#poly yandere bnha

[cult-of-husbandos]

₊˚ʚ 🫧 ₊˚✧ ﾟ. ━ 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡

pairing: soft yandere!bakudekutodo x willing!reader

genre: fluff, poly au, pro hero, gender neutral reader

synopsis: there's nothing more relaxing than taking a nice, hot bubble bath when you have the entire apartment to yourself with your playlist playing and the bathroom door locked.

word count: 4.8k

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The apartment is quiet and empty for the entire day since this morning, and you seized the chance for some much needed alone time. SWV’s Rain is playing from your bluetooth speaker, set on a low volume, softly bouncing echoes around the bathroom walls. You dipped your fingers under the running tap to test the temperature.

Hot. Perfect.

Smiling and humming to yourself, you pour in the scented bubble bath. As the bubbles formed a delicate, foamy blanket covering the tub, you turned off the tap.

You strip off your robe and sink slowly into the piping hot bubble bath. You let out a sigh of relief as you submerged your entire body into the bathtub, keeping your head above water. Thanks to your boyfriends’ unrelenting remodeling of the entire house, especially the bathroom, your bathtub is now big enough to be a sensory pod. You closed your eyes  and let out another relaxing sigh, letting your body float and sway with the water.

“Fuck…” you moan. “I really needed this.”

You can’t remember the last time you had a bubble bath let alone the apartment all to yourself. Your boyfriends had to leave super early in the morning, leaving you alone once again. You wished you could enjoy your days out like before, but you had a feeling your boyfriends would tie you to the bed and never let you out ever again. Though you did have sun, or as much fun as you could, running small errands.

“I fucking love bubble baths!” you yell, splashing around and pumping your fist.

After floating and soaking in the comforting scent, you raise up and reach for your new book you bought this afternoon. You lean back and sigh again.

“Haah… this is the shit right here. All alone, 90’s R&B playing, and the latest new smut to hit the shelves for desperate housewives.”

You flip open the book and begin to read:

“In the barn where the shadows danced along the wooden walls, she walked alone, veiled in candle light. Her heart beat in a melodic rhythm longing to have a partner join in.”

“Ooh~. A spicy slow burn~.”

You continued reading, losing yourself in the novel and feeling your muscles relax in the water. For a while, nothing else existed but you, your hot bubble bath, your music, and the story unfolding in your hands.

That is, until you heard the front door of the apartment open and close. You lowered your book a bit and listened out for the sounds of who came home. You’re immediately dreading the inevitable. There’s a good reason you wanted to take this bath alone. You heard a voice call softly. The master bathroom is a bit far from the entrance. Soft beats of feet quickly turned into panicked thuds. Thuds that sounded like running. The thuds came to a halt outside the bathroom door and the doorknob jiggled stiffly/ You must’ve locked the door on instinct.

“(Y/N)?” A gentle but panicked voice called out, a bit muffled. Izuku Midoriya, the number one hero of Japan. You smile to yourself, hearing his worry. The man can knock down a building using only his pinky but can look so cute while doing it. His baby face doesn’t match his buff and scarred body and you often tease him about it, calling him the baby-faced hero.

‘It’s rare that he’s home first. That’s surprising…’ you think to yourself. A knock brought you out of your thoughts.

“Baby… are you in there?” he asked, sounded even more worried the longer you stayed silent. There’s no point in staying silent. Not only is the locked door a dead giveaway that you’re in here, but Lauryn Hill’s Ex-Factor is echoing throughout the bathroom.

“Yeah, baby. I'm in here.” you answer. “How was your day? It’s rare that you’re the first one home.”

“Oh! Good. And yeah! Things ended early at the agency so I came home as soon as I could.”

Jiggle Jiggle

“Oh really? That’s even rarer! You’re really lucky.”

Jiggle Rattle Jiggle

“Yeah! And I have even tomorrow off so we can spend all morning sleeping in together!”

Rattle Rattle Jiggle

“That’ll be fun! It’s been a while since you had a day off.”

BANG

There’s a pause on the other side of the door.

“Baby…” His voice is quiet. “Why is the door locked?”

“Because I’m in here?” you chuckle at the question. “I’m taking a bubble bath.”

“Oh, I see.” It got quiet again. “Can you come out please?”

You sigh, knowing this would happen eventually but you thought you’d be done and at least clothed. Izuku is the clingiest one out of your boyfriends, a close second to a certain icy-hottie. “I would, buuut I just got in and it’s a bit ridiculous to get out the tub, dry off, welcome you home, and get back in the tub.”

“I can get in the bathtub with you!” Izuku is no longer turning the doorknob. It sounds more like he’s pushing his weight onto the door.

“Izuku, I would really like some alone time right now.”

“What.” His tone sounded somewhere between hurt and distressed. “Are you saying you don’t want to be with me? What’re you doing in there? Are you doing something that you don’t want me to see? Why would you have the door locked in our house? What’re you hiding from me? I don’t like secrets, (Y/N). (Y/N)? Open the door. Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you really hiding something from me? You can open the door for me, right? If you can open the door that means that you have nothing to hide, right? I want to hug you and kiss you so much. Don’t you want to kiss me too? Don’t you love me anymore? Open the door please…!”

Loud banging rattled the walls as Izuku forcefully tried to get in the bathroom, muttering his feelings out loud. You, on the other hand, remained calm. You’ve dealt with this situation before and knew how to handle his spirals. You also know that the door isn’t going to budge even with Japan's strongest hero banging down on it.

“Hey Izu?” you called out, sweetly. “You’re not trying to use your quirk to break down the door, are you?”

The banging and rattling immediately stopped and was followed by a long pause.

“H-Huh?”

“Right. You wouldn’t do that because you know that during the remodeling you replaced all the doors and windows with a specific material that can’t be broken or shattered by any quirk including abnormal strength quirks, right?” You try to mask your teasing tone, but can’t help but slyly smile, imagining the embarrassed look on his face.

“N-No! I mean yes! I do remember that…” he mumbled sheepishly.

You stifle a giggle. Izuku is always fun to tease. “Zuzu. How about we make a deal?”

“A deal?”

“Yeah. If you set a time for an hour I promise, even when the rest of the boys come home first, you will be the first one to get welcome home hugs and kisses.”

This is a big deal in the apartment. It’s become routine that when the boys come home you greet them with a hug and kisses. Normally, only a certain hothead has been the reigning champion of that routine since they’re always the first one home. Izuku has always wanted to be the first one home so he can love you first, but his schedule never gave him the opportunity, having to settle for second place and, sometimes, third place. You can tell from the happy mumblings behind the door that he’s ecstatic about it, however…

“An hour? I don’t know if I can wait for an hour.” he whined.

You hum and think for a minute. “Okay, how about 45 minutes? You can get started on dinner so the time goes by faster. I’d really love it if you made me your delicious Karaage.”

“Okay! It’s a promise! I’ll get started right away!” You can hear the excitement in his voice as his footsteps headed towards the kitchen.

You laugh lightly at your goofy boyfriend and relax back into the tub, reopening your book.

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Time passed and you are at a particularly steamy moment in the novel –

“Farmhand Ben ran his calloused fingers through her hair – his hot breath causing a shiver to run down her spine. This feeling was new to Dorothy. Sparks of heat were radiating from her womanhood that couldn’t be smothered by the stormy flood that soaked her cotton panties. Her nipples stood erect at the scent of a dominant man’s musk.”

“...Her what now?”

Suddenly, the front door slammed shut and heavy and impatient footsteps could be heard throughout the apartment. You jump at the sudden noise only to calm down once you recognize the shouting – Bakugou Katsuki, your second boyfriend and Japan’s number two hero. His shouts can be heard all the way to the bathroom. Again, the kitchen and the master bathroom is far so the fact you could hear him only made it more prominent how loud he’s being. You roll your eyes when you hear him shout at Izuku.

“Oi! (Y/N)! Where the hell are you?!”

Normally, Bakugou is the first one home so it’s become routine that you’re the first one he sees and he’s the first one to receive a welcome home hug and kiss. He always brags about it to make the others jealous.

You groan inwardly. You love your boyfriend, but sometimes he’s too damn loud. Before you could respond, Bakugou’s already in front of the bathroom door, hammering and rattling the door and doorknob harder than Izuku had. Izuku must’ve told him where you were.

“Welcome home, Katsuki.” you greet nonchalantly. 

“Don’t fuck with me! What the hell’re you doing in there with the door locked?!” he asked, his voice full of aggression and annoyance. Typical Bakugou.

“I’m doing my taxes.”

“(Y/N).” he warned.

“I’m taking a bubble bath, Katsuki.”

“Why the hell are you taking a bath?!”

“Um, to smell good obviously.”

“Then why don’t you take a shower, dumbass?!”

“I’m not having this argument with you again!”

Another big bang came from behind the door.

“Get the hell out here! I want my hugs and kisses!” he demanded.

“I’m kinda naked and wet right now!”

“You’re always fucking wet and naked!”

Blushing, you stuttered and quickly changed the subject. “D-Didn’t you yell at Izu yesterday for tracking water on the bathroom floor after his shower?”

“That’s different! That shitty nerd can barely dry his hair and he’s always wandering around the house half-dry!”

You sigh heavily and lean back, resting your head against the edge of the tub. You refuse to let his temper ruin your mood. “Well, I’m not done yet. I’ll give you a proper ‘welcome home’ when I’m done, okay? Just be patient.”

A tense silence filled the air only lightened a bit by your music before he spoke again. “I’m not in the mood to be ignored, babe.”

“I’m not ignoring you! I just want to take a bubble bath in peace.”

You hear the muffled popping of his quirk against the door. Bakugou is a very needy person. Clingy and needy might sound the same, but between Izuku and Bakugou it’s a huge difference. Izuku is the clingy type in the same sense that he pleads and holds onto you 24/7 begging for kisses and whispering ‘i love you’s’ all day long. Bakugou is the needy type to where if you forget to give him a kiss once he’ll have a temper tantrum and demand double kisses and never let you forget it again. Whatever he wants is a need and whatever he needs he wants. You sigh again quietly hearing the muffled booms get louder and louder, the slight smell of smoke seeping into the bathroom.

“Hey Katsuki?”

“Hah?!”

“I’d really love it if you made us your spicy ramen for dinner tonight.”

“Haah?!!”

“If you make it, I promise that as soon as I’m done I’ll give you double the kisses and sit on your lap during dinner.”

There was a pause as the booms came to a stop. “You promise?”

“I promise.” you reassure.

He let out a huff. “Tch, fine! But you better keep your damn promise! Or I’m busting this damn door down!”

With that, he stormed off, grumbling loudly under his breath. You knew he wouldn’t really break down the door. Not only because it was an idle threat, but also because after Izuku made the windows and doors virtually unbreakable, he hired someone to make the doors fire retardant as well. You remember him calling Izuku an idiot for not thinking about the “obvious”. You returned back to your book, raising the volume of Mary J. Blige’s I’m Going Down slightly to drown out Bakugou’s yelling.

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You lost track of time as you continued to read your novel, nearly reaching the end:

“Dorothy ran away from the ranch that night. Ran away from the barn where she became a woman. Ran away from Farmhand Ben. Ran away from the only place she ever called home. She couldn’t describe the betrayal she felt nor the heartbreak that racked her body. Heavy rain poured down on Dorothy’s small frame, soaking her white attire. She ran far on the winding dirt road, her breasts bobbing boobily with every bounce. Her nipples twirling–”

“Okay, what the actual fuck am I reading? Who the fuck wrote this?” You look at the front and back of the book. “T.I.A Morison? …There’s no picture either? Oh my god, this was written by a fucking man, wasn’t it?!”

“(Y/N), are you in there?” A soft voice called out to you, surprising you from your rant. Shoto Todoroi, your third boyfriend, is finally home. You were so wrapped up in this shitty smut that you didn’t hear the front door or his footsteps approaching the bathroom door.

“Oh, yeah Shoto. I’m in the bath,” you answer, placing your book down on the floor. “Welcome home.”

“I’m home.”

“...”

“...”

“Shoto?” you called out, wondering why he’s being silent. “Do you need something?”

“I need you.” he answered, quickly and bluntly.

You laugh. “I’m taking a bubble bath right now, honey. Can you wait until I finish?”

He pauses before speaking again. “I heard you talking about a man.”

“Oh yeah.” you grumbled, thinking to yourself that you should return the book tomorrow.

“Why?”

“Um…”

“Are you thinking of other men? Why were you shouting about another man? Is that why the door is locked?”

You sigh to yourself. Shoto is the most obsessive out of the other two with a big mix of clingy and needy. He’d burn down an apartment building at the slightest mention of you being chilly. He’s actually the one that “suggested” that you stay at home. Well, his actual first suggestion is to keep you locked in the bedroom so you won’t get hurt wandering the apartment. 

“Answer me, (Y/N).” An icey bitterness blows from under the door and sends a chill down your spine, making you sink a little deeper into the now lukewarm water.

“Woah, calm down, honey.” you soothe. “I was just talking about the author of this novel I’m reading. Clearly there are men walking this earth that don’t know a goddamn thing about female anatomy!” You’re getting riled up thinking about the paragraph.

“So… you aren’t thinking about men?”

“Absolutely not. You, Katsuki, and Izuku are all I think about.”

“Prove it.”

“Um… prove what?”

“Prove that you weren’t thinking about another man. Show me the book.”

“Haah… Shoto, baby… I know that’s just a ploy to get me to open the door, but I promise that once I’m done, I’ll show you the book so that you can burn it because honestly it’s not even worth the hassle of returning it.”

“...”

“Shoto?”

“I don’t like this.”

“Hm? Don’t like what?”

“Talking to this door and… only hearing your voice. I want to see you and touch you and hold you when we talk. I don’t like it when you’re away from me.” he explained, a pleading tone evident in his voice. “It makes me… anxious.”

You feel a bit guilty. Shoto’s always the last one home so he’s always in last place to everything happening in the relationship. Cuddles, kisses, hand holding, movie nights, dinner times, date nights, etc.. Even though he never mentioned it, you always got the feeling he felt left out when it came to together and alone time since Bakugou and Izuku would swoop up and steal you. Especially during bedtime.

“I’m sorry, Sho. I didn’t mean to make you anxious.” you apologize. “To make it up to you, I will… cuddle you for the next 3 nights and make you your favorite food for those days as well. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”

“You promise?” he asked, his voice soft.

“I promise.” you replied.

Just then, rapid footsteps approached the door.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! It’s been 45 minutes! Remember your promise!” Izuku announced, knocking impatiently.

“Yeah yeah! Okay, I’m getting out now.”

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You emerged from the bedroom and walked into the living room, fully dried off and wearing Shoto’s shirt with your comfy dolphin shorts. You smile seeing all your boyfriends setting up the table in their own casual pajamas. Thank goodness this apartment had more than one bathroom. Once Katsuki notices you, he groans and rolls his eyes, making his way to you.

“Fucking finally! Thought you were gonna be in there all night!” He raises his arms to hug you, but you stop him.

“Nuh-uh.” You step aside.

“Huh?! The fuck you mean “nuh-uh”?!”

“Izuku got home first and I promised him that I would greet him first.”

You walk up and hug your smiley freckled boyfriend. Katsuki clicked his tongue.

“Shitty Deku! Don’t think you’re hot shit just ‘cause you got home first! If I weren’t busy dealing with idiots and shitty villains, I’d be home first! I’ll be here first tomorrow so fall back behind me, shitnerd!”

“I just got lucky to get home first, Kacchan. Don’t be selfish.” Izuku responded calmly with a smirk. He cupped your cheek and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I missed you…” he murmured into your shoulder, placing soft kisses along your clavicle.

“It was only 45 minutes, silly.” you say with a laugh. “But I missed you too.”

Izuku raised his face to look at you with a soft look in his eyes that still had a hint of neediness in them. “Yeah, but it felt like forever…” he mumbled, reluctantly letting you after a few minutes. 

Katsuki stared at you intensely as you approached him. He hates being in second place, especially to Izuku. His usual scowl fixed to his face, but you know deep down he’s just as eager to get a kiss from you as the others.

“Took you long enough, dumbass.” he grumbled, his hands immediately settling on your waist and pulling you in close.

You roll your eyes playfully and wrap your arms around his neck. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry to keep you waiting.”

He clicked his tongue and leaned in close, his lips barely touching yours. “Damn right, you should be.” he muttered, his expression softening as he leaned in for a kiss. His kisses are rough and demanding, but have an unmistakable sense of warmth and neediness. As promised, you gave him double the kisses which he took full advantage of, taking his chances to shoot boastful glares at a jealous Izuku. When he finally pulled back, he pressed his forehead against yours and stared lovingly in your eyes.

“Lock me out again and I’ll destroy every damn door in this place, got it?” he ordered, his voice taking on a commanding tone.

“Got it.” you whisper back, giving him one last peck on the nose before moving onto Shoto.

Shoto’s gaze remains unwavering as you approach him, his heterochromatic eyes staring deeply into your soul. He didn’t say a word, just simply grabbed onto your waist with a firm grasp.

“I’m home.” he whispered softly, possessiveness in his tone as he smiled at you. Before you can greet him back, he quickly leaned in and captured your lips with a slow, deep kiss that left you breathless. His cool fingers traced the line down your back causing a shiver to run down your spine. He chucked against your lips, savoring the shivers from your body pressed against him. When he pulled back, he buried his face in your neck. “Next time, let me in with you. I can’t stand being away from you too long.”

You chuckle softly and nod. “Alright. I’ll keep that in mind.”

With all three of them satisfied – at least for now – you pulled away and looked at your chefs for tonight’s dinner.

“Now, can we eat?” you ask, licking your lips. “I’m starving and the food smells soo good.”

Izuku nods eagerly, his eyes brightening. “Yes, of course! I hope you like it! I tried really hard to make it extra yummy for you!”

Bakugou sucked his teeth and crossed his arms. “If it tastes like shit, I’m killing you, shitty nerd!”

You giggle lightly at the banter happening between two of your boyfriends and take a seat next to Bakugou as promised, which made him smirk in silent pride. He nearly pulled you into his lap, that’s how close he wanted you next to him. However, you weren’t focused on that. You were focused on the delicious aroma of fried chicken and spicy ramen that filled the living room. The combination of food in front of you makes your mouth water and the table is soon filled with the chattering of chopsticks and the satisfied slurps and hums of approval.

“Mm! You really outdid yourself, Izu!” you exclaim between bites, munching eagerly on the chicken. “This is amazing!”

“I’m glad you like it! I tried my best!” Izuku beamed, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

Katsuki huffed. “It’s not that amazing. It’s under-seasoned and the chicken is chewy as hell.”

Yet, you saw that he continued to eat the non-amazing chicken. “Aww~! Are you jealous, Ka-tsu-ki~?” you tease.

A bright red blush covered Bakugou’s cheeks and the tip of ears. “H-Hah?! Fucking no!”

���I love your spicy ramen too, Katsuki. You’re such an amazing chef.” Sometimes it helps to stroke his ego to yield his jealousy.

Bakugou huffed again, clearly pleased with your praise, but trying to play it off. “Of course it’s good. I made it, didn’t I?”

You laugh at his tsundere-like response, but before you could tease him anymore, Izuku interjected. “So, how was your day, (Y/N)? What did you do while we were out?”

“Oh, not much.” you answer, taking a bit of spicy ramen. “Just ran a few errands, went to the bookstore, not much else.”

They all stopped immediately and gave you varying looks of surprise and concern.

Shoto raises his eyebrow. “You went outside?”

“Mhm.”

“By yourself?”

“Yeah, but just for a bit.” you reassure, already sensing the possessiveness radiating from them. “Plus, I wasn’t gone all day. Maybe 2 or 3 hours max and just to a couple of stores.”

Each of your boyfriends exchanged knowing looks as you continued.

“Oh! I also ran into Sero and Kaminari while I was out.”

That set them off. Izuku’s eyes darkened at the mention of their names, small lines of smoke rose from Shoto, and Bakugou scowled harshly, snapping his chopsticks in half and pulling you closer to him tightly.

“Those two extra?” Bakugou growled irritably. “What the fuck did they want with you?”

“They just said hi and asked how everyone was doing,” you tell them, shrugging. “Oh! And Kaminari said that there’s going to be a drinking party this Friday and they want you to come, Katsuki. He said Mina, Kirishima, and Ochako are gonna be there too–”

“Fuck that!” he spat. “Why the hell would I want to waste my time with those bastards when I can come home and drink for free and be with people I actually care about?!”

“Aw Bakubabe–”

“Shut the fuck up, Icy-hot!”

“Well, they knew you would say that so they told me to tell you that they're gonna go ahead and reserve the restaurant anyway. They didn’t tell me the name because they were afraid you’d call and cancel, but they did say that it was a place that had your credit card on file.”

Tiny sparks popped from Bakugou’s clenched fist, burning his broken chopsticks. “Those damn bastards…”

Shoto’s expression remained neutral, but the grip on his chopsticks tightened, freezing it nearly solid. “I don’t like the idea of you going out alone.” Shoto said firmly.

Izuku, trying to stay calm but visibly anxious, chimed in as well. “I agree with Todoroki! W-What if something happened to you and we couldn’t get to you? There’s been an increase in villain attacks lately and I’d never forgive myself if–”

“Woah there, Zuzu. Breathe, all of you. Nothing happened I swear. I was careful and made sure to stay in the safe areas. Besides, I’m pretty capable of defending myself with all the stuff you guys gave me. The pepper spray, taser, pocket knives, mace, bear mace, brass knuckles, brass knuckles with a taser in it–”

“W-What?! I never gave you any of that stuff!”

“I gave it to them. You can never be too cautious with these fucking people.” Katsuki grumbled, his grip tightening on your thigh.

“Katsuki’s right. And I promise, it was just a quick trip. I just didn’t want to be cooped up inside all day. I really don’t mind staying inside, but I really had an itch to go outside today. I’ve even read every book in this house, even the manual for the dishwasher, refrigerator, and toaster oven which is why I went to the bookstore. Oh, that reminds me. Shoto sweetie, I need you to burn a book for me.”

Bakugou grumbled something under his breath, still clearly annoyed, but he didn’t push it further since the bigger problem of Sero and Kaminari abusing his card in a random restaurant made him angrier. Shoto’s gaze lingered on you a bit longer before he sighed and nodded, accepting your explanation.

“Wait… burn your book?”

To ease the tension, Izuku quickly perked up. “Oh! I know! Since I’m off tomorrow, if you want, how about we go on a date? Just the two of us.” His eyes sparkled with excitement.

You smile at him. “We haven’t been out together in a while. I’d love that.”

“Yay! It’s a date!” he exclaimed, giddy with anticipation.

The rest of dinner became relaxed again as you all talked about your day, the current hero gossip, and the latest on villain activity in the city.

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After dinner, you all heated to bed. As promised, you cuddled up next to Shoto, who’s already lying under the covers waiting for you. He pulled you into his embrace the moment you slipped into bed, his blend of cool and hot soothing you.

“I’ve been looking forward to this since dinner.” Shoto whispered against your ear, his breath tickling your neck and sending shivers down your spine. His grip on you is firm, almost like he’s staking his claim on you, but there’s a gentleness in how he holds you close.

You snuggled closer into him, feeling his heartbeat steady against your back. “I promised, didn’t I?” you murmured back, smiling.

Meanwhile, Izuku and Bakugou stood at the foot of the bed, looking at you two with a mixture of resignation and jealousy. Izuku pouted, clearly wanting to be the one holding you and Bakugou just crossed his arms, clicking his tongue in annoyance.

“Tch! You’re hogging them, you icy-hot bastard.” Katsuki complained.

Shoto simply closed his eyes, content with having you in his arms. “You’ll get your turn in 3 days.” he sighed calmly.

“What the hell?!”

“3 days?! That’s not fair!”

“A promise is a promise, Zuku. Don’t be selfish.” you say, throwing his words back at him.

It was Izuku’s turn to huff with a pout. He climbed into bed, facing you while Bakugou settled in behind him. “Fine,” he grumbled, a pout on his adorable lips. “but I’m not letting you get away with this again.” He reached out his hand to gently touch your, interlocking your fingers with his. Katsuki grunted in agreement, sleep taking over him.

As the night grew quiet, the soft sound of their breathing lulled you to sleep. Shoto’s arms were wrapped securely around you and Izuku intimately held your hand even in deep sleep. Bakugou’s soft snoring even sounded melodic. Their combined warmth surrounded you in a cocoon of affection.

Maybe next time you’ll invite them to your next bubble bath.

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a/n: making my first poly mha fanfic so i hope i did good! also trying out a new new style and format so let me know if you like it! my inbox is open so if you have a suggestion, shoot me one. i'm not the best at answering, but i do my best!♡

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That’s Not My Neighbor (1) | Yandere Bnha

“I’m sure you didn’t have a nose piercing the last time I spoke with you, Mister Kirishima. Besides you're not on today's list.”

“Wait it’s not what you think please–”

“Sorry.” 

As apathetic as your reasoning you clicked the button and began to dial the D.D.D. It didn’t matter that there was frantic and harsh banging against the closed metal doors. All that did matter was that the shouts and struggles of D.D.D agents were quieting down. The metallic door came up to show the mysterious build of the building’s agent. 

“The cleaning protocol is completed. You may continue your job.”

“Thank you.”

You look down to reorganize and once over the documents you had; stopping when you find the agent still standing in front of your window, gas mask, and all. 

“Do you need something?”

Instead of apologizing or defending themselves they simply stood there. Rolling your eyes you put the documents down, sending a light glare. They were in the way of possible residents. Which means wasting time on your shift. 

It was three minutes before a voice crackled again. 

“You—took up more shifts.”

Resisting the urge to sneer you took to restacking your papers while you answered. 

“I did. Is there a problem?”

“I thought the other guy would be here at this time.”

Refusing to hide your anger this time you slammed your papers down as you leaned back in the chair.

“On the books he is but he had an emergency so I’m filling in, my shift is next anyway.”

“...Are you getting paid for this?”

So that was why…You sighed, no longer scrunching your eyebrows. Flashing a small smile you straightened your posture.

“He owes me a favor and lunch; so I’ll be okay.”

They stood a little while longer before bowing their head and making their way out of the building. You wondered if this meant one of you was going to get fired. Pushing that aside you continued to look ahead waiting for the next possible resident to walk through.

Your gaze was so fixed on the window you failed to hear the squeaking of the door of your office and the steps behind your back. Only squealing when your chair suddenly twirled around to reveal an intruder.

“HIya (Y/n)!”

“Eeep!”

“Don’t get so nervous just wanted to stop by!”

It was Denki Kaminari,  resident in F2-03 shared with Hitoshi Shinso, piercings on his ears, yellow hair with a black stripe, and an occasionally derpy look on his face. His current employment is as a private electrician, which means he’s often called out for emergencies and may not always be on the list. 

Which he isn’t because he’s got the day off. 

“Sir Kaminari please don’t surprise me like that. I am working.”

“Sir?! Ouch, (Y/n) you wound me!”

He fakes a shot to the heart wobbling around before dramatically falling onto the floor.

“It’s not healthy to take a job as dangerous as harshly as you do. You know all the residents have countermeasures.” 

It’s Shinso Hitoshi, a private detective, and D.D.D reporter, with crazy purple hair and eyes with bags under them, and a hanging earring on his left ear. He also isn’t on the list today. Figures, his work is sporadic and Shinso is an insomniac homebody. 

“Yes, but my job is meant so that you won’t have to use them. I must stay vigilant against Doppelgangers.”

He sighs and scratches at his unruly head. He kicks his partner who is still playing dead on the floor. Kaminari stands up swiftly to once again invade your space as you fail to scoot your chair away. 

“So have you eaten today?”

You pushed him away, turning to your window once again, scanning the perimeter before speaking over your shoulder. 

“I keep myself hydrated when I’m working.”

Shinso sucked his teeth, coming to your right side as he glances at the files you’ve neatly organized. Kaminari follows his lead going on the opposite side to poke at your phone and the list. You swatted his hands away.

“That doesn’t sound like an answer.”

You sighed, “Relax. My coworker promised to give me lunch as compensation for taking his shift.”

What should have soothed their worries instead made them more upset. Both of them glaring at you. 

“If he’s going to give you lunch but you're taking his shift today, that means you’re not eating lunch today.”

“Yeah..what he said!”

You sighed again standing from the chair to turn the both of them away. Putting your foot down–you cross your arms and look at them with your customer-service smile,” As an extension of D.D.D I’m tasked with not only guarding the door from doppelgangers but protecting my health. 

Kaminari was making that infamous dumb face and Shinso was just about mirroring him.” 

Nonetheless, you continued,” It’s important to the D.D.D that their door people are in their best working conditions and I am paid handsomely to do that. “

Shinso was the first to try to speak narrowing his eyes as though he was questioning the validity of the statement. 

“Wait, hold on–”

But you continued, “If you have any complaints, please call the non-emergency number if you’d like to make a complaint.”

As if timed perfectly a knocking at the glass had you hurriedly hopping and turning in your chair to look through the window. Looking more exhausted than Hitoshi was what looked like the teacher Aizawa Shouta, who was glaring at the couple past your head. 

“I’m about to file a complaint if you don’t check my ID and Entry request.”

“Sorry sir. Right away sir.”

Nothing was out of line, everything matched and thus you let him in. A passing glance at the reflection behind you showed both of them sporting an annoyed grimace. Sending a side–eye to the grumpy teacher their gazes were still fixed on you. 

“(Y/n) if you’re the only one working you need to take an appropriate break.”

“I already said–”

“No (Y/n) whether the D.D.D okays it or not this isn’t healthy.”

Hitoshi’s interruption was a lot harsher than his usual speech, the kind you imagined he used when speaking to captured doppelgangers. It made your skin crawl and the hairs on your arms stand up. 

Feeling the heat of someone’s breath on your neck, you hadn’t noticed Kaminari closing the gap between you two. You wanted to turn but you could feel his arms cross over the arms of the chair trapping you in your seat and leaving you far too close to look him in the eye. 

“I think as concerned neighbors we ought to intervene. What do you say Hito?”

“Guys I haven’t been working that long really–”

“I think that’s a great idea.”

Taking advantage of the wheels on your chair Kaminari pulled you away from the desk, holding you in your chair to the doorway leading to the apartments. Hitoshi made quick work of your station closing everything locking the doors and closing the office window slot. 

“But there’s only one more for my shift please—at least let them in!”

At your behest, Hitoshi rolled his eyes looking at the list of expected tenants before scowling at the one uncrossed name on the list. 

“I honestly think having a doppelganger is better than him.”

You wanted to protest but Kaminari quite easily tossed you over his shoulder as he skipped down the hall. Watch from your bobbing perspective as Hitoshi easily locks up your office with your backpack in hand. How did he know where the key is?

Trying to speak up, you were shaken by Kaminari trying to get your attention with his smile as though he wasn’t abducting you. 

“So what should we have for lunch (Y/n)? Beans and Rice? Meatballs? Katsudon?”

“Come on (Y/n). He’s not going to stop until you say what you’re going to eat.”

[baby-tini]

In yandere DabiHawks poly fics, reader is always clinging to Hawks.. I mean it's understandable. Hawks is friendlier, more open, outwardly affectionate and he's something Dabi struggles with... he's caring. But putting that aside, what if reader clung to Dabi instead 🤔

Dabi has always been intense, cerulean eyes that stare into your soul, big hands that like to grab at your throat- pull at your hair, the power to wield the brightest, bluest flames you've ever seen- and oh oh don't forget, he's not skinny and scrawny, he's packing quite a bit of muscle under his clothes. Everything about him screams, "STAY AWAY" and "RUN." But you obviously don't see the warning signs that are so blatantly there or you just really don't care, Dabi's not sure yet. Hawks despises it though, he's the hero, the good guy- he protects civilians from people like Dabi for fucks sake, so why do you cling to Dabi so fucking much, hm? Anytime they both come home Hawks hugs you and while you do reciprocate, it's half-assed. Giving him a loose hug before twisting out of his grip to run towards Dabi and jump on him, basically making out with him while Hawks has too watch and sneer. "Hey babydoll, you miss me, hm? You nod at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him, fisting at Dabis hair to keep him close. Dabi chuckles, slipping his tongue into your mouth as he opens his eyes to stare at Hawks, the ladder scoffs and walks away. At first, when Hawks and Dabi come to the agreement to share you and had taken you away, brought you to Hawks nice penthouse with a beautiful overlook of the city, Hawks was so sure you would favor him. It had taken you a little while to even warm up to them but for you to cling to Dabi when he was so mean to you at first pisses Hawks off and you make it so obvious you prefer Dabi. You don't even kiss Hawks, just a peck before he leaves for work and then you're bouncing over to Dabi with a gleam in your eye, plopping down on his lap as Hawks leaves more irritated then before. Hawks couldn't even explain how many times he's come home from an exhausting day of hero work to see you riding Dabi, grinding down on his cock as you whine like a bitch in heat, screaming Dabis name, begging to cum on Dabis cock.. but no, no, never Hawks. The only reason you let him kiss you is because you're so cock drunk on Dabi that you don't notice. Head thrown back as you whine, eyes screwed shut tightly with your nails making pretty red lines on Dabis chest. That's one of the only times Hawks can kiss you and even then, Dabi still smirks in his face, cause he knows, he knows you don't really like Hawks and he uses that. Dabi will fuck you over the kitchen table, timing your orgasm to when Hawks walks through the door. Just for him to scowl as you scream for Dabi. For the months you've been here, Hawks has never fucked you by himself, Dabi is always in the room or even inside you. You don't make a fuss when Hawks makes out with your pussy only because Dabi has you occupied with his tongue in your mouth and a hand around your throat. "There you go baby, letting the little hero eat your pretty pussy, huh?" Hawks glances up at you from his place between your legs, you nod at Dabi, not looking away from him as you continue to kiss him, licking at his tongue. That. That shit pisses off Hawks, he's taking the time out of his day to make your pretty pussy cum for and you don't even look at him. That won't fly with Hawks and he makes sure you know that as he slaps your clit a couple times. It has you keening backwards, into Dabis chest, whining out as you attempt to arch away. "You disrespectful bitch, I'm eating your pussy, making you cum in my mouth and all you can say is Dabi.. are you fuckin serious slut?" He pushes himself up from his stomach, grabbing you by your throat to pull you towards him. "You're so far up his fucking ass you won't even kiss me, won't tell me you love me or even hug me.. but you'll do all that and more for that prick, won't you bitch?" You try to thrash around, reaching towards Dabi and whining for him but that just pisses Hawks off more. Hawks pulls you towards the edge of the bed and pins you down. "You'll learn to love me angel, I'll make sure of that."

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE KIRIBAKU HEADCANONS

As we all know, Katsuki Bakugou, aka the deformed looking hedgehog with angry pomeranian problems is a VERY AGGRESSIVE and POSSESSIVE ASF Yandere, not to mention slightly delusional too 

Daddy shark on the other hand, is a very doting yandere and wants to provide the BEST of the BEST for their darling and absolutely LOVES to smother their darling with affection and all that other shit. He is also a very OVERPROTECTIVE one might I add

Having Kirishima around is actually helpful for you since whenever Katsuki gets moody (like, WHEN IS he NOT moody? Lol, I make sound like some moody teenager with anger issues. Oh wait...*insert surprised pikachu face here*) , he tends to take his anger out on his favorite toy, aka you, but lucky for you, Kirishima intervenes and makes him stop acting like a spoiled and bratty child. Kirishima knows how to handle the situation and might even make it easy for you to handle. The way he behaves, you almost forget that he's a yandere,  (NOTICE!! I said, ALMOST) until you try asking for ''certain things'' and you try escaping in which case, OH BOY, I PRAY for you, you're basically toast

It's quite obvious that boom boom boi and rock boi are the dominant ones in the relationship meaning, you're the sub! Congrats and have fun ;)

If they catch you escaping, well... good luck with dealing with their punishments since they can be pretty brutal.... They might say some mean things to you which will also be followed by a few slaps here and there and basically, doing whatever they want with you

But aftercare with them is like 5 star treatment. If you fall into a state of depression and overwhelming sadness that has the look of a puppy getting kicked, they won't be able to stand it since they love you to death and they care for you okay? You're THEIRS and they can't let their darling precious angel enter such a horrible state now, can they?

Aftercare is typically done by you getting squished like a tomato in between them where they'll whisper soothing and sweet things into your ears and try calming you the FREAK down and stroke your hair and give you head pats and massages and especially LOADS of hugs and everyone favourite things: CUDDLES!!!!! They might even let you watch a movie of your choice if you're feeling really down as hell

You'll love the aftercare these strong bois have in store for ya pal. After an escape punishment, Bakugou will still be pissed at you and leave you there but Kirishima will take care of you. He'll make excuses for Bakugou and comfort you. Bakugou will have calmed down by then and he isn't the type to show affection and all that most of the times anyways, so expect to be spoiled to DEATH the next day by him giving you breakfast in bed and he won't exactly apologize but actions speak louder than words, don't they?

They will not hesitate to kill ANYONE who comes in their way. PERIODT. They aren't picky anyways about who to kill. Remember that man who was giving you the wrong look? Eyeballs gouged out. Bones? broken into pieces. Limbs? Ripped apart and torn to shreds. Hotel? Trivago (Lol, I did it again, so proud of myself :) )

If Bakugou snaps, it'll be like some mad dog has finally bitten him, but don't say that to him if you want to go deaf for a whole day. Anywho, if he snaps, good luck dealing with the uncontrollable pomeranian and I offer you my best wishes to you and Kirishima. He won't snap out of it easily and it usually involves him losing control of his emotions where he will hit you and Kirishima. Of course Kirishima WILL protect you and not let you get hit. What sort of man would he be if he lets you get hurt?

Bakugou will eventually realize what he's doing and finally go back to normal and will end up actually apologizing for once in his life and things might go back to normal (Well, as normal as they have been when you've been kidnapped)

If Kirishima is the one to snap, Bakugou won't stop it for a bit. He will calm you down if things start getting too much. If he feels that Kirishima is going too far, he'll just give him a whack on the head that'll ''wake'' him up and all that. Kirishima will go back and forth between spoiling you two and calling himself despicable for two weeks until you and Bakugou do something. If both of them snap... well... you get yo runnin' shoes and hide the HECK away from them and you start getting depressed 

When they get to know about your mental health state, don't be surprised if you wake up in the morning surrounded with over 50+ oversized hoodies and your favorite things. The root of their affection comes from one word. Cuddles. They will cuddle all day and not want to move unless one of you gets hungry. They will give you kisses and shit too but cuddles are their forte

Once you develop Stockholm Syndrome, damn do these two spoil you. They let you get whatever cute outfit you want but they limit if it's more of a household outfit vs going out outfit. Their extremely dominant side comes out because you're timid or rebellious nature has died at this point

[serxinns]

Fins and magic~

Yandere Mermaid 1a x mage gn reader!

Glad to be in @lady-ashfade collab event I hope you enjoy!

In a world where mystical creatures like unicorns, witches, dragons other animals that people think weren't real are considered rare valuable treasures or pieces of history that need to be protected and cherished, which sounds good but it was way more darker

Since people discovered that even a picture of a creature worth over 200k dollars people started to try and hunt down the creatures and take them to labs to study which can be described as hell and torture so mystical creatures are forced to hide their powers and change their identity to look more "socially acceptable" in order not to get caught

And thats where you came in you're just a regular high school student who lives alone with their pet cat in a small cozy house by the tides and beaches the reason you live out here but you like the water and view and there are more special items that can go to your potions, you would collect seashells washed up seaweed, sea plants and more! To the point people looked at you, some called you weird and some called you an explorer which gave you the nickname sea collector you didn't really mind the name and you honestly thought it was cool!

One day while you were gathering some items on the beach this time it was some seaweed for a potion-breathing potion you heard someone whimpering and smashing around you looked around to see where the noise came from and you landed on a small Rocky Hill peaked down to see a girl with a single black ponytail with Rudy red tail crushed under some rocks squirming helplessly

You looked around to see if the coast was clear and slid down to help her when the mermaid saw you her claws came out and started hissing and growling "Hey hey I'm just here to help you I swear" You slowly went up to her trying to feel of the rock her tails crushed under and you heard her hissed turned into a whine in distress "it's ok...I'm gonna help you I swear!" You said with a reassuring smile the mermaid calmed down a bit still in pain but seemingly trusting the human

You then begin trying to lift up the rocks you manage to pry off 2 out of the 3 rocks the 3rd rock tho was budged in there deep so using your hands was useless, you then got a stick and tried wedging it between the rocks then pushing down on it trying to open the gap enough for the mermaid to finally free itself quickly crawling its way into the water safety while you cheered for her at the end of the shore

You were about to walk away when you saw something shiny and round In the water you squinted your eyes a bit realizing it was a big pinkish white peral shiny brightly in the moonlight you held it observing it looking around to where it came from and saw there you saw the mermaid again smiling at you then disappearing into the sea

It's been a couple of days since you didn't see the mermaid again but her pearl still shined brightly ever since the day it was handed to you

But Other than that, everything's been acting weird around you, like there would be small pieces of jewelry and other stuff suddenly washing up in front of you, whenever you leave your stuff at the shore like your sock, pen, marbles, etc it's suddenly gone never to be returned and you swore you put it far away from the water

Another then if you would multiple figures from, the water watching staring directly at your house for a few seconds then jumping back Into the water .... Yeah after that incident you started making sure your doors and windows were locked up shut before you sleep

....

Momo couldn't stop thinking about you, your soft h/c hair, your adorable face, your everything! She just couldn't! She would always watch you from afar behind a rock Watching as you observe a piece of an item washing up on the shore momo blushed she had never seen a cute little mage like you she just wanted you to take you down with her so you could be with her forever but reality struck knowing humans and mages can't survive I the water

Izuku was the 1st to know his friend's strange behavior Watching how she suddenly left after the pod dinner and brought a piece of the fish to the shore when he asked her one time she said she was going to feed the shark mermaids which was weird since Kirishima, is the only shark mermaids they know for now

Izuku then talked about it with Iida and I thought it was weird too so the Two boys followed Momo one day and hid behind a rock behind her, a hour has pass as they saw nothing, iida just thought that momo just wanted to watch the humans so when he was about to swim out of his hiding spot nand izuku panicked trying not to blow thier cover all 3 of them stopped when they saw the human

Iida and Izuku couldn't pay attention to what they were doing like they were under a spell, you were so beautiful in their eyes the way you giggled and had fun playing with your pet and ran out, the way your h/c hair flowed in the wind, and the way you were running around without care so free in those things you humans call legs, the 3 mermaids were all so mesmerized by the new human they have to have you heck WANT YOU

Momo turned around and saw the 2 mermaids staring at Her human she snarled at them, causing them to flinch back "Why are you staring at what's MINE" "yours?! Since when did you claimed them?" Izuku said glaring at the female iida broke the two of them up "now its not the time to fight let us go before the other humans see us" izuku and momo both stared at each and reluctantly agreed

they quickly swam back to their cove where they were met with the other mermaid tribe all suspicious and worried about their whereabouts, iida then reassured them it was nothing but Izuku interrupted him saying they saw a kind human, a magical human! everyone then gathered around the three of them asking questions about the mage, "they were so lovely their laugh their hair and everything" "perfect to be a mate.." iida murmured just imagining the possibility while momo glared at the both of them

"Noah they sound so manly"

"and cute!"

"Maybe they'll perform magic with us!"

"Do you think they'll like dead fish as a gift"

"OF COURSE NOT SCOTCH TAPE THEYLL PROB LIKE WHAT I BRING THEM"

Ever since then the mermaid fixation was all on you whenever someone mentioned your name they felt warm and fuzzy they wanted you to be their mate their little mage they would fantasize about you having a cute little mermaid tail would it be black Would it be orange would it be mult color or a great shade of f/c? Yea thatll prob suit you!

But they were all too scared to come up because the two-legged monsters were prob gonna hurt them so they came up with a plan to finally meet you! To be their mate~

you were sleeping soundly in your bedroom the only sounds you could hear were your soft snores, your cat's soft purring, and the waves accompanying your room until the pearl started to glow brightly, you glanced at the glowing pearl and grabbed it, you grumbled trying to find an off switch "Follow the music..." you jumped hearing the sudden whisper in your ear you looked around seeing who was responsible but you heard it again this time it was coming from the now glowing pearl..

"Listen to the pearl follow the music"

You were confused until you heard some music playing You know where and tried looking around to find where was this music coming from, you looked out the window and realized it was from outside but it was cold so you grabbed your slippers, a scrap your jacket, the pearl and your staff and stuffed them in your bag and looked closely out the window one last time to observe where the song was coming from you heard some singing a male singing...

You look quite divine tonight~

Here among these vibrant lights

You slowly open the door and creak the open peeping to see where was the beautiful singing from... realizing it came from the ocean you grab put on your slippers get your bag and staff and quietly go out the door observing the beautiful singing It was so addicting and alluring.

Join delight surround us as we sail~

Signed yours truly the whale~

You then heard multiple people joining in the song not just men but women too... you looked around desperately to try and find the singing voices looking around in the water then suddenly you see it no them

Joy's Mirage's kingdom come

No one left at stake

You then see about 20 mermaids in the water coming together and singing a beautiful song your eyes widen as you go closer as the mermaids all spot you the mermaids are in shock at your beauty giggling and gossiping at one another about you, you then suddenly blush in embarrassment, Momo then swam u to the shore and reached out her hand to you, you hesitated since you spotted her sharp claws but momo gently smiled signaling you they were gonna harm you, you then pulled our your arm to the mermaid and she sniffed it a bit and hugged you tightly

You blushed and were adored by her sudden action it made the other mermaids jealous so they all swam up right beside her with open arms trying to do the same which you giggled "Guys guys! I got enough hugs for everyone" You then went up to each of them and hugged them, they then started to introduced themselves with gifts along side it as a greeting

Izuku: a con shell

Iida: a chain necklace with a cotton cap

Shoto: a shiny small crystal

Tsuyu: a shiny rusty fork

Ochako:some beatiful coral

Bakugo: a Shark tooth bracelet

Denki: a worn out watch and a kiss on your handn

Mina: a pretty pink dead seastar

Sero: a dirty looking doll that look like you

Kirishima: Shiny Rock

Momo: a adorable pearl necklace

Jirou: some sea flowers!

Hakagure: a Musicbox

Ojiro:a Cup!

Sato: some Gold coins

Aoyama: a Mirror!

Koda: a torn up plushie!

You put the gifts in your bag and thanked them when you saw how the sun was going up soon you had to leave "I'm sorry guys I gotta leave soon I got to school in the morning but we'll meet each other every day!" They all whined they didn't want you to leave them so soon! Momo even gripped your hand a bit hard but you Glanced at her and smiled "I promise!" You quickly got her hand out of her grasp and quickly left waving behind her they all waved and shouted bye at you as you left their sight to their sadness

They didn't want to say bye not yet not ever! They'll find a way.. they'll do anything for you to have you by their side forever~

Dolphin divider by @anitalenia (for the cute dolphin dividers!)

[hi65387]

You Are Ours. (Poly! Yandere! Soulmate! BNHA x Female Reader) Bakukiri 1

Y/n was a little shocked to see Red Riot and Ground Zero standing there but it did not change how she ultimately felt on the matter. Red Riot grinned down at her and Ground Zero kept a stoic expression. Y/n shifted uncomfortably. She felt bad for what she was about to do.

The red head speaks first. "I'm Kirishima and this is Bakugou. Would you like to join us for lunch so we can get to know each other? A healthy relationship starts with good communication after all.", he says. Y/n flinches.

"I'm truly sorry but I'm not really the kind of person who does relationships. I'm honestly probably what you describe as aromantic. It means I am not really capable of feeling romantic love.", says Y/n.

Y/n had hoped they would react kindly but that was not the case. Kirishima's smile fell and Bakugou scowled. "What?! Your just making things up. You not even giving us a chance or an actual reason.", said the blonde.

[mango-bango-bby]

Hey mango! 🥭 Could I request a the “Cinderella! Au 🌸” prompt for yan prince!Bakugo and yan!prince Kirishima where they are searching for their princess at the royal ball. They’re immediately in love when they see you wondering around the castle, Eijiro offered the reader to dance with him they nearly trip over their feet while doing so. They’re upset when you have to leave and end up losing your glass slipper behind you while running outta the castle. Both of them see how awful your step mother and step sister treat you and decide to have a “talk” with them, they would immediately recognize you even though your not as glamorous as before but they’re still star struck. -🦦

♡ Glass Slipper ♡

(A/N: I tried to make this gender neutral but I think some parts may be a bit female reader focused, so I’m so sorry about that!! I love fairytales so much, I went a little overboard with this so it’s really really long 😭😭 I hope you enjoy anyways!! 💞💞💗💝)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, Cinderella AU, ooc Katsuki, prince!Kirishima and prince!Bakugou, abusive families, lots of cute fluff, gender neutral reader but reader is wearing heels and a dress

Summary: You catch prince Eijiro and prince Katsukis attention at the ball (Yan!Bakugou x GN!reader x Yan!Kirishima)

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Eijiro and Katsuki could not be more bored. They both look over the ballroom from their thrones, seeing if anyone eligible was down there. They invited everyone in the kingdom, waiting to find someone to complete them. However whoever they were expecting was definitely not there. At least not yet.

Katsuki throws his head back frustrated, Eijiro looks over the crowd again. They’ve almost given up at this point. That was before the sound of the ballroom doors open, turning both of their heads towards the of the sound. You freeze up for a moment at all the sudden attention on you, however you guess that’s what happens when you’re late.

You look down, nervous because of how many eyes are on you. Eijiro and Katsuki both look over, they can’t help but stare. You’re absolutely gorgeous. How had they never seen you in the kingdom before? How had they never seen you at previous balls? Katsuki catches a reflection which seems to be from your shoes. You walk down the grand staircase, in amazement at the size of the castle

Eijiro stands up from his throne, walking down onto the ballroom floor. The people stop their conversation at the sight of the prince on the dance floor, they part a path for him. They anxiously wait to see who he’s approaching, they whisper as he walks past. Eijiro stops in front of you, smiling a bit as you don’t even realize he’s in front of you. You’re too busy looking around the castle, starry eyed.

You almost jump, turning around to see Eijiro right in front of you. “May I have this dance?” He asks, holding out his gloved hand to you. You stand frozen for a moment. “I- um- yes” you nod slightly, taking his hand in yours. Eijiro leads you to the middle of the dance floor, the music slowly beginning to swell back up again. You swallow as he begins to sway you, looking down at your dress and shoes, trying to keep yourself stable.

Eijiro chuckles a bit at how you trip over your feet a bit, trying to play it off. “I-I’m sorry, I haven’t really danced before” you mumble, laughing a little bit as you’re embarrassed. “Really? Someone as beautiful as you has never danced with anyone before?” He asks, twirling you around. You look away flustered at his words. The crowd mumbles even more when Katsuki gets up from his throne, walking down to the floor.

Katsuki was known for not giving anyone attention he didn’t deem worthy of it. Eijiro looks up, twirling you around to pass you over to Katsuki. You squeal a bit, landing directly into the blonde princes arms. He begins continuing the dance with you. Eijiro now’s stands on the side lines and watches.

“How come we’ve never seen you before?” Katsuki asks, his voice rough but his words are sincere. You stumble over your feet again, Katsuki easily catches you by the waist. “I don’t exactly get out much” You say soft, Katsuki grunting a bit at your words. He looks up at Eijiro who simply watches you spin, the way your face reflects the candle light.

Katsuki spins you around, you ending up back in Eijiros arms. It’s a while of this, them dancing with you asking random questions. They want you to be theirs. They can see it on the crowds faces, multiple men want to ask you to dance but they don’t, fearing the princes. They want you to themselves.

You completely lost track of time, the chiming of the clock immediately sending your gaze to the clock. You gasp a bit, bunching up your dress so you can make a quick escape. “I’m so sorry” you say softly, both princes confused and starting to follow you. “I’m s-so sorry, I have to leave” you say apologetically, quickly running up the stairs and out the door to the ballroom.

Katsuki and Eijiro chase after you, although they aren’t able to catch up to you. You run out the castle, down the stairs leading to the castle. “Ah!” You exclaim, almost tripping down the stairs but managing to catch yourself. Although you’re able to catch yourself you leave one of your shoes behind. A glass slipper, slightly heeled.

You hop into your carriage, waving out the window as you leave. “Thank you so much, that was the best night of my life!” you apologetically wave at Eijiro and Katsuki, feeling bad for leaving them like this. All you left behind for them was your glass slipper.

They have to find you.

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Eijiro and Katsuki approach the last home. They searched the entire kingdom for you and they yet to find you. However they weren’t going to give up, if they didn’t find you here, they wouldn’t stop searching for you. They would search the whole world to find the beautiful stranger who appeared at the ball.

The ride up to the home on their horses. It was the final home. A small cottage on the outskirts of the kingdom, vines growing up the side of the home and a well kept garden in the front. Katsuki is the first one to hop off his horse, the guards following him as he approaches the door.

An older woman eagerly opens the door, having heard from others that the princes were searching for the mysterious person who caught their attention. She was hoping her two daughters would catch the attention of the princes. The two daughters would be your step sisters, your step mother had instructed you to stay up in the attic when they both came here.

You look out the window from the attic, looking over the guards on their white horses. Eijro gets off his horse, looking up at the window that you look out of. You quickly duck to avoid his gaze, scared of what your stepmother would do if she knew you had accidentally made eye contact with the prince. Eijiro luckily was able to catch that glimpse of you, not being able to see your face but knowing someone was in the attic.

“Girls!” Your stepmother calls out, your stepsisters quickly entering the room and bowing. Eijiro enters, standing next to Katsuki. They both immediately recognize the women in front of them. They particularly remember them because of how extravagant and gaudy their dresses were. They remember how both of your stepsisters tried desperately to catch their attention.

Katsuki looks your stepsisters up and down. He stays silent, walking through the cottage to see if there was anyone else. If you’re not here then they’ll have to go try to find you in another kingdom. Eijiro walks away from your stepsisters, ignoring the offended looks on their faces.

Eijiro looks up the wooden staircase. “Is there anyone else living here?” Katsuki asks, seeing the cleaning supplies left on the floor. The cleaning supplies covered in dirt and soot despite the fact that your stepmother and your stepsisters were perfectly clean. “No, it’s just us” Your stepsister calls out, Eijiro beginning to climb the stairs.

“Your majesty, I wouldn’t go up there!” Your stepmother calls out, trying to chase after him to stop him. Katsuki snaps his fingers causing the guards to quickly grab her to let him go up the stairs. Katsuki follows Eijiro up the stairs, they eventually come to a rickety wooden door.

You quickly try to fix your hair as if despite the fact you know you look like a servant. You weren’t glamorous like you were at the ball, you were a servant for your step family. Doing everything for them that they demanded, being denied food and the attic if you didn’t do your chores. The door opens, you being face to face with the princes once again.

You bow out of respect, looking at the floor once you come back up. Eijiro and Katsuki can only stare, you’re still absolutely stunning. You could leave so many starstruck by simply looking at them. They just can’t believe you’re clearly living in such horrible conditions. That your family treats you this way. Your clothes are tattered and dirty, your hair is matted, the attic is clearly your room despite now beat up it is.

While they’re relived to see you, they’re fuming at how your family is clearly treating you. You didn’t deserve that, they’ll treat you amazingly. They need to show you how you should be treated. Katsuki brings out the glass slipper, holding it out to you.

“I believe that belongs to you” Eijiro smiles.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

Thank you for reading, darling!!

[cats-closet]

I feel the need to talk more about cat quirk darling with Hizashi and Aizawa individually as well.

Starting with Aizawa and focusing more on the quirk aspect of this weirdly specific au. Canonically this man LOVES cats which as mentioned before is what led to his initial fascination with you but after actually getting you his obsession definitely grows.

He just has so many questions but they're hard to ask and a lot of them are definitely crossing boundaries. I like to think that even as yanderes that kidnap you they still try to respect a lot of boundaries that would turn you away from them. This includes any questions they might have about if your quirk includes things like a heat cycle of course but also physical boundaries like unwanted touches.

Don't get me wrong, Aizawa wants to pet you so bad, he want's to see what kind of petting you like, your favorite spots, and if you purr. He needs to know but because you're very much a human and not a cat he can't find out anything you don't let him :(

Hizashi of course would also love to know and indulge in these things but he's a little more interested in you as person (what a gentleman) he definitely talks to you CONSTANTLY in a mix between japanese and english to help you pick up the language. It probably feels a bit more like an interrogation than a conversation but it's sweet how interested he is :')

He definitely remembers everything you say too and will gush to his husband about it all day if he can. Also the main one to buy gifts for you and organize your meals to your liking (food not touching, sauces ect)

Habitually Hizashi is also the more touchy one of the two. Aizawa is able to consistently keep his hands to himself despite his urges but Hizashi is naturally a very affectionate person. He'll definitely pat your head or ruffle your hair in passing. DEFINITELY holds your waist ehen squeezing by tight spaces, might orchestrate this event to seem incidental as well.

Anyways

I have a number of other thoughts I may share later this post is just mostly wholesome :3

[fightme365]

I'm dating you, not them. (Monogamous Female Reader x Yandere Poly Bakusquad) part 1?

Y/n meet Mina Ashido when she was 18 and she interned at the pro hero agency that 20 year old, at the time, Mina had just started working at. Y/n was immediately taken with the pink haired and skinned woman. There was something about her the instantly drew Y/n in. However Y/n at first did not act on her attraction to Ashido for two reason.

She was a high school intern at the agency she worked as a pro hero.

Y/n knew that Mina was already in a happy poly relationship with 5 other people and while Y/n was not interested in being with them as well, only Mina.

So Y/n kept her mouth shut for two years and settled for only being friends with her. However as time wore on it got harder and harder for her to keep her feelings at bay. Eventually when they were drinking by themselves after work together she drank far to much and more then Mina, she ended up drunkenly confessing to the pink woman.

The next more she woke in bed cuddled up with Mina and no memory of her confession until Mina told her. She blushed and tried to play it off at first. "Hehe. Sorry. I can't control what I say when I'm drunk off my ass.", said Y/n.

Mina pouted at her. "So you don't like me? What a shame because I always had a thing for you.", said the pinkette startling Y/n enough to cause her to fall off the bed.

Y/n immediately popped up though and starred at Mina in shock. Her mouth dropped open. "But... But you already have 5 partners and you never indicated you like me before. I mean I know you can love more them one person but I just thought you didn't see me that way. Plus I'm not into polyamory myself. I'm just monogamous.", said Y/n.

"That's fine. You don't have to be a poly as long as you don't mind me having other partners, and who knows? You might just change your mind, baby girl.", said Mina with a shrug while getting off the bed and crossing the room towards Y/n.

She backed Y/n against the wall and cupped her chin. "Don't you want to find where this attraction can go? I guarantee it will be fun.", said Mina. Y/n flushed. She found the pinkette's gold and black eyes so hypnotic that she ended up nodding without really thinking.

Mina kissed her then and the next two months were blissful to Y/n. Then she was officially introduced to Mina's other partners and they started pushing her boundaries immediately. They would show up at her home unannounced, flirt with her even though she stated she was not interested, barge in on her and Mina's dates, and sometimes touch Y/n inappropriately.

Mina let them and didn't care even when Y/n tried to talk to her about it. They would gaslight her when she tried to tell them to stop and it was not okay. It made her feel bad and like she was at fault. For a year and a half she put up with it because she thought that she loved Mina but then they pushed her to far and she snapped.

Y/n was cooking dinner for her and Mina. When she heard the door open and more the one person come inside while talking and laughing. She sighed and started adding more ingredients knowing she now need five more portions of everything and even if she complained about their presence they would just tell her she was overreacting.

She felt drained so she didn't even bother to call out and greet them. Five minutes later someone entered the kitchen and hugged from behind by the waist. At first she thought it was Mina as this person was a similar height but then she realized she felt no boobs pressed against her. It was not Mina she realized.

She stopped cooking and pulled herself away from them none to gently. She turned around to see it was Sero. Something in her broke in that moment. They had crossed far to many boundaries for her to be okay anymore. Her anger was spoiling over.

"Get out of my home. All of you. I want you out. I'm done. I can't take it anymore. I tired of having my boundaries cross.", she yelled as loud as she could. Sero step back a step in surprise and chatter from the living room stopped.

Y/n after a minute heard hurried foot steps coming towards the kitchen. She started screaming. "I said to get the fuck out. I want nothing to do with any of you. I want you all gone and the fuck away from me.", yelled Y/n as they stepped into the kitchen.

Mina was at the front of the group with Bakugou. "Baby gi...", she started in the tone she usually uses when she is about to gas light Y/n. The h/c female put up a hand though to stop her.

"Stop right there. Don't you baby girl me. I was talking to you too. I'm sick and tired of having my boundaries crossed by you all. I stated where I stand and you all do not respect that. I'm dating you, not them. I told you that repeatedly and you never listened. I've had enough. I'm through with you and I want you all out. Now.", said Y/n.

Mina looked pissed and so did everyone else. Bakugou stepped forward and grabbed Y/n by the shirt. He hoisted her off the ground and into the air so that she dangled. "You don't get to dictate that. We do. If we say your dating us all, then you are. Whether you agree to it or not.", he snarled in her face.

[fr-ogii]

I have a request but if it violates any rules or is too specific feel free to ignore

Can I Yandere!KiriBaku with reader having a haunted flower that their dead sibling can use to interact with the world around (think Abigail from don't starve) and they were it in their hair

Have a wonderful time I hope you keep doing what your doing because DAMN you good at this

flowered protector

yandere!ejiro kirishima & katsuki bakugo

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

hii this is the perfect ask, i didn’t see it until right now (4/20) i’m so sorry 😭😭 and thank you so much for the compliment

-> as soon as the yanderes start taking interest in you, your sibling starts acting more protective of you. they can sense the bad radiating off of them. the boys may think they’ve got good intentions, but your sibling can feel something no one else can - they are not good people.

-> you’ll brush your sibling off at first. sure, it’s rude to do so, but you can’t help but think “they’re just a flower now, they don’t know anything”

-> because you wear the flower in your hair, it was difficult for kiribaku to distinguish the flower and your quirk. they will 100% believe that any actions done by the flower were done by you. they are delusional, but not delusional enough to believe right away that you and the flower are two separate entities.

-> kirishima notices you first. ironically, the flower is what caught his eye first. “maybe you have a nature quirk”. he’ll point you out to bakugo who’s sitting right next to him.

-> bakugo will think you’re soft for wearing a flower. it makes you unique, he supposes. he can’t help from noticing you whenever you’re around. that flower with a mind of its own certainly helped you stick out.

-> the boys will take turns pointing you out. you’re almost like an inside joke they share. ejiro isn’t mean enough to see it that way, but katsuki loves making fun of you.

-> they don’t know who fell first. bakugo insists it wasn’t him (he insists he still hasn’t fallen), but he can’t be trusted when it comes to that. but your sibling was the first to find out they had a crush on you. there was a shift in their attitude. it became more possessive, more primal. their eyes became a bit more wild.

-> your sibling sends bad things after them. the more the boys bother you, the more your sibling will bother them right back. bakugo will find his shoe laces tied to his desk. kirishima will never eat food at the right temperature - it will always be too hot or too cold. they will be tormented.

-> it takes a lot for bakugo to hold back from coming up to you, grabbing that stupid flower out of your stupid hair, and smashing it underneath his boot. he reminds himself in a mantra that you would hate him forever if he did.

-> if he ever found a way to do so without you finding out it was him that did it, he would certainly act on his impulses. all his rational thought (although there’s not much) leaves him whenever he feels that stupid flower do something.

-> the boys have 100% had meetings on how to get rid of that pesky sibling of yours. they don’t feel as bad because they have difficulties personifying the flower. it’s not a human the way they are. so it’s not really a family member of yours they’re hurting… right?

[lets-get-kraken-boys]

Link is fixed now!

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

Yandere! Class 1-A X Reader: Let the Purge Begin~

(Description: Hi, everyone! First and foremost, the original idea of this story came from the wonderful mind of @yanderemommabean of Tumblr. She is a fantastic writer of mainly [N]SFW yandere short stories, headcanons, and more for multiple different fandoms, and has a bunch of her own OCs as well. I am an avid lurker of her account, and one of my favorite works of hers is the Class 1-A Yandere Purge scenario. I re-read it all the time, and was so inspired by her story that I wanted to input my own version of a sort of sequel to it to add on to her idea. This work has every student of Class 1-A EXCEPT Minoru Mineta [his place has been swapped out in favor of a special someone else] cause like HELL I’m letting loose a yandere Mineta on poor (Y/N).

The production and posting of this story has been approved by @yanderemommabean herself.

Thank you for reading, and good luck against 20 yanderes all thirsting after you!)

Fanfiction Lingo

(Y/N) - Your Name

(L/N) - Last Name

(N/N) - Nickname

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“Normal speech.”

‘Inner thoughts.’

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[This work is dedicated to @yanderemommabean herself! To me, she is one of the best writers on Tumblr and has given me so much inspiration over the last year as a writer. I wanted to celebrate her and thank her for all she’s done! Momma, if you’re reading this, you are so talented and so generous to all of your followers. Thank you for all you do for your community. Your stories always put me in a good mood, especially your Purge & multiple yandere characters stories (if you couldn’t tell from this work LOL). Anyways, thank you again, and I hope you like my continuation to your original piece!]

⭐️ OG Story / Part 1 Link ⭐️

Reader Gender: Gender Neutral (They/Them)

Style of Story: Sequel Oneshot // This story is a continuation of Momma’s yandere Class 1-A Purge short story. We are picking up where she left off, so go read the first part before this to get a sense of what is happening or you might be confused; Yandere Purge! If you don’t know what that is, again, go look at @yanderemommabean’s original works of it on her page, all is explained there; All 20 of Class 1-A’s students [All of which are aged up to third years & everyone is 18 or older // I AM WRITING THEM AS IF THEY ARE IN CLASS 3-A NOW FYI!] are in love with you~

Word Count: 15.5K

WARNING(s): Cursing from multiple different characters, including (Y/N); Bakugou’s insulting nicknames for his classmates; Fighting and threats (threats aren’t made at (Y/N), nor are they hurt); Emotional manipulation done to and around (Y/N) mostly by the Bakusquad [it doesn’t last long and (Y/N) doesn’t fall for it for too long, BUT PLEASE BE AWARE OF THIS IF IT IS TRIGGERING TO YOU!!!]; Yandere themes, so if you aren’t okay with obsessive/possessive/psychotic natures please don’t read!

[PLEASE NOTE: I DO NOT SUPPORT YANDERE TENDENCIES IN REAL LIFE!!! Do not confuse me writing this subject as encouraging it, there is a difference from reading/writing yandere stories V.S real life situations. Please, if someone in your life is behaving like a character(s) in this story (i.e. obsessive, possessive, controlling, abusive, psychotic, sociopathic, LIKE A WACKADOO, etc.) get immediate help! That behavior in the real world is not romantic, sweet, or NORMAL! Stay aware, stay safe.]

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“Playtime’s over, (Y/N). Hide and seek is for kids.”

You grit your teeth in a mix of fear and frustration as you read the text sent by your dear friend, Deku. You knew the ring from his previous call and this message had definitely given away your whereabouts to your nearby stalkers, but that was exactly what he wanted. Silencing your phone and shoving it deep in your pocket, you acted quickly through your anxiety, the desperation of not wanting to become someone's pet fueled your will to push through the panic.

After triple-checking the door was locked, you glanced around the room until you found what you were looking for; a heavy piece of furniture. It was close to the storage room’s entry, solid wood, no doubt stuffed to the brim with costumes or props; it was the perfect barricade to give you enough time to escape the three powerful students. You shoved your back against the large dresser and pushed it with all your strength, feeling the wooden legs of the dresser groan as the piece crawled across the concrete floor. You continued to force the dresser in front of the door, pushing even harder when you heard the sound of multiple rushing footsteps and excited laughter in the hallway on the other side.

Just as the dresser was firmly pressed in front of the push-to-open door, you felt a harsh THUD strike the entrance but be softened by the sturdiness of the barricade. You panted for air, but soon heard labored breaths that were not your own coming from behind the door. No doubt they were from the insane predators you feared to call your “classmates” hunting you.

“(Y/N)~,” a voice purred behind the door, its gravely tone indicating to you that this was none other than the egomaniac, Katsuki Bakugou, “open the door, firecracker.”

“We’re not at all mad at you for running from us! Not at all! We just want to see your gorgeous face, dear.” Momo’s sickeningly sweet voice chirped, being the equally nerve-wracking calm to Bakugou’s storm.

“Yaoyorozu's right, darling, let us take care of you. You know none of those idiots ever could; they just don’t understand your needs like we do,” the normally soft-spoken Todoroki, now emboldened due to the obsessive virus swimming in his system, chimed in, “So, love...Open. The. Door.” he demanded with a firm pound of his fist on the door. Choosing not to respond to their persuasive pleas, you busied yourself with searching the cramped storage room for any possible exits.

As time went on, their voices grew louder, their words more desperate, their punches to the door grew to be slamming their whole weight against it in attempts to obtain their prey, scaring you to look harder for a way out of this death trap. Luckily for you, a strip of light glared against the wall behind you, a glow that guided you to another door. Where it led, you had no idea, but it had to be better than being a terrified mouse cornered by infatuated cats. Right?

You looked back at the barricaded door, still holding strong against the attacks of your three love-drunk peers, and shakily said, “You guys aren’t thinking straight. You can’t be. Logically, there’s no way this many of you want me! So...take some time away from me to think and just…leave me alone!” you opened the door and slammed it shut behind you.

As you locked the new door behind you with a hesitant sigh of relief, you heard Bakugou’s muffled voice yell, “Goddamnit! Get back here, (Y/N)! Ugh, fuck it! Move it, LOSERS!” The pounding on the door stopped for a brief moment, only to make way for a deafening BOOM that shook the floor and scared a yelp out of you.

‘Shit, Bakugou’s using his quirk! Gotta get out of here NOW!’ your mind raced for you to look for another hiding spot. You jogged away from the storage room and, after taking a moment to let your eyes adjust to the well-lit space, finally got a good look at where you were now.

Observing the unusually bright lights shining above, the expensive and luxurious-looking black curtains draped around the wide stage, and the shadowed rows of seats beyond the platform you stood on; you realized you were standing in the middle of the stage in UA’s auditorium. The ever-increasing danger of Bakugou’s blasts and threats became muffled as you instead focused on the way your footsteps bounced around the walls of the seemingly empty facility. Walking down center stage to the edge of the platform, placing your hands on the protective railing, and squinting into the audience, you noted two large exits on the farthest wall from where you stood. You smiled out a small huff of satisfaction, time to go find a new hiding spot for the rest of the Purge. You whirled around to run down the stage’s stairs into the audience and out one of the exits.

You never got that far, as every luminescent light pointing towards the stage suddenly shut off; leaving you completely defenseless in the dark.

A screech of fear escaped your lungs at the unexpected loss of your sight, eyes and mind flustered with change in terrain. You frantically looked around, cursing to yourself, “Shit! Did Denki’s quirk kill the lights in here too?!”

Not expecting an answer, your heart leapt in your throat as you heard a deep voice laugh from in the audience to answer your rhetorical question, “No, it wasn’t that buzzkill this time, little dove~.”

Before you could retort with your own snarky comment about the cheesy pet name your unwanted audience chose, a powerful spotlight from the booth above the audience kicked on and draped you in a white glow. Effectively blind, you covered your eyes with your hands and let out a groan of pain from the overstimulation of your sense of sight. Your brain was discombobulated and wanted nothing more than to stick your head in sand and wake up from this nightmare.

You wobbled on your feet and gently rubbed your eyes, trying to soothe them enough to work properly, as you shouted to where you thought the audience was, “Well, Mr. I-Answer-To-Rhetorical-Questions, who am I even talking to, huh?!”

You stopped moving and listened carefully to the stillness in the air, wondering why everything went quiet, until another startled scream was torn out from you as you felt something brush your right hip. It wasn’t a hand or anything remotely physical, rather it felt like the air took the shape of a large hand and caressed your side. You staggered back away from the spot you were grazed in, hearing a joyful giggle sound a few feet ahead of you. It wasn’t the same voice you heard from the audience. Your mind galloped to connect the dots as to who, or what, this could be, until it finally clicked.

‘Dove. Not physically there, but can manipulate its shape to move the environment and act as though it were. Two voices, one person.’

It’s fucking Tokoyami and Dark Shadow.

“Is that you, Tokoyami? Was that Dark Shadow that just touched me?” you asked. Judging by the silence that followed after your question, you guessed your assumption was right.

“Come on, Tokoyami, this isn’t funny anymore. It really never was,” you mumbled. You stopped pacing around to take a breath, your vision cleared, “Look, it’s unsafe for us to be out in the open like this. Especially tonight of all nights. There are love-crazed maniacs running all around the school; some of them are even our own classmates! Let’s stop messing around and help each other find a safe place to hide for the rest of the Purge, okay?” you tried to reason with him. You knew that Tokoyami was most likely infected with the virus based on how sweetly he purred his words, plus how unlike-himself he and Dark Shadow acted, but you figured dealing with one yandere one-on-one was better than constantly running away from the multiple already pursuing you.

Tokoyami couldn’t respond before multiple pairs of hands grabbed your waist and yanked you into a strong chest. A large, rough hand stifled your cry, as your captor breathed his own husky chuckle near your ear. You recognized the many hands tightly gripping your waist, “He’s not the only one here to protect you, (Y/N)~.” You threw your head back to meet the pink-tinted irises of a yandere Shoji.

You took deep breaths to calm your racing heart and shoved his hand off your mouth, “Would you two stop with the surprise touching–,” but the words died in your throat as Shoji bent his knees, hooked his webbed arms securely around your body, and scooped you up. You tried to protest, scared for your safety and that carrying you would hurt him, but he remained unfazed and casually walked you two over to the spotlight at center stage. Once there, Shoji gently set your flustered self back onto the solid ground, his larger frame towering over you like a skyscraper. You didn’t get much time to collect yourself as he spun you around, wrapped his webbed-arms around your front, and let one of his mouth-hands start placing chaste kisses on your heated cheeks. You sputtered an incoherent jumble of words in shock at the affection. This is not the shy and sweet Shoji you remember; what is this bold confidence possessing the body of your friend?!

“Isn’t our little dove enchanting, Dark Shadow~?” Despite your embarrassment, you heard Tokoyami take lethargic steps towards the two of you and felt that same force from earlier wrap itself around your shaky legs. Dark Shadow grumbled out a happy sigh in reply to its master that shook your already unstable legs, knocking you further into Shoji’s hug.

“So happy we got to you sooner than the others, (N/N)~,” Shoji sighed into the top of your head. Tokoyami finally closed the distance and pressed himself against you, slithering his arms around your waist.

You squirmed around in a panic as they held you, “Guys, wait, hold on! You can’t seriously be attracted to me! It’s that virus that’s frying your brains! I care for you, I really do, but--,”

Surprisingly, it was Dark Shadow who cut you off, “You care about me too, right, (Y/N)?” The little whimper of uncertainty in its voice caught you off guard. Even at a time like this, where the only thing you should care about is your safety, it drug out the all-too-caring nature in you to respond.

“Yes, Dark Shadow, I care about you too, but that isn’t point--,”

“Oh, but I think it is, love~,” Tokoyami squeezed you even tighter, his heart beating quicker and the pink in his eyes flaring up over hearing your acceptance of what he once viewed to be one of his “flaws”. He knew you were the right one, you always have been, but he was blind. He was ignorant in the past to have ignored your grace, but don’t you worry, he’ll never make that mistake again. Not when being this close to you feels this euphoric.

“You love us, we love you,” Shoji sighed and you wriggled, searching for a weak spot in their grasp to escape through, desperate for freedom.

“We’d do anything to keep you smiling, dove~,” Tokoyami continued, nuzzling into your neck. You hyperventilated at their closeness.

“So, please,” they spoke at the same time, “stay with us forever, darling~?”

While the two of them were ogling over you, the three of you didn’t think to acknowledge the frantic banging at the side stage’s door. Muffled explosion after explosion sounded off until the eroded door finally came off its hinges and went flying. You shot your heads to the loud destruction of the school’s property. The grips on your body grew from tolerable to painful as they recognized the faces of the disturbance.

Bakugou stepped in the room with a sneer on his face, palms leaking plumes of dark smoke as he strode towards your little cuddle pile. A pissed off Todoroki and Momo followed not too far behind the angry blond. “I love to be the one to break it to you that (Y/N) won’t be doing anything else with you two extras.” Bakugou snapped, letting a cluster of small explosions erupt from his palm.

“Dear, are you okay? We heard your screams through the door, we were so worried about you! It’s okay, we’ll save you from these two in just a moment~!” Momo smiled lovingly at you, using her quirk to create a long metal staff.

“They’re much safer with us then they ever would be with you three!” Shoji protested. Bakugou and Momo both growled at the octopus-man clinging onto their darling, preparing their attacks to get those worthless worms off of your precious body and reclaim what’s rightfully theirs, but Todoroki stopped them by stepping between the two parties. Emotionally, he wasn’t much better than the two as seething hatred clouded his judgment as well, but even he knew that if they got you caught up in their fight there was a likely possibility that you could be hurt in the crossfire. He’d rather stab himself in the heart a thousand times over before intentionally hurting you, so he buried his loathing and forced a smile towards the other students.

“I say we settle this dispute fairly,” you glance over at the half-and-half man, shivering at how frighteningly-frigid his gaze had become, “A fight. Quirk-to-quirk combat. Us against you; whoever wins gets to walk away with (Y/N) and the others leave empty-handed.”

Your jaw dropped to the floor at Todoroki’s “solution” to the problem. You became increasingly less scared and more offended in the presence of these selfish creeps as crazy idea after crazy idea spewed out of their mouths. “Are you kidding me?! I am not some toy to be won!” You hissed and thrashed around in their arms. Your fight proved useless as the others continued their conversation like you weren’t there.

“A ‘fair’ fight?” Tokoyami scoffed, “Last I checked, three against two isn’t exactly what I would call ‘fair’.”

“You’ve got Dark Shadow and the theater’s almost completely in the dark. I’d say that’s fair enough. Besides,” Momo smirked as she begrudgingly went along with Todoroki’s plan, “it’s either this, or we take them from you anyways but use more fun methods of striking you down. What do you say?”

Shoji and Tokoyami flashed a conflicted look at each other, both not liking the idea of willingly letting their darling go but neither wanting to see you willingly put in harm’s way by their defiance. Eventually their wordless conversation ended as Tokoyami nodded his head, and both he and Dark Shadow released their hold on your body.

You held your breath as Shoji kissed your forehead and gently spun your body out of his arms towards the stage’s side. He and Tokoyami prepared their stances as Shoji’s mouth-hand spoke to you, “Stay out of the way, (Y/N). This won’t take long.”

“Yeah, it won’t, since most of the time is gonna be you piecing your face back together after I tear it apart! Save a victory kiss for me, firecracker!” Bakugou cackled out, flying forward with his bright explosions.

The fight for your unwilling hand had begun.

And, just like that, your escape plan had been flung into action too.

You watched from the wings as Bakugou’s explosions and Todoroki’s fire lit the once dark arena. They created the perfect distraction for you to slink back in the shadows to avoid drawing attention to yourself. Though, you doubted your absence would be noticed through the commotion of multiple quirks being used from every angle. You inched your way down the creaking stairs and into the audience under the cover of Momo’s sporadic flash bombs, being careful to stay out of the way when Tokoyami was thrown into the audience with Bakugou hot in pursuit. Sticking low to the ground and stopping moving when they neared your hiding place was the only way you made it all the way to one of the auditorium’s exits.

Twisting your head back to watch their battle, you watched Shoji evade the long-ranged ice and fire attacks of Todoroki and narrowly avoid the short-ranged strikes of Momo’s metal bo staff. Dark Shadow and Tokoyami were both busy keeping Bakugou at bay, both parties jumping over upturned chairs and running up and down the aisles trying to gain the upper hand. With all of them focused on their fight, it gave you the perfect opportunity to slip out the exit and sprint down the hall, their battle cries chasing you from the auditorium as you ran in search of a new hiding spot.

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~ Timeskip ~

~

Once silent halls soon became noisy with your pants for air echoing around the maze that is UA. After escaping the auditorium, you’ve not stopped, the speed you went at varied but you’ve yet to take a break in fear of your crazed colleagues catching up with you. It’s not like you’ve found a good enough hiding spot to stop for anyway. Every hall you went down led to another dead end speckled with random doors. Every stairwell you climbed showcased another stretch of seemingly endless hallways, none of which had any promise of an escape route either. You knew that you had to find somewhere fast with the menacing threat of at least half-a-dozen yanderes chasing your ass, but running around this place in a panic, a majority of it cloaked in darkness to boot, is exhausting.

Deciding the coast is clear, you leaned against the wall across from a large window to catch your breath. The city beyond UA was majorly dark, not a soul walking around from what you could see. You wondered how the Purge on the outside was doing, if people were staying safer than you were or if the yanderes had all successfully caught their prey. You racked your brain for ideas of how to get out of this loony bin and remembered your phone. Sure, the police wouldn’t help you since they’re off duty to enjoy their hunt until the Purge ends, but maybe you could call a family member or a non-classmate friend to come rescue you. It’s a long shot that someone would risk their own skin to save one person running from six or more yanderes, but it’s worth a try. Fishing around your pocket, you found the device and clicked it on.

The first thing you observed was the battery percentage was a little lower than half; not ideal, but it would definitely last you at least a few more hours and some time was better than none. Speaking of hours, once your brain thought of that your eyes couldn’t help but glance at the time displayed on the fluorescent screen. Your jaw dropped in shock.

One hour. One hour is how long this nightmare had gone on for.

All that commotion, and you still had 23 hours to go until you were safe from these maniacs.

“You’ve gotta be fucking joking. One hour?!” you exasperated. You groaned in malice, bumping your head back on the wall and slapping your unoccupied palm over your forehead. Of course this year’s Purge wouldn’t go easy on you.

You shook your head and took a deep breath. Nope, can’t focus on that, or your “destiny” as a “weak and defenseless” darling will be sealed. Call for help; that you can do. With a new vigor coursing in your veins, you shot over to your favorites and decided who among them would be the most likely to help you in this situation. You called their number, but instead of being greeted with the normal dialing tone, a robotic voice crunched out its pre-recorded message.

“No service?!” you gawked at the device, “What’s the point of this school being so high tech if your phone can’t even get a simple bar?” You stretched your arm up in the air and waved the device around in a half-hearted attempt at finding a glint of service, but accepted it was pointless. The school’s too bulky with its skeleton of concrete and metal for a transmission to slip through. Plus, you wouldn’t be surprised if one of your tormentors screwed with the connection to constrict you further in their grasp.

Though the phone’s uselessness disappointed you, the nearby scuffing of a shoe on the floor brought you out of your daze.

You launched off the wall you leaned against and floundered to face the direction it came from, the opposite side of the corner you hid behind. You waited for another hint at life as you stared into the inkiness of the hallway. During the stillness you wondered if it was all in your head, a hallucination being the byproduct of your enhanced fear, but you decided to go with your gut and trusted your abilities enough to know that noise had really happened. An unsettling silence hung in the air as you came to the conclusion that, even if nothing was truly there, it was time to leave and find somewhere else to scamper off to.

But things haven’t been in your favor all day, so why would they be now?

When you backed away to run, a pair of hands grabbed your wrists and pinned them behind you. One of the hands cinched your wrists together in a vice-like grip while the other wound around your front and drug you into their chest. A cheerful giggle met your ears as they prevented your struggling with ease.

“Aren’t you just the cutest~!” the sugar-coated voice trilled in your ear. Recognizing their sing-songy tone, your eyes shot down to your waist. Even though you felt a tight hold on your midsection, there was nothing there to prove it. So, your suspicions were correct, you’re now dealing with a love-sick Hagakure latched onto your waist like a koala.

Before you could yell at the girl to let you go, something cupped around your mouth and stopped the words from slipping out. “Absolutely adorable~,” another voice chuckled. Judging by the fact that it’s not a hand clamped around your jaw, rather a muscular tail, and there’s only one person in your class with said appendage, it seems that Ojiro had goo-goo eyes for you as well.

“We’re sorry that we had to scare you like that, lovebug, but it was too easy to sneak up on you with you so focused on our little ‘distraction’~!” Hagakure hummed with a nuzzle into your neck. After your muffled ‘hmm?’ of confusion snuck past Ojiro’s make-shift gag, another person stepped forward.

Koji hesitantly snuck out of the shadowy corner where the noise that started this whole mess came from and Hagakure’s words made sense. Koji caused the noise to catch your attention so you wouldn’t notice the other two ambushing you. You mentally groaned at your rookie mistake of not thoroughly surveying the area for potential threats.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), please believe me when I say I didn’t want it to come to this…,” Koji wrapped his arms around himself as if trying to hide from the reality of the situation, “but the others were getting too close to you! They were gonna steal you away. And I’m...I’m tired of always being the last one picked! You’re staying with me- with us now...o-okay?” he coughed, caught off guard by the venom that seeped into his words.

“How romantic~, Koji’s really got it bad for you if you inspired him to say more than just a few mumbles, huh?” Hagakure muses.

“That’s the effect they have on people. Always so attentive to everyone else’s needs, but their own.” Ojiro huffs at your selflessness. They’re good traits to have, but you should be more careful with who you give your care to! You can’t trust just any random nobody. One minute they're your friend and the next they’re trying to take advantage of your kind nature and keep you for themselves!

“T-That’s why we’re here, though! We’ll take c-care of them, forever and ever, r...right? No one will ever hurt you again...I won’t let them.” Koji muttered to himself, face shifting from doe-like with fat tears coating his eye’s waterline to a distorted snarl. Okay, Koji is officially starting to freak you out with this delusional Dr. Jekyll-Mr. Hyde attitude. With you focused on creating an escape plan and the three of them so absorbed in tending to your needs, whether you asked for the help or not, none of you recognized the looming threats hidden in the dark creeping behind you.

What finally caught the group’s attention was the revving of a nearby engine. Your heads whipped just in time to see Iida fire up his quirk and sprint towards your group. “Thank you for taking such great care of our darling for us, my friends! But we’ll gladly take them off your hands now!” Iida shouted over his roaring engines, all the while stiffly chopping his forearms as he practically flew down the hall.

With how unexpected the ambush had been, Ojiro and Koji were unprepared to be slapped back against the wall by a strong, pink...tongue? Confused, you inspected the speeding Iida closer, and only then did you catch sight of a serious-looking Tsu hanging off his armored back.

Iida narrowly avoided barreling straight through you and Hagakure, but the close call caused Hagakure to reflexively loosen her grip on your body due to the surprise. Seizing the opportunity, you ripped your arms out of her hold and shoved her away with your body weight. You spun on your heel to face the invisible girl as she fell to the ground with a yelp and a thud. A grin couldn’t help but sneak onto your face at your vigilance as you went to run from the psychos.

It’s not shocking that you still can't catch a break, even when things go your way.

Tsu’s tongue that had helped you break free moments ago instantly became your enemy as it wrapped around your forearm, harshly tugged, and sent you flying back. Right into Iida’s open arms. Without slowing down, Iida bolted even faster away from their competition as you finally processed that you’d been stolen yet again.

“Oh, come on! I’m not some doll to be tossed around from crazy to crazy!” you groaned as you childishly kicked your legs around in vain. Iida’s strong grip didn’t let you get as far as you’d like to though. He smiled fondly at your tantrum.

“What?! No fair, you guys cheated! We caught them first!” you heard Hagakure cry out in the distance, her pleads slowly drowned into whispers as you were carried farther away.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), we’ve got you. Kero kero~!” Tsu attempted to console your irritation with a gentle nuzzle of her cheek to yours.

“Yes, my love! There is no need for you to fret any longer, now that we’re here!” Iida chortled.

“Huh, somehow it doesn’t make me any less stressed that I’m held captive against my will by two crazy, lovesick teenagers. I wonder why!” you grunted sarcastically, wiggling around as much as you could in his muscular arms, your voice ricocheting around the winding halls of UA.

~

~ Timeskip ~

~

The trip to wherever Iida and Tsu took you was an awkward one for sure. Most of it was spent with Iida running like his life depended on getting you wherever you had to go, and you fighting against their “love”. Among your empty threats and sarcasm, Tsu and Iida could not stop fawning over you! From your features, to your hair, to your “endearing” attitude and “witty” words. It was like they couldn’t find a single thing wrong with you. Their behavior was nerve-wracking, to put it lightly; it made you realize that the news wasn’t simply hyping up how dangerous this love virus truly was like you’d originally imagined.

When all of this began, you thought it was just some practical joke, like the world was poking fun at the medical community or something. Come on, an “obsessive-love” virus?! It sounds like something made-up from a cheesy romance novel or from some pre-teen’s overactive imagination. It didn’t help that the information of this wide-spreading disease was first introduced to you by the online-addicted, meme-connoisseur, King of Pranks and Jokes, Denki Kaminari. You, like many of your other classmates who he blabbed to about this wacko virus that had snuck its way into Japan, brushed off his ramblings as him being pervy and wanting to blame his inappropriate actions on the made-up disease. Guess you should have taken his words to heart now that you’ve got multiple infected young pro heroes thirsting after you, including Denki.

In fact, you should’ve started noticing the virus had seeped its way into your school weeks prior to now. Not just because of the whole fiasco with Deku and Bakugou before the Purge began, or the thing with Kirishima and Todoroki either; your oblivious ass should have noticed the many lingering eyes on you a long time ago. How a week ago Uraraka clung to your arm with tears in her round eyes and told you she never wanted to be apart from you again. How Jiro snapped at Denki supposedly getting too cuddly next to you on the bus, pulled you aside after the ride, and wouldn’t let you leave unless you swore you’d never think about dating a dunce like him, even though you promised the two of you were only friends. How Sato bribed you, knowing your sweet tooth, to spend lunch with him by baking special desserts only for you to prove his “devotion”.

You assumed Uraraka was lonely and simply wanted you to walk her to her next class. You laughed off her desperate plea and pinky promised you would never willingly leave such a nice girl like her, pretending the vibrant pink hue in her eyes was just a reflection from her rosy cheeks. In Jiro’s case, you thought she was just worried about you! Friends get worried for each other all the time, right? It wasn’t weird to assume she was just looking out for you; not that Denki’s too bad of an influence or undateable, she just cares for you...a lot apparently. Okay, the last event is almost inexcusable to not be concerned about, but you were so hungry and Sato’s such a good baker! The brownies he made you were too tasty to resist, so you ignored his strange wording and accepted his gift. You still have no regrets about that.

Tumbling through memories, you didn’t register Iida rounding the last corner and finally slowing down from his run. You were sucked out of your brain when you recognized the ginormous door and equally obnoxious painted “3-A” to match. You squirmed in apprehension, fearing the unknown of whatever laid beyond that door. You were very tempted to beg Iida to steal you away in a different direction, but were brought through to the other side before you could peep a protest.

“Iida, you’re back! Did you find--OH! My darling cupcake, you’re back!” the unmistakable cutesy voice of Uraraka squealed in delight from inside the room. You watched as her emotions did a complete 180°, shifting in brief seconds from utterly bored sitting at a desk to springing up and her excitement bouncing off the walls. She practically beamed herself across the room at you and grabbed your face with her padded palms to inspect every inch of you, an overjoyed expression stamped on her round features while ditzy sighs leaked out of her grinning mouth. The neon pink swimming in her eyes caused by the virus was still present and only seemed to drown her better judgment the longer she stared at you.

“Glad to see you made it back in one piece, especially with our lovely escapee in tow,” the stoic voice you recognized as Todoroki congratulated. You heard a few seats scrape backwards as the rest of the party joined Uraraka to stand at your arrival. You looked past the bubbly girl blocking most of your vision at the crew shrouded in darkness. Air choked in your throat as you realized who they were. Standing inside the classroom was Todoroki, Momo, and the one who had started all this mess by calling your unsilenced phone and revealing your safe spot, Izuku.

“Hello, darling! It’s so good to see you again after being apart for so long. Sorry that meanie Bakugou scared you so much earlier that you ran from me. You understand that I was only trying to...calm you down, right? You’re always so stressed out; I was trying to be a good...friend and help!” He pouted in fake sympathy, curling his pointer finger a few times to beckon Iida further inside. Uraraka drifted out of his way and Tsu hopped off his back to allow him to march into the room, toward the desks the rest of them were surrounding. Iida places you down with a knightly kiss to your forehead and let the other crowd around.

Pushing down the sting of embarrassment in your chest when you met Izuku’s heart-filled eyes and mischievous smile, you instead focused on the others who you were equally startled about seeing. You mushed through puckered lips and pinched cheeks as Uraraka grabbed ahold of your doughy face again, “T-Todoroki? Yaoyorozu?! I-I thought you guys were busy--,”

“Busy dealing with Tokoyami and Shoji?” Todoroki finished for you with a brush of your hair behind your ear.

“We were, sweetness! Though after a while, once we all realized you’d snuck away from us, and the fight quickly dissipated,” Momo rolled her eyes, “Bakugou was the first to run off. He dropped his aggressive battle with Tokoyami almost immediately and sprinted out the entrance doors and to the right, cursing that we were ‘only slowing him down’. He didn’t even stop to thank us for forming the search party to find you, how rude! As soon as the rest of us realized why he left so abruptly, Shoji and Tokoyami turned tail too, going the opposite direction of him.” Momo retold the past while perfectly braiding your hair into cute styles.

Todoroki picked up from where she left off, “Yaoyorozu and I met up and decided to band the rest of our group together to search for you again. That wasn’t nice of you to leave without a goodbye like that, (N/N).”

“We heard through the grapevine that you’d scurried off to one of the higher levels of the school,” Deku took over, “so I sent Iida and Tsu to survey the area. And look what precious cargo they brought back~,” he teased while placing a small boop to your nose.

Deku’s Cheshire grin widened, “Speaking of, precious, did you enjoy my call from earlier~? Or my text, perhaps~? Shoto and Momo told me the chime from your phone was not only adorably you, but was also the perfect beacon to find you. Isn’t it so wonderful that (Y/N) wanted us to find them so badly that they purposefully left their ringer on?” Izuku asked the group.

“Wait- I-I didn’t--,” your brain blanked at his words and you sputtered to protest against his false accusation.

Ochaco gasped, “You left it on for us to hear? Oh, darling, how thoughtful! I love you so much!!” She cried, circled her arms around your waist, and squeezed like you were her last anchor to reality.

“Kero, they’ve always been the sweetest~, it’s good that this nasty Purge doesn’t change that, kero~,” Tsu mumbled and snuggled against you in blind content.

“No, no- that wasn’t what--,” you wanted to plead your case, but the feeling of their constrictive holds weighing you down suffocated your argument.

Iida kissed the top of your hand, “Of course, the perfect wordless plea for our affection! Such a charming way to go about it, always so creative!”

Momo and Todoroki didn’t speak up through the other’s crazed confessions of adoration, for they knew the truth of what really happened, how you evaded them and their efforts. Nonetheless, you felt their hands possessively latch onto your body, soundless threats to not oppose what Izuku said.

“Please, it’s not--,” you tried for the final time.

“Then what was it, if not to show us you care?” Deku challenged with an “innocent” tilt of his head. The tugging and squeezing halted from every angle as they all stared you dead in the eye to explain your defiance against their care.

“I...well...,” you dryly coughed, looking away to try and think of an answer that wouldn’t make you look helpless or meek. It hit you when you looked ahead and saw Izuku let a barely noticeable smirk slide on his lips with everyone’s attention now on you and not him. You’re cornered. Anything you say will make you look bad. If you deny him and say you forgot to turn off your ringer, they’ll come to the conclusion that you’re too forgetful to be left on your own and you’ll be put on lockdown. If you agree with what he said, you’ll be lying, but they won’t care; all they’ll focus on is that you “wanted” them to find you and you agree you “need” them.

He set you up to fail before you could even think of saving yourself.

That sneaky, little, son of a--!

“Aw, look, they’re so flustered after getting caught, they can’t even speak! So cute~ Always so shy around us, (N/N)~,” Izuku giggled, a dark look coursing through his eyes. The group nodded at his words and easily fell back into immersing themselves in your safety. Barely able to get your two cents in, they continued to pet and play with you like a doll for a seemingly endless amount of time. Their worries reminded you of a mother stressing about her newborn child, except they were no parents and you certainly weren’t going to resign your freedom to being their lovechild!

“Oh, angel, you must be tuckered out from all that running about! Here, drink this~,” Momo fretted. She shoved a cup of potent elixir inches from your lips. Its overtly sweet aroma crashed into your senses and nearly made you gag. Glancing down at the strange pink concoction, your face scrunched up in hesitation at the way the liquid swirled and spiraled around the glass, as if trying to hypnotize you into drinking. The light-headed feeling you got from inhaling too much of the intoxicating scent was another huge red flag that this would completely destroy any sensible part of your brain.

In short, there is no way in hell you’re drinking this shit. You’ve gotta get out of this prison full of yandere guards as soon as physically possible!

You plastered on your sweetest smile to escape suffering the side effects of whatever that drink would cause and chirped at the woman, “U-um...no thank you! I’m not that thirsty right now...”

“Dear, you don’t have to deny your needs for the comfort of others, kero. Stay hydrated.” Tsu croaked from the comfort of your neck.

“N-No! It isn’t that at all! I’m just not-,” your squeaked as you felt a chilly hand slide down your back and leisurely wrap around your waist.

“You’re not comfortable voicing what you need in fear of inconveniencing us. We understand, but it’s pointless worrying.” Todoroki cut in.

“Cupcake, you’re not a bother to us! We’ll always take care of you, no matter the cost~,” Uraraka swooned. With unexpected strength, she manhandled you onto her lap and buried her face into your shoulder blades. Busy pushing you to drink the elixir, tickling and poking at your sides to get forced laughter as if it would help encourage you to trust them more, no one expected a trio of knocks to emit from the locked classroom door.

Your captors’ heads simultaneously shot over to the door at lightning speed. A dropped pin could be heard with how silent they’d all become. It was obvious they weren’t expecting the company since the light-hearted giggles that once filled the room fled the scene as they listened for any signs of their darling being in danger.

“Did you invite anyone else here to join our group, Midoriya?” Todoroki accused.

“Why on earth would I do that, Shoto?! No one else should know we’re here with them!” Deku hissed.

“Well, it’s not the most secluded or unknown spot in the whole school, now, is it? In fact, we’re here almost every day, couldn’t have picked a less visited place?!” you sassed. A hand slapped against your mouth, stopping your bad mouthing, and you rolled your eyes. Cowards. You know you’re right.

“Whoever they are, like hell I’ll let them near our baby!” Uraraka lashed out as her arms wrung around your waist and clamped down in an obsessive rage. All the oxygen you breathed in shot out of your lungs from the strength of her grip, dispelling the lineup of snarky comments you had mentally prepared.

“Calm down, Ochaco, no one’s taking (Y/N). Who’s there?” Iida acknowledged those behind the door with his ever-professional demeanor.

“Friends! We’re here to propose a compromise.” the stranger behind the intrusion reconciled. You wanted to sigh, this couldn’t mean anything good for you.

Glancing over at Izuku, his eyebrows were furrowed in contemplation, but ultimately, he nodded at Iida to let these “friends” in to show their faces. The unimpressed sneer doesn’t leave his face even as Iida strides over to the door and pulls it open. If you thought the constricting hands on your body were tight before, they’re nothing compared to the stranglehold confining your body to the desk when Iida neared the door. You almost couldn’t breathe! With Uraraka strapped onto your back and waist, Tsu locking her arms around your neck, Momo surrounding your huddle to protect you further, and Todoroki and Deku standing in front of you like statuesque bodyguards, you could hardly see who came into the room; the only indication of life being the pitter-patter of a few pairs of feet. Shimmying as much as you could, you got a glimpse at the strangers.

There, at the front of the classroom, stood Aoyama, Sato, Koji, Ojiro and Hagakure, guessing by her recognizable shoes and floating gloves.

Fuck.

“What do you want?” Deku sneered, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Whoa! Watch the hostility, Izuku, we’re only here to negotiate for something all of us want. There’s no need to start a fight over something that can be talked over.” Ojiro reasoned.

“Of course I need to be hostile! You don’t know how long I’ve-- we’ve waited to have (Y/N) with us. That is, I am assuming what, or rather who, you five want to negotiate over.” Deku defended.

“You can try and take them, but I wouldn’t recommend it. You won’t get far against us.” Todoroki fumed, the temperature in the air fluctuating between swelteringly hot to frigidly cold to the point where you almost began to sweat and shiver at the same time.

“We aren’t trying to take them from you,” Sato denied, “What we’re saying is we want to share them with you.” The room hushed as if forbidden words had been uttered for the first time in centuries.

“Come again?” Iida mused.

“We want the fighting to stop altogether. We figured that if all of us come to an agreed arrangement, and follow a set number of rules, we could all have them without worrying someone else might steal them! Plus, with all of us working together, we could protect them from anyone that threatens their security forever!” Hagakure cheered, no doubt a wide smile stretched across her face.

“We’re perfectly capable of protecting them ourselves from anything and anyone.” Momo growled behind you like a wolf protecting her pup from dangerous hunters.

“W-we know and understand that,” Koji gently prodded at her resolve, “but...for how long? How long can you continue to fight against the rest of the class? And what if even more suitors become infatuated with them further down the line, will you be able to handle them too?” Somehow the group's hold on your body became stiffer as Koji stuttered out his claim. You noticed the three boys ahead of you grow anxious in their body language at Koji’s words, alternating heels to carry their body weight, swaying back and forth, glancing back at the rest of the group.

“If it continues to be this chaotic every time our darling walks into a room, their safety cannot be guaranteed for the long run. Our class does have more than a few powerful nutjobs in it. Wouldn’t it be better to have them on your side rather than fight against them?” Ojiro fabricated. It was obvious the seed of doubt had been planted in their minds due to the group's collective silence. You were wonderful, it was inevitable for more people to fall madly in love with you on top of those who’re already pinning for you. How long could they keep the others at bay before possibly losing you to other competition?

“So, what exactly do you want?” Deku reiterated, less malice wound through his tone, like he was actually considering their plan.

“To work as a team, mon amie,” Aoyama mused, “Let us care for (Y/N) the same as you do; be near them, protect them, love them, and we promise to defend them with our lives against anyone who opposes our agreement to work together, such as a certain...I don’t know...Kacchan?” Deku tensed at the mention of the delinquent, but you watched Aoyama’s face to witness his grin widened at the boy’s reaction. He knew exactly how to push Izuku’s buttons to get him to operate how he wanted.

Your kidnappers brewed in the dead air of the room as they looked back and forth at each other. Some seemed more inclined to the idea than others, but inside you were panicking. There’s no way they could seriously be considering the notion! If they did, your freedom would be sucked down the drain, you’d never be alone and wouldn't be able to get away before the Purge ended. You’d be doomed to be their plaything, and the worst thing is that it’d be legal. Since all actions committed during the Purge are permitted, you wouldn't be able to get any help from your family, friends, or the law if the yanderes still have you in their hold once the 24 hours are up. Even though you don’t want it, that’s exactly what they crave, and they’re the ones who’ve got you under lock and key.

“Well, Izuku?” Sato coaxed after a few minutes. Izuku’s blank face caved into a cunning grin. He broke his protective stance blocking you to walk up to Aoyama.

“What?! You can’t be serious, Izuku!” Uraraka cried.

“If you don’t agree with this, you can try your luck out there,” Deku threw his head back to gaze at her, his forest green eyes glowing in the moonlight as he pointed toward the door, “I figure the rest of our team agrees that, while we’d rather not share our darling, it will be easier to take care of them working together.” Uraraka huffed at his challenging tone, backing off and subconsciously loosening her hold on your body.

Deku closed in on him as Aoyama chirped out, “Deal?”

Your heart sank into your stomach as Deku shook his hand and sang, “Deal!” You’re never getting out of this “Love (Y/N)” cult. You’ll need a miracle to get you away from these creeps!

Luckily, or more like unluckily, for you, a “miracle” is exactly what you got.

From above your seat on the classroom desk, something speedy cut through the air creating an audible slice. Before you could see what caused the noise, thin strips of paper coiled around your torso to swaddle you like a baby. You struggled against the bindings, but due to sticky residue keeping it stuck to your skin and clothes, you realized it was tape rather than simple paper. Your kidnappers had no time to act as you were yanked off the desk, knocking down the girls around you from the strength of the pull and their loose hold on you. You were hoisted into mid-air as you thrashed around, trying to get free but also wrap your head around what the hell just happened.

From above, you heard a cocky voice leer, “Oh, my bad for knocking you head-over-heels, girls! You were just in the way of my goal!” Your cocooned body was flung up to the ceiling with another rough tug. You braced for the rough impact of a hard wall, but were instead caught by a pair of lanky, but sturdy, arms.

“Hi, angel, fancy seeing you~! Come here often?” an obviously love-infected Sero teased as if this was the optimal time for sly jokes. Tape had fastened around your mouth during his assault and made you unable to properly sass him, but he knew that, so he giggled at his rhetorical question and quickly pecked your forehead as his answer.

“Sero!” multiple voices screamed at him. He gave a nasty side-eye to the outraged students below before he observed you, and a mischievous smile crept onto his face when a wicked idea came to mind. You mentally sighed as you knew, judging by his upturned expression, whatever plan he had imagined could lead to no good.

Sero pecked your warm check, making it as overexaggerated as possible, and quipped at the fuming students below, “Guess I reeled in the Grand Prize from the claw machine, huh~?”

“Hanta, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll bring them safely back down to us right now.” Sato grunted.

“Or else we’ll be forced to kick your ass as punishment.” Uraraka growled at the unwanted guest.

“Hmm. I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re gonna try to kick my ass even if I do give them back to you. Just a hunch. So...no thanks! I’ll be keeping this cutie.” Sero taunted as he childishly kicked his legs around.

“Sero–,” Deku seethed before he was interrupted.

“Hurry up, tape dispenser, we ain’t got all day for you to be making a fool of Deku!” a gruff voice snarled from above you two. You craned your neck as far as you could, only to see Bakugou, Kirishima, and Denki all grinning down at you and Sero from the floor above.

“Nice work, Sero! Duct tape fixes everything, per usual!” Denki played.

“Yeah, great job,” Kirishima cheered, “Hurry up here so we can manly protect them!” If your jaw could drop, it’d have already fallen to the concrete floor below. Surprise surprise, looks like Bakugou did know how to gather and work in a team. We’ll see how long that lasts.

“Uh, manly?! We’re here too, rock-for-brains!” a shrill voice proclaimed somewhere behind Kirishima in the room. Seems like there are even more yanderes that you couldn’t see waiting to get a bite of you up there. This nightmare keeps getting better and better.

“Yep, I’m coming, idiots. Help (Y/N) up first.” Sero boosted up your wriggling body, “hmm”’s of protest leaking out of your taped mouth.

“Women can be manly too! Woah, watch all that squirming around, hon’! We know you like to fight our love, but we can’t have you writhing out of our arms and falling down that hole to those unmanly perverts again.” Kirishima lightly scolded with no real malic behind his words. He circled his big arms around your restrained form and hoisted you up onto their level. Kirishima felt so warm and safe compared to the cold, stale air of UA High’s concrete confinements, plus the fear and anxiety built up after running away from all those yanderes had tuckered you out more than you thought. You hate to admit it, but you couldn’t help giving in and lean in a little deeper into his comforting embrace.

“Save that fighting, dumbass. After that stunt you pulled earlier when you ran away from me, I’ll give you plenty to squirm about later, firecracker~,” Bakugou rasped, a different, dark, nearly sultry look zinging in his eyes. You whimpered and scooched further into Kirishima’s muscular hold to escape whatever devious plans Bakugou had in store.

“Bakugou! Stop it, you’ll freak ‘em out if you continue. Besides, I certainly don’t want to deal with those idiots chasing our asses with not only a confused, but scared, darling flailing in our arms.” the unmistakable heady voice of Jiro spat at the hot-head. As Bakugou cussed her out, you took the chance to assess your new captors. Denki grabbed Sero’s hand and hauled him out of the ceiling of the floor below, Kirishima continued to snuggle into you as if you gave him the strength to move mountains, and Jiro and Bakugou bickered between the two of them like they were first-years all over again. They were a strange group personality wise, but a powerful one most normal people would deem too macho to mess with. Except, your whole class is full of juggernauts like them, so what’re you to do when all of them want you as their own personal chew toy?

You leapt out of your thoughts as a delicate, calloused hand laid on top of your head and began petting your hair. Looking in the direction the hand stretched, the pinkette Mina was on the other end dopily smiling at you.

“Ugh, I knew their hair would be the softest thing ever~!” she squealed in delight as her cheeks bloomed a darker shade of pinky blush.

“Yeah, and it smells incredible too. Like vanilla and strawberries.” Kirishima bonded with Mina. He took a deep inhale to savor your scent and the reverberation of it in your ear had you shivering at his closeness. She brushed a lock to her face and sniffed, nearly squealing again with how much bliss she felt that the love of her life was finally within her grasp. Being in such intimate proximity with the two, you spotted the tell-tale neon pink dancing around their irises and confirmed the whole group are currently infected.

“Hey, guys,” Denki spoke up and broke the group’s individual conversations, “as much as I’d like to cuddle and enjoy Sparks there, we should probably book it. I doubt Deku and the others are very happy we took them back, they’ll come looking for us.”

After a brief moment of the group sobering up, Bakugou scoffed, “I hate when you’re right, spark plug. Get up, extras. Let’s get moving.” Denki’s whines against him being “too mean” being lost in the scramble to run for a new spot to store you.

“Kirishima, do you--,” Sero asked.

“I got them, bro! Leave it to me.” the sturdy boy grinned.

“Pardon my reach.” Kirishima forewarned you with a giddy smile. His hands grabbed your hips and lifted you over his shoulder as if you weighed like nothing more than a grape to him. His arm hooked around your knees so you wouldn’t fall or try to escape off his hulking shoulder.

“Be careful with them, Kiri! They’re not a sack of potatoes, they’re our baby!” Mina urged.

“If you touch them inappropriately in any way before we find a safe zone, I will make sure you won’t live to see tomorrow after the Purge. Got it?” Jiro foreboded, her earphone jacks swiveling up to point at the boy like cobras ready to strike.

“Ha, got it loud and clear, Jiro!” Kirishima chuckled with a thumbs up, either obvious to her threats or chose to ignore the insinuation that he’d break his “manly code of honor” to cop a feel. The group started their sprint for safety out the door and in a random direction with you fruitlessly shimmying around on Kirishima’s shoulder, hanging your head in defeat at the mess you’d gotten yourself stuck in with not even a few hours of the Purge gone by yet.

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~ Timeskip ~

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Hurried footfalls and pants resonated between the dark hall walls as your kidnappers dashed through the labyrinth of your school. Bakugou led the pack with you in the middle of their protective circle, the others running beside Kirishima. They clearly knew where they were going as little conversation was started, most of the spoken words being Bakugou barking out orders to the others. Weirdly enough, you hadn’t encountered others from your class when running around, just miles upon miles of empty corridors and deathly still stairwells. You groaned in discomfort at the increasing soreness on your lower stomach due the awkward position you’d been forced to lay in for so long. You were facing behind the group on the rock boy’s shoulder, watching where you had been, so you had no idea where they were dragging you off to. All you knew is that they went down a few staircases and you’re located somewhere on the bottom floor of the school.

“Nearly there. Keep your guards up, dunces. We’re not the only ones lurking out here.” Bakugou instructed. Heavy breathing was the only answer to his instruction, but he didn’t seem irked by their lack of response. Like him, they knew more members of their class were somewhere in the shadows, and it was probable they’d find you before the Purge’s countdown struck zero, so less noise made would be for the best.

For a couple minutes more they continued at a hushed pace, until you heard Bakugou alert the group with a quiet whistle. The running came to an abrupt stop, and Kirishima and the others backed away from the center of the hall to press themselves against the wall. You attempted to whip your head around to see what they’d froze for, but a pair of hands gently cradled your face to stop your erratic movements. The warm hands belonged to Denki. You watched his uncharacteristic poker face as he stared at something in front of the group. You didn’t move again in fear something bad would happen if you did.

Through the gnawing stillness, you heard a whispering voice call something out. It was distant, muffled by the cement walls of the school, but multiple pairs of hasty footsteps echoed through the air following after the call. The steps got louder and closer to you. Your captors held their breaths, both Kirishima’s and Denki’s grips on your body parts grew ridged, attempting to chain you to them for eternity. Eventually, the loud voices and fast running faded away as they sped on past your group. The air grew less tense and nearly peaceful once again, like it never happened.

Holy shit, it just hit you. That was a close encounter with another group who were no doubt chasing after you.

Your group stayed put for an extra minute before relaxing away from the wall they sewed themselves to. Denki sighed in relief before looking back at you with a bright smile. He teasingly stuck his tongue out at you and winked, kissed your nose, and slowly let your soft face fall from his palms.

“That was close. Too close.” you heard Jiro fret in a whisper.

“Yeah, but it's expected. The rest are getting desperate.” Sero insisted.

“Whatever. Let the dogs whimper and whine for their lost master. It’s free entertainment. They’re not getting (Y/N) back either way. Besides, don’t lose your heads, we’re here.” Bakugou muttered, walking a few steps away from the huddle.

Everyone went quiet again as you heard a metallic screech of a heavy door opening. A few seconds of nothing passed, until someone murmured the words, “All clear.” Kirishima shuffled on with you in tow. He walked through the open door you heard before, bending his knees to make sure you didn’t get hit by the top of the door frame. Very considerate of him since he grew more than a few inches after your first year at UA. As he and the others behind him walked inside, you looked at your new terrain.

Above the door you just entered was a sign, which had the word “Gymnasium” inscribed on its metal surface. Great. You’re in one of UA’s many on-campus gyms they use to train the up-and-coming hero students. Somewhere your class visits quite regularly. You rolled your eyes; what an “inconspicuous” safe zone they’ve chosen.

Man, these guys have got to get better at finding sneakier hiding places to crash. It’s so bad that you nearly want to help them pick the spots yourself!

You watched the last few people in the group slide through the door Bakugou held open, him slink into the gym, look from side-to-side probably scouting to see if anyone tracked them, and skillfully latch the door closed once the coast was deemed clear.

The glossy wood floors reflected the low light of the moon shining through the scattered windows and lit up vacant space. Only a few lone bleachers and a humming water fountain stood in the room’s vast emptiness. You wanted to smile at the fond memories the gym brought back, but couldn’t muster it past the ache in your heart.

Years ago, this was a place of excitement, of experimentation and fun. You and your class were practically fumbling babies learning how to navigate the world of pro heroes. Dreams were shared, goals were surpassed, but the most important part was everyone was happy. All the fear of dealing with the League of Villains and other dangerous foes was forgotten whenever you had your friends by your side, to encourage you to do your best to kick villain butt and celebrate it later. That reality seems like so long ago, you almost don’t remember the feeling. Now...it just feels awful to think about them. Your classmates, your friends; they’re desecrating your fond memories by acting how they have without even realizing it. You can’t imagine what it’ll be like after all of this Purge nonsense is over and done with. Could you even look any of them in the eye after everything that’s happened? Or after everything that might happen? After all the trust they’ve broken? How the reality of them tearing your freedom away is a possibility all because of some shitty love-virus?

You’re not sure yet.

But—though they’ve hurt you, you still want to help cure them of the disease. It’s not their fault they got contaminated. They’re the people you grew up with, a few of your closest friends and the people you care about more than most. They’re still good people, just misguided because of this infection. You’re not going to leave them like this.

Something bumping into Kirishima jostled you out of your internal self-pity. Both Denki and Mina’s whines circling around you reeled your mind back to the present.

“Come on, Kiri! You’ve had them for so-o-o-ooo long now! Let us have a turn with them!” Denki moaned while tugging Kirishima’s arm.

“Yeah, put our cutie down,” Mina pestered and leaned in close to your face, “You wanna hang out with us, right, doll face?” Before you could shake your head in anxious denial, you felt Kirishima’s arm detach from behind your knees and robust hands on your hips again. You let out a muffled cry of distress as your body slid down, thinking you were going to fall, but you were instead manhandled off his shoulder and forcefully sat down onto the hard surface of a bleacher.

Kirishima moved his hands to your shoulders, “There you go, hon’. Comfy?” He sweetly crooked his head to the side, but all you could focus on was the way he caged you in with his muscular arms. Unable to give a response due to the tape gag, your stare into his scarlet eyes, which was quickly broken as he was shoved out of the way by greedy hands.

“My turn~!” Mina cheered. She swooped behind you faster than you could blink and yanked you onto her lap. She nuzzled her face between your shoulder blades and giggled in content.

“Wait, why do you get them in your lap?! So not fair!” Denki griped.

“Uh, it so is, Kami! I won rock-paper-scissors, remember?” Mina exclaimed, resting her pink chin on your shoulder. You mind boggled, ‘They had a contest over whose lap I would sit in? I don’t know if I should feel flattered or concerned.’

“She’s got ya there, dude.” Sero jested. He patted the pouting boy’s back.

“That witch cheated.” You heard Denki mumble to himself.

“Or maybe you just suck.” Jiro came up behind him and smacked the back of his blond head. He yelped at the cruel slap as she walked over to you and Mina on the bench. She sat down to the right of you with a satisfied sigh, resting her side against yours, loving the warmth you radiated.

The rest of the group, excluding Denki because he was busy whining at the slap’s stinging pain and the “uncoolness” of how he was being treated, followed the ladies’ lead to take a seat beside you. Jiro to your right, Sero on your left, and Mina behind continuing to pin you against her. Denki, seeing the group ignoring him, huffed in frustration. Shooting over to your side, he scrambled to the floor, shimmed in between your legs, and eventually reached his goal of resting his head on your inner thigh. Your face heated up tremendously at the sudden breach into your personal space. Muffled whimpers of distress seeped out of you that alerted the others to your predicament.

“Denki! You perv!” Mina shrieked.

“OI! Get out of there, idiot!” Bakugou barked, and you’re pretty sure you heard him mutter under his breath, “Or, at least, share.”

“What,” Denki smirked up at the hothead, “jealous, bomb boy~?”

Bakugou deadpanned, “As if I’d ever be jealous of you, extra. Out now.” he snarled at the coy teen.

“Wow, what are you, Bakugou? A scolding father?” Sero snickered.

“But I don’t wanna,” Denki whined as he shoved his face further into your thigh, drawing another squeak out of you, “it’s so warm and cozy. Think I’ll stay here awhile~,” he wrapped his arms around your knee, becoming a human handcuff. If looks could kill, Bakugou’s glare would have disintegrated Denki to a pile of ash ages ago.

“Alright, move it, Pikachu, before our cutie dies of embarrassment. Or before Bakugou kills you and scars (Y/N) forever.” Kirishima sighs. With a tight grip on the back of Denki’s shirt, he lifts the electric boy up and away from between your thighs. Kirishima drops the flailing hero to the shiny floor on your left.

“Ow! Ugh, fine. Until next time, Sparks~,” Denki winks at you and snuggles up to lay his head on your outer thigh. You aren’t sure if you should look forward to this “next time”.

“Aren’t you two going to sit down? We’ve been running all over the place since the start of the Purge.” Jiro mused as she ran her fingers through your messy hair.

“Oh, I’m good! Standing feels better, like I’m ready to protect or use my quirk if I need to. Gotta keep them safe. It’s the manly thing to do!” Kirishima activates his quirk and clanks his knuckles together with a wide grin.

“Hmph. Same here. I’ll blow those extras to hell and gone if they even try to come close.” Bakugou’s palm crackled with his quirk, adding to the dread of his already unsettling threat.

“Speaking of running all over the place,” Denki stole the conversation, “Doll, I gotta say, it was so fun to watch you dash around the school~!” he cooed while gazing up at you. Your eyes shot down to meet his mischievous smile, confusion etched all over your face.

“My bad, beloved, this idiot doesn’t know how to explain anything. Doofus over here is trying to say we’ve been…keeping an eye on you since the start of the Purge.” Jiro chimed in.

“Didn’t know left from right, which way was the right way to go,” Sero’s breath against the side of your face caused you to jump at his closeness, “So helpless and alone. Glad we saved you when we did!”

“‘Cause we knew the rest were just as eager as we were to get their mitts on you! Took us forever to round you up since someone in this group thought they knew better than the rest of us. He kept trying to save you for himself!” she fake coughed and muttered, “Bakugou.”

Before the short-fused boy could tear her a new one, she sped into what other creepy confession of stalking she had, “But Sero’s right! There’s no telling what they could have done to have you…What they could do.” Mina pondered while burying her nose in your neck. You huffed and rolled your eyes at her exaggeration. They wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, they’re your friends! Your relief slowly waned as a nasty thought drifted through your mind, ‘Well…I figured, even if the virus was real, they’d never get infected. Now look where we are…’

“What lines they’d cross.” Jiro insisted she leaned her head on your unoccupied shoulder. You shook your head in an attempt to clear the unearthed doubt. They wouldn’t truly hurt you; you knew that! ‘But look at the position you’re in now. Kidnapped, tossed around, treated like a trophy to be won…,’ Fear clamped its icy grip around your throat tighter than any of Sero’s tape ever could. Would they seriously hurt you to satisfy the obsessive cravings overthrowing their conscious minds?

“What boundaries they’d push.” Sero ran his pointer finger up your side that sent a shiver down your spine. The more you listened to their words, the more anxiety crept into your brain. Their strategically planted seed festered in your mind, corrupting the previous image you had of your friends. You felt afraid. Scared of them and for your safety. Why didn’t you feel confident in your skills as a hero-in-training anymore? You’re strong, your talents are still there, you didn’t just magically lose them or your quirk! But you felt…weak? You don’t know, maybe all the stress of running around tonight, losing your friends to this illness, is starting to catch up to you. It’s messing with your head…

“(Y/N), you saw how they acted back at the auditorium. I was only trying to get you away from that birdbrain, octo-weirdo, and Deku’s little nobodies. They’re dangerous. You couldn’t see that,” Bakugou cautioned, a gentler look dancing in his new neon pink eyes as he peeked at you over his broad shoulder, “Tch. Typical. You care about those insignificant extras more than your own safety.”

“Woah, Bakubro, chill! You know that’s just how they are,” Kirishima jumped to defend you, he always does, “That’s why we’re here to help you, hon’! We won’t let them take you again. I’d rather…I don’t know…uh…oh! I’d rather give up being manly and say Tetsutetsu is stronger than I am then do that!” Kirishima stated with a slam of his fist to his pec.

“Woah, Kiri! That’s quite the declaration! You’d do all that for this singular cutie here?” Denki egged him on, shooting up from his seat on the floor to his knees, wrapping his arms around your torso to cradle you close.

Kirishima gave a hearty laugh, “Of course, dude! Anything for the love of my life! My one and only! The keeper of my heart! The river to my…uh…mountain?” his speech shortly fell off as his brain desperately racked for more metaphors. The group burst into a fit of joyous laughter. Denki and Sero fell to the ground from their intense howling, Jiro and Mina clutched their sides from their cackling, hell, even Bakugou snickered at Kirishima’s cheesy proclamations.

You looked at the lot of them, smiling and near hysterical, and unconsciously let a quiet giggle slip past your lips. This is what you remember being around your classmates; hearty laughs shared between a blooming group of friends is what makes life worth living. You wanted to stay in this warmth, not go back out there where everyone is fighting tooth and nail against each other.

“Oh, love~! That laugh was the cutest thing ever! Kiri, keep acting dumb so they giggle more!” Mina mushed her cheek against yours as she squealed at your lovable nature.

“Okay, first, ouch. Words hurt, Mina. Second, I’m not dumb! That’s just how I am!” Kirishima pouted. A momentary silence fell over the group as they deadpanned at Ejirio’s reaction.

“You kinda are dumb, bro.” Sero quipped.

“Yeah. Wait, I got it! He’s a himbo!” Denki exclaimed. That comment sent the three of them into another fit of laughter. You couldn’t help but laugh along with them.

“Like you’re one to call someone dumb, dunceface.” Bakugou playfully sneered at the electric boy.

“What’s a himbo?” Kirishima muttered to himself in confusion.

Sero wheezed from lack of air in his lungs, “Uggghh. Nevermind, Kiri. We’ll tell you later. Owwww my sides!” Sero’s hand unconsciously drifted up your side which caused you to jolt at the unanticipated touch. Him, noticing this reaction, focused on you again and smirked.

“Oh~? Is our angel ticklish?” the dark-haired boy provoked. Your heart sank as you frantically tried to deny his claim. The rest of the group caught onto his game and quickly circled in for the kill like sharks in a feeding frenzy.

“Oh~? We really lucked out with you~!” Mina cooed. You felt heat rise to your face in nervousness as desperate muzzled curses tried to redirect their attention from your weakness. You stopped mid-protest as another fleeting touch grazed the sensitive parts of your neck. Your shoulders shot up the best they could to try and protect yourself as Jiro drifted her hand back to her side with a malicious grin stretched across her cheeks. She laughed at your endearing attempts to deny them their fun.

“You’re way too easy to tease, love~,” Sero’s honeyed tone made you jump in your seat.

“But that’s what makes it fun~!” Mina sang with glee.

“And you all the cuter~,” Jiro whispered. You whined in distress, but the noise fell on deaf ears. Poking and prodding, they tested what made you squirm, giggle, shriek, and everything other reaction they could steal from your body. They were merciless in their pursuit to know what made you tick. After a few minutes, you looked over to Bakugou and Kirishima with tears in your eyes from the forced laughter wrung out of you, ready to fall to your knees and plead them to stop their friends, but you realized that wouldn’t work either. Judging by Bakugou’s cocky smirk and Kirishima’s giddy smile, they were content keeping quiet to watch their friends wring you dry of every noise and movement they could get. All of them had you feeling dizzy from the drowning-amount of attention they gave. You didn’t know how long you could handle their wandering hands and sugared words before passing out due to sheer embarrassment.

Though, you didn’t get the chance to faint as the gymnasium door was practically destroyed open.

“KACCHAN!” a furious voice roared across the room. ‘Oh shit,’ you panicked, unconsciously trying to sink back into yourself due to fear of the sheer rage in the boy’s tone. There’s only one person who calls the explosive quirk-user that, and you really don’t want to be in the vicinity of their inevitable bone-breaking fight. Mina squeezed you closer to her, preventing you from shimmying away.

Across the gym floor, stood Deku and his virus-mad motley crew, Iida, Uraraka, Momo, Shoto, and Tsu. His body glowed with sparks of lightning dancing around himself, explaining why the door was nothing but splinters now. He looked pissed. There were very few times you saw him this upset, and considering you’re the root cause of his annoyance towards his friends made you more than a little frightened. As you investigated your classmates behind the green-haired boy, you noticed they all shared that similar infuriated expression. This was not going to end well, but which party would reign victorious in the end was unclear.

“Heh. You’ve got a lotta nerve showing up here, Deku. You never know when to give up when you’ve lost.” Bakugou glared at him. All Deku did was give a twisted grin, one that mimicked a friendly aura but subtly twitched due to how forced it had been.

“Thought you knew that by now, Kacchan~! What can I say, you can’t get rid of me~,” Izuku taunted, stepping into the room with his buddies following closely behind.

“Yeah. It’s annoying. You’re like a damn cockroach.” Bakugou spat, Kirishima lurking closely behind him.

Izuku laughed, “Yes, yes, I’ve heard that from you before. I feel like we’ve been down this lane too much too often, don’t you? So why don’t we cut to the chase, hmm~? Long story short, you have someone I want,” he drawled while leisurely waltzing across the shiny floors towards your captors. Denki, Sero, and Jiro all stood up from their seats to join the two boys ahead to create a barrier in front of you.

“OMG, there they are! Hi, darling~~~! Miss me~?” a cutesy voice echoed. You gasped when you recognized that as Hagakure’s voice, she’s here?!

“I’m sure they did, Hagakure.” No way, Ojiro too?!

“It’s likely. They’d miss any of us compared to being with that brute.” a deeper voice added. Hang on, was that…Tokoyami?!?! No…are they…? It’s as if your worst nightmare came to life as you watched seemingly all of your classmates pour into the gym one after the other. Koji, Shoji, Tokoyami, Sato, Aoyama, all of the people you’d encountered beforehand on this dreadful night filed in and were facing down your current keepers.

“Wow,” Denki marveled, “The whole gang’s here. Like we’re having a party or somethin’!”

“So, you’re all working together?” Sero tested.

“That’s the plan.” Aoyama answered.

“I see,” Sero quipped, “and how long do you say ‘til it falls apart?”

“Falls apart? What are you suggesting? That we’ll–,” Shoji hissed.

“Jealousy is quite the nasty thing,” Mina implied, picking at her nails, “Very dangerous. Not hard for a group to break up over a…difference of opinion later down the line. I’m just looking out for our baby! Don’t want them falling into the wrong hands, you know?”

“The only ‘wrong hands’ they’re falling into right now are yours.” Tsu dared.

“Let’s make this easy. Hand ‘em over, and this mix-up will all be over! We’ll leave you alone to go about the rest of your Purge unprovoked and unharmed.” Momo persuaded with a gentle smile.

“Yeah, right, Yaoyorozu! Like we’d be that unmanly and not put up a fight!” Kirishima barked out a chuckle.

“But they’re not yours to have possession over!” Koji wailed, frustrated tears building up in his eyes.

“What, like you do?” Denki scoffed.

“We had them first.” Shoji, Tokoyami, and Dark Shadow spoke up.

“And look lost them,” Jiro snarked, “but by that logic, we had them last, so we get final say what happens to them.”

“Not happening.” Shoto quickly shot down Jiro’s suggestion.

“Save your breath, Icy Hot, people who actually have something of value to say are talking!” Bakugou sneered. Shoto crossed in front of Deku over to Bakugou and grabbed the outspoken teen by the collar.

“You’re really gonna try that, Bakugou? You really think you deserve their kindness? Their love?” Shoto threatened, the chill from his quirk activating sent a shiver down your spine.

“Yeah, I DO! I sure-as-hell deserve it more than your ungrateful ass!” Bakugou snarled, the unmistakable POP POP of his quirk firing off from his palms filled the tense air.

“Back off, man!” Kirishima tried to usher Todoroki away from Bakugou. Deku and Iida were fast to Shoto’s aid as they closed the distance between the opposing groups.

“He’ll back off when you give us what we are due!” Iida got in the redhead's face. The amping hostile energy flinging around the room caused everyone to crowd closer to the commotion, all parties on edge and waiting for a fist to fly or a quirk to fire.

While all the chaos stirred within the clashing groups, no one noticed a quiet presence slip into the stadium.

“What a mess we’ve got here.” the voice of the final member of Class 3-A echoed around the gym. Everyone stopped their bickering to acknowledge the intrusion, and all saw Hitoshi Shinsou slouched against the opposite wall a few yards away. Your classmates upped their guard at the intruder, no one willing to answer him due to that powerful quirk of his.

Of course, our ever-unafraid Bakugou is the first to pipe up, “Ha?? What’s speech-freak doin’ here? He with you, shitty nerd?”

“No. Not yet, at least.” Deku grumbled to his rival, straightening out his hero uniform and turning his body to fully face the purple-haired boy. Shinsou pushed himself off of the wall and slowly sauntered over to the group. He never failed to remind you of a sly, cunning cat weightlessly prancing around dark alleyways or behind people’s backs.

“What’s the issue?” he asked.

“Um…you trying to say you haven’t noticed all the crazy shit that’s been going on around UA for the past few hours?” Denki raised an eyebrow.

“No, I have, idiot,” Shinsou groaned, “I’m nowhere near as dense as you.” The witty joke caused a giggle to ripple through the whole group, much to Denki’s despair, but it surprisingly sparked hope in your heart. They laughed! Maybe they’re not as mad as they were a few seconds beforehand…maybe…maybe Shinsou could stop all this! Slap some sense into the love-crazed students! You let out a few muffled cries, succeeding in getting his attention. As well as the rest of your classmates’. Even though Shinsou definitely noticed your struggling, he didn’t say or do anything about it, just stared at you in your tape bindings. You tried to yell louder, but Mina assumed you were only acting up and cooed sweet nothings in your ear, like you were a fussy baby.

Deku grabbed the attention of the room, “We were trying to work out a compromise to get (Y/N) back, but Kacchan’s being difficult. He’s not handing them over.”

“I’m not gonna hand them over to a nobody like you! They deserve better than that cruel punishment.” Bakugou cursed. As soon as the tension left, it came right back with Katsuki’s harsh insults. You groaned at his overwhelming audacity. His lack of social cues was truly baffling at times.

“Punishment?! We’re trying to save them from this! From you!” Uraraka seethed.

“We’re beyond worried that they’ll be hurt staying with that group,” Ojiro explained to Shinsou, “Too much could go wrong without us there to intervene.”

“Understandable. They’re only concerned, boom boy. Can you prove to them you’re not going to hurt (Y/N)?” Shinsou countered.

“LIKE I’D BE THAT CARELESS, EXTRAS! They’re the most important thing in the world. Their safety is much more significant to me than any of yours.” Bakugou ranted.

“Really? Wrapping them up in tape and dragging them several feet in the air through a hole in the ceiling somehow doesn’t scream ‘safe’ to me.” Sato objected.

“I was totally being safe with them! I’d like to see you try that with your quirk, Sato.” Sero defended himself.

“Yeah! And I didn’t see any worry about safety when Tsu practically ripped them in half from Hagakure, Ojiro, and Koji while Iida was speeding down the hall like a maniac!” Kirishima snapped with his sharp teeth gritted tightly together.

“Didn’t look like anyone was concerned in the auditorium either!” Mina added.

“We didn’t start it,” Tokoyami exclaimed, “You three were the ones hunting them down like an animal at the start of the Purge.” He pointed to Momo, Shoto, and Bakugou. Shoji didn’t verbally respond, but he nodded his head in agreement.

“We searched for them because Bakugou and Izuku scared them into hiding right when the Purge started!” Momo answered.

“Don’t try that, Yaoyorozu! You’re lucky I even agreed to help you find them! Not like you would’ve gotten close without me.” Bakugou warned.

“We would’ve found them sooner if you two hadn't gotten greedy and tried to take them for yourselves.” Shoto commented, looking directly at Deku as he said those words. Guess he has some bottled-up aggravation concerning Izuku.

“Careful who you point your finger at, Todoroki,” Uraraka and Tsu got in front of Izuku, “We’re working together, remember?”

Everyone had somehow become extremely aggressive, even more so than before Shinsou arrived. Your classmates crowded closer and began arguing with one another, bickering, accusing their friends of stealing the limelight, blaming everyone else for the actions that had caused this mess, everyone pointing fingers around for the mistakes that had been made. This was escalating into dangerous territory; if this energy kept up, it wouldn’t be long until someone let loose of their quirk. All you could hope is you wouldn’t be caught up in the crossfire.

Your eyes flickered around the angry faces, trying to see if anyone had at least some bit of cohesive thought left in their infected brains, until your eyes landed on Shinsou. You were going to look away, distracted by the increasing volume of your friend’s yelling, until you stopped and really looked at him. As Shinsou was always level headed and a non-expressive individual, you thought his face would be one of concern or maybe even annoyance due to all the racket, but all he expressed was a satisfied eyes and a wicked smile. Your heart plummeted to your stomach for the nth time as you realized, watching his eyes swirl in pink glee, that this was his plan all along. Be the last to show up in the fight for your love, waltz into the fiery conversation being calm and collected, play a bit of ‘therapist’, and watch in delight as his questions send the group into a downward spiral of greed and chaos.

“Darling~,” Hagakure’s voice invaded your foggy brain, causing you to jump, “Woah! It’s okay! It’s just me. I’m gonna pull you off her lap, okay? I’ll get you out of here, away from all these scary people~.”

“HEY! Back off, Hagakure!” Mina jumped into action after hearing her quiet voice. She yanked you away from the invisible girl onto her opposite side.

“Kero, Hagakure, we agreed we’d do this as a team! Stick to the plan,” Tsu protested, quite literally hopping over to you and wrapping her hands around your shoulders. She tried to pull you away from Mina, but the pinkette just held onto you tighter.

“Not cool, Tsu! Get off of Sparks!” Denki zapped over to the frog girl and tried tugging her away from you. The arguments halted as the room’s attention was back on you. You were quickly swarmed with the obsessed students, hands grabbing your body anywhere and everywhere they could, everyone trying to get the advantage against the others all at once. Resentful words and threats were flung in every direction, everyone participating in the madness. Your head spun with the uncomfortable amount of people fighting for your attention and the multiple pairs of hands holding onto you, but you were also afraid that everyone would go through with the threats of violence they promised. You hummed with worry, trying to warn them of the devious plan Shinsou was no doubt brewing, but if anyone could hear your muffled pleas over the shouting, no one cared to stop and listen to what you wanted.

“Enough! You’re not going to shove me out of what I deserve this time, Kacchan,” Izuku yelled over the sea of madness, “Just accept that I’ve won!”

“Won?! You think you won?! HA! Last I checked, losers don’t get the prize, shitty nerd! They NEED us! They NEED ME!” Bakugou exploded.

“I’d rather die than let you touch them with your filthy hands again.” Todoroki spoke in a gravelly growl. Everyone tossed in their own threats against the group after Shoto spoke, until a tiny voice begged the final question.

“But who does (Y/N) really belong to?” The seemingly innocent question rang out like a delicate bell chiming in a gentle breeze.

Every one of Class 3-A’s mouths worked faster than their jealous brains as they all shouted out at the purple-haired genius, “ME!”

And the room goes dead silent as nearly every member of Class 3-A is now fully under the mind control of Hitoshi Shinsou.

“Hmph. You guys made that too easy for me.” Shinsou chuckles at the vast horizon of slack jaws and dull eyes that stared back at him, awaiting command.

“Thought at least Yaoyorozu or Izuku would catch on, but I guess our darling just has that kind of mind-numbing effect on everyone. They’ve got that natural kind of gentle sweetness everyone goes braindead for, heh.” he continued, flicking Aoyama in the forehead as he walked past.

“Everyone,” Shinsou began his first command to the group, “stop crowding around (Y/N). Back away from them. I want to see them.” Without a beat of hesitation, the rest of your classmates wordlessly took a few generous steps back to cease surrounding you. You’re sure that all of them are mentally screaming endless curse words and plotting all the ways they could terrorize the boy for this heinous act, but none of their faces expressed that. Not a speck of personality could be found in any of them, all of them had turned into blank canvas void of emotion. That scared you to your core.

Shinsou slowly closed the distance between you two. You tried everything you could to squirm away, to run from his unwanted affection, except Mina was still strapping you to her chest. With her strong arms firmly fastened around your cocooned body, it left no room to navigate an escape route.

Hitoshi reached your seat on the pink girl’s lap, crouched down so you were face-to-face with his neon pink infested eyes, and smiled, “Hi, little escapee~”

He cupped your trembling face and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear as he spoke with a pout, “You’ve sure been busy tonight, keeping these fools entertained for so long. I know I took forever to get here, I’m sorry about that, but I’m proud of you for waiting for me. I’ll be sure to reward you for being so patient and brave. You knew I was looking for you though, right? I’d never let them actually succeed in taking you away from me.”

“When you ran for a safe spot at the beginning of the Purge, I knew they’d track you down eventually, so I simply waited. Saved my energy for when I knew I could steal you right out from under them. I watched them chase you from floor to floor, through rooms and stairwells. It was awful. Absolutely shameful that they’d put someone they call their “darling” through all that trauma,” he kissed your forehead, “But that’s over with. I’m here now, and as long as I’m here, I won’t let those idiots drag you through anymore of their silly games ever again.” You let out angry cries as you thrashed in your seat. You can’t believe you thought he’d try to help you. Of course your last hope was disease-ridden as well. It’s a miracle that you’re not showing symptoms of their virus either, could you be immune somehow? Or maybe you’re not a hospitable environment for the parasite…either way, mentally theorizing about the virus’ infection protocol didn’t stop Shinsou from carrying on with his plan.

He commanded Mina to, “Release (Y/N).” She immediately loosened her arms around you and let them flop to her sides. Before you could flail away, he cradled his arms around your back and under your knees, and lifted you off of Mina. His grin stretches at the adorable yelp that comes from you.

You’re rendered defenseless as he casually saunters away from your zombified classmates, your body elegantly trapped in the sticky tape, sat neatly in his strong arms.

Unable to leave without one final gloat, Shinsou turns back to smirk at the students, “All of you were wrong earlier, by the way. It’s me, dumbasses.”

Suddenly, a cocky voice chuckles behind the mind-controlling boy, “I wouldn’t be too sure about that, kid~...”

~ To Be Continued… ~

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere V + H: Aizawa Shouta and Hizashi Yamada

These two are the villains and you the henchman 

A couple of villains perfectly prepared to take on the army of heroes 

You’re probably one of many 

Hundreds of henchmen under the villains are meant to be nameless and faceless 

Just a pair of helping hands to whatever scheme these two seem to come across

“Sirs! I have something important to report!”

“WHAT!? What’s the matter?”

“Out with it! Tell us, then.”

“Mittens…she…”

“Our cat? Oh yeah, you took her to the vet, right? So what’s the matter?”

“She…”

“Go on! We can take it!”

“She’s…”

“...”

“She’s pregnant!” 

“Eureka!!” “So, my suspicions were correct.”

“Congratulations! I’ve brought a cake to celebrate, the awesome news!”

"Wow that's awesome of you!" "Thank you, (Y/n)."

It's your focus on them as people that make them realize your worth

Unlike your coworkers who easily clock out the moment their hours are enough, you stay

Always asking if they’ve eaten, drunk enough water, or if they’ve been able to get to their laundry this week

First, its a key to their private home just to feed the cats

But then it's a meal plan of what they’ll want for dinner

Then the type of detergent for their clothes

And at this rate, they should will just start moving you into their guest bedroom

You’ve just become such an important part of their lives they can’t imagine their lives or their villainy without you:

Shota did a double take at the mass of eager minions he was prepared to lead. Not seeing a familiar face smiling and saluting among them. It would be unnerving if he didn’t remember that there were chores that he and Yamada assigned; it’d be safe to assume that’s where you there. 

“Uhm babe, did you see (Y/n) on the cameras?”

“No, but I was going to. Did you?”

“Yeah…”

A look of worry and unease was on Yamada’s face, he pulled out his phone pulled up the feed of multiple cameras, and turned the screen to his significant other who had a bad feeling. The feed was clear, and a video of the cats and kittens walking around the house was sped up as the hours continued on. The speed-up footage seemed to slow as you stumbled into the room, wobbling haphazardly as the felines crowded around you as you prepared their food. He watched as you jerked and jumped to what seemed like sneezing. You eventually left but the thought of your state alone was upsetting.

“They’re…sick.”

“Yeah, but what’s worse they didn’t even say anything to me! What about you?”

“No.”

The couple grew silent, enveloped in an unnerved feeling as they looked at their beloved henchman through the screen. Shota was the first to look away, reaching for a device on his belt that held a blinking moving dot. He noted the time on his watch, humming to himself as he adjusted his cape.

“We’ve got time to catch our kitten, but we must be quick.”

__________________________________________

You felt despicable. More than your stuffy nose and rising temperature, you felt despicable with yourself. For getting yourself sick in the first place. How could you be the best henchman you could if your body wasn’t working correctly? It made you feel even worse.

You couldn’t properly serve the couple after they so lovingly offer for you to stay in their home. Granted they were awfully adamant about that going so far as to start moving your clothes and other things into the guest room in their house. But who were you to question their kindness when you were just a mere stepping stool to their villainous success?

Deep down you couldn’t help but let your insipid doubts creep in. Like why your heart beat so fast when you walked in to find the couple going through your fridge. Or when the couple send an uplifting photo of your ex being waterboarded. It shouldn’t strike fear into your heart that your employers were so involved. You were being ungrateful. That’s what got you sick. Your unwillingness to let them further involve themselves in your life is to blame for the weakness in your immune system. You’re not sick from stress…right?

“Here’s your medicine! Hope you get better hun!”

“Thanks, miss.”

Thanking the old woman as you retrieved your medication from over the counter. Trudging out the pharmacy you planned to begin the long trek back home. Completely unaware of a flashy hero stopping their route to slowly float next to you.

“Oh troubled citizen! May I be of assistance?”

The loud question grated your ears as you refused to focus on anything other than keeping awake. 

“No. Go away.”

“But dear citizen I cannot for you seem to need help!”

You groaned at their insistence reminded of the enemy your employers were especially not fond of…infact—You finally looked with familiarized malice at the shining mass and recognizable hair at the hovering super-powered individual. 

“You’re that one hero…aren’t you?”

“So you know of me? Good! Then you have the honor of being under my care!” 

“We don’t think so.”

The monotone and distorted voice of The Eraser had you both looking up at the villains in shocked stupor. Both were fully decked out in their villain armor menacingly standing still in broad daylight. The Mic was uncharacteristically silent further upsetting your already flipping stomach. It didn’t seem that the hero felt any semblance of that though.

“You two? My it seems you have the most uncanny sense for where I am! Perhaps you’re stalking me?”

You could tell he was rolling his eyes under his visor but the villain still reached a gloved hand out to you. 

“(Y/n) come with me, I’ll be taking you to our home, now.” 

You didn’t know why your feet weren’t moving or why your hands shook as you reached out. Or why your heart was pumping so fast. Perhaps that was why you let the hero put an arm out in front of you as he lightly shoved you further behind his back.

“Do not hark their villainous temptations (MY/n)! They only wish to unsettle me with a hostage–” 

His heroic declarations were interrupted by the sudden closeness of The Mic their speaker enhanced mouthpiece dangerously close to their exposed ear.

“Don’t you dare touch them!”

The hero cringed further keeping you behind him as he backed up. Holding the side of his head he swung it back and forth between the villains. With an unexpected battle cry he opened his palms towards the villains before frantically shaking it when he found no reaction.

“W-what is this?! Why can’t I–?”

“Did you forget who you were fighting? Idiot.”

“Wellll the idiot is realizing just how much of a moron he is maybe we’ll grant some mercy.”

“M-mercy?”

“Yup you give us our lovely (Y/n)! And we won’t immediately squash you to bits!”

“Immediately?”

“Do I hafta keep repeating myself? Just give us the kitten we’ll be up on and on our way! Okay?”

“That is until we return to beat you to a bloody pulp for so much as talking to them. See (Y/n) this is why you should just stay home, it just means more carnage for everyone else. Besides you’re so sick I bet you can’t even think straight, come home (Y/n).”

“Yeah precious how about we just go home…”

“You want watch us obliterate him would you?”

[yanderenightmare]

TW: nsfw, dubcon/noncon, captive reader

gn reader

Thinking about poly yanderes… 

Being held still by one of them, forced to sit between his thick thighs – getting so sick of being outnumbered – feeling so weak, stuck in his muscle-swelled arms keeping you tight against him, wrapped snugly around your torso with your back to his chest while his hands grope your front, locking your own to your sides.

He rests his chin off your shoulder – whispering sweet words laced with mockery as you’re left to quake on his lap, struggling to keep your own pathetic sounds to yourself, having grown tired of screaming to be freed some time ago.

"You're shaking so much, sweetie~” He teases while licking your neck – smirking at how the fight in you, once so wild and untamed, had turned into you trying to restrain yourself in favor of breaking free. Fighting, now instead, to hold yourself back from spiraling until coming undone by the heat surging in your belly. 

Your face, dewy with a thin sheen of sweat, is held steadily in your other captor’s hand, keeping your misty hooded eyes looking up at him, where he leans over you while his other hand plays an eager one-sided game of war between your thighs. 

His mouth ghosts yours with small kisses, and everything smells of his breath as he pours sweet unwanted nothings down your throat. "Oh, y'so sweet in my hand~ so soft on my fingers~" 

It’s as though you can see the sickness in his eyes – leering at you like you're something he wants to devour.

“Don’t be shy~ show us how pretty you are when you cum~” He continued cooing.

“You know you want to~” The other accomplice added hot and damp right at your ear – just as amused as his partner. “Come on, baby~ show us~”

You whined, pathetically trying to wrench your face away from their pestering – overheated and overwhelmed – thighs shuddering around the stimulation, wherein the distress you wanted nothing more but to close your legs.

But the one behind you had them both hooked and spread beneath his, keeping you still and accepting of the one in front’s brazen touches.

You pinch your eyes close and bite your lip, not wanting it but feeling it take you nonetheless.

“No, no, no~” One of them tuts then, his mouth on your cheek catching tears. “Don’t look away, Angelface~ Keep your eyes on me~” He begs with fingers curled around your jaw, nuzzling your nose with his while pressing his forehead flat against your sweaty one. 

You whimper, and his thumb swirls over that place you're most sensitive. Cracking a splitting smile when you buck your hips in response.

“So close, buttercup~” He simpers before dragging his hot tongue from your chin to your temple. And you sob, thinking it’s just too cruel how your body decides to react to it. 

The knot within you seizes up, coiled so tight and stretched so thin it snaps – leaving you to throw your head back against the chest behind you – moaning out while they watch you gush for them with a shared smile on both their faces.

BNHA – DabiHawks, ShinKami, BakuDeku, ShigaDabi, TodoDeku, KiriBaku

JJK – SatoSugu, Toji x Shiu, MahiJaku, YujiKuna

HQ – Miya twins, IwaOi,

BLLK – NagiReo

HxH – KuraKuro, HisoIllu

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE TODOBAKUDEKU X READER

You were in a villain attack and you were battling against the villains when one of them slashed your thigh making a really deep cut. You hissed in pain but you managed to pounce on them and fight them 

Even though you knew you had really powerful quirks, (elemental manipulation AND nuclear generation) you still needed some sort of backup, but luckily, Midoriya, Todoroki and Bakugou arrived at the scene just in time and helped you take down those damn villains 

''Guys, I told you I'm FINE'' you whined as Bakugou lifted you up like a sack of potatoes over his shoulders and they proceeded to take you to the Recovery Girl's office. ''Will you stop trying to be so brave for 2 god DAMN seconds and let us help you. you idiot'' hissed Bakugou and you just rolled your eyes

"Kaachan, don't be mean and now is a perfectly good time and opportunity to show Y/N chan how much we care about her'' said Midoriya over excitedly. Todoroki didn't bother saying and soon afterwards, you found yourself at the Recovery Girl's office with the 3 guys waiting for you in there to see if she needed any help 

''I think we should all be here just in case'' said Todoroki in a monotone as he fixed his icy stare at you. You didn't bother arguing since you were tired and besides.... they were your friends. They wouldn't do something to harm you, right? You, my dear, had no idea how WRONG you were 

After the Recovery Girl left the office, Midoriya said, ''Y/N chan, you got severely hurt today. I- I think you should take a break'' as you glared at him. ''Are you saying that I'm not capable of taking care of myself'' you shot back. ''Yeah, that's EXACTLY what he said and MEANT!'' yelled Bakugou. ''Now now 'Kaachan' don't upset our little baby, she needs to be treated with care'' said Todoroki calmly as Katsuki yelled at him not to call him Kaachan. Wait..... OUR BABY!!??

''Y/N chan, even if you have 2 powerful quirks you aren't capable of defending yourself, you'll need bigger and stronger heroes to protect you from getting hurt. And we think it's for the best if you stop hero work. I mean, what sort of heroes would we be if we can't protect you from getting hurt?'' crooned Deku as he leaned closer to you 

''What are you sickos even on to?'' you snarled at them. ''Hmph... for once I actually agree with Shitty Deku. And hopefully this will be the last time I agree with him'' grumbled Bakugou

''Aww.... baby, we tried explaining it to you. To make it short, We are going to be YOUR heroes and from now on, you don't need to even work when you have big strong 3 heroes looking after you'' said Todoroki pressed a wet rag on your mouth and before you could even protest, the chloroform had knocked you out as you tried to hear what the voices around you were saying as the room started spinning 

''I feel so bad for drugging our darling puppy like that'' whined Midoriya as Bakugou told him to shut up. ''I wonder how long it will take for her to adjust to her new life with us'' said Todoroki as Bakugou said, ''She WILL live with us from now on whether they like it or not. The nerd can't go even a SECOND without injuring themselves and if they put up a fight..... we can too'' boomed Bakugou as the other 2 nodded in agreement 

'Hope she'll like her new home'' mumbled Midoriya as he felt certain that you'd thank them for rescuing you from your old life. They were doing this for YOU after all. You were their precious angel, their darling and the light of their lives and they just didn't want to see you hurt

You. were. THEIRS. and there wasn't ANYTHING anyone could do about it.....

[serxinns]

New fic coming up!?...

So I saw this fic om Wattpad called it was a Yandere Bnha Ships X Reader (sadly discontinued) and I decided "Hey I wanna make a fic like that? So what do you guys think should I?

If so what characters and ships do you want me to add and what reader should be!

(If you wanna check out the fic the user is Chocolate_milk77

[hi65387]

You Are Ours. (Poly! Yandere! Soulmate! BNHA x Female Reader) Intro

Y/n never dreamed of meeting her soulmates like everybody else. Instead when she pictured the future it had alwaydifference.asher and a bunch of cats. That was what she wanted in life not a soulmate around constantly to annoy her. Which his funny as she had more then one soulmate.

She knew thinks to her multiple soulmate clocks. They counted down to to roughly the say time with a few seconds difference. Y/n just wanted to meet them, tell them it was strictly platonic, and leave to find the nearest cat to pet.

Y/n decided to best course of action was to meet them near a cat cafe. So roughly 12 minutes before her clocks went off she made her way to sit outside her favorite cafe full of cats. Y/n After a few minutes of sitting and listening to music on a bench. She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see some recognizable pro heroes as her soulmate clocks went off.