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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 3 years ago

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Yandere Neighbor Wars: Gingerbread Houses

Kiribaku 🥊💥Vs Tododeku 🔥❄🥦

A/n so first of all at one point in the story there is a decision that can be made

I'm gonna make this poll a separate post that you guys can vote on depending on the amount of votes will determine if this gets a sequel. Do it if you want Don't Idc I do

Anyway enjoy!! Love ya babes🖤🖤

⚠[Warning: Yanderes and their behavior/mindset, violence, mentions and attempts of murder, slight sexual mention, polyamory (duh)]⚠

🥊💥🔥❄🥦You were known as the young and infamous host in your town

🥊💥🔥❄🥦The Karens, Soccermoms, helicopter parents alike worshipped you at the top of their food chain

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Slick and sauve you were the mean girl of wonderful events and the community (queen/king) of charity

🥊💥🔥❄🥦When Karens stepped out of line you whipped them back in place with your passive but very aggressive speech

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Your youth, your finesse is envied by all the elders and they flock around for your approval like starving ducks for bread

🥊💥🔥❄🥦All this attention can be so tiring and it's hard to hang out with the ripe apples when the rotten cling so harshly

🥊💥🔥❄🥦So that's why you came up with your own little club

🥊💥🔥❄🥦In your party specific club you called Young-People-Wine and Dines (YPWD for short) you’d run ideas for parties/events by them

🥊💥🔥❄🥦This weekly even you’d host where you got together with other mid-20s wine-lovers

🥊💥🔥❄🥦you guys would gossip, drink, plan scheme connect

🥊💥🔥❄🥦This group consisted of both men and woman the latter being the majority

🥊💥🔥❄🥦One of the guys that had just recently been invited in your little posse was Todoroki Shoto

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Newly moved in with his husband: a cute little green haired guy

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Shoto immediately captivated the group with his higher status interests and refined taste plus he was hot

🥊💥🔥❄🥦The ladies in your group quite like that

🥊💥🔥❄🥦but he had to go through you before he got the final -go-ahead

🥊💥🔥❄🥦You started hanging out with him and his husband a bit more often

🥊💥🔥❄🥦You found that he was honestly really socially awkward but he was still open to making friends

🥊💥🔥❄🥦you like that

🥊💥🔥❄🥦You were thinking about having his husband join but Shoto attested to how much of a light-weight he was

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Bakugo and Kirishima on the otherhand were seasoned members of the YPWD

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Both having been almost equal to you in your hosting game

🥊💥🔥❄🥦The ‘War of Hosts’ where the neighborhood was stretched between you two in your rivalry

🥊💥🔥❄🥦At a standstill, you guys were forced to level with each other

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Specifically with Bakugo who had been the face of your competition majority of the time

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Being just as competitive if not more than him you both really took petty to another level

🥊💥🔥❄🥦‘Hey I just decided I’m gonna have a bazaar on Friday!’

🥊💥🔥❄🥦‘Oh that's nice I won’t be able to attend because I’m hosting the neighborhood kids art show.’

🥊💥🔥❄🥦‘Oh really? Well guess who’s also hosting the annual bake-off next week?’

🥊💥🔥❄🥦The only voice of reason, Kirishima, was either completely ignored or convinced to back up his husband

🥊💥🔥❄🥦But now that you were on better terms this couple had become part your cult club of clique-y hosts and nosy neighbors

🥊💥🔥❄🥦It wasn’t all that bad

🥊💥🔥❄🥦After the main group had dispersed Bakugo would stay behind and help you clean

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Conveniently his husband always seemed to be awake and ready to come over and give you a massage while you all laid out your schedules for the week

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Though this seemed to change with Shoto here

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Now he and his husband would host the meetings, lay out schedules, and sometimes even let you pass out on their bed

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Kirishima and Bakugo weren’t pleased their spots as your best husbands friends had been taken but they wouldn’t go down that easy

🥊💥🔥❄🥦So between hosting different events they would aim to kill each other and gain your praise

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Yes kill

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Now usually trying to kill your neighbor is taboo because

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Rule No.1–You live too close by; when the fuzz comes questioning you will be some of the first to be suspected

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Rule No.2-Rarely can you poison somebody at a community event; unless you’re trying to commit genocide

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Rule No.3-Its hard to commit a crime where your victim can escape and with one scream ruin your reputation completely

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Hence the couples’ multiple plans to off one another with ‘accidents’

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Like at Izuku and Shoto’s 'book club adventure' Eijiro was nearly crushed by a bookcase

🥊💥🔥❄🥦“Oh no! Are you alright Kirishima-kun?”

🥊💥🔥❄🥦He was. But no one noticed the annoyance blooming on Izuku’s face as he asked

🥊💥🔥❄🥦And no one would suspect anything when Katsuki and Eijiro’s ‘decorate for a neighbor campaign’ nearly had completely frozen icicles impale Shoto

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Of course thanks to Izuku’s quick thinking his husband would avoid a freak accident

🥊💥🔥❄🥦This would be no different when you finally proposed that just the five of you build gingerbread houses

🥊💥🔥❄🥦You, as the host, will time their gingerbread houses and you the fashionistas in the group chat would judge which is the best -best one wins a favor from you

🥊💥🔥❄🥦AFAVORFROMYOU!!!!!

🥊💥🔥❄🥦It was as though Santa came early and had given the opportunity to set phase 4 into action

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Phase 4 oh yeah…Its the 3rd to final stage in a plan for their relationship with you

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Phase 1: Make sure you get along with the more anti-social one in the couple-check

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Phase 2: Get into the YPWD and become influential among the neighborhood-check

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Phase 3: Get you comfortable with you in a routine-check

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Phase 4: Integrate you into the relationship-still in progress

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Now they both are aware this isn’t conventional but then again being madly in love with you isn’t either

🥊💥🔥❄🥦So finding creative ways to get you used to it was always welcome

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Tododeku decided they had the advantage of the things that interested you most right now:

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Calm environment, people willing to cater to you, and money

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Both their jobs as a special agent for the Japanese military and as an arms dealer provided more than enough money to throw at you and they were always welcoming you to stay a while

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Sometimes a little too much, acting like whiny puppies when you start heading for the door

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Kiribaku have time and familiarity on their side along with money as well

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Unlike Tododeku this couple doesn’t rely on money as heavily

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Kiribaku do more so on their dynamic as a group

🥊💥🔥❄🥦That maybe partly because Shoto just has always had money and doesn’t always know that the things he does is that of a rich person

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Izuku has tried to explain but honestly if Shoto does understand he’s not gonna listen

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Let him spoil his snowflake

🥊💥🔥❄🥦Back to Kiribaku they know you really well and although they may not have the hyper-calculative Deku but Bakugo can do just as fine if not better than that extra.

Seeing as everyone is quite confident about their chances at winning the event might go like this:

“Alright you guys before you start, I have some snacks if you want…” The boys were anxious enough, they definitely didn’t need whatever wonderful snacks you made for them…okay maybe just one. In your townhouse’s living room you had two fold out tables with blankets obscuring what was assumed to be the box and tools for the gingerbread houses.

Bakugo beelined towards you blocking your view from your guests entirely. “Pipsqueak I’ve got a bone to pick with you!” “What why?” He really was just talking nonsense; it was part of the plan after all.

“Look Kirishima, I just want this to be a clean competition, ok?” Izuku was borderline pleading he had been fed up with the amount of times his husband was put in mortal danger and he honestly just wanted to relax for this season.

“Please, it's Christmas.”

Internally Ejiro sighed in relief, “I agree let's just keep this an easy and manly competition.” He was really happy that at least someone in this feud just wanted a break. So quickly did they become intense adversaries since loving you has become involved. I mean they were never very close but the manliness of Izuku on the battlefield and just his typical moral to have such a not really healthy rivalry with his husband was admirable. And he just wanted to enjoy the holidays without the fear of your ex-friends killing you. Maybe this season could bring a more refined sense of friendly competition and maybe open up their homes to-

“But you have to keep your angry pomeranian on a leash.”

“Shoto-” “If he bothers me at all during this I will return the favor, that's all I’m saying.”

Before Eijiro could retort Bakugo was back and you were ready to start. Shoto’s glaring at Bakugo wasn’t missed by you and you figured interrupting them with the timing would fix it,” 10, 9,8-”

“Stupid hair, I’ll do decorating and you do the walls”

“Okay.”

“Try not to use too much frosting.”

“Okay.”

“But don’t use too little.”

“Katsu-”

“Aaaand go!”

The couples were off building their gingerbread houses. Izuku opted to build the house and instructed Shoto to make separate decorations. Similarly Kirishima was focused on the house while Katsuki hovered and corrected him without trying to interfere. While criticizing over his husband's shoulder he matched the glare of Shoto who was stitching a tiny little mistletoe with candy. He returned it in full force and when Shoto got up to retrieve a napkin from the kitchen he happened to quickly kick his shin. Smiling in victory as Icy-hot tumbled down to the floor earning a distant ‘ouch’ from you before reminding the teams of their times.

“Five minutes!”

Without looking to check on his returning husband he asked ‘if he was ok’ only to be responded with silence, which he knew was a nod in affirmation. Switching places now both Shoto and Bakugo were focused on decorating with their counterparts, respectively.

“Hey Bakugo” Shoto uttered with tight lips focused on his gingerbread house and checking to make sure Izuku was too focused on his task.

“What Icy-hot?”

“Your fly is down,”

“What?”

“Your zipper isn’t up”

Bakugo tilted his neck to see that there was nothing wrong with his pants but before he could call the cheater out his face was knocked into the frosting rooftop of his gingerbread house.

“S’cuse me I need another napkin.” The offending elbow of the man had continued to innocently swing in step with its master who sauntered off to get a napkin. You were laughing, holding your stomach as you saw your angriest neighbor practically melt off the frosting covering his face as he turned as red as his husband’s hair. Izuku and Kirishima each had to hold in their own laughs as well.

He was livid but he worked through it because of the time as announced by you nearing ever closer to the end. “O-ne one-”,another stray giggle, “one minute and thirty-two seconds.”

After they were finished you took pictures and uploaded them to the group chat for your judges to decide who did best.

“Alright now that that is over let's binge watch Christmas movies!” The group collectively agreed with you before moving over to your couch. The race was both a slow and speedy one to see where you’ll sit. You pick the homealone series as you move your pillows and decorations on the couch. When you decide to sit down it's between Bakugo and Izuku, both who would glare at one another behind your head when they both try to put their arms around you during the plane scene.

Suddenly you pop up and they are all equal again following you excitedly run and get more snacks. I mean they hate when you go and love to watch you leave. You return with a bowl of Christmas popcorn and a beanbag for yourself. As you settle into your seat you can hear the sighs of distress and the sucking of teeth from a certain blonde.

You giggle throughout the movie ignoring the birds and the tongues you can see each couple sticking out the other. You very much loved your bachelor life but the anarchy of these married folks made Christmas pretty fun.

Maybe another competition is in order.

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contorted-curruptions · 3 years ago

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*-Mug Shot-*-Poly KiriBaku X reader-*-part one-*

Note: Surprise Saturday, I got carried away with the story and thought it might be best to section it off in two parts so you’ll be getting this one and another post tomorrow peeps, I hope you enjoy my first attempt at a story like this one. Smut is not in this one so if you are looking for that you’ll find it tomorrow, until then please feel free to enjoy this. Also all characters are aged up and the time the story takes place is when they are already pro heroes, so keep that in mind.

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Running, running, the sound of bare feet harshly pounding across the hard surface of the ground below. The pavement cold and merciless on your bare feet, you feel the damage from all the running with no shoes. As you run the sound of your terror echoes out across the soundless night, the streets so empty, not like how they usually are in the daytime. Not a soul will hear you and if they do it’ll be a little too late. It’s dark and only the street lights give you any semblance of where you are going. You hear and feel your heartbeat pounding away in your chest, that feeling becoming more painful with each pound. You feel yourself falter a bit more but you can’t afford to stop, can’t afford to stop running even for a minute. You know they have to be hot on your tail, know they won’t waste time in giving chase once they know you have fled the scene, that most horrifying scene that you left behind. The images flash through your mind as you ran churning your stomach and bringing fresh tears to your eyes. You stifle a sob but that makes your chest clench most painfully but worst of all in this panic while you turn into an alleyway you haven’t noticed the glass scattering across the entrance of the alley. Though you become sorely aware of it once your feet make contact with the shards causing you to let out a scream at the pain shooting through the fresh wounds the glass makes. You wind up tumbling to the ground, you scuff up your hands and knees as you make contact earning more painful noises from you. You fell unceremoniously on the ground in a small heap. Those sobs you kept in achingly inside your chest burst out and you howl out, hot tears now streaming down your face.

For a moment you lose your resolve while you lay there in that heap on the pavement. The pain from all the running through the city catching up with you. Your breathing erratic and you are finding it hard to catch the breath that you lost during this chase. You feel dizzy, your entire body aching in agony, and for this time all you can focus on is the sheer panic coursing through your entire form. You need to get up, need to, have to, you can’t just keep lying like this out in the open, they’ll find you. Another surge of adrenaline gives you the energy you need, you rise to your feet and start running again. You are ignoring the pain in your feet and in other areas of your body which is over-exhausting. You’re Focusing on what is dead ahead of you, a building that looks abandoned. You can focus on much of anything else except the idea of escaping, the idea you can hide and rest a moment. Though, you have to wonder what you are going to do. You can’t run forever and you doubt hiding will do you much good either. No, not when facing off with two pro heroes who are much more experienced than you. Two pro heroes and friends you never had thought until now would have done something like this in the first place and no one else will believe such a claim either. No one will convict two heroes that have done nothing but good.

These thoughts alone left you feeling alone, so very alone. Who do you turn to in a time like this one? Who will even believe you? You, a simple book store clerk and hobbyist selling random things for fun? You are what most would call a nobody, just another face in the crowd, which is why you have to wonder what wound you up getting mixed up with these two in the first place. However, this is no time to think about that. There is no time to be drudging back into the past when what you need to focus on is finding a solution to your problem. A solution that doesn’t come easy or seemingly at all. The alarm of this chase slowly starts to dull into confusion as to why you haven’t been hearing anything from the two who should be hunting you down right now. You haven’t even seen a glimpse of either of the two males you figure are after you currently. Everything quiet and dark, not a sound, not a peep, nothing. You pause your running once reaching the abandoned building and making your way inside. You pant and groan, your lungs and everything else feeling like they are on fire. You place your hands on your knees and take in a deep gasp of breath before coughing loudly. You are choking and gasping after all that running, that dizzy feeling coming back to you. You stumble to the wall and lean against it, you in this tiring state slide down not caring about the filth on it or the ground under you, and there is trash along with other more grimy looking things all around, nonetheless at the moment, you choose to ignore it. Your body too worn and your mind still scattering about too much to really mind it all. All you need is to breathe, that is all you can think, you need a moment. Maybe if lucky, they aren’t chasing you after all. You can only hope that is the case yet you can’t be too certain so you know you can’t linger for too long.

“Fuck...fuck...it stings damn it…why…?!”

You curse under your breath finally starting to feel the glass in your feet you didn’t bother to remove before. You are fearful to even look at the bottoms of your feet right now, you can only imagine how torn up they must look currently, The blood. Looking off you can see the small trail leading to you. You let out a small whimper as you raise your hands to look at them. They too sting badly from falling a few times before. Looking them over it seems they have been torn up pretty badly. A few rocks rest under the skin now, you poke at the bloody and bruising flesh trying to scoot a rock from under the flesh to get it out only to hiss from how it feels to do so and once more curse.

“Damn it…stings...”

You say in a whimper as you move to curl up into yourself, more tears start to cascade down your cheeks, that tight feeling in your chest returning.

“(BF/n), oh god...what am I...?!”

You curl up and start sobbing the images of your beloved’s corpse chard and beaten to a pulp on the floor creeping into your brain, it once more causes you to feel sick. It makes you want to vomit. The smell, the sight, the screaming before all that, those are things you know you’ll never forget. All of them tear you up inside, this is all your fault after all if it weren’t for taking on that project for the two pro heroes you wouldn’t have been winding up here, would you?

It had been a simple day, one like any other, the sky was bright and sunny dotted with a few clouds which you had remembered you stared up at that day. It was very nice unlike tonight, cold and unbearable regardless you remember you woke up beside your lover then. Your boyfriend had given you a good morning kiss like always ever since you had moved in together. Honestly, you hadn’t been in that house together all that long, only a couple of months but those moments spent together had been a dream. A dream you hadn’t wanted to wake up from. You would both get up and get ready to go to work. That morning you showered together, you both got a bit frisky that morning. You and your boyfriend would make out tongues danced together while your arms would be wrapped around each other. You could feel how well your bodies fit together.

Hard to believe that is all over now, that lovely little dream with your boyfriend dead, as dead as he is now. You will never feel that perfect fit with him again. Knowing that sends another wave of pain through you and causes another sob to echo out from your chest as you shiver and wish for the warmth of your lover. Right now you feel more cold and alone than ever before.

Continuing that trip down memory lane, you could recall you left the house alone that day. Your boyfriend would take his car to work and you would walk, being that you didn’t live that far away from the book store which you work at. You can’t help but think that years ago you wouldn’t have seen yourself working in such a place and it’s not because you don’t like books more so you have problems dealing with people. It fills you with a lot of anxiety to deal with things most days. Honestly, you feel you might have just wasted away if it wasn’t for your boyfriend who always seemed to have your back when you needed it. What are you going to do now that he is gone? Are you going to spiral out of control? No, somehow you will stay strong for his sake.

Regardless, continuing on. The day moved forward normally nothing seemed out of place, not even the random email you had gotten when you came home. The email was another commission for a project by another faceless person. You didn’t know that this request would wind you up in deep trouble later, in that deep trouble now. The commission seemed all too normal. The client wanted something special done for an anniversary gift for their boyfriend which seemed very cute to you. Really you sort of like hearing from the clients more than most do. The theme was simple it was to be a Red Riot and Ground Zero themed item or rather mugs. They wanted it to be a bit flashy or at least the art on them to be, it was something you could do, Honestly. Despite not being that into heroes, you were happy to do this for the client. You love making things and even more so making those who enjoy your work happy. So like with any other client you got to work after you sorted through the details, and actually, you were very excited. This was something you could do with your boyfriend, he was much more into the whole hero thing than you were and still are. Funny enough your boyfriend did like those two in particular. They were heroes that he very much enjoyed so that day you learned quite a lot about the pair of heroes in question.

The project went on as normal and with your newfound information, you made the gift extra special. You wanted to be very specific to the client’s taste so you tried to ask questions however they seemed very lax about everything they had said that they trusted your judgment. You didn’t mind this one bit. You had given the client updates and he seemed to like them. Eventually, the day came for the project to be done and you shipped them out. You had been very proud of your work and even your boyfriend was. Actually, Your boyfriend had got all pouty, he wished he could keep them which you had found funny then...what you would give to be able to hear him laugh again, to see that smile, and now that was stolen from you.

For a long while, things seemed alright, there had been no word from the client. However, you had been paid so you assumed they were happy with what they had gotten. It wasn’t until a full two months later that things started to kick off again. The day had started normal enough, you made it to the bookstore on time, and would work as you normally would. That day was quiet, not many customers, and most of the day spent slacked off with your coworker while doing what needed to be done around the store. Though at some point the bell on the door would sound it would call you back to the front of the store. A young man with crimson red spikey hair and eyes was the one who sounded the bell when he walked in. Upon further inspection your eyes would widen you would form a recognition with the redhead in the store, it was the hero Red Riot. You couldn’t help but stand there dumbfounded.

“H-Hello and welcome to Nook Books, how can I help you?”

That had been what you said when you finally had found your words, your voice had come out in a bit of a stutter and you had given him a small nervous laugh. He responded to your more shy behavior with merely a smile and offered up an adorable laugh of his own, which actually eased your own anxiety towards the situation at the time.

“Hey there, yeah I could actually use a bit of help finding a book.”

You would smile at the young hero and gave a small nod, you of course were always happy to help the customer, and there was no exception then either. Not to mention you were face to face with the hero Red Riot and at that time you had been oh too excited to be in his presence for the fact you could tell your boyfriend about the encounter. Maybe if you were lucky you could get an autograph, or maybe at least a picture, though to be honest you also hadn’t wanted to bother him so you so it was just a debate in your mind. you at the time though knew it would make your boyfriend happy if you would get it.

“Ah yes, well I’m happy to help, what book are you looking for?”

You would offer up one of your best smiles and try not to fidget too much however you had already shifted to and fro a bit out of nervousness already.

“Ah well, haha, I kinda don’t know…”

You would blink a moment in confusion but nod a moment before you responded.

“You don’t know? Are you buying for someone else?”

You would question a moment, you thought maybe his mind had been on someone else when he thought of the book he wanted, it might have been a gift if he wasn’t sure what kind of book he was on the look for however just as well he might just not had been sure what type of book he needed for himself, but something told you it wasn’t for him, you had a felt that way anyway.

“Haha, yeah, it isn’t for me, though he’s very special to me, he’s a bit difficult to buy for sometimes. Do you have any books that would be more action-packed and manly?”

You had smiled when you listened to his explanation for who it was for and even giggled when you heard what exactly he was had been in search for. There were many, many books on hand that could cover what he wanted but with so little given and that he said the other was difficult to buy for well it seemed like a slightly daunting task. Even so at that time you were determined to find the perfect book for this special someone that he had talked about. You smiled and worked very hard, you asked specific questions to try and get a better gauge on what type of book to get. If only you had known what you had been dealing with back then you wouldn’t have worked as hard as you did to make him happy. You wouldn’t have been as pleasant to him, but sadly you hadn’t known and you had been as positive and polite as possible. You even asked more than you would have given your normal comfort zone. You had tired yourself out on one customer something you wouldn’t usually do, but you wanted to impress the male. You wanted to make sure someone like him left very happy. You did manage that, you got him the perfect book, after you found that book for him you brought him over to the register to check him out.

“I think that book will make him smile, and if it doesn’t feel free to hold me accountable.”

You would chirp out as you rang up the book, you had a good conversation with the young hero. He’d even told you his name which was interesting to know. Kirishima seemed to talk about Ground Zero. Of course, it was said they were good friends so you supposed that was only natural, and he’d mentioned a few other interesting aspects about himself which had tickled you to learn about. It wasn’t every day you could have said you got to talk to a pro hero.

“Don’t worry, I trust your judgment, I don’t think you’d steer me wrong haha.”

You would nod and laugh as you placed the book in a bag and told him how much the book would be, Kirishima would pay you and you would hand him the bag, of course surprisingly he didn’t rush off after that, he would stick by the counter a moment.

“Before I go, would you like an autograph or something?”

He had given you a big grin and you would blink, you had held back and tried not to ask because you hadn’t wanted to bother him and there he asked you about what you had wanted from him, almost too eager you lept at the opportunity.

“Y-Yes actually I’d love that, my boyfriend is a big fan.”

At the first part of your statement it would seem that Kirishima was very happy to hear what you had to say but as you look back on it now you realize that he had twitched lightly, he had made a small change in his facial expression that said something else when you mentioned your boyfriend, you thought nothing of it back then but now it was very apparent that he was upset to hear you were with someone and that the reason you wanted a picture and autograph was because of him and not because you were a fan.

“Yeah? Alright then, glad I could help you make his day like you made mine.”

After that, you would get to pose with him for a picture and he would sign a piece of notebook paper for you, it was the only thing you had on hand at the moment, but he happily signed it for you. You also hadn’t noticed that he looked for more reasons to make conversation with you but your coworker interrupted and him unlike your boyfriend wasn’t very fond of heroes so he could care less that one was in the store other than the fact it meant that the store might get a good review from someone who mattered.

“(Y/n), I need you to do something for me in the back.”

Your coworker would speak up, you could tell from the tone of his voice he just wanted to hurry things along.

“Oh, I don’t want to keep you. It was nice to meet you, (Y/n). Hopefully, I’ll see you again.”

With that Kirishima had given you a small smile and wave before he made his way to the door.

“Yeah, you too, have a lovely day, I hope the person you were buying for enjoys your gift!!”

You would call back to him before he fully left, you hadn’t thought about how he used your first name, you didn’t tell him he couldn’t then, which would come to be a mistake later, many things would lead to being mistakes you couldn’t have fathomed being so problematic. After that meet with him, you had continued work only to be nagged by your coworker about doing your job in a timely fashion which irked you quite a lot but you hadn’t let it ruin your day. Like you assumed your boyfriend would be over the moon to see the autograph and to see the picture you had been so pleased to see his smile, that night was one to remember, Your boyfriend had been so excited he made love to you. Part of you doesn’t want to remember that part, only because it’s yet another thing that you will never have from him again, and giving the current situation, you find it inappropriate.

Suddenly you hear a loud bang echo out, a growl and cussing from not too far away from where you are in the building. Your heart begins pounding in your chest, it looks like those who were chasing you after you had fled are finally here to collect you. Your breathing picks up and you move scrabbling to your feet. If you stay here they’ll find you for sure, that is all that you are thinking about, you need to escape and now.

“Where the fuck are you (Y/n)!! I know you’re fucking here, can’t hide forever idiot!!”

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shorkbrian · 4 years ago

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hnhuhuhuhuu

For some reason? I’m seeing them as like, staff at like a restaurant. Like Kiri’s a waiter, Bakugou’s a chef (ofc).

(No NSFW, they scare off a S/O, gender neutral reader)

So you go this nice restaurant with your family one night, y’know, family dinners and all. The waiter’s cheery, smile brighter than a field of sunflowers. The ambiance of the place is nice, the food is delicious, but really, it’s the service that makes you want to come back.

The redheaded waiter is so quick, so attentive, refilling your glass of water as soon as you take a sip. He cracks jokes while your family decides what to eat (even when your dad goes through the e n t i r e menu and asks what each item tastes like) and somehow, his upbeat mood puts you in a happy mood yourself.

Your mom asks for the chef - apparently she’s so impressed with the food that she wants to thank him personally (she owns the bakery you work at, so it makes sense that she can recognize hard work and dedication to the art of making food).

A grumpy blond comes out, escorted by the redheaded waiter, and your entire family showers the two men in compliments about the food, the service, their looks. You gave your own two cents, telling the brusque chef that his food is exquisite, that he’s incredible; telling the bright waiter that he was amazing at his job, he made the dining experience ten times better.

The redhead blushes, cheeks going bright as his hair as he stammers his thanks, and the blond fixes you with the most intense stare you’ve ever felt in your life. It’s intimidating, but you just offer a friendly smile, and his eyes slide away.

The pair retreat back to their work stations, and your family finishes their food. Before you go, the redheaded waiter saunters up to the table with a smile, says the meal is free of charge.

----

You go back to the restaurant a few times - often solo, occasionally with a member or two of your family. You always get the same waiter no matter where you sit, Kirishima, and you’re grateful - he’s such a fun, happy man.

After the first couple of times, the mean-looking chef, Bakugou, comes out to your table whenever you arrive. Apparently Kirishima tells him when you show up, and then the two men hover and ask what fancies your palate tonight, how your day was, anything fun happen since the last time you came? Bakugou always prods, asking gruffly what you thought of the dish he made for you last time, asks what you’re in the mood for, maybe something sweet? He’s intimidating, but whenever you compliment or praise him, the tips of his ears turn red.

It becomes a common occurrence for the two men to get yelled at by their coworkers, admonished for giving a customer such blatant special treatment. Bakugou yells back, disturbing the rest of the restaurant. Honestly, it’s embarrassing having the other customers give you nasty looks, as if you were the one forcing the two men to spend thirty-plus minutes catering to you. Kirishima is hardly ever less than an arm’s length away, and if you so much as cough, the big man is rubbing your back, making sure you aren’t choking. His eyes are always on you, even if he has to go serve someone across the room.

Soon, it becomes uncomfortable enough that your visits become less and less common. Each time, you get bombarded with prying questions - What’s keeping you so busy? You don’t like the dishes Bakugou’s making for you? Is one of the other customers bothering you?

You try to keep your answers short - work’s been crazy, you love the food Bakugou makes, no Kiri, none of the customers are bothering you (unlike two very persistent employees).

They aren’t satisfied. Bakugou pushes for your number, and when you dodge the insistent man. Kirishima writes both his and Bakugou’s cell down on his order pad, tucks it into your purse with a smile.

Somehow they get your number.

Both of their numbers get blocked.

You stop going to the restaurant.

----

When you get into a relationship, you’re so excited, and it’s been a while since you’ve gone to the restaurant, that you don’t even consider Bakugou and Kirishima when you take you S/O to the restaurant.

You should’ve.

The lively, spirited Kirishima is sour, curt, short with you as he takes your order, glares at your date when they order, scoffs when they take a second to decide.

Bakugou comes out after your meal, doesn’t notice your date when he storms over to badger you about where you’ve been, why you blocked their numbers. Then he catches sight of the person sitting opposite you. He goes quiet. Kirishima comes up besides him, whispers something in his ear, and then both men are glaring daggers at your poor S/O, who’s noticeably uncomfortable.

You file a complaint with the restaurant manager.

Your S/O quickly breaks it off with you the next day. Something about how they don’t think you mesh well together. You know that it’s probably because of the threatening way they were treated at the restaurant.

You storm over to the restaurant right before it closes, barely restrain slapping Kirishima in the face when he brightens at the sight of you, completely alone. You hiss that you’d like to talk to him and Bakugou, and Kirishima quickly agrees that the three of you need to talk, but they’re both working right now, so wait ten minutes until they close,’kay? Then they’re all yours.

Twelve minutes later sees you sitting down at a table across from Bakugou and Kirishima, both men watching you expectantly. You tell them off.

They’ve been harassing you, they ruined your relationship by being possessive and intimidating jerks to your S/O, they’ve crossed several boundaries.

You honestly wanted to just yell at them for a bit.

After you finish your tirade, both men are irritated. Eyebrows drawn low, Bakugou’s mouth twisted into the fiercest scowl you’ve ever seen; Kirishima leaning forward, tapping his fingers slowly across the tabletop, face pinched, angry.

You get up to leave, neither man stops you.

Somehow, as you push open the heavy restaurant door, you feel like you’ve made a mistake.

When you wake up in a dark room, no memory of what you were doing, where you were, how you got here - you know you’ve made a mistake.

When a door opens, flooding light into the tiny, barren room, you realize you made the worst mistake of your life.

Bakugou and Kirishima, stalking towards you like two apex predators, are going to make that clear.

Yeah, Bakugou crouches down next to you, cocks his head, smiles; Kirishima circles behind you, puts a giant hand on your shoulder - you’re going to regret brushing them off.

#yandere #polykiribaku #polyamory #poly relationship #yandere kirishima eijirou #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere kiribaku #stalker bakugou #stalker Kirishima #but like #not really #intense tho #poor reader #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere kirishima #yandere bakugou #kiribaku x reader

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mango-bango-bby · 2 years ago

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Could I request a (poly) kiribaku where the darling just happens to come across them hiding a body and the darling just overhears it all and just panics.

♡ Caught Red-Handed ♡

(A/N: I love writing stuff where reader catches the yandere doing something bad, I love it!!! I hope you like this it ended up being longer than I intended it to be haha 💖💕)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, being lost in the mountains, murder, mentions of blood, burying a body, panic attacks, slight delusional Kiri

Summary: You accidentally catch Kirishima and Bakugou hiding a body (Yan!Bakugou x GN!reader x Yan!Kirishima)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You knew you shouldn’t have taken this stupid hike! You had a day off so you thought it might be nice to go on a little hike. Go out into nature, see some animals, get some fresh air. And it was nice! At first. But then you got lost. You now wander aimlessly though the thick woods, trying to find your way back to the path.

You sigh, frustrated that you’re still lost. It’s even dark out now. You sit down on a nearby rock, finally resting after an hour of walking. Your feet hurt so bad, as if you would fall over with the next step. Your phone died a while ago so you can’t call anyone, or know how long you’ve been lost.

Just as you begin to wonder if you’re going to die out here, you hear it. In the distance you hear noises. Just it’s not any animal noises, wind, or running water from a river. It sounds like... voices. You stand up despite your pain. There are other people!

You stumble your way over to where you hear the muffled voices. The closer you get you can make our what they’re saying. It sounds like two men. You slow down the closer you get, actually listening to their conversation. “You’re the one that went overboard” One says, you hear the other man huff angrily.

“How could I not? His fucking face when he was flirting with them... I just wanted to bash it in” A more gruff voice says, his words causing you to almost stop walking. His words scared you, the venom that he said them with. But they were just talking, maybe they weren’t actually violent.

You can see them now, a redhead and a man with blond hair. The blond one was carrying a man on his back, the redhead holdings large shovel. You stand in shock, trying to convince yourself that they’re not burying a dead body.

“I know, I did too. But I didn’t wanna kill him, just wanted to beat him to a pulp. Teach him a lesson of what happens when he flirts with them” Kirishima says, turning his head at the sound of a branch snap. Both him and Bakugou stand still for a moment, listening. As much as you try to conceal your frantic breath, they still hear it.

Kirishima looks over at Bakugou, them both silently agreeing that they had a witness. Kirishima nods, silently saying he’ll go check it out. Kirishima calmly walks over to where the breathing is coming from. You don’t try to run, you’re not even sure why. You fall to the ground, curling up behind a tree. You hold your arms up to hide your face, scrunching your eyes shut as if everything will just disappear as you do.

Kirishima smiles, hearing your intense breathing. “Hi, sweetie, you were the last person we expected to see here” He smiles, bending down to your level. His voice is so cheerful despite the situation.

“Baby, are you alright?” Kirishima asks, watching you tremble and try to pack away from him. You feel light headed from your erratic breathing, your cheeks become tingly. “Hey, breathe in and breathe out, breathe in and breathe out” he says trying to calm you down from your panic attack.

It obviously doesn’t help though. You’re convinced you’re going to die in this moment. You finally look up at him, sobbing even harder at the sight of the dried blood splattered over him. You don’t look at him for long before you slip into unconsciousness. The last thing you think before passing out is at least you won’t be awake when they kill you.

Kirishima gently takes you into his arms, picking you up and walking back over to Bakugou. “Definitely not who we were expecting” He jokes, seeing the shock in the other mans eyes. “What the hell were they doing out here by themselves?” Bakugou asks.

“No idea. But I say we work fast before they wake up. You go bury him, I’ll take them to the car. Then we can take them home”

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

#tw #yandere bnha #yandere bakugou #yandere!bakugou #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere katsuki #yandere katsuki x reader #yandere eijiro #yandere!keigo #yandere eijiro x reader #yandere kirishima #yandere!kirishima #yandere kirishima x reader

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thetreefairy · 2 years ago

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How would yanderes TodoDeku(poly romantic) and KiriBaku(poly) react to the reader playing a flute that was gifted to her by someone from another dimension who has feelings for her? It’s like the music from the flute can connect with reader and her friend, there’s a special connection between them

Destiny

they/them reader, afab, they/them makes it easier for me to write, because I already do it out of habit

genshin x bnha

cuz Xiao, my beloved, why didn't you come home :(, Diluc made me lose the 50/50 ;-;

TodoDeku (romantic poly!, aged up)

They aren't that happy when they found out

When they kidnapped reader, reader was begging for their flute.

Shoto and Izuku gave it to them, in the hope it would make it a bit easier on them

they would be locked in the basement and late at night they would play, thinking their kidnappers would be asleep

Their friend Xiao, was furious when he saw the chains around their arms

Together they hatched a plan for Reader to escape. But Reader doesn't know that Xiao is a yandere as well :D but that's not really important right now <3

When TodoDeku heard another flute joining them, they opened the basement door and saw a faint hologram of Xiao, which disappeared when they stopped playing.

"Who was that?" Izuku asked, his voice calm, but ready to force it out of Reader if he must. "No-one?"

"Don't lie." Shoto hissed. "He's no-one in this universe."

"Ha?" Izuku was holding Reader's arms digging into them with his nails. "Xiao is from another universe! My quirk is universal travel! Only my soul got connected with Xiao's! And our souls are combined in our flutes! So that we can talk easier!"

You can bet your ass that you won't play the flute ever again.

And you'll be forced to sleep in TodoDeku's room now, in fear that you'll communicate with Xiao. :(

KiriBaku (Platonic! Poly!, aged up)

Now, you're a teen, a teen that loves to annoy their parents, and when you met Xiao, your mischief just became worse.

When KiriBaku adopted Reader on the forms it said that their quirkless.

When you brought a flute with special ingravements they were of course curious.

You rambled all about how you did have a quirk, that helps you travel through different world and how you met an amazing friend called Xiao who gave you a special flute and when you play it He'll be able to hear it.

And when he plays you'll be able to hear it.

And if you play in sync you both can travel to each other's universes during the day.

KiriBaku didn't know how to react

They wanted to meet Xiao

Fine by you.

When they did Bakugo blurted out: "Emo boy."

"Reader said the same, when they met me." Xiao said back. "It's a honor to meet Reader's parents."

Now when you leave the three alone for a while to go to the bathroom.

The yandere side comes out.

KiriBaku telling Xiao to leave you be or else they'll kill him

Xiao telling them he's basically an undergod, so they can't

And when it got clear they are all yandere's for you, but Xiao romantic.

They told Xiao that you'll spend most days at theirs, and 2 days in the week at his universe.

they simply didn't want to make you sad, so consider yourself lucky.

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fr-ogii · 3 years ago

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May I please request for some headcanons of how yandere KiriBaku (Poly) would react to the reader going into a deep state of meditation after she's been kidnapped by them and she has a necklace that enables a protective force field around her whenever she meditates only, not while she's doing other things. I hope this wasn't too confusing TvT

yandere!katsuki bakugo + ejiro kirishima

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

tried my best, hope you like it.

i also dropped the bit about the necklace because i feel bakugo would figure out what it did pretty quickly and take it within the day

⇢ bakugo was pissed. you had been kidnapped by them for almost two weeks now and he still had yet to touch you.

⇢ now, bakugo doesn’t seem like a touchy guy but when he is refused from being able to touch the love of his life, it pisses him off more than he cares to admit.

⇢ if that wasn’t enough, your refusal to be touched had made his partner-in-crime upset

⇢ kirishima was a very touchy guy. he was practically sobbing to katsuki every night about how you wouldn’t allow him to touch you.

⇢ so ejiro did what any normal boyfriend would do, he decided to starving you. it was an attempt to lower your ability to activate your quirk; the quirk that allowed you to meditate and create a force field between yourself and your “lovers”.

⇢ luckily for you, katsuki’s love for taking care of you kicked in once he saw kirishima try and give you a much smaller portion than normal.

⇢ bakugo had been studying your quirk for the past month, ever since he first found out your name. he knew the force field was only activated when you were meditating and decided to abuse this weakness.

⇢ you soon found it difficult to meditate, with the loud music blasting every time you tried. they also took to scaring you out of your meditation when they wanted to cuddle you.

⇢ it took a while but they were finally able to make you all theirs.

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yanderenightmare · 10 months ago

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BAKUGOU KATSUKI masterlist

Ranging from my top Bakugou post to posts with notes above 1k.

Boss ! Bakugo going yandere for his helpful assistant:

♡ WANTS & NEEDS

Yandere captor ! Bakugou punishes darling for a crime she didn’t commit and then regrets it:

♡ WRONGLY PUNISHED ♡ FOLLOW-UP ASK

Darling uses sex as a coping mechanism:

♡ DARLING INITIATING SEX

Hero ! Bakugou x Villain ! Deku x childhood friend ! darling:

♡ REUNION

Cock descriptions:

♡ COCK

What BNHA ! yandere is the scariest:

♡ SCARY YANDERE

Bully ! Bakugou creeps on his quirkless study partner:

♡ STUDY-SESSIONS

Bully ! Bakugo is scary and pushy and delusional:

♡ BAD GUY

Fuckfriend ! Bakugou turned yandere:

♡ BORING

Alpha ! Bakugou figures out why he bullies Omega reader:

♡ LESSON ♡ HEAT

Bully ! Bakugo series. He harasses the reader into a relationship:

♡ SEVEN MINUTES IN HELL ♡ TRUST ME

Boyfriend ! Bakugou headcanons:

♡ BOYFRIEND ! KATSUKI

Poly ! KiriBaku bullies cute darling:

♡ BAD INFLUENCE

Poly ! BakuDekuTodo x darling thirsts:

♡ BAKUDEKUTODO X DARLING ♡ BAKUDEKUTODO X DARLING ♡ POLY

Prince ! Bakugou x maid ! dalring:

♡ PRINCE x MAID

Imagines of what happens when the darling tries to deny the BNHA ! yanderes intimacy and sex:

♡ BAKUGOU

Bully ! Bakugo x poor ! darling:

♡ IN CASE OF FIRE: PUSH ALARM ♡ IN THE TRAILER ♡ FOLLOW-UP ASK

Barbarian King ! Bakugo arranged marriage with princess ! darling:

♡ BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Yandere captor ! Bakugou reacting to pregnant darling:

♡ PREGNANT DARLINGS

Overworked and touch-starved Prohero ! Bakugou x girlfriend ! darling:

♡ ONE MORE TIME?

Yandere captor ! Bakugou with a darling who enjoys being his darling:

♡ DARLING ENJOYS BEING A DARLING

Bakugou and darling's sexual role-play dynamic:

♡ ROLE-PLAY DYNAMICS

Yandere captor ! Bakugo x pet ! darling:

♡ PET ! DARLING IN HEAT ♡ AFTERMATH OF PET ! DARLING IN HEAT ♡ BRATTY PET-DARLING

Yandere captor ! Bakugou x darling with early Stockholm syndrome:

♡ EARLY STOCKHOLM SYNDROME

Yandere captor ! Bakugou wants captive darling to be willing:

♡ WILLINGLY OR NOT

Poly Proheroes ! BakuDeku blackmails criminal ! darling:

♡ STREET SCUM

Bully ! Bakugou redemption, being charming with darling and asking her out:

♡ GIRLFRIEND

Sheriff ! Bakugou harasses backpacking tourist:

♡ HIS TOWN, HIS RULES

Yandere captor ! Bakugou's need for intimacy:

♡ INTIMATE ACTIVITIES

Bakugou having a breeding kink for his crush:

♡ BREEDING KINK

Yandere captor ! Bakugou cleaning darling’s cuts after she tries killing herself:

♡ CUTS & BANDAGES

Childhood friend Bakugou and you have been stuck in a toxic relationship forever:

♡ NO ONE ELSE

Pro Hero ! Bakugou regrets not making you his before it was too late:

♡ MISERABLE

Bakugou's type:

♡ SUBMISSIVE DARLING

Alpha ! Bakugou mating his terrified Omega ! darling:

♡ Five Steps for Alphas Mating Omegas

Prohero ! Bakugou going yandere for childhood friend ! spy ! darling:

♡ EMPTY SHELLS

Poly wolf-boys ! BakuDeku with a bunny ! darling in heat:

♡ HEATED

Daddy ! Bakugou punishes his darling for not following her strict schedule:

♡ RULE BREAK

Yandere captor ! Bakugou x clumsy ! darling:

♡ CLUMSY DARLING

How yandere captor ! Bakugou punishes his darling:

♡ PUNISHMENTS

Sadistic yandere Bakugou chases you down after you escape:

♡ BEAR-TRAP

Poly ! KiriBaku are a toxic duo for poor captive ! darling:

♡ BAD COP/GOOD COP

Alpha ! Bakugou finally finding his rebel ! Omega ! mate:

♡ MUD

Prohero ! Bakugou lusting over his equally successful childhood friend:

♡ PROFESSIONAL

Yandere captor Bakugou with a depressive darling:

♡ MELANCHOLIA

Incel ! Bakugou kidnaps reader to be his sex-puppet:

♡ TOUCH

Bakugou smut alphabet:

♡ NSFW ABCs

Bakugo frustrate with his affection over this clueless moron:

♡ SCARY LOVE

Bakugou's darling puts on his hero costume:

♡ PLAYING DRESS-UP

Yandere captor Bakugou's likes cooking with his darling:

♡ HOBBIES

Yandere captor Bakugou's sleeping habits:

♡ SLEEPING HABITS

Bully ! Bakugou being heartbroken and desperately in love with you:

♡ HEARTBROKEN

Yandere captor Bakugou spanking reader:

♡ DADDY'S GIRL

Yandere captor Bakugou with tiny darling:

♡ PUFF

How Bakugou became yandere for his darling:

♡ YANDERE BEGINNINGS

Hermit forest-dweller ! Bakugou takes lost hiker ! darling captive:

♡ HERMIT

BNHA genderbender:

♡ FEM

Bakugou teaches you how to cum:

♡ STRUGGLE

Bully Bakugou kidnaps you during the purge:

♡ THE PURGE

Parole officer Bakugou accepts your bride:

♡ OUR LITTLE SECRET

Yandere captor Bakugou infantilizes darling:

♡ DADDY'S BABY

Captive reader rebels against yandere captor Bakugou:

♡ GONE WRONG

The Torodoki family makes use of their quirkless daughter - with friends:

♡ FAMILY FUN

What type of hybrid he is:

♡ HYBRID

Sad and lonely stalker Bakugou:

♡ DRIVEN MAD

You and Bakugou survive under a collapsed building together:

♡ SHARED TRAUMA

Yandere Bakugou kidnapped quirkless reader:

♡ HYPOCHONDRIA ADJACENT ♡ more thoughts

The Bakusquad discovers Bakugou's Omega Housewife:

♡ SECRET ♡ PREQUEL

Similar posts can be found in the following:

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

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searenbound · 3 years ago

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Bakugou Masterlist

Requesting rules Main list

SFW

Scared of his s/o when she’s mad (head cannons)

Gets clingy with his s/o after she’s been out of town (head cannons + short drabble)

Fem Alpha reader (scenario)

Quarantine haircuts (drabble)

Soft yandere reader (drabble)

Trying to get affection from his darling (drabble) (yandere)

Earning a hug from darling(head cannons) (yandere)

Gets hurt by his s/o (drabble)

Tiny female Alpha (head cannons)

Bunny Alpha reader (head cannons)

Big bro head cannons

S/o who loves Lolita fashion (head cannons)

S/o has an expected pet(head cannons)

Naga! Bakugou x reader (head cannons)

S/o with thick thighs (head cannons)

Childhood friend S/o (poly bakudeku) (head cannons)

Comforting best friend after they found out they were cheated on (head cannons)

Alpha! Bakugou x tall Alpha! reader (head cannons)

Has no idea how to court an Omega (head cannons)

Alpha! kiribaku x Omega! reader(poly) (drabble)

He writes a love letter

Takes a liking to anxious foreign transfer student(head cannons)

Caught stepsister in his room (omegaverse) (drabble)

Insecure Omega Bakugou (drabble)

Idk how to label this one, pining, I guess? (poly bakudeku) (head cannons)

Older S/o with a healing quirk(drabble)

Mornings with Little one(head cannons) (DD/LG)

How he is as a caregiver (head cannons) (DD/L)

S/o receives valentines gifts (head cannons)

NSFW

Fairy reader x werewolf Bakugou x vampire Todoroki (scenario)

Birthday fic 2020 [ng1]

He’s a bratty sub (head cannons)

S/o has nipple piercings (head cannons)

Having some fun underwater (head cannons)

His kinks (head cannons)

Alpha Kirishima x Omega Bakugou x Omega reader (head cannons)

Neko Bakugou (scenario)

Mommy kink+lactation (drabble) (yandere)

Daddydom head cannons

Omega Bakugou intentionally forgets his scent blockers (scenario)

Alpha stepbrother x Omega reader (drabble)

Wolf! Bakugou x witch! Reader (scenario)

Gang bang head cannons (includes all Bakusquad boys)

Omega boys (head cannons)

Mina shares her best friend with the boys (poly bakusquad) (head cannons)

Mommy kink+lactation (drabble) (yandere)

Femdom (poly bakudeku) (head cannons)

Voyeur! Bakugou (scenario)

Eating out S/o (head cannons)

Bratty baby earns a punishment (head cannons) (DD/LG)

Rebound sex reminds of his unaddressed feelings for reader (head cannons)

#masterlist #bnha bakugou #mha bakugou

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 3 years ago

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Yandere MasterList

New Masterlist

Yandere Neighborhood Wars:

Kiribaku vs Tododeku: Gingerbread Houses

Competion Poll: Team Kiribaku | Team Tododeku

Kirishima vs Bakugo: Decoration

Kirishima vs Midoriya: Missing Something

Bakugo vs Midoriya: Moving In

Bakugo vs Midoriya: Movie Ticket for Me?

Midoriya vs Kirishima: The Little Cousin Has Joined The Party!!

Yandere Arc Profiles

Bakugo in BakuDeku x Reader

Yandere Mythical Creatures:

Werewolf x Reader

Alarune x Reader

Merman x Reader

Yandere BNHA

Extreme Reader

Ideal Christmas | Izuku, Bakugo, Dabi

Valentines | Hawks

No Prom | Erasermic, Izuku

Tomura Shigaraki headcannons: Meeting You, Confrontation #1, Trouble Brewing +3 Danger

Erasermic | Bonds Remain Unbroken Precipice Vs Poly Part 1

Mirio | Savage Reader, Tomboy Reader

Izuku Midoriya: Ice Cubes Silent Reader, Reader with Celestial Discus

Cyberpunk AU (Mustofolese Rope) | Beg

Yandere Todowife AU

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

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shorkbrian · 4 years ago

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Mirrors

Prelude - Haha Hi I've never done anything quite like this or this long (like 5k bich) but I am THORSTy and I’ve been sitting on these asks for so long I’m so sorry. ALSO to the ppl sending me the sweet gentle asks about my blog guess what??? I would D I E for you legit I read one of them this morning I almost teared up. I haven’t cried (Except for like (TW) s*ui*ide cry lol those don’t count) since like??? last year?? no joke.

ANYWHO idk how to write a praise kink so I went with like, insecurity? but then Kiribaku likes makes the reader just melt cause they keep praising her and they bring it out during nasty times and she's GONE yeeted off the earth it makes her so hot and wet lol.

Pairing - Kiribaku X Reader

Prompt -

Warnings - NSFW!!!! Dirty talk, my best effort at a praise kink, mirror stuff, ummmm mentions of kidnapping. DUB-CON big time, maybe technically even noncon cause reader DOES NOT want it but has just. resigned herself to being a plaything.

Music - https://youtu.be/STO4-8vkG0U

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“What the fuck did you just say?”

You couldn’t meet Bakugou’s eyes. HIs gaze was so intense, eyes so passionate and fierce. You were so embarrassed, aware of Kirishima’s gaze fixed on your form from where he was seated in the armchair.

“I-I…….. don’t like it…. when you talk like that….”

“Fuckin’ what?” Bakugou barked, his brows knitting in confusion.

“What do you mean, baby?” Kiri stood, moving to sit next to Bakugou on the couch so he could see your face.

You wiggled around uncomfortably in your spot on the floor, where you were kneeling between Bakugou’s feet. Kirishima had made some comment, something about how pretty you looked being so sweet for Bakugou. You were literally just sitting there, but Kiri thought you worthy of praise

“It’s not true…… I’m not-my body doesn’t look nice and I just….. every time you guys say stuff about me, all I can think of is how bad I look.” It was hard to choke out the words, your face flushing red as your eyes filled with tears. You were so embarrassed, having to explain your insecurities to your kidnappers. It was bad enough that they dressed you up in slinky outfits, booty shorts and thin shirts that were almost see-through. You hated it, hated the way it made you feel, hated the way it made you look. It was humiliating.

“Well that’s a bunch of bullshit. I don’t go around saying shit unless it’s true.” Bakugou glared down at you. He seemed angry that you would even have that view of yourself, the foot resting on the floor by your hip beginning to tap in agitation.

Kirishima scooted closer so he could reach you, his hand coming up to stroke your hair. “We mean what we say. You’re beautiful, such a good, obedient little girl for us.”

“No, no - please don’t say that kind of stuff!” You were getting worked up now, tears falling freely as you hugged your arms around your body. Kirishima shared a look with Bakugou, the two men quickly deciding to drop the conversation and move on to something else.

“Tch, whatever. C’mere” Bakugou patted his leg, prompting you to shuffle out of your kneeling position and onto his lap. You would rather not, but you knew what resistance would result in, and you’d prefer not having to nurse a sore bottom and mild burns for the next few days. Bakugou wrapped an arm loosely around your waist, tugging you closer to him on his lap. Kiri still petted your hair, pressed up against the blond man’s side as he smiled at you.

“It’s fine baby, calm down. Maybe one day you’ll see what we see.” Without leaving any room for you to argue, Kirishima planted a quick smooch on your forehead before rising from the couch. “Do you two have any preferences for dinner? I was thinking we could order something from that yakisoba place, remember Bakugou? The one Mina recommended.”

“Yeah, go for it. They have any spicy shit?”

Tuning them out, you swiped at your tears, trying to reel yourself back into a steady emotional state. You feel so weak these days, both physically and emotionally. Being held captive by the two men had worn you down, made you prone to teary outbursts. You held no control - your daily routine dictated by the men from the first day they had snatched you from your home. You were reluctant to obey, had even fought them at first, but you quickly realized it was easier (and less painful) to just do what they wanted.

Fighting was useless.

——

Weeks had passed since your little outburst. Unfortunately, Bakugou and Kirishima weren’t willing to give up praising you every chance they got. You had an inkling suspicion that they had upped the amount of comments they made about you ever since that day, enjoying watching you squirm and your face go bright red. It made you blush, yes. Made your heart beat a little faster, made you flounder for words if you were in the middle of speaking. But you just felt….. shame when they praised you.

They lauded you for your obedience, how compliant you were for them. Kiri would ask you to sit down and wait at the table while he answered the door (“don’t make a sound baby.”), and you did. Bakugou would have you sit in his lap while playing video games, and you tried you’re best not to squirm. It made you almost feel sick inside, how quickly you had adjusted to being their “good girl”. You just wanted to please, didn’t want them angry at you.

What really made you blush was when they would strip you down, bend you over the nearest surface. They’d be fucking into you, fondling your body while whispering compliments in-between kisses. You never felt “beautiful” nor “delicious”, no matter how many times they told you otherwise. It was especially humiliating when one of them would take you on the bed, the other watching. You always wanted to hide, shield away your body from their prying eyes, but they never let you.

You just didn’t get it, didn’t understand what they saw when they looked at you. Staring into the bathroom mirror, all you saw were your imperfections, your insecurities. It was shameful, pathetic. You felt entirely unworthy of the attention and love you were being showered with.

——

The boys had seemed more… energetic today, Kirishima almost seeming to bounce with each step, Bakugou smiling gently at you. It made you nervous. It made you even more nervous when Bakugou took his leave, giving both you and Kirishima a quick peck on the lips before going out the door. It was a weekend, and you knew that both men didn’t have work today. You tried asking Kirishima where Bakugou was going, but all you got out of him was a laugh and “Don’t worry about it! He’s gonna do a little bit of shopping.”

Well, at least that eased your mind a tiny bit.

You didn’t have much time to dwell on it though, Kirishima herding you into the basement. It was the their home gym, filled with weights and machines that kept the two men strong and fit, and you weren’t usually allowed down there. If you were, it was because both of the men were present, and they could watch you while they worked out (you knew that they liked showing off for you, even if they didn’t admit it.).

But today Kiri wasn’t going down there to work out. Once the two of you made it down the steps, Kiri was pulling an exercise bench over, instructing you to lay down on it, belly up. You did what he said.

“‘Kay, I’m gonna go upstairs to get some stuff. I want your shorts off by the time I get back, alright baby?”

You nodded.

Sighing, you shimmied your shorts down as he left. You never had to worry about underwear - they never let you wear it unless you were on your period. You knew vaguely what direction this was going in, and had already resigned yourself to getting fucked silly by the redhead. It was practically useless trying to resist.

When he came back, you were surprised. He had rope and…… a Hitachi. That was new. In the short time you’d been living with them, you had gotten used to their habits when they fucked you. Neither man was too interested in toys, preferring to stimulate you manually, so this was an unwelcome surprise.

“Mmhm, you look so sexy baby.” Kiri kneeled down next to you, before peeling apart your thighs. He grinned at you, shark teeth flashing, before snatching up the Hitachi wand, pressing it directly against your pussy. You didn’t like where this is going.

He didn’t turn it on, instead reaching for the rope that he had brought down. The redhead began wrapping it around your thighs, lifting your legs to encircle them with the rope. It took a few minutes, which were tense, silent as you watched him work. He made sure to also circle the rope around your hands and torso, anchoring your arms by your side. When Kiri was finished, you were trapped, unable to move your legs, to even simply part them an inch. The Hitachi wand was still directly on your pussy, snug and unmoving. It rubbed against your clit, making you bite your lip at the delicious friction. Kirishima gave you a flashy smile, turning to ruffle your hair. Distantly you noticed he didn’t have a shirt on.

“Alright babe, we’re gonna have some fun while we wait for Katsuki. You know what this is?” He tapped the wand nestled between your legs.

“It’s…. It’s a vibrator.” You managed, throat suddenly dry.

Kirishima seemed to beam even brighter. “Yeah! I’m gonna turn it on, let you have your fun. But you gotta tell me before you cum, okay? Think you can do that?”

A quick nod from you and the vibrator buzzed to life between your legs, Kirishima not in the mood to dawdle. Your back arched off the bench at the sensation, the pleasure quick and intense. Kirishima stayed kneeling beside you, watching you writhe as he changed the speed of the wand.

It didn’t take long for you to cry out, “Kirishima, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”, a thin sheen of sweat covering your body. It made your shirt stick to your chest, accentuate the heaving of your breasts as panted. Right before you orgasmed though, Kiri flipped the off switch, the vibrations cutting off and leaving you hanging. Your eyes shot open, confusion furrowing you’re brow.

“Wha-Kiri? What?”

The redhead smirked, pressing a hand to your tummy to prevent you from moving against the wand, desperate for more stimulation, desperate to orgasm.

“Not yet baby, not yet.”

He patted your stomach soothingly as you stared up at him in confusion. You had been so close! Why have you tell him when you’re going to cum, only to rip that away from you??

A minute passed, then two, Kirishima still rubbing his big hand across your tummy. It was meant to be soothing, a soft gesture, but it only heated your skin, made pleasure thrum in your veins. When you had sufficiently calmed down, chest no longer heaving, Kiri reached down and flicked the wand back on, chuckling at the way you desperately ground against the rounded head of the toy.

“Mm, desperate little baby, aren’t you?” He was kissing your neck, letting his tongue slip out to lick at the skin there. It set you on fire. Reaching the high of orgasm came even quicker this time, spurred on by your movements and determination to cum. If you didn’t tell Kirishima when you were about to, he wouldn’t be able to stop you. So you stayed silent, circling your hips as best you could, leaning into the hot kisses being pressed to your throat.

All of a sudden, the vibrator clicked off, Kirishima’s hand on your tummy once again.

“Thought you could get away with that one? You’re so cute.”

You felt like screaming, yelling out your frustration. He knew your body too well, could feel the hitch in your breath as you prepared to orgasm, felt your fingers tighten, clenching around nothing. He had stopped the vibrator right as you were beginning to feel it, the wave of pleasure. It was frustrating.

You could hardly believe you were thinking this, but you couldn’t wait for Bakugou to get back.

——

It was torture, having your orgasm slip away from you time after time. Kirishima was having fun, groping your chest, leaving sloppy kisses along your neck and collarbone. He liked seeing you struggle, almost at the point of begging and pleading with him in your need to cum.

He had been edging you for a while now, you didn’t even know how many orgasms he had yanked you away from. Kiri had just stopped you once more, turning the vibrator off and holding you still /right/ as you felt yourself letting go. You wanted to scream, on the verge of tears. But then Kirishima was glancing at his phone, stuffing it in his pocket before standing so he could untie you from the bench.

“Bakugou’s back, we’re gonna go see what he brought home for us!”

You could barely think straight, wincing when Kiri removed the vibrator pressing up against your pussy. You were drenched, pussy wet and red and puffy, your own slick covering your thighs. Kirishima helped you to your feet, guiding you into your shorts. You were too out of it to do much, simply letting the man guide and push and lift your body as he pleased. When he pressed up against you to pull your shorts snug over your hips, you felt his bulge through his shorts, poking you in the stomach. You suppose he’d been waiting for relief too, just the same as you.

Kirishima helped you totter up the basement stairs, then guided you towards the bedroom, hand on your waist. You stumbled through the door, eyes immediately focusing on the giant mirror leaned up against the wall. How had Bakugou even gotten it through the door?

“Damn Kiri, you’re really worked up.”

Bakugou was sitting on the bed, unlacing his shoes. Kirishima chuckled, hand leaving your waist so he could go sit beside the blonde.

“Me and her both man. Had to hold myself back, she was making such raunchy sounds.”

Their attention turned to you, both men smirking as they eyed you, Kirishima still with a prominent tent in his shorts.

“Yeah, I fuckin’ bet.” Bakugou smirked.

Kirishima stood, stepping languidly around you until he was at your back, broad chest pressing up against you.

“I mean, look at this -“ a hand cupped your mound, making you jump. You were still sensitive from being denied so many times, even the slightest touch had you twitching. “ - she’s fucking dripping.”

It was true, the crotch of your shorts soaked with your juices. Kiri rubbed his index finger against the seam, pressing it up and against your clit. You shuddered, hand flying up at grasp onto his arm. It felt so good, you hated his touch, didn’t want his hands on you, but oh, your body liked it.

Kirishima pushed you forward, fingers still teasing you through your wet shorts. You gasped when you were pushed face first into the bed, bent at the waist. A hot, blunt hardness rubbed up against you, Kiri’s hand still cupping your mound.

“You’re being such a good little bitch, letting us do whatever the fuck we want to your stupid little cunt.”

You lifted your eyes, saw Bakugou smirking down at you as you were rocked gently by the force of Kiri’s humping. The blond was palming himself over his jeans, but your attention was quickly shifted when you felt your shorts getting ripped down, off your body.

“Step out.” You obeyed. Kirishima was hungry, lustful - voice deeper and serious now - no trace of his signature lightheartedness. He always got like this this when he was excited. Your head was wrenched to the side, cheek mashed against the bedspread, large hand pressing and holding you in place. Belatedly, you recognized you were facing the mirror leaned against the wall, could see Kirishima’s bulk behind you, his shorts already pulled down to reveal his hard cock. If you hadn’t taken it before, you would be scared. He was thick, blunt and girthy - not to mention a considerable length. The tip was flushed red, almost purple, shiny with leaked precum and almost swollen.

“Look at yourself in the mirror baby, you see that? How nice you look, all obedient and ready to take my cock? Such a good, sweet little girl.”

You looked so tiny compared to the redhead, the man having to bend his knees slightly to rub the head of his cock against your pussy. You tried not to moan when he focused it on your clit, rubbing it rapidly over the nub. “Kiri - please……Aah! Let me - lemme cum..” You whined.

“God, you’re so perfect, you know that?” He breathed out a laugh, still rubbing the head of his blunt cock over your clit, hand still forcing your head to the side, making you watch his movements. You almost wanted to cry - being teased and denied for so long. You just wanted to cum, wanted to get this over quickly so you could go shower.

Normally seeing yourself in a mirror was something you’d try to avoid, not favoring the way you looked. But now, you were mesmerized, watching through the reflection the way Kirishima’s red cock pulsed as he finally, finally slipped it into your opening. You choked on a moan as he slowly stretched you out, feeding inch after inch of his wide cock into you. In the mirror, you saw him tip his head back, groaning low in his throat when he finally bottomed out, fat balls pressed flush against you.

“Fuck, oh god, feels so good. You’re so good, can feel your pretty little pussy trying to milk me.” He leaned down, warm chest plastered across your back as he whispered in your ear.

“You really want this, don’t you? Such a gorgeous baby, so sexy and hot and perfect.”

The man didn’t start out slowly, he never did. He was aggressive, unrelenting as he thrust his fat cock into you over and over. Your legs were shaking, the pleasure making you weak-kneed, your tongue lolling out of your open mouth, unable to quiet your moans. Kirishima’s pace was frenzied, excited, animalistic as he chased his own pleasure, the sound of his skin slapping against your own filling the room. It was incredible.

His dick hit all the right spots, pressing you closer and closer to your orgasm. If he didn’t let you cum this time you were going to cry. Your could hear the lecherous, sinful sounds of your pussy squelching, milky juices getting everywhere. It coated his dick, was covering your thighs. You could feel drops of wetness being flicked everywhere on every thrust, the wet, fast slaps of his thighs against you making your stomach clench even harder. The hand in your hair pulled up slightly, wrenching your head back in order for Kiri to give your a quick, desperate kiss - full of teeth and spit. He had hardly detached from your lips before he was mouthing at your back, spitting out filth as he did so.

“Shit, I love you so much. Wish I could be inside you all time - see how easily your body takes me? You were made for this, such a filthy little baby. Always look so tempting, always wanna fuck you, fill you up, make you squirt.”

His words were getting to you, as you were forced to watch him pounding into you, hips snapping and tensing in an animalistic fashion. It was too much - the pleasure, his crude words, the visual of seeing yourself getting fucked, worshipped. Your eyes closed, clenching shut as you moaned over a particularly satisfying thrust. Kiri didn’t like that. The hand not holding your head against the bed slipped underneath you, immediately finding your clit, pinching at it viciously.

“Open your eyes, keep watching or else I stop.”

You wailed, eyes flying open. Kirishima was smiling, still kissing sloppily at your back as he began playing with your clit.

“You always look so tasty, can’t tell you - Fuck! - how many times I think about fucking your brains out during the day - shit, you’re so good for me.”

HIs hips stuttered as he rammed forward, signaling he was close. He wasn’t the only one - your hands clawing at the bedspread, your hips moving and twitching as you tried to grind yourself against his hand, his cock slamming into you. His big hand rubbed you just right, and it sent a pang of sizzling pleasure trough your body. A broken cry left you as you finally orgasmed, hot, shaking, senseless. Thank god.

The wild twitching of your pussy as you rode out your high triggered Kirishima’s own orgasm, the man burying his face between your shoulder blades as his own hips twitched wildly, humping his cock into you as he released his seed. He was cursing, saying something, but it was muffled by the skin he caught between his teeth, making you squeal as you felt hot cum shoot into you. It took a minute for the man to slow down, thrusting through his orgasm and into the aftershocks, milking and prolonging both of your pleasure. It felt so good, so right. You were so high from the endorphins that you couldn’t even think to remember how wrong this was, how you didn’t want any of it.

Pulling out, Kirishima watched his cum begin dripping out of your cunt, pushing himself away from your back as he stood, chest heaving, body glistening with sweat. You were barely able to keep yourself up, still bent over the bed, legs wobbly and arms jelly. A separate set of hands pulled you to the side, and you let yourself be manhandled, pulled and situated in Bakugou’s lap, his chest to your back.

You had forgotten about Bakugou.

His jeans were off, along with his boxers. His shirt was gone too, thrown somewhere on the floor. The blond ripped at the shirt still plastered to your chest, the fabric giving in easily to his strength. You couldn’t bring yourself to care as it shredded right through the middle, freeing your tits. It’s not like it hid anything anyways.

“Jesus, that was so fuckin’ hot, watching Kiri pound into you like that. Look at yourself, leaking everywhere like a damn hose. You like having Kiri’s cum sliding out of your soggy little cunt?”

His chin hooked over your shoulder and he directed your gaze forward.

There was another mirror.

It was leaned up against the far wall, allowing you a perfect view of your sweaty, debauched body as Bakugou spread you legs, hooking your knees over his own so he could force your thighs even further apart. Oh god.

He was hard as a rock, moving your body around on his lap so his dick pressed up against the outside of your pussy, cum still escaping from your hole. You were exhausted, body limp and pliant - you didn’t know if you could go another round.

Bakugou didn’t care.

A harsh slap had you crying out, a sharp “Ah!” Filling the room. Bakugou slapped your slit again, and you tried to curl in on yourself, protect yourself from the abuse on your sensitive pussy. The blond slithered a hand around your chest, reaching up to grip your throat lightly.

“Stop that. Fucking look at this shit. See how sloppy your pussy is? Everytime I do this - “ He delivered another quick slap, and you writhed on his lap, which caused you to push against the hard cock nestled between your thighs. “ - You let more cream out.”

Without saying anything more, Bakugou shoved the hand not around your throat under your thigh, lifting you up just enough so he could slip his dick into you. HIs cock was less girth than Kirishima’s - it was about the same length but a more manageable size. He had been jacking off while watching Kiri fuck you, so his length was already coated in a layer of his spit and precum. That, combined with the cum already drenching your insides, meant he met virtually no resistance as he thrust up slowly.

You writhed, the hand at your throat and at your thigh keeping you steady in his lap. Kirishima was on the floor, leaning his back against the bed as he watched the two of you in the mirror, still panting and calming down from his intense orgasm.

There wasn’t any time to adjust, to ask Bakugou to wait, you’re too sensitive to go again! He was more relaxed than Kirishima, more controlled and languid in his thrusting. He rolled his hips, bouncing you gently in his lap as he forced you to keep your head straight, despite your efforts to turn away from the mirror showing your own reflection. You looked absolutely filthy - face flushed, tits bouncing, Bakugou’s hard cock drilling into you. You couldn’t help but moan, the sight stirring up something, some heated feeling inside your tummy.You liked watching them fuck you.

“Goddamn, every single time feels so fucking good. Shit, shit shit shit - it’s like you were made for us!”

He sounded so gleeful, so truthful. You unconsciously clenched around his length, feeling tingly as his thrusts ground deep, hit every single spot that made a sweet zing of bliss race through your body.

“Ah, ah fuck, you finally get it? You see what we’re fuckin’ on about when we say you look so damn delicious? Shit, I wanna take a bite outta you, so juicy and ripe and fucking perfect.”

Bakugou was out of breath, his voice deep as he growled at you. You grabbed at the arm around your chest, his thighs, his hair - anything to anchor yourself as his balls papped against you. You could hear someone moaning, whining and sobbing, was that you?

Kirishima had recovered, moving to kneel between Bakugou’s and your own spread legs. “Bakugou, you two look so good together.” That seemed to spur the blond on, his thrusts speeding up as he grunted. You screamed when you felt a wet muscle swip at your clit, looking down to see Kirishima grinning up at you, his tongue hanging out. On each thrust, he was licking at Bakugou’s cock, and then at your clit right above him, making you wiggle and spasm as you tried to escape the intense sensation.

“Kiri, Kir- stop! Stop, please I can’t! Stop, stop stop stop!”

You were pushing at his head, albeit weakly, but you were trying to move him away, becoming frantic as the combined efforts of the two men overwhelmed you, had you throwing your head back against Bakugou’s shoulder and gasping. Bakugou snickered, before plunging his tongue into your open mouth, stealing a kiss. You whined, scrabbling at his arms, Kirishima’s hair, trying to get away but simultaneously trying to bring the two of them closer. It felt so /good/, you didn’t even have the words to describe how heavenly and lascivious and filthy you were feeling.

“Hah, you’re so wet, you hear yourself? Sloppy girl. Taking me so well, shit, so goddamn good.”

You could indeed, hear yourself. On every thrust of Bakugou’s, your pussy squelched, greedily sucking him in. It was absolutely filthy, hearing your juices and Kiri’s cum sloshing together as Bakugou shoved his cock into you, again and again. You could hear Kirishima slurping at your cunt with fervor, could tell by the slick sounds and rhythmic movement of his arm that he was frantically jerking himself off as he lapped at the point where Bakugou’s hot flesh met your own. It was hot, not only in temperature.

“C’mon baby, let it out, let me taste you. Wanna see you clenching around Katsuki’s cock like the good, sweet little girl you are.”

Kirishima’s words hand you reeling, and the second his lips went back to attacking your clit, you were gone. It almost hurt, how tense your muscles became, squeezing an agonizingly delicious orgasm out of you. Bakugou felt you release, his thrusts speeding up as Kirishima kept his tongue out, laving at Bakuguo’s cock as he hammered into your clenching cunt. You were crying, twisting In Bakugou’s hold as you were quickly overstimulated, shrieking as you were left with no respite.

It didn’t take long for Bakugou to cum, spurred on by your writhing and tears, the way you were begging and pleading and sobbing, imploring the men to stop. With a guttural moan, the blond gave on last thrust, shooting his seed into you, hot ropes of cum filling you up. Kirishima was still licking around Bakugou’s cock, catching the cum and slick that squeezed it’s way past the cock plugging you up.

You shivered, relaxing against the hard chest behind you as Kirishima eventually stopped lapping at you, his own arm still. He had cum again at some point, pumping his cock into his own fist. Bakugou pressed a gentle kiss behind your ear, panting hotly against the shell.

“Fuuuuuck-“ he whined out “- that was amazing.”

“Mhmm.” Kiri hummed his agreement, slowly standing. The redhead flopped down on the bed, crawling up to sprawl out on one side, head resting against a pillow. Bakugou slipped out of you with no warning, your sudden gasp as you felt wet drip out of you making him chuckle. He maneuvered your lax body onto the bed, next to Kirishima, before pressing himself up behind you, trapping your body between the two men. You were too tired to feel gross, to mind the wet slide of your thighs as you shifted into a more comfortable position. Kirishima threw an arm around your waist, leaning up on his elbow to hover over and across you, stealing a kiss from Bakugou. Then he was stealing one from you, wet mouth connected to your own.

You didn’t fight.

When he flopped back down, you breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like you could finally relax as the two men stayed silent, all three of you exhausted, fucked out.

This was only the tip of the ice berg.

If you knew how often and intensely the men intended to fuck you near the mirrors, you would probably pass out. They just wanted to show you what they saw in you. It had been two of the strongest orgasms you had experienced in a while, but there was no way you’d admit it was because of their praising and insistence on making you watch yourself getting railed by them.

For now, you let yourself drift into a comfortable doze, let the heat of the two bodies caging you in keep you warm, keep you trapped.

Why bother fighting?

There was no escape.

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