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yandere-sins · 9 months

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How would yandere Deku react to the reader not talking to him and ignoring him after kidnapping her but silently crying in the night in private

Thanks for the request ♥

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♡ Deku is very forgiving in the beginning. Even though he hoped you’d be more excited upon seeing your new home that he decorated with so much love, he understands you need to get used to it. He tries to show you all the things he got for you and how he chose them to make you happy, but you ignore it all, which tugs at his heartstrings. Nevertheless, after elaborately showing you the softness of all the pillows, how to turn on the fairy lights, and all the games and books he already sorted neatly into shelves for you, he finally gets to a point where he grows quiet. Deku waits for you to do anything, but when your only reaction is to eventually take a seat somewhere, he takes it as a sign that you are unhappy.

♡ Bringing you additional things to sweeten the deal for you also fails miserably, and you seem to draw back even more. A gut feeling tells him he’s not doing a very good job, no matter how much he tries to appease you. If your new room isn’t to your liking, Deku decides to show you his devotion in other ways. Procuring your favorite foods, he puts in a movie he knows will make you laugh before beckoning you to the couch, patting the space next to him. No reaction. You can’t see his hand turning into a fist from behind the backrest. Still, his expression turns a little less empathetic every second that passes.

♡ Still, he tries to laugh it off as you being shy, maybe a little awkward. He gets it. Deku tells you all about how nervous and awkward he felt around you when you were getting to know each other as well. How this situation is new for him, too, and how he gets you—truly! However, him standing up and walking over to you doesn’t have a very calming effect on you either, your breath hitching and body tensing as you try to scurry away, even when he kneels before you, assuring you that you have nothing to worry about and everything will be fine now that you two are together.

♡ His hands are on your thighs, fingers greedily digging into your body as you watch him restrain himself from driving his palms up and down your legs. Deku keeps telling you that you have nothing to be shy about and that he feels the same way as you, but you two have all the time in the world, so you don’t need to rush into anything. His body is betraying his words, however, his touch is too curious, eyes darting to places that you don’t want him to look at, and his tongue wetting his lips as if he’s hoping to use them on you soon. Nothing is assuring about the way he undresses you with his gaze or the cracking of his voice whenever he speaks. You are prey in a trap, and he’s the predator barely able to wait for the moment to bite. But when he climbs onto the bed after you, grabbing your ankle, wrist, and waist, lifting you against him, and carrying you over to the couch, there’s hardly anything you can do against him.

♡ The only victory you get is the subtle distance between you two as you scoot to the side farthest away on the couch from him, turning your head whenever he offers to feed you. It’s hard to resist the food that you usually drool over, and he sees the effort it takes you not to eat, not understanding why. Everything you don’t take from Deku, he eats himself to show you it’s not dangerous, babbling on and on about how glad he is that you two get to spend this time together. When your eyes do glance back at him, all you see is the wired smile on his face, the subtle twitching of irritation in his expression, but it all fades into relieved and soft features when your eyes lock for a moment, Deku still hoping you’ll get back to your usual self when you see everything is okay, but feeling slighted the second you go back to ignoring and shunning him.

♡ After the day you two had, he’s ready to tug in for the night, leaving to shower and telling you he’ll be back, but he is taking longer than planned. Everything is not going how he thought it would. Aside from the irritation of feeling unappreciated in his efforts and desperate for you to open up and accept him like he always dreamed he would, he goes through a wide range of emotions that he can’t even justify in himself yet. Fear, anger, sadness, but so, so much love for you at the same time, it threatens to burst out. He ponders his thoughts for a long time, washing himself with the same products you use before returning to your room, not any wiser. As he reaches the door to your room, he comes to an abrupt halt, hearing sounds from it that he didn’t expect—crying.

♡ Deku’s heart breaks. He’s been trying so hard to make this a memorable first day. To make everything to your liking and beyond, and he failed. There’s no greater disappointment than being the disappointment, and the thought is eating him alive. He opens the door swiftly, ready to apologize and swear he’ll do better tomorrow, but the moment he steps in, the words are caught in his throat, and your crying turns into silence, making things awkward again between you two. Instead of declaring his devotion verbally, Deku decides that maybe it’s best if he doesn’t. Perhaps it helps to show you with actions, rather than words, comforting you with his warmth and affection. Spooning you from behind, you try to move away, give him space—which he chuckles at, you’re so adorable—but wherever you go, he follows until you are pressed to the cold wall, his arm around you, pulling you back so you wouldn’t have to be cold all night. Your body fits so perfectly against his, it’s agonizing, but he’ll endure and hold you until you fall asleep in his arms, safe and comfortable. And tomorrow, he’ll do it all again until you finally understand how well he means. How much he loves you and would do for you. How just one touch of yours, one word even, would make Deku put the world at your feet.

♡ One thing’s for sure: It was only a matter of time until one of you would break. You might be able to ignore him for a long time, but Deku... No matter how much he tries to be patient, Deku can’t stand being ignored for that long. You were both bombs, but his fuse was already lit by him finally acting on his desires. And when he explodes... well. You won’t like the carnage he’ll leave behind in his wake.

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valeskawhore · 3 months

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IMAGINE:

An exchanged student from America! Coming to UA to fulfill the wishes from their father, Not wanting to be a hero what-so ever.

It doesn’t matter to you. Yes you’ve been born with a strong quirk but that doesn’t matter, that wasn’t your life’s passion!

But you’re father being the man he is,

Rich

Narcissistic

Arrogant

And needing their only child to be perfect,

Sets up a conversation with you and the one and only nezu, the principal of UA!

You don’t need to try out, you don’t need to pass any written exams, show off for anyone. Your father already took care of that and had you preform in your quirk space where you do all your training and recorded you and your strategies.

A/n: “I really wanna make a soulmate! AU with this, I’m think katsuki? Really angsty? My interpretation and hyper realism on how I think things would go down with his character in the anime? Not fan!bakugo but can!bakugo?

Lemme know what y’all think!!!!

You sat in front of the small little rodent who ran this pathetic hero training course. One leg crossed over the other and your chin in the palm of your hand as you stared out the window.

You had made no attempts to answer his questions or even look in his big eyes for all that matter. His cheery voice and attitude was enough to make you vomit alone. And you weren’t even going to mention his disgusting fashion taste.

A scar settled on the right side of his face. The only thing you could wonder was that someone luckier already beat you to the punch of wanting to scratch this rodents eyes out.

You continued to stare out the window, your mind caught in another world as your eyes blurred and your head ached. Something twisted in your stomach when you heard the ray mention your father. It snapped you back to reality.

Nezu sighed and took a sip of his tea, “Y/n L/n, if you really don’t want to attend UA then why are you here?” He questioned, with another sip, “You’re quirk is extraordinary to say at the least and even that is an understatement but I’m going to need some cooperation for this interview to work.”

I rolled my eyes and sat up with a sarcastic smile, “Sure, anything you need”

Nezu sighed nice more, and sat his tea cup off to the side.

“Tell me.. y/n.. why should I even let you into UA?” He wondered, “Element bending quirks are extremely rare, there’s so much you could do with them.. but I’m afraid there’s more people more enthusiastic than you to take your position, maybe even more qualified.”

“I’m afraid I can’t let you into UA, an inspiring hero must act heroic even behind the scenes.”

My stomach dropped, but I slowly steadied myself. I stood to my feet and eyed the rodent down. I knew something like this would have to be pushed just a little bit..

“Principal Nezu.” I called out, he looked up at me.

“With the powers I have.. you even said it your self, they’re beyond powerful in todays society.” Nezu nodded and patiently waited for me to proceed.

My eyes darkened and so did the room around me as I gave a small smile. “And because of that, I’m going to ask you to rethink your decision” I slowly walked up to Nezu and placed my hands on the burgundy wood and leaned close to his face.

“Because with these powers.. I could either become the worlds greatest supervillain or the worlds greatest hero.. whether or not you let me into UA will determine it’s fate.” I smiled, my eyes sparkled with something .. insane. Before I pulled away and turned my back towards the door.

“I trust you’ll make the right decision. The worlds fate is in your hands.. but trust, I will make my father proud regardless” I winked.

Nezu gulped.

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yanderelionwrites · 1 year

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Bitter (Yandere!Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

Ok this one's sad I won't lie 😭 Just a random drabble idea I wanted to flesh out

Katsuki's starting to regret stealing you away...

Content Warning: yandere, kidnapping, broken reader, mentioned forced feeding, mentioned punishment

Word Count: 529

“Oi, dinner’s ready.”

Katsuki placed his and yours plates onto the dining table. He had prepared your favorite tonight, and despite how much effort he put into it, he knew that it wasn’t going to fix anything. It felt like nothing was going to fix the state you were in.

Looking up towards your direction, he watched as you sat on the couch listlessly, staring off into the black void that was the blank TV screen. A dull, empty look swirled within your eyes, all light having been zapped out of you. It’s been like this for over a month now, and it bothered the fuck out of him. Nothing he tried would get you to speak to him or even function like you normally do. It was a whole struggle even just to get you to eat. Sometimes you'd do it willingly, other times Katsuki would have to force feed you. He hoped that it wouldn’t be one of those nights.

He sighed, hating the way a lump was starting to form in his throat. Why couldn’t you just go back to how you were? The stupid and lovable you that he fell in love with, not this shell that was sitting in his living room. Was it that awful to be with him? Sure, he could be gruff. And loud. And sometimes sadistic. But he can try to be softer, anything to just get you to look at him again, whether that be with hatred or with love.

Katsuki made his way over to you, plate in hand. He gently set it atop your lap and sat down next to you.

“Food’s gonna get cold if you just keep sitting there. C’mon, you need to eat.”

You made no move to pick up the fork, however. Just continuing to stare into space. Katsuki remembers when you used to throw the food he’d prepared for you onto the ground, sometimes at him, screaming to let you go and how much of a monster he was for holding you here against your will. This always led to a yelling match, ending with you having to endure whatever punishment Katsuki decided to dish out.

Maybe he shouldn’t have shouted at you so much. Maybe he shouldn’t have punished you for even the most minor of offenses. Maybe then you wouldn’t be acting like you were now. But regretting what he did wasn’t going to change anything. What mattered was the present, and how he would treat you from now on.

Katsuki gripped his pant legs as his eyebrows furrowed together. He was just about to pick up the fork himself when, miraculously, you beat him to it. Slowly, and with little bites, you began to eat the food prepared for you. Katsuki visibly relaxed and watched you nibble away at your dinner, glad that he wasn’t going to have to feed you himself. You still looked soulless, but at least you were complying.

He was determined to get the light back in your eyes soon, but for now, Katsuki would have to deal with the consequences of stealing you away and keeping you with him for his own selfish desires.

#yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #yandere katsuki bakugo #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere x reader #yandere my hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia #broken reader #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere drabbles #male yandere #yandere stories

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yandererererere · 4 months

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Okay, the MHA yandere fandom has a real problem of only doing yan EraserMic. Please let Mic have his own darling (romantic). Stop making him share all the time. Please, I just want a dark fic of yan Mic with his own male darling. Is that too much to ask for?

#mha yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #yandere erasermic #yandere eraserhead #yandere aizawa #yandere present mic #yandere hizashi yamada #yandere stories #yandere writing #yandere writers #yandere x male reader

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heartfullofleeches · 2 years

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Yandere Masochistic Dabi x healer reader (request)

A request off site for a masochistic Dabi

Tw: violence, masochism, blood kink if you squint mdni

Word count: 1.5k

It was rare for you to leave your apartment nowadays. As the blue flamed villain’s backdoor nurse, your safety and the knowledge of your location were important. In the past, you had others appear on your doorstep. Hero, villain, or otherwise mattered not; only the length of their injuries. Countless broken bodied individuals in need of you aid; all frequent visitors vanishing when Dabi came until only, he remained – your only touch with the outside world. Painstaking hours of awaiting his return or call, and in the times, you had the freedom to leave it was hardly ever without eyes on you in any way, shape, or form. Which is why he was now trailing at your heels as you walked through dingy alleyways back home.

A stalking issue is what led to your gain of a bodyguard, not that you hadn’t had that issue already. A shadow lingering outside your window, it’s aura not nearly as threatening as the shadow of death looming behind you. Dabi's lanky build towers over you; inches away from your back like a shadow. Hooded; one hand rests in his jacket pocket while the other loosely grips an unmarked plastic bag. In your hands lied a rectangular box with its lid torn open, and contents spilling onto the soiled streets as your blistered fingers fail to catch them. You retrieve one of the remaining bandages from the box – its blue hue causing your eyes to narrow. Carefully, you wrap it around your index finger; slowing down enough in the process that Dabi bumps into you.

“Easy there.” He rumbles, pressing his palm to your shoulder to stabilize both him and yourself. “If you can wait till we get back, I don’t mind helping you out with that.”

Not typically the type for the domestics, the thought of wrapping up your wounds in a brief moment of intimacy was nice to Dabi. Nearmt anything for you sounded nice. You straighten up, yanking your shoulder away with a rough jerk you think he doesn’t notice – but he does. It’s the little things, as they say. His lips pull into a smirk.

“I’m fine. The air feels nice right now and I don’t want to go inside just yet.”

“Would you like to do something else then?”

“No, with you so quiet back there it’s almost like you aren’t even here.”

Harsh; yet oh so bold. For you to talk to a guy that could turn you into ash in seconds; lighting the world ablaze in the process. It was – exhilarating for him. A jolt of electricity up his spine that kickstarted an urge like no other. To you, there was no point in beating around the bush which is why you were often vocal about your aversion for Dabi. It didn’t do much to deter him from you. In one case, you faintly recall a glint of desire in his eye as you berated him for showing up out of the blue injured like a wounded dog.

“I'm just saying. We could use more time outside.”

“I do, and I would get it if you weren’t monitoring my every move.”

“I think I do a pretty good job at-"

You hold your hand up, halting him in his tracks and train of speech. “Quiet.”

You point forward. Standing behind your apartment building; head tilted to where yours sat on the second floor, was the figure you saw nights before. An unidentifiable male, from what the half mask he wore let you see. The midnight shines off an object he held. You shift your footing, ready to return and flee before he spots you – but it’s too late for that. His head turns, eyes meeting yours for a brief moment – before they land on Dabi.

“I thought I’d have to kidnap them before you’d show your face.” The stranger states, addressing him. “My brother was a patient of our doctor friend there, before you made them turn him away.”

“I’m sure there’s a hospital nearby he could go to.”

He doesn’t bother with a reply, instead choosing to charge at Dabi; steel pipe dragging behind and scrapping the ground. As he nears, Dabi lights the general area on fire, blue flames licking up the walls of nearby buildings and kissing the skies above. The man vanishes the second they reach him, his weapon clacking to the ground at Dabi's feet. Not even a spec of ash. He looks around the area, on guard for the next attack. He glances back at you, remembering he wasn’t alone in his equation and the other factor was almost more important than himself.

You stood off to the side in the safety of the shadows, protected from his flames. Your eyes were highlighted in the dark, unblinking; observing. Like an eager visitor at a zoo. Like you knew what would happen next.

And maybe you did. You did work on the man's brother after all.

A grin splits across your face. Heat gathers around Dabi's feet, not from his own fire, but from faint spark of electricity spiking from the pipe on the ground. Something he notices a moment too late for him to react.

The cold metal connects with his face, a staggered Dabi stumbling backwards and losing his footing over an unknown puddle on the street. His assailant stands over him, veins and bone visible through his skin as electricity surges from his body; arm connected to the pipe. Dabi's head spins. He looks up at the sky for balance, at you. Maybe the smile on your face was a figment of his imagination as you stare back with tight lips. Your eyes, however, remained the center point of where your emotions lie. An unwavering, demanding glare that boar into his mind. An expression with only one worded comparison.

“Get the fuck up.”

And so, he does. Anything for his baby.

Dabi closes his eye as you slap a bandage on his cheek, rubbing the adhesive into his skin. He sat shirtless on your couch, you tending to the few injuries gained in the fight. Drying blood clots tissue plugged up his nostrils, the brunt of the damage he received.

“Hey, Doc. Can you fix this up for me?” He asks, pointing at his nose.

You don’t even bother to look up. “No. You’ll be fine.”

“I think it might be broken.”

“If it was then I’d help you, but it’s not and would be a waste. I’m already getting a headache as it is.” Your quirk was like an exchange of sorts. A deep stabbed wound in place for a mere scratch for you. Even the deadliest of injuries was little more than a slap on the wrist or more closely, a sprained wrist. That didn’t mean you were ready to do it at any moment for any small injury.

“Please?” He presses, placing his head on your arm. He knew your patience was running out. A moment he yearned for.

You ball up your hand. “I said no.”

“Pretty please?”

Your fist connects with his face, head whipping back from the blow. The force is so powerful that he hears his neck crack as his head pivots on his spine. The pain hits fast, blooming from his nose to the rest of his face. The small stream of blood from it becomes a river, gushing down over his lips. He feels the beat of his hurt with every throb of his definitely broken nose, thumping even harder as his bloodshot eats gaze into yours.

“I think that is warranted for a fix, but I’m not sure if you even want it.”

The first time he begged you to hurt him, you thought it was a test. To see if you had the guts to try something. You were so pissed off at him; the man that stole your freedom and trapped you like a bird that you didn’t care. The groan of pleasure that left his lips filled you with so much disgust that you did it again.

And again.

At first it was just about getting your frustrations out, even if he found ecstasy in it. As time went on, the fire behind your blows came from somewhere deeper; darker. You started to enjoy it. His body crumpled on the floor, stuck on you like a lifeline. The sight of any new wound he came for you to heal. Pain was the thing that bounded you to Him, both his and yours. You’d comply with his demands for affection as long as if gave into yours for affliction, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. The hurt just another form of love for him.

Dabi gives you one of his famous shit eating grins, blood dripping onto his teeth. He smears it across them with his tongue, sticking it out for you to see the weight of your damage. If you had to give him any compliments, his blood was beautiful; a mixture of it and saliva rolling down his chin.

“Not just yet.”

He pulls you in, a new branch of pain forming as your nose crashes against his as jams his lips towards yours. Hot blood; passion reaches your mouth as he kisses you, coating your bottom lip in every part of him. It was disgusting – he was disgusting. He’d let you devour him if you’d so please.

You bite down on the wet muscle slipping through, earning an open mouth moan from Dabi.

And maybe one day you will.

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mha-platonic-yanderes · 2 years

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Touya's Daughter: A Brief Moment With A Kid Your Own Age

TW: Mentions of - Abuse, Grooming, Forced Impregation, Child Purchasing, the Hero Public Safety Commission, General Cursing, Westernization of Japanese Characters because I am Bad At Research (and a dirty American)

If you’d been raised how the Hero Public Safety Commission wanted, you’d probably be a hero by now. Gifted with flames and rivaling Endeavor in pure firepower.

But the HPSC can’t get everything they wanted, and your mother died so you could escape their clutches. Solar power, harnessed and kept inside of her released all at once, creating a supernova and exploding the building, alongside her.

You were in another part of the facility, where you could easily get away. A plan you two made, one where each of you knew the risks involved.

And besides, the HPSC taught you that sacrifices brought justice. And freeing one kid whilst killing the people who expirimented, tortured, forcibly impregnated, and bought you from your parents all those years ago was a thing your mother was willing to do, even if it killed her.

But that’s all said and done. Now you’re just a kid on the streets. A kid who has been raised since birth to be a villain incinerator and charismatic hero to the adoring public, but a kid nonetheless.

Kids like yourself aren’t watched by society. Dirty and easily overlooked, you blend in with the other homeless vagrants, shifting into the background and being seen as a blight on society. You never had anything to your name and whilst you would sometimes get luxuries—usually after a well done mission or the death of another classmate—you could see that your contemporary beside you was actually rich. Probably a runaway after daddy cut their allowance from 10k yen to only 9k—a travesty, surely.

“You can’t just stand there, you know.” You speak first, “they’ll notice you and try to call a cop to wrangle your ass back home. Sit. Blend in. Stay for a while.”

He looks at you, blond hair laying flat against his head, falling ever so slightly across his forehead, but not covering his crystalline eyes.

“And what if I want to be found?” His eyes don’t leave you, but his face is unimpressed. A typical rich kid. You’ve seen plenty of those, even before your escape.

“Then you have run away in the first place.”

“And who says I’ve run away?”

“I’m taking a guess.” You look up and down at him, “school clothes, but no bag packed. Pocket change, but nothing substantial. No food, no water, no shelter—you didn’t plan this did you?”

“Scoot over.” He slides down the brick wall, his white button up shirt briefly getting caught on its rough edges, “I attacked a kid with his quirk.”

“So?”

“Generally,” he replied, “that’s frowned upon.”

You roll your eyes. Society and its rules aren’t something you’ve ever thought up, lest it’s laws you must follow. And even those are things you’ve broken and disregarded, now that you’re not a Commission pawn.

“What did you do? Shoot a little flurry of snow his way?”

“I slapped a kid in the face and copied his quirk so that I could turn around and move him with my mind, which he kept doing to all of my stuff behind my back.” The kid replies, “I’m not an idiot; I knew it was him. Shouldn’t have done it though, especially because I’m trying to go to U.A.”

“Another hero hopeful, huh?”

“What person doesn’t want to be a hero?”

“I’ve done enough heroics.” You laugh, “but good for you kid. Don’t be an asshole to the homeless when you get big.”

“Thanks.” He replies, “so… you’re really homeless?”

“Does this look like a home?”

“I didn’t think it would happen to a kid my age.” He remarks, “you could come back with me, get a shower and be back with your parents.”

“They’re dead, but thanks for the notion.”

“Oh.” He reaches into his pocket, “it isn’t much, but here. Take it.”

You take the money as he stands, “Heading back so soon?”

“I just needed a breather. Something away from school.” He answers, “I’m not even a kilometer from MPMS.”

“Gotta get faster if you’re going to be a hero.”

“I will.” He replies, “Will I see you around?”

“Can’t stay in one place for too long.” You reply, “but I’m, Y/N.”

It’s a name you gave yourself when you ran, since you were only known as Solar Flare within the Commission.

“Monoma.” He says, “Goodbye.”

You stand, heading in the opposite direction with your backpack and the cash, “Goodbye.”

#touya's daughter revamp #platonic yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #bnha #mha #mha platonic yanderes #reader insert #yandere todoroki clan #yandere todoroki family #part one #technically doesn't have any canon todorokis but i need to build the story fist #also has monoma #for some reason

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wingekprincessproffssor · 2 years

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Yandere deku's reactoin reader finally fallen in love with him

Warings: yandere themes, reader having stockholm-sydnrome

"Love you too" as soon these words come out from your pretty lips of yours he is so fucking happy! You finally love him!

He has been dreamt of this moment for so long and now it has finally come true! He is so happy that you finally realized that he is the one for you

"Darling!, am so happy!" He said as he jumped to your arms making you stumble a bit

As he looked at your face with lovesick eyes he starts to kiss your face between every "I love you " and as he hold you more tightly nuzzling to your face he said " darling, I think you need a prize for what you did today" he said as he let go off you and taking your hand as he drags you down to the kitchen

As he opened the door he said " tada! Here its!" He said cheerfully pointing at the cake on the table. The cake looked delicious it had a nice cream on it and furthermore strawberry toppings along with little candles on it and it made you drool and making your tummy growl

"Did it make you hungry darling?, well you are lucky cus its all yours! " he said smiling

"Wow, deku thanks" you said making him smirk proudly

"No need to say thank you darling!, now lets eat your cake shall we?" He said as he took your hand and making you go to table and as he sit downs he places you on his lap and gives you bites from the cake with each every complements like "such a good girl!" Or " who is my good girl?" And as you eate the cake he pets your hair and gives you a kiss to your cheeks

After you done finishing your cake he carries you on his arms to bring you to your room that you share with him and gently places you down the bed

"My precious baby, you were so good today and you made me so proud," he said as he covers you with a blanket and after that, he looks at you once more time before kissing you on your forehead and leaving your room gently closing the door behind and if you continue to act this good who knows maybe he will give you a bigger prize, after all, you are his darling and he would do anything to make you happy

#my post #deku x reader #deku midoriya #deku x fem!reader #deku x you #mha deku #midoriya izuku #yandere deku x reader #yandere deku x you #yandere stories #deku yandere #deku fluff #mha fluff

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envy-of-the-apple · 2 years

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If it isnt much to ask can u make pt2 for yandere queen momo x fem servant reader like the first time they did it how did momo make the reader stay silent and how was the first time momo did that "thing" wiht the reader and how did she react and how did momo fall for the reader anyway

reqs are closed uhhh but i could give you a few ideas for that world!

oh and i don't think the reader was fem...pretty sure they were gn:)

I'd like to think that Queen Momo was just rlly lonely and the reader became her confidant. Eventually, her favorite part of her day became bathtime, just sitting next to you and reciting her day, all while you patiently threaded fingers in her hair, nodding along with her rants.

She feels guilty at first, but she was so lonely, and you were always there. You can't blame her for using her status to keep you next to her a little more. Maybe throwing out her other servants and replacing them with you. Maybe upping your status to her attendant, despite your lack of education and status.

And you're always so compliant. Obediently sitting next to her for hours on ending. Helping her pick out dresses, jewelry. Before, when she was more discreet about her fantasies with you, she'd stare at a pearl necklace for a bit too long, wondering how it would look like on you.

It starts off as innocent, but it quickly becomes anything but that. But her husband never cared about her fantasies, and you don't seem to mind them. And she really does love you.

She just doesn't realize she's smothering you. Squeezing your heart until it's anything but yours.

#yandere #yandere momo #i love her so much #i do have a pt 2 for that story #but itll probably come out after im done with everything else #yandere mha

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indapaint470 · 11 months

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He look so handsome, (-3-)

#anime art #my oc story #my hero academia #mha shouto #procreate #digital art #fan art #character art #my art #todoroki shouto #yandere shouto #deku midoriya #mha bakugou #mha dabi

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yandere-sins · 2 years

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Can I get some emotionally, and sexually manipulative Hawks please?

Thanks for requesting!

Rated Lemon

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“So, how have you been? We barely see you anymore!”

Your friend’s words tore you out of your thoughts, making your nails dig into Keigo’s hand that’s been riding up your thigh ever since you two sat down for dinner. Breathing in sharply, you hoped no one would notice the crack in your voice as you answered, your hand shooting out to get your glass closer and hide some of the embarrassment you were feeling behind the alcohol.

“Oh, you know. Lots of work, I barely have time to shower.” Avoiding the question as best as possible, you forced a laugh, the sound disappearing in the masses of voices around you. Sipping at your glass, you felt Keigo’s fingers dig deep into your thigh, leaving you unsure if it was meant as a reward or punishment. He hated that you forced him to take you out to celebrate with your friends but approved of you lying to them for his sake. You missed out on so many fun activities because of him, after all.

He was also the reason your knees rubbed together beneath the table, an unmistakable heat emanating from your core.

Luckily your friend didn’t question it much further, falling into a rant about their own problems at work and venting about colleagues and workload you could only dream of having. Keigo wouldn’t let you work. After he coaxed you into moving in with him—much too early as you feared, the relationship barely going for three months at that point—he made it clear to you that the only work he wanted to see you do was the one on top of him.

Admittedly, the reason you started to date him wasn’t a honorable one. Then again, you had no doubts that any other fan of the hero wouldn’t have done it if they were in your position. When you met him at a club, it was you who threw yourself at him, thinking that even just one night with the good-looking, charming hero would be enough to satisfy your crazy fan desires and give you bragging rights for the rest of your normie life. You didn’t expect him to ask you to stay for breakfast the next morning. Neither for dinner the following evening or to be his girlfriend after only a week of dates and fun times together.

Part of you wanted to stay and be this amazing man’s partner. But in retrospect, you probably knew much earlier that it all was too good to be true. Especially when he started to get more and more possessive over what you were doing and who you were with. These minor arguments usually end in a passionate kiss and sex that would leave you sore but too brainfucked to think. And when he came back with flowers and chocolates, promising to be better in the future, you just couldn’t bring yourself to hate him enough to leave.

Not when he apologized for canceling your plans for you.

Not when he fucked you silly on the kitchen counter after throwing away your clothes and leaving you to wander the house naked.

Somehow, Keigo always made it up to you. His eyes were so sincere when he told you he loved you and wouldn’t know what to do for you, even though you hadn’t quite come around to that kind of emotion yet. You loved the way he fucked you silly, pressing your face into the expensive satin sheets of his bed or roughly pinning you between him and the wall. But even after months, you weren’t quite sure yet if you actually loved him or, well, his cock and the occasional expensive gifts he made you. It was pretty shallow, but spending your birthday with him on a private island just to yourself, all-inclusive, and in the embrace of the person who truly loved you wasn’t the worst gift. None of the ones he gave you was.

You were special to him. The only one he could open up to, talk to, love. Keigo told you that constantly, always reminding you of how much you meant to him, especially after giving you a good fucking that left you lolling in his bed. That he can’t imagine his life without you and knows no one as perfect as you. How could anyone break up with a guy like this? He was a 10 in a sea of 5 and 7′s that you usually had to deal with. The chances were slim you’d ever get as good of a man as Keigo was, and lowering your expectations seemed futile after he raised the stakes.

“Spread them, Baby.” Keigo leaned over, whispering the words into your ear with a grin. His hand slipped between your legs, pulling them apart to emphasize his order. You looked up in shock, not at him but at your friends, who seemed unaware of what was happening. Biting your lips, you shook your head in very small motions, Keigo’s smile faltering. “Spread them, or we’re going home right now,” he demanded, and thinking about how much effort it was to make him agree to take you on this outing, you gulped, slowly opening your legs for his access.

Immediately, his lips curled back into a smile, his touch reaching further up and brushing against your panties. You nervously glanced between your friends, all in different stages of drunkness but not enough for your taste. They could still notice something, even though you couldn’t argue with Keigo when he was like that. Love-drunk, you called it. A mood in which he won’t tolerate any defiance to what he wants. And what he wants is always you.

“Does it turn you on?” he murmured into your ear, your silent question showing on your face prompting him to nod his head in the direction of your friends. “Them. Are you scared they’ll see?”

Gulping, you looked over them again. Keigo’s hand suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a cool draft of wind against your sex that made you shudder. He inched closer, bringing his chair right next to yours, and snaked his way between your body and the backrest of your chair. You held your breath, preparing not to squeal as you knew he would pull you against him, lifting your right leg over his and earning more access than you wanted him to have.

“W-Wait, they’ll see!” you whispered nervously, pushing down the skirt you were wearing as best as you could. “Let them, Dove. I want them to watch as you cum all over my fingers in this busy restaurant you forced me to go with you. At least let me have my fun, alright?”

Biting your lip, you didn’t even think about his words too much, merely giving in. True, you weren’t in love with him. But these things came naturally over time, right? Keigo always treated you well, even if you got embarrassed about some of his demands, and maybe it really wasn’t so fair that you dragged him to this meeting against his will. You knew he wanted to stay in and watch a movie tonight. Or at least the beginning of the movie before he’d demand his late-night snack from between your legs. After that, things would undoubtedly shift to the bedroom, but instead, you got your will. You had no grounds to stand on to refuse him.

Pressing himself up to your side, the arm wrapped around your back slipped its hand between your legs again, fingers prodding at your clit that made you jolt in your seat. Suddenly, a couple pairs of eyes turned to you in curious confusion, watching as Keigo snuggled into your side. Your whole body froze as you forced out a smile, trying to play along with the mask he put up of you two cuddling like the cute couple you were. You knew your friends were jealous about the catch you made with Keigo, though they were also happy for you, grinning before turning back to their conversations.

Confirmed in his actions, Keigo turned bolder and, you, hotter.

Was it embarrassment? Shame? The tip of his fingers pressing your panties inside of you?

“Aren’t you wet for me, Baby...” he mumbled into your shoulder, his lips plush against it for a couple of appreciating kisses. You felt the slick coating of your panties against your hot cunt, the fabric cooling every time he pulled it away before pressing it into you again. There was a feeling of frustration caused by the holdback of your panties acting like a safe wall. You could feel Keigo breach the limits more with every touch, and every time, you yearned for him to simply brush past the fabric, knuckling you with his fingers all the way inside your pussy.

But he stopped just as you were about to grind your cunt into his hand, pulling it away—you had no doubts dripping with your juices. Instead, he focused on your clit, the sensitive nerve endings shocking you with electricity over and over like a taser. Despite holding back so much, a long sigh escaped you, your eyes immediately widening as you clasped a hand over your mouth. But instead of stopping and letting you come down from the sensation, Keigo chuckled into his free hand, gripping the slim part of your underwear and pulling it taut, the fabric no match to his strength, ripping. But not before teasing you with its friction, the eventual snap! it made both relieving and yet dissatisfying as you wanted to rub against it a while longer. You didn’t quite anticipate how loud it would be as your panties ripped, hips - that you lifted unknowingly to accommodate the strain - falling onto the chair, your flowy skirt having riled up enough, so your exposed ass cheeks smacked hard into the wood.

This time, you could not hold back your moan.

“Fuck, Baby,” Keigo groaned next to you, keeping himself muffled with his hand, and you focused your hazy gaze on the people around you, chatting, laughing, but most importantly ignoring you. You had never felt so relieved to not be seen and, at the same time, still had doubts about what Keigo was doing, wishing someone would notice and put him in his place like he always did with you. Perhaps you were more of a switch than you thought, enjoying the thought of Keigo having to lower his head and getting scolded. At the same time, you knew he’d just make you stand before him afterward, spread your asscheeks to press his face between your legs, and get his reward for enduring his punishment. He was that kind of horny.

Not bothering with the shreds left by his actions, Keigo pressed his fingers back into your slit, rubbing them up and down your folds and coating them properly in your slick. You knew he was going to dig in any second now, and you knew you shouldn’t let him. That there were borders he simply shouldn’t overstep. But you couldn’t. You wouldn’t... wanted... because fuck. The moment his fingertip breached your entrance, you knew you’d be in for a ride.

His rough fingers paired with the determination to fill you as far as he could, never made him stop for a second so you could adjust. He gave you no warning, no preparation time, nothing. You were left to your own devices, using your right hand to cover your mouth while the other dug into the edge of the chair—hard—trying to keep you on your seat. However, Keigo had different plans, taking the hand away from your mouth to press into his crotch, hot, pulsing arousal tenting his jeans. Turning your head to look at him, your eyes fell lower at him guiding your hand over the outline of his cock, pressing and using you to satisfy himself while he added another finger to your cunt. It made you want to scream, but instead, Keigo caught your lips with his, kissing you while the friction under your palm stung with how hard he rubbed it.

You were blissfully unaware of your surroundings now, taking off into pleasure land as he scissored and curled his fingers inside you just how you liked it. It was not enough. You wanted more. Wanted his huge cock to replace his fingers, and it was frustrating to know he was drawing the line there. Public displays of affection were scandalous enough, not to mention the unspeakable ones happening beneath the table. His fingers had to do, and by god, they weren’t any less proficient even if you yearned for the fullness of his cock hollowing you out.

“You’re gonna cum for me, hm?” he asked, and you hummed in agreement, nodding before bumping your foreheads together. “You’re gonna make your friends watch you cum?”

This time, your eyes flitted to the people around you, making you wonder how they still hadn’t noticed even though you were about to fucking explode (and then maybe bend over the table and beg for more). “N-No,” you whimpered. “Just for you.”

“You’re cumming just for me?” he repeated, the grin spreading wider and wider on his lips as he appreciated your devilishly honest answer. Then he kissed you again, long and sweet and so full of love, whispering against your lips, “I’m cumming too, just for you, Baby.”

It was Keigo’s free hand that clasped over your mouth this time while you kept rubbing him over the top of his jeans all on your own, his teeth sinking into your shoulder to keep himself from moaning as you were both pushed over the edge. You felt like you were burning, a volcano erupting. Toes were curling as you tensed your legs, Keigo keeping his fingers lodged deep inside of you. His cock was pulsing in your palm, and you didn’t need to see the massive stain on his pants to know it was there. He loved you so much, he swore that every one of his ejaculations was only there to mark you as his. Shower you in his very essence, even when it was lost in the fabric. That was his explanation for coming like a fucking volcano as well.

“You two good?” one of your friends suddenly asked, and you snapped out of your rigor while you were flooded with waves of orgasm, though you couldn’t clear the haze in your head, making you reply in a slur, “We’re all good. Perfectly fine...”

“Actually, I think [Name] had a bit too much to drink,” Keigo covered for you, giving one of his charming yet apologetic smiles. “I’ll better take them home.”

You caught the friend glancing at your glass that you barely drank two sips from before they mumbled, “Okay...” They didn’t believe it. How could they when you were caught in the afterglow, chest heaving heavily and your body limp but tense at the same time?

Rolling your head over to Keigo as the waves washing over you vanished shamefully slow, he kissed your forehead, whispering, “Don’t you wish you stayed home today? Then I’d have you riding on my tongue next.”

Even now, he was reprimanding you for your choice to go to this meeting, but all you really wanted was to get some fresh air and clear your head. Maybe see if there was still a place for you outside the apartment. Keigo quickly gathered your things, somehow more composed than you were, and you two said your goodbyes getting some weird looks and some that just proved that your friends were severely drunk. Hopefully, no one would remember you looking so undone in front of them, letting yourself be pulled out of the restaurant by Keigo, who footed the bill for the whole table without hesitation. He was such a good man, wasn’t he? Paying for you and your friends even though he didn’t want to come in the first place.

Even though you felt the remnants of your panties cling to your thighs, your slick drooling down your legs.

“Yes, I am,” he remarked as you told him how awesome he was for that. “You should really make it up to me if you mean it,” he added, winking at you as he led you down the streets back to his apartment.

“How?” you asked, having an inkling of what he was going to say, your gut churning as you remembered him confronting you recently with a few things you weren’t comfortable with. Keigo waved down a taxi, pushing you inside and following suit, telling the driver where to go, and you two were off towards home in a matter of seconds, cuddled against each other with your legs over his while he held you close to him.

“I’d really like it if you’d let me try some of the toys I bought. I know you said the rope was a bit too restrictive the last time, but I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he mumbled against your temple, and you gritted your teeth. You didn’t like the idea of using rope for playing around since he made it way too tight last time and didn’t release you even when you begged and pleaded with him. It quickly became a big no-no.

But when you looked at him, Keigo met your gaze head-on, speaking before you could.

“You owe me this, [Name]. I might not agree to go out with you again if you don’t do anything for me in return. And I want you. Spread out on my bed and tied at every limb, relying on me to feed and fuck you until you don’t even know which one I am doing anymore. Okay? Don’t deny me the pleasure of giving you everything you could ever want. I love you so much, Babe.”

You didn’t know how to respond. Keigo sounded so demanding, yet almost as if he was begging you. It was a delicious mix going straight to your core. Your mouth stayed open before you felt his finger push your jaw closed, a mixture of guilt and discomfort spreading inside you. He wanted it so much, putting everything out in the open for you and not hiding behind favors. Keigo wouldn’t hurt you on purpose. He’d never do anything to make you regret agreeing to his decisions. At least, that’s what you wanted to believe, no matter how much that victorious grin on his lips raised goosebumps all over your body. You hadn’t even agreed yet, but he already knew he had won.

“Fine,” you mumbled curtly, looking away, not yet ready to do something that didn’t make you feel safe. But he was right, you owed him one for dragging him out that night and him paying so you could have ‘fun’ with your friends. Or at least talk to them again for once.

Nuzzling your face into his shoulder, Keigo let out a happy “Yay!” before bringing his hand to your neck, driving it up until he met your jaw. Urging you to look back at him, he kissed you again, his tongue slipping between your lips and forcing a gasp as he bit into your lower one. “I love you,” he purred into the kiss, laying some soft smooches to your mouth, but his eyes searched for yours expectantly.

“Love you... too,” you mumbled, not really feeling the sentiment. But Hawks believed it, grinning and burying his face into your shoulder, rubbing it against your skin. “Finally,” he whispered into your body, and you couldn’t help but grow restless as he wrapped you into his arms tightly, squeezing until you could barely breathe.

If you were honest, being with him didn’t feel right.

But you kind of owed it to him by now, didn’t you?

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serxinns · 3 months

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Yandere mha x scarket witch reader: baby Reader headcanons

This is a alternate route to big sis eri but if aizawa and class 1a takes care of baby reader

•In the middle of the battle you were fighting a time villain you and a few of your classmates were chasing the vision You caught up to the villain and dropkicked him and pinned him down but he used his quirk on you and you felt dizzy and all you heard was footstep fainting of the villain running off

•shoji was trying to look for you when he saw your hero costume on the alleyway ground he panicked when he saw the clothes started moving but to his surprise, it was a naked toddler under the clothes starting at him *Y/n..?" Shoji said slowly going closer to you and picking you up in his arms when he saw the familiar hawks keychain he instantly knew it was you so he wrapped you in arms and tentacles and took you to where the rest of the class is

•The class surrounded Shoji, emotions was in a mix of shock, awe, and adoration at the cute baby toddler that is their darling "Kyaaa!!! Y/n Chan is so cute!!!" Mina squealed while the rest of the girls started cooing and pitching your little cheeks while the boys glared jealously "Hey let us have a turn!" Kirishima said trying to go towards but you but jirou stopped him "what makes you think you get to hold them I know them better" "Lies! they know me more" Sero glared back at jirou "YOU DUMBASSES ARE ALL WRONG I KNOW THEM BETTER" Bakugo snarled at your classmates which makes them have a war of who gets to hold you it all stopped when you were wrapped around in tape and was pulled to your teacher mister aizawa

•"If nobody can agree then I might as well will take care of them" the class uproared in anger saying how it wasn't fair and shouting at him but was quickly quieted down when Aizawa threatened to give them all detection they all grumbled and scowled and went back into their seats defeated

•At training, you were playing with his scarf giggling and laughing a lot while Aizawa had a small smirk on his face unaware that a red-winged hero was watching them He swooped down and grabbed the toddler off with a "Yoink" out of Aizawa's hands and flew cradling the child while letting them play with their feather "Sorry cranky but ill be taking them for a while~" Hawks said with a playful smirk hearing the rest of the class panic and shocked Trying to tell him to put you down but it was too late the hr Flew off out of their sights and into the clouds Aizawa was furious how DARE he steal his child away from him But he realized an idea he saw his classmates panicking find a way to get you but in a lone eerie tone he said

"Whoever recruits y/n and gives them to me gets to spend time with them and gets extra credit"

•While Your Crazy dad and 20 of his classmates hunting after you, hawks took you to his agency where Mirko and Fatgun were there and standing like "Wtf?! 💀" he explained how you were hit with a time rewind quirk while mirko was pinching your cheeks and fatgum was making funny faces

•After a little argument about who gets to take care of you they decided to share and team up they took you to get some food and toys they spoiled TF out of you Mount lady Wanted to dress you in many matching outfits and take lots of pictures like those mommy and child family photos fatgum brought you a McDonald's kids meal and was entertaining you by making silly faces which made you giggle a lot they bless their poor little hearts

•It was all dandy until hawks heard his name being called in fury and surprise surprise! it was Aizawa along with mic, midnight and all might and your classmates also decided to work together and they were all PISSED and now it's Pros vs teachers vs students

•Cue the epic fight scene

•While the fight between Pros and the students increased nezu thought it was the perfect time to sneak you away and lock himself in his own office to spend time with you long story short he announced how everyone including the Pros was punished the students had to get detection, the Teachers get no breaks and the pros the pros a suspension while nezu happy that gets to spend time with you until the quirk wears off safe to say that Nezu won

#yandere bnha #yandere ua #tw yandere #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere class 1a #platonic yandere #yandere mha #tw stalking #bnha fluff

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dekusleftsock · 6 months

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I literally saw this guy on tiktok (his name is Andrew or something I think?) who analyzes mha a lot and like. He basically has the take that Izuku is oober underdeveloped and that he has “a bunch of cool concepts, but not enough evaluating on said concepts” and it’s like, wow. Izuku becomes a much more boring character when you stop analyzing all of the queer subtext around his character.

Because how do straight fans analyze togadeku parallels? Do they just pretend they don’t exist? Like??????

And it’s like crazy to me when people are like “no I love this character/ship” and then understand none of the appeal of said character or ship and just. Make something up with a bunch of fanon stereotypes.

It’s like, you can’t talk about the toxic masculinity without talking about the internalized homophobia, because Izuku thinks that romance is stupid because romance = homosexual thoughts and girly innocence to him. He thinks of it so simplistically.

And you can’t talk about toga without talking about how much she reflects Izuku and Ochako, because she represents love in the series. Like tf do they think that even means???? How do you even LIKE TOGA and not like her narrative purpose and contrast to the normal possessive yandere tropes, her queer coded story, her saying that she “finally found love”.

Like how do you like mha and complain about trivial things like how there wasn’t more of a scene of Katsuki grabbing allmight. There wasn’t enough of a fight, apparently.

But this chapter isn’t ABOYT the fight, it’s about Izuku’s worry, Katsuki saving to win, the hope and the symbol of allmight—allmight isn’t being saved yet????!!!?????????!?!??!

And, supposedly, bkdk’s interest as a relationship is also one sided because no one stops to think as to whether Izuku’s thoughts and pov not being voiced was a conscious choice??? Like ofc it was, and you don’t even realize why without seeing it as a way to diverge from announcing his queer gay thoughts until the end. It’s a REVEAL. THIS IS A REVEAL YALL. HES BEING INSANE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE HES BOTTLED IT UP FROM THE CHARACTERS IN THE STORY AND US, THE AUDIENCE.

How do you even… read mha without seeing it in a queer lens. I don’t get it.

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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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animeyanderelover · 9 months

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Hello🎀Can I request Hashirama,Tobirama,Madara,Itachi,Shisui,Sasuke,Tsunade,and Obito with a darling that has a bunny quirk?Like mirko from my hero Thank you 🧸

I wish Mirko would have gotten more screentime in the recent season of Mha. I ended up mentioning the holy thighs a lot because damn~

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, manipulation, blackmailing, delusion, sexual harassment, abduction

Darling has a Rabbit Quirk

Madara Uchiha

🌑 Initially Madara is rather judgemental when he sees his darling for the first time after having heard all the amazing stories surrounding them. Bunnies aren't exactly the most intimidating animals and your rabbit ears and round tail are the talk of his clan as they make fun of you. Madara shows himself as slightly suspicious, even if your muscular thighs do tell him that you have power in your legs. It isn't until he actually witnesses you eradicating a training ground with your strength that he changes his opinion slowly. He'd definitely be interested in training you with the main focus on taijutsu considering your abilities, although he'd go out of his way to train you in ninjutsu too since he considers you worthy of his time. Watching you fighting in is already a treat in itself since he starts considering your thick legs as rather attractive, he's probably staring at them quite a lot. Needless to say, he's the only one allowed to look at you that way though so if he catches anyone else ogling at you because of your appearance, he'll remind them quickly that you don't belong to them. He's most likely already busy arguing with the eldest to take you as his spouse.

Hashirama Senju

🌳 He's somewhat flustered by your appearance when meeting you for the first time too as your ears, tail and your thighs catch him off-guard but he's not judging you for it. Hashi is open-minded and welcomes you warmly in his village. You're quite unique due to your interesting skills so you end up in his center of attention a lot thanks to the influence of his clan. Honestly, he thinks that your ears are really adorable and secretly he wants to really touch them, not to mention your thighs. He can't help but keep on glancing at them and besides wanting to lay his head on them really badly, sometimes his thoughts wander in more unholy spots much to his embarrassment. He's a worshipper so you can expect him definitely praising your skills and your looks a lot, star-struck whenever he is able to watch you in action as he stands there in a daze, watching you destroy the ground with your legs. He's aware that your looks can be the attraction of negative attention though so he reacts very sensitive when someone tries to pull you down because you have ears and a tail. Even if his darling is chill with it, he gets a bit mad on their behalf since he loves them too much to just sit back and say nothing.

Tobirama Senju

🌊 He does his best attempt to keep his composure although even he can't help but be slightly stunned when he meets you for the first time. It isn't everyday he sees someone with bunny ears and a tail but Tobirama is just as aware of your incredible skills in taijutsu so he tries to ignore your appearance and instead focus on your talents. He's probably so embarrassed and in a hard state of denial in the beginning as somehow the aspect of falling in love with someone who has rabbit features seems under him. Despite that now he can't help but focus on your fluffy tail, your long ears and especially your thick thighs and you caught his ears going red when he stared at them for too long, most likely due to his thought process. He's just as much aware that he's probably not the only one thinking like that and that instantly puts him in a sour mood so he often questions you whether or not the shinobi on your missions ever give you secretive glances or talk dirty about you. Because if they do, you'll never be teamed up with them again. He puts you eventually on his own team to keep a better eye on you, snapping at everyone who gives you a wrong look. They should learn to respect you because you're going to be his future spouse.

Tsunade Senju

🐌 Tsunade is very worried about her s/o being the victim of sexual harassment since they have some rabbit-like features, even if she's fully aware that you're technically fully capable of dealing with any lecherous people yourself. Still, if someone ever dares to make one wrong comment about you in her presence, they'll be personally send into the hospital by her. The woman likes to fawn over your cute appearance herself though when there's no one to anger her. She is very, very sceptical to send her s/o on high-ranked missions out of paranoia that she might lose them too, especially if they have a similar attitude and mindset as Mirko. The council and Shizune constantly have to convince her since you're one of the best that the Leaf Village has to offer. You're tough when it comes to injuries yet Tsunade will still make a big fuss about you anyways when you return with wounds after a mission, personally caters to all injuries. Jiraiya might have some interest in you due to your look but if Tsunade realizes what he's thinking, he's probably going to have another near-death experience thanks to her.

Obito Uchiha

🔥 There will definitely be problems if you're not up for an abduction but the best of luck anyways dealing with this paranoidand delusional mess of a man. Obito certainly won't let you leave once you've captured his heart but it's alright, he could never be really mad with you. Your appearance is misleading in a way for him as he connects bunnies with something soft and innocent, tends to ignore the fact that you could easily crush him in between those legs of yours. Maybe he secretly wants that...He's up for admiring and worshipping that body of yours too, he loves your ears and loves laying his head in your lap, it helps him calming a bit down. He's down bad and very trigger-happy so if he ever finds out that there has ever been someone who insulted you, mocked and bullied you because of your special abilities, he'll definitely go on a murder spread and avenge you. Honestly, if there really are cases of bullying due to your rabbit-like appearance, he'll only feel more validated for wanting to keep you away from the world and only to for himself. The world is so cruel and unfair after all, they will only use you and push you down for your special powers.

Shisui Uchiha

🍂 He's one to contain his slight astonishment upon your unique appearance better as he knows that the Hokage trusts in your abilities and for that he wants to respect you too. Shisui is from the very beginning someone who warns people to not make fun of you or underestimate you because of your special jutsu you've developed. Most such comments calm down if they themselves witness your strength, speed and keen intuition themselves and there's a sort of smug feeling whenever Shisui realizes that they've become more careful around you, slightly scared of you now. The Uchiha treats you like he would everyone else he admires and respects, does his best to never stare at your ears or your legs or tease you for having such bunny features. His obsession is quite well-contained, although your uncanny intuition might just tell you to be a bit cautious around the talented, young man. He has zero tolerance for anyone who sexually harasses you and attempts to touch your tail or your ears and oftentimes his grip on their arm is so tight that they beg him to let go because otherwise their arm will break.

Itachi Uchiha

🍡 Similar to Shisui, he won't judge his darling for having certain bunny-like features as he's aware that that is just part of their powers. At times he finds it rather adorable when your ears twitch or you indulge in your favorite meal which ironically happens to be carrots. It is saddening to see other people shaming you for your appearance and for your strength though as you're an outcase in the village you live in. Especially if you have lots of experience with bullying and sexual harassment will Itachi make all the more effort to treat you like a normal person, although still slightly wary in case you decide to attack if you recognize his robe with the red clouds. After an abduction he'd probably have to be very careful if he ever plans to take you into a village since you just stand out with your long and pointed ears, your round and fluffy tail and your huge thighs. If he ever hears someone still making lecherous and inappropriate comments about you though, his eyes grow cold with silent fury. I do feel like if his darling and him get along well even after an abduction, he'd be generally less worried about leaving them alone because even if they might be found and attacked, they'll be more than capable to defend themselves.

Sasuke Uchiha

💙 He thinks of you as a joke the first time he sees you in Orochimaru's hideout only to be slightly humbled after a training session with you where he isn't able to keep up with your speed and barely avoids being crushed like an egg by one of your kicks. Not that he'd ever admit it but he definitely treats you with slightly more respect after that day, although he can certainly still be mean. Sometimes your appearance bewilders him though as his eyes awkwardly run back and forth between your eyes, your thighs and your ears. Sasuke finds himself growing jealous and possessive the moment others marvel over your appearance and reach out to touch your ears if you allow it. Not like he ever allows others to do so, he always stops them with a dangerous glare and a painfully tight grip on their arm, yanking the hand away that was previously about to touch your fluffy ears. You draw in general a lot of attention to yourself and Sasuke just isn't a fan of it so no wonder he isolates you as much as he does. People who flirt with you or make suggestions because of your bunny features always end up hurt because Sasuke doesn't tolerate anyone thinking like that about you, except himself of course.

#yandere naruto #yandere naruto shippuden #yandere madara #yandere madara uchiha #yandere hashirama #yandere hashirama senju #yandere tobirama #yandere tobirama senju #yandere tsunade #yandere tsunade senju #yandere obito #yandere obito uchiha #yandere shisui #yandere shisui uchiha #yandere itachi #yandere itachi uchiha #yandere sasuke #yandere sasuke uchiha

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lady-ashfade · 4 months

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My Prompts

—£ I am changing my rules to only three per ask. But any of these I will try to fit together in a ask, though sometimes they don’t match up with the story.

—£ I’m not really good at coming up with theses for forgive me.

Fluff

“May I have this dance?”

“You look truly breathtaking.”

“You have no idea how much you matter to me.”

“I just want to be with you”

“I love you.”

“Could I kiss you?”

“I think I have always loved you”

“Are you going to stand there, or kiss me?”

“I've liked you for a while.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“I will always need you.”

“I’d die for you.”

“I could love you.”

“Please go on a date with me.”

“I just want to be with you.”

Angst

“just stop ignoring me.”

“*blank* wouldn’t make you happy like I can”

“what do you see in them that I don't have?

“I can't stand to see you with them.”

“I could make you happy, why can’t you see that.”

“I wouldn’t fight for something already gone.”

Comfort/fluff

“I could list that best things about you and go on for days.”

“Lay your head on my lap”

“You are my home”

“Just relax, I’ve got you.”

A lot of things

“Pay attention to me”

“If I didn't know any better I'd say you have feelings for me”

“Are you jealous?”

“Your eyes scream kiss me, but your mouth says fuck you”

“You're cute when you're angry”

“Make me.”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“You're so full of your self?”

“I saved your ass.”

“As soon as you walk into a room my head hurts.”

“Why are you bleeding?”

“How can someone that cute be that stupid?”

More romantic

“I love the way your lips taste.”

“You're mine”

“I'll just have to shut you up”

“Your to cute not to tease”

“What? I'm just kissing you”

“Only I get to hold you close like this.”

Idea's:

Soulmate Au's: People destined to be together. 1) Having markings on their skin. 2) Can't see color until they look in the eyes of their soulmate. 3) Name of their soulmate on their arm. More ideas can be done if wanted.

Coffee Au: Cute little coffee shop meeting or one of them working as a barista.

Hybrid/house pet Au: A animal species mixed with humans, Cat, dog, bunnies are the only ones I will be doing. -just Mha

Yandere character You know yanderes, the possessive controlling obsessive love that will do anything for their little darling? Yeah, that's it! I only do soft and medium, nothing to heavy. The yandere wouldn't hurt the reader and respects them.(not much)

#dialogue prompts #prompts #my prompts to use #use this when requesting #x reader #angst prompts #fluff prompts

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sluts-assembled · 8 months

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House Arrest

I wanted to post this story on a different account instead of my original blog because it’s not a yandere piece, and my original blog is only for yandere content. I wanted to make this story available to everyone no matter where you are from because I believe all literature should be accessible no matter what country you reside in.

If you’d like to read this story on Archive of Our Own, then it can be found here. My AO3 account name is TheCuriousQuest.

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Summary:

In one year, you’ve managed to be placed under house arrest four times. You weren’t expecting your classmates to take action and try to prevent a fifth time from happening.

Notes:

Reader has an animal shifting quirk. Quirk cancelling chains are used in this story. If you view that as bondage and are uncomfortable with it, please don’t read this story. If you’re uncomfortable with M/F spanking and profanity, then this story isn’t for you.

I’m not making any money off of this story. I do not own MHA/BNHA. I do not own any of the characters of MHA/BNHA. All rights go to the creator.

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It seems unfair to you, as if Aizawa purposefully singles you out. He’s always disciplining you, and you find yourself under house arrest for the fourth time this year. You did deserve it after almost setting fire to the cafeteria. It was an accident, but it was also something you needed to be punished for as Aizawa put it.

Here you are, in your room, knees curled up to your chest. You sigh while looking out a window. You finished your cleaning duties already, so there’s nothing else for you to do.

To your shock, you hear rapid knocking on the door. It’s not uncommon for someone to stop by and check in on you. Most of the time, it’s Iida coming to further reprimand you. As you open the door, you find Shoto, Katsuki, and Izuku instead of the class rep.

“Oh, hey. What’s up, guys?”

They look a little tense and awkward, Izuku especially.

“We, uh, need to talk to you. Can we come in?” Mydoria asks quietly. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he sounds unsure about something.

Hesitating only slightly by the weirdness of the situation, you nod and move to the side, allowing them entry. You’re a bit surprised when Shoto closes the door behind him.

“Why don’t you have a seat?” Todoroki asks.

“I’m fine standing-“

“Take the damn seat!” Bakugou shouts angrily.

Wearily, you move over to the bed. “Why are you acting like this? What’s going on?”

“Look, you need to stop with all the trouble you’re getting into. I know the cafeteria was an accident, but all of the other times you were put on house arrest were because of things you did on purpose,” Todoroki explains softly.

You scoff. You really don’t need this right now. Crossing your arms, you turn your head away defensively. “If that’s all you came here to say, you can fucking leave.”

This really pushes Bakugou. He grabs your chin, squishing your cheeks with his fingers. He forces you to look into his vermillion orbs. “We drew the short straw to deal with you. We’re sick of how you’re making the class look all the time. This is your fourth fucking time, and if you keep going like this, there’s probably gonna be a fifth!”

Trying to pry Katsuki’s hand off of your jaw isn’t an easy feat. “Goddamn, will you give it a rest?”

“No, and just so you know, this isn’t all we have to say. You’re going to get your ass kicked.”

Your E/C eyes widen at his threat. “Like hell you will! You can’t do that. It’s not allowed!”

“Aizawa isn’t allowed to, but that doesn’t mean we can’t. The entire class agreed to this by the way.”

You’re drowning right now in disbelief. “No, Momo wouldn’t-“

“It was Iida and Momo’s idea.” The look on the ash blonde’s face is so smug.

“What do you mean you all picked straws? If you did, then why are three of you here?”

“Because, idiot, you’re so damn stubborn that they knew it would take more than one person to restrain and punish you.”

A breath hitches in your throat, feeling stuck. Your mouth suddenly feels parched.

“I could tear you to pieces, you know?”

That smirk of his not only seems to come back, it also intensifies. “Icy Hot, Deku, I think it’s time we get started.”

You shift into a field mouse, dropping from the height Katsuki has you clutched at. You squeal, making a run for the door. Blasts of ice follow behind you, and you jump to try to avoid them. Deku stands in front of one of two exits by blocking the door. The next thing you know, you’re being attacked from the side by a thunderous explosion. It scares the hell out of your tiny body, and you begin to transform yourself into something bigger. Flying around the room in the form of a falcon, you feel fingers brush your wings, almost catching you in midair.

Swooping left and right, you manage to evade the three boys. Heading for the window, Shoto places his hand on the glass, covering it with ice. If you fly into it, you’ll surely break your beak. Not wanting a bloody nose when you shift back, you take a dive for the floor.

Thinking on your feet, your mind instantly goes to some type of feline. You instantly begin shifting into a cat just before landing on all fours. Deku reaches out to grab you, and making sure you don’t hurt your classmate, you pounce out of his reach.

You panic as you feel the eyes of Bakugou and Shoto on you. They have you trapped against a wall. You didn’t realize that they had formed a strategy in all of your attempts to evade them. Izuku stands firmly next to them, looking down at you with intense green eyes. They remind you of a storm brewing in a forest.

Feeling ice coat your feet, you find that you’re stuck to the floor.

“My apologies, but this has to be done,” Shoto says sympathetically.

You hiss at Bakugou as he pulls a set of chains from his pocket and takes the final step in securing them right on the ankles of your front legs. Suddenly, you have no control over your bones shifting back into place as your human form takes over. It dawns on you that they have you bound with quirk canceling chains.

Your hands and knees are so cold as you look at them on all fours. Shoto takes the time to unfreeze you, thankfully. The heat from melting the ice warms you a bit at least.

“Where the hell did you get this cuff?!”

“Momo. You can thank her later,” Bakugou snarls.

Blinded by rage, you kick out at the explosive teen. He side steps your kick and grabs your upper arm. Pulling you up, he tells Shoto and Deku to hold you still.

They hold onto you, keeping you from lashing out and fighting. Bakugou unzips your skirt and removes it from your body.

“Let’s just get this over with.” Katsuki sits down on the bed.

Izuku and Todoroki bring you over to the blonde. The greenette pushes you forward, and you tumble over Bakugou’s lap.

Immediately, you start kicking and screaming. “You let me go right now, Katsuki Bakugou! Don’t you dare even lay one finger on me! Shit! Fuck, that stings!”

His palm strikes your flesh rapidly. “Now, I have to punish you for all that bullshit you just put us through. This isn’t even for you being put on house arrest again.”

Your mouth drops, but a couple of spanks to your thighs has you snapping out of your daze. You clench your fist, raise your hand, and go to strike the ash blonde’s calf with all of your strength.

Todoroki grabs your wrist to prevent you from doing so. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Take the punishment you deserve.”

Your lip wobbles slightly as you stare into his heterochromatic orbs. He releases your wrist, trusting you to behave.

When do you ever behave?

You resume kicking and cussing all of them out. “You fucking sons of bitches! Go fuck yourselves! What right do you have to do this to me?!”

“As your classmates who care about you-“ Deku starts.

You look over your shoulder at him as he’s sitting on your desk chair. Your lip curls in fury. “You don’t fucking care! You drew the shortest straws!”

“It could’ve been Mineta,” Todoroki gently reminds you.

You shriek in response. “Fuck you, Shoto!”

“Ouch! Bakugou, let up! Fuck, it hurts! I can’t take much more. Damnit!” Tears rush to line your eyes, and you’ll be damned if you cry in front of these three.

You begin to feel as though you fit the very definition of a naughty school girl. With your white cotton panties on display while draped over a knee, you fold your arms and lean your forehead against them.

Deciding to go stoic, you bite your lip, hoping it will help keep your screams of pain at bay.

Katsuki huffs. “You really wanna play quiet? Alright.” He brings his arm back, smacking your sensitive curve with a sturdy hand. “I guess I’m not spanking your ass hard enough. How’s that? Feeling it yet?”

He’s teasing you. All you want is to punch him in the face for making fun of you while you’re over his knee.

You instantly throw your head back, howling at the top of your lungs. “Oh, God! Fuck, Bakugou! No, no, no!” Your hips wriggle on his lap.

“She has a really filthy mouth,” Deku observes from the side.

“Yeah, she does. I guess that’s one more thing we’ll have to punish her for,” Todoroki agrees.

Your heart falls to the pit of your stomach in anguish. You don’t want any more punishments. Them talking about you like this brings tears to prick at your eyes again. This time, you can’t hold in your tears any longer, and they roll down your cheeks without your consent.

Sniffling, you rub at them with the back of your hand. “Please, no more!”

“Oh, there’s plenty more. Like I said, this is just for the bullshit cat and mouse game you put us through.” Katsuki adds a few more swats at the end of his sentence.

“Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry I didn’t cooperate!” You don’t want to give in, but you’ll say anything to get out of being punished at this point.

Bakugou rests his hand on your warm bottom, keeping his other arm wrapped around your waist. You whimper softly as you stare at the ground, not knowing what’s going to happen next.

“Todoroki, you’re up.” You feel the blonde pat your sore ass three times before helping you stand.

Trying to sink your weight down so that you can pull away from Katsuki, you find yourself being hauled back over a knee, Shoto’s knee this time.

He peels your cotton underwear down to your knees. Baring your backside, he puts one leg over yours to pin them down. He doesn’t want you kicking, and he knows you won’t listen if he orders you not to.

He starts by building up the spanking. At first, you don’t think the smacks are too bad. It’s definitely something you can handle, although they do have you wincing from the prior punishment. However, your thoughts quickly change once Shoto brings his heavy palm down.

You can’t help wailing and crying now. It feels like he’s bruising your ass. Your pride falls a bit at your sudden thoughts. Here you are, someone with a great quirk, someone who can be useful when fighting and spying, getting spanked like a five-year-old.

Heart wrenching sobs roll from your throat as you go limp across Shoto’s lap. They’re giving you a really good push, you have to admit. For some reason, this thought leaves you giggling instead of crying.

“Something funny to you?” Shoto questions sternly as he brings his hand down even harder.

Oh, you dumb bitch. “No! I’m sorry! I was just thinking of s- ouch! Something! I didn’t mean to laugh! Fuck, Shoto, you’re hurting me!”

The words cause his hand to still. Bakugou and Midoriya immediately pick up on this.

“Todoroki, are you okay?” Izuku asks.

Shoto shakes his bi-colored head once, his red and white bangs swifting with the motion. Then, he’s nodding and resuming the spanking.

You thought he was done. You were so wrong.

“This punishment is for the first two times you’ve been on house arrest. After I’m done punishing you, Midoriya is going to deal with your last two transgressions.”

He focuses for an agonizing minute on the backs of your thighs before returning to your scarlet cheeks. “When you’re placed on house arrest, it makes all of us look bad. We’re going to be heroes someday. Act like it.”

His words steal your breath away, and you look over at Izuku. He sits there with his arms crossed, a deadly serious expression on his face. He no longer looks timid as he did when he first entered the room.

Bakugou is leaning against the wall with his arms crossed as well. He looks at you with a scowl, and you find yourself immediately turning your head back towards the floor.

You try to breathe, you try to pinch yourself, you even try to bite your hand. That attempt only forces Shoto to swat the sensitive swell of your bottom.

“Please, I’m so sorry! I won’t fuck up again! I didn’t…I didn’t realize you felt this way.” You start crying for a different reason entirely now. You had no idea that your actions reflected on the entire class. It’s a lot of pressure to deal with, and you feel all of that pressure bubbling up in your chest as if it’s about to explode.

The room is filled with silence. It takes you only a moment to register that Todoroki’s palm isn’t inflicting any damage on your sorry ass anymore. Instead, he’s gently rubbing your back.

“As a class, we’re doing this because we care. We want you to succeed as a hero. You can’t do that if you’re locked up in the dorms all the time,” Shoto tells you as he strokes your hair.

Whimpering, you turn your head to look over your shoulder at him. “I really am sorry.”

He offers you a kind smile and nods. However, his expression turns stern once again as he helps you off of his lap. Placing a hand on your shoulder, he steers you over to Midoriya.

Izuku is now holding a hairbrush, your wooden hairbrush. You gasp and place your hands on his thighs, trying to stop yourself from being placed over another lap. Todoroki swats your bottom for your resistance.

With your butt sticking out, you shift from foot to foot. Izuku takes your moment of distraction and pulls you forward. You land over his knees with a loud oomph.

“I can’t take another spanking! Izuku, don’t do this, Izuku! Not with the brush!”

“I’m sorry, but you need to learn your lesson. You can’t seem to learn it with just house arrest, and we want to make sure this punishment sticks with you for the rest of your time here at U.A.”

The brush is the worst feeling in the world to you. Cool hard wood smacking against your tender rear, quickly turning warm as it heats up your backside even more. The brush paints your flesh a dark red, akin to Katsuki’s eyes.

Izuku delivers twenty harsh swats, ten for your third house arrest and another ten for the one you’re currently on. You bury your face into the calf of his pants, shuddering as you’re overcome with sobs.

The way he spanks you is slow and methodical. The brush covers every inch of your upturned bottom. As he brings the brush down with a hefty smack, he lets the wood rest against the spot he just struck. It causes you to really feel the impact of the implement.

He shifts you so that you’re sitting on his lap. Izuku sets the hairbrush down on your desk and looks at you with an apologetic expression. Wanting, no needing comfort, you wrap your arms around him and cry into his shoulder.

The three teenagers let you sob your heart out for a few minutes until you relax against the greenette, sniffling.

“Have you learned your lesson?” Todoroki inquires.

Groaning, you shift on Izuku’s lap and rub your sore bottom, wincing as you do so from the contact. “Yeah, I did.”

“Good, we’re still washing your mouth out with soap,” Bakugou informs you.

Not feeling like fighting anymore, you complain the entire way to the bathrooms. Bakugou has to keep your mouth open while Shoto scrapes a new bar of soap over your tongue and teeth. He even washes the insides of your cheeks and the roof of your mouth. It’s a horrible taste. This goes on for only two more minutes before Deku allows you to spit and rinse with water.

Gagging at the nasty taste, you hurry to get it out of your mouth as quickly as you can. You find that the disgustingly bitter taste still lingers no matter how much you try to get rid of it. Feeling as though you’ll have to deal with the taste, you turn to them with a miserable expression.

At this moment, you realize that you’re only standing there in a shirt and socks. You don’t even remember losing your underwear during this whole ordeal. Completely embarrassed, you pull down on the hem of your shirt, trying to cover yourself.

Bakugou walks over to you and puts a hand on your shoulder. “Get dressed for bed, apologize to the class, and then go to sleep.”

Feeling your pride crumble, you cross your arms and huff. “I’m not tired!” Lies. After everything, you want nothing more than to sleep a little bit, but you don’t want to admit that to the explosive blonde.

“You wanna go for round two? Keep it up. That’s exactly what’ll happen.”

You can’t believe he just threatened you with another spanking. “Okay, fine.” Brushing past them, you get ready for bed and then go downstairs to apologize to the class of 1-A. Your chains still bind your wrists, and you’re fully aware of this.

“Um…I just wanted to apologize for getting into so much trouble. I didn’t think I was reflecting on the class so badly. I'm sorry. I’ll do better.”

Everyone accepts your apology, and you ask Momo if she can create a key to release you from the chains. She happily does so and gives you a hug, one that you return.

You go back to your room and see the three of them still in there.

“Go to bed,” Bakugou orders.

Crawling into bed, you lie down on your stomach. You don’t think you’ll be sitting comfortably anytime soon.

“I really am sorry, you guys. I’ll try to do better in the future.”

Shoto brushes your hair away from your face. “It’s alright. We forgive you. Try to get some sleep now.”

Nodding, you snuggle up against a pillow. Though your bottom is welted, raw, and bruised, you can’t help but silently thank them for caring about you.

BONUS CONTENT:

Kaminari and Mineta bullrush Midoriya.

“How did you do it?!” grape boy asks, practically drooling.

The electrification teen places his hands on the other boy’s shoulders. “What was it like touching her ass?”

“Did you see her in all of her beautifully naked glory?” The short teenager begs Izuku for answers.

“You guys, I don’t think I should be talking about that.”

“BUT YOU HAVE TO TELL US! We need details, Midoriya!” They cry out.

Todoroki stands behind them, his voice taking on a darker tone. “Let it go. We’re not talking about it anymore.”

Huffing, and a little bit scared, they walk away. The two perverts are beyond disappointed.

“I can’t believe he wouldn’t even answer one question,” Kaminari states with annoyance tinging his tone.

“I know. I guess we could always just spy on Y/N in the showers. Imagine getting to see that butt in person.”

Denki looks at Mineta and grins. “Now you’re talking.”

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