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i-cant-sing · 10 months

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‘Missing yandere President Kai x first lady asks, so send some’

Hear me out, yandere President kai goes missing.. We all know first lady’s exact location would be found in 10 minutes but no one really cares about kai that much so he’s in someone’s basement for a bit but what happens to the first lady? Does she become president, sent to an underground bunker to be kept safe because if the president can go missing she could too, Does AFO slide into her dm’s ‘hey ur husband went missing, need any comfort?’ or does someone snatch the country?

Of course!!! The moment news of Kai's kidnapping reaches the secret service, they are immediately dragging you and the teletubbies down to an underground safehouse, locking down the entire Presidential House and delay telling you about the kidnapping for as long as possible.

Oh and by the way, you're still very pregnant, and when you finally snap at them to tell you what the hell is going on, they sit you down on the big table with all the generals and higher officials and tell you-

"Madam, the President has been kidnapped." The head of Kai's security tells you.

"What? What do you mean kidnapped? Where is he?!" You ask all of them.

Kai's chief of Staff, Hari Kurono cleared his throat as he showed you the footage of his car. "The president had left in his car last night alone, without his security detail. He turned around this corner and that's where he found his car. The security footage around this corner has been erased and there are currently no leads on who has taken him or where."

"How could you have let him go alone? He's the president for fuck's sake, he has enemies!"

"He insisted, madam. We advised him strong ly against it, but he said that he ordered us not to follow him."

"Why did he leave? Did he say where he was going?"

Hari shook his head. "He didn't say much, just that he had some business to handle and that he needed to do it alone. He- he looked distressed and he left in a hurry."

You closed your eyes and covered your face with your hands before looking back at them. "Alright, okay. Okay, let's deal with this. What are our options right now? Has the kidnapper contacted us?"

"No, madam. We have been looking at all suspected individuals, our Intel is currently searching for potential enemies in neighbouring countries, but we have no leads. We are trying to keep this news from tye public for as long as possible but we don't have much time left until media breaks this news. So now we have to- we have to think of our next step in case..."

The room fell silent as they all hesitated to meet your eyes.

"What? What is it?"

Hari cleared his throat. "Madam, if President Kai is not found in the next 48 hours, we will have to appoint another president- temporarily until the situation is handled."

You narrowed your eyes. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Are they going to give up on Kai that easily? After all he's done for his party? They're gonna betray him?

"And I suppose you already have a candidate in mind?" He nodded. "Well, go on. Who is it?"

"You, ma'am."

Wait what?

"What?" You whispered.

The attorney general decided to speak this time. "We think you're the best candidate for the job, ma'am. We are trying our best to locate Mr President, but we need to consider all our options if things do go south."

"The country cant run without a president, maam. You would be perfect for the job- the party agrees, the public already loves you, and whatever concerns you have about your job, well help you! All of us!" Miruko, your publicist offered.

"I see." You pursed your lips. "Is that all?"

You took their silence as an answer.

"So... you're telling me that the best plan you've come up so far is to replace my husband with me?" Your voice barely conceal your rage, and you slammed your hand on the mahogany table.

"HAVE YOU ALL LOST YOUR MINDS?!" You yelled.

"Ma'am-"

"No, shut up!" You barked. "It was your job to protect him! And now that you can't find him, you want me to just sit in his fucking chair and act like everything is normal because you guys fucked up?!"

You stood up, groaning as you suppoted your belly from under. "Here's what's gonna happen. There will be no talk of a new president until you find my husband, dead or alive, but you will find him. I don't care what you have to do, what rules you have to break, you will find him. Look under the sewers, check every suspicious building, search every corner of this country, but FIND. MY. HUSBAND!" You shrieked, hunching over as you felt your baby kick.

Miruko and Hari came close to you but you held up a hand. "Ma'am, let us help-"

"If you really want to help me, find Kai. Do I make myself clear?" You questioned.

You were sitting on the couch, rubbing your belly as you tried to calm down your baby... and yourself.

You were still livid at the proposal of the team. How could they just- how could they give up on Kai like that? And then expect you to take his place?

If it were you who was kidnapped, would they have offered Kai to get a new wife because their is now a vacancy for First Lady?

You closed your eyes and sighed. Kai would've never allowed them to give up on you like that. In fact, that one time that you were kidnapped by a deranged fan, Kai worked day and night, turned the whole country upside down until you were found. He didn't care about his image, he didn't care that he would look "weak" for caring about you, he didn't care when he advised against making threats to all his enemies to find you, and he did not listen to anyone when he went down to meet your kidnapper himself and beat the shit out of him to find you.

Kai found you within 18 hours.

"Mom?" You opened your eyes and saw your triplets standing by the door looking worried.

"Hey, my babies. Come here." You beckoned them. They ran upto you, hugging your lap. "What's wrong?"

"Are you okay?" Dabi asked. You nodded. "Mmhmm, your sibling is just excited to meet you guys. They're jumping up and down inside me."

"Where's dad?" Himiko asked. "He's... out, baby. But he's gonna be back soon." You patted their heads. "Its time for bed. Do you guys wanna sleep with mama tonight?" They all cheered.

"What's the update, Hari?" And you already knew the answer from the grim look on his face.

"We haven't been able to locate Mr President. I'm sorry, ma'am."

You pinched the nose of your bride. It's been 3 days. 3 fucking days since Kai has been kidnapped.

"Did the kidnappers contact us?" He shook his head.

"What if I talked to the kidnappers?" You offered.

Hari gave you a quizzical look. "Um- what do you mean?"

"What if we broadcast me talking to the kidnappers directly? I ask them what their demands are, tell them to return my husband?"

He shook his head. "Ma'am, I would highly advise you against that. You can't be talking to the kidnappers, we can't negotiate with them. It's not sensible to do that-"

"They could kill him, Hari. Nothing about this situation is sensible."

Hari sighed. "Okay, how about this? We can do a broadcast from the Presidential office on your behalf, instead of you-"

"No" You cut him off. "It has to be from me. Don't you get it? They won't respond unless it's from me directly. And who knows, maybe someone else has seen these kidnappers, maybe they can give us some leads to their whereabouts. Someone must've seen them, Hari. It's just not- it's not possible for a man to to vanish into thin air!"

"Ma'am I-"

"Ma'am?" Rumi walked in. "There's a phone call for you."

You picked up your cell. "Hello?"

"Hello, darling." You immeadiately recognised the voice.

AFO. Or Shigaraki.

"What do you want?"

"Aww, is someone having a bad day? Well, you could always come to my place for a good ti-" He stopped when he heard you sob. "Y/n? What's wrong? Come on, tell me."

You sobbed again. "Kai... he's been kidnapped." You whispered into the phone. "He's been missing for 3 days. They can't find him anywhere, they don't even know who took him. It's like- he dropped off the face of the Earth."

"Oh darling, it's- everything will be okay. I'm sure Kai is alright. He'll turn up-"

"He's the president, AFO! He can't just go missing and turn up like this! He's in trouble and I can't- they want me to replace him as the president but im still pregnant and the kids keep on asking me about him and I keep lying to them but- I can't do it- I can't! Not without him!"You broke down and it broke his heart to see you cry like this, especially over that piece of shit you call your husband.

"Okay, Y/n. Calm down, come on. Its not good for your baby. Take deep breaths- just like that." He guided you with your breathing so that you dont have a panic attack, which is totally not safe in your condition.

"Shigaraki?" You sniffled.

"Yes, darling?"

"I know its a big favour to ask..." "Go on." "... can you... can you find Kai? Please, I just- I need to see him. I need him here!"

"Y/n-" "Please, Shigaraki. I'll do anything you ask, just find Kai!"

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds.

"Okay. I'll find him."

AFO already knew where Kai was. In fact, he was indirectly helping the kidnapper, who was actually another deranged fan of yours, by covering up his tracks. AFO made sure that someone wiped the camera tapes clean. The fan kidnapped Kai because apparently he had some information on how Kai was a threat to you. And anyone who wants to hurt you... well, AFO would like to take care of it before anything ever happens.

He didnt plan on interferring with the hostage situation this early on, actually he didnt even plan on saving Kai at all, but you asked him to... and AFO would always give you whatever you ask.

Besides saving Kai himself would actually be killing two birds with one stone- he would be on your good side and Kai will owe him one too.

So within 3 hours, AFO had sent his men to take out your kidnapper and return Kai to you in one piece, minus the few minor injuries. And concussion.

But the universe must've felt extra benevolent that day because his men brought him a document that made AFO feel like he just hit the jackpot.

Its the document containing the legal paperwork with the "added" clause about how every penny gives you, spends on you and your kids, you will have to return him back with a huge amount of interest in order for you to divorce him at the end of his term. And since you're not even aware of this clause, you would be in his debt and thus, unable to divorce him.

The kidnapper was someone who worked for you, and he must've found these documents, and felt betrayed on your behalf. He must've been concerned for your safety, so he used them to blackmail Kai and get rid of him for good.

AFO chuckled as he made a copy of the document. Should he show them to you when you come to visit, or should he first use them to toy with Kai a little?

Nevertheless, AFO has a feeling he will have you back in his arms sooner than he expected.

#yandere president overhaul #yandere president kai #yandere kai chisaki #yandere kai #yandere overhaul #yandere overhaul x reader #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere afo #yandere all for one

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akashigadabi · 11 months

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C Is For Cockwarming

Not me creating an entire kink alphabet then writing out prompts for each letter…

Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader

Summary: All For One wants to try cockwarming and you’re more than happy to oblige. The thing is, he miscalculated how well he can handle it, which is not well at all.

Word Count: 1233

Genre: Romance, Smut, Prompt Fic

Rating: E

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Consensual Sex, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Sexual Experimentation, Soft Yandere, Various Kinks (other than Cockwarming, including Biting, Scratching, Dacryphilia, Dirty Talk, Creampie, Size Kink, Size Difference, Teasing, Ignoring, Begging, Groping, Loss of Control and Desk Sex)

Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so Reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation.

Ao3.

Please note that the gif below was selected cause AFO looks hot there and not cause of any direct relation between what he’s doing and what’s written.

All For One’s labored breathing picks up, his thigh muscles tensing underneath you. You flip a page in your book, reaching the end of the chapter. About ten minutes have passed, and you can tell he’s struggling to maintain composure. Perhaps more amusing is his struggle to refrain from acting on his urges. You get the feeling he would like nothing more than to buck upward and start thrusting into you, but he remains motionless beneath you.

His cock twitches inside of you, and you clench around him in response but otherwise don’t move. He’s doing remarkably well, especially for his first time doing this. You think it takes all his control to restrain himself, to keep his muscles locked into place instead of bending you over his desk. A low whine escapes from his lips, and he tilts his head down and presses his forehead into the crown of your head, burying his face into your hair. Those large hands of his rest innocently against your hips, though his fingers clench and unclench.

You feel his desperation building, but you don’t indulge him. Not yet, anyway. You want to see how long he can last like this. He’s the one who wanted to try cockwarming, but despite his usual patience, he’s the one cracking first. Small tremors run through his body, suppressed motion with nowhere else to go. You wonder how much he can handle, so you shift your weight forward to take a sip from your wine glass. The whimper that comes from him sends arousal coursing through you, but outwardly you don’t react. Where would the fun be in that? Half of the pleasure that comes from this is seeing how desperate he gets for you.

How much longer can he continue without giving in and asking to fuck you? Surely it’ll be any minute now. His fingernails have started to leave little crescent shaped indents in your flesh despite his best efforts. His fingertips themselves have started to apply more pressure, dimpling your skin hard enough to start bruising. If he tenses any more than he has already, he might pull a muscle. So of course you tease him again, because he wanted this, didn’t he? He asked for this, so you oblige.

The moan that slips unbidden from his lips when you stretch tells you how close he is to slipping. You go back to reading, leaning back into his chest. It makes him tremble, then a shuddering breath tickles your neck. Fidgeting hands break away from your hips, skimming over your body. Still, since that’s all he does, it doesn’t count yet. The second he begs or pleads, or the moment his hips roll, however, do count.

Another two minutes pass before you sense a change in demeanor. All For One has kept his side of the bond closed, too, so you two can’t influence each other’s reactions or behavior through it until after one of you relents, but now it opens, flooding with such burning desire that you almost drop your book. Instead, you mark your place and place it onto the desk in front of you with the calm of someone taking afternoon tea. Even then, you wait for him to speak, since he needs to ask.

When he does just that a moment later, he sounds like a complete mess. His voice emerges strained, not possessing its usual silky quality. This has wrecked him, pushed him toward the brink of madness. His words tremble with as much desperation as his chest did a few minutes earlier. Lips brush against your ear, then comes the damning confession.

“Treasure-chan, please, I can’t go on like this.”

Your lips curl into an amused smile. You know. Should you force him to wait another ten minutes, you might bring him to tears, but you’re not that cruel. Teasing should only go so far.

“Is this your way of asking to fuck me?”

“Please, my love,” All For One begs, no longer caring about staying completely still now as he squirms, though he still doesn’t thrust. “It hurts. I need you. I feel like I’ll go crazy if I can’t have you. Please.”

“Then have me.”

All For One needs no further prompting. He explodes into motion, laying you on his desk so he can thrust into you with brutal strokes. One hand gropes unabashedly at your tits while the other holds you in place. There’s no love-making here, only fucking in every sense of the word. The Demon King sets a relentless pace that has you seeing stars, desperate to find relief. To your surprise, a few tears plop onto your back, dripping down his chin as he leans over you to trail fervent kisses along your neck. Savage, unhinged energy suffuses the bond and permeates the air. A growl rumbles in All For One’s chest, the vibrations buzzing against your skin. The coil tightening in your gut snaps abruptly, sending cascading waves of intense pleasure flooding through you.

“Sweet little concubus,” All For One croons. “You were made for this, weren’t you? Made just for me. Mine mine mine.”

Teeth clamp onto your shoulder and nails claw into your hip, then with a feral snarl he shatters, hot seed spurting into you through terrifying full-body spasms. It triggers another orgasm for you, feeling him come undone so beautifully. He has to clutch onto you to remain standing, his muscles useless for an infinitesimal amount of time. Helpless, he clings to your back as he empties into you, more tears dripping onto your skin. Deep, gasping breaths are all he can manage. There’s a pause when he pulls out as he admires his handiwork, shaking fingers spreading your entrance open from either side so he can see the evidence of his climax where it currently resides within you, but he doesn’t have long to drink in the sight. His legs can’t yet hold his weight again, so he loses his balance. Stumbling backward, he collapses into the chair he previously occupied, taking you with him as his arms are still wrapped around you. With no resistance against gravity, his cum pours out of your puffy pink hole, staining both your thighs and his with spilled seed. His muscles still jump from the aftershocks as he leans back, weak and limp from the intensity of his orgasm.

“I think,” you muse as he just continues to splay out like a starfish behind you, hands curled around your waist again to keep your body pressed to his, “that we can count this as a success, don’t you?”

“You little gremlin,” All For One wheezes in a dazed tone, then, regaining some of his wits, he adds breathlessly, “Yes, I suppose we should count this as a success.”

A mischievous, devious grin splits your face, unseen by him but certainly felt in spirit judging by the way he shudders in anticipation. Yes, a success indeed. You’ll definitely be doing this again. All For One could do with being rendered speechless and empty-headed a bit more often. Besides, it’s good for the soul to get so fucked out you can’t speak every once in a while, and he deserves to have that experience more often as a reward for all his hard work.

After all, is it really living if you haven’t come so hard you almost pass out at least once?

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itsabouttimex2 · 7 months

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Platonic Yandere All for One:

Someone who looks suspiciously like his little brother.

This man sees the world as though it were a comic cook or manga, tropes and cliches and archetypes. How could he believe you to be anything BUT the reincarnation of his younger brother?

You wheel yourself through a dirtier, darker part of town, pushing your wheelchair across rougher and sharper streets than it or your body were made for.

Your hair is stark white, long faded from the color you had been born with. The Quirk you had manifested as a child had taken an immense toll on your body, leaving you sickly and frail, necessitating the usage of a wheelchair.

You look just like his brother, All for One thinks.

You MUST be him, the narcissistic dark lord inside him says.

He’s the main character of this story, after all. That means his brother is an important character too. So seeing him again in some form makes perfect sense, doesn’t it? His descendant, his reincarnation, who cares?

Now that he’s “confirmed” it for himself, all that matters is making he sure he doesn’t lose you again.

Preparing another vault is the easiest thing in the world. A lavish and cozy living space with far more distractions and luxuries than his brother had been given, because the world has marched on and now has so much more to offer to a bored or distraught prisoner.

Finding out what to fill that vault with is a task performed without any hitch. A few minions and lackeys to tail you from a distance, taking note of your interests and hobbies, always just out of eyesight.

Classic Literature? Sculpting? Sewing? Cooking? It hardly matters. He’ll tailor this gorgeous prison to each and every one of your needs and desires.

Breaking you down is dreadfully easy as well. Someone to break into your house and shift your furniture by just a few inches, swapping your utensils, leaving lights on and misplacing your jewelry? No problem at all.

You grow to doubt yourself, especially when you start seeing a tall and masked man hiding in the shadows wherever you look. You grow weary, eyes bogged down with bags, never quite able to rest easy with all the fear and self-doubt in your heart. That shadowed man always comes when you least expect him, only in your peripheral for a second or two. Still, you’ve quickly memorized the look of him, with how often you’ve seen him.

‘It’s too easy,’ he thinks to himself. You really DO need his protection, it seems.

And when you slump weakly into that little wheelchair under the light of a flickering lamppost, he finally makes his move to take you into his own care.

You probably think you’re dreaming when he reaches out to take your weary, eroded body into his arms.

A nightmare would be kinder than what he has in store for you.

#All for One #AfO #Yandere All for One #yandere AfO #platonic yandere AfO #platonic yandere all for one

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yandereforme · 5 months

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Mha Yandere series

Part 1: The dawn of quirks

You are the younger sibling of Yoichi and Hizashi Shigaraki(Yoichi is five years older, Hizashi is ten years older)

Yan! Yoichi

He’s more possessive than obsessive

Sees himself as your savior from Hizashi

Will try to take you with him when he leaves

Manipulative(gentle)

Won’t let anything be your fault(and if it is, he will blame Hizashi for teaching you to act like that)

He knows how controlling Hizashi is, so will let you do things as long as he comes with

Will sabotage any relationship you get into (platonic or romantic)

Is easily manipulated by cuteness

Thinks of you as his cute cheerleader, his sweet angel of a little sibling

Doesn’t understand how unhealthy and hypocritical he is

Yan! Hizashi Shigaraki

He sees you as a precious baby

Will refuse to punish you, but will take away anything that could ‘corrupt’ you

Will spoil you (he starts getting into crime when you were five, became big boss when you were seven)

Manipulative (forceful)

Is very controlling

Will only let you leave the house as a treat (will never let you leave alone)

Isn’t as easily manipulated as Yoichi, but has a weakness for you acting cute (calling him Hizanii will make him melt)

Has cameras all around the house

You will only do online school

You knew early on what Hizashi did for work. You pretended not to know, but you did. You always knew your brothers fought when you weren’t around, but would never fight in front of you. You learned to be a little manipulative early on, which let you get away with some free time.

When Yoichi leaves, it’s like a game of keep away. You are always being fought over like a toy. They will not openly badmouth each other, but they will slip in jabs at each other you pretend to ignore.

They didn’t know you were there during their big fight. They didn’t realize until they heard you cry out in pain. By the time they got to you, it was too late. They wept, as brothers, over your body. They would fight again another day, and they knew it, but for now, they mourned their sunshine.

Hizashi didn’t notice the sparking of a quirk inside you. If he did, he might have realized his dead little sibling wasn’t quite as gone as they thought.

Edit: please let me know in the comments if you want me to continue this.

#yandere #yandere mha #non binary darling #platonic yandere #yandere Hizashi Shigaraki #yandere all for one #yandere Yoichi Shigaraki #yandere first user #reincarnation #reincarnation quirk

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yanderelionwrites · 11 months

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MHA Yandere Lists: Love Languages

Trying something different with this format. I was inspired by a blog that I think was deactivated but had really good lists 🥲

Content Warning: yandere, stalking, obsessive behavior, non-consensual touching

Giving Gifts - If they could give you the world, they’d do it in a heartbeat. These yanderes love showering you with gifts; whatever your heart desires, they’ll get it to you no matter what. Those shoes you’ve been eyeing? Appears at your doorstep the next day. That new game coming out that’s part of your favorite franchise? It’s in your hands before it’s even been released to the public. All you have to do is show the slightest bit of interest in something, and they’ll give it to you without a second thought, no matter the expense. You deserve only the best after all. The only thing they want in return is your love 💝

| All For One, All Might, Dabi, DENKI KAMINARI, Endeavor, HAWKS, Mirio Togata, MOMO YAOYOROZU, Present Mic, Re-Destro, Sero Hanta, Shoto Todoroki

Words of Affirmation - Non-stop admiring and word vomit is what you’ll get from these yanderes. They love complimenting you and watching you get all flustered over their words. It only fuels their desire and admiration for you, and they’ll never let you forget how much you mean to them. They’ll tell you everything you don’t want to hear too, quickly reminding you why you shouldn’t fall for their sweet words in the first place 💘

| Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, HAWKS, Himiko Toga, IZUKU MIDORIYA, Mina Ashido, MIRIO TOGATA, Mirko, Mr. Compress, Nejire Hado, Tamaki Amajiki, TWICE

Acts of Service - These yanderes insist on doing everything for you, whether you want them to or not. You won’t even need to lift a finger with them around; just let them take care of you and pamper you to their heart’s content. Have some errands to do? They’re on it. Don’t know what to do for dinner? They’ll get your favorite takeout as well as whatever kind of food you like from restaurants all over. See how good they are at providing for you? Admit it. You need them 🖤

| Eijiro Kirishima, FAT GUM, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hawks, Hitoshi Shinso, IZUKU MIDORIYA, Katsuki Bakugo, Kyouka Jiro, MEZO SHOJI, Natsuo Todoroki, Ochako Uraraka, Present Mic, Sero Hanta, Shoto Todoroki, Spinner, TENYA IIDA, Tsuyu Asui, Twice

Quality Time - The yanderes that need to be attached to your hip at all times. They’re always wanting to spend time with you; it can be any activity you want, just let them be in your presence. Even if you don’t invite them to hang out with you, they’ll come anyway, just without you knowing. They’ll pout as they watch you behind a nearby wall, frown growing deeper as they see you enjoy yourself, without them. Don’t you like their company? Don’t you have more fun when they’re around? Yeah, clingy is an understatement with these ones 💞

| DENKI KAMINARI, Hawks, Himiko Toga, IZUKU MIDORIYA, MINA ASHIDO, Mirio Togata, Momo Yaoyorozu, NEJIRE HADO, Ochako Uraraka, Present Mic, Shoto Todoroki, Tamaki Amajiki, Tomura Shigaraki, Twice

Physical Touch - Nothing conveys how these yanderes feel better than their actions. They need to touch you, need to feel your skin against theirs. Protest and resist all you want, but nothing is going to stop them from loving on you with their hugs and kisses. The more you try to squirm out of their hold, the tighter their grip will become. They know you’re just as touch starved as they are. Just relax, honey. You’re safe right here in their arms ⛓️

| Dabi, DENKI KAMINARI, Eijiro Kirishima, Endeavor, FAT GUM, HAWKS, Hitoshi Shinso, Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Midnight, Mina Ashido, MIRIO TOGATA, Mirko, Nejire Hado, Ochako Uraraka, PRESENT MIC, Sero Hanta, Shota Aizawa, SHOTO TODOROKI, Spinner, Tamaki Amajiki, Tomura Shigaraki, Tsuyu Asui, Twice

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acursedworldofaus · 7 months

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Dragon’s Blood (Part 1)

Yandere AFO x Oblivious (AFAB) Reader

CW: implied non-con, implied somnophilia, implied trespassing, implied stalking, implied impregnation/breeding if you squint.

Gray dawn light streams through your window. You turn away from the unwanted brightness, trying to eek out another morsel of sleep by burying your face in your pillow, noticing sleepily that it smells oddly sweet, spicy, and earthy, somewhat like dragon’s blood. The scent is like a ghost of an echo, though, and the more you chase it the less you smell, as if you imagined some phantom fragrance. You write it off as residual imprints of smells from your shop in favor of pretending you aren’t conscious. Unfortunately, hiding only works for a few minutes before the uncomfortable feeling of wetness between your legs drives you to the bathroom for another early morning shower. Ordinarily, you would shower once before bed, but now you find yourself showering twice a day: once after work, and once before to prevent yourself from walking around with slick fluids caked onto your thighs and labia. If you don’t, it’ll congeal, dry, then flake.

Gross.

You glare at yourself in the mirror after you strip naked, wondering what the hell happened for your brain to have weird wet dreams every night this month. You keep waking up soaked with damp panties. The weird splotches dotting your skin from your collarbone to your ankles haven’t gone away either. If you didn’t know better, you’d think they were bruises, but that can’t be it. How would they get there after all? You sure as hell haven’t fallen recently. Maybe you have a blood disorder you don’t know about? Which, now that you think about it, isn’t random bruising a sign of that?

You decide to go see a doctor if it doesn’t change anytime soon, quickly washing away the night’s slimy residue before getting ready as normal and heading into work at your tea, herb, and spice shop. You grab a cinnamon roll along the way and make tea once you arrive, then sip and nibble as you prepare for opening. Hours pass normally as your regulars drop by for their orders. One of them, a gentleman by the name of Shigaraki, always comes by for something or other. He stops by today as well, all smiles and easy conversation, smelling faintly of something sweet, spicy, and earthy that seems oddly familiar, no doubt due to how often he visits. As per usual he has his charisma cranked to the max, and flirts with you nonstop as you package his latest order, aka the most recent tea you recommend he try.

“I can’t help but notice, Tea-chan, that you seem to be glowing today,” he comments in his lilting tone, just shy of purring.

”Really? I certainly don’t feel like it,” you murmur. “I haven’t slept properly for this entire month. I keep waking up feeling tired.”

And it was true, too. On top of waking up uncomfortably wet, you keep waking up feeling bone tired. Perhaps another thing to look into? All together, each individual observation sounds like a symptom cluster you really may be sick.

”Really,” Shigaraki-san insists. “You look even more beautiful than usual.”

His complement makes you blush. You finish wrapping up each canister and transfer them all into a colorful paper bag emblazoned with the shop logo. Your hands brush as you hand it to him, and he accepts it with a winning grin. His red eyes gleam like rubies in the brightness of afternoon sun, while his white hair shimmers with a golden tint. A halo of light surrounding his head lends to the illusion of an otherworldly being clothed in human skin standing before you. Something stops you from labeling this hypothetical supernatural creature as angelic.

“Well, if that’s the case, then thank you, Shigaraki-san. I appreciate such kind words even if I don’t feel they’re true.”

”I’ve told you that Hajime is fine,” he says, waving away any future attempts at distance or formality. “And of course they’re true, Tea-chan, whether you believe them or not.”

He’s tried getting you to use his first name without an honorific for his last three visits, but it feels too informal, too forward.

“Fine, fine,” you relent, reddening further. “H-Hajime. Thank you. Please take care.”

Triumph flashes in his eyes followed by amusement and affection before his features smooth out and return to normal. He tips his hat to you in lieu of a verbal response then departs for who knew where. It’s not as if he shares much about himself besides once telling you he helps people with their Quirks. You assume he means he’s a Quirk counselor. It explains his bespoke suits considering how much those counselors make in a single week.

You put him out of your mind as ninety-six year old Takeda-san hobbles in for an herbal mixture meant to help with arthritis pain. You have a duty to your clients to keep your head clear so you can meet their needs. You dole out teas and herbal remedies for upset stomach, for anxiety, for ear ache, for sleeplessness and headaches. You shove all thoughts of how handsome Hajime is, how good he smells, how soft his skin looks, and countless others down until they quiet, at least until closing. Unbidden memories of him spring to the surface as you lock up at sundown, ready to make the journey back home.

#afo x reader #yandere afo x reader #yandere x reader #all for one x reader #yandere all for one x reader #shigaraki x reader #villain x reader #yandere all for one #yandere afo #yandere bnha #cw noncon #cw somnophilia #cw implied impregnation

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kiame-sama · 2 years

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Okay but if All for one's darling was just a genuinely good,nice and kind person could this guy even comprehend that?Like would he think them fake or just naive and foolish?And of course he would abuse the fuck out of their gentle hearted nature but would he be possessive over her kindness,like if she was nice and kind to Shigaraki to the point of the guy either also going yandere for her or seeing her as a mother figure,would AFO encourage it as sorta fucked up family and better grip on Shiggy?

- AFO is just fascinated with that innocent and kind-hearted nature. He lives to please himself, so finding someone who lives to help others is a blessing for him and a nightmare for his darling. He doesn't see them as being fake and instead thinks they are adorably naïve given how quickly the world will spit in the face of someone trying to help.

- Your naïvety is precious to him and he will take full advantage of you. Just a few minutes longer in bed with him, okay? He is feeling tired so can you help him get off? Be a dear and massage his shoulders for him, wont you? There is no possible way he will be able to stop himself from monopolizing your time and attention. He wants your love and affectionate behavior in every possible way, so he will not leave you alone for a second.

- Honestly, Shigaraki is the only person AFO will tolerate you being kind to other than him. AFO is possessive as all hell of your sweet temper and kind actions. In his mind, you belong to him so he deserves nothing less than your everything. When it comes to Shigaraki, he will 110% encourage any kind of positive familial behavior. He raised Shigaraki in his own image, he would be quite alright with the unstable man seeing you as a motherly figure.

#kiame-sama #yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #reader insert #tw yandere #yandere afo #yandere all for one #bnha yandere #yandere bnha

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nonobadcat · 2 years

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Imagine AFO stealing a bunny(not rabbit) Quirk, and giving it to his pretty little wife so he’ll not only be able to pet his wife’s soft dangling ears, but his wife will end up having the urge to *ahem* multiply like bunnies.Thought that he might do that since he stole that wolf Quirk.

For those that don't know: the stolen wolf quirk Yokai mentioned is from chapters 20 and 36 of my 18+ only Fem!reader x yandere All For One story - "A Hypnotic Nightmare".

So we're talking fuwa-fuwa bunny girls, right?

If we're going for "long dangly ears" I would vote for the French lop. English lop ears are so long I could see them getting in the way AFO's proclivities and I'm not sure a man who stands 225cm tall should be giving his wife a dwarf bunny quirk like a Holland lop. Even with a size kink, that sounds... painful.

In the context of a yandere AFO, a bunny quirk makes a lot of sense. Bunnies are a highly social species. It's recommended that they be pair housed and families should not to leave them alone much longer than 4 hours without a friend or activity. Isolating someone under the influence of a quirk like that would be very effective at breaking them down so he can mold them to his tastes.

That said, sexually intact rabbits aren't always super friendly when they get hormonal. Since you are clearly not spayed in this scenario, I see AFO getting bit/scratched a lot.

So here is this man who has the world's most touchable waifu and you (said waifu) are suddenly much more violent towards him.

Cue AFO on the Google at 2am reading this:

"...Interact with your bunny every day so that they become your friend and will not see you as a threat entering their territory. Remember, your bunny is not being naughty or nasty, they are just trying to protect themselves. The best training tip is to use reward-based training in these situations. Never punish a bunny as it is confusing as she is only doing what is natural in protecting herself and it is likely to increase aggression. If your bunny won’t come near you, you’ll have to persuade her that coming to you is a really good thing. The easiest way is with food rewards..."

Can you imagine how this is gonna go? (≧ε≦)

You buried yourself behind the comforter, knees pulled tight to your chest. Blood shot eyes stared blankly at the sight before you.

"What are you doing?"

Sprawled across the plush bedroom carpet, your demonic captor gazed up at you though half lidded eyes. Clasped between the tips of his fingers, a piece of dried papaya taunted you.

"It occurs to me that been very neglectful of your new body's needs, my sweet pet." He leaned forward, stretching out his thick arm towards your dubious scowl. The scratches you'd given him last night lay red and puffy across his pale wrist. "It's quiet understandable that you'd be upset with me."

Oh? He really though that was why you were upset?

Being kidnapped and locked away in All For One's apartment had been its own nightmare before he forced the bunny quirk on you. It'd been one week since you woke up to long, velvety ears and a burning desire to dig up the carpet. Seeing your new rounder, softer features in the mirror was bad enough without your captor's lecherous leer burning down your neck. Glancing brushes against your cotton tail sent shivers up your spine. Greedy fingers pinched your cheeks and rubbed your ears at every opportunity while their master cooed on and on about how utterly touchable you were.

Whenever he reached out to pet you, you clawed him for his hubris. However, the way his laughter chased you from room to room left you with the distinct impression the violence only turned him on.

Though it all, the sadistic All For One revealed in the hell he'd thrust upon you.

Sure... your new bunny tummy seemed at odds with your tongue. Yes, many of your favorite foods now brought nothing but cramping and pain. Of course you'd want something to eat that didn't feel like trial by fire.

...but if he thought papaya bribes would fix the problem, he had another thing coming.

Your nose twitched. "You cannot be serious."

The white haired man shuffled closer, bringing the fruit within snapping distance of your mouth. "Try it. It's deli~cious ❤," he insisted in a cheerful sing-song.

Fuzzy ears pinned back across your skull as your eyes narrowed. A deep, stomach growl rippled across the room. Heat filled your cheeks.

All For One's knowing smile stretched one tooth wider.

Tentative fingers crept out towards the glossy treat. Your fur bristled. Eyes locked on the predator, you pinched the papaya from his grasp and fixed him with a sideways stare.

Red eyes glowed with pleasure. "Go on," he purred. "Try it."

Brining the chewy fruit to your lips, you nibbled one corner of the slice. Tangy sweet burst across your tongue. Your eyes popped wide as the flavor set your salivary glands ablaze. Pleasure rippled down your arms. All at once, you shoved the entire piece into your mouth.

"That's a good girl," you captor purred, holding out a second piece.

The seductive lilt in his words sent a cold drop of sweat rolling down your neck. With a pinched throat, you barely managed to swallow the fruit. "W-what are you up to?" you demanded.

He waved the next piece. "Desensitization to my presence and counter-conditioning to your lack of trust in me."

You snatched it from his hand and stared at him from below your lashes. Voice soft, you pleaded with him again: "If you want my trust, then let me go home."

He cocked his head, the edges of his grin pulling taunt. "You are home, pet."

You shivered, turning your body away from his hungry gaze.

He hummed, rising to his feet with a languid stretch. "Well, three years on a stone, I suppose."

As demon lord opened the bedroom door, he turned back to you with a teasing sneer. "Rabbits are social creatures, so do let me know when you start to feel lonely again. I'll be happy to give you all the affection you crave." Crimson heat flashed in his eyes. "In fact, be happy to accommodate all of your new body's urges."

Before you could say a word, the door to freedom clicked shut.

#afo x reader #all for one x reader #yandere shigaraki x reader #yandere x reader #all for one bnha #yandere all for one #yandere bnha #shigaraki x reader #bnha all for one #yandere mha #a hypnotic nightmare #bunny quirk #tw yandere #yandere afo #fem!reader

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years

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Ommgg. All for one being like ”i can give you any quirk you want”

RIGHT?!?!?! That would be SICK!!!

LMAO what if it turned into a battle between the mentors of who can get you the cooler gift! 😂 Like who can be the cooler parent in their kid’s eyes.

All Might: “I’ve got all that sweet #1 Pro Hero money! What color Bugatti do you want?”

AFO: “You think that’s impressive? Please. (Y/N), what quirk would you like?”

(Y/N): “…huh?”

AFO: *sassily whips open a notepad full of quirks like he’s a billionaire preparing to write million dollar check* “A new quirk, sweetie. What peaks your interest? Water manipulation? Telekinesis? The ability to completely take away all the oxygen within a space and make the people inside asphyxiate? No no, that’s not good enough for my (Y/N). How about I give you all three?”

All Might and (Y/N): *stare blankly at AFO* “…”

All Might: *reeling back his fist to throw a Plus Ultra punch clean across AFO’s face* “You mother fu—,”

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

#kraken chats #ask #anonymous #mha #bnha #x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #yandere #all might #all for one #yandere all might #yandere all for one #fanfiction

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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I don’t have that great of a mom so I’m celebrating Mother’s Day with all the yanderes 🤩

A couple of my friends wished me that and moaned "mommy" and I was like 👁👄👁??? Okay? I always thought I radiated daddy energy and they said "You do, we'll wish you on father's day as well!"

Speaking of yanderes, I'm just snickering in the dark thinking about all the yanderes on mother's day like-

Embarrassing parents Gojo and Getou both getting mad and dramatically complaining about how "unlucky" they are because you didn't wish them mother's day. And so you take them out for lunch and when you wish them "Happy mother's day!" And both of them say thank you, they both look at each other in shock before bickering about who you were referring to. Which was soon followed by them LOUDLY fighting about who the "daddy" was in this relationship and you wanted to crawl in a ditch and die because of how much attention and weird looks they were attracting.

Uncle Naoya being blackmailed by baby Fushiguro's big fat tears and sniffles about missing her mom, so he takes her out and let's her pick some flowers and a cake and then takes you over to visit her grave. There you both sit down and have a little picnic, with you being oblivious to the fact that Naoya had her killed after she sold you to the clan.

King Dabi and Concubine Keigo watching you from a far as you sat by your mother's grave in the pouring rain with servant (big brother figure)Shigaraki lending you his shoulder to cry on. As much as Keigo wanted to comfort you, Dabi knew that it would make things worse. You're already hurting, he can't have Keigo or even himself say something that would pain you. For now, they'll watch from afar and let you stay in your room for the rest of the day.

First Lady Y/n wakes up to her Teletubbies giggling mischievously. As soon as you open your eyes, they yell "surprise!"and tackle you with hugs and kisses and poorly made but made with love cards. Then Kai gifts you something very big and shiny from Tiffany's. Then you're checking your socials, and your Twitter is blowing up with fans wishing you "Happy Mother's day!" And the hashtag #FirstLadyY/nIsAMILF starts trending no.1, pictures of you edited to make your boobs and ass (and thighs, which have a separate fan following) to look bigger and sexier than they already are. So Kai is losing his shit and has the Secret Service track those users down and shut them down permanently. While Kai is busy having a meltdown, you had received a package. You opened it and found a letter and a sealed envelope. The letter read "Happy Mother's Day, my love. Still remember the night quite fondly when you tried to take charge in bed, but I had to remind you who's the daddy. Yours truly, AFO❤" and you opened the envelope to find a Polaroid of you in a very compromising position under him. You burned the photo and the letter almost immediately.

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akashigadabi · 11 months

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A Is For Aphrodisiacs

Not me creating an entire kink alphabet then writing out prompts for each letter…

Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader

Summary: All For One obtains a Quirk with an aphrodisiac effect and he wants the two of you to try it out. Suffice to say that things get a bit out of hand.

Word Count: 2283

Genre: Romance, Smut, Prompt Fic

Rating: E

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Drugged Sex, Consensual Sex, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Quirk Experimentation, Quirk Misuse, Quirk Use During Sex, Soft Yandere, Various Kinks (other than Aphrodisiacs, including Biting, Scratching, Dacryphilia, Drooling, Creampie, Pheremones, Mild Electrical Shock, Size Kink, Overstimulation, and Sex Against a Wall)

Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation.

Ao3.

“This was a terrible idea.”

If you were a dog, you might have been panting right now. You just can’t cool down. You don’t appreciate the sensation of hot flashes that comes from this internal overheating. They make you feel like you’re melting from the inside out, or as if you’re about to drip into a gross puddle on the floor. Your heartbeat worries you too, since it feels like your heart wants to jump out of your chest and tapdance on your face. It sprints along at a breakneck pace, loud in your ears. Every tremble of it half convinces you it’s about to stop on a dime. You wouldn’t have agreed to this if you’d known you would develop some sort of heart palpitations.

Hopefully it won’t be permanent.

All For One also appears worse for wear, though somehow manages to maintain his usual methodical calm. As you watch him, he begins stripping his stupidly expensive, bespoke suit off his body. The sight of it consumes all your focus, your attention grasping onto every little movement. The way his muscles flex from the time he removes his jacket to when he toes off his socks leaves you utterly captivated. Only a tiny dribble of drool tickling the corner of your mouth alerts you to your open-mouthed staring. You turn away and blush, though there’s no point in pretending at this rate.

Whether he acknowledges your hungry regard or not hardly matters at the moment. Not when you have to deal with your own meltdown. In the face of the sweltering heat, undressing doesn’t seem like such a bad idea in all honesty. At least you can gain the slightest amount of relief from the unpleasant warmth radiating from within you. Even if it doesn’t help much in the long run, you won’t be sweating through a million yen suit. Your fingers tremble as you fumble with your bow tie. After three failed attempts to disentangle it, you’re half tempted to just cut the damn thing off when All For One notices your struggle.

“Let me,” he murmurs, coming to your rescue.

Standing still as he unties it with ease, you try and fail not to notice his own nudity. He’s magnificent in every sense of the word. Fit, with a chiseled chest and toned stomach you fantasize about licking, the sluttiest hips you’ve ever seen, and thick, muscular thighs that could snap a man’s neck without much effort. You try not to glance lower. You can’t afford to if you want to hold onto your rapidly dissipating composure. Said urge overcomes you anyway, and you chance a peek that ends in you clenching so hard around nothing that it hurts to be empty. A painfully hard, swollen, reddened cock greets your eyes, twitching in anticipation. All For One tends to look like a whole damn meal on the best of days. Right now with your inhibitions lowered, you think distantly as you hyper-focus on his flexing fingers that you’re a fool. All For One isn’t just a meal. He’s a fucking feast, twelve courses of sin and indulgence, a masterpiece of perfection straight from heaven—or hell—that would make Michelangelo weep.

“You’re perfect,” you blurt out in a too-loud whisper, flushing to the roots of your hair as soon as it’s out of your mouth.

“Why thank you, I try,” All For One returns with a smirk.

“Don’t tease me.”

You hope it doesn’t sound as whiny as you think it does. You don’t think you succeed though, because All For One looks delighted. He radiates pure smugness as he helps you out of your jacket. A subtle shiver overtakes your body when he leans in close to whisper into your ear. His breath tickles your neck, sending a burst of arousal coursing straight through you.

“Darling, if I truly wanted to tease you, I could do far better than this. As it is, I don’t have the patience for it at the moment and we both know it.”

It’s all you can do to remain standing as he continues disrobing you. His deft fingers make easy work of your buttons. Your pants and underclothes disappear one by one underneath his attentive eyes, all spirited away and folded neatly onto the nightstand. Once you stand bare without a stitch of fabric covering any part of you, it dawns on you that whatever full effect this Quirk has makes you nervous around All For One. Not out of fear, but rather from the sheer force of your attraction to him hitting you like a freight train. With such a potent aphrodisiac singing in your blood, the normally beautiful man appears even more divine to the point of inducing blasphemy.

Either you got more obvious in your admiration, or he simply knows the effect he has on people in general. Maybe both. White teeth flash as he closes in on you, hands gentle as he cups your face against his palms. Even that light, innocent touch goes straight to your sex. Blood rushes there without regard for how embarrassing it might be for you to show arousal from such a simple gesture.

Such proximity hardly helps matters. With your breath intermingling and his body so close to yours, you lean into the contact as if starved. You nuzzle into his palm, eyes closed. When he leans into you in turn, pressing his forehead into yours and looping an arm around your waist, it’s enough to erase every thought from your mind except awareness of where your bodies meet. Dizzy with need, you slip your arms around his neck and shoulders. You don’t have the capacity to stand on your own without support. Being this close under the influence of the aphrodisiac makes your knees weak.

“How are you, my treasure?”

A loaded question. Pale fire dances underneath your skin. Your perception has narrowed onto him, onto his voice, onto his skin where it kisses yours, onto his breathing pattern and heartbeat. Your own heart still thunders in your chest, hissing like white noise in your ear. Saliva pools in your mouth at the mere sight of him. His scent washes over you in a heady cloud that makes you lightheaded. You find him attractive in general, but the aphrodisiac heightens every aspect of him, every emotion he makes you feel and every stimuli that originates from him.

“I feel like I’ll die if you don’t touch me, and like I’ll die if you do.”

Those heinous hips of his jerk coward, rubbing the tip of his cock against your belly.

“What a quandary for you, sweet little mate.”

Whatever else the aphrodisiac does, it also makes being near him without initiating sexual contact nigh unbearable

“Fuck me, Hajime.”

His eyes darken with lust upon hearing you speak with such a needy tone.

“What did you say?”

You gather all your confidence and look him in the eye, enunciating every syllable.

“I told you to fuck me. I need you.”

All For One hums, thumb running over your bottom lip.

“You need me, hmm?”

“Yes, I do.”

His smirk dissolves into something softer and more indulgent yet still smug.

“I’d be more than happy to oblige.”

One moment blurs into the next. All For One lifting you off your feet quickly turns into you wrapping your legs around his waist and him pinning you to the wall. His palms rest briefly on your belly and lower back, using one of his Quirks for lubrication and another to relax your muscles, and then he’s pressing inside of you. It’s not a terribly forceful thrust, yet it drives the breath from you.

Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, every minute sensation sends you reeling. You fall apart almost immediately, clenching on his cock so hard that he has no choice but to set a brutal pace. Your teeth sink into his non-marked shoulder to mute your near-constant screams of pleasure. Your nails claw at his back as you scrabble for any sense of stability with none in sight. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, falling unbidden when he tilts his hips a certain way, still unable to hilt inside of you yet so deep you could swear he had, and oh gods you feel like you’re dying.

Your second orgasm rips through you before the first has a chance to dissipate, every nerve hypersensitive close to the point of being overwhelming. A high you’ve never experienced before slams into you, forcing your mind blank so that even he doesn’t register anymore in your awareness for several long seconds. Ecstasy consumes you down to the last atom and you nearly forget how to breathe. Drool trickles from the corner of your mouth, this time without being checked. Gathered tears fall, cascading down your flushed cheeks, and your own cum stains your skin.

All For One sends you over the edge a third time when he strokes the sheathed accumulation of nerve endings at the apex of your thighs. You convulse on his cock, limbs jerking, and the noise that slips from between your lips sounds totally inhuman. It proves too much for All For One, who follows your descent into blinding euphoria. He uses his special Quirk at last to bury himself to the hilt before he floods you with so much seed that you start to cramp. Even then, he continues pumping into you through both your releases, messily spreading your combined cum onto your lower bellies. It seems thicker and paler than normal, viscous and pearly as it spills down your thighs. It flows down his thighs too, glistening where it stains his flushed skin.

All For One grows progressively more feral, jackhammering into you to crest his second peak. Cloying pheromones clog the air, making it difficult to do more than cling to him as he fucks you both stupid. The pleasure ratchets up again, this time bordering on madness. Every time he snaps his hips forward now, it sends you both careening dangerously through a string of not-quite orgasms, as if you each need an extra push to reach completion now, yet paradoxically still feel as if you’re mid-orgasm. All For One starts using sex-appropriate Quirks at random. Anything to relieve this burning pressure.

He cycles through several to no avail, including one that acts like a hormonal injection, dumping endorphins, dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin directly into your systems. All that does, however, is increase your general feelings of pleasure without giving you any relief. If anything, it borders on being worse since your body still screams at you for something more. It’s the mild electrification Quirk mixed with the one that mimics the sensation of a mild acid trip that finally smashes through whatever plateau plagues you both. He can use Electrify to apply direct stimulation to your entire nervous system, and Trip does as its named. With Shared Heart passively active as usual, you more or less climax twice at once, trapped between your own intoxicating completion and All For One’s. Based on the feedback through the bond, he experiences the same damming flood of exhilarating dual sensation.

It’s…certainly an experience, seeing as you come so hard that for a moment you see sound, smell light, and taste color. You thrash around through it all, scratching up his back even more and biting with enough force to draw blood, not that he seems to mind. You don’t think he’s in any state to judge the extent of an injury, but as far as you can tell it isn’t any deeper than when you gave him his claiming mark. You cry out when he bites you, too, though with all the feel-good chemicals pumping through your body, you can’t even feel it. It comes mostly from shock, since he took you by surprise.

Time slips away from you. You don’t know how long you spend pressed into the wall afterward by All For One’s tall frame, but even when he stops bracing himself against it, he doesn’t drop you. He stumbles toward the bed, where he manages to set you down gently. An unholy amount of his seed decorates both your bodies, but you literally have no fucks left to give. You couldn’t stand under your own power in the next hour if you tried, and you’re frankly impressed All For One is capable of such a feat himself. He flops onto the bed next to you, yanking you on top of him. Not his best decision since gravity has even more of his seed coursing out of you with that little maneuver, but since he doesn’t give a fuck about that, neither do you. It’ll be sticky and tacky when you get up later, but for now, all you can do is lay in a dazed heap of exhausted but fully satiated limbs.

“Perhaps…perhaps I used too high of a concentration,” All For One muses aloud after what seems like hours but could have been minutes when time still seems like a suggestion, if not an illusion. “A much lower potency should suffice.”

You don’t have the strength to talk, so you just sigh and bury your face into the side of his neck. He raises a hand to sloppily pet at your hair, and, well, all things considered, it feels nice, even if you have a sneaking suspicion he could have killed one or both of you if one of you had suffered from a preexisting heart condition. He starts purring, muttering about how pretty you look, and that’s enough to pull you under. At least next time he knows to dial down the intensity.

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mha-platonic-yanderes · 1 year

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Imagine AFO as a warlock (male witch) and reader is some starving child that resorts to stealing from his garden to get something to eat.They end up getting away the first time, but then he cooks up a warm meal when they come back, putting in a sleeping potion so they don’t leave.When reader wakes up, they think that he’s gonna put their bones in a cauldron and cook them into a stew, but AFO just laughs it off because he wouldn’t do such a thing to his precious child.

And Warlock AFO would definitely have a magpie as a familiar.

The magpie is actually Kurogiri, and he's resigned himself to being a magpie for the rest of his life.

Anyways, AFO loved working with children. They weren't filled with societal morals or the need to follow pesky laws and such. Children just do what they want to do, something many adults need to learn from their younger counterparts.

And you? You are a wonderful example.

His wards allowed for people to come and go as they pleased, but a trace would follow them. On a long day with nothing to do, he'd go through that list and see who's trespassed and what did they do.

Usually, this would lead to him righting a couple of wrongs, but the only thing showing up is you. Dear, sweet, young you, taking only his produce.

It's never much at one time, enough for a bit to eat on. And you're so careful too. These are times he's been at home, but he hasn't caught you. And you could've taken his riches, bought your own food with it. Obviously, you had restraint. Obviously, you had guts

AFO smiles and packs for a venture into the city, he's looking for his little thief.

He finds you in the city's orphanage. Typical, honestly. He's seen some of the best people the magical world's ever seen come in and out of this place. Sidekicks and apprentices are easy to get from here, considering the country is just selling them like livestock.

A shame, really. His curiosity alone is worth more than the asking price of every kid in here. But it's all the more convenient. Money can be tossed around far more easily than magic.

And you, dear sweet you, hide behind the orphan-nanny, realizing who he is. Good, he supposes, at least you can recognize the danger, even away from the place it occurred.

He bends down and smiles at you, holding his hand outstretched and allows Kurogiri to melt the two of you into his warping-shadow, leaving you back at his place, the manor you keep trying to steal from.

You speak as soon as you're away from your former matron, "Mister, I'm sorry for taking your fruits, but please let me go I promise I'll steer clear from here and never take anything from you ever again."

He straightens his clothes and looks down at you, smiling once more, "What would you like to eat?"

"Is this like a last meal or something?"

"Let's call it a first meal together."

You hesitate, "So you aren't going to bake me into a pie like the other witches do."

"I can't say I'm fond of how child pie tastes." AFO replies, "And if I was going to, why would I go through the trouble of legally acquiring you? If you were to just disappear out of nowhere, they'd instantly suspect me."

"Oh." You murmur, "That makes sense."

"Now, what do you like to eat?" AFO asks, "We'll cook together and then discuss your transgressions and abilities. We'll make a fine sorcerer of you, yet. Alright?"

You follow him into the kitchen, "Alright."

#you will not believe how long this has been in my drafts #platonic yandere all for one #yandere all for one

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sorrowfulrosebud · 2 years

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Rosebud’s HorrorFest:

Day two: who you gonna call? Ghostbusters!

Theme: ghouls

Content: in which the local DILF turns out to be something you would never have anticipated

This one isn’t as intense as the previous day, but AFO is a dick in this bc men can’t convey emotions healthily lmao. Mentions of cat death, people being killed, blood, torture (?).

Whatever being that resides in the sky absolutely fucking hates you, you were certain of it. For the past week, you have found yourself in absolutely abysmal luck: first, the cat that normally comes to greet you on your commute to work was found dead by the locals. The poor thing had had the shit rammed out of it, blood and guts coating the road with a slick sheen. Next, you found out that the cute person who made sure to bring you a fresh cup of coffee everyday was a victim of a massive accident, this time they had slipped on a ladder and snapped their neck cleanly in half. And to make matters worse, the news had been reporting a grave robber. Multiple families had been thrown into further grief as their loved ones’ final resting place was completely desecrated, ones who hadn’t been cremated disappeared completely.

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The bitter yet familiar smell of coffee filled your nose as you stood idly by the bar, ears pricked for the call of your name. A small TV was placed on a shelf in the corner of the crowded coffee shop, and its contents was the news. A well dressed presenter droned on about a new mass grave robbery, this time in a more local graveyard. Disgust filled your being as a new voice pulled you from your rage.

“Such a shame, isn’t it? Those poor families, I can only imagine the grief they are feeling,” the voice said. It was smooth, suave and well educated. You turned your head to see a middle aged man staring back at you, seemingly waiting for your response. In all honesty, he was quite attractive: smooth skin with a few laughter lines and the start of some forehead wrinkles.

“Huh? Oh yeah, it’s heartbreaking to see. I mean, what kind of sicko goes around digging people’s graves?! That’s a new low, there’s a special place in hell for that bastard,” you ranted, fists clenched into your trousers. You missed the small smirk that befell the handsome stranger’s face.

“My, this seems to sting you deeply, my dear. Perhaps you were one of the deceased’s kin?” He feigned a sympathetic tone and placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. For some reason, you couldn’t find it within yourself to shake him off.

With a low murmur, you said “yes, my boyfriend. He was taken away from me by villains in a bank robbery a few years ago. We were bystanders when one of the villains sent debris flying towards us and he pushed me away before it could hit the both of us.”

You looked away as tears threatened to line your lashes. The hand that was perched on your shoulder went to thumb smooth circles on your back as you sniffled and tried to maintain your composure. Again, you had no idea why you felt so trusting of this stranger, to lay your soul bare to someone you had met in a coffee house of all places.

“My deepest condolences my dear, that must be an awful feeling to experience. You know, I am a licensed psychiatrist and it just so happens that I am on my annual leave. I have been bored stiff, so I would be more than willing to allow you to spill the contents of your soul,” he maintained the same small grin as he watched you contemplate and then nod your head.

“There you are, come along (Y/N). Grab your coffee and we can go to my office”.

“(F/D) for (Y/N)?” The barista called for you with your plastic coffee cup in hand.

Whatever spell you were under didn’t allow you to wonder how he knew your name before the barista had even called it.

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Your relationship with the handsome stranger blossomed deeper than you ever imagined it would. He introduced himself as Shigaraki, and the relationship quickly went from professional to… less than professional.

You definitely weren’t complaining however, maybe he was twice your age, but maybe that was what you needed. Instead of guys that flutter around, fuck then leave or the endless months of “are you awake” texts at 2 in the morning, you had found someone to share blissful mornings filled with cups of sweetened coffee and cuddling in fresh linen. So what if he was a little bit older than you? It made pleasant conversations.

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“Fucking hell, baby have you seen the news? That grave robbing motherfucker has struck again,” you called over to your boyfriend. It was a peaceful Sunday morning mid fall, the perfect season to lure your boyfriend on romantic evening walks in the park.

You could already imagine it; soft mittened hands intertwined as you swung your arms gently, leaves crunching under your boots as squirrels chittered in the trees above you. It was going to be perfect. The creaking of the stairs behind you informed you of your boyfriend’s arrival, and with a soft and slightly prolonged kiss to the cheek, Shigaraki wrapped his arms around your waist and rocked you with him.

“Oh my, that’s dreadful. I really thought that the thief would be arrested by now,” he murmured, mouth just kissing the shell of your ear. You leaned back into his chest and inhaled deeply. God, you loved his scent. It was like hand soap with a hint of musk. The musk drove you absolutely mad, and yet whenever you asked what the smell was, he just smiled and bopped you on the nose.

“It makes me wonder why they’re doing it, and what they’re doing with the body afterwards? I mean, no one has reported seeing any missing bodies, and they’re all people who chose not to be cremated. It’s all very peculiar,” you pondered, swaying gently with your lover.

“Don’t worry about it anymore my darling, let’s have a peaceful Sunday and then we can go for our nightly walk. I have a new walking place I found online if that’s quite alright with you,” he murmured softly again, kissing the patch of skin above your ear and on your jaw. A soft moan left your lips at his actions as you grinded back into him unintentionally, causing him to swallow a grunt.

So much for a quite Sunday.

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“Baby, where is this new walking place that you found,” you questioned Shigaraki, hands locked tightly together as you trudged your way through thick piles of leaves. Shigaraki turned to you with a small glint in his eyes and smiled that million dollar smile again.

“It’s just through these woods my love, not much further now,” Shigaraki replied as you met the gate of the pitch black forest. Something was definitely amiss.

“Um, babe? Are you sure this is the right place? It looks a little… I don’t know,” you trembled slightly, rubbing small circles on your lover’s hand to steady yourself. Shigaraki seemed annoyed at your constant pondering.

“Yes, I’m certain. Now please hurry up, I want to get this over with as soon as possible. I’m hungry and tired,” he snapped back at you. You visibly shrunk upon yourself at his tone and nodded timidly.

“Okay, now in we go,” your boyfriend let go of your hand to jiggle the lock on the thick metal gate, grunting slightly when it opened. He never offered you his hand back, instead speed walking into the labyrinth of gargantuan cedars and oaks.

Panting, you stumbled to keep up with him. Large roots kept making you trip over yourself as you struggled to both watch Shigaraki walk further away from you and try not to break your neck.

“HEY, PLEASE, WAIT!” You borderline screamed at your rapidly disappearing boyfriend, tears pricking your eyes and breath picking up. What the hell did he think he was playing at?!

Tears blurred your vision as you latched on to the fading silhouette of your lover, until a particularly massive root comes out of seemingly nowhere and forces you to fall down, smashing the side of your head on a rock. Black washed your vision as your boyfriend slowly walked back towards you as you croaked out his name and held a trembling arm out for him.

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“(-N)…”

“(Y/N)…”

“(Y/N)!”

A shout of your name pulled you from your slumber, groggy eyes trying to adjust properly to the figure in front of you. A weak moan left your lips due to the throbbing pain in the side of your head, the thin trickle of blood becoming more annoying.

Heavy arms tried to wipe away the aggravation, only to find that both wrists had heavy, thick metal attached and clinked the most atrociously when moved. You were becoming way more aware of the coldness of the stone that you were pressed against and tried thrashing about. More rows upon rows of rocks made their way to your vision as you finally understood where you were.

You were in a graveyard.

“Ahh, there you are sweetheart. I was worried you would never wake up again,” that same suave voice that lured you in was speaking to you once again. Something that felt like a hand rubbed circles on your cheeks. Felt because it didn’t feel human, far too cold and smelly to ever be human.

“W-where am I? What are you doing?! Why are we in a graveyard?!” You shrieked as you thrashed around. Shigaraki chuckled as he watched your pathetic writhes to free yourself.

“Oh, be careful my sweet. I wouldn’t want the taste of metal to taint your sweet flesh,” he tucked his fingers under your chin with a sly grin. Your eyes widened in alarm, screams increasing tenfold.

“What the hell do you mean, ‘taint my flesh’?! What kind of sick joke is this?!” Sweat and tears poured down your face in buckets as you yanked even harder on your chains.

“Please, what do you want from me,” you sobbed noisily. Shigaraki took a step back as the skin on his body greyed and melted, some bone peeping out if you squinted hard enough. The foul odour of rotting meat summoned with the transformation of your lover.

Your jaw dropped slightly before you pulled in on yourself and screamed again. Shigaraki’s lip curled at the noise and with a snap of his finger, vines from the tombstone behind you slithering up before wrapping themselves in your mouth, promptly gagging you.

“That’s much better. At least now I can explain myself before you die,” Shigaraki grinned again.

“You see my darling, I am a ghoul. You know what that means, yes? It means I am an entity that peruses the Earth for corpses to consume in order to maintain my appearance,” he pauses, looking at you thinking hard.

Eating corpses?! What the actual fuck!?

Shigaraki continued, “although I could kill people to devour their corpses, I prefer having them… ready made if you will. That’s why graveyards are perfect for me! I float from town to town, especially where there is a lot of crime, and exhume those who were fortunate enough to be buried whole”.

You struggled to breath as you tried piecing at all together before it suddenly hit you.

Shigaraki leaned forward.

“Yes, little lamb. I’m the grave-snatcher. I am also the ghoul who exhumed your beloved boyfriend’s grave! I could see why you liked him, he had a very refined taste to him,” Shigaraki sighed dreamily. With another more urgent sigh, Shigaraki straightened up and fiddled in his bag before pulling out a knife.

“On the other hand however, I couldn’t wait until you died to taste your flesh. You smelled so sweet when I met you, and your personality is reflective of that. I truly do love you. But that is why it must be i to kill you. That way, we can truly be together!” Shigaraki crouched back to your screaming form, rubbing away the tears on your face and then rubbing the tears from his.

“Now my darling. Hold still.”

#yandere all for one #yandere bnha #yandere afo #yandere MHA #yandere angst #rosebud’s horror fest 2022 #bnha x reader #yandere shigaraki #yandere x reader

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All for One who falls for an older darling that he takes for his own and then gives a long life quirk or puts in statis until can be woken up? I think he'd be really cheeky about being "younger" even tho the biggest issue is his villainy

lowkey tho 'puppy love gone wrong' is my favorite trope??? Maybe you babysat him when you were both younger and he was being really wierd but you indulged him anyway because he was a cute kid and now when he's all grown up he's a monster. Absolutely amazing.

bro at first i thought you were talking about all might. i keep forgetting that all for one is like mha's main villain lfjkljdsklfjdskljsklf

im praying they didn't give him a backstory, i haven't caught up to the manga yet whoopssss

(Yandere, implied kidnapping, possessiveness)

You were nice to him when he was a kid.

Nice may not have been the best term. Friendly? Amicable? You greeted him whenever he passed by, which was more to say for any of the other people that lounged around that shitty neighborhood. You weren't really sure if you could count it as bullying, but you felt bad for him. Pitied him.

It's been a long time since you've seen that neighborhood. Years? Decades?

Were they even alive anymore?

"Yet again, I see you've barely eaten."

You don't scowl. It's useless to convey your anger, wasted on someone so nonchalant. Instead you resort to stretching, ignoring him.

You can hear him smile.

"Do I have to spoon feed you?" He speaks again, "I don't mind."

"You don't but I do," You speak, your voice sharp, "I just like taking my time."

He hums, sitting down next to you, you can feel his gaze on you as you keep your eyes focused on the window. Currently you watch the birds play in the birdbath you set up last week. It was tiring, you worked all day on that. Looking back, you should have been sunburned. The sun was always so high in the sky. It felt like summer. Yet, you didn't feel anything but a pleasant warmth.

It shouldn't surprise you, it wasn't like anything in this world was real.

The only thing here that existed was you.

He made sure of it.

"Finally got a break from terrorizing people?" You asked, "Bored? Is that why you came to bother me?"

He laughs. It used to terrify you. Now you just sigh.

"I always have time for you," He says pleasantly.

"Were you frustrated? Is that why you're acting up?"

You glance away from the birdbath. You still don't look at him, deciding that the interior of the house was much more interesting. Your dream home, you had remembered telling him in some magazine all those years ago. Back when he was still shorter than you, back when he was cuter, smaller. Nothing but a small inconvenience.

You can barely remember that magazine now. You bet it wasn't even being produced anymore.

"I'm not frustrated." You sigh.

"So, are you here for a reason?"

"I wanted to see you," He coos, allowing an arm to rest on your shoulder, "Aren't you happy to see me? It's been so long."

Barely a week. You honestly wished he'd stay away longer.

"Also, I wanted to ask you what you wanted for your birthday."

Your birthday...? Was it that time of the year again? You couldn't tell. It was always summer here. The sun always shined.

How old even were you?

You weren't able to hide your shock that well. He was laughing, leaning closer.

"Did you forget?"

You don't answer. You can feel his fingers trail over your neck. You look at your own fingers. You're sure nearly a century has passed by now, maybe even more, yet you still remained the same. As young as you were the day he trapped your here.

You couldn't say the same for him.

"Do you have anything planned?" You ask.

"Not really," He hums into your hair, "I'll leave that up to you."

It's not the first time he's asked you this. You've never had an answer, always too angry, too frustrated.

Today, your mind is clear enough to speak.

"I'd like to go outside?"

"That's it?" He muses, "We could go for a walk, right now? It's always so pretty-"

"You know what I mean."

He gently urges you into his neck. You follow, allowing yourself rest your head against his chest.

"It's dangerous, my love," It's funny, even when you're the older one, he always finds a way to chastise you.

"You'll be there, won't you?" You respond, "What, an entourage of quirks and you can't protect me from slipping on a banana peel?"

It's phrased as a joke. You don't laugh. He doesn't either.

You think you've finally mastered the art of patience, but the silence last for what feels like years. You almost can't take it.

"A day," He finally says, "Just one day."

You don't respond, not at first. You're pushing away the hope, because it's useless. It's useless to hope.

"When?" You ask.

"Soon."

#yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #yandere mha x reader #yandere bnha x reader #yandere all for one #yandere x reader #implied kidnapping #dub con touching #possessiveness

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lunarmoonanons · 2 years

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Chapter 9: AFO Children

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Father can care about his children, even if he is a monster.

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Masterlist

“Sensei… I think we have a lead on Daniel and YN.”

“Tell me more, Tomura.”

Shigaraki’s spine tingled when his master spoke. His father figure, his sensei, his master. Desperate to please, Tomura pulled up the file that his rat in the police station got for him.

“Last month there was an incident at the cafe in the pink district. Several vases were destroyed from an unknown explosion. The windows were cracked from trembling so hard. Almost all the footage tapes were melted, melted in the tape holder. When examined, the broken glass gave off radiation spikes. Radiation so bad it left a cop in the hospital.”

“Interesting…. You said that almost all the footage was destroyed?”

“My rat got me the only tape that survived. When I saw Daniel on the tape, I knew to call you.”

AFO tilted his head. It was progressing faster than planned, but of course he was prepared for that possibility. Daniel was appearing to be more subject to his emotions than his younger sister. Over the years, AFO did not see an improvement on his mental development. Now that his quirk was lashing out harder. It seems that he would have to intervene soon if he did not want to lose his child to a hero.

“Sensei. There’s also news that All Might and his protege are investigating the incident. That’s why my rat brought this to my attention.”

Now that was a complication. All Might and that boy should not be allowed total influence over the two children. One that involved seeing his past wife.

“Thank you Tomura. I want you to keep an eye out for them. They are not to be harmed. I have to make arrangements. When you find them make sure you have a quirk nullifying bracelets on hand. Daniel will be dangerous if he gets emotional.”

With that, AFO hung up, opening a portal to the Midoriya residence. He hasn’t gone by Midoriya for a long time, but even so he knew that there would be no warm welcome from his past wife. And when she opened the door, the look of worry and tears in her eyes had his suspicions.

“Th….they’re not here.. Izuku is out trying to find YN. You can’t be here-”

“I plan to find them first. Izuku is not capable of handling Daniel’s quirk if they upset him. And you underestimate YN. She is very adept at hiding and defense.”

“How would you know?”

“Because I keep a watchful eye on all my children.”

“All your..?”

“Four years before we conceived Izuku, I donated my DNA for a little… experiment. The mother had a minor quirk involving radiation. From that pregnancy cane Daniel. Four years later, months after we conceived Izuku, I had my DNA donated again. YN was born from that.”

“They 're just experiments to you?”

“At first, yes. I did not plan to get attached. But I did. And I have been attached since. I was there when Daniel first displayed reminances of a quirk. I was there when YN learned to balance herself on a high wire. I found them when they were lost. I arranged for her mother’s job to move her to this district and apartment building. I’m the reason you gained custody of them if you recall the deal we made.”

“I…”

“My point is I may not have been there for Izuku’s life but I have been there for my other two. And I don’t plan to relinquish my children to All Might or those heroes. Is that understood, All Might?”

Inko turned around to see her son and his mentor standing in the doorway. Both were glaring at the villain. Ready to ounce at him if need be. But without him she would lose the children.

“Mom, get away from him.”

“Is that any way to speak to your father Izuku?”

“YOU LEFT! You’re a Villain! You stand against everything I believe in!”

Before the fighting could get any worse. AFO opened a portal and left quickly. Inko collapsed in Izuku’s arms.

Now it wasn’t just a search for the siblings. It was a race against the other.

I really don’t think I got the character beats down.

#all for one #yandere all for one #afo #yandere midoriya clan #yandere afo #yandere deku #yandere bnha #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere izuku x reader #yandere all might #yandere deku x oc #yandere mha

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