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yandere-kokeshi · 1 year

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Could you do Yandere Tamaki Amajiki hcs?

Warnings: Yandere behavior!

Authors note: Of course!! We love our shy baby 💕🥺

I wanna say, sorry if there are spelling mistakes! This isn't my best, sorry 😭

Tamaki is known for his quite noticeably for his quiet and awkward demeanor; lurking around the corners with a sulking look like he's depressed.

When Tamaki first laid eyes on you, he thought you were the prettiest person he had ever seen; admiring your form, smile, and hair-do. Watching you from afar, looking at you like a pure God in the sunlight.

To catch this shy boy’s attention isn’t very hard, but a few things he does admire about you is your outgoing and kind demeanor; trying your best to understand people and love individuals for them. You were originally a friend of Mirio’s, an old friend from high school who had accidentally ran into him, making Tamaki meet you.

The minute he was introduced to you, he couldn’t form any words other than a shy ‘Hi’ and mumbling about word after words.

Of course, Mirio has introduced you to him, seeing Tamaki was extremely shy around you and wanted to help him to get out of his comfort zone. Quickly, Mirio had noticed his embarrassing posture, which made him think of some things: did Tamaki, his most anxiety-ridden friend, have a crush on you? By that time, it would have big letters spelled out across Tamaki’s forehead: YES.

Immediately, Mirio and Nejire would team up and try to have you both set up constantly for ‘small dates’ with all of them, whom they would both leave just so the two of you could be alone; watching from the corner of the roads away to see how it’s going.

Within a few months, Tamaki would finally have a rare piece of courage and leave a note on your work desk, asking to meet you for dinner later that night at your favorite restaurant. Upon arriving, realizing that he had ordered a VIP room just for the two of you, already covering the bill with his persistent whispers of, “I’m p–paying, please allow me.”

After having a good few minutes of conversation, he awkwardly confesses: “I– I’ve always loved you! Please… fo–forgive me.” If you confess back to him, that you love him back; he’s delighted, to say the least. Tamaki immediately pulls you into a hug, stuffing his face into your neck before hearing your fit of laughs.

The relationship between you two is considered ‘normal’. Other than his extremely clingy behavior and dependence on you, following you around like a lost puppy, gripping onto your sweatshirt or the hoop of your belt for support; he’s fairly harmless towards you and others. However, Tamaki is not above hurting people if needed. Sure, he’s seen as a shy bunny, but the minute your safety is threatened? All hell is loose.

Tamaki values your happiness and well-being, even more so than his own. He loves seeing you smile, it makes his heart flutter and beat faster; this means he loves spoiling you. You want a new hoodie? Absolutely! He got in X-large so it’s baggy. Need 3 more plushies to help you sleep? He got you more than 3, a body pillow of your favorite animal and a promise ring for the both of you.

The affection within you two is very touch starved. Tamaki loves being around, on, or beside you. He specifically loves to lay on you, feeling your nails drag against his hair as he hides his face into your chest, breathing in your addictive scent. After a hard day of socializing and working hard as a hero, he loves to be in your arms, talking to you about your day and clinging onto you like his life depends on it.

With him being around you so much (even without your awarabouts), he tries to find out everything about you: hobbies, your crush(es), that certain item you’ve been wanting, what you did earlier that day, and what you tend to do later that day once you get home. The minute you step home, you have a neatly wrapped gift handed to you; a huge blush covering his face and tips of his ears, wanting to hear praises from you.

His yandere tendencies consist of being very soft, worshiping, almost harmless, and guilt tripping. Tamaki views you as his butterfly, a purity in the water, and a bunny he needs to protect from the harsh world. No matter what you say, it won’t change his perspective on you; viewing you as the most unique and wonderful person in the entire world.

Tamaki tends to guilt-trip you frequently. He understands that guilt-tripping isn’t the best, he knows so. But, he can’t help but feel immense jealousy and insecurity whenever you hang out with others, watching you talk with pure energy and willingness to those who don’t really deserve it. Tamaki would approach you, gently tug on your sweatshirt, signaling that he’s ready to go home. The next few days consist of him clinging onto you like a koala, hiding his face in your neck while mumbling how much he loves you.

This often leads to Tamaki needing reassurance, needing to hear those words ‘I will never leave you’ or ‘I love you so much, nobody will take me’. He fears that you’ll get sick of his anxiety-ridden and clingy behavior, finding someone ‘better’ than him and throwing him away like the voices in his head say so.

Due to his severe anxiety, he would never kidnap you. The only exception, in this case, would be if you were to get severely hurt by villains, on the line of the deathbed; however, if he did so, Tamaki would gently take you when you sleeping, watching you wake up with pure panic before feeling immense guilt in his gut: bowing his head on the floor as he sobbed, hiccuping out ‘sorry!’ and ‘please forgive me!’.

Punishments don’t exist with him; they never happen. Tamaki absolutely hates punishing you, he can’t even bring the sheer thought of raising his voice at you.

Talking more about the punishment headcanon, it’s very hard for Tamaki to be mad at you, or to show any negative emotion toward you. The only time you’d see him ‘lose control’ is when you threaten to leave him. Either that’s when you get sick of his clingy behavior, or guilt-tripping. The moment those words leave your mouth, he’s immediately on the floor blubbering sobs, begging you to not leave and he’ll be good: “Please! Don’t leave me! I–... Please! I’ll do anything! Anything you want! Just— Please don’t leave me!”

If you ever lash out at him, whether that’s from having a hard day, he’d take it… literally to heart. Tamaki would start crying, asking what he did wrong before hugging you tightly, using the words: “Please, I do–don’t know what I did, but please! Please don’t leave me!”

As long as you can put up his clingy behavior, everything should be fine; acting like a complete ‘normal’ couple within the roads of Tokyo.

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frickingnerd · 4 days

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yandere shigaraki crushing on his neighbour

pairing: tomura shigaraki x fem!reader

tags: implied smut / suggestive, unhealthy obsession, stalking

shigaraki wasn't very fond of people, but you were different

he never had to talk to you, just watch you from the comfort of his own home

your windows aligned perfectly and he got a perfect view into your bedroom, always able to see what you were up to

he'd always got to watch when you were getting changed, when you were sitting at your desk by the window to study or when you had friends over

shigaraki had never been interested in being close to others, but you were different! he enjoyed watching you!

though he hated having to see you with others and the first time you brought home a boy made him furious!

he had to watch as you and that guy made out on your bed, before you even went as far as closing the curtains!

for hours he couldn't see anything and you only opened the curtains again the next morning

shigaraki was left imagining what had happened that night and while he hated the idea of someone other than him getting to touch you, he couldn't help but fantasize about what you had looked like

it started to become clear to him that he couldn't just sit back and watch you anymore

he had to do something, before this other creep came over again!

so, he decided he'd simply pay you a visit! you two were neighbors after all!

and if you wouldn't open the door for him, he'd simply have to break it open and take what was his by force…

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sourlove · 12 days

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Street Rat ~ YANDERE BAKUGO KATSUKI

TW: OBSESSION, DELUSION, YANDERE THEMES

Okay but imagine street urchin Bakugo with a spoilt brat darling. You work in a fancy clothing store on a posh street, modeling clothes in the window front for the adoring eyes of your admirers.

Bakugo is one of those admirers. But he's not like the rest of them. He's special.

Why else would you blow kisses whenever he was around? Or drape over your chair so prettily like that? It was all for him, he knew it.

"Hiiiii Katsuki," you drawled with a lazy grin. He was dead tired but he couldn't go home without seeing you before the store closed.

He came every day without fail and if he was lucky, he would find a pretty trinket in the trash piles that he could gift to you. They were never good enough, no matter how well Bakugo polished and cleaned them but he liked giving you presents. Why risk selling them for money when he could potentially be rewarded with a beautiful smile?

"Hey beautiful," he murmured, pressing a hand to the glass window, not too hard, in case the store owner yelled at him for leaving grimy fingerprints again. "I missed you today."

You giggled at that. "Aw I bet you missed seeing my pretty face, huh?" Bakugo nodded fervently and you laughed, throwing your head back.

He admired the smooth curve of your neck, wishing he could reach out and touch you, just once. But if he touched you now, he would probably leave dark smudges on your perfect skin. No matter how hard he tried to clean up before he saw you, it wouldn't be enough to not dirty you.

"You're so sweet, Katsuki," you cooed, kicking your legs up on a stool so Bakugo could glimpse of the smooth expanse of your thigh. His eyes drank it in hungrily and you smirked. "Anybody else would be lucky to have you."

"You're the only one I want, baby. There will never be anyone else for me," he said gruffly, eyes boring into you. God, you were so perfect, so flawless, just for him.

"Oh come on Kats, you know we just can't be together," you sighed dramatically. "Someone like me, well, I deserve the best, don't I?"

"You do, sweets, I swear you do. Look I-I'm putting something together for you, no, for us! It's gonna be great I swear-"

"Y/N! Closing time!"

You glanced up from admiring your nails and called out an answer to your boss further in the store. You spared Bakugo a bored look. "Look, I've got to head home. You're cute and all, but do you really think you can afford me?"

That stung Bakugo a bit. If it were anyone else, he would have beaten them into a bloody mess but he would never do that to you. But he couldn't just let you keep brushing him off like that. You had to notice him. You had to finally take him seriously.

Bakugo swallowed thickly, mind buzzing frantically. "What if I could get money? And a house? And lots of fancy things for you? Would you love me then?"

How irritating, you thought, glaring at the man. You give them an inch and they think they deserve a fucking mile. Well, it's not like he had any actual hope. You smiled wickedly.

"You know what, Katsuki? If you get a really nice mansion and lots of money and hell, a real fucking job, I'll marry you!"

Bakugo's mouth dropped open. Marry...? You would marry him if he just got those measly things?

You snorted at his expression and left the display area, calling over your shoulder, "Good luck, Kats!"

Bakugo trudged away slowly, still reeling from your words. A house, a job and money. Just three things and you would finally be all his. He began to laugh, softly and first, then louder until he had doubled over with tears in his eyes. You would marry him! Him!

A manic grin stretched over his face, making his cracked lips bleed. "I hope you won't regret ever saying that to me, baby. I'll make sure that you become mine~"

READ PART 2 HERE

A/N: Don't forget to like and repost if you enjoyed this! Part 2 is up now! xxx

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zwolfgames · 1 month

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Can we have more Yandere mha x child reader please 😁🙏

*Thank you for the request! I' unsure wether you wanted a continuation of the original two parts or a new one. This one us a continuation but I was fairly out of ideas so I hope this is alright. If you did mean a totally new concept then I'll be happy to write that too :3)

Requested: Annon

Warnings: Kinda child abuse but not in a violence or sexual way. Manipulation. Incorrect lore. Binding. Yandere.

(3rd person PoV)

Y/N. The one kid know to have escaped the league of villains.

But what no one told the news, was that you were also the one kid to escape all of class 1A. A class of pshyco's.

Now that you look back at it. You had been naive.

Trusting these heroes. Just for them to use you as a doll, as a baby to coddle because they felt bad. Because they needed it.

But no one ever asked you... no one.It had been another two long years now.

Your body had finally been allowed to age without Eri being there to revert you, even if she was willing or not. You still weren't sure if that child had been in the same situation as you... But you didn't have time to look back.

Not when they were hunting you.

Now that some war between villains and hero's was around the corner. The searches became more intense. You'd catch Bakugo not two alleys down from you.

See Tokoyami and Hawks patrol from above.

Allmight had been caught in disguise just yesterday.

They were closing in on you.

You had only gotten away up untill now by cuttibg your hair differently. Wearing baggy... stolen.. clothes and caking dirt all over your face.

But what had to be done had to be done.

It's not like the villains left you alone either.

Altough, with the criminal circkles you had affiliated in, as was totally allowed for a 10 year old... you had heard of them trying to find you.

And you know... for someone's whos mentally just 12, that was scary.So you had trained yourself to fight a bit... Wich wouldn't do a lot against grown adults... but the tought was nice.

It's not like your quirk would be of any help. Crying pearls only helped you get by. And thats it...

But naturally, a story couldn't go on with it's main character living peacefully.

As you were napping on your little cleaned up dumpster of a home, you got knocked out of it as the whole plastic container got kicked to it's side.

An all too exited Kirishima came running to grab you off of the floor.You rolled out of the way. Kicking over some cardboard to slow him down as you sprinted away.

The boy just used his quirk to smash trough any and all obstacles. He had one goal in mind. And that is to take their shared sibling back.

Sibling was a better title then your actual role was. You're more of an emotional support pet....

Just as you think you'd still manage to get away from Kirishama, a tendril of grey scarf wraps firmly around you.

You're snatched up and quickly find yourself trapped in someones arms.

The man didn't even want to talk right now. He had gotten way too attached to you. A little kid with barely any power. Those kind of people is what he vowed to protect.

And even tough it seemed like you didn't want anything to do with him or other hero's. Aizawa was sure you'd understand that you needed the protection when the war began.

That you'd need a parental figure-He means... that he'd be available if you ever needed... guidance.

So in no time were you back to U.A.. Wrists bound like an animal.

You didn't like these people anymore...

They made you feel weak, useless...

Not human.

Just a plaything...

You were once again reverted back to an 8 year old and this time, kept in a diffrent room.

"So, like I said, you'll be sleeping in my room now, alright kiddo? I promise this is just for your safety. See, we even set up your own little bed. Yaorozu even made you a plush of your favorite dinosaur. And well... Koda.. tried to do that aswell- but- nevermind." Aizawa explained as he showed you your... incredibly cozy bed. Tough having to sleep in the same room as the guy that had essentially brought you into this mess..

Not your favourite.

"Don't look so depressed kid. It could be way worse. The villains could have killed you by now. You really shouldn't have run from us. We're just keeping you safe." Aizawa sighs and rubs your now messily cut hair.

You just huff in the little defiance you had left.

How dare he try and say that the villains who just as much wanted you back were trying to kill you?

Did he think you were stupid?

Probably.

Actually, undoubtedly.

They must all think that, that the slightest gust of wind would blow you away.

What did even see in you? Just a child?

No one would go this far for just a child...But you were their child. Group effort. Class project.

That was you. A responsibility they took way too seriously.

You still yearn for the reality where you could have just been delivered to an orphanage. Gotten an actual normal family.

A mom and a dad... or a mom and a mom... or a dad and a da- okay look you just didn't care as long as it wasn't this...

"Look, and we got you even more toys. And Midoriya mentioned that you liked to draw? Right? So only the best supplies for our little hero." Aizawa tries to smile.

You didn't know wether he was the only one that actually noticed how wrong this all was... he knew... but he couldn't give you up... give you away.

He never intended for this... but his class had also gotten attached... he wasn't alone in this... And that sucked for you.

Because escape attempt after escape attempt just ended up as you getting more stuck.

Ankle chain, gps tracker, locked doors, barred windows, constant surveillance.

How is no one saying anything against this? Why is this just being allowed?

Why did the freedom rule not count for you?

Where is the law?

Nowhere.

Not for you.

Its never been there for you.

And honestly, that hurt.

Why didn't anyone help you?

Why weren't you saved?

You littarly live with hero's and you're the victim.

This isn't okay...

And you couldn't do anything about it.

So you broke.

Going from defiant child to broken toy in days. Rotting in your extremly comfrotable bed like a depressed teenager.

Wich techically you could almost classify for mentally. Just half a year more.

Getting dragged out of your bed to be passes around like a plushy for movie nights was common now.

The students were getting more nervous too with the upcoming war.

Ochako coddled you more.

Deku had been teaching you about all his quirk knowledge as if he was scared he's die.

Aizawa was fixing up more safety manners.

Hawks had been coming over to babysit during actual hero school lessons.

Wich was even more awkard.

"Hey kid, smile."

"Y/N, can you draw me?"

"You're so cute Y/N, why don't i just take you with me instead? Im sure they wouldn't mind."

"Kiddo, want to go shopping?"

"Y/N."

"Kid."

"Kid..."

You were not a kid...

Stop it.

Why can't they leave you alone.

So you cried. Embarrassingly so in Hawk's presence. Pearls fell from your eyes and the pro hero looked on in awe.

Cupping your cheeks and whispering sweet words to try and comfort you.

Wrapping his wings around you and patting your head.

And dammit if you didn't hate all of them you would have loved this.

But after this... there really wasn't any escape.

War was spent in a bunker.

The survivors clung to you for dear life after the events and you just had to sit trough it like the good doll you were.

Smile and wave Y/N.

You weren't ever free.

And you never will be.

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 4 months

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New Year Blues | Yandere Shoto Todoroki

The glow of the extended break was beginning to fade. The city's typical hustle and bustle has returned with an air of dread. The employees of various companies begrudgingly returned to their grave-like posts. The only one unaffected seemed to be a little girl on a cashmere carpet happily engaging in a reenactment of a successfully violent coup 'de tat. Her hair was in an intricate set of braids beautifully highlighting the few and far between pearly white strands. A slither of color from her father's hair. It was one of the only telling signs that they were related at all. That and the shape of her nose. Otherwise she'd been told she was like her other parent.

That brought a kind of comfort to Shoto. A comfort only a divorced Father could understand. The ache he fostered when met with those familiar eyes. Or the mannerisms he could spot a mile away.

Any other divorcee would have to be fighting their own mixed emotions of disdain, regret, and pain but not Shoto. No, because Shoto was different than most if not everyone. Shoto wouldn't give up.

"Papa, will you play with me?"

"Sorry, Snowbell, I'm waiting for someone special."

The girl sighed as she collected her scattered toys," If it's who I think it is, I should start packing up."

"You do not have to, I have all the time to wait."

"Maybe you do but they don't."

That caught his attention, "They don't?"

From his position on his armchair he brought a tentative fist to his mouth; concealing a hidden expression as his daughter explained.

"Yeah, the guys we've been hanging out with sometimes. The ones with the long black hair and the redhead with the creepy smile."

His daughter's nonchalant response fed wood to the flame Shoto had started. Like burning ethanol it was silent and unseen; quickly preparing to singe the remains of his distastes. He took a drag out of a sleek container, barely inhaling the crystallized dust from within. He hides a clearing sniff with a cough into his hand. Placing the container back in his suit pocket, he coughed into the fist of his hand as he smoothed over the small lump in his suit's chest pocket. The potential energy coursing through his veins made for an easy comfort. The crystalline chemical bubbling within his blood made enduring the pain that much easier with the thoughts of his latest power.

Shoto Todoroki was no average divorced Father, he was also one of the selected owners of the latest leap in human technology. With a simple sniff, the latest creation allowed those with quirks to strengthen their abilities while adding more. It wasn't approved and will never be by most governments but that just meant more freedom for those in the market for them.

And all the time in the world to do as he pleased.

"Papa you have to use the girl voice!"

He chuckled, "But I don't have one."

She pouted. "Yes, you do!

They went back and forth, successfully distracting them both from the impending arrival they both had been celebrating. Only remembering the ring of the grand bell on the home's double door's ringing throughout the home.

"Still in your PJs....don't tell me your father conveniently let you play with your gifts again…at the exact time I’ve come to pick you up?"

"But he played with me this time."

A pensive glare was shot past the little girl's head at the man gathering dolls on the floor. Rolling of eyes returned to their soft and endearing gaze on the little girl.

Scooped into loving arms and endless kisses Yuki could only return in half. She barely registered the ghost of a smile on her Father's face as he put back her dolls all wrong. She'd have to spend ten extra minutes reorganizing them. How unfortunate.

"Hope you had a Merry Christmas, (Y/n)."

Scoffing it didn't take long for Yuki's other parent to cross the threshold, to help the little girl pack. Shoto hovered nearby, picking at the nerves he once was married to in his own childish game of keep-away.

"Happy Hannukah to you too, slug."

It was endearing in its special way. The opposite greetings and the derogatory nickname. In a moment of peace, Shoto was told it was because some slugs were a myriad of patterns and colors like his hair. He was also told that they could be poisonous. What he remembers most though-is that (Y/n) hates slugs.

"My chef fixed more than enough food for me. You know how often I'm out, would you mind taking some of it off my hands?"

An innocent question. Was met with a sneer and a judgmental look down and up his person.

As if they didn't already know him from top to bottom.

"We'll be fine. We have plenty of snacks at home."

After a lengthy trip up the marble stairs, once again the divorced couple were folding their daughter's clothes side by side. Shoto stole a glance or two at the face of his former partner. Biting back the urge to compliment such an enticing side profile, he took a more tactical approach.

"I heard you've been entertaining some...new company."

"If this is your way of getting me to talk to you I suggest you pick something else."

"I'm serious," he took the folded pants out of their clutches placing them in the small suitcase below. "tell me."

A spiteful glare and his silent urging lowered a wall closed to him more often now. Watching with joy and resentment as a genuine smile appeared.

"I've been making some new and interesting friends lately."

"Friends?"

"Yes. Back in the day you know I wasn't allowed many other than yours."

The jab hurt him more than he expected. Reminded of all the arguments centered around this exact topic. He hid it well behind his apathetic gaze hiding the flutter in his movements.

"But now that I'm able to make them I...actually have more fun during the off-days."

"That's good."

He refuses to let it show how much it irks him that the beauty of that beloved smile wasn't caused by him. He thought it better to change the subject but Yuki had decided to join with her own two-sense.

"It's real good. Especially since they show me new tricks all the time."

"New Tricks?"

"Yeah," she added her improperly folded socks into the bag. ", Lumi is always teaching me cool things and giving me gifts."

"Yuki..."

The warning was clear in their tone but Shoto pressed.

"What kind of gifts?"

"The kind that cut people real good!"

"Yuki, what'd I say about describing cooking utensils that way?"

"Not to say it like that but Nark says it was cute."

Shoto held back a groan, "Nark?"

Before anyone else could speak Yuki had abandoned the task of folding to jump over the suitcase and onto the bed. Successfully stomping all over the unfolded clothes, clumsily trudging towards her Father with a smile on her face.

"Mister Shalnark is a master at video games!"

The way her face lit up made Shoto grit his teeth as he listened to her rattling off all the achievements this other man had.

"He has the coolest setup! He's got a 5K 18-inch rounded screen! With a light-up keyboard that matches the beat of whatever song you want to play!"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah and he's always lets me play during the movie nights and-"

"Yuki!"

The scolding had Yuki bashfully looking down. Shoto was curious if he'd have been able to hear any more than that. As instructed Yuki was told to get down from the bed and help pack the rest of her suitcase.

Sooner than he would have liked Yuki was safely strapped in her car seat dozing into a nap while Shoto barely assisted with the remaining luggage.

"Now we're leaving," (Y/n) heaved a large Teddy bear in the back of their trunk, "finally."

With a final huff, they returned to the driver's side of the door, where Shoto was waiting. He had a small gift bag in his hand and a polite smile on his face.

"While I'm sure you're busy to get back to your-" He rolled his eyes at the name. "-friends. I have a gift for you."

(Y/n) gave a blank stare that had Shoto hurriedly handing the gift bag over.

"Think of it as a Happy New Year’s gift."

"Wow, it’s....keys for a new snowmobile. Yay."

"Keep looking. There's more."

More unraveling of gift wrapping tissue revealed a slip of paper holding more weight than an average civilian's salary without being more than a feather.

"An all-expenses-paid trip to the 'Elite Lodging within the Wintergreen Domesphere’....that's a great gift–"

That brought a smile to Shoto's face which immediately dropped the second he got the look. The look he's gotten far too often since his separation.

"For your partner but I'm not...not anymore."

(Y/n) dropped the key and the ticket back into the bag. With a pitying smile, they pushed the bag back into his chest waiting for him to gingerly cradle it in his hands. Refusing to watch him sulk (Y/n) turned back to their car opened the door and got their seat belt on. With their hands on the steering wheel, they sent a worried glance at him through the window.

His head was hanging low, his two-toned fringe bangs covering his eyes and the pained expression that was on his face. What (Y/n) could see was how Shoto’s ungloved hands held the gift bag.

Holding wasn't the right word. More like squeezing. Fearing the violent warning of small clear ice gleaming against the bag (Y/n) turned off the property promptly.

Hoping what they saw was a figment of their imagination.

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Not all employees dreaded their return to the workplace. Some are basking in the afterglow of the holiday season. Fulfilled with the love of their family and friends and constantly reminded of their latest gifts it may be hard for some to put anything less than a smile on their face.

“Hiya Boss!” Said an excited minion, with black hair, and brown almond eyes. Waving in tandem with their glowing smile it felt natural during this time.

FWOOSH.

For what felt natural at a moment of happiness was a crime in the eyes of an angered Todoroki Shoto. Even the few screams and sounds of rushing steps in the direction of the blazing employee weren’t enough to rouse the raging villain.

On a warpath, he did the gentleman’s stomp – a directed speed walk–forcing his employees to guess his foul mood from the distant fire he was leaving behind.

The slam of the door alerted his other partners of the raging villain, varying many different reactions.

“So my guess is they turned you down?”

One such reaction was from his brother, who covered a dry laugh as he rubbed a hand against his beard. His feet were on the long, oval-shaped table taking the place in front of him; whereas others had files of paperwork instead. Blistered hands were behind his head sporting another shade of dye than last month. If Todoroki was in a better mood he’d have insulted him on it but he feared what crossed his mind was plenty more violent.

“Do you need to be here? This is an important meeting.”

His brother sighed, “Yeah, who else is going to stop you from burning up your branch leaders?”

Todoroki let his piercing glare shift to the attending employees, who refused to look anywhere but him suddenly finding the the wooden taint of the table incredibly interesting. The smirk from his brother made him groan, adjusting his tie before speaking.

“All of you. Dismissed until next Week. Same time.”

As soon as he finished speaking the branch leaders hurriedly shot from their seats and ran to the exit of the conference room. Leaving nothing but an abandoned plate of bagels and a few pens Todoroki was alone once again.

“Hey, are you going to sit here and sulk all day? That was all you had to do today, right?”

Alone with his brother.

“It was.”

“Then you should go! Do something that will get the edge off.”

Todoroki made an exasperated face, making his brother sigh again. Bouncing from his seat the now-green-haired brother took Todoroki under his arm shaking him as he poked his finger into his chest.

“Like maybe cutting down those new ‘friends’ that have been bothering you!”

Todoroki removed the arm from around his shoulder, walking across the room towards the exit. Smoothly dodging the hand that reached for the back of his jacket.

“I can’t it’s too obvious. They told me they wouldn’t speak to me again if I did that too.”

“Hmm.” His brother held his chin, stroking his beard as he thought. Todoroki shook his head, reaching for the door stopping when his brother snapped his fingers.

“Hey! Why don’t you take it out on those ‘extras’ that have been watching them lately?”

Todoroki hesitated. “But I was planning on saving that for when it escalated…”

His brother waved his hand and blew an indignant puff of air past his lips.

“Please, they would just be suspicious that way too. Do yourself a favor and treat yourself! The New Year can’t start with you being so glum!”

Todoroki returned his gaze to the door handle he’d been holding for a while. He released his grip, revealing the misshapen handle that matched the shape of his fist. It brought a smile to his face.

“Thank you, Natsuo. I think I’ll do that.”

“No problem little brother have a good New Year.”

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere #yanderes #yandere new year #yandere shoto x reader #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere x gn reader #yandere x genderneutral reader #yandere bnha x reader #yandere bnha #yandere mha #yandere my hero academia #yandere todoroki x reader #yandere ex x reader #yandere divorced husband

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amive2567 · 1 year

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Ingredients: Shoto Todoroki x gn!Reader, Izuku Midoriya x gn!Reader, Hitoshi Shinsou x gn!Reader

Contains: violence, mention of murder, mention of Stockholm syndrome, illegal gambling, just illegal stuff; don't take notes kiddos, yandere behavior

Type of order: macarons (headcanons), galaxy milkshake (au/ villain Au)

Hitoshi Shinsou:

He's a bounty hunter on the run, but also kinda like robin hood

He killed the rich/villains in the way and gave his money to you or donation organizations

He is always on the run, so he can’t spend his time with you

He doesn't want you to know about his doings, but he always keeps you safe from everyone that wanted to hurt you

Tbh he hid in the dark and snatched those “not so good” people away from you

He works together with the Kurogiri

His mind control was pretty helpful

Winning their trust, controlling them, and boom dead

At the end of the day, he made a lot of money and he would gladly spend it on you

With that, you could live a lavish life

He may be always on the run, but he still visits you about 5 times a week, always in another disguise

He came in for cuddles, dinner dates, or gaming nights

You knew that bringing up his work would only cause arguments, so you just rolled with it

He would kill everyone if it meant keeping you safe and sound

You are the most precious thing in his life

You are the only one who sees him vulnerable

As long as he is by your side, nothing will ever happen to you

Shoto Todoroki:

A corrupted speculator, he started in high school and gambled with the money he stole from his dad.

Online, of course.

He always wins and people were are by his skills

Never lost a bet and earned an immense sum of money

If he won his conqueror would never be seen again

He spends a lot of his money on you, to get you little gifts or flowers

You knew what he does as an earning and you understand it somehow, even though you were anxious at first

but he will protect you at all costs, even if it meant to freeze someone to death

Even though he loved his job, he loved you more, so he spend as much time with you as he could

even though he is feared by most, he is pretty clingy and sweet when he's with you

His job wasn’t always as fun as it sounds, he had to deal with death wishes and gang fights

Due to these circumstances, you had to move now and then

But you didn’t care, you would go everywhere he goes

Izuku Midoriya:

After all, might told him he can't be a hero, he wanted to full fill Akatsuki's dream and jump off the school, but he thought about it one last time

Rage filled him and as he turned around from the building he ran in one for all

OfA gave him a powerful quirk to help him to tear down the hero-society

He wants to have everything under control

He always got ruled over by everyone, and now he rules over everyone

Only kills heroes with bad intentions like endeavor and other fame-hungry heroes

Has an All might hate page, because he crushed his dreams

He helps ofa as a double agent, he feels like he needs to pay him back

Izuku is a Yandere you are his obsession and no one can have you except for him

You can't escape

He will give you everything to satisfy you

Loves you deeply and adores you to the core

If someone harms you he will go feral and extremely protective of you

He creates a sort of Mafia to get the hero-society down

Will fulfill all your needs

New car? No problem

Traveling to Hawaii? He will book the best flight

If the member of the Mafia take a wrong look at you, they are instantly dead, shot in the head in the center hallway of the Mafia

He will take revenge if someone does him wrong

You are the only person to see his caring side

He loves you and you learned to love him to (thanks stockholm syndrome)

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darshy · 2 years

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(crybaby)

ahhh, i could not get this out of my head...! just adding onto the shy/crybaby reader with pushy bakugoukxkxeididejsjsksoiss

“B-Bakugou, I don’t think we should—“

“It’s Katsuki.” His voice cuts through yours. “And you’re..you’re dating me now, so we can order each other around.” He mutters the last part with a red face and furrowed brows. “Then I don’t wanna—“ Your voice is cut short when he pushes you into the janitor closet. It’s cramped, and smells of bleach, and you feel Katsuki’s hands on your hips. His fingers begin to crawl upwards under your button up; blunt nails tapping your sides.

“I..I don’t really like this..” You whisper. Your eyes are already brimmed with red. Katsuki huffs, “You wanna touch me too?” His touch leaves for only a second to lift his shirt high enough to see his abs. His hands immediately climb under your shirt when he’s done. “N-no..!!” You gasp, trying to pull away. Your breathing begins to labour.

“Well, you feel..good. And soft. N’ shit.” Katsuki blushes. His head falls onto your shoulder.

A whine crawls up your throat. Katsuki’s chin digs into your shoulder. “Please Bakugou..please stop.” Of course, the hot-headed boy clenches his jaw in anger. His fingers dig deeper into your side when he pulls his head away. “Stop? What the hell? And it’s Katsuki, (y.n).” His head pulls away even further to observe your face. “And you’re cryin’?”

And you truly have a face full of snot and tears. “I... I...” You can’t think, nonetheless talk as your self proclaimed boyfriend jams himself onto you. “Your... Your hands, Bakugou!” You wail.

His hands fall from your sides.

“Oh, t-thank you, thank you..!” You hiccup, and fall to the ground in a heap of sobs. “Thank you...thank you..” It’s all mumbles because of your hands covering your face.

Things go quiet aside from your murmurs and cries.

“..what’re you sayin’ thank you for?” Katsuki breaks the stillness. “I mean..you haven’t even said my name yet!” He says it like a joke. Like his hands are on his knees as he grins with glee. But his hands aren’t on himself, they’re on you. One cups your chin and the other hooks itself under your armpit. He lifts you with ease.

“Now move your hands.” He says, already doing it for you. “I don’t know why you always try to hide your face. It’s..it’s really..pretty.” His palm harshly wipes away your tears, but it only eggs more on. You cry fat, big baby tears.

Katsuki doesn’t seem to mind it all that much when he embraces you. His fingers dance along your back, slowly inching downward. “I want you to say my name, (y.n).” He says into your shoulder. It’s quiet enough that you can’t hear it over your hyperventilating—even with your quirk. His fingers crawl further down.

“It’s one word. You don’t have to be so damn stubborn.”

No, you’re not stubborn, Katsuki’s just winning a cheating game.

#x reader #gn reader #22 #female reader #male reader #yandere bakugou #yandere katsuki bakugou #pushy bakugou #shy reader #pushover reader #crybaby reader #yandere mha #yandere bnha

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theextratreefairy · 2 years

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headphones

They/them reader x soft!y!Bakugo Katsuki WARNINGS: Reader barely speaks or focuses because they are overstimulated (get your head out of the gutter, yes, I am talking to you, my dear friend from college), Reader has sensory problems (so very much self-indulgent because my autisme enhances my ptsd triggers :(), pre-kidnapping, bakugo is still a yandere but barely noticeable, willing darling, swearing. Reader's quirk: basically, spiderman because enhance senses and they can make the spider web from their body, but still look human

Reader was biting their nails well studying with the bakusquad. Katsuki, their boyfriend, smacking Kirishima and Denki for being stupid. Mina was staring at Reader, noticing how hard they were biting their nails. "Reader-san, if you keep biting like that, you'll cause your fingers to bleed." Mina warned in a concerned voice. Which snapped Reader out of their 'daydream'. "Ah, thank you for pointing it out, Mina-san."

"Well, rather me then Bakubabe, ain't I right?" Mina joked, causing reader to chuckle. "Yeah, he would be like; 'You need rest'. I don't rest." Reader joked back winking at Mina watching as Katsuki scolded Kirishima, Denki and now Sero for not understanding the English homework. "But want me to help with the English essay? I already finished mine." Reader asked Mina, trying to calm their quirk with the power of distraction. "Already? HOW?!" Reader winced, causing Mina to apologize heavily. Reader, of course, saying that it's fine. Katsuki, being the sneaky bitch he is, of course noticed everything

Katsuki was walking Reader home, his eyes never leaving their neck and hands. "You have cuts on your neck from scratching." Katsuki said in a soft tone. "Is your quirk overstimulating your senses again?"

"Noooo, what are you talking about?" Reader lied, dropping their hands from their neck. "Put on your headphones, firecracker."

"Can't, forgot them." Reader said looking up at Katsuki with sad eyes. Katsuki had a scowl on their face, telling Reader to stop walking for a moment. "You know, teddybear, I will always have an extra pair of headphones in my backpack, all charged up." Katsuki pulled out a black headphone stickered with avatar the last air Bender stickers. Something Katsuki did so that Reader feels cool wearing them.

"Thank you, Kat." Reader said as he put them on Reader's head. "It's my job to take care of you." Katsuki whispered placing a kiss on their forehead.

Might make mulitiple parts to this because I have been having sensory overload way too much. To the point of mental breakdowns so that's fun.

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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year

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!Till Death Do Us Part!

Scenario:- a yandere fic with a tragic end.

Pairing:-yandere!Dabi x gn!reader

Genre:-angst

Tw:-suicide,murder,usual yandere things and mentions of torture.idk if i should include gore??

Word count:-1.09k

A/N:- okay this is the first time ive everr written anything like this and I genuinely hope its good :’)

Thank you to @cloudy-zephyr for inspiring me with ur fic

Please leave me your comments and thoughts !

What were you thinking getting involved with him?sure you had a saviour complex,but now all you had were scars,tears,nightmares and trauma.you knew monsters were real;but you never thought you’d find yourself the captive of one.

It started out as innocent as ever.you bumped into him and apologized before carrying on your way.but,to your misfortune,just that rushed little “sorry my bad” and half smile that was slung his way was enough to get him hooked.

And honestly you didnt even notice him after that.

Until you started getting little presents on your doorstep.

Roses.

Quite strange is what you called it.and rightfully so.you hadnt had a boyfriend in over 6 months and the strangest part was that the ends of the petals and leaves and even the end of the stems,were always singed and still smokey,like it had been left there just mere seconds ago

But that hadd to be impossible,you neither heard nor saw anyone come close to your apartment.

So you just ignored them.

You kept the roses though,

And the moment he caught a glimpse of it through your living room window,a lovely blue vase filled with his gifts,it gave him the confidence he felt he was lacking.

Dabi was by no means a shy individual,he was quite outspoken,knowing how and when to speak but not doing so unless it was absolutely mandatory.

But with you,something changed....

He felt butterflies ? Shyness? A certain giggly sensation?

And most powerful of them all

Hunger

A hunger for you and you alone.

he HAD to have you,had to PROTECT you.

You were so so kind to him (MAN SHE JUST BUMPED INTO YOU ONCEE CHILL THE FUXK OUTT)

He knew he didn’t deserve you but he also knew no one could protect you like he could.so he chose to put your safety over his sudden insecurity.

after all you were the prize.

his sweet innocent little darling.

Once you were his,there was no going back.

He was very smooth,very calculated.each move he made was well thoughtout,like the moves in a game of chess.

He first asked you out and made you feel safe.you knew who he was;what he was,but the sweet nothings whispered in the dark,the gentle words,kisses and touches reeled you in like the silly little fish you were.his situation further piqued your interest in him,and finally your saviour complex had you in the lions den.

And now here you were in you “boyfriend’s” apartment.locked in with no view of the outside world.the windows were locked,and so were the doors.he had you boxed in in his little box of an apartment and you,quite frankly, didnt like feeling like schrodinger’s cat.

He never hurt you though,not physically at least.

Touya,which you would later learn was his real name, could never bring himself to cause you any bodily pain.

pain was a language he spoke and understood all too fluently,it had made him numb to all stimuli.and he would NEVER Wish that sort of pain on anybody,let alone the apple of his cold blue eye.

But he has other ways of making you compliant.threats worked like a charm and so did some emotional and psychological manipulation,that was of course his forte,stringing along words,and consequently people,was a special skill he’d acquired,sharpened and polished like a deadly dagger waiting to be used.

But when even that was no longer effective,he resorted to more gory methods of keeping you in check.

Kidnapping and torturing of your loved ones was so effective~

Their screams were etched into your mind and they haunted you at night,he knew this,but again it was all for your own good!

The bodies were always incinerated by his own hand and the ashes kept in little jars on your dresser to serve as a permanent reminder of what your previous attempts at escaping or being disobedient had caused.

Suffice to say you were very compliant after the cremation of your mother and father.

With them out of the way you had no one else to run to.so why bother escaping,you knew that even your truest friends would turn you away right after hearing your situation ,so you saw no point in even trying to escape your now hellscape of a life.

And slowly,you began to like it.

You began to see just how wonderful he was.he never hurt you.all he did was want to keep you safe! Your family was dead because of your own foolishness and the moment you ran to him crying,begging for forgiveness,he gave it.you were finally giving in;BECOMING his.

What more could he ask for?

And so with a shared kiss and a last tear shed for the departed,you fully accepted your new life with touya.YOUR touya.

Every night he came back you were elated and ran into his arms,always met with a smile and a kiss and on certain nights,something more.

You were always so happy to see him and him you.you were so happy together!

And he loved every second of it.

But the night he came back and you werent there by the door.the day it was all silent. Was the day his entire Reality came crashing down.

Because as he walked into the bathroom the first thing he saw was your body sprawled across the floor

How had you died?

He hadnt left any pills or razors or anything sharp or even remotely hazardous lying around???

So as he fell to his knees,his ears ringing and his head scrambling to figure it all out,he saw your nails.long,sharp and bloodied as ever.

And that’s when it hit him

Youd slit your own wrist by stabbing yourself with your nails.

Be saw it now,how jagged the line looked and the thought of you doing that to yourself almost made him throw up.

He kept you to save you from pain but in the end,you’d inflicted it on yourself?

Was he really that unbearable?did he really cause this?

No.

No,was his own conclusion.you were just naive.you thought you could escape him in death?? You were SADLY,SORELY mistaken.there WAS no escape.you would be together,not even death could do you part.

So with determination blazing in his eyes he held onto you and cried.

Not tears of salty sorrow and melancholy,but tears of red mettalic blood.

He let his flames consume both him and you and as his body wasted away long after yours,he let out a manic laugh.

he would see you in heaven or hell,or perhaps in purgatory,

It didnt matter where,so long as he saw you.

So long as he was with you

And he knew he’d be with you. He was sure of it.

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

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yandere-kokeshi · 11 months

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Yandere Shigaraki with gn darling who's sick

Warnings: yandere behavior and stockholm syndrome.

A/N: so... this idea came up for @vicemistress , this was originally supposed to be posted a few weeks ago but because of some personal things, it got side tracked.

Anyways, enjoy this <3

The minute he sees you cough, Shigaraki is staring at you as if you had just said the most gruesome sentence ever. While he does adore you and love you with all his heart, you being sick makes his heart race. All those negative voices in his head talking about you: What if this doesn’t pass? What if this isn’t just the flu? What if you die? What if you get worse?

Though, he’s Shigaraki. He’s a leader and needs to show strength, not weakness. His face is still the same: grumpy as ever and continues to play his games, but he watches you closely from the corner of his eye. Making sure to ask you questions, regarding your health or how you're feeling that day.

Sooner or later, it’s expected for you to get progressively worse. And when that happens, with the help of the internet, Shiggy is surprisingly well with you being sick. This man is determined to help you as much as he can. He’s stealing every supply possible on the markets, as well as making sure you are staying plenty hydrated and getting the rest your body needs.

He often gives you medicine, hand-feeding you with the soup he had made minutes before (that he definitely did not steal) and giving you a ginger ale. If you run a fever, he’s right beside you with a damp towel which is resting on your forehead, making sure to kiss your lips whilst ignoring your whining about getting him sick.

Every morning, he has a routine with you, making sure you get into the bath and offering to help you wash your hair or body, leaving the door slightly ajar in case you need anything. Afterward, he wraps you in a bunch of blankets like a burrito and takes care of you, reminding you to take the vitamins and medication he got for you.

With his quirk, he’s careful around you and aware of what he can do. Now with you being sick? He’s so careful to the point he’s treating you like glass that could shatter at any second. He’s only clinging pinkies with you, resting his head onto your chest if you so much as cough or wine about pain. He might as well give you a toddler sippy cup with a straw so you don’t spill it.

It’s no surprise that this man is clingy and stubborn. With this said, Shigaraki is never leaving your side — not even when using the bathroom. He’s right outside, playing on his phone while grumbling about ‘how slow you are’. But, the minute you stumble on something or roll out of bed, he’s dragging you back before laying beside you to continue with his gaming; glancing your way to make sure you are doing okay.

While on the outside, he still acts the same - taking into consideration that you may not enjoy his threats or teasing from how sick you are which he tunes down, however, on the inside, he’s stressing a bunch.

Like the first part, he worries and thinks about the worst-case scenarios for you. Even if you say it’s the flu or how Kurogiri comments that he shouldn’t worry, he still has that thought of ‘what if it isn’t?’. Most that you can do, to subdue these thoughts, are to comfort him; grab him by the shoulders and hug him, which, makes him wrap his arms around your plushy body.

If you are too weak to do anything, whether that’s eating or using the bathroom, he will spoon-feed you and carry you to the restroom to let you do your business. While he may complain, this guy loves you a whole lot. Seeing you sick breaks his heart. He wants everything to go back to normal.

But with his stubbornness, it’s expected he’ll get sick. Which… you’ll have to care for him. But hey, your kisses always make it better. So it’s a 50/50.

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frickingnerd · 4 months

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yandere izuku with a darling that stops him from commiting suicide

pairing: izuku midoriya x gn!reader

tags: (almost) attempted suicide (by jumping off a roof), obsessive izuku, implied murder (of rivals), jealousy, overall heavy subjects

izuku had reached a low point, after all those years of bullying he had to endure from katsuki

but the day he was ready to end it all and escape his suffering, you came into his life and changed everything, giving his life a new meaning!

there he stood, on top of the school roof, looking down, as your voice called out to him. at that point, izuku didn't even know who you were…

but despite that, you seemed to know who he was, as you suddenly confessed your love to him, begging him to step away from the edge

izuku turned around and did as you told him, seeing your face for the first time and immediately falling for the one who had saved his life with their love

only that seconds after he had approached you, you seemingly began to panic, telling him that you had confused him with someone else

you apologized for the confession, that wasn't meant for him, but told him to reach out to you, if he ever felt like things were getting too much for him, before awkwardly hurrying off

but by that point, izuku was already convinced that you were just lying about mistaking him for someone else! surely, you were just getting embarrassed after that heartfelt confession

the next few days, he began studying you, finding out every little detail about you, before he finally dared to approach you again

he didn't mind taking things slow with you, as long as he could be with you. even when you told him about the guy you liked, he remained calm

izuku was sure you were just trying to make him jealous and push him to give you a confession as beautiful as the one you had given him!

and he certainly would write you the most beautiful confession you had ever gotten! right after he'd get rid of that boy you told him about, just to make sure…

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sourlove · 7 days

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My In-Laws ~ Part II of 'My Mistake' YANDERE TODOROKI SHOTO

TW: OBSESSION, DELUSION, MENTIONED ARSON, IMPLIED VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF MAFIA AND GANG ACTIVITIES

A/N: This is a quirkless AU so the Todoroki family isn't as fucked up. Touya never left but Enji is still lowkey an asshole. Also sorry this took a while, haven't been feeling very well.

READ PART 1 HERE

You should have gone to law school like your mom wanted you to. You had such a bright future. Now here you were, dressed to the nines, heading to an event you had no business being at, with a man who was convinced the both of you were madly in love.

Some people would consider it a win, especially with how powerful and wealthy the Todoroki name was. However, the circumstances that had led to your situation were less than ideal.

"I'm so glad you decided to match with me, my love," Shoto said, sending a small smile your way.

"You burned all my other clothes," you responded dryly, swatting his hand from your thigh.

The asshole pretended like he didn't even hear you. "It's good for us to present a united front against my family. This might come as a surprise but we aren't exactly a regular family."

You glanced out of the blacked out windows of the chauffer driven car you were in to the convoy that followed in front and behind, filled with armed guards. "You don't say."

Shoto sighed morosely. "It's shocking, I know. I must warn you that some of my family aren't very, how would you say, mentally stable."

"...is that so?" you asked the man who decided he was in love with you as he was tied up in your basement. Honestly, the whole thing was starting to sound like some big, elaborate prank he was pulling. But no, Shoto began his spiel, completely oblivious to your sarcasm.

"Take my eldest brother for example," he began. "We aren't supposed to talk about him, actually. It's...really been very difficult for my family..."

"Oh...did something happen to him?" You asked, feeling kind of bad.

"Hmm? No, we just can't reveal too much information so it won't be used against him in court." Shoto gave you a blank look. "He burnt down a school district. It's been really hard for my family to keep him out of prison so he's on house arrest now."

...of course he was.

The rest of the drive was filled with stories of Shoto's siblings and mother. You weren't sure if you wanted to meet actually them or if you wanted to throw yourself out of the car, but before you could make a decision, the car arrived in front of a large compound. You gaped in awe as the gates swung open to reveal a mansion and grounds even grander than Shoto's.

There was a butler who welcomed you to the mansion, while his eyes tried to communicate with you to run. Now that was a tempting idea. But there was no backing out now. Plus, Shoto had gotten used to your escape attempts and his hand was like a shackle on your wrist. You gazed around the interior of the mansion, your hands itching to pinch some of the smaller but still expensive looking art pieces.

"You're here!" A cheery voice made you turn towards the large grandiose staircase where a beautiful woman stood. She had long white hair, tipped with red, similar to Shoto's half. Must be Fuyumi then, the only 'normal' one in the family according to Shoto.

You smile thinly as she wraps you in a hug. "It's so to finally meet you!" she exclaimed. "Everyone is in the dining room already!"

Shoto snatched you back into his arms before Fuyumi could drag you away but she just chuckled and rolled her eyes at you. "Shoto was always so possessive with his things."

Things? Your smile grew a bit more strained but neither of them seemed to notice or care. The dining room was just as opulent as the rest of the house but you barely got to appreciate it, instead, all you took notice of was the mix of bright blue and grey eyes staring at you.

"This is Y/N. Don't be weird," Shoto introduced, oh so eloquently. The heads of the table were occupied by a giant red haired man and a tiny woman with silver hair flowing down her back. Two young men sat opposite each other and Fuyumi slipped into a chair, patting the seat next to her for you. Shoto ignored her and pulled you to sit next to him.

You nodded at them awkwardly. "Hello. Nice to meet you."

"You're kind of hot." A redhead with an ankle monitor and a disturbingly predatory grin piped up. "Like in a trapped mouse kind of way. I like it."

"Hush, Touya," the older woman said sternly. "He didn't mean that, dear."

"Nah, he has a point." The other young man, Natsuo probably, smiled at you, looking at you slowly from top to bottom. "There's something appealing there."

"I said don't be weird. Keep it in your fucking pants." Shoto glared at the both of them and if it were anyone else, you might have felt worried for them, however, the atmosphere in the room never changed.

"That's enough, all of you." The large man said gruffly. He must be Enji, the generally disliked patriarch. "Y/N, was it? Welcome."

"I'm sure Shoto has told you all about us. But we barely know anything about you, my dear," Rei said kindly. "How did you and our Shoto meet?"

"Oh, um-" You glanced around the room, wide eyed, only to be met with curious gazes from the family. Panicked, you shrank back into your seat. "We- uh, we met by chance, you know, it was like sooo romantic, haha. It was a park-yeah...".

Touya rolled his eyes and Natsuo scoffed into his wine glass. Enji silently raised an eyebrow. "Well, that sounds...nice," Fuyumi laughed awkwardly. "Very romantic..."

Shoto cleared his throat. "Y/N tried to kidnap me the first time that we met."

It was as if the tension just bled out of the room. Rei gasped in delight and smiled at Enji. "Oh, it reminds me of how me met! You remember when I tried to kill you?" He gave his wife a small, fond smile and nodded.

"Oh now, I'm definitely interested," Touya purred. "Looks like we have a little psychopath on out hands."

"You'll fit right in then, pretty," Natsuo added with a laugh. "We're all some kind of fucked up."

"I knew it!" Fuyumi exclaimed, eyes sparkling. "The moment I saw you, I knew you were special!"

Shoto leaned in, whispering, "I think they like you. Not sure if that's a good or bad thing."

Oh you knew what it was. As excited chatter from the Todoroki family began to fill the room, you knew that you had just gotten yourself entangled with one of the most dangerous groups of people in the world.

And that was a very bad thing indeed.

A/N: If you enjoyed this, please leave a like, comment and reblog! I need to sleep and get my shit together lol so this might not be my best work. Thanks for your support either way!

@sky2lar @justabratsworld

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bored0writer · 1 year

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Yandere eraserhead, present mic and midnight (separate, head canons)

platonic or romantic

gn reader

Trigger warnings-possesivness, obsessivnes, gaslighting, guilt tripping, locked away, kidnapping, and overall yandere tendencies

I do not condone any yandere behaviour If you find yourself in a situation like this please try and get yourself safely out of it

eraserhead

I feel he'd be more obsessive but still a little possessive

for shit like punishments I feel like he'd be rather calm just explaining what you've was stupid and that you wouldn't get away he'd also probably just tie your hands together or something and have you sit with him

If you were to runaway he'd be right on your trail he knows what your going to do he knew you were gonna try and leave so why not let you think you've successfully got away and after 30 minutes he'll be dragging you back letting out a quiet chuckle when he saw the shock on your face

He would never hit you but there have been a few encounters where he's just had enough and smacked you guilt washing over him once he realizes what he's done

he would give you stuff like art sets (if your into that), books (again if your into that), if you play instruments he'll get you something like a guitar piano or whatever you play, if your into baking you can help him

he rarely kill's the only time he has was if someone's hurt you or if someone was trying to take you away from him

his security isn't that good sure he's got a good few of cameras and a few locks on the door but that's it really

present mic

He's much more possessive then obsessive

he doesn't punish you, your too sweet for that too perfect in his eyes you can do no wrong (other then running away but even then he doesn't punish you he just sobs onto your shoulder and begins guilt tripping you) hell he worships the ground you walk on he could never hurt you physically

when he start's trying to guilt trip you he can't help but feel enormous amount's of guilt

he get's you anything you want anything just to see you smile even if its a little one he loves spoiling you if it's making you happy it's making him happy

he can't cook for shit but still he tries

he doesn't let you cook though in fear you might get hurt

his security is top tier he like's to know what your up too like's knowing your still there in the house you can always feel safe in that house because almost nobody can get in

midnight

she's both possessive and obsessive maybe just a bit more obsessive

the way she punishes you is locking you in a dark room for a few days without any interaction only coming in when she knows your asleep to put a little snack and drink down always leaving a little kiss on your cheek

she hates when you (try to) runaway she tries her best for you everyday she tells you she loves you that your the only person she loves the only person she wants no needs

the house security is top tier just like mic's she really can't risk losing you if there is any form of movement near the front or back door a notification pops through

she'll get you nearly anything you want

#yandere aizawa #yandere mha #yandere midnight #yandere #yandere present mic #yandere kayama #yandere eraserhead #yandere bnha #aizawa shota x reader #hizashi yamada x reader #nemuri kayama x reader #mha x reader #gn reader

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dearest-painter · 11 months

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Ok…platonic Yandere Miguel and the spidervers with a todoroki sibling reader who instead of getting fire or ice powers they got spider powers. They also have fangs and claws like Miguel. So because of being born differently they were not only brutally trained they were neglected and abused by Enji and the others. Todoroki sibling reader is closest to Dabi than anything. One day Enji completely abandons reader all beaten and bruised and Miguel finds them causing reader to panic and try to run but falls due to a deep wound? Miguel takes them in and raises them with the spidervers and helps them better control there spider powers. How would the todoroki family react to seeing there sibling after many years fighting with an anomaly with Miles?

They all were told you died but seeing you alive, their happy. When you and Miles finish fighting the anomaly they congratulate you, you just stare at them…scared as you think Enji sent them. Miles gets Lyla to get Miguel as you aren’t responding and your breathing is out of control, he takes you away from you siblings as he makes you sit down. Once your away from them he makes sure they don’t get anywhere near you at all while Miguel gets there. Dabi is about to set Miles on fire until Miguel shows up and once you see him your yelling “DAD!” Which shocks them but their happy you have a good dad.

Miguel takes you and Miles away forcing you two go t HQ while he talks to your siblings. He makes sure they know you want NOTHING to do with them, while they might be your siblings and didn’t do anything you don’t want to see them. Miguel argues with them until Lyla tells him you are crying in his office so he goes to HQ to comfort you. Your siblings really want you back…they miss you so much so they plan on finding you one way or another.

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down-in-devildom · 2 years

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Coffee

Creepy!Personal Assistant Midoriya x GN!Reader

18+ only

Warnings: food tampering, food kink?, obsession, very creepy behavior

It has been about four or so months since you hired your new personal assistant and your work life has never been so easy. Midoriya is very vigilant and always so intune to whatever you could possibly need, well before you could even ask for it. He was a bit odd, you would have to admit, but the way he looked at you really showed you that he admired you and your work. Who didn’t like their ego stroked from time to time anyway? He was so quick to give you praise for even the smallest of things, to the point that it almost came across as if he was teasing you. Not that you would honestly think he was though, he was way too earnest.

His efficiency knew no bounds. He always had a spare outfit ready for you in your work cabinet in case you had to work overtime and needed to freshen up. You didn’t even tell him your measurements, you think. He was just that good! Midoriya would also always seem to know exactly what you are craving for dinner at the end of the work day or when you have to work overtime and a reservation for two or take out will be ordered. It was always kind of odd eating with Midoriya. It felt like he would always be too busy watching you eat to even touch his food. His cheeks would get flushed and you felt like a hole was being burned into your skull from how intense his stare was. He would also be breathing very heavily and it was a bit concerning. When you brought it to his attention one night, he seemed to just explain it away as nerves.

“S-sorry, boss. I-I get really nervous eating in front of other people. So-social anxiety.” he stammered and you brushed it off. Everybody had their hang ups and you weren’t about to turn down his company after he kept going above and beyond for you.

Your mind is brought back to the present moment by Midoriya placing a steaming hot cup of coffee in front of you. You look down into the cup and grimace a little. It would seem the only thing Midoriya couldn’t do was make a decent cup of coffee. Midoriya insisted that the new imported coffee roasted beans he special ordered for you were one of the best in the world. It always tasted a bit bitter to you, in a weird way. At your discretion, Midoriya started adding some crème to the coffee but it seemed to only make it worse. You contemplated asking for sugar or for the beans to be tossed out, but with how much work Midoriya went through to get these supposedly really sought after coffee beans, you decided to just suck it up and admit that you just can’t appreciate good coffee, apparently.

You take a sip of the slightly lightened coffee after blowing on it. You can’t help but pull a face when you set the cup down and look up at Midoriya, who is still standing on the other side of the desk, looking at you. He has such a funny looking smile on his face whenever you drink his coffee. Maybe he is just happy that you are still giving it a chance even though you clearly hate it. You can’t help but feel a full body shudder overtake you for a split second though. Strange.

You clear your throat and go back to looking at the documents you pulled up on your screen.

“Has my two o’clock appointment for Wednesday confirmed with us yet?”

“Yes, they have,” Midoriya says, “I also went ahead and finished planning your business trip to Kyoto. It seems like it will be six nights due to the rather big charter deal. I have already booked you an appointment with a luxury onsen on the last night so that you may relax a little before flying back. I also managed to squeeze in an omakase reservation with that one restaurant that was featured in the travel tabloid you keep under your desk. I have also since confiscated the magazine to help you better focus on your work.”

“I can’t tell if you are spoiling me or if you are my mother!” You can’t help but laugh. See? This is precisely why you kept Midoriya around. Well, you can do without him going through your stuff but you guess someone has to keep you on track.

There is a knock on your large mahogany door before one of the head managers of the financial department comes rushing in.

“Sorry to interrupt, but there has been a major miscommunication with one of the mills and we really need you to come and talk to our clients before they try to storm out of the briefing.” The person at the door looked rather frazzled and you can already feel a headache coming on.

“Yes, yes. I’m coming. Midoriya, can you please stay here and finish sending off the emails to the third branch for me? It is really important that it is done before the end of the day. I’ll have someone else take notes for me during this meeting. Expect me back no later than 8.”

“Of course,” Midoriya says while you rush by to follow the financial manager. “I’ll have another fresh coffee ready for you by the time you get back so that you can review your documents.”

With that in mind, you head into the meeting to try to soothe things over and discussions get tiresome rather quickly. You just can’t wait to go back to your office and stuff some take out in your face. You may even be looking forward to that disgusting cup of coffee at this point.

With the meeting coming to a close, you send a quick text to Midoriya with your company cell phone to let him know you would be back in about twenty minutes. You were just saying goodbye to the clients and walking them out the door but things were finishing up faster than you expected. You were in the elevator before you knew it and heading up to your office suite.

When the elevator pinged and the doors opened to your private lobby, you noticed Midoriya wasn’t at his desk. He must have been inside making good on his promise of delivering you a fresh mug of coffee. It was a bit too early though, you thought, if he was going based on the original estimate. Oh well.

The door to the office itself was left ajar so you just slowly push it open and start to take off your outer suit jacket and toss it on one of the leather couches that inhabit the space. The side door that leads to the small nook that holds the wet bar and coffee machine is open. It seemed to always be closed whenever Midoriya was in there fixing you something to drink, so it was odd seeing the door ajar. You head over to peek inside and let Midoriya know that you have returned.

“Nah-ah,” you hear from outside the doorway. It sounded like…

“Mmm-ha,” You definitely were not mistaken that time. And if the little pants and moans were not a clue enough for you, the rather slick sound of wet skin was a dead giveaway. You contemplate coming back but this is your office, darn it! What the hell did Midoriya think he was doing? He was always so well mannered that this behavior seemed out of character for him.

You square your shoulders and round the barrier of the doorway so you can confirm your suspicions and can’t help but freeze at the sight being a whole lot worse than you could have ever imagined.

There was Midoriya, pants open and his work shirt bunched up into his mouth as if to help muffle his pants and moans. His hand is working furiously over his hard cock and his hips are thrusting forward every once in a while to really fuck his fist. In his other hand is one of your coffee mugs, posed as if to catch his spend. You stay frozen as you watch him tremble and you can faintly hear a muffled version of your name slip past the makeshift gag in his mouth as rope after rope of thick cum is shot into the waiting mug. It seems like his load would never end before the last rope lands halfway into the mug and half on the rim. He then takes the mug and brings it closer to his still hard cock and runs the head of his dick around the rim, really smearing the pearly white liquid around before pulling the mug away and setting it on the counter. He then reaches for the pot of steaming his coffee he must have brewed earlier and pours it over the cum in the mug.

When he turns around, you can’t even move to try to hide. Your feet are rooted and there seems to be no escaping from the smile Midoriya sends your way.

He knew.

He knew you were watching and now he is looking at you in that weird way again. His eyes are dilated and he is flushed and panting. His cock is still out and gives a twitch as he looks you dead in the eye and brings the tainted coffee up to his lips and gives it a sip. The smile he gives you when he is done is sickening and you can’t help but feel absolute dread.

“Ah, your coffee is ready. Just how you like it.”

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darshy · 2 years

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(cute, cuddly, and soft)

continuation here!!

He’s not the gentle giant you’ve always dreamt of. He can’t smile without crooked teeth, or buy you your favourite flowers—lilacs. He doesn’t know how to make promises and whisper sweet nothings.

Katsuki just can’t be you—no matter how he tries.

Whenever he spares you a grin, your eyes bug out and you flinch, nearly curling into yourself. That time on Valentine’s, when Katsuki got down on one knee to ask you out, his hand that was so tightly clenched around the flowers’ thorns began to bleed. Of course he bought you fucking roses.

And poor, poor you, stuck with the beast on your doorstep. His red eyes practically stabbed you with how hard he glared at you. He would stutter on his words, but you would never notice. You were akin to a shaken leaf.

The skies must have agreed as they began to weep, for the sweetest thing in the world was about to be tainted.

“B-Bakugou...” You start but the words die in your throat as Katsuki begins to go into a deep bow. “Be my Valentine..” He mumbles, cheeks turning bright red. God, he hopes it doesn’t match the colour of his eyes. Or the roses in his hand. Or the blood that is leaking down said hand.

“I, um, I can’t—“ You stumble over your words too. As always, you’re absolutely adorable, and Katsuki knows this because he lifts his eyes to spot your face. Well, you’re like this always, but this is a special moment. It’s his time to see you this vulnerable and speechless.

But, the more you stutter, the quieter you become, and before long, you’ve stopped talking. “What?” Katsuki asks after a moment. “Don’t like the flowers?” He observes the roses before crushing (and exploding) them in his hand. Before long, ashes slip through his fingers and make a pile on your doorstep. “Better?” He gruffly questions, genuinely curious, because you’re still silent.

You look a bit peeved before you answer. “I just..didn’t hear what you first said. That’s all.” You manage to squeak out, clammy hands and all.

Katsuki feels like an idiot. No wonder why you’ve been so damn quiet.

“I said..go out with me! Date me! Whatever you fuckin’ call it!” He huffs. Like normal, you flinch with your hands already moving to cover your ears. “My—My quirk..!” You cry out. Crystal tears are already flying down your baby cheeks. Katsuki blanches. “Damn it! I’m sorry! Sorry!” He can’t help but yell and flail about as your emotions worsen.

“Just go, Bakugou!” You begin to slink back inside your house, eyes puffy and red. “But..but..!” His hands reach out desperately. Luckily, his fingers catch hold of the door, immediately prying it open. “Listen, I’m sorry about yellin’.” He says in a softer, more gentle voice. “Can you just be my Valentine? I’ll take you out and act all sappy and whatever. We can..hold hands..couple stuff like that...” He goes on, observing you all the while.

Skittish, a bit embarrassed maybe. You’re still hiding in a little shell that Katsuki can’t wait to open up.

And your fingers are still glued to the door. They tremble as they try to pull back. It’s no use. Katsuki’s about a head taller than you. He could so easily break into your house right now and do whatever he wants. That’s why you’re trembling. You’re goddamn scared.

“I’ll treat you right. You’ll have anything in the world!” He pauses when you flinch again. “..sorry.” He whispers. His head falls down low enough to make proper eye contact with you. “I jus’ kinda want you, (y.n).” Intimately, like lovers—almost, his breaths fan your parted lips. “I really, really do.”

When your bottom lip trembles, Katsuki feels his heart stop beating.

Rain begins to pour.

#22 #x reader #gn reader #yandere bakugou #yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere mha #kind of #more like #pushy bakugou #boundaries do not exist here babe!#female reader #male reader #shy reader

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