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#Yandere Superhero
sanyu-thewitch05 · 20 days
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Yandere Superhero X Villain! F! Reader
Wanna buy me a coffee: ☕
TW: Dubcon, spankings, kidnapping, bodily horror
PT.2
Your real name is Y/N L/N, but your villain name is Anima. After your latest failure in trying to find a job, you went into the woods to end it all. Then, by some miracle, an entity older than any Abrahamic religion found your dead body and brought you back to life. Your senses were heightened, and you could hear the animal's chatter and noises as words. With a new feeling of power, you went through society doing whatever you wanted. Even if it meant a few people with broken bones or blood on the floor. That was until a superhero by the name of superhero by the name of Ultimate Man appeared and started defeating you in battle.
He isn't going to be a problem anymore after you take him out with your new suit. Not only does it have the abilities and strengths of every animal alive, but it has the strengths and abilities of the extinct ones. It took kidnapping a paleontologist, but it is so worth it.
"Anima, surrender, and you won't get hurt," Ultimate Man commands, floating a few feet above the ground.
"Sorry, but rent's due," You say, running off with the bags of money from the bank.
As you run, he shoots lasers at you, but you dodge them by zigzagging. Unfortunately, this leads to you not paying attention to where you're going, and you run yourself off a harbor walk. The money sinks into the ocean, and you struggle to swim back up. You switch to the abilities of any marine animal, but it's still not helping you. You see your feet entangled in seaweed and try to break free. Your struggle to free yourself has worn you out, and it seems like this is your last run. Your vision goes black as your instincts tell you to go up to the surface and breathe.
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When you open your eyes, your jaw and ass feel sore. You try to talk, but there's a gag in your mouth.
"How dare you be such a bad girl and cause so much trouble? Do you have no respect for anyone in this city? Who cares if your rent is due? Get! A! Fucking! Job!" Ultimate Man rants, spanking your ass after every word.
"MM! MH! AWCH!" You scream, your legs kicking as Ultimate Man uses his godly strength to spank you.
The tight latex suit didn't help with the spankings, in fact, the material made sure your body could feel them at their full force.
"Oh, I see the worst girl of the century has awakened. How does it feel knowing you almost got yourself killed trying to steal money?" Ultimate Man asks, taking off your gag.
His blonde hair with light blue highlights, aquamarine eyes, and skin-tight latex white and blue suit is a sight for the eyes. His appearance is ethereal, representing his alien origin from outer space sent to help out Earth on its newest supernatural threat(you.) Who knew having the power of every animal in existence would warrant alien help for the planet Earth?
"I'm sorry, Ultimate Man. I was only trying to pay my rent. Honest," You plead, bracing for another swat to the ass. "I didn't get the raise at my job, even though I deserve it, and I couldn't pay this month's rent."
"I believe you," Ultimate Man says, his hand still rubbing your ass. "But that doesn't mean I forgive you for what you did. I was so worried when you didn't rise from the water. I thought I lost you forever. I need a suitable mate, and you're the only one with abilities almost equal to mine on this planet."
"I'm sorry, WHAT?! I thought you were in a relationship with that news writer, Lora?" You ask, lifting your head.
"Are you kidding me? We're just friends. She couldn't compare to your beauty and strength. Now then, how about we get to know each other."
Ultimate Man peels off your eye mask, then takes out his contacts. There are no pupils in his eyes, just pools of aquamarine. It creeps you out, but at least he's still hot.
"I'm ☍⍀⍜⎍☍⟒⋏ ⏃⏃⍀☍⟒⋔. But you can call me Krouken Aarkem, which is pronounced Cro-oo-can Ar-kem. My human father calls me Ken. Now, what's your name?" Ultimate Man asks, lifting your body with ease.
"It's Marnie," You lie, not wanting to give him your real name.
His fingertips glow blue, and he places them on your head. Pain takes over your head as he searches through the deepest parts of your memory.
"Y/N M/N L/N. What a beautiful name. I'll make sure to bring over your cat so you can have your baby," Krouken says, removing his hands from you.
You slap him and stumble to the other side of the couch.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" You groan, holding your head.
"What did I do wrong? Please don't be mad at me!" Krouken cries, jumping onto your body and hugging you tightly. "I'll never do it again unless you want me to! I promise! Just don't be mad at me!"
"Alright! Alright! I'm not mad at you! Just get off of me!" You yell, pushing him off you after feeling his boner on your leg.
"Yay! Now, we can engage in the Plutonian ritual we call Improving."
Krouken starts taking off his suit, revealing his naked body to you. You back up but bump into the couch, leaving you nowhere to run. He touches your suit, liquifying the material and making it fall off your body like water. Krouken kisses you, his hand tracing every part of your body as if he were memorizing it.
"Your heart is beating fast? Do you want to fight me?" Krouken asks his hand on your chest.
"No. It's just something the human body does when we feel certain emotions," You explain, holding Krouken's hand.
"So you are excited to Improve too? Excellent, I can move forward," Krouken replies, his two dicks merging into one with the width of an adult's fist.
Your eyes widen in fear of the inhuman cock in front of you. There was no way it was going to fit. It was too wide to fit in your human pussy. If it were to go inside you, you'd feel it in your lungs.
"Wait, I think we should-" You plead, only for Krouken to shove his massive cock inside of you.
You can feel it moving inside as if his dick was made from thousands of little suction cups that were kissing your vaginal walls. Krouken's arm holds you in place, and he thrusts.
"Keep going, Krouken!" You moan, lifting your leg and putting it on his shoulder.
Krouken bites and sucks your nipples as he thrusts faster, his dick suction cups losing their grip and becoming more slippery.
"You're never going to be a bad girl ever again. I'm going to fill your stomach up with so many babies that you'll never be able to think of doing stupid shit without having trouble standing up. You're going to birth the next generation of my people. You're mine, all mine. Not those villain's colleague or someone else's enemy, mine," Krouken rambles, thrusting at an inhuman rate, destroying whatever tightness your pussy had.
His eyes become white as he cums, his alien cock suction cups releasing thousands of sperm. Upon his sperm's release, his genital suction cups regained their grip on your walls, and sucking on them, making you go into overdrive. You cum on his dick, and he shudders. Both of you relish in your afterglow, sweat dripping from your body.
"So, what did you think of Improving?" Krouken asks, his head resting on your breasts.
"It was good. By the way, why do your people call it that?" You ask, rubbing Krouken's wet hair.
"Because we improve each other's bodies. Once my seed is in you, it will rework some human DNA so you'll be more like me and vice versa. Your skin is already starting to become shiny and ethereal like my skin," Krouken answers, kissing your neck.
Your body feels extremely hot, like lava is in your veins, and your eyes are burning like no tomorrow. Your spine releases a horrifying crack as your body involuntarily jolts upwards. All you can do is scream as your bones and body transform permanently.
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reareaotaku · 2 months
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Jaime 'Blue Beetle' Reyes Headcanons
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He's a great listener
He doesn't always understand your problems, but he tries his best to emphasize
He wants to tell you about the Scarab, but he also knows he has to keep it a secret so you're safe
Anytime you're sad, he makes jokes to try and lighten your mood
Whenever he's Blue Beetle and sees you, he tends to show off to get your attention or impress you
^ He saved you once from a villain, but instead of thanking him, you were worried about your friend Jaime
"My friend, Jaime, is still in there! You have to get him!"
He's so glad you can't see him under his suit, because he's blushing- Hard
He asks you about his hero persona as Jaime, hoping to get some juicy gossip
Unfortunately for him you're not really into heroes
"He's okay, I guess, but he's not as cool as you."
God, you sure know how to make a man blush
His family is always embarrassing him though
His mother and abuela know about his crush and always drop hints, which Jaime has to cover up, so you don't pick up on it
"Oh, Y/n, seeing anyone?"
"Mom!" Jaime whisper-yells, his face a bright red
He always has such a loving look in his eyes when he's looking at you, it's a wonder why you haven't picked up on the fact that he likes you
He's protective over you and if he sees you hurt, he freaks out
He doesn't know how to control his fear when seeing you bleed
^ Almost reveals that he's Blue Beetle
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elusive---ivory · 11 months
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Yandere!Superhero x Reader
I wanted to see what would happen if I made someone that's supposed to protect people, then make them yandere. Muahahaha. TW: yandere tendencies, manipulation, power
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He's a bird! He's a plane! Nope, he's your neighborhood-friendly superhero. He's the strongest and most courageous man. Men and women swoon over such a generous and kind-hearted hero. His powers are limitless, and he can fly higher than the sky itself.
He'd never believed that he would be able to save the world. Of course, there's the Villain of the story, but he's just as harmless as the Hero. The Hero is a very social person and practically knows everyone in the city by name.
However, he had his eyes set on a very special person.
You were new in town, and excited to see the big city. People were nice and kind. You could see yourself blending in well with the community. Little did you know, you lived right next to the sun-powered superhero, Solar Man.
Sunny was thrilled to have a new neighbor. He had a good reputation with the folks he lived around.
To him, it was always fun to meet new people. When he knocked on your door, and he saw you, he was speechless. He had a pie that his old lady neighbor had baked, which he promptly dropped. You smiled, gently, helping him pick what's left of the pie off the floor.
"Ah, butterfingers." He smiled brightly. "I'm glad we were able to save this pie!"
You laugh. "Oh, absolutely, Cherry is my favorite."
He could melt in the memories that made him fonder of you. It was charming to have a superhero look over the city, but he carefully selected you. You were the only thing on his mind. He dropped down to where your apartment. He was now wearing his superhero outfit, a bright blue jumpsuit with painted-on sunbeams. He appeared at your balcony with a smug look.
You smirked, seeing through his superhero disguise. "Sunny? Is that you?"
He let out a heroic laugh. "Sunny? Oh no, citizen, I am Solar Man; protector of the innocent."
You chuckle to yourself. Unlike the people of this town, you immediately saw through his cheesy superhero disguise. You were the only person that cared for the safety of the Hero. He's spent his life serving others, but he feels like it's his destiny to serve you.
His obsession starts out so innocently. You were his best friend after all. But, as he got closer to you. Sunny started feeling a burdened feeling. If there was any other person, then he'd be fine. He'd be great even, but his feelings for you were so strong. You were seeing different guys and girls throughout the city. However, you didn't feel any connection with them, like you did with Sunny.
He knew it, too. He was broken up by his heartache until the Villain showed up. His nemesis used his weakness against him. You were captured by Victor.
Victor kept you in his very 'well-hidden' lair, where the Hero has been multiple times. You weren't alarmed, but you were cautious of your surroundings.
The Hero arrived, with much haste, but there was something different about him. His eyes were much darker, and his expression was that of rage.
"Ah, Solar-man, it's time you see what happens when things don't go according to your plan." Victor yelled out.
Sunny swooped up Victor and started throwing him in the air, then punching him into the ground. He started punching Victor over and over until he was completely purple with bruises.
Sunny stopped himself. He could look behind Victor and see his reflection. He turned to see your horrified expression. You could tell that he'd gone too far.
Sunny solemnly looked over at you, completely mortified by his actions. "...I'm so sorry... I should've been there to protect you."
You sigh, and hold him close. "I can protect myself, Sunny. I can see the stress is getting to you. Maybe you should take a break from Solar Man for a while."
His expression softens as he holds you close. He smiles gently. "Maybe you're right. But, just know that I would do anything for you. Anything.."
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eaterofman · 8 months
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Yandere!Alien Superhero x GN!Reader
An alien crash-lands on Earth, saving the day and quickly becoming a renowned, well respected superhero. You're just a basic, "slightly above average", but good intentioned superhero yourself. Content with fighting petty criminals and helping the big shots when needed, you didn't expect the best new superhero around, Solarex, to set his sights on you as a sidekick! Unfortunately, Solarex might not have the best intentions after all... for anyone besides you, that is.
Warnings: Yandere, manipulation, mild gore, death
Solarex came out of nowhere, right smack dab in the middle of yet another alien invasion. Wherever he came from, he came JUST in time to turn the tides of the battle.
Solarex is SO kind that he even helps the city's most beloved superhero, SuperDude, run into burning buildings to save the citizens of Earth.
Unfortunately, one of these rescue missions result in tragedy, SuperDude getting cornered by a group of straggler aliens. He's beaten to a pulp, barely recognizable when Solarex carries him out.
Your one of the first to know of Superdude's passing, rushing towards Solarex thinking he's one of them, but he assures you he's not.
Why would he be helping civilians if he was one of the bad guys?
Isn't it cute that you think that you could have done anything anyways?
You don't have time to mourn your childhood icon, or even really question this strange alien's alibi, as you rush back into the crowd to help with other recovery attempts.
You were in such a rush that you didn't notice the fact that the very fresh blood and viscera coating Solarex's arms wasn't quite the right unique shade the enemy alien blood was supposed to be.
Solarex soon wins the city over, despite his very alien, intimidating appearance. He's just so kind and noble.
Easily 8 feet tall, with dark red skin, an imposing set of horns, and built like an absolute tank, most criminals don't have the guts to face him. Not to mention his nearly god like powers he gets from the sun itself.
He never has to sleep, the citizens call him "The Sun that Never Sets", because he's able to always watch over the city. His species doesn't need sleep, like a weak, tiny human does.
This makes it all the more surprising when he not only chooses a sidekick, but chooses you, a borderline nobody in the superhero world.
Regardless of what you, or anybody thinks, he is very adamant that he's right in choosing you. You were just so helpful during the invasion, didn't you know?
He will not take "No" for an answer.
So, you find yourself under his tutelage. This includes fighting what few petty criminals you can find now at night. Sure, it sucks that he has to throw off your sleep schedule, but it's when all the bad guys come out!
It's just SO much more convenient when you sleep when the sun is up... how else is he supposed to watch you? Someone has to keep you safe!
The day comes when he finally decides you're "ready" to become a member of The Order! You're so excited, all of your childhood icons in one room! A full room of the crème of the crop superheroes!
He seems a bit put off by your enthusiasm. You like them, but he's your favorite, right?
It wouldn't matter soon anyways... today's the last day anyone gets in his way.
He tells you to wait outside the meeting room, top secret superhero stuff and all that.
"You're safer out here, it'll only be a moment."
You're confused by his wording, where else is safer than a tower full of the world's best superheroes? Oh well, you've waited your entire life for this, you can wait a bit more.
You're further confused by the muffled sounds you hear once the door closes, was that... screaming?
Just as you're about to open the door, Solarex is standing in front of you... absolutely soaked in blood and gore. You catch a small the sight of The Order behind his massive body blocking the door.. or what's left of them.
You stumble back, attempt to turn around and flee, but don't get far before muscular arms are wrapping around you, pressing your back to a chest that feels like a steel wall.
Gentle shushing noises come from the hero, no, the monster, behind you, as he begins to nuzzle your neck.
"You don't have to be scared, I would never hurt you."
You can only get your head together enough to ask "why?"
"Because, they were useless. They did nothing the day I came here, and have done nothing since."
You can't even try to struggle away as he mouths up your neck. He'd never acted like this before, you would have never guessed he had been interested in you, let alone obsessed like this-
"I've been watching you for so, so long. I almost lost you the day of the invasion... that couldn't be forgiven. They had to pay penance for their uselessness."
Before you can say anything else, he's tilting your head back with one enormous hand, lips grazing yours as he talks.
"Now... we can save the world properly. Together."
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misstycloud · 1 year
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Yandere superhero! HC
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Imagine just running about your ordinary day life and suddenly everything is turned upside down, what you believed to be fiction and nothing more than child dreams became your new reality. Now you had duties and that was to protect the city and its residents from those who wish to harm them. It’s a tough job, one that no one would be able to handle all by themselves.
Luckily you got your trustworthy companion by your side at all times! You two fit together like pieces of a puzzle; managing to save the day hundereds of times. There was nothing you couldn’t do as long as you had each other. You knew each other well-or how good you can know each other without learning the other’s identity.
Secret identities is one of the top rules of being a superhero. It could be dangerous for your loved ones if your enemies got their hands on that sort of information. They would use your family and friends to blackmail and extort you. That couldn’t happen or all hell would break lose if the city’s heroes were captured and defeated.
In the beginning when you and your partner had first been assigned the role of heroes, he seemed fine with the rule of no knowing who the other person were behind the mask, and you were too. There wasn’t any reason for you to want to find out who his civilian identity was.
But then things began to slowly change.
It started with him wanting to stay together a little longer after missions and you agreed, thinking he wanted to discuss things regarding your work. Which is what you talked about originally until the subjects switched to different topics like hobbies, favourite movies, best book you’ve ever read. Just normal easy stuff, not so hard to answer right? There were millions with the same reply as you so there was no chance he’d be able to guess who you were.
He’d only thought of you as a partner and maybe even a friend up till this point, but new feelings has began brewing and he didn’t know what to do with them. Brushing it off as a silly crush he didn’t do anything else than initiate spending more time together to satisfy him. It didn’t last forever and he eventually needed more.
Needles to say, it wasn’t simple to balance the heroic deeds while exploring these foreign emotions, it made things complicated to focus during dangerous events. That wasn’t good, obviously. What if he messed up and the villain got away? Or even worse, someone could get hurt. Someone that could be you. No, he can’t that happen, he must stay concentrated.
Yandere hero, who wanted to respect your secret identity pact but is dying to know who is behind that mask. He understood it was important, however he couldn’t help it. Convincing you to break that promise is impossible, that he saw. Perhaps he can trick you into revealing yourself? You’d probably see through his trick though.
Because of your good relationship and media, it became common for people to ship the two of you as a couple. Which he honestly didn’t mind one bit, especially now that he realises just how deep his love for you goes. It’s almost as if he’d do anything for you. He wanted the citizens to know who you belonged with and that was made sure when those news articles were posted.
You couldn’t believe it. So much stress all because of a single photo. A picture an anonymous individual has secretly snapped has spread like wildfire under a scorching summer day. You and your partner’s relationship status was the city’s top subject; discussed by so many and apparently very interesting to the old as well.
And what the hell was your colleague doing basically enforcing those rumours? If he kept standing so close to you and swinging his arms around you, everyone would think you’re a pair. Which you were not. You already had someone you were interested in, though you’d not had the courage to make any move since a relationship would be near impossible for you right now. Having to run around and help civilians and defeat bad guys, a romance would not be befitting.
So how are you gonna deal with your friend’s recent antics? He’s trying to hold you at the site even after your work is done, ask more regarding personal life, and you actually caught him attempting to follow you when you were leaving to go home. You couldn’t believe it. Why was he suddenly doing all this? You thought you two were on the same side of things, so how come he is breaking all those promises?
Did he not understand why it was dangerous to reveal your civilian identities and people could actually get hurt if the wrong person got their hands on that information. But all he said was that no one would find out. That it would be fine if you two knew each other for real. It would be good for you to be closer, your work would be easier if you trusted each other more, or something along those lines was what he told you.
You did not agree in the slightest. It was a stupid idea and one you would not comply with. He frowned and hissed, “fine!” and disappeared into the night, leaving you alone on the rooftop with the cold winds hitting you in the face. You thought that was the end of it and life would return to normal.
It didn’t. The next mission he was acting coldly towards you, almost getting himself sliced up as he refused to listen and give you any of his time, claiming he’d do it without your help. Like you predicted it didn’t go as planned for him and you were forced to step in many times before he finally accepted he couldn’t do things alone. You were happy that he returned to himself and stopped ignoring you, until he started his shenanigans again and they were worse than anything he did previously.
After missions your partner lured you away to a secluded rooftop were he’d prepared a table for the two of you. On the white table cloth stood a tall candle, a flame dancing atop it. In the vase next to it was a red rose, fresh with life. Apparently he wanted you to enjoy a nice dinner after a hard day, you deserved it. While you agreed on deserving a little rest, it wasn’t with him you wanted to relax and it certainly wasn’t on some date he’d set up.
Feeling somewhat bad for him as you had to turn him down once more, you talked softly to him and explained to your best abilities that you couldn’t. You wondered if you should’ve made up and excuse first but changed your mind as it would be mean to do and you needed to be perfectly clear with him that you weren’t interested in him in that way.
The horrible sensation of regret filled you when his eyes welled up in tears. You expected him to scream at you, maybe even physically confront you. But bawl? No, that was not what you envisioned. Like before he ran away from the scene and you stood there silent in the dark.
When he reached his home, he ripped his mask off and threw it in the floor, punching the wall with every emotion whirling in his mind. He was sad, so terribly sad. What, you didn’t feel anything for him as he did for you? Not even a bit, an inch? Apparently not, as you had stated to him without uncertainty in your voice. He wanted to scream, hit something. Anything to forget his heartbreak. He’d fucked up. What if you wanted nothing to do with him anymore. What if you replaced him with someone new. A new and better partner.
He couldn’t let that happen. Why can’t you understand how much he loves you, the lengths he’s willing to go in your name. He was a bit ashamed to admit it but he was sure that if things stood between you and being a righteous hero, he’d chose you no questions asked. You were just so much more important than those random people he was forced to save on a daily basis.
Despite the rough conversation you two had the day before, he pushed himself to act completely normal; like it never happened. Although you were a bit worried about him since your rejection seemed to have hit him pretty hard, you let it go as he appeared like himself and you couldn’t let that distract you forever. You had a city to protect and you could not slack off.
You just had to hope his sad rejected state wouldn’t eventually turn into something else. Something like anger. Or worse, madness.
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popawritter12 · 8 months
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Yandere!Clark Kent + Yandere!Bruce Wayne x female!reader
𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤: Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent
𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕒| 𝔸𝕟𝕚𝕞𝕖| 𝕧𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕠𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖| 𝕥𝕧 𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖: Dc movie series (?
ℂ𝕒𝕤𝕖: Scenes of jealousy, attempted aggression.
ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥:1 of 1
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: I spent several days trying to do something coherent, I didn't like Batman vs Superman nor did I find a coherent way to make a Yandere story of these two. But hey, this is the final result, which is located after the events of the new flash movie (I mean, the new reboot of the DC world)
{AND YES, I PUT A PHOTO OF BATMAN VS SUPERMAN BECAUSE I THINK IT WAS AWESOME}
⋆ටᆼට⋆ ⋆ටᆼට⋆ ⋆ටᆼට⋆ ⋆ටᆼට⋆
Coffee, cooked mate, tea, black tea, green tea, smoothies, croissants, ice cream.
You smell the sweet atmosphere and feel the warmth of the cafeteria atmosphere fill your soul and body with happiness. As if you have changed from a horrendous and heavy environment to one full of happiness and peace and love, you smile, thinking about what to ask for.
For a few days you longed for a break from work, and finally you had it, you could finally have breakfast in complete peace, without worrying about whether you arrived late or late to a place or to do such a thing.
After talking to the clerk about what you were asking for, you sit down to think about your life, and what you could do today. Walk in the park? Watch a movie? Or maybe just lie in bed and sleep like you've never slept in your life.
Or maybe... visit Barry, one of your best friends.
Yeah, that sounded like a great idea, catch up and talk like they did before they got into college.
But... Something went wrong, something interrupted the little rest you had, and you knew that thanks to the people who suddenly went outside.
As if everything were a chaos orchestrated by destiny, as if it were God who had decided to let humans take the reins of their destiny, you see how a kind of fabric is torn in the sky. A hole in the shape of torn cloth reveals two men, peering out of the gloomy chaos that had ensued.
People watched, took photos with their cell phones or recorded videos, or were directly shocked by the bizarre situation in which they lived. The surreal thing about this fact was that a part of you thought that Barry was in danger.
A pang that runs through your stomach as if it were your body telling you something, forces you to start pushing people.
Elbows, shouts, pushes; everything seemed like chaos with the people who began to mobilize.
You walk out of the cafeteria, looking directly into the hole that had opened up.
As strange as it may seem, or as fearful as you did not express, you were able to see two people in the distance that you casually or conveniently knew.
---Bruce? ---Questions with a small voice ---, Clark?
All the noise that people were making because of the shouting, or just because of the amount of people moving slowly fades away, as if your brain was only focused on the two people who were there, above, staring at you, as if they were watching you. searching.
It is then that the hole gets bigger, and an immediate desire to run or hide from what was going to happen ran through your mind and body taking over you
But... everything was in vain, everything had already been determined, everything had already been done, as if destiny had already been written on a stone.
You can see it, the world you've known, the people you've always loved, or even your very existence disappears.
In a blink, you go from being at work, watching the world be destroyed by something you didn't even understand, to waking up from your bed.
You remove the sheets from your body with violence, throwing the sheets on the floor. You look around you, scared; it was your room, but almost completely different.
Instead of posters of your favorite bands, there are posters of people you didn't know. From titles like "The woman in the cabaza" or "The dance of the end of the world" were movie titles that you had seen in your life.
Instead of losing your mind, or starting to panic, you know you can't lose your mind now.
Inhale, hold, exhale, inhale, hold, exhale.
You kept up the routine for a few minutes, until you even managed to keep the peace, even now.
---Remember; everything is fine, everything is fine, ---You inhale again, trying to keep the peace ---, everyone is alive, it was just a nightmare, it was just one more nightmare.
After a few minutes that at this point seemed endlessly insufferable, a sudden call interrupts your attempt to keep all your ducklings in line.
Seeing the cell phone, which was on top of a small book that was on top of a wooden shelf, you take it in your hands.
"Barry <3"
A small hope that everything was a nightmare appears, so you answer.
---Hello? (Name)? --- You hear his voice, like a worried older brother.
---Barry? ---You questions, happy.
You listen for a moment as if Barry did sounds of a happy person, as if he is celebrating that you still remember him.
---It's good that you remind me...! --- He cuts off his own sentence ---, I mean, I'm glad you're okay
---Yes, I'm fine... ---You answer, averting your gaze ---, I just... woke up.
--- Thank goodness --- He whispers, as if he were nervous ---, by the way, can we meet somewhere?
---Yes, s-sounds perfect ---You whisper, trying to hide your nervousness ---, where can we meet?
---I can hear you're nervous, did you have another nightmare? ---He asks.
You blink a few times, remembering that he knew about the nightmares you had for practically your entire life.
---Yeah... It was horrible ---Your voice cracks ---, I can't believe it felt so real!
---Huh? But if all your nightmares feel real... ---He mentions, confused.
---B-But... I could see as if the world was destroyed, something in the sky opened up! ---You explain, nervous ---. Everything was fine, it was my day off but... when I went outside, something in the sky opened up and...
---Oh... ---He whispered, this time more confused ---.., wait, did it open and something or someone peeked out? Like a person or...
---Bruce and Clark! The two of them peered out of the hole that opened ---You express, worsening your condition.
Barry is silent, it was noticeable that his words were stuck in his throat. It is then that, after a few seconds and listening to you sob with fear.
---(Name)... ---Barry called you.
---And I thought it was a dream because everything was being quite strange, and... ---You explained, getting out of bed and looking at the posters in your room ---, I'm in a stranger's room!
---(Name)
---It looks a lot like mine! But it has very... strange tastes, I've never met any of these bands or movies ---You say, investigating the room further.
---(Name) ---He calls you once more.
---What's happening?
---It was not a nightmare.
---What? ---You ask, before listening to someone knock on your door.
---(Name), I need you to go to the park in front of your house, Bruce and I will be there, okay? --- Explains Barry, you could see that he was trying to stay calm.
---O-Okay... ---You whisper, ending the call quickly, looking at the door.
After a few seconds of mustering as much courage as possible, you go to the door and open it. Your fear is suddenly replaced by surprise when you see who was there.
---Clark?! ---Your voice is shot throughout the house, to your surprise, you can see it there; completely calm.
He was carrying a white ceramic cup with flowers, which seemed to have something inside.
---What's up, (Name)? ---Clark asks, confused ---, are you okay?
You look at him for a few seconds, trying not to say something that would probably be very incoherent. You look at the cup that he was carrying in his hands.
---It's nothing... Did you need something? ---Questions, playing with your hands.
---Oh, nothing, nothing ---He repeats, with his cheeks a little reddish ---, I just wanted to bring you a cup of coffee, as I saw that you didn't get up.
You blink a few times, before seeing how he extends the cup towards you.
---Thank you... ---You whisper, before taking the cup in your hands.
--- By the way, --- He mentions, before suddenly changing his tone --- who was that you were talking to?
You can see that because his body was tense and his tone of voice had changed, he sounded different than what you were used to.
--- It was Barry --- You answer, drinking from the cup between your hands ---, he said he needed me to go to the park near here.
--- Oh, --- His voice changes even more for a moment, erasing the smile on his face, but suddenly it's back to normal.
---I'll go now ---You say, happy ---, say hi to Louis for me.
As you walk past your good friend, he suddenly grabs your arm, not forcefully, and in fact hardly exerts any force in his grip.
--- (Name) --- he calls you ---, can I go with you?
---Hey?
Your smile disappears, before scratching the back of your neck with one of your hands.
---Well... Barry says that Bruce will be there, don't you think it would be better if I go alone?
Yes, you were perfectly aware of the certain tension that existed in their relationship, therefore, it was best to avoid conflicts.
---All the more reason I must go... ---he whispered, tightening his grip on your arm a little.
---That?
---No, no, nothing... ---He lets go of your arm, nervous ---, I just want to make sure you're safe.
---But... I'll be with Barry and Bruce... ---You answer, confused ---Besides...
--- (Name) --- he calls you again, taking you back, now grabbing your arm, --- May I go with you?
You can see that his body acted unconsciously, as if he really needed to accompany you before anything else in the whole world.
"Well...okay." You relent, letting a heavy sigh fall from your lips.
You can see how his attitude and face change, his grip is quickly removed, and a smile appears on his lips.
---Okay --- he whispers.
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You can feel how the tension in the air increases with each second of silence that was between the four of you.
---Uh, well... ---Barry whispers, playing with his hands, before walking next to you ---...It's good that we're together now!
---Yes, thank goodness... ---You whisper, before looking at your best friend ---.., Barry, could you tell me about the nightmare?
Bruce looked at you, you could see a soft smile tugging at his lips, before speaking.
---You didn't tell him anything, Barry? ---Bruce asks, intrigued.
---Eh, no, she doesn't know yet ---The young man answers, before looking at you.
---Know what, exactly? ---Asks Clark, again being serious.
---It's complicated.. ---You whisper, before taking a breath ----.., apparently I had a nightmare, as is recurring, but they're telling me it wasn't!
One of your hands goes to your lips, your nails settling between your teeth, until Barry takes your hand.
---Hey, hey, hey ---He's calling you ---, I know this is all complicated, but for now we're not in danger, so let's sit down and...
You can not just one, but two hands grab Barry's wrist, abruptly pulling his hand away from yours.
---Keep your distance, Barry/kid ---Both Clark and Bruce say at the same time.
The surrealism of the scene, along with the sudden reaction of both of you, surprised both Barry and you.
Barry quickly pushes them away, his tone changing suddenly.
---What's wrong with them? ---Barry asks, confused and frowning.
Neither of us could say anything, because you directly speak louder than usual
---What's wrong with all of you? ---You ask, with anger in your tone---. We can't fight now, especially not over something as small as him grabbing my hand! --- You approach Barry, taking his shoulder ---, don't fight, do you really want to make a scene having, I don't know...? More than 28 years?
After the nightmare that seemed to be real, the display of obvious jealousy on Clark's part, and an obvious attempt at another jealousy scene, you were on the brink of losing your mind.
Clark and Bruce don't act like they used to, where did your kind reporter who was actually one of the strongest superheroes on the face of the earth go? Or your good friend who showed you appreciation very rarely? By whom were they replaced?
You can see that both men stare at you, while Barry tried to calm the situation by talking, positioning himself in front of you. But that only caused the look of both of them... Yanderes to intensify, they will begin to lose patience, as if they were on the verge of taking Barry and... damaging him a little, with their own hands.
You know what I mean, don't you, (Name)?
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I don't give a shit what the world thinks; The Bruce that appears in the last Flash movie is great, or at least I like how the actor looks.
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fandomnerd9602 · 3 months
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Yandere Jamie pls
Jamie stomps her feet, causing a tremor in the Vought building…
Y/N: Baby what’s wrong?
Jamie pushes Y/N gently against the wall…
Jamie: I didn’t like what I saw
Y/N: Starlight? She was just asking me about her new costume.
Jamie: you’re mine and only mine
Y/N: is the mighty Homelander jealous?
Jamie: maybe
Y/N kisses her nose…
Y/N: I’m only yours, my superhero
Jamie giggles…
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peoplesgraves · 1 year
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headcanons for yandere husband peter parker please.
Yandere Husband Peter Parker Headcanons
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•Peter would be a do it all kind of husband. All the best parts of both a working husband and a house husband.
•You have no idea how he finds the time between being spiderman and a job to do just about all the chores and still be a doting, devoted husband but he does. Despite how much pressure he put on himself he never cracks, even for a second. Nothing is forgotten or neglected least of all his beloved spouse.
•He’s always bringing home a little gift he saw while he was out that he just had to bring you or taking you on an amazing date. Lots of romantic gestures, the honey moon phase never ends for Peter. Every time he’s lucky enough to wake up next to you it’s like the first time he saw you all over again.
•Peter literally won’t let you lift a finger unless it’s the most simple tasks in order to placate you. If you insist on making dinner one night then Peter will end up taking over and delegating something small to you like chopping the veggies. If it’s something bigger like you cleaning the apartment/house while he’s at work then he’d feel like a failure for letting the house get so dirty that you had to do it.
•He’d also try and dissuade you from getting a job. He wants to take care of you in all ways including financially. If you did really insist on working then he’d get you a job where he could ensure you’d be taken care of and not treated badly or over worked. Like as a personal assistant to him or a receptionist at wherever he works.
•if you ever feel like you’re taking advantage of him Peter would be upset. He’s not doing this because he feels like he has too but because he wants to. There’s nothing wrong with your husband wanting to take care of you right? Besides you give him more then he could ever give you, simply by existing.
•Being married to you is all he’s ever wanted so Peter does everything he can to make sure you’re as happy with him as he is with you. Wether it’s cutesy things like dates or darker things like cutting off anyone who tries to make you see Peters behavior as a problem, Peters a do it all kind of husband.
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☆▪︎¤{Sweetly Obsessive}☆¤ Yandere Dick Grayson/Nightwing x Yandere Reader
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Smiling viciously at the hero in front of you. Your voice comes out as a coo.
"Hi Songbird!" You say sweetly, giggling like a love-sick school girl, but to Nightwing, it sounded like another manic chuckle. Rolling his eyes at your tone, he playfully smirks.
"I'd rather go to bed than deal with you right now, (V/N)." He sighs out, watching as you come closer to him. Hands clasped behind your back as you sway and twirl your way to his form with practiced grace.
The hero doesn't bother moving his body, knowing it was to early for a attack. Having fought (V/N) many times, he knew it wasn't your style to throw the first punch, not until later.
"Aw, your tired? That's okay, you and I can cuddle up and watch the city lights if you want?"
You ask, grabbing both his covered hands. Your smile kind and gentle as you wait for a answer. 
Nightwing, having gotten used to your flattery for him. Shakes his head, his silky strands of hair lifting a bit due to the cold air.
"No can do, (V/N), weren't you the one that just caused all... THAT."
Nightwing remarks, his eyes casting downwards to the destruction of a small part of the city.
"Oh, THAT. Is what you meant," you shrug. Hands tightening on his own. "Forgive and forget! The circus is in town, maybe you and I could instead-" Before you could say more, a scream is heard in the distance and you growl.
"SHUT UP!" You yell, looking away from the apple of your eye. 
Which was a mistake.
Freeing his hands from you, he swings his leg, aiming for your stomach. Dogging out of the way, your smile becomes more prominent. Raising your fits, you land hard hits as did he. Almost if the two of you were dancing in a flurry of kicks and punches.
"This is one of the most romantic things we've done together!" You giggle, putting a hand to your cheek once feeling a small bruise. A love stricken look adoring your face as Nightwing glares at your swooning.
"Nightwing! Come in, Nightwing!"
​​​​A feminine voice calls out to your hero in blue. Barring your teeth into a snarl, you watch as he calls to his communicator quickly while avoiding your attacks, which had gotten more aggressive.
"What is it?!" You yell, your hand about to rip the device from his ear. Catching your wrist, he managed hold both of them behind your back. Trying to over power you as the two of you struggle in a embrace.
"Nightwing! Batman needs you at the moment.."
"I'm a bit busy here!" He yelled as you escape his clutches and is thrown onto the ground by you.
"Augh!" He groans at the pain blooming on the backside of his head as you sit on top of him. Your legs managing to pin down your opponent by straddling their waist and holding their wrists to the floor.
A gasp leaves your lips..
A idea had just hit you.
"Nightwing? Nightwing!"
At this point, you felt like finding whoever was on the other line and killing them for interrupting your time with your handsome hero.
Ripping the communicator from his ear, you crush it easily, smiling at Nightwing while caressing his face gently with a free hand while the other kept him in place. Lifting his chin to look up at you, you whisper.
"I wonder who you are? Would you mind if I find out?"
Giving you a pointed look, he harshly declined.
"I'd rather you not."
Your raise your eyebrows at him, before shrugging it off. He'll thank you later once the two of you get married.
"Hm, that isn't your choice to make."
Raising your hand you carefully bring it close and start to peel off of the mask like a candy wrapper. Before you could even tear it off. You are tackled to the ground.
"Ack-!" You, struggling in the limbs that tried to knock you out. Fiinally feel free as you look up to see Red Hood pointing his gun at you.
Nightwing, tells him not to shoot, making the other vigilante scoff. But obliged to the others wishes, you take that to your advantage and jump away into the night. 
Giving a small princess wave as you blow a multitude of kisses at Nightwing. To which he pretend to caught, immediately dropping it to the ground and stomping on it with his left foot. Making you strainfully smile at his affections.
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"What scent would you recommend." Was a phrase you heard often, costumers often coming by regularly to buy your candles or other scented items.
"Oh! I'd recommend..." You would say like a pop song on repeat.
Giving your choice of scents and flavors.
But then came in Dick Grayson.
"Hi (Y/N)." He said cheerfully, interrupting you and the customer. Smiling ever so charmingly as he glances at you.
"Oops, sorry, didn't mean to cut in." He said, backing off as you cast him a small scowl. He could almost see steam piling up on your head like a crown.
You give the customer your recommendation and head back to the counter. Purposeful ignoring the nosy cop as he followed you to the register.
"Do you need something?" You ask, putting your annoyance for him in your pocket as you try to be civil.
One would think you hated him, but hate was a strong word to use for Dick Grayson.
He was tolerable, most days. When he wasn't loitering around your shop.
He was sweet, funny and somewhat 'quirky' in a sense. 
But, he just made you feel... Off. 
You can't afford to feel like that, especially if you wish to be married to the renowned hero of Buldhaven.
"You seem, I dunno, distracted. Did something good happen?" Dick asked, leaning against the counter as you help check out a item for one of the customers.
"Yeah, in a way." You say, thanking the customer for their patronage.
"Well I'm glad, you look more relaxed. You had a spa day?" He teased, you roll your eyes at him. Bringing out more candles from behind the counter. Placing on 50% Off stickers and labels for the selected scents.
Dick picks one up and takes a small wiff of the blueberry and ginger scented wax. Smiling at the refreshing odor, "mind if I buy this one?"
He said, placing it down for you to scan: "Sure, but you gotta buy another candle for the deal to work."
"Any recommendations?"
"The most expensive one," you said sarcastically, knowing he would actually try and get it. 
"Before you even say yes, I'm gonna get the one that works for the deal." Kneeling down, you pull out a (f/c) (favorite scent) scented candle.
"There you go. Anything else?" You ask, printing out the receipt. 
"A moment of your time, maybe..?" Dick said, shyly rubbing the back of his hair as he avoided your eyes.
"I know that, well, mean to say-!" He fumbles with his words, surprising you, knowing he was so confident and energetic. Just where had it all gone?
"I would, if you give me the honor, no- pleasure. To take you out, to dinner tomorrow night..?"
You blink, "you wanna take me to a romantic candle lit dinner. Tomorrow??" You repeated.
"Y-yes."
You stay silent as you think it over, you planned on messing with the city tomorrow. Hoping to see your knight in black latex and possibly ask him out for dinner.
But, Dick was.. A interesting, patron, you did know him for quite a few years. Plus, it's free food and a day to be fancy. Also, if you didn't like the date you could always leave.
"Hm, fine." You huff, watching Dick smile so widely it reminded you of pulled taffy.
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"Look, Hood, I'm not here for you. I'm here for my Songbird."
You spat, standing menacingly in front of him. "Where. Is. HE."
"He ain't here, I doubt he's planning on it any time soon." The Red Hood remarks, twirling his gun to your direction. 
"Why's that?" You hiss, circling each other.
"He's getting all pretty for his date tonight." He shrugged boredly, as if it wasn't anything worth talking about. 
You felt your skin becoming hot with rage that it could melt.
Letting out a cry of anger, you descended upon a uncaring Red Hood as he sent bullets flying towards you.
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Mascare mixed with tears fell from your face as you made your way to the High Rated and High Class restaurant Dick had gotten a reservation at. Yet you couldn't bring yourself to even pretend to be happy as the waitress escorted you to the table.
You sit down nimbly and look at the red clothed cover table. 
Dick who had greeted you warmly once he saw you. Stares at baffledly as you silently cry to yourself.
"(Y/N), is everything okay? Did something happen!? Why are you covered in-" Dick's clear blue eyes taken in the smear of blood and fresh bullet wound on your shoulder.
But the rest of you was dressed in fancy garb and make up. Hoping to cover whatever was left from your battle in hurry.
"He- he..." You whimper out, struggling to form a sentence as you find yourself shaking with anger in Dicks car. The man escorting you out of the restaurant to his care so he could take you to the hospital.
""He" who, (Y/N)? Whoever it is. I'll kill them."
"Don't please..." You sob, begging Dick to stop the car. The man tries to refute your begs, but gave in as he parked it beside a old building.
"I loved him.. I loved him, so much, yet he, h-he." You cry louder, your clothing becoming wet as Dick hugs you to his chest. His heart soothing your own aching one.
"I'll kill them, I'll kill when I find them." You whisper, promising to find who Nightwing fancied.
"I don't understand, please, talk to me (Y/N)..."
Taking in a breath, you answered Dick.
"The man I love, he, he-e chose to go, go off with sum, some-!" You grip Dicks muscular arm, feeling the blood in his veins flowing. "He went on a date with someone and didn't bother to see me, I'm so upset a-and a-angry!"
You cry one more time, Dick comforting you with soft words and threats to Nightwing for not bothering to tell you.
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"And that's how we came to be." You said with a chirp, nuzzling into your lovers neck. Your grip tighter than a corset on his arm. A crazed smile on both of your faces as the Batfamily clan watch the two of you coddle each other unabashedly. 
Bruce rubs his eyes tiredly while Jason gagged right beside him. 
Damien taking mental notes as Tim shook his head. While Barbara covers Duke and Cass eyes while Stephanie sneaks small photos of the obsessive lovers.
[Hear you go! One of my most favorite pieces to write for DC, I hope yall enjoyed it! More yandereness coming soon! Thank you! Hearts and comments are appreciated!]
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Okay everybody, I'm not a fantastic artist but here's what Kiran looks like in his suit!
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sanyu-thewitch05 · 10 days
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Yandere Superhero x Villain! Reader pt. 2
TW: Smut, inflation(stomach expansion), hyper ejaculation, hypercum, extremely large cock
Wanna buy me a coffee?: ☕
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Ever since Krouken has changed your DNA, your relationship with him has been moving fast. You went from cuddles and fluffy actions to having a full-blown sexfest every day when your body developed enough Plutonian features like thicker skin, stronger lungs, increased libido, and stamina. You don't know if it's because of the DNA changes, but you went along with Krouken's plan of breeding the next generation of Plutonians.
"Bend over and hold your ankles," Krouken says, waking up with you.
You obey him and hold your ankles, revealing your naked pussy to your boyfriend. Krouken uses his alien dick, so swollen with cum that it's the size of a fire log, and sticks it inside your pussy. Your walls stretch from his size, and your eyes roll to the back of your head.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" You chant, feeling Krouken thrust into you.
"That's right, baby. Take my seed like the good mate you are," Krouken encourages, spanking your ass. "You're doing so well obeying my orders. Keep holding your ankles for a little more."
"Yes, sir," You reply, drool going down your mouth.
"Ah-ha!" You and Krouken moan as he empties his seed into you.
Thick streams of cum cover your walls, and you sigh as you orgasm. Krouken pulls out of you, and you stand up. Arousal begins in your body again, and you position Krouken's dick at your entrance. He grabs your legs, holding them near his head, and thrusts into you as you swing your body back and forth onto his crotch. 
"Oh, shit, princess, you've been such a freak these past few days," Krouken says, enjoying the new position you're in. 
You're too busy enjoying dick to notice his compliment. He spits in your open mouth, and you swallow it like a bitch in heat. Cum starts from the previous session starts to leak from your pussy, and he quickly cums in your pussy. A smile plasters your face, feeling like utter bliss.
"We're not done yet, princess. My dick is still swollen," Krouken teases, gently slapping your cheeks. "Pull out and assume any position on the bed."
He lets go of your legs, and you pull his dick out. Cum drips down your legs, mixing with the sweat. You put your body in a mating press position and wait for Krouken. He crawls onto the bed and kisses you, sucking on your tongue. Spit goes down both of your mouths as he uses his hands to scoop some of the cum from your legs back into your pussy. 
"Are you ready for me to properly breed you? This time I'll be shooting more cum into your hole," Krouken asks, feeling how wet you are. 
"Breed me, 'Ken. Fill me up with your seed," You reply, your body preparing itself for the extreme fucking.
"I'm so glad to see how enthusiastic you are about my mating rituals," Krouken comments, sticking his cock in your cum covered pussy. 
He starts slow, licking the spit off your lips. You hold your legs tighter in anticipation as his Plutonian cock gets to work. You can feel it moving back and forth like a worm as he thrusts. You can hear the sound of his cum sloshing inside your pussy, and you start to tap out from the pleasure.
"Nope, baby, you need to stay awake," Krouken says, twisting your nipples hard. 
"Yes, sir!" You squeal, wishing he'd go faster.
Krouken laughs softly and starts to move faster. Your moans become screams as your new body feels such inhuman pleasure for the first time. The bed is shaking like there's a 7.0 earthquake, and your lamp from his nightstand falls and breaks. The bed posts break, sending the mattress to the floor, causing Krouken's cock to be pushed deeper inside you. This sends you both over the edge, and Earth-shattering orgasms leave your body.
"Baby, I'm emptying out," Krouken moans, going still and holding your hands.
Krouken's sperm-swollen cock empties into your pussy, flooding it with his cum. Your stomach grows from the amount of cum, and by the time he's done, you feel like you ate a seven-course meal. Your cum mixes with his, and you let go of your legs.
"Sit up. There's one more reward," Krouken says, pulling out of you, his cock back to its normal size.
You sit up, and he pumps his cock a few more times. Gallons of cum spurt out of his cock like a tidal wave, covering you in his cum, painting your body a milky white.
"I love you, Y/N. I'm so glad you chose to be mine," Krouken coos, hugging your sticky body. 
"I'm glad, too. It's not like I could fuck any other dick after being with you. My pussy only fits your dick now," You say, kissing Krouken.
"Aw, I'm so glad you think that way. Now let's clean you up and get that cum off your body and into your pussy where it belongs," Krouken replies, picking you up and walking to the bathroom.
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meet your personal superhero,
Incredible!
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<3 He's everything the world's ever needed. A hero, one without discrimination for who he saves. Wholly righteous and the epitome of justice!
<3 Until he meets you, that is.
<3 For you see, Invincible was created to be a safeguard against threats. Countries could call upon him when something big went down and he could do more than what an entire army could do, all without even taking a breath. He was Earth's only true hero, a man who broke the mold and who has been replicated, but never to the success of the original.
<3 He was truly Incredible! But he was extremely alone.
<3 Flying off around the world, meeting and saving foreign dignitaries, giving speeches and stopping disasters was fun and all, but he was given anything he could possibly imagine, except for the one thing he wants...
<3 Domesticity.
<3 Built as a grown man, he's never had a family. Sure, he refers to the head scientist as his mom and her former lover as an ever elusive dad, but he's an adult without real roots. A man with memories, emotions, or connections that have been completely fabricated by a team of world leaders in an effort to make a singular killing machine, or many if their plans weren't foiled.
<3 But, he's found the domestic all on his own. And it comes in the form of you.
<3 In disguised, he heads to a local coffee shop. The grand hotel suite this country put him in is nice and all, but a place is best explored by where the locals hang out. He's been in enough cities and on enough tours not to trust the tourism industry.
<3 And he's been to countless places, but after a death-defying save and fancy celebration dinner held by the country's leader who shoved countless women to his face, Incredible didn't expect to find someone that actually caught his eye, you.
<3 You, working on some work in the middle of a coffee shop in a city he hadn't even heard of before jet setting off to here. Oh but does he know it now! Does he remember everything about this place, aiming to eventually recreate it brick by brick so that he can always stand in the place he first saw your beautiful face.
<3 He gets himself an obscenely sugary drink and slides into the seat across from you. He keeps the hood on his head, but demorphs from his disguise, showing you his true face as he asks for your number. After all, all relationships, are built on a bedrock of honesty and trust—his pseudo mother told him that, over a wine and bitch night, where she talked about the man who made sure there wouldn't be another version of Incredible!
<3 Incredible whispers. His voice is recognizable, after all. He talks to you like any other person would, getting to know you and slipping you the number world leaders contact him with. He asks what you're doing and what you're working on and if he can catch you for dinner sometime soon.
<3 And when another phone call comes through, he hangs up the phone. Because getting to know you and walking the steps of every couple before is worth letting however many people die, waiting on a hero who's suddenly heartsick.
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obsessivevoidkitten · 5 months
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Heroes To Villains
DILF Yandere Superheroes x Gender Neutral Superhero Reader CW: Noncon, imprisonment, minor violence, gratuitous amount of firearms, super powers, super soldiers, spitroasting, general yandere behavior, bratty reader Word Count: 3.8k (I am sorry this took a bit for me to get to, only took a few hours to write though. I hope you guys love it. Feel free to tip if you do~)
The city you were stationed in was under attack by some fairly destructive super villains. They were either traitors born of the same government program that had produced you and the other super soldiers you worked with or they were sent by another country to attack the retired super agents of your country. Though it was also possible they were a rogue foreigner with a vendetta. All the people making up your squad had been in the military and had made significant enemies.
Their goals did not really matter so much at the moment. It was more important that they were defeated before they caused any casualties.
There were two of them. One of them with an ability to lash out with streams of fire and smoke and another that could jump up really fast and high before slamming down and causing a large explosion on impact.
They were no match for you and your comrades. Red and Ace had handled much worse threats than these two with ease. Ace had been a top pilot before undergoing medical experimentation that left him with angel-like wings and the ability to shoot energy blasts from his hands. The man was like a living B-52. And Red was basically a human tank. Very little could so much as scratch his skin and he had tremendous physical strength.
Both of them had soared through the ranks and had distinguished themselves as competent generals in the last great war. Now they were retired and used their abilities as super soldiers to become heroes and protect the capital from the strange threats that had been unleashed during war time. Mostly the occasional villain. Sometimes a mutant animal.
You had just been a simple medic. Nothing too fancy, but you had hesitantly taken the opportunity to go through experiments that would allow you to heal others much more effectively and without the need for invasive surgery. Most of the super soldiers gained a unique ability and also became more resilient to damage and agile.
And you had gotten those perks too, but not to the degree as everyone else. Though you had gotten an extra ability that most people lacked. Hyper accurate aim with long distance weapons. But you also suffered a drawback when compared to your peers. You got exhausted easily, having very little stamina.
Who could forget the time you had saved the city by firing the railroad gun at the giant robot that used mutated biological components in its construction? Firing a 19,000 pound shell and obliterating an entire giant robot with one perfectly executed shot had been amazing.
You longed for that kind of usefulness again. But currently you were a bit bored, as a long range support unit you frequently hung back a bit. Red and Ace normally cleared everything up themselves without having need of your abilities.
Ace had plucked the hopper from the sky and injected him with a serum that would knock him out cold until he could be taken into custody where his abilities would be removed completely, if they could be. Red had similarly taken out the fire user who had discovered that his searing flames did little more than make Red sweat a bit.
They regrouped together before they started walking back to you, each carrying the limp weight of an unconscious enemy on their shoulders. It would be a few minutes before they got to the rendezvous.
You heard the gruff voice of Red on your comm line.
“We got em’ On our way back now.”
“Affirma-”
You were cut off by a sudden shift underground followed by a woman jumping up from the earth below you and punching you hard enough to launch you several feet.
There had been a third and they had split up to take you on individually.
As you fell through the air you took out your side arm and fired every round in rapid succession. Each one aimed for her heart. Each one hit their mark. But when you hit the ground you had smacked your head pretty hard and the world faded to black.
You woke up in a medical bed in the basement of your headquarters. You were quite dizzy and you felt like you were certainly going to vomit.
You held your hands to your head and your palms flashed.
Much better. If you hadn’t been knocked out you would have simply been able to heal whatever injuries you had sustained in a flash. Oh well you were better now.
Ace walked in to check on you right as you had been getting up. He burst into a smile at seeing you awake. His blue eyes full of joy.
“Hey runt! Glad to see that you’re getting up and about!”
“Who’s a runt!?”
He flexed his biceps to drive the point in.
“Red, get in here, The runt is up!”
You heard his loud steps reverberate upstairs as he bounded towards the basement door and came rushing down.
“It’s been five days, we were beginning to really worry about you, squirt.”
He was smiling but you could tell his red eyes held a lot of concern in them. It seemed like there was something he wanted to say but didn’t know how.
“Well, no need to worry. I am not as fragile as a regular person. And I am fully healed now.”
“Yeah… but you weren’t hit by a normal person. And you aren’t as durable as most of us…”
That was Ace.
“Yeah, yeah, I will be more careful, okay? I know my limits. I don’t need a lecture. I took the enemy down and I am okay now so we don’t need to linger on it.”
Ace put his hand to his face and his wings quivered in annoyance as they often do when he tries to lecture you and you just won’t have it.
You rolled your eyes and finally Red spoke up.
“This isn’t the first time you have gotten hurt on the field. Even with precautions like staying back you still end up injured!”
“What’s your point? It's a battle, injuries happen. At least I can heal.”
Ugh, an Ace lecture you were used to. You didn’t need both of them nagging at you.
You rolled your eyes as Red continued.
“Have you ever considered… going into another career? You volunteer at the hospital… maybe you could do that full time?”
That did it.
“Excuse me? I wasn’t in any command position, but I was a trained soldier all the same! I think I can handle myself!”
You stormed away from them and went up the stairs, slamming the door behind you. Assholes. Who were they to tell you what you should consider doing? It was your life and if you wanted to use it fighting genetically enhanced monsters and super-criminals then that was your right to do so.
It would become evident in the future that this incident was where everything started to go wrong. Going forward in battle they always had at least one of them at your side whenever it was physically possible for them to do so.
When you were eventually still injured even with that precaution, even though it was minor, they pressured you again to quit being a hero. They thought maybe you just were too attached to them to leave so they even suggested that you could still be their medic but you would stay on at the base. You could even still operate the railroad rifle that could fire shells from miles away whenever a large foe approached the city.
But you wouldn’t have it. Fuck them. You told them that if you had to form a new squad in a new city then you would do so.
They frantically apologized immediately so they let it go.
It was unfathomable that they would ever allow you to do such a thing. Go off where they couldn’t protect you even a little? Where some inexperienced whelp of a leader would surely get you killed? Not a chance!
But neither could they allow you to remain a front line combatant. Not after the injuries and not with how easily you became fatigued when exerting yourself.
The solution was ugly, but it was what it was. You left them no other option for your own safety.
Though it would make them criminals themselves they had to do it for your own good. They had to keep you here with them where you would be safe and secure. They could turn the base’s AI defenses to keep you here and make sure that you were safe. They could also have it alert them through their comms if you there was any trouble while they were on a mission.
You were laying on your bed with your hands behind your head. You stared at your ceiling and contemplated all that you had been through. The war, seeing comrades on the battlefield ripped apart with no way to save them as they bled out in agony. You had to protect people from that in every way that you could, and if you did die on the battlefield then that was fine by you.
The intrusion of Red and Ace barging into your room out of nowhere pulled you from your thoughts and you regarded them both with a scowl.
“What NOW!? Can’t you guys at least knock? I mean seriousl-”
Ace cut you off with a hand gesture for silence before Red spoke up.
“Listen squirt… we decided something. We can’t allow you to join us on the field anymore…”
“Didn’t you just apologize for saying that after I threatened to leave? Whatever, I am out of here!”
You hopped up to gather your belongings and set out at once, the mere sight of the two heroes making you want to go on a rampage, but Red pushed you back onto the bed, then Ace picked up where Red had left off.
“Well that’s not all, runt. We also decided… you can’t leave here either…”
You started laughing. It had to be some kind of joke. But the tension that filled the room told you otherwise. You looked from Red to Ace and the empty expression from Ace and the guilty one from Red told you that they were deadly serious.
You grabbed your sidearm and launched yourself at Ace, you weaved past Red and twirled yo get behind Ace and held your arm around his neck with your gun aimed at his head. You didn’t speak a word, your intention clear.
There was no way you would be kept here.
You couldn’t go for Red as small arms fire would bounce off of him, but at point blank range Ace was toast. You backed out of the room, pulling Ace along with you. He cooperated fully. Even a pair of overprotective psychos didn’t want their brains blown out.
Out of nowhere a robotic arm emerged from one of the sockets in the walls. It seized your gun and then Ace flipped your positions with him behind you.
They had reprogrammed the defenses of the base to not allow you to have a weapon. These two were not former generals for nothing. They knew how their adversary, you, would react.
You slammed your foot down on Ace’s and smacked your head behind him to hit his nose. Such weak attacks did nothing to dislodge you from his ironclad grasp.
“Stop this childish behavior and just accept things. This is for your own good. If anything this little outburst has proven that you need to be protected because you certainly cannot control your emotions!”
Red was in front of you, still looking at you with that guilty expression.
“I’ll go get your weapons from your room.”
Ace and you watched in the doorway as Red got a sack and rummaged through every single inch of your private space to look for what was now contraband.
“Come on! If you are going to keep me here at least don’t go invading my privacy like this!”
Much to your embarrassment you actually cried a bit as the large man went through all your things.
He started by removing your pistols from your weapon’s display case. Your Beretta M9, your SIG Sauer P320, you… dear god no… not your baby, not your Magnum Research BFR!
You thrashed more as you saw him take that one.
Then he moved on to your bookshelf. He took out your religious text from the shelf.
“Hey, keep your grubby mitts off of that! It’s sacred!”
“Yeah, Red, don’t you think you should focus o-”
He opened it revealing that it had been cut out and housed one of your many sidearms.
“Of course,” Ace said flatly.
When Red finished with all your pistols he moved on to the ones mounted on your wall. Your Mauser M 98, your Browning BLR, and your little Marlin 70PSS.
The rest of the search was much the same. All but one had been found. Red had to get a second bag for them all. The ones in your desk, under your bed, and the one in your mattress.
Well at least they hadn’t found your most precious gun-child…
“Okay I think I got them all. Nowhere else to search. Be truthful, did I miss any?”
You wiped the tears out of your eyes and lied convincingly. You tried to look as defeated as you could.
“No”
Ace moved the two of you out of the way so Red could take your weaponry to the armory. As he started to leave the room he noticed his footsteps sounded odd in one place.
He pressed his large foot down in the spot a few times, narrowing his eyes.
Fuck.
He bent down and realized he could remove the floor board under the rug in that spot.
He found it, the bag unzipped and your M1 Garand joined the rest of your firearms.
“NOOOO!!! That one is my favorite! It PINGS when you use it!”
Now you were truly defeated, they had gotten every single one of them…
“Holy fuck, how many did you need??”
Ace joined in.
“Yeah that’s all a bit… much…”
“If your only offensive power came from guns then you would make sure to have one near you at all times in case of infiltration or emergencies…”
Ace sighed and let you return to your bed in peace. Or what peace could be had in your glorified prison.
Later in the evening they knocked on your door.
“Hey, we made your favorite food for dinner! And made your favorite dessert too…”
That was Red, you could hear the nervousness in his voice. He knew you would hate him now. You ignored them.
“Come on, don't be like this, you have to eat!”
And that was Ace, insisting that not complying with his psychopathic behavior was childish.
You opened the door and took the food tray. Both of them smiled.
“There, see? We can all still get along. We worked very hard on that meal for you!”
You were sure that they had, they were both skilled cooks. You stared at them expressionless and slammed the tray into their faces before slamming the door.
Ace looked furious but Red held him back.
“Come on Ace… they just need to adjust…”
But you refused to adjust. You ate only when they were out of the house. As the days went by you didn’t speak a single solitary word to either of them, you may as well have been a ghost.
Well… it would have been. Had you not been doing your best to make them the two most miserable men on the planet. You destroyed all the toilet paper, clogging every toilet in the base with it, you destroyed the fridge twice, you broke the TV, tore the couch, the robotic arms stopped you, of course, but you could manage to do a bit of damage each time before it stopped you.
Even Red was getting annoyed with your behavior.
They had both tried everything to get you to behave. Punishments ranging from not eating anything but flavorless oatmeal for days to being forced to sleep in a bed with one of them so they could make sure you didn’t cause any destruction while they slept.
Finally they had had enough, things could not continue on like this and it seemed like you may never open your eyes and see that they were just trying to keep you safe. Without them you’d have ran right into the jaws of danger.
They discussed it among themselves and had one more idea. You needed to feel loved in every possible way. They loved you so much after all, that’s what all this had been about, to protect you because they cared for you. But clearly they needed to step things up a notch or ten.
When they came home that day they barged into your room and grabbed you, taking you kicking and screaming into one of the many spare rooms the base had.
They had outfitted it with a huge bed, the walls painted your favorite color, fresh roses filled a heart shaped vase on the nightstand.
“Let go of me! What did you drag me here just to give me a newer bigger room? A prison is still a prison…”
“It’s going to be…” Red started.
“Our love… nest…” Ace finished, blush evident on his face.
“No thanks. Fucking weirdos.”
“Come on, sex is known to alleviate one’s mood!”
“Yeah, just give it a chance”
Ace smashed his lips into yours and kissed you deeply, you looked at him stunned.
They were serious… You wanted to wretch… Fervently you struggled, trying to get out of Red’s grip but he handed you off to Ace who wrapped his wing around you and led you to the bed.
They took your clothing off before moving on to your own. All of you had scars due to combat and training, and you had seen them nude in the showers before, but this was different. For the first time you felt vulnerable and scared under their combined gaze.
You covered your genitals but they each removed and held one arm so they could appreciate the view. “Come on, don’t be like that. Nothing we haven’t seen before,” Ace whispered as he spread your legs apart.
“Red, did you bring the lube?”
“Yeah, right here.”
Red opened a bottle and lathered both of their growing cocks so that they were drenched with the stuff and then pressed some to your hole and massaged it in. They had no intention of letting this be a painful experience for you. They wanted to show how much they cared about you.
You tried to clench. To close yourself off from them. But the probing fingers would not be denied. You squirmed uncomfortably at the sensation of cold lube being worked into you.
“Try to relax, it will be much better if you embrace us.”
“FUCK YO-”
Red cut you off with a kiss. You tried to bite his tongue but his tongue was no more vulnerable than the rest of his body.
Two sets of hand roamed and pet, and groped your body. Gently caressing you as Red made out with you. When they felt as if they had explored every part of your body they flipped you on to your belly, with Red on his knees in front of you. His crotch level with your face.
Ace was behind you on his knees between your legs, holding them still as he wedged himself closer to your entrance, until the tip of his cock was kissing it.
You couldn’t kick because he had control of your legs. You couldn’t punch because Red had your arms pinned. Now they just had to plug your bratty mouth and you wouldn’t have any means of protest. Verbal or otherwise.
They knew you’d try to bite so Red took your mouth, claiming it with his cock. You tried to move and turn away but once Ace sank his cock into your sensitive depths you gasped in surprise so Red took the chance to put his cock in your soft mouth. He did not go in balls deep, neither of them had yet. They wanted you to enjoy it. To relax. Not worry about being hurt or gagged.
Red humped into your mouth carefully and slowly while Ace did the same behind you.
“Damn, for someone so opposed to it you fit me so well.”
Then Ace added, “Your mouth feels amazing babe. He used his thumb to draw lazy circles into your arms where he held them down. He sighed in pleasure when he felt the pleasured moans Ace was coaxing out of you. Much to your dismay.
But you couldn’t deny that it felt nice. Your body relaxed, just a bit, as the men slowly bred a bit of the stress you had been under out of it.
Now that it seemed that you were enjoying yourself, even though reluctantly, Ace decided he could speed up just a bit, rolling his hips as his cock dug further into you.
Red was going a bit faster too now that you had acclimated and stopped trying to resist so hard. He let your arms go, sure that you had finally realized how silly fighting was. The large man stroked your cheek as he continued thrusting into those sweet lips.
Ace was the first to cum, his wings outstretching fully and deep voice gasping as his large nuts filled you with wave after wave of his seed. His large cock twitched inside of you, pushing you over the edge and into your own orgasm.
Feeling all your muffled cries of pleasure right in his prick caused Red to start cumming. He pulled out, not wanting to choke you on his copious amount of semen that he knew all super soldiers produced in spades, instead cumming all over your face.
Ace pulled out of you and was the first to speak.
“There, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
You didn’t respond, you were still panting from the workout you had just received. You didn’t protest when Ace pulled you into his lap and held you with your head nestled into his chest. Your head laying right on his hawk tattoo. You didn’t protest when red scooted beside him and kissed you tenderly on the forehead. You even let them clean you up and feed you your favorite meal that they diligently cooked for you while you waited politely on the couch. They figured your resistance to them before was just because you had needs that weren’t getting met.
And from that day forward they knew that anytime you got too snarky or rebellious all they had to do was make time to fuck the brattiness out of you.
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sophiethewitch1 · 2 months
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dick grayson who needs to be useful and needed to feel loved vs reader who is hypervigilant of their own fault and tries desperately not to be a burden: fight
it ends in tears. unstoppable force versus immovable object. you don't want to make his life any harder because you can see he's struggling. he's just straight up begging. i said in last post tags he'd moan if you ask him to get you a glass of water. ask him to make you a snack and he'll just straight up come in his pants.
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angelyuji · 2 months
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i was thinking abt this last night and i forgot to write it down. however, im in the bathroom peeing in one of the campus bathrooms when i REMEMBERED!
yandere justice league to me is VERY different from yandere avengers (not gonna touch on x-men or the other groups of superheroes just yet).
tw // yandere, physical abuse, manipulation, just… general yandere stuff
yandere justice league are manipulative, obsessive, and possessive, BUT they would never ever ever lay a hand on you/their obsession. like they would kidnap, manipulate, drive u to the brink of madness, but they would never ever physically hurt you. like bruce may borderline harass (y/n) at their place of work, clark may keep (y/n) chained up at the fortress, diana would gaslight (y/n) to the point where they abandon their family, but never would they cross that line of physical abuse.
but yandere avengers… they would use any tool at their disposal to get (y/n) to break. ive written abt steve already (so go check that out). but i feel like the clear difference (to me) is that avengers would hurt u to get what they want.
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yandereunsolved · 23 hours
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✧ Yandere Tim Drake ✧
"Tim, what the hell?"
"W-Was stalking the wrong thing to do? I have done everything for you. I got rid of all your friends, enemies, and possible lovers. I hacked into your bank account and supplied you with money. I made sure you got the perfect job and an even better salary. I was there for you. I have been there through every hardship in your life. I-I have done so much. I have done everything. I not it's wrong but—
"Is it not enough?"
"Am I not enough?"
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