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novasdarling · 10 months

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Sorry to put in another, but thinking about Hawks with a darling who he likes to let his hunter prey instincts kick in. He's taken them, maybe out to a cabin in the woods. Giving darling little opportunities to escape. Her thinking it's by accident but he likes the chase. 💀🖤 No pressure, ignore if not interested haha 😅

Hehehe, I love the good ole predator-prey dynamic! But I can imagine in the beginning he just does it without saying why. Confusing and scaring the poor reader.

Hunting

TW: Kidnapping, Yandere Themes, Predator-Prey Dynamic, Mentions of Noncon.

The door was unlocked. Hawks had never even so much as left a window unlocked since he took you. You could see through the crack the locks weren't in. All you had to do was twist the handle and open the door. You didn't have to go through his several locks. The critical part of you knew something was wrong. Hawks was brilliant, a perverted monster, but intelligent. Maybe he forgot? No, he never forgot anything when it came to you. Your mind pondered what was happening. Questions and questions echoed in your head. Yet, no real answer surfaced.

Your hands itched at your side, begging to open the door. To get the hell away before he came back. He hadn't been out long, you had a chance to put some actual distance between you and him if you ran now. Your legs carried you closer, even as your mind opposed. This was a trick, a trap. He wouldn't be so careless after all he's done. After all the time and effort he put into getting and keeping you with him. You knew better after all these weeks to think anything was a mistake or an accident with him. No, Hawks was calculated. Nothing was left to chance. Even with this change in scenery, the cabin was not simply a "couples getaway" as he said. No, it was a place smaller than his home. Fewer rooms, less space for you to hide from him. Hide from his touches, his advances. There was always a motive behind his actions, behind his decisions. This door was no different. Yet, as your hand reached the doorknob. Your perception of him faded. All your mind could focus on was the word "run".

Your body sprang into action once you opened the door. Pushing your body out of the thresh hold. Out of the door, out of the cabin. You hadn't even put shoes on. Feeling the dirt on your feet. Ignoring the way twigs would poke and jab at them. It didn't matter. Nothing did, all that you cared about was running. Running as fast and far as you could. You didn't have money, not enough clothes to keep you warm at night. No real plan of what to do after. All you could think of was to run.

Your body had carried you farther than you thought it could. It wasn't until you had run about five kilometres straight before you felt the weight of it. Your legs felt heavy, your lungs even worse. You had been locked away for weeks without much movement unless it was in bed with Hawks. Your body wasn't used to this. You needed a break. Needed to rest for a bit. You made a good amount of distance between you and the cabin, right? A small rest wouldn't hurt, he wouldn't be back for hours anyway.

Sitting against a tree, you stretched your legs. Trying to catch your breath and get ready to keep on going. Closing your eyes, leaning your head against the tree. Letting yourself relax and cool down. Even with your eyes closed, you could enjoy the sun and breeze on your face.

You were out. That was all that mattered right now. You were out, enjoying the fresh air. Enjoying freedom. However, that voice was back. "He wouldn't leave the door unlocked" rang in your head. He was calculated and always prepared. It wasn't right to suddenly have all those locks not in use. Your thoughts were cut short.

The sun vanished for a moment as a gust of wind hit your face. Opening your eyes. Staring into the sky you were met with a clear blue sky. The sun was still there, no clouds. The wind was even calm. Could you have imagined that? Was the fear of running really causing you to imagine that? Looking at the sky, you stood. Looking around, trying to figure out what that was. The sky was clear, with no clouds. Even the branches were still. The trees were beautiful. Full and green. Looking around you admired the scenery. You had missed this.

A pop of red caught your eye. It was small and high up. A cardinal you assumed. So, you watched. Waiting for it to fly away, but it didn't. It stayed in the same position. So still, unnatural. Perhaps an early red leaf. It wasn't until the red made you nervous, forcing you up and to continue your journey that it moved. Floating down slowly. Falling closer to your feet than it naturally should of. It wasn't a cardinal. It wasn't a bird at all. No, it was a red feather. Much too larger to be of any bird you had seen. You could feel your heart rate race back up. Breathing became difficult again. You knew that feather. Knew what-who it belonged to. You've seen that feather hundreds of times. Laying around the house. On the furniture. Covering you in the mornings. On him, on his back. Attached to his wings. It belonged to him. It was Hawks' feather. How could you have missed it? It was so clearly his shade of red.

The panic was rising again. You felt nauseous, like bile was rising in your throat. He was near. He had to be. He was aware of his feathers at all times. That meant it was planted, that he was-

"There you are."

It was him.

Without thinking you ran. Ran as fast as you could. You made it this far, you couldn't go back. You wouldn't let him take you back just to keep you locked up again.

You couldn't see him, you were staying focused on the path ahead. Weary of any low branch or raised root that could hinder your getaway. Even without looking up, you could feel his presence. Feel him close by. Feel the slight breeze from his wings. At any moment he could swoop down. He could come down and pin you to the ground.

"Oh come on, don't be like that."

He was laughing at you, while you were fighting for your life through the trees. Trying to stay upright and focused. All you could hope for was there had to be a point where the trees become too thick for him to see you, or even swoop down at you. But it never got to that point. The trees were always bare enough for him to make his way down. Occasionally he would. You would feel the pressure of the wind against your back as he dipped lower. The flash of red by your head and his stupid laugh. He was having fun. Enjoying himself as he watches you cry and run. Fighting for your life.

Your legs were giving out. You weren't made for running, especially not this far with no training. Looking around, searching for somewhere to hide for a moment. Luckily, you were granted some kind of mercy. There were a few trees growing closer together than the rest. Creating a thicker skyline and a few fallen trees to hide under. It wasn't much, but if he wanted you he'd have to come down and drag you out. A better mercy than this chase.

Heading toward the trees. You took cover under a few of the smaller ones that had fallen. He couldn't see you directly anymore, but he knew you were there. You watched as his shadow circled the area a few times.

"Given up already sweetie."

"Go to hell." Your temper got the better of you.

Hawks laughed at your response. He was sick, enjoying himself. Getting off on your fear. If only people knew the truth. That he wasn't some kind of sweet hero boy they made him out to be.

"Oh come on. Just come out already. I'm not done yet." So this was some sort of game to him. You were being chased for his amusement. Fuck, you were an idiot. He left the door unlocked on purpose. You should have listened to yourself. He wanted this, wanted you to run. Like always, you were playing his game.

"Please, please just stop."

You wanted this to end already. You didn't want to play his game anymore. You were an idiot for thinking you had any real chance. Any hope of getting away from him. Even if you could get away from him physically, he had money and power. You had nothing. Where would you go? Who would you tell? You had no one, while he had everyone.

Hawks made his decent down. Landing by your hiding place. A few steps before the trees got too thick. He was smiling while cocking his head to the side, ducking low to meet your gaze. Enjoying the view before him. You cowering beneath the trees, trying to hide from his site. While your heart was pumping with adrenaline from fear. His was pumping with excitement.

Hawks circled the trees. He was trying to coax you out. Get you to follow him back willingly. Trying to get his win to come to him like every other time.

"This was fun, but it's time to go home now."

"You look so cute. Now how about we go home. It's getting late and I'm rather hungry."

His words meant nothing to you. He was just getting tired of watching you be so pathetic. Wanted to get you home, back into his domain.

Soon his words turned sour. He was getting tired. Walking around, his words turned to teasing and mocking.

"You didn't get far now did you?"

"You really think these trees can keep you safe?"

Of course, they wouldn't. Nothing could keep him from you and as he dipped below the branches and snapped the few that got in the way of his wings. He proved that. You watched as your safety was being broken into.

"I-I'm sorry Haw-"

"Don't call me that."

"Please Keigo, please-" "Shhh," Hawks had gotten a few feet from you. The trees only were a nuisance for him. "We had our fun, let's go home."

Hawks dragged you out from your hiding place. Putting his arms around you as he walked the two of you back. It was awkward and mostly quiet, but there were burning questions at the back of your mind. Searing and needing to be asked.

"You did it on purpose didn't you?" "Do what?"

"The unlocked door, all of this."

"Oh," Hawks let out a chuckle. "Of course, I wouldn't be such an idiot to leave the door unlocked." You knew it. "Though apparently, it doesn't matter much. This was the third time I left the door unlocked this week."

He did it on purpose. He wanted this. Wanted you to run. Wanted the chase. Perhaps even wanted a reason to punish you. You could never truly tell with him. He would say one thing, but then his actions would want another.

As you two walked home, all you could think about was whether this game was enough for Hawks, perhaps he wanted a reason to punish you. Fear and confusion ran through you, but all you could get from Hawks was his joy. As the cabin came into view. Hawks only smiled and laid a kiss on the top of your head. Nothing made sense with him. Even after all this time, you still had only gotten the basics of staying on his good side. Of understanding the might hero Hawks.

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yandere-kokeshi · 1 year

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— Bloody, fucking red!

Pairing: Yandere dabi x afab reader.

Summary: Dabi wants to help with your period. So, why don't you let him?

Warnings: Yandere behavior, period sex, doggy style(?), oral sex, fingering/eating out, soft-dom Dabi.

This is not proofread — this is on queue.

Might do a part two. This was supposed to come out on valentines day but hey, it's out ig.

“Doll, why don’t you let me help?” Dabi asked behind you, cringing at your painful groans.

Sighing, you dig yourself further into the bundle of pillows and blankets, “No… It’s icky.”

“Icky?” You heard him laugh, “What are you, a child now?”

You rolled your eyes, before groaning from the immense stabbing you felt in your lower abdomen. Gosh, did cramps really have to hurt this bad?

You heard Dabi sigh, feeling hands drag along your back and thighs, weight being sunken into the mattress behind you. Turning around, you saw Dabi kneeling over you before kissing your cheek and nose.

“Bambi, I promise. It’ll help with the cramping and bloating. I can show you the damn article.” He looked at you with his icy-blue eyes, trying to convince you to agree to the ‘romantic’ intercourse.

“But–” You stopped, starting to chew on your fingernails with overblown thoughts.

“But what, baby?” Dabi repeated, before smirking at his thoughts. “I know you’re having a hard day. Plus, I know sitting on my face always brightens you up.”

“Dabi, it’ll get messy–” You try to protest. But he brings his face closer to yours, pulling his mouth to your ear before whispering.

“—I like it messy.”

Finally, you nod — a slow, agreeable nod that Dabi took right too. Climbing over you, Dabi took his shirt and pants off, only leaving him in his boxers.

Dabi gets under the sheets, crawling between your legs, making sure to grab a pillow to slip beneath the small area of your back for comfort.

With him laying on his stomach, you felt embarrassed. Uneasy at this position and spiraling thoughts that made the situation worse. What if he leaves you? Or he get fed up with how you bleed and doesn’t let you finish? Or how—

“Hey,”

Slowly, you meet Dabi’s gaze, a soft yet stern look in his eyes. “Stop overthinking. If you want me to stop — tell me.”

You nod yet again, throwing a smile at him before feeling your shirt being pulled off, exposing your stomach and breasts with his warm hands kneading at your skin; feeling his face move downwards, kisses being prepped all over your tummy.

Letting out a shaky sigh of relief, you feel Dabi knead the soft swell of your breasts in his palm. Hearing him hum at your hardened nipples, he looked up at you before speaking.

“Spread your legs.”

Within a second, your pants and panties were guided off, being thrown into the abyss of the semi-larged bedroom.

Dabi pulls you closer to him — earning a small yelp out of you, a small chuckle coming from him.

He pulls your knees over his shoulder before diving in, his tongue meeting your center. He started off slowly, smearing and licking your growing slick and blood all over your entrance, nibbling softly at your clit and squeezing your thighs affectionately.

“Fuckk,” He groaned, making direct eye contact with you. “You’re so fucking sweet. This pretty pussy is my favorite meal.”

You moaned, feeling your cheeks heat up even more. God, it felt really good.

Dabi continues his abuse, the sounds of slurping and occasional deep groans combined with your needy whines, all your negative thoughts and feeling of ‘ickiness’ were sucked away. His thick muscle was flat against your clit, tracing tight but quick circles.

“Cum for me, do it dollface.” He demanded, voice slightly muffled by your thighs clenching around his head. “Come on, you can do it. You're doin’ so well baby, this is all ‘for me, yeah?”

“Shit!” You moaned, embarrassment rushing through you. You tug at his hair, hearing the way he eats your cunt. It’s sloppy, erotic — lewd. Wet noises fill the room, it was borderline disgusting, yet so hot.

Your tummy starts tightening — almost too tight like a rope ready to rip apart.

You came, clenching around nothing as his fingers spread your pussy, licking all the blood and slick that had slid down. Making sure to slurp and suck more as your sensitive pussy carved more stimulation.

Suddenly, the front door had two bounding knocks. Which resulted in both of you turning.

Dabi smiled though, “Guess the pizza is here. Should I go out like this, baby?”

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luno-614 · 2 years

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Part 2 Cheaters don’t get cuddles .

Hey everyone so extreme warming !

If you aren’t 18 or older I suggest you don’t read it because this chapter deals with rape, sexual harassment and murder please read with caution if you get triggered easily. I just want all of you to be safe and have a great day or night :3❤️I love you all !!

Looking at the white card in your hand and looking at the last bag of groceries you needed.

“ call now or go back inside..”

You sighed and took the bag with you stuffing the white card down your pocket.

“ later..”

—

you were putting the stuff away close to finishing,when your eye caught the red case phone on your floor .

“ messy as always keigo…”

You picked it up and the screen turned on showing messages of a girl reading the name it was his secretary.

‘ I’m glad the bitch is out of our lives !!’

‘ I did this for you !!!’

‘ HAWKS ANSWER ME!!’

‘ why did you send me a court order ??!!?’

‘ I love you more then she will ever love you !!

‘ that fat bitch poisoned your mind !!’

‘ I know you didn’t want it but I know you love me !’

‘ I’m not going away that easy !!’

‘ she will never believe you!!!’

‘ she will never know!! She will never love you !! She will never believe you !!’

You had to take a step back and just for the curiosity building up you entered the old password you remember. ( your anniversary day)

And saw photos of Hawks with bruises,bite marks and other brutal marks you knew that wasn’t your doing.

“ that crazy bitch she …she raped him …”

You continue looking you found that he was going to send her to court a private one.

You found out she did have a quirks and a strong one too. Yet when you met her she was so nice and sweet she told you she was quirkless she wasn’t a fan of Hawks but she was in love love love with Endeavor

“ fucken liar ..that whore touched my keigo …”

You were fuming about this. How can she even do it ! You trusted her ! You pushed keigo way when he was in his time of need .

“ keigo !”

You remembered he was in your room and you ran to your room hearing happy barks and whines quickly adding it to be Bud. You opened the door and found keigo completely naked ass cheeks to the wind.

“ AHHHH!!! WHY ARE YOU N-Naked??!! .”

You quickly turned around embarrassed It’s not like you haven’t seen it before but it caught you off guard being the hero in all his glory.

A deep blush rose on your face

You stepped away from the door

“ K-me-Keigo we need to talk once you cover yourself meet me at the living room.”

You walked and waited there

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Soon you hear steps walking towards you .

It was him he had a frown and his wings looked smaller then last time.

“ keigo I will listen to anything you have to say .. just please be truly honest.”

You sat down on the couch hinting the seat next to you.

—

Keigo sighs and sits next to you he was thinking what to say

“ ( Y/n) will you believe me ?”

He sat up straight and looked into your eyes with a pleading look.

You nodded answering yes and, he looked at you with disbelief but then he took a deep breath stretching out his red wings.

“ alright it all started that day ..”

—( keigo’s explanation)——-

-At your old shared home aka keigo’s home —

He was there preparing the house for your arrival. He told you he went to work but in real life it was his day off and the same day he was going to tell you how he felt. How he wanted to start a home together .

“ Thank you Miko ! ( Y/n) will love this !”

He put the last touches on all the bouquets he got you all your favorite flowers

( and his too since this was a speacil day for both too :3)

He stretched and smiled at miko happily his wings were puffing up in excitement.

“I can’t wait to see her face!”

“ anything else you need assistance with?”

Miko a short thin woman with blue hair and white dead eyes looked at keigo and waited for the orders .

“ yes ! There is Miko it’s a bit heavy but it’s a box in my kitchen can you get it ? I need to get something from my room .”

Miko nodded walking towards the kitchen not making any noises .

That’s a thing he like about Miko she was quite and respectful she wasn’t like his other secretaries who would throw them selfs at him. He never liked that but when he met you .

It was like a punch in the face .Mainly because you punched him thinking he was going to harm you. That night you patched up his black eye while apologizing.

He asked you out with his charming self and you said

“ No , I said I was sorry about punching you but that doesn’t mean I’m letting you hit it. Plus Mr.Hawks I have seen how you break hearts. I’m fine with mine being in one piece. “

That’s when he was hooked , don’t worry you didn’t give him a right hook no it was more like left one this man had to learn not to sneak up on you while trying to ask you out .

You were a huge challenge he wanted to tame but he learned you weren’t a challenge you were the love of his life.

He learned to slow down for you and understand you what you hated, what you liked ,and why you were pushing him way for so long . He changed himself for you. Maintaining he’s new self was a challenge and you saw how he was trying and putting all his efforts for you. So you asked his to eat some chicken and that night you were really happy about eating chiken .

So Keigo was ready for that big next step with you and he needed the last piece the ring .

He went up the stairs to his room . Not noticing a small shadow following behind.

“ got you .”

Keigo smiles at the red box at his night stand and takes a deep breath of relief.

“ relief smells a lot like candy .. extremely sweet candy.. ew “

He turned around and Miko was there her white eyes now purple her hair now pink and the smell came from it .

“ m-Miko … what’s going..on?”

He passed out on the floor dropping the ring .

“ I can’t let you do this …. You are supposed to be mine .. keigo if I can’t have you willingly I will do it by force .”

She took off her clothes slowly letting them drop to the floor and kicked the red velvet box out of her way.

“ that ring is supposed to be mine.”

Her hair turned into a red color her eyes still purple .

Miko took a deep breath and dragged keigo on the bed and undressing him ignoring his cries to stop since his body was numb. The only thing snapping him back to was when he heard your voice . His one and only you . Yet you ran away he was apologizing to you but his body fell to the floor cries of desperation. He called endeavor that night crying about what happened he scrubbed his body clean to the point his skin was bleeding and red.

——-

Keigo looked at you and had tears streaming down his cheek. They weren’t small no it was huge tears snot coming out his nose his wings were deflated and his eyes held so much pain.

“ I always thought you were too good of me and cheating on me …. I’m sorry for ever doubting you (y/n) .”

“ keigo .. she ra-“

“ I know what she did to me …that’s why I’m taking her jail like the criminal she is …”

He was broken . He was just there sitting lifeless staring at your wall.

So you held him . “ I’m going to beat the shit out of her ..”

He chuckles and looks at you

“ how ? You don’t have a quirk ?”

You smirked at him

“ If i was able to give the pro hero Hawks a black eye and a left hook I think I can body slam her to hell .”

You both smiled and let out a few giggles . Yet the room felt empty and you both knew why .

“ keigo … Umm.. sorry i know it’s weird but I have to know .. did you ever loved me ?”

He looked at you shocked. Quickly turning his body towards you .

“ of course I do ! You are the best thing that has happened to me ! You are always there when I need you the most . You are the one who took care of me on my heat cycle and you are the only one my heart has ever truly loved someone. “

He took your hands and held them tightly . He looked into your eyes they didn’t hold any lies it was true every word he said .

You felt your cheeks wet and your vision became blurry.

“ you were going to-to ask me to m-marry you ? “

He smiled and nodded

“ Yes! all those flowers and gifts were for you I’m just sorry the surprise was extremely ruined .”

He than placed two fingers under your chin “ do you still love me ?”

‘ did I still love him ? Enough to go back and even marry him ..?’

You held on tightly and looked at him .

“ when se you with her my heart completely broke ..I thought you didn’t love me and I was doing something wrong … and it was no ones fault only her to blame ..”

Keigo with his redwings covered you completely.

“ keigo.. I love you ..I’m just afraid I don’t want to loss you again not like that …”

He patted your backs and nuzzled you next letting you get out your emotions.

“ I’m sorry keigo I’m being selfish..”

He looked at you shocked. “ Dove how are you being selfish?”

You looked up at him and hugged him back .

“ she hurt you ! She should be rotting in jail for what she did to you !”

You buried your face in his chest hearing his heart beat

“ and i hurt you too …I wasn’t there when you needed me the most I’m sorry keigo for walking away without hearing you..”

He shook his head

“ I would have walked out too if I was in your shoes how can you believe all that .. even i would have trouble understanding.”

He kissed the top of your head and rested his head on it .

“ yet you took care of me when I got hit by that quirk. I knew you honestly wanted to throw me out the window .”

You both smile yet continue to stay the way you both are.

“ and you listened to me and not shamed me or victimized me for that … I know I’m tainted but I- “

You raised your head cupping his cheeks “ you’re not ! Don’t ever say that ! You are still you they will never change that and I’m still going to love you and help you keigo … that’s if you will let me .”

You slowly let go of his checks looking down at the couch .

“ please ( Y/n) don’t leave me .”

Keigo took your hands nuzzling against them.

You smiled and nodded

“I won’t leave you big chicken.”

He let more tears run down form happiness.

“ Dove I want cuddles!”

You pecked his lips and smiled

“ come on you deserve cuddles .”

He picked you up spinning you around laughing his wings were out and his feathers were flying around causing you to laugh with him .

“ I love you (Y/n) I know I’m some days late and I left the ring at my house but will you marry me ?”

“ keigo I love you so much and that would make me that happiest person in the world to be by your side .”

You both hugged each other taking in your new titles of fiancé.

“ oh ! I forgot keigo ! Do I still have it ?”

He put you down and saw how you dashed to your room .

“ have what ?”

You smiled at him

“ follow me !”

He did And saw you in your knees under your bed he smirked liking the view and bam you popped out holding a black box. His eyes widen was that what he thought it was ?

You got up and dusted your self.

“ you were taking forever so I decided to get your ring Im not going to lie it was to give you an ultimatum but it looks like you were actually beating me to the punch this whole time so keigo .”

You dropped to one knee and opened the small box smiling at him

“ Would you ma-“

“ YES!!!” You we’re tackled to the floor with a wave of kisses and yeses ( is that how you spell that??)

“ haha you are heavy keigo ! Come on I have to put you your ring you big chicken.”

You both sat up and took his hand he looked excited about this more then when he asked you to marry him .

Slowly slipping the ring matching his eyes and beautiful wings.

“ let’s cuddle now my big chicken .”

He took you in his arms and rested you on the bed getting comfortable next to you .

Admiring his new ring and his new forever partner giving you a big kiss so sweet and with passion.

“ I can’t wait to marry you .”

He stroked your cheek lovingly slowly falling to sleep in each other’s embrace just waiting for the day to say I do.

Extra ——

Endeavor was waiting on that phone call the whole day.

“ did you stay a kid .. forever..?”

He glared at the city and felt his phone buzz it was a text message keigo asleep next to you

‘ he grew back and was extremely tired :) sorry for the late reply !’

He nodded to himself and put his phone way.

“ so Miko .. how do you wish to die?”

Miko with a quirk cancellation cuff . She was crying due to being beating to an inch of her life.

“ I-I’m sorry…. Please don’t do it.”

He stood over her his flames burning with rage.

“ you didn’t stopped when he was crying and begging ?”

That week Miko was no longer an issue to you and keigo .

I hope you enjoyed Endeavor wedding

gift. :3

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call-me-copycat · 1 year

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Alright, so in my last poll, I asked which you all would like to see me write, and Yandere won!

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I want to emphasize that these stories are solely for entertainment and artistic expression, and should not be taken as an endorsement or condoning of such behavior in any way. The characters and events that will be portrayed are entirely fictional and should be treated as such.

I do not intend to promote or glorify these actions, and strongly discourage any attempt to replicate them in real life. The content within these stories will not be suitable for all audiences, and reader discretion is advised. If you find any of the content within to be distressing, please refrain from reading further. If you are struggling with mental health issues, please seek professional help

In conclusion, I want to emphasize that the behavior that will be depicted in any of these stories will be in no way acceptable or condoned. It is simply a work of fiction and should be treated as such.

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yanderenightmare · 3 months

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Deku - Midoriya Izuku

TW: NSFW, noncon, yandere

gn reader

Thinking about being childhood friends with Izuku, who’s always had a bit of a crush on you.

You’ve always known, but you’ve never humored it. He’s your friend – anything else would just be awkward. If you had to put it in any other term, you’d say he felt more like a little brother.

You wish he’d allowed the two of you to grow apart – as normal people do.

There wasn’t really any reason for the two of you to stay friends after middle school. His quirk suddenly manifested, and he got into UA – became a pro-hero – and then the symbol of peace. And you were still… kind of just doing your thing – studying, working, struggling to pay rent – struggling to keep a date…

The two of you never had much in common anyway, and you never really knew what to talk about with him anymore – only knowing to ask him how his mother was. After all, you grew out of your otaku phase a long while ago – and otherwise, you felt out-educated in any and every conversation the two of you had with each other. You swear talking to him makes you feel like a toddler learning your first words – it’s humiliating, and you don’t understand how any of it’s remotely stimulating for him, either.

Still, he’ll text you when he has the time, asking if you’d like to meet up at a café – talk, catch up – and you, not wanting to be rude, always accept.

You’d gone wide-eyed the first time you’d met him after middle school. Jeez Louise – he’d had to have grown twice his size – jacked and scarred to no end. It only got worse over the years. Now, adults – he must be twice your size. Bigger even.

You blush now when he flirts with you. But not so much for the reasons he wants.

Honestly, it’s more uncomfortable than it’s flattering. It was Izuku, after all – Deku – no matter how little he resembled the crybaby from your childhood – he’d always be that same nerdy loser friend who’d chased after you ever since you first met.

He might have grown up, but his crush on you hadn’t.

His doe-eyed look of longing and adoration had always made you feel a little awkward – a little sorry for him. And now that he’s become a man, it’s only become even more… desperate… a little pathetic, actually…

Bedroom eyes that make you laugh nervously, pretending to brush it off as a joke but really wishing he’d just give it a rest already. Surely, as a pro-hero and public figure, he could get a date? One of the many screaming fans that pine for him everywhere he drags that awful golden cape he has on his shoulders. And if not any of them, then maybe a model. A movie star even.

Why is he so hung up on you?

The funny thing is, you’d tried vying him of his crush by telling him about hook-up after hook-up, boyfriend after boyfriend – treating him like a girlfriend you could gossip with.

But it’s almost like he takes it as a challenge – talking and helping you through your relationships, giving his input and advice – just like a real friend would… only… always implementing something… something condescending, something suggestive, something saying you ought to be with him instead – he’d never treat you like that, he’d never do you wrong, you’d be taking good care of with him.

You’d made the mistake of saying you were struggling with a class at university – just to make conversation – just to talk about something trivial. But of course, he’d seen it as an opportunity – quick to offer his help, saying he’d taken that class as an extracurricular – just for a bit of fun, he’d said, light reading material he’d done on the side of his internship.

You don’t know why it’s so hard to tell him no.

Suppose it’s the possibility of being wrong – the guilt of thinking he has impure intentions when he’s supposedly the purest person in the world.

But you should have trusted your instincts.

“Please, Izuku-” You’d immediately restored to begging. Who wouldn’t? He’s a two-meter-tall monster of a man – jacked with muscles fatter than a bear.

Your phone’s been missing since you came back from the bathroom – your lips wet with his unwanted kisses – your neck sore from having his fist wrapped around it when you tried stopping him.

You’d only managed to break free after biting – blood salty in your mouth. You nearly vomited, choking on a mix of bile and fear.

Fuck – your legs are so weak, you might just buckle from the dread alone – feeling like a bunny snagged on fox teeth.

“You used to take me when we’d play wrestle... you remember?”

The comment is pulled out of nowhere.

He stalks you, a fond look on his face as though the two of you were reminiscing good old times. As though his eyes weren’t a nocturnal green like foxfire on the fen. As though he wasn’t radiating black whip – ready to snare you.

“Think you can take me now?”

You had your hands raised apprehensively – but the hopelessness took its toll and made your entire body shake on the spot.

Your only hope was to talk him out of it. If only you could think past the fear and string a sentence together that wasn’t along the lines of “Please-”

But something about that look on his face told you he wouldn’t listen to reason anymore. Not manic, not like a person who’d finally snapped – but controlled – resolute – and playful even. Nothing like you’d ever seen. Nothing you could understand.

“What’s wrong, hm?” He smiles, head tipped in that charming way that used to make you want to pinch his cheek. Now it just makes you sick to look at – swallowing thickly as you tack another step back away from it. “I’ll go easy – so don’t worry… I know it's not exactly a fair fight anymore…”

Your better judgment failed you – fight-or-flight kicked in, and you made a break for it.

Budging into the couch on your way, it’s a messy scramble for the door – but you manage. Feeling feverish with dread and pumped full of adrenaline, you brush the cold handle with just your fingertips before something wraps around your midriff in a snug grip – pulling you back into the living room.

You’re lifted from the ground, kicking – now screaming – flailing in the air before you’re flipped on your back against the couch.

“Don’t be like that~” He murmurs. “Always so wishy-washy~” Voice in a low purr that makes you feel like coughing up your heart – squirming beneath him and his heavy hands as they paw your thighs – manhandling you like nothing you’d ever imagine him to do.

Raking his fingers through the dough before squeezing your ass greedily – kneading his fat crotch against the thin fabric protecting your sex.

“Complaining about all your weak-dicked boyfriends as if begging me to come fuck you myself – yet such a flighty little slut when it comes down to it.” He sneers, and blackwhip tightens some around your limbs. “Let me help you out.”

One hand tugs your underwear until it rips, whilst the other hand pulls up to grab your face – squeezing your cheeks to keep you still when forcing his kisses on you.

“After all… what are friends for?”

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yanluvr · 3 months

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yan!shigaraki would pathetically fist his cock to pictures and videos he took of you when he believes you didn’t notice him. he follows you to your job, hangouts with your friends, and basically everywhere you go whenever he can; and if he can’t he’ll just sent one of the league members to watch you and report back to him. when shigaraki is playing his dating sims, he imagines the game’s love interest who is complimenting him is you. he only watches pornos if the person is a dom and shares some of the same figures as you.

shigaraki fantasizes about you pulling his hair and calling him names while also praising him and holding him close. he wants your lips to steal his first kiss, your hands and mouth to give him bruises and mark him as yours, and he wants you to have your way with him as you take his virginity.

when shigaraki sneaks inside your bedroom through your suspiciously open window, he goes to still whatever things he thinks you won’t notice are missing until he comes across a piece of paper that was being spot lit by your desk lamp. he walked towards the paper that was written in red ink spelling ‘surprise’. then out of nowhere you jump up from your hiding spot to tackle him onto your bed and put on quirk canceling handcuffs on him (where did you even get those?? he wondered).

you glared down at shigaraki like he was a useless insect, he really shouldn’t be turned on by this, but he is. your nonchalant expression turned sadistic as you watched your pathetic stalker try to blubber out excuses.

“well well well, the infamous leader of the league of villains stealing my clothes like a pathetic stalker. this is too funny. i should just call my many hero friends to take your dirty ass away… but fortunately for you, i pity you. so here’s what’s gonna happen.”

you run your hand down shigaraki’s twitching belly, unzipped the front of his pants, and slipped your fingers into his pre stained boxed to stroke his semi-hard cock into full hardness, all while he was whimpering pitifully and jerking his hips up along the movements of your hand. you watch his face like a hawk, grinning as you watch his expression change to lovesick and pleasure-filled.

“i’m going to give you the best fuck of your life, and in exchange: you’ll take me out on a date. we have a deal, stalker?”

shigaraki let out a shaky breath as he could feel the edge almost reach him, he nod his head and tried to resist kissing you right then and there. “y-yes, i’ll do whatever you want- oh god! f-fuck me, fuck me please!” he pleaded as his hands gripped onto your bedsheets for dear life.

oh you were gonna have so much fun with him.

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dabislittlemouse · 4 months

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❝𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘿𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙔’𝙎 𝘽𝙄𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙁𝘼𝙉.❞

Dabi x Endeavor fan!Reader (+18)

SYNOPSIS : Dabi finds out that his beloved pretty girl is actually an Endeavor fan. Let’s just say, he doesn’t take it lightly~

WARNINGS ‼️: yandere!Dabi , stalking, smut, humiliation, noncon, unprotected sex, Dabi uses his quirk on you, bruises/marks/abuse

A/N: this fic is dedicated to @yanderenightmare , for the Secret Santa event. I hope you enjoy this, I’m a big fan of your work and I was more than thrilled to write this for you. ♡

MASTERLIST

Two months.

That’s for how long he had been around you. At first it was just small glimpses of him on the street, quite too often on your way home, but you didn’t think of it much. Or the times when he’d casually be in the same coffee shop every morning, his jacked zipped and hood covering his face, wearing sunglasses as he stared at you from across the corner. Though he would show his face only during the nights, the beauty he radiated left you breathless, the scars and staples that decorated his face had your eyes popping out of your sockets. He intimidated you, but you couldn’t deny that he was irresistibly handsome. The raven haired man who finally approached you one day and introduced himself as Dabi, he captivated you entirely.

He had set his azure eyes on you this entire time, stalking you on your way home, learning the time when you go to work and come back, your favorite shops and bars, and he would follow you and admire you from afar. Dabi was not a man who would let such distractions mess with his life, but you…

You were a beautiful distraction.

Some fun wouldn’t hurt, right? He knew his main goal, and you were by no means a threat to his plans. How could you? Pretty little thing walking down the street with no care in the world, not knowing the danger lurking nearby, the villain chasing after you. Dabi picked on all your habits, your favorite drinks or food, the people you met, and being good at gathering information and studying people he had already set his mind to make you his. Your charming personality felt like a cure to his dark soul, your beauty was a sight for sore eyes. He was not one to know what love feels like, and he sure as hell knew that he didn’t love you. All he needed was to possess you, the fucked up part of him wanting to have you and break you, make you miserable just the way he is, only to fix you again in any shape he wanted to.

But all he needed was time, time for you to trust him and let him in your life, and once you got to know his true self, he’d never let you go.

Though what he didn’t know was your true self either. Or mostly, what you’d do behind closed doors. Dabi knew your apartment, which floor you lived in, but he didn’t break in. Yet.

And in fact, there was no need to break in. Your little naive self invited him to your home for dinner, a small gratitude since the other day he beat up two guys down the street who were following after you.

“Thank you so much Dabi.. I honestly can’t even imagine what would happen if you weren’t here!” You trembled in his arms, hugging him tight. The two thugs were laying unconscious on the ground.

“Could never leave ya unprotected, dollface” Dabi patted your back, smirking at the way you clinged to him, to your saviour. Little did you know he was in fact, worse than those thugs. After you left, Dabi went back to the beaten up thugs, almost wanting to step on them.

“W-We did as you said! Now give us the reward!” one of them shouted.

“Silence.” Dabi said sternly. “You touched her more than I actually ordered you to. Did ya really think you’d take advantage of the situation huh?”

“What are you talking about?! I swear we didn’t-”

Their talking was interrupted by the scorching heat that melted off their skins, screams of agony and death echoing in the alleyways. Dabi nonchalantly walked past their corpses, leaving behind the wretched scent of burnt flesh, one he was now too familiar with.

And now here he was, in front of you door as your cheerful face appears, letting him in.

“Mm, smells nice in here” he says, walking in your dining room. “You really look good in that apron, like a pretty little housewife. Y’really did all this for me~?”

You blush at his comment, knowing that tonight you gave it your best to cook something delicious just for him.

“Well.. yeah..as a way to thank you, enjoy yourself!”

“Oh, I will enjoy myself alright..” he grins, looking at your figure from head to toe, licking his lips.

The dinner was on the table but your sight made him salivate more than the food itself. He had the urge to tear those clothes off your body and bend you over that dining table, fucking you from behind ruthlessly. The waiting game had him edged for long enough, and Dabi had run out of patience. In one way or another, you would end up with your legs spread for him tonight. Either if you wanted it or not.

As time passed by, you both finished eating, where Dabi praised your cooking skills, claiming he’d never eat something as delicious as your homemade meal. It made you feel giddy, his compliments always making you squeal in your seat.

“Y’have a nice home” Dabi says, wandering and looking around. “Real cozy and decent compared to the shithole I live in…”

“Glad you like it, I was in fact planning to uh..” you mumble shyly. “To have a sleepover tonight.. maybe watch a movie or two..”

A sly smirk formed on Dabi’s face, because both you and him knew where all of this would lead to. He’s been waiting for this moment in anticipation, not that he couldn’t take you by force. Though he enjoyed the chase more, when you finally go willingly to him.

“Sure thing doll, sounds fun” he says. “Which one of these is your room?”

“It’s the one at the end of the corridor, on the left!” you answer, fixing the table. “Please don’t mind the mess, haven’t had much time to clean my room today”

Funny you think I’d mind some mess, Dabi thinks to himself, remembering the kind of places he had to spend his days while he was on the run. The thought of entering your room, your personal and safe sanctuary, has him a bit excited. Would it be like one of those pink girly rooms full of plushies and cute stuff? For sure he’d love to fuck your brains out while you clinged to your plushie for dear life.

A few seconds passed and you heard nothing but silence. You thought Dabi would be throwing comments here and there once he entered your room.

Then you remembered.

As embarrassment crept up your face, you left the kitchen and headed to your room. Dabi was standing there, his eyes focused on that certain Endeavor poster you had put in your wall.

“Um..okay this is awkward” you scratched your neck, laughing nervously. You didn’t talk much of your interests or your idols to other people, preferring to keep them to yourself.

“Yeah that’s Endeavor, he’s actually my favorite hero, he is really strong and inspiring. I’m a big fan of his, sometimes I like buying his merch and stuff..”

Dabi remained quiet, not saying anything in return. His silence was making you worry. His eyes shifted towards an Endeavor plushie you kept near your bed. His hands were itching, he flexed his jaw and turned towards you. He had a dark look in his eyes, the smile on your face faded quickly and suddenly you felt scared. You’ve never seen him look this way, giving you such cold scary gaze.

“A fan huh?” Dabi chuckled darkly, but there was nothing funny about this situation. He felt nothing but anger, the moment he noticed those posters hanging in your walls, that heinous face, standing all mighty and proud, he saw red. Who would’ve thought, the only girl he actually had interest in, was his daddy’s biggest fan?

Dread settled in your gut as you looked back at him, you couldn’t recognise him at all. That Dabi who was always so flirty and kind to you, was nowhere to be seen.

“Is there something wrong? You’re acting weird..” you mumbled, backing away from him.

“Why are ya steppin’ back doll?” he says threateningly, coming closer to you. “C’mere, tell me more about this obsession of yours, like the big loyal fan you seem to be”

He puts his charred hand on the poster, activating his quirk and setting it ablaze.

“What are you doing?!” you gasp in shock, scared of the possibility that your room would end up in flames. Without thinking twice, you head quickly for the door, the situation clearly unsafe.

“You are not going anywhere.”

With a firm grip on your arm, Dabi forcefully pulled you back, throwing you to the ground. You let out a loud yelp in pain, while he went and locked your door.

“Stop it!! Dabi let m-”

Interrupting your whining, Dabi pulled you by your hair, making you face him. A psychotic sinister grin formed on his face, one that sent shivers down your spine, a grin that made you doubt he was even human.

“You fucking piece of trash..” he said through gritted teeth. “How low could you be, really? Endeavor?!”

By now tears were rolling down your cheeks, his sudden change of behaviour not only scared you to death, but also confused you.

“Dabi please- I don’t understand!!” you whined. “P-Please stop and let’s talk! I- I don’t-”

“Shut that filthy mouth of yours.” he spoke sternly, pulling your hair even harder and then throwing you to the bed. You had no time to crawl away from him, he was on top of you in mere seconds, overpowering you and suffocating you.

“Tell me, do you really think that precious hero of yours would even bother to come save you from someone like me right now? Let me tell you somethin’ funny doll…” he cackled, pulling your shirt and tearing it apart. Then his other hand tugged at your pants, the flames on his fingers burning them slowly. You screamed in terror as heat enveloped your body. Those azure flames of his were pretty, you’d always stare in awe as he lit up his cigarette. But right now that was not the case. They were terrifying, scorching hot, you thought he’d burn you alive. But Dabi controlled them just enough that only your clothes would burn, he had other plans in mind.

“A man like him would surely spit on your corpse if it benefited him the pedestal where he stands today.” Dabi whispered, his face inches away from yours. “Just like he’s always done. But you’re a naive little one aren’t cha? You believe anything the TV shows you right? Fuckin’ pathetic..”

As you stared back at him, eyes full of tears while trying to cover your naked body, Dabi had the strongest urge to hurt you. Real bad. Mostly for the fact that you, who Dabi considered his the moment he laid his eyes on you, was idolising the one person Dabi had sworn to take revenge on. The one person who Dabi dedicated the rest of his life, at the beginning to make him proud, and now to just shatter him completely. The same man who ruined his life, whose face was now printed on a poster hanging on your wall, who you apparently considered strong and inspiring, a true hero.

Dabi wanted to laugh. Dabi wanted to scream. He wanted to set this whole place ablaze with you in it, hear your screams of agony like every lowlife he’s killed so far.

“Y’know, it’s been a goal of mine to destroy him” Dabi says, pinning your hands, now your body bare for him to see. “But something that will feel good too is destroying his biggest fans, show them that their favorite hero won’t come save them when they’re in the hands of the villains. Show them what kind of people they idolise, show them how truly pathetic they are, right doll?”

You shake your head, now bursting into tears as he held you down, his body almost crushing you. The word ‘villain’ had you hyperventilating, shaking in fear.

Was Dabi a villain?

“P-please I’m sorry! I don’t know w-what is going on..let me go! Dabi stop!”

“Too late.”

As if your body weighted nothing, Dabi carried you and turned you around so you were laying on your stomach. With one hand he pushed your head further into the pillows, with the other he forcefully brought your hips up, bending you over and almost breaking your back. Your muffled whines and cries fed him even more with the desire to ruin you and hurt you. Heating up his hand, he gave your ass a harsh slap, making you flinch and move forward, screaming in pain.

“That’s gonna leave a nasty scar” he chuckled, looking at the reddened flesh, slowly bruising. “Y’see how his flames feel like, slut? You want more?” he gave your other asscheek a slap too, this time worse than the first one. Your cries and begging fell on deaf ears as he kept smacking your ass over and over again, the heat and pain on your lower back making you feel almost paralysed. With one final grab of your ass, he admired his work on you, but that wasn’t enough.

You were nearly having a panic attack, but Dabi couldn’t care less as he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants, letting out his now hardened cock, the tip leaking precum and begging to be stuffed on your tight pussy.

“Let’s see how long will it take for your favorite hero to show up hm?” he said, pulling you harshly by your hair and looking at your sobbing face. The look in his eyes was manic, his grin wide and terrifying, you saw nothing but a monster.

“Another soul ruined. Because of him people like me exist dollface. Never forget that.”

“D-Dabi no!!!”

Without any preparation at all, the tip of his cock pushed further between your folds, stretching you open and invading you from the inside. Your mouth fell open but no sound came out, the pain of the burning stretch left you breathless. He slammed his hips hard against you, burying himself to the brim and letting out a low groan.

“F-Fuuuck, so tight f’me” he whispered, leaning closer to your face to lick off the tears rolling down your cheek. “Tell me princess, you ever thought of that scum fucking ya like this hm? You probably have, touching yourself as you looked at his poster. His biggest fan yeah? Fucking disgusting!” Dabi laughed, looking at your reddened face as he humiliated you further.

“But now, you get his hellspawn instead. Ain’t that just wonderful?”

Setting up the pace, Dabi fucked you roughly, slamming his hips into you faster and harder, not leaving you any time to get used to his length at all. The unbearable pain had your legs shaking and your body falling down, unable to keep up with all of this. But he held you near himself, bending you over and keeping your hips in place, huffing and groaning in your ear like a wild hungry animal as he took everything from you. His hand would heat up from time to time, leaving bruises on your hips and back, painting your body with his marks and bites while his teeth sunk on your shoulders. Your choked whines and crying mixed with the creaking of the bed and his groans filled your room, and you wished for everything to end. For this suffering to end.

“Y’wanna hold on to this as I fuck this cunt into oblivion, little bitch?” he cackled, grabbing your Endeavor plushie and throwing it to your face. “Let the hero scum know how much you love villain cock filling you to the brim yeah?”

“P-please stop it! Dabi.. I-I beg you.. it hurtsss!”

“Nngh good- as it fucking should!” he moaned, his eyes almost crossed from how good your cunt felt wrapped around his cock, milking him dry. He fucked you deeply, the tip of his cock bruising your cervix and making your legs tremble. You could feel him twitching inside of you, a sign that he was close to cumming.

“Mmhm fuck- Y’know.. what would probably make the old man happy?” To continue the bloodline” he grinned. “We have the honour, dollface. M’gonna breed you real nice- fuck- and have some other brats running around, making his life hell. Amazing, yeah?”

You didn’t know what sick twisted things went through his mind, nor had you any idea what was even going on as he continued rambling while fucking you ruthlessly. You panicked at the thought of him coming inside of you, you tried your best to move away from him but no avail. Dabi kept you locked on his grasp, his hand wrapping around your neck while he reached his high, his movements now getting sloppy and his breathing heavier.

“N-not inside! Please, Dabi!” you whimpered.

“Shut up n’ take it, slut. F-fuck.. take it all!” With one final slam of his hips he came deep inside of you, painting your walls with his pearly white seed, filling you so much to the point it leaked out. You felt so full, so filthy and violated, so hurt.

A few seconds went by as Dabi sat there without moving, catching his breath while you tried to catch yours, still crying and sniffing. Your body ached terribly, but you sat there without moving or saying a word, making sure to not accidentally anger him further.

“One last thing.”

Dabi turned you around so you’re laying on your back, then taking his cock out and smearing it all over your tits, covering them with his cum. Then he handed you the Endeavor plushie.

“W-what are yo-”

“Shut up and hold it. This moment shall never be forgotten” he grinned, taking out his phone for a picture. There you were, laying down with your body all naked and bruised, tits smeared on villain cum while you held the hero plushie near yourself. His scarred hand reached to grab your neck, then he took the picture, humiliating you fruther.

“Very artistic, don’t cha think?” he chuckled, showing you the nasty picture of you he took. Your face heated up in embarrassment, tears forming in your eyes again.

“M’gonna keep it for myself, but who knows. Maybe I will make it public, show those hero fans that they will never be safe from the villains.”

And with that, Dabi stood up, dressed himself up and prepared to leave your room, leaving you there, ruined.

“I will be back. Make sure to search my name on the internet, you’ll find some interesting stuff~” he smiled menacingly.

“You’ll soon be my biggest fan.”

🏷️ tags: @scariusaquarius @holydayaria @bubblegumsblog @daniidil @arinexeisnotworking @cherryflavoredkisses @madsttx @syrenkitsune @cyberdazetragedy @dabislittlebeaniebaby

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i-cant-sing · 23 days

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To that one thought about the different monarchs YES TO ALL

Ahahaha im so glad so many people liked that idea (OG post here), so ive decided to work on it. So, lets set the story okay? (also btw do not @ me with historical inaccuracies and dates because i simply dont care about all of this that deeply). This AU will have multiple parts, where reader gets to travel through different time periods (and some of them will be real historic figures, others would be created by me).

Reader is a scientist, was working on her time machine (which is just a small box with time/year slots on it), and decides to travel to the past to solve some mysteries, or perhaps simply for the love of history.

So, where does reader travel to first?

1180. Landing right in the kingdom of Jerusalem. And who does she meet?

King Baldwin IV- the leper king.

Reader wanted to see how leprosy, a deadly disease at the time, had affected the king, who despite his conditions, still managed to possess great military strategies and IQ. And how even though his people knew about his outcome, still pledged their loyalty and unwavering support.

You, a scientist of the modern time ofc brought along futuristic gadgets with you. Knowing how youd look in your present era clothes, you wore a watch that allowed you to change into clothes of old times, to blend in easily. All of your gadgets were concealed easily because of their "invisibility cloak" feature.

You made your way towards the castle, making sure to not let awe be apparent in your face as you took in your surroundings, thinking of all the questions youd like to ask the wise king. Of course, you had to make sure you dont do anything to disturb the historic timeline, because then it just might lead to disastrous results.

Getting into the castle was easy, after all you had equipment to sneak you in undetected. You looked around as the servants rushed around, talking about making the arrangements perfect for the feast. You figured out that the feast was probably for another victory the king had gotten, which meant that everyone would be too busy to notice you snooping around.

With everyone engaged downstairs, you had your way up to the king's study, where you opened the door only to be met with a tall burly man standing there, looking surprised to see you.

"Who are you?" He barked, and you got the worst vibes from this man.

"Uh- Im a servant!" You said,backing up a little, just in case you needed to make a run. The man narrowed his eyes as he looked you up and down. "A servant? No servants are allowed in the king's study!"

"The king sent me here." You lied. "And why are you here if servants are not allowed?"

The man's eyes widened in rage before grabbing you by the neck. "Because Im not a servant, fool! I'm his brother in law!" He shook you hard. "And I dont think youre a servant, if you couldnt recognise me! I will have your head, spy!"

"GUY!" Someone yelled from behind you, making Guy look up as his grip around your neck loosened. "Let her go!"

"Your majesty, she's a spy-"

"She's a servant. I sent her up to retrieve my papers." Guy let you go, as you quickly turned around to see him- King Baldwin. You bowed to him as you gave him a glance, noticing his piercing gaze through his iron mask. His gaze shifted from you to Guy. "And what were you doing here, Guy?"

"I was looking for Sibylia, your majesty." He said.

"In my study? My sister is waiting for you downstairs. Go." Guy scrambled away with his tail tucked between his legs, while you watched as the king made his way into his study, leaving you outside.

You took a step back, about to leave-

"Well, come on in." He called you. You ponder over it for a second before walking in. Look, how many times can you meet a historical figure like him?

Baldwin was sitting in his chair, his eyes looking at you through his mask. "So, who are you and what were you doing here? And dont bother lying, unless you want to be tortured for attempted assassination on the king."

You bit your lip before sighing. "Im Y/n L/n." Clasping your hands together, you took a deep breath. "I came here because... I wanted to know about you."

He rested his chin on his palm. "Why? Do you not know about the king of Jerusalem? Where are you from?" He's not vain, but he knows that his numerous victories have made him popular over the years. So why do you not know of him? Or his brother in law, Guy, who is very vain.

"Im from nowhere. For as long as I can remember, Ive been travelling from place to another. Of course, Ive heard about you, but... I crave to know more." You said, partly telling the truth because you do want to know more about him.

His eyes remained on you, the same intense gaze. "And why should I allow you to know more? Do you mistake yourself to be worthy enough to even be in the presence of a king?"

Shit. He was trying to put you in the corner. You had to play this smart.

You smiled softly. "Of course not. Then again, none of us are worthy of anything God blesses us with." You paused, letting the words settle. "Your majesty, I only wish to know more about you because I like to write. I like to write about history, and when one day, God forbid, you succumb to your illness, wouldn't you like to be known for more than just your victories?" You'd read about how Baldwin IV was a fan of history and stories.

His eyes stared at you- no, through you. Unmoving, he replied. "Man shouldnt be so narcissistic to have someone write about his deeds."

You gave a nod. "Jesus wasnt a narcissist. Neither was Mary, nor Abraham. Muhammad wasnt a narcissist either, yet theyre mentioned in books- holy books, nonetheless."

The room fell silent for a few seconds, before he spoke. "True. But why should I have you write it, instead of using one of my scribes?"

"Precisely for the reason you just said." You raised your head a bit. "They'd write never ending praises for you, portray you as this omnipotent ruler, make you look like a narcissit even. I have a keen eye, your majesty. I like to look at what there is beyond the surface. If you let me be your scribe, I could write about details you dont even know. Id write about your strengths as well as weaknesses, for the generations to read and learn from you."

Baldwin remained still for a few moments before finally standing up, walking directly towards you until he was face to face. His blue eyes shining bright under his iron mask.

"I will let you write, under two conditions. First- I approve what gets to be in the book. And second... you spy for me."

"Wait, spy?"

He hummed. "Well, not a conventional spy. You wont have to leave this castle and penetrate enemy territories to eavesdrop. I still dont trust you enough. No- you- you will spy on my court. I want to know what is happening, when, where, and who says what." Under his mask, he raised a brow. "Do you accept?"

You pretended to hesitate, when in reality this was the exact situation you wanted to be in. "Hmm... yes. I accept."

"Good." He walks back towards his desk. "I expect that it goes without saying- complete discretion." You smiled. "Of course, your majesty."

Months passed by as you worked for the king. He let you in on details, allowed you to ask personal questions, and in return you kept an eye on everything that happened in court. Listening on to what the servants whispered to eavesdropping on "secret meetings" of the nobles- of course, headed by Guy. Oh how you loathed that vermin's guts. No- he had no guts. A spineless creature, who blatantly talked of the king's eventual demise and all the ways he'd make the kingdom flourish again, how he'd show "no mercy to Salauddin and his muslims". You have no idea how Sibylla was attracted to him- a man who plans her brother's demise openly.

As for the king, working with him- or for him, wasnt all bad. In fact, it was quite fun. The amount of stories, the secrets youve been able to discover- none of it could ever be found in any history book. Most of all, you respect Baldwin on a whole new level now.

His struggles, ever since he was kid- not being a legitmate ruler, his parents being forced to separate, then being diagnosed with leprosy but forced to keep it a secret, the competition with his other sibling to be the heir, and of course, even when he did become the king, he still had to prove his mettle- his worth that he's worthy of ruling even with his disease.

With his life expectancy being uncertain and a huge amount of responsibility being shovelled onto him, he had to learn a lot and master various skills in very short time.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown.

Y/n could only imagine how isolated he must feel. Not being able to touch anyone, to have a significant other, to constantly win battles and do everything in your power to help the kingdom flourish, just for him to not even be alive to enjoy the fruits of his efforts. And worse, he's forced to give it away to his brother in law, that useless piece of shit.

Its one thing that confuses you about Baldwin. You know how persistent he is, how when he sets his eyes on something, he does everything in power and BEYOND to achieve it. For example, when he was only a child and had started to lose the ability to use his hands, he quickly learned to use his thighs to steer his horse. He did not let his disease hold him back, so how does a person as motivated as him simply allow his kingdom to be left in the hands of someone as incapable as Guy?

Then again, you suppose he's doing it for the sake of his sister. Baldwin adores Sibylla, and you could see why. Sibylla was his older sister, she took care of him, and she was forced to marry early because the court would only allow Baldwin to be king IF she were married, so that when Baldwin dies of leprosy, her husband could take care of the kingdom. Baldwin views it as the ultimate sacrifice, so even though he has tried to separate his sister from Guy, she has refused because she's in love with him.

God knows how. You wondered. Guy does not have any redeeming qualities, then again youre thinking like a 21st century woman. Woman of this time had the bar for men set below the deepest level in hell.

"So, what do you have for me today?" Baldwin asked you, snapping you out of your thoughts. You sighed, shaking your head. "Nothing new, really. Your brother in law, pardon my language your majesty, has been spewing shit about how he'll make the kingdom great again when you die. But when those nobles ask him how, he either has no answer and tries to cover it up by saying its a secret, or he'd say something so ridiculous- his ideas are bound to not only fail, but actually destroy the kingdom even more. I am surprised he doesnt give himself a headache by his own voice. God knows i get one whenever he opens his mouth." You complained, rubbing your temples making the king chuckle. Baldwin seemed to enjoy how informally you spoke.

"Guy is... something else. I apologise on his behalf." You could sense him smiling under his mask. You gave a small smile, but truthfully, your head was actually hurting a lot. You could only hope this was not a migraine developing.

"Would you like tea? Or wine?" He asked as he called in a servant. "Just water for me, thank you." You said, closing your eyes for a few moments as the sharp ache in your head increased.

Baldwin's eyes remained on you, a calculated gaze. "Are you alright? Should I call in the physician?" You shook your head. As if you could trust physicians of this time. "No, I'll be fine after I sleep." You have some medical potions with you that could heal your basic diseases and pains. A gift of modern medicine. But you'll have to use it discreetly, lest someone from this era discovers it and calls you a witch.

The servant soon brought in a chalice filled with water for you and you immediately took a sip of the cool water. Baldwin stood up as he walked over to the window, looking out into the dark night.

"Can I ask you something personal?" You asked. He hummed. You stared at his back, the white cloak he was dressed in. "Do you think if you never had this disease, would you still be a great king? A king who is so motivated to make his kingdom as successful as he can before his time is up?"

He looked back at you, and for a second you wondered if you had slighted him. But these past few months, you've learned to read his body language, despite how hard he conceals both himself and his thoughts.

"No." He said, turning back to the window. "I probably would've been a spoiled brat, I don't think I would've even been chosen to be king. I would've lost it to my half brothers." He tilted his head as he looked at a particular star in the sky. "I suppose my disease is a blessing. God blessed me with it to humble me. Had He not, I probably wouldn't be religious."

"And is that how you see your suffering? A blessing from God?" You asked as you pulled out the medical vial from your cloak and poured it in your chalice. Your headache had started to pulsate now and you needed this.

"I do. I have to serve my people, and my suffering has brought me closer to them and to God. And even with my disease, I was made a king. Isn't that divine intervention? My purpose on earth?" He said almost monotonously, as if he's had this conversation a thousand times.

You took sip of your medicated water, headache immeadiately reducing in intensity. "So... if you had the chance, would you still be the leper king? Or would you be healthy but... not a king? Just a man who gets to experience life like the rest of us, eat normal food, play with others, walk without having to wear a mask, or even fall in love?"

He remained silent, but his shoulders dropped ever so slightly. Tired? Or defeated?

"I prefer not to think about things I have no control over, Y/n." He finally turned around and his blue eyes looked at yours, though this time, there was something else swirling in them. "Finish your water and head to bed. I don't think you're well enough to tell me a story tonight." You smiled gratefully. Over these past few months, the king had enjoyed the modern world stories you told him. Some were literature classics, like Romeo and Juliet, others were straight up fanfic plots with details missing because he wouldn't have understood them anyways.

You were about to pick up your chalice when suddenly Baldwin fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty!" You rushed over to him, watching him tremble on the ground as he struggled to breathe. You dropped to your knees and attempted to remove his mask, only for him swat your hand away.

"No! You'll get it too!" He said, his eyes screwing shut in pain. He was worried about you contracting leprosy.

"Just- trust me." You pursed your lips as you moved his hand away and removed his mask, before removing the white veil underneath it, which was there to prevent his peeling skin and sores from sticking to the iron mask.

You didn't gasp when you saw his disfigured face. No, you'd seen it already when they constructed his face using modern technology. You touched his forehead with your palm, noticing how warm it was. This was one of his leprosy fevers, it was serious and quiet painful. But you already know he doesn't die until 1185 and it's still 1180.

"I'll go fetch the physician-"

"No!" Baldwin yelled, struggling to breathe. "No- just-" He suddenly whimpered as pain shot through every fiber of his body, making him dig his heels into the ground. Your heart wrenched at the sight.

"Its- too- hot- i-" you looked around before grabbing your chalice and bringing it to his lips, holding his head in your lap, you helped him drink the water. He drank it all, his forehead now covered in sweat and his face still contorted in pain. You held his hand and squeezed it.

"Its okay, Baldwin. I'm here. I'm right here." You whispered, his head resting in your lap as you gently wiped his forehead with your sleeve.

Baldwin stared up into your worried eyes, and that was the last thing he saw before he passed out.

Baldwin woke upto screaming. Opening his eyes, his blurred vision slowly cleared upto watch you and Guy screaming at each other, the latter had his hand clawed into your hair.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOURE TALKING TO, YOU WENCH?!" Guy yelled as he shook you harshly.

"A SPINLESS BEING NOT WORTHY OF BEING CALLED A MAN!" You spat back, eyes red with rage.

Guy's eyes widened at the insult before he raised his hand to strike you, but was stopped by Baldwin.

"Guy! Let her go!" Both of your heads snapped towards the king.

"Y-your Majesty?" Guy couldn't believe his eyes. He survived?

"I said- let. Her. Go!" Baldwin commanded as he stood up and walked over to them, making Guy immeadiately let you go and bow to him. Baldwin's eyes landed on you, and you gave him a small bow.

"Leave." Baldwin commanded, eyes fixed on you.

Guy looked up from his his bowing position. "Your Majesty, I'm so glad you're well-"

"I said, LEAVE!" Baldwin's voice boomed, his eyes never leaving yours. Guy scrambled put of the room quickly, and you started to leave as well, but Baldwin grabbed your wrist.

"Not you." He said, those blue eyes piercing into you. "I- how long was I out?"

"2 weeks." You replied.

Baldwin let out small gasp as he let go of your hand and slowly walked towards the mirror in his room. It was quiet for a minute.

"What... happened?" He asked, looking at his reflection.

"Well, after you fainted, I called in the physicians and they took you to your chambers. They had prepared some medication but were hesitant to apply it on you, fearing they'd contract your disease. So, I convinced them to let me do it since I had already touched you. When I was done, your sister, princess Sibylla and Guy came. Guy asked the physicians when you would be dying, and the physicians said a few days and that this time- you may not wake up from your fever. While your sister broke down, and honestly I'm not trying to create problems for you guys, but you could ask anyone and they'd tell you just how much Guy beamed at the news. Anyways, they both left soon after that. Things were quite for a week, with the physicians coming in to give me the medication to apply on you. Then-" you paused trying not to show your frustration in your voice. "In the second week, Guy started fussing around and throwing tantrums since you didn't die yet. I mean, I was in your room but I could still hear him yelling at the physicians outside about how his coronation was being delayed because you were still here. It pissed me off, but you know me- I'm not one to get into family matters. So I didn't do anything. Then today-! Ugh, he came in while I was in your bathroom and I saw him grabbing a pillow and bringing it near your face. He stopped when I chucked your bible at him- so sorry about that but it was nearest thing next to me- and I just asked what he was doing. And do you know what he said? He had the nerve- THE NERVE to say 'I'm just trying to end his suffering, in fact you should do it. I can't risk contracting leprosy, I'm the future king!' And then I chucked your golden cross at him- again very sorry for that. And then we got into an argument and well- that's what you woke up to."

It was quiet again. You looked at Baldwin staring at his reflection, and for a moment, you thought he wasn't listening to you.

Baldwin nodded. "Okay. Thank you, Y/n. You may go to your room now. I will send in some physicians to check if you've contracted leprosy."

You frowned. "I havent-" but you stopped. How were you supposed to explain to him that you're "vaccinated".

In the mirror, his eyes shifted to you. "I know, but I'd like to know for sure. For my peace of mind."

You nodded. "Look, I'll go apologise to Guy right now-"

"No. There's no need. I'll talk to him myself. You've done enough. Please go to your room and wait for me." Baldwin gave you a small smile and watched you leave.

Moments later, he had a guard fetch the head physician in, who confirmed your story.

"Its true, your Majesty. Y/n risked her life to be with you for the past 2 weeks. She didn't leave the room and would apply medication on you herself, changed your clothes, wiped your sweat and even fed you some soup herself. She seemed very determined- almost as if she knew you'd recover. I'm ashamed to admit that I... I did not think you would." The physician even confirmed all the shit Guy had been doing, but Baldwin didn't need anyone's testimony to know that Guy was planning his downfall- and celebrating it. He wasn't surprised by that.

He was surprised by 2 things:

1. You hadn't contracted leprosy.

2. He was recovering from his disease.

"Its true. As you'd asked, I had done a check up on Y/n and I did not find any signs of leprosy... or any disease. She's as fit as can be!" The physician said in awe.

Baldwin smiled at that, looking at the mirror again. His own skin had begun healing. Many of his sores had already disappeared, and his complexion was returning to normal. And physical appearance was one thing, but Baldwin could even feel himself healthy on the inside. That constant ache in his bones was gone, the fatigue was gone, the suffering was gone.

But how? How could it just go away like that?

It's been 2 days since he woke up, and his health only seems to be improving at an exponential rate. And he's still trying to figure out how he got well out of nowhere. Closing his eyes, he tried to recall the events of that night.

All he remembers is falling down, fever enveloping his body so quickly, he felt like he was burning up, and then you were there and you helped him drink-

Baldwin eyes snapped open. It made sense.

He called in the guard and had him fetch his senior council members in his court room.

"I have 2 surprises for you." Baldwin said as he sat on his throne, looking over the members (Sibylla and Guy were also present), all staring and perhaps gawking at how well he looked now. "My disease is cured. I no longer suffer from leprosy." The court immeadiately fell into whispers and mutterings before going silent when he raised a hand. "I know it sounds impossible, but as you can all see, my health has not only improved but in fact I have become stronger. My body is no longer ridden with sores and boils. I no longer wear a mask, neither do I require assistance in walking. In fact, I am even able to use both of my hands to not only use a sword but also-" He pulled out a dagger and aimed it an apple he threw in the air, piercing right through it. "- I am no longer blind in one eye."

The court erupted in cheer, congratulating the king and praising God for saving Baldwin and the kingdom. From his throne, he could see Sibylla clapping in joy and wiping tears from her eyes as she smiled at him, while Guy looked at him in shock.

"Your majesty! What's the other surprise?" One of the members asked.

Baldwin smiled as he stood up.

"I have found a wife. She's the one who healed me."

He looked at the court that had once again erupted into cheer.

"Jerusalem has a new Queen."

"What do you mean I can't leave?" You asked the guard who was stationed outside your door.

"Ma'am, as I said before, the king has asked you to wait for him and ordered us to not let you leave until he comes." He said before closing the door again.

You scoffed. Can't leave? Why the hell not?

It's probably because I insulted Guy. He wants to punish me because of that. Will he throw me in the dungeons? Or will he just have my head chopped off?

You pulled out your time machine, the small box in your hands.

Well, I'm not sticking around to find out. Time to leave-

Just then, you heard the door open, making you hide the machine again. Is he finally here?

"Princess Sibylla." You bowed.

She chuckled, grabbing your shoulders. "Now, now. There's no need for that. In fact, I have to be the one bowing to you now." She said before kissing your cheeks. She's always been very humble and kind, and over the past few months, you've developed a good friendship with her.

You gave her a quizzical look. "What do you mean?" She laughed again. "Oh come on. You don't have to hide it anymore. Tell me, how did you persuade Baldwin to marry?"

"The king is getting married? To who?"

Sibylla raised a brow at you. "To-"

"Sibylla." A voice cut her off.

Baldwin was standing at your door. You bowed quickly, he looked at you before shaking his head at his sister.

"Will you leave? I have to talk to Y/n."

Sibylla nodded as she walked towards the door, but not before giving him a hug and congratulating him.

You two were alone now.

Baldwin had his hands clasped behind him as he walked closer to you.

"How are you feeling?" You asked him, eyes shifting to his hands. Is he holding a knife? To punish you for insulting Guy?

"I'm well, all thanks to you." He replied.

"Huh?" You looked at him confused, but your mind was still occupied with his hands. What is he hiding?

I need to delay this and find an escape route to use my time machine. You thought.

"Um- I uh- I heard you're getting married." You gulped, eyes still fixed on his hands, trying to anticipate any sudden movements.

"I am."

"Oh um, congratulations."

"Thank you." Baldwin said, tilting his head slightly at your wide eyes fixed on his hidden hands.

Cute.

"Y/n." He called out to you.

"Look, if you- if you're still mad at me about what I said to Guy, I apologise. But- but just so you know, I- I DONT THINKS ITS GOOD OMEN TO MURDER ME BEFORE YOU GET MARRIED!"

"Y/n."

"I WILL HAUNT YOU-! IM SORRY BUT I WILL AND I WILL HAUNT YOUR WIFE AND YOUR KIDS-"

"Y/n!" You looked at him as he stared at you with amusement. "You're being ridiculous."

"Huh?"

With one hand, he cupped your cheek as he brought himself closer.

"Why would I kill my soon-to-be wife?"

What? Wait-

"What?!" You shrieked backing away. "What kind of joke is that?!"

Baldwin looked insulted. "I wouldn't joke about this. You're very important to me."

"No- I- what?!"

He sighed as he sat on your bed. "Well, it makes sense, doesn't it? You saved me from an incurable disease, clearly you're the Chosen One, sent to me by God, and now I'll marry you."

You looked at him perplexed. "What are you talking about?! Saved you? All I did was help you drink water, apply your medication and-" you paused.

Helped him drink water... from my chalice... the one with... the medicinal vial.

"No." You covered your mouth in shock. What have I done?! This would change history completely! Shit. Shit. shit shit shit-

"Yes. You dont have to be so worried. The council is actually quiet happy that Im marrying someone, and they agree that there is no better match than the woman who saved my life-"

"I did not save your life!"

"Of course, you did. You gave your chalice-" "How is that even possible?! It only had water!" "Water that touched your lips first. Of course, it mustve been your essence, your saliva that healed me-" "Ew, no. Do you even yourself?! This is all unbelievable!"

Baldwin furrowed his brows slightly. "Its... not. I mean, look at you. You spent weeks taking care of me, you touched me, and yet did not even show signs of any illness, let alone leprosy! Of course, youre the chosen one!"

"I am not the chosen one!" You yelled as you pulled at your hair frustratedly. How could you fuck up so bad? If Baldwin really is cured, then history will be changed- and it will have disastrous impacts on future-

Baldwin pulled your hands away from your hair, tutting at you. "Dont do that. Youre the Queen, you cant hurt yourself."

"I am not the Queen."

He nodded. "Yet. But you are a princess now." Baldwin said as he pulled out the box hed been hiding behind his back all this time. Before you could even react, he'd already pulled out the big gold ring with a sapphire that had tiny diamonds around it and he slipped the ring onto your finger. You gawked at the ring making him chuckle.

Baldwin bent down to kiss your forehead sweetly before tapping your cheek admonishingly.

"Now, no hurting yourself princess. I want my queen in perfect health." Your cheeks reddened at how close he was, making him laugh even more as he pecked your forehead again and turned to leave.

You couldn't even say anything, he'd left you speechless. He looked back once, a lazy smile on his face.

"I should leave you to rest now, before Sibylla returns and starts pestering you with wedding preparations. She told me that shed been looking forward to this day for a very long time."

so this is part 1. thoughts????

PART 2 here!

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lazywriters-blog · 3 months

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Thinking about Bakugo and his darling in a zombie apocalypse who adopt Eri and have to take care of her till the situation boils down but it doesn't, the three of you end up feeling like family and survivors even mistake Eri as your daughter, Bakugo will be thriving lol. It's some emotional bonding time baby.

#yandere imagines #yandere #yan yan #yandere bakugou #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere katsuki x reader #yandere bnha x y/n #yandere mha x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere boku no hero academia #boku no hero imagines #its so cute

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apollodarling-writes · 1 year

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hello!! how have u been?? if its ok may i request yan shoto todoroki headcanons please 💖 (also can you make a masterlist if its ok? tyyy)

EDIT: OH MY GOD I TOTALLY FORGOT TO ANSWER THE FIRST HALF OF THE ASK. IM SO DISGRACEFUL. IM OKAY AND I HOPE YALL ARE AS WELL!!!!!

YAN TODOROKI SHOTO HCs

cw: stalking/implied stalking, bribing of public officials, use of hush money, panty/underwear sniffing, forced isolation, manipulation, indirect murder,

todoroki shoto grew up in a harsh environment and i feel like that would be why he would become a yandere.

todoroki would be yandere for someone who is kind and caring, and wouldn’t ogle his burn scar or maybe they even find it’s pretty.

when todoroki is yandere, it’s subtle. he doesn’t show his emotions through facial expressions, and his body language is hard to read, so you likely wouldn’t know until it’s too late.

todoroki isn’t the type of yandere to remove you from society unless you’re a danger to yourseld or you’re IN danger.

todoroki would (with his father’s card) pay someone to bug your phone so that he has access to all of your activity and location at all times. he’s never far from you.

todoroki also would pay someone to keep watch over you so that you’re always safe.

if todoroki feels like you aren’t paying enough attention to him, he’s much like Yan!Deku where he subtly isolates you from the sidelines by spreading rumours and manipulating you.

todoroki is breaking his back to become a hero, so he won’t murder anyone with his own hands, but he will pay someone else to do it.

if anyone finds out what hes doing, he’ll either have someone kill them, or will use hush money to keep it under wraps.

todoroki is a closeted pervert, so he will sneak into your house and steal your underwear/panties to help him get off to the thought of you/smell and will return them once the scent is gone in a place that you frequently lose things or somewhere you (believably) misplaced it.

shoto as a yandere, if you can overlook the immoral behavior and the murder, is actually kinda sweet.

he’ll learn to cook for you and make you nice dinners

he’ll spoil you with his father’s money- without your knowledge of course- and you’ll find them in your room when you get home.

todoroki isn’t entirely delusional, so he knows that once you find out, you’ll be devastated and he’ll lose your trust, so he’ll do everything in his power to make sure you don’t find out.

todoroki loves you very, very much and would go to any length to make sure you’re safe and happy- except for leaving you alone.

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yandere-kokeshi · 2 years

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Yandere Keigo Takami / Hawks Headcanons

Warnings: Cussing, mention of cheating/murdering/going through private information, stalking actions/mentions, black mail mention/action, drugging mention.

Authors Note: I do not own this character! I also wanna say there may be spelling mistakes. Did not check for it.

Hawks, my beloved, you are my husband ‼️

As he is the No.2 Hero, he tends to have a lot of potential; getting away with a lot of things with his flirty and charming ways. When he sees someone he likes, wants to start a conversation with, or sleep with: he uses his words, bending them like candy and usually succeeding.

There are two (2) ways to get his attention, one being ‘the fuck off’ type: The one who bluntly has no interest in him, not falling for his charming ways and denying the suggestion to go out for dinner. Or, you being a ‘sweet angel’. Someone who owns a book or flower shop; one that smells like heaven. These two would make him attracted, and right when you notice; it’s already too late.

Keigo is smart, silent, and brawny. He uses these to his potential to stalk you at night, like a predator ready to pounce on their prey any minute. He tries to learn about everything about you: hacking into your work files, social media accounts, bank account, electronics, and learning about anything from what you dislike, to how your night routine goes and what you do right when you wake up.

Keigo doesn’t really care about other people other than you, and this goes along the list of your family, friends, and close relatives. He would black mail them, threatening to tell them to leave you alone, or else.

He loves to show himself off to you, proving that he can be worthy of protecting, providing, and loving you in ways your other partner couldn't. In addition to your partner (if you have one), Keigo will find ways to sabotage your relationship: showing pictures of them cheating, being villiness, or doing something behind your back other than cheating. Of course, Keigo is there, rubbing your back and telling you ‘it’s okay, I got you Angel. I’m the only one you need.’

Hawks would try to manipulate you into a relationship with him rather than kidnapping. He would try to use his words to keep you in the house, make you quit your job, and become a working-from home-person, explaining that it’s dangerous for you to work outside and he’s the only one who can protect you. You wouldn’t even know you were being manipulated into a relationship till it’s too late. Though, if you're smart and see right through him, trying to break off the ‘friendship’ you two have; he snaps and kidnaps you the night you tell him to leave you alone.

Keigo’s yandere tendencies are protective, (semi-)delusional, manipulative, and obsessive. Once you wake up from him kidnapping you, he explains that he did this for you and to ‘protect you’. Once he’s over, he gently smiles and serves you food, specifically your favorite. The room is covered with things you like, including your preferred perfume (if you use any), books/a TV, and a camera in the corner of the room that is very well hidden.

He’s very affectionate. Keigo tends to manipulate you into cuddling with him, expressing he’s very touch-starved and he would love to be held by the love of his life. He loves putting his hands on you anywhere: Thighs, your ass, shoulders, or kissing you so much that you’ll have to push him away at some point. He loves laying on you, either on your thighs, stomach or chest. While you guys hug, he tends to wrap his wings around you both, protecting you in some-way. He also loves resting his head on her neck, breathing in your scent and gently biting it, blowing raspberries from time to time.

He loves spoiling you. Buying literally anything you love, if you want a new blanket? Sure, he’d buy it and make sure it’s not scratchy and make sure it’s the best to his advances; only the best for his mate. Want a phone? It depends, but sure! Sadly he will have a time limit on it, allowing him to look through what you’ve been doing. Want to go outside for a special occasion? Fine… But he has to hold you and if he sees you talking to anyone, especially a man? We’re leaving.

He’s very paranoid, whether that’s his bird traits or him as your ‘partner’, he tends to go the extra mile with you: baby proofing the entire house, leaving his feathers everywhere, locking and securing the windows. The front door can only be opened as it has finger lock on it, along with three (3) locks. This also includes that there are no doors in the house, other than the bathroom door for privacy, there are no doors; he explained in great detail that it was ‘for his wings’.

If you somehow do escape: passing through the 24/7 on security cameras, alarm warnings, and picking the locks; you only have a few minutes to fully escape, hide, and pretend to be someone else. The moment he finds you, he isn’t nice anymore.

The punishments range from how far you ran, how long you hid, and how much damage you did to the house while escaping. The lightest punishment he would do is chain you back up, along with a house-arrest ankle bracelet so he can check your location better. The harshest one will be him guilt-tripping you to the max: crying and yelling that all he wants to do is protect you, yet, you don’t listen. He will even cause himself harm to make you feel bad. He will even bring his childhood into the fights you two have, saying the way he acts is the only way he ‘knows’ because he needs you, and only you.

Now, if you decide to do the normal ‘physical or verbal’ trying; he’d be more so… Scary. If you decide to kick, punch, or spit: He’d grab you harshly, grabbing the back of your neck as his other hand grips your chin, forcing you to look directly into his eyes; forming a stern bond. “Now what did I tell you if you act up again? Please don’t make me force you to swallow those pills again. Please just love me, I love you so much hon.”

Now, if you decide to use verbal abuse, he’d gently caress your cheek, looking you into your eyes as his turn a darker but cool gold: “please don’t hurt me dove, it quite pains me. I’ve been through enough hell already, please don’t do it.”

Soon, you’d start to fall for him just as much as he did for you. Both of you are on the way to be married, just like the way it should be.

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