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novasdarling · 2 years

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Pairing: tamaki x reader x mirio

TW: Kidnapping, Stalking, Noncon, Smut, Oral, Sex, Female Reader.

It was both adorable and embarrassing watching Tamaki trying to work himself up to talk to you. He had been muttering for what felt like hours, talking about how he was going to go up to you in the library and talk to you. Make some small talk, perhaps even ask you out. Yet, every time he got up to go, he only sat right back down. At first, it was entertaining to Mirio how shy his friend was, but after a while. It began to get rather sad.

“Just ask her. Or at least go and say hi. Even ask her what she’s reading.”

Mirio just wanted to see his friend actually do something. To stop pining from afar. Plus, he’s sure he’s caught the girl admiring Tamaki from afar as well. Two little love birds too scared to talk to each other. It would be adorable to see them together. Not to mention you were rather pretty and Mirio wouldn't mind having a pretty face to look at more often.

“W-what, what if she doesn’t want to t-talk to me?” Mirio laughed at that. It was always like this. He would watch his friend talk about you, stare at you, and then get up and sit back down instead of actually doing what he wanted. Cute, but sad.

Eventually, you left, leaving Mirio with Tamaki complaining stating he was just about to go talk to you. The blonde knew he was lying, it was always like this. But he was used to this until he wasn’t. It all just got so heartbreaking, watching his friend struggle. Years went by and eventually, you went your own way. Since you weren’t in the hero class, you went into a civilian career. While they went on to be heroes. Gained rank as time went on. Though both of them would catch glimpses and run-ins with you every so often. Mirio greeted you, while Tamaki would just blush and stare down. Still having a crush on you. Poor boy, to want someone so badly for so long, yet unable to even talk to them. Mirio assumed Tamaki was going to get over his crush eventually, but he was very wrong. One night Tamaki was crying and complaining to the blonde about you. How badly he wanted to be with you. To even get one chance to take you out. He tried to tell him that he could try a simple hello first, they knew you worked in a café near their agency. They could have a “run-in” again. The poor shy guy's eyes basically lit up at the idea of seeing you. Though, the blonde made a point that he could perhaps learn a bit more about you. Tamaki only had a bit of information on you, mainly from your school days. It was stated to him that it would be best to learn some more. Your favourite flowers, candy, anything he could use to greet you with and ask you out.

“I’m sure there’s more you can learn about her. To make sure she’s sure to say yes and have fun on a date.” Tamaki looked at the blonde confused. “I stop by the café a lot. Hang out a bit around the area. She stops by a corner store a lot on her way home.”

Tamaki was shocked that he knew anything about you. Mirio never showed much of an interest in you. Only supporting him in his little crush. The blonde broke down his plan for his friend. They should take a shift patrolling in that area one day and make sure you get home safe. Also, see if they can learn anything about your likes. Mirio explained it as if they were researching for a mission, not stalking an innocent civilian.

It wasn’t hard getting those shifts. Late patrols were usually unwanted, given to the new hires. The agency was happy to give them away to some of their best heroes. Letting the boys watch you from afar. Taking in as much as they could. You seemed to always grab the same drink from the shop, sometimes grabbing a snack. Tamaki was taking it all in, trying to remember everything he saw. Mirio was taking in the information as well. He hadn’t realized what all of this was doing to him. He simply thought he was getting data for a friend, but it was something else. Soon the blonde watched you without his friend, alone when Tamaki was busy. He hated to admit it, but it wasn’t just an interest or a friendly act anymore. No, it was something more now. He was understanding how his friend was so interested in you. You were cute, sweet and kind, It drove him mad, watching you help others when needed. It was odd how much you were like Tamaki. Both so caring and loving. Friendly with customers, always smiling at them. Everything he thought he would always want in a partner. This wasn’t good, or was it? The Tamaki wouldn’t know what to do with a girl like you. He could always show him. Show him how a girl like you deserves a proper date. The kind of flowers and gifts you should get. Oh, and how to make love to you. Tamaki would be useless with having your body in his hands. You would go to waste unless Mirio helped. These thoughts began to torment him, it wasn't right to want you. To want his friend's girls, but here he was fisting his cock late at night watching you undress in your apartment.

As much as Mirio wanted to bring this up to Tamaki, ask him to share. Tell him how he can show him how to do everything right with you. How to treat you right. That Tamaki needed his help. It just would never leave his lips properly. There was no way he would let you slip by. Let you solely be enjoyed by another. Mirio needed to talk to his friend. The next time they saw each other, he decided he would bring it up. It wasn’t long until then. Working another late shift, watching you get home. They were covered by the darkness, hiding on top of buildings and in alleys to avoid being seen. It was when you were in your usual shop that Mirio decided to bring it up.

“You have good taste. She’s very cute.” Tamaki nodded, agreeing how beautiful you were.

“This would be your first relationship, right?" Tamaki nodded. "You probably don’t know what to do.”

“Yeah, I-I-I can learn.” Poor Tamaki sounded scared and now worried.

“Of course. You know the best way to learn is, well to be taught. To watch.” Mirio slung his arm around his friend, hoping to convince him. Hoping he would get the hint of what he needed.

“Like movies?” He sounded sceptical, he knew that’s not what the blonde meant.

“I was thinking more of hands-on instructions. Movies only show so much.” Mirio flashed a friendly smile. “I could help you. Show you what a girlfriend needs. What wows a girl like her.”

Even though they were best friends, it didn’t stop the blonde from using his charm. Using poor Tamaki’s insecurities against him. Pushing to let him in, to let him be a part of this imaginary relationship with the promise he’ll teach him everything.

“Let me help you. If you let me have her as well, I promise I’ll be able to get her. Get her back to yours.”

His voice had gone low, it wasn’t his usually cheery words falling from his lips. His smile had fallen, a serious expression taking its place. The blonde’s intentions were darker, Tamaki knew it, but the idea of actually having you with him, even if he had to share. Even if it was most likely through improper and cruel means. There was no way you'd agree to be shared. The only way they'd have you was through a way that wasn't traditional, that was heroic. He couldn’t say no. Agreeing put Mirios smile back on his face. Telling his friend that the girl of his dreams will be waiting at his apartment tomorrow after work. No more questions or queries were spoken. They simply continued their watch and ended their shift. Both heading to their own homes.

Mirio had taken the next day off, stating he had a bad fever and cold. That he’d probably be gone for a few days. Tamaki knew of this before he got to the office since the blonde texted him earlier. While the shy hero was working, protecting the community. The blonde was doing no such thing. Rather, he was playing the role of a villain that day and most likely would be for a while after. It was rather simple, all he needed to do was take you early in the morning. While you slept, hoping the pills he crushed and put in your mouth would work. It was still dark out, he used that to cover his actions. You were in his arms, bridal style. You looked so at peace in his arms. It was difficult to look away from your face. So angelic while you slept in his arms. Finding it hard to pull his eyes away. Letting no one see him as he carried you back to Tamaki’s. To anyone who would happen to see him, he simply looked like a loving boyfriend taking his exhausted partner home. Tearing his eyes off his surroundings every so often to check your face. Watching how tranquil you looked as you slept. You were perfect for him, for them.

Hours had gone by and Tamaki was finally done with work. Rushing home as he received a text an hour earlier from Mirio. Stating that he was waiting at his with a surprise. Apart of him knew what he meant, but the other parts were certain Mirio wouldn't do it. Heading home confused, curious to see what the blonde was up to.

Placing his key in the lock, Tamaki wasn’t sure what he was going to be met with. But as he opened the door and walked in, he was sure it wasn’t going to be this. That this surprise Mirio was talking about wasn’t going to be you. Bound, gagged, and naked in his bed. At first, the idea of it being wrong didn’t even cross his mind. No, he was too busy admiring your struggling body laying there. The way the rope was slightly digging into your skin, quashing some of the fat. Your hair was spread out on his pillow, some stuck to your wet face. The tears you had cried created a glue for them. Keeping them in place as you tried to move around. A goddess was laying in his bed. Your moves were slow and limited. Mirio didn’t leave much room for you to move when he tied you and the drugs slowly wearing off didn’t help your struggle either. Your arms were bound behind your back, while your legs were tied very loosely to the bedposts at the end of the bed. The blonde was utilizing the fact the drugs were still in your system. Also wanting your legs more free, able to be positioned easily to get in-between.

“Happy?” Mirio’s turned towards his blushing friend. “Got you a little something.”

“I-uh-” He couldn't hide the blush on his face, taking over his whole face. “What-what d-did you d-do.”

“Finally took the step to help you get what you’ve been wanting for years.” Mirio was making his way toward Tamaki.

All Tamaki could do was stare at you, seeing how your eyes were pleading for him to help. Transfixed with you. Unable to push against his friend's actions, letting the blonde lead him to the bed by your side. Your eyes followed them, watching how they moved closer to you. Mirio pushed his friend closer. Trying to get him comfortable with you. Taking his hand, the blonde place it on your thigh. Ignoring how you cried into the gag, failing to move away from the touch. Once Tamaki touched your skin, it was like it lit something in him. His eyes peered at where his hand was. So high up on your thigh. Giving it a light squeeze, watching how his finger dug into your fat. A groan escaped his lips. This was heaven.

“Oh come one, feel what you really want.” Mirio’s grabbed his friend’s hand again, moving it higher up your thigh. Right in-between your legs. Resting on top of your cunt. “See better?”

All Tamaki could do was nod. This was better. Better than anything he ever had felt. You were so warm there. Still ignoring the sounds you were making against the gags and the tears. Too occupied with just letting his hand rest there to do anything else.

“Come on Amajiki, do something.” Mirio had his hand over his face, seeing his friend just stand there was painful when he had the girl of his dreams nude in his bed. Yet, all Tamaki did was continue to stand there, staring at you like he was a deer in the headlights. “Here, let me help.” All of the sudden, the blonde moved his friend out of the way. Crawling onto the bed, putting himself between your legs. “When you have a girl like this in your bed. You have to work her-here, let me show you”

“But-I uh, thought she w-was mine.”

“She is, but you need my help, remember? I can teach you how to make her feel good.”

Mirio leaned towards Tamaki, cupping his cheek. Hoping his friend would let him, would share such a treasure as he had promised before. When he heard nothing else, he knew he had won.

“Good.” His attention was back on you. Bringing your legs up over his shoulders as he slid down the bed a bit further. Until his face was levelled with your cunt. “Before you fuck her, you want to make sure she’s wet enough. Makes things easier if you can get her to cum.” He spent no time diving into you. Letting his tongue swipe over your clit. Smiling into you as he saw your back arch. “See how she reacts to me playing with her and I hardly did anything. So sensitive sweetie.”

He couldn't stop himself from going straight back to lapping you up. Fuck, you tasted so sweet. How could he ever give this up? There was no way he could let Tamaki have you all to himself. Hopefully the idea of showing him how to please you would last. His tongue spent no time before going back into you. More aggressive now with his actions, watching how you squirmed in his grasp. Pulling away, Mirio sat himself up. Letting your legs fall around his waist. Leaning up to your face, his hands went to remove your gag. Pausing before he did.

“When I take this off I don’t want to hear a thing from you besides our names and how good we’re doing. Understand?” It took you a bit to answer him, finally nodding. Mirio removed your gag. Waiting to see if you’d scream, but nothing came out. Placing a kiss on your cheek, he praised you. Looking over to Tamaki, he motioned him closer. “Here, sit here and keep her mouth busy.”

You opened your mouth to speak, but Mirio’s glare stopped you. Tamaki moved to sit by your head, letting his fingers brush over your face. Muttering a “so sweet” as he took in your features.

Putting your legs back over his shoulders, the blonde got back to attaching his mouth to your cunt. Moaning into you at your taste. Going in-between trying to get his tongue as deep as possible and circling your bud. Feeling how your legs tensed and squeezed at him. The moans you were letting out. Breaking his contact with you for a moment, he looked up.

“Kiss her. Play with her chest. Do something.” Going back to focusing on you.

Tamaki was shocked. He wanted nothing more than to have his lips on every inch of you. Sucking and kissing anywhere he could. Your face looked so scared, yet your moans from Mirio said something else. Leaning in slowly, his lips were placed on yours. Hardly touching them, ghosting over them for a moment before letting himself place them on yours completely. Letting the full weight of his lips on yours. You didn’t kiss back, but he didn’t mind. Too drunk on the fact he was actually kissing you. Soon his hands joined him, roaming your body. Settling to rest in the valley between your breast. Oh, how he wanted to just squeeze and kiss them. But he still hadn’t worked himself up for it. Still adjusting to actually having you there on his bed. Having you under him naked. Being able to have you any way he wanted. A sudden confident boast pushed him to deepen the kiss. Swallowing the moans Mirio was causing. Slipping his tongue past your lips, roaming your mouth with it. Finally feeling your tongue against his. Trying to get you to respond. Wanting to see what it felt like having you kiss him as well. Pulling back, he looked disappointed in you.

“Please let me-”

A harsh slap was made to your thigh, cutting you off. It was Mirio who slapped you. Trying to shut you up. Not even breaking away from devouring you. Tamaki was a bit hurt, not because he knew this was wrong. No, he was upset you’d want him to stop. Stop taking what was his. He deserved this, deserved you. Rather than kiss you again, his lips trailed down your neck. Leaving sloppy kisses, and drool on your skin when his lips left that spot. Making his way to your breast. Planting his lips around one of your nipples. Unsure of what he should do, he began to suck. Hearing how your moans intensified when he placed his lips there. How you arched into his touch. Reaffirming he was doing something right.

Mirio could tell you were close, how you were enjoying both of their lips on you. Your legs were tense against his face. Squeezing him, while your heels dug into his back. Only bringing him closer to you. Putting more effort and force into his action. Pushing his face deep into your cunt. Not wanting to leave. All he could do was mutter a “She’s close, don’t stop.” Hoping Tamaki heard. He did, continuing his attack on your breast. Mirio was eager to bring you to the edge. Pushing you past it. Wanting to taste your arousal on his tongue. Wanting to be the one who made you cum first. Wishing that it would leave some mark on you, having you wanting him and giving Tamaki a reason to continue sharing.

“'m gonna c-cum.” Your voice was low and soft, embarrassed at your words.

“Good girl, I can’t wait to taste it.”

Mirio slipped a finger in you, letting his tongue focus on your clit. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but he didn’t expect you to be so tight. Trying to work you to be a bit looser, while also looking for your sensitive spot. It wasn’t long until he found it, seeing how your walls squeezed him. Working your spot, feeling you get tighter and tighter. So close, you were almost there. Putting more pressure on your sweet spot. Mirio had you falling over the edge. Finishing all over his mouth and fingers. Tasting your sweetness while he heard your moans and cries falling from your lips.

Tamaki kept your breast in his mouth while he looked up at you. Watching you fall over the edge. It was a sight to behold. Seeing how your back arched. The way you threw your head back to scream in pleasure. At that moment, he became an addict. An addict to you, more than he already was. Addicted to watching you scream and wither in pleasure.

Both of them pulled away from you. Mirio getting Tamaki to switch places. Now the blonde was by your face, while the other was between your legs. He didn’t need to be told, Tamaki was copying how the blonde had you. Your legs were on his shoulders, while he moved down. Being face to face with your soaked cunt. Wasting no time, having his lips on you. Licking up your slit. Earning a startled scream from you.

“You’re gonna overdo it. She’s sensitive.”

“I don’t care. I want a taste.”

Tamaki had a feral look in his eyes. As if he was a starved man who had a piece of food dangled in front of his eyes. In a way he was, having been wanting you for years. Watching and dreaming of having you like this. He couldn’t and didn’t want to stop the sounds from leaving his mouth while he ate you out. Unsure if he wanted to play with your clit or push as deep as he could. Switching between the two. While Mirio watched as you pleaded for him to stop. That it was all too much, you needed a break. Tamaki did no such thing. Instead, he buried his face deeper into you. Letting his tongue wander and suck. Who was the blonde to disturb his friend from enjoying you? Instead choosing to enjoy the view of how you tried to get away from him. Trying to tell him it was too much. Your words meant nothing to either of the men. Too drunk on your taste, your reactions, it was all so hypnotizing for them.

Tamaki could tell you were close, you were giving the same ques as before. He wanted to feel you cum on his tongue. He needed it, needed to feel your body spasm because of him. Knowing he did it. when your legs squeezed his head, he couldn’t hide the moan that escaped his lips. It was loud and lewd. The vibrations were your tipping point. Your mouth opened to let out a scream of his name. Shocking both men, but Tamaki snapped back when he tasted your arousal on his tongue. Trying not to let a drop go to waste.

“Tamaki, let me show you how to fuck her now.” Mirio went to move his friend. The blonde was desperate to sink his dick in you. Feel your walls massage him.

“No, I want to first.”

He sounded offended at the thought that Mirio thought he could have your first. He didn’t mind his friend indulging as well, showing him how to get your body to react to him. But you were his first. He had to be the one to fuck you first, even if he had never done it before. Completely unsure what to do, but that wouldn’t stop him. The blonde backed off, getting off the bed to sit on the chair nearby. Ready to watch and instruct. Tamaki moved your legs down to around his waist. Moving further up your body until he was settled properly between your legs. Shedding his clothes as quick as he could. Making him able to line himself up with your entrance. Both men watched your face, seeing how you were so blissed out. Barely able to focus on the man settled between your legs. Tamaki couldn’t wait any longer, placing a kiss on your lips as he pushed in slowly. Sliding his tongue in when you opened your mouth to gasp at the sudden intrusion. Both of your swallow each other moans. He was trying too hard not to cum right then and there. He needed to last longer, it was embarrassing to cum so fast when it was your first time together. In front of his friend, no he needed to last. Once pushed in fully, he stilled. Letting you catch your breath along with him.

“Feels good doesn’t it?”

Mirio had a sly smile on his face. Knowing his friend was close, it seemed both of you were sensitive. As selfish as it sounded he was happy, knowing it would be his time soon to have you at this rate. He couldn’t control himself. Watching his friend completely buried in you. Seeing both of them struggle to keep their composure. His hand moved down between his legs. Unbuttoning his pants, slipping them and his boxers low. Pulling out his dick, already hard. The longer he watched, the harder he got. The more painful it got. He needed something, needed to do something. His hand shot to his dick, began to stock himself slowly. Matching Tamaki’s shallow thrusts.

Once he was sure he wouldn't cum right away, Tamaki began to thrust. They were small and shallow. Still worried he was going to burst at any moment. But you just felt so good. Heavenly, he could lay here forever, he could die here and be happy. This was everything he had ever wanted. Moving his face to bury it in-between your shoulder and neck. Hoping to muffle his whines and moans. As his hips finally picked up speed, the sounds got worse. He was desperate to fuck you, to fill you. To make you his fully.

“That’s it, fuck her deeper and she’ll start to moan and scream louder.” Mirio was leaning back in the chair, legs spread as his hand was pumping his dick. Trying to match Tamaki’s thrusts.

“F-Fuck baby. So g-good baby.” He was already breathless.

His hips were getting as deep as possible. His thrusts were now speeding up. Focusing on his own pleasure. Chasing his own orgasm. Wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. Your soft whimpers only drove him to go faster.

“More, more. Please.”

“Find her sweet spot again. It’ll have her, fuck, cumming on your dick.”

Hearing Mirio’s words, Tamaki began to thrust into you at different angles. Waiting to hear if you made a new sound. Finally hearing you let one out, a soft whimper as you used your legs to push yourself into him.

“Yes, that’s it.” Mirio had a crazed look on his face. Biting his lip and he stared at your face. Drinking in your changing expression and the sounds spilling from your lips.

“So close, m’so close.”

He couldn’t control himself, desperate to cum in you. He must have hit the right area because without any notice your walls spasmed around him. Squeezing and massaging his dick. Bringing him over the edge too. With one last thrust, he stilled. Pumping you full. Bringing you as close to him as possible. Like he simply couldn’t get close enough.

“ah, yes, so good.” Tamaki’s words weren’t coherent. Just a babbling mess.

Mirio seeing both you and Tamaki in a breathless pile caused him to soon join you too. Spilling all over his hand. All of you stayed in your spots. Tired and breathless from everything.

“Pretty good for your first time.” Mirio was trying to level his breathing.

The men ignored how you were beginning to cry more now. Instead, Tamaki chose to lay on top of you. Bringing a hand up to pet your hair. Whispering sweet nothings.

“Shh, it’s okay sunshine. I’m here for you.”

As cruel as he just was with what he did, his eyes showed nothing, but love. Almost like he was a lovesick puppy staring at you. Seeing how his soft words calmed you, he continued. It wasn’t until Mirio spoke that made your tears rush back.

“Cute, but now it’s my turn.” The blonde stood up, towering over both of you on the bed. “Let me show you how to really get her to become putty in your hands.”

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classywitchunknown · 3 days

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Imagine this

Yandere au

When eri first meets izuku and mirio, yn is there. They see the girl shaking like a scared little kitten, and when overhaul came over, they see that eri seemed more scared and clinging to them. Overhaul tried to get her off, but yn volunteered to go with them. Overhaul excepts. Izu and mirio tried to stop them, but yn (being their angelic stubborn self) wouldn't back down, especially when they see someone in need. So in the end, yn went with overhaul and eri. While there, yn tries to stop what they're doing to eri, but it's all futile. They'll comfort her. Eri sees yn as a big sibling and never wants to lose them.

When the heroes came to rescue yn and eri. During all the chaos, overhaul got yn confesses (in his rude creepy way). In the fight, yn protect eri the best they can. When overhaul tells eri negative things, he has yn caged in a bunch of rocks. While Yn shouted and tried to break out, izu saved both them and eri. They all went to the hospital. Yn never leaving eri's side, making sure she's OK.

Yn just got 2 more yanderes, one platonic and the other confessed.

If you write a story that includes this, please include the whole show because I wanna see how you write the way others become yanderes, platonic or romantic. And share with me please 🙏 🥺.

Plus, sorry for my poor writing

#imagine #yandere mha #mha x reader #yandere mha x reader #yandere overhaul #platonic yandere eri #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere mirio

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mha-platonic-yanderes · 2 years

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Touyas daughter: fuck you, you stupid, conceited, son of a bitch! Get out of my room! Get out!

Mirio, who is wearing only boxers because that’s all he could find when he snuck into the readers room using his quirk: listen lovie, I know you’re scared, but please calm down.

The reader: grandpa! There is a creepy guy in my room!

i honestly have nothing to add to this, because this, is so funny to me. like yeah, mirio is tresspassing, but do you thing enji cares? he knows that mirio is like himself at a young age, but the better parts of him. the drive so save, the drive to help. and he may be a bit obsessive and protective, but so are all the todorokis.

the best you get is enji shooing mirio away, but inviting him over for dinner later that night.

#bnha yandere #platonic yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #bnha #mha #mha platonic yanderes #reader insert #yandere todoroki clan #yandere todoroki family #yandere mirio

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nanasparadise · 2 years

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Hello! I hope that you are doing fine. I want to say that I really lime your writing and reading your writing makes me happy! ^^

Also, is the flower ask prompt still open? Can I get Mirio Togata with Camellia, please? Thank you and have a nice day!

Anon said: “Hello! For the flower prompts: Could you write for Mirio Togata with Ivy, please? Thank you!”

Hiya anon! Thank you for your request, I’m so glad to hear you enjoy my content! I hope this one will make you happy as well <3

"Like the rising sun" Yan!Mirio x gender-neutral reader

Camellia (devotion, perfection): “You know I’d do anything for you, right? My love knows no limits.”

Ivy (fidelity): “There is no one who’s more loyal than me! I’m tied to you, just like you are to me.”

Summary: No matter how bright your captor was, you couldn’t find happiness again.

TW: toxic relationship, implied kidnapping, depression, delusional mindset, mentions of past violence (towards reader), noncon touching, IMPLIED NONCON, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life.

“I’m back, honey!”

How you loathed his voice. That stupidly ever cheerful voice, boisterous and loud and always present.

Soon enough, his equally cheerful smile appeared in your vision. Mirio opened the door to your room, the beaming expression adorning his face blinding you. If you were a poet and he was your muse, you’d describe him as pure sunlight. Too bad you were but a captive in his home and had no kind word to spare for him.

The pro-hero’s grin faltered when he glanced at your face. “I missed you so much during the shift! Although I had hoped you would feel the same.” A bashful chuckle escaped his lips.

You didn’t grant him a sliver of your attention, knowing that it‘d drive him insane. Stubbornly, you continued staring at the wall in front of you, his form only a blob in your peripheral vision.

The mattress dipped under the additional weight as a warm hand was placed on your shoulder. Two months ago, you would have flinched. Now, it had become the norm to be touched by him, an inevitable fact that couldn’t be changed.

The realisation made your thoughts stumble, a wave of sadness washing over you. When did you stop resisting and start accepting this bleak reality?

“Sweetheart,” Mirio sighed, his hand rubbing circles in your skin, “I’m talking to you. Please, speak to me, my love.”

“Of course I’m not happy to see you,” you replied, your answer a mere whisper in the room. You had hoped it would come out louder, stronger, showing how much you hated it here, hated him. But it cost so much energy to fight back.

The hand stilled for a moment. Instead, the reassuring gesture got replaced with a tight grip. “I know the first weeks had been hard to adjust to,“ he said, his voice uncharacteristically - dangerously - low, “but I’m really trying my best to make you feel comfortable, Y/N. What do you want me to do? Would you like more clothes? Different books? We can also take a stroll through the garden if that’s what you wish for. Please, just tell me, you know I’d do anything for you, right? My love knows no limits.“

You turned your head, staring straight into his blue eyes. Distress marked his face as he desperately tried to make you see his point of view. “Let me go, then,” you uttered, echoing the plea you had made already countless times in the past.

“Not this again,” Mirio muttered, “I don’t want anything to happen to you, you know that.” His hand moved from your shoulder to your cheek, gently cradling it. Genuine concern was written all over his face as his thumb softly traced your cheekbone.

Left, right, left, right - a tear trickled down your cheek.

“That night, when I found you in the alley, beaten up and blood on the pavement-”

The movement halted - another tear.

“-my heart couldn’t take it.” His voice cracked, no hint of joy could be detected in it anymore. “I thought you’d die, Y/N. How did you expect me to react? I had to bring you somewhere safe where no one could lay a finger on you again.”

Your gaze shifted from his now tear-filled eyes to your leg, inspecting the familiar weight around your ankle in the form of a monitor. ‘Is being imprisoned like a criminal the only way to guarantee safety?’, you pondered, not quite able to hide the bitterness from your face.

Mirio followed your look, his mouth turning in a resigned line once he saw what you were fixated on. “I had to do this, it was either this or the chain,” he tried to reason, obviously believing that it was the right choice to make, if you interpreted the tone of his voice correctly.

What a messed up life you were going through.

“Just take it as the proof of my devotion for you! I’d do anything to keep you from harm, even if it hurts me to see you being so miserable. We’re going through this together, baby. There is no one who’s more loyal than me! I’m tied to you, just like you are to me.” His hand wandered to your jaw, gently gripping and directing it towards his face so that you’d look at him again. A crooked smile now graced his face, though you could detect the slight trembling in his lips. Just like his words, it was an illusion - twisted and utterly worthless to you.

“Time heals even the deepest wound. Soon enough, you’ll get used to it, you’ll even be happy-” you scowled at him, however, it didn’t deter him one bit “-I just need to show you all of my love for you!” This time, a sincere smile reappeared on his face.

Like the rising sun, ever so stupidly dutiful and joyous. You couldn’t stand to witness it. Day in, day out.

He pushed your forehead towards him, touching it with his lips in a kiss. Gently. Earnestly. Unwanted.

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t make you see just how much I adore you, darling,” he whispered to you, “I’ll make it up to you. I’ll take a two-week break from work and will dedicate myself only to you, babe.”

Another kiss followed, this time placed carefully on the tip of your nose.

“It’d be like paradise, I promise.”

‘It’d be like hell.’

A kiss to your right cheek.

“We’ll be together all the time, you won’t be lonely again.”

‘I’d rather be anywhere but with you.’

A kiss to your left cheek.

“And I will make love to you every night, so that you won’t forget that I’m here for you to attend to your every need, always.”

A horrified expression flitted over your face, your eyes widened in terror as you tried to get away from him, anything but this, you couldn’t-

Strong hands gripped your waist, keeping you in place. And despite them radiating an almost unnatural warmth, you felt a shiver crawling down your spine.

A final kiss to your lips.

“Starting now.”

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mangospams · 2 years

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Sorry for asking you all to keep voting, but I need help choosing which one to write first 🥺👉👈

Mirio taking his darling swimsuit shopping and hyping them up in everything they try on ☀️

Darling loves resting their head on Tamaki’s chest when they cuddle 🌼

Dabi surprising his darling by taking them out stargazing because they love space 💫

Dabi’s darling moaning ‘Touya’ during sex after figuring out his true identity 🌻

#mango answers #mango speaks #🥭🥭🥭#choose that fic!!#yandere bnha #yandere tamaki #yandere dabi #yandere mirio

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 1 year

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Mirio nicely making his Darling give him a blowjob bplease. ple ase.

He's the type of yandere that's deluded and thinks everything he's feeling and doing is just fine. He just...he just loves them so MUCH! And when they don't have that same enthusiasm it makes him sad, but he still tries to ensure they're as happy as he is to be with them.

He's a very enthusiastic teacher when it comes to them exploring his body and what he likes. It's only fair that they learn what the other partner really likes, especially since Mirio's always wanting to give them oral and focus on their pleasure (Even when they don't want it). Still, they've never done it in return so far and he's really pent-up after a long week of work. And if the puppy eyes and sweet little pleas while he rubs up against them don't work, his strength certainly will.

True to his word, he really is gentle. He'll move their hand to his boxers and smile when they feel how hard he is. They've just started and he's already so turned on. His cheery voice is shaking a little whenever they touch or lick the right spot, and when they start to suck on his length he interrupts what he was saying with a loud moan.

Gives lots of praise and can't stop caressing their face, brushing fingers through their hair, etc. He's gentle for the most part until he cums, only because he's pretty damn thick and can be difficult to take when he's moving his hips too fast. As for where he prefers to finish, he has no real preference. Seeing his Darling covered in his "love" is nice (though he hates seeing any tears--why are they sad? They did such a great job!), but knowing they've swallowed his load is so hot. Whenever he does cum in their mouth, he ALWAYS wants to kiss them to see how wonderful they taste together while he cuddles them and tries to comfort them with soft praises as they cry.

"Angel, that was...amazing. Hey, it's okay, c'mere. C'meeeeere...Shh, I'm sorry, I know it was a lot. Let me make it up to you for being so good to me. You want some water? Or a cough drop? Here, open wide. Hehe...you've got a few little pearls on your lips still, Angel. Lemme kiss 'em away."

#tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #.bnha #.mirio #yandere bnha #yandere mirio #.myshit

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red-writes · 1 year

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Yandere x virgin darling

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Mha yanderes x virgin darling

Content warnings: dubcon/noncon, coercion, manipulation, grinding, some smut.

Red’s note: none of them are very nice lmao but I cant say I hate it

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DEKU:

Izuku knows everything about you. He knows your shoe size, what allergies you have, he even knows what foods give you the runs. He knows you’re a virgin and uses the fact against you. Izuku wants you to want him, he won’t touch you until you’re ready but he’ll force you to be ready. What he does is so extremely manipulative, he shows off his body around the house more and more. Starting off with with no shirt, then no pants and he’s just in underwear, fat bulge pressing against the tight fabric and he knows you’re looking. He knows your cute legs are pressing together and rubbing together whenever you see him. He even ups the ante by touching you so gently, so innocently. Simply leaving his hand on your thigh for a little too long or cupping your cheek and leaning in almost until your lips touch only to back off and give you a cheeky little grin. He knows it’s becoming too much for you and he’s right, one night after he comes back home from work you sit him down and confess you’re ready to have sex. Just like he planned. You’re such a good, easy girl.

BAKUGOU:

Katsuki isn’t as nice as deku is. Best believe since he’s locked you up in his high rise you’ve been getting toyed with every night. It goes like this: he comes home from work, showers, spreads your legs and eats you out up until you’re about to cum then pulls away and turns over bidding you a good night. It’s extremely frustrating, every night it’s the same thing, your silly little brain always hopes to achieve that high but you never do and it leaves you feeling unfulfilled and Katsuki knows it. He can see it in the way you pout and whine once he pulls away from your soaked pussy, he sees it in the way you grip his shirt and beg him for more deep and intense kisses than the one usual peck. Katsuki is so intricate in his plan he trains your body to not even feel pleasure from masturbating anymore, the only thing you can feel good from is him and it all comes to a head one night where you sloppily grind your hips down on his lap and plead for him to fuck you.

TODOROKI:

Shoto is so gentle with you. He, unlike Bakugou and deku, is completely content with not having sex. He truly just loves being around you everyday and he could die happy just being able to live a little domestic life with you. The issue comes with you and your needs. He’s very dense, even though he meticulously plotted out your kidnapping he can’t seem to pick up on social cues that well and so he doesn’t realize when you’re feeling flirty or needy or anything like that he puts it off as you finally coming around to him rather than you needing to be fucked within an inch of your life. His unawareness is mistaked by you for refusal or disinterest so you turn to self-pleasure. In shoto’s case, he finally gets the message when he comes home early one night to surprise you only to find you masturbating with his hero costume against your nose, inhaling his musk. It’s a filthy sight and yet Shoto gets harder than he’s ever been in his life and proceeds to take your virginity with so much care :( it’s kinda cute until he keeps you up until 4am giving you creampies.

KIRISHIMA:

Kiri is extremely patient with you. You were scared off from sex after seeing how big he was but Kiri has a plan to help you get over your fear, after all he always gets what he wants and what he wants the most is you, all of you. Kiri’s plan involves making his size seem manageable and less intimidating. He sits you on his lap, pants off as you slide his length between your pussy lips. Fat tip pressing up against your clit causing you to shake and moan and he loves it. He's eating up every whimper, cry and mewl you make. He lets you cum as much as you want on his fat dick, so much so you tire out and he has to carry you to bed. It’s only a matter of time before you get tired of creaming on his cock like that and you’ll want it inside instead. So he isn’t shocked, although he pretends to be, when you’re hovering over his cock, slowly sitting down on it as your legs tremble from the burn his size is giving to you.

SHINSO:

Contrary to Shinso’s quirk, I think he wouldn't use it on you in order to take your first time (although he will in other circumstances), he isn't a monster, he thinks it's hotter if you came to him desperate and horny but he knows that as it stands you aren't going to so he’ll give you a little help. He’ll sit you on his lap with nothing on while a video of two people fucking plays on the big screen in front of you. His fingers will find your nipples and squeeze them, his lips will kiss your neck and suck bruises onto the skin. He’ll spread your legs and play with the wetness between your legs before you beg him to finally make you cum and he will. He’ll use his fingers to circle your clit under you head is tossed back against his shoulder and your panting as you get nearer and nearer to your orgasm and he’ll make you cum hard. But after that he expects you to return the favor and unfortunately he's past the limit where he’ll take no for an answer

MIRIO:

Mirio is just convinced that unless you fuck him you don't actually love him, out of everyone his delusion is definitely the worst. He’ll reach his limit of you not loving him very fast and he’ll definitely push you up against a counter and grind against you whilst whispering the most insanely filthy things to you. It’ll be impossible to get out of his grip and eventually he’ll shuck your pants down and give himself a pussyjob until he’s satisfied with the feeling of your gooey cunt on his cock. Mirio is an insatiable man. Pussyjobs lead to titjobs, forcing you to push together your chest to make a makeshift pussy for him to fuck his cock between.

#yandere x reader #yandere shinso x reader #yandere deku x reader #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere Kirishima x reader #Yandere Mirio x reader #tw: noncon #tw: dubious consent

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i-cant-sing · 1 year

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Who is more delusional Magnus or Mirio?

Definitely Mirio. Sure Magnus loves being delulu about you two being in a happy relationship, but deep down, he knows you've been forced by the villagers to sleep with him and shit. He may pretend not to see it, but he knows those scars on your limbs are from the beatings his cult subjected you to when you said you hate him. He knows, he just... chooses to believe in an alternate reality where you are with him happily.

Mirio? He's delusional to the core. Blinder than the reader in YRHR series, he truly believes that you two arr together in love. Anytime you say you hate him? That's just cause you're too shy to say the magic words. You cringe and recoil from his touch? You're nervous and probably inexperienced (1000% believes you're a virgin, even if you're not). You cry and violently thrash when he's near you? That's just you going through withdrawal symptoms (when he left you alone for 2 minutes) like alcoholics do.

#yandere magnus #magnus my oc #yandere oc #yandere ocs #yandere mirio #yandere mirio x reader #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines

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hellowyellow1 · 8 months

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Poly Yandere bnha Punish you

Fem reader

Warning: Implied rape/noncon, abuse, kidnapping, graphic depiction of violence, Starvation

Tododeku

The room itself was Cold, Ice covering every corner and crevice of the place it bleeds into your skin biting at it with such harshness, you shiver once more your body jerking as you tried to curl into yourself tighter than you already were.

You couldn’t and even if you did it wouldn’t have done anything not when they had made sure the only heat source would be them. You could get out at any time if you just picked yourself up and apologize but you refused to say sorry.

So you sat in the cold isolated room alone with nothing to do but think and ignored the Throbbing pain of your broken left arm, you hissed as your clothes scrapped over the cut that traveled from your hand to just below your elbow.

You could thank Deku for that one, the sadistic fuck he was had decided your punishment needed more spice than Todoroki had offered.

Your stomach growled hunger deciding to add to your already miserable state, you groaned the pain becoming excruciating you would have cried if you weren’t so dehydrated.

You could feel how dry your throat was scratchhy and rough, a very unpleasant feeling you were cold thirsty, and starving you knew any minute you'd throw in the towel that if they asked you, you’d cry and beg for forgiveness.

So you opt to shut your mouth curling in a little deeper as you tried to savor this moment of painful peace, in the future you’d probably look back at this and call yourself stupid but right now it was worth it.

There was the sound of footsteps followed by the clacking of locks, you didn't bother wondering who it was since there were only two people that knows about this place. Another lock slid out of place if you remember correctly there was a total of seven locks and from the sound of it they were on the fourth.

The door creaks open revealing your two kidnappers, one with green hair and sharp eye that gleamed with excitement his mouth spread side making the scars on his face more noticeable as he leans against the doorway.

The other man had white and red hair that depending on the day looked way more red than white, he had a burnt mark on the same side of his red hair which was fitting. Sometimes you wondered if Todoroki's mom was onto something if she could tell Endeavor's gene had outrun her own.

You wondered it a lot and had even voiced it out loud once, that’s what got you in here comparing Todoroki to his father. He had raged at their word his demands were harsh, loud a sobbing rage that you offered no help to calm down instead you added to the fire mocking him.

It was Midoriya who had calmed Todoroki down and had shushed and hushed and cooed as he hug the emotionally traumatized boy, to say you felt bad would be a lie, it was worth every dime you had.

Todoroki stared at you with dead eye’s so devoid of color you’d think he had never seen light before, he stalked over to you crouching down “ Aren’t you cold?” he asked, you turned away with a huff refusing to stare him in the eyes.

“This place can’t be comfortable wouldn’t you rather sleep with your husbands?” he urged on, no you wouldn’t not with the bloodthirsty worldwide wanted villains who had kidnapped and abused you.

Midoriya tsked as he stepped away from his spot against the door, hovering over you “ I don’t think she’s learned her lesson yet” he says threateningly you perk up abit but don’t respond “Does bunny needs a few more day without food?” he cooed grabbing your cheek.

Even though you hated him touching you, the feeling of something soft and warm against your skin had you leaning into his palm still holding your glare as you savored the moment, Midoriya pulled his hand away, and the warmth with it the cold biting into your skin just as soon as his hand left.

You were left shivering as you heard Todoroki sighs he stood up and the two of them turned to leave. They were going to leave you in this cold room with no food or water

“Wait” you called out your voice was cracked and you coughed from straining your throat, but you continued to be your will to be left alone was gone and so was the spite you held as your only heat source was about to leave you.

Todoroki pauses and Midoriya turns his head that damn grin plastered on his face as you stood up grabbing Todoroki's shirt and putting your forehead against his back “ I’m sorry” you muttered.

The room was quiet for a bit before there was a sigh of relief as Todoroki turned around to hug you “ I know” he said with a small smile on his face, Todoroki's body was warm the heat cascading over you, it was almost enough to ignore how icy his time He was or how chilling to the bone Midoriya word was.

“ How about we get you warmed up?” Midoriya asked as he lead you to the bedroom.

almost just almost

Kiribaku-Broken

The smell of burnt flesh lingers in the air, it's a putrid smell lingering in your mouth and buries itself into your lung thick and heavy making you choke, the smell was nothing compared to the feeling.

The burning blistering pain made you cry and scream, struggling to get away but the handheld your ankle in place even as you beg him to let you go, he didn’t he just stood there with a grunt while baring his fang, leaning over you.

Bakugo looked feral ready to blow you into pieces, you wouldn’t put it past him especially since he just gave you a second-degree burn on your ankle on top of fracturing it.

You whined and plead again pushing his face back as he leaned in closer his breath was hot making you cringe at the sweltering heat. Bakugo bit your cheeks as harshly as he could making you gasp at the small amount of blood that made its way down your cheek.

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“Bakubabe maybe we should stop,” Kirishima said as he tucked your hair back he held an apologetic smile before turning his head toward the maniac barbarian. Who had just pulled back from you with an animalistic smile it change into a frown.

“THE FUCK YOU MEAN LEAVE HER ALONE THAT’S WHAT WE’RE PUNISHING HER FOR” Bakugo yelled you flinched your ear were still ringing from earlier but you knew what he talking about remember why you have gotten here first place.

All you wanted was a few extra hours of sleep without Bakugo constantly snoring in your ears or Kirishima's rock-hard jagged abs digging into your skin. All you wanted was to wake up not bruised or broken, that didn’t sit well with Bakugo and you had a feeling it didn’t sit with Kirishima either.

Not that he would have had the chance to say anything not when Bakugo was yelling at you, Bakugo has always been more vocal loud, and in control than Kirishima had ever been. That doesn't mean Kirishima can't be, you’ve seen him manipulate his way out of some crazy shit, but Kirishima had always been the talk-out kinda guy.

Kirishima looked away his eyes lowering as he sighed before tilting his head as if this was nothing but a burden “I know babe but we got a meeting with our client and it isn’t manly to leave him starving” Kirishima said raking his hand through your hair.

“ Plus I think our angel is sorry,” Kirishima added, both eyes directed towards you, you felt your heartbeat quicken, your breathing becoming more ragged as red eyes stared into your soul. Expecting some kind of answer that you didn’t have at least not from the heart.

Still, you muster up the courage to “ I’m sorry” You muttered low, quiet, and meek just how they liked it just how they saw you.

Bakugo tsked “ Fine whatever,” he said with a huff as he pulled his hand away from your ankle you let out a sigh of relief as the pressure left Kirshima smiled his rough hands tugging through your it wasn’t comforting or nice feeling but it wasn’t rough or painful so you held no complaints.

MiriTama- Over affectionate

You’re pretty sure this is a punishment, sure They haven’t injured you or locked you in a basement, but they haven’t let you out of their sight or their side for more than a second.

Mirio took to dragging you around everywhere he goes including his meeting forcing you to sit on his lap and not make a sound while he joke around about all the way he going to murder some dumb innocent naive hero.

You hated that room but every time you tell him that he laughs at you, ignoring your complaints about the blood stains on the floor or the dead bodies that had their eye’s gauged out and replaced with googly eyes. He’ll tickle you until you laugh to prove just how fun the room is, showing you every crack and crevice of the room before picking you up to walk you back to their room.

God forbid you walk anymore no apparently you lost that privileged when you tried to escape. It was Tamaki who had found you in the middle of the base searching for an exit Tamaki who had dragged you back to that damn room and Tamaki who had been an erratic mess trying to cut his arm off if it made you happy.

But Mirio was then one who laughed and smiled and made all of what you did sound like some silly game of tag. Mirio was then one who had simply waved it off as a joke while saying “ Y/n just wanted attention” and Mirio was the one who had added to the fire.

Since that damn day, Tamaki hasn’t left you out of his sight and while he doesn’t touch you as Mirio does, his creepy eye’s are scary enough. He follows you everywhere from the kitchen to the living room even the fucking bathroom it was Demening.

He followed you until you couldn’t take it anymore and yelled at him to leave you alone he complied for a few hours leaving you in quite sulking misery.

The door opened, and Tamaki quietly walked in he was hunched over abit as if he was hiding something, You tried to ignore it just so you could relish in the peacefulness abit more.

He coughed abit making you crinkle you’re eyebrow but you refused to lose your comfort on the couch and you refused to acknowledge his existence.

“Sweetie I got you something,” he says unsure as he slowly walks to you as if the slightest movement would scare you off, he sighed pushing himself up his back. As he kneeled in front of you tentatively he pulled out a box with a pink and white dot wrapped by a red bow.

He urge you to grab it and with a sigh, you begrudgingly complied .” What is it?” you asked tilting the box the item was light you could barely hear the thump it made as you shook it just to get a better thought of what he gave you.

“ It’s a gift for you,” he said but refused to elaborate, you snorted before unwrapping the bow with delicacy who knows maybe you could use it to choke him in his sleep, you open the box peering down into the small container.

In it was a heart blood gushing out it yet still beating somehow, the smell filling your nostril suffocating you and metallic you could taste it everywhere, and you jumped the box flying onto the floor painting your once yellow carpet.

You looked up at him in complete horror as Tamaki looked hurt “ Don’t you like it I got specifically for you” he says his voice wasn’t shy instead it held a creepy haunting to it in its desperate need for validation.

“Where did you get it from?” you whispered eyes darting anywhere and everywhere just to avoid looking at the mess on the floor, “ You don’t like it,” he said with a defeated sigh refusing to answer your question.

You could feel your heart pulsing as the blood rushes to your ear everything becoming muffled your vision blurred as you choked back tears, Tamaki reaches out for you his hand inches away.

You took a step back crawling on the couch a bit Tamski just copied you moving closer every time you moved until you dind’t have anywhere else to go and you ended up toppling off the couch.

A pair of hands caught you followed by a chuckle “Oh did you fall in love?” he howled, his bloody hair shining bright like the sun.

Mirio phased through the rest of the floor until his feet could make actual contact “Sorry Didn’t mean to crash the party,” he said another laugh.

while Tamaki pulled himself up his eye’s trailing to the gift that lay ruined on the floor. Mirio set you down walking over to pick up the still beating heart.

“ What heart you glad to see me,” he said waving the heart back and forth unbothered by the blood that splatters on his face or how it was getting on the furniture.

When he didn’t get a reply Mirio Simply smiled “ What This for anyways?” he asked grabbing the box and placing the heart back in it, Tamaki turned away his cheeks slightly flushed “It was supposed to be a gift” he muttered scratching his arms abit.

Mirio stared you in the eyes, you hated when he did that it crept you out with how beedy they were you took a step back but it didn’t do anything since Mirio just appeared in front of you.

“ so you two fought?” he asked grabbing you’re hand and grabbing Tamaki's back before pushing you two against each other “ then Just makeup” he beamed as if that would solve the problem.

You struggled in his grip, Tamaki stared down at you his eyes were watery as if he was ready to cry “Let go” You demanded but Mirio was strong way too strong and you well you held none of those strengths it was why he held no fear whenever you tried to fight him

“ Come on Tamaki got you this awesome gift Don’t you think you should be grateful,” he said crushing your hand and making you cry out, you attempted to dig your nails into his skin but it phased through and you cried out more.

Finally, Mirio loosened his firm grip just enough for the pain to from excruciating to an annoying throb, you looked at Tamaki who held no remorse for what Mirio just did.

“I’m sorry,” you told him Tamaki smiled “ I-it’s fine” he muttered Mirio pulled you into a hug too tight to be uncomfortable for you, too cramped, and too much body heat but for them it was perfect

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