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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month

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YANDERE FATGUM HEADCANONS

Have you SEEN how RIPPED this guy can be? One teensy little slip up, he will not hesitate to take severe and drastic measures for making you behave. Don't get fooled by his looks, and like people say, don't judge a book by its cover. Despite his innocent and harmless friendly side towards you, if you drive him over the edge, or if he's interacting with his rival, he WILL reveal his scary dark side

This guy is delusional and possessive as a yandere. He has the image of you both happily married and you having his kids in his head and thinks you both were DESTINED to be with each other. Everytime you praise him for something or compliment him, it's just going to add up to MORE of his deluded fantasies

He's also going to be very overprotective of you since he views you as a tiny defenseless kitten that needs to be protected. He won't do anything that'll make you uncomfortable, in fact, he is very well aware that his feelings for you weren't normal at all, but, he'll still kidnap you. He'll give you as much time as you want to adjust to your new lifestyle since he understands you'll be frightened and scared

He won't force himself upon you but sometimes, once in a while, he WILL demand cuddles from you. That's IT. And maybe some light forehead kisses. Nothing more, nothing less, PERIODT. He won't keep you tied up and all that. He'll just place a quirk cancelling cuff on your ankle and he'll let you roam around the house whenever you want

He's the 'I'm sadistic with others and not with you' type of yandere. At least, that's what I think. With you, he'll behave like an obsessed love-struck puppy that'll look like a KICKED puppy when you don't return his affections but with the others, he'll be the living entity of HELL himself and frankly, this man is scary when he's angry

He'll take his time torturing his rivals and his enemies. He just wants you to be safe and feel protected by him. And of course, like every other yandere, he's afraid of losing you and someone trying to steal you away

Speaking of him cuddling you, you're so tiny compared to him that his entire hand almost covers your whole stomach as he clutches you to his chest in a bone crushing embrace. But, don't worry, he'll give you space to breathe. But you still can't help get the feeling of him snapping your neck in half like a twig if you do something wrong though he promised he won't lay even a finger on you. This guy drinks his respect women juice and even DROWNS in it. He's a very gentlemanly guy

If you act up, his face will quickly darken, but he'll just hold your wrists to his chest till he gets you to stop wriggling and behaving badly and THEN, he'll smother you in MORE affection because he feels the reason you're acting up was because he wasn't giving you enough attention

A request, don't talk about other people too frequently while you're with him unless you want hear about their 'accidental' deaths the next day on the news channel. He's the type of yandere who DESPISES and HATES it when you speak about other people and when you think of them. Why can't you just focus only on HIM? Those attention seeking rascals don't deserve to even LOOK at you. So. he'll just his connections and his influence as a pro hero and hire some people to kill that person to make it look like an accident

Will never insult you. He'll just scold you gently like some naughty toddler. Overall, he's not that bad of a yandere to you but trust me, you don't want to see his dark side.....

''My sweet little dumpling, I wonder how we'll look together when we have a family of our own. It'll be splendid won't it?''

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2-dsimp · 11 days

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Smonophillia

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(Female reader!)

🔞MDNI🔞

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Cw: Overstimulation, excessive creampies, overstimulation, dacryphillia, degradation, praise, begging,

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The Dramatic Beggars

“Baby please lemme in there! I promise I’ll make you feel so good! Haah you teasing me? Are you really even asleep right now? Fucking having your slutty pussy suckle on the tip my cock but not letting me in any deeper—Ahn! Darling please make some room for me in that delicious cunt of yours. I’ll die if I can’t cum inside you”

He whimpered pathetically into the crook of your neck deeply inhaling your lovely scent as he rutted desperately against the crease of your ass. Trying to dig his cock deeper inside you whilst you lay there slumbering on peacefully. Unaware that you’re pushing your lover to the brink of insanity as your snatch clamped down harshly on the sensitive mushroom tip of his throbbing cock. Denying him of any further entry inside your welcoming wet heat due to how tight your walls constricted his movements.

The greedy opportunists

“Damn Doll you look so gorgeous when you’re stuffed so full of me. Awe look at you squirming n moaning in your sleep like a whore. Are you having a wet dream about me molding the shape of my dick inside your gummy walls or is my fat cock too much for you? If that’s the case… Don’t worry sweetheart I’ll make sure you get well acquainted with my size. By stretching you out every god damn night with every chance I get my precious little fucktoy”

He chuckled deviously delivering deep long strokes inside your squelching cunt. Making sure to pound his shaft roughly inside of your gooey plump walls hitting that spongey sweet spot that made you cream endlessly on his invading thick dick. That repeatedly ravaged your guts in an effort to make your cunt mold itself in his cocks image. As his fat tip kept kissing the tip of your cervix with every mean pelvic thrust.

The stress fuckers

“Oh fuck yeah that’s the good stuff! You always manage to brighten up my day with your pretty pussy babe. I can’t thank you enough for allowing me to take out all my frustrations and stress from work inside your tight cunt. Fuck! you really know how to treat a man right my sweet baby girl.”

He gushed lovingly as he continued to rub the tip of his cock up and down your puffy pussylips. Licking his lips with a happy go lucky grin as he gently but firmly wrapped his hands around your neck as you slept while he proceeded to ease his long pulsating dick inside your puckered slicked hole. Moaning in satisfaction as he began rocking his hips against your ass. Making sure to bury his long shaft deep inside your sweltering dripping snatch. Using you as he pleased as he fucked away all his earlier frustration and stress from work, abusing your pussy in the most ravenous ways.

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lesinquietes · 7 months

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I’ve been working on some yandere Hawks stuff recently and this really disturbing really fucked up and delicious thought crossed my mind. Like, imagine a normal AU, where Keigo is a cop because “heroes” aren’t a thing. Hawks is his alias because he’s sharp and always gunning for the target. He’s in the force with all his buds, like Fatgum, Endeavour, Tokoyami… and you’re his baby :) you’ve been his girl since before he joined the force, five years ago. You’ve seen him at his worst and his best; likewise, he’s seen you excel at what you’re good at and bomb at your areas of opportunity. But you two loved each other through it all.

Aw. So cute!… if that’s where this story ends. But it’s not.

Tw; 18+, isolation, noncon, spanking // yandere hawks x fem!reader

So, as the years go on, Keigo gets jaded, right? Because let’s not kid ourselves about the corruption happening in cop stations; there’s a lot that goes on. It really grates at a man. Toxic masculinity galore, the attitudes of working life as an office aren’t always the best. And Keigo is the type to take shit home with him without realizing it.

He gets possessive as fuck over you after an accident. You hurt yourself real bad and you have to take extended leave from work to heal up. Of course, he blames himself and the filth of this world. That’s why don’t end up going back to work after you’re better — he convinces you not to. That’s also why he insists that you don’t leave the condo without him, and if you do, you have to report back on a tight schedule. Here’s hoping you’re good at time management.

But here’s the worst part. If you ever decide that this life isn’t for you, there’s no way in hell you’re getting away. Running is futile. There are eyes everywhere. Fatgum around the corner. Tokoyami up on a nearby roof. Endeavour across the street. You don’t stand a chance.

So you’ll just have to stay with Keigo forever and be the best woman in the world for him :’) what else is there to do? You’ll get used to it. You’ll learn to love him.

Honestly though, his trust in you declines the more you try your luck. Before long, he decides to isolate you in the spare room and visit you sparingly. If you have nothing and no one, you’ll be happier to see him over time, right? That’s precisely what happens. He takes everything from you, although he is gracious enough to leave you with a bed. When you’ve lived with the absolute bare basics for only three days, your head starts to split open. He drops off your food and you want to talk, want to touch, want to be acknowledged. He doesn’t give in the first few times. Eventually, he can’t bring himself to ignore you any longer.

He vows only to use isolation when you begin to cop an attitude with him. It’s easy to remind you how to be grateful when the threat of imprisonment looms over you every day, when you walk by the spare room. He notices you rush a bit faster as you pass it. It’s like you’re nervous it’ll suck you back in.

Isolation isn’t the only thing he uses. He doesn’t beat you, like some of his colleagues do with their wives; he spanks you. If you want to act like a brat, he’ll treat you like one. Whenever his belt comes off, you know to bend over the nearest surface and take what he gives you. The more compliant you are, the more lenient he’ll be. That depends entirely on what you did to deserve it in the first place, however. He’s beaten your cute little ass so hard that you could feel the remnants of his fury whenever you sat down. The pain lasted for weeks. You’ve been careful not to push him to that limit since.

One time, when he was piss drunk at an office party, he started to take off his belt when you suggested he abstain from another glass of whiskey. Like a good girl, you instinctively searched for a place to bend over, before you realized you were in public. Then, you begged. He didn’t listen until he dragged you onto his lap and Endeavour happened to walk in. He didn’t utter a word of the event to anyone else, of course, but he certainly had a few things to say when the pair found themselves alone. It turns out he’s just as big of an asshole to his wife as Keigo is to you — perhaps even more! So his secret is safe with good ole Enji.

But yeah, escape? Over time, you won’t want to anymore. It’s simpler just to accept your role and be who he wants you to be. Why exhaust yourself trying to pursue a life that will never again be yours? You live for Keigo, now, and he lives for you. This is the way it should be 🥺

#tw yandere #tw noncon #oh my god yes im writing this #yandere hawks x reader #yandere keigo x reader #female reader

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ofallthingsnasty · 2 years

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Imagine of Fatgum successfully bred you and it had unseen benefits that his babies were huge making it much harder for you to move around then in a normal pregnancy but more moody luckily he doesn't mind holding you close to him till you relax or pass out

hjsd big man = big babies. I like how you think anon 😂💕 god, I inherited my mom's terrible hips, so a big baby would rip me apart 😭 Please no-

tw. pregnancy, yandere, emotional manipulation, minors dni Oh, he'd love that. Absolutely cherishes this time, in fact. He's such a caretaker, no other word for it. And when you're pregnant with his baby, he's gonna bend over backward to make you happy. It's a mix of him being so incredibly happy that you're expanding your little family and being obsessed with how dependent you become. He'll probably cry more than you will, just randomly staring at you waddling around, with your bump growing every day. He just loves you so, so much and knows you'll create something beautiful together. Got any weird cravings? Wake him up during the night with newfound worries and anxieties about this whole... kids-thing? Need your hair held while puking, feet rubbed, a nice massage? He's 100% there and ready. He'll treat you like royalty for those nine-ish months - and does so with a smile.

But he's also... overly cautious. The moment that pregnancy test is even faintly positive, say bye-bye to lunch meats, soft cheese, caffeine, and a dozen other tiny things you've never thought about- He's subtle about it, too. He'd never tell you to lay off your daily coffee, but he won't buy a new pack of your favorite roast. If you ask for some, he'll make that weird, wistful face at you and say something about how too much caffeine isn't good for the baby. Of course, you follow the general recommendations, no alcohol, no smoking... But some things just seem a little too much, don't they? Then again, you're in this together and he just wants what's best for your baby. Then he gets antsy about you lifting anything heavy, staying up too late, even you working. You need rest, can't you see? Growing a baby is hard work, you don't need that stupid office job anyway, especially not when he earns well enough to support the three of you. You'll probably fight over this - or at least you try to confront him about it, but he just gets that teary-eyed look and acts so hurt, it immediately shuts you up. You should be grateful he cares so much, shouldn't you? You'll be doubting yourself every time those unpleasant feelings bubble up. Maybe it's really the hormones, the unknown whirl of feelings you have for that little thing in your body, that you feed with every ounce of yourself. He's a master at manipulating you, make no mistake. And when the baby gets big - so big you can feel your hips every time you walk, so big you could swear you're stretched to your limits, so big that even your bones ache under the strain - it plays right into his hands. You on bedrest would be heaven for him. Needing him, depending on him, only him. You'll never see him more lovestruck than when he coos over you, when he caters to every whim possible, when he gets to play nurse. And post-partum. Difficult, yes. But just another side of the same coin to him... He really shines when you need him most.

#ask #anon #tw.pregnancy #tw.yandere #yandere fatgum #yandere bnha #now... if fatgum didn't lowkey have cute aggression as a yan he'd be an easy pick #but alas...#/fatgum

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 2 years

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Ansjsoss yandere Gojo would love pussyjobs, he uses it to tease darling for hours waiting for his darling to give into him and beg for him to put it in, and when he does sink into darling, it's just instant orgasm for his darling (it's hard for to not orgasm too cuz he wants it just as bad but is stubborn enough to hold out cuz he wants to see darling submit to him) which Gojo will tease and adoringly mock darling for

Ofc its all the fictional men possible, i cant imagine all of them disliking it. Kinda reserved for when they particularly crave intimate moments with darling or enjoying them relaxed, or used as means of emotional manipulation

Assuming that it’s relatively consensual, I think most of the big, sweet and protective Yanderes would be into pussyjobs and/or thighjobs. Yanderes who might be scared that they’re too big for their Darling to handle. You know, like All Might, Fatgum, Katakuri, Kumadori (Underrated character. He’s the pink-haired CP9 guy with Kabuki-style makeup. He’s a bit over 11 feet tall! And he can control his hair which would be so useful to safely restrain his Darling!☺️), Colossus (Marvel/X-Men. Personally, I prefer the version from the Deadpool’s movies, but would work with any other version too), etc.

hawks does pussyjobs if he wants to feel really really close with his darling and make them feel good but doesn't want to go through the whole dilemma of darling screaming and crying at him because they don't want to get nonconned via insertion. "Please don't put it in"? guess he'll just put it against your folds. He makes sure to give that clit a lot o' attention too ofc.

Yandere Gojo, who pumps/breeds Darling full of his cum, and then she is full, she thinks sex is finally stopped. But then, Satoru presses her stomach and the cum is poured out on sheets. "Oh dear, I guess I need to stuff you full again, princess~❤", he said, smirking, while Darling stares in horror.

Ok, Jason 100%. Darling doesn’t wanna fuck? That’s fine he won’t put it in.

YEEEE ALL OF YOU ARE CORRECT

#thots #yandere #fem darling #tw: dubcon #tw: noncon

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years

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= Masterlist =

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ Enjoy, my fellow sluts! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

Multipart Series

<コ:彡 My Hero Academia {MHA} / Boku No Hero Academia {BNHA}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hot Damn, Dragon Man~! - Fantasy AU! Dragon Master! Katsuki Bakugo X Witch! Reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Let the Purge Begin~ - Yandere! Class 1-A X Reader

Oneshots

<コ:彡 My Hero Academia {MHA} / Boku No Hero Academia {BNHA}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Sweets & Treats~ - FatGum (Taishiro Toyomitsu) X Chubby! Confectioner/Baker! Reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Caged Songbird~ - Yandere! Hawks/Keigo Takami X Reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hello Kitty Band-Aids~ - Dabi X Reader

Imagines

<コ:彡 Jujutsu Kaisen {JJK}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Sukuna X Chubby! Reader Smut 🔞

Headcanons

<コ:彡 My Hero Academia {MHA} / Boku No Hero Academia {BNHA}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Baku + Deku Squads - Being A Member of Both The Groups

#masterlist #fanfiction masterlist #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction links #directions #directory #links #help #my works #fandom #MHA #BNHA #x reader

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yandere-mha · 3 years

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Yo, since you gave me the yandere match up with fatgum, my brain has been racing thinking about how scary fatgum would be as a Yandere.

I mean, not only is he a very beloved pro-hero but he's a former cop with extensive knowledge of shady underworld stuff.

Can I have some yandere!Fatgum headcannons?

I’ve been waiting for this ask >:3

TW: KIDNAPPING, HOME INVASION, ABUSE, FORCE FEEDING, FORCED MARRIAGE, SIZE DIFFERENCE, MURDER MENTION.

READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Yandere Fatgum:

The most threatening part about yandere Fatgum is his apparent innocuous image that he paints himself as. The first time you truly realize just how large he is is when he slips up and shows you a more twisted side to himself. Whether this slip up has to do with his unhealthy obsession with you, his delusional “good husband” view of himself, or when he shows his rare bouts of menacing fury, you get the alarm bells ringing in your head. He seems like such a nice and adorable man that it comes at a great shock to you.

When I say that he’s delusional, I mean that when he kidnaps you and forces you to marry him, he’s under the genuine impression that he’s going to have a happy, “2.5 kids with a white picket fence” kind of life with you and if you even so much as deny your absolute joy of being his wife, he will go ballistic. He does not want to see himself as a bad person or to wake up from his romance novel day dream.

This is why, when you treat him with any sort of kindness he truly believes that you must be as in love with him as he is, even if you reject him initially. Surely you wouldn’t mind if he got some criminal with a lock picking quirk out of jail in return for letting him in your house in the middle of the night to climb in to bed with you. He’s your husband and it’s good practice for spouses to sleep in the same bed. Why. Are. You. Screaming??

Speaking of him cuddling you, you’re so tiny compared to him that his entire hand almost covers your whole stomach as he clutches you to his chest in a bone crushing embrace. It’s almost like an unnerving reminder that if you say the wrong thing, he could snap you in half like a twig. He’s almost done that by accident to you a few times and that wasn’t even when he was angry.

If you say any little thing that may take him out of his delusion even the slightest bit by accident (ie. referring to yourself as your real last name and not Toyomitsu), his face will get really dark but at the same time he’ll suddenly get too affectionate. When he gets like this, his smothering affection is bruising and comparable to that of Lennie from Of Mice and Men... maybe keep your hair cut short or tied up just to be safe.

Would absolutely use his underground connections to manipulate you. If you’re out and some thugs randomly attack you for him to pop out of a dumpster he was conveniently taking a nap in at that moment and rescue you, you know he made that happen. Still: treat him like a hero if you like your neck in one piece.

Very protective of you. No one is going to mistreat his “dumplin’”. Don’t talk shit about people if you’re not wanting to hear about their “accidental” death in the news the next morning.

Totally has a breeding/daddy kink. Boy wants to see you have as many of his babies/adopted children as possible. He’s always wanted a big family.

I know I’ve mentioned this before, but he also finds food to be the ultimate act of love and bonding. If he wants to bond with you, you’re sharing his plate of spaghetti with him like in Lady in the Tramp except if Lady had a metaphorical gun pointed to her head. If he feels neglected by you, he asks you to cook for him. If you cook for him without him having to ask, he thinks you just renewed your vows.

You whenever he forces you to share his food with him:

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mamamania · 3 years

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I'm not sure if you do this, but maybe I request some yandere headcanons of Fatgum? I just really love him, thank you 🥺❤

AHHHH YES- I've currently been reading a lot of yandere fatgum so I'm happy to put out more content for him 🥺💖💖 here you go bby 💞

♡♧~ He's definitely a possessive and obsessive yandere. Being constantly around you when he's back at his agency. Even when he's not there he wants to know what you're up to, so he has a few select coworkers keep tabs on you and report back to him with either photos of you going about your day or what your mood was.

♡♧~ Any co-workers that spill information on what their making him do suddenly won't be at work, and that person they told will suddenly end up missing in the news. No one ever suspecting him of anything.

♡♧~ Now when it comes to stalking you out of work that's something that frustrates him. With how tall he is it's super difficult for him to follow you home and make sure you're 'safe'. Which means he hired someone to go in and install cameras inside your apartment while you were at work. Making sure that nothing was out of place so you wouldn't be suspicious of a break-in.

♡♧~ Since your Taishiro's personal assistant, he insisted on having your office in his. Your desk just across from his, giving him a view of you whenever he pleases while working.

♡♧~ When it comes to it, he'll use his size to intimidate you into following him around at work. No matter how much you try and insist that your busy after work or during, he'll make sure you stay as long as he needs. Holding onto either your hand or keeping you in his belly the whole time.

♡♧~ Actually gets flustered and turns BRIGHT red if you show any affection back to him, hiding his face in his large hands.

♡♧~ It doesn't even have to be affection, your hand could just brush against his while exchanging papers and he won't stop thinking about how soft you are for days. Trying oh so hard to contain how bashful he is.

♡♧~ Deep down he may be more of a sick and twisted yandere but only his victims that wronged you see that side of him. Around you he'll be the bashful teddybear that you recognize.

♡♧~ You don't even notice that he's a yandere the entire time. Never noticing the tiny cameras everywhere in your apartment and on streets that have your route to work and to some favorite shops of yours to visit. The only thing that sticks out as odd in his behavior is him keeping you in his office.

♡♧~ Despite how soft he is though, he can be manipulative when he needs to. Making excuses for people suddenly disappearing or behavior that appears odd to you.

#yandere fatgum #yandere bnha #yandere #fatgum #fatgum x reader #x reader #yandere x reader #taishiro toyomitsu #mha taishiro #mha imagines

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sugoi-writes · 4 years

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Question! How in your opinion would fatgum, todoroki, deku and dabi react to their hero s/o getting almost mortally wounded in a fight with an enemy? (they live but they were lucky as hell ) and how do they take care of s/o afterwards?

*cracks knuckles* This is a long one, so buckle up!

TW: violence, bodily harm/body horror, hospitalization.

Scenario: You are in a burning, severely damaged building, helping with evacuation and rescue during a villain attack. As the building starts to collapse, you shove the remaining survivors out, but you fall with the building.

You have several steel pipes stabbing through you (stomach, right arm and leg), leaving you severely bleeding. To make matters worse, you’ve also earned some 2nd degree burns. You make it to the hospital... but how will your s/o react???

Fatgum

More than likely on patrol in another district, Fatgum hears a distress call from Sun Eater, who was making rounds with you.

He and R.R rush over to the scene, and all they see are collapsed buildings, fires, and people being rushed off in stretchers.

There are several heroes helping to fight off a BBEG who has a fire breath weapon/quirk, and super strength. He has countless goonies who are really giving the Pros some trouble.

Fatgum is acting as support, and notices that you were there as well, helping with rescue/evacuation. But Fatgum knows something is off.

As he intervenes, catching someone with his FatTaxi to slow their fall/momentum, he hears you scream,” GO, NOW!!!”

When the building collapses, it takes everything for Fatgum not to rush to the falling building and rubble.

He unfortunately gets caught up in a fight, and ends up having to go on the offensive to help the other Pros.

When all is said and done, Fatgum is in his slim form, completely exhausted. Kirishima is doing his best to help him, supporting his weight. When he sees you before FG, he tries to steer him away. FG, of course, refuses.

With him needing medical attention as well, he somehow manages to get in the same ambulance as you, and the two of you are carted to the hospital as Kirishima stays to help with cleanup.

When you are rushed into the ER for surgery, Fatgum wants nothing more than to be there... but he’s separated, and treated for his own injuries.

When he’s patched up, he spends HOURS outside of the operation wing, wanting to hear something, ANYTHING. He’s on the edge of his seat when Tamaki and Kirishima come to see him. They brought Fatgum some things to munch on, as they know by now that stress eating was one of the only ways to get him back to his jolly state.

It also helped take some edge off of the situation, as Fatgum looked visibly shaken. All he can hear was the sound of your desperate scream before the building started to crumble, constantly replaying in his mind.

When the group of 3 heroes are informed of your stabilized status, they’re all immediately relieved, but the doctor adds that you’d be knocked out until next morning, due to the medication(s) you were on.

When Fatgum is allowed to enter your room, he almost immediately rushes to your side, kissing your hand and gripping it tightly as he watches you breathe, labored and slow. Kirishima and Tamaki can only hover around and try to comfort him, knowing that he’s going to be stubborn, unable to leave your side until you wake up.

Fatgum will just kiss your bloodied, patched up knuckles, smiling shakily as he watches you recover,” ...hopefully you won’t have to see me like this when you wake up...” he says softly. He smiles sadly,” Even if you think it looks pretty hot... Hahaha... haaa...” His head hangs a little lower, his voice softening as he looks back up to your calm, emotionless face,” I could really hound you about not being more careful... but I’m not one to talk. Wake up soon, so I can bring you some takeout and see your smile again...”

When you do wake up, Kirishima is the one to shake Fatgum awake. Being in his slim state still, you’re the first to tense up. However, you start to cough, the tension in your chest making your ribs and stomach hurt. Fatgum pushes up back down, so you can lay back down.

“Don’t get up... I...I know I look rough. But I’m here for you, Gummy Bear. And I’m just glad that you’re okay.”

Todoroki

Todoroki, in the middle of training, gets a call from his sister. She sounds panicked, and urges Todo not to turn on the TV for any reason for the next few hours. Todoroki seems confused, and disregards his sister’s plea.

When he turns on the TV... he sees what’s happening. The burning buildings... the smug grin on the villain’s face... and countless bodies in the streets. The camera pans to several people being carted away on stretchers, and low and behold... you were one of them. You were unconscious, a mask over your face to supply you with fresh oxygen as the air continued to fill with smoke and ash.

Todoroki sprung from his spot, throwing his shoes and coat on almost violently. He knows his father would be on sight, as the Number One Hero, meaning that his agents were too. He makes several desperate calls to try and figure out where you were being taken. After the third attempt, someone finally caves and tells him. Todoroki knew that you were being rushed to the ER, and your surgery would be underway very shortly.

Todoroki is there within 15 minutes, and he immediately runs into his siblings, who were trying to intervene. They knew he would be there, and that he would be distraught.

As his sister tries to calm him, Todo’s breath is chilled the instant he exhales, and his hands are trembling, both of them subtly reflecting their quirks. He was a mess and a mixing pot of emotions. Who was responsible for this mess? Why were you on the scene, in a burning building, all alone? Why didn’t you have back up from the inside???

So many thoughts swarmed around in his head as he silently fumed and despaired, scared that the unthinkable could happen to you. But his siblings tried to keep him calm, talking with him and urging him to try and focus on positive thoughts.

When the doctor strolled out, bearing the mildly good news, Todoroki nearly broke, his hands coming up to his face and he shuddered, not wanting to show that he was in tears. He was relieved. He was furious. He was so scared for you.

The Todorokis were cautious as they walked towards your room. You were still unconscious, with a series of instruments and IVs hooked up to you to keep you stable.

Todoroki could only hesitantly cup your cheeks, watching as your breath fogged up the mask over your face. He sighed shakily, kissing the top of your forehead, careful to not accidentally move you.

“...I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there to help you...” he would rasp quietly, while his siblings stepped back,” ...I promise... never to leave your side again. No matter what happens, whatever agency you chose or where you’re assigned... I’ll be there to support you. I’ll never let this happen to you--to either of us--again...”

When you do wake up, Todoroki has both of his hands wrapped around one of yours, his head leaning on the headboard of your hospital bed. His siblings are long gone. When Todoroki slowly starts to wake up, he immediately feels a surge of relief, and kisses the top of your head again, tears flowing freely. This was the Todoroki you knew. The stoic exterior has broken, almost completely, as you lay there, unable to reach up and hug him back. You try to rasp something out, but your voice is shattered from your final screams of agony.

Todoroki calms himself, pulling away briefly as he gives you a very tired, relieved smile,” ..I-It’s going to be alright...I..I’m here now, baby...”

Izuku

Full Cowlings, Detroit and Delaware Smashes... Izuku is going ham on the scene of the incident, acting as a major player on the offensive team. He knows that you are the careful type, and typically trusts your judgements. After all, you were smart and your quirk was unique. The chances of you being in trouble were slim, as long as you had back up.

But as a villain grabbed him by his collar, and violently flung him against a building, he felt the ground beginning to shake. His eyes widened in horror as he narrowly recovered, a villain smashing violently into the compromised building.

He heard you scream, and that was it for him. He crouched down, using as much of OFA as he could, before springing towards your voice. However, this was the perfect window, and another villain snatched him up midair, slamming him back down to the ground below. By the time he covered, the building was already in ruins. Fury surged through him, as he mustered all he could into an obliterating series of kicks and punches, knocking several villains out of his way as he nearly pole vaulted towards you.

Izuku started moving rubble, able to identify where you fell by your wavering voice and hiccups of pain. Uraraka was quick to stop him, as his reckless actions could actually endanger you.

Uraraka lifted the parts of the building that were crushing you, and both she and Deku turned white as snow.

There you were, crumbled and trembling, your voice coming in heavy, wavering pants.

“Pl...Please... don’t... don’t look, Izuku...” you pleaded, immobilized. But Deku was already lunging towards you, barking over his shoulder for help. You started blacking out by this point. All you remember were visions of heroes prying you out safely. Nurses and field staff were carrying you. Lastly, you saw flashes of desperate, green eyes, looking to you in desperation.

“Please, Y/N! Don’t give up! Keep fighting to stay awake!”

However, despite your struggle to keep conscious, you lost the battle, and your vision faded to black. You couldn’t remember how long you slept. But occasionally, you would hear a voice or two, talking to or of you. Maybe it was the doctors... probably All Might, Izuku... all of these voices swirled in your mind as you rested, unable to rouse yourself. You were completely and utterly exhausted.

When you did wake up, All Might stood next to you, clutching his chest in relief. You tried to speak up, but he shushes you quickly, pointing to Izuku.

He was in the hospital bed next to you, almost as messed up as you were. Your heart dropped into your stomach, but All Might ruffled your hair, sighing.

“I understand... your relationship with Young Midoriya. He cares a great deal about you. But, at least for his sake... you need to be careful...” he would comment, shortly after asking you how you were feeling, and what you remember.

“Midoriya, the poor boy... he left straight for the front lines again when another building started to fall. I don’t know how he did it, but he managed to hold up almost half of the building... he saved so many people, but it ended up almost crushing him in the process. And even then... he still climbed up, and screamed that he would protect everyone.”

All Might sat on the edge of your bed,” ...he specifically said that he would protect you, too...”

Your eyes swelled with tears, as you listened to Izuku’s mentor. You were more than familiar with Izuku pushing himself and his body to its absolute limit, but supporting an entire building... that had to take insane mental and physical strength.

“The good news is: he will recover. Slowly, VERY slowly... but surely. The both of you are lucky to be alive. The bad news... is that you will both need pretty intensive care for about a month. But... until then, I was at least able to place him in the same room as you.”

All Might’s cheeks flashed with a small blush, as he sighed and scratched the back of his head,” Kids these days...” he grumbles tiredly, standing up slowly

“Try and get some rest. I’m sure you’ll need it once he wakes up.”

You nod, thanking All Might for the considerate update. You reach out, and are surprised to see that your hand could just barely reach the edge of his bed. You smile sadly, tears running down your cheeks,” ...you idiot... you had to go feral again, didn’t you?”

Dabi

He knew the ins and outs of this operation, as he was familiar with these set of villains initiating the attack. Shigaraki was more than happy to make his own move, using the other attack as a distraction.

Dabi trusted that you would not be in the district, thinking that you would be wrapped up in a boring patrol or worse... paperwork. But boy, was he wrong.

Word got to him quickly, as Toga went undercover, against Dabi’s wishes. Feigning as an innocent bystander, she saw you falling, and ultimately had thought you died. She warned Dabi not to come, and that this was what he gets for getting involved with a Pro Hero.

Dabi did not like that. And Dabi would see to it that you would be safe from now on.

Long after your surgery, in the middle of the night: that was when he appeared.

Many of the staff were long gone, and it had dwindled down to the few souls on the graveyard shift. Many were so tired from the amount of patients they had, hurriedly making their rounds so they could lounge/decompress from the horrors they saw today.

Sneaking through the roof’s entrance, Toga was more than able to snag a new disguise, blood and all. As she strolled through, dressed as one of the nurses. Meanwhile, Dabi was dressed in all black, slinking a few feet behind her with a turtleneck, coat, and shades on.

He would duck into open rooms and corridors should anyone pass, while Toga was more than capable of keeping up her ruse.

When they got to the Post-OP ward, it took only a few tries to find you.

And there you were... laying so weakly, defenselessly on your hospital bed, countless machines hooked onto you. Toga would later regret not taking any of your blood for future use.

Toga locked the door behind them as Dabi closed in on you, reaching out to you,”...Little mouse... it’s time to wake up.”

Your eyelids flutter as a new voice invades your senses, before a cool hand presses to your forehead. You feel Dabi’s hand brush your hair away from your face, before you slam your eyes open.

You practically seize at the sight of him before you, unable to move. You trembled softly, a cautious smile stretching across your lips,” D....Dabi... you can’t... h-how... did you--”

Dabi is swift to cut you off, leaning down to where his lips could almost brush against your oxygen mask.

“That’s something we can discuss later... I have a bone to pick with you, little mouse...” You winced as Dabi’s hand slams against the bed, nearly colliding with you head as you stare back up at Dabi anxiously.

“Do you know... why I’m here?” Dabi asks you calmly, causing you to flush ever so slightly. “I-Is it... because I got hurt...?”

Dabi sighs exasperatedly, looking back to you,” If it were a minor injury, I wouldn’t have bothered... but that little stunt you pulled today almost had you killed,” Dabi practically growls, leaving your heart hammering in your chest. You glance away, unable to deny this.

“I-I know... I... wasn’t thinking clearly. I promise, next time, I won’t--”

“Next time?” Dabi mocks, his brows furrowing. He smirks, a low chuckle erupting in his chest,” Little mouse, there will be no ‘next time’...”

You blink with confusion as Dabi leans closer, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear,” ...as soon as you’re recovered... as soon as you get out of this god forsaken place... you’re coming with me. And you will never. Ever. Leave my side again.”

You try to protest as you feel his hot breath against your ear, trembling. It would be even more dangerous to stay with him. A Pro Hero and a villain being in a relationship secretly is one thing... but between all of the times that you or him covered for one another, leaked confidential information, or... been in the same bed... you would both be done for if word got out.

“...Toga-kun here... is willing to bust you out with me... You will not be forced to join The League. But we will house you, while you go on a permanent Hero’s Hiatus. You will take the time you need to recover. And you will NOT. Leave the base... unless I say so... because I can’t trust you to act with your best judgement safely.” Dabi laughs, but his laughter quickly died to a weak chuckle,” ...don’t you get it...? I nearly lost you again today.”

Dabi’s voice wavers momentarily, before his eyes hardened again. You shrink under his gaze, as his eyes burrow into yours,” ...and I’m not going to risk losing you again. Even if I have to take matters into my own hands... and force you to be an obedient, careful little pet...”

You shudder at his words, wincing in pain shortly after. Dabi’s expression softens for a moment, as he removes the mask covering your face momentarily.

He leans down, placing a chaste kiss to your lips, before slowly pulling away. You swore that Dabi’s eyes were glassy. But before you could call him out on this, Dabi let go of your face mask. It reconnects with your face suddenly, stinging as it violently settles back in place.

Dabi smiles, the snap of the elastic amusing him. You looked disgruntled, and he wouldn’t mind seeing you that way more.

“...I’ll be back for you soon, babe... so make sure... that you take extra care while I’m gone.” Dabi rumbles lowly, pinching your cheek before standing upright. Toga gives him a nod, telling him that the coast is clear. And just like that, Dabi and Toga slip out without a trace, leaving your mind spinning and your chest heaving.

(Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! <3)

#todoroki shoto x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #fatgum x reader #dabi x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #bnha scenarios #mha scenarios #angst #tw: violence #tw: body horror #tw: gore #tw: hospitalization #tw: yandere

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plush-rabbit · 3 years

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A/N: Honestly, yall,, never stop giving me Tenko requests, I love him so much (also like if the current series wasn't going to happen, there was gonna be a tenko series but I felt like it added too much character to the reader but then I started thinking about it another way and ahh, too much talking, ill stop, okay enjoy!!)

Tenko is anxious. He can feel his skin crawl and he's desperately trying not to pick at it with nails fisted over a newly folded blanket, the chilly air from outside coming in from an open window to let any lingering smells dilute or fan out. The candle that you got him for his birthday is lit, the sweet scent of peach filling the room and fading before it can get too strong and overwhelm him. The flames flicker in and out, wisping against the gentle wind that enters through his window and coming to a still along with the leaves on the tree that stands outside his window.

Everything in his room is clean and in an orderly fashion. Figurines in place, posters straightened, sheets made and any lingering smells have been dealt with fresh air and the power of a candle. Everything is clean and tidy for when you arrive.

He shuts the window with a sigh. He turns and leans against the wall, a hand rubbing mindlessly over the gloves that cover his ring and pinky finger and wraps around his thumb. He stares at the floor, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth and he runs over his mental checklist, desperate to find something else to fix so he isn’t alone with his thoughts.

"You're going to ruin your lips if you keep doing that," a sweet voice says and he startles, peeling himself off of the wall, a smile on his lips, only to fall when he sees that it isn't you.

He rolls his eyes and pulls out his chair, letting it roll as he comes to sit on it. "Aren't you and the rest supposed to be gone by now?"

Hana gasps, a look of offense written over her face. "Here I am doing you a favor by taking the family out of the house and you're going to rush me? Oh Tenko, and here I thought we were family."

He sighs and stands up from the chair, walking to the door and gently shoving his sister out. "You know family doesn't mean shit in this house," he states in a flippant tone. "Can you hurry up? I don't want them to think I want to introduce them to my family."

He hears her sigh but she doesn’t respond to his statements, choosing to walk in silence as they descend down the steps.

"We're already in the car, I just came to say bye." Her hand is placed on his shoulder in a comforting gesture and his face burns, the corner of his lip twitching. "We should be back in a few hours. I'll message you before we do, okay?" Her tone is sisterly, caring and fretting over him as if she’s the mother, gentle and eyes that crease with too much worry and it makes him sick. He gives her a look as they stand by the front door, the sound of a honking horn interrupting the quiet atmosphere. "So you can get them out and not have them meet us," she says with a slight laugh. There's another honk and Hana groans. "All right, I'll see you later. Be good," she says in a sing-song tone, letting the front door close with a soft click.

He sits on the couch, phone pulled out of his pocket to wait for your message that you're arriving. He rereads the messages you sent confirming today's plans. As much as he wanted to cancel, he also wanted to spend time with you and he's been looking forward to this ever since you offered the idea and he might owe Hana a lot after this but it'll be worth it.

His foot taps nervously on the floor and he's just so nervous waiting for you to arrive. Realistically he knows you wouldn't cancel on him but he can't help the awful, twisting feeling that he'll wait for hours for you to never show. His face already burns with the thought of you not showing up, humiliation settling in deep within, his neck aches and fingers twitch, crawling up his body to pull taut against his neck. He hisses, tears springing in his eyes as red lines begin to mark him.

There's a knock on his door and he startles. His hand falls from his neck and immediately the palm rubs over in a soothing motion, his rough hand irritating at the skin. He stands and takes a look at his phone, an unread message from you stating that you'll be over in five minutes and true to your word, it's been five minutes since that message.

He pats at his skin and runs a hand down his hair, twirling at a dark strand and letting it unfurl from around his finger. He sucks in a deep breath and opens the door with a lazy smile.

You stand in front of him, backpack in hand and he can smell the fruity scent of your perfume on you. He clears his throat and offers a breathless hello, scrambling to move over to the side and welcome you in. He can feel heat pool around his body, face burning with sudden self-consciousness, as he failed to spray himself in cologne.

You give him a soft smile as you enter, taking your shoes off and placing them beside the door. "No hug, Ten?" You ask with a fake pout, lips turning into a smile before too long. He sees your eyes flicker to his neck, the slightest fraction of your eyes opening as you take notice of the welting spots.

He stiffens and looks away from you, eyes narrowed and red dusting at his cheeks. "I'll get you slippers," he murmurs and flinches when you grab at his wrist, coming to a still.

"Tenko," you say softly, "relax. It's just me." You let his wrist go and he stands in place, sucking in a deep breath through his nose, your hand coming to hold into the back of his shirt. "Let's just go study in your room."

He swallows his anxiety and turns to face you, your hand falling from his shirt and back to your side. You give him an encouraging smile and he steps close to you, wrapping his arms around your body, head buried into the curve of your neck where the perfume smells stronger. It's a hug that lasts for less than minute but one where you return it with the same intensity as you always have, arms tight around him, humming into him, as you press yourself close to his body, the brush of your lips ghosting above his skin and he’s left breathless, pulling away too soon for his liking, grabbing you gently by the hand and leading you through to his room.

His eyes widen when he sees that he left the candle on, hurriedly scrambling to blow it out, blinking and wincing when the smoke floats to his eyes. He turns to see you give him a knowing smile, eyes flashing back and forth between the candle and he gives you a halfhearted shrug.

“Smells nice,” he mumbles, clearing his throat. “Thanks for it.”

“I’m just glad that you used it,” you chirp, holding the straps of your backpack and teetering between on your soles before rocking back to the front. Your socks are printed with fruit, a soft gray with red cherries printed all over. “If I had to be honest, I was afraid you weren’t going to use it.” He gives you a raise of his thin brows, coming to grab at his chair, offering the seat to you. “You just didn’t seem like the type to light up candles, is all.” You take the seat with a thankful smile and pull out a book, flipping through the pages flippantly. “I felt like it would’ve been better if I had given you one of those car pine trees.”

He snorts and grabs at his own book bag, pulling out a matching book. “Funny. Car things are more of Takami’s style.” He hears you chuckle and he thinks it's enough to end the conversation there.

“Where are you sitting?” You look at him with your book in your lap, your head tilted as you look around as if waiting for another chair to pop up.

“Huh?” he says gracelessly.

You give him a tired smile. “Where are you sitting?” He blinks at you and you laugh this time, rich and filling his room with pure joy. “Do you have another chair? I don’t want you sitting on the floor- doesn’t seem becoming of an up and coming hero. Unless,” you give him a coy smile and his face burns, “you want me to sit on your lap? Or you on mine?” He chokes on his spit and you laugh louder, wheezing between breaths and clutching the book until your knuckles turn white. “Shit Ten, I’m sorry,” you say through a fit of giggles. “But seriously,” a burst of laughter breaks your sentence, “where are you sitting?”

He hadn’t thought about that. He could go get Hana’s chair but that would require too much effort and it would be awkward to have you see him struggle to fit a chair through his door. He can’t risk letting you see him as a stumbling and awkward person. He turns to his bed and he knows that it’s a dumb idea- horrible, really- and the chance of you two actually studying is low but it’s already low and- well fuck, he clears his throat and sits on the edge of his bed.

“Let’s just study on my bed.” He ignores the way your smile grows into something less of teasing and more genuine, filled with excitement as your lips curl. “It’s more comfortable-” he looks away from you and onto a pillow that was recently fluffed- “and we can share notes and-”

“You’re okay with having me on your bed?” He turns to look at you and your smile is softer now, excitement contained at the seams. You rise from where you sit and stand in front of him, hand gripping the book in front of your chest and he stares at the book, unable to meet your eyes. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, Tenko.”

Hearing his name leave your lips always makes his heart skip, a light squeeze around the organ and he nods. “You never make me feel uncomfortable,” he mutters.

He assumes it must have been the correct thing to say from the way you kiss the crown of his head and sit beside him, head on his shoulder and he nods his head against yours, letting his eyes close for just a moment while you twi sit in silence, your hand coming to hold his and he wishes that he didn’t need the gloves, he wants to hold your hand fully in his, no fabric in between, just skin against skin.

“Then let’s get studying,” you whisper and he nods.

The bed creaks as the both of you fix into a comfortable position, shoulder against shoulder, sticky notes plastered against the textbook, pages turned in synchronization as he reads the text and you write down his examples. Black hair accessorized with bunny themed clips keeping the bangs away from his vision. He lays next to you, books outstretched and your head buried into the space between your crossed arms, your eyes blinking slowly, trying desperately to stay awake. He calls your name and you answer with a hum, your eyes slowly falling to a close. The room lingers with a light peach scent, mixed in with your own fruity scent and he risks a glance towards you. Your book lays open on a page that you both have long passed, pencil in between the pages and your eyes on his hands.

“Tenko,” you murmur, stretching your legs, your socks hitting against his calf and he gives you a grunt of acknowledgement. “I’m tired.” You yawn as if to emphasize your words, your hand leaving from under your arm, indents from your clothes printed onto it, and you reach over to hold his hand, interlacing his hand with yours. “Can we take a nap together?”

“We have a test on Monday,” he whispers, staring at the interlaced hands.

“And you’ll do great on it,” you yawn, stretching out the last word. “Just a twenty minute one.” You close your book, a space where the pencil keeps your page opened. “I’ll play with your hair,” you tempt, grabbing his pencil and mimicking your book, pencil placed between the pages and closing it, shoving it towards the pillows.

“You’ll fall asleep before you do,” he retorts, slipping his hand away from you, turning on his side and opening his arms, the corner of his lips twitching as you bury your face into his chest. “You’re going to fail if you don’t take this seriously,” he warns, pressing his lips against your temple.

“And then I can get you as a tutor.” He bunches the back of your shirt as you press your lips against his chest, right over his heart, feeling it quicken its beat under the thin fabric.

“And I thought I sucked at school,” he says under his breath, his arm bending to rest his head against, eyes slowly coming to a close.

“You’re smart,” your words start to slur, softening and pausing in between, “you just turn in things late.” He opens his mouth to retort, bitterness laced into the unspoken words, already leaving an aftertaste in his mouth, throat feeling as if it’s on fire. “I don’t like it when you start saying mean things about yourself. You’re smart Ten, you just find the work boring.” Your legs come between his, knotting them together, your hand reaching to the back of his head and lightly pulling against the dark tufts. “Twenty minutes and then we can wake up,” you murmur, your hands already slowing down their movements, starting up again in short intervals where you stroke quickly only to slow.

He lays next to you, keeping you wrapped up in his arms, your face squished against his chest, hands coming to a final slow as they part through the ends and fingertips brushing gently against the back of his neck, and grifting to his back. He’s covered in goosebumps, eyes half lidded as he strokes your back and plays with the end of your hair, nose buried against your head as he lays staring at the candle that you bought him.

“Twenty minutes, huh?” He says to himself, taking a peek at your still frame, and soft murmurs of your sleep. “I guess this isn’t so bad.” He swallows the lump in his throat, kissing the top of your head and resting against you.

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tiaragqueen · 4 years

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Heyyyy, I’m not sure if you write for fatgum if you don’t please ignore this or replace him with a character you love, but could I please get something with yandere fatgum and his f crush? I’m not picky so it can be about whatever. Again, please don’t feel pressured to write this, only do it if you want to. Thanks and have a nice day.

Palladium

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Taishirou Toyomitsu x Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,1k+

✂ Trigger Warnings: Manipulation

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I've been wanting to write him, but it took me a surprisingly long time to come up with a good idea. Sorry for the long wait!

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“Love you everywhere and any moment, always and forever I know I can't quit you. 'Cause baby you're the one, I don't know how.” I Like You So Much, You’ll Know It [Ysabelle Cuevas]

Toyomitsu had invited you to eat at his house.

Normally, you would’ve eagerly accepted it; the idea of free food – and homemade, nonetheless – too appealing for you to decline. However, the major problem was the fact that you’d rejected his confession less than a week ago. Sure, he’d dismissed your refusal – a bit too casually, in fact – but it’d be awkward if you just complied with his request.

Regardless, Toyomitsu had reassured you that ‘no harm was done’. And you, fooled by the seeming friendliness that manifested in the form of a smiling emoji at the end of his text, immediately agreed.

Just because you rejected him, didn’t mean you couldn’t be his friend, right? A male and a female didn’t have to be lovers, anyway.

“Ah, [Name]-chan! Come in, come in!”

As soon as you knocked on his door once, Toyomitsu instantly opened it as though he’d been waiting behind the wood all this time and ushered you inside. It never ceased to amaze you how amiable he was, especially to you, even after that unfortunate meeting. You’d thought he’d be at least a little sad, but you were wrong. There was no trace of tears, or red lines surrounding his pupils as he cheerfully pulled one of the dining chairs like a gentleman and sat you down. Toyomitsu bounded towards his own seat and plopped down, looking more pleased when he spotted your wandering gaze.

“I’m so glad you came. I was worried you’d reject me again.” he beamed as he opened the lids that contained various food jubilantly. You didn’t say that you’d considered the choice, opting to humor him with a somewhat forced smile instead. Whether he noticed the sentiment behind it or not was unknown, but your presence seemed to gratify him enough. You certainly wouldn’t want to ruin his happiness.

“Go ahead. Dig in, dig in!”

You smiled again and tentatively raised your utensils. Uttering a soft prayer to thank God for the food and Toyomitsu's bewildering ability to rebound so quickly, you began to consume his creation. You weren’t blind to his expanding grin, nor were you oblivious to his tensing body. Was he anticipating something here? Why didn’t he eat too?

“So, what dayya think?” His inquiry snapped you out of the mental questions that slowly pervaded your thoughts. Blinking owlishly, you wondered if it was appropriate for you to ask him directly and nodded.

“It’s delicious.”

Toyomitsu grinned but otherwise didn't attempt to join you in this regale. You decided that you’d rather take the bullet than mulling over the unanswered for days.

“Why won’t you eat too, Toyo-kun?” You refrained from squinting suspiciously when you caught a slight twitch on the corner of his smiling lips. “You know I can’t possibly eat all of this.”

Shaking his head, he hurriedly added. “Oh, no, no, no. It’s fine, I just want to treat ya for once.”

Frowning at his vague response, you chose not to bring up the number of times he’d treated you – which was always – and continued eating silently. It was nice of him to cook for you, and you made sure to relay this to him. Toyomitsu closed his eyes and grinned, specks of blush tainted his chubby cheeks.

“Ya flatter me too much, [Name]-chan.”

After that, no words were spoken. Toyomitsu kept watching you eating with that big, almost lovesick, smile, and occasionally hummed some unknown tune. You turned a blind eye to his less than blatant staring, attempting to finish the third plate of your food despite your bloated stomach. It really was delicious, and you would’ve loved to finish it all had your body didn’t beg you to stop. You offered to help him wash the dishes as gratitude, but he dismissed it, saying that you shouldn’t force yourself to move. And, honestly, you wanted to do nothing more than sleep.

“If you want to sleep, go ahead. I’ve got a spare room for ya.” As if on cue, Toyomitsu spoke through the rushing water of the faucet.

You slowly shook your head, trying to blink the lethargy away. “N-no, I’m fine. Thank you for…” You accidentally released a yawn, unaware of his darkening features. “offering, though. I’ve disturbed you enough.”

Toyomitsu chuckled, a pleasant laugh that sounded distant in your ears. “What’re ya talkin' about? Of course, you don’t bother me at all. I love your company, y'know?”

You smiled languidly. “Yeah, I know.” As though the response was exactly what you needed, you slowly put your head on the table and closed your eyes. A little rest wouldn’t hurt, right? You were sure he’d wake you up later once he felt that you’d been staying for too long. At least, that was what you hoped.

Noticing the lack of answer, Toyomitsu turned off the faucet and swiveled. His eyes softened when they landed on your calm figure, back rising and falling rhythmically. He ambled towards you and slowly caressed the stray hair away from your serene face, admiring the way the tresses slipped through his fingers. They felt abnormally soft, or it must be his skin being too sensitive to your touch. Whatever it was, Toyomitsu relished the silky sensation. When else would he get this kind of opportunity?

You scrunched your nose and grunted, dragging him back to reality. Right, you were asleep. As much as he’d love to stroke you to his heart's content, he couldn’t possibly disturb your slumber. Work had drained you from your youthful joy and innocence, and to destroy that slight peace would be his greatest sin. Not even his intention of lulling you to sleep with loads of food could compare to it.

However, that peace wouldn’t be transient any longer. He'd make sure of it.

Hooking his arms around your body, he effortlessly lifted you and moved you out of the kitchen. Your head lolled to his chest, too deep in the throes of dreams to notice the furnished room he brought you in. Toyomitsu gently put you on the bed and raised the covers to your chest, admiring the way you instantly melted against the warmth.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t stay too long at your bedside. There was something important that he needed to do, after all.

Opening your bag, Toyomitsu fished out your phone from the many folds and left the room. The quiet ‘click’ sound reassured his precaution as he slipped the keys into his pockets and strolled towards the living room. Unlocking the phone, the familiar wallpaper greeted him and he wasted no time in scouring through your contacts.

Now, he just had to make sure that they wouldn’t suspect a thing about your absence.

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yanderelovebites · 4 years

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Everyone else: *discussing the newest BNHA chapters*

Me: I need some Yandere fatgum and current Yandere Shiggy content damn it-

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lovinkiri · 3 years

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OUUUUUUWWEEEEEEEEE!!!!! I GOT SUMN FOR YOU!!! 😈

So the reader has a bf but she caught him cheating on her and so she goes to her yandere best friend for comfort who in turn fucks her till she forgets about him, makes her their boo, and while the reader is sleeping all snuggled up in their arms; plans on how to kill her shitty ex after they see her phone notify her getting a text of him begging to talk things out with her. The characters in question shall be Sero, Momo, and Tamaki

No Turning Back

Author's Thoughts: C'mon, these asks are killing me guys 🥵 Keep 'em comin!

Warning: Smut, Cursing, Bondage, Oral (Giving & Receiving), etc.

Hanta Sero

When you came to his house that night, he was worried.

Immediately checked you for injuries.

When he found none, he sat you down a pulled you closer.

"What happened, Mi Amor?"

You explained how you'd come home from a long day of work to find your now ex boyfriend fucking a coworker of his.

The one coworker he told you not to worry about.

And immediately, Hanta wanted nothing more than to kill the fucker.

How dare he hurt you?

He was going to pay.

But for now, he needed to stay with you.

So you stayed with him for a few days.

And next thing the both of you knew, you were in his bed with your hands bound above your head and your eyes blindfolded.

The way you squirmed was so cute.

The only good thing out of this heartbreak?

You were now all his.

And he definitely showed it.

You'd whine softly, just wanting to see him.

You simply hushed softly and Sero gently rocked into you

"Shh, let me take care of you, chica bonita"

His breathing was shaky but it wasn't his fault

God, you were just so tight

Your ex was a fucking idiot

And when everything was all said in done

When you were in the shower as Sero changed the sheets

Sero thought of how he'd dispose of the guy who dared break your heart.

Then your phone went off

Normally he'd respect your privacy but your ex's name popped up

Not only did he change his name, but he decided to.. Give your ex a warning.

Momo Yaoyorozu

Momo was pissed when you called her and told her what happened.

That dick was lucky to have you, and he was somehow to blind to fuckng see it.

She invites you over immediately and you agree.

When you get there, she makes you tea and pulls your against her chest, letting you cry if you need to.

She'd hush you and pet you ever so gently.

And later that night, she'd offer wine

You two would stay up all night, joking and drinking

You'd both get tipsy and one thing leads to another

And her lips are on yours.

She'd pull away and go to apologize but...

Then your lips are on hers 😳

What a twist!

And she thinks..

Maybe this is just what you need.

So its not long until your in her bed, fingers tangled in her locks as she works your clit better than you ex ever could

"What's the saying? A woman knows what a woman likes, heheh."

Her sultry voice makes you buck your hips and she chcukles.

Gives you so many orgasms.

She won't let you return the favor, at least not yet

This is your time ❤

You guys shower afterwards and you collapse in bed.

As she's stroking your hair, she sees you get a text from "Ugly Hoe"

She already knows who this is

And she's not happy

So guess what?

Hes about to lose his head.

Literally.

Tamaki Amajiki

Listen, Tamaki wouldn't describe himself as an angry guy.

It takes a lot to anger him.

But seeing his best friend sob because some asshole made her feel like she wasn't good enough?

That'll do it. That'll definitely do it.

So he immediately knows that he's going to strangle the guy-

He'd planned this out long before.

Just for the fact that this guy had asked you out the exact day he was gonna do it

Literally 5 minutes before he got to your place to ask you out too.

So as you can imagine, he already hated the guy.

But he had to take care of you first.

He wrapped you up in a blanket, made you hot cocoa, offered some ice cream Fatgum had gifted him.

It was all worth seeing the way you smiled at him.

And by the end of the night, you were wearing his t-shirt and laying in his bed.

He walked in straight out of the shower, shirtless with a towel around his waist.

Years of hero work did him justice ☺

"Is there anything else I can do for you, Butterfly?"

You looked him up and down

"Well.."

And that's how you ended up riding him, gripping the headboard for leverage.

His grip on your hips was tighter though.

You felt so in control making him feel this good.

It was just what you needed.

The way your pussy milked his cock 😩👌🏾

Felt too fucking good

"Fuck, I love you, I love you, I love you"

Without hearing a response, he sat up and pressed a kiss against your lips

You were his, all his

And he was so lucky

You quickly bounced your hips against his, moaning into the kiss

This position let you take him so deep

Your walls hugged him so good

He couldn't help cumming early, filling you up

But.. You didn't stop there.

No, you kept going.

Needless to say, it was a long night.

Then, the next night, as you laid in his arms..

You got a text.

Tamaki shamelessly checked your texts, knowing you'd forgive him.

And there was the anger again.

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