#man Tomura always destroys me with his acting and words and existence

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Me: haha this can't affect me because I know this can be just a plot twist and also I don't care that much and—

Me internally:

[sednas]

what types of yandere are they

trigger warning: yandere theme, toxic relationship, slight smut at keigo's part

─ katsuki bakugo

He would be the type to always keep an eye on you. They all would be very protective but Katsuki would be overprotective. You're his precious little thing and if something ever happens to you all he will do is blame himself (after destroying what hurt you of course). So every time the two of you go out he orders you to constantly stay by his side, his hand firmly wrapped around your waist.

─ eijiro kirishima

He would be the super jealous one. If he sees someone who starts looking at you too insistently, either he will kill that person or he will kiss you in such an obscene way that the guy will be so uncomfortable that they will leave in no time. He also has his hands on your body constantly and uses his sharp teeth to mark you, causing you to bleed every time. These are the only times he ignores your squeals of pain.

─ tomura shigaraki

A strange combination of a creepy stalker and of a worshiper. The embodiment of the classic "you're too good for me". Sometimes he spends hours just looking at you in the corner of a room while you're doing your everyday activities. It's almost like you're a piece of art in a museum, you're too rare and too beautiful to be touched. His behaviour get him to be very touch starved and he would melt if you give him any sort of physical contact.

─ dabi

The deadly and mean type. He would kill for you, and sure already did, but when he sees you crying because of him it awakens his sadistic side and he can't get enough of your tears and squeals. Only him can make you cry, and he may act detached but if you talk to him about someone who made you uncomfortable, sad or scared you can be sure to see their burnt body the next day on television.

─ hitoshi shinso

A manipulative fucker. Like Dabi he's on the mean and sadistic side. Plus the fact that he wants to control everything in your life. He knows every single word that makes you cry, the ones that makes you angry or leaving you a blushy mess. And if one day you have the guts to talk back to him get ready for a rough night, well, rougher than usual. He secretly loves when you fight back because he likes conflict. But be aware that he would not hesitate to use his quirk at some point.

─ shota aizawa

Like Katsuki, the overprotective type. He knows what's good for you better than yourself. But I feel like being in a relationship with yandere!aizawa would actually be much more healthier than the others?? (maybe that's just because of my daddy issues and I should get help) Like he just wants to take care of you, listen to you talk about things that bothers you, reassure you and gently run his hand behind your back while he presses you a little harder against his chest. Making you feel safe is his first priority and if he has to lock you in your own house for that he will do it. (remember when I say it would be healthy? yeah just forget it) He may just love you a little too much.

─ shoto todoroki

The "maybe a little too well-informed" type. Shoto can be as silent as a grave but he sees everything and this man knows everything about you, every single thing about your life, your favorite place to eat, your favorite animal, your traumas and some others things that even you forgot about yourself. With all these informations he can easily predict your needs and you're somewhat always predictable. Like Tomura he's very touch starved, but unlike him, Shoto would straight up ask you to hold his hand or to run your fingers through his hair.

─ tamaki amajiki

Just like Shoto, he's very observant. He probably stalked you for several months before you even knew he existed. For him, knowing everything about you compensates for his lack of self-confidence. He also loves in a kind of self-destructive way, he would do anything for you, even if he has to hurt himself. Surprisingly, he tends to be on the sadistic side sometimes. Of course if he hurts you or makes you cry he would immediately apologize to you but deep down inside of his mind, a part of him would probably like it and he would hurt you again unconsciously.

─ keigo takami

The obsessive and overconfident one. He thinks about you every second of the day and when you're with him he always orders you to sit on his lap. He doesn't care about people around if he wants to fuck you right here he will. He knows damn well how to get you on your knees with his words. He just wants you to be as obsessed with him as he is with you. He's a hell of a grabber, his hand always lays on your ass or grabs your neck, he wants to feel you constantly near him.

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[lumilasi]

Decided to share a small sneak peek for the next chapter of Shadowed Pages, mainly because I think this next chapter is quite fun/interesting to write and couldn’t really contain myself.

(Context: the teen-shaped vestige that usually accompanies Tomura has dived deeper into the AFO quirk to check on something, and runs into a ’familiar’ face so to speak.)

Because of that alarming reveal, he’d come down here to see. Was it because of that boy? Was that why he was waking up?

”Whatever it is....I need to make it stop.”

”How will you do that?”

An amused voice echoes from the darkness, and he whips around, staring down at the looming tall figure standing in the shadows. He was instantly filled with unbridled fury, because it was ’his’ fault this all happened.

”My fault? Excuse you, your emotion is what made him choose to go with me. If you weren’t such a sentimental child....”

The helmeted man chuckles at him, making the teen snort and face him fully, hands in his hoodie pockets. Despite his relaxed posture, he was ready. He was not going to let this monster control everything again.

”You know you’re just delaying the inevitable. Between us, you were always the weaker influence.”

The shadowy figure chuckles as he walks closer, the mask covering his face disappearing and revealing the grotesque destroyed face beneath. Their appearance back then, before Tenko’s victory.

”Victory? Don’t fool yourself. You just helped him run away, to delay things. You naive fool.”

”You can act arrogant all you want, the fact is, you lost. The moment he placed me in Tenko subconsciously, you lost.”

The shadowed man laughs, his cold, slightly unstable voice echoing around them. The teen hated this creature so much, he was the root cause of all of this. If he hadn’t come to existence...

”I told you to stop fooling yourself! The only reason you see me as a ’bad’ thing, is because your existence causes him pain when paired with me!”

The man was now looming over him, face twisted into an inhuman grin that was blending into the shadows. He refuses to dignify that with an answer, turning his back to the mad creature.

”I would not hurt if it wasn’t for you.”

”Same right back at you. Things were fine before you started to get in the way. It’s like you’ve forgotten why we started this.”

The teen pauses, glancing back at his sinister counterpart.

”I don’t care. I only care about him.”

”Ahh, see that’s where you’re wrong. You have such one-track mind nowadays. What we were doing was bigger than that, bigger than heroes or villains! By suppressing me and keeping ’him’ asleep, you’re putting so many lives at risk.”

The mad figure cackles at him, appearing right in front of him again to block his path, grasping his collar. The teen meets the eyeless face without hesitation, grabbing the arm holding him. The shadows around them shifted restlessly, as a silent battle was fought between them for a moment, until the taller figure snorts and let’s him go, the helmet manifesting back on his face.

”You’re a fool. What’s one boy’s life in the face of many?”

”It didn’t have to come to this. None of it had to happen.”

”Fact is, it did. How long are you planning on running away? You can’t do this forever.”

With those last ominous words, the figure gets swallowed by darkness again, leaving him with the subtly glowing cocoon behind him

[candychronicles]

touch // t. shigaraki

A/N: My take on the bnharem server angst collab. I hope you all enjoy!

CHARACTER PAIRING: Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

WORD COUNT: 2,013

WARNINGS: sadness... that is all.

SYNOPSIS: Shigaraki finally finds someone who loves him more than anything in the world. what could possibly go wrong?

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having an odd quirk didn’t stop you from trying to become a hero. after all, you weren’t someone who needed to be on the front lines, someone who needed constant praise and admiration, you just wanted to help; but, just because you want something doesn’t mean that it would work out, and your hopes and dreams were shattered over and over again.

“you’re just not that useful enough.”

that’s the line you heard over and over again. it didn’t matter that you passed the entrance exams with flying colors, that, despite not being able to use your quirk to fight back, you still tried your hardest to prove that you could be useful.

your quirk was that you couldn’t be affected by other quirks. any blast of flame your way, any painful touch to your body, any rock tossed towards you used by a quirk would simply slide off your body like water off of a duck's back. being invincible to other people was something that, in your mind, could be useful. you could be on the front lines, taking hits and distracting villains, but because you didn’t have much offensive power, it just wasn’t something that the hero world was looking for. 

you thought you had accepted your fate, that you were never meant to be helpful and would be stuck with some desk job for the rest of the night, when the LoV caught wind of someone who couldn’t be hurt by quirks. they sent Dabi out, and when you stared amusedly at him after he had attempted to burn you to a crisp, too tired to even care about who this strange man was, you finally found your place.

Dabi explained in wondrous fashion who he was, the ideals of Stain and the goals of the LoV, spinning a tale of acceptance and a world where the real heroes would rule. you were skeptical, but after meeting people like Toga and Twice, seeing how everyone was a true unit, you accepted it without much thought. after all, you only wanted to be useful to someone, wanted to do good in the world, and it seemed like this place was as good as it was going to get.

you ran through some tests with all the members, proving time and time again that your quirk was rock solid. it was only when Shigaraki saw for himself, grasping your shoulder almost painfully with all five fingers, that you were officially initiated into the League. 

your tasks were small and simple, nobody wanting to let the sweet ray of sunshine become decayed by the evils that they were truly doing. you didn’t kill, you didn’t get your hands bloody, but over time, you would’ve done anything for them. they took you in without a second thought, seeing who you were and your true potential, nurturing you and making you a part of a family you never thought you would truly have. 

your relationship with Shigaraki was a complicated one. you didn’t particularly admire him or worship him like many of the other members did, you definitely didn’t even trust him very much, but you knew better than to question anything. it was only when you saw what he did for his members by getting revenge on Overhaul that you really started to see the man that he was, the man that was as dedicated to his people as they were to him.

after that, you began talking to the odd, gangly man more. it unnerved him at first, wondering what had changed, not necessarily liking the situation, but once you unabashedly explained how you saw what he did and how you felt about him after the fact, did he finally begin to let loose and talk to you.

the conversations started off simple, asking about what game he was playing, about simple plans that were going on, but that quickly turned into life aspirations, deep philosophical ideals and even your past, your history. the connection only grew deeper and turned into an unbreakable bond, a true, rare display of love between someone who shined brighter than the sun and someone who casted all the shadows on a deep, dark night.

loving Shigaraki was easier than you thought it would be, but still difficult. his fascination with you was endless, and you never really understood why until he confessed.

“i love that i’m able to touch you without you turning to ash. i always thought of myself as someone who could only destroy, but with you, i can be in love.”

you cried in his arms all evening long, so overwhelmed with emotions for him and about him that you thought you would drown. you didn’t realize how much destruction he truly created and were unbelievably happy that your quirk brought you to him, to this man who needed someone to hold more than anything in the world.

the road to love was bumpy and full of pain, and there were many times where you thought that he was the evilest man alive, but you always went back because you loved him more than anything in the world. 

on one particular night, he had thrown a tantrum, frustrated that you were asking for attention when he wanted to be left alone. you usually threw one back, angry at the situation, but that night, you had simply walked out. it was three days of acting as if he didn’t exist before he came to your door late at night.

“it’s 2am, i know that, but i need you...”

you hadn’t wanted to let him in, still hurt by the interaction, but you knew that you wouldn’t be able to hold out and eventually caved, letting him love you and be loved, carding his fingers through your hair and holding you tight, never wanting to let go of the feeling of love.

that conversation tended to happen often, but each time, you would open the door, allowing the man with the broken heart lick his wounds and regain his pride. you knew how he was, you knew he was sorry every time, and so you allowed it without question, because being loved and wanted was something you never wanted to give up.

that was, until, you watched him decay a man for looking at you wrong. you knew Shigaraki wasn’t a hero, wasn’t someone to be admired and looked up to by children, but you grew to care for all of him, good and bad. you believed in his plan, in the greater good of everything. you didn’t know that he could be someone who would kill an innocent man, someone who may have had a family, into obliteration, because he didn’t like the way the man looked at you.

that night he came, late and pleading for forgiveness, but for the first time ever, you didn’t let him in. your soft cries echoed in the barren room, heartbroken and confused on what was going on. the anger and distrust lasted for weeks, but when it came time to leave on a mission of sorts, you did so without hesitation. despite your feeling for Shigaraki, you were a part of the team, and would do whatever was needed for him and the cause.

it was a weird night, the feelings were off, and everyone was on edge. you all felt as if things were going too easy for you, and that was never good. it was only when the heroes arrived did you realize what was going on. without question, you threw yourself in the front lines, recognizing some familiar faces from your time as a wannabe hero yourself, but tonight, tonight you were a true villain.

you stood in the front of the crowd, deflecting every and all attack, giving a massive advantage to the League, allowing them to take the offensive stance despite being overwhelmed. things were going good, until they weren’t. without warning, you were thrown into a wall, your head slamming against concrete and your vision going fuzzy.

Pro-hero Eraserhead had shown up to the scene and diffused your quirk. you never knew that he had the ability to cancel your own, as you thought all quirks against you were immune, but you had never tried anything except physical attacks. 

despite this, you shook yourself off and went back to deflecting attacks, taking hits and getting right back up, unable to stop yourself from helping just one more time.

“Shigaraki, come here. i have a plan,” you screeched, running to the side.

“you need to run behind me. i’m going to attack him and when he activates his quirk on me, kill him.”

he stared at you dumbfounded, not understanding how someone who hated this side of him so much would be encouraging this behavior, but he didn’t question it, just nodding his head and getting back into position. right now, the only important thing was winning. 

you started your attack quickly, running to him, deflecting the quirks people were throwing your way, ignoring the warnings from both your side and theirs. Shigaraki followed suit quickly, ducking so that he would be protected by your body.

you were so close, so close in succeeding. you were mere inches from Aizawa when he turned his head and grabbed you by the neck, silencing your quirk with his eyes. Shigaraki wasn’t paying attention, too enamored with the fact that he was about to decimate someone who had foiled his plans one too many times, and his hand slipped.

Aizawa didn’t mean to, tried to throw you towards the ground, avert his eyes, but Shigaraki was too quick, and his hand met the back of your head. there was no sound made, no voice of goodbye or i love you, before your body turned to ash in front of him. there was a moment of silence between the two, before Aizawa lowered his hand and ran away, back into the fray of the fight.

Shigaraki crumbled to his knees, not caring about anything else in the moment except the feeling of pure anguish. he had killed you, killed you without even blinking. you probably didn’t even have a chance to register what had happened. your life was just taken from you, the love you two shared, the future you were supposed to have together, just gone in the blink of an eye. he finally realized why you were so upset that he had killed that man, understanding the anguish his family probably felt at not being with their loved one anymore. the League had to drag him away from the scene and his own thoughts, having been defeated now that their main asset had been killed.

he stammered out to everyone how he didn’t mean to, how Aizawa canceled your quirk and threw you into his hand, how they were going to pay for killing you, and no one questioned him. everyone knew of the love you two shared, and despite being mad at each other, they knew that Shigaraki would never hurt you. what they didn’t know what that Shigaraki was so bloodthirsty, so ready and willing to kill that he wasn’t careful enough, and that was why you were dead. 

life continued on for him after that, but he was not the same leader anymore. there was a wall that no one could really break down, a barrier much like his lovers that allowed each and every feeling of love, affection, gratitude, admiration, roll off his back. his sole focus was the goals of the League now, and anything that got in the way, good or bad, was a distraction and was eliminated without a second thought.

to Shigaraki, you were everything he couldn’t be and more. you were bright, happy, positive, so fucking loving, and made him a better person, better than he could ever imagine he would be. without you, he was nothing, and he reminded himself every day of the world he could’ve lived in, the type of man he could’ve been, if only you were still by his side. 

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