#yandere mr. compress

[givetomurasomechapstick]

League of Villains and a Child headcanons 1

Timeline:

League of Villains and a Baby

Epilogue headcanons

League of Villains and a Toddler

When you get your quirk:

Shigaraki:

"I don't care what happens as long as she doesn't hurt me."

That's the first thing he says.

Completely fine with watching the chaos go down.

He is staying on edge around you, but isn't / doesn't want to avoid you. Or have you feel avoided and ignored.

Actually tells you all the good cool things your quirk can do when no one is looking.

"See brat? Your powers are cool."

But don't respond with something like 'your powers are cooler!'.

He is definitely gonna avoid you after that.

Toga:

Makes sure to show that she loves you even more. Especially with affection.

"Look Baby (Y/N), you got your quirk! And wow, look at all the cool things it can do!"

I assure you that she has no false enthusiasm and is actually impressed by your quirk; even if it were just for moving around your toothbrush.

Won't care if your power is scary, or makes you look weird. She makes sure to tell you she loves you even more!

If you get a blood related quirk she'll definitely help you out as best as she could.

"This is the coolest quirk I've ever seen Baby (Y/N)! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise!"

Dabi:

Chaos? He's SUPPORTING it.

"Your quirk is impressive..."

Even if he's not impressed he makes sure to say that under his breath.

Ultimately makes fun of your quirk.

BUT he will burn anyone else who makes fun of it in their sleep.

If your powers hurt you, he's figuring out ways to help you be able to use it without getting injured.

~ OOC soft Dabi ~

Will definitely steal get any sort of support item you need.

"Got to admit it to you kid, your powers are impressive. Just don't go training on your own, alright?"

Spinner:

His soul is slowly dieing...

ESPECIALLY if you got a mutation quirk.

Crying over it? He's helping you through the entire thing. And will let you vent to him about literally anything that comes to your mind at that moment.

Constantly gets stressed you might get depressed when your older.

So he does everything to prevent that.

Cookies? Already baked. Favorite plushy is getting a hole? Fixed it an hour ago. Literally anything you ever wanted? It's next to your door like Christmas presents under a tree.

I'm sure everyone in the League will never let him live down this 'mommy faze', but he won't care as long as you're happy.

"Don't let it get to you. Everyone is unique in their own way and this is one of them. I mean, hey! Look at me. Do I look that ugly?"

Twice:

Was actually out buying groceries when it happened.

And when he came back home, everyone was either screaming, yelling, or running around.

Maybe all of the above.

But either way, of you ask him if your power is cool (crying or not),

"It's such a cool quirk (N/N)! Well I think it's like trash."

Tries his best at comforting you. And really hopes he didn't make you feel bad about who you are.

Any quirk related to making multiple of something? He's helping you out with every fact he has.

Might be hard tho with his double side.

"See? Your power is perfect. Just for you! No! It fits terribly with your aesthetic, get a new quirk!"

Compress:

Meanwhile calming everyone down.

Also tells you about all the cool things your quirk can do.

Quirk that would look good at magic? Your his new personal assistant.

Don't diss him out tho.

"It's not cheating magic! It's just like a life hack of doing so. Is that what they call it these days?"

You have any ever growing collection of marbles now (with all the people that said you wrong about your quirk; courtesy of Compress)

"Your quirk works perfect on set. Try using it more this way and you could be the star of the show!"

[animeyanderelover]

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.

[mamayan]

YOU SHOULD DO MORE MR COMPRESS OMGG! (btw love ur writings🤭❤)

Oh gosh you are so right Nonnie, I nearly forgot to make anything for the gentlemen who is Mr. Compress~

Yandere Sako Atsuhiro x Darling

★ Gentleman ★

cw: NSFW • Yandere Themes • Kidnapping/Imprisonment • Delusional Yandere • afab reader!

That’s right. Mr. Compress, or Atsuhiro Sako, is a dramatic and flamboyant man when the curtain is up.

Always ready to entertain his audience, whether they like it or not.

He’s more reserved in private though. Not silent, but observant, as even he knows proper etiquette involves not interrupting the main attraction.

You. Though you only perform for him, in any case, he’s never going to disrupt your hard work. Dressing you up in the lacy attire and letting you dance was truly his downfall. You captivated him like he hoped to captivate the world.

Beautiful, artful, even in your clumsier moments and set backs, he finds you mesmerizing. Tells you too.

“Pretty darling, don’t cry, the act isn’t ruined, you’re doing so good.” He’s romantic, wiping your lovely tears even as you sniffle and shake, the silver chains on your wrists clicking like bells.

When the curtains are up, all eyes are on him, but when they fall it’s only his eyes on you.

Only he gets to be your greatest fan.

“Come now darling, you know the key to being a great performer is acting. You have to smile if you want me to believe you.” He’s not ashamed to force a smile on your lips, his dark eyes swirling with delusion and obsession. He knows you want this, have to, because he’d go truly insane without you.

Just smile for him, that’s an act all by itself, he could watch it all day after all.

He’s alright with compromise though. He’ll take a pretty moan too, watching your lips part into a cute O as he spears you on his cock. He loves your laughter but he’ll settle for now to only hear the gasps and whiny pleas as he fucks you senseless. His cock drilling your cute cunt until you become a compliant soft mess for him.

It’s an act all onto its own, one he gets to participate in.

He’s a gentleman though, he’ll never out you when you make a mistake.

Even when you try to claw out of your restraints or run from him, he’s happy to fix your act and put you in a marble to hide the little slips. He’s not cruel enough to expose it to the world, to embarrass you.

No, he’ll cover for you.

Forever.

[villainbun]

Masking fire

Dabi x Gn!reader and Mr.Compress x Gn!reader

Tw: yandere Dabi, yandere Mr.Compress, toxic relationship, eventual cheating, mask kink

ʚ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ɞ ʚ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ɞ ʚ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ɞ

You were sitting on one of the bar stools in the LoV hideout while Toga raved on about wanting to see that green haired hero boy again. You barely registered anything as the alcohol seeped into your body. Not that you were usually like this with her, you did enjoy conversing with her on the daily basis. However, tonight was different, you were too busy worrying about seeing Dabi again after what happened a few days ago.

“I thought we’ve talked about this already” you sighed.

“Relax babe, they are all dust by now. It’s fine” he said as if he was proud of burning random men until they were unrecognizable.

“But, what if you get caught? I don’t want to lose you” you frustratedly responded.

“Look at me” “Hey! Look at me, nothing’s gonna happen” he grabbed your chin and leaned in for a kiss. You felt his hands grabbing your waist and his semi hard cock rubbing against you.

“But you should be careful, the police and heroes are out looking for us what if-” you said as you weren’t in the mood.

“Tsk” he tutted. “Listen, I’m tired of you yapping like a bitch all day long, why don’t you come here” he barked back.

“But I…” you muttered until you realized it was useless to say anything. He didn’t listen to you before what made you think this time would be different.

“That’s it, I’m done. I can’t even relax anymore. Fuck this” he grumbled as he stepped away probably to smoke another cigarette and blow some steam off. It was always the same whenever your antics got too much, he would just walk away like you were wrong for caring for him.

Somehow, the nervousness you felt went away as soon as you saw Dabi coming back safely with Spinner, Twice and Compress. Toga immediately jumped up on her feet and rushed towards Twice, finally her favourite person to chat with in the League was back. Mr.Compress along with Spinner were heading your way.

“You know a lady should not be drinking alone, want us to keep you company?” Compress offered. You blushed slightly at him and nodded happily. Compress sat next to you and next to him was Spinner who was trying to steal the bottle away from you.

Mr.Compress removed his black and white mask leaving just his eyes and mouth uncovered by the ski mask. His gentle eyes stared at you briefly and maybe it was the alcohol talking at that moment, but you couldn’t help noticing how attractive he was. The mask certainly did a good job accentuating his features. His chocolate eyes made you feel warm and his luscious lips parted as he spoke to you leaving his pearly white teeth to shine through. You had to excuse yourself and go to your room. What are these weird thoughts creeping into your mind? You shouldn’t have drank so much, but it just felt so good to temporarily forget you and Dabi’s rocky situation even if it was for bit.

After you got into your room still ignoring Dabi’s presence, he thought to himself that he needed to figure out a way to get you back into his arms. He went up groggily to Compress and asked him to borrow one of his many ski masks. Did you really think he wouldn’t notice you making googly eyes at Compress in that mask. He knew you and your dirty mind enough to realize that you were flustered by men in masks. He was tired of this bratty behaviour, now it was time for you to be put back in your place. He won’t be tolerating your bickering any longer…

Later that night, Shigaraki yelled out from the other room, telling you both to shut up as you giggled and leaned onto Dabi’s chest as he kissed the top your head. It always ended the same, but with his body against yours nothing mattered, not the fight, not his temper, not this cycle that you were in. Everything was okay again, at least until the next time you lose your mind over his safety.

Little did you know that, in Mr.Compress’ room, he was figuring out a way to make you all his. There was no doubt in his mind that he would treat you so much better than that arsonist maniac.

ʚ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ɞ ʚ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ɞ ʚ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ɞ

I’ll be writing a part 2 eventually. It will lean more into Mr.Compress and reader

[freya-fallen]

I just wanted to let you know that this post here gives me so much life. This man drives me insane but in the hottest way. He's so sweet and for what.

Thank you! I honestly want to give him a story someday, something more than 5k words long and up to full length. He deserves it

[yanderecrazysie]

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-daydreams]

exhibit #2 - shark week

an installment of the freak shit march gallery showcase.

pairing: yandere!cullens x reader (twilight).

length: 1.4k.

warnings: non/con, afab!reader, dehumanization, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of medical malpractice, blood, slight initialization, and generalized twilight.

After moving in with the Cullens, your monthly cycles start to follow a similar routine.

‘Moving in’ meaning, of course, accidentally signing your rights to autonomy away to your doctor while you were so loaded up on sedatives the he hand to cup your hand in his just to make you hold the pen, and ‘period’ referring to, of course, the week or so you spent bleeding out in a house full of half-starved vampires. Carlisle claimed that it was dead blood and held little to no nutritional value for their kind, citing his children’s ability to attend the local community college without gutting an eighth of the students every month as evidence that your menstrual cycle wouldn’t cause an unwanted stir. When you reminded him that humans craved plenty of things that weren’t good for them, like chocolate and liquor and dubiously ethical affairs with their unnaturally cold general practitioners, he only hummed and asked what kind of products you preferred.

Esme usually noticed first. Sometimes, she’d catch it before you did, show up to your bedroom door with a warm compress and a tray of comfort food with only a kind smile by way of explanation, and you’d notice the pin-pricks of red dotting your sheets later on. Carlisle would usually be at work by then, so she’d spend her morning fussing over you, holding her hand to your forehead and forcing home-remedies past your lips until you manage to make her believe that one of her bitter teas had cured you wholesale. There’s a thin line between how she treats you when you’re sick and how she treats you on your period. One was a monthly ordeal, the other a hyper-rare occurrence in their meticulously sterile home, but both rendered you faint and encumbered, more receptive to her mothering. She liked it when you needed her. You guessed the reason why didn’t really matter.

(You used to assume that, if you were ever unfortunate enough to meet her, Esme would hate you. She’d see you as a homewrecker, as competition, or failing that, as a nuisance disrupting her otherwise idyllic domestic bliss. But, she’d never been that hostile, treating you more similarly to one of her adoptive children than her husband’s kidnapped mistress. It probably helped that her relationship with Carlisle was built more on a mutual affinity for make-believe than anything as fragile as love or passion. He was playing doctor, and she was playing dolls. He’d taken an interest in you for the former pastime, before gifting you to his wife for the latter.)

Eventually, you’d insist that you’d gotten enough bedrest and needed fresh air. That was when Alice would find you – waiting just outside of your bedroom door, her smile wide and your outfit for that day slung over her arm. As a rule, you did your best to avoid Mr. and Mrs. Wrong Side of the Mason Dixon Line, but she was one of the more forceful Cullens, prone to stepping on your heels and holding your preferred hideaways hostage until you relented to whatever form of dress-up she planned out for you. Normally, she’d be satisfied with doing your hair, testing out make-up swatches on someone with a skin tone darker than ivory, making you try on outfits that never seemed to repeat. On your period, though, she was a little clingier.

“Edward wrote from Belgium,” she’d say, absentmindedly curling her fingers inside of you. Most rooms in the Cullen house didn’t have a bed, so she would settle for the floor – letting you lean against an antique loveseat, skirt pooled around your waist and three crimson-stained digits buried in your cunt. “He’s so old-fashioned. Bella just calls, but no, he doesn’t want Nessie around too many screens. As if the poor thing won’t be fourteen this fall. Oh, and Jasper’s coming home tomorrow. He's already sick of Portland.”

Jasper wasn’t allowed within two hundred miles of Forks when you were on your period. Not after the tampon incident.

If you were loud enough, and you almost always were loud enough, Rosalie would come to your rescue. That was why she was your favorite.

Your time with her was largely spent outside, where it was a little more difficult to be tempted by the blood coursing through your veins. You’d sit on a riverbed with a book in your lap while she kept a measured distance, breaking the silence only to remind you to eat or drink or stretch your legs – little human inconveniences the others liked to forget about. Emmett, meanwhile, would take a more active approach to babysitting, pestering you to skip rocks or trying to make you laugh. Occasionally, he wouldn’t make it to your little picnics, and inevitably, you’d find a pair of your panties missing from your dresser the next day. Eventually, they’d turn up mixed in Rosalie’s collection – always nearly torn to shreds. You tried not to hold it against him. At least he had the decency to disregard your personhood behind your back.

You liked Emmett, but you liked Rosalie more. She was the only one who’d raised her voice to Carlisle the night he brought you home, the only one to continually acknowledge the issue of expecting a lamb to live among its butchers. It was nice – having someone willing to advocate for you. Or, to be able to believe that someone might, at least.

Once, you’d even asked her if she’d be willing to let you escape. Not even help, really, just leave a set of car keys where you could find them, or tell you where Carlisle’s security cameras were hidden, or refuse to cooperate while the rest of her family hunted you for sport. She’d taken minutes to answer. Time seemed to be an overabundant resource to eternal creatures. They were prone to letting it slip by in quantities that often made you, a being with fewer days to spare, feel sick.

“If I thought your life was in danger.”

Your life, of course, referring to your humanity. You doubted she’d have so much sympathy for you once you’d been reduced to yet another walking statue.

“It might not be something they plan.” And then, pulling your knees into your chest, “I’m really scared, Ro.”

She hadn’t said anything. When your attention turned back to your book, she asked you to read aloud.

Later on, Carlisle would come home. He’d spare a quick greeting for the rest of his coven, find whatever pantry or cupboard you’d attempted to hide yourself away in, and guide you back to your bedroom.

Intimacy wasn’t uncommon with him, but penetration was saved solely for your period. He was always slow, always gentle, but when you were bleeding, it was nearly agonizing – his hips grinding lazily into yours, his hands curled around your oak headboard, his unblinking eyes never breaking away from yours. No mind was paid to the unmarred white of Esme’s sheets. He’d watch lovingly as pink-tinged arousal dripped down your thighs, murmur sweet nothings as you cried and whined and whimpered for him to stop, that it hurt, that it wasn’t safe. If he felt like talking, he might list off the medical benefits of period sex – pain relief, stress reduction, heightened libido – or promise to be more careful next time, to have more patience in the future. Most nights, though, it was just your desperation, his adoration, and the dull sound of marble against flesh.

He didn’t need to sleep, but you weren’t so resilient. No matter how many times you came, he’d only let you go when your eyes grew too heavy to hold open, when your sobbed protests died down into little, sniffling complaints, when you finally went limp underneath his rigid form. He would sigh as he pulled out, not sparing any words of comfort before taking you into his arms. There’d be a bath, always so impossibly lukewarm, and then some humiliatingly frilly nightgown – more fitting for a toddler from his era than and adult from yours. If you were lucky, you’d still have the energy to insist on wearing a pad to sleep. If you didn’t, then Carlisle would get his way, and you’d be drenched in your own blood by the next morning.

Without fail, Esme would be perched on the edge of your bed by the time Carlisle finished. They’d both tuck you in – a pair of children putting their toy away after playtime – and you would fall asleep to the vile sounds of Esme lapping your blood off her husband’s cock.

[splendid-stories]

Oh this is lovely written~

Hero stares down at the paper in front of them with mounting dread. Their stomach is all tied in knots, and they feel a cold sweat at the back of their neck.

"You know, you don't have to do this if you truly don't want, I'm not forcing you." Villain purrs behind Hero, voice against their ear. The threat is unspoken. If Hero doesn't sign, they'll continue with their rampage. Continue killing, destroying, maiming.

The pen shakes in Hero's hand as they continue staring down at the paper. It's just a piece of paper, made of thick cardstock, cream white. Yet Hero has been staring at it for fifteen minutes, as if it'll bite them.

Certificate of Marriage

The font is too pretty, all stately and official looking. Hero feels as if they may throw up any minute.

"I don't understand why.." Hero finally finds their voice, asking the question that's been bouncing around in their mind since Villain first pulled the paper out as they suggested a truce.

"You already know my terms. In exchange for leaving your hero friends unharmed, for leaving the civilians of the city unharmed, I want you." Villain's voice is something possessive, filled with fire and heat. "This just makes it more official. More binding."

Hero shudders, and they feel as Villain steps closer behind them, a dark shadow looming over them. They know this goes beyond simply wanting to make their agreement more binding and they both know it.

"You know it's not legitimate- it's not legally binding without an officator." Hero stumbles over their words, not even sure if that's true.

Villain snorts, not usually one to be worried about legality of course. They put a hand to Hero's shoulder, warm and rough.

"I can find a priest to threaten. No one needs to know how and when we signed. Unless you'd rather make a big ceremony of this." Villain's tone is now teasing, amused by the idea of a wedding. "That could certainly be done if you prefer."

Flushing hot, Hero shakes their head quickly. No, they would not prefer that. This is already nerve-wracking and humiliating as is. A part of them wants to outright refuse, to tear the paper the shreds, and throw it in their face, but Hero knows this is the chance to get Villain to back down.

"I wouldn't be unkind to you." Villain says, voice suddenly softer and more serious. They lean forward, face resting against Hero's neck. The most terrible part is that Hero knows they mean it. They wouldn't be unkind or cruel, and that makes this all the more difficult. "You'd belong to me, but I'd take care of you."

Hero already knows there's no choice. They knew from the beginning that there was no other option. They have to do what is best for everyone else. Shakily, they finally nod.

"So selfless, so sacrificial to others." Villain says as they place a feather light kiss against the shell of their ear. "We'll have to work on that once you're with me."

They take Hero's hand currently holding the pen in their own, their grasp strong, as they lift it to the paper.

[yanderelionwrites]

MHA Yandere Lists: Showering

(This has been sitting in my google docs for FOREVER, it's kind of old)

Content Warning: yandere, suggestive themes, invasion of privacy, mention of kidnapping

The yanderes who absolutely insist on bathing or showering with you. Rarely will they let you bathe by yourself, so you might as well get used to it as soon as possible. Why wouldn’t you want them there with you? They take such good care of you, treating you like royalty. They’ll be extra gentle when washing your hair, only using the best of products to make sure it comes out nice and soft. They’re eager to wash your body too. They love seeing the soap suds cover your skin, and will pepper kisses all over your neck and shoulders while you two relax in the tub ❤️

| DENKI KAMINARI, HAWKS, Mina Ashido, MIRIO TOGATA, Nejire Hado, Present Mic, Re-Destro, Twice

The ones who respect your boundaries and let you bathe alone. While they desperately want to join you, they understand that this is something you want to do by yourself. When you’re done, they’ll blow dry your hair and brush it for you, if you let them. They just want you to be comfortable with them and to love them, and they know forcing you will not help. They will be over the moon if you ask them to join you though 💕

| ALL MIGHT, EIJIRO KIRISHIMA, FAT GUM, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hitoshi Shinso, IZUKU MIDORIYA, Kyouka Jiro, Mezo Shoji, Momo Yaoyorozu, Mr. Compress, Natsuo Todoroki, Ochako Uraraka, Sero Hanta, Shota Aizawa, SHOTO TODOROKI, Spinner, Tamaki Amajiki, TENYA IIDA, Tsuyu Asui

The ones who just walk in unprompted 💀 You’ll be minding your own business trying to clean yourself and then suddenly this asshole pulls back the curtain and hops in, no fucks given. It’s their bathroom anyway, so you have no right to complain. Scream and shout all you want but they’re not leaving. They’re so nonchalant about it too, they’ll just look at you with a smirk and be like “What?” Bastards 😤

| DABI, Endeavor, HAWKS, HIMIKO TOGA, KATSUKI BAKUGO, MIDNIGHT, Mirko, Tomura Shigaraki, Twice

[incelraki]

About me!

Hello everyone! My name is Ace, I am an 18 year old student from the Netherlands! I like to draw and think of gross headcanons for my favs!

This blog is 18+!! So: MDNI! I write disgusting stories, drabbles and headcanons about characters who are also 18+ and I don't want you guys snooping around here!

I usually dump my HC's to my friend on discord but I figured there might be more who enjoy em! So here we are.

I might just do HC's but I am definitely not opposed to drabbles or even fics/one-shots!

I like to write for afab/femme readers but don't let that stop you! Always feel free to request something for a different gender or different pronouns!!!

More below the cut!

Most of my rambles are centered around yandere, creepy, perverted and weird behavior so if that isn't your cup of tea, I suggest you scram!!

I like a lot of characters and fandoms but I usually keep my depraved rambles to a few select fandoms! Below you can find fandoms and characters I'd be willing to write for! But, definitely don't be afraid to request anything! There are a few things, however, that I won't do.

Minors

Scat

Vomit

More TBA probably lol

BNHA

Shigaraki

Dabi

Fat Gum

AFO

Mr. Compress

Skeptic

Aizawa

All Might/Toshinori

The Eltingville Club (Epilogue)

Bill (my beloved)

Jerry

Pete

Josh

Beastars

Legoshi (S3)

Melon

Gohin

Riz

(Maybe Yahya?)

Gravity Falls

Ford Pines

Stan Pines

Bill Cipher

Fiddleford McGucket

Arcane

Viktor

Jayce

Vander

Silco

Other

Billy Lenz

General filth without a character

Be prepared...or whatever. Bill Dickey headcanons later tonight :3

[mamayan]

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

Dabi

SWEET: Yan! Dabi x Fem! Darling

Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)

Soft (NSFW)

Head (NSFW)

Wall (NSFW)

Break (SFW but Dark Themes)

Crying Won’t Help (NSFW) ABO

Dirty thoughts

Do you masturbate? (Request!)

Jealous? (Request!) (SFW!)

Brat Tamer (NSFW)

Cold (Yandere Dabi x Darling)

Shigaraki Tomura

HAPPY HALLOWEEN (NSFW/NONCON)

MIND BREAK: (Dark NSFW)

Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)

Part 1: Time as a Darling (NSFW)

Part 2: Time as a Darling (NSFW)

Foot Fetish

Dirty thoughts

Do you masturbate? (Request!)

Jealous? (Request!) (SFW!)

Game Time (R) (Piss Kink) (NSFW)

Gross (Noncon) (NSFW)

Tenko Shimura HC (NSFW)

Dog (SFW • Drabble)

Manners (Tomura x Fem! Reader x Spinner NSFW)

Spinner

Do you masturbate? (Request!)

Soft s/o x Spinner (Request!)

Jealous? (Request!) (SFW!)

Cuddle Me (R!) (NSFW)

Heat Haze (R!) (NSFW)

Manners (NSFW)

Mr. Compress

Gentleman (NSFW)

Overhaul: (I will not accept requests for him!)

Better dead than alive (Dead Dove)

Fatgum

Feel Better (NSFW)

Headcanons

EraserHead (Aizawa)

Cock Warming (NSFW) (Request!)

Aizawa x villain (humor/crack)

Before Bed (NSFW/Request)

Mirio Togata

Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)

Moderation (NSFW) (x Fem! Reader)

Happy Birthday (NSFW)

Shinsou Hitoshi

Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)

Katsuki Bakugo

• Growing Pain (SFW/Hurt/Comfort)

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

For Your Safety (Yan! Noncon!)

Post dividers/@cafekitsune

[peachymilkandcream]

For The Glory Of Humanity|Part 15|Erwin x Reader

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, forced/arranged marriage, misogyny, domestic violence, yandere themes/behaviours, violence, Erwin being a (g)rape apologist, power imbalance, age difference, verbal/emotional abuse, murder, sexual coercion, blackmail, attempted suicide, etc.

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The reality of her situation had started to hit hard. Since her little trip away from Erwin's grasp his mood continued to sour. Now suspicion plagued his mind about leaving her for even a moment. He brought her to work with him, stifling her with his presence until she couldn't take it anymore. Her only break from his oppressive behavior was her social group, but even there she was surrounded by women who had all gossiped until they were blue in the face about her escape attempt.

She had a feeling Evelyn was the ringmaster in that circus, isolating her but also adding a touch of escape by offering friendship. Erwin had more or less threatened her to make it right with Mrs. Ackerman, something along the lines of how his life and career depended on it. And much to her sore pride she had done so, begging apology and not caring that the other party did not.

From then on Evelyn did treat her like somewhat of a friend. Better than the other women but still short and cutting down. She knew who ruled this part of society, and the ego that came with it was astronomical.

Even Mother had learned of the news. Horrified that all she had worked so hard for would go down the drain by her useless daughter unhappy with being unspoiled. The shrieking that had come over the line of the shiny new telephone she didn't know how her mother afforded was high-pitched and grainy. Berating her for such a stupid thing she had done and what would have happened if Erwin no longer took interest in her. How she almost cost the family. What a stupid and selfish brat she was.

Finally when her voice gave out the call ended, leaving the utterly alone Mrs. Smith in the quiet of her home. Erwin was still downstairs, avoiding her at all hours but night out of outrage that she had almost cost him everything, that she was comparing him to the worst of men. She knew if she told Erwin of the call he would take the side of her mother. No one was on her side anymore, no one truly cared for her well-being anymore.

What did she have to live for? A horrid husband, horrid friends with their horrid husbands, a horrid mother, a horrid existence. Only fit to give birth, bed, and eventually die. No rights, no future. Eren Jeager had promised a future where all Eldians would have equal rights with others in the world that had once sought to destroy them. Where were hers? What rights did she have that allowed men like Erwin Smith to possess a woman and do as they pleased with her?

She went to the bathroom, a headache coming on. They had been more frequent of late, a doctor attributing it to stress and the anxiety of trying to be a good bride and the adjustment to married life. The pills he prescribed meant to be taken as needed but with a proper dosage to refrain from an overdose.

As she stared at the little pills she wondered what would happen if she downed the whole bottle right now. Would anyone care? Would Erwin feel sorry for the way he had treated her? Would she finally be free?

While asking these questions it seemed like almost on their own far too many pills slipped into her mouth and slowly down her throat.

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Thankfully Erwin had been coming up the stairs for bed anyway. When he found her unconscious and not breathing on the floor he started immediate chest compressions, sending a servant for a doctor. With his battlefield knowledge he knew enough of how to keep her alive long enough for the doctor to come and treat her properly.

He shuddered to think of what would have happened if he wasn't there. His image, gone in an instant. How could the people trust him if he drove his own wife to suicide? The pills found on the ground next to her indicated what had caused this sudden life threatening accident. He was at his wit's end, unable to figure out how to keep his wife happy enough she wouldn't escape or kill herself. It was an impossible puzzle he couldn't figure out.

When she awoke, he saved the lecture for now. That would come at a later time when she was stronger. Perhaps she was getting bullied, he would suggest that Levi tame his wife a little more, a suicide could damage him too. All that he would figure out later, for now, he was just thankful she was alive.

"Erwin I-" She started, embarrassed by all of this.

"Save it. You don't have to explain yourself right now, in time yes, but not right now. Right now focus on yourself and recovering. Whatever it is that's wrong with you in the head I'll fix it."

"Erwin please, it's not that simple-"

"Enough. I will fix it. I have to."

[silkois]

W.I.D

The following content does not limit the type of requests I accept. If there is a topic or character that is not listed, but you wish to have included feel free to ask! If I’m ever uncomfortable with something I will simply deny the request.

BOLDED names are my personal favorites!

WRITING

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Yandere

Violence

Dub-Con

Polyamory

OTHER

Fancasts

Writing Tips

Script Creation

Character Building

Attack on Titan

Armin Arlert

Bertolt Hoover

Connie Springer

Eren Yeager

Erwin Smith

Jean Kirstein

Levi Ackerman

Marco Bodt

Porco Galliard

Reiner Braun

Zeke Yeager

Haikyuu!!

Aran Ojiro

Atsumu Miiya

Daichi Sawamura

Hajime Iwaizumi

Issei Matsukawa

Kei Tsukishima

Keiji Akaashi

Keishin Ukai

Kentaro Kyotani

Kotaro Bokuto

Otsumu Miya

Rintaro Suna

Ryunosuke Tanaka

Satori Tendo

Shinsuke Kita

Shoyo Hinata

Takanobu Aone

Tobio Kageyama

Toru Oikawa

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Yu Nishinoya

Hunter x Hunter

Chrollo Lucifer

Feitan Portor

Hisoka Morrow

Illumi Zoldyck

Kurapika Kurta

Leorio Paradinight

Nobunaga Hazama

Shalnark Ryusei

Uvogin

Jujutsu Kaisen

Aoi Todo

Choso

Kento Nanami

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugisaki

Ryomen Sukuna

Satoru Gojo

Toge Inumaki

Yuji Itadori

My Hero Academia

All Might (Toshinori Yagi)

Eraser Head (Shota Aizawa)

Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata)

Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Hound Dog (Ryo Inui)

Present Mic (Hizashi Yamada)

Snipe

Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan)

Denki Kaminari

Eijiro Kirishima

Hanta Sero

Hitoshi Shinso

Inasa Yoarashi

Izuku Midorya

Katsuki Bakugou

Mezo Shoji

Mirio Togata

Neito Monoma

Shoto Todoroki

Tamaki Amajiki

Tenya Iida

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

Yo Shindo

Dabi (Toya Todoroki)

Mr. Compress (Atsuhiro Sako)

Stain (Chizome Akaguro)

Tomura Shigaraki (Tenko Shimura)

Twice (Jin Bubaigawara)

Ouran High School Host Club

Hikaru Hitachiin

Kaoru Hitachiin

Kyoya Otori

Ritsu Kasanoda

Takashi Morinozuka

Tamaki Suoh

W.I.D.D

Notes :: There may be some characters on these lists that are debatable. If they are someone I’m willing to write under certain circumstances then it will be ITALICEZED.

WRITING

Racism

Ableism

Ageplay

Underage

Homophobia

Transphobia

Character x Character (w/o reader)

CHARACTERS

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[supertayaa]

Music tastes for the LOV headcannons

Tomura

Ibaraki (Passed down by AFO)

Thursday (Full Collapse album)

Too Close To Touch (Haven't Been Myself album)

Dabi/Touya

Movements (Outgrown Things album)

Juice WLRD (Goodbye & Good Riddance album)

Flyleaf (Flyleaf album)

Himiko Toga

Baby Bugs (Genesis album)

Jazmin Bean (Worldwide torture + Yandere albums & single)

DECO*27 (Rabbit Hole single)

Spinner

Gerard Way (Pinkish / Don't Try)

Gorillaz (Humanz Deluxe)

Nine Inch Nails (The Downward Spiral)

Mr. Compress

STARSET (Vessels album)

Sleep Token (Sundowning Deluxe album)

Gwen Stefani (Love. Angel. Music. Baby. album)

Twice

Molchat Doma (Monument album)

Hamilton (The Musical)

System Of A Down (Steal This Album! album)

[palesweetscherryblossom]

Platonic Yandere Naga LOV vs Harpy Hawks is my new brain worm.

So, little Reader Chan was unfortunately born with a crippled wing and was therefore abandoned because of it.

Hawks decided to take you in because one, you were utterly adorable and two, fatherhood was all the rage in the harpy world.

Hawks positively ADORED you! With your little wings and chirps whenever he comes back. Although he’s a bit possessive over who comes near the nest, especially any other harpies.

Everything is all fine and dandy till one day, Hawks left to go find food and you accidentally fell out of the nest.

The LOV were out hunting until someone caught your scent, at first they thought you were Hawks since you were drenched in his scent until they realized it was just little old you, helplessly chirping for your dad.

Now, the LOV have beef with Hawks, mostly for attempting to murder Twice, stealing their food resources and intruding on their territory.

Shigaraki: GTFO

Hawks: No :) *Makes a nest out of pure spite*

Everyone was honestly confused about what to do with you until Toga is like: Let’s adopt them and make them one of us.

You were obviously miffed and honestly terrified that these snake people had taken you from your home! Your little chirps for Hawks were so heartbreaking.

Safe to say, Hawks is now searching for you and many snuggle sessions are to be had.

Toga is absolutely coddling you, kissing your face and is trying to preen your wings, albeit she sucks at it. Twice is also overbearing with the affection, him and Toga tend to ambush you with cuddles and kisses.

Mr Compress handles your nutrition and is really gentle with you. He’s wary of your wing and will wait for you to give affection. You bet he’ll start bragging if you come to him for affection.

Toga: So I saw this really cute harpy today-

Compress: Yeah that’s nice Toga but Y/N came to me asking for AFFECTION!

Dabi and Shigaraki terrify you, especially since Hawks warned you about them.

The way Shigaraki looms over you and how Dabi prods at your wing just scares you.

Shiggy isn’t as overbearing with his affection but will make you smell like him, it’s a way of saying that he’s your father.

Dabi will take you out of your sleeping spot to cuddle you, giving contented nuzzles while soothingly purring.

@messedupcookiejar

@thecuriousquest

[untitledfictions]

Introduction

Art by Me

Hey, I go by UFO, but let's get to the introduction part.

This post is just for the people so they know what I post, but here are the things and characters I post about.

Characters

Students

Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugou

Shoto Todoroki

Ejiro Kirishima

Denki Kaminari

Mina Ashido

Kyoka Jiro

Momo Yaoyorozu

Pros

Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead

Keigo Tamaki / Hawks

Taishiro Toyomitsu / Fatgum

Villians

Tomura Shigaraki

Himiko Toga

Jin Bubaigawara / Twice

Toya Todoroki / Dabi

There will be cases of me posting little snippets of characters that aren't on the list.

ex. Present Mic or Mr. Compress

Things that I put in my post

I won't but Black!Reader on my post normally, the only time I will put it is when it has something to do with the culture.

ex. Asian!Reader for Asian themes

African!Reader for African themes

Ect.

But in certain posts the characters will be a different race, like African, Indian, Latina or Latino, and more mixed with other races.

ex. Latino!Sero or African!Mina

But it won't always be like that.

What I post and don't

I do post LGBT and sometimes I will post the same scenario twice with different pronouns.

ex. Latino!Sero x Fem!Reader

Latino!Sero x Male!Reader

Things I will post

Smut (no nasty stuff like scat or bdsm)

Dark content (yandere and tsundere ect.)

Headcannons

Oneshots

Series

Any art I use that isn't mine, I will put the name of the original creator, if I get it wrong, tell me and I will fix it as quickly as I can.

And that's all

Well that's it for the introduction, I will probably add more to this, but until I do, bye.