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✨My Dastardly Villain~✨
F!Hero Reader x M!Villain Yan OC
Part 1~
His Info: 💰✨
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!!!MINORS DNI!!!
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CW: F!Reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, general violence, reader drinks alcohol, reader’s alia’s is Solar (powers include teleportation, and fire control), dub con (both parties are tipsy), explicit language, reader has tits, unprotected sex- I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS ONE GAIS I LOVE KAI I HOPE U DO 2 🙈✨, P IN V, oral on ML, umm like slight bdsm if you squint i think… and i think that’s it!
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Song rec: Bop it up! by the marias
Anything in This Colour happened in the past:
An explosion inside the bank sends ripples of vibrations through the streets of New York City.
“He’s just so destructive! It’s so lame! and counterproductive,” You take a long hard swig of your drink.
He nods along with your complaints, enthusiastic as he listens.
The dive bar is full of greasy food, and even greasier patrons. it’s the perfect hole in the wall place to escape.
You’re conversing with a handsome man that’s wearing a black crop top and some grey washed jeans with silver chains decorating every inch of him. Though you have to admit your eyes are dying to see underneath all that.
You snap one of the villain, Sobek’s, obvious traps as you enter the bank.
“Oh my gods!” He responds, “What an absolute asshole! My own co worker is always getting in my way and trying to mess with my process!” He groans while rolling his eyes.
A orb of water whizzes past your head, you look up and find Sobek with a person hovering above the ground, only their lower half in the bubble so they don’t drown, but gods does it look uncomfy hanging there! “SOBEK!!” You roar! “Put that person down!”
“She’s always telling me what to do, like she knows what’s best!” He takes his turn with a swig of his fruity cocktail, but it makes him grimace.
You giggle at his obvious distaste for alcohol. “These idiots we work with really suck.” You say, trying to hold in any stray laughs.
“I’ll toast to that,” He holds up his glass, swaying a little as he does.
“Woah there sailor, someone’s a little tipsy” You reach up to take his glass and fall over onto him.
Catching himself, and you, on the edge of the bar, he says, “You sure you’re not?” and laughs, it’s such a beautiful and honest laugh, all the sounds of the drink machines rumbling and patrons’ boisterous voices fade as only his laughter filters through your ears.
You’re hyper focused on just him now, noticing how soft his hand is on your arm. You admire the way his big veins bulge under his dark skin as they run over the flexed muscles of his forearm.
He looks like a swimmer with some resistance training. you had been admiring his exposed belly for a while… And now you’re touching every ridge of taught muscle, you can’t help but glide your hand down the washboard, you tug on his silver chain that lays lazily over his hips.
You feel hot, and forget to breathe while still leaning over top of him. You hear him sigh out practically in your ear! You didn’t realize just how close you two actually are!
“Ah, um… Sorry, I-I guess I must be pretty tipsy…”You push yourself up, using his thigh… every part of him is so solid, like bricks of gold beneath your weight.
You’re both well over your limits, it would be a bad idea.
His dark brown eyes enrapture you, so full of lust and life, and vigor. He wants you too.
It’s such a bad idea…
“I-I should go,” as you pull away from him, his hand remains loosely floating in the air, lingering where it held you. He doesn’t move to chase you.
You stumble home feeling like you’re floating. You keep thinking about his eyes, how deep and warm they were…
No! stop thinking about him! You missed your chance, don’t go fantasizing now! At least not when you’re outside your nice comfy bed.
Once in your apartment you hurry, stripping as you cross the living room. You slip on some night clothes and go to brush your teeth when you start thinking about him again…
*Pop* you’re teleported from your bathroom to somewhere else, randomly, again!
Shit! This keeps happening! You have the power to teleport, sure… But you can’t control it!
And now you’re even more dizzy as the world spins from the drinks earlier.
As you calm down from your instantaneous, and unexpected jump in space, and grab your head, you start to look around the room…
You’re in a stranger’s bathroom! and the guy from earlier is now right in front of you!
He’s in a loosely held towel, hung low around his hips.He’s still wearing that little waist chain and your eyes linger. That perfect V just in your peripherals but you’re frozen to the spot, staring right at the center of his hips.
“um… Welcome to my place…?” In utter confusion, he stretches up and messes with his hair.
Oh gods… When he lifts his arm over his head, his muscles all over his body just—
You’re still just standing there, staring!
“S-sorry! I don’t know how this keeps happening!” You finally thaw and cover your face while spinning to give him privacy.
“You keep teleporting into people’s bathrooms when theyre naked!?”
“N-No!! i’m not— I’m not some pervert!! I just… Can’t control when or where I teleport—s-sometimes…”
He laughs, “Huh, sure.” He’s not convinced, but he’s not upset by the development, “well… Now that you’re back, wanna… Pick up where we left off?” He tries to sound cool, but he’d be lying if he wasn’t just scared shitless when a random person teleported to his sacred space without any warning.
However, he’d also be lying if he said he was anything but excited with who it turned out to be.
“And…” You look over your shoulder at him through your lashes, “Where did we leave off?”
There is fluttering in your stomach, maybe it’s the alcohol but… Nope. It’s really not. He’s just magnetic.
“you had your hands all over me,” he says with a shit eating grin.
Your skin alights, it’s burning hot and not because of your fire powers. You feel this heat.
“You also had more clothes on…” You say coyly.
“Just get over here,” he commands, which you follow promptly.
“Can I?” You ask a little shyly, hovering your fingers just over the promise lands of his body.
“Be my guest,” He smiles down at you, bringing his arm down so he can caress your cheek. His skin smells so sweet, like almonds.
You put your hand on his chest before sliding it down, swallowing hard as it gets lower and lower… Over that waist chain, and tugging on it, when it’s at its limit it flies back up and tickles him. his belly flexes inward a little under your still roaming hand.
Your eyes follow, wide and filled with wonder at his prospects. He hesitates before letting the towel fall to the floor.
Youre still looking him over when you realize youre still somewhat covered.
You start to strip, dragging it out just a little as you do.
First slipping off the shorts under your big top, holding them up and dropping them next to the discarded towel. Keeping eye contact with your mouth slightly agape, ready and wanting.
You pick up the edges of your top and roll it up a little before you pull it up over your head.
Once undressed you step closer, and reach up around his neck, you feel his hot and hard dick rub against your belly and whine because it’s not already in you.
You jump up and wrap your legs around his waist, he catches you without a problem, and feeling that thing under you is like being on a -very hot- cloud.
You’re both smiling like dorks, and colliding lips and smashing teeth alike, you can’t get enough of eachother and you haven’t even felt eachother yet.
He pushes you up against a wall first, tongue roaming your panting and open mouth, feeling every one of your ticklish little spots. Your soft sounds come out a higher pitch as he continues to torment you.
His massive hands are on your ass, digging in and spreading your cheeks, wishing that they could explore your body further still, but loving the squish of every kneed while they stay.
He groans ravenously in your ear, as he pulls you off the wall and sits you on the counter instead. His head moves down your front and drapes a leg over his shoulder. He’s peppering little kisses and nips all the way down. You’re breathing is becoming ragged, and he’s mesmerized by the way your tits move as your lungs fill up and empty.
“You’re so hot,” He spreads your lips with his thumb and presses his molten tip to your opening.
“Oh my gods!” You whine excitedly!
When he pushes into you he does so slowly and backs out every centimeter or so to push back in further, oh the effect is maddening! “Y-you Liar,” You moan.
“pfff what!?” He bottoms out while scoffing.
“About being shy!” You say before he pulls out to pound into you once and thrashes your whole body, sending a shockwave through you. You grab onto his shoulders fast! “OoooOh!” You whimper.
“C’mon, you’re not gonna finish on me already are you?” He smiles something fierce, that has you clenching, “If i see a ring before i say, you’re getting punished.”
“N-no! i didn’t agree to that!” You complain, before he smacks your clit, making you jump and whine harder. You think you just came, you’re squeezing and fluttering inside but the build up didn’t stop! and, oh shit…
“I didn’t say you could yet,” He tsks, and picks your other leg up putting that one over his other shoulder.
You feel so stretched, and he can reach so much deeper~ “Ah~!” gasps and moans leave you lips in a melody that he wants to put on repeat.
Knocking on the door startles you, but he keeps pounding into you, “Kai Mallory! You better not be doing what it sounds like you’re doing in OUR bathroom!”
“Shit.” He pulls out after a minute of hard debating.
“Who’s that?” You whisper.
“My mom…” He groans and wipes off his face.
He helps you down off the counter. and you both get cleaned up and decent before opening the bathroom door, heads down in shame.
“Sorry mom”
“I did not raise you like this!” She pinches his ear to bring him down to her level. “You’re lucky your sister isn’t home!”
You try to hold in any giggles, but it’s kinda cute funny seeing such a big tough guy let his mom do whatever.
She relents and walks away, before turning back and holding up two fingers to her eyes, and pointing them at you both in a “i’m watching you” motion.
“Sorry about that,”
“It’s all good! I didn’t know you lived at home!” or his name! “Kai.” You sigh it out.
“Come with me, I at least have my own room” He laughs a little embarrassedly.
His palm is warm in your own, you let him lead you down the hall.
His room is nice and clean! and he has a bed frame!!! score!
He lays down and pats the bed next to him.
“I can help you with your teleportation problem,” He’s laying with his eyes closed and his arms behind his head. “If you want…”
“Really!? You’re super?” You climb onto the bed but stay near his waist.
“N-no! definitely not!” he bolts back up.
“Kai…?” Your body is still so hot, and he didn’t get to finish…
“Yeah?”
“C-can I help you finish?” You ask, your hands timidly pawing at his shorts.
“um, yes. is that even a question? hah!”
You pull his short band down and his dick flings out already hard, it looks so painful… His slit pulses as his cock twitches, and leaks some pre.
“So big…” You put your tongue to his wet tip, it still tastes like you. You groan against it, and his hips roll just barely.
His stomach sinks in as he breathes and becomes more excited.
You wanted to play with him a little more but you both just want to cum, you start to play with yourself as you take him into your throat.
You relax it as best as you can but your still gagging around his length.
“You okay?” He asks sweetly.
You hold up a thumbs up “mmhmm~” and bob your head on his dick. As you pull back your head tilts up putting more pressure underneath his cock and as you go back down your head tilts down to give it that pleasurable pause all while his head and glands get sucked and taken so deeply.
You’re massaging him with your tongue and tasting him, and you’re both so excited.
Your fingers spin on your clit and as you cum for the second time that night, so does he.
“mmf!!!” Your throat is filled with a tsunami of cum, you swallow and swallow but there’s still more! some seeps out of your lips around him, you try to lick it up, but he’s already seen. He grabs your jaw in his palm, your mouth still around his dick.
“You let some out…” he wipes your chin with his thumb.
As you stare up into his eyes, you swallow again and realize he’s still hard.
“What’s your name?” he asks, with a dorky smile on his face, and his cock still down your throat.
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yoru-no-seiiki · 10 months
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VILLAIN! READER WITH A YAN! MASOCHISTIC! PROTAGONIST
tw/cw: DDNE, mentions of abuse, actual abuse (by reader), implied parental neglect. protagonist’s gender is whatever you want it to be. gn pronouns.
[ second part ]
MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU.
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You wholeheartedly believed that you’d rule the world one day. The oracles deemed it so, and the rest followed. The only problem being is that you’d rule with an iron fist, causing the death of millions under your tyrannical reign. Many opposed your position as heir to the throne.
In comes the protagonist, your adopted sibling who is also destined for great things. The difference being is that they’ll gain it through defeating you.
Everyday is a murderfest with you trying to kill the kid but because of plot armor they’re resistant to any and all sorts of spells, weapons and even people you’ve hired.
Yan! Protagonist who had been abused their entire life saw this as just an act of love. Even moreso since you were so determined to hurt them everyday. It must mean you adored them does it not? They don’t understand why they’re not able to die or properly get hurt by you though, so at times they’ll even try to get in your way to make it easier.
But this just ends up with you hating them further and further.
As the two of you grow up, tactics start to become even more underhanded and deadly. You had lost all sense of empathy and kindness at this point. You had also halted trying to hide your attempts as your sibling clearly knew of it anyways.
But with your duties increasing as well, you are unable to execute much of your assassination attempts much less see your sibling directly. It came to the point of dull poisoning plots of which Yan! Protagonist had literally gained an immunity to with how frequent it was.
Yan! Protagonist never wanted to become ruler. A kingdom was far too much to manage and think about. All they wanted was to relax and be with you.
But with you being all busy and ignoring them. . . they simply can not stand idle and let this be!
And so they throw themselves into their studies. Those that doubted the Protagonist are now in awe of the way they picked up things in addition to their overflowing determination. They must really want to take you down.
Unbeknownst to them, they were simply doing this so you’d go back to giving them your attention.
Years after you’d officially taken the throne, they barged into castle. Thousands of troops behind them as they declared,
“Exalted sibling, I’ve come to take the burden of the throne from your hands!” The protagonist stood before you in all their glory. Magnificent as the scriptures had foretold. Absolutely befitting for the next in line for the throne. Blessed with a face sculpted by the gods.
You wanted nothing more rip it from their skull and watch the blood rain down on their regal clothing.
“You’ll have to take it from my cold, dead body.”
The protagonist froze in their tracks. Your words and pure confusion taking a while to settle in.
Wait, what?
. . . to be continued
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Anyways that’s just a smol part from one of my webtoon ideas i’ve been writing haha. It probably won’t be expanded on until I officially published that one and it’s like further down the list of webtoon order so oop-
©️ yoru.no.seiiki - yun | 2023
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yandere-writer-momo · 16 hours
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Yandere Head Canons:
Your Only Option
Yandere Otome Game Character x GN Reader
TW: psychological horror, trapped forever in a time loop, yandere behavior, mind break, and manipulation
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It was always spring when your world would reset once more. When the flowers were in full bloom and the scent of spring was heavy enough to make your head spin. You were in this digital world you had somehow ended trapped in, forever forced to repeat the story premise until you inevitably had to start over once more… yet you always ended up with only one of the capture targets. The villainous crown prince, Edwin Fritz.
Edwin was your favorite character in this game prior to you ending trapped in it. He was the hardest character to romance but the creator had stated in a forum that he was a yandere. The kind of character you were a sucker for each time! With his silver hair and crimson red eyes, you always melted into a puddle when he’d appear on your screen… yet it was much different in real life… Edwin was terrifying.
You spent over a hundred hours playing the game to romance him because you adored his twisted love routes, but it was so different now that you were in the game… especially since he’d always greet you at each starting point.
Both of you retained your memories of the countless previous games and he’d always greet you with an extravagant gift of some sort… must be the perk of being the villainous crown prince.
You gulped when Edwin made his way over to you, his crimson gaze didn’t leave your shivering form once. His large form easily towered over you as he held a giant bouquet of ruby roses in his arms. A ghost of a smile on his gorgeous face.
“Hello, darling.” Edwin handed you the roses before his hand brushed a loose strand of hair from your face. “You tried to talk to Count Jesse in the last game play through… do you enjoy making me jealous?“
You trembled like a leaf but gave Edwin a bright, reassuring smile. You needed to reassure him before he went ballistic in a fit of rage… and you didn’t want to see other characters die again. “Of course not, Edwin. I only love you after all.”
Edwin pulled you into a hug, the roses in your arms shedded a few petals from the embrace. You gulped when you felt his breath shudder. “You do, don’t you? That’s why you’re the only one who didn’t give up one me…”
Edwin sighed dreamily when you relaxed in his hold. “I don’t know why you keep associating with such lowly characters when you have me. I can offer you such a wonderful life of luxury. You’ll never die or age. We can truly be together just like you’ve always wanted before I brought you here! You said you hated your life prior to me.”
Edwin pressed his lips against yours in a hungry kiss. He didn’t care about the gazes from the other nobles at this small party. You were his in this life and his again in the next loop. Forever and ever and ever and ever. No one would be able to take you from him. He would keep repeating this loop until you swore you’d be his spouse!
“So what do you say? Will you be my spouse for all of eternity or do you want to keep playing this game?” Edwin gave you a smile that made a chill run down your spine. “I don’t mind repeating time another four hundred times until you finally relent.”
Edwin moved to cup your cheeks between his hands so his eyes could look into yours. You felt as if you could drown in the sea of obsession that lies behind those ruby red eyes. “I’m your only option, after all.”
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hana-no-seiiki · 27 days
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LOSER, BETA HERO YANDERE TO READER: I can fix you.
CHAD, ALPHA SUPPORTIVE RIZZLER VILLAIN YANDERE: You’re perfect just the way you are 💞 (Break me please)
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shigamochii · 3 months
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I wanted to go ahead and rewrite or add in some new HC's to my blog. I'm sorry for deleting my old ones.. I don't really think they were good enough, if I'm being 100% honest.
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🧤Tomura Bathing HC's:
[ f!reader mentioned here. SFW ]
Tomura Shigaraki does in fact bathe. I do not see him as a "gross" or "smelly" man, this guy bathes regularly and my proof is his gorgeous fluffy hair. A person that doesn't bathe has greasy and unkempt hair, Tomu's hair looks so soft and fluffy.
When it comes to bathing, I like to think Tomura only bathes in lukewarm water due to his skin condition. It most likely relieves alot of pain for him and overall feels quite nice. 🫶🏻
If Tomura has a gf, he would most likely want his s/o to join him in bathing with him. He loves when you join him in the bath tub or even in the shower, he adores being close with you.
This man does enjoy participating in some naughty activities with you in the tub/shower however most of the time, he just wants to relax with you. 🖤
When Tomu's gf (s/o) bathes with him, he really appreciates if you wash his back and perhaps gently scrub his scalp with his scented shampoo. I imagine he start's drooling when his gf rubs his scalp or plays with his hair. It's cute.
I do like to think Tomura is very and I mean very awkward when it comes to showing his affectionate side. He isn't very good at it, be patient with him. He's still learning and he's happy to be by your side learning.
Following with that, in return Tomu will insist he wash your back and help wash your hair, if you're really good he'll even help rinsing it, getting all of the soap out of your hair. What a gentlemen~
I do like to think Tomura will try his best to help dry you off but he gets nervous about dusting his towel that you two are sharing.
After the two of you are done bathing, Tomura wants to unwind with you and cuddle, perhaps watch something on his TV in his small bed or even play a game together.
. . .
I'm not good when it comes to writing.. 🦇
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unyandere · 3 months
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Yandere villain x snarky civilian reader who doesn’t mind dying -pt.1
Tw: yanderish behaviour, swearing, mention of suicide, insults that come from the Gen Z and Gen α, reader doesn’t have a self-preservation sense, reader as so much sass that they could be called Sassophones, stupid jokes, please don’t answer like this to any criminal, childish behaviour (not in the pedophilia meaning, in the “saying stupid shit when you don’t have an answer” meaning), my English is quite bad (sorry)
Part 2
Yandere villain was fighting against the hero when he saw you, bleeding on the ground while unconscious, after he used his powers against a skyscraper… And he found that you were the most good-looking person he’s ever seen in his whole life, not even the greatest diamond would compare to your beauty or your worth… He had to take you with him…
Yandere Villain escapes the fight with the hero and takes you away to use you as an hostage so that the hero doesn’t follow him to his base
When you get to his base he calls his underlings and cures you, bandaging your wounds and caressing you.
He puts you on a sofa, handcuffed with toy handcuffs to make sure you don’t punch him when you wake up and awaits for you to awake.
You open your eyes, look around and see the villain that terrorised the city and (indirectly) killed both of your parents and you just give up, because unless the hero is able to localise you, you are not gonna come out of here alive.
“You’re awake” you hear him say.
“Nope” you answer, even if you are going to die, you won’t go down without annoying the hell out of him.
“Yes you are” he says caressing your cheek
“Nuh-huh” you answer, closing you eyes.
“Stop lying sweety or I’m gonna kill you” he threatens
“Do it, prissy boy” you sassily say.
“What?~ Honey, you’re not gonna a like it if I kill you” he says trying to be threatening
“Yes I will”
“No, sweetheart, you won’t”
“And how do you know that?” You ask with a smirk of superiority.
“Because no one likes to die, you little omelette!” He exclaims.
“Well I do!” You yell.
“Lower that voice, please” he orders.
“Nope, LALALLALALALALLALALLALA” you shout even louder.
“Fuck you, sweetheart” he exclaims with a passive-aggressive smile.
“Stop calling me sweetheart!” You shout.
“Oh? Is this annoying to you, sweetheart?” He asks with a smile.
“Fuck you! You no rizz, skill issue guy with a parentless behaviour” you answer giving him a middle finger.
“Oh no, sweetheart, I’m sooooooo offended” he says sarcastically.
“Offended like your mother when she saw your ugly face after you were born?” You ask with even more sarcasm in your voice.
“Sweetheart, if I were you I wouldn’t insult like this someone that can kill me so easily, you might not like the consequences~” he answers with a sugary voice, smiling with his eyes closed.
“And didn’t I tell you that I don’t mind dying, you motherfucker?” You answer smiling back.
“There are other things I can do other than killing you, you know?” He says looking at you with some eyes that look like the ones of a lion that has just seen an injured prey.
“And what if I don’t care about that either?” You answer mustering up all your courage to not look frightened.
He put an hand on your neck and pulls you closer.
“Well, sweety, that’s better for me~” he whispers in you ear.
You back away and manage to kick him while handcuffed.
“Eeeeeeeeeewwww, that phrase was sooo cringe” you say to mask the fear that had overcome you in that moment “Never even try to talk to me ever again!!!”
“What swe-“ he starts
“Shut up” you say to interrupt him.
“Oh sweethe-“ he starts again.
“Shush”
“But I-“
“Nope. Not listening. LALALSLLALALALALALALALALLALALALLALALALALALALALLALALALALLALALALALALALALALALALALALALAL”
“You shu-“
“LALLALALALLALALALLALLALA, CAN’T HEAR YOU! LALALSLALLALAALALLALLALALAL”
and you two continued like that for three days straight without any pause.
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funnyexel · 1 month
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Short Stories
A little cuddle session (Gender/Sexuality Friendly)
Potential Yandere x Abused Fem!Reader
Quiet Tsundere x Reader
Yandere Villian x Identified Female Reader 
I’ve Missed You Beloved (Jack Sparrow x Gender Neutral Reader)
Newt Scamander x Black Female Reader (Oneshot)
Afraid of My Words (Request : Billy Loomis x Black Female Reader)
Give Yourself To Me (August Walker x Black Female Reader)
Second Chance (Gally x Black Female Reader)
Lets Play a Game (Albert Shaw x Black Female Reader)
A Routine (Brahms x Black Female Reader)
Yandere Blurbs
he's obsessed (yandere blurb)
loves you. hates them. (yandere blurb)
a thrill ride of obsession (yandere blurb)
its the stalker (yandere blurb)
missing items (yandere blurb)
what if your stalker loses the remaining piece of human decency he has left (yandere blurb)
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POV: "Who did this to you?" Trope.
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Villain laughed as they heard the door of their secret base open. Villain had taken Hero's sidekick hostage, resulting in Hero going on a hunt for them.
"Well well well... Finally decided to show up, ha-" Villian cut themself off as they noticed blood on the Hero. "Is it yours?"
Villain quickly walked approached Hero, concern etched on their face.
"Of course it's mine. I don't kill, Villain." Hero coughed as they spoke. "I couldn't stop them... I'm sorry." Hero started coughing a bit of blood into their hand, losing their balance.
"Hero!" Villain screamed, disregarding the tied up sidekick and his own henchman watching from the corner. Villain caught Hero before they hit the ground, holding them tightly.
"Who did this to you...?" Villain asked, their question worded like a statement.
"Supervillain... Your rival." Hero coughed again.
"How dare th- nevermind that. Sidekick, get the healer!" Villain said to his henchman.
Safe to say, Hero didn't have to worry about Supervillain anymore...
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yanderambling · 1 year
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BRO just binged all ur stuff and i’m obsessed and i saw you take requests,,, so get this: hero from the yandere henchmen story is also yandere for villain reader O.O doesn’t have to be the same reader if u don’t want i just think it would be fun lolol
ahhh i'm so glad to hear that, and this is such a good idea!! this one's a bit short because i'm low on writing inspo and also energy :( but you can always request again if you'd like more ~
concept: Hero!Yandere(gn) x Villain!Reader(gn)
words: ~700
CW: 18+, yandere behavior, violence, masochism, very suggestive, short and not well proofed :)
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Emyr is certain that their feelings for you are completely casual and appropriate.
Of course they get worked up over you, you're their nemesis!
It's normal for a hero to have a nemesis, to focus on one villain above all the others (even in the event that the villain has been radio silent for over a week while countless others wreak havoc on the city, even if they have to ignore all their friends constantly signaling them for backup against said villains; you're planning something, they know it, and it's their responsibility to be ready to stop you!)
And it's normal for a hero to get violently upset when they discover another hero had an encounter with that nemesis.
Just like it's completely normal for a hero to accidentally leave their friend totally vulnerable in deadly combat just days after that discovery.
They're dedicated to taking down a particularly dangerous evildoer, and people make mistakes in the heat of battles; this is all normal.
They don't think it's wrong to get so excited when their call signal goes off (one they had made specifically for calls about you), they're just passionate about stopping evil!
They don't think it's wrong to feel a shiver of anticipation tingle up their spine on the occasions you get the upper hand in battle (it's a stressful situation!), and they chalk it up to temporary shock when they find themself frozen, helpless to stop your weapons (or, god, hands) from tearing into them.
They don't think it's wrong to feel their heart race at the very thought of you, to hear the blood pounding in their ears every time they picture your manic smile or your sweaty, feral form- of course memories of their enemy will spike their adrenaline!
They don't think it's wrong to collect the odd weapons you sometimes forget after fights, to hold them tight in their hands and feel the residual warmth of your skin, to imagine how you might use each one on them, (to use them on themself and picture your disgust at the pleasure they derive from it...).
It's just important to know your enemy, is all.
It's not strange that they spend most nights skulking around your lair, using their super-vision to watch you go about your business through the thick walls, using their enhanced hearing to pick up every shift of your skin against your clothing (god how do you look even more ethereal in your casual clothes?); it's just routine surveillance!
And it's not strange that they set up multiple cameras (hidden with great effort) to catch glimpses inside when they can't be there.
(And it's not strange that they collect all their footage at the end of each day and splice together every shot where you're even slightly indecent, that they watch these perverted montages to get themself off every night, that they constantly have to wipe drool and spunk off their monitor just to catch another glimpse of your sinful body.)
It's not wrong that you occupy their thoughts every second of the day, waking or otherwise.
It's not wrong that they fall asleep every night to the memory of your vicious smirk looming over them in the wake of a rare defeat- in fact, it's motivating to recall past failure, to figure out where they went awry so they never fall into that position again (with your strong legs straddling their body, every muscle tensed against them, your wild eyes locking their gaze to yours as you both pant with exertion, a blade pressed to their throat just enough for them to feel beads of blood trickle down their neck- the only thing saving them from the pressure on their throat and crotch alike being a vigilante group arriving and causing you to make a "strategic retreat").
It's also not wrong that they keep fiddling with the wounds you've given them, pulling and scratching and reopening them again and again until they scar, because they do it for the reminder.
So they can stop it from happening again.
Definitely not so they can pretend it's your fingers digging into their skin, that your sharp eyes are watching in disdain as they moan at the stinging pain, that your cruel smile is hanging over them mockingly while they get worked up over so very little, that you've finally gotten the better of them for good and intend to use them mercilessly for your own desires...
Definitely not that.
...
So, basically, in conclusion: Emyr is completely normal about you.
And will forever continue to be.
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crack-art-n-stuff · 8 months
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Little Lap Dog
"Heros can't save everyone. Villains are proof of that."
You couldn't recall where you first heard that. Nevertheless, it was something that stuck with you. You could call yourself a decent example you supposed. You never begged for a perfect life. All you wanted was to be loved. Something you failed to receive from your family unconditionally. Their love was purely transactional. Bring home accomplishments, you'd receive praise and attention. Bring home anything less, receive cold indifference.
It was fairly similar with your friends. Only there for the good times. People don't love without benefits. Sad, but a reality you came to accept. Sweet words and heartfelt eyes were something you vied for, yet never trusted.
It came to a point where you thought, "If I don't get love or care from anyone, isn't it only right I don't give it to anyone in return?"
This could be called the trigger for the following events.
It didn't take you long to gain notoriety in the dark and grimy world of villainy. Your ruthless actions, coldhearted temperament, but also your charisma. A sweet smile here, honeyed words there. Adaptable and observant, you always seemed to know what to say and to whom.
For someone as young as you, still only in your early 20s, you looked at the world with such callousness. That being said, you knew when and where to acknowledge others. Take your three most loyal henchmen, for example. You treated them fairly, paid them well, and usually treated them fairly humanely.
More than a few lower-level grunts have questioned you about this. You always replied the same. With a lovely smile and cold eyes, you'd say, "Want to be treated the same? Prove you're worthy of such treatment."
That usually kept them quiet and busy, but their sudden increase in injuries also might have contributed.
"You shouldn't worry about it too much, Boss." Amor smiled, cuddling closer to your thighs. "That just proves they aren't good enough."
From his kneels spot on the ground, he nuzzled his cherry-dusted cheek on your leg.
"Want me to get rid of them? You don't need someone so useless. You deserve better."
You gently began to stroke Amor's hair. You didn't want to mess it up after all that time he put into it, but he did speak well. So, you rightfully rewarded him.
He gave you a closed eye smile, in such a peaceful and proud manner. He was always like that.
Your adorable little lap dog, Amor. He always knew when to come running to improve your mood. He was a little stray you picked up on a whim, but he turned out well. Other than his powers, a strength of his was his flowery perfumed words. Though, they were still nothing but words, to you. Whenever he presented you with a bouquet of flowery poetry, you'd hold it in your hands but never accept it. It'd reach your ears, but never your heart.
And it seemed like he knew that.
That had yet to stop him from giving those lovesick eyes. That wide unconscious grin. Those gentle fingers that'd reach out for you.
It was as if knowing you had no love to give, he'd give enough for both of you and then some.
And, over time, it became clear that he wasn't the only one.
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I need a 'tries really hard to be evil' scientist reader who works for a bunch of villains who know with their entire hearts that the scientist they hired is a total idiot but they love them so much they can't bring themselves to fire them, you can always catch them saying to each other " for someone who has a doctor title, they are quite an idiot" as they exchange videos of the reader being happy and jumping around bc they finally got their murder robot to work
(Couldn't really go with the whole "idiot" vibe - just a clumsy reader and their murderous employers)
You stumble into the front of the room, dropping important paperwork every other step and a remote soon after. Gaining your balance, you press the button on the remote that turns the projector on. Standing directly in front of the lens, you're blinding momentarily as its light shines in your eyes; quickly stepping out of the way. You clear your throat as you point to the machine on display.
"We'v finally completed production on our latest robot." You click another button. "As you can see through the use of these dummies, it is able to cut through the human body and most metals with ease. Most of the remaining information is in this folder, but due to some... unforeseen problems- I'm open to answering any questions."
"No, that will be all. Thank you, Y/n."
The room of stoic individuals praise you for your hard work with a round of applause. All except for one. Your excused shortly after, the villains left talking over the plans for the robot - however, their conversation seemed to solely center on you.
"I got a few pictures of them sleeping in the lab before the meeting. Poor thing needs to take better care of themself."
"They did better than last week - that's for sure. Would love to approve their vacation days, if they would just telling us where they were going."
"Has anyone gotten their new apartment bugged yet? They rejected the offer for that nice place nearby, so we don't have eyes on them currently."
"Excuse me..."
All heads turns towards the party in the room. A lacky who thought they had what it took to run with the heads of the group, only to find them fawning over some ditzy scientist.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but are they really our head scientist? The results are satisfactory, however it looks like they were born with two left feet. Maybe we should just let them be in charge of design.
The remainder of the group all look at each other; nodding in agreement on an unspoken decision.
"Moving on from that - we were just about to decide where to test the device first, but it seems we already have the perfect rat."
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cookie-crumblr · 23 days
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✨My Dastardly Villain~✨
F!Hero Reader x M!Villain Yan OC
Part 3~
His Info: 💰✨
Part 1
<<<Previous Part _ Next Part>>>
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
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CW: F!Reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, readers alias is Solar, protected sex, dub con(reader doesn’t know it’s the same guy he knows it’s us.) P in V, rough sex, kidnapping a kid(in a not so serious way. ((still a serious thing irl) legit shoulda just called the cops, but this is for entertainment purposes XD LOL luv u, but plz don’t do this XD) explicit language
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Song Rec: i like the way you kiss me - Artemas
Your arms lock around his hot, silver chain covered neck, he holds you back by the sides. His face turned so your kiss lands on his cheek, “Woah, someone’s eager,” He laughs nervously.
Your heart clenches in guilt, “Sh-shit sorry!” You step back instantly, “I thought that was why you really invited me back…” you smile apologetically.
“It’s all good, I just… Had a weird day,” He stretches up and messes with his dreaded hair. His shirt hem lifts with his arm~
You turn away momentarily, “Uhg! sorry! I still gotta cool off!” now it’s your turn with nervous laughter.
“I could get you some Ice” His laugh this time comes from his belly, it’s that same sound you practically fell in love with at the bar. He really makes you melt, and he’s not even doing anything!
"That might actually help" You spin back around to join in his smiles.
"Gods, you're so hot for little old me, that ice will actually help?" His voice is low and gravely right now.
You cover your heat filled face, "Okay! If you don't wanna fuck This second you better not tease me, Kai!"
"okay okay, hah, 'm sorry," he pats you on the head, looking down at you, "and it has nothing to do with you..." not even he's convinced. Its all to do with you... You're Solar... He's had issues with you interrupting his work for so long now—
Wait—
He's had so much pent up energy towards you, and now you're right here practically begging him to fuck you. As he looks you over, your arms are down holding your hands in each other, your legs press together, and shake with wanting.
"Actually Y/N... Get on the bed."
You almost *Yippeee!* at the development, none the wiser to the villain's newest plot. You jump on the bed, legs rubbing together and already panting.
He grabs a condom from his nightstand.
"Good." as he approaches he sheds clothing, chains tinkling and clinking as he does~ oh gods, your core is burning! "Roll over."
As you do he grabs your ankle and roughly pulls you to the edge of the bed, your body flies back in his grasp as if you weigh as much as a limp rope on the mattress.
He checks you, sliding his fingers between your folds and you're already so wet for him, but he still grabs lube and spreads it over the condom on the outside. He's not planning to be nice, but he isnt cruel.
"oh gods!" you feel the cold lube touch you first, eliciting intense shivers.
"Your pussy is so hot," He pushes in slowly, stretching you as he bottoms out.
"i-is it good?" you gasp with how full you feel. His hand finds your tummy and pushes in, creating so much pressure inside of you, you're already bursting when you cry out "Ah!~"
"So good~" He groans, he hasn't even moved and you're already cumming messily all over his cock. "you must've wanted me so bad, Y/N~"
"I do! I-I Really L-want your cock! Pl-lease!~" You gasp excitedly, your hips moving and shaking and pushing into his hips taking him as deep as you can.
"gods," his voice rumbles through you. His free hand caresses chills into your back as it hikes up your body to your neck, and back down before going back up. His touch is so soft, your shaking under it.
His hand finally stops tickling you and roaming when it finds your neck, he caresses you there just as softly, wrapping around your flesh until he's pulling you up into his chest by just your throat.
Your mouth is open, tiny, hushed little moans leaving freely.
He finally moves his length in you, pulling out agonizingly slow, and then~
*plop!*
He thrusts so hard into you, ripples flow over your flesh.
You swear you'd die if you were anywhere else, but here, right now.
*plop!* *plop!* *slap!* *plop!*
He's using your throat to control your body as he fucks you from underneath, all the muscles in his legs taught with the force he's using.
His skin glistens with a sheen of sweat and yours does too as you continue to reach for the mattress, or his hard legs, or anything at all for purchase against his brutal pace but you can hardly reach any of it. He's too tall, so you're just being used as a ragdoll for his pleasure, and you're loosing your mind in the process.
You've lost track of how many times you've came, you were never counting to begin with, they've all been blending amazingly with the building pleasure coil that feels like it'll never snap! You keep wanting more, even thought you definitely are not going to be able you walk after this.
He finally throws you back down onto the mattress and you feel like you can catch your breath for a second until he's ramming into you harder than before using your own hips as a tool to hold you in place. Your whole body jostles with orgasmic waves of pleasure now as he continues fucking you into the mattress chasing his own imminent high. and when he cums, he cums buckets; filling the condom and spilling it out all over your quivering pussy and thighs.
You gasp starting to actually catch your breath with your messed up face pressed into the duvet, when he reaches over you into his nightstand for another condom.
~
He let you use his family shower, you both decided to take them separately, since he seems like he could keep going and you want nothing more than to keep being used by him…
But! You’re here for another reason, not just sex.
Although…
The sex is so~ nice.
*POP*
You feel something hard and hot grinding into your crotch, before you even open your eyes.
You teleported into his literal lap.
at least you don’t have to try and walk back.
“Wow, I was just thinking about you too,” he laughs and caresses up your sides.
You cover your face, “How did you know!?”
“That’s what I was gonna tell you; teleportation, it’s just like summoning. When you think hard enough about something, you just bring it to you, or you to it.”
“It’s that simple?”
“Well, the thing i was gonna actually help you with, was figuring out how you’re gonna start to control your thoughts. It’s -ah-” He sighs under your weight, “It’s different for every person.”
“What about some of the— Wait.” an idea strikes you like a lightning bolt! “What if i think about Sobek! He’s probably doing something pretty dastardly right now! I could just-”
“NO-!”
*POP*
Air rushes around you as you fall back into Kai’s lap.
“Ooof!” his legs close around you, oh shit!
“Sorry!! Oh my gods! are you okay!?”
“Just—my balls” He wheezes.
You climb off of him, legs squishing down into the mattress, rocking him around.
“Huh, why didn’t that work?” you think for a second about Sobek again. Reaaallly hard. His stupid hips, and tiny waist. He looks so hot.
*POP*
You land on top of Kai’s back this time as he’s still hunched over on the bed.
“STOP!” he coughs out in a higher pitched and cracking voice.
“Oh! sorry!! I don’t know why it’s not working!!”
“Maybe h-he’s got like a-shield o-or something…” he had to think fast, and that’s what he came up with.
You think about it for a second, “Yeah you’re probably right. Sorry about falling on you… Do you need some—”
“Get back on the bed.”
A little later~
You decided you’d get more done at central park. In public. since you can’t stop fucking eachother long enough to actually get any thing done.
When you get into your rental car you don’t even notice that keys are already in the ignition.
You definitely didn’t notice—
“Mama? H-hey you’re no my mama!” The cute squeaky voice of a child rings out from the backseat.
“Kai…”
“Y/N…”
You say in unison before slowly turning to look at the less than five year old.
You slowly look back eachother.
And then back at the kid. And then foreword. “Kai… We just kidnapped someone’s kid.” You keep your words quiet.
“What do you mean We!?” He whisper-yells back “It’s your rental we got mixed up!!”
“oooo, if my mama finds out you’re both in trouble…”the kid adds.
“Where-Where abouts is your mommy?” You ask… Hoping the kid knows a street maybe.
“Cony island!!!”
“Okay kid, we definitely did not pick you up at—” You start.
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” The kid screeches.
“Okay!!! okay! Cony Island! jeeze.” Kai covers his ears, and yells back at the child.
“No! why would we take the kid to—”
“If you take me to Cony Island, I’ll tell my mama dis was allllll a misstake.” they’re blackmailing you now. a child.
You drive, weaving down busy streets through skyscrapers until you make it to the East coastline, the ferris wheel noticeable from where you are already.
The kid bounces in the backseat with excitement. It’s really quite cute actually. They are just so innocent and tiny. Even though they’re BLACKMAILING YOU. Oh well. What’s the harm in some carnival time?
You and Kai each take a hand of the child, leading them to the bridge, careful not to let them wander even the slightest bit away from you both.
You’re smiling at all the lively and noisy people around you, while Kai is a little too focused on only you. He doesn’t notice a tent pole he walks straight into it, or a couple of people that he shoulder checks.
The way your smile is lighting up the open air, and your swinging your hand with a smiling happy kid that isn’t even yours.
Now he’s shy.
He was so angry earlier, and now he just can’t believe that your the same person that’s always getting in his way.
You take the kid on the tea cups while Kai watches, he isn’t much into spinning rides, he says.
He grabs some cotton candy and an elephant ear; his favorite sweet. The cinnamon sugar over an airy, crusty deliciously fried thin bit of bread! MM!!
he’s enjoying himself when you and the kid sway over to him while giggling, neither of you can walk straight after how fast you had been spinning the little cup.
He can’t help but laugh along with you. The kid reaches up for Kai, as if to say “up!”
He gives the kid the rest of his sweets and their little chubby face lights up! It’s just darling! Then he picks the little one up, and holds him against his side. The kid is spilling cinnamon sugar and sticky sweetness all over Kai’s nice black jacket, but he doesn’t care. It’s a beautiful day and he gets to spend it with you…
He can’t help but be infected by your joy in such a weird circumstance.
“Seconds stweet” they say as you walk to a game booth that had the kid’s eyes glued to a stuffed toy.
“Yes! Thank you!! we’ll win you this prize and take you home, sound good kid?” You ask them.
“Yus! Thank you for today!” They say with big cute bright eyes. “mm gettin sweepy” They’re little head drapes over Kai’s shoulder. Both of your hearts thump! it’s just too cute!
You throw a couple darts, hitting and popping every balloon. The man hands you a giant teddy bear, and you carry it and the now sleeping child back to the car.
When you make it back you explain to the worried parents that prove it’s their child by the car documents and their ID’s matching. You may have kidnapped the kid, but you didn’t want to give them to the wrong people!
The parents seem less mad and more just thankful their child is safe and happily napping in their car seat.
They tell you to leave, understandably. You both nod and go to your actual rental. Where you have to pull your keys out of your pocket this time to drive away.
You both sigh out shaky laughs.
“We should have probably just called the cops.” You tell each other and laugh more.
You end up back at Cony Island…
Your hands entwined as you just enjoy each other’s company this time… You didn’t really plan this. But you’re both happy in this moment.
The salty air of the dirty beaches nearby, and the beautiful blue sky with just a couple of fluffy little clouds above, has you both smiling peacefully.
You lead him to the ferris wheel as the sun is setting turning the sky hot orange.
you’re holding each others hand, not saying a thing when Kai looks to you, “Be my girlfriend, Y/N.”
“You don’t know me that well though….” You look down, thinking about possibly being a disappointment if he were to find out more about you.
“I want to.” He says, picking up your face to lock eyes with yours. “I want to get to know you. And I want to be exclusive while I do.”
“Woah.” You don’t mean to say it out loud, “I want to know you too, Kai.”
He kisses you, seriously kisses you. Nothing but lips this time, nothing even sexual about it. It’s as if you’re signing a binding contract. The ferris wheel pod rocks as the wheel stops turning. It’s your turn at the top now. But neither of you look out at the world below, you’re too enthralled by each other to even notice.
You breathe in each others’ scent as you pull away. he’s always smelling like sweets. It makes you feel dizzy and giddy.
His hand ghosts down your arm, and goosebumps rise in his wake. The tickle of his featherlight fingers over your flesh, has you gasping. He keeps doing it as your head leans into his shoulder, and your hand hold his free one. The sky darkens in the time it takes you to go around the wheel two more times, until you both are satisfied and tired enough to head back.
He drives you back to your place, and carries your sleepy form inside…
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Makarov, extends his hand to them : You want to watch the world burn?
Y/N, gingerly takes his hand : Let me guess, you’ll set it on fire?
Makarov, guides them to the balcony :
Y/N, follows him as if being hypnotised by him :
Makarov, gestures at the world below them : No, darling. I’ll hand you the match—
Makarov, slides behind them, hands gently but firmly clutching their shoulders : ——and stand at your back—
Makarov, softly into their ear : ——watching you become the monarch of the ashes.
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Yandere “Perfect” Househusband Loves When…
Yandere "Perfect" Househusband loves when you scold him when you come home from work. Despite what many would want, W3zley delights in your annoyance. Which is great because the things he loves doing the most seems to incite that response. You’re such a gorgeous stone-faced character it excites him to get a response from you at all. 
“You released a deadly gas at a block party!?”
“Don’t be such a prude (Y/n), it was only a small neighborhood anyway.”
Yandere "Perfect" Househusband loves when you fall for old tricks. Long before his semi-forced commitment to the househusband role he’s been at odds with you for the longest time; usually ending with you winning in the grand scheme of things. But when you’re at home your especially vulnerable. You so easily fall into the nuance of domesticity forgetting his true nature. Which leads you susceptible to spiked drinks, hidden aphrodisiacs, flowers with nefarious purposes, the list goes on. He won’t do anything too wild or too often , you’d notice too fast but he can indulge in his deeper fantasies. The ones you don’t always let him get away with. It’s not usually on the level of his worst habits: health-code violation calls, assault, battery, framing people genocide, inter-dimensional destruction, or mass-vaporizing blasts so you’re not going to stop him for this. That is if you ever find out. Usually his little excursions are nothing but little things that result in lapses of your judgement; which make unforced affection all the more possible.
“Ah~you’re so soft, you’d never let me touch you this way if you were lucid.”
Yandere "Perfect" Househusband loves when he can successfully carry out his underground “smoothie” business. You’ve caught him before and he got quite the lashing but he just can’t stop. When you’re locking him down for whatever punishable offense he’s committed, he feels unfullfilled. He has an itch. He’s got to scratch it. And it has do with the gorey ingredients and the magic that has him having a growing consumer base in the underground market. Even those outside the underground community have heard of his business. Which truly becomes his outlet for his violent tendencies. 
“These humans are so easy! This will surely keep me entertained.”
Yandere "Perfect" Househusband loves when he catches you off-guard. Similar to when you’re angry, any break in your tolerable mask makes his heart flutter. He often uses being a house-husband to do just that. He’s doing his job as your husband so well you’re supposed to praise him right? Look he’s made you, your favorite dish! Now won’t you let him feed it to you, say ‘ah’! Oh now look he’s cooking for you with the apron you got him! Ooops, I meant to say ‘only’ the apron on! 
“Now don’t overheat, (Y/n)! Your husband asked you for a kiss and you’ll give it to me right? Right?”
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hana-no-seiiki · 25 days
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Oh! Question ⁉️ when you said some villains that villain cat MC have or had relationship with, who are those villains is having relationship with them ( maybe heros too bc let's be honest here, there's a lot of ships out there cannon or not) well except for Jason as much I love him, am curious about others too (that have a relationship with villain cat MC)
For platonic villains I’d say CV! Reader was close to Joker before the whole torturing and killing Jason thing, they’d regularly prank each other. Hence they’re pretty close to Harley and therefore Ivy in the current time. Ofc there’s cat woman. They’re also very close to the Superfam. Particularly Jon cause he’s just an adorkable boi but he’s more on the romantic end.
He has a huge crush on them. Very much the simping for the older kid of the group sort of thing.
They also like tackling Aquaman and biting him like a fish.
Anyways back to villains. I feel like the Al Ghuls in general have a soft spot for CV! Reader.
They like trolling Lex Luthor a lot. Lex is incredibly intrigued by CV! Reader’s harem making capabilities that he often forgives their pranks in exchange for a chat or two. Though Penguin takes the crown for the most trolling.
They’re also platonically close with the Riddler cause they share similar ideals when it comes to the truth. But not to his extreme.
Punchline views CV! Reader as a status symbol almost? Like them acknowledging her would giver her a sense of legitimacy. But they kinda just feel weirded out if not completely disgusted by her and anything related to Joker that isn’t Harley. Hell the latter took a while before she could appear around CV! Reader without triggering them.
I also have a few oc! Villains that work with CV! Reader but that’s for another day.
Feel free to add more. I’m not well versed in DC villains so I’m up for suggestions. Reader is you after all so the sky is whatever limit you put on yourself
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shigamochii · 24 days
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I thought I might try to do some writing while I'm still sick. I'm still dealing with my swallowing issues, I'm not sure what is happening. I remember being sick with a cold and I didn't get over it after 3 weeks. I'm being seen by my main doctor soon again. I haven't eaten in a week, whenever I try it's like my throat won't let me eat or swallow any liquid fully like how I did before. I'm unsure if there's anything going around but.. I just want to be better soon. I am trying to hydrate and eat soft foods but.. I don't know what to do. I haven't drawn in so long now too.
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Tomura taking care of an ill s/o 🖤
f!reader is heavily implied, I just enjoy writing for f!reader.
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Once Tomura starts noticing that his s/o has been acting off, he starts to think he has done something wrong or you're unhappy with him. Tomura would ask you to come to him like he always asks you, he mostly asks you to come over to him because he wants to be close with you. Sit you on his lap like the little princess you are to him, this time you would deny his offer and instead saunter slowly to the bedroom you two shared, that bedroom being his, he had moved you into with him so he can be closer with you. Tomura would sit at the bar for quite awhile until deciding to head back to his room to see what was going on with you. As he was walking to his room, he noticed the door was still open and once he walked in, Tomura would see you on the floor instead of the bed, you were face down and weren't able to get up or move.
Tomura panicked and carefully helped you up, he noticed your face was flushed, sickly pale and once he gently placed you down on the bed, he would carefully place a few fingers on your forehead. Just as he thought.. it was hot to the touch. 'What am I going to do?' Tomura thought to himself while pacing back and forth in his bedroom. Tomura would quickly walk out of the room and insist on asking Kurogiri for help, Tomura is not very well educated when it comes to taking care of anything including himself, you had gone out of your way to help him take care of himself. Tomura loved when you'd help him wash his hair, put soothing ointment on his skin and just pamper him. Kurogiri was surprised to know the leader was in a panicked state and asking for help on what to do with you and he would eventually tell Tomura all of what to do to help you out and to restore your health to how it once was before.
A few hours had by, you woke up in Tomura's bed with a cooling rag on your forehead and a light blanket was draped over you. You noticed your clothes had been changed to the cute little night dress you were for pajamas, you were groggy, dazed and dizzy. Removing the rag from your forehead, you'd look over at your boyfriend he had been propped up right in his gaming chair arms crossed as his head slumped down, he had been asleep. "Tomu.." you weakly said, you pulled the covers off and tried to get out of bed, the creaking of the bed had caused Tomura to wake up and look over at you. He saw you try to weakly get out of the bed you two shared "y/n! No!" Tomura spat out, getting out of his chair and grabbing you setting you back down on the bed. "Y/n, you need to get some rest, you can't be getting out of bed." You were confused why he didn't want you out of bed "I'm fine Tomu.. please-" you were cut off by Tomura, "y/n I saw you passed out on the floor, you didn't even make it to the bed. You're ill, let me take care of you, please." Tomura said, holding your hand with his gloved one he used to never wear them but ever since you came into his life he has them on a lot more nowadays. He can't lose you, he fears dusting you. "Let me have Kurogiri prepare you some soup. Drink some water too, you need to hydrate yourself." He says reaching out to give you a bottle of water, he feels your forehead again, it was warm but not as hot as it was before "I'll also recool your rag, you aren't as hot as you were before which is good."
"I'm not as hot as I was..?" You said, confused.
"that's not what I meant, y/n.." Tomura says to you, "you're gorgeous in my eyes, even when your sick. You were running a fever and it seems to have gone down. Now please rest, let me take care of you until you're better princess." Tomura kisses your forehead and prepares to walk out of the room.
"Thank you Tomu.." you tell him, getting comfortable in bed again. "I love you"
"I love you too"
He says back, closing the door behind him.
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My writing isn't the best but.. I'm scared of what's going on with me. Tomura is my comfort character.. I just want to write or draw him right now.. I just want to be okay.
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