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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 9 months ago

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(Dark!) BNHA: Toxic Relationship

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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Female Reader

Boys -> Hawks + Bakugo + Dabi + Deku

Reaction: Moments from your toxic relationship with your Pro-Hero boyfriend.

WARNINGS: Toxic Relationship; Abuse; Manipulation; Non-con.

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Hawks

“Y/n is a real clutz, y’know. Can’t even walk on even ground without tripping over her own feet.”

Your cheeks flame with humiliation as the camera pans to the crowd that laughs heartily at the demeaning words, as if Keigo had dropped the funniest joke they’ve ever heard.

“That’s adorable.” the woman laughs, “Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she has no quirk? I believe you said she is quirkless, right?”

Keigo chuckles, nodding as he crosses an ankle over his knee.

“She sure is. Can’t even imagine what type of quirk she’d have, she’s just not the type.”

Your hand grips the remote tighter. What does he mean by that? Does he think you’re not good enough to have a quirk?

You consider turning off the TV, but fortunately the interviewer changes the subject. They casually speak about the current stance of heroes and their struggles on fighting off criminals and villains.

Keigo is charming as usual, delivering answers that are a perfect portrait of responsibility with a sprinkle of humor. He’s good like that, even though his previous answers left a bitter taste in your mouth.

Somehow, they end up reaching the topic of hobbies and free time.

“Going Pro Hero leaves little time for myself, so sadly I don’t really have much time for hobbies. Wish I had.” he says humbly. “My girlfriend has lots of them, though.”

You inhale sharply. Not again.

For your misfortune, the woman gets interested.

Perhaps because it’s an exclusive interview and her network channel gave her orders to squeeze every drop of information they can get on Hawks’ personal life.

“What type of hobbies? She looks like she’s a great cook.” she tries to guess, but Keigo bursts laughing, holding his belly in an exaggerated mannerism.

“Nah, cooking isn’t really her department. Burned eggs and half-cooked pancakes are more her style. She doesn’t even-”

You change channels in a heartbeat, bursting in tears at the low insults.

You’re not that bad. Sure, you’re not amazing at cooking, but never once did Keigo complain when he eats the food you diligently make after he returns from patrols.

And now he slanders you on national television?

And the worst part? It’s not even the first time he’s done this.

Dabi

“There’s nothing to eat in the fridge.”

“There is.”

“There isn’t.”

You stop writing your notes, swallowing back an annoyed sigh, already aware of what was happening.

“There is food in the fridge.” you repeat, “You just have to cook it.”

Dabi looks at you, unimpressed.

“No shit Sherlock. Maybe you can do it for me.”

“You serious?”

Meeting his arrogant smirk, you huff.

“Dead serious, babe. Not like you’re busy anyways.”

Your mouth drops at his audacity and you open your arms to indicate the mess of books, papers and pens in front of you.

“I’m studying, Dabi. Can’t you see that? Grow up and cook for yourself, yeah?” you snap your attention back to your books, but your mood has already turned sour.

You pretend to scribble down a few words when Dabi walks to you slowly. He peeks into your annotations, snorting.

“That handwriting is kinda shitty.” he mocks you. “Besides, what exactly are you even studying for? You’re not exactly cut out to be a doctor, y’know? Not enough brain cells in you to become that.”

You glare at him, angrily swatting away the hand that condescendingly tries to pet your hair.

“You’re such an asshole, Dabi. Maybe if your life revolved around something other than your stupid daddy’s issues, you would actually get a job. Not like Endeavour is worried sick about you, not when he’s got Shoto.” you spit the words venously.

Not the nicest words, but you can’t seem to bring yourself to bother.

A dark shade crosses Dabi’s face, his amused expression turning colder. You’d be lying if the sight didn’t ignite some fear in you.

“Is that so?” his crooked smile doesn’t reach his eyes. “And why would I need a job - or Endeavour, by that matter - when I have you?”

His hand reaches for your shoulder and there’s an edge in his eyes that immobilizes you. You shouldn’t have mentioned Endeavour.

“I’m not with you because of that bitchy attitude, you know. I like my girl to know who’s in charge. Respect is really important in a relationship and your behavior is making me really upset, baby.” his tone is scaringly soft, and his hand travels to your neck.

You hold your breath when the staples on his hand scratch against the delicate skin of your throat. “So, if you need me to remind you of your place, I’ll gladly help you with that.”

His fingers heat up at a low temperature, not enough to actually burn you but it doesn’t stop the lonely tear that slides from your eye, the only sign of the chilling terror you’re feeling.

He leans forward, kissing your forehead before sliding his hand away.

“Are we understood?”

The nod you give him is shaky at best, but Dabi smiles nonetheless.

“Now, how about that food you’re gonna make me?”

Bakugo

“I have to wake up early tomorrow.”

Besides a low hum, Bakugo doesn’t acknowledge you much, too busy French kissing your neck.

His hands head for your ass, provoking a wince in you when he gropes it with unnecessary strength, your left ass cheek being kneaded like it’s dough.

Katsuki uses his grip on your ass to push your hips forward even as you complain again. The thin fabric of his sweatpants does nothing to hide the hardness that shamelessly rubs against your thigh.

“Katsuki.”

Once again he gives no sign of hearing you, rolling his hips with more urgency and you barely catch the tired groan that almost rolls away from you.

The clock on your side reminds you that despite the early hour, you’ll only have 6 hours to sleep.

You really have to sleep and if you’re being honest, tonight you’re not feeling sexy or horny enough to sleep with your boyfriend.

But that doesn’t make you feel any less awkward when Bakugo’s movements turn more vigorous and needy, humping your naked thigh as if he’s fucking it while you remain as alive as a statue.

“Fuck, this isn’t enough.” he growls against your skin, and your heart skips a beat when his hands reach for your shorts, tugging them down halfway until you panickedly grab his wrist, wiggling your body away from his.

“Seriously, Kats, I’m not in the mood tonight.” you say, quickly pulling back your shorts.

“You fuckin’ serious right now?” he growls through gritted teeth, still hovering above you.

Crossing your arms over your chest, you timidly nod.

“Maybe we can do this tomorrow? It’s just that-”

“Yeah, whatever. Not like you haven’t used that stupid excuse on me before.”

Your eyebrows raise with surprise at the bitter tone on his voice as he gruffs, pushing himself off you.

“I’m not making up excuses.”

“The hell you aren’t.” he looks at you, angry. “Every time I try to start something, you turn into a damn nun. Always too freakin’ tired, too busy or not in the mood.”

He scowls, spiky blonde hair falling to his eyes.

“All you have to do is open your goddamn legs and let me do the rest, and you can’t even do that.”

His words hit a sore spot and he turns his back on you, settling on the distant side of the bed after delivering strained punches to the pillow to soften it up.

“Maybe I go after those Dynamite's groupies that are always throwing themselves at me. Since you never want to fuck anymore.”

You’re left too stunned to speak, sadness blossoming at the cruel meaning of his words and it’s a struggle to swallow the tears.

He wouldn’t really, would he? But your mind lingers on the disturbing thought. He’s popular with girls, even with his angry mood.

Bakugo is tall, muscular and not even the ever present scowl in his face is able to contradict the attractive facial features he’s been blessed with. Meanwhile you’re just mediocre, if even that...

Your insecurities strike back, taunting you.

Your hand reaches for his arm before you even realize it, and you’re mildly surprised when he doesn’t shake you off.

“The hell you want now?”

Pulling on his arm until he finally turns to the side, you kiss him.

He groans against your lips, allowing your hand to rest on the warm plane of his chest and you let it slide lower until it touches his clothed member.

Neither of you speak a word, but you feel Bakugo smirking against your lips while he practically shoves your shorts down.

You allow yourself go limp underneath him, letting your boyfriend fuck you in the way he wants to. Holding back a tired sigh when the fluorescent numbers on the clock mock you.

You really have to wake up early.

Deku

“Are you serious, Izuku?”

The tall hero jumps, eyes widening almost comically when he realizes you’re standing on the bedroom’s doorway and not cleaning the kitchen, like he clearly assumed you to be.

“I wasn’t- The phone-” he stammers with his words, plowing your phone onto the bed with a bit too much force.

Crossing your arms, you flash him a frustrated glare.

“You promised me you wouldn’t spy on my phone anymore, Izuku.” your stern tone has him frowning and Izuku practically sprints closer to you.

“I wasn’t spying! I was just- just checking the time.” his words aren’t convincing enough for you to actually believe in him.

You squint your eyes at him, dodging his grabby hands with a nasty slap, despite the hurt expression on his face.

“Izuku.”

“I wasn’t! C’mon, you gotta believe in me.”

You don’t.

“Even if I did go through your phone - which I didn’t - why would that be such a problem?” he complains, dragging his voice. “Do you have something to hide or what?”

You point a warning finger at him.

“Don’t you dare. This isn’t about me. You’re the one who went behind my back because you’re just too insecure to fully trust me.”

He shakes his head, emerald eyes turning feverish.

“You’re being dramatic, of course I trust you.”

“You don’t, stop lying.”

“I do trust you!” his voice rises in volume.

“No, you don’t!” you scream, voice breaking before you crumble in tears.

You’re exhausted. Of arguing, of dealing with Izuku, of everything. When did things turn so frustrating, so tiring? Why does he always have to ruin things for you?

Izuku curses under his breath before rushing to you, engulfing you in a comforting embrace as you cry on his chest.

“You don’t. You never will and I know that.” he stays silent, not contradicting you this time.

He lets you cry on his chest, his hand gently caressing your hair as he mutters apologies.

“I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry.” Izuku hugs you harder, arms tightening around you. “I’ll do better, okay? I promise, I will.”

And like a fool, you accept his promise - even if you know it’s meant to be broken.

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fangdokja · 1 month ago

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You’re the light he vowed to keep, even if he has to snuff it out first.

❤︎ Synopsis. You’re trapped in the suffocating grip of a man who loves you just enough to destroy you—until you’re nothing but his broken, devoted possession. A love that feels more like a curse than a choice.

♡ Book. Forbidden Fruits: Intimate Obsessions, Unhinged Desires.

♡ Pairing. Yandere! Pro Hero! Katsuki x Fem. Reader, Yandere! Pro Hero! Shouto x Fem. Reader, Yandere! Villain! Deku x Fem. Reader, Yandere! Dabi x Fem. Reader

♡ Headcanons. Ruined, Owned, Loved. - Part 1

♡ Word Count. 3,897

♡ TW. dom + top + older yandere, non con, possessiveness, psychological manipulation and conditioning, suggestive themes, fear play, emotional manipulation and abuse, hints at rough play and sex, psychological and emotional trauma, isolation, monitoring, lack of boundaries, non con kissing and touching, forced relationship, BDSM, manipulation of circumstances, threats, mature language, degradation, verbal abuse, kidnapping

♡ Note. Due to Tumblr policy, all characters are all of age.

♡ Pro Hero! Bakugo Katsuki.

You knew better than to try running. The moment you felt his presence—a simmering furnace of fury and control—it was already too late. He didn’t announce his arrival with words; his footsteps were enough, sharp and deliberate, heavy boots hitting the floor like a countdown to something inevitable. Bakugo’s voice was never soft; it was a serrated edge, ripping through the air as if he had a right to every breath you took. And when he spoke, it wasn’t a question.

“Thought you could get away, huh?” His laugh was cruel, low, and full of condescension. “You’re dumber than I thought. But that’s fine. I like you stupid. Makes you easier to handle.”

His hands were everywhere—calloused, hot, burning like the aftermath of an explosion. You hated how they felt on your skin, hated the way your body betrayed you, trembling when he pressed you against the cold, unyielding surface of the wall. He’d whisper things in your ear, not because he cared, but because he wanted to hear you choke on your protests. He fed on resistance. It made him more determined, more ruthless, as if he needed to prove a point.

“You think anyone else could handle you? Take care of you? Fucking useless brat. I’m the only one who knows what you need.”

There was no romance in his touch, only dominance, a need to mark, to conquer. His lips were blistering against your neck, leaving bruises that would bloom dark and ugly—a reminder of his claim. He reveled in the small, broken noises you made, each gasp a sign of his victory. To Bakugo, love wasn’t soft. It was brutal, raw, and destructive. And you were the perfect canvas for his fire.

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Bakugo Katsuki was never the kind of man to hold back. Even now, with the faint scent of charred air clinging to him and his gaze sharp enough to carve through steel, restraint was a foreign concept. He didn’t need to be gentle, didn’t care for the nuances of tenderness or quiet affection. His love was a volatile thing, violent and consuming, a wildfire that left nothing untouched. And you, unfortunate as you were, had become the fuel to his blaze.

“You don’t get it, do you?” His voice was a low growl, the kind that sent shivers down your spine for all the wrong reasons. He leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear, each word deliberate, dripping with venomous intent. “You’re mine. Every single part of you. That fucked-up little brain, those stupid tears, even the way you fucking breathe—you don’t get to decide any of it anymore. I do.”

His hands were unforgiving, each touch an assertion of control, as though he was daring your body to defy him. He wasn’t satisfied with merely holding you. He needed to own you, to etch himself into your very marrow, to ensure that every fleeting thought you had began and ended with him. Calloused fingers dug into your flesh, searing heat radiating off his palms like the embers of a smoldering fire. His grip wasn’t just tight—it was possessive, like he was claiming his place under your skin, branding you without the need for flames.

“You’re so fucking fragile,” he sneered, his lips curling into a smirk that held no kindness. “Can’t even put up a proper fight. What would you even do without me? Huh?”

There was something almost mocking in the way he spoke, but beneath it lay a darker truth: Bakugo didn’t just want you compliant—he wanted you broken, a hollowed-out shell with only his name to fill the emptiness. He thrived on the power he held over you, the way your trembling body responded to him no matter how much your mind screamed otherwise.

His kisses weren’t tender. They were bruising, feral, the kind that left you breathless for all the wrong reasons. Teeth scraped against your skin, leaving faint indentations that would fade just enough for him to replace them. His mouth trailed lower, each bite deliberate, as though he were carving himself into you with the edge of his teeth.

“Don’t bother crying,” he hissed, his voice sharp enough to draw blood. “Won’t do you any good. Just makes me want to ruin you more.”

There was no hesitation in his movements, no room for uncertainty. Bakugo wasn’t a man who second-guessed himself, especially not when it came to you. Every touch, every whispered insult, every moment was carefully calculated, designed to tear you apart and rebuild you in his image. To him, love was destruction, and the thought of anyone else laying claim to you was enough to send his temper spiraling out of control.

“If anyone even looks at you wrong, I’ll blow them to pieces,” he said, his tone deadly serious. “And you’ll watch. You’ll see exactly what happens when someone tries to take what’s mine.”

The threat wasn’t empty. You knew Bakugo meant every word, his rage barely contained, simmering beneath the surface like magma waiting to erupt. And yet, there was something disturbingly intimate in the way he held you, his grip firm but steady, as though he believed he was the only thing keeping you from falling apart completely.

“You’ll thank me one day,” he muttered, his voice softer now but no less menacing. “You’ll see that I’m the only one who gives a damn about you. The only one who’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

His idea of safety was suffocating, a cage made of fire and ash, but there was no escaping it. Bakugo Katsuki wasn’t a man who let go—not when he’d already decided that you were his, body and soul. And he’d make sure you understood that, even if it meant breaking you into pieces and putting you back together again, over and over, until the only thing you recognized was him.

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♡ Pro Hero! Todoroki Shouto.

Shouto was a contradiction: ice and fire, tenderness and cruelty. When he stared at you, it wasn’t with love but with obsession, the kind that stripped you bare and left you exposed under his cold, calculating gaze. He was too quiet, his presence unnerving, his dual-colored eyes a predator’s trap. There was something unnervingly patient about him, as though he had all the time in the world to break you.

“You look so scared,” he murmured, voice soft enough to make your blood run cold. “But you don’t have to be. I’ll take care of you.”

His fingers were gloved, precise, as if he didn’t want to dirty himself with you. But when he touched you, it was deliberate, calculated, his hands mapping every inch of your body with clinical detachment. It wasn’t passion that drove him—it was control, the need to see you submit, to strip you of your autonomy until you were nothing but a doll for him to play with.

“You’re mine,” he said, his tone flat, matter-of-fact. “You’ll understand that soon enough.”

Shouto’s cruelty was subtle, wrapped in a veneer of kindness that made you second-guess your fear. But it was there, lurking beneath the surface, a monster waiting to strike. He didn’t raise his voice; he didn’t need to. His presence alone was enough to suffocate you. When he leaned in, his breath cold against your skin, you knew there was no escape.

———

Shouto Todoroki was meticulous in everything he did, and when it came to you, that precision was unnervingly intimate. He didn’t rush, didn’t let his emotions spill out in reckless waves like others might. No, Shouto was a slow, deliberate storm, his control more terrifying than any outburst could ever be. He didn’t need to shout or rage; his silence was its own weapon, slicing through you with a cold, surgical exactness that left no room for resistance.

“Do you hate me?” he asked once, his voice a quiet hum of curiosity. His mismatched eyes searched yours, not for an answer, but for the flicker of defiance he knew wouldn’t last. “It doesn’t matter. Hate me if you like. It changes nothing.”

His touch was clinical at first, his gloved fingers tracing your skin as though he were studying the way you flinched beneath him. It wasn’t lust that drove him, nor even anger—it was obsession, a need so deeply rooted it had consumed every rational part of him. Shouto didn’t see you as a person anymore, not entirely. You were a puzzle, a possession, something delicate and fragile that belonged to him alone.

“I’ll keep you safe,” he murmured, his voice soothing despite the steel underneath. “Even if it means protecting you from yourself.”

There was a chilling detachment in the way he said it, as though your autonomy was a trivial obstacle he’d long since dismissed. Shouto wasn’t cruel for the sake of it; every act, every word, was deliberate, calculated to strip you of your defenses. He wanted you pliant, dependent, so deeply intertwined with him that the thought of leaving felt like an impossibility.

When he kissed you, it was neither tender nor rushed. His lips were cold, an eerie contrast to the heat that followed, a slow burn that made your skin prickle and your heart race. He took his time, savoring the way you trembled under his touch, the way your breath hitched when his hand slid to the nape of your neck. Shouto didn’t rush his conquest. He was patient, methodical, the predator who knew his prey had nowhere to run.

“You’re so warm,” he said, almost to himself, as his fingers traced idle patterns across your skin. “It’s comforting. I think I’d destroy anyone who tried to take this from me.”

His dual nature made him unpredictable, a constant tightrope between icy detachment and blistering intensity. There were moments when he’d cradle your face in his hands, his expression almost tender, as though he were something close to human. But even then, his words betrayed him.

“You can cry if you want,” he said, his tone soft, almost gentle. “I don’t mind. It only makes you prettier.”

He didn’t see your fear as an obstacle—it was part of the process, a necessary step in molding you into what he wanted. Your tears were proof of his power, a testament to the control he wielded with such terrifying ease. And when his hands roamed, when his lips found the sensitive curve of your neck, there was no escaping the suffocating weight of his presence.

Shouto’s love wasn’t fiery or wild; it was smothering, a glacier slowly encasing you until you couldn’t breathe without him. His cruelty was subtle, woven into the fabric of his obsession, a constant reminder that you were his and his alone.

“You’ll see,” he whispered, his breath a cold ghost against your ear. “This is what’s best for you. You’ll understand eventually. You’ll thank me.”

He didn’t rush to break you; he savored it, each crack in your defenses another victory in his quiet, relentless campaign. To Shouto, love was control, possession, and the quiet certainty that you would never, ever belong to anyone else.

And he would make sure of that, no matter what it took.

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♡ Villain! Midoriya Izuku (Deku).

There was nothing left of the boy you once knew. His smile, once kind and genuine, was now twisted, a mockery of the hero he pretended to be. Midoriya was no longer a savior—he was a predator, and you were his prey. He didn’t hide his intentions, didn’t bother with pretenses.

“You’re so perfect,” he whispered, his voice dripping with adoration that felt more like a curse. “I’ve been watching you for so long. You have no idea how much I’ve done for you, how many people I’ve destroyed just to keep you safe.”

His hands were trembling, not with nerves but with excitement, the kind that came from finally obtaining something he’d coveted for so long. When he touched you, it was with reverence, as if you were a sacred object meant only for him. But there was nothing holy about the way he looked at you, his green eyes dark with hunger, his grin wide and unsettling.

“You’re scared,” he noted, almost amused. “That’s okay. You’ll learn to love me. You don’t have a choice.”

His kisses were rough, desperate, as if he needed to consume you, to devour every piece of you until there was nothing left. He didn’t care if you cried, didn’t care if you begged. In fact, he liked it. Your tears were proof of his power, of the hold he had over you.

———

Midoriya Izuku had always been obsessive, but the way his fixation on you consumed him was nothing short of monstrous. He no longer sought to save the world; no, his only goal was to possess you entirely, to twist you into something that could never leave him. And he’d succeeded, hadn’t he? You were here, trapped under the weight of his adoration, his hands gripping you with a strength that bordered on desperation.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” His voice was breathless, his green eyes wide and wild as they roved over you. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, “You were always meant to be mine. Every step I’ve taken, every choice I’ve made—it was all for you.”

There was something unhinged in his tone, a mixture of awe and madness that made your stomach churn. He didn’t see you as a person anymore. You were his salvation, his obsession, the only thing that mattered in his twisted, crumbling world. And he would do anything to keep you by his side.

“I’m not a bad person,” he murmured, his fingers trailing down your arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Everything I’ve done—it was for us. They tried to take you from me, tried to ruin what we have, but I stopped them. I’ll always stop them.”

His hands were steady now, his grip firm as he held you in place. There was no escape, no room for resistance. Izuku didn’t need chains to bind you; his sheer presence was enough to suffocate you, to remind you that you were entirely at his mercy.

“You think I don’t notice?” he asked, his grin widening as his gaze bore into yours. “The way you look at me, the way your body reacts even when you’re scared. It’s okay to feel that way. I want you to feel that way. I want every part of you—your fear, your tears, your love. It’s all mine.”

When he kissed you, it wasn’t tender. It was bruising, all-consuming, a chaotic clash of teeth and tongues that left you gasping for air. His hands wandered, exploring with a fervor that bordered on worship. He treated your body like a shrine, something to be revered and defiled in equal measure.

“You’re trembling,” he noted, his voice soft but laced with dark amusement. “Don’t worry, it’s normal. You’re overwhelmed, but that’s how it should be. I want to overwhelm you. I want to be the only thing you think about, the only thing you need.”

Izuku’s affection was a double-edged sword, as sharp as it was suffocating. He spoke to you as if he were a hero, as if he truly believed that his actions were justified, that his love for you made the horrors he committed excusable. But his gaze, dark and hungry, betrayed the truth. He wasn’t protecting you—he was consuming you, piece by piece, until there was nothing left of the person you once were.

“Every scar, every bruise—it’s proof that you’re mine,” he said, his fingers tracing the marks he’d left behind. “Don’t be ashamed of them. Wear them with pride. They mean I love you.”

There was no arguing with him, no reasoning with the man who had long since abandoned morality in favor of his obsession. Izuku didn’t see his actions as cruel; he saw them as necessary. To him, you were the center of the universe, and he would destroy anyone who dared to challenge his claim on you.

“Don’t cry,” he whispered, his thumb brushing away a tear that had slipped down your cheek. “I hate seeing you upset. But if it’s for me, then… maybe it’s okay. Just this once.”

His smile was soft, almost tender, but there was no comfort in it. It was the smile of a man who had nothing left to lose, a man who had decided that you were his salvation and his damnation all at once. And no matter how much you struggled, no matter how much you begged, Izuku wouldn’t let you go. He couldn’t.

“You’re mine,” he said again, his voice steady, unwavering. “You’ve always been mine. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep it that way.”

To him, love wasn’t about freedom or choice. It was possession, control, the unrelenting certainty that you would never belong to anyone else. And as his hands tightened around you, his lips ghosting over your skin, you realized that there was no escape from the man who had turned his obsession into a twisted form of devotion.

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♡ Dabi (Todoroki Touya).

Dabi was a shadow, a ghost who lingered just out of reach until it was too late. His presence was suffocating, a combination of smoke and ash that clung to your skin like a brand. He didn’t waste time with pleasantries.

“You didn’t think you could actually hide from me, girl?” he asked, his voice low and gravelly, filled with a dark amusement that made your stomach turn. “I’m not some fool who’s gonna let you slip through my fingers.”

His touch was rough, his hands scarred and burned, but he didn’t care if it hurt. In fact, he liked it, liked the way you flinched under his grip, the way your breath hitched when he leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear.

“You look so pretty when you’re scared,” he murmured, his tone almost tender. “Makes me wanna ravage you even more.”

Dabi wasn’t gentle. He didn’t know how to be. His kisses were bruising, his teeth sharp against your skin, leaving marks that would take weeks to fade. He was possessive, his grip unyielding as if he were afraid you’d disappear if he let go. But there was a sadness in his eyes, a flicker of something broken and desperate that only made him more dangerous.

“You’re mine now,” he said, his voice steady, final. “And I don’t share.”

For Dabi, love was destruction.

And you were his favorite thing to destroy.

———

Dabi’s love was a slow burn, a smoldering fire that crept closer with every passing moment, until it devoured you whole. He didn’t rush, didn’t bother with theatrics. When he claimed you, it was with the inevitability of something that had been decided long before you had a chance to resist.

“You didn’t stand a chance,” he said, his voice a husky drawl that carried the weight of certainty. His blue eyes, bright and unrelenting, bore into yours with a heat that scorched you from the inside out. “You’ve always been mine since the moment I saw you. You just didn’t know it yet.”

His touch was calloused, rough from years of self-destruction, and when his hands gripped your wrists, the heat of his skin was a cruel reminder of his power. Dabi didn’t just want you—he wanted to consume you, to make you feel every ounce of his presence until you couldn’t think of anything else. His fingers left marks wherever they roamed, bruises that burned as if his flames had kissed you directly.

“You feel that?” he murmured, his breath warm against your neck as his rough lips ghosted over your skin. “That’s me. Burning into you. Marking you. You’ll never get rid of it. Never get rid of me.”

There was a possessiveness in his every movement, a desperate hunger that bordered on madness. He didn’t want your love—he demanded it, took it without permission, leaving no room for hesitation or doubt. His kisses were rough, searing, his teeth dragging against your lips as if he wanted to taste the fear that lingered there.

“I could burn this whole fucking world down,” he said, his voice low and dangerous, his grip tightening as his flames flickered to life. “But you? You’re the only thing I’d keep. The only thing worth saving.”

But his version of saving was suffocating, a cage built of fire and smoke that left no escape. Dabi wasn’t gentle, wasn’t kind. His love was destruction, raw and unfiltered, the kind that left you trembling beneath the weight of it. He didn’t care if you cried, if you begged for release. In fact, he thrived on it, the broken sound of your voice feeding the darkness that consumed him.

“Don’t cry, doll,” he said, his tone mockingly sweet as he wiped a tear from your cheek with his thumb. The heat of his touch lingered, a cruel reminder of the flames that simmered just beneath his skin. “You’re too pretty for that. Besides, it’s not like you can run. Where the hell would you go?

Dabi’s obsession was a monster in itself, a hungry, clawing thing that refused to let him rest. He needed you in a way that was almost pathetic, a desperate craving that he buried under layers of cruelty and bravado. But it slipped through the cracks sometimes, in the way his voice softened when he whispered your name, in the way his hands trembled just slightly when they traced the curve of your neck.

“You make me weak, you know that?” he confessed, his laugh a bitter, shattered thing as his grip on you tightened. “And I hate it. But I can’t stop. You’re in my head, under my skin. You’ve ruined me, so it’s only fair I ruin you too.”

To Dabi, love wasn’t about tenderness or trust. It was about control, possession, the unrelenting need to keep you by his side, no matter the cost. He didn’t see his actions as cruel—they were necessary, a means to an end. And if he had to break you to keep you, then so be it.

“You’ll get used to it,” he said, his grin sharp and dangerous as his lips brushed against yours. “This is how it’s gonna be. You and me, forever. You don’t get a say in it. You never did.”

There was no escape from him, no reprieve from the intensity of his obsession. Dabi wasn’t just a villain—he was a force of nature, an inferno that consumed everything in its path.

And you were his favorite thing to burn.

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 7 months ago

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Okay but the idea of a villain and vigilante who are married and don't know about each other's secret life is hilarious because they are both their soulmate and their worst enemy. I wonder what deku would do if he doesn't reveal his identity just yet, and sends her home. Like he can't fight her now but she's literally trying everyday to get him arrested. Or would he be more in love with her because now he thinks back to all the fights he had and is just like wow, my wife is so hot. And now he knows how close shinsou is with his wife too

Vigilante Reader (2) | Yandere DekuWife Reader

He’s just so much more in love than before

Just how perfect is it that the love of his life is able to contest with him while being a vigilante

At home he’s just so much more in love

Kissing you passionately when he returns

“B-babe what’s this about?”

“No reason love! Just super excited to be married to my soulmate.”

Suddenly villain Deku is just so much more antagonistic with vigilante you

Making passes at you while fighting or evading you

And suddenly he’s a lot more determined to kill Shinsou

Though he worries if you should ever find out if you’d blame him

So he works to possibly find whatever dirt he can on the nosy detective

He’s broken so many rules, upset so many minor villains

It comes with the territory that one bad day could mean that overly-friendly partner’s of yours death

He fawns over your vigilante persona constantly

Suddenly noticing the parts of you that shows up through the leather jumpsuit

Ahh~he just can’t get enough of the leather on your curves

He’s so much more likely to slip up now

He just keeps falling inlove with you over and over again

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yanderes-galore · 6 months ago

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Yandere Deku concept with a hero darling

This was a bit vague for me but I eventually settled on you both being Pro-Heros and you both went to UA together.

Yandere! Izuku Midoriya (Deku) with Hero! Darling

Pairing: Platonic -> Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Trauma, Fear of loss, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Stalking implied, Kidnapping, Jealousy, Drugging, Delusional behavior, Dubious turned forced relationship.

Izuku has always had a fascination with heroes ever since he was young.

Meeting his childhood idol and attending UA allowed him to live his dreams.

Although, by the end of his schooling, Izuku became a... changed man.

He's more hardened now that he's seen the world out there.

Even more so when he realizes he can't save everyone.

However... That never stops Izuku from trying.

Izuku first met you when he was in UA.

You were in his class and also aspired to be a hero.

Izuku befriended you through training sessions and... unfortunately shared traumas.

He never liked it when you got hurt in UA, be that in training or villain attacks.

True to his heart, Izuku is protective.

He has the heart of a hero, always wanting to protect those he cares about.

Izuku often found himself worrying for you in UA.

He has a tendency to overthink....

Each year only ever gets more difficult and Izuku, being as close as he is to you, can tell it wears you down.

Honestly, he feels the same.

The trauma he endures alongside you in UA no doubt affects his feelings towards you later on in life.

In UA, you're both just friends.

Even if Izuku had a major crush on you.

In fact, said crush and care he felt for you was often what stressed him out the most.

You two are both heroes... but he's seen people die and nearly lost many close to him.

How long will it be before you're also a casualty?

Such worries and thoughts are what pushes him into obsession as school continues on.

Izuku no doubt takes notes on his obsession and follows them around.

When you were both in school he most likely had a notebook section dedicated to you and your quirk.

Izuku knows your strengths and weaknesses more than anyone else.

He was always a bit too timid to ask you out and often just stayed your friend.

Plus, when you're dealing with constant danger... it would be hard to balance a relationship.

Despite this he's always caring and loyal, never far from you.

Your fellow classmates often joke that you two should date based on how deep Izuku is into his feelings.

But Izuku doesn't want to rush things...

If you're going to be a couple, then he wants it perfect...!

Although, he no doubt writes notes and ideas in his notebook about future date plans... or even marriage... or further than that.

Even when you're both in school he's your lovesick friend/classmate.

He's always so flustered around you, his confidence wavering when you speak to him.

His feelings no doubt persist after school, even after he experiences more horrors than any normal high-schooler should....

Especially due to his fear of leaving you alone.

When you both graduated to become heroes, Izuku became insistent on keeping contact.

It started with just sharing numbers, then gradually became more.

When not busy, he'd often visit.

When you were busy, he'd search for you before providing aid.

Even when he became the #1 hero he was still determined to keep you in his life.

If only you knew it was because he was scared to lose you.

He hates the idea of you somehow getting hurt or targeted if he leaves you be.

Even now he wants to protect you, even when you're capable of being on your own.

Izuku loves you... one could argue it's to a concerning degree.

He often mumbles to himself about you but usually excuses it to anyone who notices.

He's always asking others about you, often writing notes down about your feats.

Izuku is obsessive, even more so due to the fact you're a hero.

He's simultaneously worried yet fascinated due to his love of researching heroes.

So his research is not only about your personal life, it's about your career too.

After all... who else would know more than him?

That alone encourages him to ask you out later on.

He invites you out one day... only to pour his heart out to you.

Other than the fact Izuku is a bit clingy... you probably don't notice anything wrong.

You could willingly go into a relationship with him... or refuse.

If you agree and date him, his obsession is less intense and more subtle.

He comes off as a protective boyfriend who's always concerned when you're on missions.

Sometimes he's even a bit jealous... yet is able to keep that under control more than most.

Why should he be jealous, anyways?

After all, in this option, he has you to himself.

If he ever resorted to darker methods to keep you to himself and safe... It's more likely to be due to a mission.

For example, maybe you two had a fight.

Maybe Izuku was trying to convince you to stay out of a certain mission.

Perhaps he tells you it's too dangerous, leading to a fight before you end up walking out.

On your way to the mission, or perhaps even after it, you're suddenly tackled to the ground.

Strong muscles restrain you and a large hand covers your nose and mouth.

"See...? I knew you couldn't protect yourself... You need me, don't you? Always have...."

You fight against him, no doubt recognizing the voice as Izuku.

Yet he merely shushes you... before slipping a wet cloth over your nose.

"Sleep, love... Let me take care of you now."

If you rejected him before you even started dating, Izuku would resort to a similar method.

Except this time around he delves into creepier territory.

He keeps track of those you hang around with, he notes down where you frequent.

He stalks you for your "safety".

This time he does feel jealousy since he knows you don't like him the same way he does you... yet.

Soon enough he can't take it anymore.

Izuku would then tackle you once again when you're alone, slapping the wet cloth across your mouth and nose.

As you struggle he merely shushes you, kissing your forehead.

"It's okay, love... Don't you see you can't protect yourself? You need me... and I promise I'll protect you, just like back then...."

Both options conclude with the same outcome.

You're trapped in Izuku's home, under his constant surveillance.

He doesn't want to use restraints... but he'll do anything to keep you.

His delusional thoughts tell him you love him, that you need him.

You may want to be a hero... but he's the best hero the world has to offer.

So why not just let him care for you?

Izuku definitely seems like he'd have a thing for caring for you.

In fact, to make things darker... I wouldn't doubt he'd put sedatives in your food to keep you compliant.

He won't force you into anything... but the drugs certainly help him care for you without worrying about your quirk.

Plus... He thinks you look adorable like that.

He isn't violent, really....

As in, he wouldn't really kill anyone over you unless you were hurt. (Which is something someone like Katsuki would do, not Izuku)

Blood may stain his clothes, but he never shows you.

Izuku wants to be the perfect boyfriend to you.

Scratch that... The perfect husband.

He feeds you, holds you, kisses you...

He's yours and you're his in his eyes.

You two are meant to be.

There's no need for any more fights...! (Especially with the drugs in your system....)

Izuku will take care of you...

There's no need for you to play hero with him here.

#yandere my hero academia #yandere mha #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere bnha #yandere deku #yandere izuku midoriya

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novaawayne · 2 years ago

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Jealousy | Izuku Midoriya

pairing: izuku Midoriya x fem reader

summary: Izuku was never a jealous man but when he starts to hear certain comments, he can't help that feeling that wells up from deep in his chest.

warnings: not sure, I'm more asleep than awake. Maybe a bit of Mirio yandere.

wc: +3.8k

a/n. English is not my first lenguage.

y/h/n: your hero name.

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You and Izuku started dating when you finished school. Both became professional heroes and their relationship flowed wonderfully.

Izuku would have loved for you to work at his agency but you mentioned that you didn't want the relationship to interfere with your work so somehow, you ended up working alongside Mirio Togata. Better known as Lemillion.

Deku was very happy for you. Mirio was a great hero and he trusted him to watch your back during missions.

It was like that for four years. Izuku had been thinking of proposing to you but he still couldn't find the perfect ring and he was so meticulous and perfectionist that he was also looking for the right place and time.

However, one day an email arrived on his laptop. It did not say who the sender was but the content of the email was a link to a blog.

He normally would ignore such emails but there was something that made him uneasy. Before the link there was a short message that said: it seems that very soon you could lose your girlfriend.

He started the blog, it was kind of like a superhero gossip page. Izuku had heard of that blog, although there were many, this one in particular was very famous.

Everyone knew that you and Deku were a couple and in a stable relationship. Even the Marketing guys loved their relationship. A single photo of the two of you generated many sales, not to mention the interviews.

But then, why was Mirio holding you by the waist like that while greeting the cameras with big smiles? Why did you hug the man's hip and rest your head on his chest with a big smile? Why?

He read the entire note. The blog mentioned something about how they had saved some children from an elementary school that was on fire.

It's true, they both looked tired and you seemed a bit more hurt than Mirio. Surely he was just holding you, but you didn't want to worry the children who admired you and that's why you smiled despite the pain.

But there was also another photo below. One where Mirio carried you in his arms and you hugged him by the neck.

At the end of the note it said something that he didn't like at all.

“We can see the two heroes very close, they even seem like a perfect couple. Could it be that the heroine y/h/n has left Deku to be with Lemillion? Please turn on page notifications to receive all our updates”

The note had been published a little less than half an hour ago.

Deku slammed his laptop shut with such force that he must have broken it. Immediately he took his phone and looked for your contact in the messages, but before he could send you the message, a call from you came in.

He answered immediately.

"Hello bunny" Deku greeted. He never minded showing affection to you in public and he knew that you had blushed. You always did.

“Hello honey” you sounded a bit strange “I'm sorry, I just wanted to let you know that I got hurt today and I'm in the hospital. But don't worry, the doctor will come in a moment and besides, I'm with Mirio"

He frowned. He was always going to worry about your health even if you only broke a nail.

“Was it because of the elementary school thing?” He asked you.

“Um… yes. The school was falling down and there were still children inside. I ran in to get a child out but a piece of roof hurt my leg. I guess I wasn't fast enough."

"I understand. I'll go right away"

"No!" Deku was confused by your sudden yell, he had already stood up but dropped into his seat. You've never yelled at him, not even when you were fighting, “I know you're busy, honey, and I don't want to bother you. How about you pick up some food on your way back home and the two of us have dinner together?”

He sighed in relief.

“Of course, bunny. I'll bring your favorite” he heard you release a giggle.

"Here you go, sweetheart" Deku heard on the other end of the line. Did he hear right? Mirio called you sweetheart? Since when did he do that and why hadn't you told him?

“Oh, thank you very much Mirio. It's just what I needed” you had answered. You had obviously moved the phone away a bit, but he heard clearly.

"Oh, is that Midoriya?" He heard him ask you, but his tone seemed displeased though he couldn't be sure. Maybe he was just tired.

"Yes"

"Say hello from me"

"Mirio says hello" Deku heard you again loud and clear on the speaker "so, I'll see you later. Okay?"

It took him a moment to react.

"Okay, bunny"

What the hell was that feeling that sprouted from her chest? He had never felt this way before. Something like anger and sadness combined.

He sighed tired. He had to return to his work to leave early and go get food for dinner. But right now he needed a new computer.

Deku discovered that you were doing great and that night you didn't seem to have any trouble walking. But what did bother him was that you mentioned that Mirio took you to the house. Not that he hadn't done it before, but this time he annoyed him a little.

He himself would have picked you up at the hospital but an emergency arose and he was unable to leave the office earlier than planned.

But that night you covered him with kisses and you fell asleep in his arms. Everything was fine, they were pure silly ideas that his mind created.

However, that little thorn did not disappear. He began to notice how close you and Mirio seemed to be. The way he made you laugh out of nowhere and how comfortable you seemed to be around him.

He also noticed that it was Mirio who was always approaching you. His big hands were looking for a way to be on your body. Touches here and there, barely noticeable to others. But there they were. Mirio even dared to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear from time to time.

He discovered that that feeling was jealousy. Iida and Uraraka had to explain it to him one afternoon when their paths crossed after a team mission. Deku told them a bit about how he had felt since that incident in elementary school and they did their best to advise his best friend.

“Don't worry Deku” Uraraka told him “y/n loves you very much and she wouldn't be able to do this to you. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding and you should talk to her about how you feel."

"I agree" continued Iida "besides, Togata is a good guy and he knows that you and he are a couple. They are just good friends, plus they work together. It's normal for them to be so close."

That lifted Izuku's spirits. It was true, there was no way you could fool him. Right?

Soon came December 24. They had organized a Christmas gala for all the professional heroes. And of course, the number one hero, Deku, could not be missing.

Normally they would spend Christmas with Izuku's mother and New Years with your family, but this year they decided to try something new and they both agreed to attend the gala.

But in the last week you've been acting really weird. You fell asleep before Izuku got home even though you always expected it. It took you a long time to answer his messages and when you did, they were curt responses.

Also, you no longer filled his face with kisses in the morning. He was trying to get closer to you, but you seemed to be getting further and further away.

What was happening? It wasn't very easy for Izuku to talk about his feelings, he felt that he was a burden to others and although you always listened to him, this time he couldn't find the right words.

"You help me?" Izuku snapped back to reality when he heard your sweet voice.

You were turning your back on him and he understood that you were asking for his help to zip up your dress. That dress made you look beautiful. The fabric adjusted perfectly to each one of your curves and highlighted that cute ass you had. I was dying for the whole world to see you holding his arm. He always liked to show you off and show everyone that you belonged only to him.

Izuku moved closer to you, placing his big hands on your waist and then leaned down a bit to place a kiss on your back. Then another kiss and one more.

"Izu, we'll be late" you reminded him. But the feel of his lips against your skin was just intoxicating.

“Maybe we shouldn't go” he broke away just a little “maybe we can stay here. You and me alone” he caressed your bare skin, you always liked his big warm hands.

You actually liked the idea, but there were a lot of people waiting for them at the gala. Mainly Deku. They had already announced his presence and many reporters would be disappointed if they didn't see him.

"Izu, you know they'll kill us if we don't go"

"Fine" he gave up sadly. Leaving a kiss on your neck.

He moved away from you a bit and zipped up, even though most of your back was visible. You turned around to face him.

"Thank you, honey" you left a quick kiss on his lips before continuing to fix yourself.

Two hours later, they were both at the party. There were quite a few heroes everywhere and a lot of photographers and reporters trying to get an interview or a good photo.

You were hugging Izuku's arm as they walked down the pretty red carpet that would lead them to the building. As soon as they noticed the presence of the number one hero, the cameras turned to you urgently.

Many yelled at them to turn around. Photographers and reporters wanted more of Izuku's attention.

"Hero, Deku" a reporter called out to him and you and Izuku approached her. He was supposed to be nice and give some interviews. Also, that girl was small and seemed very nervous. She was probably new to this whole interview thing.

Izuku was always very nice and it was very rare for him to refuse a photo, an autograph or an interview. Only if he was someone trying to be rude, would he refuse. Otherwise, he would spend hours pleasing his fans.

Fortunately, it was only ten minutes and they both kept walking. Stopping from time to time to have some photos taken. The flash started to hurt your eyes and Deku noticed it immediately so he hurried inside the building where there were no more photographers to bother you.

You smiled at him in thanks as you placed a kiss on his cheeks.

Izuku kept one of his hands in his pants pocket, right where he kept the box that contained the engagement ring that he wanted to give you. He had been carrying it for two weeks. His other hand clung tightly to your waist as they walk across the room and greet his acquaintances.

Only fifteen minutes have passed when Izuku feels you separate from him. You've never done it before, you always tell him first if you want to go to the bathroom or want a new drink, you don't walk away and that's it.

Then he saw that Mirio was coming towards you. Izuku noticed the way your face lit up for a moment when you saw it. He felt his heart break very slowly and painfully.

“Hello guys” greeted Mirio with a beaming smile “wow, y/n, you look gorgeous. And look, your dress is the same color as my tie. As if we were combined” Mirio's voice is enthusiastic. Izuku saw his own tie, it was also the same color as your dress, you yourself had given him that tie for that day.

Deku gagged but tried to smile instead. It was a very awkward smile though.

"Hey, Togata" Izuku calls him "can we talk for a moment alone?"

You looked at your boyfriend curiously.

"Of course, Midoriya" Mirio hugs him by the shoulders.

“I'll be near the snack table,” you advise as both men walk away.

Once Izuku and Mirio are out of the room in a lonely hallway with no prying eyes, Izuku gathers the courage he needs to face Mirio.

"I... I've noticed lately that you and y/n seem much closer."

"Well, I guess" Mirio let out a giggle "we're co-workers and we're also friends"

"The problem" Izuku almost yelled "is that I think… I would like to know. Are you in love with her?"

He was direct but his eyes remained squeezed shut as he clenched his fists.

"Yes" he clearly heard the man's answer "I'm in love with her and I'm also trying to take her away from you"

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise. He noticed that Mirio's eyes seemed darker and scarier. He had never seen it that way.

"What? Why?"

“Well… it's simple if you think about it. You always get everything you want, Midoriya. Everything. And I'm jealous. You stole my number one spot, I was meant to be number one, not you” he was silent for a moment before continuing “y/n is pretty, kind, smart, strong and you don't deserve her. She needs someone better. To someone like me. I want her"

Deku was in complete shock. He really didn't expect such sincerity.

Mirio turned to leave, Izuku unable to move for a long moment. Staring at the ground and clenching his fists tightly from the fury that flooded his veins.

Although in feeling he was rather similar to sadness.

With firm steps he returned to the party where he searched for you with his eyes and quickly found you next to Mirio. The blond man was very close, flirting with you very shamelessly. Although in the eyes of others, Mirio was just being nice. As always.

Izuku moved to your side, sliding a hand down your back and then down your waist to pull you to him. You looked at him curiously.

"Is everything alright, Izu?"

“Perfect, bunny. Can you come with me for a moment?"

"Of course, honey"

You quickly looked at Mirio with a smile to say goodbye to him. Mirio smiled at you too but as soon as you turned around, he tried to kill Izuku with his eyes. However, he preferred not to interfere at that moment, he knew perfectly well that now he had you around his little finger and as soon as he asked you to leave Izuku, that's what you would do.

For years he was brainwashing you, praising you and casting doubt on your relationship. He discovered everything you liked and everything you didn't. What made you happy and what made you sad. He knew all your friends and the names of all your relatives. There was nothing Mirio didn't know about you. He showered you with gifts and small things. He would bring you your favorite coffee every morning and to your favorite restaurant for dinner.

Everything was going as planned. He even tracked down that girl who posted hero gossip and paid her a generous amount of money to start the rumor that you and him were having an affair.

It was only a matter of time before things between you and Deku ended. And so Mirio would have you for himself.

Izuku took you to a clear corridor, the building was quite big so it wasn't difficult to find a solitary and beautiful place. The green haired man took your hands in his very gently, as if he was afraid of hurting you in some way. Although he had never done it.

It might look like a pretty funny and adorable scene, Izuku was probably the strongest man in the world but he treated you with such finesse it was almost unreal. But also very cute.

He looked sad and confused, you didn't understand what was wrong but it was clear something was wrong from the way he frowned at him very deeply.

"Izu?" You called out to him and he looked at you with teary eyes.

"You still love me?" he asked suddenly. You didn't understand where that question was coming from but it was obvious that someone had said something to him to make him feel insecure.

Or was it something you said yourself?

You approached him, letting go of his hands and instead of him you gently took his cheeks. He appreciated the gesture.

"What is that question about?"

He shook his head, he didn't want to say what he thought but at this point, being honest was probably his best option.

“I've noticed… I've noticed that you're closer to Togata. I know they are very good friends but I don't really like how close they have become. I feel like you've left me aside and maybe... maybe you don't want to be with me anymore. I would understand perfectly… well, not really. But I want you to always be very happy and if that means you don't want to be by my side…” you silenced him with a kiss.

"I love you more than anything in the world, Izuku" you told him with total sincerity "I don't love anyone but you. Also… I know I've been a bit distant lately but it's because… well…” you looked at the ground.

"What is it, bunny?" He encouraged you to continue and they exchanged positions, this time it was Izuku who held your cheeks and your hands remained on his hips.

“I had been having some ailments” you explained “and at first I thought maybe it was a cold or something related to some mission but a few days ago I went to the doctor because I felt very dizzy. And well… she said that I’m pregnant” your cheeks turned red. You were very happy but you couldn't be sure if Izuku would be too.

They had never had a serious conversation about having children. Deku was at the height of his career and maybe having children wasn't part of his plans right now. You did want it, no matter what. Even if Izuku didn't want it, you would have your baby.

But something happened that you wouldn't have expected in a million years.

Izuku knelt down and showed you a beautiful ring. His eyes shone with tears and something else. Something akin to happiness and longing.

"Marry me please"

You looked at him stunned. Was this real? Was Izuku really asking you to marry him? Tears welled up in your eyes, you couldn't describe the happiness that was suddenly surrounding you. Maybe it was the pregnant woman who gave you strong emotions.

"Of course I do" you finally answered.

Izuku smirked and slid the ring onto your finger. Immediately he stood up to kiss your lips and give you a hug. He would have loved to press you hard against his body but he had to be very careful from now on. Even more careful than he already was.

It was after forty minutes (when Izuku stopped crying with happiness), that they both held hands and returned to the party.

The photographers found you in less than a minute, they had been looking for Izuku and no one missed his big dazzling smile and slightly puffy eyes.

In the same way, he did not separate his hand from your waist at any time and you very covertly showed your engagement ring. At that moment no one noticed but you knew that the next day the world would be in chaos when someone noticed the ring around your finger that was not there at the beginning of the night.

Izuku's fans were quite intense and used to notice the little details of the number one hero. What included you. Of course you also had your fans but they were few compared to Izuku's.

The rest of the party was very easy going and fun. Mirio didn't approach you but he saw him talking with Tamaki and Kirishima.

At half past four in the morning, the two were in Izuku's car heading to his home. They both put on their pijamas and prepare to sleep.

They both lay on the bed and you settled into Izuku's chest while he caressed your skin. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep but Izuku kept his eyes open while continuing to make those soft caresses.

He heard his phone ring and, very careful not to disturb you, he reached over to take it. He smiled a little noting that there were a bunch of fan page notifications of him breaking the news or rather, speculating about your engagement ring.

At the beginning of the night you were not wearing it and there were thousands of photos focusing on your hands. Then there were thousands of other photos of your hand with that pretty ring on your ring finger.

One of the pages even showed the price of the ring, which in fact cost a fortune. But that didn't matter to Izuku. He loved to spend his little fortune on you.

There were many pages and photos that were already beginning to talk about the possible marriage between you and Izuku. And they were anxious for an official announcement.

Izuku opened his Instagram and quickly posted a picture of you, showing off the ring on your ring finger. The description said: she said yes.

Izuku turned off his phone so he wouldn't hear the notifications for the rest of the morning and left it on the nightstand. Right away he left a kiss on your head and caressed your cheek.

“Now you will never leave me” he murmured in the dark “you are mine and mine alone. And no one can ever separate us” he placed another kiss on your forehead and finally closed his eyes.

Of course. Getting you pregnant was his first plan, but since you hadn't given him any news and you didn't seem to have normal pregnancy changes, he decided to advance his marriage proposal. But he was pleasantly surprised when you finally told him you were expecting a baby. Everything was going according to plan. Even better.

He could only imagine how upset Mirio would be at that moment. He could never take you away from him.

You belonged to Izuku and no one else.

↬ written by Novaawayne

#izuku midoria x reader #izuku midoriya #izuku x y/n #bnha x reader #mha deku #Deku #deku x reader #bnha deku #my hero academia #izuku x reader #mha izuku #yandere izuku #izuku x you #bnha midoriya #midoriya x you #midoriya x reader #Midoriya

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greycloudsinwinter · 5 months ago

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YANDERE DEKU X READER

🥦he meets you in a very normal public area such as the supermarket. You weren’t doing anything amazing in particular just giving a women her purse back which she had dropped in a rush to grab groceries . Little did you know that the simple act of kindness would cause ripples of disruption in your life.

🥦he was curious about you being a hero wasn’t what he thought it would be and he was loosing hope of human decency . yet you out of know where , give him a glimmer of hope a beacon of light to help him stay on track to his goals .

🥦he dives into finding out everything there is about you from your current life time all the way back to your childhood.

🥦he uses his walls as master pieces pinning information and photos of you all around scribbling notes on and pieces of paper or surface that wasn’t covered.

🥦he was spiralling into madness yet he wholly accepted it. He one day begins bumping into you on purpose more and more until he plucks up the courage to finally ask you .

🥦if you say yes he treats you like a queen/king a goddess/god above all else he hides his obsessive nature from you as much as possible. But if you find out he will beg on his knees for you not to leave him, he loves you too much for you to leave him.

🥦if you reject him it will seem all fine but in this mind he is going to plan B and that plan is full of TRAUMA.

🥦kills anyone and everyone slowly he is a hero and in his head he is doing the right thing I mean how else can he protect you from those imposters.

🥦he leaves little notes in your house for you….

🥦if it is revealed that he has murdered for you he will were it like a badge of honour.

🥦after all know one can stop him . Not even…you.

🥦he imagines a picture perfect life with you and him married a rabbit all of it.

🥦I’d you accept him he may allow you to have a job if you want but it has to be at home where he can monitor you .

🥦you are above everyone don’t forget that even his mother so know matter what you do his punishments aren’t harmful at all more like a slap on a wrist. He is convinced you will learn and you love him.

🥦overall a terrifying yandere but not too bad since punishments are little to nothing 6/10 .

Thank you ❤️❤️

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mango-bango-bby · 2 years ago

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can i request for Yan!Deku when his darling is very clingy and always want to be with him everytime, everyday, everyhours, and even everyseconds. she always crying when Deku need to go for doing his pro-hero duty and it make Deku feel his heartbreaking bc he can't see his darling in tears 🥺🥺🥺 very fluff and comfort please. i need soft Deku 💙 thank in advance. sorry if my English is bad 😫

♡ Never Leaving You ♡

(A/N: This was such a cute request, I definitely think he was love a clingy darling!! We all need soft Deku in our lives 💖 And don’t worry, your English was perfect!!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, clingy reader, comfort/a bit of angst, unhealthy co-dependency

Summary: Izuku has to leave to go to work but hates leaving you alone (Yan!Izuku x GN!reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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Izuku being the person you would ever see was his goal. He wanted you to love him and he wanted your eyes to only be on him. Being the only person you saw for months after he kidnapped you, he accomplished his goal.

You were almost entirely dependent on him, the only problem is you became incredibly clingy. Which wouldn’t necessarily be a problem for him, except it made it very difficult for him to leave you when he had too.

Every time he had to leave for work, it was so difficult for him to leave you. You knew he had to go to work, he was the number one hero after all, he needed to help people. However that didn’t stop you from crying every time he had to leave, sometimes you’d even beg him to stay.

And when he was home, you were with him at all times. It’s not like he minded though. You would always sit on his lap while he watched TV or say on the couch. You would snuggle him at night, he always held you back. You’d even hug him from behind when he cooked, you became so attached to him. You always wanted to be with him.

“It’s only going to be four days, ok?” Izuku says, holding your face in his hands. “All of your food is in the fridge ready for you, I left the remote out for you, you’re going to be fine, sweetheart” He says, seeing your eyes glassy with tears. He had to go on a mission for a couple days and the way you were reacting was absolutely breaking his heart

He even got you a phone so he could call you and you could call him. To be fair, the phone was locked up and you couldn’t do anything besides call and text him.

“Do you really have to?” You ask quietly, a few stray tears falling down your face silently. You usually wouldn’t ask him such a question but it was so early in the morning and you wanted to say bye to him.

“I do, I’m sorry, it’ll be a shorter time than you realize” Izuku says, giving you a small kisses. The kisses start at the forehead, moving down to your cheeks, and eventually landing on your lips. “Oh, please don’t cry” he says, wiping some of the tears off of your cheeks. “You can call me at any time, and if I don’t respond, I’ll text you” He says, you slightly nodding.

You pull him into a hug, holding onto him tightly. God, you’re making it so hard for him to leave. He wished he could stay with you forever, he never wanted to you to feel lonely. He hugs you back, one of his hands on the back of your head go play with your hair and press your face against his chest.

“Stay safe”

“I will, baby, I’d never leave you”

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

#yandere bnha #soft yandere #yandere deku x reader #yandere deku #yandere izuku #yandere izuku x reader #yandere midoriya

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zentraex · 1 year ago

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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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thefiery-phoenix · 1 year ago

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YANDERE BIG THREE HEADCANONS

Ight, so just imagine that you were there along with the Big 3 and Deku at the Eri mission, but you didn't go to the UA. After you saved Eri, she had taken a liking to you and pretty soon, you got an invite from All Might himself to join UA'S hero course and yeah, you became a part of the Big 3 pretty quick

During the mission when you didn't know anyone, Mirio saw you trying to protect Eri with you super fabulous quirk and the way you were so.... brave.....

Tamaki and Nejire see you too and they stare at you in shock and wonder..... you were PERFECT for them and they HAD to rescue you from the horrors of the world no matter what

So, when you got into the UA, they ALWAYS made sure that you stayed with them and yeah, they were kinda clingy to you. Like, KOALA BEAR kinda clingy, and that's when 3 delusional obsessed yanderes get added to the mix of your fan club

Tamaki doesn't go insane so quickly, but he agrees that you're very cute and fragile and despite you being strong with a powerful quirk, you could get hurt and that's why Mirio, Nejire and Tamaki wanted to protect you at ANY cost and YES, that also includes kidnapping you but we'll get to that later. You're patient and friendly with him and you like his shy manner and his cute elf ears (lol, who doesn't?) And as you grow closer and closer to them, Tamaki can't help but think and wonder how blissful and amazing life would be with JUST you, him, Nejire and Mirio and no other distractions in the way

Nejire, on the other side, decides that you were MADE for each other after she sees you in action. She and the others CANT allow their darling to hurt themselves!! So, expect them being all fussy over you. She is the DEFINITION of clinginess; She'll either be holding your hand or hugging you like a koala or something else. You are of course, oblivious to her signs of actions and you think they're just friendly gestures from a friend, but she sees it as you liking her back and YES, I mean the romantic way. If you do something nice for her, she'll think that you're doing this for HER out of love (WHEEZE- OMG I CANT!!!! XD )

Compliment her dress? You must have a crush on her and love her. Invite her for a sleepover or to go out for a snack? She loves you as well. Going for a walk in the park with her? Are you planning on PROPOSING to her? She doesn't bring up whatever you do since she thinks that your gestures are really cute and adorable and you're just shy to cane in to your feelings. And THAT'S why Mirio, Tamaki and she are there to ''HELP'' you understand yourself better and take care of you. On the outside, she just thinks that you're shy but inside, she's BURSTING with her feelings of how cute and shy you are and she starts cooing and squealing all over the place till Mirio and Tamaki have to calm her the FRICK down

Mirio, on the other hand comes up with thousand and one nicknames for you and spends ALL his time thinking about you. Since Mirio is kinda muscular and strong, he'll just smile and stare creepily at the person you're talking to. If it's a girl, Nejire does the honors and if it's a guy... well... He'll make sure you stay away from him. Expect Mirio to be VERY VERY OVERPROTECTIVE of you and yeah, don't forget.... he likes hugging the HELL out of you so don't be shocked when this cuddly hug monster hugs you out of nowhere

Well, they pretty much team up together to keep you safe, but they HATE it when you smile with others. Tamaki is good at manipulating you since his shy personality can come into place (Oh, this boi KNOWS how to play dirty) whereas Mirio and Nejire prefer coaxing the hell out of you like some puppy. If you get hurt, they will by absolute means not leave your side like, AT ALL, and they'll get even MORE clingy than usual. And if it's because of someone, well.... they can kiss the world Sayonara~

But.... yes, every story DOES need some action and drama and kidnapping and all that, so *POOF* (Insert dramatic drumroll here please and cue the suspense music) The LOV KIDNAPS YOU!!!!!!!!!

Well, after the initial freaking the HELL out and after Tamaki crying and everything, they DO eventually manage to save you but they're convinced that their WORST fears of you not being safe anymore is confirmed so they do the only LOGICAL thing that your everyday yandere does: Kidnap you

But... on the bright side, you get to see Eri and WHAT A SHOCKER: SHE'S A PART OF IT TOO!!!!!!! She liked you ever since you saved her and yeah, she likes clinging on to you since she feels safe when she's with you and the Big 3

And yeah, so they kidnap you and assure you that it's for your own good and safety and they put a quirk cancelling cuff on your wrists and baby-proofed the entire house since they obviously don't want their precious little sweetheart (ie, YOU) to get hurt

''It's only a matter of time sunshine that you realize you aren't safe out there''

''Bunny, don't worry, everything's going to be all right''

''Oh sweetie, we'll ALWAYS protect you no matter WHAT and NO ONE is going to get in our way....''

#yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #yandere bnha characters x reader #yandere big 3 #yandere big three x reader #yandere big three scenarios #yandere big 3 oneshots #yandere big 3 imagines #yandere tamaki amajiki x reader #yandere mirio togata #yandere nejire hado x reader

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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 17 days ago

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(Dark!) BNHA: Wanting a break from the relationship

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

More at Masterlist

Female Reader

Boys -> Hawks + Dabi + Deku

Reaction: Attempting to ask for a break in your relationship massively back fires against you - something you should've known.

WARNINGS: Toxic Relationship; Abuse; Manipulation.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback 😊

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You: “You know I love you right?” you start, hesitating for a brief moment. “But I think this isn’t working …maybe we should take a break.”

Hawks

“You know what? You’re absolutely right. We really need a good relaxing break, don’t we?” you’re not expecting Keigo to agree with you, and he laughs at the shock on your face. “How do we feel about Hawaii? You always wanted to go there, right?”

Confusion replaces the shock you felt just brief moments ago. You stare at Keigo, bewildered at the strange turn of the conversation.

“What are you talking about?” you question.

“What are you talking about, my adorably confusing girlfriend?” he laughs it off, humorously. “You said we need a break and I totally agree with that. Plus, I think a romantic getaway is just what we need right now, it’s about time we get some vacations.”

“No, Keigo.” you stop him, “What I mean is that we should take a break from each other. Give it some time, y’know.”

There’s a moment of quiet silence and Keigo’s smiles, a stiff and hard smile that does a good job covering up the upset clenching of his jaw.

“Aren’t you being a tad bit dramatic with that? I mean, we’re perfectly totally completely fine, so what’s with that idea?” he questions you. “Why you tryna break something so perfect? Let me guess, attachment issues flaring up?”

“Because it’s not perfect, Keigo.” you answer back, a bit annoyed. “And we’re not fine, despite what you think. If you haven’t noticed, then maybe you’re not very clever, are you?”

That golden gaze, usually so warm, now burns with an intensity that makes your throat tighten and a wave of regret immediately washes over you.

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” he agrees, slowly dragging each word. “Maybe I’m not very clever. Cause if I was more clever, then maybe I would have noticed that you have a tendency to be overly dramatic.”

The turn of the conversation leaves you stunned. What?

“Dramatic?” you echo, forcing your voice to stay steady. “Keigo, we’ve been fighting constantly. You don’t listen, and I feel like I’m—”

“—Like you’re what? Neglected? Trapped?” he cuts you off, before stepping closer, and though his wings didn’t move, you feel their phantom weight pressing down on you. “Babe, everything I do is for you. For us.”

“I work myself to the bone to make sure you have everything you’ve ever dreamed of. Don’t I?” his words pinch your heart. “And this is how you repay me? By wanting space? After everything I’ve done for you?”

“It’s not about what you’ve done, Keigo. It’s about how I feel. I just... need time to think. And maybe so do you.”

“Time to think? What’s there to think about, sweetheart?” he huffs, “Who’s going to protect you, take care of you, if you leave? Hmm?”

His wings extend slightly to frame you both in the narrow hallway.

“Keigo, I—”

“Shh.” He pressed a finger to your lips, his eyes softening into something almost tender. “You’re upset right now, and that’s okay. But leaving isn’t the answer, dove. You belong here. With me.”

Keigo cups your cheek, so tenderly and affectionately that it clenches your heart. His smile returns, warm and reassuring, as if nothing had happened.

“Tell you what - let’s forget all this nonsense. How about I book that trip to Hawaii after all? A fresh start, just the two of us. You’ll see how perfect we are together.”

You want to protest, to grab your suitcase and leave, but his wings curl around you in a protective cocoon, and the weight of his touch - his words - render you paralyzed.

Somewhere deep down, a small voice screams at you to run. But Keigo’s voice, low and honeyed, drowns it out.

“See? Everything’s going to be fine,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You don’t need to go anywhere, dove. I’ll make sure of it.”

And you know, with a sinking certainty, that he meant it.

Dabi

The way his ice-blue eyes stare at you is chilling, to say the least. Dabi looks at you intently as if trying to discover something.

“Do you remember when we started dating?” he asks at last, leaving you surprised at the random question. “That night on the rooftop where you become mine.”

You slowly nod, unsure of what he meant. It’s only been six months since your relation became official, but it feels as if it’s been a lifetime ago.

There’s been so many major changes in it - you changed, Dabi changed, everything about your relationship changed. And not for the better.

“Good. Then you also remember when I told you - no - when I promised you that you’d never get fully rid of me, if you said yes. That you’d become mine, til your last breath.” his voice deepens at each step he takes towards you, looming and dark.

“That we’d be intertwined for the rest of our lives. That nothing would stop us from being together, no matter what.”

Shivers run down your spine, and you find yourself paralyzed. Frozen. No matter how much you attempt, your limbs won’t move. You’re completely frozen with fear.

“Then tell me…” Dabi nears you, looking more mutilated and burned than ever. His hand rises, softly brushing against your cheek and it takes everything in you not to flinch away. “... why are you suddenly too good for me?”

“It’s not like that ….”

Your meek attempt of protesting is quickly silenced when his other hand grips you by the elbow, too firm for you to slip away. He cages you with his body and hands and you are too nervous to stop the sweat that builds up in your back.

“Go on now, don’t be shy. I wanna hear all the pathetic excuses you got.” he dryly chuckles, slightly heating up his hand or maybe it’s just an illusion of your body, at this time you’re not sure anymore. “Tell me all about it. I’m looking forward to hearing you spew out all sorts of miserable apologies and justifications you can find.”

“Or maybe you’re planning to use the good old excuse everyone uses these days. It’s you, not me.” Dabi mocks you, but the lack of humor in his voice is evident.

“Dabi, please.” your voice is nothing but a weak frightened whisper, “You’re… scaring me.”

“Good, maybe fear can drill some good sense into that frail mind of yours.” he scoffs. “Cause I believe both of us know where this is headed. You’re not leaving me.”

He doesn’t wait for an answer before continuing, eyes and voice pouring of determination and assurance.

“You can never leave me, no matter how hard you try. I’ll always find you, you know that.” he warns, voice dipping low.

“And you should also be aware that your friends and family are meaningless to me. So, next time you think about pulling a stunt like this I highly suggest you think about their lives. Got it?”

Deku

There are moments when you feel as though luck has abandoned you since you started dating Izuku.

Today is one of them.

It’s partially your fault, had you realized earlier that Izuku came home in a poor pissy mood you wouldn’t have brought the conversation up.

“So, that’s how it’s going to be, huh?” his tone is serious and firm, borderline resentful. “After everything I’ve done for you and yet you are breaking up with me.”

The unnerving stare of the emerald eyes is enough to make you duck your eyes, and the way he’s towering over you, a powerful mass of muscle and scars, makes you hesitant to meet his eyes.

“Izuku, please.” you mutter. “It’s just… It’s for the best.”

“No, it’s not. Why don’t you just say it? That you’re just gonna dump me like I’m a piece of trash that got stuck to your shoe? Like I mean shit to you?” he spits, voice steadily rising and his words are cruel and effective enough to hit you hard and square on where it hurts the most.

“Izu—”

“Is this a joke to you? Huh? Am I a joke to you?” A yelp gets caught up in your throat when his fingers grab your arm. No amount of wriggling and twisting breaks his powerful grip over your wrist, his digits pressing hard against your bone.

“N-No! Of course not! Izuku, I don’t- Please!” your lips quiver as you beg for something. Mercy. Freedom. Salvation. Anything. “Please, let’s just talk this through and—”

“Talk about what, exactly?” Izuku presses further, messy tufts of green hair falling onto his eyes. “On second thought, I do wanna talk about this. I wanna talk about how long these ideas have been pestering your mind. So tell me, sweetheart, how long have you been planning to ditch me to the side like garbage?”

“It’s not like that.” you try, but Izuku barely allows you to say a few words before he’s speaking over you.

“Better yet,” he glares at you, his nostrils flare up and hand dangerously narrows around your hand’s bone. “Who put this stupid idea into your head? Answer me, damnit!”

You shrink at his tone, pathetic and unable to stand up for yourself, as Izuku keeps verbally charging at you.

Something in the back of your mind admonishes you for not sneaking away in the middle of night like a quiet mouse when Izuku would be deep in slumber.

You desolately wish you had done that.

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palesweetscherryblossom · 11 months ago

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I would love to hear more because I currently cannot imagine what this would look like. But I am excited

Y'all gonna eat good.

-So, All Might is the ruler of the seven seas, you and Deku are his adopted children, since both of you came from Inko and she married Toshi.

-Inko sadly passed away thanks to humans so All Might and by extension, Izuku are incredibly protective of Reader.

-Toshinori is a protective and obsessive Yandere while Deku is a possessive and analytical one

-Like in the movie, Reader still has the fascination with humanity and desires to flock together with mankind.

-Enter Shigaraki, who is the forsaken and universally hated adopted son of AFO, a sea warlock who tried taking over the sea. AFO is actually Reader’s father, and died of a broken heart due to you being taken away -Shigaraki is an obsessive, possessive and stalkerish Yandere.

-Shigaraki had been watching over his little sibling and desperately wanted to make All Might and Deku pay for brainwashing and keeping you away from him

-Same old, same old happens, with You saving Prince Todoroki from a storm. Shigaraki catches wind and decides that now’s the perfect opportunity.

-Oh, how his cold heart breaks once seeing your precious human artifacts be destroyed.

-After making the deal, You now gotta choose between the love of your life, your family and Shigaraki

Massive shit show in the making

@thecuriousquest

#platonic yandere #yandere mha #Yandere Deku fam #Little mermaid au #yandere shigaraki

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possessivedesires · 8 months ago

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hello :) could you pls make a continuation to your villain deku story?

Yandere: Villain Izuku Midoriya

Reader: Hero in training

Summary: Izuku has decided enough was enough and that you weee no longer a fit for the hero course, he was ready to make the city and school burn. But he wasn’t about to do it without you by his side.

“He did… what?” Izuku asked dangerously as he could hear the person on the other end began to get nervous. This was Zero, feared in the villain world- especially when he had the support of AFO at his back. So anything he wanted, it always happened.

Just like this. Information on the league, what they’ve been doing, how they’ve been reacting since Dabi’s death. But now his source is telling him that Shigaraki sold your location to Overhaul, about accepting Overhaul if he had taken care of you. Using you and wanting to use Overhaul to take care of his little puppy?

No… That was not gonna happen. Izuku was not gonna be standing for this. His hand tightened on his hero case, phone by his ear as he could hear the voice of AFO on the other line. “Are you sure you want to do this Zero?”

“Shigaraki fucked up, he was warned and purposely crossed it. Don’t worry sir, I’ll take better care of the league than Shigaraki ever did.” He spoke; none of the nurses really paid attention to him and this point he didn’t care. Izuku was throwing his little hero mask, he was done with the class and had more than enough information of what he needed.

Light footsteps were behind Izuku, feeling himself smirk a bit at hearing that and mumbling a talk to you later to AFO. A pro hero was finally confronting him and this was probably the best thing that could happen to Izuku right, he was so ready to hurt someone at the moment. Needing to release some pent up anger.

Nurses were bustling through the hallway, seeming to avoid the two though. It was like they could sense something off was in the air, pretending to focus on their clipboards than even having to look at either of them. Green eyes glanced to a reflective surface, seeing Midnight standing behind him. And I even got the easy target, Aizawa would have been more fun but I’ll take what I can get. One less hero.

“Deku.” Midnight called out his hero name, Izuku letting the mask once more and letting that cheerful boy they knew out for one last final act. Izuku glanced back, noticing the papers in Midnight’s hand and recognizing them immediately. The forms he’d forged to get into UA. The were perfect, so it ticked him off they his work was being questioned. Narrowing his eyes, turning full to face Midnight. “You recognize these, right Deku?”

Midnight asked, noticing the hardened look in his eyes. Izuku’s hand tightened on the handle of his case, angered at the offended feeling he felt. He knew that the forms were perfect! It was his work! There was no way that those idiotic heroes could figure it out.

“Fatgum told us what happened on the mission. You killed that man Deku, which apparently isn’t the first villain you killed… According to Aizawa, you did the same with Dabi on our grounds.” Yes, Izuku had forced himself onto the mission with taking down Overhaul when he had gotten the news that Overhaul had taken you.

And he did kill a villain, well, more than one but the heroes only know about one since Fatgum had caught him. Izuku had blamed it at first for protecting Kirishima, since it was the villain that had been fighting. But he hadn’t realized because Izuku’s own mission was to burn down that place to make everyone pay for ever threatening you.

“What are you trying to say Midnight? That I’m a villain?” Izuku asked with such a tone that it took Midnight off guard. The mask fell, Izuku the sweet sunshine of 1A was dead. And it was satisfying to see the pro hero in shock, feeling himself begin to get annoyed with how long this was taken. He just walked to go see his pretty little puppy, was that so hard? “You-you…”

“Oh? Don’t tell me that I killed your thunder? Aren’t you a least bit curious that I was always there when the villains were continuously finding us? Just a little odd, ain’t it? I thought I would have to hide or sneak around or even at least try…” Izuku mocked Midnight, watching the way the papers crumbled in her grasp. The villain let out a bored sigh before lunging at Midnight before she defend herself, kicking the hero without holding back.

Midnight felt the pain, felt her rib breaking as she hit the wall harshly. Her body sliding down with a dazed look, Izuku felt relived. Finally he didn’t have to play nice anymore, he didn’t have to act this stupid school boy anymore, all he could do is take you away. “It was a shame, how easy it was.”

Izuku hide his chuckle, it was pathetic seeing how easy a pro hero went down. He enjoyed watching the way that she struggled to stay conscious with that concussion she gained; wanting to watch her continue to struggle. His hatred for them running deeper than any other emotions.

He moved his hand, pulling up the mask and hearing it click to two ear pieces. Midnight didn’t recognize this boy… She had remembered Izuku a stuttering mess, a boy who was always shy and fumbling around. She didn’t understand who this person was… It had to be a crazy nightmare, right?

“I got so close to everything. And you… You just let a villain pass through the halls each and everyday, saying hello while not knowing that I was planning on your downfall with each lesson you gave.” He laughed, a chill running down Midnight’s spin. She opened her mouth, Izuku’s narrowed with a harsh look. Don’t you fucking speak.

He thought venomously, Izuku quickly tightened his hand on the case and hit her upside the jaw with the steel case. It was a sickening sound that heard and he stood up, hearing the light buzz of his filter going on. His mask had some upgrades, especially knowing of Midnight’s quirk so it filter out the air for any quirks like that.

“VILLAIN!” The nurse cried out in fear, taking off running for her life. Izuku glanced in annoyance, holding out his hand and the black whip shot out. The quirk wrapped around her as he yanked his hand, watching the way she went through the window. I need to get my puppy and get out of here already.

“Murderer… Murderer! You- you killed him!” The young boy stared at the nurse as he was staring at the factuality, a dead doctor was on the ground. Blood pooling around his body as Izuku was holding the sharp object in his hand. He only tilted his head lightly, he didn’t care.

Izuku opened the door to your room, frowning at seeing it empty. You were supposed to be here… Could a nurse have fucked yo when you’re supposed to be recovering? How could they be so careless about his precious puppy?

“Izuku.” Out of all the heroes who could approach him next… It had to be this one. Someone that Izuku could see as a father figure, it annoyed Izuku. A lot.

Aizawa hated seeing the student that he started to care in a fatherly way. Izuku turned, staring at Aizawa and the pro hero’s heart hurt at seeing the darkened green eyes. It made him wonder how someone always look so bright every day… “Sorry old man.”

“So… you really…” He didn’t want to believe it, he didn’t want to accept it. Even if he had saw Midnight’s body… She was pushed into an emergency surgery to see if they save her, Izuku left deathly wounds from the impact. Everything internal. “Where are they?”

“I had a feeling you would have looked for them first… Izuku, are you sure you want to do this? You don’t have to. We can get you safe, you can be a hero-“ Izuku shook his head, he didn’t want anything to do with the heroes. Unless it was watching them all suffer in their death. Aizawa would be the only one that he would give a merciless death, for the respect he gained for that hero during his time undercover. “You never answered my question Aizawa.”

“Gone. They went to go help for the search and protection from the villain.” Aizawa admitted and Izuku clicked his tongue in annoyance. Of course your big heart would want to help everyone… Even with how adorable it is, it’s annoying right now. “Well then, there’s nothing of interest here.”

“Izuku, you know I can’t let you leave. Don’t make this harder kid.” Aizawa didn’t really want to hurt Izuku, sure he pushed him and always seemed like he didn’t care in class. But this was one of his students, this was his future son… He didn’t truly want to hurt him. “Then move out of my way, I have to finish my mission.”

“I can’t do that…” He hummed, Aizawa thinking that maybe he got through the student. But was taken off surprise when Izuku was sliding beside him, confused at seeing the smirk on his face but his eyes widened suddenly when he noticed the empty hospital bed getting thrown at him by the black whip quirk. “Shit!”

Aizawa yelled as he quickly dodged out the way, hearing the wall breaking from the impact and getting stuck in the door. The pro hero climbed over the hospital bed, noticing the stairs door was open. He sighed, moving to the radio that the teachers were wearing. “Midoriya… He’s in the stairs…”

“Midoriya? No way… You can’t be saying that he’s…” Aizawa didn’t want to answer Present Mic, running into the stairwell. Izuku was paused on the steps a few floors up, staring at the pro heroes coming in on different levels. It annoyed how quickly that news travelled… The thundering footsteps were getting louder, pissing off Izuku like a ticking clock to a bomb. His eyes glanced to the side, smirking at the idea he suddenly got.

Black whip wrapped around the railing as he jumped off, Aizawa’s fingers only brushed past him. Just barely missing on catching the student. Black whip tightened, letting Izuku sail to the level below and he felt the strength building before smashing against the wall. His quirk disappearing from the railing as he flipped in the air to summersault carefully on the lower roof.

There was a familiar yell, it made his heart flutter. He’s heard this yell so many times during training. Izuku looked back, easily moving out of the way but staying close to his love. “Villain! I won’t let you- Zuzu?”

You asked, seeing the way he smiled and suddenly… You felt terrified. Something was wrong, something was strange… This wasn’t your best friend. Your best never felt made you felt like you were in danger, never felt like you needed to run… “Zu… Where’s the villain?”

You asked nervously, feeling your stomach knot at when the unnerving smile stretched across his lips. There was so much instability in his eyes, it made you recoil from him. And that watching you move away… That broke him. “Don’t you ever move away from me!”

He snapped, your body instinctively flinching. Aizawa watched from the Izuku made hole on the way he was approaching you. You. Of course. You were the key, you were the way that they could get Izuku to calm down.

Izuku’s eyes widened when he saw Aizawa’s scarf wrap around your waist, quickly pulled away. He panicked, there was no way that he would lose you! You were everything to him! He didn’t hesitate to race after Aizawa, blinded by the obvious lure to keep his eyes on you instead.

“Midoriya… why?” He stopped at hearing your voice on the top roof, his eyes darkening. No… You weren’t supposed to call him that… He’s your Zu, your everything. Don’t talk to me like that… Don’t worry puppy, it’s their fault. It’s all their fault, they made you hate me. I am never your villain.

“I won’t let heroes take another thing from me.” Izuku spoke, feeling his anger beginning to boil that he felt numb. Oh how he couldn’t wait to tear the hero system down, it made him chuckle. “Kid… listen-“

“No! You fucking listen to me Aizawa!” Izuku snapped, completely unhinged at this point. His beloved puppy should never be withheld from him and that’s exactly what the hero he had respect for did. All respect for Aizawa… He lost. Aizawa would no longer have a merciful death. “The system is gonna be crushed and I will tear it apart! Heroes are pathetic, none of them are actual heroes. Just power hungry. Ain’t that right, Kachan?”

Izuku asked suddenly with a cold voice, turning quickly to grab the lunging blonde by his face to smash him into the rooftop. Aizawa’s eyes widened, wondering how he knew that Kachan was attacking him while Izuku was thankful for the danger sense he was given. “You’re beloved, top student. Oh so powerful, loved to tell me how pathetic I was. That I should take a swan dive off of the rooftop. Nothing heroic about that, hmm?” Katsuki gritted his teeth, wondering why he wasn’t moving to attack this nerd. Wondering where Izuku got this strong? Or was he always and refused to show his strength throughout the school year…? Did he think that he was too weak to actually take him head on?!

“I’ve seen heroes turn their back on children, because it wasn’t convenient for them or they wouldn’t get their fame out of it. Is that all you heroes care about, fame? How pathetic.” Izuku mused, Katsuki suddenly screaming from the burst of pain and sickening snap he heard in his arm. When he noticed All Might on the roof, Izuku felt himself grin. “All For One as been a better hero than you ever been.”

And that was the final nail in the coffin, watching the way that the ex number one hero seemed to lose his resolve. Izuku lunged from his spot, hand gripping onto your arm and kicking Aizawa onto one of the lower roofs. “I-Izuku…”

He ignored you, his puppy wouldn’t call him by his full name. You just needed some training and this was your first lesson. You remembered how Aizawa had rushed explain on how you would be the only one to get Izuku to calm down… “Zuzu…?”

Finally, they can learn. That’s my good puppy. He thought with a smile, looking down at you with a smile. It was confusing to see that smile… It didn’t look villainous… It looked like the Izuku that you knew. “We-we can still fix this… remember what you told me… you wanted to do good! We-well this is the time to do something good.”

“And I will puppy, by gutting the heroes.” He said with such a happy smile that it made you feel sick. Your eyes widened when he started to make a phone call, portal appearing for you as Izuku gave a sadistic grin to All Might before dragging you through the portal. And that was the last thing you saw…

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How long were you asleep…? You didn’t really know… All you know was the fact that you woke up in one of Izuku’s tees, in a soft bed. A room with some of your favorite things, some things that only Izuku knew about…

You carefully got out of bed, bare feet pressing against the hard wood floor as you were quiet. Every nerve was on edge, your movements slow as you were nervous that something was going to pop out at any second…

“My pretty puppy finally awake?” Izuku asked as you had peeked into the large room, seeing Izuku sitting in a chair with Shigaraki dead at his feet. The rest of the league was dead along the bar, Kurogiri was alive but cautious. He knew that the master loved Izuku as a son, that he treasured the host of OFA. But to see Shigaraki die now… Kurogiri was weary of Izuku… “Come to your senses puppy, there’s no other escape for you.”

Izuku spoke, noticing the way that you were looking around the bar. You were trying to escape and it wasn’t gonna be happening any time soon, you were his. If the world must die for us, then the world shall die.

One lesson at a time, Izuku would train you. He would make you more perfect than you already were. Your eyes watched the way he stood up from the chair, making his way to the bar and mentioning you to sit down; giving his first order.

“Eat with me.”

#yandere bnha #yandere mha #yandere izuku midoriya

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 2 years ago

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Imagine being Ruggie sister who somehow got in to night raven as a student and everything progress on and them as a Ramshackle perfect due to them being a kind person like Tanjiro and strong yet but of a nerd liked Deku with a unique magic of growing plants

What's more she a home maker due to them living in the slums ( like meding clothes, cooking, fixing things as she can, using home remedies when sick and help their bother with the kids at home ) with Ruggie and too working hard to get out of there as they wanted to be a doctor

Let's say due to their genuine kindness Leona, Malleus, Idia, Jamal, Carter and Riddle have a unhealthy obsession crush with Ruggie sister who doesn't share the same romantic feeling and only sees them as a friend

Ruggie's Little Sister Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Perfectly built for Ramshackle, you happily take to it despite your brother’s insistence you stay next to him in Savvannaclaw. But you’ve never been one to listen to your big brother and you can definitely handle it. You probably fare better than the original in terms of dealing with Night Raven. Because you know how to sweet up boys with mean attitudes, maybe a little too well:

Leona Kingscholar

“Look herbivore, don’t try to boss me-”

“Who’re you calling herbivore!? I’m talking to you, about this lazy cat behavior!”

“Lazy cat-”

“(Y/n) please–”

“No Ruggie, you baby him far too much! I’m stepping in!”

He at first really hates you

Like really

You do all the things Ruggie does just not for him

In fact you make him do things that make him tired

It’s a pain

But for whatever reason he’s getting especially happy when you praise him

Only for you

He’s violent with anyone who comments on the work you have him doing

Its the only reason he keeps in your good graces and thats enough for him

“I’m proud of you, Leona! Now come I’ve cooked up some fillet mignon and it has your name on it!”

“It better. I’m never doing my own laundry again.”

“Hahaha yes you will.”

Ruggie is nervous about this but appreciates you picking up the slack

It sometimes bothers him how much time his employer starts spending with you

But he’s not too worried Leona understands his desire to protect you

“Huh?! You got him to do that?! What should I expect, you are my little sister.”

“Don’t act like I’m not the cooler one of us two.”

Malleus Draconia

“Ah horn-dude, I was just looking for you.”

“Horn-dude? And you were looking for me?”

“Yeah I was thinking of adding some gardenias, and maybe some vines for decoration. I wanted your opinion since you like coming by here so often.”

“The vines would pertain to a more beautifully abandoned image…but that might just be my preference.”

“Oh thanks so much, Horns!”

His crush is so obvious

Talking about you often to his guards and mentor

And whenever anyone goes to talk to him he finds some odd way to incorporate you into the conversation

Trust me its weird for everyone when he starts talking about you during potions when their dissecting magical creatures

he can’t stop trying to talk to you

But he usually ends up just staring at you from the distance

Waiting until your instincts pick up on his presence

And your forced to invite him to join whatever your doing

“Ah! Horns didn’t see you over there! Do you want in? We’re making paper flowers for the festival want to join?”

“I would love to!”

“What?! Horns?! (Y/n) why are you lettinghimjoin giving him more paper!? I know what I’m doing!”

“Sure you do.”

Ruggie’s scared out of his mind

How did you get mixed up with this overpowered monster

He can’t do too much now without knowing he’s going to die

But if it means saving you from certain doom aka Malleus Draconia it might be worth it

Idia Shroud

“Alright that’s enough!”

“W-what?!”

“No more games before you finish cleaning your room! Ortho and I can help but–”

“Actually (Y/n)-san, I recently pulled up a study that states letting children clean their own rules helps instill better habits when their adults!”

“Ortho!?”

“Oh great idea! Well we’ll be just outside! Come on Ortho let’s plan out our cosplay!”

“Yes!”

“G-guys?!”

He hates that you mother him

But he absolutely loves it when you mother him

He cries about being in the dreaded friendzone kidzone

But boy does he love the way you pat his head or let him cuddle into your chest

He loves the food you make during marathons

Or how you’ll let yourself be distracted by the games you really like

He gets drastic if you spend too long out of his reach

So he sets up cameras+

So he takes any opportunity to speak with you

So he puts others in horrifying accidents

“Heeheh by the time I’m done you’ll be the best girl-gamer in the space. And then it’ll be a given for you to never leave the ultimate guy-gamer!”

“Ewww keep my sister out of your nerd schemes!”

“Eeep! An enemy has appeared!”

Ruggie thinks he’s a nerd with no game

But nonetheless he knows Idia’s smart but not street smart

“Hishishsishi can’t set the trap if you don’t have the button! Hardly even noticed me swiping his gadget.”

Jamil Viper

“I appreciate the help, (Y/n).”

“Of course, you’re always running yourself ragged…I wanted to do something for you.”

“...I really appreciate the lunches you’ve made for me…it’s been a while since I’ve eaten a meal by someone else.” “Well just give me a call I don’t mind cooking for you or lending a hand.”

He’s smitten nbyond comprehension

Now going out of his way to hypnotize anyone else into a corner when it comes to talking to you

Its the least he does out of retaliation

He knows all his flirting and hints go right over your head

But your still cute

Until you do get it he’s pulling the rug out from any and all competitors

“Hey (Y/n), why don’t you join me in the kitchen? Maybe, show me how you made those potato crisps?”

“Sure, Jamil I’d love to!”

“Ah ah! Not without me you’re not!”

Ruggie knows Jamil’s like him but smarter

Sly and sneaky

Powers aside Ruggie’s sure Jamil’s problematic for your safety

“Don’t think for a second, I’ll let you have them! I'm not that fond of snakes!”

Carter Diamond

“Wah~(Y/n) you’re so photogenic! Will you pose for me one more time?”

“Well alright. If it’ll make you happy.”

“It’ll make me more than happy!” He loves how oblivious you are

He absolutely hates it+

But your just so cute

He guesses he can forgive it

And hey while your learning the ropes he’s more than happy to keep you close

“Hey hey don’t forget to keep up our streak!”

“Streak?”

“Yeah we’ve been sharing our photos throughout the day of what we’re doing.”

“Yup! It’s a great way to keep track of her!”

“Ick-!”

Ruggie knows he’s slippery

When it comes to tailing him Cater’s good at giving the slip

“Not on my watch. I’m not giving you the chance, to trick my baby sister.”

Riddle Rosehearts

“That’s entirely unreasonable, I’m not doing that!”

“Grrr (Y/n) these are the rules I thought you would respect that.”

“And I thought you would know to relax!”

He thinks your sweet but totally unreasonable

So he guesses you both have something to learn from each other

You more than him obviously

While he doesn’t think highly of your brother he knows your different

And you belong to him

He’s not going to take ‘no’ for an answer

If this is a battle of wills he’d win it

Even if that means subjecting your bad influences to being beheaded

“Riddle! You can't just put that collar on my brother like that!”

“Yeah I’m not even apart of your dorm!”

“Don’t be mad at me for enforcing rules. I know you know the very least of the rules. It shouldn’t be that much of a surprise that your brother just doesn’t measure up. Which means you should leave him before he drags you down.”

Ruggie is peeved that such a prick is after his sister

But he’s not worried

He’s definitely not cool enough to keep your attention

Not to mention he’s so easy to anger

It’ll be fun to rile him up

“Hishishishi so mad oh so fast! You’ll barely survive dating them if your this easy.”

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bakugous-tits · 2 years ago

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Perfect for Me

Hello Hello again! This was originally written as a secret santa fic for one of my bestest friends in one of my servers, and its definitely DARK.

Let me repeat: DARK CONTENT AHEAD.

Please heed the warnings. Please. I beg.

Pairing: Yandere!Izuku Midoriya/Reader

Word Count: 3,459

Warnings: Yandere, Stalking, Somnophilia, DARK CONTENT AHEAD. Smut, creampie, if I've missed anything PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

With that outta the way, here it is!

He really couldn’t help himself.

He just- If you’re this oblivious, then he needs to make sure you get home okay. That’s all it is, he’s just worried that if you can’t sense him following you home, then you surely wouldn’t notice if a villain followed you home either!

Nevermind that he’d been doing this for months and so far no one had followed you home from the hospital. Nevermind that he didn’t always leave when you got home. Nevermind that he sometimes made his way to the balcony across the way from your bedroom window, relishing in the fact that you never closed your curtains.

Nevermind that he was the number one hero.

Izuku Midoriya, also known as pro-hero Deku, didn’t like to analyse his actions when it came to you.

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Waking up in a hospital room wasn’t unfamiliar to him at this point. He’d done it many times as a teenager, and thankfully it happened only rarely as an adult, but still often enough for him to simply sigh as he awoke.

“Oh! You’re awake!”

It was like the air left the room, his eyes locking onto you standing at the foot of his bed. A clipboard in your hand, you seemed to be making notes of something on the monitors attached to him, finishing up quickly and sending him a smile that, while soft, would remain on his mind for the rest of his life.

Izuku nodded dumbly, sitting up and rubbing at his head softly. You placed the clipboard at the bottom of the bed, moving closer to his side and pressing a few buttons on the monitor. As you worked, Izuku simply stared, a little unsure of why he was so stricken. As his eyes roved over you, he couldn’t help but admire what he saw. The way your lips curved, the way the light hit your eyes, the gentle way you gripped his wrist to check his bandages-

Oh shit, you were touching him!

Izuku’s face heated instantly, the warmth of your fingers seeping into his skin and sending tingles down his spine.

“You should be good to go soon enough, just gotta check a few other things and then you can head out. You should be more careful, number one! Don’t know what we’d do if you got properly hurt.”

They were words Izuku had heard a million times, but something about your voice made it feel different. The words bounced in his head, the sound of your voice making his stomach flip. He nodded his head again, thanking you softly as you turned and left.

He was hooked.

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Izuku smiled to himself at the memory. It had been nearly a year since he met you that first time, running into you almost every time he’d been at the hospital since- not for anything quite so serious, thankfully, but even when he was just visiting someone he’d usually still catch sight of you in the halls. It didn’t take long for him to figure out your schedule, making notes about the different times of day or days of the week that he’d see you. Now, whenever Izuku was finished with patrol he’d usually go check up on you before heading home, making sure you got home safe or (once he knew where you lived) making sure that you were already home.

It was practically muscle memory for him at this point, making his way to either the hospital or your house without really thinking about it, sticking to the rooftops to stay out of sight. Izuku leapt over the last gap between the buildings, making his way to the edge and crouching just in time to see you digging your keys out of your bag. He smiled to himself at how adorable you looked in your scrubs, eyes following your figure as you unlocked your door and headed into the apartment building, letting out a dreamy sigh when the door blocked his view.

You were so beautiful! Even when you looked exhausted from a 12 hour shift, the way you shined in his eyes never faded, wishing he could help you unwind after a long day. Wishing you would do the same for him too! The idea of coming home from patrol to find that you’d made a lovely dinner, both of you having a glass of wine as you ate, chatting about the day's events… Him offering to clear up while you stayed at the table, laughing and chatting as he scrubbed the dishes and put away leftovers… The two of you heading to the bathroom, filling the tub and sliding into the hot water together, you laying between his legs and resting your back against him as you both let your exhausted muscles relax…

The way he could simply run his hands up to cup your breasts, pinching your nipples softly until they hardened, and he could just press soft kisses to the side of your neck… He just knows that you’d make the most wonderful little sounds for him- after all, you were made for each other, he’d know just what to do to make you feel so good.

Izuku shook himself out of his thoughts, looking over the edge of the building he was on to make sure it was all quiet before he stood once more. Activating his quirk, he jumped from the rooftop and landed carefully on top of yours, maneuvering his way down silently until he was on your balcony.

He’d been thinking about this for so long, about taking the next step in your relationship.

Izuku just knew that you loved him, that you felt just like he did! The kind way you spoke to him, the way your eyes would light up when you caught sight of him, and the way you’d tuck an errant strand of hair behind your ear… You just had to feel the same way! It was time for you both to stop dancing around this, you were adults after all!

It hadn’t taken him long to realise that you didn’t lock your balcony door very often. Once he knew that you weren’t security conscious, Izuku had nearly run straight to the hospital to shake you by your shoulders, question everything going on in your head, and take you home to his house where he knew he had enough security measures to keep you safe. It had taken all of his willpower not to.

It didn’t stop him from taking full advantage of the situation though.

Since he knew your schedule so well, Izuku would sometimes head to your apartment and slip into your home through the unlocked balcony, his heart pounding. He wasn’t worried about you coming home, no, he was just so excited to be close to you! Your home smelled just like you, and it gave him plenty of insight into your life. The collection of manga on your bookshelf, some of it even prompting him to purchase a few volumes for himself so he could talk about them with you. You even had a few All Might figures in your room on your dresser!

At first he never stayed long in your apartment, mostly just exploring and learning about you, but he just couldn’t stop himself on that one day, taking a risk he swore he’d never take. He couldn’t help it though! Honestly, it wasn’t his fault that you’d been careless with your laundry! Your panties were just lying there by the dirty laundry basket! What was he supposed to do?!

That afternoon, Izuku had gone home with your panties in his pocket and a smile on his face.

That night, he shamelessly pumped his cock with your panties pressed to his face. He came with them wrapped around him, covering them in his come.

Only when the post-nut clarity kicked in did he realise that meant he’d covered your delectable scent, a deep frown on his face until he realised- he could just get more! There was an endless supply right at his fingertips whenever you left the house!

That had been a few months ago, and Izuku had taken to placing your soiled panties deep into your laundry basket and swapping them with a fresh (recently worn) pair every few days. And now, here he was ready to get even closer to you.

He couldn’t wait. But he had to wait, you were still making your dinner, sluggish steps around your kitchen showing just how tired you were. You looked so adorable in those little sleep shorts, the baggy shirt you wore almost long enough to cover them up. The little fuzzy socks on your feet just added to the cozy look, shuffling along carefully as you tried not to spill your soup before you made it to the table. When you finally sat down, Izuku practically cooing at the way you nearly nodded off, he made sure to crouch into the shadows on your balcony while he watched you.

Even when your food was done and you made your way to your bedroom, he stuck to the shadows as he jumped to the next balcony along- the one outside your bedroom. Izuku thought for sure that you’d just be collapsing straight into your bed, falling sound asleep straight away and sleep like the dead.

You were always surprising him though!

To his utter delight, instead of flopping down and passing out, you settled yourself back onto your pillows and reached to your bedside drawer. Izuku could practically feel himself vibrating with excitement, his eyes focused on your hands as they moved to pull your sleep shorts down your legs and kick them off. You still looked exhausted, almost disinterested as you settled on your back, the vibrator from your bedside table in one hand and your phone in the other. He assumed you were pulling up some kind of porn to help you along, a small part of him bristling at the idea of someone else being the center of your attention while you touched yourself. But Izuku knew that soon that would all change, he just had to be patient .

It was hard, though, when Izuku could see you shifting on the bed as you pressed the vibrator to your clit, could see your chest starting to heave with each breath. His cock swells in his pants, his hand moving down to press against the tent starting on his crotch as he willed himself to stay calm. Izuku’s eyes were wide, sparkling as your mouth parted around what must have been a moan. It’s like you knew he was there, putting on this little show just for him, your hips gyrating against your sheets.

Izuku chuckled to himself quietly, shaking his head at himself. Of course you knew he was there! That was why you were doing this even though you were so tired, to give him a taste of what was to come.

God, you were so perfect for him. God he loved you so much.

Izuku could tell you were close, could see it in the way your mouth hung open in silent moans, the way your hips were stuttering in their movements. It was pure bliss, his cock throbbing almost painfully in his briefs as your back arched, one hand flying up to bite on your knuckle to keep yourself quiet- he knew if he’d been in there with you, if he’d been the one to make you come like that he’d pin your wrists to the bed only so that he could hear how good he was making you feel. Izuku wanted to hear the way you moaned his name, wanted to feel how you would clench down on him in pure ecstasy, uncaring of your neighbours.

Soon.

As you cleaned up drowsily, Izuku tucked himself into the corner of your balcony, casting a glance around to ensure no one could see him. He was sure that no heroes would be patrolling this area right now, but he couldn’t take the chance to not be careful, there was so much riding on this tonight. Tonight he would show you, would tell you exactly how he felt and prove that you two were meant to be.

When he finally returned his eyes to your room, you were snuggled down under your covers already, your breathing levelling out slowly.

It wouldn’t be long now. Izuku could hardly wait .

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Izuku had watched you sleep a few times now, testing just how likely you were to wake up by tapping on your window. He’d memorised the way you breathed when you were properly out cold, and with how tired you were after work, he knew that there could be a damn earthquake and you’d sleep right through it.

Honestly, he couldn’t have planned this better.

Pulling open the sliding door softly, he made his way into your room. Just as he expected, you didn’t even stir at all, soft breaths leaving your perfect lips as he approached the bed. Izuku smiled as he knelt by your bed, reaching out to brush a few stray hairs off your forehead. You instinctively nuzzled toward the warmth, making him coo softly at you, so adorable .

Knowing you weren’t going to wake up gave him all the courage he needed, reaching out to pull the covers off you slowly, and letting his jaw drop when he saw that you hadn’t put your sleep shorts back on, your cunt glistening softly in the low moonlight. He groaned as he reached out, swiping his fingers over your folds gently, reaching his hand up to taste you when he’d collected some of our juices.

Delicious .

Large hands parted your thighs slowly, opening you up to him, to his eager gaze. Izuku leaned down with a grin, his eyes flicking up to your face as he licked into you for the first time, marvelling at just how good you tasted, at how wet you still were. It’s like you knew, knew what he was about to do, knew you’d need all the help you could get.

Izuku has been a patient man for a long time. He doesn’t want to be patient anymore.

It’s hard for him to be slow, to be quiet when he’s this excited, but you still remained asleep, so he figured he wasn’t doing too bad of a job so far. He’s managed to push your shirt up to above your breasts, only getting side tracked for a minute to lave his tongue over your nipples and tease them into stiff peaks. When he finally returns to the job at hand, you’re shimmying in place a little, your hips twisting against the covers in search of friction.

Who was he to leave you like this?

Izuku hurried to undo his hero costume, pulling it off his shoulders and arms, pushing the one piece suit down until it was trapped around his thick thighs. His cock lands on your belly when it’s freed, thich and hot and already leaking precum onto your skin where it lies, almost up to your belly button. Izuku smirks when he sees just how far into you he’ll reach, his eyes glittering with a little mischief.

Gentle, he has to be gentle. But god it's so hard when he lines himself up, when he can feel just how hot and wet you are inside. Izuku shifts his hips forward in the smallest of increments, slowly pushing into you, your walls hugging him so tight that he has to hold his breath. It was only when he was fully seated inside you that he let it out, looking down at where his hips are pressed to yours, the little bulge in your lower belly making his eyes widen. Izuku laid his hand over your stomach, feeling his cock through your skin, and he groaned softly when he glanced up to your face to find you panting in your sleep, your brows furrowed. So cute.

He moved slowly still, drawing his hips back before pressing forward once more, the drag of your walls on his cock making him grunt, his head lolling back as he pumped his hips. Soft moans fell from you lips as he fucked into you, long and deep, his hands glued to your hips, guiding you into each thrust. Izuku’s mouth twitched into a grin even as he grunted and groaned, his eyes wide.

You’re finally all his!

He could feel your walls starting to twitch, saw your hands clenched into fists at your side, saw your eyes flicker open as you started to wake up-

His hips sped up even as his hand clamped down onto your mouth when you finally woke enough to recognise what was going on. Your wide eyes locked onto his face, panic lacing through them as you realised that he was already balls deep inside you, the tip of his cock pressing against your cervix with every thrust. Izuku simply smiled down at you.

“You’re finally awake! Oh, I’ve been- fuck - waiting so long for this! We can finally be together!”

Your eyes rolled on a particularly hard thrust, even as your hands came up to press against his chest. Honestly, Izuku expected more of a fight, but with the way you were softly moaning under his hand- god, you really were perfect for him, weren’t you! You were hardly even protesting, your nails digging into his chest at the pleasure he was wringing from your body, even against your wishes. He leaned down, moving his hand back to your hip before he pressed a harsh kiss to your lips. Your lust-addled mind had you giving in almost immediately, your lips moving against his and your arms moving around his neck to claw at his back. Izuku smiled into the kiss, leaning back to gaze down at you adoringly.

“You feel it too, right? We’re meant to be together, aren’t we? God, I love you so much…” His face buried into your neck, teeth and lips leaving mark after mark on your skin. You were his , and he would make sure everyone knew it. The little whines you were letting fall from your lips had his hips pumping harder, his hands slipping down to grip your thighs as he pushed them up, bracing his hands behind your knees. The new angle had your eyes blowing wide open, staring up into his own, your previous panic entirely gone with the glaze of lust. Izuku cooed down at you, angling his hips to continue their assault on that sweet spot inside you that had you going wild.

“Look at you… already all fucked out… you’re so cute like this! I should keep you here forever, stuffed full of me…” Izuku groaned as you tightened around him, your eyes squeezing shut in pure pleasure. He grinned, eyes dancing over your body before settling on watching his cock disappearing into your body. “You like that idea too, don’t you? Having me deep inside all the time?”

A glimmer shined in his eyes as they shot back up to yours, Izuku leaning down and lowering his voice.

“...Why don’t we make it happen? Why don’t I stuff you full of me and if we’re lucky…” He lowered his face further, nipping at your ear before he continued. “ ...maybe there’ll be a little me deep inside you, hm? ”

His cock twitched when you moaned even louder, the glazed look in your eyes sparking something in him. Izuku reached down to press his thumb to your clit, his other hand still pinning your knee to keep you spread wide for him, driving into you just as hard even when your walls were seemingly trying to crush him with how they tightened.

“C’mon, come for me, let me feel you …” With your nails dragging down his back, angry red lines in their wake, you heeded his call. Your walls clamped down on him, his own eyes squeezing shut as his cock twitched inside you, his come shooting deep into your womb and settling as he finally came to a stop, his hips still pressed against you. Izuku fell to lay over you, his elbows pressed into the bed either side of your head as he panted, your legs falling around his waist. He nuzzled his face into your neck, a soft smile on his face as you caught your breath, a few kisses placed to the marks he’d left there earlier.

“We can be together now… I won’t let anyone come between us, don’t worry…”

Izuku somehow didn’t feel your breath hitch, didn’t feel the way your body tensed as you came down and processed the situation.

He didn’t care. You were finally his, and nothing would ever change that.

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