#yandere hinata shoyo x reader

[seijorhi]

Etched in Red: Ruby (Part One)

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Hinata Shoyo x female reader

Part Two

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tw: stalking, yandere themes, implied dub/non-con.

“I… have to go,” Kenma sighs. “Bye, Shoyo.” The last part’s tacked on like an afterthought, his attention already drawn over his shoulder, fixed on something Hinata can’t see. The source, no doubt, of those two loud thumps. 

Hinata doesn’t bother hiding his smile, signing off with a wave. It’s not the first time their video chats have ended this way, he’d wager it won’t be the last. Come to think of it, he had mentioned something about a stray a few weeks back. Maybe…

He shakes himself free of the thought, glancing down at the time on his open laptop and– shit. He’s gonna be late. 

It takes all of fifteen minutes for him to throw on some half decent clothes and bike across town. These days, with the sponsorships and all, he doesn’t have to work so hard, riding over town delivering food all night. 

He doesn’t have to, but he chooses to. 

On Friday nights, at least. Usually around six-thirty. He waits on the sidewalk, flicking through the app, declining, declining, declining, until he spots an all too familiar order. His face lights up. 

Accept. 

Being that he’s already parked out front of the restaurant, it means he’s got a little time to kill, but that’s cool, too. The staff know him by name, share knowing, vaguely amused looks when he pokes a head in to see where everything’s at. 

“Won’t be long, Shoyo,” one of them tells him, clapping a hand on his shoulder as he walks on by. They never actually ask which order he’s there to pick up.

And it’s habit, more than anything else, that has him checking said order when it’s called. Normally, a quick glance is all it needs, but… his smile fades, head tilting a little. There’s too much food. Almost twice the usual. 

The girl at the counter shrugs before he can even ask. “That’s the order we got. Girl’s probably got a friend coming for dinner.” Her eyebrows waggle, telling Hinata exactly what kind of friend she’s thinking of. “Either that or she’s real hungry.”

A wave of unpleasantness creeps under his skin, his insides twisting. He thanks her all the same, quick to bundle the food in the carry case and settle on his bike. By now, he knows the route like the back of his hand, he’s ridden it so often. He could do it blindfolded, in the dark–

… Were you having friends over? 

You don’t usually, not on Fridays. Sometimes you come back to the apartment tipsy and late, but you haven’t ever brought anyone back with you – aside from that one time, with the tall, loud girl who wouldn’t stop trying to drag you into impromptu karaoke. He’s never seen anyone else though. You’re like him, aren’t you? A creature of habit, routine. Six-thirty every Friday, the same order. 

Is it the tall girl again? Another of your girlfriends? 

Someone… else?

That uncomfortable feeling returns. Would it make a difference if it really was just a friend?

Before he knows it, Hinata’s out the front of your apartment, heart thudding away like his chest’s full of lead. Normally, you’re already there on the steps, waiting for him, because he knows you watch the tracking app like a hawk, because that’s what you do. That’s the routine – your routine; six-thirty, Friday night, you and him, on these steps. It’s his.

Hinata doesn’t realise his hands are shaking until he goes to grab your food.

“Shoyo?”

He whirls, expression bright. There you are. Lovely and beautiful in the golden light of dusk, smiling back at him like nothing’s wrong. The sight alone should ease the static beneath his skin, loosen the knots in his stomach, but it doesn’t. His smile feels too tight, his cheeks aching with it. 

Who are you having dinner with?

He doesn’t realise he’s actually spoken the words aloud until you blink at him, offering a somewhat sheepish reply. “Oh, you noticed that, did you?” How could he not? “A friend from back home. She’s staying with me for a few days, and since I apparently never shut up about this place, and it is a Friday night tradition…” you trail off, shrugging easily. “Here we are.”

Right. A friend from back home. Robotically his arm jerks forward, holding out the food for you to take. 

“Thanks for this,” you continue, blissfully unaware of the absolute, chaotic mess currently wreaking havoc inside of him. “It’s kinda weird, right, how you’re always the one picking up the order? They should really just cut out the middleman and hire you on retainer.” You’re joking, of course, the giggle tells him that much, and Hinata forces himself to chuckle along with you. 

“Same time next week, then?”

Do you hear the same faint tinge of desperation he does? He really, really hopes not. 

“You betcha,” you shoot back with a wink that seizes his heart with an invisible fist, already turning to make your way back inside to the warmth of your apartment. To the friend from back home who’s no doubt waiting for you.

From up above, a shadow moves across the window he knows is yours.

Not a date, Hinata reminds himself, just some nameless, faceless girl she used to know. One who’ll be gone soon enough. Back home, away from you. 

Honestly, it should be a relief. 

So why does it feel like his blood’s about to boil? Like the floor just opened up beneath him and everything’s falling apart? Standing on the sidewalk, hands flexed at his sides, his breath comes out in short, choppy pants. 

On wooden legs, he stumbles back to his bike. Kicks a leg over the frame and settles himself down, hands wrapped around the handlebars in a white knuckled grip. And still, he doesn’t move.

He can’t even think over the deafening roar in his head. 

This – Fridays – they’re his. Yours, yes, but his, too. And this girl, she’s… she’s intruding. She doesn’t belong. She shouldn’t be there.

And if she’s up there, what’s to stop others from stealing as well? 

Across the street, there’s a sudden banging noise, and Hinata turns just in time to see a scrawny looking tabby dart through the mouth of an alleyway. A stray.

For a while, longer than he’d probably like to admit, Hinata stares after it, his brain ticking over.

With one last, lingering glance up at your window, he huffs out a sigh and pushes off.

—

One thing Hinata learned during his stint as a delivery driver is that if you buzz the wrong apartment and someone’s home, more often than not they’ll let you in anyway. 

It’s only Wednesday. He’d been good, waited the four agonising nights while your friend took up space in your apartment. But she left today, and Hinata knows you, knows that you’re probably exhausted from having to put up with her, that you don’t have any plans tonight other than curling up on your couch and watching TV. 

You won’t mind him showing up instead, even if he maybe – probably – should’ve waited ‘til Friday. 

The food he’s got isn’t from your favourite restaurant, either, it’s from his, and he’s pretty confident you’re gonna love it. He brought flowers, too. Just in case. 

Excitement thrums through his veins, jittery and bright, and, unable to help himself, he bounces on his toes.

You answer the door wearing pyjama shorts and an worn, faded tee and Hinata beams because you’ve never looked prettier, even when that cute little crinkle scrunches between your eyebrows, “Shoyo, what���”

Right now, he’s supposed to say something charming, or funny, maybe. Something to smooth out the confused expression he doesn’t wanna call a frown. He should be a gentleman – he got the flowers and the food, he even went out and bought the fancy, expensive cologne Heitor recommended because Nice goes nuts for it. 

There was a plan. Or, sort of a plan.

It didn’t involve him dropping the flowers and the food on the floor, lurching forward like a man possessed to haul you into a scorching, life-altering kiss, pushing you back into your apartment and kicking the door shut behind him, but holy shit–

It absolutely should’ve.

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE HINATA SHOYO HEADCANONS

Hinata would meet you in middle school when he barely had any experiences of volleyball. He overheard some people saying how you played like a pro and he wanted to see if it was true and he attended one of your games. He instantly realized you played like an ace and you TOTALLY deserved to be called a pro in volleyball and he saw how confident and daring and outgoing your personality was. He saw you like some sort of fiery goddess and he admired you 

Later on, with a bright and big cheery smile on his face, he asked you if you could maybe show him how you played volleyball so he could try learning from you to which you happily agreed to show your moves. Soon, he had a game against Kitagawa Daiichi and he was HELLA shocked when he found out that you were rooting for Kageyama 

After the game was done, (Kitagawa Daiichi won, sorry Hinata), he saw you and Kageyama laughing at something which literally just made his blood boil in anger and rage. He most DEFINITELY LOATHES and HATES Kageyama even MORE now 

In high school, you become the manager of the Karasuno volleyball team to Hinata's immense satisfaction but to his disgust, he literally hates that Kageyama is in Karusuno as well

This boi is extreme when it comes to you. He's either shy or intense around you and sometimes, he either acts like a lovestruck puppy, always clinging onto you and following you around or he acts like a middle school guy who just got his first crush

When it comes to rivals, I can't really see Hinata actually killing someone but he does like playing little pranks and tricks on the people he thinks who are trying to steal you away from him. But when he flies into a rage, oh boy... there's no stopping him and I have a feeling Yandere Deku and Yandere Hinata would get along PERFECTLY well with each other. If they actually MEET each other, they might have some killing spree contests for their darlings

Hinata would always treat you like a goddess and will NEVER EVER mistreat you. HECK, this dude won't even raise his voice at you

He is a VERY VERY DELUSIONAL ASF Yandere. He thinks whatever he's doing is good for you and for your safety. He will baby proof where he kidnapped you and is keeping you so that you won't injure yourself. Not even a plastic butter knife will be available in sight. He most CERTAINLY will NOT allow for you to reach for things that are really high, ESPECIALLY if you're standing on a stool or something. What if you trip and fall? You could get SERIOUSLY hurt and you might crack your skull! Don't worry, Hinata is there to take care of everything for you, all you have to do is just sit back and relax and not worry your pretty little head about anything 

He will understand that when he kidnapped you, you'd be sad and upset but he'll calm you down and assure himself that this is just a lover's spat and every couple goes through rough times and patches like these but you two will make up eventually and you'll learn to fall in love with him or he will MAKE you. As much as it breaks his little heart to see you cry and sob, he'll give you time to adjust to your new life 

As long as he has you by his side, everything's possible for this tangerine and he really wouldn't mind adding a little one to the mix since he's always wanted a family with you 

He is a VERY JEALOUS bby. If he sees anyone talking to you, he'll just drag you off away from them or stare creepily and silently at that person till they're creeped out by Hinata's death glare

He will try to learn EACH and EVERYTHING about your personality, like you likes and dislikes, your daily routine, what books you like reading, where you like to hang out and he keeps a check on those so called ''friends'' of yours and they literally irk him till no ends. Why do you need THOSE morons when you have HIM!? THEY would never love you as much as he does and he feels they're stealing you away from him and that's why he's going to try distancing them from you. Pretty soon your poor friends will be avoiding you like the Corona but don't worry, Hinata's there to comfort you and be your shoulder to cry on

Is the type of yandere who will leave love letters for you in your locker and wherever you go. Along with some little gifts of course 

When you act up or when you drive him over the edge, he'll just take a deep breath and sigh and stare at you for a couple of seconds with a blank expression and then he'll walk out of the room to cool off and to give you space. He will NEVER hurt you, that thought never occurred to him, not even in his nightmares. Should you try to escape from him, well.... things won't be good for you, that's all I can say. He'll have to lock you up in a room but don't worry, you'll still have your favorite things and cuddles from time to time after punishment is done

After your punishment, he'll tell you he had to punish you for your own good and gently stroke your hair and caress your cheeks lovingly and hold you in his strong arms and he'll be breathing down your neck and clinging onto you like the shrimpy version of a koala 

You can use his childishness and his love for you to help you escape but you'll have to be on your guard and alert and say the right things at the right time. Though Hinata might be a gullible yandere who's ready to do anything and everything for you, don't forget: He can recognize manipulation in a person's voice if you aren't careful. He'll be really hurt if he fins out you're manipulating him and gaining back his trust will take a REALLY long time 

[chattemagique]

tw: mostly fluff, slightly suggestive, man is weirdly jealous about your lower stomach, fem! bodied reader, all characters are 18+

men who are obsessed with your lower belly who find it so enticing and pretty, who never understood why would you even be insecure about it when it literally drives them crazy

he's never leaving a chance of placing his hand or gently grabbing onto it whenever you both are together, whether you're wearing something tight-fitting that's accentuating that lower part or your body or whether you are spooning together his hand always travels to it

God forbid you wear something cropped that exposes that part of your body, you're basically asking him to give more attention to it he might even start to think that it's because of his lack of affection to it you wore it so it would attract other people no! he wants to have it all to himself!

so let him compensate this time for all of the other moments when he hasn't given you enough love!

let him squeeze it, smooch it, caress it, grab it! it is just so precious!

it is just so adorable, so pretty, so squishy, the way it stands out on your body, how it's so soft and warm, appealing to him

he loves to place tender kisses on it, sometimes leaving a hickey, when he's feeling extra freaky

his hand always serves as a heat pad for your belly whenever you are on your period that's strangely brings you sense of comfort and security

just as you lay in bed after long day you can expect his hand crawling into your lap, gently embracing your lower stomach as he's whispering sweet nothings to your ear as you both fall asleep

( ˘ ³˘)♥ kuroo tesurou, tendou satori, hinata shoyo, suna rintarou, osamu miya, eijiro kirishima, bakugo katsuki, hawks, tomura shigaraki, choso kamo, yuuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, kyojuro rengoku, sanemi shinazugawa, genya shinazugawa, tanjiro kamado, inosuke hashibira, douma, akaza, gyutaro, denji

[animeyanderelover]

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional mindset, clinginess, isolation, abduction, toxic reader

Tags: @leveyani @nightmaresprophet @iloveeyanderes

S/o is like Makima

Hinata Shoyo

☀️​The human brain tends to find unique ways to prevent someone from falling into utter despair and this is exactly what happens when the daunting truth threatens to burst Shoyo's happy bubble. There has never been anything wrong with his relationship as far as he could tell. You were always kind and caring and never made him feel self-conscious about his height, even encouraging and defending him when he felt bad about it or when others made fun of him for it. Your behavior only ever fueled his delusion that the both of you are a perfect match, there were never any indications in his eyes that you were manipulating and using him. So why do others try to shatter his happiness now all of a sudden? Hinata is in violent denial, refuses to even listen to to the words of the people who truly care about him even if they are his own friends. His mind drowns out all words and sounds and in the worst cases he reacts hostile, accusing them of just being jealous that you two are together. You two love each other! You love him! Tell it to them. Say it to him as well so that he may brush of their words in live happily in the present, wrapped up in your lies and own delusions until you decide to bring his world zo a stop.

Kageyama Tobio

🌧️​Initially Tobio's reaction is not too dissimilar to Shoyo's. Only that Kageyama never stays in the stage of denial until there is no way out. He may lash out on the people who warn him, may accuse them that they are just envious and spiteful yet their words stick with him like leeches, slowly sucking away at his view of the world. He may reassure you that their words are nothing that could drag him down yet there is a growing sense of paranoia that he feels in the pit of his stomach, a slimy worm that wriggles around and puts him constantly on edge. Kageyama doesn't want to believe their words yet the sparks have already been lit inside of him, the inferno just waiting to happen. He clings to you much more of a sudden, his jealousy at an all-time high as he can't help but observe you closely, gauging your every gesture and reaction. He leans into every touch of yours yet gets a cold shiver when your skin initially brushes against his, a sensation of dread seeping into his skin together with the comfort your touches always bring him. He constantly asks of you to tell him that you love him and always wants to be with you, his paranoia unquenchable. It's only a matter of time until he will explode.

Kozume Kenma

🐱​It has taken quite a bit of effort out of the introverted boy to work up the courage to confess to you, stepping out of his own comfort zone whilst doing so. It all worked out though. So imagine how Kenma feels when he is told that all of the silent pinning and yearning was essentially for nothing as he still doesn't have what he desires from you the most. Your love. Obviously he turns away from the conversation, deletes the messages and ignores the phone calls from people who are trying to warn him. At least until he has calmed down and decides to at least listen once. Those warnings stick with him from that day on and it affects how he starts acting around you. Golden eyes follow you with a sharper gaze as if trying to detect any flaws within your facade and you take notice of the way he subtly tries to question you when the both of you talk to each other. There is nothing that would hint at you merely using him yet he can't let go either as those words have rubbed him in the wrong way. He needs to be 100% sure, starts stalking your social media accounts as well as reverting back to his old habits of following you around again. If it turns out to be true, he wants at least some leverage against you.

Gyutaro

🟢​Gyutaro has always struggled to accept your words and touches even if a part of him desperately craved for your act to be true. His bitter personality and lingering memories of his human life have taught him though that no one could truly love someone who looks as hideous as he does. Your kind words feel like needles puncturing his ear drums and your touches scorch him, feeling as if rays of sunshine dance across his pale and sickly skin. Something about your gentleness repulses him, your calm personality even whilst he is screaming at you whilst his nails are digging into your flesh confusing and agitating him. He shouldn't be shocked when the truth eventually comes out. He knows how your kind works, he knows that you could have never loved him truly yet the pain of unrequited love still hurts him greatly, fueling his anger. A part of him yearns to rip the organ out that you call heart yet he is unable to do so. Not only because his feelings for you hold him back but also because it is then that he truly learns just how frightening your gentle personality is as well as your lack of fear even whilst he's choking you. In a way you are also a monster, only that you kill him in a different kind of way.

Itadori Yuji

🩷​Feelings truly can blind someone and the same counts for Yuji when the both of you intially meet and hang out together. Gojo has jokingly warned him, Megumi has done so much more bluntly and even Nobara has told him that you creep her out yet Yuji, firmly believing in the quote that one shouldn't judge a book by its cover approaches you, gets to know you and falls in love with you. He doesn't understnad why people are so frightened and wary of you. All of that changes as time passes though and the innocence of Yuji is brutally stripped away. Corruption, greed and violence are subjects he finds himself confronted with and it forces him to develop a new sense of maturity as his blissful simplicity is unable to exist with everything he finds himself surrounded with. Only then does he finally see what his younger and more naive self was either unable to see or just decided to ignore. You're manipulative and continue to do so even when he confronts you about your lies yet he is no longer deceived by your kind words. He notices the indifferent look in your eyes when he breaks down in front of you even whilst you soothe him, realising that you have already won. He's chained to you.

Kamo Choso

🩸​From all the sorcerers that he met after he chose to fight on Yuji's side you are the first one he has gotten close with as you approached him from the very beginning. In his eyes you are kind, gentle and patient as you teach him about social norms and the world around him as Choso has only been recently born into a new body, meaning that there is a huge gap of knowledge and this dedication of yours is one of the many things that leads him to fall in love with you. The rumors start flying around as some sorcerers joke that you have gotten yourself a new toy but Choso believes none of them. How could they even dare? You are kind and gentle, always willing to help. Especially when others make such jokes within your earshot does Choso get hostile and defensive, threatening others to take those rude words about you back whilst you watch him with intrigue. By now he is following you around everywhere you go, insisting that he needs to protect you and that he could never bear if something were to happen to you and he wouldn't be there for you. It is likely that deep down part of him fears that their words may be true which is one of the reasons why he is so needy and soon abducts you.

Fujioka Haruhi

👑​There has always been a part of Haruhi that has had a feeling that your every word and gesture isn't quite as sincere as others think they are. She is surrounded by people who put on an act to appeal to the customers of their club and she has a distinct feeling that you are putting on an act as well, though Haruhi doesn't know what your motives might be. As someone who has never believed in the concept of buttering up her words nicely for others she is very blunt to tell you that she has a bad feeling about you, much to the shock of the people around her as you are well-known and quite liked as well. You do not seem to take it personally though, the calm expression on your face never fading away. Haruhi doesn't even notice her own feelings developing into something else for you and perhaps that is her downfall as you very much notice what she has yet to see and use that to your advantage to coax her closer to your side. By the time Haruhi finally recognises what has happened and what you have done to her it is already far too late to recover and for the first time in her life her usually unflappable attitude is shaken. What have you done to her?

Chae Yul

💜​Chae Yul on his own is already a very toxic person yet with someone who is even more deceiving and manipulative than he is this relationship is about to be lethal. Even whilst Chae Yul is under the illusion that you are in love with him he continues with his manipulative behavior, faking tears to gain affection and sympathy whilst remaining extremely jealous of other people you choose to surround yourself with. Between the two of you only one is aware of the manipulation of the other one though and that is you yet it is fairly easy for you to coax Chae Yul to simply do what you wish of him to do as long as you coddle him afterwards and give him what he craves. When the truth comes to reveal itself though the first emotion that Chae Yul experiences is neither betrayal nor is it aggression. It is fear. Fear to be abandoned and left behind by you. The only one getting messed up is ultimately him, far too addicted to you to ever think about leaving you and living without you. So instead he abducts you, begs of you to stay with him, promising with teary eyes that he'll be useful to you and will be your slave as long as you act as you have always done with him, even if none of it was ever genuine.

[ghost-reader07]

Title: Found You~

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

Warnings: Yandere Shoyo! Stalking! Mind break! NonCon!

This may be triggering for some audiences as it is heavily/entirely NonCon. Please proceed with caution 💜.

Word Count: 7.8k

You finally escaped Shoyo for two years, when he went off to Brazil for a while. But he found you...and he wants you. And you want him?

After escaping Shoyo Hinata two years ago, you hid as a different, yet normal person. You could've gone to the police but with the man as a famous volleyball player, you knew you wouldn't win the fight. Now working at a coffee shop, you found a man with an orange hat that read ‘Asas São Paulo’ in navy print and plain clothes; a simple T-shirt and knee length cargo shorts. But the thing that caught your attention, was his orange hair under the hat, you realized who it was.  

“Hi, can I get a caramel Frappuccino. No caffeine” He orders with a familiar drink with a sickeningly familiar sweet smile, your favorite drink; the same one he didn’t even like because it was ‘too sweet’ for his taste. You turn away and feel nauseous. "Are you alright, ma'am?" Shoyo specifically asks you. “Fine, sir” you say with a formal smile. You quickly ring him up and hands him his drink. “Here you are” you say, sliding it to him, trying to act ‘normal’. He notices you trembling slightly before he grabs his beverage. “Why are you shaking a bit? It’s not that cold in here…right?” 

He takes a sip from his drink, licking the whipped cream off his lips, eyes never leaving you. “No, I’m just a bit chilly today” you say. “Next in line please!” You call out, trying to get Shoyo to move away from him. You planned on quitting right after your shift ended. You would need to call someone to come get you. You were terrified on the inside. Shoyo doesn’t move and instead decides to start a conversation. “A bit chilly, huh? But the air conditioners are on and you don’t have a sweater on either…” Shoyo continues to observe the trembling in your hands, knowing how you look when you’re actually scared. “Are you…afraid of someone? Is there someone in the shop bothering you?” 

”Excuse me sir, thank you for your concern but please move aside” you say, there were several costumers behind Shoyo. You tried to keep your voice steady as you spoke but ultimately fail. He smiles, “my apologies ma’am” he says and does as you asked, stepping aside. Though, he still glances at you every now and then. It felt like his eyes were burning holes into your body. You could feel his stares that he was practically giving to you the whole time. You continue to serve the next few costumers before calling a co-worker over to swap with you so you could take your break. Once your co-worker takes over your position at the register, you immediately head to the staff room in the back.  

Shoyo watches you go to the back room. He knew this was his chance and he needed to act fast. As soon as you were out of the sight of the other workers, Shoyo quickly and quietly followed you without anyone noticing. You quickly pull out your phone to call someone, anyone who could come get you. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didn’t notice someone behind you. You feel someone snatch your phone from your hand before swiftly pinning you against the wall, their chest to your back. You open your eyes, looking over your shoulder only to be greeted by the same face you often saw in your nightmares.  

“Who were you trying to call, Sunflower?” 

You freeze, “you…you can’t be back here” you mutter, your blood running cold. Shoyo chuckles as he holds you against the wall, leaning down and sniffing your hair. “I know I can’t but I couldn’t help it~ I’ve been looking for you for two years. Do you know how much I’ve missed you?” His breath warms your neck as he places his lips on your shoulder, placing butterfly kisses on you. You feel goosebumps spread on your dark skin, making them barely visible but Shoyo could feel them. “Let me go” you mutter, your voice having no real demand behind it, only fear. You were terrified, and shaking- trembling. Shoyo ignores your words and instead pushes you more up against the wall. You could feel something hard pressing against your ass. You weren’t stupid, you knew what that was.  

His lips move up to your neck, sucking and biting, creating hickeys. His free hand grips one of your hips, holding you in place as he continues to mark you over. “Not a chance. I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again.” Shoyo grunts, continuing to sniff your hair, breathing in your smell, taking in the lost scent that he missed for Two. Whole. Years.  

“How…did you even find me?” You mutter softly. You were sure to hide yourself correctly, to change everything and hide. “You changed your hair, your name, everything. But I could never forget the way you move. The way you talk and act, you can’t change that. I could never forget your face. I’ve finally found you~” He chuckles and forcefully flips you around, your back now pressed harshly against the cool texture of the wall. Shoyo moves his free hand to your front; his fingers moving to unbutton your work clothes and expose your chest to him. 

You tear up, “please, don’t” you quietly beg him, tears forming in your eyes. Shoyo looks up at you and sees the tears. It doesn’t make him stop though. His fingers are now completely unbuttoning the buttons of the shirt as he pushes it open. “Still as beautiful as ever…My cute Sunflower. My sweet love~” his voice was gentle; his tone was sweet...but you knew better than to trust any of it. You were shaking like a leaf, a feeling of dread as he completely pops open your shirt, leaving your exposed in your bra. “Stop it, stop it… please, don’t do this” you beg him, your voice shaking.  

Shoyo’s eyes look at your bare chest when your shirt popped open. He sucks in a breath when he sees you in your bra. It was black lace, his favorite color to see on you. He loved the way the color seemed to shape and form your body, he loved it when you wore skin tight clothes as well, the way it would hug your curves, squeeze your large breast and show off just how fat and jiggly your ass was. He stares at your face, taking in every feature that hadn’t changed over the past two years. You would be in your mid 20s by now...but you still looked like the day you ran away from him. It gave it both a sweet and bitter feeling. “You’re so perfect, you’re just so beautiful…So mine.” He says smoothly before flipping you again, pinning you face first against the wall once more. He starts placing kisses on your back, slipping your work shirt off your shoulders as he pushes himself up against you, his chest on your back, his bulge digging uncomfortably into your thick ass cheeks. His hand slowly trails it’s way up her spine, his fingers as cold as you remember them being. You could feel him start slowly unclasping your bra. You whimper softly, closing your eyes. This wasn't happening, it just couldn’t be.  

Shoyo chuckles at the whimper and finally unclasps your bra. He pushes it up over your chest before letting it fall to the ground. His hands go down to your hips and he spins you back around, making you look at him as his eyes look you up and down. You head was starting to swim from how easily he man handled you, flipping you like you were a piece of meat on the stove... he was certainly looking at you like you were one.  

“My dear Sunflower…I’ve missed you so much.” He says, wrapping his arms around your naked torso, pulling you against his chest. “Stay away from me, please” you beg softly, the strength leaving your body. You couldn’t even scream even if you wanted to. Your fear was freezing you in place. “Not a chance~” Shoyo chuckles as he takes a hold of your chin and cups it, forcing you to look at him. He could see the fear clear in your eyes, the way you trembled at his touch. 

“Oh, my sweet love…Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you…Not on purpose~” He says, lying. 

You knew him well enough, experienced him well enough to know that those words were nothing but a fat lie. Shoyo pushes you back against the wall and starts to trail kisses down, starting from your neck, kissing and sucking on your collarbone. You whimper at the mild pain that came from him sucking harshly on your collarbone. You could feel one of his hands snake up your torso, cupping your breast. Shoyo starts to feel up your bare breast in his hand, gently caressing before harshly pinching your nipple between his two fingers. He smirks when he hears that familiar yelp of of pain leave your lips as slowly starts to suck and bite on your collarbone harder, leaving a huge dark hickey on it. His free hand goes down to your skirt and starts lifting it. 

“I’m begging you, please don’t do this” you beg him, tears silently dripping down your face. Shoyo stops and pulls away from your collarbone. He looks at your face and sees the tears flowing from your eye. He gently wipes them with his thumb, a sympathetic look on his face. “Why are you crying? You’re making me feel bad…I’m not trying to hurt you, love.” He says, a soft expression on his face; he looked like a sad puppy. If you didn’t know any better, you’d believe that innocent face. 

“Then let me go, and stop, please,” your voice was soft on his ears.  

Oh, how he missed the sweet sound of your voice when you pleaded with him, when you begged him.  

Shoyo chuckles, he had no plans on stopping. “I told you; I’m not letting you go, and I meant it” Shoyo says with a smile on his face. His hand gently caresses your cheek. “I missed you so much, you know?” 

You could feel his other hand roughly squeeze your nipple as he continued to play with it, pulling and rolling it between his fingers in an almost cruel manner that...also felt good. You could feel his hand move from your chin, slowly caressing your body as it made its way down your body, trailing along your torso until it stopped at your thighs, forcing them apart. You suck in a cold, sharp breath, feeling his hand cupping your pussy through your panties. Shoyo chuckles when he feels you tense up. He gets close to your ear and whispers what would usually be sweet words in anyone else’s mind, but you knew he was mocking you. “You’re so warm here…It’s perfect”. 

You feel a shiver run up your spine at his words. “You’re moist” he mutters softly, his finger gently stroking you through your panties. Shoyo’s sinister smile grows as he pushes a bit more up against you, putting his weight on you, pinning you to the wall as his fingers continue to caress you, feeling the wet spot on your panties grow. He kisses your neck, moving to your ear. “You didn’t think that you would get away from me, did you? You’re all mine~” 

You shiver at his touch, your trained body reacting to his touch instantly. You could feel your panties growing damper as a familiar, unwanted pleasure starts to grow between your legs, rising up in your stomach. Shoyo laughs against your neck when he feels your body reacting, loving how you’re practically giving in already. “Your body is so honest, even if you say no. It’s so perfect, so honest. I love it~” 

“No, I…” You try to object, but you couldn’t stop the small moan that slipped past your lips when Shoyo pressed against your aching core, rubbing small circles against your clit through the damp cloth shielding your needy pussy from his touch. Shoyo chuckles when he heard the moan and saw you struggle to speak. Pressing harder against you, he whispers in your ear. “You’re such a liar, love. Your body betrays you and I can feel it…You know you want it~” 

”No, I really don’t” you plead with him but he doesn’t stop. He squeezes your breast again while continuing to rub circles on your clit. You shiver again, your panties growing moister. It felt good, the way your body registers this familiar pleasure, the way your body reacts to Shoyo’s familiar touch. He had trained you well, trained your body well to react like this to his touch, and his touch only. 

 Shoyo chuckles softly and kisses your neck. He feels you shiver, a soft, quiet moan leaving your lips. Shoyo rubs a bit faster, his touch gentle yet firm enough against your clit, just the way you liked being touched. He’s loving every minute of listening to you, feeling you shudder at his touch, the way you try to hold back moans from the pleasure he gives you. “Your body seems to be begging for more…Why else are you shuddering in pleasure, love?” 

“No, that’s not it, just…let me go, please” you whimper softly, and despite your efforts, another moan escapes your delicate lips. Shoyo smirks and pulls your panties to the side, stroking your wet lips, before delving a little deeper. You could feel him tease your hole with his fingers, the familiar touch of his fingers toying with your pussy makes you want to fall apart. But you don’t, you refused to.  

He doesn’t do anything more than teasing, simply stroking your cunt in just the right ways to make you squirm. You watch through lidded eyes as Shoyo pulls his fingers back and smirks, they were covered in slick, your slick. He laughs at the sight, a smug smile making its way onto his face. He places his fingers on your lips, his face close to yours. You close your eyes, a stray tear making its way down your face as he gently pokes your lips with his slick coated fingers, his smirk growing. “Looks like your body is betraying you, love. You shouldn’t lie to me, right~?” 

You fight the trained urge to open your lips and suck his fingers clean, like you were forced to do so many times in the past. Shoyo’s smirk widens a bit when he sees you stop yourself. He continues massaging you, going slightly faster, loving seeing how you’re trying to deny the pleasure. “I’m not lying” you say softly, turning your face away from his sharp, raptor-like gaze. 

“Oh really? Are you sure about that? You seem to be enjoying this a lot, darling~”.  

You feel your legs go weak, you fight to keep standing, pleasure spreading through your body. “I…no, it…it's not like that” you mutter softly. Shoyo chuckles softly and buries his nose in your neck, taking in your familiar scent again. He could feel you getting weak, he felt his dick twitch in hos boxers again, enjoying the moans coming out of your mouth. 

Fuck~ he wanted to take you right here, right now.  

But he would wait. He was having too much fun teasing you at the same time. 

“You can try to deny it all you want, but you and I know that you’re giving in~” He continues massaging your clit, picking up the pace. He pushes his body up against you, making sure you can’t go anywhere, only lean on him for support. You feel your body unconsciously lean against his, your legs shaking... just like he wanted you to. You wanted to fight the feeling, but you couldn’t.  

You feel his fingers continuing to tease your hole, driving you crazy. “I’m putting them in~” he whispers in your ear but before you can object you feel two of his fingers slip inside of you, easily. “Now that wasn’t much trouble, you’re so wet for me they slipped right in” Shoyo coos again. You close your eyes, hating your body’s reaction to this man’s touch. “Aww, you feel that Sunflower, you’re sucking me in” Shoyo taunts you, and you knew he wasn’t wrong.  

You could feel it too.  

You try to hold back a moan, the pleasure intensifying. You were a little ashamed to admit, but it was the first time you had something inside since you left him. You try to hold back a moan but you couldn’t. The way his fingers felt so good inside, even if he wasn’t moving. Shoyo chuckles when he feels you lean against him, satisfied that he's able to break your resistance even just a little. His ears perk up when he hears your stifled moan and he smirks to himself. “It’s alright, love. You can make any sound you want here. No one is going to find us here. You can make all the loud noise you want…Let it out~” 

”No, no this isn’t right. You shouldn’t be here" you whimper trying to bite back your moans as you feel him move his fingers slowly.  

Fuck~ it felt so good, his fingers, the way he moved, how gentle his movements were.  

But you could never admit that out loud. 

Shoyo laughs against your neck as he slowly moves his fingers in and out, loving you’re attempt to deny the pleasure. “Why not~? We belong together, remember? You’re my love, my Sunflower, and mine to have whenever I please.” Shoyo says softly, as if trying to lure you in with his sweet tone, and gentle words.  

Just like he did the first time.  

You don’t say anything, your breath growing heavier the more Shoyo moved his fingers. Your eyes go wide when you feel him go faster. Shoyo chuckles and looks down at you. Seeing your eyes go wide is such a wonderful sight. He looks into them and doesn’t slow down, pushing his fingers a little bit harder.  

*Squelch* 

*Slick* 

*Sluck* 

“I can see the pleasure in your eyes, love. You can’t deny that you’re enjoying it. Look at you, quivering in pleasure…You’re perfect~” Shoyo coos in your ear. “Shut up...and just...leave me be, please,” you beg him, doing your best to hold in your moans. Shoyo laughs again and moves his head to your ear. “You’re begging me to stop, but I can feel how your body is shaking under my touch. Your body is begging for more, my dear Sunflower~”  

 

You shake your head, “no…” You say weakly, moaning softly into his shoulder. You couldn’t help it, the familiar pleasure that used to be a distant, unwanted memory slowly clouding your mind again.  

Shoyo feels your pussy squeeze his fingers slightly as a small whine escape from your lips, he smirks, taking that as a sign that your willpower is slowly breaking, that you’re giving in. He loves how much you’re struggling to deny the pleasure, it’s arousing to see you trembling in ecstasy every time he touches you. The way you try to hide how good you feel, your labored breaths, the trembling of your legs, it does nothing but puff up his pride.  

“Oh, my sweet, sweet Sunflower…You’re so beautiful like this. So, so, perfect~” he ‘praises’ you. You knew he was doing nothing but mocking you all over again. “No, don't...don’t talk to me like that” you pant through labored breaths, your hands finding their way to his shirt, gripping it to keep yourself grounded. You use his strong, lean yet well-built sports body to support your body. Shoyo can feel you clutching onto his shirt as you use him to prevent yourself from falling. He loves how your hands are shaking, grasping the fabric of his shirt. He knows that you're struggling to keep up your strength to resist. And he was loving every second of it. 

“Hmm~? I can talk to you however I want, my love. You belong to me. And I know that you love the way I’m talking to you right now~”  

You shake your head, denying it. “I…ah~… I-I don’t” you say, letting out a louder moan when Shoyo’s fingers brush against a familiar pleasure spot. Shoyo smirks and pushes his fingers deeper, hitting that spot again...and again...and again, loving how you let out a loud moan. “You can try to lie all you want, my love…But I know that you’re lying. The way your body is acting speaks louder than your words, you know~” Shoyo murmurs in your ear. He moves his head to your neck and begins to kiss and suck all over, wanting to cover it with as many hickeys as he can. You can feel that familiar pleasure building up in your stomach despite your protest.  

You didn’t want to but…he was going to make you; like he always did. “Please, no…” you weakly beg Shoyo when he starts moving his fingers faster and harder, hitting that spot again and again, going deeper than before still. Shoyo’s smirk widens when he hears you say “no” again even though he can hear the moans in your voice and feel how much your body is quivering in pleasure and how tight you are around his fingers. 

“Stop denying yourself, dear. Admit that you’re enjoying it. I know you love the feeling~” 

His mouth moves up to your ear and he whispers. “Give in and let it out, Sunflower~” You feel an electric shock like pleasure course through your body, your walls shuddering around Shoyo’s fingers. The red head smirks when he feels your soaking, messy cunt clamp down on his fingers, pulsing around him. He smirks, slowing down his rhythm just a little but not by much, prolonging your orgasm as he gently coos in your ear.  

“That’s it…Good girl~ I was wondering when you would give in” Shoyo whispers gently, licking his lips as he looks down at you. “I can feel how you’re clenching around my fingers right now…I know you want this, love~” he continues on. “Shoyo~” You moan unconsciously when he keeps moving his finger.  

Just like you were trained to do.  

“Please” you beg softly, looking up at him with teary eyes, a small trail of drool running down the side of your mouth. Your mind was clouded, your thoughts were so easily scrambled by his simple actions. Shoyo smirks down at you, enjoying the way your eyes looked zoned out, the small trail of drool dripping down your chin. He couldn’t resist leaning in and licking it clean for you. He couldn’t stop his smirk from growing into a smug grin once again when he hears you moan his name, loving the way you said it. His thoughts immediately go back to the way you used to say his name, like a sweet melody. Seeing the tears and the drool on your face makes him feel satisfied, that you’re slowly falling into your conditioned state. Seeing you in this helpless and pleasure filled state, he couldn’t stop himself. He just had to tease you more. 

“Please what~? What do you want, love? Tell your sweet me what you need~” Shoyo mockingly coos with a twisted smile on his face. “Wanna… ah~” you moan, unable to get your words out. Shoyo’s eyes shine when you’re unable to speak, loving the fact that you’re so wrapped up in the pleasure to even form words to speak to him. Seeing you so weak and vulnerable was so satisfying, it was like a dream come true once again. “You want what~? Use your words, love~” He teases, seeing a smirk spread across his face as he speeds up, his fingers rubbing against that sensitive spot.  

“Wanna stop but…feels good, feels really good” you whimper, tears falling down your face so perfectly as you beg Shoyo to stop but also to keep making you feel good. Shoyo laughs gently, his fingers moving even faster, massaging all your sweet spots he had memorized perfectly. Seeing you so helpless, desperately wanting the pleasure but not wanting to admit it, tears rolling down your face, it was so cute and arousing to him. 

“You want me to stop? But you know that you’re loving it, Sunflower. Your body is just begging for more… And I’m here to give you what you really want~” Shoyo squeezes your breast again, his fingers playing with your sensitive bud that already felt achy and puffy from his previous teasing. You let’s out another moan, trying to keep quiet as your brain slowly starts to shut off, slowly giving into the pleasure. Shoyo’s smirk widens, leaning down to your ear and whispering, “there’s no one here but us, love. You can make all the noise you want. Let me hear all those sweet moans coming out of your pretty mouth~” 

You shake your head, biting your lip. You wouldn’t, you didn’t want to. Shoyo grabs your chin and looks into your eyes. He doesn’t like how you’re biting your lip, trying to hold back the moans and pleasure. He leans in, close enough to feel his breath on your face. “No, my love. I want to hear your sweet moans. I want you to stop holding back and just let it all out. I want to hear you, hear the pleasure in your voice. Don’t make me use force to get those noises out of you~”  

You don’t say anything, biting your lip harder. You were still trying to fight him on this. Shoyo feels his irritation growing with your continued resistance. He tightens his grip on your chin, his face still very close to yours. “I warned you, Sunflower…You know what happens when you don’t listen to me~” He moves his hand away from your chin and grabs your hair, gripping it tight and pulling it back. He moves his mouth to your neck and begins to bite and start a hickey there. He was rough and harsh in his actions, not caring if his bite hurt your or not, his fingers moving just as roughly. You whimper, trying to hold back any sounds as he gets rougher with you. You knew it’d only make him feel better about himself.  

It hurt 

Shoyo’s eyes are cold and rough as he continues to bite your neck. The grip on your hair tightens as he gives you a large hickey, marking you as his. His fingers move quickly and abruptly showing no restraint or care for your feelings or comfort. He is only focusing on making you submit to him through a means too familiar to both of you. “You’re being such a bad girl, love. I know you’re loving this; you know that you love it. Just give up and give in to me…”  

You whimper again. Some part of your brain whispers for you to fight the pleasure, to not give in. But it was hard, so hard not to. Shoyo continues to mark your neck, giving you large hickeys that would be impossible to hide. He feels you struggling to fight back against the pleasure, but he can see that you’re slowly giving in. With how you’re reacting, he knows that you can’t hold out much more. After all,  

He trained you too well.  

“Just give in, love…Stop fighting. I know you want to, give in to the pleasure. Let me hear those sweet moans coming out of your mouth~” 

You don’t say anything, not know what to say. Shoyo growls in frustration and pulls your hair harder, making you look at him. He’s had enough of your disobedience, and he’s going to make you give in to him. He had finally found you after two fucking years, and if he had to retrain her again, he would.  

“You’re being so rebellious, Sunflower, you know that? You know I don’t like it when you don’t listen to me, yet here you are, trying to fight me…Do you need a reminder of what happens when you misbehave, love? Is that what you want?” His voice was gentle but she could hear the sharpness of his undertone, the obvious underlying threat in his words. You shiver at his tone, you knew you should say something, anything. But nothing comes to mind or leaves your mouth. You stay silent.  

Shoyo narrows his eyes at your silence, frustrated at your lack of response. He leans down to your ear and whispers. “Since you won’t speak, I suppose I’ll have to show you what happens when you’re disobedient, my love.” He moves his hand away from your hair and grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. He speaks in a low and cold tone. “Do you remember what happens next, love?” Your eyes widened, he wouldn’t. But when he moves his hand from your chin to his belt buckle, you knew he was serious. Shoyo smirks when he notices your eyes widening when he moves his hand down to his belt buckle. He knows that you’re scared, but he also knows that you know he’s being serious. 

“Do you understand now, love? You should have listened to me. You should have just given in like a good girl. Now look at you, scared and shaking in nervousness and anticipation, knowing that you’re going to be punished~” he was obviously mocking you. A low whimper leaves your lips, slowly shaking your head, your heart racing in your chest. “I’m sure you remember your punishments” Shoyo smirks. Vivid memories from a recent past start to flash through your mind, the cruel things Shoyo would do to you that brought him joy.  

Shoyo easily pulls his dick out of it’s confines, his other hand still buried inside your soaked pussy, pumping his fingers inside of you. His dick was already perked up, and leaking precum. You felt your heart drop.  

He wouldn't… 

But you knew he would 

Shoyo smirks at your expression, as if silently taunting you. “If only you were a good girl for me, and gave me what I asked for…I wouldn’t do have to do this” Shoyo whispers in your ear, slowly pulling his soaking wet fingers out your messy cunt. He licks his fingers clean, making sure you were watching him. Shoyo immediately repositions you both, forcing you against the wall again, making sure your hands were pressed against the wall.  

“Please, I’m begging you not to. I... I’ll listen, so please” your soft voice tickling his ears. Shoyo’s smirk widens when he hears how soft and pleading your voice is. He knows that you’re desperate, that you’re begging him not to do it. But he has made up his mind. “Begging isn’t going to help you, my love. You should have thought about that earlier. You should have given in when I asked. But you disobeyed me, and now you’ll have to take your punishment like a good girl~” 

You stay silent, not knowing what to say. “Please I…I’ll listen, just please don’t do this. Not again, please I’m begging you, Shoyo” you beg him, tears pouring down your face. Shoyo feels something in him shift,  

Ah~ it had been so long since he heard his name on your lips. 

Shoyo feels his dick twitch in excitement, his desire for you growing. You could feel it, the way his dick jumped and twitches against you. It made you feel disgusted, like you wanted to scream and cry but…you couldn’t. But at the same time... some part of you wanted this, as fucked up as it was.  

Shoyo’s cold expression falters when he hears his name on your lips. It was like music to his ears. He hadn't heard you say his name like that in years, it was like you were his loving Sunflower again. He was torn between sticking to his decision and giving into his desires. The way you said it was like a sweet melody to him, it made him feel something deep inside of him, something primal and possessive. He could feel a rush of pleasure and satisfaction run through him. The urges he felt only being fed by way you said his name so desperately, so pleadingly. The tears rolling down your face and the way you were begging for him, it made him want you even more. 

"Mmm~" He hums, his chest swelling up in pleasure from your words and the way you look. "Oh, how I missed you saying my name like that...But I don't think you realize just how disobedient you've been. You need to learn your lesson, my love." He says softly, taking his thick, veiny cock and slapping it against your ass. You couldn’t help the way your body responded without your permission, the way your thighs rubbed together in anticipation, the way you subconsciously stuck your ass out more for him, as if you were pleading with him to touch you in a way you didn’t fully know if you wanted or not at this point.  

Shoyo noticed the way your body responded, the way you rubbed your thighs together and stuck out your butt without even realizing it. It was so obvious how you were unconsciously pleading for his touch. He knew that your body was craving his touch, even if you were unwilling to admit it. But something about knowing it wasn't your own will to do so, to react so easily to his touch, was satisfying to see. He loves how your body acts without your permission, how it responds obediently to him, just as he trained it to do. "Ah, your body is being so obedient, love. Even though your words are saying one thing, I know that your body is telling me another~" 

"No, I'm not...it's not like that" you try to protest but your mind started to get more clouded, the smell of his scent, the familiar weight of his dick laying against your ass; it was all clouding your mind. You thought you were able to escape his grasp. But while you did so mentally, it looked like your body still belonged to him in the worst ways.  

Hinata laughs at your protest, loving how weak your voice is, how you're struggling to deny that your body is pleading for his touch. He can feel your body giving in to the pleasure again, just like he wanted. He laughs again, a little louder this time. "Your words are saying one thing, love, but your body is telling a completely different story. Your body hasn't forgotten how it's supposed to act around me. You can say you hate it all you want, but your body is already surrendering to me~" 

You shake your head, “no...it’s not like that” you repeat yourself, sounding like a broken record at this point. But Shoyo was right, your body seemed to tell a truth you weren’t ready to admit. "You're not, huh? Then why is your body trembling? Why is your body subconsciously moving in the way I want, just like it was trained to do? Your body is telling me everything, love…" 

You try to protest again but the warm feeling of his dick pressing against your entrance was more than enough to shut you up. “Last chance Sunflower, apologize for what you did~” Shoyo coos in your ear. You stay silent. Wrong move.  

You feel Shoyo bottom out completely, his cock forcefully shoving it’s way into your needy hole. The glide was easy, your pussy already sopping wet, glistening with your slick that was dripping down your leg. Shoyo lets out a breathy moan, almost like a satisfied sigh, the same one you gave after finally getting your hands on something that you’ve been yearning for, for so long. It made her shiver, whether it was from the pleasure of having his dick inside you or not, you couldn’t tell. But those thoughts were quickly wiped from your mind when you heard his voice again.  

 

“Fuck~, princess you feel so good...fucking missed this pussy, so much” he moans softly. Shoyo lets out a moan, sending shivers up and down your spine as his fingers dug almost painfully into your waist, keeping you still for him. The feeling of how your pussy squeezes and stretches around his girth, trying to accommodate his large size after all this time. He lets out a small groan from the pleasure from your tight cunt was giving him, he never wanted to let his feeling go. He can't help but lean his head back and let out a shaky breath. He missed this feeling for so long, he couldn't get enough of it. 

“It's been so long since I've been able to be so close to you like this. You just don't know how much I've ached for this, my Sunflower~" Shoyo lets out another moan. He was trying his best not to move yet, being nice enough to give you a couple of seconds to adjust to his size. But that restraint was quickly slipping. He desperately wanted to claim you again, to mark you as his own once more. He looks down at you, his eyes filled with a primal hunger, his breathing heavy. 

"Gods, I've been waiting for this moment for years. I don't think I can hold back much more, love...I want you so badly~" he mutters in your ear before you start to feel him move. 

Shoyo groans softly as he starts to move inside you, the feel of your tightness enveloping him, reminding him of how long it had been since he last held you, felt you. His movements were slow at first, his hands still gripping your hips tightly. He leans down next to your ear, his breath warm against your skin. "Mmm, you feel so good, love...I'm not gonna be gentle, I'm too desperate for you..." His words sent a chill up your spine but...some part of you liked it, found enjoyment when he spoke to you like that, told you how desperate he was for you.  

Shoyo starts to move faster, his hands gripping your hips tightly. He can feel you shiver at his words and he grins, loving the way you're responding to his touch. You could feel his body moving against yours in a steady yet frantic, borderline desperate rhythm. He leans down and gently bites your shoulder; his voice slightly ragged with desire. "Ah, you like that, don't you? The way I'm gripping you so tightly, so desperately, that's how much I want you...I'm done holding back now, love...I'm going to claim you as mine again, make you remember who you belong to, make you remember how good I can make you feel~. You feel so good, love...So perfect, so mine. I've missed this, missed you~ " 

"Please...don't talk to me like that, I... I can't" you plead with him, knowing if he kept soothing you with sweet words while violating your body you...might break. Hinata doesn't listen to your plea. Instead, he continues to speak in a gentle yet possessive tone, his pace picking up as the pleasure escalates. "But I should talk to you like this, love. You are mine, and I will treat you that way. I don't care if you're fighting against this or me, I will show you that you belong to me...and you will accept it~"  

“No, I... I can’t, not like this-” "Oh, but why not, princess? You've always loved it when I talked to you like this, you've always loved it when I was rough and possessive. I know you still do. I can see it in those beautiful eyes of yours~" Shoyo teases you, his dick slamming into you repeatedly, it was rough and it burned but you liked it. He was breaking you all over again. "I...I" you try to say but speaking was too hard, your brain was muddled with pleasure and pain, and you were enjoying all of it. Shoyo smirked with satisfaction at your struggled words. He increased the pace again, moving even rougher against you. 

"That's it, love~ It's okay, you don't need to speak. Just feel everything. Just let yourself feel the pleasure and the pain, it's the only thing that matters now~" 

“No...I...”  

He knows you're enjoying it, despite how much you try to deny it. "Don't try to speak, love. You're only gonna make it harder on yourself. Just give in, let me take control. Let me make you mine once more, as you were always supposed to be~" 

“I...” you try to speak but he only chuckles at your futile attempt to speak once more. He moves his hand up to gently cover your mouth, gently hushing you again, his movements not faltering as he continues to fuck into you like an animal, like you were nothing more than a sex doll molded for his pleasure. He can see the internal struggle in your eyes, the way you're trying to deny yourself pleasure. "Shhh~ Stop fighting it, princess. Just stop fighting me and give in, give in to the pleasure and let yourself go...You know you want it, you know you've missed this as much as I have~" 

“I...” you try to speak again but once more but your thoughts fail you. The feeling of Shoyo's shaft slamming into your abused cunt only driving you crazier, turning you stupid all over again.  

Shoyo laughs softly as he feels you struggle once more. He can see how mindless you're becoming due to the pleasure, how your thoughts are failing you, and it only adds to his own enjoyment. "Don't force yourself, Sunflower. You're making it way too easy for me to break you. I love seeing you like this, all mindless and needy. You're becoming so stupid again, and it's so cute, just like I like you, just like I trained you to be~" 

You let out a soft whimper, his words getting to you as his length reached deeper into your pussy, you could feel his head reaching your womb, he was deep...too deep, it hurt, but it felt so good. His words and his movements have you trembling and whimpering, your body overwhelmed with a delicious mix of pain and pleasure. Shoyo looks down at you, his breaths coming in short and sharp. He can see the pain and pleasure in your expression, how you're trying to hold on, but he is determined to see you break completely. "You're doing so well, my love. You look so beautiful like this. You're taking me so well, just like you were meant to. Just a little more, princess. Just give in to me~" 

It was hard to resist his sweet words, even though you knew better; you could feel yourself slipping backwards, falling for his honey laced trap again. Hinata watches with satisfaction as he can see you slipping, falling once more for his sweet words. A sly smirk spreads across his lips as he can see the struggle in your eyes. "Don't fight it, princess. Don't resist. Just give in, give yourself to me. I know you want to. I know you're aching to surrender to me again. You know you belong to me, just let go and let me take care of you~" 

It was getting so hard to resist, his sweet words lulling you into a false sense of security, his rough yet blissful strokes making your body tremble and shake with each movement. You could barely stand on your own, the only reason you hadn’t fallen to your knees at this point was because Shoyo was holding you up.  

You could feel the way his dick twitched inside you, the way his grip tightened on you. “Come now Sunflower, tell me, you missed me...didn’t you” Shoyo wasn't asking but saying those words, like he knew them to be a fact. “I...” you slowly mew, your thoughts practically nonexistent by now. Hinata grins, satisfied with your reaction. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with lust and possessiveness but there was also a sense of tenderness and care there...or was she just imagining that? She wasn’t sure, she wasn’t sure of anything really anymore.  

She just wanted...to give in at this point.  

Hinata laughs as he sees that distant fucked out look in your eyes. He can see how mindless you've become, how your thoughts have completely faded away, consumed by the pleasure he's giving you. "That's it, love. Just let it all go. Just give in and tell me what I want to hear. Tell me how much you've missed me. Tell me how much you've ached for me, how much you've needed me. I know it's true, I know you've missed me just as badly as I've missed you~" 

He could see the fight left your eyes at this point, his dick drilling away every single unneeded thought in your head. Good.  

"Mmm, you're almost there, love. You're so close to giving in completely. Say it, my princess. Say you missed me~" he says gently, his voice sweet and gentle on your ears. “I...I missed you...” you mutter softly, your thoughts no longer there. Hinata grins as he hears your soft muttered words. He can tell from your voice that your thoughts are no more, that you're finally submitting to him completely. "Ah~ That's a good girl, princess. You didn't fight back this time; you gave in like you should've from the start. Say it again, my love, tell me how much you missed me~" 

He starts to move faster, driving himself deeper into you. He could feel a coiling tension in his body, demanding to be released. And you were the same, a familiar tension building up in your stomach, ready to burst at any second. “Together, princess” Shoyo mutters, and you find yourself nodding, agreeing with whatever he wanted. Hinata grins as he sees you nodding, agreeing with his words. He can feel the tension building up in both of you, both of you on the edge of release. "That's it, princess. We're gonna release together, just like always. Just like we were meant to." 

He starts to move even faster, his pace becoming almost desperate as he seeks release, trying to bring you over the edge with him.  

“Fuck! Sunflower, just like that...shit, you feel so good, fucking missed you so much, my needy little princess; your tight cunt, all of it” Shoyo moans loudly when that tension finally releases. You could feel his hot cum filling your womb, causing you to fall apart right after him. You let out a muffled cry of pleasure, barely able to register anything but the feeling of his hot seed spilling inside of you, marking you as his once more, and the feeling is euphoric for Shoyo, somewhat less for you even in your dazed state. 

"Mmm, love...I've missed you so much, my Sunflower... My princess...You're mine, all mine..." Shoyo mutters, staying buried deep inside you even after his balls finish emptying inside of you. You slowly nod your head, unable to do anything.  

In your dazed state you were unsure of a lot of things, not even able to think correctly but you had a feeling...this time,  

you wouldn’t be able to escape again.  

[yanderecrazysie]

The Outcast and the Flock (Yandere Fantasy AU)

Title: The Outcast and the Flock

AU: My own Fantasy AU

Pairings: Yandere! Kageyama x Reader x Yandere!Hinata

Summary: Neither you nor Kageyama fit in with the harpies. Kageyama, born an elf in Seijoh City, and you, an orphaned human raised in Karasuno. When both the harpies and the exiled elf love you so deeply, how can you choose between them?

Notes: Probably my longest one shot and it’s not over lol

Ending: here

The setting sun hung low in the sky, painting the cliffs of Karasuno in shades of pink and gold. The laughter of the harpies echoed through the air as they danced in the sky. Black wings spread against the gentle wind as they spun around playfully in the air. 

You sat at the edge of the nest-cliff, a cliff that led to the cave where all the harpies made their nests of grass, hay, twigs, and moss. Your legs dangled over the edge, but your eyes remained skyward, watching your friends with a mix of admiration and envy.

A blur of orange and black spiraled towards you, one of the harpies landing awkwardly next to you, skidding to a halt before he accidentally knocked you over the cliff.

“Hinata, careful!” you scolded.

Hinata, the ever-energetic member of the flock, fluttered his wings with excitement, “What are you doing down here? Why aren’t you up there with us?”

You let out a wry laugh, “I don’t have wings, Hinata.” You flapped your arms a few times, “I’m not really going anywhere, unless you plan on carrying me around all day.”

Hinata tilted his head, his infectious smile fading into a thoughtful line, as though he was considering the idea, “I would, but…” His gaze lowered to your arms, which rested gently against the dry grass. “You’re not really built for it. Harpies are light as feathers so they can fly, you know? You’re…” He trailed off, realizing too late that he was being a little too honest.

“Heavy?” you raised an eyebrow teasingly.

“No!” Hinata wailed, his feathers ruffling in panic, “Not like that! You’re just… um… different!”

The word hung in the air and you let out a little sigh. He wasn’t wrong, you were different. You were a human, stuck on the ground, while they, the harpies with wings on their backs, were meant to soar effortlessly through the skies. 

Sure, the harpies had taken you in when you were just ten years old, one of the last humans left in the Kingdom of Haikyuu, but moments like these made you realize how much you truly didn’t belong.

Hinata looked ashamed of himself as he took a seat next to you, “That doesn’t mean you’re not one of us. You’re practically family, (Y/n). And we’re… friends… Don’t forget that, okay?”

You nodded, but a glumness had settled over you as the sun disappeared behind Mt. Dateko. You shivered as the air cooled and Hinata placed a wing around you. The black feathers were warm, but they symbolized all you couldn’t have. At that moment, you just needed to get away.

“I’m going to go find Kageyama,” you said, standing up, “I haven’t seen him in a while.”

A flash of hurt crossed Hinata’s eyes before he seemed to understand. “Right… sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize,” you told him, “I’ll be back before it gets too dark.”

The path down the cliffs was steep but worn enough from use that you could still walk down it in the growing darkness. You wandered down until you reached the edge of Shiratorizawa Forest. The air here was cooler, which made you shiver even harder, but you liked the smell of the leaves and moss.

“What are you doing down here?”

You turned to see Kageyama standing just beyond the treeline, his face shadowed by the canopy of leaves above him. Unlike the harpies, who were all energy and excitement, the exiled elf was quiet and sharp-eyed. His blue eyes gave nothing away when he stared at you.

“I needed some air,” you said, “What about you?”

Kageyama shrugged and his blue eyes turned skyward, “Too noisy up there.”

You laughed, “You aren’t wrong.”

“Why do you stay?” Kageyama asked suddenly.

You hesitated, unsure of how to answer. The harpies had offered you a home when you had nothing and nobody. They never made you feel unwanted, but that didn’t mean you felt like you belonged either.

“They’re my family,” you said, finally, “Even if I’m different.”

“Family,” Kageyama snorted, “You think Hinata thinks of you as-”

A shadow fell over you and you both looked up. A harpy waved at you from the sky and you recognized the flash of orange as Hinata. You waved back at him.

“You should go,” Kageyama said, jaw tightening.

“What about you?” you asked, “It’s getting dark.”

“I’ll be fine.”

Reluctantly, you turned back to the cliffs. As you walked away, you could feel Kageyama’s gaze lingering on your back. The shadows behind you stretched longer as night began to fall and the darkness eventually swallowed his figure.

The morning sun crept over the cliffs of Karasuno, casting long shadows across the training ledges, where the youngest harpies began their morning routines. Little Natsu looked over the edge nervously before running back to her older brother and hiding behind his leg, not ready to try flying yet.

Below, other harpies were waking up and coming out of the nest-cave, wings stretching lazily. Lively chatter filled the air as harpies preened themselves, preparing for the day ahead. Among the hustle and bustle was a lone elf.

Kageyama stood near the treeline once more, barely able to be seen from way up on the nest-cliff. Though he wasn’t born of feathers, Kageyama was undeniably one of them or, at least, as much as one of them as you were. His sharp and demanding behavior put him at odds with the others sometimes, but he was loyal and skilled in protecting the territory, and that was not ignored.

You wandered down the path to the edge of Shiratorizawa Forest and was intrigued to see him practicing magic. His hands moved gracefully, tracing glowing green symbols in the air. Arcs of green light shimmered briefly before vanishing, the faint hum of their power still resonating.

“Hey, Kageyama,” you called out softly, not wanting to startle him.

He glanced over his shoulder and the green magic lines in the air disappeared abruptly, “You’re up early.”

You ignored the comment on your sleeping habits and asked, “What are you practicing today?”

“Shields,” he said curtly, turning back to his work as the lights reappeared in the air, “Daichi thinks we need stronger defenses around the forest.”

“Do you ever take a break?” you teased.

“Do you ever stop talking?” he countered, though his lips twitched in a suppressed smile.

Despite his cold exterior, there was something magnetic about Kageyama. Where harpies were all noise and excitement, Kageyama had a quiet intensity about him.

As he worked on his magic, you found yourself inching closer, enraptured by the way his hands moved with liquid precision.

“How do you do it?” he finally asked.

“Do what?” you replied, confused.

“Stay so calm,” Kageyama’s ears seemed pinker than normal as he turned away to focus on his magic, “Everyone else is chaotic. But not you.”

He looked at you with an unreadable expression, but before either of you could say more, the clearing filled with the sound of wings beating.

“Found you!” Hinata’s voice rang out, cheerful as ever as he landed between the trees and cliffs with a very ungraceful thud. His grin widened when he looked up at you.

“Hey, Hinata!” you greeted him. The tension in his posture didn’t escape your notice.

“Practicing magic again, Kageyama?” Hinata asked, his tone light but with an edge to it. He crossed his arms, wings twitching slightly, “You could at least spend some time with the rest of the flock.”

Kageyama straightened, eyes narrowing, “I’m helping the flock. Defenses don’t build themselves.”

“Yeah, yeah, we don’t need defenses right now!” Hinata said loudly, “What we need is (Y/n) back where she belongs! With us!”

“I’m not exactly missing,” you deadpanned.

“You’re down here instead of up on top of the cliffs with us,” Hinata pouted, “And he’s always keeping you down here to himself. It’s not fair!”

“I’m not keeping anyone,” Kageyama said coldly.

“Then why is she always with you?” Hinata snapped, wings flaring.

“Hinata, it’s not a competition,” you said firmly, “Why are you trying to start a fight?”

Hinata’s feathers drooped and he looked at the ground, silent. “I just want you to spend time with me,” Hinata said after a moment.

“I will,” you promised, placing a hand on his arm.

Kageyama remained silent, glaring at the ground as though he wished the dry grass would set on fire. A half-formed symbol floated above his trembling hand.

The days that followed felt as though a dark cloud had settled over all of Karasuno. Hinata always seemed to be inviting you to something and you were beginning to tire of the endless activities.

One evening, you sat at the edge of the nest-cliff, watching the setting sun paint the horizon pink and orange. Hinata plopped down beside you, a wing settling behind you, ready to wrap you into an embrace.

“Hey!” he chirped. He was all smiles all the time, as though there had never been any tension, “We’re doing a night flight soon, you have to come watch! It’s going to be amazing to watch- black wings against a full moon’s sky! Pretty cool, huh?”

You forced a smile, “I’ll think about it.”

Hinata’s wings drooped, but his determination didn’t waver. “You really should come. Everyone would love it if you did.”

You didn’t respond, your gaze drifting to the edge of Shiratorizawa Forest. Your mind wandered to Kageyama, to the way that he practiced his magic with quiet patience.

“I need to stretch my legs,” you said finally, standing up.

Hinata’s eyes narrowed briefly, but he recovered quickly, grinning brightly once more as he said, “Don’t go too far! It’ll be dark soon!”

You nodded, already on your way down the steep path. Kageyama was waiting near the treeline, his back against a huge oak tree. His arms were crossed but he didn’t look irritated, in fact, his expression softened immensely when he saw you.

“You’re late,” he stated, though his tone lacked sharpness.

“Hinata kept me,” you admitted, taking a seat on a large, mossy rock near the trees. Kageyama frowned.

“He’s been keeping you a lot lately.”

You let out a sigh and buried your face in your hands, “He’s just worried.”

“Worried?” Kageyama snorted, “He’s jealous. And it’s becoming a problem.”

You didn’t deny it. All of the interruptions and distractions lately seemed so orchestrated and manipulative…

“I’m tired of it,” Kageyama said sharply, “You deserve better than this.”

You blinked, “What do you mean?”

“I’m saying you don’t belong here,” he said bluntly, “You’re not a harpy. You never will be. The more you try to fit in, the more it’s going to hurt you.”

Your head snapped back as though you’d been slapped. The words cut way deeper than you’d ever admit to anyone. “They’re my family,” you whispered, voice choking up.

“They’re holding you back,” Kageyama countered, “Come with me, we can find a new home. I’m not exiled from all of Seijoh City, just the castle.”

Your breath hitched, “What?”

“You don’t stay here, where you’ll never be a part of their world,” he said, his voice picking up excitement like you’d never seen in him before, “If you come with me, I’ll teach you magic. And I’ll take care of you, so you’ll never have to worry again.”

You stared at him, your mind racing. The thought of leaving Karasuno- of leaving the flock- was almost unthinkable. But the idea of finally belonging…

“And what happens to them?” you asked softly.

“They’ll survive,” Kageyama said coldly. “But you deserve more than this.”

A soft gasp rang out and you both turned your head to the source of the noise. Your eyes met Yamaguchi’s and, to your horror, he turned and took flight.

“He’s going to tell Hinata,” you realized aloud.

Kageyama snorted again, “Hinata probably sent him to spy on you. This is another reason why you need to leave.”

“I need time to think,” you whispered.

Kageyama looked disappointed, but he nodded, “Don’t take too long.”

The tension in the air was palpable as you made your way back up to the nest-cliff. Your thoughts wouldn’t stop racing. The harpies had taken you in when no one else would, but Kageyama was right in saying you didn’t belong.

You reached the top of the cliffs and looked out at the circle of harpies. Their chatter was quieter than usual and Hinata stood at the very center. The moment you appeared, his eyes locked onto you. Yamaguchi stood just behind him, his expression tight and nervous.

“(Y/n),” Hinata said, “Where’ve you been?”

Every gaze was fixed on you as you said, “Just… taking a walk.”

Hinata’s smile didn’t reach his eyes, “A walk, huh? Near Shiratorizawa Forest?”

Yamaguchi shifted uncomfortably, staring at you with accusatory eyes. You opened your mouth to respond, but Hinata cut you off.

“I know you’ve been meeting with Kageyama.”

The silence that followed was suffocating. Even little Natsu looked subdued, her small black wings tucked tightly against her back.

“I…” you faltered. Why did you feel so guilty for meeting with a friend?

“Why would you go to him?” Hinata asked, his wings flaring slightly.

“He’s helping me,” you admitted quietly.

“Helping you with what?” Hinata demanded, “We’re your family. We’re here for you. Why do you need him?”

You dropped your gaze to your feet, curling your fingers into fists at your sides, “Because I don’t feel like I belong here!”

The collective gasp from the harpies felt like a punch to the gut. Hinata staggered backwards as if you had hit him, his wings drooping, “You… don’t belong?” he repeated slowly.

“I’ve tried!” your voice wavered and tears began slipping down your cheeks, “Believe me, I’ve tried! I’ve tried to be like you and forget that I don’t have wings, but I can’t! No matter what I do, I can’t be a harpy. I can’t!”

“So what?” Hinata asked desperately, “You’re just going to leave us? Run away with him?”

“I don’t know,” you cried, “I just… I need time to figure things out!”

“That’s not fair!” Hinata wailed, tears filling his own eyes, “You can’t leave me! We’re supposed to be your family! Doesn’t that mean anything to you?!”

It was all too much to bear. You wanted to reassure him and tell him that it meant the world to you. But staying in Karasuno when you had a chance to find out if more humans remained or you could at least live somewhere where the only difference between you and them was the shape of your ears.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

Hinata wiped the tears from his eyes, turned around, and stormed away. You had a choice to make, and there was no going back from it…

[caramelkats]

-Yandere bf, kidnapping, dark content, Stockholm syndrome (kinda)

Cold embraced you as you ran. The night sky cast teasing lights upon you, almost as if the stars were laughing at you. The air whipped against the globes of your face as you continued to run, not wanting to get caught by him. The mere thought of him made you run faster through the debris of sticks and leaves, trees blocking your view as you continued. It wasn't too close, but not too far off the faint sound of sticks breaking behind you could be heard. 'Snap.  . . Snap. . . Snap'  He was gaining on you, the man you once knew as kind and doting, now possessive and intimidating. He was unbearable to be around, always watching you as you did chores around the house. You wanted to leave but never could.

    He wasn't always like this. No, he used to be dorky and nervous around you. The mere sight of your smile would have him blushing, beet red. One of many things you used to enjoy about him was his love for books. You miss the way he used to go on and on about the book he was reading just to get embarrassed from how much he was talking. You didn't mind it, though. You found it to be one of his best quirks to love something so much and want someone else to enjoy it. Cooking was another talent he had. You loved his cooking.  Whenever the two of you would go on dates, it would always be at his place. Ingredients would be laid out onto his kitchen table, tasking you with certain things to help with. The activity grew more intimate as you did it. You didn't mind when he tasked you with things. In fact, you loved it. As the two of you grew closer and closer, the more time you spent with each other, you began to realize how much you loved him.

   That was back then. . .the love you held for him in your heart was gone now, replaced with a sense of fear. He wasn't the same man he used to be. You don't know what made him change. He just did. The pain that slashed along the sole of your foot made you snap out of your head. Eyes landed to the ground to see what happened. Pausing you hid behind one of the trees near you, examining your foot. Something must have punctured it when you were thinking. Not having any time you decided to attempt to pull it out. Letting out a sharp yelp as you had to dig into the wound. Yanking it out, you found  a large piece of glass. Not wanting to waste anymore time letting him close the distance, you continued to run.

    He was closer now. You felt it. Your pace had started to slow down, lungs burning as you gasped in air. The right side of your stomach was starting to cramp, never having run as much as you were now. But right now, you could consider this situation life or death, not knowing how angry he was with you. Not once had he laid his hands on you. One thing you were grateful for given the circumstances. But his demeanor would change when you did something you weren't supposed to. He would get quiet,  distancing himself from you until it got too quiet. You would start to miss the little noises he made when he was cleaning or doing something.  And he knew this, waiting for you to come up to him, apologizing just to hear him say something to you. When he finally forgave you, he would coddle you, laying you down onto his broad chest, a hand holding the back of your head, as you cried.

In a way, it was sickening. How he could easily draw that warmth that you used to feel for him back and at the same time you didn't mind it. Even going as far as to say you missed it. You missed him. 'Snap!. . .' A hand shot to your hair, pulling you back to meet his chest. Your back was facing him, head tilted upwards as you began to sob. "Pl–uh-ease. . .please. . . just let me go."  Sobbing, you reached back, trying to release his grip from your hair. "Shhh....You'll be fine, come on— let's go home." You broke out into more sobs, feeling yourself slip back into that state of warmth, just from his voice alone. You felt sick, confused. Why were you listening to him, holding onto him as you both made your way back to his house. . .your home. And as you grew closer and closer to the house, you began to realize something. . . .You still love him.

Izuku Midoriya, kirishima eijirou, hinata shoyo, giyuu tomioka (🤷🏽‍♀️), tanjiro kamado, + your faves

[bettermiya]

THE DEVIL DOLL.

Pairing: Hinata Shoyou & Reader

WC: 1.7k Triggers: Lobotomy / Platonic Yandere (?) Summary: You find a doll in the trash that you plan to sell. Horror!AU.

He was meant to be a life-sized doll, but he seems small to you. His hair is a messy red, almost orange, standing up in all directions. As you remove him from the dumpster where you found him, you run your fingers through it. It’s a fine material, almost like real hair. He has a layer of some kind of artificial skin over what feels to be a more solid, heavy plastic frame. You wonder briefly why such an expensive looking doll- you’ve seen them in the stores, they’re the next big thing for people with enough money to use dollar bills as kindling for their fireplaces- why is such a thing in the garbage?

You give him a cursory check. He seems to be all in one piece, just dirty and scuffed from his time in the dumpster. There are a few cosmetic damages where smooth skin-you can’t think of anything else to call the material- has been torn or nibbled by pests and the sharp edges of other trash, but you have done repairs like this before. If you heat up the material, you’re fairly sure you can melt the edges together. There may be little ‘scars,’ but if you can get the guy up and running again, you’ll be able to sell him for enough money to get yourself back on track.

You get him home. To clean him off, you end up having to give him a strange sort of sponge bath in the tub. It’s the only place he’ll fit. You’re afraid to get him too wet, though. The dolls are supposed to have a sort of rudimentary AI system, and you doubt throwing him into a vat of rice will save him if he ends up getting water-logged.

Once he’s been cleaned, you place him on the floor in your room and gather your tools. For a lot of fashion type dolls, you can use a hair dryer to heat up the glue enough to remove the doll’s head. This one seems to not have a detachable head in the traditional sense; the neck and head connect together almost seamlessly. From the owner’s manual you downloaded by scanning the QR code on the heel of his foot, you are able to find the power switch, which is an almost imperceptible raised button just behind his left ear.

You press the button and hold it down until you hear the slightly rattling hum, like that of an old computer toward. Sitting back on your heels in front of him, you watch as his head lifts and his eyes slowly open, glowing a faint amber. He cocks his head to one side, regarding you curiously, and offers a smile. When he opens his mouth, a little air brushes your face, and you realize this must be where one of his venting systems is located. The manufacturers really thought of everything to make these dolls seem lifelike.

“Hello, my name is Hinata Shoyo.” He says, a little stutter and warble to his flat voice. It reminds you a little of the voice of one of those text readers people use to make videos on apps like TikTok. You are a little confused by the doll already having a name; the manual made it sound as if the first thing you would do when the doll was booted up for the first time was to give it a name. You suppose this doll already has a name because someone tried it out. Maybe it was a display model. Certainly someone hadn’t spent all that money just to throw it away after naming it.

You briefly scan the manual again and find a page concerning how to reset the doll. The doll’s wide, golden eyes follow your hand as you lift it toward his right ear, searching for the small button just inside the soft whorl. You find it, press it, and hold it down. The doll watches you closely, blinks, and repeats.

“Hello, my name is Hinata Shoyo.”

Strange, but you’ll worry about that later. Besides, even if he has already been programmed with a name, you still believe you can sell him for enough money to change your current circumstances. You smile at him and tell him your name. A thin band of light glows around the edge of his amber iris as he takes in your name and repeats it in that same, flat voice as before. You have a brief moment of panic, before reading in the manual that there can be multiple users with various profiles and preferences. You’ll just delete your profile once you do the necessary repairs and get him in working order again.

As you move about your room, gathering your tools, the doll Hinata watches you. It sits with its legs crossed and its hands resting in its lap. You’ll need to buy the doll new clothes-. The ones that it is wearing now, while freshly cleaned courtesy of your washer and dryer, are falling apart from being exposed to the trash and elements. You aren’t sure what base personality this model of the doll is supposed to have, that would have been something included with the specific box and literature of this particular doll, but you suppose you can ask it. If the doll’s AI is not sophisticated enough to answer basic questions about itself, you can look it up online and shake your head about the price of the doll compared with its actual capabilities. “What model are you?” Hinata straightens as if called to attention and rattles off a long string of letters and numbers. You shake your head quickly, there’s no way you’ll remember all of that. “No, I mean… what is your interest? Or hobby?” You’re scrolling madly through the owner’s manual, trying to find the right verbiage to get your desired response. “I like volleyball.” Hinata says with a bright smile. The expression on its face is almost human in its excitement- almost.

A sports model. You can hardly contain your own excitement. The ones that help with learning and practicing sports are the more expensive models, since they include sensors for heart rate levels, step counting, and other health and wellness based applications. Why was Hinata in the dumpster? The question keeps nagging at the back of your mind like an itch you can’t quite scratch, but you’re too excited and too deep in mentally creating the list of the bills you’ll pay and things you’ll treat yourself with when you sell the doll. “Hinata, can you run a vitals scan for me, please?” You ask, just as a test. The doll stands and moves to you. It reaches out its hands; one circles the bicep of your left arm and the other your right wrist. The hand clutching your left arm begins to tighten its grip, the tips of the doll’s fingers applying enough pressure to be uncomfortable, almost painful. You gasp and try to pull away, but Hinata holds firm. It’s only a few moments, but they are frightening ones. He releases you, and you stagger back. “Your blood pressure is slightly elevated, but vitals seem to be strong.” Hinata says matter-of-factly. He tilts his head and smiles. “Do you want to go for a run? Do some drills?” Of course. That’s why his grip was so tight; he was checking blood pressure. You take a moment to calm your breathing. Shaking your head, you offer him a small, nervous smile. “That’s okay. Tell me all about yourself while I start working on your repairs.” Hinata’s expression changes into something that looks very intense. Were his pupils always slitted like a cat? “I’m not broken.” His voice sounds strange. It's stuttering again, glitching.

“No, of course not! You just have a few cuts and you need new clothes.” You say quickly, gesturing to the tears in his skin and his obviously ruined clothes. Hinata looks down at himself and seems to notice his clothes for the first time. His eyes go back to normal, and you’re not sure if they had even changed before or if that was just a trick of the light. He sits down on the edge of your bed and the smile is back. The repairs don’t take long. Once you gather the necessary tools and materials and lots of coffee and energy drinks, you are able to finish over the course of a weekend. You managed to order a volleyball jersey off the internet and get it rush delivered. It fits him a little loosely, but it’ll be good enough. Whoever buys him can get him better clothes. The uniform is a black and orange polo sort of shirt and shorts. (Orange to match the bright color of his hair.) You take photos of him, making sure to take photos of the small areas where you repaired him, and upload them along with his description. You start the price on the lower end for his model, hoping that the bidding will get higher as the time passes. When you’re finished, you take a moment to let yourself feel excited and hopeful. You go to sleep with a smile on your face. There is still that nagging voice in the back of your mind. Why was he thrown away? You don’t notice his eyes glowing from the corner of your room. You wake up to a loud sound and find Hinata standing over your destroyed computer. Your eyes widen, but before you can draw the breath needed to scream, he is on top of you. He’s so fast, a blur of motion. He sits heavily on your stomach, and you can see a jagged piece of glass in his hand, most likely from the screen of your computer. He is staring at you with those wide, golden eyes and those slitted pupils you thought were just your imagination.

“You were going to sell me…” Somehow, his modulated voice sounds sad. You try to speak, but his free hand lashes out and catches your throat. His hand begins to squeeze, and suddenly you can’t breathe. “I thought we were friends.” You thrash beneath him, clawing at his hand, but he doesn’t budge. Darkness is starting to crowd your vision; your head is beginning to swim. He lowers the tip of the glass toward your eye. “I think we can still be friends, don’t you? I’ll make sure you’re unconscious while I make your repairs.” He’s smiling broadly, his eyes are so wide they look like twin, glowing suns. As you black out, you feel the tip of the glass shard pressing between your eye and its socket, digging deeper and deeper. “Friends forever.”

[yourofficalgrimreaper600]

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˚ · . hinata x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ heartbreak, loosing feelings, one-sided relationship/love, low self esteem/body issues, dubious ending, takes place after the timeskip and towards the end of the manga

࣪𓏲ּ i was listening to curl up & die by matt maltese + time after time by cyndi lauper when writing this

watchin' through windows you're wondering if i'm okay secrets stolen from deep inside the drum beats out of time.

8 years, 11 months, and 7 days.

it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days since you accepted the nervous love confession from a short ginger boy back in your second year of highschool.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, have passed since then. you still can't wrap your head around it, around how much time has passed since then.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, with this short ginger boy. only, he's not much of a short boy anymore, rather he's grown within the passed time, still not too tall, but he's surely earned his title of a man. spending his years doing hard work and exercise has rewarded him with a well-sculpted body, you can't say the same for you.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, filled with exploration, experience, and love with this ginger boy. you had practically grown with him into adulthood; the two of you attached to the hip and spending every second together.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, where the two of you shared many firsts with one another. first date, first boyfriend/girlfriend, first kiss, and first sexual experience. you always look back at those memories with a twinge of redness on your cheeks, cringing cheekily at the way the two of you would be so awkward.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, of constant questions and slandering on the bond of your relationship with him. you always defended him, and he did so in return. you always brushed of those pesky little, "don't you two get sick of each other?" questions with a smile, watching from afar as you sat alone on a bench while he practiced yet again for volleyball.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, full of little moments here and there where the two of you would talk about your future, making silly promises and declarations of love to each other. "i wanna be a pro-volleyball player and want you to be there while i am!"

yes, it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days. your precious hinata shouyo is on one of the best volleyball teams in brazil, and you are there for him while he practices once more. he dragged you out to the nearest beach at 5am, babbling on about how pretty the sunrise looks, and that he wants you to watch him practice.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days full of watching what seems to be the same scene over and over, where shouyo practices volleyball and looks over at you with a proud smile when he manages to do a good jump. of course, you praise him for his skills, you adore him for it, to be so passionate about his dream.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days of worshipping the ground he walked on. you had nothing but stars and hearts in your eyes for him, wanting nothing more than to attend all of his big events by his side. of course, he worshipped you just as much as you did for him, never failing to kiss the back of your hand for being so supportive of him.

and, it's been, 8 years, 11 months and 7 days. durning those long years, there was a time, when you had nobody but shouyo, there was a time, when you would kill all your friends for him. you're nothing but appreciative of him for being there for you during those times.

but — it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days.

your eyes are crinkled up into narrow crescents, but you're not smiling anymore when he makes a good jump. you're sitting alone once more, a little way away from the net, legs pressed up against your chest.

you can't help the fine line your lips make subconsciously, eyebrows slightly furrowed, arms wrapped around your knees defensively despite wearing shouyo's jacket. he said the sunrise would be pretty, but it seems a little too blue and gloom, dark clouds blocking the rising sun.

he looks over at you, yelling out your name after he does what you would usually consider an impressive move, expecting the best reward that is to him — your praise. but you don't.

but.. it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days since then, so why are you now feeling nothing, after all these years?

after 8 years, 11 months and 7 days, looking at the way he's looking at you with that warm look in his eyes, is now stinging. after 8 years, 11 months and 7 days, he's the only one for you.

"y/n?" he calls out. his volleyball long forgotten on the soft sand, standing cautiously in place, lips pouting at your silence. but you're not listening, too wrapped up at the fact that is inevitable.

the sand crunches under his bare feet when he's walking towards you, a ginger eyebrow lifting in concern. "are you alright? are you sleepy? cold?" he questions, leaning down and laying a warm hand against the side of your cheek.

8 years, 11 months and 7 days, and his touch is no longer sending goosebumps down your spine.

but he's the only one for you?

he blinks at you a couple of times when you've still yet to respond. "..let's go home, it's cold isn't it?" he mumbles softly, his hand taking yours, feeling a little relieved when you are finally responding to him, albeit you're still not talking and more or less just following him back home.

he talks to you on the way home, his arm wrapped snuggly around your shoulder as he asks you various questions on what you want to do for the upcoming 9th anniversary of your relationship with him.

8 years, and 11 months and 7 days — for the first time, you're not sure if you want to do anything with him for that day. but for the sake of his feelings, you nod along to his ideas after you lack any suggestions of your own. his body jumps up and down at the excitement, his arm never leaving your shoulder.

"wow! 9 years with you~," he happily says, leaning down to practically inhale the side of your cheek and kissing it lovingly.

after 8 years, 11 months and 7 days, you don't know if the two of you will make it to the 9th.

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All I need is you (Yandere Kenma x Reader x Yandere Kuroo)

Chapter One

No warning in this chapter however MINORS DO NOT INTERACT SERIES TW: Gore, Stalking, Sexual themes, major character death

You hugged your dear friend, Hinata, as closely as possible, this was the last time you were going to see him before you moved. "Y/n, c'mon, you'll make new friends!" he chuckled, rubbing your back, you only knew he has kept an optimistic appearance because he couldn't bear to see you sad. You always liked that about Hinata. "I don't want to make new friends. I want to stay here!" you mumbled as Hinata pulled away, dusting your light-colored sweater.

"I know.." Hinata responded, his lips curled into his smile but you could still tell deep down in his heart, he would miss you. You never wanted to leave that bus station, you rather run away with Hinata and graduate at Karasuno. There were so many memories you could have made at Miyagi Prefecture but your mother urged you to move to Tokyo. You didn't quite hate her for that but it did break your heart the second you realized all of your possessions were packed into cardboard boxes.

You'll never make friends as you had in Karasuno! You completely forgot how the entire Karsasuno's volleyball team even became your friend. What are you going to do without Hinata?

Hinata's hand curled on your cheek, "hey, don't worry! Just look for Kenma and tell him you know me. Kenma will take care of you for me, I promise! " Hinata uttered. You blinked, holding back your tears, "okay..promise you'll visit me" you mumbled. Hinata chuckled, tilting his head, "of course, I'll visit you the second I can" he announced.

Y/n was a first-year, she had just recently transferred from Karasuno to Nekoma. She had no idea what to expect. She just remembers her old friend from Karauno, Hinata, telling her "don't worry Y/n! You can tell Kenma you know me and he'll be nice to you!"If only she knew the type of person Kenma truly was.

"Y/n! The bus is here" your mother called, lightly tugging on the sleeve of your sweater. "O-oh..goodbye Shoyo" you sighed, a pout growing on your lips. "Don't say goodbye, I'm always here for ya. So, don't act like you're never going to see me again!" Hinata urged, punching your shoulder, playfully. You knew he was right but it didn't lift the aching feeling in your heart. You took a deep breath as you stepped foot on your bus, quickly glancing at Hinata, he kept the same big grin he had when he first met you, "I'll see you later, Shoyo! "You announced. "I'll see you later, Y/n!" Hinata chuckled.

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You walked into the classroom. Everyone had a seat, beside you. You stood in front of the class. "You must be the new student, Y/n? Will you like to introduce yourself to the class?" your teacher said, behind his desk. You responded to him with a nod, it'd be good for you to introduce yourself, especially when you transferred in the middle of the semester.

"Hello, My name is Y/n L/n. I transferred here from Karasuno. I- uh look forward to working with you all" You announced, fiddling your thumbs together from behind your back. You heard whispers from the back of the classroom, instantly spiking your anxiety.

"Karasuno is so far"

"She looks weird"

"Her skirt is way too short"

"God, I hope she doesn't sit next to us"

"Is something wrong, Y/n?" The teacher said. You snapped out of it. It was just your imagination tricking you, god you were so damn nervous... "Nothing, sorry," you said. Your teacher gave you a quick smile and then searched the room for a seat. "Sit next to Lev, Lev stand up,'' The teacher said.

Then a silver-haired, green eye, extremely tall boy stood up. He looks scary, he might have been the tallest guy you have ever seen, was this kid even a first year?

You quickly took a seat next to him, not wanting any more eyes to be on you. The teacher started his lecture.

"Pssssh"

You looked to your left. Lev was trying to talk to you.

"Yes?" you whispered

"You're from Karasuno right?" Lev asked

You nodded. Lev grinned. He looked a lot less scary with such a wonderful smile.

"Do you know Hinata?" Lev asked

You eagerly nodded your head, excited to hear Hinata's name.

"Do I know him? He's my best friend" you whispered. Lev chuckled, he had a kind of laughter, it made you feel safer and less intimidated by his appearance.

"Do you know Kenma?" You asked. Lev answered your question with a nod.

"Yeah, He's on the same volleyball team as me," Lev murmured, covering his mouth from the teacher's perspective.

"Oh um.." you stuttered, anxious about what to say to him next. Would it be weird for you to ask to be introduced to Kenma? I mean you just met Lev five seconds ago...

"Do you want to Come by volleyball practice with me?" Lev asked, casually, Oh, thank god he asked. "Sure!" you whispered, a bit too loudly.

"QUIET DOWN IN THE BACK " your teacher announced, his eyebrows furrowing. Lev held back his snicker, his cheeks swelling. "Meet me there at 5" he whispered, keeping his head faced in the front to cause less suspicion.

You stood in front of the gym, it was a bit bigger than Karasuno's gym and maybe slightly older than Karasuno's gym. You looked around, searching for the grey-haired student, unable to catch him in your eye view, you started getting anxious.

Where is he? Oh god, he thinks you're a dork and left you here. You should leave. You tried to walk away but you heard something approaching you.

"Y/N! " Lev yelled, running up to you. "Oh hi, um I'm here," you said. Wow smooth, Y/n...

Lev grinned, "why didn't you go inside? Everyone is here already" Lev asked. "Oh they are-?" you said. You idiot, the doors were opened... Oh god just transfer to another school.

You walked into the court with Lev next to you.

"Oi Titan, who did you bring?" Said a short boy, with brown hair, his height reminded you of Noya, but you chose not to mention anything about it.

"I brought my new classmate, Y/n! They were from Karasuno" Lev said, a big grin on his face as if he was proud he brought a new person to introduce to his upperclassmen. "Huh? Karasuno? Oh- I'm Yaku, a third-year" Said the boy. "I'm Y/n L/n," you responded, smiling because you felt you'd look friendly.

"Yaku, do you know where Kenma is?" Lev asked, stretching his long arms.

"Hmm, I think he's with Kuroo, in front of the locker room," Yaku said, pointing. Lev gave Yaku a thumbs up. Lev placed one of his hands behind your back as he guided you towards a pair of upperclassmen.

One had dyed blonde hair, he looked like he definitely didn't want to be there, he was shorter than the person he was talking to, he strangely reminded you of a cat. The other boy had dark hair, was much more muscular and taller than the other boy, and had hair covering one of his eyes.

"Kenmmaaaa" Lev sang, swinging his arms up and down. The blonde boy snapped his head towards you and Lev.

"What do you want," he asked. His voice was so.. Quiet and calm. It didn't seem like he was too fond of Lev, it didn't look like he was too fond of anyone, to be honest.

"I want you to meet someone," Lev said, less confident. Kenma's eyes focused on you, he was clearly annoyed, his glance was so intimidating that you could basically melt by a single stare.

"Why," he asked, annoyed. You looked at Lev and Lev looked back at you. "I HEAR YAKU CALLING ME," Lev announced, quickly dashing away and leaving you to fend for yourself The dark-haired boy put a hand on Kenma's shoulder. "Kenma, don't be mean. She's a cute girl" The boy said. Kenma rolled his eyes.

"What does the 'cute girl' want," Kenma asked.

"I-oh- I'm from Karasuno- "You said.

"Karasuno?You think she knows Chibi-chan?" The dark-haired boy asked, leaning on the shorter boy's shoulder, Kenma clearly didn't like the physical touch.

"Do you mean Hinata? Yeah! He actually told me to meet up with Kenma." you said.

Kenma sighed. "Since Shoyo likes you... I guess I can try to like you too... I'm Kenma Kozume. You can just call me Kenma" Kenma said. "And I'm Tetsurou Kuroo, you could stick with us, " The dark-haired boy said. "Thanks, let's have a good year together, alright!" you beamed, happy you were able to introduce yourself to kind, friendly people. From that moment, they seemed like nice guys who'd introduce you to your grandma. Little did you know... They were capable of some much worse. 

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[hearts4aailyah]

🖇️. YANDERE USHIJIMA X FEMALE!READER

I want to go home.

I don't wanna be here.

It's exactly have been one year and 27 days since I've been kidnapped and taken away from my future fiancé and my family. I tried escaping, four times to be exact but I never turned out well.

The even harder reason to escape was because Ushijima was apart of a Mafia with multiple bodyguards around this huge mansion.

I had a hunch that Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, and Kageyama Tobio We're also apart of the mafia who live here. Along with maybe Kenma, Kuroo, Bokuto, and Akaashi.

The third time I attempted to escape, Ushijima's guards caught me and Ushijima came up to me and said.

"Try to escape again, I will kill somebody close to you. And we wouldn't want that now and we?"

He threatened and walked away as his guards took me back to my room.

That bastard was bluffing.

Two more weeks go by, I had made another attempt to escape this time, I'm going out my  window. There was multiple locks on it but I was somehow able to break it off.

Just went I was about to climb out, I felt somebody grabbed my hair. I let out a small yelped as I felt somebody pulling me back.

"What did I tell you what would fucking happen the next time you would try and escape?"

I gasped as Ushijima grip got harder, he was stronger than me after all.

"N-no...you don't u-understand. I was...I was getting fresh air."

Ushijima got closer and whispered in my ear.

"Bullshit Y/n. I know you don't love me but sooner or later you WILL love me."

Ushijima let go of my hair and grabbed me by wrist and dragged me down the stairs into the dark and badly smell basement.

"W-why..."

Ushijima turned on the light, to reveal one of my

closest friend I've known for 17 years: Hinata shoyo. He was tided up in the corner blindfolded and a gag in his mouth.

"S-shoyo..."

Hinata looked up at me, his eyes were covered but I could tell he was scared. Hinata was shaking, a few cuts on his legs.

"What did you do to him..."

"I didn't do anything...yet. Beside this is your fault. I told you next time you try to escape, I would kill somebody. I knew sooner or later you would try to make another failed attempt at escape..."

I gulped, my hands now starting to shake.

"W-Wakatoshi....you don't have to do this. Come on, Hinata has nothing to d-do with this. Leave him out of this, you can punish me all you want! I-I'll obey.."

I stuttered through my words as tears slowly start slipping out of my eyes.

Ushijima stared at me with me with his blank emotion.

"I gave you multiple warnings. Yet you continue to disobey, and go against my rules-"

"THAN I'LL STARTS OBEYING YOU" I yelled out.

"Please Wakatoshi, don't kill him." I whispered.

My head fell down in shame as I'm the reason why Hinata was down here in the basement while there's a 50% chance that they he may or may not die depending on Ushijima's mood.

"Hm. I guess I could spare him."

I looked up as Ushijima.

"Y-you will?"

"Yes, next time you try to escape, something much worst with happen got it?"

I gulped as I shook my head yes. Ushijima called his guards to take Hinata out of the ropes and removed the blindfolded and gag.

"Y/n..." Hinata whispers

"S-Sho..." I sighed as I looked at the bruises and cuts on his legs.

"Since hinata, knows I was responsible for him being here...he's going have to stay here." Ushijima says

"W-what?!" Hinata stuttered.

"You staying here would be better then me killing you isn't it Hinata? Anyways...You'll be in the care of Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, and Kageyama. They would love for you to be their pet."

Hinata gulps, as the guards walked him out of basement, probably taking him to Tsukishima's, Kageyama, and Yamaguchi's room.

Ushijima's grabs my hand and walks the both of us to Ushijima's huge bedroom. Ushijima's locked the door and looked over at me.

Ushijima's sat on the edge of the bed, he motioned for me to come over where he was at.

My throat went dry as I walked over to where he was sitting, standing in front of him.

"Get on your hands and knees."

I gulped as i obeyed what he said. I didn't want this but do I really want to go against him and risk one of my friends or one of my family members dying?

"Unzip my pants and start sucking."

As I said...I don't want this.

But...

What choice do I really have?

[pparadiselost]

KINKTOBER 2024

.*・｡ﾟbecause we freely love, as in our will...

⤍ MINORS DNI. general blog rules still apply. please read the summaries and tagged warnings given for each fic before proceeding. some fics may contain dead dove/dark content. read at your own discretion.

.*・｡ﾟ...to love or not; in this we stand or fall.

week one—la première semaine.

command & master. (kageyama tobio x fem reader) the best pet is one that's disciplined. warning(s): femdom, bdsm, orgasm control, orgasm denial, analplay, male masturbation, petplay, commandplay, ruined orgasm, scentplay, voyeurism

week two—la deuxième semaine.

little black dress. (noel noa x fem reader) a dinner date ends more intimately than expected. warning(s): mirror sex

week three—la troisième semaine.

dethrone. (hinata shoyo x fem reader) a new and hungry pro player, hinata wonders what it'll take for you to fall for him. warning(s): dubcon, slight yandere hinata

week four—la quatrième semaine.

stormbrought. (olruggio x fem reader) olruggio believed his love for a human would be nothing more than delusion, but a chance rainstorm proves him wrong. warning(s): "forbidden" relationship

the final day—le dernier jour.

night hunt. (fushiguro toji x fem reader) under the shadow of halloween night, you're led like a lamb to inevitable slaughter. warning(s): noncon, predator/prey, fearplay, unhealthy relationship dynamic, age gap, being chased in the woods

[ukranianacearo]

Mashle: Magic and Muscles

{ Innocent zero: "Mother", a strong word part 1

Innocent zero: "Mother", a strong word part 2

Innocent zero: "Mother", a strong word part 3 }

{ Doom: Death won't do us apart

Doom: Devil's quintuplets - Playing "Uno"

Doom: Doom x Mitsuri!Fem!Reader

Doom: Doom x Arlechino!Reader

Doom: Surviving the horrors, or better yet, the horrors surviving me }

{ Famine: Devil's quintuplets - Playing "Uno" }

{ Epidem: Devil's quintuplets - Playing "Uno" }

{ Delisaster: Devil's quintuplets - Playing "Uno" }

{ Domina Blowelive: Devil's quintuplets - Playing "Uno" }

{ Mash Burnedead: A "Mage" and a "Not a witch" [Not posted yet] }

{ Carpaccio Luo Yang: The trust we build

Carpaccio Luo Yang: Don't forget about me }

{ Rayne Ames: Tropes!

Rayne Ames: New and different! }

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Genshin impact

{ Albedo: yandere x robot/ai!reader }

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Lord Of The Rings/The Hobit

{ Legolas: his love remains unanswered, at least for this lifetime }

{ Thranduil: Yandere!Thranduil x First Wife!Reader (idea) }

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Tokyo Revengers

{ Mitsuya Takashi: Everybody's falling in love, while I'm falling behind }

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Soul Eater

{ Lord Death: Incorrect Quotes }

{ Death, the kid: Incorrect Quotes

Death, the kid: The two of us could reach the stars

Death the kid: Similar minds

Death the Kid: Existing with daily terrifying thoughts }

{ Liz/Elizabeth Thompson: Incorrect Quotes

Liz/Elizabeth Thompson: A photo lasts longer }

{ Patty/Patricia Thompson: Incorrect Quotes }

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Haikyuu

{ Hinata Shoyo: Haikyuu coded }

{ Natsu Shoyo: Haikyuu coded }

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[yanderecrazysie]

Desire (Yandere Hinata)

I know someone suggested Yamaguchi as an option for this, but I couldn’t get Hinata out of my head. Like, this boy is a people-pleaser in general so if he found out the reader wanted something that his own desires already wanted him to do…

Like, you fed this fire, it’s on you.

Title: Desire

Pairings: Hinata x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Hinata calm boy

Summary: Hinata figures out that you’re into yanderes, and it’s all downhill from there.

desire

/noun/

a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen.

The trouble first started when you left your phone unattended.

Can you really expect someone that loves you so deeply to leave such a valuable gold mine of information just lying there?

Hinata took his opportunity without a second thought- scooping up your phone eagerly and practically bouncing away to look through it in private.

He had to be quick or else you would come back looking for your phone and he’d have to find a way to get it back to you without acting suspicious, and that would be a real pain. Trembling with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, he memorized all of the apps you had on your phone, checked your YouTube history, and, finally, opened up your internet browser.

Jackpot.

Hinata learned so, so much about you through your history, but his favorite information came from the stories you read. He hadn’t known what “yandere” was before, but, boy, did he learn.

Was this the kind of thing you liked? He already fit the description of many of that yanderes that you read about, but he could go farther, if you wanted.

He returned your phone to where you’d left it, watched until you found it, and walked home alone, thinking of what changes he’d need to make to make you love him even more than you already might. After all, maybe this was all a cry for his attention, looking up stories about people like him and not erasing your history!

Hinata makes changes, big changes. He’s not sure he can stomach murder, but he could break into your house at night if you wanted him to do so. After all, that’s what the people in your reading material do.

The stalking time increases and Hinata’s honestly very glad you indirectly gave him the go-ahead. Spending time with you was way better than being alone.

The stories also gave him plenty of new ideas. Now, he has a whole shrine dedicated to you and he’s taken at least a thousand photographs of you doing a variety of things! He collects the items you lose (which is a lot) and sometimes takes things directly from your home.

You worriedly text and call your friends and parents, telling them that you’re sure someone’s stalking you, but Hinata knows better. You’re just putting up a front, role-playing a bit. Just like the victims in the stories you were reading!

One day, he’ll have you chained up tight in his house for the rest of both of your lives, ready to be his precious soulmate for eternity. And maybe you’ll pretend to scream and fight against the chains or act like you’ll run away.

Just like in the stories you’ve read.

[h8ani]

Updated Rules List

With my new updated list I’m going to be listing all the requests I’ll be accepting, what fandoms I write for and how you should go about requesting them :)

But also if you are an ageless/blank blog or a minor please do not request me, follow me or interact with me as you will be blocked. thank you.

I also write both nsfw & sfw content, I also label it on my writings I post. I don’t shy away from anything really so if you’re unsure just send me a message and I’ll clarify if I do!

Things I’ll write for: yandere, noncon/dubcon, fluff, angst, smut, age gap, stepcest, professor/student, sensei/student, spanking, choking, slapping, torture, abuse, female x male, drug use, use of sex toys, issues with eating, etc type shit

Things I won’t write for: anal, piss/shit play, boy x boy, girl x girl (I’m not super comfortable in my writing yet to write for same sex couples yet I hope you guys understand!)

Fandoms I write for:

Attack on Titan - Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Erwin Smith, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Porco Galliard

Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Feitan, Shalnark, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Ging, Illumi, Wing, Kite, Pokkle

Naruto - Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, Obito Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Minato Namikaze, Shikamaru Nara, Gaara, Neji Hyuga, Kiba Inuzuka, Deidara, Sasori, Pain/Yahiko, Iruka Umino, Shino Aburame, Hidan, Kankuro, Sai, Genma Shiranui, Izumo Kamizuki, Kotetsu Hagane, Hayate Gekko

Tokyo Revengers - Takemichi Hanagaki, Manjiro Sano, Chifuyu Matsuno, Shuji Hanma, Takashi Mitsuya, Kazutora Hanemiya, Tetta Kisaki, Atsushi Sendo, Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata, Ken Ryuguji, Shinichiro Sano, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Naoto Tachibana, Izana Kurokawa, Inui Seishu

Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Hideyoshi Nagachika, Uta, Ayato Kirishima, Nishio Nishiki, Koutarou Amon

Ouran Highschool Host Club - Kyoya Ootori, Tamaki Suoh, Takashi Morinozuka, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru,

Wind Breaker - Haruka Sakura, Akihiko Nirei, Kyotaro Sugashita, Hayato Suo, Mitsuki Kiryuu, Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya, Toma Hiragi, Choji Tomiyama, Jo Togame, Kota Sako

Haikyuu - Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Kei Tsukishima, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Yu Nishinoya, Ryunosuke Tanaka, Keishin Ukai, Tooru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Tetsuroo Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Kentaro Kyotani, Kotaro Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Eita Semi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yuji Terushima, Naoyasu Kuguri, Shinsuke Kita, Atsumu Miya, Rintaro Suna, Osamu Miya

Fruits Basket - Shigure Sohma, Kyo Sohma, Kureno Sohma, Yuki Sohma, Hatori Sohma, Hatsuharu Sohma, Momiji Sohma

Demon Slayer - Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Gyomei Himejima, Muichiro Tokito, Kyojuro Rengoku, Giyu Tomioka, Tengen Uzui, Obanai Iguro, Muzan Kibutsuji, Doma, Akaza

Prompt Requests/Writing Requests in general:

I will usually have a link of the prompts to request from, from the original post.

If you’d like to request something I wrote just state what content you’d like and who the character is/member he is

I default by writing in fem! reader pov so please state if you’d like gn! reader

Reaction Requests:

State the type of reaction you’d like (example: reaction of them kissing you mid argument)

For any anime reactions just state the anime, boys you’d like the reaction for