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kpopfanfictrash · 5 months

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Jingle All the Way Collaboration

Coming your way this holiday season! Whether you've been naughty or nice, you'll have seven fics to unwrap by @kpopfanfictrash , @leahsfavefics , @kithtaehyung , @yoonia , @cybrsan and @sugaurora.

All second chance romance. All holiday themed. All attempting to utilize the same quote: "The holidays aren't so bad with you around." Come down the chimney, embrace your inner Vixen, and warm up this season with the Jingle All the Way collab!

Content Creator: all amazing banners are made by the truly spectacular @kithtaehyung!!

(Links to be added as fics are posted)

Title: The Ten Days of Ex-Mas

Author: @kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Jimin x Reader (f)

Rating/Genre: M (18+); angst, fluff, smut; hockey player au, second chance au, oh noo there was only one bed

Summary: Three months following the worst break-up of your life, you finally feel ready to start moving on. The world, it seems, has other ideas when you pick up the phone and find your ex-boyfriend calling.

Jimin Park, star right winger of the NHL and (until recently), the love of your life, has a very large problem. Despite the courage he regularly shows on the ice, in his personal life, Jimin is kind of a coward. When you broke up this fall, he could barely admit it. Not to his neighbors. Not to his friends. Not even to his family, who are expecting him home for Christmas. In a desperate plea for more time, Jimin begs you to pretend you’re still dating – and to his surprise, you agree. Faced with a second chance, Jimin is determined not to squander it. If only fixing a relationship were as easy as falling in love.

Posting Date: December 19th, 2023

Title: All I Want for Christmas is Joon

Author: @leahsfavefics

Pairing: art historian!Namjoon x art historian!reader (f)

Rating/genre: m (18+) angst, fluff, smut, second chance au

Summary: You have had a rough year following the mutual break up with your grad school sweetheart. On a whim, you book a spontaneous trip to Europe for the holidays to help get you out of the funk you’re in and assert your independence. It would be great, if it weren’t for the fact that you keep bumping into your ex boyfriend.

Posting Date: December 21st, 2023

Title: Back to December

Author: @kithtaehyung

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader(f)

Rating/Genre: M (18+); angst, fluff, smut; brother’s best friend au, wedding au, second chance au

Summary: Ever since you left town to pursue your dreams, life has fast forwarded into one big blur. so when you hit pause to attend your brother’s wedding exactly three years later, your brain instinctively resets and rewinds. because you have to spend it with the very person that had been there at the start. the one person you regret leaving behind.

Posting Date: TBD

Title: A Christmas Fix

Author: @yoonia

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader(f)

Rating/Genre: M (18+), secret baby au, s2l au, fake dating au on the side (more on that later)

Summary: One-night stands are supposed to be nothing more than just. It shouldn’t have involved seeing those two red lines looking back at you weeks later without a name or a contact number linking you back to your mystery man. Nothing more but his face. The unforgettable face that would sometimes appear in your dreams at night. So unforgettable that you immediately recognise him the moment he walks into your family home at Christmas, hand-in-hand with your older stepsister.

Title: Everwinter

Author: @kithtaehyung

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader(f)

Rating/Genre: M (18+); angst, fluff, smut; ex-fwb 2 lovers au, second chance au

Summary: You told him you loved him, and that was a mistake. Because years later, you both meet up with your old friend group for a holiday trip, and neither of you have forgotten that.

Posting Date: TBD

Title: Miracle of the Season

Author: @cybrsan

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Rating/Genre: M (18+); angst, fluff, smut; angel au, second chance au

Summary: Cast out of Heaven after a painful betrayal, you find yourself having to navigate the intricacies of human life without any guidance from the Creator or the family you have always known. Things only get worse as the holiday season reaches its peak, with reminders of the life you left behind everywhere you look. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, a familiar face pops up and you aren’t sure whether to consider it a blessing or a curse.

Posting Date: December 29th, 2023

Title: A Porn Star's Guide to the Holidays

Author: @sugaurora

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader(f)

Rating/Genre: M (18+); smut; second chance au

Summary: Jung Hoseok was your first love, a relationship that ended only because your post-high school dreams led you down two very different paths. Yours brought you to Jeon Jungkook, an innovative talent agent promising to produce the most well-loved adult entertainment artists of the era. And that’s how you became an erotic market darling, doing just about everything from outdoor gangbangs to golden showers and a long list of kinks in between.

Ten years later and you’re ready to find a new path, celebrating your exit from the business with one last appearance at the biggest adult industry convention of the year. Only when you arrive, you find yourself unexpectedly face-to-face with your high school sweetheart. Suddenly, you’re forced to confront where the years have taken you and feelings that may have never quite gone away.

What’s a former porn star to do?

Posting Date: TBD

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dreamgrlarchive · 7 months

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My Collection of Beauty Standard Inspo 💗

#PrettyHeiressDiaries

video vixens ❤︎︎

video vixens are the quintessential sexy girl that you either wanted to be or wanted to get. they’re almost always hyper girly and there’s a natural beauty to them that’s less prominent as of late. they ooze effortless sex appeal. not to mention the mystery they held. i mean they literally were just there to look good, be pursued, and look good some more. they weren’t talking, let alone telling their business.

thin brows

frosty lip gloss

jet black or honey blonde long hair

millennium/logomania designer pieces

very blingy detailz

revealing cuts + sexy silhouettes

vintage glam black women ❤︎︎

appearing effortlessly beautiful while giving high maintenance class. these women are EXPEN$IVE! striking personalities and body language that commanded respect and attracted the best treatments only. a very overt glamorous brand of femininity.

voluminous hair and curls

opulent accessories

fur coats + shawls

metallic, shimmery eyes

pendant jewelry

ultrafeminine bougie women ❤︎︎

women like kimora lee simmons, mariah carey, and nicki minaj (and fictional characters like hilary banks, dionne davenport and toni childs) all carry themselves with a super girly aura. they don’t mind the “diva” or “gold digger” label; embrace it even. they love pink and being the most sparkly in the room and are often very successful and headstrong!

pink, pink, pink

tweed, tartan, + plaid

natural glam makeup

silk presses and sew ins

blouses + skirts

crop tops, tube tops, + turtlenecks

iconic early 90s supermodels ❤︎︎

the golden age of fashion. these women walked in the most influential fashion shows for me; chanel ss95, chanel fw92, azzedine alaia fw91, versace 92, lanvin a/w 91. the epitome of untouchable glamour. the circle of the most beautiful, most hardworking women ever.

silk, tulle, chiffon

statement pieces

designer purses

houndstooth and cheetah prints

form-fitting silhouettes

an amazing strut

#prettyheiressdiaries #my posts #branding #the prissy girl agenda #my signature look

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thebestofoneshots · 10 months

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SERIES MASTERLIST

Gilded Constellations | (wolfstar x reader)

Summary: You meet Sirius and Regulus at a family vacation in the Caribbean, but things don't go as planned and you end up losing contact once the trip is over. Years later your family moves to England and you get accepted at Hogwarts where you finally meet Sirius once again, along with all of his friends. One of them with a mysterious secret, that you'll uncover as you embark on your own Hogwarts adventure. Mostly canon-compliant. This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

Read Gilded Constellations on AO3

Read the French Translation by @nagareboshi-chiyo

Paring: Sirius Black x Reader / Remus Lupin x reader / Wolfstar x reader

Chapter average: 5k - 6.5 k

Content: Smut in later chapters, Poly!Marauders, throuple, graphic descriptions of violence, MAJOR and minor character death (this is The Marauders Era guys, you know), jealousy, angst, pining, love triangle, LGBTQ+ themes, The Wizarding war 1.0, implied child abuse, possible proofreading errors, mental health struggles, hurt no comfort, hurt with comfort, period typical attitude, first war with Voldemort, canonical character's death, fluff, Requited Love, F/M/M, mostly canon-compliant.

Status: Ongoing (Weekly updates)

PLAYLIST

01 | Summer Breeze

02 | Escape

03 | Bitter Sweet Symphony

04 | Rainy Days and Mondays

05 | Good times

06 | Crazy Little Thing Called Love

07 | Peaceful Easy Feeling

08 I Fooled Around and Fell in Love

09 | The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke

10 | Black Dog

11 | Do Ya

12 | You really got me

13 | Rebel, Rebel

14 | Maybe I’m Amazed

15 | No One Like You

Interlude (Q&A Event)

16 | Boogie Wonderland

17 | Tonight’s What It Means To Be Young

18 | Friends will be Friends

19 | Silver Bird

20 | Bad Moon Rising

21 | Fox on the Run

22 | Long Long Way From Home

23 | Hungry Eyes

24 | Peace of Mind

25 | I’ll get Even With You

26 | Hooked on a Feeling

27 | Can’t Take My Eyes Off You

28 | If You Want BIood, (You’ve Got It)

29 | With a Little Help From My Friends

30 | Bridge Over Troubled Water

31 | Strange Magic

32 | Come a Little Bit Closer

33 | More Than a Feeling

34 | You Belong to Me

35 | Chill of Desire

36 | Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

37 | Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

38 | Let the Good Times Roll

39 | Running With the Pack

40 | Hot Stuff

41 | Urban Adventure

42 | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

43 | Sympathy for the Devil

44 | TBD (24.04.24)

45 | TBD (01.05.24)

BONUS TRACKS:

Your Theories, The Note, The Costumes, Sirius and the Chimney, Sirius and Vix after the bad moon, Evans and Vixen, Remus and Vixen at the infirmary, Remus holding Sirius at DADA, Remus and Sirius’ height difference, the FOXSTAR picture, Art by @nineloseteeth, We're going French,

Leave a comment telling me if you want to join the tag list

A/N: Most Poly!Marauders fics are oneshots, where the relationship between characters is already established, and they're all happy and pleased with it. No issues, no drama, but I WANTED the drama. Couldn't find it, so I set myself up to write the story behind the stablished relationship. I wanted to know how they started dating each other, the jealousy, the will they won't they, because getting into a poly relationship can't be an easy task, and I wanted to explore that story. If you're interested: Welcome to Gilded Constellations!

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 1 year

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Vivi needs to calm her man down! Seems Shdwkyz is beating up on Rust and Navarro for betting on this. Though, what do you think about it?

"Calm him down? Why would I-" she saw the anon show the question that her own eye twitched seeing that Rust and Navarro placed a bet on this. "Seriously? ¿En serio son tan tontos?"she hissed but sighed to glare at the anon.

"Trust me, I think Shdwkyz is doing the right thing. I don't get why they would bet on that." she mutters.

"Damn, I was hoping Melinda would kiss him first! I owe you $60 bucks Echo and you too Breezy." Jinx was taking out some money and pays her teammates.

"YES! Now i can get that new video game for Rust later!" Breezy giggled.

"I told ya it would happen! Took em' long enough!!" Echo said but Vivi felt her eye twitching to see this. As the three were happy talking, Before they got whacked on the head with Vivi's metal scythe or the stick part.

"OW!!" Jinx held her head.

"Hey what did I do!?" Breezy said whining.

"I HATE WHEN YOU DO THAT DAMN IT!" Echo shouted.

""¿¡Ustedes tres dejarán de jugar apuestas!?" she said in Spanish but her three teammates begins to run as Vivi chases them. Mouse saw this but shows a sweatdrop on the side of her head. She was not going to ask.

@demon-blood-youths

#IC #silver roses #ask answered #muses answered #curious peahen and peacock #jinx #the cursed black flamed vixen/flamed panther of the damned #echo #the cursed bomb vixen/cursed demonic bomber #vivi #the cursed viper of death vixen/the void grim reaper demon #breezy #the cursed hurricane vixen/deadly wind storms #mouse #the cursed hacker vixen/ the mysterious shapeshifter #anon #peahen mom: what the heck is happening?! XDD

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neptunes-sol-angel · 6 months

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"She's a mannnneatttterrrr...." . I posted this for Halloween and I only have time to make this short, but if you guys like this topic and would be interested in me remaking with more piles and more in depth at a later time, then let me know!

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Pile One

Your killer seduction reminds me of the Kumiho from the show Lovecraft Country. The Kumiho is based off of East Asian mythology and is depicted as a fox spirit that shape shifts into a physically attractive woman that feeds off of men that they've lured in. When people feel inexplicably drawn to you, they think it's by how you sweet you come across or how soft you may appear in both your looks and mannerisms, there's this idea of submissivenss that they might get from you that may seem like a treat, but it's really the trick that's pulling them in. They're attracted to what you aren't saying about yourself. Your allure comes from the things that make you mysterious or the unseen things like your aura. They want to see the things that you conceal, what secret kinks and fetishes that you may have or in general, the secrets that you may know about them and others. Your gaze is sexually attractive, you could have fox or feline features, your movement and how you dress could be described as very vixen like or maybe this is the other side of yourself that people are hoping to see. It's not just how you look at others, but it's also what you see in others that people find erogenous. You could be clairvoyant and are able keenly and thoroughly tell a lot about a person by what you can see, people are wooed by this validation that you give them, it gives them an ego boost that actually creates a reversed effect where it's not you that feeds on people, it's them that feeds on you.

Pile Two

Your killer seduction reminds me of the Black Swan. You entice others to embody the side of themselves that they have been repressing. You satiate a person's drive both in sexual and non-sexual situations by fulfilling their subconscious fantasies. This can be a good thing that promotes people to take more risks in order to get the most pleasure that they can out of life and to awaken their authentic selves and potential unapologetically but this can also take a bad turn if there's no moderation and the person loses their grip on self-control to fall victim to obsessions and addictions. So your seduction is definitely a treat, people just have to watch out for too much of it.

Pile Three

Your killer seduction reminds me of Harley Quinn. You are the ride or die and the epitome of what true intensity is when it comes to love and how you seduce others. Your suggestiveness is both a trick and a treat. In the treat aspect, it comes from how you unconditionally love others. However, your attention and affection tends to go to the wrong people that will take advantage of it which can lead to your demise. Your heartbreaks awaken the side of you where you use your seduction to trick others, by playfully charming them but keeping them at arm's length.

#divination #intuitive #psychic #pick a card #tarot #spirituality #pac #tarotblr #pick a pile #pick a picture #the tarot community #tarot community

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artzychic27 · 3 months

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I was bored a while back and made the MLB characters using the Black OC maker on Picrew

Marinette: Proud to be Blasian, still tense when she gets weird looks/Dyed her hair because she wanted to be Coraline for Halloween, now she just likes the color

Adrien: Black mom, white dad, identity crisis/Gabriel’s still a dick and wants Adrien to be a “Good Black.”/Usually always on the receiving end of light skin jokes

Alya: The same, just with bigger hair/The Queen of Hoop Earrings/One TikTok account for general stuff, the other just to post videos of her and her friends dancing and stepping

Nino: Undoing Gabriel’s influence on his bro and helping him embrace his blackness/You did NOT hear him listening to Robin Thicke/Starts every Shabooya Roll Call

Chloé: Bad and bougie/Identity crisis on a count of she was adopted as a baby to make her white parents look good/Will only let Marc and Juleka style her hair

Sabrina: Only knows English because she listens to Megan Thee Stallion religiously/Scarily good at break dancing

Juleka: So goth, she was born black/Favorite movies in order: Get Out, Candyman, The Blackening, Us, Karen, and Ma/A pro at doing hair

Rose: Will punt you if you make a “Not Black enough” comment/Not fond of how hospitals treat black patients. She’s had first-hand experience, and it wasn’t great/Excited for the Tiana series

Luka: Doesn’t say much, but when he does, it’s insightful as hell/He can’t see, but it adds to the mystery, so he keeps his hair like that/Imagine Johan from Black-ish

Nathaniel: Black Panther, Storm, Spider Man, Cyborg, Vixen, Bumble Bee, and Static Shock comics lining his shelves/The definition of Blerd/Surprisingly good at stepping

Alix: “Scar twins!” “But your scar is-“ “Shut up! Scar twins!”/Classroom solidarity by shielding her from others when her hijab slips off/She and Nath tag the city by putting stickers with images of historical women of color everywhere

Marc: He’s the one braiding his classmates’ hair/Hates how black people are written in most shows and movies/Scarily good at rapping. Do NOT try to challenge him to a rap battle, you will be humiliated

Kim: Always swimming, so he constantly has his hair braided or in twists/“Yes, I’m black and I can swim.”/Worships Beyoné in his spare time

Max: The same, but with vitiligo and a fancy tie/Not selling the patents for any of his inventions. He’s not risking any companies purposely leaving out that he’s the brilliant mind behind any of them

Lila: She will never lie about Oprah. That’s where she crosses the line/Competing for Alya's title as Queen of Hoop Earrings

Ivan: You know those videos where the white baby leans over to see what the black guy is watching on his phone and then holds his hand? He’s the black guy/Worried about looking too "threatening"

Myléne: Constantly promoting black-owned businesses on her socials/Most likely to lead a protest/HATES Rachel Dolezal… Actually, they all hate her

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vixensbrainrotts · 3 months

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Hello, Stranger - Shinichiro Sano

Content: Cheesy fluff

Tropes: fated ironical meeting

Warnings: none (?)

Summary: how the two of you met, once upon a closing-hour...

Vixen's two cents: I can't believe that it taken me so long to write a cheesy first meetings scene! anyway I love Shinichiro so have yet another fit about him whilst other characters rot in the background (I swear I wanna write for everyone). if you have any ideas (I kinda ran out rn) please send me an ask: REQUESTS ARE OPEN. yes, thats all and now enjoyyyy!!!!!

You had just recently bought out a shop, a quaint little thing that was akin to the one you would dream of when you were a little girl. It didn’t take long for you to become acquainted to the space over the holiday-period, which allowed you to get used to the space without the hassle of customers just yet. When however the first opening day comes and goes, you’re left tired and exhausted by the end of it. Business had been unexpectedly good, lots of people trickling in to visit the new coffee and cake shop.

You were just about done checking that every candle was extinguished, all the power was off but the coolers were still running, and that all the doors were locked when you stumble across a door you‘ve never seen before. It looks just like the rest of the installed doors, maybe a bit aged, but nothing out of the ordinary. The only issue was that you doesn’t remember this being part of the tour that you had been given when buying the shop.

A bit confused you go to get the big bundle of keys that you were given for „all the doors“ (whatever that meant now), and start fumbling with key by key to try and unlock that door. One after another key clinks unsuccessfully, but your hope to find out whats behind the mystery door stays strong.

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Shinichiro was just about done for today, having thrown the towel when he couldn’t distinguish a nut from a bolt anymore, his vision swimming slightly. He was standing over the counter, checking things and notes off of his schedule and to do list, and writing up a new one for tomorrow. He‘s trying to focus, trying to remember what that one stupid saddle leather color was called that he had to order and eventually replace, when his ears caught some rather startling noises- keys rattling.

It was coming from a side door he was told was unusable by the previous shop owners when they sold the place to him. Due to an unfortunate run-in with Mikey’s little idiot friends some years ago, Shinichiro is quick to close the schedule, assuming that it must be thieves or burglars. He crosses the shop towards the door, grabbing a spare wrench from a nearby work-bench as arms and stalks towards the door, anticipating the worst.

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You’re beyond frustrated at this point. What are the odds of choosing all the wrong keys in the way-too-big keychain consecutively? You glared down at the last possible key, hoping that just for the sake of your sanity this one would give way to what’s on the other side of that door. You don’t even care all that much anymore about what you’ll find, what’s important right now is that you can get the satisfaction of unlocking the mystery lock.

You take a deep breath and glance down at the key, pushing it into the lock and… it gives way. The key fits right in, and with a quick twist of your wrist you feel the lock click and open, and you feel yourself smile just a bit in victory.

Confident, you push open the door, but the smile upon your face drops fast when you hear a fierce yell, and duck instinctively when something comes flying your way. Your keychain goes flying out of your hands, skidding a few good meters across the floor and into the next, now open, room, right towards the stranger who attacked you with… a wrench?

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Shinichiro looks down towards the target with wide, furious eyes, nostrils flared, ready to fight tooth and nail for his shop when he looks down at the 'threat' and realises that... youre not.... you dont look like... wait… aren’t you?? you’re...?!

that cute cafe owner from next door!

Shinichiro's eyes soften as he looks down at you, frozen in time and place for a few seconds, his voice stuck in his throat as he tries to process the situation. Once he found his voice again, he started sputtering apologies.

"Oh my god im so sorry, damn I didn't realise that - you know! fuck are you hurt? you've got great reflexes!" he apologetically rambles as he looks across the floor, trying to find the keys he heard drop. He's stumbling over his words, not really making any sense at all, a bit too caught up in trying to find those goddamned keys! to realize that your shock has worn off by now.

You're still sitting squat on the floor from how you'd dodged and fallen, softly giggling to yourself, both at the absurdity of the situation as well as his still constant muttering. Once his eyes catch the target, right beside his foot, he's scrambling to pick the jingling bundle up.

He straighents himself again, a little too quick and Shinichiro's world spins before his eyes as a painful crack! sounds from his back, causing your giggle to turn into a full laugh. Finally, he notices that youre not cursing him out, or mad, or anything like that. Quite the opposite, he thinks as his gaze traces your smiling lips, ears tingling at your cherry laugh. The merry noise makes his own lips curl up, and for a moment he forgets what he's doing.

"You’re ok." your voice is still shaky with laughter as you wipe tiny tears from your eyes, but it snapped him out of his little daze. "Right, uh, no not really you could have gotten really hurt." he says incessantly, stepping closer to you to hand you back the keys.

You only shake your head and smile at him though, reaching out to take the keys from him. He obliges, holding them out to you and he's about to apologise again when he feels your hand brush his.

It's only a short little moment, just a small caress of your much softer hands against his, but it causes his cheeks to tinge with warmth, and he feels his stomach burst with tiny little electric tingles, and then all of a sudden everything is spinning again, and he thinks he might throw up again because he's staring again, damnit!

"I- uh..." he tries to start, but you take the words out of his mouth when you smile up at him. "You know you've gotta let the keys go for me to take 'em... right?"

This time, Shinichiro feels his whole head go uncomfortably warm, and his heart feels like it's pounding out of his chest. "Sorry." he manages to blurt out, letting go of the keys but keeping his hand outstretched. "Lemme help you up?"

You pocket the huge keyring before wordlessly agreeing to his bid, taking his hand and letting him pull you to a stand. Shinichiro's breath hitches when the scent of your perfume wash over him, and he feels his mouth move before he can think of what he's saying. "Erm.. sorry but, you felt that too, right?"

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokrev #tr content #tr headcanons #tokyo rev #tokyo manji revengers #tokrev shinichiro #shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x you #tokyo revengers shinichiro #shinichiro sano #tokyo revengers shinichiro sano #sano

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lovelyiida · 4 months

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EVERYMOVE ➤ YANDERE! EJIRO KIRISHIMA X GN! READER 🜚

SYNOPSIS: Once Kirishima is hit by an unknown love quirk, it seems that his love and obsessions finally come to light.

➜ WARNINGS: self-inflicted pain, implied gender-neutral reader, yandere themes, jealousy, possessive nature, force-feeding, groping

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➜ tag form

WORDS: 3.5K

Vixen.

"A newly renowned villain is on the rise, known for her sensual and alluring attacks on the defenseless public. She was recently spotted in a fierce battle against aspiring heroes from UA High School, where reports indicate that only one student fell victim to her infamous technique, 'Cupid.'

The side effects of this mysterious attack remain unknown and are currently under research--"

"The news is so damn nosy."

As you sit in the recovery room, time seems to crawl by, each second dragging on painfully. Glancing over at your friend, comrade, and classmate, Kirishima, who lies in repose, you find yourself lost in thought. Recovery Girl, wearing a soft smile, inquires, "How hard did she hit him with her quirk, L/n?"

Leaning back in your seat, you respond with silence. Your mind races as you attempt to recollect the events that brought you to this moment. Your head felt light and this loud ringing wouldn't leave the four corners of your skull. The tight, dry feeling in your throat persists, resting your head in your hands you slowly shake your head back and forth. Clearing your throat before speaking, "Um, I can't remember… everything happened so fast."

While the two of you were partnered up for patrol, the intercoms crackled to life, alerting you to a nearby villain—rated as a level 2 threat. You and Kirishima, accompanied by a few other students, rushed to confront the dangerous foe, ready to take her down.

"This should be a piece of cake" said the young hero. His bright toothy smile shined bright as he ran off to defeat the villainess. Following along suit, you thought the same thing.

Fight, round up, defeat, and eat.

However, the encounter proved more challenging than anticipated. Despite all of you being third years, the battle felt like a struggle at a first-year level. The only distinct memory is the two of you charging the villainess head-on, the world around you slowing to a surreal pace. It seemed like you had her cornered.

Yet, she paid no attention to your attacks, focusing solely on Kirishima. In a swift motion, a blur, and the next thing you knew, both of you were sprawled on the ground.

Rushed to Recovery Girl as quickly as possible (as a trip to the hospital was out of the question due to the invasive press), you woke up first, nursing only a couple of bruises and a minor concussion.

On the other hand, Kirishima was unreadable.

"All of his stats return normal—no signs of head trauma, internal bleeding, or bruising. Clean as a whistle," Recovery Girl mumbles to herself, scanning over her papers.

"But he's knocked out cold," you testify, a frown etched across your lips as you gaze at Kirishima's motionless form. "Then maybe he's just knocked out cold. Usually, when my powers are applied to a subject, they tend to lack energy afterward. Just let him rest, L/n."

With a sigh, you settle back into your seat, and an uncomfortable silence settles over the room. "But I would suggest keeping an eye on him once he wakes up."

"He was hit with a quirk that is unknown to our system. Even the smallest differences in his behavior must be reported to us at once. Do you understand?" she says sternly.

With a tired nod, you stand and offer Recovery Girl a thankful bow as she exits the room.

As a couple of hours passed, there were no signs of him waking up. Your eyes grew tired, drooping from the trance of watching the clear solution slowly drip-drop into the IV bag.

"Vixen."

You whispered to yourself. You had never heard of this Vixen until today's attack. How could the system be unaware of her as well? They always conducted extensive research on villains before releasing names to the press. The whole ordeal was thoroughly confusing.

"Why was she only targeting Kiri?"

Your eyebrows furrowed as you delved deeper into thought, or as deep as you could before sleep overtook your body.

Your consciousness pulled out fragments from the fight. You were frantic, your body exhausted, fighting with the smallest amount of strength. Racing ahead of Kirishima, you observed the villainess with vibrant bubblegum-pink hair and fiery magenta eyes. She watched Kirishima as if he were prey ready to be devoured.

"Well, aren't you a cutie?" she said, her voice dripping with lust.

With a strong, swift motion, she grabbed Kirishima by the throat. The red-head tried to fight back but grew weak within her grasp. You watched as her eyes glowed, and Kirishima grew limp. Fear overcame you as you charged towards Vixen.

"No!"

Reaching out towards the villainess, you watched as she didn't even meet your eyes before striking you. Crashing onto the ground with a harsh thud, you were knocked out on impact.

You bit your lips as you tried your hardest to put the pieces together, an attack like this was common to succumb to. But to be attacked by a quirk unknown to this system?

Extending the passage, here's a more detailed version:

Reaching out towards the villainess, you watched, bewildered, as she refused to meet your eyes before delivering a decisive strike. Crashing onto the ground with a harsh thud, you succumbed to unconsciousness on impact.

As you lay there, you bit your lips, struggling to piece together the fragments of the attack. Succumbing to such an assault wasn't uncommon, but being targeted by a quirk unknown to the system heightened the mystery.

"Y/n..."

Eyes drifting away from your deep trance, you redirected your attention to the redhead. His voice, dry and shallow, reached you. Observing his body shift under the uncomfortable comforters, you swiftly moved to his aid. Sliding a hand under his head, you gently sat him up. However, Kirishima grew weaker by the second, his weight faintly dropping onto you. You embraced him tightly.

"Hey, we're gonna get you back into shape in no time. Just rest," you assured Kirishima, breaking the contact as you softly pushed him away, laying him back down on the bed. As you began to tuck him under the sheets, you noticed Kirishima's dark amber eyes watching you intently. Turning to face him, he suddenly closed his eyes again.

Blinking, you sat back down in your seat and observed the redhead attempting to rest to the best of his abilities. Letting out a soft chuckle, you spoke.

"Always rushing to save the day... What am I gonna do with you?"

He's got your right, your left, your ups, and your downs…

"Y/n, please be more careful," Kirishima urged.

Ever since Kirishima woke back up, he has expressed to you how, in that moment, he felt obligated to take care of his comrade. He wanted to ensure that, before you were ever in harm's way, he'd be the first to go.

"When I woke up and saw you, it was so manly for you to be there for me." You couldn't help but laugh at Kirishima's words. However, this was the fifth time you had laughed at those same words. "I understand, Kiri, but it's okay; I can take care of myself." Softly jabbing his side, you walked up to the rest of the group.

"Today, we're gonna spar in teams…"

It wasn't a shock that you were paired up with Kirishima; you were obligated to look after him since the incident. Planting a fist bump with the redhead, the both of you looked ahead at the team in front of you.

Bakugo and Uraraka.

The both of them together formed a harsh duo. One would float any object towards the both of you, and the other would blast it as fast as possible in your direction. It was hard to defeat both of them when they were together. But you tried your hardest, or at least as much as Kirishima would let you.

Every time a punch was thrown at you, he'd block it. Any object thrown at you would suddenly end up hitting him. It felt as if the battle was only between the three of them.

Growing irritated at his actions, you suddenly waved your hand in the air, motioning for the spar to end. The three of them stopped. Two of their faces showed confusion, whilst one showed anger.

"Hey, stop cockblocking your bitch from my blasts!" said Bakugo.

Before you knew it, you watched as Kirishima quickened his steps. A frown was present on his lips, and his chest began to rise and fall harshly. If you looked even closer, a tinge of magenta ringed his eyes. Without warning, he grabbed the blonde by the collar, and Kirishima's frustration manifested in a series of forceful blows.

"Hey!"

You shrieked, rushing up to the duo. You and Uraraka exerted yourselves, attempting to forcefully separate both combatants. The rest of the class observed with growing concern, surprised to see these two, of all people, engaged in a physical altercation.

It took only Aizawa's intervention to finally break both of them apart. Bloodied noses and bruises adorned their faces. A scowl pressed onto Bakugo's face, and his fiery eyes remained locked onto Kirishima with intense animosity.

Taking charge, you grabbed Kirishima by the shoulder, forcefully spinning him around to assess the damages. Your brows furrowed as you examined his face, noticing a pronounced bruise on his cheek and a split lip. Shaking your head, you attempted to speak, but the redhead preemptively enveloped you in his own embrace.

"You're mine to protect; I wasn't gonna let him disrespect you like that," Kirishima huffed into the nape of your neck. Your mind raced at a million miles per second, overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation. The only thing you could do was absorb the warmth of his embrace.

You felt his comforting warmth envelop your body, the blood trickling from his split lip staining your outfit. Although you distantly heard Kirishima mumbling what seemed like indecipherable words into your ear, you struggled to make out the specifics.

"You're mine."

Un.

The classroom fell into a heavy silence after the events of that day.

Every interaction with either Kirishima or Bakugo felt like walking on thin ice covered in eggshells. Despite the regular schedule, an unspoken tension lingered. Sitting up front, you tried to focus on the ongoing lesson.

Tap, tap.

Glancing over, you looked at the redhead in confusion. Lowering his hand, he held out a folded piece of paper. Ensuring that no one was watching, you quietly accepted the note and placed it in your lap to read.

"Everything I did today was for you; I'd do anything to protect you."

Biting your lip, you continued reading.

"I can't let you out of my sight anymore; I have to protect you."

"You need to be mine. I need to take care of you."

"You're mine; I hope you understand."

A deep pang settled in your stomach as you looked up at Kirishima. The feeling intensified as your eyes met his. The magenta glow encircled his eyes, locking onto yours. The redhead glanced at you bashfully, cheeks dusted pink as he sank his head into his arm.

Crumpling up the note, you discreetly slid it into your bag. As time passed in class, an increasing discomfort settled in as you felt his burning gaze drill into your figure.

Kirishima started to softly call out your name or tap you to get your attention. Before you could respond, the abrupt sound of the bell drowned out any attempts at communication. The unresolved tension lingered, leaving you both in a suspended moment, caught between unspoken words and the noisy transition of students leaving the classroom.

Standing up, you grabbed your bag and headed for the lunchroom, feeling Kirishima's presence following you like a lost puppy. Despite his continued calls of your name, you frowned, clutching onto your bag for comfort.

Entering the lunchroom, you quietly got your lunch and headed to your designated table. Eyes followed both of you as you approached. Trying to sit in your seat, a heavy bookbag suddenly appeared in your spot. Looking up at the culprit, the blonde stared at you with a deep scowl.

"Please? It's just a seat." You watched as the blonde and his friends ignored your pleas. Taking a deep breath, you tried to reason with him, but a strong grip held onto your waist. "C'mon," Kirishima's voice mumbled in your ear.

You silently nodded as he pulled you by the waist, leading you two to the end of the table. Sitting down, you noticed how close he was, basically pressed against your side. You didn't know how to feel about his actions.

Kirishima grabbed hold of your waist once more, pushing you closer until you were completely pressed up against him. Looking up at him in surprise, you met those same magenta eyes and blushed cheeks.

"Here…"

Grabbing ahold of your spoon, he scooped up some food from your plate with a soft smirk. Raising it towards his lips, he gently blew on the food to cool it off before raising it over to you. You looked at him with a straight face as he watched you expectantly, waiting for you to take the food.

"Kiri, I appreciate that you're being so caring for me. And I agree that we should care and look out for each other, but…"

You watched as Kirishima's demeanor faltered at your words. "What d'ya mean?" he said, almost whimpering.

"I'm saying…seeing the way you're acting, I don't want people to get the wrong idea." You grew conscious as you looked around the room.

"What ideas?" he said.

"That we're together—"

You couldn't finish your sentence as the spoonful was forced into your mouth. Eyes blinking wide, you forcefully swallowed the food with a harsh nod. Breaking away from his grasp, you grabbed your things, rushed out of the lunchroom, and headed towards the dorms.

Duex.

"Let's go somewhere where it's just us two."

"I want to be with you all the time."

"I can't wait to have you to myself; I don't care what people think."

"We'll go somewhere so far, no one will know where you are. I'll finally make you mine."

"I wanna feel you, touch you, own you."

"You're mine."

You read every single note slipped under your door in terror. Each note felt as if it held another threat after the other. Sinking into your bed, you felt helpless. Everyone you knew was isolating you, and Aizawa wouldn't be back until the morning due to a late-night patrol.

A sense of impending doom overcame you as you tossed and turned in your bed. Feeling the minutes turning into hours, you sensed Kirishima's presence close to you. You knew he wasn't there, but you could feel him.

You could feel the way he yearned for you as his obsession grew stronger. As you closed your eyes, all you could see were his magenta glowing eyes hid desire, lust, and obsession. The fear mounted, trapping you in a nightmarish reality where Kirishima's fixation consumed your every thought.

Walking into class the next morning, the atmosphere felt heavy with tension, and you sensed Kirishima's eyes burning into you. You were on guard, anticipating some type of reaction to the unsettling stunts he pulled last night. Despite the discomfort, you willfully paid him no mind, determined to maintain your composure.

As you found your seat, you couldn't escape the palpable energy in the room. Your heart pounded out of your chest as you tried your hardest to focus on the lesson and get through the class without giving Kirishima any attention. It felt like a test of endurance, each passing moment an exercise in restraint.

The rustling of papers and the hushed whispers of your classmates became a backdrop to the internal struggle you faced. Kirishima's gaze lingered, a persistent force that seemed to pierce through any attempt to ignore it. Yet, you kept your eyes fixed on the front of the room, determined to deny him the satisfaction of a reaction.

The teacher's voice became a distant hum as you navigated the sea of emotions swirling within you. Frustration, fear, and confusion tangled in a tumultuous dance. You wondered how long this unnerving dynamic would persist, and if you could endure it without cracking under the pressure.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the class. You jolted from your seat and hurriedly gathered your belongings, attempting to slip away without acknowledging Kirishima's presence. However, as you made your way to the door, you felt a hand grab your wrist.

"Meet me at the stairway."

You could already tell this was Kirishima's voice. Swallowing down the lump in your throat, you silently complied, walking behind him. His hands were tightly balled in fists, seemingly fidgety, radiating an unusual excitement as the both of you neared closer and closer to the empty hallway.

Turning a corner, the both of you finally reached the stairwell. Kirishima turned around, his eyes still burning bright with obsession. "Y/n L/n, I need to tell you something," he said softly. Leaning your head upwards, you furrowed your brows in confusion.

"Yes?" you mumbled.

"Ever since the day we met, to the moment we became friends… I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you."

Pang. A deep feeling hit your chest.

This is a confession.

"And please, don't think of this as some stupid puppy crush. I mean this from the bottom of my heart. I knew that one day we were gonna be together, that one day I would make you mine, and you would make me yours. I just didn't know when."

"But then, we fought Vixen."

Your ears couldn't believe what they were hearing, your hands traveling up to your sides as you held yourself, finding comfort in the surreal nature of the moment.

"We spoke…" Kirishima said, facing his back towards you as he stepped forward. "She asked me if there is anyone on this earth that I am guaranteed to have, who would it be." Turning back around, you were met with a smile.

A sadistic, ecstatic, victorious smile.

"And I said you, of course."

"I knew fate must have brought us together because the moment I woke up, you were there for me, Y/n. Can't you see? We were made for each other!" He cheered pridefully, his words hanging in the air, a chilling realization settling in. The weight of his words lingered, casting a shadow over the newfound revelation of his unwavering obsession with you.

Your breath became staggered, and in a panic, you started backing away from the intense gaze of the redhead, making a desperate run for it. Your feet carried you instinctively toward where you knew you needed to go.

"Aizawa sensei!" you screamed out. Bursting into the classroom, he watched as tears brimmed in your eyes, cascading down onto your cheeks. You began to blabber away, rapidly recounting everything Kirishima had told you. Fear etched deeply into every word you uttered.

"I'll handle it."

Those were the only words he offered before ushering you away for the day. Distraught, you complied and obediently retreated to your dorm, where you patiently rotted away in solitude, haunted by the unsettling encounter with Kirishima. The weight of the day's events lingered, replaying in your mind like a haunting melody, leaving you in a state of unease and trepidation. The silence of the dorm room became a stifling backdrop to the turmoil within, as you grappled with the unsettling reality that Kirishima's obsession had taken a dark turn. Each passing moment seemed to stretch into an eternity, carrying the weight of Aizawa's words and the uncertainty of what the future held.

Knock Knock...

"Sensei—!" you yelped, breaking the oppressive, dark silence that heavily loomed over your room. Thrashing out of your bed, you sped over to the door. As you swung it open, fully expecting Aizawa, you were met with another person's gaze.

"Wrong answer, babe."

In an instant, you were grabbed tightly, a force over his shoulder. You shrieked as the redhead's strength became unrecognizable. Thrashing in his grasp, you tried your hardest to fight back until your face was met with a damp towelette.

You suddenly became very drowsy, unable to feel the sensations in your limbs. Your body became limp, and your eyelids grew heavy. You knew at this moment there was no turning back. The world around you blurred, the room spinning into a disorienting haze as the effects of whatever substance took hold. The shadows danced in the corners of your vision, and the sensation of falling overcame you. The room faded into darkness, and the last sound you heard was the echo of his unsettling words lingering in the air. As the last thing you pictured, were his eyes.

The eyes of lust, greed, desire...

and obsession.

Twoi.

Kinda stopped giving a fuck towards the end, my stomach started to hurt so I rushed the ending. Turns out it was just gas! The ending is up for adaptation. HERE JUST TAKE IT!

— lovelyiida ❤︎︎

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