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animeyanderelover · 9 days

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Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional mindset, stalking, clinginess, abduction

Tags: @shumidehiro @swagenemyartisan @leveyani @kanaosprotector

Behind the mask

Kakashi Hatake

📖No one really knows what Kakashi looks like without his mask so you are almost privileged for having the honor of seeing his complete face. Yes, it may have come with the price of your own freedom being taken away due to the abduction but we're not talking about that. It's not like you need to see his full face in order to compliment his looks. You have already done that a lot even whilst only seeing half of his face and whilst Kakashi has always made an effort to appear as nonchalant as possible about it, deep down he feels flattered by all the adoration you throw his way. That doesn't mean that he will let his guard down though as years of being a shinobi have made him naturally more cautious so as mean and distant as it may look, he never throws away the tiny suspicion that you might try to coax him into trusting you more and then use that trust to try to escape. You see his full face by accident as you walk in on him changing his clothes and your reaction is honestly hilarious but it does amuse and flatter him only more. He starts wearing his mask less around you from that moment on as he feels safe around you and because it does stroke his ego a bit whenever you start doting on him.

Mr. Compress

🟠Mr. Compress certainly feels very thrilled to have you reacting so positively to every development of the relationship as it allows him to give you more freedom. Your relaxed behavior allows him to fully dote on you as he loves entertaining you and showing of his skills as a trickster. You dote back equally as much and whilst a tiny part of him still warns him to be cautious around you, he often likes to ignore this nagging voice in favor of fully focusing on you. Your clear affection lulls him into a sense of security even if he is still rather lucid about the fact that his own obsession isn't necessarily something to be proud about. Staying tru to his role as an entertainer, he even makes his face reveal to you a whole show but it is so worth it as soon as he sees your astouned expression, stars in your eyes as he shows his face to you. That reaction alone does motivate him to still wear his mask around you from time to time simply so he can see that look on your face again. Your adoring and accepting demeanor in this relationship allows Atsuhiro to act like a partner that would almost look normal to the eyes of strangers. Security is still a must so do forgive him for having to isolate you for your own protection.

Momobami Ririka

🎭Ririka is the biggest ball of shyness and insecurity as her upbringing has truly not done much to build her confidende up. As long as she wears her mask though, she can keep her composure even around you, although she still stalks you wherever you go. That tendency to stalk you and obsess over you is only fueled because you clearly admire the vice-president of the school. She gets all squirmish when you compliment her and her skills and her mask is the only thing hiding her otherwise obvious pink blush. Removing her mask and showing her face to others is something she has never done on her own free will as she has been conditioned by her own family to wear the mask forever as only her twin sister is the true heir to the Bami family. So when she decides to unmask herself in front of you, it is a sign of huge trust and clear attachment she holds for you. Ririka is anxious though when she shows her face, a shy and nervous look on her face as she looks at you exposed. Nervousness turns soon into a flustered blush when you instantly start swooning over her appearance. Wearing her mask is a bad habit but she slowly feels more encouraged to put it down when she is alone with you.

Hashibira Inosuke

🐗Zenitsu is begging you to stop doting om Inosuke as it only serves him to become more confident and cocky as each and every compliment of yours makes him feel like he is truly the greatest. Inosuke thrives on the attention you give him and he truly dedicates himself to be as clingy as possible so he can get even more from you. It is not a secret that the boy is very clearly attached to you and feels strongly for you, although the question still is how aware Inosuke is of the clearly possessive tendencies he exhibits as soon as it involves you. The concept of beauty is one he isn't familiar with as he was raised by boars and for that believes that the strongest usually gets what he wants which is why he acts so possessive and aggressive as soon as someone he isn't too familiar with dares to approach you. He has most trust in you though which is why he allows you to pull off his mask when you ask him if you can. So whilst he is a bit oblivious to the concept of beauty as well as to why you love looking at his pretty face so much, he does know that it gives him even more of your attention and praise which he craves and which causes him to remove his mask whenever he wants more attention from you.

Shin-Ah

🌕Shin-Ah has been avoided and feared because people thought his eyes were cursed and even after having met Yona and having understood that it isn't a curse, he still feels very self-conscious of his eyes. Years of isolation have given him not only social anxiety but also troubles expressing himself which is why he tends to stalk you and follow you silently rather than trying to spark a conversation with you. To his huge relief his silent self doesn't seem to scare you away as you gladly spend time with him and talk to him whilst he sits there silently and listens intently to everything you say as he adores hearing the sound of your excited voice. Time leads him to get slighlty more courageous with gentle and curious touches caressing your face or your head as well as turning more obsessed and protective. When you one day ask him if you could see his face, he clearly hesitates though as the scornful and fearful looks of the people in his village still remain fresh in his mind. His movements are slow as Shin-Ah removes his mask, golden eyes glancing at you warily. The amount of adoration and compliments you give him though almost overwhelm him but only in the best way.

Aemond Targaryen

Aemond has been scarred for life, robbed of his right eye. Feared amongst many not only because of his dragon Vhagar but also because of his intimidating personality and appearance, they truly view you as suicidal for spending as much time with the prince as you do. Even more surprising is that Aemond not only tolerates your presence but even seeks it out, clearly agitated when he doesn't know where you are. He feels unfairly treated and overlooked and therefor seeks the validation and approval in you. Aemond has essentially already claimed you for himself in his mind and it is to your luck that you adore him as much as you do because otherwise the prince wouldn't shy away from using violence and force to claim you as his own. His missing left eye is a sore spot for the prince though and a humiliation he has never fully recovered from. He expects fear and disgust when you accidentally see him without his eyepatch yet you not only aren't scared but you still think of him as handsome, something he doesn't believe you at first. Safe to say though, your acceptance and adoration even after having seen this only causes the young prince to spiral further down into his obsession.

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dabixcompress · 1 year

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Yandere Dabi & Mr. Compress with a needy/touchy darling... Except they dislike sex...

The darling is captive and all but they feel this extreme need to hug and cling to their captors. In fact, sometimes they cry when they are unable to get what they want. It makes Dabi and Atsuhiro feel bad for not being with them. Their poor lover is sad and in need of affection it's a tragedy that villain work is so important.

With no other choice, they start a routine if possible one of them will stay home and cuddle with their precious lover.

Dabi is surprisingly very sweet with them, he's not used to love outside of Atsuhiro, and having you around is amazing. Yes, you cry when he leaves, and yes, you fight back when he makes love to you... but you're still there for him! Even if it's only when you crave cuddles..

When Atsuhiro is with you, he tends to cuddle with you in his lap, hugging him, all while some shitty romance show plays in the background. You also fight when making love but a little less than with Dabi.

Now when the two are together? Wooh boy, they're constantly spoiling you and spending as much time keeping you nice and comfy in their grasp. The only time you complain is when they start to touch you outside of normal cuddles, you put so little effort into fighting when both of them make love. It's useless..

#Nsft #dabi #dabi x reader #mr compress #tw noncon #yandere dabi #yandere compress #yandere dabi x reader #yandere mr compress #Yandere atsuhiro #Yandere atsuhiro sako #Yandere sako #Yandere sako atsuhiro #implied Dabipress #dabi x reader x compress #mr compress x reader #mr. compress

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thetreefairy · 2 years

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Maybe toddler reader reads a book or watches something where 2 ppl fall in love and get married and tells everyone that they can’t wait to fall in love like on tv and get married ?

That would be during a disney marathon—. This will be a reaction <3

Toddler reader was watching beauty and the beast for the first time. And at the end scene, reader said: "I WANNA FALL IN LOVE AND MARRY SOMEONE JUST LIKE BELL! I CAN'T WAIT!"

Now everyone's reaction would be different:

Toga: 'Can I be the maid of Honor?'

Dabi: 'Fuck no, I will be the maid of Honor and pick the spouse >:('

Twice: 'So cute~, YOU WONT EVER MARRY'

Spinner: 'No one will ever be worthy.'

Mr. Compress: 'Allow me to find you a spouse.'

Tomura and AFO: 'ABSOLUTELY THE FUCK NOT!'

Kurigori: 'Dont worry, reader. I'll find a good spouse for you when your older.'

The reactions would be chaotic and Tomura would be more clingy than usual.

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yanderecrazysie · 8 months

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Requested on Quotev!

Title: Trick Part 2

Pairings: Mr. Compress x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes

Summary: When a strange magician comes to the little carnival you’ve been working at for years, you’re intrigued by what he’s able to do. Unfortunately for you, he has more tricks up his sleeve- ones that you might not be very happy with.

Part 1: here

trick

/noun/

a cunning or skillful act or scheme intended to deceive or outwit someone.

It’s disturbing how quickly you fell into your role.

Maybe it’s because you so desperately wanted out of your prison. A prison in which you could not move or speak, and even closing your eyes would not block out all that blue.

When Mr. Compress released you at last, you were nowhere near your carnival. Your home.

You were alone in a field, with an unfamiliar carnival about a half mile away, its blue-and-white striped tents and ferris wheel vastly different from the place you were used to.

Mr. Compress held you close, running a hand up and down your back in what he probably thought was a soothing way.

“I want to go home,” you’d said.

“I know,” he’d said, his voice soft and sympathetic.

“Why? Why are you doing this? I want to go home!”

He had sighed, wearily looking down at you, “I know, my dear, I know. But I cannot stay in one place for long and I could not bear to leave you.”

“Why?” you whispered, heart twisting uncomfortably in your chest. It wasn’t fair, the way his affection for you still made you a little happy, putting butterflies in your stomach.

“I know you wish I could have just stayed, but it is not in my nature,” Mr. Compress explained.

You wished he could have stayed too. Then, you’d be happy at your homely carnival with the man you had a huge crush on, able to have the best of both worlds.

That way, you wouldn’t have been kidnapped and ripped away from your home and friends, left in a domed prison to suffer alone.

How could someone who cared for you so much do something like that to you?

You had followed him obediently to this new carnival, where the two of you signed on to work there. You performed as a contortionist to crowds full of foreigners, unsure of where in the world you even had ended up. Mr. Compress went on to show his magic tricks, ones that no longer brought you joy and intrigue.

Then, after what felt like forever, Mr. Compress announced that the two of you were moving on. There were aww’s from the carnival workers, but Mr. Compress could not be swayed, much like what had happened at your old home.

The first moment the two of you were alone, Mr. Compress removed his glove and deja vu hit you like a train. You tried to cry out for help, but you were too late.

In a country you didn’t know with a man who still gave you mixed feelings, you didn’t stand a chance, did you?

It became a routine- get compressed, arrive at a new carnival, work there for a while, rinse and repeat.

You could tell Mr. Compress was pleased to live this life- the one he was used to with the bonus of having you by his side. But this life was not for you. You hated it- you hated meeting new people, staying in unfamiliar places, and being alongside him.

Begging to go home was useless- he’d never listen. Running away was pointless- he’d find you and compress you without a second thought.

Months turned into years as the never-ending cycle continued. There was a resigned acceptance, yes, but even more than that was the depression.

Mr. Compress treated you with such tenderness, but the love you’d felt for him had long since faded by now. You could tell he felt guilty every time he looked at you, but he pushed on with his obsession anyways.

Each new carnival blurred together. They were all unique and filled with different people with diverse personalities, but they were all the same in the end. A prison outside of the compressed one.

What you wouldn’t give to go back to your old carnival or at least say goodbye to the friends who had become your family.

The only constant in your life was Mr. Compress. Although he had once been a source of affection and torment, you were losing that affection with every day that passed until you were left with a numb, bitter heart.

But as you looked among the latest crowd, your heart came to a sudden stop. In the large group of spectators was one familiar face- one you hadn’t seen in years.

Ryo.

Your old friend from your old troupe. You could tell he recognized you by his wide-eyed, shocked expression.

You didn’t have the chance to approach him. As soon as your act ended, Mr. Compress was at your side.

You looked up at his mask and instantly burst into tears. You knew the man well enough to feel the surprise and guilt radiating from him.

“I can’t do this anymore!” You sobbed, “There’s someone from my old troupe here- please, just let me go home! I hate this life!”

Mr. Compress was still for a moment before he enveloped you in a soft hug.

“Let me perform one last trick with you, please,” He murmured into your hair.

“You’re just going to compress me again, aren’t you?”

“No, not this time. Just one trick and you’ll be free from me.”

You were ready to agree with anything at this point, “Okay, fine.”

The two of you walked back to Mr. Compress’s stage. Your heart pounded- was this really it? One last trick and you could go home with Ryo. It felt too good to be true.

“Ladies and gentleman, it’s time for the grand finale! A disappearing act that will astound you!”

He rolled out a large black box and motioned for you to step inside. Hesitantly you did so, hope and worry swirling in your chest until you felt like you might just throw up. Mr. Compress began to close the door but, before he did so, he said one last thing to you.

“I love you, (Y/n). You’ll be free from me, just like I promised. Please, remember me.” You knew these words were for only you to hear, the crowd abuzz with bets on whether the trick would work or not.

The door closed, leaving you in darkness. You closed your eyes for only a moment, opening them wide open when you felt a sudden cold hitting your cheeks.

The land around you is devoid of any signs of human life. As far as the eye can see is white.

Wherever you were, it was suddenly covered in snow. It was still summer, so how were you in a winter wonderland?

You covered your arms and shivered- you were wearing a red, sparkling dress, one that was meant for performing and not braving freezing weather.

With a thrill of fear that sent an even more violent shiver down your spine, it hit you all at once.

Mr. Compress said you’d be free of him.

Not that you could go home.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere one shot #one shot #yandere mr compress #mr compress #yandere my hero academia #my hero academia

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yandereloveraw · 11 months

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Yandere Mr. Compress/Sako Atsuhiro: You don't wanna see who I really am, so I'll be your perfect specimen.♡ Say the right things that you wanna hear and make sure the real me disappears~

Lyrics from Hat Trick by Jonathan Thulin

#yandere lov #yandere league of villains #yandere mr compress #yandere sako atsuhiro #sako atsuhiro #mha mr compress #sako atsuhiro x y/n #mr compress x y/n #yandere mha #yandere quote #lyrics quotes #lyrics #music #minors please dni #I love this man btw

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thecuriousquest · 2 months

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MHA Spanking Pain

Multiple MHA Yandere Characters

Warning: Light yandere themes, NSFW (punishment spanking - NOT EROTIC), non consensual punishment spanking, bruising, bare ass spanking, characters 18+, characters can either be platonic or romantic

Master List

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Bakugou- We already know. Explosions. Murder. JFC wouldn’t even be able to get through the first spank. And he’ll fucking give it to you too. He goes harder than you could have ever imagined. Like, you’re over his knee, bottom bare due to him LITERALLY RIPPING OFF YOUR CLOTHES. They’re just in tattered heaps on the floor along with your dignity.

Deku- Fuck. Really? Goddamnit. Couldn’t even handle it at 2%, and he wants to go 10%?! 😭 You must have really done something to fuck up if he’s pissed enough to spank you that hard.

Shoto- Okay, you were expecting him to heat up his hand. That’s always a given. However, you never FUCKING EXPECTED HIM TO TURN DOWN THE TEMP. His hand is freezing your ass with spanks, and it’s so painful in like a cold and numb sort of way.

Kirishima- You don’t even understand! 😭 When he uses his quirk to spank you, you’re literally bent over in the most degrading way, your skin stretched to his liking to make that sensitive under curve completely visible. And then his hard paw cracks down on your skin as if someone spanked you with a paddle made of concrete. And your scream is so loud that your voice breaks and actually goes out within the first minute.

Denki- When he spanks you and charges his hand with volts of electricity…fuck you’re just fucked. Say your prayers, light a candle for yourself. Do whatever you need to do to mentally prepare for this fucking torture.

Aizawa- He’s got that Dad swing. Hurts like an SOB. Ties you up too. Bitch, you ain’t goin’ nowhere. Not today, not gonna even be able to walk properly for a while.

Enji- Also has that Dad swing, but he can also heat up his hand and burn your ass.

Overhaul- It hurts, and he makes sure you know what you did was wrong, but you can usually get through it with minimal tears.

Shiggy- Bulked up Shigster makes you wonder what you did in a past life to deserve suffering under his “special spanking” glove. It’s exactly what it sounds like. He has his gloves that make sure he doesn’t decay whatever the fuck he touches. But this support item…whomever made them must either really hate you or they’re really scared of Shiggy. Hurts like a mother fucker.

Dabi- Dear God…his spankings are the worst. First of all, he doesn’t even necessarily need to do this, but he ties you down to the bed. Each limb secured by rope which is attached to each bed post. Either turns up the temp in his hand or just lets the flames do the talking. It really just depends on his mood and the infraction. What’s worse is that sometimes you don’t even do anything to deserve it. He just likes hurting you because you can’t do anything to stop him. 🖕

Mr. Compress- Very old fashioned. Pants and underwear bunched at the ankles with you bent over his knee. Uses his hand or a paddle, sometimes a belt if you’ve been very naughty. However, he always gives you a long winded lecture like a fucking monologue as he spanks you, and his words are what makes it all sooooo much worse. His words actually leave you in tears. Yes, the spanking hurts, but it’s the guilt that ebbs and gnaws at your heart.

Twice- Spanks you and then apologizes because he doesn’t think you deserve it only to laugh at you and do it again. It’s a literal mind fuck, but he’s got you pinned down with a clone. I think a funny idea is him making a clone of himself so that his double can spank you while he watches, and then he says something dumb like “Take your hands off of my woman! That’s kind of hot, do it again!” The pain though…he’s an actual devil, so he’ll spank you rough and raw, bruise you up just with his hand.

Hawks- Lord have mercy! Uses his hand AND a feather, and his feathers are like one of those paddles with the holes drilled into them. It’s the worst being spanked by one of those feathers. He uses spankings for large scale infractions. Punishment is punishment. It’s gotta hurt so you can learn. Quick corrections are done with a few smacks on the spot, typically over your clothes. The big rules you break are ALWAYS done bare with you bent over the back of the couch. He spanks you to tears even if it breaks his heart to do so.

All Might- Heeheehee. Okay, so like if we’re talking bulky All Might, then you know you’re not going to be walking properly until the swelling and bruising goes down. In this form, he doesn’t even need to use an implement. His hand is just fucking enough. If we’re talking depleted All Might…I’m just gonna let you know that his hand is still enough, but he’s more likely to use paddles and belts. I honestly think he’s even old fashioned enough to cut a switch. Either way, your ass is grass, and you’re fearing for your life the moment he forces you over his knee or the bed for a long punishment.

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freya-fallen · 1 year

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Okay, but obsessive Compress... something about this man screams obsessive lover to me.

Imagine him, this perfect gentleman who always brings flowers on your dates. After all, he's a magician. Presenting you with lovely blooms is the least of his tricks.

He's one of the few LOV members who maintains anonymity for a long period of time. He is always masked, so when you meet him, of course you have no idea what he does (other than being a magician, which he's happy to share).

He'll keep you a secret from the other villains lest they develop an interest, too. He can't have Toga bleeding you or Dabi burning you. And he doesn't want to scare you away until he has you one hundred percent hooked.

There's marriage, though that's tricky, considering you'll want to meet his family. And then there's, well, pregnancy. That's a tie not even divorce can separate.

He's just the sort of magician who can figure out a way to circumvent birth control. And then he'll want to convince you to stay home and take it easy during the pregnancy. Slowly, surely, he will encourage your dependence on him. He will take care of everything, don't you worry.

And by the time you find out who he is, it's too late.

#mr compress #atsuhiro sako x reader #mr compress x reader #lov #league of villains #darkfic #pregnancy #yandere imaginings #yandere compress #manipulation

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a-detraque-barista · 1 year

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𝓑𝓝𝓗𝓐 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝙼𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚞

𝙱𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚐𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒

𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘

𝙺𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝙺𝚘𝚓𝚒

𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚔𝚒

𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝙴𝚒𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘

𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊

𝙰𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚊

𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝙼𝚎𝚣𝚘

𝙳𝚊𝚋𝚒

𝙰𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚊

𝙹𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝙺𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚔𝚊

𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝙵𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎

𝚃𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝚃𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞

𝙰𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒

𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚘

𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒

𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚈𝚘

𝙼𝚛. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜

𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚛𝚌𝚊

𝙰𝚜𝚞𝚒 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚞

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fairystar111 · 2 months

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Dark New World

By: fairystar111

Rating: Gen

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia

Summary:

The age of heroes is over… the League of Villains had won the war and Japan was now under their rule. Class 1-A is declared missing in battle and a hefty bounty is announced for any information leading to their capture. What horrors will they face if caught by the League?

(A villains win AU featuring found family and forced family.)

CW/Tags: Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Hostage Situations, Non-consensual Drug Use, Parental Yandere. Also all relationships between minors and adults are platonic! Fucked up but still platonic!

The age of heroes is over…the league had won the war and Japan was now under their rule. It happened so quickly the war had begun on an ordinary day, no one was expecting the country to be taken under siege so swiftly. Up until that point the League of Villains had seemed like a bunch of amateurs with only two known members. The heroes had been taken painfully by surprise and suddenly half of the hero population was dead and the rest had gone into hiding once All Might was killed. The number one hero had been their last hope to turn the tide of the war but the hero had died protecting his protege from All for One. At least that monster had died with him when All Might used his last of his power to pummel him into the ground, turning his body into nothing more than a pile of sludge. With All Might gone chaos spread through the streets, people were panicking and didn't know who to turn to or who to trust.

Government officials were being murdered on live television and no one was doing anything to stop it. A video of Hawks killing the president of the Hero Public Safety Commission was released shortly after he exposed the abuse he and many others had undergone in their care. With the HPSC gone, the heroes had no one to turn to to organize a large-scale attack on the league. Many died without the support while others took it as a sign to flee the country or go into hiding.

Former heroes were being exposed for heinous crimes that were swept under the rug by the HPSC. The most shocking being Dabi or Todoroki Touya exposing Endeavour’s abuse to the public before slaughtering him with the former winged hero Hawks. The rest of Japan's government had forty-eight hours to report that they surrender and pledge allegiance to the leadership of the League of Villains or they would be slaughtered and their corpses used as a warning for those who commit treason.

As much as the remaining heroes tried they could not defeat Shigaraki and his army of villains. With All for One dead and Shigaraki inheriting his power, he and his league quickly overwhelmed them. Midoriya was only barely starting to understand how to use his power and was not strong enough to stop Shigaraki despite him thinking it is his mission to do so.

When Midoriya almost died trying to fight off a muscled quirk villain from Shigaraki’s army, Shouta and Hizashi had to make the hard decision to stop fighting and bring the class into hiding. Fully trained pro heroes were dying everyday and his inexperienced students were going to be killed if they continued to fight.

There was an old UA fortress hidden in the mountains Nezu had told him about, it was only to be used in dire situations so Aizawa had never actually been there before. But he knows the location where it is hidden and that it was an old stronghold from the dawn of quirks that had been modified for extreme post apocalyptic type disasters. The base should be strong and hidden securely enough to protect his students. With the help from Soaring, a hero that was visiting Japan when it fell, Shouta and Hizashi were able to get the kids there safely. They arrived with nothing but the clothes on their backs but they were safe at least for now.

Something that struck Shouta as odd had been the difference in treatment they had gotten in the war compared to other heroes. While their classmates and fellow teachers were being slaughtered mercilessly, Shouta and his class were only mildly injured aside from Midoriya. In fact he could have sworn during the fighting he heard someone mutter “Remember not to hurt ‘em too the big boss wants ‘em alive.”. While he is worried about what the villains meant by that. He can’t help but be grateful for it because it gave him more time to protect his kids and make a plan to escape. Now he can only worry about what is in store for them if they are caught. He knows the League had it out for his class, he can only hope they were not being spared only to be captured and tortured by them later.

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For the last couple of months the League has been working meticulously to build a society they think would be fair to everyone and set up official laws and appoint figureheads to step in place of them in the public and run the country exactly how they want to. They have officials who handle the public but have no real power to change things. They follow their orders and the minute one steps out of line they are slaughtered and displayed for everyone to see. The League usually only makes public appearances when squashing rebellions or publicly punishing those who disobey their rule. They may not be the faces of the country but everyone knows who is truly really running everything behind the scenes.

It has been months since they've taken over Japan and there have been no sightings of their targets. They would find them soon enough, no matter where they run or where they hide they will never be free. The League will always chase them to the ends of the earth. They take what is theirs and those children belong to them.

“It's been ages since there have been any sightings of class 1-A. How far along are we on locating them?” Shigaraki growled out, frustrated beyond words. He hasn’t had a chance to see Izuku since the initial decoy attack on the USJ. Last he heard his baby brother almost died fighting a rogue villain named Muscular and he wasn’t there to save him. Said villain was then brutalized and tortured by Tomura on live television to show what happens to rouges. He needs to find Izuku soon. Clearly his little brother has no survival instinct in him at all and needs his big brother there to protect him.

“They were last spotted boarding a plane escorted by the flying hero Soaring exactly three months ago, current location unknown.” Hawks replied, angsty to get his hand on his baby bird again. He doesn't know how the poor chick is surviving without him there to watch over him.

“Have any of our soldiers been able to locate and interrogate the hero?” Tomura huffed, miffed that they were able to hide so well considering the five million yen bounty they put on each of them. Surely some civilians will be selfish enough to report them for the reward, right?

“Soaring fled Japan shortly after helping the targets escape and is currently missing. We have had several plans to locate him but none have succeeded at this time.” Mister Compress replied gently, trying not to upset Tomura more than he already was.

“This is all taking too long; they could be anywhere in the world at this point. We’ll be lucky if they decide to hide in Japan at all.” Shigaraki rasped out, roughly digging his nails into the soft skin of his neck. The idea of his little brother hiding out in a foreign country made his skin crawl.

“Hey look on the brightside, they’re not dead so that means we'll always have time to catch them later. They can’t run forever. Eventually they'll slip up and we’ll be there to take back what is ours! ” Toga said, smiling brightly. She really wants to see Ochaco again. She had met the girl in the beginning stages of the war. Ochaco had saved her from her fellow heroes and Toga has been infatuated ever since.

“Yeah! We’ll never stop looking for them. No matter how far they try to run or where they hide we’ll always find them. Who are you guys looking to take anyways?” Hawks asked, realizing after all this time they never actually talked about which kids they wanted. They had been so busy setting up an entirely new government they hadn’t had much time to really talk about it. He just knew they were all part of the same class his baby bird was in.

“Izuku is obviously coming with me.” Shigarki said sternly. No one is getting their hands on his little brother but him. Father had left Izuku in his care and Tomura promised he would take care of Izu whether the boy liked it or not. The kid was way too reckless and seriously needed to be reined in by his big brother.

“I'm taking Shouto.” Dabi replied easily. Endeavor did a lot of damage to his family, to Shouto in particular, but Dabi was sure he could turn his stoic brother back into the adorable baby brother he had left all those years ago. He’ll probably fight a bit at first but he’ll realize soon how much better things are here. He can be a good pseudo-father figure for his little brother and help him regain some of the childhood he lost.

“I don’t want to adopt kidnap any children personally. But I'm always happy to babysit for those of you who will.” Said Magne, the big sister of the group. She loves children but she is just not ready to have one of her own. And of course breaking the little heroes in, is not something her heart can handle. She hates seeing children in pain and she knows that the first few months will be a very harsh adjustment on the baby heroes.

“I already have Himiko but it would be nice to have an innocent child at home that has no blood on their hands. I hate kids! Who would you like, koko? You’re not getting any siblings! ” asked Twice. While he does already have a daughter of his own and he loves her the way she is. Having a sweet non villainous child at home waiting for them while they're out does sound appealing to him.

“I wanted Izu-chan and Ochaco,” Himiko pouted. She wanted Izuku to be her little brother, not Shiggy’s. She had seen the boy fighting savagely in the beginning of the war and liked him and he’s one of Ochaco’s best friends so that made him even better.

“No! My little brother is coming with me!” Shigaraki screeched from across the large meeting table.

“Okay well then Ochaco is better than Izu-kun anyways!” Toga said, sticking her tongue out at Shigaraki. Ochaco would make an adorable baby sister with a little bit of work from her and her dad.

“I personally want Asui. No one knows mutant quirks better than a mutant themselves. I would take the best care of that little girl.” Spinner explained. He originally had wanted nothing to do with the kids but when he found out that there was another animal mutation like himself he started to think it wouldn't be so bad. He also saw that there was a student with a bird mutation but he did not want to get killed by Hawks for trying to take his fledgling. He had never had any siblings or planned to have a child of his own; everyone in his life has always rejected him because of his quirk. So Asui would be his child to love and raise.

“Well I for one do not need anymore children. My little magician is all I need. He’s made quite a bit of progress recently and he will be very happy to know he will be receiving new playmates soon.” Mr.Compress purred. He had gotten his little boy months ago and while he is still a little argumentative at times he is sure that is just part of his personality. He has already made quite the breakthrough with the boy, getting him to call him papa and rely solely on him for all his needs. The others will be so jealous when they meet him, they had only seen what the boy was like months ago when he had been originally captured.

“No need to brag.” Hawks drawled coldly. He is honestly really jealous that Atsuhiro was able to get his kid so early into the game when he is still struggling to find his fledgling.

“Anyway I’m taking Fumikage but you all probably already know that.” Hawks said lazily. He had met his baby bird while he was doing his internship and found it hard to let him go. His instincts had reacted so violently when the boy had told him he was leaving, though he knew the internship was only temporary, the thought of his baby bird leaving him had made him feel so angry and empty. Hawks wanted to keep Tokoyami for himself more than anything. Fumikage had been the reason he had turned full villain. Since there was no easy way to take the boy from his family legally, he figured when the league eventually took over Japan he could finally get Fumikage all to himself.

“And I will be taking Eraserhead and Present Mic. And no I will not be answering why.” Kurogiri said. Shirakumo is looking to complete his collection of friends. At least the ones that are still alive, poor Nemuri will have to undergo the same process he did when he died.

Just as Shigaraki was about to reply to Kurogiri, the doors to the conference room burst open and military personnel filed into the room.

“WHAT!” Shigaraki snarled, watching the general shrink back in fear.

“Sir we've just received info that there have been reported sightings of a large group of children and two adults living on Mount Yama. The descriptions of the children and adults match the 1-A students and teachers.” The man said.

“Send in a group of stealth operatives to get their exact location while we close in on them. Gather the troops and station them all around the perimeter of the mountain, and be ready to storm the mountain in case they want to put up a fight.” Shigaraki barked with a smirk. Their kids are coming home soon whether they like it or not.

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It had been three months since they arrived at the camp and while it was hard at first they were mostly happy. Yes there are days where they were terrified about what would happen if they were ever caught but the kids were just happy to be alive together and have a home with their teachers. Because despite everything they went through their teachers love them all and would protect them until their last dying breath.

There had only been enough viable rations for the first month because of this they had to learn how to grow and hunt their food quickly. It was very difficult for many of the kids, most of them didn’t even know how to cook yet let alone hunt to survive. They taught them how to cure and dry meat, how to fish and hunt for animals, how to plant a garden and how to preserve food to last for months. Their teachers were very patient with them teaching them all the skills needed to thrive in the wilderness.

They have been trying to get into communication with other surviving heroes to get them to come to their base but have had no luck. The few who had answered had been terrified of even being associated with them. Apparently the league had put out an announcement that anyone that was caught helping them would be charged with aiding and abetting criminals and sentenced to execution. But those with any information on them leading to their capture would be rewarded generously. While it was hard being treated as criminals they couldn’t blame people for not wanting to die. And while most didn’t help them in any way, they were kind enough to not immediately report them to the league for a reward.

One day while out foraging for food the class could swear they felt unfamiliar eyes on them but Jirou confirmed that there was nothing out of the ordinary that she could detect nearby so they went deeper into the forest. They were out hunting for pigs to make for dinner, the wild pigs are the best source of protein on the mountain but you have to travel deep in the forest to catch them. The deeper they went the more they could sense that someone was trailing them, it felt like they were prey being hunted by a dangerous predator. Aizawa would sometimes test them by stalking them in the forest and seeing if they could sense him but… these eyes did not feel like the teacher they loved, they felt malicious. They decided to head back to camp early and alert their teachers that there was something in the forest making them uneasy and unable to focus on their hunt. When they finally arrived at their base they ran as quickly as they could to find their teachers.

“Mr. Aizawa! Mr. Aizawa! Mr. Aizawa!” The students yelled frantically, finally finding their teacher.

“What's wrong?” Shouta asked, alarmed by the frazzled state of his kids. Most of them had tears in their eyes and were trembling, holding tight onto one another. As soon as he asked, all his kids started trying to explain what happened all at once.

“Shh, one at a time please. Iida explain what happened to get you all so upset.” Aizawa asked calmly, wanting to know why the students were back from their hunt so early and why they were in such a state.

“Sir there seemed to be someone following us on our hunt today. At first we thought it might have been you but something about the presence following us didn’t feel quite right. It felt like someone was spying on us. We're worried that someone may have leaked the location of the safe house.” Iida explained voice cracking and shoulders trembling.

“Okay calm down your teachers will figure this out. Hizashi, it's go time someone found us. They might possibly already be on the way to our location with reinforcements. I need you to come here as soon as possible and help me get the kids ready to run. What is your eta?” Shouta said urgently into the walkie talkie. Actual phones are too easy to track so they have been mostly using radio to communicate.

“I'm coming Shouta, I can be there within five minutes. Please start getting them ready without me. I'll be there as soon as I can.” Hizashi responded, worried voice coming out distorted through the small speaker of the walkie talkie.

“Affirmative, alert me as soon as you arrive.” The teacher said, quickly signing off.

“Alright I need you all to be calm and pack a bag with a couple of days worth of food in it each and dress as warmly as you can. We need to be ready by the time Hizashi arrives. Then we'll need to run as fast as we can alright.” Aizawa ordered.

“But where will we go, sensei?” Shouta heard a teary little voice ask.

“I don’t know yet but your teachers will figure it out. Don’t worry we'll be fine. I need you all to be brave right now. Can you do that for me?” Aizawa said, heart breaking at the sight of the frightened uncertain eyes of his students all being directed at him.

“Yes Sensei.” Twenty wary voices answered back.

“Good, now go pack your bags. We need to be as quick as possible.” Shouta ordered.

The students hurried to pack while the teachers wondered where they were going to go. With the temperatures dropping they weren't going to be able to camp just anywhere unless they wanted to risk hypothermia. They needed to find a secure shelter but they didn't know if there were any left that were not out in the open or in public use. They decided that they would just have to move into any abandoned building they see and keep moving so they do not get caught. It was going to be difficult hiding with such a large group but their priority for now was getting off the mountain without getting captured. The trip down the mountain would last at least three days on foot if they were lucky. It was a risky move but they needed to leave now. The teachers quickly backed their bags of food, once they were done they went to meet with the students who had gathered by the entrance to announce their plan of action. But before they could get to explaining they heard a banging noise getting louder and louder towards the door. They quickly dropped into a battle stance as the doors to the facility were blown off their hinges.

“Well well well look who it is. You heroes have been quite difficult to track down, you know. ” Shigaraki purred, smirking with the rest of the villains around them.

“What are you doing here? They're only children, you have no business with them! ” Eraserhead yelled, ready to defend his kids or die trying.

“Hey, no need to be so aggressive, we don’t have to fight as long as you give us what we want.” Hawks said with a lazy smirk eyeing Tokoyami. He looked ready to snatch the little bird up and fly him back to his nest.

“What do you people want?” Aizawa asked, trying to think of a way to get all of his kids out of here safely.

“The answer is simple really. We want you ,” Shigarki answered with a devilish smirk as Kurogiri opened portals underneath several students depositing them in front of different league members.

“Now no one needs to get hurt as long as the ones we call surrender to us willingly.” Shigaraki said, holding four fingers to Iida’s throat.

“Izuku Midoriya, come here or your friend dies.” Shigaraki said knowing the boy would always put others before himself. The boy in question walked forward on shaky legs with a determined look on his face. ‘Aw look how determined he looks, that won't last long’ Shigaraki thought as he snapped on the quirk canceling collar around Izukus neck. He can’t have his little brother hurting himself with a quirk he was never supposed to have. Oh well he can deal with that permanently when they get back to their base. He pressed a button and the collar sedated Izuku making him fall limp in his arms. He waved his hand to his teammates to quickly get this over with. He needs to go home soon to put Izuku down for a nap.

“What did you do to him?” The boys' teachers yelled, both charging at the villain but they were quickly handled by Kurogiri, collaring them and portalling them away. The rest of the students looked significantly less brave now that their protectors were gone, most dropping their battle stances and trembling, staring at the villains.

“Shouto come to Touya.” Dabi cooed with a soft smile, arms wide open. Todoroki hesitated, clearly this man is a villain that viciously attacked his school and fellow heroes but he's also Touya-nii and Touya would never hurt him.

“Come now Shouto don’t make me hurt one of your little friends here.” Dabi growled. That made the boy come running into his arms.

“Good boy Shou.” Dabi purred as he collared the boy and placed him on his hip. He didn’t think he needed to sedate Shouto; he's always been a good boy for his big brother. He gently rocked him, shushing him when he began to squirm as the others finished up.

“Ochako come over here! You get to come home with me and dad!” Toga said happily, holding up her fathers hand. The poor girl they chose looked as if she was going to vomit over the idea of coming home with them. While that made Himiko a bit sad, she knew her baby sister wasn't going to like living with them at first. But it's okay she and her dad just have to train Ochako a little bit first then she’ll love them just as much as they love her. Twice quickly snapped the collar around the girl's neck and put her to sleep before the poor thing made herself sick. She couldn't afford to lose any more calories, she had already lost the adorable chubby pink cheeks she had in her photos. The poor girl barely weighed anything in his arms, the months in hiding must have been hard on his little girl.

“Fumikage come here or else.” Hawks said, holding one of his hardened feathers to Shougi’s neck. The boy solemnly marched forward, he could not risk his best friend's life over his own freedom. Fumikage cried when he was collared and could no longer feel Dark Shadow. It hurt Hawks to see his nestling crying out for his quirk as the sedative started to work but Dark Shadow was simply too powerful to be allowed to roam free. Once Fumikage was a bit more settled into his new life then they could try but that won't be for a long time.

“Um Asui Tsu can you come here please?'' Spinner asked and that was all the girl needed to march forward, while she didnt know why she was picked she could never risk her classmates' lives for her freedom. Surprisingly she did not receive a collar around her neck but she did get a bracelet that put her to sleep. She went limp in Spinner's arms wondering if she was ever going to see her family again.

“Are you guys done yet?” Shigaraki whined, tired of waiting and ready to go home. He signaled Kurogiri to open a portal back home when he received a round of eager 'Yes!’s from the rest of the league.

“Gather and restrain the rest of them and bring them to location B. Place them in prison A and do not harm them or touch them unless ordered too.” Shigaraki barked at the troops he had brought along. The rest of the class would make great incentives to behave or rewards for good behavior.

“Alright guys, Let's go home.” Shigaraki said, smiling softly as he and the league walked into the portal with their prized possessions.

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akashigadabi · 11 months

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Hey—people who actually read my stuff. Should I ever write for Shigaraki or Dabi? (Or Spinner or Twice or Lady Nagant or even a hero or two like Eraserhead, etc etc etc) Like, would people read that?

#all for one #shigaraki tomura #dabi #twice #spinner #mr compress #lady nagant #magne mha #todoroki touya #shuichi iguchi #bubaigawara jin #league of villains #paranormal liberation front #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #villain x reader #yandere bnha x reader

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ao3feed-hawks · 1 year

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Hawks and Dabi Sitting in a Tree

Hawks and Dabi Sitting in a Tree by Firey Passion

Hawks is weirded out by a place having so many of his feathers, after a bit he decides to go check it out himself, which leads to an interesting discovery.

(This takes place between chapter ten and eleven of Unhealthy Obsession, I would suggest reading that first but it is untimetally not needed to enjoy this fanfic.)

Words: 2068, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Unhealthy Obsession +

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Usagiyama Rumi | Miroku is a Little Shit, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is a Little Shit, Yandere Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Fucked up Shit is Treated as Hot, Takami Keigo | Hawks has Experienced a Gay Panic, Kissing With Questionable Consent, Quick Burn, it's all gay

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43160665

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Hotwings #♥#Dabihawks #Hotwings #Rumi Usagiyama #Miruko #Sako Atsuhiro #Mr Compress #⚣#A:Firey #Yandere

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yanderelionwrites · 8 months

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MHA Yandere Lists: Your Bedroom

Content Warning: yandere, kidnapping

These yanderes set up a separate room for you to stay in. They want to ease you into your new home and situation, so giving you your own room will hopefully make you see they’re trying to be courteous and make you comfortable. They’ll do their best to decorate the bedroom with all of your favorite things and design it to your liking. And if you ever get lonely sleeping in your bed all by yourself, you can always join them in their room 👀

| ALL MIGHT, Eijiro Kirishima, Fat Gum, Fumikage Tokoyami, HAWKS, Hitoshi Shinso, IZUKU MIDORIYA, Kyouka Jiro, Mezo Shoji, Mirio Togata, MOMO YAOYOROZU, Natsuo Todoroki, Ochako Uraraka, Sero Hanta, Shota Aizawa, SHOTO TODOROKI, Tamaki Amajiki, Tenya Iida, Tsuyu Asui

They make you sleep in their bedroom, chaining you to the post if they have to. That way, they’ll always know where you are, even when they’re sleeping. You don’t need your own bedroom, that’s just ridiculous. Why would you want to be away from them? You just look so cute lying in their bed and they get to cuddle you to their heart’s content. And don’t worry, they’ll make sure to include some of the stuff you like in their room so you feel more “at home” 😃

| DENKI KAMINARI, Endeavor, HIMIKO TOGA, Katsuki Bakugo, MIDNIGHT, Mina Ashido, Mirko, Mr. Compress, Nejire Hado, Present Mic, Re-Destro, Spinner, TWICE

They keep you in the basement and, maybe if you’re good, you can move upstairs. You’ll be chained up down there, with nothing but a mattress, a thin blanket, and a flat pillow to keep you company. Soon, you’ll have no choice but to behave and beg to stay upstairs with your captor. Anything would be better than living with the bugs and the dust covering each surface… 🪳

| All For One, DABI, Endeavor, Midnight, Mirko, Tomura Shigaraki

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thetreefairy · 2 years

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I thought of something that I think is super cute so I hope you like it too. Okay so toddler reader misplaces their favorite stuffed animal/toy and is sad cause they can’t find it so the whole league and even all for one help look for it 🥺

AHHH THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEE. YOU HUMAN, THIS IS AMAZING. THIS MAY BE SHORT BUT DAMN I LOVE THIS ASK

Title: RuRu is lost :(

The toddler reader was crying their lungs out. They couldn't find their stuffed animal (a cat) 'RuRu'. Reader walked into the bar area where Tomura was discussing a villain attack with Dabi, they were sobbing loudly with tears running down their face. "What's wrong, squirt?" Dabi asked walking towards them and kneeling down their height. "OI! They're my child, let me handle it!"

"Shut up, crusty motherfucker!" Tomura started mumbling annoyed. "I lost RuRu! I can't find RuRu!" Reader cried out. "KURIGORI CALL AFO, GET EVERYONE HERE! WE NEED TO FIND RURU!" Tomura shouted. "Dabi, you will try to calm Munchkin down!"

"HOW THE FUCK WILL I DO THAT?!"

"GO WATCH THE AVENGERS OR SOMETHING!"

With that the whole league and AFO was searching for RuRu, Reader was unconsolable. Tomura was turning almost everything to ash. "TOMURA STOP TURNING EVERYTHING TO DUST DAMN

"We'll find RuRu, I promise." Dabi was telling her sweet nothings. It did not work.

"I FOUND IT! I FOUND IT! I FOUND RURU!" Toga shouted happily and ran to reader. Reader took RuRu out of Toga's hand and their hysterical crying stopped and was just sobbing. "Thank you! Toga-nee, I love you!"

Oh, this just proved to the league that they're weak, especially to AFO and Tomura.

#platonic yandere #yandere shigaraki #fluff #yandere bnha #shigaraki fluff #shigaraki tomura #soft yandere #yandere league of villains #yandere toga #yandere touya #yandere spinner #yandere mr compress #yandere x darling #tenko shimura #shimura tenko #yandere afo #tomura shiragaki #yandere mha #male yandere

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yanderecrazysie · 2 years

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Trick

I’M SO SORRY THAT THIS IS LATE!! I had meant to write this a while ago but life and writer’s block got in the way! I hope it wasn’t too big of an inconvenience! I wanted it to be longer but I didn't expect it to end up being over 3.5K words (oops)

But I’m so honored to have been tagged for this collab, especially by one of my favorite writers!

Collaboration: “The Carnival Collaboration” hosted by the amazing @demonlamb666 (CHECK THAT AUTHOR OUT)

Title: Trick

Pairings: Mr. Compress x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing, Mr. Compress lowkey hot tho

Note: Depending on how you want to view this, this is a slight AU where not many people have quirks OR you live in a country where most people don’t have quirks and Mr. Compress is traveling from Japan.

Part 2: here

trick

/noun/

a cunning or skillful act or scheme intended to deceive or outwit someone.

For a moment, all you can hear is a clap of thunder.

It’s the type of thunder that feels like it’s rattling even the bones inside you- like the flash that accompanies it is burning behind your eyelids while the explosion of sound assaults your eardrums.

You’ve never liked storms, especially when you’re in one of the flimsier side tents. Against the storm, the only good it does is keep the rain from hitting your head.

Other than that, you might as well take a few steps forward and through the wildly waving tent flaps into the field that surrounds you. The rain-laced wind hits you through the gaps of canvas, chilling you to the bone. The bolts striking through the sky are seen clearly through the red-and-white fabric and it does nothing to muffle the chaotic sounds.

When it’s not storming, you like the tents. Love them, even. A home that you could bring with you wherever you went; something familiar to see each day no matter how much the rest of the scenery changes.

But during a night like this one, you’d trade just about anything to be cuddled up in a cozy little house, warmed by the artificial heating, and able to tune out the somewhat-muffled thunder and close the curtains on those taunting lightning bolts.

Your mother had always told you that the thunder was “a warning”. That any time it stormed, God was telling all who could hear it that something was going to go wrong.

Back then, your eyes had been wide and inquiring, worried that every storm would mean that you’d be in big trouble. But your mother reassured you that many people could hear the thunder and it might not be you that needed the warning.

Even though some would call it stupid or, perhaps for a better term, superstitious, you couldn’t help but think your mother was right. Didn’t all scary stories start with “it was a dark and stormy night”? Didn’t movies always use lightning to represent the villainy of a character?

That superstitious belief is what you blamed your misgivings about the stranger standing in front of you on. Because, despite how strangely he was dressed, there was no way such a gentleman would pose any threat to you, especially not when so many people knew where you were at all times.

You studied the strange man before you. He was tall (around six feet, you’d guess) and, well, you couldn’t exactly say handsome when the only skin your eyes could see was the little gap between the man’s dark orange sleeves and red glove-clad hands.

You nearly laughed at the drowned feather drooping from the side of his top hat, the storm causing a contrast in the otherwise formal attire he wore. The bottoms of his boots were caked in mud but the bottom of the walking stick, you noted, was clean. You wondered why he carried it if he didn’t need it but brushed the question aside for now.

There was one part of his getup that stood out to you and not in a good way. Over his face he wore a white mask with black markings resembling a cartoonish face. You couldn’t decide if it was funny or disturbing and your emotions continuously leaned towards the latter.

Masks were common in your profession, but you usually knew what the people looked like under them. This man, however, could have been the ugliest or handsomest person in the universe and you’d never know. You couldn’t so much as judge his age with him like this.

Maybe it worried you, too, that you couldn’t see where his eyes were looking. As much as you tried to blame it on paranoia, you couldn’t shake the feeling that his gaze was locked on you. With his eyes hidden like they were, there was no way you could know for sure.

You hadn’t listened to a word your boss had said but it didn’t matter. It was the same spiel every time someone new stumbled across your carnival’s applications. He’d used the same speech on you when you’d joined 10 years prior.

However, when your boss neared the end and said, “Why don’t you introduce yourself?” the already-silent tent somehow grew even quieter.

Everyone waited with bated breath; gaze fixed on the strangely dressed man. If the man was dressing this way for attention, he’d certainly gotten it. You and your fellow carnies were curious to hear what his voice would sound like, since you couldn’t tell anything else about him.

You weren’t sure exactly how you were expecting his voice to sound, but it wasn’t anything like the one that came from behind the creepy mask.

“You may call me Mr. Compress. It is a pleasure to meet you all, ladies and gentlemen.”

A masculine voice smoother than any you’d heard before. He sounded every bit like the performer he must be- his voice soothing and silky but with a subtle booming quality that carried his words across the tent effortlessly without him raising it above a calm, casual tone.

It fit him, you thought. A gentleman with a flair for the dramatics in both appearance and voice. And, as you’d later discover, in personality as well.

A few moments later, after introductions finished, he was left alone with you and your co-workers. Usually, this was an awkward encounter where the newcomer stood in front of everyone, not knowing what to do, and the rest of you would go back to doing whatever you were doing before, wondering if it was better to invite them over or leave them be.

Mr. Compress, however, walked over to the picnic table you and two others sat at with an air of complete confidence, as though he joined a new carnival every day. The only seat open was next to you and you fully expected him to simply drop into the seat and begin talking.

But no, he didn’t just look the part of a gentleman, he was one.

“Excuse me, young lady, but do you mind if I take a seat here?”

You blinked owlishly at him for a second, before a smile slid its way across your face and you nodded, scooting over a little so that he would have ample room to sit.

Something about his voice put you at ease. So much so that you briefly toyed with the idea of asking if he has a quirk that made people feel calmer. You didn’t want to risk making a fool of yourself, so you bit back the question.

“King’s Corners?” Mr. Compress asked you.

“Huh?” You responded dumbly, too fascinated with his voice to comprehend the words he was saying.

“(Y/n), he’s asking if we’re playing Kings in the Corner,” your friend, Ryo, groaned in annoyance.

You felt your cheeks heat up as you stumbled over your answer, trying to make up for your previous idiocy, “Yes, we’re playing Kings in the Corner. I mean, I assume King’s Corners is just another name for it, unless it’s not, and, um, then it wouldn’t be…”

If you didn’t look stupid before, you certainly did now.

“Perhaps I was calling it by the wrong name, or one that you don’t use in the area, my deepest apologies, young lady. Do you mind if I try my hand on the next round?”

Even though you couldn’t see his expression, you somehow knew that he was smiling warmly at you. Though the embarrassment persisted, it faded away with his kind attempt at salvaging your feelings.

It wasn’t long before Ryo, the winner of the previous round, was dropping the pile of cards in your hands for you to shuffle and deal. You had barely straightened the cards when your friend began his interrogation.

“So, ‘Mr. Compress’, huh? Too good to have a name like the rest of us?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as your head turned sharply to glare at Ryo. He had a nasty habit of disliking the majority of newcomers, but he seemed even more aggressive this time around.

If you had to guess, it would be that Mr. Compress’s anonymity that was upsetting him. It was understandable that someone would be wary of such an unknown element, but it was never an excuse to be rude.

Before you could chastise your friend, your newest co-worker responded in a calm, almost amused voice, “Mr. Compress is merely my stage name. My real name is Sako Atsuhiro.”

Ryo huffed, obviously expecting the man to make up an excuse and refuse to disclose his name, “Why choose a name like that? Mr. Compress? What’s that even supposed to mean?”

The taller man silently reached out his arm, his fingers wrapping around the empty card box for just a moment before, suddenly, it was gone and, in its place, was a small blue marble pinched between his index finger and thumb.

“Well,” Ryo spluttered for a moment, no doubt trying to find another reason to attack the newcomer, “you realize you aren’t allowed to use a quirk as your carnival talent, right? You can’t just turn things into marbles as your ‘trick’. That’s all you can do, huh?”

“Oh, hardly,” Mr. Compress responded smoothly. He held up the marble and rolled it around in his gloved fingers, switching positions and playing with the blue orb for a minute before, suddenly, he was showing off an empty hand.

You gasped in surprise, leaning forward in curiosity, “Where’d it go?”

The man reached for his mask and began pulling it to the side. Your eyes widened as you excitedly waited to get a peek at his face. You would have sighed in disappointed when you realized most of his face was covered in black fabric, if it weren’t for his eyes.

His eyes were a beautiful brown and had such a soft gaze in them as he looked at you. The sudden unwavering attention on you made your breathing stop altogether and your heart beating out of control.

The smile playing on his lips grew wider as he opened his mouth, sliding his tongue over the top of his teeth to reveal the missing blue orb. You gasped again, letting out an impressed compliment as you watched him pluck the marble from his tongue and return it to the table. With just a moment of stillness, he released the card box from its prison.

Your eyes turned back to his face, surprised to see that gentle smile still directed to you. You returned the expression automatically, a warmth blossoming in your chest at the sight.

But the storm, which had mostly died out, decided it had one last warning to give. Lightning flashed, suddenly brightening the tent with its blinding light. And, as it did, Mr. Compress’s eyes flashed with it.

Only then did you realize that the look in his eyes wasn’t quite right. That there was something darker in those brown depths than you hadn’t noticed before. And it chilled you to the bone.

The thunder’s crash wasn’t nearly as loud as your own heartbeat pounding in your ears.

Your smile faltered a little, a cold shiver crawling up your spine. The man noticed, concern tugging on his own lips.

Before he could say anything, however, Ryo brought his fist down on the table with a sudden SLAM, making you both jump in your seats.

You’re not sure you’ve ever seen him this angry- his nostrils flaring a little as he scowled at Mr. Compress, snarling out the words “We should go to bed.”

It wasn’t a suggestion.

Mr. Compress nodded, returning the mask to his face in one fluid motion, “Yes, that sounds like a magnificent idea! The show will resume tomorrow, after we are well rested and ready for the day ahead.”

You stifled a laugh at his word choices, but you internally conceded that he was, probably, the only person that could pull that sort of talk off without coming across as annoying.

Your hand trembled a little as you pushed the cards back into their box; the box he’d compressed into a little sphere a few minutes ago. “Storms are a warning, (Y/n). The lightning lights up the truth and the thunder confirms it.” You couldn’t stop your mother’s words from repeating in your mind, no matter how much you tried.

Still, it wasn’t until after you’d waved goodbye to Mr. Compress, headed back to your personal tent, and slipped into bed did the thought hit you.

Can he compress people if he wants to? Could he compress- You shook your head and attempted to dismiss the thoughts as sleep took over.

But that night you dreamed of darkening brown eyes flashing with lightning, a growing smirk, a floating mask, and a blue dome surrounding you.

There was no way in hell you could tell Mr. Compress you didn’t trust him because of a storm completely unrelated to him. You were afraid that if you avoided him, he’d come to you and ask what he did to drive you away. And what would you say then?

That was one of the excuses you gave yourself when you began hanging out with the tall, masked man often enough to garner whispered jokes about you both being a couple.

Mr. Compress was a performer through-and-through, drawing crowds from all over the country and sending your carnival’s popularity shooting through the striped canvas roofs. He had many stories to tell about the places he’d been before, all of which were told in a tone that had you on the edge of your seat.

He was a traveling entertainer. Why he chose your little carnival to stay at, you weren’t sure, but you were more than happy about it. The two of you became closer and closer as the weeks went by.

His tricks fascinated you more than anything you’d seen before. And somehow, his magic and card tricks were even more impressive than his incredible quirk.

As a contortionist, you weren’t well-versed in magic tricks, so you often begged him to give you tips or reveal how he did something. But, no, “A magician never reveals his secrets, young lady, my sincerest apologies!”

The way he spoke both amused you and made you blush. You had thought gentlemen had died out long ago, but here was one, in the flesh, who gave you his sole attention.

How could you not fall in love?

Even though you’d never seen his face, you didn’t care. For you, his personality made him so attractive that you were sure that, even if his face was hideous, you’d still find him incredibly handsome.

As much as you’d love him to ask you to be his girlfriend, you knew that wouldn’t happen. Mr. Compress stayed at each carnival for 3 months before moving onto the next. He was a traveling performer and you doubted someone like yourself could change that.

He’d probably met countless women falling head over heels for him in the previous carnivals- ones that were more beautiful or interesting, or more compatible with his talent than you. He simply wasn’t the type to stay in one place for long or to be tied down, you understood that.

Maybe that’s why you’re shocked when, a few days before the 3 months were over, he pulls you aside and tells you how he feels about you.

You’re sure that you’re trembling with excitement when he reveals that he likes you and your words come out a little too fast, “I… I like you too! Do you… um… does that mean… You’re staying?”

Mr. Compress stiffens and is silent for a second, before letting out a smooth chuckle, “My dear lady, I cannot stay in one place. I want to entertain the world! No sense in wasting talent by standing in one spot and hoping the people will find you on their own!”

“Then…” Your heart seems to fall into the pit of your stomach and you’re forcing back the prickling of tears, “Why would you tell me if you’re just going to leave?”

“I want you to come with me!” Mr. Compress’s voice is filled with excitement, as though this is what he has always wanted. And you hope it is. “My life partner and performing partner in one! We’ll travel the world together!”

You quietly contemplate the idea, but deep down you already know your answer.

Those tents make up your home. The people in them, your family.

There’s no way you can just leave them behind to go with a man you’ve known for less than 3 months. You’re no Disney princess, you’re logical and you know there will be other men that come along your path and stay there, as much as you wish that man was the one standing before you now, eagerly awaiting your answer.

“I’m sorry.” You don’t know what to say and your mouth is dryer than the meadow’s grass before a wildfire. “This carnival is my home. I don’t want to ever leave it. If you want to travel with us, we leave to different cities every four to six months…”

It was a lame suggestion, and you could sense his disappointment in your answer. Mr. Compress was silent, standing there without moving so much as a millimeter. With no way to see his expression, you had no idea how he was processing your final decision.

Finally, he let out a dry chuckle and hung his head low in defeat, “I see… I must admit, I thought that could be your answer. You’re an admirable young lady, my dear.”

You give him a wobbly smile as your eyes fill with tears. This felt much harder than it should and, as sad as all this was, you knew you were making the right choice.

A strong gust of wind blew through the meadow, pushing your hair over your face in a heap. You scrunched up your eyes and wrinkled your nose as the strands tickled your face, your hands immediately leaping upwards to move the misplaced locks.

A smooth gloved thumb slid under the hair and gently brushed it off your face, clearing your vision so that you could see Mr. Compress’s black and white mask facing you. He stroked his fingers across your cheek a few times before speaking again.

“If I’ll be leaving soon, I can’t leave you behind with nothing to remember me by, now can I? I think it’s about time I teach you a trick.”

You perked up, a genuine smile spreading across your face, “Really? You’ll finally show me how to do a magic trick?”

Mr. Compress let out a soft hum and beckoned you to follow him. The two of you weaved between the main tents, heading for the personal dwellings. Your excitement was briefly dulled by the shock of something wet hitting your nose and, a second later, several more hitting the top of your head.

“We had better hurry, my dear, it’s starting to rain.”

You nodded, picking up the pace as you headed for his tent. The droplets began hitting the ground more frequently until your hair and clothes were beginning to grow damp under it. You were relieved to enter the tent, finally shielded from the downpour.

Mr. Compress turned around to face you, “Are you ready to see my trick?”

A grin broke out on your face as you nodded enthusiastically. His hand pried his mask from his face, revealing those pretty brown eyes and a somewhat sad smile.

“As anyone who has watched a magic show knows, the best trick is saved for last. This won’t be the last trick I perform on you, my dear, but it’s time for the curtains to close on this first show of ours.”

Your smile fades into a confused frown, your brow furrowing as your mouth parted to question his wording.

Before you could do so, his ungloved hand his shooting for your own. For a short moment, you feel his smooth palm holding onto you, then there’s a flash of light and the room around you shifts.

That dome from your dreams stretches above you as your world empties. In just a few short moments, you’re completely cut off from the world, your eyes closing in a desperate attempt to block out the overwhelming amount of blue surrounding you.

And the last things you hear are a clap of thunder, followed by a chilling laugh of victory.

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