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4k-starbound-k4 · 1 month ago

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Yandere Headcannons

Ft: Childe, Cyno, Kinich, Sethos, Wriothesley

Trigger warnings: Fem!reader, Stalking, Noncon, Breeding, Blood, Somnophilia, Abuse of power, Bondage, Corruption, Degradation, Male Manipulation, Slave kink, Oral fixation (m!receiving), Prey kink

Childe

FREAK! FREAK FREAK!

He stalks you for hours on end, days even.

Leaving the store in your cute adventurers’ outfit it drives him crazy. Those ribbons around her thighs make his mind spin.

When a sneznayian merchant comes to make a trade deal he’s pissed when the man calls you beautiful and implying you’d make a good wife! He knows you will but you’ll be HIS WIFE!

He thinks of how clueless you are when people start going missing and how members of the fatui don’t bother you anymore.

He especially thinks when you leave your bedroom window open. Far too many nights has he climbed inside and curled up to you.

You only bury your face in your pillow when he buries himself deep inside of you. He’s careful to go slow and stretch you just enough for him to do this every night. His fingers abusing your clit as you writhe in a deep sleep.

Tsarita forbid you moan another man’s name while he takes you. He’d have to spend the next night getting rid of them — and that pissed him off.

So when you have an eventful meeting with the head of Northland Bank, and you're forced to walk home with damp panties from the man’s constant teasing...

He’s quite quick to follow you home after expelling anger on an innocent mililithe guard. He didn’t care that blood stained his clothes or his hands. He wasn’t going to let that bitch banker take you from him. You’re his prize, and he had spent to many nights cumming in his hand to spare you from getting pregnant.

Not tonight.

He knocked. How polite. So, when you open the door to a deranged Childe covered in blood, your first thought is: he must be hurt!

“Childe? A-are you okay? Do you need me to help you?”

His eyes train on yours before walking in, forcing you back into the apartment before he wrapped a hand around your neck with a voice almost deadly, “You stupid slut, I’ve been so good not cumming in you! I haven’t hurt you either. Yet you let that bastard touch you!”

“Huh— I—ack I don’t—“

He walks you to your bedroom before shoving you against the wall, pushing up your night gown, “You’re mine, I’m going to make sure of that. I’ll make sure my sweet girl doesn’t get used by bad men.” He purrs in your ear before biting your shoulder.

Cyno

As the General Mahamatra you’d expect him to never do anything so terrible, especially not to the woman he loves.

Well, um, fuck the police!!

You were simply a student at the Akademyia, working hard on your studies. You never did anything wrong. So when The General enters your house one night, under the pretense of hearing you were studying forbidden knowledge, he took count of how you only slept in a tiny pair shorts and a sheer baby doll dress.

Your teary eyes and breasts made his head fog. He knew you were innocent the minute you threw yourself at his feet, begging for him to realize it was a misunderstanding.

“Please sir, you have to understand! I’m just studying King Destraht and the disappearance of dreams. I promise I didn’t do anything wrong! Please believe me.”

“If that’s the case you should become a dream keeper and stop wasting our time with nonsense.” He gripped your hair, making you look in his eyes as he shamelessly soaked up the sight of your breasts and tears. A sick smirk on his face as he lets you go roughly.

That’s when he started watching you. How you ran around Sumeru city, books to your chest. He wondered how much he could get away with.

It started simple. Like how you would you help him with task. Then he started questioning: would you follow him? Would you change your outfit if he said it wasn’t his standard? He found your innocence a major turn on.

He often called you naive and sweet, always ending it with, “If somebody hurts you tell me and I’ll handle it.”

So you’re walking back to the desert late at night. He stalked you into the ruins of the temple.

He quickly blows out the torch leaving you in the dark, and he takes no time before pinning you to the ground. Your eyes can’t see anything, especially not as well as his.

He pushes up your skirt and pulls off your panties as he kisses your neck. You crying and trying to fight was so cute, before he started to finger you slowly. Your first time being taken in a dirty temple by a man you couldn’t see! Oh, it stung his heart to see you so scared.

But he didn’t stop, making sure to take his time with you. He wanted you so confused as to why your pussy was craving this. He was suddenly training you for his size as he gets rougher. He feels you cum several times before his stamina depletes. He himself cumming inside you three times, pumping it in and out, until your pussy was dripping, a frothy mess from his cum and yours.

He left you there, but waited from afar as you went home crying, cum dripping down your leg as he had stolen your panties.

He waited for you to tell him, and his prayer came a month later when you came to him crying on a rainy night.

“Can I- can I stay with you please? Someone — a month ago — someone they- they forced themselves on me. I was so scared.” You cry.

“Sure thing, come tell me what happened. In detail so I can help you.” He picks you up and makes you straddle him on his couch.

As you tell him the story, he begins getting hard. Grinding you suddenly on his cock, burying his nose in your neck.

“C-Cyno? What are you doing?” You whimper as he kisses your neck.

“Shhh let me make it better.”

“Wait, Cyno.” You shake your head as he pins you to the couch.

It isn’t until he’s inside, and you're crying, does it click that it was him. You sob, but the way your cunt squeezes him, he knows you're bound to forgive him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

You'll forgive him because you're just so nice.

Kinich

Kinich is such a good boyfriend.

There’s truly nothing to complain about. He kisses you as much as he can and he loves you unconditionally. His family was terrible and he swore to never be like his father. So, each night he cradles you and tells you how much he loves you.

It was a normal day as you help around the Scions of the Canopy. Before heading home to make sure Kinich has something nice for dinner after the night's war.

When the door opens, his arms quickly find your waist. He reaches under your shirt and grips your breast as he kisses your neck leaving harsh bruises trailing down your throat.

“K-Kinich… are you okay?” Your voice shakes and shivers at his rough touch.

“Hehehe, You’re such a slut. Look at you shivering just from my touch.” A familiar voice made you glance back.

It’s Kinich's body however his hair was yellow and green; his eyes were more like emeralds than topaz. He has horns and a tail.

Ajaw

“I’m so tired of him fucking you like a princess. You’re nothing but a fatui slut. So you’ll be my pretty slave. Right? Wouldn’t want to lose Kinich’s soul forever, would we?” He taunts pushing your legs apart.

“Wait-I.” you whimper as he grinds on your ass.

“Are you denying me?! The great K'uhul Ajaw,” He pulls you away from the table, and throws you to the floor, before pulling you up to your knees pulling out his cock, pushing the sweaty member to your face.

“Go on suck, slut. If you do well at pleasing me, I won’t hurt you.” He laughs pushing his tip past your lips and forcing you to deep throat him.

Deep, spastic thrusts, nothing like your loving boyfriend who let you go at your own pace and was ever so kind. He fucked your throat like it was the last high he’d ever achieve.

When he cums he’s thoughtful enough to force you to swallow half. Pulling out and jerking the last few ribbons all over your face and tongue.

He drops down and kisses you, claws shredding your clothes from your skin as he forces you on your back. Threatening to make you fall in love with his cock so that you’ll beg for his cock instead of Kinich.

He puts your legs over his arms and fucks into you, immediately bottoming out, coaxing embarrassing squishing sounds, making you tear up as he laughs.

“Fatui slut, look at you so wet for the great Ajaw! Stop pretending you’re a good girl, you like being pinned down and fucked like my prey.” He laughs and mocks.

“No-no I’m a good girl. Please, I’m a good girl, Kinich please.” You moan, fucked a little too stupid.

“Stupid slut! My stupid human slut. I’m going to breed you stupid, we have all night til the resurrection, I’m going to break you.” He growls.

Sethos

Lucky girl. That’s what you are a lucky girl.

He watches as you walk around Sumeru. His eyes trained on you like a moth to a flame. He’s so quick to get in your way and help you.

“Hi! I was wondering do you need help?" he asks.

You appear to be from the city a bit turned around in the desert.

“I’m sorry, I’m trying to get to the jungle. I’ve been traveling from Natlan and I can’t seem to find the best way to the city?” You sigh.

“Well let me be your guide.” He offers his hand and starts the walk to the City.

He didn’t leave your side. Not when you had to find your mother. Not even when you were heartbroken to find out your mother was no longer in Sumeru. He even started leading you back to Natlan all for no charge.

He sat beside you on the cool morning in the desert sand. The both of you staring at Natlan in the distance.

“Hey? I mean I know you didn’t find your family but if you want you can um… stay with me?” He offers.

“Haha, don’t worry I have people waiting for me back in Natlan.” You smile sweetly at him.

“Oh yeah? Friends?” He scoots closer to you.

“Yeah, and a boyfriend. He was supposed to come with me, but he was busy with work.” You explain as his smile falls.

Cut to an hour later, him pushing your face into the wall of some ruins as he snapps his hips, making you cum and shiver. Your pretty eyes filling with tears as he grits his teeth, pulling out only to pick you up.

His hand firm on your throat as he pulls you back down on his fat cock, “You’re so lucky I saved you. Mmm baby don’t cry, you’re. So. Fucking. Uh-Lucky! I’m going to fucking keep you. Don’t worry I’ll give you a nice big family.”

Wriothesley

OH THE DUKE

When he caught you walking around with the hearth children, his heart almost exploded, gazing attentively as he watched you care for the kids.

He figured he could handle seeing you occasionally, but when he learned from Lyney that you left for Sneznaya often, it pissed him off.

He thought of ways to keep you but each time, he missed mark. He tried talking but it was taking long. He was an awkward guy after all, what would girl like youvwant with him?

Thats when there was an opening. Unwanted Fatui actives opened way to a court case. And you were brought to the fortress for questioning. The sight of you in hand cuffs makes his stomach sink and flip.

He can't help but watch you squirm and glare at him. He kows you would hate him if he tried anything, but you keep making it so hard.

“I’ll let you out, but only if you agree to my terms.” He orders, narrowing his eyes at you.

“What do you want! I told you I haven’t seen anything.”

“Due to your individual crimes, as well as your part in Fatui matters, you’ll stay here under my watch. When you prove to be a model citizen, I’ll let you free.”

“You want to monitor me?!”

He nodds and watches as you shake your head in a silent agreement, expecting to be out in days.

Now, almost a year later he's splitting you on his cock for the 4th time today. His cute little office slut, forced to drip his cum whenever he decides.

He revels in your muffled moans from the muzzle he keeps you confined to. Your hands bound in hand cuffs whilst fucks into you sporadically.

When he’s done he pulls out and takes off the muzzle, “Do you want to go back on the surface?”

You merely shake your head, leading him to bury himself within your cunt again. He allows you to sit on his lap as he does paperwork.

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4k-starbound-k4 · 1 month ago

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Strangers

Tw: Sfw (disturbing) Mentions of Abuse, Drug abuse, Overdose, Cannibalism, Psychosis, mentions of domestic abuse, mentions of death, experimentation, body gore, psychological horror villain AU!

The dark room echoed with the screams of the other users of One for All. His mind had never been quiet, but now it was torn at every thought or emotion he had.

Turmoil. That’s all he felt.

His hair had grown longer, the roots now a stark white, once wide eyes exhausted and heavy, his formerly tan skin complexion now pale and sickly; bright green eyes, now dull and dark.

He felt his hand twitch and shake making him shoot up with a deep groan. Raking his finger down his face in a fury he had become accustomed to.

He had decided to take a walk, which always seemed to make it worse. He pulled on his combat boots and tightened the laces before pulling on his shirt. It was one his girlfriend got him.

As she crossed his mind, it hurt all too much within his head. He dragged his feet towards the shared bathroom down the hall.

It wasn’t rare for him to be the only one awake. He wished he could sleep, just a moment longer, the nightmares were nothing if it meant he could possibly see her, even if he forgot when he woke up.

The green haired man walked to the decrepit and dirty bathroom to turn on the broken, sickly whitish-blue light. It flickered and made an uneasy humming noise. It sounded familiar in all the worse ways.

He looked up into the mirrors and examined his eye bangs. The screaming started getting louder and louder. It made him want to smash his head into the mirror; the glass cutting deep within his skin would be better than this. He opened the medicine cabinet and took out a bottle of pills, quirk suppressants, that the doctor had given to him.

His trembling hand made it harder for him to give himself the right amount, five fell into his palm… he only needs one. Slamming his palm over his face, he didn’t gag or flinch. He’d become fond of the taste of fleeting freedom.

He put the bottle back on its shelf and slammed the medicine cabinet closed. The voices begin to be drowned out by the humming light, then it flickers. Causing him to lift his head and look into the mirror.

He had known she was coming.

Her hair was tattered and messy, her nose bled, as a matching small stream of crimson left the corner of her mouth. She was covered in bruises and bloody bite marks. Her neck, branded with hand prints.

Her eyes locked with him in the mirror as she wrapped her arms around his softly toned frame.

It was You.

“Am I making you feel sick?” She asked, nuzzling his neck.

“It’s all my fault.” He whispered, eyes looking down.

The cold chill in the air had not gone away. In fact it got colder as her grip tightened.

“My hero.” She nuzzles him more as she moves her hand to his neck.

“I’m not a hero anymore.” He says blankly.

Her fingers wringing against his neck, dragging her nails against his skin. He had forgotten to breathe…

Or was she suffocating him?

Already dull eyes glazed over as he felt her icy breath on his neck, he was trembling as he felt her blood transfer onto his body. It made him inhale sharply when she placed her teeth on his throat.

Her eyes had gone milky, that comforting color now gone. It was blank and blind, nothing like the focus she had in life. He couldn’t take it anymore, so he grabbed her arm.

He slammed her into the wall, his hands around her pretty neck.

Her eyes once again filled with color and wide, much like that night. Her tears landed on his hands, as blood started pouring from her nose and mouth.

This was all his fault. He wanted to be a hero. He made that deal with All for One! He got this stupid power that clashed with One for All! He shouldn’t have visited her after that night. If he’d just waited for the results, if Bakugo hadn’t triggered him…

He remembers the taste of her blood and flesh in his mouth. He just wanted to make her happy, but she started crying! He couldn’t remember why she started crying? Was it because he yelled at her… Or was it because he pinned her down and hit her?

That agony was nothing he had experienced before, it infuriated him. It made him unlike himself.

He looks down at her as she’s choking and crying. Her nails scratch his hands and arms. Her golden eyes, fading as she looks up at him.

“I-Izuku? Please… stop.” She choked out the blood dripping from her nose and mouth as he glanced over every part of her body.

It was so beautiful.

She looked good enough to eat. This hunger was consuming him, the screams of the other users flooding his mind.

His teeth sunk into her throat, the blood filled his mouth with a metallic taste, all while she hisses and groans for him to stop. It all just sounds like music to him! This was his symphony, and this was the crescendo!

He wished and prayed she’d just give in, can’t she see he was trying to love her?

Her near-lifeless body relaxed as his hand fell to her hips, the other pinning her hands above her head. His dead eyes clashed with hers like a forest fire. Her chest heaved slowly as he sunk his teeth back into her.

“I love you.” He purrs softly into her ear.

“Please let me go.” She says brokenly, her voice quivering.

“I love you.” His tone darkened.

“Izuku… it hurts.” She begs, her head falling to his shoulder.

Her flesh tastes like candy in his mouth, his hunger slowly being fed with each bite.

“I love you.” He lifted her head to look at him.

“Izuku…”

He felt cold and tired again. Lifeless. Ironic.

“I missed you.”

The feeling of cold water covered his body with a shock.

“Wake up.”

“Huh?” His eyes shot open.

“Wake up!” Shigaraki’s voice sounded annoyed.

He had looked up into the sickly white light. There was Tomura, his red eyes staring down at Izuku, slumped on the bathroom floor.

“You can’t keep overdosing on your medicine.” Tomura says, watching him stand up.

“How’s progress?” Izuku inquired, dismissing the older man’s worry.

“She’s nearly ready, just some finishing touches.” Tomura smirks and led him out the bathroom and down the hall to the basement door.

Beneath the abandoned hospital they stayed in was a laboratory. Vats full of future Nomu and experiments. As they walked among the tubes of test subjects, he stopped at one that was recently emptied.

Before looking at Tomura who kept walking. Izuku followed him.

“Where is-“ he says as Tomura stops and looks down.

It was a metal case full of a toxic looking, glowing blue substance, a mass of wires and tubes connected on all four sides as he looked into it through the frosty glass.

Her hair had turned stark white, cheeks rosy for the first time in years, as her chest rose and fell with life. The bite marks were still visible, but the parts of missing flesh had been replaced with pieces of skin too light for hers. Her mouth had been stitched into a smile, and her eyes closed peacefully. Her joints uncannily like a doll. The gash on her waist where he had — where it had — also been stitched and repaired.

“What more do I have to do?” Izuku looked up at Tomura, then at the doctor in the corner of the room.

The large computer terminal lit up and a video of One for All appeared.

“I’ve kept my deal, All Might is dead… you can take my quirk. I just want her to wake up.” Izuku orders firmly.

“You are not done yet, hero society needs to be taught a lesson.”

“What else do you want from me?” He sighed.

He was exhausted.

“Pledge your loyalty to Tomura and you can have her in a matter of seconds, even keep your quirks.” OFA smirks at him.

Izuku looks at Tomura and glances at her, “As long as it doesn’t risk killing her again… I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Good, you’ll be better in a world without heroes anyway after all you’ve done.” Tomura smirks at him.

Izuku looks at her as she groans and stretches. He immediately dropped to his knees and pulled off the top. He took her face in his scarred hands before she could process she was suddenly alive again.

He kissed her; it was feverish and obsessed, his fangs sinking into her tongue, allowing him to taste her again.

However, now, he can pace himself.

“Izuku? Stop, let me go!” She panicked.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay Doll. I’m here. And you aren’t going anywhere.” He says staring down into her milky white eyes.

“I want to go home.” She cries, shaking her head.

“You’ll never be without home ever again, I will never leave you- or let you leave me again.” He pets her hair.

He pulls her naked body out of the box, carrying her upstairs as the three others watch, amused by the monster they created.

“Stop! Help! Someone please help me!” She screams and sobs, squirming to get away from him.

“I love you.” He says as his bedroom door closes.

The screams of the other users came back feverishly, agonisingly. But he had become familiar with the pain. He would never have to hurt again, as long as she was there to shriek over them. Izuku could finally feel ‘sane’ again.

No matter how sick he got…

She was a remedy.

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