#izuku just leaning into those toxic urges and the way he wants to do it with YOU specifically

[oh-katsuki]

tw: obsession, yandere!izuku, jealousy, possessiveness

insane izuku does something to my blood. the way he’s so obsessed with you, the way he has the urge to literally become part of you if he could.

just imagine the look in his eyes, obsessive and adoring and fucking scary. the way his greedy scarred hands would feel across your body, how he’d touch and lick every part of you he could.

izuku’s inlaid jealousy. his insecurities all put towards you, doting and devoted and unbelievably possessive. it’s almost frightening. almost.

[starfire0283]

Yandere! Shouta Aizawa X Quirkless! Izuku Midoriya

I am new to Tumblr, so bare with me please. This is an au, please don’t judge, but I don’t really care if you do, it’s honestly up to you. If a part two is requested I will make it.  Just so you know, you shouldn’t admire yandere relationships, you shouldn’t romanticize them either (but yet I am in a way, so don’t do what I’m doing).  If you are going through a relationship that is abusive, toxic, or you have on with someone who has yandere tendencies, I suggest you get help before you get too attached.  Do not attempt to kidnap anyone or do anything else in this book, except for normal sex,

Warning: Lemon (I guess), definitely not kid friendly, smut, and supper shitty.

Trigger Warnings: Kidnapping, Rape, Possible Stockholm Syndrome, and Yandere Tendencies.

Synopsis:  Izuku is 22 and quirkless, transgender male.  He isn’t fully transgender, he just cut his hair, changed is name, his pronouns, and wears a binder.  He somehow catches the eye of the pro hero, Eraserhead (I’ll let you decide how) and gets kidnaped.  Yada yada yada (can’t tell you too much ;) ), Izuku may or may not develop Stockholm Syndrome, you’ll have to read to find out.

A mop of forest green hair ran through a dark alley.  His breathing was heavy and his felt like they were on fire.  He had fifteen feet till he reached a populated street.  Now ten.  Now five. Now-.  A grey material wrapped around the greenette’s arms and legs, a harsh tug at the other end brought the male back to where he started.  “Where do you think your going kitty?”  The male’s emerald eyes looked behind him to confirm what he already knew.  “I thought we talked about running away Izuku.”

A raven haired man was holding Izuku hostage, the males eyes glowed a bright red and his hair was floating.  “M-mr. A-a-aizawa.”  The bounds around him tightened.  “S-shouta.  I promise I won’t do it again!  Just please don’t hurt her, she has nothing to do with this, I just wanted some fresh air.”

Tears were now streaming down Izuku’s face, Shouta felt a tang of pity for the younger male, but he was too consumed in anger to even think about an agreement the dealt with her.  Shouta started to drag Izuku back to his prison.  “I promise I won’t run away again if you promise not to hurt her.”

Shouta stopped.  He turned around and used his scarf to bring Izuku close to his face.  “Oh, Izu.  I’ll leave her alone as long as you’re a good kitty and don’t mention her again.  That includes during your punishment tonight.”  Izuku felt a shudder go do his spine when Shouta said Izu, but fear built up inside him as he thought about what his punishment would be.  Shouta leaned in to whisper something into his ear and felt something inside Izuku swell up, but he couldn’t just lay his finger on it.

Aizawa finished dragging Izuku back to his house.  As soon as they entered Shouta’s room, he threw Izuku on to his bed and walked over to his dresser.  Izuku knew better so he just lied down on the bed still wrapped in the restraints.  He closed his eyes as he listened to Aizawa rummage threw his dresser.  Izuku could only lay there and pray that his punishment was too bad.  Aizawa had stopped digging through his drawer and padded quietly to his ‘prey’.  He sat down whatever it was on the bed.

The scarf around Izuku started to retract and he was getting even more nervous by the second.  Izuku nearly let out a yelp when his pants were pulled down if it wasn’t for the hand over his mouth.  Aizawa’s cold, calloused hands slither down and pulled Izuku’s underwear down.  A slight gasp left Izuku’s mouth as Aizawa grabbed his cunt.  “Oh, you like that?”

Izuku let out a small whimper and Aizawa stuck his index finger up Izuku’s virginia, reciting a small gasp from the younger male.  “Very vocal today, aren’t we?  I guess you shouldn’t ran away, but nonetheless, I’ve been waiting for this”.  Izuku’s face grew red in shame.  He could feel the warmth in his core, and it only got worse as Aizawa moved his finger around inside him.  “Look at that, you’re wet already.  You’re so slick, you’re a dirty little slut aren’t you?  And you’re my slut.”

Aizawa slowly took off Izuku’s shirt while still fingering him.  Right before he took off his shirt completely, Aizawa harshly inserted a second finger into Izuku’s core eliciting a moan from the greenette.  Aizawa was making scissors as he took off Izuku’s binder.  Aizawa’s capture scarf crept up and coiled around Izuku’s wirst.  It then wrapped around the bedpost preventing Izuku’s hands from moving.

Aizawa slipped another finger in to Izuku’s hole, receiving another moan from him.  While Aizawa was slowly fingering and teasing Izuku, he was fumbling with some sort of metal.  He connected two different metal objects to the lower bedpost and closed each one around Izuku’s ankles.  The cuffs forced him to keep his legs spread and it was impossible to close them until the cuff were removed or the chains were broken.  The chain needed a different key to unlock them and if the chains were broken, they would inject a sedative into it’s victims so they wouldn’t get far.

Izuku knew this because he had somehow broken a chain and had only gotten ten feet before he started to feel dizzy.  Yet, right now, there wasn’t any fear in him, only the urge for Aizawa to go faster, the slowness was driving him crazy.  Aizawa, almost as if he read Izuku’s thoughts, picked up speed a little while messing with his belt and pants.  He pulled them down slowly and started to kiss Izuku near kis core which still had three moving fingers in it.

Izuku let out a moan before quickly clamping his mouth shut.  “Ah, Kitty, don’t be selfish.  I want to hear you sing.”  Aizawa removed his fingers and a disappointed look came across Izuku’s face. He felt so good with Aizawa in him and he couldn’t understand why, he hated himself for it.  Aizawa took his shirt off at an agonizingly slow speed that made Izuku whimper, but the poor boy could figure it out.  Before he could think about it anymore, Aizawa dropped his boxers and Izuku gaped at his length for hundredth time.  Aizawa wasn’t really long, but he was wide.

Before Izuku could protest, Aizawa’s warm breath skimmed over his heat an Izuku had a sharp intake of breath.  Aizawa let a small smile creep onto his lips.  Aizawa stuck his tongue into Izuku’s hole and teased him a little before he did laps around Izuku’s cunt.  Gasps and moans could be hear from Izuku as Aizawa worked his magic.  After a few more laps, Aizawa cleaned Izuku’s hole of any and all liquids, while in the process, teasing it so it would release a white and gooey substance on his tongue.  Soon enough it did, and as cum poured out of Izuku’s hole, Aizawa’s tongue was lapping up every last drop.  while Aizawa was ‘feasting on Izuku’s pussy, said male was screaming and moaning Aizawa’s name.

Because of that, Aizawa went beyond what he usually does for a punishment.  He let Izuku’s high die down some, but not too much before he lined up his cock with Izuku’s core.  Fear was prominent in the younger male’s eyes when he realized that Aizawa was going to fuck him, and that he was going to get fucked without protection.  yet again, before Izuku could think about it, Aizawa was already on the next step.  Aizawa lined up with Izuku’s entrance and pushed in.  Izuku let out a pained gasp, but his slick entrance clutched Aizawa’s dick as if it was his life line.  Aizawa started to slowly thrust, but it quickly escalated it Aizawa full blown ramming into Izuku.  They screamed each others names when then came and were riding off their organism.  Aizawa was exhausted, but he wasn’t done yet.

He crawled up to Izuku’s head and put Izuku’s wrist into the cuff connected to those bedposts.  Aizawa threw his scarf on to his nightstand and waited until Izuku opened his mouth. When he did, Aizawa stuck his cock in it and Izuku let out a moan of delight.  Izuku sucked on Aizawa’s cock until it was swollen and a bright red.

Aizawa then decided that the ‘punishment’ that Izuku had was a joke.  He decided that he would break Izuku legs in the morning, but it was still night and he could have as much fun with Izuku as he wanted.  He walked over to his drawer and pulled out a viberator that entered both holes.  He inserted the viberator and grabbed his knife from his nightstand.  “Shouta?”

“Yes, Kitty?”

“I love you.”

Aizawa got back on the bed and turned the sex toy, he slowly started to drag his knife across old scars and spell his name, he even caved a few new hearts into Izuku’s skin.  “I love you too.”  Izuku just yelled and moaned Shouta’s name the whole time.  “One more thing, call me daddy if you really love me.”

“DADDY~!”

Aizawa swore that it would have woken up the whole neighborhood if his house wasn’t soundproof.  After Aizawa was done cutting Izuku’s skin, he asleep to the sounds of Izuku’s moans and screams because he left the viborator in him.  Right before Aizawa went to bed, he turned the toy up to high.  Izuku slept after his thrashing woke up Aizawa, let’s just say, for putting on a good show, Izuku was allowed to sleep all day the next day.

[lilypad-make]

BNHA Fanfic Recs

Like One for All is passed , I pass on these fic recs 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23189671/chapters/55510960

There is a League spy somewhere in Ryloth High School. Four UA students are selected to find the traitor.

And so Midoriya Izuku goes undercover as an ordinary, Quirkless high schooler

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23577970

A stray blast from a quirk leaves Aizawa MIA for 2 weeks. When he gets back to UA, he isn't alone. He acted as a hero, even while hopping between dimensions.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23125075/chapters/55334284#workskin

Midoriya and Todoroki just wanted a relaxing trip to go buy new All Might merch. Howevor that goes out the window when the two of them run into one of Midoriya's old middle school teachers. Specifically, the quirkist one who seemed to have it out for Izuku. Midoriya struggles not to regress into his old mindset and Todoroki struggles to help his friend.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23145532

In an attempt to raise Shouto's spirits, Izuku makes an unannounced visit to the new Todoroki household to ask Fuyumi if she will teach him how to make Shouto's favorite cold soba.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23153374

Uraraka heads home to congratulate her friend on getting number one. She didn’t realize how worried he was about it.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23166436

While briefly returning to Japan for a case, Toshinori sets out on the monumental task of grocery shopping. Fortunately, someone is there to save him from his poor decision making skills. Or from accidentally poisoning himself, probably.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23191612

A Dad Might fic in which Toshinori Yagi goes toe-to-toe with an anti-hero who’s been menacing the people he cares about.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23194696

Mineta was being his usual annoying self. Midoriya got fed up.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23288878/chapters/55775314#workskin

Raccoon Eyes slams her palms down on the table. “I’ve got it!” She cries exuberantly, and jabs a finger in Shitty Hair’s face. “Pick dare!” Kirishima looks a bit taken aback by the sudden demand.

“Uh, yeah sure, dare,” he agrees, leaning back in his seat. Ashido grins maniacally and slams her hands down again, but drops her voice. “I dare you to sneak over and get Midori’s journal!” Katsuki feels something twist in his stomach, something buried, forgotten, toxic. “If you bring it over here, he’ll have to come join!”

“Mina, I don’t know if that’s-” Kirishima begins, clearly hesitating as he glances in Deku’s direction.

“You can’t back down from a dare!” Ashido says fiercely. “That’s like, the opposite of manly!” Fuck. Those damn magic words. Katsuki’s not sure why he does it liar, but he turns to face Shitty Hair and grabs the collar of his shirt.

“Don’t,” he growls lowly.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23386324

Midoriya questions his classmates on the quirkless after wondering if they'd still like him if they knew.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23406181

Deku has always been a fanboy, from the time he was young enough to understand that All Might was the best hero to ever exist to him becoming a pro hero. After becoming number one hero, he was invited to host the first year's sports festival.

Deku being Deku.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23375245

Eri was confused. She knew that she had put her socks on her table properly, as Mr. Aizawa had shown her. Then why were they gone if she had packed them away?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22436452/chapters/53607226

Izuku will never admit to it but the first time he found solace on top of a building that reminded him of how small he is in a world so vast, he wasn't fifteen, or fourteen, or twelve. He wasn't a boy dreaming to be a hero and to be like the Symbol of Peace, nor was he a child who faced too early the cruelty of a world filled with wonders and quirks.

He was ten and he was looking out of their balcony door back at the apartment with his mom after a long day at school and out of childish curiousity, he peered through the cemented wall that separated him and the open space that could've spelled death if he made a mistake. And the view enthralled him - to be in a place so high, to see people walking and rushing and running and being - it allowed him to see a world that filled him with the thought that from this high up, maybe he wasn't the only one that felt so small.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22988413

Toshinori doesn’t know how long he’s been crying, doesn’t know what was happening around him. He doesn’t see 1-A’s worried glances, misses Aizawa’s shoulder squeeze and Recovery Girl’s gentle pat, misses everything that’s in his field of vision because everything just spelled pain.

And he thought he knew pain, thought he knew loss, thought he knew hurt and anger and brokenness – but the waves crash against him over and over and he finds himself unable to breathe.

Why is the world so intent on taking away those he holds dear?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23295103

What’s your deal, Midoriya?” And Midoriya blinks at him, surprised, as Hitoshi cuts him off from congratulating him. And he sees the shift in the boy’s eyes and he knows that he’s in for another long-ass round of apology and the weight on his chest is getting heavier and heavier and he doesn’t want to deal with any of that so before Midoriya can rain him a barrage of “I’m sorry” that he doesn’t particularly care about, he adds, “What’s a hero student like you so afraid of that you think everything you do is a mistake against the world?”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23295379

This is not what Shouta thought he'd find when he went to the common room in the middle of the night, but boy was he glad he was there.

.https://archiveofourown.org/works/23298967

Midoriya gets to the high places of U.A.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23317753?view_adult=true

Izuku goes to visit his mom one weekend, but what he doesn't know is that a certain One For All user is following him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23323039

Aizawa-sensei, who was always careful; Aizawa-sensei who Izuku had worked to hard to please; Aizawa-sensei who had expected Izuku to get better. And Izuku hadn’t. He’d done it again.

“You didn’t think anyone would help you,” Aizawa-sensei started. Izuku’s throat dried up.

“No,” he whispered.

Or: Izuku tries to hide an injury—a small one—from his teacher. It doesn't go well.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22650859

“Is there anyone else you want us to call?” Ochako asks gently, and Eri chews on her lip and looks down and away. “Do you want me to call Deku?” Ochako pushes, and it’s worth it for the way Eri’s head snaps back up to her, eyes wide with hope, before she looks away again.

“I’ll send him a text!” Mina pipes up, already having her phone out and typing rapidly on it. “He’s just on the other side of the building, Eri-chan,” she waves the phone at her with a wide smile that squints her eyes shut. “All done, he should be here any min-“

The door to the room slams open, making them all jump and jerk their heads towards it. Ochako brings her fists up instinctively, heart hammering in her throat.

“What’s wrong with Eri?” Deku demands, standing in the doorway, green lightning sparking off his skin, eyes shifting around wildly as if looking for a threat, body braced in a battle stance.

(Or: 5 times Eri falls asleep on Izuku + 1 time Izuku falls asleep on her)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17513966

Midoriya beams at him and Tokoyami is suddenly hit with the urge to look away. “So bright,” he mutters under his breath, low enough that Midoriya can’t hear him.

(or, Midoriya is a problem child who just really loves his friends)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23167981

Brace, noun — a device fitted to something to give support.

Izuku is about to graduate, but before that, he needs to try on his hero costume.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23189893

After USJ, Shouta has a few questions for All Might.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23197840

He’d mentioned offhandedly in class that he and All Might were going to make rounds, like U.A. wanted every year, to talk to middle schoolers about heroics, what the program looked like, and to answer any questions about applying and such. Shouta hasn’t been to Aldera before, close as it is; it just hasn’t appeared in his line-up.

But he’d seen Midoriya’s—and Bakugou’s—faces when he’d mentioned Aldera. Bakugou’s features had darkened, and he’d gripped the edge of his seat tightly. But Midoriya had gone perfectly blank.

Or: Aizawa meets Midoriya's middle school teacher, who seems to have an alarming view of his former student.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23243284

It isn't unusual to see pro hero Deku wearing merch for his fellow friends and heroes, but for his birthday, the former class 3-A flips the script.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23241424

“You don’t understand,” Shouta says, wanting to be anywhere but here. “We cannot do this. I physically cannot do this.” “Unfortunately—or rather fortunately,” All Might interrupts, smiling, “the principal’s already approved this. He said it would be, a… how did he phrase it, Yamada?” “A good bonding exercise!” Hizashi’s grinning, sly like a cat. “Shouta, it’s gonna be so fun, I promise.”

When Class 1-A is stuck at U.A. for summer vacation due to a villain threat, the teachers decide to start some fun. Unfortunately for Aizawa, he's included.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23592571

After Kamino. Toshinori feels weighed down with the knowledge that the world now knows his true form. He’s lost the last of One for All, and he can no longer be a hero. Nonetheless, he'll continue to support his successor and he won't let Izuku face the brunt of his burden alone.

Or: DadMight. That’s it. That’s the story.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23226532

“You deserve—”

“No, no,” Mirio says, waving his hands, “that’s not what I’m asking. Why do you, hm, why do you want to give your Quirk away? You don’t want it?”

Izuku can’t breathe. The guilt’s been eating at him; it’s been a glass shard in his chest since he was in the hospital, since Mirio took the bullet, since the look that the others had given him when Mirio had explained he didn’t have a Quirk anymore.

Or, Izuku and Mirio have a discussion about One for All.

During this hard times , please remember that you are not alone and we all are in this together !