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Deku - Midoriya Izuku
TW: NSFW, noncon, yandere
gn reader
Thinking about being childhood friends with Izuku, who’s always had a bit of a crush on you.
You’ve always known, but you’ve never humored it. He’s your friend – anything else would just be awkward. If you had to put it in any other term, you’d say he felt more like a little brother.
You wish he’d allowed the two of you to grow apart – as normal people do.
There wasn’t really any reason for the two of you to stay friends after middle school. His quirk suddenly manifested, and he got into UA – became a pro-hero – and then the symbol of peace. And you were still… kind of just doing your thing – studying, working, struggling to pay rent – struggling to keep a date…
The two of you never had much in common anyway, and you never really knew what to talk about with him anymore – only knowing to ask him how his mother was. After all, you grew out of your otaku phase a long while ago – and otherwise, you felt out-educated in any and every conversation the two of you had with each other. You swear talking to him makes you feel like a toddler learning your first words – it’s humiliating, and you don’t understand how any of it’s remotely stimulating for him, either.
Still, he’ll text you when he has the time, asking if you’d like to meet up at a café – talk, catch up – and you, not wanting to be rude, always accept.
You’d gone wide-eyed the first time you’d met him after middle school. Jeez Louise – he’d had to have grown twice his size – jacked and scarred to no end. It only got worse over the years. Now, adults – he must be twice your size. Bigger even.
You blush now when he flirts with you. But not so much for the reasons he wants.
Honestly, it’s more uncomfortable than it’s flattering. It was Izuku, after all – Deku – no matter how little he resembled the crybaby from your childhood – he’d always be that same nerdy loser friend who’d chased after you ever since you first met.
He might have grown up, but his crush on you hadn’t.
His doe-eyed look of longing and adoration had always made you feel a little awkward – a little sorry for him. And now that he’s become a man, it’s only become even more… desperate… a little pathetic, actually…
Bedroom eyes that make you laugh nervously, pretending to brush it off as a joke but really wishing he’d just give it a rest already. Surely, as a pro-hero and public figure, he could get a date? One of the many screaming fans that pine for him everywhere he drags that awful golden cape he has on his shoulders. And if not any of them, then maybe a model. A movie star even.
Why is he so hung up on you?
The funny thing is, you’d tried vying him of his crush by telling him about hook-up after hook-up, boyfriend after boyfriend – treating him like a girlfriend you could gossip with.
But it’s almost like he takes it as a challenge – talking and helping you through your relationships, giving his input and advice – just like a real friend would… only… always implementing something… something condescending, something suggestive, something saying you ought to be with him instead – he’d never treat you like that, he’d never do you wrong, you’d be taking good care of with him.
You’d made the mistake of saying you were struggling with a class at university – just to make conversation – just to talk about something trivial. But of course, he’d seen it as an opportunity – quick to offer his help, saying he’d taken that class as an extracurricular – just for a bit of fun, he’d said, light reading material he’d done on the side of his internship.
You don’t know why it’s so hard to tell him no.
Suppose it’s the possibility of being wrong – the guilt of thinking he has impure intentions when he’s supposedly the purest person in the world.
But you should have trusted your instincts.
“Please, Izuku-” You’d immediately restored to begging. Who wouldn’t? He’s a two-meter-tall monster of a man – jacked with muscles fatter than a bear.
Your phone’s been missing since you came back from the bathroom – your lips wet with his unwanted kisses – your neck sore from having his fist wrapped around it when you tried stopping him.
You’d only managed to break free after biting – blood salty in your mouth. You nearly vomited, choking on a mix of bile and fear.
Fuck – your legs are so weak, you might just buckle from the dread alone – feeling like a bunny snagged on fox teeth.
“You used to take me when we’d play wrestle... you remember?”
The comment is pulled out of nowhere.
He stalks you, a fond look on his face as though the two of you were reminiscing good old times. As though his eyes weren’t a nocturnal green like foxfire on the fen. As though he wasn’t radiating black whip – ready to snare you.
“Think you can take me now?”
You had your hands raised apprehensively – but the hopelessness took its toll and made your entire body shake on the spot.
Your only hope was to talk him out of it. If only you could think past the fear and string a sentence together that wasn’t along the lines of “Please-”
But something about that look on his face told you he wouldn’t listen to reason anymore. Not manic, not like a person who’d finally snapped – but controlled – resolute – and playful even. Nothing like you’d ever seen. Nothing you could understand.
“What’s wrong, hm?” He smiles, head tipped in that charming way that used to make you want to pinch his cheek. Now it just makes you sick to look at – swallowing thickly as you tack another step back away from it. “I’ll go easy – so don’t worry… I know it's not exactly a fair fight anymore…”
Your better judgment failed you – fight-or-flight kicked in, and you made a break for it.
Budging into the couch on your way, it’s a messy scramble for the door – but you manage. Feeling feverish with dread and pumped full of adrenaline, you brush the cold handle with just your fingertips before something wraps around your midriff in a snug grip – pulling you back into the living room.
You’re lifted from the ground, kicking – now screaming – flailing in the air before you’re flipped on your back against the couch.
“Don’t be like that~” He murmurs. “Always so wishy-washy~” Voice in a low purr that makes you feel like coughing up your heart – squirming beneath him and his heavy hands as they paw your thighs – manhandling you like nothing you’d ever imagine him to do.
Raking his fingers through the dough before squeezing your ass greedily – kneading his fat crotch against the thin fabric protecting your sex.
“Complaining about all your weak-dicked boyfriends as if begging me to come fuck you myself – yet such a flighty little slut when it comes down to it.” He sneers, and blackwhip tightens some around your limbs. “Let me help you out.”
One hand tugs your underwear until it rips, whilst the other hand pulls up to grab your face – squeezing your cheeks to keep you still when forcing his kisses on you.
“After all… what are friends for?”
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mdni. cigarettes/smoking, yandere bf!izuku, implied fem!bodied reader and use of fem!body desc.
cockwarming yandere!bf!izuku
whimpering as you slide further down his cock, still a long inch away until he’s balls deep in your cunt. you listen to him let out a low groan, smoke bellowing from his mouth as he puffs the cigarette held in his hand while his other wraps around your waist.
you’re still trying to adjust to the mere size of him, cock lubed with your mixed arousal. the little whimpers you let out feed izuku’s high, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head when he feels you pulse against him.
the feeling of you wrapped around him is a blessing, a reward after a long days work. it’s even developed into a routine: go to work, come home to you, massage the tension out of his shoulders, fuck you until all you know is his cock. and it is then that the reward becomes a slowly-fed obsession.
izuku pulls you to his chest, a crazed glimmer of addiction in his eyes before he takes a drag and captures your lips in his. the taste of cigarettes lies sour, the smoke following izuku’s tongue as he hungrily shoves it down your throat.
he separates when the smoke dissolved into the air, takes a puff of the cigarette, and moves against your lips—slowly, so sensually, that it makes your core throb against him with every smack of your lips, filled with lust and mind substance.
he lets his mind read your movements, memorize them. your hands splayed on his chest, hips twitching ever so slightly. god, he could stay here for hours just kissing you like this.
only until you start to move on your own. that’s when he’ll really have to punish you.
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Hi new to your blog! Love your work!👍❤️
How would yandere bnha heroes react to a Carmen sandiego villain darling?
A master thief that steals priceless items purely for the thrill of it and sees being constantly pursued by police and heroes as a sort game.
Carmen San Diego Reader | Yandere My Hero Academia
Infamous in the legends that tell you’re one of the most talented thieves to exist. Constantly befuddled by your amazing feats many believe you have a quirk to help you. It’d certainly explain the relentless devotion of the ones you come in close scrapes with:
Takami Keigo
“Ha, there you go again, right out from under my nose.”
He’s sure he slips four to five feathers every time you two are in close quarters
And yet when he chase them down he finds them every than with you
For so long he’s been chasing you and trading blows with you
“Seems like you might be losing your touch, (Y/n).”
“Am I?”
He comes to seek you out
Negating his missions so that he can investigate obsess+ over what you’ll do next
Constantly getting in the way of the B-list heroes actually assigned to stopping you
“There you go again. Leaving me at the end of the chase…but just you wait. I don’t plan to stop anytime soon.”
Izuku Midoriya
“How–”
“The world’s number one hero bothered with little old me? I’m flattered. Until next time.”
“Wait!”
He scrubs through and screenshots you in the security footage
If anyone asks he’s burning it into his brain to recognize you the next time you burglarize a priceless item
He probably could catch you if he had the intensity he used with other villains
But he knows you never kill let alone seriously injure others
That is something he admires about you
Or how you oftentimes will slyly leave him just enough evidence to convict some corrupt person on trial
In a way, you’re his own hero
And he’d want nothing more than for you to accept him as your own villain
That way he’d like to be called rather than some nobody other hero to handle you
They couldn’t treasure you like he could
“I’ll have save you one day. I promise that.”
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How would yandere Deku react to the reader not talking to him and ignoring him after kidnapping her but silently crying in the night in private
Thanks for the request ♥
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♡ Deku is very forgiving in the beginning. Even though he hoped you’d be more excited upon seeing your new home that he decorated with so much love, he understands you need to get used to it. He tries to show you all the things he got for you and how he chose them to make you happy, but you ignore it all, which tugs at his heartstrings. Nevertheless, after elaborately showing you the softness of all the pillows, how to turn on the fairy lights, and all the games and books he already sorted neatly into shelves for you, he finally gets to a point where he grows quiet. Deku waits for you to do anything, but when your only reaction is to eventually take a seat somewhere, he takes it as a sign that you are unhappy.
♡ Bringing you additional things to sweeten the deal for you also fails miserably, and you seem to draw back even more. A gut feeling tells him he’s not doing a very good job, no matter how much he tries to appease you. If your new room isn’t to your liking, Deku decides to show you his devotion in other ways. Procuring your favorite foods, he puts in a movie he knows will make you laugh before beckoning you to the couch, patting the space next to him. No reaction. You can’t see his hand turning into a fist from behind the backrest. Still, his expression turns a little less empathetic every second that passes.
♡ Still, he tries to laugh it off as you being shy, maybe a little awkward. He gets it. Deku tells you all about how nervous and awkward he felt around you when you were getting to know each other as well. How this situation is new for him, too, and how he gets you—truly! However, him standing up and walking over to you doesn’t have a very calming effect on you either, your breath hitching and body tensing as you try to scurry away, even when he kneels before you, assuring you that you have nothing to worry about and everything will be fine now that you two are together.
♡ His hands are on your thighs, fingers greedily digging into your body as you watch him restrain himself from driving his palms up and down your legs. Deku keeps telling you that you have nothing to be shy about and that he feels the same way as you, but you two have all the time in the world, so you don’t need to rush into anything. His body is betraying his words, however, his touch is too curious, eyes darting to places that you don’t want him to look at, and his tongue wetting his lips as if he’s hoping to use them on you soon. Nothing is assuring about the way he undresses you with his gaze or the cracking of his voice whenever he speaks. You are prey in a trap, and he’s the predator barely able to wait for the moment to bite. But when he climbs onto the bed after you, grabbing your ankle, wrist, and waist, lifting you against him, and carrying you over to the couch, there’s hardly anything you can do against him.
♡ The only victory you get is the subtle distance between you two as you scoot to the side farthest away on the couch from him, turning your head whenever he offers to feed you. It’s hard to resist the food that you usually drool over, and he sees the effort it takes you not to eat, not understanding why. Everything you don’t take from Deku, he eats himself to show you it’s not dangerous, babbling on and on about how glad he is that you two get to spend this time together. When your eyes do glance back at him, all you see is the wired smile on his face, the subtle twitching of irritation in his expression, but it all fades into relieved and soft features when your eyes lock for a moment, Deku still hoping you’ll get back to your usual self when you see everything is okay, but feeling slighted the second you go back to ignoring and shunning him.
♡ After the day you two had, he’s ready to tug in for the night, leaving to shower and telling you he’ll be back, but he is taking longer than planned. Everything is not going how he thought it would. Aside from the irritation of feeling unappreciated in his efforts and desperate for you to open up and accept him like he always dreamed he would, he goes through a wide range of emotions that he can’t even justify in himself yet. Fear, anger, sadness, but so, so much love for you at the same time, it threatens to burst out. He ponders his thoughts for a long time, washing himself with the same products you use before returning to your room, not any wiser. As he reaches the door to your room, he comes to an abrupt halt, hearing sounds from it that he didn’t expect—crying.
♡ Deku’s heart breaks. He’s been trying so hard to make this a memorable first day. To make everything to your liking and beyond, and he failed. There’s no greater disappointment than being the disappointment, and the thought is eating him alive. He opens the door swiftly, ready to apologize and swear he’ll do better tomorrow, but the moment he steps in, the words are caught in his throat, and your crying turns into silence, making things awkward again between you two. Instead of declaring his devotion verbally, Deku decides that maybe it’s best if he doesn’t. Perhaps it helps to show you with actions, rather than words, comforting you with his warmth and affection. Spooning you from behind, you try to move away, give him space—which he chuckles at, you’re so adorable—but wherever you go, he follows until you are pressed to the cold wall, his arm around you, pulling you back so you wouldn’t have to be cold all night. Your body fits so perfectly against his, it’s agonizing, but he’ll endure and hold you until you fall asleep in his arms, safe and comfortable. And tomorrow, he’ll do it all again until you finally understand how well he means. How much he loves you and would do for you. How just one touch of yours, one word even, would make Deku put the world at your feet.
♡ One thing’s for sure: It was only a matter of time until one of you would break. You might be able to ignore him for a long time, but Deku... No matter how much he tries to be patient, Deku can’t stand being ignored for that long. You were both bombs, but his fuse was already lit by him finally acting on his desires. And when he explodes... well. You won’t like the carnage he’ll leave behind in his wake.
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yandere ! izuku midoriya
pt1?
“oh, bunny.”
his voice rings like poison in your ears ; so sickeningly sweet when he coos that damn pet name. he’s disappointed, you're aware. of what, you're not quite sure — it could be the fact that you’re hiding from him when you should’ve been greeting him at the door. throwing your arms around his shoulders and peppering his face in sweet kisses. but not today.
“you know i’ll find you, right? there’s no point in hiding.” you know that, but that doesn’t stop you from trying.
you could hear the heavy thud of his footsteps outside the door, the key inside the lock a pathetic attempt to stop him for even just a second. when both of you knew he could easily bust down that door without a struggle.
you’re cowering in the closet, legs pulled to your chest with an arm wrapped around your knees — fingers clutching a kitchen knife. your other hand was folded over your lips to stifle your breathing and quieten those cries that spilled uncontrollably.
you could hear the doorknob wriggling, a groan of frustration before his fist thumps against the door and the sound alone makes you flinch. “if you be a good girl and come out now,” he rasps, and drags his nails along the wood. “it won’t hurt too much.”
that's a lie, and you know it. izuku doesn’t even have to get rough for it to hurt ; though rationally thinking you knew it would be better to give up and try to lessen the intensity of his punishment. but the nervous pitter-patter of your heart held you back, cowering in the corner of the closet.
it’s silent then, for what seems like an eternity before you could hear the door break and the wood crack under his strength — just like you thought he would. his steps are methodical, easily bringing him over to the closet within seconds and he nearly rips the doors from the hinges.
you can’t even scream, staring up at those emerald eyes like a deer struck in headlights, clutching the kitchen knife tightly in your hands. he looks almost innocent, like the little boy you used to know ; if it weren’t for that sickening smile on his lips. his eyes flicker down to the weapon clutched in your grip and he chuckles.
“were you planning to hurt me with that, little bunny?” you were, but now it seemed like your body froze, preparing for that promised punishment. his hand reaches out and you flinch, eyes screwed shut, what you can’t see can’t hurt you. but the hit never comes, instead, his fingers trail the curve of your jaw and down the length of your throat. it’s an almost gentle touch and you peek your eyes open carefully.
izuku’s squat in front of you, head tilted to the side and he looks almost hurt by your actions. “why do you hide from me, hm?” his thumb strokes over your pulse point, noting with amusement how quick your heart must be beating ; he loved it when you were terrified of him, it made it all too easy. “i just want you to love me, is that too much to ask?”
it wasn’t, but you’ve come to learn that such questions are never good. he asks them with such a gentle voice and such pretty eyes, you’re almost tricked to think he could never hurt you. but you’re once again proven wrong when his slender fingers curl around your throat and squeeze.
your hands drop the knife instinctively in favor of curling around his wrist, eyes wide in a blind panic when you should be used to this already. he pulls you in with one hand, until you’re on your knees and your face close enough to be touching noses. “now what will you do to make it up for me, hm?” he raises an eyebrow at you, and your heart sinks when you hear the all too familiar sound of his belt sliding out of his pants.
“you’ll have to work for forgiveness, my precious bunny.”
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Could I request platonic dads Izuku and Shoto taking their toddler out for to the park and get’s caught by one of their fans?
♡ Playground ♡
Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, characters are aged up, platonic yandere, TodoDeku, parents TodoDeku, toddler!reader, mentions of paparazzi
Summary: Your fathers did their best to keep you hidden from the public but this goes south when a fan recognizes them (Platonic!Yan!Izuku x GN!toodler!reader x Platonic!Yan!Todoroki)
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You loved the park. You lit up at even the idea of going down to the park. You loved the slides, trying to climb up the small rock wall, and your favorite was the swings! Your dads never objected to this though, usually taking days off when the other was working to be with you. Your dads loved taking you to the park though, they loved how you smiled as you played.
Shoto and Izuku sit on a nearby bench watching you collect leaves from the ground in your hands. You run over to your dads, immediately handing off your pile of leaves to Izuku.
“Why, thank you” He chuckles watching you run back onto the playground. “More?” You ask, leaning down to grab more. “No, sweetie, I have enough leaves” He laughs watching you walk over to the slide before pointing up at it.
Shoto gets up, going over to place you on the slide. You were still too young to climb up the ladder onto the slide. “You want papa to catch you?” He asks, placing you at the top of the slide.
They caught you as you got to the end of the slide as they were worried about you landing in the wood chips and accidentally hurting yourself.
You hum, before sliding down giggling as you do so before Izuku catches you. “Shoto?” A girl in her teens calls out, two friends with her. They thought they could let down their guard a bit as the playground was secluded but it seems not. He turns around to face them, Izuku holding you, keeping your face against his shoulder as he leaves to go to the car.
“It’s really you. Can we get a picture?” She asks, star struck by seeing a top pro-hero in real life. “Not today, it’s a bad time” He says flatly, he was never one to be incredibly welcoming to fans. Especially outside of his hours.
Luckily Izuku pulled up at the right time, you peaking up to the window from your car seat. You almost threw a fit about having to leave the park so suddenly but Izuku promised you ice cream. “Uhm, have a nice day” Shoto says to the fans before leaving to get into the car.
They were very serious about protecting your identity so they couldn’t believe they weren’t more careful even if the playground was quiet and secluded. You peak up at the window, waving at the fans as Izuku drives off.
They only hoped that they wouldn’t talk about seeing you with other people. They had seen rumors like that lead to paparazzi being involved and interview questions about their home lifes with other heros.
Perhaps they should get you a playground or play set for the yard, then you would be safer.
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Thank you for reading, darling!!
(A/N: I haven’t written for platonic TodoDeku yet so I’m very excited!! I hope you like this, I think it’s pretty cute 🥺🥺 They’d definitely be great dads, even if very protective!)
Masterlist ➸ ♡
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Can I request for Killua (HxH), Ciel, Alois, Ash (Black Butter), Tamaki, Midoriya (BNHA) and Rei Batsubami (Kakegurui) that when they get home they find their darling hidden in a closet (maybe even crying) because the poor darling was having a panic atack :c
Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, paranoia, clinginess, abduction, panic attack
Darling has a panic attack
Ciel Phantomhive
☕ He's slightly frustrated when he comes back home and can't find you nor do any of his human servants know where you are. You couldn't have escaped, he deduces that much when he asks Sebastian about your current whereabouts and the butler advices him to probably check on you, a shallow answer that irritates the Earl as he question the demon again about where you are, finally getting a useful answer from the demon. He heads to the room with quicker steps as Sebastian's advice just spells that something isn't right, although he doesn't see you upon first entering. Until he hears rapid breathing coming from the closet and opens the doors, revealing his darling curled up, trembling and breathing rapidly in and out, barely noticing him. Ciel just stands there for a few moments, blue eyes looking at you as he's unsure what to do. He has an idea of what is happening right now yet still doesn't know how he should act right now. After a few moments he bends down to your height.
☕ He asks you if it's alright to touch you, fully aware that it might not be what you want at the moment. When he has nightmares about the day he lost his family, he doesn't want to be touched either. Very careful and mindful as he guesses that he shouldn't overwhelm you even more, he just stays with you and talks with you. Just attempting to help you focusing on other stuff to calm you down and distract you and he does point out that you should slow down with your breathing, although he doesn't do breathing exercises with you as he doesn't know that that could help. When Sebastian peeks in and asks if the master wants him to prepare some tea to help his darling, he agrees before quickly dismissing the butler. Ciel stays patient and calm, attempts to ask you after you've calmed down what happened to you and if there was something that triggered you. If you experience panic attacks more often, he'll hire someone to assist you and help you.
Alois Trancy
👅 Now, Alois rarely leaves his s/o alone at all and if he has to, he's usually in a really bad mood so that's more work for Claude. As soon as he returns to his mansion, he's about ready to throw another tantrum as he storms into the bedroom, violently pushes Hannah away who wants to inform him about something. He just throws the doors wide open, eager eyes searching for you as confusion shortly fills him as he initially can't find you. Then he hears the choked sobs coming from the closet and is already feeling the dread, when he rips the doors open only to find you hidden there, shaking and crying, he loses it. Let's be honest, Alois isn't the best in dealing with a panic attack as his attempts to help you are basically just smothering you whilst yelling at Claude, Hannah and the triplets to do someone to make you feel better. So there he is, kneeling down next to you and hugging you closely to his chest as he lashes out on his servants, especially those who were with you are screamed at as he blames them for not doing anything to help you.
👅Alois is probably even going to blame them for making you like this, the fact that his own actions such as his clinginess and his abduction might also be potential triggers for this don't even cross his mind, he's delusional after all. The aristocrat is basically threatening his servants to do anything to help you or otherwise he will punish them all, he just wants his darling to feel better and stop crying. It's likely that at one point he'll start crying too because he's just so confused to why you're reacting like this and because he just wants it to stop, seeing your tears only makes him feel more paranoid. He's not leaving your side for the entire time either, glued to your hips and about ready to shout at anyone who interrupt you two. Even long after you've calmed down he refuses to budge as he's now triggered himself and for that paranoid. Alois will definitely question you about what made you feel this way and either you give him an honest answer or he'll just make his own conclusion and do something that isn't necessary.
Ash Landers
▫️For the angel it is physically painful to leave his darling as he has sworn to protect them and keep them safe and sound from all harm. His plans to cleanse London unfortunately do require for him to leave you alone, he has to play his role as the Queen's butler after all. There's always a certain amount of anxiety at the end of those days as he hurries back to you. You have to give him one thing, Ash is unusually perceptive so there's this unexplainable dread when he returns and he just knows that something isn't right when he steps into the house. It's already enough for him to scramble to your room, noticing the muffled sounds coming from the closet. His hands are already shaking when he opens the doors but one look at your trembling form, eyes red and puffy from all the crying, and he's pushed over the edge and starts crying too. His poor darling! Ash falls down on his knees, hands still shaking as he tries to reach out to see if he can touch you.
▫️In all honesty, he's partially aware that he should stay composed but that is quite difficult when seeing you having a panic attack. He looks like he's about to have one too, asking you what he can do to make you feel better. Anything, he'll do anything to help you to calm down. He's very distraught and blames himself. If he would have just stayed with you instead of playing with that rotten puppet of his, you might have not suffered from a panic attack. Ash eventually manages to get you out of the cramped closet and into bed, even if he has to lift you up and carry you, so that he can better attend to your needs. He's doing the breathing exercises with his darling though as he notices that they feel a uncomfortable tightness in their chest and that they're clearly hyperventilating. At this rate he needs those breathing exercises just as much, he experiences similar symptoms. He skips the next few days and instead stays with you, terrified to abandon you again like he did before and leave you suffering all by yourself. It's his fault in his mind and that thought pushes him into punishing himself again.
Killua Zoldyck
🪀 Killua is protective and paranoid as he's scared for his s/o and their safety, considering from which family he comes from. On the other hand he can't just take his darling everywhere, especially if he has certain things to take care of. Considering his occupation, Killua has keener senses than the average person so he notices that something feels odd when he returns home and it's when he picks up the sound of rapid breathing and muffled sobs that he storms to your room, eyes quickly falling onto the closet. As soon as he sees your form hunched over inside the closet, his heart just twinges because he can sense the waves of fear and dread coming from you. He still tries his best to stay calm though, crawls towards you and asks you what's wrong. He'd love to just take you in his arms, he has a feeling though that you might not want to be touched at the moment so he probably starts with slightly touching your hair and caressing it, doing his best to stop you from hyperventilating.
🪀 He's freaking out a bit on the inside as well as he's not used to dealing with someone who has a panic attack so he can only really guess what would help right now. At one point he gets you out of that cramped space though, head racing with thoughts of what he should do right now. He tries to distract you, gives you chocolate to munch on or suggests for you two to watch something to take your mind off whatever it is that made you panic. You end up eventually still in his arms as he cuddles you, his grip slightly tighter on you as some of your panic seems to transfer to him as he starts hyperfocusing on every little creak and sound, slightly paranoid as he doesn't know what triggered your panic attack. Or perhaps he doesn't want to consider that your abduction might be the potential trigger. Killua definitely watches over you more closely after that day though, scared that it'll happen again. He's upset that you had to go through something like this in the first place, wants to help you to not suffer from another panic attack anytime soon.
Izuku Midoriya
💚 Between his life as a hero and self-proclaimed lover of his darling, Midoriya is far more often on missions to save people and catch the bad guys, time he sometimes would prefer to dedicate with his s/o. This guy is definitely through, he has some serious delusional issues going on to the point where he likes to think that you're unhappy when he's gone so he often buys you presents as a way to make it up for you. After a long day of work he is just looking forward to seeing you but his happy mood drops quickly when he enters your bedroom only to find you hiding in the closet, in the midst of a panic attack. Izuku knows what it's going on, I'd like to think that he's gone through something similar before, that doesn't make him panic any less though because it's his sweetheart suffering from a panic attack right now. His intention to comfort you is pure but he's probably being a bit too smothering in his approach as seeing you going through something so terrible is one of the worst things to him. Seeing you like this forces tears into his eyes.
💚 Midoriya switches sort of back and forth between drowning you in hugs and kisses and giving you sweets or other things in order to shift your focus on other things. If you like some specific food, he instantly gets it from the fridge, because he always has stocked up what you like. He does the breathing exercises with you, he's encouraging you to focus on him and he's sweetly praising you all the time, although he is very clingy. He's freaking out on the inside still and only gradually calms down when he realises that your heartbeat slows down a bit and your breathing normalizes itself. He's burning to ask you what triggered you but still decides to wait for a while longer, a while longer where he keeps you wrapped up in his arms. He dedicates a few pages to the topic of panic attacks afterwards, writes down what can help and buys items like different kinds of scents or just something to squeeze, basically anything to help you stay grounded.
Tamaki Amajiki
🌗 Tamaki is also a hero and has to leave his darling at home. From a logical point of view he understands that it's necessary, he has to earn money after all to provide for the both of you but that doesn't make it any less nerve-wracking or fraught for him. His darling is his biggest comfort, his security blanket and even if their relationship is currently a bit strained due to his abduction, Tamaki emotionally relies on them a lot. He returns with hopes of not being yelled at only to come that close to suffering from a panic attack of his own when he sees you hidden in the closet, trembling and hyperventilating with tears cascading down your face. I'd still label him as the one who would deal with a panic attack the best simply because I genuinely believe that he has experienced them himself. So he knows what to do and first of all he wants to move you out of the closet and at least sit down on bed because it's already cramped as it is inside there and he wants to help you right now.
🌗He gets everything he can think of that could help, from a different assortment of scents to plushies to hug and squeeze to some herbal tea to hopefully soothe your nerves. Whilst you find yourself surrounded by all the different stuff he has given you, afterwards he's staying right next to you. Shaky hands are rubbing your back or are running through your hair all whilst he's trying to instruct you through the breathing exercises with you. Tamaki needs them right now too in order to not suffer from a panic attack too. He's having a relentless inner monologue, the voice in his head unable to shut up as it blames him for being the reason why you're currently going through such a horrible experience. What other explanation could there be after all? You've been unhappy ever since the abduction so it's his fault. It's that idea that ultimately pushes his own tears to fall down as he starts apologizing all of a sudden. He didn't mean for this to happen. He just didn't want to be abandoned by you. He'll do better from now on.
Batsubami Rei
❣️After being freed from the Hundred Devouring Families, Rei has been able to live a fairly good and comfortable life. She's diligent and hard-working, dutiful with the job she has now. It's all for her darling after all who gave her new life a purpose, she wants to be able to provide for them. She always looks forward to seeing you after a long and tiring day of work but when she finds you in the closet, shivering and breathing rapidly, she quickly turns serious. She's been working as a servant for the Bami Clan since her childhood and she has definitely seen enough people being destroyed by them so she is familiar with what a panic attack looks like. She's taking on a composed and calm attitude though to give her darling a sense of security and safety as she gently kneels down to their height and starts talking with them to have them focus on her. She just starts having a conversation with her darling and talks about different topics to divert their attention from any negative thoughts.
❣️After a while she manages to talk you into leaving the closet and sitting down on bed, asks you if there's anything you want her to fetch you quickly. If there is, please tell her and she'll retrieve it for you. Rei is obviously concerned about why you're experiencing from a panic attack but she doesn't want to question you too intensely about what triggered it just yet. She doesn't want to risk you only panicking more so she just waits until you've calmed down enough before attempting to ask you what happened. In the meantime she just stays with you and talks about her own day and stuff she knows that you're interested in. She dotes on you slightly after you've calmed down as she advices you to sit back and take it easy for a while to recover from the emotions and physical symptoms you just experienced. Just let her serve you and take care of you for a while. Rei would like to know if there was a specific trigger and if you've ever had a panic attack before because if this turns out to happen more often, she'll definitely get you professional help.
#yandere black butler#yandere kuroshitsuji#yandere ciel#yandere ciel phantomhive#yandere alois#yandere alois trancy#yandere ash#yandere ash landers#yandere hunter x hunter#yandere hxh#yandere killua#yandere killua zoldyck#yandere my hero academia#yandere mha#yandere boku no hero academia#yandere bnha#yandere midoriya#yandere izuku midoriya#yandere tamaki#yandere tamaki amajiki#yandere kakegurui#yandere rei#yandere batsubami rei
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the lonely district
↠ summary: In the years after the slime monster incident and Midoriya's disappearance, he had come back to haunt both you and Bakugou. He no longer was the boy you once knew, but a villain ready to take what was his. Revenge was best served cold, afterall.
↠ word count: 7, 523
↠ pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader x midoriya izuku
↠ genre/warnings: smut, angst, prohero au, DARK CONTENT, villain deku, yandere, shock collars, implied stalking, kidnapping. NSFW (NONCON, sub! reader, (reluctant) switch! katsuki, dom! izuku, fuck or die, loss of virginity, creampie, spanking, overstimulation, slight orgasm denial, blowjob, no aftercare)
↠ a/n: this is an old fic i have been trying to finish since 2019 so im sorry if the writing feels inconsistent. i just really wanted to finally finish it since it was half finished. also excuse the very outdated villain deku trope rip
It’s been a long day and honestly you just wanted to go home. For some reason, your supervisor thought it was a good idea to pair you with Dynamight or rather Bakugou Katsuki—your childhood friend. If you could even call him that. For the longest time, you both had not gotten along, but since you had the mutual friend of Midoriya Izuku, you had to interact. That all changed when Bakugou got his quirk and he turned into a cruel bully. The dynamic and interaction formula was always the same: Bakugou would torture Midoriya in any way he could, Midoriya would just let it happen and you would defend him, turning it into a full blown brawl between you and Bakugou. It stayed like this for a while until that day Bakugou was held hostage by that slime monster and Midoriya went missing.
After that you had clung onto Bakugou in a desperate need to make sense of both of them getting hurt on the same day and the loss of your best friend. Surprisingly, Bakugou let you. But not without string of degrading names following. Despite his harsh words, he never once pushed you away anytime you silently sought comfort. Even though he didn’t act like it, he too was affected by Midoriya’s disappearance. Maybe he felt guilty, maybe he just missed his punching bag, or maybe he finally matured.
You would never know since he was so emotionally constipated. It was a bitch and a half just to get him to admit that you were one of the most important people in his life. Even now as you are both pro-heroes in your early twenties, it’s difficult for him to call you his best friend. Sure, he would be concerned if anything happened to you—that worry built with your childhood friend missing—he would rather die than confess to that.
Thing is, Midoriya didn’t stay “missing” for so long. No, he wasn’t found nor was his body. No, he never returned to his poor mother after years of being gone with open arms. No, there was never a “welcome back” sign, but his face plastered on every wanted poster within Japan. The bastard had joined the League of Villain with a big ol’ grin on his freckled face. That cursed day when you met with those emerald eyes again had haunted you forever. Tears streamed down your face, watching him be reborn into a whole new person. He didn’t have an ounce of guilt in his bones, he only gave a maniac smile, mocking you.
Didn’t you miss me, N/n-chan? You look a little… sad, He drawled out with a smug look, glee coursing through his veins as you sob as if you had found him dead instead of him breathing, finally alive.
It was when he had escaped that Bakugou for once let you clutch onto him, holding in his own sorrow as you openly sob into his shirt. And he did it again when the League of Villains was supposedly defeated but Midoriya or rather Deku still ran rampant.
That’s where you two are now, there was another sighting of Deku in the area and you were assigned to bring him to face judgement. You knew what would become of him if you caught him. Still clinging onto the memory of an innocent child, you almost hoped that you would never find him.
Bakugou had other plans.
Since day one he had wanted to find that bastard (his words, not yours) and give him absolute hell for becoming a villain.
“It’s probably just another false alarm, just like the other seven,” You sassed him as you both walk towards an alleyway.
“Doesn’t fucking matter, we still have check just in case this time it’s not,” Bakugou growls stopping away.
You rolled your eyes and made a face at him from behind his back.
As if he had a sixth sense, he barked, “I know you’re being a brat. I would stop if I were you or else you want your ass blow into the fucking stratosphere.”
Once you both got to the alley way only to be met with a dumpster, you pivoted and raised your brow at Bakugou. He rolled his eyes at you and went towards the dumpster. He opened it to see if there was any hints or evidence Deku even here. Still standing near the entrance of the alley, you the hair on your neck rose. A primal instinct that you were being watched set alarm bells ringing in your head. As subtle as you could, your eyes bounced around the enclosed area in hopes to find the danger before it finds you.
A bad feeling sunk in your stomach like a rock does in water. Hesitantly you said, “Hey Dynamight, I think we should leave.”
“And why the fuck should we, Umbra,” He spat out your hero name.
“Because,” you strained, still observing your surroundings, “I have a bad feeling about this. I think we should leave and get some back up.”
He slammed down the lid and stalks up to you, venom in his voice, “Are you running away from a fight.”
“No—” You started, but he cut your off.
“Oh really,” He mocked, “Because to me, it seems that you are.”
“Can you not be an asshole for a couple seconds and listen to me?” Your voice pitched, not understanding why he’s being so difficult.
“Listen to you? Now why would I listen to you when it seems to me that you are avoiding any place that could have him in it?” You were about to start defending yourself when he cuts you off again. “It’s almost like you don’t want to find him.”
Your eyes widen at him, you couldn’t even feel offending knowing it’s the truth. Though, you rather not fuel Bakugou’s already large ego and denied him. “I’m just trying to make sure none of us get hurt!”
“I don’t need your fucking concern, I can beat any asshole including him easily,” He boasted.
“Oh get the fuck over yourself,” you barked, scowling at him. “Stop acting like you’re the fucking best, asshole.”
“I’m sorry what was that, Number Seven Hero?” Bakugou stepped closer until his face were mere centimeters away from yours. You just glare up at him, not caring that the height difference made you seem less intimidating.
“This isn’t the time for a dick measuring contest, something doesn’t fucking feel right here and I just want to make sure neither us get seriously injured.” You jabbed your finger in his chest to emphasized your point.
“I don’t need your fucking help!” He roared and grabbed on your wrist to throw it away from him.
You ran your fingers through your hair and then pull at it in frustration, “Why can’t you just let me help you—help us for once! You don’t always have to be the savior,” You let out a growl before finishing, “Fleeing isn’t being a coward, it’s being smart enough to analyze the situation and your own weaknesses!”
“So you’re call me fucking stupid now, you shitty brat,” he bit.
“That’s all you got from that?!” You screeched before letting out a laugh that held no humor, “You’re fucking helpless.”
“Helpless? I’m the helpless one? You’re the one that wants to fucking run away just because you ‘have a bad feeling’.” He did air quotes around what you had said.
“Oh God, Lord fucking forbid, I’m just looking out for both of our asses since you want to play big macho man!”
As you both start a screaming match with each other, you failed to notice the emerald eyes stalking you like a cat does a mouse.
“You’re so fucking clingy just like that damn Deku, hop off my dick,” He snarled and clicked his tongue at you as if you were a misbehaving child.
Rage built up within your chest at his ill words. Syllables that were only meant to maim almost leave your tongue when you heard a noise a little too close to comfort. Adrenaline coursed through your bones, knowing your suspicions were right. You grabbed onto Bakugou’s wrist and turned towards the dark corner of the alley to fade into the shadows in hopes to escape. You ignored how he starts to yell profanities at you. Before you could even take two steps, you were pulled back by your hair into a firm body.
You let out a grunt at the sting from the strands being pulled from their follicles.
“Not so fast,” The voice whispered in your ear.
Growling, you elbowed the person in the stomach and jump away from them before they could grab you again. When you turned around, you jaw dropped in shock.
“Izu-chan?” You stuttered out.
“In the flesh,” he taunted with arms raised to the side.
You couldn’t help but stare at him. He had matured so much since the last time you saw him. His hair was shorter but still as unruly, his jawline was chiseled along with his cheekbones, he still wore a dress shirt with a vest and tie, but for once it was tied properly.
“Finally decided to fucking show up,” Bakugou seethed.
Midoriya pouted as he lets his arms drop with a whomp sound against his outer thighs.
“Oh come on, Kacchan don’t be like that. I thought this could be like a family reunion,” He gives a grand smile before it dropped, venom in his tone, “Didn’t you miss me?”
“Sure, miss you so much, you shit stain.”
Midoriya fiegned hurt and clutched his chest in dramatics, “Oh, how you wound me so, dear Kacchan.”
Bakugou straightened out his back and got in a offensive position, “Enough with the fluff, Deku. It’s time I send your ass to jail.”
Cheek twitching, Midoriya glanced at you still shellshocked. Bakugou came at him, arms positioned behind him to perpell him at the shorter male. Right as Bakugou raised his fist to blast Midoriya in the face, he grabbed you and placed you right in front of him. Bakugou skidded to a halt with widened eyes, not wanting to hurt you in the process. You locked eyes with him. Your knees wobbled from being manhandled so easily.
“Using a girl to shield you is low.”
Midoriya simply shrugged and brought a hand up to cradle your throat. His fingers tightened when he felt you gulp underneath his gloved hands.
“Scared, Love?” He slithered in your ear. He looked down at you, before peered up at Bakugou. At his enraged expression, he licked the shell of your ear. You whimpered and flinched away the best you could.
This was exactly why you didn’t want to meet Midoriya. Even before he disappeared, he was smart and cunning. He knew how to get under Bakugou’s skin, and render you useless. Tears bubbled up as you faced the fact the boy you once loved had died long ago. Pretending to still trembled, you subtly widened your stance. Bringing a hand to Midoriya’s, he took it as you sniveling.
“Shh, don’t cry.”
Looking at Bakugou, you hardened your expression. Quickly, you gripped Midoriya’s wrist and with all your might you stepped forward and used his weight against him to throw him over your shoulder. When his back hit the ground, he let out an irritated grunt.
Wasting no time, you grabbed the quirk cancelling handicuffs on your belt and raced towards him. As you went to straddle him, he kicked your feet from under you and you fell with him. Bakugou took your place and was on top of Midoriya in no time. With acute flexibility, Midoriya spun around and kicked Bakugou in the face.
“Gah! Fuck,” Bakugou growled while gripping his face.
Wind still knocked out of you, Midoriya focused on Bakugou.
“You were always stupidly resilient,” The villain seethed. “I’m done playing games.”
“Good, because so am I.”
Bakugou lunged at him, ready to blast him to kingdom come. Midoriya side stepped his attack. Huffing, he went at him again. The two of them stayed the dance for a while. Any attack Bakugou attempted to do, Midoriya merely avoided with such leisure. The asshole even had his hands behind his back.
Watching as you got up to join the fight as well, Midoriya sighed. “Stubborn, the both of you.”
With such grace, he grabbed Bakugou’s hair and slammed his knee into his face. Stunned, the hero stumbled back. Before he could process the hit, Midoriya kicked him in the head, rendering him useless. Your mouth gaped at Bakugou being so easily taken out. His lids flickered as he struggled to get up.
“R-run,” He commanded, before falling.
Scrambling away from the villain, you sucked in your breath as you go to phase into the shadows. Before you could, Midoriya gripped you again. This time, his hands wrapped the column of your throat and squeezed. Frantically, you slapped against his forearms.
Adding more pressure, he leaned over you as you form slacked to the ground.
“Sweet dreams.”
Bakugou was the first to come to his senses. He squinted his eyes to adjust to the light that hung above him. He groaned as he observed his surroundings, noticing that he was in a dingy basement. There wasn’t much besides a queen size bed near the corner along with a door that he had no idea where it led and an opening with stairs peeking around the corner from where he saw.
Clutching his head, he turned to see your still slumbering form not far from him. Panic built up in him as he scrambled over to you and sighed in relief when there is no sign of vital injures. He starts to shake you awake, trying to think of a plan to escape.
After a couple moments, you let out a hum and your eyelids fluttered open. Just like Bakugou your eyes squinted at the sudden light probing at your pupils.
“Katsu,” You groaned, mind still fuzzy so the old nickname slipped out. Your throat killed.
Bakugou shakily exhaled, glancing towards the concealed stairwell, “Yeah, it’s me.” His hands are gentle as he helped you up into a sitting position. You lean against his chest, body to exhausted to even hold yourself up. Which was odd to you since you were sure that Bakugou got the brunt of each hit that Midoriya landed.
“Where are we?” You asked huskily despite knowing that he probably was just as clueless as you.
“Why the fuck would I know that, brat,” He bit, before sighing and apologizing. He’s just irritated that you both were captured.
“It’s fine, it was a stupid question, anyway,” You smile up at him.
Bakugou looked down at you and then furrowed his brow when he sees the collar around your neck along with a prominient bruise. Now that he thought about it, he felt one around him, too. You seemed to also notice as you reached towards him and traced the collar, confusion written on your face.
You and him were clad in different clothes as well. Instead of his hero suit, he now adorned plain sweatpants and a black t-shirt. You were wearing the same, but shorts instead. What a fucking perv.
Before you two could question each other, the thud of door opened and closed, followed by rhythmic footsteps coming down the stairs. Your heads snapped to the sound and Bakugou took a defensive stance to see Midoriya strut into the basement with a valiant smirk. You scrambled to stand with Bakugou, but your legs give out for a second and he had to catch you. Once you were sure on your feet, you glared at the man in front of you.
“Aw why such aggressive faces,” The villain pouted.
“You know damn well why, you fucking bastard,” Bakugou seethed, tiny explosions crackling in his palms.
You glanced to the shadows creeping up the walls. Shifting your attention to the stand off that the two men were having, you only hoped Bakugou could distract Midoriya enough for you to slip passed him. Ignoring the way your heart pounds at the thought of joining the darkness once again, you raced towards the vantablack. Almost like predicting your movements, Midoriya grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him. His arm snaked around your waist. You struggled as best as you can, but his grip got so tight a squeak left your lungs.
“Aw, N/n-chan, you so adorable,” He nuzzles into your neck. He trailed his cold nose up the slope your neck, purposely digging into the bruise, up to your cheek so he could whisper in your ear, “Have you ever heard of cute aggression? It’s quite a funny concept. Humans when we see something cute, we just find the need to squeeze it until it cries or even die. Funny, right?” As he speaks his grip only got tighter and you stand straight as a pole as he licked the shell of your ear, again.
“Get the fuck away from her, you freak.”
Bakugou took a step towards you, but Midoriya dropped his hold on your wrist, to fish something from his dress pants pocket. The hero observed the other man, not wanting to be too brash when your life is on the line. He won’t make the same mistake twice.
Midoriya started to fiddle with what looks like a remote between his gloved fingers. “I would be careful what you say, Kacchan, because the results may be… shocking,” He smirked to himself at his own little inside joke.
“What was I saying, my angel?” Midoriya began, but you kneed him in the crouch and jumped away from him.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” You commanded, ready to fight your childhood friend—no, this villain.
Instead of instantly attacking, Midoriya stayed bent down, clutching his stomach as he giggled. A shiver crawled up your spine at his laugh that lost all warmth it once had. He was insane. He cackled for what seemed to be ages before he stands up straight and all humor gone from his face.
“Interrupt me one more time, and I swear to god,” He snarled, his doe eyes dropped into menacing slits. “As I was saying,” Midoriya reached for you again, but you slapped it away.
“I said don’t touch me,” You spat at him.
“Fine be like that, fucking brat.”
Searing hot pain was all you felt. You screamed at the top of your lungs as you collapsed onto the cement floor in front the villain. Bakugou could only watch in horror at your shrill howls. You desperately clawed at the collar around your throat as it felt as if liquid fire was shot into your veins.
“What are you doing? Fucking stop it, you’re hurting her!” Bakugou practically begs as your body withered in agony.
Midoriya only shrugged, “I believe that dwindling down the pain is the best way to train."
You gasped for breath, struggling to get even an ounce of oxygen.
“She’s not a damn dog!” Bakugou felt so helpless as he watched you struggled to inhale and he growled when your face starts to turn vermillion. “She can’t fucking breathe, you bastard!”
Cold washed over your body. Falling onto your side, you sucked in as much air as you can try to ignore the urge to vomit.
With such a disgusting poise, Midoriya beny down and sat you up. He forced you to lean against his chest just as you did with Bakugou. “Poor baby, you tried so hard to save you and Bakugou. You even attempted to use your quirk. Isn’t it scary? You still sleep with the lights on, don’t you?” He cradled you and his tone was just so condescending but you couldn’t do anything about it.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Bakugou questioned.
“Oh, he doesn’t know,” Midoriya teased, keeping his eyes on you. He felt twisted arousal at those tear stained cheek and how you lips shimmered with spit. “The poor, little baby is terrified of the dark. Absolutely terrified!”
"What?"
"Pretty juvenile, isn't it?” He mocked, then turned his attention to the hero a couple feet from him. “To be honest, she didn't plan ever using her quirk again after that incident when she first got her quirk. You remember it, right? She was missing for hours, poor thing was stuck in the shadows all alone. But, after seeing you captured by that slimy fuck and my 'disappearance' poor thing blamed herself for not being strong enough. That day on she promised to become stronger to find me and make sure her dear friends will never be harmed again. Isn't that just sweet. The perfect hero story."
Multiple emotions flashed on Bakugou’s face; confusion, worry, anger and guilt. "Why— why would you become a hero for such a stupid reason, huh?! I can protect myself!" His words were sharp as he glared you down, hating how dazed you look. Despite his declarement, guilt tugged at his heart. He couldn’t help but think if he was just a little stronger and didn’t fuel your need to be a hero, than either of you would be in this situation.
Softly, the villain started to wipe away the drool that pooled in the corner of your mouth and the tears that had yet to dry from your face. You furrowed your brow and tried to focus on Bakugou and answer his question that sounded more like a plea.
"I just wanted to be strong, too. You and Izu-chan always protected me so I wanted to return the favor." The words were slurred but it still stirred something in both of the men.
"And just how sweet," Deku seethed, now gripping your cheeks so hard your lips became puckered. He pulldc your face close to his before he clicked his tongue and pushed your face away, letting your body dropped as he stood.
“Fuck,” you hissed. Your reactions were slow so your head hit the concrete with an audible thud.
Bakugou attempted to go to you to check you were okay, but Midoriya held up the remote.
“Ah, ah, ah,” He tutted at the hero with a wagging finger, “If you haven’t noticed, I get to say what goes and I don’t think I said you could go near her.”
Bakugou only growled like a feral dog but doesn’t move in fear of seeing you in such misery again. “You’re a bastard I hope you know that.”
“And what does that make you, Kaccan,” Midoriya’s tone was cold, so cold that the temperature dropped.
You stared down the remote, formulating a plan. If you could only grab the damn remote then he won’t hold so much power you both and you can move freely. Seeing that he was distracted by Bakugou, you pushed yourself up to stand. Not caring how your bones screamed to rest, you slinked up and reeled your fist up to punch him with all your might. A whoosh came from how fast your went to strike. Your breath caught in your throat as Midoriya seize your fist without even looking at you.
“You stupid, stupid girl,” He sung without any emotion. He snatched your jaw and shook your head, amusement in his eyes as you tried to kick and squirm. Without any effort, he threw you away and you fell to a heap onto the floor. “Stupid, stupid girl,” He repeated and then he pressed onto the remote.
A loud grunt cracked and echoed into the basement. You watched in horror as Bakugou crampled to the cement, trying his damndest to get the collar off. A shiver ran down your back, knowing exactly how he must feel.
“He didn’t didn't do anything!" You screeched.
"Right now he didn't," Midoriya shrugged, watching how the mighty fall with a smile.
Bakugou let out a shout he tried to hold back, not wanting to give Midoriya the satisfaction or to worry you. It was too late for that though as you crawled over to the villain. You clutched onto his pants, begging, “Please just let him go. Just make it stop please.” New tears started to form watching the most important person to you crumpled over in pain on his knees.
A gagging noise rings in your ears as his face is now red like a rose.
“Please!” You screeched, now hugging Midoriya’s legs and gazing up at him with watery eyes. Snot and tears ran down your visage as you repeated please over and over again. “I’ll do anything, just please let him go, he can’t breathe!” You babbled pleases as if it was the only words you know.
Midoriya’s eyes lit up a maniac green seeing you gravel at his feet. God, you were so fucking pathetic. His cock twitched as you begged you were made to.
"Anything?" He drawled out, not caring how Bakugou choked. It was only background noise to him.
"Yes, anything! Just please stop all of this, I'll do anything you say." There was clear desperation in your voice.
Midoriya let out a hum before answering and turning off the collar, "Call me Izu-chan again like you used when we were kids."
You tilt your head at the simple command. It was easy enough, you were about to reply then Bakugou gasps out, "Don’t do anything that sick bastard tells you to!"
Pure ire flashes on Midoriya’s face. He snarled as he looked at Bakugou’s quivering form trying to suck up oxygen and was about to press the button again until he hears your heavenly voice.
"I-Izu-chan, Izu-chan please don't!" You pulled yourself closer, so close that your breasts squished against his shins. You kept gaze up at Midoriya, trying to look innocent as possible to please him. Honestly, it was working because as you looked up at him with those teary eyes, he can’t help but notice how beautiful you look at his feet. Worshipping him as if he is a god. Midoriya reached down and cradled your cheek within his gloved palm. You closed your eyes and snuggled further into its warmth, trying to seem inconspicuous as you hear Bakugou start to stand. Pouting, you laid it on thick praying he kept his attention on you. "Don't hurt him! He-he's just being brash like usual. Please he doesn't know any better."
“You’re right,” Midoriya stared at you with adoration, but it fell when he locked gazes with the hero inches away from punching him in the face, “He doesn’t know any better.”
Bakugou’s eyes widened as he froze at how he was able to catch on so fast. He was about to send an explosion towards the villain when Midoriya kicks you further away from Bakugou and pressed the damn remote again.
You could only whimper out a little, “Katsu,” that breaks his heart. He went toward you again but he felt that pain once again. He fell to the floor not too far from you. Body exhausted, he just collapsed to heap on the floor. The shocks were gone as fast as they came, but before he could even attempt to crawl to you, Midoriya straddles his back. He tries to buck him off but his arms were grabbed and harshly forced behind his back.
“Get the fuck off of me!” Bakugou tried to say but the hand not holding his arms, pushed his head into the ground. He grunted when the side of his face hit the concrete, leaving him immobile. Midoriya adjusted himself so that he was now stranding the back of Bakugou’s thigh, spreading the hero’s leg.
He giggledvwhile cruelly shoving his knee into Bakugou’s crotch, "Now if you are both done interrupting me, we can finally get this show on the road."
A huff left Bakugou at the stimulation that grinded against his groin.
“What are doing you bastard!” Bakugou barked, slight desperation in his voice as his cock started to spring to life. Midoriya only ignored him as he pressed hard, reveling in the tiny groan that left Bakugou’s chest. “I said, what are you doing?” Bakugou squirmed more, but nothing happens.
Midoriya pressed his front into Bakugou’s back and whispered in his ear, “How does it feel to be the one pushed down. Not so fun is it?”
“What is this? Some sort of fucking revenge fantasy, sicko?” Bakugou groaned, hating how his body was betraying him.
Humming, Midoriya kept his knee grinding into the hero. Bakugou tried to scramble away, not wanting you to see him so weak, but Midoriya got a lot stronger with age. An uncanny amount.
Against the small of his back, Bakugou felt how hard Midoriya was. The need to vomit built up in his throat. Shuffling himself, the villain put himself between his childhood friend’s hips. Through the thin material of his sweatpants, Midoriya’s length rubbed against the line of his ass.
Leaning down so his lips brushed against the hero’s ear, Midoriya’s breath stuttered. He had been waiting for this moment for so long. His tip leaked in the confides of his slacks, begging to sink into Bakugou or your heat. The way Bakugou struggled against him only added more stimulation.
Not wanting to get too ahead of himself, Midoriya opened to see you crawling to the shadows on the wall. Sighing into Bakugou’s ear, the man under him shuddered. Still grinding his cock into Bakugou’s withering hips, he pressed the remote to see go slack against the floor. Your whimper had Bakugou turn his focus to your writhing form.
“S-stop,” His words had a double meaning.
Giving one last harsh thrust that if there weren’t clothes between the two men, his cock would have surely breached the hero’s hole, Midoriya got up. He clicked off the eletricity and followed how drool foamed out your mouth.
“Get on the bed. Sit at the head and wait, if you don’t,” He waved the remote in front of Bakugou’s flustered face, “You know what will happen.” Midoriya pointed with his chin at your form.
As Midoriya pulled his weight and grip from Bakugou, he went to the bed as instructed. Heaven knew he wanted to knock the motherfucker out, but your life was on the line. Settling into the metal bars of the headboard, he watched Midoriya go to your pliant form.
Or so he thought.
When Midoriya bent down to grab you, you snapped your foot up and kicked him right in the nose.
“Shit!” He cradled his nose, tears flooding his sight.
Sprinting to Bakugou, you reached for him and prepared to barrel into the darkness. Falling onto the bed, Midoriya quickly recovered and pinned you underneath him. You screamed and clawed at the bedsheets. Kicking and squirmed, you did anything you could to get him off you.
Midoriya grabbed your head and smothered your face into the cushions.
“Don’t,” He bit. Not at you, but at Bakugou who got ready to fight. “I’ll fucking snap her neck and make you fuck her cooling corpse.”
Grinding his teeth, Bakugou could only watch as Midoriya maneuvered your thrashing form. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he placed your body across thighs so you were butt was perked up on his lap.
“Damn, I thought Bakugou would be the brat, not you.”
“Fuck you!” You screeched.
You were so sick of being antagonized by him. Adrenaline in your system had you acting out of character. Wrenching your arms behind your back, Midoriya ripped off your shorts and your panties. Terrified, you fought more, not liking where this was going. Before you could move more, a thundering slap burned in your bare bum. Screaming, you whipped your head to Midoriya.
Tears pierced your waterline. He- he just spanked you like you were a child.
His face stone-cold, he didn’t offer any comfort. Bringing his hand down again, your feet kicked pathetically at the sting. He hit the same place again. Sobbing, your head fell into the bed. The fight in you left as quick as it came.
Seeing you were more calm, Midoriya rubbed his large, calloused hand over your burning bum. “You done?”
Whimpering, you nodded your head.
Despite your form sagging, he doesn’t lift you up. If anything, his hand wandered until his fingers brushed against your slit. Gasping, your head sprung up to try and make eye contact with him. He ignored you to spread your legs and get more of a view of your cunt.
“S-stop it,” You begged.
Midoriya dipped into your hole to gather some of the wetness that unwillingly spilled from you.
“Why stop when your pussy is so wet for me?”
Swirling your clit, your legs twitched from the stimulation. Going back to your hole, he breached you with two fingers. You winced from the intrusion. Thrashing, you didn’t want someone to touching you there, especially for the first time.
Midoriya caught attention to your flinch, “Oh, are you a virgin?”
A shit-eating grin spread across his face when you sob, not stopping shoving his thick fingers further into you. Looking over at Bakugou, he isn’t ignorant to how the hero’s nostrils flared. “Aww poor Kacchan, you wanted to get to her first, didn’t you?”
“Die,” Bakugou snarled, but his eyes didn’t leave the fingers splitting you open.
Midoriya huffed a laugh, and leaned down to you, “I bet he would have made it real special. Too bad all he’s gonna get is my sloppy seconds.”
Ripping his fingers from you, you gasped at suddenly being empty. Licking your escense from his appendages, Midoriya forced you up. Roughtly, he ripped off your shirt so you were completely bare. Without care, he threw you down between Bakugou’s legs, a pillow below you. Getting behind you, he propped your hips up so you were face down and ass up.
Not giving two shits what Midoriya says, Bakugou gripped onto one of your hands as a small form of comfort. You clutched onto him, fear turning your tummy in tiny twists.
Midoriya unzipped his pants and brought them down to pull his cock from the tight cloth. Sighing in relief, Midoriya stoked himself with a few weak pumps. One his knees, he dragged himself closer to inspect both of your holes on display for him. With thumb, he ran it down from your ring of muscles over your hole and to your clit. Brushing it, he went back to your hole, he hooked his thumb inside and pried you apart.
A shuttering moan left at being exposed for his greedy eyes. Not caring you weren’t prepped enough, Midoriya brought his cockhead to your pussy.
“W-wait!” You begged, but he only bullied his way inside.
Only the tip was inside and you were being ripped apart. Bakugou gasped your hand tighter. More and more of your ex-childhood friend shoved himself inside. At halfway, he pulled out until it was just the head, and then slammed all the way to the hilt.
Screaming into the pillow, you cried as he tore his way into you. His balls slapped against your clit as he started a brutal pace. Your nipples chaffed against the rough texture of the bedding.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Midoriya moaned.
He didn’t hold back his noises. Fucking into you, he groaned and whimpered, loving to finally be inside you. He had waited for years to feel how warm you were. When he was still a hormonal teen, he would spend hours yanking his cock to the thought of tearing you open. Who was he kidding? Even well into his adults years, he still fucked himself to you.
And him getting to you before Bakugou was the cherry on top.
A petty, insecure him wanted to shout, ‘I win!’ right at the man in front him. But staring at him, as he silently seethed at watching you get fucked by the man he hated, was much sweeter.
Crowding you, Midoriya leaned down to groan in your ear, “Look at you. Your sloppy cunt molding just for my cock. You were made for me.”
His head leaned down further to suck the length of your neck. Kissing the nape, he harshly bit into it and you screamed at the piercing ache. Tilting his hips, he hit the spongy part in you, a moan finally leaving you. He kept abusing it as his hand went down to your clit. Instinctively, you spread yourself further for him. His cock stretching you past your limits had your brain fog up in pleasure. Mouth gape, you whimpered into the pillow.
Working you over, Midoriya didn’t stop his pace or how he twiddled your clit. Too fast for your liking, a tightness tugged in your lower stomach.
“N-no.”
Midoriya caught on to how you scrambled away from the pleasure, “Oh, are you- fuck- are you gonna cum?”
In denial, you shook your head.
Laughing at you, Midoriya didn’t stop, just kept going as he was. Pinching your clit, your legs spasmed. You bit your lip to hold off the orgasm, but it was too late.
With a pound into your g-spot, you moaned as you came all over the villain’s dick. Groaning, Midoriya’s hips stuttered, but he was far from completing with you. Licking your neck, he bit into your flesh.
The pleasure quickly turned into pain as he didn’t stop. “Stop, it h-hurts!”
“Good.”
Ramping up his thrusts, you screeched into the pillow. Clutching onto it with your free hand, Bakugou stroked your hair to help you work through the agony. Tilting your head up, you looked up at the hero with bleary eyes. Drooling dripped down from your lips for a different reason.
From your fucked out expression, Bakugou almost came just from that. He knew it was wrong, but his cock has never been harder. You looked so beautiful ruined. If only it was him splitting you apart until you were crying.
Squeezing your eyes shut, you prepared for the next orgasm that threatened to rip through you. Midoriya’s thrust turned sloppy, he finally let up on your clit to focus on his own end. Gripping your hips, he forced them back to fuck you further on him.
You screeched and clenched around him when he bumped your cervix. At that, Midoriya stilled his hips. Cum shot out from him and deep in your cunt. He didn’t move until all of his cum spilled inside you. Your body hummed and twitched.
Sagging down, you were exhausted. Midoriya pulled out from you and you whimpered at being empty after being fucked open. Though, he didn’t leave you alone. His hand cupped your cunt, not letting any cum dribble out.
“Your turn,” Midoriya addressed Bakugou.
“What?” The hero asked stupidly.
“I did say you would get my sloppy seconds, didn’t I?” He tilted his head, mocking him. “Unless you don’t want to.”
Steeling his resolve, he agreed, “Fine.”
Like a puppet on strings, Midoriya pushed you onto Bakugou’s lap. Hand still cupped over you cunt, Bakugou tugged down his sweatpants and boxers. Sighing as his cock slapped against his clothed stomach, he grabbed your thigh to bring you closer.
With Midoriya’s help, you were positioned over his cock. Pressing against your back, you noticed he didn’t put his own away. Ignoring it, you locked gazes with Bakugou. He returned it.
Taking the reigns, Bakugou tugged you from Midoriya’s grip and he let him. Pulling his hand from your cunny, Bakugou replaced it with the blunt head of his cock. Cum spilled down to your thighs. Using it as lube and still stretched open, Bakugou slipped inside you with little resistance. He was a little bit bigger than Midoriya and thicker. Despite that, you didn’t wince as you sank down to the hilt.
Grasping you, Bakugou cradled your face. With little patience, he began thrusting inside you. Moaning, you didn’t stray away from his ruby eyes. Here, in this moment, you could pretend it’s just you two. Maybe the tension between you finally bubbled over and he took your virginity like you secretly wanted. And maybe, just maybe, Bakugou could take it like he longed for as much you did.
Matching his momentum, Bakugou brought his thumb over you parted lips. Dragging it across your bottom lip, he slipped his thumb inside. Moaning, you licked at the oddly sweet skin.
Midoriya cut into the moment, “Don’t you dare cum until I say so.”
Glancing at him, you see him sitting at the end of the bed, working himself back up slowly. His hand twisting over his length a lot slower than Bakugou’s thrusts.
Hooking his thumb on your bottom teeth, he brought your attention back to him. Eyes not straying from his, he let his hand slither down to hold your throat. The grip gentle. You sunk into his hold, it so much softer than you ever expected.
His other hand went to your neglected clit, circling it. Moaning for him. your thighs shook. Hands on his plush chest, you traveled down to grip his wrist. If he kept going, you would cum and you didn’t want to know what Midoriya would do.
Bakugou took at as encouragement and pressed further.
“I- I can’t!” You hiccupped.
Taking mercy on you, Midoriya said with a wavering voice, “Cum. Now.”
Not wasting a moment, Bakugou pushed you down onto the bed. Hand still on your throat, he hovered over you. In the tangle, his cock fell out, but he quickly fucked it back in you. Like a man starved, he slammed his dick in and out of you.
Groaning, you tilted your hips to encasing him inside you more. With his knees, he spread you further and went back to your bundle of nerves.
“You’re so pretty,” Bakugou leaned down, and bit right where Midoriya did before. He tried his best to cover all of that bastard with himself.
His sweet words had your vision swarm. Kicking your feet and curling your toes, his next bite did you in. Cumming with a loud moan right in his ear, Bakugou quickly followed. His cum mixed with Midoriya’s.
Flopping on top of you, he kissed where he bit you as an apology. Deep in you, his cock softened and fell out. Whimpering, you welcomed being empty once more. Your hips were battered and bruised.
“How cute,” Midoriya mocked.
From under Bakugou, you stared at the man who towered the both of you, still stroking his own cock. “I’m far from done with you two.”
Twisting his head to the villain, Bakugou sneered, “Fuck off. We did what you wanted.” He refused to move, covering your form with his to protect you.
The shorter male’s face dropped. “If both don’t get to work sucking my cock, I’ll shock you until you’re fucking stupid and nothing more than little fuck dolls.” Hand tight around the remote, you didn’t take his threat lightly.
Crawling out from under the hero, you went down on your knees on the cold concrete floors. The bones already ached. Glaring at Midoriya, Bakugou didn’t break eye contact as he got on his knees right next to you. It was comically how his form swallowed yours.
Sitting at the edge of the bed, Midoriya had you two between his knees. Raising his brow in impatience, you leaned over to lick his cockhead. Bakugou copied you to focus on his balls. Sucking one of them in his mouth, Midoriya bucked up forcing you to take more of his length.
“S-so good,” With both hands, he gripped you and Bakugou’s hair.
Pulling off his cock, you kissed furthered down until you met with Bakugou’s mouth. Departing from Midoriya’s sack, Bakugou licked up until your mouths connected. Over his dick, you both made out, tongues brushing against each other.
Your moan vibrated against Midoriya causing him to shutter.
“For a virgin, you are a natural.”
Clenching your eyes closed, you tuned out his voice and went down to his balls. Taking your place, he went to Midoriya’s cock and took it all in one go. Leaning over you, your lids went half mast, watching Bakugou swallow the villain causing him to give a girlish moan.
Moving to his other ball, you gave it attention, sucking it your mouth. Your tongue swirled around it. Bakugou moved up and down his cock with expertise, smirking when Midoriya whimpered again.
“F-fuck!” He groaned and pulled you both off him.
Ripping his hand from the one in Bakugou’s hair, he stroked his cock and aimed it at you. With two pumps, he came all over your face. You flinched back as it almost hit your right eye.
Releasing you, he leaned forward as shame washed over you. Cum still spilled from your cunt. Being the only one covered in cum and naked, you felt dirty. This time, tears did pour over as you refused to make eye contact with the man above you.
Sensing your shame and pissed at being degraded, Bakugou glared at Midoriya. Hatred seeped from his pores.
Midoriya merely smirked. Tapping your collar, you were forced to look at him.
“It’s going to be so much fun completely breaking you two.”
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Remember: German is a lot different than English. I apologize for any mistakes.
Yandere: Izuku, Katsuki, Shoto
Trigger Warnings: mention of Torture, guilt tripping, kidnapping, yandere
The Escape-Experience!
It's been years since you were kidnapped by him.
You thought he was a good person, a hero, an angel himself.
You had this impression of him all your school lifelong.
Then you woke up, chained.
Of course
There are no people who are entirely good. Fate showed it to you again in the most painful way.
Deku was a bad person, a villain, a monster himself.
For years, he has given you a false image of him.
But I can do that too
Usually, you defeat your opponent with their own weapon. That's exactly what you did with him.
For years, you've given him a false image of yourself.
You did everything he wanted. After all, it doesn't take much to be a perfect housewife.
Reality hits him hard when he comes home after a long mission and finds an empty house in front of him.
Someone kidnapped you!
It doesn't even occur to him that you might have left him. You love him as much as he loves you! Why would you even think of that? So, why would he?
It's been years since he felt such a thirst for blood, while being without you.
He wouldn’t simply kill your kidnapper… He would torture him to death!
Non-stop, without sleep, he searches for you.
It was a coincidence that he found you under a bridge.
"Reader!"
He doesn't see the horror on your face, doesn't take the time to think about why your kidnapper isn't with you. He's just happy to have you in his arms again, to bring you home and go on living your life in peace. He won’t punish you, chains you up or anything else. Why should he? It’s not your fault you were kidnapped.
However, you won't be able to escape a second time.
After all, we don't want anyone to kidnap you again, do we?
You should have been called stupid for even thinking of fleeing.
We're talking about Katsuki Bakugou: King Explosion Murderer.
The probability that you will manage to escape at all is almost zero percent. He didn't chain you anywhere, but the security system is higher than in any other house in Japan.
So, imagine how surprised he was when he entered the home and you were no longer there.
He knew you didn't really love him. He knew that his love was sick. He knew that what he was doing was not right.
It was clear from the beginning that at some point you would try to escape. That's why he took such precautions. So...
How did you do it?
Bakugou may seem strong and cold all the time, but deep down he is very vulnerable. That's why he's standing there, hurt, but also a little panicked.
Where did you go?
How far are you ahead?
Will he ever find you again?
What if he can't find you anymore?
Life without you is impossible!
However, it doesn't take too long for him to find you.
He knows you, has studied your thoughts, and stalked your behavior.
Before you know where you want to go next, he's already there.
You have lost the freedom to move around the house. At least for now.
After all, life without you is impossible. So why would he risk it again?
Shoto is not a bad person. All he wants is a little love, which he never really got to experience as a child. It would never have come to his mind that he would lock you up in his house, he doesn't want to do anything that could upset you, after all.
But the first time your life was in danger and Shoto sat powerless next to your hospital bed, he acted out of fear.
He can't lose you! The love you give him is making him feel complete!
What would he be without it?
Nothing.
So, he kidnapped you as soon as you were released from the hospital. No security system, no cameras, nothing.
He could never dream of doing something like that to you.
That's why it was so easy for you to escape.
But fate is cruel, so, you ran right into him.
When he got home, tears streamed through his face.
"I'm sorry, Reader. I just can't lose you!"
"I'm just so scared!"
"Please don't be mad! I love you so much!"
Seeing Shoto crying like that would break everyone's heart. So, you pull him into your embrace. It's so warm...
That it makes it even more difficult for him to force tears...
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THE DESPERATE HERO
YANDERE IZUKU MIDORIYA
Warning: May contain triggering content, sexual assault, non-consensual touching, creepy and stalkerish behavior, and yandere content.
Summary: She has been a fickle little friend, and her avoidant nature leads up to a disastrous position, and her best friend is the center of it all. Grown into a man, a focused and determined young man that meets with his distant friend who will avoid him at any cost. What shall occur?
"Hey, I stopped by to see you again, are you home?" three taps on the door and her shoulder flinch up, blood-shoot eyes swift to steady on the voice behind the main entrance, menacingly dark and unwelcoming, "I want to talk to you, please don't ignore me." he pleaded, another series of knocks chimed throughout her space and tensed up the peace. Then, it began. The phone calls.
The device illuminated with life in the clutches of her hand, stiff and unrelenting against the soft metal that buzzed silently, she peered down and without a thought, pressed her finger on the power button and brought the screen into darkness. Lifeless and still.
"You don't even pick up your phone, how am I supposed to talk to you? Please just let's sit down and speak, I'm sorry for what I did the night before." he continued, "I wasn't thinking straight." He had leaned closer to the door, kept his hand on the handle, and tried to listen in to her movements she's sure. "You don't have to isolate yourself, there are people who care about you, please let me help you."
The peacekeeper talk had crawled under her skin, the times he uses it to bring about change that would benefit him, and keep her aware of her every wrongdoing. Her bad habit of pushing people out of her life had become a prominent obstacle in his way, and he had his chances.
She knew she should have kept away from him the moment he held her hand, but best friends always do, so she never said anything about it.
She really should have pulled her hand back when he blushed and flashed her a shy smile, gently combing through his green hair and leaving no space between them. She was wrong in not doing anything.
"I... Know you were avoiding me since the time we held hands, you were cutting me out of your life and I didn't want that! I want to be your friend forever, I want to help you, please let me in." his voice held no motive other than to convince her she was the one who was overreacting. Somehow, his kiss was a friendly gesture, and she'd never believe that the innocent izuku had put his lips on hers, he just didn't seem the most courageous. When it came to her, at least.
"That one time, I called out your name, you almost pretended that you didn't hear me and walked into the bathroom, that was mean of you but I'm not mad, I get it, I'm somewhat clingy, and I'll try my best not to be. So, please open the door."
She would rather risk their friendship than feel the immense discomfort of being observed under his gaze, but confrontation seems impossible once she steps out and into the wide big world, he'd find her during his duty and she would have to sprint back home in a sweaty mess. Barely managing to dodge him all while.
Her eyes locked onto the handle and saw it shift, she knew his patience was cracking and she'd be one to piece them back for the sake of harmony.
He never liked her pushing him out of her life. All too many times, that seemed to be the case for her, and to get him off her back she would get to be the peacekeeper.
"Please let me inside your life. I want to be a part of it, even if a little. I want to be by your side."
The hopelessness in his voice made her reconsider, made her sympathetic for a moment, and provoked her to get onto her feet and move toward the only thing blocking him out. The one thing she's hesitant to unseal.
Resting her hand on the wood, she bends to look into the peak hole. Standing near, he's drawing in breath quicker, and the tears pooled in his eyes made her will weaker and the desire to let him in stronger. But she knows better.
"Please, I can't live without you. Let me in..." he inhaled a choked sob, "I love you... I love you so much, it hurts."
"You know, I think you're cool... Cooler than me, at least." she laughed, chugging down her last portion of vanilla tea, and looked at the astonished man with smiling eyes. His freckled cheeks vaguely appeared red before the fluorescent lights, his mug in his hands held tighter while he gulped.
"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you," he replied, fondly staring at his beverage. Before lifting his gaze back up to see her walk into the kitchen, he kept his glass down and suddenly stood up. Followed in her trail and ended up behind her as she was calmly washing her cup.
Izuku didn't know where he found the intrepidity to finally wrap his arms around her waist and rest his chin in the crook of her neck, something he's been wanting to do forever. She didn't seem all that stunned at first, she kept still and slowly turned around to face him. An unanswered question lingered in her head, her eyes questioning his abrupt change.
"I love you... so much..." he starts, staring into her and steadying his grip, the distance between them was little and he's never felt his heart racing so fast, he forgets what he set out to complete.
"I figured that much." she giggled but it wasn't her usual teasing one, this one had a sad tone, "I knew this was coming and I still wasn't prepared for it." she carried on, "I'm not ready to commit to a relationship, I'm far too avoidant for it. Plus, I'll only hurt you and that's what I've done so far so, I'm sorry to deny your feelings but, I can't do it."
She gently attempts to shake him off, but he doesn't let her and quickly stumbles to give a reason, "No! no, you are not, you've never hurt me and you and I know each other better than anyone else, I want to be a part of your life so please don't push me out after so long. We can try, can't we?" He brings her back close, sealing the gap so much so their nose touches.
"I know you better and no matter how much you try to cut me out, I'll keep coming back for you, I love you that much. I can't imagine being without you."
"No, we both know it's only going to hurt us so let's not get ahead of ourselves and stop, you have a life better worth spending on someone else, you know it, so let me go izuku," she argued and forcibly made her way out of his embrace.
"I want to spend it with you!!" he yells, in a frenzy corners her into a kitchen counter and the electronics fall out of place while the clean cup she had set down drops to the floor and into a handful of chunks. She looks at him and she's taken aback by the strength he used on her, laid down in an awkward position she whimpers and pushes her hand against his chest.
"I don't want to." she hisses, catching the man off-guard as he goes quiet with the realization. Hurt displayed in his leafy green eyes, she knew she hit a nerve.
"You can't cut me out of your life again, I won't let you..." it was sudden and raw, anger twisting his features into a person she's rarely seen, and the kiss had barely registered in her mind while she contemplates the unexpected change in the tides.
His scarred hand lowered down to her hip, while her futile attempts at throwing him off her seemed impossible. Suffocated by the kiss, she squirms in misery feeling his lips press down on hers and his body radiating heat that made it so much more unbearable.
She snakes her hand to claw into his arm but it didn't induce an expected reaction of pain, instead, he moaned, and took it as a sign to continue.
Certain the moment he leans back and disconnects their kiss, she'll scream.
He didn't want that.
Cupping her face, he muffles whatever struggling noise she makes, he sadly stares down at her face and gives her a reassuring smile, his right hand moving down to her warm spot, before slowly feeling her long skirt, and revealing the color of her panties.
"I promise I'll take care of you..." he whispers, snuggling closer to her body heat and caging her underneath him.
He seemed to blush with glee, while he unbuttons her green shirt and fests his eyes on the black bra perfectly fitting her chest, he slightly trembles as he traces his hand against her collarbone. His ear redden, and his stiff muscle loosened.
He chuckles, tears gathered in his eyes while he slopes his head down, "I love you... I love you so much, it almost hurts." he mutters against her skin, then looked up at her. "I want to be someone special to you."
"I just want you..."
The doorbell rings, piercing the stagnant air as izuku quickly drags his attention to the unwanted visitor, his hold on her face grew tight. This was her chance, but her silenced words could only be heard by izuku.
"Pizza delivery." shouted a monotone voice.
"Hello, ma'am?" he repeated four knocks. "I'll leave the pizza by the porch." he finished once no response came from anyone, and soon, she was left alone with him.
But the slight deviation was what she needed.
Grabbing the steel pencil holder, she banged it on his head and used her leg to give him one final shove to get him off her, immediately after making a mad dash to her room and closing the door in time. Not stopping there, she ran to her bathroom and locked herself in for what seemed like a day before he decided to leave.
Not after slamming into the door once or twice.
She remembers coming out of there, scared inside her own house while she checks every room and every hidden place to see if he had truly left, she locked herself in her house and hasn't decided to leave until he showed up again.
If he wanted to, he could burst through the door and get to her. But for however long it takes, she will not let him enter her life again.
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" You bathe with me, or you Dont bathe at all"
With Izuku please 💕
Warnings: mentions of noncon, subtle threats, gn reader
mdni
The steam emitting from the tub was soothing, Izuku had put your favorite soap in the bath for you, bubbles at the top of the hot water. Tea candle lights were lit on each corner, each one your favorite scent.
It would've been perfect, your nether regions still sore and throbbed from his nightly session of "love making" as he so kindly liked to call it. You wanted nothing more than to get in and soak your pain and struggles away. Alone, even for a few minutes.
But there was one thing standing away from you and that temporary bliss.
"Well, aren't you going to get in?"
You were pressed against him, bare skin pressed against his own. It was painfully intimate and it made you squirm in discomfort.
"Aw, are you shy?" Your captor cooed at you, his arms wrapped around your waist, making you look down at them. "There's no reason to be. I did this all for you."
Scars littered his chest, stomach and arms. Years of hero work showing like art on his skin. It was painfully intimidating, a brutal reminder that no matter what you did you'd always be weak in comparison to him.
"De-" You quickly corrected yourself, seeing the dark look in his green eyes. "Izuku, please. Can't I just do this by myself? I won't try anything I swear."
"You either bathe with me, or you don't bathe at all." He responded calmly. "If you don't want it, we can go straight back to bed and go another round. I think you need to be taught some manners."
"But-"
"Get in the tub, (Y/n)." He urged you forward, almost making you stumble. "I'm not going to ask again."
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Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku
TW: NSFW, dubcon, captive darling, abuse of power, coercion, deepthroating, penetration v, threesome, degradation
fem reader
Thinking of pro-heroes Dynamight and Deku finally capturing the villain they’ve long been seeking, only to offer her a get-out-of-jail-free card if she gives them a little something in return…
You’re on your knees between them.
“Aww, now that’s a pretty sight~ ain’t it, Deku?”
“Agree, Kachan~ who’d've known the little felon could be so sweet~”
It’s but a small favor in regard to what they’re giving you in exchange. Suck their cocks, and you go free. You’ve done worse for less before. Being a criminal has never come without costs.
Still… the whole thing is so embarrassing. Mouth wide open with their leaky cockheads hugging for space inside it. They’re way too big to both have room, but they don’t seem all that concerned by it.
“C’mere,” The blonde groans, taking your head for himself – angling your plump lips back and forth on his shaft, sucking his teeth as you suckle on the fat veins found there. “That’s it, street scum- earn that freedom…”
Another weighty palm drapes your head, and you’re steered over to the other throbbing member. He nudges his tip inside your mouth and has the plush head fuck the pocket of your cheek, eerily smiling down at the sight. “Street scum is a bit harsh, isn’t it? I mean, look at that face~” He purrs, petting the abused cheek he was bulging.
Your hair is pulled in the other direction again, and you pop off the one in your mouth only to be invaded by the other again – this time deeper – and deeper again. He uses both hands to hold you down.
“Still only useful for one thing-” He growls, and you gag, spit bubbles frothing around the shaft as your throat tightens up.
When he lets go, you jerk back with a cough – both your palms splayed flat on the ground, spluttering with hiccups, spit drooping down your chin while sipping sharp breaths that burn in your lungs.
“Aw- where’d all that confidence go, hm?” His hand tangles back in your hair and angles your face up again – now riddled with pretty deep-throat tears. Lips bloated and shivering with short shuddering inhales and exhales.
“’Think the poor thing bit off a little more than she could swallow…” The other man muses, grabbing your jaw and angling you his way again, pushing his slicken cockhead passed your lips.
He drives just as deep as the former one did, aided by all four of their hands pushing you down until your nose pressed into the stiff muscles of his pelvis, buried in the ticklish green curls there – feeling his cock bend down the gorge of your throat. It does an excited jump each time you gag.
He pulls out slowly – but not all the way – looking down at you as you suck in breaths around the chub of his grith.
“We can always test ‘nother of yer’ holes if it gets too much for yah?” The blonde husks, tapping the weight of himself against your forehead, resting his balls in your hair.
“Don’t patronize her- I think a hardened criminal can handle this much...” The one taking space in your mouth says – beginning to slide himself all the way back down again, hitting your uvula like a punching bag with his balls slapping wetly against the slobber on your chin.
Your hands brace themselves against the stiff muscles on his thighs, feeling them flex through the spandex of his tight uniform. You close your eyes, squeezing them tight as he bores down your jugular again. Spluttering up spit and taking desperate breaths once you’re released.
You’re not given much time before another fist finds your hair again – though this time, your own hands come up to protect you – keeping yourself at arms-length by bracing against the oncoming hips.
“Wah-wait- break- just-” You blub, and the cock slides up your face instead, tapping its hefty weight against your cheek and temple.
“Hm, maybe you were right, Kachan. Maybe I was overestimating her…” The green-haired one mused, his voice sounding suggestive – followed by a soft scoff from the one resting his cock on your face.
“Okay then, up we go, lil’ crook-” He leaned down and grabbed you by the arm, lifting you from the floor. “Wouldn’t wanna make yah pass out, after all...”
He spun you around so your ass was pressed against his crotch, making you rest palms-first against the other man’s swole chest – standing tightly between them while the blonde behind you balled your dress up around your waist.
“No, wait- you’ll still let me go, right?” You stutter, reeling from the feel of his fat shaft, wet with your drool where it slid up between your crack while he softly humped his hips into your rear.
The one in front took your chin. “Oh- don’t worry~ let us have our fun, and we promise no prison.”
The cock is tapped on your asscheek whilst its owner places wet hot kisses up your neck. “Still up for it, hm?” He gruffs hotly at your ear, holding you steady by the hip whilst stroking himself in the other.
You bite your lips, brows doing little tremoring motions as you quickly try and mull it over in your head. Ending up with giving them a little nod.
He bites your earlobe with a rusty chuckle. “That’s a smart cookie.” Ushering you up to stand atop the other man’s shoes, making you just the right height for him to send his shaft down the cleft of your butt. Sliding it in between your thighs, rubbing himself against the puff of your cunt through the lacy silk of your panties.
He’s kind enough to get you a little warmed up first before peeling them aside and lightly slapping his manhood up against the slit. But the way you gasp is just way too cute for him to hold back – making him run his fat cockhead through your lips, back and forth to slick you up, rubbing over your clit – forcing an involuntary buck of your hips.
He hums at the movement, finding your hole and kissing it with his tip, groaning out a “Yer’ way too pretty for prison…” against your ear – playing with your entrance without pushing in just yet, giving the ill-prepped thing a warning of what to handle. “Poor doll would be everyone’s favorite lil’ jailbird.”
You croon with a whimper when he splits you open, even as he does so slowly – and the other guy takes the opportunity to catch your mouth with his.
“Wouldn’t stand a chance against the other inmates…” He moans, sliding his hand from your chin to your neck, holding it just tight enough to encourage you to keep your head up – as he slips his own thickness between the doughy fat of your inner thighs, rubbing over your clit on its way.
It makes you ache around the member bottoming out inside you. “Not to mention the guards…” He continued. “They’d all have a ball with fresh ‘n’ tight meat like you.”
You moan into the mouth in front of you, panting on his lips when he speaks. “It would be too cruel of us to send you to a place like that…”
“Despite it bein’ where all you wrongdoers belong.” The hands placed on your hips keep you planted as he pulls out and lolls forward again.
Your thighs shudder from the feel of it, squeezing the one caught between them tightly. “Poor thing would get passed around from morning to lights out.” His words pour into your mouth where it gapes open – feeling his ridges and veins catch your clit – making your lower belly coil like an adder – clawing your nails into his chest in order to pursue it.
“Tied to the bars of yer’ cell for everyone to have a go.” The one behind grunted, kneading himself into your womb – fucking you deep and slow enough to feel you flutter on his length. “We’ll be a lot nicer with yah.”
“Promise, sweet thing.” The one in front chuckles when you cum – shaking on both their cocks – weak in their hands – resting your sweet face against his chest with blank eyes glossed over from pleasure.
You’re not going to prison, but you’ll soon find out if you agree that staying locked up in their house as their personal pet is much different or better…
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mdni. yandere!boyfriend!izuku x implied!fem!reader. no specific reader pronouns used, stalking, implied nsfw, love bombing, manipulation, established relationship, unedited.
you hear failed romance stories all of the time. cheating, wrong timing, or simply incompatibility. all from friends who show up to your door crying after another failed romance attempt, cousins who still seem to find a way to shit on you during family dinners and make it seem like their romance life is still better than yours.
it makes you unsure of what to think, and how to respond. but surely, you know that that could never be you, because you have izuku.
sweet, handsome izuku, whom you could only ever think of as your boyfriend who you, dare-say, love so dearly.
izuku could never cheat on you, not when he was too busy doting on you. almost every second of every day was spent with him at your side, and when he was at work, it was texts every two minutes and calls every five minutes with voicemails blowing up your inbox when you couldn't answer the phone.
then there was the compliments.
compliments. compliments. compliments.
izuku made sure the word beautiful was something you heard daily, a morning and night routine just as the sun rises and right before you fall asleep, and, of course, all those hours in-between alongside the many other affections he expresses throughout the day.
smart, talented, gentle, fashionable, adorable, gorgeous, kind.
every other second, compliments drowned you in an ocean of izuku's affection. it was sweet, so very sweet.
it was love-bombing.
you questioned the term the first time you heard your friend bring it up. "oh, love bombing? you know, it's just bombing someone with love, like giving them compliments, doing stuff for them. it all happens really fast but it's supposed to be some manipulative thing just to get someone's affection."
"oh, really?" you questioned your relationship in that moment, but only in that moment. okay, so maybe it's only been a week or two since you started dating izuku, but surely that's not what happened. izuku is just too good of a boyfriend.
and he just happens to know you so well. from stuff like your usual drink order to your nervous habits.
and little do you know, he also knows where you like to take your lunch break, the route you take home from work, how you unwind once you get home, even though you don't live together.
but that's how he learns, it's how he got to be the wonderful boyfriend you've come to love. and when he asks you to stay for the night, you'll see how he keeps the spare blankets and towels in the closet the same way you do, and folds his clothes the same way you do.
he'll make you feel good, the same way you do.
and then you'll lay in bed together afterwards, kissing and holding each other. he'll press another soft kiss to your lips, long because he wants to savor every second of your lips against his. then he'll pull away, just long enough to ask you to move in with him, and you'll say yes.
because he loves you and you love him.
he made sure of that.
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— Pu$$y eater
Pairing: yandere Deku x female reader
Warnings: Smut: use of word of cunt/pussy, praise play/body worship, oral receiving (reader), groping (reader received), cursing.
Authors note: There may still be some mistakes as this was wrote on my phone; tried my best.
Izuku was whipped for you.
He loves you with every fiber of his being, he loved seeing you smile, especially if he was the cause for it.
He loves everything about you, even the oddest things, you consider the worst of you.
He gets so hard thinking about you praising him, hell, even the sheer thought of you touching him, hugging him, and the smell of you make his knees weak.
He, especially, loved smelling you, stealing your clothes to jack off whenever he couldn't.
He couldn't get enough of you, just like right now.
You were laying down in bed, thighs wrapped around Izuku's head while your being fucked out.
You're a drooling mess, fingers gripping at his curly hair and the sheets below you.
The broken cries made him even harder, making his eyes roll back as he kept eating.
You felt on cloud (9) nine, seeing white dots in your vision as it became blurry, fast.
As you kept moaning, you made eye contact with his green eyes; making him groan into your cunt, making you moan out louder to the vibrations.
“B-bunny...hah, you've got the p-prettiest pussy I've ever s-seen...”
His breath tickles your inner thighs as his tongue runs a lap up your drooling slit, messy from the praise your boyfriend had knowingly fed you.
Your body is hot, hotter than ever and when you down at his shiny green eyes—they’re reassuring, telling you it’s okay for you to let out those cute little gasps, cries, and moans.
You arch your back, rutting your hips into his face as his nose bumps your sensitive clit.
He could tell you were almost at your limit, seeing tears amongst tears fall down your pretty, angel‐like face.
As he kept licking and growling on your pussy, he kept digging further into your sweet spot; pulling at your folds, sucking on your clit until you couldn't pronounce his name anymore.
“Mmm'—You taste like sweets, 'm gonna make you feel like this over and over again.”
He slurs his words, clearly being pussy-drunk
He thrusts his tongue inside you over and over again, cursing and spitting at your sweet ol' sensitive cunt.
As he kept eating you out, his left arm let go of the inside of your thigh, slowly traveling up to your breasts and pulling at your nipples; kneading them as he kept pulling you forward to his soaked face.
“You moan my name, my name. No one else's. Who does this pretty pussy belong to?”
You gasp, “Y-you! Yours, Izuku!”
“That's right pretty girl, beg for it. Beg to cum.”
“'Z-'Zuku, i-I want it! Wan' it, please!”
You demand, wailing as he dives in more, slurping your juices like it was his favorite meal.
Your voice starts to crack, growing raspy.
You cry over and over again, tears falling down your cheeks from the overstimulation as the pleasure and pain mix together; like chocolate and syrup.
“'M gonna cum! Lemme cum 'Zuzu!”
Your legs are shaking, choking on your words as your toes curl and your hands tighten on Izuku's hair.
“i-love you!” Comes with your muffled sobs, thighs tightening as you pressure your hold on his head.
They're quickly forced back open by his two (2) big scarred hands, taking turns fastly to play with your clit and pulling at your nipples.
His tongue was killing you, ravaging your spasming hole with his magical muscle.
As you cry loudly, back arching from the bed, and toes curling; you cum big.
“That's right baby girl, you did such a good job. 'M love you so, so so much.”
Izuku praises you, letting his hands wander to fondle your breasts and body.
He gently kept kitten-licking your messy cunt, drooling.
You roll your eyes to the back of your skull, realizing that this wasn't the end and that, in no way, he was stopping.
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Hiii If you still take requests for bnha and you feel comfortable can I request yandere? Villain Deku (or normal if you want) or toga you can choose with a shy timid cute s/o? Sorry I just need fluff in my life (I know yandere isn’t fluffy but I’m not the greatest at requesting 😅)
I can do an evil Deku! I've always liked that au tbh!
Pairing: Villain!Deku x Fem!Reader
Tags: possessiveness, obsession, forced kiss, confession, forced cuddles, injuries, yandere Deku
A/N: Villian Deku is one of my fav aus of all time. So much potential for this cute, happy guy to just be... fucked up.
Deku can't stop staring at you from the moment he meets you
He's constantly finding an excuse to be by your side
At first it was cute, he was like a little puppy following you around and hanging onto your every word
He was very protective of you and would always look for you on field missions
Really wanted to get the same missions as you but sadly he couldn't
Texted you a lot when you were apart which is the first time you noticed things going wrong
He seemed jealous of the heroes you partnered up with, even if they were his friends
Was very touchy with you when you saw each other again
Looked you over like you were a pet he was checking for injuries
He asked a lot of questions about who you were hanging out with
Would make an active effort to sit closer to you, his smiles are still the same, his cheerfully tone too, but there's something about his eyes that makes him more... unsettling
Has a separate book that he takes notes about you in, like his notebook about heroes, just as detailed
Will and has caused more damage then necessary and sometimes injured himself just so you would dote on him
Injured you too on occasion but he always says that it's because his powers are hard to get a hang off
Starts to get more demanding of you time and blows up when you can't hang out with him
His grip can sometimes get too tight, resulting in bruises and injuries
He's very apologetic and even panicking about them, insisting on you staying here so he can make you feel better instead of going with others
Starts sneaking into your room at night
He knows he isn't supposed to be there but he just wants to make sure you're doing ok
You squirming away from him makes no difference, he's much stronger then you are, besides he won't do anything bad, he just wants to cuddle with his crush
Admitting that he's in love with you is a little embarrassing but maybe now you'll start to see why he's doing the things he's doing and you can return his feelings now that you know of them
Smothers you in kisses, lots of them
Shy about kissing you on the lips but might as well, you'll be dating from this point on anyways so there's no point in him holding back o his affections anymore right?
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yandere!izuku with a soft little darling that’s still a virgin. he’s got them tied up on his bed in pretty pink lace and they just look so good he can’t control himself. hands kneading the fat of their legs and pushing their thighs together to slot his cock in between.
“don’t worry, my love. i won’t ruin your innocence, not yet. but i need some relieve. you’ll let me have this, right?” and they have no choice but to feel him fucking their thighs and spilling all over their stomach.
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