi will both agree they should check out your writing, just to make sure you’re ok. And if they find out someone’s bullying you or threatening you they will immediately use their resources as pro hero’s track them down and make sure they never bother you again. After this they will sit you down at the dining table like you’re a child and Aizawa will tell you that you’re not aloud to post your writing online anymore while Zashi tries to comfort you and explain that it’s for the best. They hate seeing you upset and your tears feel like someone’s stabbed them in the heart but Aizawa will remind his husband that it’s for your safety, besides now you can spend more time with them, which pretty much convinces Hizashi and hardens his resolve. Neither of them want you to stop writing because they know you enjoy it but if it means keeping you safe then they’ll deal with your tantrums and frustration. You’re their songbird, their kitten and they’re your husbands, so they’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.

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talpup · 2 years

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A new chapter for Erase the Shadow is up on ao3.

Since my ask had no response from anyone saying that they read my fics on here, all my fics updates will be posted solely on ao3, and I will just post an update notification on here.

Thank you all for your feedback. I hope you all enjoy. And as always, a special thanks to @inorganicone2230 for being the best.

#aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #eraserhead #present mic #yandere hizashi #bnha yandere #Erase The Shadow

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 2 years

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I don't know if I've requested this before, but here:

OKAY, so if this is too heavy of a topic I am so sorry, but hear me out! Romantic Yandere erasermic with a darling that has depression, now the depression has been around for a long time and was NOT caused by them, but being kidnapped has made it worse. And their darling has depressive episodes that can get so bad that their darling wont want to eat, drink, shower, brush their teeth, or change clothes in the morning, and sometimes it takes threats of a punishment to get them out of bed in the morning. I suffer from depressive episodes like that, so I was wondering what Mic and Aizawa would do if they saw their Darling suffer like that?

If that's too heavy of a topic, then how about romantic erasermic, and their darling actually escapes, but their darling has so much trouble adjusting back to a normal life that like, a month later they come back sobbing and literally begging to come back home with them?

Its not to heavy darling

I think because its so heavy its nice to address it

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“Did you eat today?”

“...”

“(Y/n)! Did you-”

“Okay! I did! I did, alright. Chill out.”

“...Did the thing you eat actually have any protein value? Or was it just some cubes of ice you were pretending was an actual snack.”

“....”

“Kitchen. Now.”

When Shouta and Hizashi finally migrated you into their home they knew you were struggling. It's what made them so worried. They expected that for the first month this behavior would increase and they’d be wary of it. But after three months had passed without you attempting to escape or even enjoy the autonomy they allowed you to have they were worried.

What worried them even more was your growing dissonance to the punishments they put in place to make you move. The first time the second Shouta suggested actually breaking your legs since you want to stay in bed all day, you snapped right up avoiding the bed like the plague until the end of the day. The next time though was not nearly as responsive:

“Can I at least have some painkillers?”

They eventually shifted their already solid schedules to take time to encourage you to actually function. Sometimes taking you into the shower themselves, spoon feeding you, or even brushing your teeth.

They’re definitely not letting you go. If you thought your depressed doll state was going to scare them off, think again. They up their game in engaging with your hobbies because of course they know them already. Even with your short bouts of energy to indulge they praise your advancements. If you like ranting about a show or movie they will sit down and listen to you for hours. Or if you like to bake or cook they make it a challenge for you; “Tomatoes, sun chips, sour cream, and caramel! Make it work!” Even if you end up creating an abomination they’re cheering you on and shoving it down their throats.

If you can’t muster the energy or the drive to even look at the things you love they go with a more primal tactic.

You hear the door to your “room” creak open. You don’t bother to open your eyes as you hear the determined footfalls of one of your captors. You expected to be lightly shaken awake or being carried out of bed (Shouta). Only to hear that the steps stopped at the foot of your bed, you figured that this was just some new way to wake you up. What you weren’t ready for was the rising of the covers and the heat of another person crawling to you. Without moving your head you watched the bubbling of the comforter move closer to your lower half. You stayed still, mostly in shock as large calloused hands gilded softly up your leg to your waist. You began to squirm a little as those same hands began to flutter and pinch at the puffy fat underneath your skin.

“H-hey! Hold on–whoa!”

The tickles and touches that were just playfully occupying your waist had propped your butt up before pulling off your undergarments, leaving you completely bare. Because of your position you weren’t able to kick at your assailant settling to just bucking your hips in a desperate attempt to get loose. Your plan backfired, where one of your thrusts was made to create distance only enticed the face of whoever it was into the clutch of your genitals. You stopped realizing that you were the one who instituted the lewd act only to feel that same presence move towards you once again.

“AeAe–Is that y-your tongue-? Ahh~!”

You couldn’t focus on anything as the growing heat of this person’s tongue just kept lapping at your sopping privates. Your only solace was the tight hold you had on the sheets; practically pulling it off the mattress as you involuntarily bucked.

“Feeling better now?”

The gruff and sultry voice of Shouta tickles your ear, being lightly rubbed at by the scruff on his chin. You were so occupied with who you could only assume to be Hizashi you couldn’t focus on the entry of the other. Feeling overheated and overwhelmed you leaned into the hero, moaning into his mouth as you reached your climax. Coming down from your high you rested your head on the naked chest of the man beside you; just barely registering the kisses peppered from waist to just below your chest.

“Did you know *kiss* we’re studying anatomy *kiss kiss* with the kids?” “He’s right.” Shouta began to hold your face up to his, kissing your forehead.” Especially endorphins *peck* and oxytocin.”

“All of which come from…hehe~good times.” Finally appearing from beneath the cover of your comforter resting his head on your upper abdomen. His beady eyes glow a devious yellow-green staring straight into yours. Spooked, you turn to the piercing crimson gaze of Shouta as he continues.

“Depression doesn’t let you enjoy yourself, whether it's actually loving yourself…” The man that was previously covered crawled to your unoccupied left forcing you to stare into his loving gaze.

“...or loving the things you love…”

“But lucky for you we have you…”

“We love you and we’ll gladly help you fight this.”

“Yes it’s our vow to keep our kitten healthy by all means necessary…”

A new hand cold and just as big caressed downward before resting over the space between your legs. What felt cold seconds before once again began to heat up and that familiar wetness returned.

“Even if it means forcing your body to get with the program.” The radio star’s voice snickered into your ear as he trailed his hand over your nipples giving one a squeeze.

“We’ll love you, (Y/n) even when you can’t.”

“You’ll move because of us, canary.”

“You’ll sing again because of us.”

“We’ll do everything for you (Y/n)!”

“Even loving you.”

“Even when you can do it yourself.”

“Because you're ours.”

#yandere bnha #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderes #yandere erasermic #erasermic #yandere aizawa x reader #yandere hizashi #yandere hizashi yamada #yandere aizawa shouta #yandere polyamory

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thecuriousquest · 9 months

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Could u do a erasermic fic where the reader hates them as they kidnapped her and she constantly tells them that she does. Like she even stopped eating because of her stress. And then one day something happens and she warms up to them. Thank you!

The Grace Period

Yandere EraserMic x Fem!Reader

Tag List: @issamomma

Warnings: Yandere themes, SFW, kidnapping, blood, mentions of spanking, mouth washing with soap, Aizawa’s a hard ass, hair pulling in a platonic way

Checkout my Master List here.

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Mic drags you into the living room by your ear. Aizawa quirks his brow, wondering what you could have done this time. He sets his coffee mug down on the table in front of him and sits back.

“What happened?” The Eraser Hero asks.

“I found her trying to chip at the window again. Look at her fingers! They’re all bloody again.”

Your lip curls as you glare at them. Rage pours into your words. “Maybe if you would just let me go-”

Hizashi isn’t gracious enough to let you finish that sentence. He grabs you by the jaw and squeezes hard enough to leave bruises.

“I’ve heard enough out of you for the rest of the day. We are not letting you go! Is that understood?”

“I hate you! I hate you both so much, you fucking assholes!”

Shouta stands up and walks over to you. He grabs you by your hair, pulling you from Mic’s grip.

“Ah, fuck! Let go of me, you son of a bitch!” you cry out in pain.

He drags you over to the sink in the kitchen. The pro hero turns on the faucet, getting a used bar of soap wet.

You know what’s about to happen next, so you clamp your mouth shut. He knows how to combat this move, and he pinches your nose until you gasp for air. Once your lips part far enough, he shoves the soap into your mouth, washing all of the nasty words from it.

The taste is worse than you could ever imagine. It’s bitter and clean, a tang of funk bubbling on your tongue. He scrubs every inch of the cavern, making sure to cleanse your cheeks, teeth, and roof. Nothing is left unwashed.

Every time you try to pull away from him, you’re forced back over the sink by a strong pull on your locks.

Fuck, he’s going to rip it out with how harsh his grip is.

It’s not fair to be in this position. It’s not fair that you can’t sleep or eat because of how much stress you’re under. It’s not fair that they make you cuddle with them at night!

You gag on the soap, droplets leaking from your eyes, snot dripping from your nose. To you, he’s been going at this for at least an hour. In reality, it’s only been a few minutes.

Finally, the soap drops into the sink, and the grip on your hair is released. Shouta kindly allows you to rinse your mouth out.

“Be grateful I’m not sending you to bed with those suds in your mouth. Rinse up and go apologize to Zashi,” he says as he refers to his partner’s nickname.

You want to tell him to fuck off. You want to tell him that he’s a crazy bastard and that you have nothing to apologize for. However, one glance at the soap in the sink forces you to bite your tongue. You gladly rinse away the awful bubbles in your mouth, but you find that as you try rid your mouth of them with water, the bubbles only multiply. It takes a while before you feel like all of the suds are gone, but the bitter taste continues to linger like a ghost.

Walking out of the kitchen to go find the Voice Hero, you miss Shouta shaking his head as he watches you leave.

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Weeks have passed since the soap incident. It weighs heavily on your chest. As you sit in the garden, you can’t stop thinking about the spanking you also received later that night from both pros when you decided you weren’t going to eat another dinner. It’s the first one they have ever given you, and you’re sure it won’t be the last one since they are so good at finding things to punish you over.

The only reason you’re allowed outside on your own is because of the security measures they have which is a shock collar and an invisible fence line.

“Be happy we only put this on you when you’re outside,” Shouta told you as you sulked while he fastened the latch around your neck.

The property seems endless as it is so secluded from any neighbors. However, you know that your ability to roam isn’t limitless. You remember that very well from the last time you tried to find the fence’s edge. You had almost pissed yourself from the gut wrenching shock it gave you.

So, here you are, sitting on a bench, enjoying your thirty minutes of free time. They seem to believe that it’s good for all of you to have something to do by yourself during the day. Hizashi has his podcast, Shouta has his books, and you have the garden.

Something catches the corner of your eye. A slight movement. If you weren’t looking that way, you definitely would have missed it.

A puppy has wondered into the backyard. It doesn’t surprise you. All types of animals come back here because the area is so isolated. It’s peaceful, a sanctuary from the bustling city.

You notice something off about the puppy, though. The poor creature seems too skinny. Its back is emaciated, patches of fur missing. Also, its back leg is broken. You walk over to the black pup, picking it up and holding it in your arms. With the tiny thing staring up at you with dark brown eyes, you notice it’s a boy.

Completely unsure of what to do, you walk inside and yell for Shouta and Hizashi to come downstairs quickly.

The two race over to you as fast as they can thinking something is wrong. You’ve never yelled for them before, so it must be an emergency. They stop upon seeing you with the puppy in your arms.

“He needs help. He’s walking funny, and he’s itchy,” is all you can think of to say.

“Oh no, you put that thing back where you found him. I don’t want a dog in my house,” Shouta explains.

“Aw, come on. We’re heroes. We should save the little guy. Let’s at least take him to the vet. We can figure out what to do from there. Alright?” Hizashi attempts to argue.

Contemplating this, Aizawa crosses his arms and sighs. “Fine, he’ll go to the vet and then the pound.”

The dog was only in the pound for two days before Hizashi convinced Shouta to let them bring him home. The dog didn’t belong to anyone because nobody claimed him after the grace period.

“He needs us? Please? It might make Y/N come around if we bring him home. He’s so adorable. How could you be so heartless?!”

After relentless pestering, Shouta drives the two of you to the shelter to pickup the dog. As you get into the backseat with the puppy in your arms, you hold him like a little baby, cuddling him closely.

“Can I name him Razor?”

Huffing, Shouta tells you that you can do whatever you want.

Hizashi elbows his partner before looking over his shoulder at you. “Razor sounds like an awesome name, sweetie,” he beams at you. “Next stop, the pet store!”

Before Shouta starts up the car, you scooch forward and lean past the console that divides the raven haired man from the blonde.

“Thank you so much,” you say as you give Aizawa a kiss on the cheek before landing a peck on Hizashi’s.

———

Bonus:

Three weeks later, it makes you laugh when you see Shouta asleep on the couch with the puppy held snugly against his chest.

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thetreefairy · 1 year

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an euphoric night

p.1 - masterlist

@slasherscrybaby here is part two to your request

Warnings: yandere themes, reader lies to erasermic telling them that their new friend has a partner, erasermic are gaslighting reader into not working, yandere shigaraki is a warning on its own, eri and hitoshi are also kinda yandere for us, this shit long AF. they/them reader

Shigaraki tomura couldn't believe it.

Aizawa Reader, gave him, their number.

Eraserhead's child gave him their number.

And they healed them, without even knowing his name.

When he was at the hide out, he immediately got animal crossing ready. He needed an excuse to talk to them, he needed to know how much they even know about the League of Villains, he needed to become their friend.

He just needed to text them, but what should he say?

Tomura to Reader: Hi, we met at the game shop...

No... That didn't seem right....

Tomura to reader: 'Hi, it's Tomura, is this Reader?'

Yeah, that seems right... Then he can confirm that it's truly Aizawa Reader.

Reader to Tomura: Hii Tomura, this is reader :D, I'm so happy you decided to text me :D

Tomura couldn't help but chuckle at the quick response, it seems that the rumors are true, Eraserheads and Present mics oldest child truly is desperate for friends.

Yet it seemed endearing and cute to him.

Tomura to reader: Thank you for healing my neck, and a new gaming buddy? I am not going to pass that up.

'This won't scare them off right?' He thought as he scratched his neck. Then he got a notification:

*Reader changed Tomura to Tomu-Tomu*

he chuckled, they truly are cute.

Reader to Tomu-Tomu: Its no problem, just make sure to not scratch your neck that much. Well I hope we can be great gaming buddies Tomu!

Perhaps he should give them a nickname too. And he has just the one in mind

*Tomu-tomu changed Reader to player two*

Tomu-tomu to player two:

Send me a list of games you play, player two~ maybe we can play multiple games together :D

Tomura couldn't help but feel giddy, Eraserheads child, talking to him, without knowing who he truly is. Oh how exciting.

Player two to tomu-tomu:

I have to focus on dinner right now, my dads are glaring at me lol, I'll send you a list afterwards :D

Tomu-tomu to player two:

Alright, eat well.

Reader themselves were eating dinner with Erasermic and their siblings as their phone pinged the whole time. And with every ping Reader picked it up, typed something and then put it down.

"Are you done?" Shota asked annoyed. "Yes, sorry." Reader whispered as they ate. "who is texting you?" Hizashi asked. "tomu-tomu! I met him at the game shop with his partner!" Reader lied smoothly. The eyes of their siblings and fathers softened instantly.

"Thats great, but why is he texting you so much?" Eri asked, tilting her head confused. "Oh, he wanted me to send a list of games I play so that we can see how many games we can play together. I told him I would later."

Shota hummed in agreement. "I heard from Hitoshi that you went to a cat Cafe with him and that you got a job offer there." Oh, reader already knew how this would go, Reader glared at Hitoshi and said: "They did, I told them I would think about it, apparently I fit their aesthetic."

This time Hizashi spoke up: "But don't you already have enough allowance?" Reader gulped at his tone, it was clear he didn't want them to work there. "I do." They admitted but continued: "but I would like to work for my money too. It gives a sense of fullfillment, I guess."

"then you can do extra chores for extra money." Hizashi said. "Don't you agree, Shota?"

"Indeed, it seems like a way beter idea then working in a café." Shota agreed, Hitoshi nodded in agreement causing reader to groan in annoyance. Eri sudddenly asked; "what if you get kidnapped by a villain and get experimented on like me?"

Reader stared at their younger sibling in shock. "Eri, did you have a nightmare again?" They blurted out. "Do you want to have a sleepover in my room?"

It seemed that Reader was oblivious to how they wear their Heart on their sleeve. To the point even Eri could manupilate them with ease.

"We can have a family sleepover." Hitoshi counter suggested. "Okay!" Eri shouted happily, she knew that she did exactly what her parents taught her. They must be so proud of her! And they were, Erasermic smiled at their youngest child.

"I'll decline the offer." Reader told Eri with a small smile. However everyone in the room could sense Reader's disappointment.

They were always quite easy to read.

"Can I be excused?" Reader asked. "Of course." Hizashi said with a smile and then asked; "Are you going to send that game list and rest?"

"Yeah, if we are going to have a sleepover, sleeping won't be a top priority." They teased their family, causing Eri to giggle.

When Erasermic saw reader disappear upstairs they couldn't help but think:

I hope that that 'Tomu-Tomu' won't take Reader from us.

If anyone wants me to make a taglist for this post, tell me and I'll add you to it.

this is kinda long ngl

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