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Isn't he beautiful?!

Just look at how beautiful he is: the neck line, the lower part of the face. I imagine how fatally handsome he will be when his upper face is returned to him.

And he is incredibly charming in his anticipation of a fun game. As a child - he is charming with his spontaneity.

I adore him.

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[At McDonald’s drive-through]

All For One: Hmm. I’ll take it all.

Kurogiri: As in, the entire menu or the building itself?

All For One: Yes.

Kurogiri:

All For One:

Drive-through worker:

Kurogiri, handing over his credit card: You heard the man. We’ll take it all.

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Afo loves you ♡

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Rating: Explicit - for readers 18+ only Entire Story TW: Rape/Noncon/DubCon, gore (non-reader directed), All For One too many kinks to count them all. Highly mentally and sexually abusive relationship. This story is absolutely not for minors and readers should consult the warnings/tags at the top before reading. This chapter’s TW: Post-coital injury, fingering

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Chapter 41 Excerpt:

Once the food was acquired, you placed all of it onto a large plastic serving tray. Moving slowly so as not to spill, you made your way back to the bedroom. You used your hip to coax the door open. Shigaraki lay on the bed, his calm, relaxed face ill-suited to his volatile temperament.

“Dar-ling” you muttered. “I brought you your meal.”

Shigaraki’s eyes didn’t open, but a pleased smile flitted across his lips. He waved at you to come and scooted over on the bed to make room. You sighed and took a seat on the edge of the bed.

“You really want to eat in here?” you asked, placing the teacups on the nightstand. Your brow wrinkled. “It seems a little unhygienic.”

“I used to do this for my little brother when he was ill,” he explained, sitting up. He took the tray from you and placed it in his lap. “It was a special treat for him.”

You rolled your eyes and pointed to the tray which was tilting dangerously to one side. “And did you wash the sheets after?”

Shigaraki shored up the food with one hand and beamed at you. “If you eat fast enough the food doesn't have time to spill.” He handed you your plate.

“Right, right,” you grumbled, taking your meal in hand.

Your husband lifted his chopsticks from the tray and then looked down at the meal. He bit his lip as a delighted smirk crossed his face. Across his two omelets, written in blood-red ketchup, were two simple words: "you scumbag".

As the blond sniggered, you turned your head to conceal a small, proud smile. One of his massive hands reached up and patted you on the head before rocking your skull back and forth.

"You're lucky you're the favorite, my dear."

Your chest ached at those words. All you could think was: No. Quite the opposite.

Shigaraki sliced the omelet with a simple drag of the chopsticks. Steam curled upwards from his meal, and he took a deep inhale. Then he picked up a bite-sized piece and popped it into his mouth. There was a serenity to his smooth face as he chewed the morsel. He swallowed and licked his lips. The back of his hand stroked your cheek.

“It’s wonderful.”

You turned your head and tried to ignore the heat rising in your face. “Oh? Even if it isn’t ham?”

Your husband’s smile was smooth as silk. He lifted his chin and beamed at you with arched scarlet eyes. “I don’t recall putting a qualifier on my statement.”

You froze for a moment as the heat spread to the tips of your ears. Swallowing down the giddy feeling threatening to overtake you, you hurriedly shoveled food into your mouth. It did little to hide the excited smile you so desperately tried to conceal.

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Rating: Explicit - for readers 18+ only

Entire Story TW: Rape/Noncon/DubCon, gore (non-reader directed), All For One too many kinks to count them all. Highly mentally and sexually abusive relationship. This story is absolutely not for minors and readers should consult the warnings/tags at the top before reading.

This chapter’s TW: Non-con

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Chapter 40 Excerpt:

From the balcony of your bedroom, you looked out into the palace gardens below. It was early summer and the red poppies you loved were in full bloom. Your mother-in-law, the dowager queen, had hated them. She said they were too showy when in bloom, too short-lived to be pretty and that they left behind unsightly leaf litter when they died. She always preferred her maiden  lilies. They were a subtle pink which exemplified the refined beauty a proper princess must possess. In your opinion, they were too refined, much like her.

Despite your captive circumstances, as a tank mowed down the old biddy's favorite flowers, it did bring a small, vindictive smile to your face.

“Oh dear,” you murmured, pressing your palm to the side of your cheek. “I’m sure she would have had a lot to say about that.”  You whined in a nasally voice: “A coup-d'etat? How garish. I never should have let my son marry such a woman! This wouldn’t have happened if he married the Lithenian princess! You and your mountain blood bring such dishonor to our lines!”

You leaned on the railing of your balcony, watching as a commander pointed vigorously at the forest at the back of the castle grounds. Your cold smile fell into a deep, concerned frown. Your voice was soft. It was a tone you could never let anyone at the palace hear.  “I hope the gardener got away. He was such a nice old man.” You paused and looked over your shoulder at the perfectly organized room. "And that young attendant with the cough. Poor thing probably can't run can he?"

Behind you, there was the heavy metallic drag of a bolt and the creaking of under oiled hinges. You turned slowly. Your hands never leaving the balcony rail. In an instant, the mask you’d crafted over your years of etiquette training was back. Hard eyes gave a judging glare to the man in black as he entered your private chambers. He flashed you an amused sneer; his crimson eyes flashing bright in the afternoon sun. There was a loud click as he locked the deadbolt behind him.

You clasped your hands at your waist to keep them from shaking. “Welcome back General Oni,” you stated in your most formal tone. “Have you murdered enough of my innocent staff to satisfy your blood lust yet or will you be going out for a third helping?”

The general’s smile only seemed to widen, splitting his face like the demon he now claimed to be. He strolled around your bed, his black cape billowing behind him. The fluttering reminded you of a bat’s wings passing your ear in the night. It raised your hackles. As he moved from the shadows of the indoors into the light of the day, you half expected him to melt. It was disappointing when he didn’t even flinch.

“I see you’ve sharpened your tongue since I left,” he replied, taking one step too close to you for comfort.

You gritted your teeth, and refused to take a step back. Even in heels, you couldn’t match his ridiculous height. Towering over you only seemed to make him more cheerful. Somehow, the way he looked at you reminded you of a man looking at a barking puppy. It made you want to bite him again.

You nodded to the skull mask which rested atop his head. “I see you’ve deepened your delusions of grandeur since you left.”

If his smile stretched any wider it was going to tear his ears open. “They aren’t delusions if they are real.”

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…suddenly I wanted to draw memes. I think it suits him.

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The season itself is pretty boring and I'm pretty disappointed for hyping it up but at the same time at least we got some more Afo screentime 😈

Yeah I feel the same way. I'm just disappointed because I had so much hope for season 5.

I came everytime AFO was on screen. Straight up legs shaking, panty wetting, eyes rolling back. We need an arc just about him. We need a whole separate series about him istg. 🤤 daddy AFO made this season watchable

Look at him. Look at how cute he is. He is so evil and adorable. What a little monster

love him

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Uhm.... so how are we all feeling about season five of my hero academia?

#bnha #mha #mha spoilers #its probably the worst season tbh #i dont like it all that much #bnha shigaraki #boku no hero academia shigaraki #all for one x y/n #all for one x reader #all for one headcanons #my hero academia shigaraki #all for one

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I want dilfs who fuck, ONLY.

Fans luv making characters like 20 year olds who have never had sex or killed anyone and it's like ... What about my terrible old men who fuck severely. You're misinterpreting them wrong

#tomura is the only exception #other that that dilfs only

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YANDERE ALL FOR ONE X FEMALE READER

Rating: Explicit - for readers 18+ only Entire Story TW: Rape/Noncon/DubCon, gore (non-reader directed), All For One too many kinks to count them all. Highly mentally and sexually abusive relationship. This story is absolutely not for minors and readers should consult the warnings/tags at the top before reading.

This chapter’s TW: Some physical abuse (painful wrist grabbing/butt slapping), non-con puppy-master play, dubious consent exhibitionism, denial play.

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Chapter 38 Excerpt:

“Do you intend to play stupid all evening, or are you going to give me an explanation for your actions?"

You yelped as the tingling became a burning. Your lip trembled. “Please stop…”

He pulled you up to his face. A cruel, tooth-filled grimace replied to your terrified one. “I asked you to stop and you didn’t. Why should I?”

“Because I didn't hurt you!” you fired back. Your eyes squeezed shut and you whined: “Owowowowowowowowowow!”

A cold laugh flew from his mouth. “Didn’t hurt me?! Didn’t hurt me!?!” he demanded, giving you a firm shake. As he stared into your fearful eyes he let out a labored sigh. In a low, slow, lecturing tone, he started to monologue. “Here I am generously trying to ensure that my wife has the child she’s always dreamed of and she seems to think it funny to sabotage those efforts.” His fingernails dug into your flesh, leaving deep dents. “Do you think that doesn’t hurt me?”

“I’m sorry! I’M SORRY!” The apology was tainted by a squealing shriek of pain.

As fast as the word flew from your mouth, Shigaraki released your arms. You tumbled onto your side, curling onto the mattress. On your biceps there were large sore areas in the shape of his hands. You rubbed your arms with your own hands and whimpered into the blankets.

“Heaven help me your mood swings are truly spectacular.” He scratched the back of his head and frowned at you. “You’re lucky I’m such a forgiving man. Anyone else couldn’t handle you.”

You bit your tongue and squeezed your eyes shut. Your body quivered under his touch and you fought the urge to squirm away lest it set him off again. The throbbing under your skin curled down your arms as your heart tried to force blood through the traumatized veins.

"Now…" he muttered, placing a soft kiss on the back of your head. "I've tried to be reasonable but I really can't allow you to keep up the bratting you've been doing this week."

Your eyes flew open at his words. You tried to lift yourself to your wrists. However, your injured arms collapsed at the first sign of pressure. Like the ill-fated heroine of a horror story, you could do nothing but watch as a wide, winding sneer spread across his face.

“Perhaps some minor punishment to remind you of the nature of your situation is in order.”

As All For One’s massive hand reached out to you, it cast a dark shadow on your face. Like the black claws of a reaper, it blocked out all the light as it drifted nearer and nearer. The word “punishment” hit your brain like a brick to a glass, shattering any hopes you had that he would calm down from the apology alone. Your mind flew, managing to do an impressive array of rapid-fire calculations in the milliseconds it took for him to stretch out his arm. Lying on the bed, naked and afraid, you flashed back to the night he had raped you. There was little doubt in your mind that All For One’s frustrations would carry you down exactly the same path as before. All at once, the only thing you could think of that might save you from being eaten alive by the beast slipped from your trembling lips.

“At least let me put the collar back on!”

All For One froze, his fingers hovering mere centimeters from your head. At first, his brows furrowed as if he didn’t really understand the words. Then they raised until they wrinkled his forehead. Finally, as the full weight of your words hit both of you simultaneously, he grinned so wide it looked like his cheeks would tear. He tilted his chin up and stared down his nose at you.

You stared back. Your mind was numb as you realized what you had just asked for.

"My dear…”

Oh no…

“It occurs to me this might be my fault.”

Oh no no no…

“Perhaps I've kept you in the house too much today and that's why you're acting up."

Please don’t. For once in your life All For One, just please don’t.

Shigaraki clapped his large hands together in front of his face. His fingers folded over each other and he cocked his head in a sinister grin. Then he rubbed them vigorously and leaned forward until the tip of his nose was almost touching yours.

"Does the puppy want to go on a walk?"

Adrenaline tore through your blood like a spray of bullets. Your aching muscles surged to life. You were halfway off the bed when your husband caught you around the waist. You thrashed in his grip, slamming your fists on the mattress.

"LET ME GO!" you demanded in sheer panic.

"Aw… you really are in a mood aren't you?" he teased. The devil's breath tickled your ear. "There’s no need to get this worked up. I’ll get your collar and your ears and tail. The park should be quiet at this hour anyway. It’ll be just the thing to relax you.”

You stiffened in his arms. “What about my clothes?”

“Hm…?”

Your jaw dropped. “Clothes?” you begged.

Shigaraki cocked his head the other way and faked confusion so terribly it made you want to bite him. “Why would I force my pet to wear clothing? That’s practically animal abuse.” He reached under your chin and tickled you softly. “And I would never do that to my puppy.”

It was at that moment that you realized he truly believed every word that he said.

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NoNoBadCat VS Yandere AU Dr. Overhaul

For my 250 follower-versary I thought I'd draw a comic of one of the boys for who I'd not done any artwork for yet.

What do you do when you despise a character you've written and yet enjoy writing him BECAUSE you despise him?

Excerpt from chapter one of A Blistering Affection:

(Yandere Dr. Overhaul X Nurse Reader - Real World COVID AU)

Warnings: Yandere, Rape, Abusive Relationship, Drugging, Medical Kinks, Behavior by a doctor that is not only unprofessional but should result in criminal charges

“Hey, newbie. I got some bad news for you," the head nurse, Susaki, said. Her eyes were full of pity.

“What is it?” you asked.

She frowned and scratched the back of her head. “Doctor Chisaki will be the one doing your staff review next month.”

Next to you, your co-worker, Ikeda, grimaced. “Oh man, you got Overhaul for your staff review? Your luck sucks. Who'd you piss off?"

You shrugged, feeling the nitrile of your glove catch on one of the scabs on your nail bed. You itched it again and turned to your supervisor. “Why are you guys acting so weird about a staff review?"

Nurse Susaki sighed. “Do you know who Overhaul is?”

You shook your head.

“He’s the one who washes his phone four times a day."

You raised an eyebrow. “Washes… his phone?”

Susaki nodded. “I mean it’s one of those waterproof Samsungs and he’s got it in a waterproof case, but it’s still pretty weird to see him soaping it up like a rubber ducky.” She crossed her arms. “You haven’t seen him do it?”

You shrugged. “I’ve only been here for two months. I haven’t seen all the doctors yet.”

Ikeda groaned and facepalmed. “Oh, you’ve seen him, all right.” She thumbed her hand down the hallway. “Remember the guy in the face shield who fired Nurse Imai last week cause she didn’t change her gloves after touching the doorknob?”

Your eyes went wide. You didn’t remember his face exactly. The black aura of menace that filled the hallway as he silently death stared her right out of the exam room? That you remembered quite clearly.

“He’s the young one that took over as head of the clinic since the founder disappeared two years ago,” Susaki explained. “He’s a double threat: Tokyo U Medical boarded in Dermatology with a PhD in microbiology.” She wagged her finger. “Sharp as a tack but a monster of a perfectionist."

“Everyone calls him Overhaul because when he showed up, he tore up all the infection protocols and put together the new standards we use now,” Ikeda groaned with a roll of her eyes. “And then he fired over half the staff for not being up to snuff.”

Susaki nodded. “Plus he’s got a mouth that would cut you to pieces.” She snorted. “I think the other doctors let him take over since they’re all just scared of him.”

“Supposedly, he comes from a yakuza family line,” Ikeda whispered.

Susaki bapped Ikeda on the head with her tablet. “Don’t say that at work. It’s slander if you’re wrong!” Then more quietly she added. “And what do you think would happen if it’s true?”

Ikeda laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her head.

It was at that moment that a cold voice echoed down the hallway. You couldn’t quite hear what it was saying, but the hackles on the back of your neck stood on end. All three of you looked at each other and then rushed to the door of the office to gawk like a gaggle of hens.

Down the hall you could see a dark haired male nurse frozen solid in terror. Standing in front of him, staring like a panther at its prey, was a slender man in a white laboratory coat. His ivory tie was straight and crisp against the silk oxford shirt and black slacks. He wore a plastic face shield and dark n95 duckbill mask over his sculpted face. It reminded you of a beak. His eyes were a brilliant gold and as cold as metal. As he stalked towards the nurse, his voice was soft like silk covered steel.

"That one," Ikeda whispered.

The auburn brunette put his hands in his coat pocket. “I don’t understand what is so incredibly difficult about doing your job. Can you explain it to me?”

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Minors do not interact

Short excerpt from my wip chapter 42 of A Hypnotic Nightmare which perfectly sums up the entire story:

"Oh my gosh!" you squeaked, snatching the smutty book from his hand. With haste enviable by gold medal sprinters, you stuffed the item in your purse. "Don't you have any shame?!"

All For One cocked his head. "Shame?" He wrinkled his nose and placed a single finger under your chin. With a lazy smile, he tilted your head up to look into his eyes. "That sounds unpleasant. Why would I bother with that?"

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Rating: Explicit - for readers 18+ only

Entire Story TW: Rape/Noncon/DubCon, gore (non-reader directed), All For One too many kinks to count them all. Highly mentally and sexually abusive relationship. This story is absolutely not for minors and readers should consult the warnings/tags at the top before reading.

This chapter’s TW: Breeding, dub-con, Stockholm Syndrome, mental manipulation, victim self-blaming/self slut-shaming

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Chapter 35 Excerpt:

By the time Shigaraki had hop-skipped the two of you back to the apartment, you were semi-nauseated, embarrassed, and more than a little annoyed. As he kicked off his shoes, your arms were crossed and the frown on your lips clearly said “I disapprove”. Your husband was back to humming that stupid show tune from that night. It was not helping the mood at all .

“Dar-ling,” you muttered as he started towards the bedroom. “This isn’t funny.”

“I don’t recall telling a joke,” he returned knocking the bedroom door open with his foot.

Shigaraki set you on the bed, kneeling down to loosen your very expensive shoes and peeling the nylons down your thighs. Your immediate instinct was to move the dirty objects out of your bedroom, but when we tried to stand a hand caught you by the shoulder.

“Stay here,” he explained. “I’ll put them away.”

With a blank expression, you sat on the bed and watched his hulking figure practically skip out the door. As soon as he walked out, you groaned and threw yourself into the comforter. Your eyes burned and a heavy lump stuck in your throat. You clutched your wrinkled forehead as a wave of guilty agony rolled across your chest. The hot tears started to fall just as Shigaraki returned to the room.

A large hand on your shoulder rotated you around just enough to catch sight of your red, pained face.

“My dear," the back of his warm fingers wiped away the tears. "What’s wrong?”

EVERYTHING.

Accepting the blood money. Enjoying the filthy things he did. Not even trying to escape no matter how many people he killed. Letting him manipulate and spin your world until you were the perfect little dollie who put up just enough resistance to keep him entertained. In that moment, as you sat upon the bed having had the most romantic, adorable meal of your life, the guilt you had been coping with for months spilled into your veins like toxic waste.

Now you were laying here on the edge of bringing a child into the world with a narcissistic megalomaniac bent on world domination just because the ass was phat?

What a stupid slut you were?

Clearly, a worthless, self-centered Jezebel with the moral standards of an alley cat in heat.

At least All For One lacked any soul. Here you were just stabbing yours in the back just to be bribed with some half-brewed "love" that was more like obsessive worship than anything remotely resembling respect.

Mother of the year, right here. You could hear it now:

"Mommy, why was I born?"

"Cause I stopped caring and learned to love being raped by your father like the trash heap whore I am."

No… No, not a whore.

Saiyuri got paid and got out. She was smart.

You were just a sugar baby skank cashing in and the only currency you needed was ego-stroking.

In that moment, as your brain hurled insult after soul-crushing insult, just wanted to die. Since you couldn’t articulate any of that, you just continued to cry until you were dry heaving into the blankets.

It was at that moment that Shigaraki's phone exploded into song. He looked from you to the caller ID and back again. Then he picked up the phone and wordlessly lifted it to his ear. As Katsumi summarized your fragile mental state, the grin on your husband's face stretched from ear to ear. His eyes turned jet black. The aura around him pulsed with radiant darkness that seemed to swallow all the goodness in the world like the maw of some great beast.

With a simple little push, All For One would have his victory.

He ended the call with a tap, held the power button until the screen went dead, tucked the phone in his jacket pocket, and stripped the coat off his shoulders. Silently, he folded it and laid it upon the floor beside the bed. Button by button, he removed his silk dress shirt and set it aside. Then All For One took three long breaths to settle his excitement. When he was some semblance of calm, he wrapped you in his arms and rubbed your back like he was trying to soothe a child’s tantrum.

"Hush now… why do you think such horrible things about yourself?" He lifted your chin and nuzzled his cold nose against the tip of yours. "You're not slut. After what you've been through you deserve to be loved."

Through blurry eyes and a burning face, you stared at the shape of the man before you. The swirling edges of his body seemed to curl into tall devil horns. He leaned by your ear pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek before adding the words he knew you wanted to hear:

"And you would make an excellent mother.”

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I’ve never seen a request for All For One here yet and goddamn I need one for the villain daddy. How bout a creepy fluffy kind of All For One who stalks a new pro hero darling, who he then whisks away before they can call for All Might or anyone else’s help? Maybe he cuddles them while he explains how he murdered someone who wronged them?

Ohhh. He’s an absolute creep about this. Thank you for your patience & for your request! -Valu.

Warnings: Abusive Behaviors, talk of violence, yandere themes, manipulative behaviors, mentioned kidnapping.

Talk about terror. Being dragged from the streets in the middle of the night is scary, but being dragged away by monsters is even worse. It’s most definitely the worst day of your life, and honestly, you would prefer the entire mafia to this. It didn’t matter how hard you screamed or fought. Everything you could do just made you tired in the end. All-Might can’t save everyone, he said it himself. You are just one of the unlucky ones.

He’s a very- calm yandere. He lets you wander about as you like, lets you see his work, and he does not attempt to discipline you. It’s a display of power though. If he wanted to hurt you he could. Kill you? He could. It only takes one escape attempt to lose all of your “privileges”.

It’s not like he’d hurt you. No, he loves you too much for that. He can’t lose you like that, but he has picked up on the habit of pulling you into his lap when he thinks about hurting you, leaving you on his thigh so he can calm himself.

Luckily, he’s often happy to sit with you on his lap. In fact he likely prefers just to hold you. To have these “soft” moments with you. He often whispers that he loves you, every time your head meets his shoulder he smiles and sighs, reaching up to stroke his hand over your back.

He’s gentle about moving you to his knee. Humming and wrapping his arms around your torso to pull you to him. Resting his head over yours and smiling to himself. He smelled of some expensive cologne, his suit scratching against your cheek as you lay against him. If you hadn’t been kidnapped just a few months ago, you would find it sweet.

His free hand will rub up and down your back as he snuggles closer. Only stopping to turn his head to leave a kiss on your face. He has that look on his face that tells you he’s about to start talking, and you brace yourself for whatever he wants to start spewing. Yet he always talks. Whispers to you what he has done for you. What he would do for you.

It makes you sick.

“I killed whats-his-face for you...” ah. There it is. More murder. That’s what he seems to enjoy anyways. It’s his favorite topic, really. Telling you about what he’s done in your name. Every time he opens his mouth to tell you what he’s done your stomach churns and twists, and he knows it gets under your skin.

Some old hero that happened to flirt with you, old friends and family, people you wished would come and save you- he would kill them all and brag about it. Expecting a “thank you” and praise to fall from your mouth.

You’re a new pro. Your name is almost non existent amongst the list of pros who have managed to make a name for themselves- has anyone even noticed you were gone by now? He assures you that no-one had noticed, and even if they did, they would not be able to save you.

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Me: alright today's the day I start a diet and eat clean!!

The microwavable soft pretzels (pretzel salt included) in my freezer:

#idk what this is

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Yandere All For One x Female Reader

Rating: Explicit - for readers 18+ only

Entire Story TW: Rape/Noncon/DubCon, gore (non-reader directed), All For one too many kinks to count them all. Highly mentally and sexually abusive relationship. This story is absolutely not for minors and readers should consult the warnings/tags at the top before reading.

(This chapter is SFW, however...)

This chapter's TW: Honeymoon stage of the cycle of abuse

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Chapter 34 Excerpt:

“How many courses are there again?” you asked, slicing your pasta into bite-sized pieces.

Your husband sipped his imported Sauvignon Blanc. “Traditionally seven.”

“Thank goodness they’re small,” you murmured. “With food this rich I don’t think I could eat large amounts.”

“Not to mention stomach upset does not a romantic evening make,” Shigaraki swirled his wine and smiled at you. “It may be quiet before you can tolerate this type of food again. I wanted you to have a chance to enjoy it.”

You raised an eyebrow at the words.

He smiled and took a polite bite out of the corner of the ravioli, choosing not to add anything else to that statement.

Next came a soup of foie gras, bacon, and chestnuts. Despite the rich woody smoke the bacon added to the creamy dish, it still managed to be sweet from the nut puree. There was also a hint of celery about the dish.

As you rolled the soup along your tongue, your mind mulled over the events of the week. Getting manicures, reading you his favorite childhood book, cleaning the house, getting you warm clothes…

Then it hit you.

You wouldn’t be able to tolerate rich food if you were already nauseated.

All at once, your eyes popped out of your head. The soup went down the wrong pipe and you started to choke. With a few smacks to your own chest and a loud, hacking cough, you tried to clear the obstruction.

There was a firm smack on the back of your rib cage. You gagged and the gasping sensation stopped.

You turned to your savior, eyes narrowed. “You!” you accused pointing at his nose.

“Me?” he replied, wagging a finger at the same spot. There was a loud laugh and then a shake of his head. “My dear, this time I had absolutely nothing to do with your drowning.”

You coughed into a closed fist and shook your head. “No! That’s not it.” A snarl broke on your lips. Your finger jabbed at him in fervent irritation. “You spent the whole week doing things just so you could prove you would be a good father!”

Shigaraki’s grin looked like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. “Did I now?”

The main course was flour-dredged blackfin seabass with a lemon butter sauce served on a bed of celery hearts. On top of it was sprinkled a light lemon zest for color. The breading was rich and crispy while the flesh was butter and flakey. It was clearly fresh as it lacked the fishy taste so common among poor seafood. The waiter set it down quietly and walked away from the argument as quickly as he could.

You started to tick things off on your fingers: “The nails weren’t about you or me! It was about showing me you could take care of a daughter.”

Shigaraki shrugged. “I’m not picky but I do like the idea of a little girl.” He tapped your nose. “I think I’d rather she have your face though. I’m rather partial to it.”

You wrinkled your brow and moved out of his reach. “And after all this time you conveniently just happened upon your favorite childhood book? Unlikely!” You ticked off the second finger. “You trotted out the book you used to read to your brother just to evoke that “family man” feeling, didn’t you?”

He rubbed his chin and flashed you a pleased look. “Well? Don’t you think I'd be good with children?"

You fanned your hand across your chest. “And the robe! There was no way you got that tailored that quick. It wasn’t an apology! You were already planning on giving it to me. That and cleaning the house. It was all to prove you’d be a good husband and help with the chores!”

Shigaraki nodded. “My goodness, you make me sound like such a crafty man.” He rested his elbows on the table and set his chin in his hands. “Do go on. I find this most entertaining.”

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