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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month

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YANDERE BAKUSQUAD HEADCANONS

You were a really determined person. You always put your best whenever you did something, and didn't worry about the result and that was something the Bakusquad admired about you, however, you were incredibly naive and trusting of everyone around you

You had met the Bakusquad on your first day. As usual, Bakugou was yelling at you about something, and suddenly, you snapped and asked him to shut up. Everyone around you gasped and soon, the Bakusquad looked at you with immense respect. Ofc, Bakugou wasn't too happy about that but eventually he let you join the Bakusquad since he was actually impressed with your quirk and courage to stand up against him which most people can't do without breaking at least 5 bones

You loved hanging out with the Bakusquad and they loved hanging out with you. They didn't do anything that made you feel uncomfortable

Whenever someone tries to bully you, they immediately stick up for you with intense threatening looks in their eyes like they're about to murder them. Pretty soon, their overprotectiveness for you had turned into a CRAZY OBSESSION and they realized that they all liked you

However, they didn't like how innocent and trusting you were. What if someone takes advantage of that? What if someone hurts you? What if they do something bad to you? They talked about it when you were absent from school one day

''Man... Y/N is really cool and I think we're all in love with her but....'' said Sero but stopped in the middle. ''But what?" asked Mina. ''She's so trusting of everyone around her and not to mention really innocent'' he said. ''Yeah, well someone has to show that little nerd that not everyone can be trusted'' growled Bakugou. ''That's right.... after all, we ARE becoming pro heroes and what sort of heroes will we BE if we can't save our friend?" asked Kirishima. ''Kiribro's right. We NEED to take action for Y/N's own good and keep her safe'' and everyone agreed

Soon, they even started getting clingier and possessive of you than usual and finally, you started trying to avoid them, but that was a HUGE mistake

''Y/N WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!!??" screeched Bakugou as he tried running towards you but you just waved back at him and shouted, ''Sorry... I need to go'' and ran off in the other direction. When it soon dawned upon them that you were avoiding them, they were hurt at first, but came to the conclusion that you were just shy and scared and confused. But don't worry, they're going to take care of everything for you

You were tied to the headboard of a bed with a few ropes and you had a quirk cancelling cuff around your ankle after you blacked out due to them bonking you over the head. You then saw your old friends, the Bakusquad come in and you said, ''Guys... this isn't funny, let me go'' you snarled. ''Why would we do that when we worked so had to take you away and try to keep you safe?'' asked Denki. "Guys, if this is about the time I declined your offer about going to the arcade, I said I was sorry since I had somewhere else to be'' you said

''It's all right.... From now on, you're going to be ONLY with us since we all love and care for you'' smiled Kirishima as you yelled, ''YOU GUYS ARE PSYCHOPATHS!!" Bakugou just laughed and tried stroking your cheek but you attempted to bite his finger off. ''Ohh...she's feisty'' squealed Mina. "None of this would happened if you were so naive all the time...dumbass"

''We'll undo the ropes for you when you can prove you can be trusted. It's just that we don't want to see our darling in any form of danger now do we, Mi amor~" said Sero

You wished your life would go back to normal and you regretted being friends with these people who claimed all they wanted to do was keep you safe. They DID treat you well, and they never raised their hand at you. Of course, they had to stop Bakugou from literally MURDERING you when you act up while Kirishima and Denki and Sero calm him TF down and Mina tries comforting you. They actually treat you like royalty once you develop Stockholm Syndrome and cuddle sessions with them are a MUST! Maybe it won't be so bad

#yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #yandere bakugou imagines #yandere bakugou headcanons #yandere kirishima eijirou oneshots #yandere sero hanta headcanons #yandere denki kaminari scenarios #yandere mina ashido oneshots #yandere bakusquad #yandere bakusquad x reader #yandere bakusquad oneshots #yandere bakusquad imagines #yandere bakusquad scenarios #yandere bakusquad headcanons

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thetreefairy · 2 years

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Ooo. How about yandere class 1A and teachers with a kid who's life is similar to Bruce Wayne (famous rich parents (maybe proheroes) die a tragic death and reader is left an orphan), but this happens during their first year at UA instead.

I kinda want the reader to have a bat quirk for ironies sake.

Quirk explanation:

Bat

This quirk includes being able to transform in a bat, getting their enhanced hearing ect.

Downsides to this is that in the bat transformation makes Reader blind and when they transform back they get their sight back.

Reader can fight quirkless, making them a symbol for the future of quirkless people, since they prefer fighting quirkless.

In the night Reader is stronger in their bat form

Reader uses a staff in training, and a special staff in combat

I have turned this in a drabble that turn in headcannons

Reader was out with their parents, their parents taking them out for passing mid-term. Only, when the movie was done, nomu's were everywhere and the league of villains was wearing havoc.

Reader's parents are quirkless, they became rich due to their research and their businesses. Reader being the first generation to have a quirk in their family, were rather anxious. Especially since Reader doesn't have their hero license yet...

Reader was now running away with their parents, trying to avoid the nomu's and the villains. "Oh! Seems like I got some nice preys~!" A villain with blood all over them cooëd at them. "Stay away!" Their father yelled.

You can guess the rest of the story.

Reader who witnessed the murder of their last loved ones, Reader who arrested the Villain, Reader who destroyed mulitiple nomu's that night in rage.

When they returned to U.A, their classmates fawned over them in worry.

"Do you need a place to stay?" Momo asked in a concerned voice. "No, I inherited everything from my parents." Reader chuckled humorlessly. "Yua will help me."

"Yua?" Todoroki asked with a stern look on his face. "The nanny and butler my parents hired, but I see her as auntie."

"Who's your new legal guardian?" Midoriya asked curiously. "Midnight is trying to adopt me lmao. Same with your dad Todoroki, I would rather die then be adopted by one of those two. No offense."

Overall, the protectiveness is a lot worse then usual

The adults all want to adopt you

Your classmates simply wanna take care of you.

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serxinns · 5 months

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Who remembers when @thefiery-phoenix made class 1a x scarlet witch reader well I wanna make a part 2 (or my version of it) of it because I LOVE IT and because I want more op readers cause they're hated

Disclaimer: This is a gift for both @thefiery-phoenix and @lady-ashfade CAUSE I LOVE THEM and their fics please go support them

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Yandere class 1a (and some teachers) x scarlet witch reader Headcanons

Class 1a (romantic)

• Your powers are very strong and you knew that you could bend iron, and have chaos magic, telekinesis, Teleportation, energy manipulation, and light manipulation you were so powerful (not as powerful as the big 3 tho) that you got many praises from your elementary and middle school teachers but the other students despise that and called you a witch or a villain despise your past you were gonna keep going and be a hero! With your classmates totally not insanely infatuated with you supporting your goal!

• the class has been obsessed with you ever since day 1 there was always someone walking with you to class, school, and even home, and even when you arrived at home they would always spam text you about your day or did you arrvied safe at home, wanting to spend time with you, you it gets a bit annoying but you didn't mind much or see it wrong with it

• Whenever if it's lunchtime both Bakusquad and Dekusqaud fight over who gets to sit with you and whoever wins in the end both squads glare at each other or one evilly smirks while the other glares at each other

"They should sit with us!" ochako grabbed your hand and tugged you over to their table only to be stopped by Mina "Back off you already had a turn!" Mina glared at her "That's because you're always hogging them *kero*" Tsuyu said with a bit of venom in her voice "Not true!!" Both groups were going at each other arguing you were getting tired of this so you walked over to where Jiro, momo, tokoyami, and Ojiro sat and ate there while the group was busy fighting

"Are you ok dear?" momo asked worriedly while the others looked in concern "Yeah it's just them fighting again and I couldn't take it so im sitting here!" you smiled the group signed dreamily wishing you were theirs, they'll be the one to see that smile "you're always welcomed to eat with us whenever you don't wanna eat with them plus dark shadow always loves your company" tokoyami said while dark shadow was smiling and waving at you "aw guys you're the best!" you beamed unaware that dekusquad and bakusquad were sending a menacing glare at the group your sitting at they did a "we won you lose" smirk

•the class is VERY protective of you if you get a small injury from a villain battle or even a single scratch from a villain everyone is trying to assist you whenever you need something like a drink some more bandages or even carry you to the bathroom they would it's like a competition to them for who cares more for You

•in training your classmates would be pulling you around like a doll arguing about who will be your training partner and at the end of the day it gets so bad that Aizawa, mic, or Midnight had to step in and be your partner while they assign your classmates into their partners they all groan

•When hanging out Dekusquad would always either cuddle with you when it's movie night or a sleepover or whenever you walk beside them their hands are on you whether it be your shoulder, your hand, or even ur waist (if you're comfortable) anywhere for the bakusquad they would always go to trampoline places or arcade games to compete who gets the most tickets and would see who got the best gift for you. They would always flirt with you trying to get a reaction from you whether it be a flustered face or an annoyed glance they'll still be in awe

•Your classmates make sure you don't overwhelm your powers iida makes sure you don't overuse your quirk and tries to observe it Izuku would write down 4-5 pages about your quirk and maybe some unnecessary things about you too he needs to learn more about it he just has to even if it means to sneak in your room for it bakugo would try to make you spare with him and lecture about your skills and quirk and how you should use it safely Kirishima and mina is your hype friend they'll try to hype you up whenever your tryna spare katsuki even try to sneak in a new strategy or 2 but katsuki would always yell at them

•You and Koda have a bond because of animals he likes to about animals he helps you learn about nature and animals and would make flower crowns for you and him. he adores it when a bunch of birds fly on you and starts to nuzzle on your cheek he instantly Dies of cuteness right then and there and swore to always protect you

•You and Sato bonded because of your love for sweets he loves to make all sorts of pastries and if you don't like pastries that's ok he'll search up your favorite food and surprise it for you with a big smile on your face whenever he's baking he always let you be the taste tester he loves how your eyes sparkle and always complimenting his dishes it makes him more confident to bake more and whenever he makes a big batch he always have a leftover portion in a box or bag with a cute bow on top just for you

•Jirou loves to jam with you and makes you hang out in her room if you are a singer or play some type of instrument she will take you somewhere so that the two of you can be alone and y'all can jam out make jokes and talk about your favorite band she would always gift your my melody gifts while you gift her Kuromi merch or plushies you 2 even have matching my melo and kuromi hoodies

•Ojiro would always wants you to touch his tail every time he sees you his tag is wagging like a happy dog! He always wraps his tail around you whenever you cuddle with him or when you walk with him he wraps his tail around you whenever you're out in public ojiro usually hangs out with Tokoyami and Shoji cause they're the only people he trusts around you and he didn't mind he, loves to hold you up in the air or toss you up

•Shoji is like a giant puppy he sees you hurt wraps his arms around you and quickly finds safety whenever one of your classmates tries to check on you or tryna get you out of the fleshy cocoon he "Politely" tells them to back off and uses excuses like "they need rest" or "I'll quickly rush to recover girl (he would sneak you off into his room right after unless u had bad injuries ) needless to say he'll spoil you rotten with his amazing Hands and cuddles

•Tokoyami prefers to be in a quiet place alone with you so whenever you want to study to get your obsessive classmates off your back he would offer you to stay with him just in case you need some quiet time or wanna go to the food court to study tokoyami is a pretty good study/project partner if you get to know him, whenever your in trouble dark shadow would go feral like a wild animal for whoever messes with you tokoyami loves to hang out with you and dark shadow it lights up his world and he won't let anyone take his light

•Hakagure is like a lovesick puppy she would always follow you around ALL THE TIME wanting to talk, talk, talk but you didn't mind it was annoying but tolerated whenever you were asleep or hanging out with your classmates she would always sneak into your dorms and steal your things whether be a headband, your shirt that you never wear, or even a pen (if anyone mentions yuri istg/J 😭) she has a small little shrine for you with a bunch of photos of you, If you love any fashion aesthetic like gyaru, lolita, kawaii core, or even scene you better let her be ur stylist cause if she finds out about your fashion choice her and mina are the MASTERS

•Whever you train them they'll be so spellbound to your fighting and ur quirk heck they'll even hype you up whenever they get the chance cheering for you they love how you'll get so happy but that's cause you to float up to the air (hehe another reference) which they'll panic trying to get you down

•They will never let you go you're the glue that keeps them together (hehe reference)they want you no they NEED you in their life whether you like it or not your theirs

Ua Teachers (platonic)

• Aizawa is the strict but loving type he knows how strong your quirk is and decides to keep his eyes on you he gives you private tutors to try to improve your quirk and studies it he makes sure you get proper rest and if you don't he'll give you detention only for him to get you another sleep bag and fall asleep (the class tried to get detention as well but Aizawa refused) and remember the the class was arguing about who get to be your training partner? Yeah he got insanely jealous and was tired of them treating u like a doll so he pulled u away and threatened them to suspend them if they ever did that again

•dadzawa makes sure ur grades aren't slipping and if you ever had Abusive parents or just bad guardians in general, he's angry now how dare they hurt his favorite student as much he wants to kill them he reminds himself that he's a pro so he can't but he'll do a little blackmail to make your guardians disown you so he can have custody of you nobody is gonna treat you like that and he'll sure of it after all you are his favorite student

•Mic is like the overprotective clingy type he always wants you near him he even assigned your seat at the top so he can see his little witch whenever you try to spare mic always gets you to win just so he can see that smiling face he likes a fun whenever your feeling overwhelmed or using ur quirk too much he quickly stops what he's doing and immediately takes you to recovery girl crying thinking you're gonna die mic is like an uncle or a cool dad to you he always spoils you whenever he gets the chance like giving you breakfast from your favorite fast food place (you never told him our favorite fast food place) he teams up with Aizawa to also learn about this quirk of yours

•Hes so spellbound by your quirk that he always praises you for it he always loves to see how you train and how you work he's extremely protective about ur clothes he doesn't care if ur showing an inch of your stomach or even ya knee caps anywhere above your knees is off limits unless your wearing tights other then that it'd a no-no for him he doesn't wants those filthy perverts look at his listener or they will be consequences~

•Midnight is like ur aunty or ur momma she would always take you out shopping making you wear the most fashionable clothes or take you to cute little cafes she calls it mother-daughter/son/child dates after school she would never whip you with her whip she can stand her little moonbea (hehe another reference) getting hurt she whenever your bad or fall asleep in her class she gives you detection only for you to get a free cuddle session with midnight (and to piss off aizawa)

•Midnight is also very worried about ur quirk what if your quirk hurts you what happens if you use it too much that you'll die? She gets all these thoughts that make her almost cry so she lets you skip out training a bit but aizawa and Mic would yell at her to stop but she has tricks on her sleeve

More characters I wanted to make a hc of but is too lazy

Hawks would be a big brother type of yandere

Nezu is ur rich uncle

Fatgum would be the fun uncle

Vlad king would be your strict uncle

Mount Lady would be ur cool aunty

All might is your favorite grandpa

And endeavor just wanna go home

#yandere bnha #yandere class 1a #YandereUA #Yandere dekusquad #yandere bakusquad #tw stalking #tw obsessive behavior #yanderemha x reader #readerstories

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shdo-xplosion · 1 year

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

♡°◌̊ all characters are over the age of 21

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ = explicit; (*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ = dark content

✧ ONE SHOTS ✧

R. SHIDOU

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ spaghetti straps

✧ HEADCANONS ✧

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ how they eat you out • ft. isagi, rin, nagi, reo, & shidou

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

✧ DRABBLES ✧

sleepover - s. nagi

after game blowjob - r. shidou

COMING SOON

(◕︵◕)

✧ MULTI-PART FICS ✧

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ dark matter - k. bakugou (wip)

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ kingdom come - bakusquad (wip)

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

✧ ONE SHOTS ✧

K. BAKUGOU

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ the rescue plan

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ thicker than water

E. TODOROKI

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ heat

S. AIZAWA

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ aloe

MULTIPLE

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ bedroom add-ons - d. kaminari, h. shinsou, k. bakugou (foursome)

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ flash bang - e. todoroki, s. todoroki (threesome)

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

✧ DRABBLES ✧

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ alien fucking - s. aizawa

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ non-con voyeurism - k. bakugou & h. shinsou

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ quid pro quo - k. bakugou

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ new toy - k. bakugou

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ public sex - k. bakugou

(*ﾉωﾉ)ᵉᵉᵏ somnophilia - (yandere!) e. kirishima

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ best friend’s lil sister - s. todoroki

COMING SOON

(⌯˃̶᷄ ﹏ ˂̶᷄⌯)ﾟ

2023©️ shdo-xplosion. please don’t plagiarize or repost my work to any other platforms.

#masterlist #fandom masterlist

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hyperfixations-and-hecticness · 2 years

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MHA Masterlist

Kirishima -

General Bakusquad thoughts

General Dating Headcanons

Bakugo -

General Bakusquad thoughts

Yandere matchup

Soulmate AU

Denki -

General Bakusquad thoughts

Rollercoaster meet cute

Sero -

General Bakusquad thoughts

Mina -

General Bakusquad thoughts

With a shy fem reader

Tsuyu -

With a shy fem reader

Momo -

With a shy fem reader

Jirou -

With a shy fem reader

Hagakure -

With a shy fem reader

Ururaka -

With a shy fem reader

#bnha content #bnha x reader #bnha eijiro kirishima #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha fanfiction #bnha momo #momo x reader #mina x reader #jirou x reader

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hotwings0203 · 3 years

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BESTIE WHERE DID YOU GET THE IDEA FOR FUGHTER BKG ANDWHY DID YOU MAKE IT SO DARK?? HELP PLS GIVE A REST- so uh what I came here to request, what would happen if someone like kirishima, denki, sero, or even midoriya call the police/authorities after they realize how fucked up bakugos partner is?

I HAVE NO IDEA HOW IT GOT SO DARK MAN I JUST ORIGINALLY MADE IT LIKE BRAD PITT HOT FIGHTER BAKUGO AND THEN EVERYONE WENT HAYWIRE WITH IT LMFAOOOOO I LOVE THE DARKER IT GETS THOO!!! I’ve actually never written for like sh and sewer side before so it was an interesting new take for me!!

Tw:noncon, abuse

I think the two people who would call the police would either be kirishima or deku like you said.

I say kirishima because he’s either Bakugo’s ride or die in this AU, or he steps up and realizes the situation is not what Bakugo said it was. You don’t instigate fights and try to make him jealous, no, you actively try to evade him and do whatever you can to be on his good side. You don’t physically hurt him, or curse him out like his best friend said.

He starts wincing when he catches Bakugo’s hand descending at light speed on your face, on your ass, on your tits. His legs hurt just by watching you hobble away in pain, and it takes him a moment to realize why he feels like going after you to comfort your hurt.

Bakugo lied.

Sero wouldn’t care as much, and Denki would be too nervous to confront him. So that leaves him, the man who’s equal in strength and stature alongside Bakugo.

Deku would be a good candidate too. Bakugo and him go wayyyy back, way before he was a fighter and way before he met you.

He’s known as childhood best friends with the blond, and he’s also known for his supernatural intuition.

When he walks through the door and joins in the reuniting party, the first thing he smells is blood.

His smile doesn’t waver as he shakes hands with everyone, but he knows it’s there. He’s had his own fair share of fights, though none as brutal as Kacchan’s.

And then he sees you.

Bakugo barks at you to stop fucking shaking and introduce yourself. When Deku looks around the room to see any adverse reaction to the callous words, he’s thoroughly shocked to find none.

They all keep smiling and nodding their heads as you scamper out from behind the door and shyly say hi. Were they that used to his brutish manner of talking? Or did they just not see anything wrong in it?

The entire night, you’re pulled around from behind his back and prodded. They think he doesn’t see them, but he does.

He sees Sero bending you over and shoving a spoon handle in one of your holes.

He sees Denki lift both your legs and knees apart, turning you to a snickering Sero while you whimper and frantically try to pull your dress down and cover your panty-less mound.

He sees Kirishima hunched over you in the bathroom, your neck dripping with blood as his fangs sink in, your head killing around in his large hands.

And when he’s leaving, he catches sight of Bakugo bouncing your crotch on his knee almosf painfully as he pinches your tits purple.

He knows, and they don’t.

#tw:noncon #tw:abuse #bully bakugou #bakusquad headcanons #bakusquad #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere bakugo #yandere bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo mha #bnha #mha #mha bakugo

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sleepybutwriting · 4 years

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Headcanons for: “Yandere!My Hero Academia”

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How they deal with a naive darling?

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Pairing: Bakusquad x Reader

Request: “Homeslice, would you mind doing hcs for a yandere bakusquad (if you're comfortable with it, poly, if not, platonic) with a reader who is an absolute clown in love, like pours her heart out after said person says they're romantically interested and then gets ghosted. Like, girl isn't the clown, but the whole circus. They get suck of her always getting hurt and one day just collectively kidnap her”

Note: I actually wanted to cry because I had this all filled out and it disappeared off the face of the earth, so here’s what I can remember from the original. I hope this works for you. Also, this was a super cute idea and had a ton of fun thinking this up.

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The fact that you put your all into whoever you were with was something that they admired about you

They all collectively agreed, however, that maybe this current person you were into wasn’t particularly deserving

He gave off a vibe of being a bit of a douche and that alone would have been enough for them to send him packing but he made you happy

But of course with your luck that didn’t last long.

When you realized that he had been ghosting you. You were hurt. You didn’t come out of your room for three days.

One by one they all come to your door to cheer you up and try to get you to come out but you didn’t even budge

The day they decide to kidnap you is a bit after the breakup when said douche texts you out of the blue to see you again

They probably wouldn’t have snapped if it wasn’t for the fact that you were actually considering texting him back (even though the excuse he gave was such an obvious lie)

That was a collective “Oh hell Nah. Not on our watch.” He already hurt you once and they weren’t going to let you put yourself through that again

You were too kind. Too giving. Too considerate and no one was deserving of you

Except for them

They were the only people who would never dream of hurting you

So in order to keep you safe, they did the most rational thing they could agree on. Kidnap you of course

After all, If you could have complete devotion to someone who doesn’t love you, why couldn’t you do it with five people who do?

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thetreefairy · 2 years

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Hello once more!-👾

I just had a few more ideas and I wished to share them with you!-I'd love if you'd do a drabble and or give headcanons for these scenario's as I absolutely adored the last two! <3

// Please take as much time as you need as ik you have a series planned for my toga prompt but I just wanted to share in case your ever in the mood for somethin else! :>>> //

Idea 1!: I was wondering how a romantic! yandere Kaminari whould react to a darling who normally gets flushed by kami's flirty behavior? Like they aren't used to being flirted with and the first time he does so to them they just go full tomato-perhaps this is how the obsession starts? I also believe it would be a rather interesting/sightly cute scenario to see how he would react to this type of darling flirting back one day!

Idea 2!: I was wondering how a platonic!yandere bakusquad whould react/be around a darling who is just as chaotic as most of the members but is overall the most sensitive and quiet one-well quiet around anyone they're not comfortable with if that makes sense!-like when they're just with their closest friends ( them ) squad they completely open up and become a chatterbox, they just become anxious around anyone they do not know

Idea 3!: Yandere!//platonic/romantic whichever you'd like :) // League of villains, with a darling who becomes the healer of the League of their own Accord?-to explain they completely believe in what they're doing and have a quirk that is a very strong healing type with the drawback being that they themselves take an extremely long time to heal from any wound or sickness

They have the personality of a mom/therapist type friend constantly doting on the team individually due to there caring nature

Anddddd last idea for now! :>>

4: idea 4!: A Romantic Yan! Shinsou with a darling who becomes a new students in class B, and after hearing all the talk of people labeling him as a villain due to his abilities they decide to approach him and befriend him letting him know that they themselves don't and anytime they hear someone doing so they tell them what for? As in stick up for him? Perhaps this is how it starts!

Anyways!-I hope you enjoyed the ideas and I can't wait to hear back if possible have a lovely day/night! <3333

I LOVE ALL OF THESE IDEAS 😻. I WANNA WRITE THEM ALL >:).

Idea 3 and 4 have my heart ngl.

I AM A BIG FAN OF POLY LOV STORIES EVEN THO I AM NOT INTO POLY RELATIONSHIPS. most likely because I can relate to the ✨trauma✨

But honestly with your great ideas I'm curious how you would be as a writer.

With Idea 3, I would keep Toga platonic because well she is way younger than the other league members. And since I'm already gonna do a toga serie, how could I leave the others out >:)

Idea 4, after being called a monster and a freak myself when I was younger I got emotionally attached to Shinso.

Hun, you just fueled my work motivation.

My girlfriend ain't that happy :(, so imma make a writing schedule. (I will write 3 and 4 sooner than 1 and 2. I love them all, so if you want I can write them all :))

(also I seem overly hyper thanks to one hour of sleep, so sorry about that lol)

#treefairy🧚‍♂️🍁#anon #👾 anon

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plushiesghost · 4 years

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(A/N): so I wrote this back in April but bever continued it. I just thought i would share it with you guys. I was aiming for a bakugou x reader or a bakugou x reader x todoroki but I ended up being unable to continue it because I ran out of ideas. Really wish I could've made it better, maybe continued it, and improve on some part of it. These are the two parts I wrote for it. Also the reader has a earth manipulation quirk. I didn't like the way I portrayed her quirk because I feared it was too over powered. Oh yeah this is fem! Reader, be prepared for cringe because i wrote this months ago.

I wanna become a hero.

Ever since you could remember you wanted to become a hero. You looked up on other heros and wanted to be just like them. Brave. Heroic. Helpful. Strong.... You wanted to be good. You would do all you can do achieve your dream. You would become the number one hero!!!

Sadly, that wasn't the fate your father wanted for you. Your father despised heros, he thought they were useless wannabes wanting fame and money, that they didn't care about others but themselves. You didn't believe this. You knew it wasn't true and you would prove your father wrong. You were determined to do that, more than anything ever.

Your father didn't even know you had a quirk, it was something you kept secret from your father the moment you discovered your quirk. Yet, you were happy at the same time. Your quirk was strong, you knew it was! You knew she could do great things with it. So, you began to train herself. You overworked yourself every day to improve your strength, speed, agility, and quirk. It was almost unhealthy, but you didn't care. You knew you were getting stronger and stronger with each day. When highschool came around, everyone with quirks were sent to schools for them specifically. But you, since you were 'quirkless' were sent to a regular school. But that didn't stop you.

After a few months of school and training, your father had gotten a job, where he would be working almost all day, and would be home very late. This was like a miracle to you. It had to be a sign! You were meant to become a hero all along! When your father dropped you off at school, instead of attending it as always, you ran down the streets, towards the famously known school known as "U.A." You ran as fast as your legs could take you. When you arrived at the school you couldn't help but stop and admire it's beauty. It was so big, it was unbelievable. And the amount of students! There was such a variety! Students with tall and small were here, some having unnatural skin and hair, others having other unique qualities. Immediately when you looked at them you could tell their quirks must be strong. Growing up you were never around many people with quirks. Not even your mother who was born with a quirk.

You were in complete awe, and you stood out like a sore thumb. But you didn't care. If you became a student here, you could prove to everyone that you could be just as strong as them. Maybe even stronger. You knew you could surpass everyone here. Applying to be a student here would bring you one step closer to becoming the number one hero. This school was your dream, and you needed to find a way to convince the principle and teachers that you deserved to go to this school. That you were worthy. You were willing to do anything for this school. You took a deep breath in. There was no room for anxiety or fear in this path that you was taking.

You ran towards the doors of the large school, you felt as if you were running towards your dream, so close, yet still so far away from your grasp. As you ran, someone had gotten in your way. You only got a chance to see their ashy blonde hair before bumping straight into them. You managed to catch your balance before falling backwards.

"Hey!!! Watch where you're going fatass!" A voice yelled at you angrily. A few eyes landed on you and the taller male, drawing attention to yourselves. "Sorry," You said quietly, trying to move past him. You didn't have time for this. But he stood in front of you, not letting you through. "Sorry's not gonna cut it, shortie." He hissed. "You think you can just run into me and leave like you didn't do anything?!"

Suddenly you began to recognize the male from somewhere... Oh no. He was Katsuki Bakugou. He won first place during the hero sport's festival at the beginning of the year. You knew exactly what his quirk could do, if he wanted to right now, he could completely blow your face to bits.

"I don't have time for this." You said, annoyed. You put on an act. Acting as if you weren't scared of him at this very moment. You could take him, you wouldn't let him take you down. You made her way past him, hearing him yell at you as he tried to grab your arm, but you dodged easily and began to run back to towards the school, ignoring the stares and whispers.

"I can do this, I can do this." You said quietly to yourself. You searched around the school until you found the principle's office. You didn't even want to think about how hard it was to find this specific room. You knocked on the door, but to your surprise it wasn't the principle who opened the door, instead it was a teacher. He has black hair that went down to his shoulders and eyes that looked like he hadn't slept.

"Who are you-" He began but you completely cut him off.

"Shota Aizawa, Mr. Eraserhead sir! It such an honor to finally meet a hero like you! I've read so much about you and your quirk! It's a dream come true to finally see you in person! You must be wondering what I'm doing here, well," You said, finally looking up at him. "I want to attend this school and be in your classroom sir! Becoming a hero has been my number one dream since childhood. I've trained myself everyday, to become strong like you and the other students and heros at this school! I know I'm late, and there are many reasons as to why I couldn't apply earlier for the entrance exams, I can explain that, but sire, if you could please just give me a chance to prove myself to you, I promise, I won't let you down. I swear to you, I can and I will surpass everyone in your class."

Aizawa was obviously taken back by the your sudden outburst. He didn't know anything about this student, yet you came into this school, knowing who he was exactly, and seemed so determined to get into his class, and you believed could surpass everyone of his students. His students were strong, he had a lot of faith in them... But you seemed so confident in yourself. It was a good quality. But still... who even were you.

"Come inside, we'll discuss more with Mr. Principal." he said, allowing you in.

Luckily, Nezu heard what the you had told Mr. Aizawa. He looked at you with a smile. "Please, come sit young one." He said. You listened and sat in from of him, politly putting your hands in your lap.

"What's your name?" He asked you.

"(Y/n) (L/n)." You said.

Nezu quickly typed your name into the computer in front of him. He looked back at you. "According to your files, it appears you are quirkless?" He said.

"No, I'm not. Thats a lie. You see, my father despises quirks and heros. He is against the idea of me becoming a hero. So I've kept my quirk a secret from him. He wouldn't approve of me and my decisions." You explained, looking down.

Aizawa felt pity for the you.

For you, you had always been alone in your constant struggle in becoming a hero. You were used to it. Luckily... You always had other hero's to admire from afar.

"Well, tell me. What's your quirk?" He asked you.

You smiled. This was your chance. "I call my quirk 'earth manipulation.' I have the ability to create fissures, avalanches, earthquakes and mudslides. I can surf on a boulder for faster midair transportation, I can erect walls of solid stone or rock for protection, bring forth autonomous creatures composed of rock and stone, trigger the eruption of volcanoes, and control and manipulate lava and magma." You explained. "I know all this because I've take the time to discover what I can do with my quirk and what my limitations are. I am still training to further widen my range of power and speed and trying to expand my limits." You explained.

"Very interesting..." Nezu said, thinking a lot. He looked at Aizawa. "Mr. Aizawa, I'm leaving the choice to you. Will you take this young girl in as one of your students?" He asked.

Your eyes went to Aizawa, they were filled with curiosity and hope. You wondered if he was willing to take you in.

"And before you make your decision I want both of you to know, that Miss (L/n) here will need to catch up on a the work and training she's been missing out on. I trust you'll help her with that, Mr. Aizawa." Nezu added, now he looked at you. "Are you willing to do that, Miss (L/n)?"

You nodded. "I'll do all the work I have to in order to be in this class."

Now it was all left to Aizawa to decide.

The whole class was talking about it. The new student. No one knew who it was. No one even knew if it was a boy or a girl.

"Deku! Don't tell me your nervous about the knew student too?" Uraraka said as she looked at him. "Of course I am... We know nothing about them, and why are they coming in so late in the school year?" He asked.

"I heard it was a guy with a quirk like Tokoyami's." Someone said.

"I hope its a girl... Maybe this time I'll be able to lure her into my love..." Mineta said, drool coming out of his mouth.

"Thats enough everyone! Whoever it is, its our job as a class to make them feel welcome and appreciated! That said I expect everyone to be kind amd welcoming!" Iida said seriously to everyone.

Everyone agree.

"Tsk, whoever it is, they gotta be pretty behind, being so late into the school year. I don't see why they dont put them with the extras in class B or C. Heck, they'd probably be better off in class E. If they really wanted to become a hero they would have gone through the entrance exams like the rest of us. What a coward." Bakugou said.

Aizawa entered the classroom and everyone went quiet immediately.

"Alright class, as you already know we have a new student with us today. I expect all of you to be on your best behavior and to treat this student with respect. I know some of you may be upset that she's managed to get in this class without going through the entrance exam like the rest of you, but I can assure you she has spent the last few weeks preparing and catching up with all of you. And I even got to observe her go through a obstacle similar to the entrance exam, and I can assure you she has worked hard to be in this class." Mr. Aizawa explained.

So it was a girl... Deku thought. He wondered what her quirk was, from the way Mr. Aizawa put it, it had to be pretty strong.

"(Y/N), you can come in now." Aizawa spoke. All the eyes were on the (h/c) haired girl as she came in, wearing the school's uniform. She had (H/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that seemed filled with... Determination.

Your eyes scanned the class, you recognized many faces from the festival. And that one boy who you ran into.

Bakugou, he obviously seemed angry and shocked to see her.

"Please (Y/n), introduce yourself."

You nodded. "Hi everyone, my name is (Y/n) (L/n). I'm very honoured to be in the presence of such strong future heros. I hope that I prove to you all that I am worthy of being here, with all of you." You said, and bowed to everyone.

"Damn shortie what the hell are you doing here?!" Bakugou suddenly yelled and stood up. All eyes went to him, then back to You.

"Katuski Bakugou, thats no way to greet your new classmate. Sit down right now." Aizawa hissed.

Bakugou grumbled before sitting back down.

"(Y/n), do you mind answering any questions your classmates may have."

You shook her head. "No, of course not." You reassured.

Deku was the first to raise his hand. "Um yes?" You said. "U-uh hi! I'm Izuku Midoriya. But you can call me Deku! I was wondering, what's your quirk?" He asked.

"Earth manipulation." You said.

"Wow! And how does it work? Is there a limit of ways you can use your powers? Or is it-"

"Save it for lunch Midoriya." Aizawa said. Deku blushed. "Oh, sorry..."

Denki raised his hand. "Yes?"

"So where are you from?" He asked.

"I'm from here actually." You explained. "Really? How come I've never seen you around then? I mean, I would have remembered a cute face like yours." Denki said.

"Well thats probably because I dont go out much, and I also went to a private school for young girls when I was younger, and even after, when i wasn't in school I would be training in my spare time so I didn't really have time to meet other people. But I'm sure even if we did you probably wouldn't have remembered me." You explained, completely throwing Denki's advances towards you out the window.

"So you train a lot?" Bakugou asked.

"To become a hero." You replied.

"How come you didn't go through the exams at the beginning of the year?" He asked.

"I was unable to due to personal circumstances..." You said, not wanting to to into detail about your father completely despising the sole thought of you being a hero.

Bakugou didn't look too pleased with you.

"Go ahead and take a seat, (Y/n)." Aizawa said to you and your nodded and went to the only empty seat in the room, which just so happened to be in front of Bakugou.

'this is gonna be a long school year...' You thought.

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serxinns · 4 months

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Table of contents

Master list

Hi! im Serxinn i write yandere mha feel free to ask!

My inspirations! (and moots)

@lady-ashfade (She made my super cute headboard)

@thefiery-phoenix

@yandere-class-1a (Or @yandere-x-reader)

@roxanndrummond

What you can request

Yandere Mha

Normal Mha

Any aus and stuff

Yandere vs yandere

A single person headcanon

Poly relationships

Lgbtq!

What you can't ask for

Smut - sorry not really comfortable with it yet =^=

Abuse - unless it's mentioned that the reader is abused but other than that I don't like writing wandered abuse their reader due to trauma and I can't really do it of have the courage

Non-con- yeaaa no...

Other fandoms- demon slayer is a maybe still thinking about it

Dni: Homophobes, Transphobes, Zoophilia, TERFS, basically if ur just gonna start a problem or wanna be toxic and complain about my writing then GTFO

Masterlist

Yandere mha Scarlet witch reader

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Extras

Spring bath

The dare

Big sis eri

Yandere Mha with Baby reader

USJ

Carnival

Babysitting

Badass reader

I HATE YOU

Yandere vs Yandere

Hawks vs aizawa

Yandere Endeavor, Hawks and mirko vs Yandere all night aizawa, nezu

Fatgum VS all might

Yandere Hero Dekusquad vs Yandere Vil Bakusquad

Part one

Part two

Drabbles and oneshots

Valentines days special

Their bloodsucking Goddess

Transfer Reader

I don't give a shit

Insomia Reader

Bunny hawk reader

Teachers kid

Teachers Kid part 2

Batman Reader

Reader doing the kadedon pose

Secret admirer

Bubbly but angry reader

Romantic bakugo and platonic class 1a

Poc reader

Tipsy trampoline

Bakugo reader

LoveFever~

Big Three's educational visit

Love potion

Denkis deal

Mocha Bunny

Part 1

Part 2:bunnynapped

Genderswap

Part 1

Part 2 (m/n Pov)

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

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ghost-ghost-baby · 5 years

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Scales pt. 2 (yan!bakusquad fantasy au)

Ive worked on this so long I hate it,,,,,,,

Requests: open

Kirishima had left you alone to dress, and you saw this as your opportunity. If you could just get away you could figure this all out. The clothes you tossed on barely registered as you eyed the weapons laying around, opting for a sword, and a small dagger you could hide. Easy. Now you just had to get out of here, far away where Kirishima couldn’t find you. You were halfway out the tent before he was there, eyes burning despite the smile on his face.

“What’re you doing, Y/n?” He stepped closer and you were frozen, lips pulled back in a snarl.

“You can’t keep me here.”

“Why not? You don’t have any family, or friends. I love you, I’ll keep you safe. We’re bonded.” His tone was light, loving even, and you couldn’t deny he was right. That didn’t mean you had to be happy about it.

“And you haven’t even met the others yet, you’ll love them so much!”

“W-What… others?”

“Denki, and Mina, and Hanta, and Katsuki! We’re all bonded too!”

Oh gods, you were going to kill him. So what if he was a dragon? He wasn’t going to kill you.

“Uh huh, okay, sure lemme just-” You raised your hands, purely intending to do your best to smite him, but he was faster. Kirishima was a fucking dragon, of course he was faster what had you been- why were you pressed against his chest? You kept getting distracted. Kirishima’s hand was on the back of your neck, as soon as you tried to pull away fingers were rubbing the base of your skull and you were melting.

“What the fuck was that?” You mumbled, as soon as you were focused enough to speak. That bastard had done… something! As soon as he’d rubbed your neck you’d just, you’d just been gone. You hadn’t been able to focus, or move, you were just dazed and cuddling with Kiri had felt so good.

“Side effect of the bond! It just helps calm you down!” Kirishima was cheerful as always, and it made you want to punch him.

“Hanta and Katsuki are off doing business or something, but you’ll love Denki and Mina! They’re in our group tent!” The redhead was babbling on, carrying you towards, excuse your language, an absolutely huge fucking tent. “You’ll get the hang of everything soon enough, but we have individual tents throughout the village, and this group tent that we spend most of our time in!” He pushed open the- the flap? Door? Fuck if you knew, and the first thing you registered was how nice it was. It was decked out with plush pillows, furs, blankets, food was in one of the corners, vanity items in another. How on earth did they have all this? The second thing you registered was the people. A boy with eyes as gold as the other dragon. Oh god, he was one as well, wasn’t he? The girl next to him had pink hair, which wasn’t as unusual as her eyes and skin. It was a light pink all over.

“I- what?” Your voice drew their attention, and they were bounding over to you, smiles almost blinding.

“Mina’s actually a fae, and Denki was the other dragon you saw!”

You knew that name was familiar.

“Are they part of your harem too?” Your words made Denki laugh and Kirishima blush, Mina was grinning from ear to ear. You hadn’t meant to say that, way to make an impression.

“Oh they’re funny Kiri!” Mina stepped forward, taking you from the redhead with surprising ease. How strong was she? It was all you could think about as you leant on her, your head was still too fuzzy to focus.

“Where did Kirishima go?” You asked sometime later, coddled up in the furs with Denki and Mina. They really hadn’t given you a choice. You’d been too out of it hen they were talking earlier, you’d completely missed it.

“He went to help Katsuki and Hanta!” Mina replied, eyes trained on the sparkles she’d been playing with.

“You should really call him Eijiro, or Kiri. You don’t wanna see him upset.” Denki blinked up at you from where he’d lazily cuddled into your side, arm thrown over you.

“Take Denki’s word for it, if you upset Kiri then Katsuki will come down on you with everything he has, and you don’t want that.” Mina’s sparkles were gone now, and you had to admit you missed them.

“Okay, I’ll take your word for it.” You found yourself agreeing, lured in by the drowsy happiness that seemed to float around them. You’d wanted to be happy your whole life.

You turned over to Mina, only mildly surprised to see her staring right back.

“So how’d you all…” You trailed off, unsure of how to get the words out. “All get… together?”

“Oh, it’s a pretty long story, but I’ll do my best to sum it up!” Mina let her hand drop down, brows furrowed as she tried to think, and you were far too aware of Denki’s hand rubbing over the curve of your hip.

“Well, Kiri saved Katsuki when they were teenagers, they’ve been glued together ever since. I was next, I ran into them after there had been an… attack… The details are kinda fuzzy, I just remember being so drawn to them. Then we met Denki, and Hanta, they’d been together for a couple years. And now we have you u! So that completes the relationship!”

“What do you mean complete the-”

“Bonds are only six people of course! Some people only have three or four, but six is the most common with dragons!”

You felt dizzy, you honestly thought you’d die rescuing Kiri, you really hadn’t… planned what would happen after.

“Uh huh, okay, sure…” You didn’t even know what to think, this felt far too comfortable to be normal, you were usually so tense around other people. Maybe a nap would help? Denki had already dozed off on the other side, surely it would be okay if you joined him?

“C’mon Mina, please! I haven’t seen Denki in ages! And I wanna meet Y/n!” That voice was new, and you were still waking up. You’d somehow turned in your sleep, head tucked under Denki’s chin and his arm still over you. If that wasn’t enough to make you blush, the fact he wasn’t wearing a shirt definitely did.

“Shh, let them sleep Hanta!”

“No!”

" Ugh. How far are Katsuki and Ei?”

“I flew faster than them but they shouldn’t be long. I was excited to see everyone.” Hanta, you guessed, whined, stepping closer to where you were still pretending to sleep.

“Stop whining and come here, we’re already awake. You guys are loud.” Denki’s mumble gave you a heart attack, your whole body jolting and your face going bright red.

“Denki, you scared them!” Mina was kneeling next to you, pulling you into her lap before you could protest. “Humans aren’t like us, you have to be careful!” She scolded as she ran her fingers through your hair, and you were surprised to see that Denki was nodding.

“You’re a real cutie, huh?” Hanta knelt down next to you, hand brushing over your cheek, “And so soft!”

They were crazy, you’d saved a crazy ass dragon and now you were part of his crazy harem. Still… you couldn’t really… do anything about it, could you? Everyone had been… more than nice so far, nicer than anyone ever had been.

“Y/n is so cute Hanta! They cuddled up to me while they were asleep and made the cutest noises!” Denki had crawled over to Hanta’s side, nuzzling under his arm and staring at you with so much intensity you couldn’t help but hide your face in Mina’s hair. She smelt like strawberries and cream, and you found yourself inhaling like your life depended on it. It was almost addictive.

“We’re back!” Eijiro’s voice made you turn, warmth blooming in your chest and only growing stronger when the redhead scooped you up into a hug. Your arms wrapped around his neck, perfectly content to let him hold you.

“Aaaaawwwww Red! You didn’t hold back, huh?” Mina invited herself into the hug, shortly followed by the others. Wow, it was gonna take a while to get used to that.

“Let me see them.” A gruff voice interrupted the hug, everyone springing back and leaving you cradled in Eijiro's arms without any other protection from the newcomer. A squeak left you as you were passed over, feet touching the ground despite who you assumed was Katsuki still holding you up and supporting you. You didn’t want to look up, eyes fixed on the floor.

“You don’t have to be that scared, you reek.” Fingers gripped your jaw, forcing your face up so you had no choice but to look into red eyes. They looked feral, but fuck he was so pretty.

“I’m uh… not… scared…?” Your brain was short circuiting, hands falling limp to your side, everything finally catching up to you.

“Huh, what a liar.” His sneer didn’t have any venom behind it, “They’re still weak, get them to bed. You know what humans are like.”

#bnha x reader #yandere x reader #yandere bnha x reader #bakusquad #yanbakusquad #bnha yandere #yandere bnha #katsuki x reader #yandere kirishima x reader #yandere mina x reader #yandere denki x reader #yandere hanta x reader #yandere sero x reader #bnha headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere x you

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years

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Yandere! Class 1-A X Reader: Let the Purge Begin~

(Description: Hi, everyone! First and foremost, the original idea of this story came from the wonderful mind of @yanderemommabean of Tumblr. She is a fantastic writer of mainly [N]SFW yandere short stories, headcanons, and more for multiple different fandoms, and has a bunch of her own OCs as well. I am an avid lurker of her account, and one of my favorite works of hers is the Class 1-A Yandere Purge scenario. I re-read it all the time, and was so inspired by her story that I wanted to input my own version of a sort of sequel to it to add on to her idea. This work has every student of Class 1-A EXCEPT Minoru Mineta [his place has been swapped out in favor of a special someone else] cause like HELL I’m letting loose a yandere Mineta on poor (Y/N).

The production and posting of this story has been approved by @yanderemommabean herself.

Thank you for reading, and good luck against 20 yanderes all thirsting after you!)

Fanfiction Lingo

(Y/N) - Your Name

(L/N) - Last Name

(N/N) - Nickname

“Normal speech.”

‘Inner thoughts.’

[This work is dedicated to @yanderemommabean herself! To me, she is one of the best writers on Tumblr and has given me so much inspiration over the last year as a writer. I wanted to celebrate her and thank her for all she’s done! Momma, if you’re reading this, you are so talented and so generous to all of your followers. Thank you for all you do for your community. Your stories always put me in a good mood, especially your Purge & multiple yandere characters stories (if you couldn’t tell from this work LOL). Anyways, thank you again, and I hope you like my continuation to your original piece!]

⭐️ OG Story / Part 1 Link ⭐️

Reader Gender: Gender Neutral (They/Them)

Style of Story: Sequel Oneshot // This story is a continuation of Momma’s yandere Class 1-A Purge short story. We are picking up where she left off, so go read the first part before this to get a sense of what is happening or you might be confused; Yandere Purge! If you don’t know what that is, again, go look at @yanderemommabean’s original works of it on her page, all is explained there; All 20 of Class 1-A’s students [All of which are aged up to third years & everyone is 18 or older // I AM WRITING THEM AS IF THEY ARE IN CLASS 3-A NOW FYI!] are in love with you~

Word Count: 15.5K

WARNING(s): Cursing from multiple different characters, including (Y/N); Bakugou’s insulting nicknames for his classmates; Fighting and threats (threats aren’t made at (Y/N), nor are they hurt); Emotional manipulation done to and around (Y/N) mostly by the Bakusquad [it doesn’t last long and (Y/N) doesn’t fall for it for too long, BUT PLEASE BE AWARE OF THIS IF IT IS TRIGGERING TO YOU!!!]; Yandere themes, so if you aren’t okay with obsessive/possessive/psychotic natures please don’t read!

[PLEASE NOTE: I DO NOT SUPPORT YANDERE TENDENCIES IN REAL LIFE!!! Do not confuse me writing this subject as encouraging it, there is a difference from reading/writing yandere stories V.S real life situations. Please, if someone in your life is behaving like a character(s) in this story (i.e. obsessive, possessive, controlling, abusive, psychotic, sociopathic, LIKE A WACKADOO, etc.) get immediate help! That behavior in the real world is not romantic, sweet, or NORMAL! Stay aware, stay safe.]

“Playtime’s over, (Y/N). Hide and seek is for kids.”

You grit your teeth in a mix of fear and frustration as you read the text sent by your dear friend, Deku. You knew the ring from his previous call and this message had definitely given away your whereabouts to your nearby stalkers, but that was exactly what he wanted. Silencing your phone and shoving it deep in your pocket, you acted quickly through your anxiety, the desperation of not wanting to become someone's pet fueled your will to push through the panic.

After triple-checking the door was locked, you glanced around the room until you found what you were looking for; a heavy piece of furniture. It was close to the storage room’s entry, solid wood, no doubt stuffed to the brim with costumes or props; it was the perfect barricade to give you enough time to escape the three powerful students. You shoved your back against the large dresser and pushed it with all your strength, feeling the wooden legs of the dresser groan as the piece crawled across the concrete floor. You continued to force the dresser in front of the door, pushing even harder when you heard the sound of multiple rushing footsteps and excited laughter in the hallway on the other side.

Just as the dresser was firmly pressed in front of the push-to-open door, you felt a harsh THUD strike the entrance but be softened by the sturdiness of the barricade. You panted for air, but soon heard labored breaths that were not your own coming from behind the door. No doubt they were from the insane predators you feared to call your “classmates” hunting you.

“(Y/N)~,” a voice purred behind the door, its gravely tone indicating to you that this was none other than the egomaniac, Katsuki Bakugou, “open the door, firecracker.”

“We’re not at all mad at you for running from us! Not at all! We just want to see your gorgeous face, dear.” Momo’s sickeningly sweet voice chirped, being the equally nerve-wracking calm to Bakugou’s storm.

“Yaoyorozu's right, darling, let us take care of you. You know none of those idiots ever could; they just don’t understand your needs like we do,” the normally soft-spoken Todoroki, now emboldened due to the obsessive virus swimming in his system, chimed in, “So, love...Open. The. Door.” he demanded with a firm pound of his fist on the door. Choosing not to respond to their persuasive pleas, you busied yourself with searching the cramped storage room for any possible exits.

As time went on, their voices grew louder, their words more desperate, their punches to the door grew to be slamming their whole weight against it in attempts to obtain their prey, scaring you to look harder for a way out of this death trap. Luckily for you, a strip of light glared against the wall behind you, a glow that guided you to another door. Where it led, you had no idea, but it had to be better than being a terrified mouse cornered by infatuated cats. Right?

You looked back at the barricaded door, still holding strong against the attacks of your three love-drunk peers, and shakily said, “You guys aren’t thinking straight. You can’t be. Logically, there’s no way this many of you want me! So...take some time away from me to think and just…leave me alone!” you opened the door and slammed it shut behind you.

As you locked the new door behind you with a hesitant sigh of relief, you heard Bakugou’s muffled voice yell, “Goddamnit! Get back here, (Y/N)! Ugh, fuck it! Move it, LOSERS!” The pounding on the door stopped for a brief moment, only to make way for a deafening BOOM that shook the floor and scared a yelp out of you.

‘Shit, Bakugou’s using his quirk! Gotta get out of here NOW!’ your mind raced for you to look for another hiding spot. You jogged away from the storage room and, after taking a moment to let your eyes adjust to the well-lit space, finally got a good look at where you were now.

Observing the unusually bright lights shining above, the expensive and luxurious-looking black curtains draped around the wide stage, and the shadowed rows of seats beyond the platform you stood on; you realized you were standing in the middle of the stage in UA’s auditorium. The ever-increasing danger of Bakugou’s blasts and threats became muffled as you instead focused on the way your footsteps bounced around the walls of the seemingly empty facility. Walking down center stage to the edge of the platform, placing your hands on the protective railing, and squinting into the audience, you noted two large exits on the farthest wall from where you stood. You smiled out a small huff of satisfaction, time to go find a new hiding spot for the rest of the Purge. You whirled around to run down the stage’s stairs into the audience and out one of the exits.

You never got that far, as every luminescent light pointing towards the stage suddenly shut off; leaving you completely defenseless in the dark.

A screech of fear escaped your lungs at the unexpected loss of your sight, eyes and mind flustered with change in terrain. You frantically looked around, cursing to yourself, “Shit! Did Denki’s quirk kill the lights in here too?!”

Not expecting an answer, your heart leapt in your throat as you heard a deep voice laugh from in the audience to answer your rhetorical question, “No, it wasn’t that buzzkill this time, little dove~.”

Before you could retort with your own snarky comment about the cheesy pet name your unwanted audience chose, a powerful spotlight from the booth above the audience kicked on and draped you in a white glow. Effectively blind, you covered your eyes with your hands and let out a groan of pain from the overstimulation of your sense of sight. Your brain was discombobulated and wanted nothing more than to stick your head in sand and wake up from this nightmare.

You wobbled on your feet and gently rubbed your eyes, trying to soothe them enough to work properly, as you shouted to where you thought the audience was, “Well, Mr. I-Answer-To-Rhetorical-Questions, who am I even talking to, huh?!”

You stopped moving and listened carefully to the stillness in the air, wondering why everything went quiet, until another startled scream was torn out from you as you felt something brush your right hip. It wasn’t a hand or anything remotely physical, rather it felt like the air took the shape of a large hand and caressed your side. You staggered back away from the spot you were grazed in, hearing a joyful giggle sound a few feet ahead of you. It wasn’t the same voice you heard from the audience. Your mind galloped to connect the dots as to who, or what, this could be, until it finally clicked.

‘Dove. Not physically there, but can manipulate its shape to move the environment and act as though it were. Two voices, one person.’

It’s fucking Tokoyami and Dark Shadow.

“Is that you, Tokoyami? Was that Dark Shadow that just touched me?” you asked. Judging by the silence that followed after your question, you guessed your assumption was right.

“Come on, Tokoyami, this isn’t funny anymore. It really never was,” you mumbled. You stopped pacing around to take a breath, your vision cleared, “Look, it’s unsafe for us to be out in the open like this. Especially tonight of all nights. There are love-crazed maniacs running all around the school; some of them are even our own classmates! Let’s stop messing around and help each other find a safe place to hide for the rest of the Purge, okay?” you tried to reason with him. You knew that Tokoyami was most likely infected with the virus based on how sweetly he purred his words, plus how unlike-himself he and Dark Shadow acted, but you figured dealing with one yandere one-on-one was better than constantly running away from the multiple already pursuing you.

Tokoyami couldn’t respond before multiple pairs of hands grabbed your waist and yanked you into a strong chest. A large, rough hand stifled your cry, as your captor breathed his own husky chuckle near your ear. You recognized the many hands tightly gripping your waist, “He’s not the only one here to protect you, (Y/N)~.” You threw your head back to meet the pink-tinted irises of a yandere Shoji.

You took deep breaths to calm your racing heart and shoved his hand off your mouth, “Would you two stop with the surprise touching–,” but the words died in your throat as Shoji bent his knees, hooked his webbed arms securely around your body, and scooped you up. You tried to protest, scared for your safety and that carrying you would hurt him, but he remained unfazed and casually walked you two over to the spotlight at center stage. Once there, Shoji gently set your flustered self back onto the solid ground, his larger frame towering over you like a skyscraper. You didn’t get much time to collect yourself as he spun you around, wrapped his webbed-arms around your front, and let one of his mouth-hands start placing chaste kisses on your heated cheeks. You sputtered an incoherent jumble of words in shock at the affection. This is not the shy and sweet Shoji you remember; what is this bold confidence possessing the body of your friend?!

“Isn’t our little dove enchanting, Dark Shadow~?” Despite your embarrassment, you heard Tokoyami take lethargic steps towards the two of you and felt that same force from earlier wrap itself around your shaky legs. Dark Shadow grumbled out a happy sigh in reply to its master that shook your already unstable legs, knocking you further into Shoji’s hug.

“So happy we got to you sooner than the others, (N/N)~,” Shoji sighed into the top of your head. Tokoyami finally closed the distance and pressed himself against you, slithering his arms around your waist.

You squirmed around in a panic as they held you, “Guys, wait, hold on! You can’t seriously be attracted to me! It’s that virus that’s frying your brains! I care for you, I really do, but--,”

Surprisingly, it was Dark Shadow who cut you off, “You care about me too, right, (Y/N)?” The little whimper of uncertainty in its voice caught you off guard. Even at a time like this, where the only thing you should care about is your safety, it drug out the all-too-caring nature in you to respond.

“Yes, Dark Shadow, I care about you too, but that isn’t point--,”

“Oh, but I think it is, love~,” Tokoyami squeezed you even tighter, his heart beating quicker and the pink in his eyes flaring up over hearing your acceptance of what he once viewed to be one of his “flaws”. He knew you were the right one, you always have been, but he was blind. He was ignorant in the past to have ignored your grace, but don’t you worry, he’ll never make that mistake again. Not when being this close to you feels this euphoric.

“You love us, we love you,” Shoji sighed and you wriggled, searching for a weak spot in their grasp to escape through, desperate for freedom.

“We’d do anything to keep you smiling, dove~,” Tokoyami continued, nuzzling into your neck. You hyperventilated at their closeness.

“So, please,” they spoke at the same time, “stay with us forever, darling~?”

While the two of them were ogling over you, the three of you didn’t think to acknowledge the frantic banging at the side stage’s door. Muffled explosion after explosion sounded off until the eroded door finally came off its hinges and went flying. You shot your heads to the loud destruction of the school’s property. The grips on your body grew from tolerable to painful as they recognized the faces of the disturbance.

Bakugou stepped in the room with a sneer on his face, palms leaking plumes of dark smoke as he strode towards your little cuddle pile. A pissed off Todoroki and Momo followed not too far behind the angry blond. “I love to be the one to break it to you that (Y/N) won’t be doing anything else with you two extras.” Bakugou snapped, letting a cluster of small explosions erupt from his palm.

“Dear, are you okay? We heard your screams through the door, we were so worried about you! It’s okay, we’ll save you from these two in just a moment~!” Momo smiled lovingly at you, using her quirk to create a long metal staff.

“They’re much safer with us then they ever would be with you three!” Shoji protested. Bakugou and Momo both growled at the octopus-man clinging onto their darling, preparing their attacks to get those worthless worms off of your precious body and reclaim what’s rightfully theirs, but Todoroki stopped them by stepping between the two parties. Emotionally, he wasn’t much better than the two as seething hatred clouded his judgment as well, but even he knew that if they got you caught up in their fight there was a likely possibility that you could be hurt in the crossfire. He’d rather stab himself in the heart a thousand times over before intentionally hurting you, so he buried his loathing and forced a smile towards the other students.

“I say we settle this dispute fairly,” you glance over at the half-and-half man, shivering at how frighteningly-frigid his gaze had become, “A fight. Quirk-to-quirk combat. Us against you; whoever wins gets to walk away with (Y/N) and the others leave empty-handed.”

Your jaw dropped to the floor at Todoroki’s “solution” to the problem. You became increasingly less scared and more offended in the presence of these selfish creeps as crazy idea after crazy idea spewed out of their mouths. “Are you kidding me?! I am not some toy to be won!” You hissed and thrashed around in their arms. Your fight proved useless as the others continued their conversation like you weren’t there.

“A ‘fair’ fight?” Tokoyami scoffed, “Last I checked, three against two isn’t exactly what I would call ‘fair’.”

“You’ve got Dark Shadow and the theater’s almost completely in the dark. I’d say that’s fair enough. Besides,” Momo smirked as she begrudgingly went along with Todoroki’s plan, “it’s either this, or we take them from you anyways but use more fun methods of striking you down. What do you say?”

Shoji and Tokoyami flashed a conflicted look at each other, both not liking the idea of willingly letting their darling go but neither wanting to see you willingly put in harm’s way by their defiance. Eventually their wordless conversation ended as Tokoyami nodded his head, and both he and Dark Shadow released their hold on your body.

You held your breath as Shoji kissed your forehead and gently spun your body out of his arms towards the stage’s side. He and Tokoyami prepared their stances as Shoji’s mouth-hand spoke to you, “Stay out of the way, (Y/N). This won’t take long.”

“Yeah, it won’t, since most of the time is gonna be you piecing your face back together after I tear it apart! Save a victory kiss for me, firecracker!” Bakugou cackled out, flying forward with his bright explosions.

The fight for your unwilling hand had begun.

And, just like that, your escape plan had been flung into action too.

You watched from the wings as Bakugou’s explosions and Todoroki’s fire lit the once dark arena. They created the perfect distraction for you to slink back in the shadows to avoid drawing attention to yourself. Though, you doubted your absence would be noticed through the commotion of multiple quirks being used from every angle. You inched your way down the creaking stairs and into the audience under the cover of Momo’s sporadic flash bombs, being careful to stay out of the way when Tokoyami was thrown into the audience with Bakugou hot in pursuit. Sticking low to the ground and stopping moving when they neared your hiding place was the only way you made it all the way to one of the auditorium’s exits.

Twisting your head back to watch their battle, you watched Shoji evade the long-ranged ice and fire attacks of Todoroki and narrowly avoid the short-ranged strikes of Momo’s metal bo staff. Dark Shadow and Tokoyami were both busy keeping Bakugou at bay, both parties jumping over upturned chairs and running up and down the aisles trying to gain the upper hand. With all of them focused on their fight, it gave you the perfect opportunity to slip out the exit and sprint down the hall, their battle cries chasing you from the auditorium as you ran in search of a new hiding spot.

~ Timeskip ~

Once silent halls soon became noisy with your pants for air echoing around the maze that is UA. After escaping the auditorium, you’ve not stopped, the speed you went at varied but you’ve yet to take a break in fear of your crazed colleagues catching up with you. It’s not like you’ve found a good enough hiding spot to stop for anyway. Every hall you went down led to another dead end speckled with random doors. Every stairwell you climbed showcased another stretch of seemingly endless hallways, none of which had any promise of an escape route either. You knew that you had to find somewhere fast with the menacing threat of at least half-a-dozen yanderes chasing your ass, but running around this place in a panic, a majority of it cloaked in darkness to boot, is exhausting.

Deciding the coast is clear, you leaned against the wall across from a large window to catch your breath. The city beyond UA was majorly dark, not a soul walking around from what you could see. You wondered how the Purge on the outside was doing, if people were staying safer than you were or if the yanderes had all successfully caught their prey. You racked your brain for ideas of how to get out of this loony bin and remembered your phone. Sure, the police wouldn’t help you since they’re off duty to enjoy their hunt until the Purge ends, but maybe you could call a family member or a non-classmate friend to come rescue you. It’s a long shot that someone would risk their own skin to save one person running from six or more yanderes, but it’s worth a try. Fishing around your pocket, you found the device and clicked it on.

The first thing you observed was the battery percentage was a little lower than half; not ideal, but it would definitely last you at least a few more hours and some time was better than none. Speaking of hours, once your brain thought of that your eyes couldn’t help but glance at the time displayed on the fluorescent screen. Your jaw dropped in shock.

One hour. One hour is how long this nightmare had gone on for.

All that commotion, and you still had 23 hours to go until you were safe from these maniacs.

“You’ve gotta be fucking joking. One hour?!” you exasperated. You groaned in malice, bumping your head back on the wall and slapping your unoccupied palm over your forehead. Of course this year’s Purge wouldn’t go easy on you.

You shook your head and took a deep breath. Nope, can’t focus on that, or your “destiny” as a “weak and defenseless” darling will be sealed. Call for help; that you can do. With a new vigor coursing in your veins, you shot over to your favorites and decided who among them would be the most likely to help you in this situation. You called their number, but instead of being greeted with the normal dialing tone, a robotic voice crunched out its pre-recorded message.

“No service?!” you gawked at the device, “What’s the point of this school being so high tech if your phone can’t even get a simple bar?” You stretched your arm up in the air and waved the device around in a half-hearted attempt at finding a glint of service, but accepted it was pointless. The school’s too bulky with its skeleton of concrete and metal for a transmission to slip through. Plus, you wouldn’t be surprised if one of your tormentors screwed with the connection to constrict you further in their grasp.

Though the phone’s uselessness disappointed you, the nearby scuffing of a shoe on the floor brought you out of your daze.

You launched off the wall you leaned against and floundered to face the direction it came from, the opposite side of the corner you hid behind. You waited for another hint at life as you stared into the inkiness of the hallway. During the stillness you wondered if it was all in your head, a hallucination being the byproduct of your enhanced fear, but you decided to go with your gut and trusted your abilities enough to know that noise had really happened. An unsettling silence hung in the air as you came to the conclusion that, even if nothing was truly there, it was time to leave and find somewhere else to scamper off to.

But things haven’t been in your favor all day, so why would they be now?

When you backed away to run, a pair of hands grabbed your wrists and pinned them behind you. One of the hands cinched your wrists together in a vice-like grip while the other wound around your front and drug you into their chest. A cheerful giggle met your ears as they prevented your struggling with ease.

“Aren’t you just the cutest~!” the sugar-coated voice trilled in your ear. Recognizing their sing-songy tone, your eyes shot down to your waist. Even though you felt a tight hold on your midsection, there was nothing there to prove it. So, your suspicions were correct, you’re now dealing with a love-sick Hagakure latched onto your waist like a koala.

Before you could yell at the girl to let you go, something cupped around your mouth and stopped the words from slipping out. “Absolutely adorable~,” another voice chuckled. Judging by the fact that it’s not a hand clamped around your jaw, rather a muscular tail, and there’s only one person in your class with said appendage, it seems that Ojiro had goo-goo eyes for you as well.

“We’re sorry that we had to scare you like that, lovebug, but it was too easy to sneak up on you with you so focused on our little ‘distraction’~!” Hagakure hummed with a nuzzle into your neck. After your muffled ‘hmm?’ of confusion snuck past Ojiro’s make-shift gag, another person stepped forward.

Koji hesitantly snuck out of the shadowy corner where the noise that started this whole mess came from and Hagakure’s words made sense. Koji caused the noise to catch your attention so you wouldn’t notice the other two ambushing you. You mentally groaned at your rookie mistake of not thoroughly surveying the area for potential threats.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), please believe me when I say I didn’t want it to come to this…,” Koji wrapped his arms around himself as if trying to hide from the reality of the situation, “but the others were getting too close to you! They were gonna steal you away. And I’m...I’m tired of always being the last one picked! You’re staying with me- with us now...o-okay?” he coughed, caught off guard by the venom that seeped into his words.

“How romantic~, Koji’s really got it bad for you if you inspired him to say more than just a few mumbles, huh?” Hagakure muses.

“That’s the effect they have on people. Always so attentive to everyone else’s needs, but their own.” Ojiro huffs at your selflessness. They’re good traits to have, but you should be more careful with who you give your care to! You can’t trust just any random nobody. One minute they're your friend and the next they’re trying to take advantage of your kind nature and keep you for themselves!

“T-That’s why we’re here, though! We’ll take c-care of them, forever and ever, r...right? No one will ever hurt you again...I won’t let them.” Koji muttered to himself, face shifting from doe-like with fat tears coating his eye’s waterline to a distorted snarl. Okay, Koji is officially starting to freak you out with this delusional Dr. Jekyll-Mr. Hyde attitude. With you focused on creating an escape plan and the three of them so absorbed in tending to your needs, whether you asked for the help or not, none of you recognized the looming threats hidden in the dark creeping behind you.

What finally caught the group’s attention was the revving of a nearby engine. Your heads whipped just in time to see Iida fire up his quirk and sprint towards your group. “Thank you for taking such great care of our darling for us, my friends! But we’ll gladly take them off your hands now!” Iida shouted over his roaring engines, all the while stiffly chopping his forearms as he practically flew down the hall.

With how unexpected the ambush had been, Ojiro and Koji were unprepared to be slapped back against the wall by a strong, pink...tongue? Confused, you inspected the speeding Iida closer, and only then did you catch sight of a serious-looking Tsu hanging off his armored back.

Iida narrowly avoided barreling straight through you and Hagakure, but the close call caused Hagakure to reflexively loosen her grip on your body due to the surprise. Seizing the opportunity, you ripped your arms out of her hold and shoved her away with your body weight. You spun on your heel to face the invisible girl as she fell to the ground with a yelp and a thud. A grin couldn’t help but sneak onto your face at your vigilance as you went to run from the psychos.

It’s not shocking that you still can't catch a break, even when things go your way.

Tsu’s tongue that had helped you break free moments ago instantly became your enemy as it wrapped around your forearm, harshly tugged, and sent you flying back. Right into Iida’s open arms. Without slowing down, Iida bolted even faster away from their competition as you finally processed that you’d been stolen yet again.

“Oh, come on! I’m not some doll to be tossed around from crazy to crazy!” you groaned as you childishly kicked your legs around in vain. Iida’s strong grip didn’t let you get as far as you’d like to though. He smiled fondly at your tantrum.

“What?! No fair, you guys cheated! We caught them first!” you heard Hagakure cry out in the distance, her pleads slowly drowned into whispers as you were carried farther away.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), we’ve got you. Kero kero~!” Tsu attempted to console your irritation with a gentle nuzzle of her cheek to yours.

“Yes, my love! There is no need for you to fret any longer, now that we’re here!” Iida chortled.

“Huh, somehow it doesn’t make me any less stressed that I’m held captive against my will by two crazy, lovesick teenagers. I wonder why!” you grunted sarcastically, wiggling around as much as you could in his muscular arms, your voice ricocheting around the winding halls of UA.

~ Timeskip ~

The trip to wherever Iida and Tsu took you was an awkward one for sure. Most of it was spent with Iida running like his life depended on getting you wherever you had to go, and you fighting against their “love”. Among your empty threats and sarcasm, Tsu and Iida could not stop fawning over you! From your features, to your hair, to your “endearing” attitude and “witty” words. It was like they couldn’t find a single thing wrong with you. Their behavior was nerve-wracking, to put it lightly; it made you realize that the news wasn’t simply hyping up how dangerous this love virus truly was like you’d originally imagined.

When all of this began, you thought it was just some practical joke, like the world was poking fun at the medical community or something. Come on, an “obsessive-love” virus?! It sounds like something made-up from a cheesy romance novel or from some pre-teen’s overactive imagination. It didn’t help that the information of this wide-spreading disease was first introduced to you by the online-addicted, meme-connoisseur, King of Pranks and Jokes, Denki Kaminari. You, like many of your other classmates who he blabbed to about this wacko virus that had snuck its way into Japan, brushed off his ramblings as him being pervy and wanting to blame his inappropriate actions on the made-up disease. Guess you should have taken his words to heart now that you’ve got multiple infected young pro heroes thirsting after you, including Denki.

In fact, you should’ve started noticing the virus had seeped its way into your school weeks prior to now. Not just because of the whole fiasco with Deku and Bakugou before the Purge began, or the thing with Kirishima and Todoroki either; your oblivious ass should have noticed the many lingering eyes on you a long time ago. How a week ago Uraraka clung to your arm with tears in her round eyes and told you she never wanted to be apart from you again. How Jiro snapped at Denki supposedly getting too cuddly next to you on the bus, pulled you aside after the ride, and wouldn’t let you leave unless you swore you’d never think about dating a dunce like him, even though you promised the two of you were only friends. How Sato bribed you, knowing your sweet tooth, to spend lunch with him by baking special desserts only for you to prove his “devotion”.

You assumed Uraraka was lonely and simply wanted you to walk her to her next class. You laughed off her desperate plea and pinky promised you would never willingly leave such a nice girl like her, pretending the vibrant pink hue in her eyes was just a reflection from her rosy cheeks. In Jiro’s case, you thought she was just worried about you! Friends get worried for each other all the time, right? It wasn’t weird to assume she was just looking out for you; not that Denki’s too bad of an influence or undateable, she just cares for you...a lot apparently. Okay, the last event is almost inexcusable to not be concerned about, but you were so hungry and Sato’s such a good baker! The brownies he made you were too tasty to resist, so you ignored his strange wording and accepted his gift. You still have no regrets about that.

Tumbling through memories, you didn’t register Iida rounding the last corner and finally slowing down from his run. You were sucked out of your brain when you recognized the ginormous door and equally obnoxious painted “3-A” to match. You squirmed in apprehension, fearing the unknown of whatever laid beyond that door. You were very tempted to beg Iida to steal you away in a different direction, but were brought through to the other side before you could peep a protest.

“Iida, you’re back! Did you find--OH! My darling cupcake, you’re back!” the unmistakable cutesy voice of Uraraka squealed in delight from inside the room. You watched as her emotions did a complete 180°, shifting in brief seconds from utterly bored sitting at a desk to springing up and her excitement bouncing off the walls. She practically beamed herself across the room at you and grabbed your face with her padded palms to inspect every inch of you, an overjoyed expression stamped on her round features while ditzy sighs leaked out of her grinning mouth. The neon pink swimming in her eyes caused by the virus was still present and only seemed to drown her better judgment the longer she stared at you.

“Glad to see you made it back in one piece, especially with our lovely escapee in tow,” the stoic voice you recognized as Todoroki congratulated. You heard a few seats scrape backwards as the rest of the party joined Uraraka to stand at your arrival. You looked past the bubbly girl blocking most of your vision at the crew shrouded in darkness. Air choked in your throat as you realized who they were. Standing inside the classroom was Todoroki, Momo, and the one who had started all this mess by calling your unsilenced phone and revealing your safe spot, Izuku.

“Hello, darling! It’s so good to see you again after being apart for so long. Sorry that meanie Bakugou scared you so much earlier that you ran from me. You understand that I was only trying to...calm you down, right? You’re always so stressed out; I was trying to be a good...friend and help!” He pouted in fake sympathy, curling his pointer finger a few times to beckon Iida further inside. Uraraka drifted out of his way and Tsu hopped off his back to allow him to march into the room, toward the desks the rest of them were surrounding. Iida places you down with a knightly kiss to your forehead and let the other crowd around.

Pushing down the sting of embarrassment in your chest when you met Izuku’s heart-filled eyes and mischievous smile, you instead focused on the others who you were equally startled about seeing. You mushed through puckered lips and pinched cheeks as Uraraka grabbed ahold of your doughy face again, “T-Todoroki? Yaoyorozu?! I-I thought you guys were busy--,”

“Busy dealing with Tokoyami and Shoji?” Todoroki finished for you with a brush of your hair behind your ear.

“We were, sweetness! Though after a while, once we all realized you’d snuck away from us, and the fight quickly dissipated,” Momo rolled her eyes, “Bakugou was the first to run off. He dropped his aggressive battle with Tokoyami almost immediately and sprinted out the entrance doors and to the right, cursing that we were ‘only slowing him down’. He didn’t even stop to thank us for forming the search party to find you, how rude! As soon as the rest of us realized why he left so abruptly, Shoji and Tokoyami turned tail too, going the opposite direction of him.” Momo retold the past while perfectly braiding your hair into cute styles.

Todoroki picked up from where she left off, “Yaoyorozu and I met up and decided to band the rest of our group together to search for you again. That wasn’t nice of you to leave without a goodbye like that, (N/N).”

“We heard through the grapevine that you’d scurried off to one of the higher levels of the school,” Deku took over, “so I sent Iida and Tsu to survey the area. And look what precious cargo they brought back~,” he teased while placing a small boop to your nose.

Deku’s Cheshire grin widened, “Speaking of, precious, did you enjoy my call from earlier~? Or my text, perhaps~? Shoto and Momo told me the chime from your phone was not only adorably you, but was also the perfect beacon to find you. Isn’t it so wonderful that (Y/N) wanted us to find them so badly that they purposefully left their ringer on?” Izuku asked the group.

“Wait- I-I didn’t--,” your brain blanked at his words and you sputtered to protest against his false accusation.

Ochaco gasped, “You left it on for us to hear? Oh, darling, how thoughtful! I love you so much!!” She cried, circled her arms around your waist, and squeezed like you were her last anchor to reality.

“Kero, they’ve always been the sweetest~, it’s good that this nasty Purge doesn’t change that, kero~,” Tsu mumbled and snuggled against you in blind content.

“No, no- that wasn’t what--,” you wanted to plead your case, but the feeling of their constrictive holds weighing you down suffocated your argument.

Iida kissed the top of your hand, “Of course, the perfect wordless plea for our affection! Such a charming way to go about it, always so creative!”

Momo and Todoroki didn’t speak up through the other’s crazed confessions of adoration, for they knew the truth of what really happened, how you evaded them and their efforts. Nonetheless, you felt their hands possessively latch onto your body, soundless threats to not oppose what Izuku said.

“Please, it’s not--,” you tried for the final time.

“Then what was it, if not to show us you care?” Deku challenged with an “innocent” tilt of his head. The tugging and squeezing halted from every angle as they all stared you dead in the eye to explain your defiance against their care.

“I...well...,” you dryly coughed, looking away to try and think of an answer that wouldn’t make you look helpless or meek. It hit you when you looked ahead and saw Izuku let a barely noticeable smirk slide on his lips with everyone’s attention now on you and not him. You’re cornered. Anything you say will make you look bad. If you deny him and say you forgot to turn off your ringer, they’ll come to the conclusion that you’re too forgetful to be left on your own and you’ll be put on lockdown. If you agree with what he said, you’ll be lying, but they won’t care; all they’ll focus on is that you “wanted” them to find you and you agree you “need” them.

He set you up to fail before you could even think of saving yourself.

That sneaky, little, son of a--!

“Aw, look, they’re so flustered after getting caught, they can’t even speak! So cute~ Always so shy around us, (N/N)~,” Izuku giggled, a dark look coursing through his eyes. The group nodded at his words and easily fell back into immersing themselves in your safety. Barely able to get your two cents in, they continued to pet and play with you like a doll for a seemingly endless amount of time. Their worries reminded you of a mother stressing about her newborn child, except they were no parents and you certainly weren’t going to resign your freedom to being their lovechild!

“Oh, angel, you must be tuckered out from all that running about! Here, drink this~,” Momo fretted. She shoved a cup of potent elixir inches from your lips. Its overtly sweet aroma crashed into your senses and nearly made you gag. Glancing down at the strange pink concoction, your face scrunched up in hesitation at the way the liquid swirled and spiraled around the glass, as if trying to hypnotize you into drinking. The light-headed feeling you got from inhaling too much of the intoxicating scent was another huge red flag that this would completely destroy any sensible part of your brain.

In short, there is no way in hell you’re drinking this shit. You’ve gotta get out of this prison full of yandere guards as soon as physically possible!

You plastered on your sweetest smile to escape suffering the side effects of whatever that drink would cause and chirped at the woman, “U-um...no thank you! I’m not that thirsty right now...”

“Dear, you don’t have to deny your needs for the comfort of others, kero. Stay hydrated.” Tsu croaked from the comfort of your neck.

“N-No! It isn’t that at all! I’m just not-,” your squeaked as you felt a chilly hand slide down your back and leisurely wrap around your waist.

“You’re not comfortable voicing what you need in fear of inconveniencing us. We understand, but it’s pointless worrying.” Todoroki cut in.

“Cupcake, you’re not a bother to us! We’ll always take care of you, no matter the cost~,” Uraraka swooned. With unexpected strength, she manhandled you onto her lap and buried her face into your shoulder blades. Busy pushing you to drink the elixir, tickling and poking at your sides to get forced laughter as if it would help encourage you to trust them more, no one expected a trio of knocks to emit from the locked classroom door.

Your captors’ heads simultaneously shot over to the door at lightning speed. A dropped pin could be heard with how silent they’d all become. It was obvious they weren’t expecting the company since the light-hearted giggles that once filled the room fled the scene as they listened for any signs of their darling being in danger.

“Did you invite anyone else here to join our group, Midoriya?” Todoroki accused.

“Why on earth would I do that, Shoto?! No one else should know we’re here with them!” Deku hissed.

“Well, it’s not the most secluded or unknown spot in the whole school, now, is it? In fact, we’re here almost every day, couldn’t have picked a less visited place?!” you sassed. A hand slapped against your mouth, stopping your bad mouthing, and you rolled your eyes. Cowards. You know you’re right.

“Whoever they are, like hell I’ll let them near our baby!” Uraraka lashed out as her arms wrung around your waist and clamped down in an obsessive rage. All the oxygen you breathed in shot out of your lungs from the strength of her grip, dispelling the lineup of snarky comments you had mentally prepared.

“Calm down, Ochaco, no one’s taking (Y/N). Who’s there?” Iida acknowledged those behind the door with his ever-professional demeanor.

“Friends! We’re here to propose a compromise.” the stranger behind the intrusion reconciled. You wanted to sigh, this couldn’t mean anything good for you.

Glancing over at Izuku, his eyebrows were furrowed in contemplation, but ultimately, he nodded at Iida to let these “friends” in to show their faces. The unimpressed sneer doesn’t leave his face even as Iida strides over to the door and pulls it open. If you thought the constricting hands on your body were tight before, they’re nothing compared to the stranglehold confining your body to the desk when Iida neared the door. You almost couldn’t breathe! With Uraraka strapped onto your back and waist, Tsu locking her arms around your neck, Momo surrounding your huddle to protect you further, and Todoroki and Deku standing in front of you like statuesque bodyguards, you could hardly see who came into the room; the only indication of life being the pitter-patter of a few pairs of feet. Shimmying as much as you could, you got a glimpse at the strangers.

There, at the front of the classroom, stood Aoyama, Sato, Koji, Ojiro and Hagakure, guessing by her recognizable shoes and floating gloves.

Fuck.

“What do you want?” Deku sneered, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Whoa! Watch the hostility, Izuku, we’re only here to negotiate for something all of us want. There’s no need to start a fight over something that can be talked over.” Ojiro reasoned.

“Of course I need to be hostile! You don’t know how long I’ve-- we’ve waited to have (Y/N) with us. That is, I am assuming what, or rather who, you five want to negotiate over.” Deku defended.

“You can try and take them, but I wouldn’t recommend it. You won’t get far against us.” Todoroki fumed, the temperature in the air fluctuating between swelteringly hot to frigidly cold to the point where you almost began to sweat and shiver at the same time.

“We aren’t trying to take them from you,” Sato denied, “What we’re saying is we want to share them with you.” The room hushed as if forbidden words had been uttered for the first time in centuries.

“Come again?” Iida mused.

“We want the fighting to stop altogether. We figured that if all of us come to an agreed arrangement, and follow a set number of rules, we could all have them without worrying someone else might steal them! Plus, with all of us working together, we could protect them from anyone that threatens their security forever!” Hagakure cheered, no doubt a wide smile stretched across her face.

“We’re perfectly capable of protecting them ourselves from anything and anyone.” Momo growled behind you like a wolf protecting her pup from dangerous hunters.

“W-we know and understand that,” Koji gently prodded at her resolve, “but...for how long? How long can you continue to fight against the rest of the class? And what if even more suitors become infatuated with them further down the line, will you be able to handle them too?” Somehow the group's hold on your body became stiffer as Koji stuttered out his claim. You noticed the three boys ahead of you grow anxious in their body language at Koji’s words, alternating heels to carry their body weight, swaying back and forth, glancing back at the rest of the group.

“If it continues to be this chaotic every time our darling walks into a room, their safety cannot be guaranteed for the long run. Our class does have more than a few powerful nutjobs in it. Wouldn’t it be better to have them on your side rather than fight against them?” Ojiro fabricated. It was obvious the seed of doubt had been planted in their minds due to the group's collective silence. You were wonderful, it was inevitable for more people to fall madly in love with you on top of those who’re already pinning for you. How long could they keep the others at bay before possibly losing you to other competition?

“So, what exactly do you want?” Deku reiterated, less malice wound through his tone, like he was actually considering their plan.

“To work as a team, mon amie,” Aoyama mused, “Let us care for (Y/N) the same as you do; be near them, protect them, love them, and we promise to defend them with our lives against anyone who opposes our agreement to work together, such as a certain...I don’t know...Kacchan?” Deku tensed at the mention of the delinquent, but you watched Aoyama’s face to witness his grin widened at the boy’s reaction. He knew exactly how to push Izuku’s buttons to get him to operate how he wanted.

Your kidnappers brewed in the dead air of the room as they looked back and forth at each other. Some seemed more inclined to the idea than others, but inside you were panicking. There’s no way they could seriously be considering the notion! If they did, your freedom would be sucked down the drain, you’d never be alone and wouldn't be able to get away before the Purge ended. You’d be doomed to be their plaything, and the worst thing is that it’d be legal. Since all actions committed during the Purge are permitted, you wouldn't be able to get any help from your family, friends, or the law if the yanderes still have you in their hold once the 24 hours are up. Even though you don’t want it, that’s exactly what they crave, and they’re the ones who’ve got you under lock and key.

“Well, Izuku?” Sato coaxed after a few minutes. Izuku’s blank face caved into a cunning grin. He broke his protective stance blocking you to walk up to Aoyama.

“What?! You can’t be serious, Izuku!” Uraraka cried.

“If you don’t agree with this, you can try your luck out there,” Deku threw his head back to gaze at her, his forest green eyes glowing in the moonlight as he pointed toward the door, “I figure the rest of our team agrees that, while we’d rather not share our darling, it will be easier to take care of them working together.” Uraraka huffed at his challenging tone, backing off and subconsciously loosening her hold on your body.

Deku closed in on him as Aoyama chirped out, “Deal?”

Your heart sank into your stomach as Deku shook his hand and sang, “Deal!” You’re never getting out of this “Love (Y/N)” cult. You’ll need a miracle to get you away from these creeps!

Luckily, or more like unluckily, for you, a “miracle” is exactly what you got.

From above your seat on the classroom desk, something speedy cut through the air creating an audible slice. Before you could see what caused the noise, thin strips of paper coiled around your torso to swaddle you like a baby. You struggled against the bindings, but due to sticky residue keeping it stuck to your skin and clothes, you realized it was tape rather than simple paper. Your kidnappers had no time to act as you were yanked off the desk, knocking down the girls around you from the strength of the pull and their loose hold on you. You were hoisted into mid-air as you thrashed around, trying to get free but also wrap your head around what the hell just happened.

From above, you heard a cocky voice leer, “Oh, my bad for knocking you head-over-heels, girls! You were just in the way of my goal!” Your cocooned body was flung up to the ceiling with another rough tug. You braced for the rough impact of a hard wall, but were instead caught by a pair of lanky, but sturdy, arms.

“Hi, angel, fancy seeing you~! Come here often?” an obviously love-infected Sero teased as if this was the optimal time for sly jokes. Tape had fastened around your mouth during his assault and made you unable to properly sass him, but he knew that, so he giggled at his rhetorical question and quickly pecked your forehead as his answer.

“Sero!” multiple voices screamed at him. He gave a nasty side-eye to the outraged students below before he observed you, and a mischievous smile crept onto his face when a wicked idea came to mind. You mentally sighed as you knew, judging by his upturned expression, whatever plan he had imagined could lead to no good.

Sero pecked your warm check, making it as overexaggerated as possible, and quipped at the fuming students below, “Guess I reeled in the Grand Prize from the claw machine, huh~?”

“Hanta, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll bring them safely back down to us right now.” Sato grunted.

“Or else we’ll be forced to kick your ass as punishment.” Uraraka growled at the unwanted guest.

“Hmm. I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re gonna try to kick my ass even if I do give them back to you. Just a hunch. So...no thanks! I’ll be keeping this cutie.” Sero taunted as he childishly kicked his legs around.

“Sero–,” Deku seethed before he was interrupted.

“Hurry up, tape dispenser, we ain’t got all day for you to be making a fool of Deku!” a gruff voice snarled from above you two. You craned your neck as far as you could, only to see Bakugou, Kirishima, and Denki all grinning down at you and Sero from the floor above.

“Nice work, Sero! Duct tape fixes everything, per usual!” Denki played.

“Yeah, great job,” Kirishima cheered, “Hurry up here so we can manly protect them!” If your jaw could drop, it’d have already fallen to the concrete floor below. Surprise surprise, looks like Bakugou did know how to gather and work in a team. We’ll see how long that lasts.

“Uh, manly?! We’re here too, rock-for-brains!” a shrill voice proclaimed somewhere behind Kirishima in the room. Seems like there are even more yanderes that you couldn’t see waiting to get a bite of you up there. This nightmare keeps getting better and better.

“Yep, I’m coming, idiots. Help (Y/N) up first.” Sero boosted up your wriggling body, “hmm”’s of protest leaking out of your taped mouth.

“Women can be manly too! Woah, watch all that squirming around, hon’! We know you like to fight our love, but we can’t have you writhing out of our arms and falling down that hole to those unmanly perverts again.” Kirishima lightly scolded with no real malic behind his words. He circled his big arms around your restrained form and hoisted you up onto their level. Kirishima felt so warm and safe compared to the cold, stale air of UA High’s concrete confinements, plus the fear and anxiety built up after running away from all those yanderes had tuckered you out more than you thought. You hate to admit it, but you couldn’t help giving in and lean in a little deeper into his comforting embrace.

“Save that fighting, dumbass. After that stunt you pulled earlier when you ran away from me, I’ll give you plenty to squirm about later, firecracker~,” Bakugou rasped, a different, dark, nearly sultry look zinging in his eyes. You whimpered and scooched further into Kirishima’s muscular hold to escape whatever devious plans Bakugou had in store.

“Bakugou! Stop it, you’ll freak ‘em out if you continue. Besides, I certainly don’t want to deal with those idiots chasing our asses with not only a confused, but scared, darling flailing in our arms.” the unmistakable heady voice of Jiro spat at the hot-head. As Bakugou cussed her out, you took the chance to assess your new captors. Denki grabbed Sero’s hand and hauled him out of the ceiling of the floor below, Kirishima continued to snuggle into you as if you gave him the strength to move mountains, and Jiro and Bakugou bickered between the two of them like they were first-years all over again. They were a strange group personality wise, but a powerful one most normal people would deem too macho to mess with. Except, your whole class is full of juggernauts like them, so what’re you to do when all of them want you as their own personal chew toy?

You leapt out of your thoughts as a delicate, calloused hand laid on top of your head and began petting your hair. Looking in the direction the hand stretched, the pinkette Mina was on the other end dopily smiling at you.

“Ugh, I knew their hair would be the softest thing ever~!” she squealed in delight as her cheeks bloomed a darker shade of pinky blush.

“Yeah, and it smells incredible too. Like vanilla and strawberries.” Kirishima bonded with Mina. He took a deep inhale to savor your scent and the reverberation of it in your ear had you shivering at his closeness. She brushed a lock to her face and sniffed, nearly squealing again with how much bliss she felt that the love of her life was finally within her grasp. Being in such intimate proximity with the two, you spotted the tell-tale neon pink dancing around their irises and confirmed the whole group are currently infected.

“Hey, guys,” Denki spoke up and broke the group’s individual conversations, “as much as I’d like to cuddle and enjoy Sparks there, we should probably book it. I doubt Deku and the others are very happy we took them back, they’ll come looking for us.”

After a brief moment of the group sobering up, Bakugou scoffed, “I hate when you’re right, spark plug. Get up, extras. Let’s get moving.” Denki’s whines against him being “too mean” being lost in the scramble to run for a new spot to store you.

“Kirishima, do you--,” Sero asked.

“I got them, bro! Leave it to me.” the sturdy boy grinned.

“Pardon my reach.” Kirishima forewarned you with a giddy smile. His hands grabbed your hips and lifted you over his shoulder as if you weighed like nothing more than a grape to him. His arm hooked around your knees so you wouldn’t fall or try to escape off his hulking shoulder.

“Be careful with them, Kiri! They’re not a sack of potatoes, they’re our baby!” Mina urged.

“If you touch them inappropriately in any way before we find a safe zone, I will make sure you won’t live to see tomorrow after the Purge. Got it?” Jiro foreboded, her earphone jacks swiveling up to point at the boy like cobras ready to strike.

“Ha, got it loud and clear, Jiro!” Kirishima chuckled with a thumbs up, either obvious to her threats or chose to ignore the insinuation that he’d break his “manly code of honor” to cop a feel. The group started their sprint for safety out the door and in a random direction with you fruitlessly shimmying around on Kirishima’s shoulder, hanging your head in defeat at the mess you’d gotten yourself stuck in with not even a few hours of the Purge gone by yet.

~ Timeskip ~

Hurried footfalls and pants resonated between the dark hall walls as your kidnappers dashed through the labyrinth of your school. Bakugou led the pack with you in the middle of their protective circle, the others running beside Kirishima. They clearly knew where they were going as little conversation was started, most of the spoken words being Bakugou barking out orders to the others. Weirdly enough, you hadn’t encountered others from your class when running around, just miles upon miles of empty corridors and deathly still stairwells. You groaned in discomfort at the increasing soreness on your lower stomach due the awkward position you’d been forced to lay in for so long. You were facing behind the group on the rock boy’s shoulder, watching where you had been, so you had no idea where they were dragging you off to. All you knew is that they went down a few staircases and you’re located somewhere on the bottom floor of the school.

“Nearly there. Keep your guards up, dunces. We’re not the only ones lurking out here.” Bakugou instructed. Heavy breathing was the only answer to his instruction, but he didn’t seem irked by their lack of response. Like him, they knew more members of their class were somewhere in the shadows, and it was probable they’d find you before the Purge’s countdown struck zero, so less noise made would be for the best.

For a couple minutes more they continued at a hushed pace, until you heard Bakugou alert the group with a quiet whistle. The running came to an abrupt stop, and Kirishima and the others backed away from the center of the hall to press themselves against the wall. You attempted to whip your head around to see what they’d froze for, but a pair of hands gently cradled your face to stop your erratic movements. The warm hands belonged to Denki. You watched his uncharacteristic poker face as he stared at something in front of the group. You didn’t move again in fear something bad would happen if you did.

Through the gnawing stillness, you heard a whispering voice call something out. It was distant, muffled by the cement walls of the school, but multiple pairs of hasty footsteps echoed through the air following after the call. The steps got louder and closer to you. Your captors held their breaths, both Kirishima’s and Denki’s grips on your body parts grew ridged, attempting to chain you to them for eternity. Eventually, the loud voices and fast running faded away as they sped on past your group. The air grew less tense and nearly peaceful once again, like it never happened.

Holy shit, it just hit you. That was a close encounter with another group who were no doubt chasing after you.

Your group stayed put for an extra minute before relaxing away from the wall they sewed themselves to. Denki sighed in relief before looking back at you with a bright smile. He teasingly stuck his tongue out at you and winked, kissed your nose, and slowly let your soft face fall from his palms.

“That was close. Too close.” you heard Jiro fret in a whisper.

“Yeah, but it's expected. The rest are getting desperate.” Sero insisted.

“Whatever. Let the dogs whimper and whine for their lost master. It’s free entertainment. They’re not getting (Y/N) back either way. Besides, don’t lose your heads, we’re here.” Bakugou muttered, walking a few steps away from the huddle.

Everyone went quiet again as you heard a metallic screech of a heavy door opening. A few seconds of nothing passed, until someone murmured the words, “All clear.” Kirishima shuffled on with you in tow. He walked through the open door you heard before, bending his knees to make sure you didn’t get hit by the top of the door frame. Very considerate of him since he grew more than a few inches after your first year at UA. As he and the others behind him walked inside, you looked at your new terrain.

Above the door you just entered was a sign, which had the word “Gymnasium” inscribed on its metal surface. Great. You’re in one of UA’s many on-campus gyms they use to train the up-and-coming hero students. Somewhere your class visits quite regularly. You rolled your eyes; what an “inconspicuous” safe zone they’ve chosen.

Man, these guys have got to get better at finding sneakier hiding places to crash. It’s so bad that you nearly want to help them pick the spots yourself!

You watched the last few people in the group slide through the door Bakugou held open, him slink into the gym, look from side-to-side probably scouting to see if anyone tracked them, and skillfully latch the door closed once the coast was deemed clear.

The glossy wood floors reflected the low light of the moon shining through the scattered windows and lit up vacant space. Only a few lone bleachers and a humming water fountain stood in the room’s vast emptiness. You wanted to smile at the fond memories the gym brought back, but couldn’t muster it past the ache in your heart.

Years ago, this was a place of excitement, of experimentation and fun. You and your class were practically fumbling babies learning how to navigate the world of pro heroes. Dreams were shared, goals were surpassed, but the most important part was everyone was happy. All the fear of dealing with the League of Villains and other dangerous foes was forgotten whenever you had your friends by your side, to encourage you to do your best to kick villain butt and celebrate it later. That reality seems like so long ago, you almost don’t remember the feeling. Now...it just feels awful to think about them. Your classmates, your friends; they’re desecrating your fond memories by acting how they have without even realizing it. You can’t imagine what it’ll be like after all of this Purge nonsense is over and done with. Could you even look any of them in the eye after everything that’s happened? Or after everything that might happen? After all the trust they’ve broken? How the reality of them tearing your freedom away is a possibility all because of some shitty love-virus?

You’re not sure yet.

But—though they’ve hurt you, you still want to help cure them of the disease. It’s not their fault they got contaminated. They’re the people you grew up with, a few of your closest friends and the people you care about more than most. They’re still good people, just misguided because of this infection. You’re not going to leave them like this.

Something bumping into Kirishima jostled you out of your internal self-pity. Both Denki and Mina’s whines circling around you reeled your mind back to the present.

“Come on, Kiri! You’ve had them for so-o-o-ooo long now! Let us have a turn with them!” Denki moaned while tugging Kirishima’s arm.

“Yeah, put our cutie down,” Mina pestered and leaned in close to your face, “You wanna hang out with us, right, doll face?” Before you could shake your head in anxious denial, you felt Kirishima’s arm detach from behind your knees and robust hands on your hips again. You let out a muffled cry of distress as your body slid down, thinking you were going to fall, but you were instead manhandled off his shoulder and forcefully sat down onto the hard surface of a bleacher.

Kirishima moved his hands to your shoulders, “There you go, hon’. Comfy?” He sweetly crooked his head to the side, but all you could focus on was the way he caged you in with his muscular arms. Unable to give a response due to the tape gag, your stare into his scarlet eyes, which was quickly broken as he was shoved out of the way by greedy hands.

“My turn~!” Mina cheered. She swooped behind you faster than you could blink and yanked you onto her lap. She nuzzled her face between your shoulder blades and giggled in content.

“Wait, why do you get them in your lap?! So not fair!” Denki griped.

“Uh, it so is, Kami! I won rock-paper-scissors, remember?” Mina exclaimed, resting her pink chin on your shoulder. You mind boggled, ‘They had a contest over whose lap I would sit in? I don’t know if I should feel flattered or concerned.’

“She’s got ya there, dude.” Sero jested. He patted the pouting boy’s back.

“That witch cheated.” You heard Denki mumble to himself.

“Or maybe you just suck.” Jiro came up behind him and smacked the back of his blond head. He yelped at the cruel slap as she walked over to you and Mina on the bench. She sat down to the right of you with a satisfied sigh, resting her side against yours, loving the warmth you radiated.

The rest of the group, excluding Denki because he was busy whining at the slap’s stinging pain and the “uncoolness” of how he was being treated, followed the ladies’ lead to take a seat beside you. Jiro to your right, Sero on your left, and Mina behind continuing to pin you against her. Denki, seeing the group ignoring him, huffed in frustration. Shooting over to your side, he scrambled to the floor, shimmed in between your legs, and eventually reached his goal of resting his head on your inner thigh. Your face heated up tremendously at the sudden breach into your personal space. Muffled whimpers of distress seeped out of you that alerted the others to your predicament.

“Denki! You perv!” Mina shrieked.

“OI! Get out of there, idiot!” Bakugou barked, and you’re pretty sure you heard him mutter under his breath, “Or, at least, share.”

“What,” Denki smirked up at the hothead, “jealous, bomb boy~?”

Bakugou deadpanned, “As if I’d ever be jealous of you, extra. Out now.” he snarled at the coy teen.

“Wow, what are you, Bakugou? A scolding father?” Sero snickered.

“But I don’t wanna,” Denki whined as he shoved his face further into your thigh, drawing another squeak out of you, “it’s so warm and cozy. Think I’ll stay here awhile~,” he wrapped his arms around your knee, becoming a human handcuff. If looks could kill, Bakugou’s glare would have disintegrated Denki to a pile of ash ages ago.

“Alright, move it, Pikachu, before our cutie dies of embarrassment. Or before Bakugou kills you and scars (Y/N) forever.” Kirishima sighs. With a tight grip on the back of Denki’s shirt, he lifts the electric boy up and away from between your thighs. Kirishima drops the flailing hero to the shiny floor on your left.

“Ow! Ugh, fine. Until next time, Sparks~,” Denki winks at you and snuggles up to lay his head on your outer thigh. You aren’t sure if you should look forward to this “next time”.

“Aren’t you two going to sit down? We’ve been running all over the place since the start of the Purge.” Jiro mused as she ran her fingers through your messy hair.

“Oh, I’m good! Standing feels better, like I’m ready to protect or use my quirk if I need to. Gotta keep them safe. It’s the manly thing to do!” Kirishima activates his quirk and clanks his knuckles together with a wide grin.

“Hmph. Same here. I’ll blow those extras to hell and gone if they even try to come close.” Bakugou’s palm crackled with his quirk, adding to the dread of his already unsettling threat.

“Speaking of running all over the place,” Denki stole the conversation, “Doll, I gotta say, it was so fun to watch you dash around the school~!” he cooed while gazing up at you. Your eyes shot down to meet his mischievous smile, confusion etched all over your face.

“My bad, beloved, this idiot doesn’t know how to explain anything. Doofus over here is trying to say we’ve been…keeping an eye on you since the start of the Purge.” Jiro chimed in.

“Didn’t know left from right, which way was the right way to go,” Sero’s breath against the side of your face caused you to jump at his closeness, “So helpless and alone. Glad we saved you when we did!”

“‘Cause we knew the rest were just as eager as we were to get their mitts on you! Took us forever to round you up since someone in this group thought they knew better than the rest of us. He kept trying to save you for himself!” she fake coughed and muttered, “Bakugou.”

Before the short-fused boy could tear her a new one, she sped into what other creepy confession of stalking she had, “But Sero’s right! There’s no telling what they could have done to have you…What they could do.” Mina pondered while burying her nose in your neck. You huffed and rolled your eyes at her exaggeration. They wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, they’re your friends! Your relief slowly waned as a nasty thought drifted through your mind, ‘Well…I figured, even if the virus was real, they’d never get infected. Now look where we are…’

“What lines they’d cross.” Jiro insisted she leaned her head on your unoccupied shoulder. You shook your head in an attempt to clear the unearthed doubt. They wouldn’t truly hurt you; you knew that! ‘But look at the position you’re in now. Kidnapped, tossed around, treated like a trophy to be won…,’ Fear clamped its icy grip around your throat tighter than any of Sero’s tape ever could. Would they seriously hurt you to satisfy the obsessive cravings overthrowing their conscious minds?

“What boundaries they’d push.” Sero ran his pointer finger up your side that sent a shiver down your spine. The more you listened to their words, the more anxiety crept into your brain. Their strategically planted seed festered in your mind, corrupting the previous image you had of your friends. You felt afraid. Scared of them and for your safety. Why didn’t you feel confident in your skills as a hero-in-training anymore? You’re strong, your talents are still there, you didn’t just magically lose them or your quirk! But you felt…weak? You don’t know, maybe all the stress of running around tonight, losing your friends to this illness, is starting to catch up to you. It’s messing with your head…

“(Y/N), you saw how they acted back at the auditorium. I was only trying to get you away from that birdbrain, octo-weirdo, and Deku’s little nobodies. They’re dangerous. You couldn’t see that,” Bakugou cautioned, a gentler look dancing in his new neon pink eyes as he peeked at you over his broad shoulder, “Tch. Typical. You care about those insignificant extras more than your own safety.”

“Woah, Bakubro, chill! You know that’s just how they are,” Kirishima jumped to defend you, he always does, “That’s why we’re here to help you, hon’! We won’t let them take you again. I’d rather…I don’t know…uh…oh! I’d rather give up being manly and say Tetsutetsu is stronger than I am then do that!” Kirishima stated with a slam of his fist to his pec.

“Woah, Kiri! That’s quite the declaration! You’d do all that for this singular cutie here?” Denki egged him on, shooting up from his seat on the floor to his knees, wrapping his arms around your torso to cradle you close.

Kirishima gave a hearty laugh, “Of course, dude! Anything for the love of my life! My one and only! The keeper of my heart! The river to my…uh…mountain?” his speech shortly fell off as his brain desperately racked for more metaphors. The group burst into a fit of joyous laughter. Denki and Sero fell to the ground from their intense howling, Jiro and Mina clutched their sides from their cackling, hell, even Bakugou snickered at Kirishima’s cheesy proclamations.

You looked at the lot of them, smiling and near hysterical, and unconsciously let a quiet giggle slip past your lips. This is what you remember being around your classmates; hearty laughs shared between a blooming group of friends is what makes life worth living. You wanted to stay in this warmth, not go back out there where everyone is fighting tooth and nail against each other.

“Oh, love~! That laugh was the cutest thing ever! Kiri, keep acting dumb so they giggle more!” Mina mushed her cheek against yours as she squealed at your lovable nature.

“Okay, first, ouch. Words hurt, Mina. Second, I’m not dumb! That’s just how I am!” Kirishima pouted. A momentary silence fell over the group as they deadpanned at Ejirio’s reaction.

“You kinda are dumb, bro.” Sero quipped.

“Yeah. Wait, I got it! He’s a himbo!” Denki exclaimed. That comment sent the three of them into another fit of laughter. You couldn’t help but laugh along with them.

“Like you’re one to call someone dumb, dunceface.” Bakugou playfully sneered at the electric boy.

“What’s a himbo?” Kirishima muttered to himself in confusion.

Sero wheezed from lack of air in his lungs, “Uggghh. Nevermind, Kiri. We’ll tell you later. Owwww my sides!” Sero’s hand unconsciously drifted up your side which caused you to jolt at the unanticipated touch. Him, noticing this reaction, focused on you again and smirked.

“Oh~? Is our angel ticklish?” the dark-haired boy provoked. Your heart sank as you frantically tried to deny his claim. The rest of the group caught onto his game and quickly circled in for the kill like sharks in a feeding frenzy.

“Oh~? We really lucked out with you~!” Mina cooed. You felt heat rise to your face in nervousness as desperate muzzled curses tried to redirect their attention from your weakness. You stopped mid-protest as another fleeting touch grazed the sensitive parts of your neck. Your shoulders shot up the best they could to try and protect yourself as Jiro drifted her hand back to her side with a malicious grin stretched across her cheeks. She laughed at your endearing attempts to deny them their fun.

“You’re way too easy to tease, love~,” Sero’s honeyed tone made you jump in your seat.

“But that’s what makes it fun~!” Mina sang with glee.

“And you all the cuter~,” Jiro whispered. You whined in distress, but the noise fell on deaf ears. Poking and prodding, they tested what made you squirm, giggle, shriek, and everything other reaction they could steal from your body. They were merciless in their pursuit to know what made you tick. After a few minutes, you looked over to Bakugou and Kirishima with tears in your eyes from the forced laughter wrung out of you, ready to fall to your knees and plead them to stop their friends, but you realized that wouldn’t work either. Judging by Bakugou’s cocky smirk and Kirishima’s giddy smile, they were content keeping quiet to watch their friends wring you dry of every noise and movement they could get. All of them had you feeling dizzy from the drowning-amount of attention they gave. You didn’t know how long you could handle their wandering hands and sugared words before passing out due to sheer embarrassment.

Though, you didn’t get the chance to faint as the gymnasium door was practically destroyed open.

“KACCHAN!” a furious voice roared across the room. ‘Oh shit,’ you panicked, unconsciously trying to sink back into yourself due to fear of the sheer rage in the boy’s tone. There’s only one person who calls the explosive quirk-user that, and you really don’t want to be in the vicinity of their inevitable bone-breaking fight. Mina squeezed you closer to her, preventing you from shimmying away.

Across the gym floor, stood Deku and his virus-mad motley crew, Iida, Uraraka, Momo, Shoto, and Tsu. His body glowed with sparks of lightning dancing around himself, explaining why the door was nothing but splinters now. He looked pissed. There were very few times you saw him this upset, and considering you’re the root cause of his annoyance towards his friends made you more than a little frightened. As you investigated your classmates behind the green-haired boy, you noticed they all shared that similar infuriated expression. This was not going to end well, but which party would reign victorious in the end was unclear.

“Heh. You’ve got a lotta nerve showing up here, Deku. You never know when to give up when you’ve lost.” Bakugou glared at him. All Deku did was give a twisted grin, one that mimicked a friendly aura but subtly twitched due to how forced it had been.

“Thought you knew that by now, Kacchan~! What can I say, you can’t get rid of me~,” Izuku taunted, stepping into the room with his buddies following closely behind.

“Yeah. It’s annoying. You’re like a damn cockroach.” Bakugou spat, Kirishima lurking closely behind him.

Izuku laughed, “Yes, yes, I’ve heard that from you before. I feel like we’ve been down this lane too much too often, don’t you? So why don’t we cut to the chase, hmm~? Long story short, you have someone I want,” he drawled while leisurely waltzing across the shiny floors towards your captors. Denki, Sero, and Jiro all stood up from their seats to join the two boys ahead to create a barrier in front of you.

“OMG, there they are! Hi, darling~~~! Miss me~?” a cutesy voice echoed. You gasped when you recognized that as Hagakure’s voice, she’s here?!

“I’m sure they did, Hagakure.” No way, Ojiro too?!

“It’s likely. They’d miss any of us compared to being with that brute.” a deeper voice added. Hang on, was that…Tokoyami?!?! No…are they…? It’s as if your worst nightmare came to life as you watched seemingly all of your classmates pour into the gym one after the other. Koji, Shoji, Tokoyami, Sato, Aoyama, all of the people you’d encountered beforehand on this dreadful night filed in and were facing down your current keepers.

“Wow,” Denki marveled, “The whole gang’s here. Like we’re having a party or somethin’!”

“So, you’re all working together?” Sero tested.

“That’s the plan.” Aoyama answered.

“I see,” Sero quipped, “and how long do you say ‘til it falls apart?”

“Falls apart? What are you suggesting? That we’ll–,” Shoji hissed.

“Jealousy is quite the nasty thing,” Mina implied, picking at her nails, “Very dangerous. Not hard for a group to break up over a…difference of opinion later down the line. I’m just looking out for our baby! Don’t want them falling into the wrong hands, you know?”

“The only ‘wrong hands’ they’re falling into right now are yours.” Tsu dared.

“Let’s make this easy. Hand ‘em over, and this mix-up will all be over! We’ll leave you alone to go about the rest of your Purge unprovoked and unharmed.” Momo persuaded with a gentle smile.

“Yeah, right, Yaoyorozu! Like we’d be that unmanly and not put up a fight!” Kirishima barked out a chuckle.

“But they’re not yours to have possession over!” Koji wailed, frustrated tears building up in his eyes.

“What, like you do?” Denki scoffed.

“We had them first.” Shoji, Tokoyami, and Dark Shadow spoke up.

“And look lost them,” Jiro snarked, “but by that logic, we had them last, so we get final say what happens to them.”

“Not happening.” Shoto quickly shot down Jiro’s suggestion.

“Save your breath, Icy Hot, people who actually have something of value to say are talking!” Bakugou sneered. Shoto crossed in front of Deku over to Bakugou and grabbed the outspoken teen by the collar.

“You’re really gonna try that, Bakugou? You really think you deserve their kindness? Their love?” Shoto threatened, the chill from his quirk activating sent a shiver down your spine.

“Yeah, I DO! I sure-as-hell deserve it more than your ungrateful ass!” Bakugou snarled, the unmistakable POP POP of his quirk firing off from his palms filled the tense air.

“Back off, man!” Kirishima tried to usher Todoroki away from Bakugou. Deku and Iida were fast to Shoto’s aid as they closed the distance between the opposing groups.

“He’ll back off when you give us what we are due!” Iida got in the redhead's face. The amping hostile energy flinging around the room caused everyone to crowd closer to the commotion, all parties on edge and waiting for a fist to fly or a quirk to fire.

While all the chaos stirred within the clashing groups, no one noticed a quiet presence slip into the stadium.

“What a mess we’ve got here.” the voice of the final member of Class 3-A echoed around the gym. Everyone stopped their bickering to acknowledge the intrusion, and all saw Hitoshi Shinsou slouched against the opposite wall a few yards away. Your classmates upped their guard at the intruder, no one willing to answer him due to that powerful quirk of his.

Of course, our ever-unafraid Bakugou is the first to pipe up, “Ha?? What’s speech-freak doin’ here? He with you, shitty nerd?”

“No. Not yet, at least.” Deku grumbled to his rival, straightening out his hero uniform and turning his body to fully face the purple-haired boy. Shinsou pushed himself off of the wall and slowly sauntered over to the group. He never failed to remind you of a sly, cunning cat weightlessly prancing around dark alleyways or behind people’s backs.

“What’s the issue?” he asked.

“Um…you trying to say you haven’t noticed all the crazy shit that’s been going on around UA for the past few hours?” Denki raised an eyebrow.

“No, I have, idiot,” Shinsou groaned, “I’m nowhere near as dense as you.” The witty joke caused a giggle to ripple through the whole group, much to Denki’s despair, but it surprisingly sparked hope in your heart. They laughed! Maybe they’re not as mad as they were a few seconds beforehand…maybe…maybe Shinsou could stop all this! Slap some sense into the love-crazed students! You let out a few muffled cries, succeeding in getting his attention. As well as the rest of your classmates’. Even though Shinsou definitely noticed your struggling, he didn’t say or do anything about it, just stared at you in your tape bindings. You tried to yell louder, but Mina assumed you were only acting up and cooed sweet nothings in your ear, like you were a fussy baby.

Deku grabbed the attention of the room, “We were trying to work out a compromise to get (Y/N) back, but Kacchan’s being difficult. He’s not handing them over.”

“I’m not gonna hand them over to a nobody like you! They deserve better than that cruel punishment.” Bakugou cursed. As soon as the tension left, it came right back with Katsuki’s harsh insults. You groaned at his overwhelming audacity. His lack of social cues was truly baffling at times.

“Punishment?! We’re trying to save them from this! From you!” Uraraka seethed.

“We’re beyond worried that they’ll be hurt staying with that group,” Ojiro explained to Shinsou, “Too much could go wrong without us there to intervene.”

“Understandable. They’re only concerned, boom boy. Can you prove to them you’re not going to hurt (Y/N)?” Shinsou countered.

“LIKE I’D BE THAT CARELESS, EXTRAS! They’re the most important thing in the world. Their safety is much more significant to me than any of yours.” Bakugou ranted.

“Really? Wrapping them up in tape and dragging them several feet in the air through a hole in the ceiling somehow doesn’t scream ‘safe’ to me.” Sato objected.

“I was totally being safe with them! I’d like to see you try that with your quirk, Sato.” Sero defended himself.

“Yeah! And I didn’t see any worry about safety when Tsu practically ripped them in half from Hagakure, Ojiro, and Koji while Iida was speeding down the hall like a maniac!” Kirishima snapped with his sharp teeth gritted tightly together.

“Didn’t look like anyone was concerned in the auditorium either!” Mina added.

“We didn’t start it,” Tokoyami exclaimed, “You three were the ones hunting them down like an animal at the start of the Purge.” He pointed to Momo, Shoto, and Bakugou. Shoji didn’t verbally respond, but he nodded his head in agreement.

“We searched for them because Bakugou and Izuku scared them into hiding right when the Purge started!” Momo answered.

“Don’t try that, Yaoyorozu! You’re lucky I even agreed to help you find them! Not like you would’ve gotten close without me.” Bakugou warned.

“We would’ve found them sooner if you two hadn't gotten greedy and tried to take them for yourselves.” Shoto commented, looking directly at Deku as he said those words. Guess he has some bottled-up aggravation concerning Izuku.

“Careful who you point your finger at, Todoroki,” Uraraka and Tsu got in front of Izuku, “We’re working together, remember?”

Everyone had somehow become extremely aggressive, even more so than before Shinsou arrived. Your classmates crowded closer and began arguing with one another, bickering, accusing their friends of stealing the limelight, blaming everyone else for the actions that had caused this mess, everyone pointing fingers around for the mistakes that had been made. This was escalating into dangerous territory; if this energy kept up, it wouldn’t be long until someone let loose of their quirk. All you could hope is you wouldn’t be caught up in the crossfire.

Your eyes flickered around the angry faces, trying to see if anyone had at least some bit of cohesive thought left in their infected brains, until your eyes landed on Shinsou. You were going to look away, distracted by the increasing volume of your friend’s yelling, until you stopped and really looked at him. As Shinsou was always level headed and a non-expressive individual, you thought his face would be one of concern or maybe even annoyance due to all the racket, but all he expressed was a satisfied eyes and a wicked smile. Your heart plummeted to your stomach for the nth time as you realized, watching his eyes swirl in pink glee, that this was his plan all along. Be the last to show up in the fight for your love, waltz into the fiery conversation being calm and collected, play a bit of ‘therapist’, and watch in delight as his questions send the group into a downward spiral of greed and chaos.

“Darling~,” Hagakure’s voice invaded your foggy brain, causing you to jump, “Woah! It’s okay! It’s just me. I’m gonna pull you off her lap, okay? I’ll get you out of here, away from all these scary people~.”

“HEY! Back off, Hagakure!” Mina jumped into action after hearing her quiet voice. She yanked you away from the invisible girl onto her opposite side.

“Kero, Hagakure, we agreed we’d do this as a team! Stick to the plan,” Tsu protested, quite literally hopping over to you and wrapping her hands around your shoulders. She tried to pull you away from Mina, but the pinkette just held onto you tighter.

“Not cool, Tsu! Get off of Sparks!” Denki zapped over to the frog girl and tried tugging her away from you. The arguments halted as the room’s attention was back on you. You were quickly swarmed with the obsessed students, hands grabbing your body anywhere and everywhere they could, everyone trying to get the advantage against the others all at once. Resentful words and threats were flung in every direction, everyone participating in the madness. Your head spun with the uncomfortable amount of people fighting for your attention and the multiple pairs of hands holding onto you, but you were also afraid that everyone would go through with the threats of violence they promised. You hummed with worry, trying to warn them of the devious plan Shinsou was no doubt brewing, but if anyone could hear your muffled pleas over the shouting, no one cared to stop and listen to what you wanted.

“Enough! You’re not going to shove me out of what I deserve this time, Kacchan,” Izuku yelled over the sea of madness, “Just accept that I’ve won!”

“Won?! You think you won?! HA! Last I checked, losers don’t get the prize, shitty nerd! They NEED us! They NEED ME!” Bakugou exploded.

“I’d rather die than let you touch them with your filthy hands again.” Todoroki spoke in a gravelly growl. Everyone tossed in their own threats against the group after Shoto spoke, until a tiny voice begged the final question.

“But who does (Y/N) really belong to?” The seemingly innocent question rang out like a delicate bell chiming in a gentle breeze.

Every one of Class 3-A’s mouths worked faster than their jealous brains as they all shouted out at the purple-haired genius, “ME!”

And the room goes dead silent as nearly every member of Class 3-A is now fully under the mind control of Hitoshi Shinsou.

“Hmph. You guys made that too easy for me.” Shinsou chuckles at the vast horizon of slack jaws and dull eyes that stared back at him, awaiting command.

“Thought at least Yaoyorozu or Izuku would catch on, but I guess our darling just has that kind of mind-numbing effect on everyone. They’ve got that natural kind of gentle sweetness everyone goes braindead for, heh.” he continued, flicking Aoyama in the forehead as he walked past.

“Everyone,” Shinsou began his first command to the group, “stop crowding around (Y/N). Back away from them. I want to see them.” Without a beat of hesitation, the rest of your classmates wordlessly took a few generous steps back to cease surrounding you. You’re sure that all of them are mentally screaming endless curse words and plotting all the ways they could terrorize the boy for this heinous act, but none of their faces expressed that. Not a speck of personality could be found in any of them, all of them had turned into blank canvas void of emotion. That scared you to your core.

Shinsou slowly closed the distance between you two. You tried everything you could to squirm away, to run from his unwanted affection, except Mina was still strapping you to her chest. With her strong arms firmly fastened around your cocooned body, it left no room to navigate an escape route.

Hitoshi reached your seat on the pink girl’s lap, crouched down so you were face-to-face with his neon pink infested eyes, and smiled, “Hi, little escapee~”

He cupped your trembling face and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear as he spoke with a pout, “You’ve sure been busy tonight, keeping these fools entertained for so long. I know I took forever to get here, I’m sorry about that, but I’m proud of you for waiting for me. I’ll be sure to reward you for being so patient and brave. You knew I was looking for you though, right? I’d never let them actually succeed in taking you away from me.”

“When you ran for a safe spot at the beginning of the Purge, I knew they’d track you down eventually, so I simply waited. Saved my energy for when I knew I could steal you right out from under them. I watched them chase you from floor to floor, through rooms and stairwells. It was awful. Absolutely shameful that they’d put someone they call their “darling” through all that trauma,” he kissed your forehead, “But that’s over with. I’m here now, and as long as I’m here, I won’t let those idiots drag you through anymore of their silly games ever again.” You let out angry cries as you thrashed in your seat. You can’t believe you thought he’d try to help you. Of course your last hope was disease-ridden as well. It’s a miracle that you’re not showing symptoms of their virus either, could you be immune somehow? Or maybe you’re not a hospitable environment for the parasite…either way, mentally theorizing about the virus’ infection protocol didn’t stop Shinsou from carrying on with his plan.

He commanded Mina to, “Release (Y/N).” She immediately loosened her arms around you and let them flop to her sides. Before you could flail away, he cradled his arms around your back and under your knees, and lifted you off of Mina. His grin stretches at the adorable yelp that comes from you.

You’re rendered defenseless as he casually saunters away from your zombified classmates, your body elegantly trapped in the sticky tape, sat neatly in his strong arms.

Unable to leave without one final gloat, Shinsou turns back to smirk at the students, “All of you were wrong earlier, by the way. It’s me, dumbasses.”

Suddenly, a cocky voice chuckles behind the mind-controlling boy, “I wouldn’t be too sure about that, kid~...”

~ To Be Continued… ~

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UPDATED MASTERLIST

All works contain dark content which means dubcon/noncon/possessive behavior/abuse/toxicity in some form

All have a FEM! Reader

fics are bolded

Currently working on: pt 2 of squid game! salesman x reader

SERIES MASTERLIST

ATTACK ON TITAN:

Eren Yeager:

1. Scumbag!Eren who won't let reader go

2. Toxic Boyfriend!Eren

3. Abusive!Husband

4. Yandere!Eren @ Party

5. Bully Eren Headcanons

6. mean!Eren drabble

7. toxic!reader

8. am i warm enough for you? [possessive!eren]

9. haze [toxic! frat boy eren]

10. party hour drabbles [scumbag!eren]

11. 400 follower special eren angst drabble

12. obsessive!older brother eren thoughts

13. more older!stepbro eren hc's

14. eren!squid game!Au

15. reader tries to get help from armin against bully!eren

16.crown prince imagine

17. drugdealing eren

18. stockbroker eren hc's

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS, ASSHOLE EREN SERIES

1. seems like the life i need is a little distant (personal fave)

2. will be posted soon

MAIN BULLY EREN SERIES

PART 1. HEADS WILL ROLL

PART 2.OFF WITH YOUR HEAD

PART 2.5: compliance

BULLY!Eren AU

. AU!Bully!Eren Angst fic

BULLY EREN BABYTRAPS YOU

1. partum

2. something borrowed

3. anyone who knows what love is

EREN YEAGER AND ARMIN:

1. Melted Candles (toxic!eren x reader x manipulator!armin)

in between obsessive!armin and obsessive!eren

Armin Arlert:

Overprotective Older Brother Armin

in between obsessive armin and obsessive eren

Mean!Tutor!Armin

Things manipulative armin would say to you

yandere!armin

BNHA:

Shigaraki:

*Yandere!Obsessive Loser*

*More Bully Shigaraki Headcanons*

*some more bully!shiggy hc's*

*Jealous!Bully!Shigaraki*

* Bully!Shigaraki mourning dead reader *

* Bully!Shigaraki with a strong reader *

shiggy blackmails reader

Bully Shigaraki x Reader

bully!shigaraki finds out you have a bf

Katsuki Bakugo:

*Bully!Bakugo HC's*

on the rocks [scumbag!bakusquad]

TODOROKI BROTHERS:

youngest sister

Bully Headcanons (Multi-Fandom):

*Bully Headcanons*

TODOROKI SHOTO:

toxic!shoto

haikyuu:

yan!bully suna

bully!miya twins drabble

Impatient [yan!miya twins]

JJK:

over-protective choso-nii

NAOYA ZENIN:

cocky professor!naoya

college au! naoya x reader

doggystyle hc's

how naoya likes to punish reader

other:

light yagami manga edit

#father time and baby new year #masterlist #attack on titan fanfiction #dark content blog #tw dark themes #tw dark content #yandere haikyuu #yandere shigaraki #x reader blog

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yandere!bakusquad (separate) headcanons.

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

mina ashido ::

⇢ she sends you love letters before she’s kidnapped you, each getting more and more detailed about your life, no longer cute and wholesome

⇢ being a delusional yandere, she takes your fear as excitement and nervousness. she won’t ever stop sending you letters until you’re in her arms.

⇢ once she has you, mina will never stop touching you in someway. she loves pda, the “p” standing for “private” because she’s a yandere.

⇢ she will swaddle you and decorate you with blankets

kyouka jiro ::

⇢ she would definitely kidnap you but she would try and do it as peacefully as possible

⇢ she would drug you to knock you out, sneaking into your home late at night as to not disturb any neighbors you may have

⇢ kyouka would slowly introduce herself into your life, leaving you mostly alone except to bring you food and drinks

⇢ you would probably get stockholm syndrome with her the fastest out of all the other yanderes on this list

ejiro kirishima ::

⇢ likely tells bakugo how much he’s obsessed with you. feel free to take this as bakugo understanding perfectly just how obsessed he is but not really caring or bakugo just thinking he’s exaggerating as usual.

⇢ if he decides he doesn’t want to kidnap you, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to manipulate you and the people around you. you could even be locked up 6 days out of the week and no one would believe you if you told them ejiro had you locked up.

⇢ if (kinda) darker themes aren’t your thing:

⇢ he would buy you so many stuffed animals, blankets, and pillows to fill your bed. as much as he would love to be your only source of warmth and have you cling onto him for heat, he wants to give you space as you’re getting to know him and your new home.

katsuki bakugo ::

⇢ you are aware of the punishments your kidnapper has threatened you with if you were to ever disobey him or run away

⇢ you also know how lenient he is with you, never being able to force himself to lay a hand on you (with an exception if you ran away)

⇢ his punishments are usually taking away luxuries or being locked alone for an extended period of time

⇢ the latter is more difficult for bakugo than you, if we’re being honest

⇢ he does love to take care of you, often making you feel infantilized

denki kaminari ::

⇢ poor baby is so delusional

⇢ he might accidentally end up killing you if you don’t gain his trust quickly to get his permission to take care of yourself

⇢ denki is the type of person to feed you granola bars and eggs everyday and think that’s a suitable meal

⇢ he would also gift you many things. necklaces, specifically. he’s not even really sure why, he just likes giving them to you.

sero hanta ::

⇢ all he wants to do is mark you as his

⇢ hickies, initial necklaces, sweatshirts, you name it and he’s used it to mark you as his before

⇢ don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t mean it in a “i own you” way, but he just gets incredibly jealous when anyone gets an ounce of your attention

⇢ none of them deserve it, heck, he doesn’t even deserve it. but he’s the only one who worships you as you should be worshiped so who else should deserve it more than him?

⇢ ps. he has definitely considered getting a matching tattoo with you but was afraid of tainting your skin. if you wanted one and brought it up to him first he would be a bit hesitant. however, after he saw you with the final result he would realize that it only made you even more perfect.

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