#tw.stockholm syndrome

[miyaagis]

˖ 🕷️ ˖˙ 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 ｜ 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻

abo / kamo choso

wandering around without a pack, a family, often made him reconsider his place in the world—until he met you

+ word c. 1,060

+ warnings. omegaverse, alpha!choso and omega!reader, stalking, violence, kidnapping + captivity, stockholm syndrome, breeding, knotting, marking, belly bulging

it was a sunny day when he saw you, he would never forget it.

you must’ve been taking suppressants at the time since he could only notice your true smell once your paths crossed on the sidewalk. he found it odd how you seemed to be in a rush, sweat dripping down your hairline and the baby hairs sticking to your face. but as a skilled alpha, he immediately caught onto the hormones exuding from your warm body and the humidity in the air as you ran past him.

his instincts kicked in and he moved before realizing what he was doing, his strong grip on your elbow causing a shocked look to take over your face.

“e-excuse me,” he saw you gulp nervously and something in him began to wake up, “could you let go of me?”

perhaps it was the intensity of your gaze—the fright, looking like a scared little prey ready for him to devour—or maybe just your scent. it had been months since he had last encountered an omega and you just happened to be on your heat.

no wonder the suppressants weren’t working.

he knew you weren’t ready, so with pain tugging at his soul, he let you go. however, that didn’t stop him from following you for the next two weeks. memorizing each route you took, even your schedule, all in the span of a fortnight where he saw you in pain while you nested in a sea of clothes and cried yourself to sleep. it was clear that you were going through a rough heat, the tears that rolled down your cheeks and the heart-wrenching sobs making his own chest ache since he could do nothing but watch.

i'll be with you soon and make you feel better little one, he thought. his dark gaze set on your form while he looked through your window.

it was the night before he would make his presence known to you when he almost lost his mind. he couldn't sleep, your scent, touch, and voice already haunting him in his dreams. dreams filled with your whimpers, getting him hard as he pictured himself buried into your pussy with his knot keeping you together as he finally got to breed a beautiful and helpless omega.

with sweat dripping down his face and transpiring from his body, he fucked his fist and came thanks to those visions of you. he could almost feel the real thing, the warmth of your cunt wrapped tightly around his girth and your needy moans begging him to breed you while you raked your nails down his back.

the following day he showed up knowing you never locked your front door when you were home, and since it was your free day he could surely approach you without fearing being turned down. unfortunately, it all went downhill once you recognized him. choso didn't plan to force his way through your door, you were supposed to greet him with a smile—you knew him. why were you being so hostile? couldn't you see he wanted to help you alleviate the pain and loneliness you two shared? he thought that you would understand where he was coming from, but as soon as he heard you scream he realized how selfish you were being.

“ungrateful bitch,” he yanked you from your hair as he dragged you around the place, “can’t you see this is for your own good?!”

he continued his assault but soon got tired of your resistance. so after banging your head against the countertop, he carried your limp body over his shoulder and took you to your new home.

it took you around an hour to wake up, and when you finally did you were met with his face close to yours as he caressed your cheek and held you in his arms.

“that was very rude,” he started, murmuring the words against your neck as he began to plant small kisses along the side of it. his nose brushed against your glands and a shiver ran down his spine.

you might have fought back and screamed when he broke into your home, but right now you were a compliant little doll and let him do as he wished with you. hot tears welled up in your eyes and your lips trembled as the anguish consumed you, but when he tore your clothes away from you and covered you with his own body heat you didn't even lift a finger.

“i know it hurts, that’s why i had to intervene. you need help, don’t you?” his finger grazed your cheek, a crazed yet loving look in his eyes, “i will protect you. i’m your alpha and only i can make you feel better. got it?”

and he fulfilled his word.

in the beginning, it was painful. you could feel your insides ripping apart as he made his way into your tight pussy, cursing and biting your chest as he pounded relentlessly until he filled it with his cum. but when he began to give you his clothes —especially during your heats— his scent turned into one of comfort and soon you were itching to have him lying next to you.

“are you still in pain?” he asked and your only reply was curling up closer to him.

that day he fucked you until your poor cunt couldn’t take more of his cum.

the heats became more frequent, he wondered if it was because your body could tell that there was an alpha close or because of the several hours he spent fucking his cum into you. the outcome was the same nonetheless, your belly round and full while you babbled nonsense against his neck.

months passed and the pliant prey began to grow an appetite, he smiled when he felt you rub yourself against his thigh, your bare cunt sliding over his clothed dick as you pushed your breasts closer to his chest.

choso felt his heart throb once it dawned on him he was needed. his sweet little omega needed him to get through her cycles and he felt that sense of purpose he had lost months ago.

and you? you couldn’t fathom a day without him. he was all you could think of, you craved him and there was no one else you wanted to be with. your old life long forgotten.

#skyetober.21 #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #choso x reader smut #choso smut #kamo choso smut #jjk x reader smut #tw.kidnapping #tw.captivity #tw.stockholm syndrome #tw.knotting #tw.breeding #tw.stalking #choso.xo #jjk.xo

[sugawara-sweetheart]

yandere shoto todoroki | concept

❥warnings: soft-ish protective yandere, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, domestic abuse mentions

shoto considers both of you lucky he came across you that day by pure chance. it was just another usual day of patrolling, admiring the blue skies and scanning his eyes over the streets and then he noticed you. his heart dropped- it was heartbreaking seeing you cowering from the fists of your boyfriend in some dirty alley, tears streaming from your wide, fearful eyes and there was no mistaking the bruises littering the skin of your arms. there was nothing else to do about it- and shoto didn’t regret the sharp icicles flashing from his left hand, creating a thick barrier of ice to protect you.

but he couldn’t just leave you there- defenceless, broken, hurt, just like his mother had been. he could see her in you- the same pain in your eyes, the same hurt. he couldn’t protect his mother, but he could protect you.

you’re sweet to shoto when he leads you into his home, settling you on the couch with a cup of tea. you shake when you tell him everything from the start but you accept the tissue he gives you and you even relax when he tenderly holds out his arms for a hug. and as he holds you, letting you stain his costume with tears and not resisting his gentle strokes of your head, he realises he can’t ever let you go. you’re too beautiful, too sweet and too weak to ever be on the streets again where any vicious monster can hurt you. it’s not just villains he has to protect you from, it’s these evil men who prey on the women they’re supposed to care for. he can’t let you become like his mother.

shoto tries to explain this to you when he blocks the doorway.

“this is for your own good. i’ll look after you.” he tries to explain, holding back your protesting arms and tugging you away from the locked door. “you’ll be happy here.” he’s confused as to why you’re so depressed the first few days. it hurts to see you look at him with the same fearful eyes you’d gazed at your abuser with, but he’s not like him. he’s not like his father- he’ll care for you. so he’s patient, sitting beside you on the bed you’re chained to and holding a spoon to your mouth to feed you. he didn’t want to chain you but you just wouldn’t sit still. and the gag around your mouth when you’re not eating isn’t pretty either. he wants to talk to you, laugh with you, speak with you and learn about you but it’s so hard to when all you do is scream and cry, begging someone to help you. but why do you need help when shoto is here, already helping and protecting you?

he’s patient. he just wipes his face when you spit the food he tries to feed you back onto him, sighing and gazing at you with such soft tender eyes. “please eat, y/n. i wouldn’t like to see you weak.” he holds back his pained hisses when you scratch and bite him when he tries to bathe and clothe you, a sad pout settling on his face. even if you ignore him, turning your body away from him as much as possible, he’ll still sit by your side, watching you with hopeful eyes. “i hope you’ll be good soon, i don’t like seeing you like this.” he mutters, reaching out to stroke your bruised fingers hanging limp in the handcuffs. he always brushes away your tears as you cry, telling you you’re okay, you’re safe, he’s here for you. and every morning before he leaves for his day of being a pro-hero, he always kisses your forehead, a small smile on his face as he tells you he can’t wait to come home to you.

eventually you don’t know how or why but your anger starts to dissipate. you still feel nauseous every time shoto enters the room that’s become your prison. you’re sick of staring at the same four walls, of having the saliva-soaked cloth stuffed in your mouth and your hands bound to the headboard, but there’s something about his familiarity, his gentleness and tenderness that makes you feel softer. compassionate almost.

“a civilian bought me chocolates today.” shoto smiles. “do you have allergies?” his face brightens when you shake your head and you don’t scream when he pulls the gag down. you still hate him, your captor, the man you thought was your savior, but you let him feed you, you let him tell you about his day and when he asks you how you are, you reply properly. that you’re tired and you don’t like being chained up. he looks like he’s thinking when you beg him to let you go, that you won’t tell anybody anything.

“but i want to keep you safe, just like my mother needed.” he tells you sweetly, and you brush past that he’s almost patronising, like he’s talking to a child. “i love you and you’re safe here.” you don’t spit at him or try to bite when he presses a kiss to your forehead or when he reaches for the comb and starts to brush through your hair. “i’ll always look after you. you don’t need anything else as long as i’m here. you’ll be happy here with me.”

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[sugawara-sweetheart]

hi me again about the possible pt two for the yandere todoroki. i think that the reader would start to develop some serious stockholm syndrome for him and like want him to sleep next to her and such. just a thought :)

ah im sorry this is so late it got buried under all these other asks

warnings: yandere, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, some delusional thinking patterns 

i think so too! i think shoto would have this tenderness and sweetness that reader wouldn't see him so much as a threat anymore. maybe he’d open up to her because shoto loves to drop his trauma on everyone and she’ll start to see him less as the deranged, delusional kidnapper but the man underneath- hurt, unhealed and traumatised by violence. someone who grew up devoid of love, in a cold environment used as a tool. and maybe you recognise that, that your ex had treated you the same but shoto saved you from that! you’re both the same really, you’re both hurt victims and only you two can understand each other. 

so you start to sympathise. you feel sorry for him, he just wants to do good by the world, correct the evil that’s festering. that’s not so wrong? his intentions are pure at least.

your fear starts to fade. sure, there’s still times you’re besieged with rage, hating how he acts like everything is okay when he tries to feed you and comb your hair because the ropes tying you to the bed start to burn around your skin. but even after you lash out and spit at him ‘dont touch me.’ and you see the sadness, the hurt flash on his face, regret wrenches through you. why can’t you hurt him as much? why are you...submitting?

you even start to crave him. the days when he’s working are lonely and you find yourself staring at the clock in his room, willing the hands to tick faster, for the hours to run into minutes so you can hear those familiar footsteps down the hall and see his tired face as he walks into the room. sometimes when he’s sleeping at the end of the bed, curled up into a little ball and clutching the blanket, so close to you yet far enough to not disturb you, you start to wonder is it so bad if he were to be closer? sometimes you just wish you weren’t bound, that he could trust you already to not run- not because you want to be free but so that you could feel his smooth skin, maybe even the reddish burns around his eye, his silky white and red strands of hair. you can’t deny you feel disgusted at yourself- he’s a bad guy here, your kidnapper! someone who is keeping you locked up against your will! but good and evil doesn’t seem so different right now. 

it wasn’t a good day at work, you realise, when shoto comes home looking exhausted with his costume slightly torn and some scrapes along his face. he doesn’t say anything as he collapses beside you but he doesn’t have to, not when you’re ready to speak first. 

“you’re hurt.” shoto looks suprised- maybe because your eyes are tender with concern, because your voice is soft and soothing, because you actually look like you care. 

“it’s just a little. I'm okay.” his eyebrows raise a little as your hands struggle in the ropes. 

“let me help you.” 

he’s hesitant but he sits up, hands itching to untie the ropes. 

“you won’t run?” you could. it’d be easy to- the moment those ropes become loose you could run from the room. maybe even use your own quirk against him somehow. it wouldn’t be that hard surely. but you don’t. you just shake your head, letting shoto search your face for earnest and a deep exhale falls from you when he unties the ropes and your hands fall free. 

the door is there. 

but you don’t run. instead you wrap your weak arms around shoto, holding him close to you. he’s warm and smells clean like fresh soap and linen, and you inhale heavily. it feels weird, his body foreign in your hold as he relaxes in your hold, but it doesn’t feel bad. it’s almost comforting. 

“you’re not going to run? you won’t leave me, right?” 

the door is still unlocked. you’re strong enough to put up a fight. 

but you don’t. 

“no. i’m not going anywhere.”

#a part 2?? I hope you like this #<33 #darkconfectionery #yandere!shoto #yandere bnha #yandere shoto #yandere bnha imagines #yandere bnha x reader #yandere shoto x reader #yandere shoto imagines #shoto imagines #shoto x reader #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #tw.stockholm syndrome #tw.yandere #tw.kidnapping

[sugawara-sweetheart]

hi hi um all i can think of reading your yan!todoroki (the reader with her stockholm syndrome) is evermore from beauty and the beast and wow it hurts pls do more yan!todoroki nura :)

hi!! thank you for reading that concept, I'm glad you like it. I have a couple reqs for Yan Todoroki but if you’d like to see anything in particular, that Stockholm syndrome reader universe particularly, then please send an ask!!! <33

#sweetheart asks <3 #sweetheart: anon #darkconfectionery asks #tw.yandere #tw.stockholm syndrome

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