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: ̗̀➛ imagine these boys with a you as their stalker/yandere ft. Bakugou, Todoroki, Deku

note: I feel as though we don’t talk about Yandere!readers/Stalker!readers enough, reader’s quirk isn’t mentioned, I got a bit carried away and this might deviate a bit

You weren’t a stalker/yandere—those were words you’d take to the grave. You were just a friend, a devoted admirer even! One who happened to know everything about them. Honestly, who wouldn’t? They were perfect. Or at least, as close to perfection as one could get. So when they begin to suspect they have a stalker, you weren’t surprised. If anything, it made sense.!

Who wouldn’t want to stalk Todoroki Shoto?

He wasn’t just part of one of the richest families in town, with a pro hero for a father—he was beautiful. Heartbreakingly beautiful. You would know. You’ve watched him his whole life. Step by step, moment by moment. Not that he ever noticed, of course.

But you were there. Always there.

When his mother burned him, you fluffed his pillow while he slept. It had taken everything to climb that tree by his window at such a young age, but you managed. When his father pushed him too far, leaving him bruised and trembling from quirk overuse, you were the one who changed his bandages while he rested. Even when you had to hide in the closet while his mother checked on him, you didn’t mind. She never saw you, but you think... maybe she appreciated it. Even if she didn’t know who was helping her.

You watched him get into U.A., pride swelling in your chest. You celebrated with him, even if he didn’t know it. Leaving him a little gift: a cupcake. Just one, placed on his desk before he finished his morning shower. He looked confused, maybe even a little nervous, but he ate it anyway.

He always did have a sweet tooth.

You were present on his first day of school, of course. How could you miss it? You’d waited so long, watched so closely. You walked the polished halls of U.A. hidden as one of the many janitors in that massive building. The uniform was a little loose, the ID slightly smudged, but it got you in.

You made your rounds like the others, mop in hand, passing by his classroom once, then again. Just to hear his voice, to see his silhouette through the hazy glass.

Maybe you were too obvious. The teacher glanced your way one too many times, eyes narrowing. That was your cue. You ditched the uniform, throwing it inside a bathroom stall, and disappeared before anyone could question it.

He didn’t see you, but you saw him. And that was enough.

Or your a Yandere for Bakugo Katsuki?

It ‘s not suprising. Sure, he may not be as rich as Todoroki but his presence made up for all he lacked. He didn’t need a famous last name when every room he walked into felt as though it might explode.

He was fiery. He was hot. He was explosive.

It’s what you liked so much about him.

No—loved about him.

It’s why people followed him, hanging onto his every word, laughing when he snarled, backing down when he barked. They thought they understood him—thought they knew him.

But they didn’t.

You did.

You were there the day he got his quirk.

Hiding behind the crowd of children that circled him, their eyes wide with envy as tiny sparks burst from his palms. He stood in the center, grinning like a god among mortals. He’d wanted it for so long, you knew that. You always knew what he wanted.

Everyone cheered. They were loud, obnoxious, reaching for him like he owed them something just for existing. But not you.

You kept your distance. You always did. Why would you need to be close when he would run to you anyway?

He looked over the crowd, scanning for a certain pair of eyes—your eyes. And once he did he ran to you, not to the loud ones. Nor the ones who’d only payed attention when he did something great.

But to you.

Like you knew he would.

And like he would for years to come.

Why wouldn’t he?

Whenever he was upset, you were there

Sometimes it was convenient, like showing up at his doorstep with that practiced smile and an excuse about wanting to play games. Other times it was softer, quieter. Like coming over for a sleepover, snacks and stacks of movies in your arms like you knew he would agree.

He thought he was doing you a favor.

But you were doing him one.

Who else would put up with his attitude?

The constant barking, like a dog, snapping at people who only wanted to help. Turning others away, no matter how sweetly they smiled or how loudly they sang praises. Shoving them out of his orbit like they were nothing, because to him they were.

But you? You never flinched.

You knew how to read between the lines—because you wrote them. You knew the difference between his anger and his hurt—because you decided which he felt.

You chose who he’d lash out at. Dictating who would push him just a step to far, who would bother him when he was already in a bad mood.

And then, you’d step in. Calling him, grounding him.

Playing savior.

It was the role you carved for yourself, piece by piece. And you would keep it. By any means necessary.

Because who else could do what you did?

Who else would love him enough to create his pain just to be the one who soothed it?

They would call it sick. Twisted.

But you called it devotion.

And he? He would understand, one day.

Even if you had to break him to prove it.

Perhaps you’re a Yandere for Midoriya Izuku?

This would be surprising… rightfully so.

To others, he was useless. A quirkless, whiny child. One who prattled on and on about dreams that were less than likely to come true. A desperate little thing, clinging to fantasies in a world built on strength.

Which was why you loved him.

He was nothing.

Which meant you could make him into something.

Where others saw a lost cause, you saw potential. Where they broke him down, you would build him up—brick by brick. Not out of kindness. Not out of pity.

But purpose.

Your purpose.

You would make him rely on you. Depend on you. Love you.

Because who else did he have?

His best friend—Bakugo—abandoned him, left him in the dust the moment he fell behind. His mother? She gave him warmth, but not what he truly needed. Not strength. Not power. Not a quirk.

And his hero?

You would find out, in time, that even All Might didn't believe in him. Not truly. Not when it mattered most. He looked at that trembling, quirkless boy and saw a dreamer, not a doer. 

That breaks a person. But it also opens a door.

One you would walk through in stride.

Ready to fill in the cracks. To speak the words he needed to hear. To be the constant no one else had the energy to be.

It wasn’t manipulation. It was mercy.

Because if he had no quirk, no allies, and no hope...

Then you would become all three.

And once he realized that? Once he truly saw what you'd done for him—what you were for him—he wouldn't be able to walk away.

Not because you forced him.

But because he wouldn't want to.

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invincible | alien stage | arcane

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genshin impact | yandere simulator

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percy jackson (all series)

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+: introduction :﹤

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+: general info :﹤

call me lavender, lav, lavvie, or anything really!

i go by she/her and am a natural born female

i have a bf, and am straight

I’m 16, going into my third year of highschool after this summer

I’m a Virgo and am African American

I’m an ambivert as well!

+: interests :﹤

I like baking (sometimes), drawing, gaming, cleaning (on my own terms), my bf, fanfiction, sharks, anime, and snacks

+: favorite things :﹤

some fav characters are bakugou katsuki/shigaraki (mha), choso (jjk), minamoto teru/tsukasa (tbhk), Deadpool (marvel), sayaka miki (Madoka magica), sinister mark (invincible), yomi (gokurakugai), sua/ivan (alien stage), miku (vocaloid), Harley Quinn/poison ivy (dc) and twilight (mlp)

some fav shows are toilet bound hanako kun, Madoka magica, and arcane

some fav games are yandere simulator, marvel rivals, and Fortnite

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