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[yanderenightmare]

TW: NSFW, yandere, f!reader, bondage, abuse, punishment, intense spanking/whipping-ish

gn reader

“Please- plea- m’so- sorry-” You sob, voice cracking on its own blubbering. Chest full of panic – heaving for a fix but achieving little less than spurring even more hysteria.

“Haah…” He sighs. Casually fixing your bonds tighter around your wrists, hoisting them a little higher above your head until you were properly stretched up on your tippy-toes.

Shivering in just your undies in anxious wait of his anger.

Stroking your back while holding your belly in a steady hand, he thinks he’s never felt fear quite like it, but unfortunately, “Y’broke the rules, Sunshine… and now yer’ gettin’ punished.”

He unbuckles his belt. Your eardrums burn at the crisp sound, so much spiked blood rushing about, making you go dizzy. 

You think you might pass out.

“What did I say the rules were, hm? ‘You remember ‘em?” He mumbles in a steady tone, speaking awfully softly with his lips pressed against your temple. Waiting for your answer.

You give a sob and a pitiful nod, and he hums in return, rubbing calm circles into your shivering, goose-fleshed skin.

“Recite them for me.” He requests, nose rubbing your hairline as you shiver from his touch.

Voice unsteady, filtered through tears and a hopeless sense of terror – chin tipped up, needing to gasp for breaths. “N-no fighting, no- no arguing, no run- running-”

“Mh…” He hums, taking in the scent of your shampoo with a sniff of your crown, placing a kiss there as though in kudos – or as a small mercy before getting started. “And you managed to do all three in one night. ‘You feel proud, hm? ‘You feel accomplished? Hm? Was it worth it?”

You whimper under the interrogation, feeling smaller and smaller by the second – so exposed where you are, practically hanging from the ceiling like dead meat. Stripped of everything that might’ve protected you – or that would have at least cushioned the coming onslaught of pain you knew to dread.

“Nah… it’s written all over your body. Goosebumps and cold sweat, shaking from tits to toes. You regret it, don’t you?” He murmured, winding his belt around his fist once, then twice, leaving a looped tail. “Mh, maybe you’ll think twice about it next time... or maybe you’ll finally learn your place.”

He finished with a soft bite to the chub of your cheek, then grabbed your chin just as gently, holding your face up to look at him as he sidestepped to your front. Leaning his forehead against yours, he stroked your jaw with his thumb – lips hovering just short of yours.

“I'm gonna hurt you, Sweetie.” He purred, stroking your asscheek with the cool leather in his grip – in such gross contrast to what you knew he planned on using it for. “I promised I would, and now I will…”

He kissed your lips then – slowly, sweetly – suffocatingly so as you cried – tasting your tears and doing a terrible job at withholding his grin as you felt it pull giddily at the corner of his mouth.

He licked his lips once he pulled away, walking a circle around you like a shark.

“How many hits do you deserve?” He mused. “I guess one for each rule you broke is fair, but it seems a little scant…”

He stopped behind you, placing a chaste kiss on your arm before nuzzling around it.

“Should we say thirty?” He offered, and your eyes immediately widened.

Shaking your head furiously, prayers already coming out in splutters. “No- please-”

“No? Too many?” He pouted, not bothering to mask his glee now. “Okay, okay, calm down, baby. Breathe.” He soothed with no effort. “I think…”

There was a pause – a hum of thought as he wrapped his arms around your front and swayed you back against his chest in a hug.

“Ugh fuck, I'm no good makin’ rules on the fly…” He feigned - sinking his jaw into the grove of your armpit before cuddling the soft flesh with his chin-stubble.

He sucked his teeth in a further display of thought before releasing an exasperated sigh.

“I really didn’t think you’d break ‘em, y’know? I thought you’d be a good pet…”

You trembled, eyes looking down at the belt held between his big hands – whimpering at the sight of him simply playing with it – psyching you out like a true sadist.

“But you just had to disappoint me, didn’t you?”

You bit your lip to stop a sob.

“Had to be difficult… and now I gotta make difficult decisions…”

He slinked off you, leaving you to wobble – toes barely grazing the cold basement floor.

You try your best to prepare yourself for the next events, but the more you brace yourself the more tense you get and the harder you cry. “Please- I’ll be good- promise- m’real- really sorry-” 

“I know, baby. I know~ I am, too.” He coos, kissing your spine while rubbing circles into your sides – feeling your ribs rattle with sniffles, struggling for air through your panic. “I wanna make sure we never have to be sorry again.”

He wraps an arm around the front of your hips, steadying you while stroking the loop of his belt over your plump cheeks – tentatively teasing the soft flesh with what was soon to come.

He licked his lips at the promise – already imagining the flawless flesh blooming with his marks.

“I think thirty is fair.”

“No- no please- please, don’t-” You thrash – but do so little more than in place.

“Don’t squirm.” He interrupts, his hand curling into your hip with blunt nails denting the fine skin, keeping you still, pushing your side snugly against his front – holding you intimately while gruffing out eerie murmurs still much too softly for what he was saying. “Remember, it’s another ten hits if you fight me and another ten if you argue.”

At least he doesn’t make you count....

You wouldn’t have been able to even under threat – too busy wailing.

Each hit like the lash of a whip, smacking you fast, one on top of the other. It’s enough to make you throw up after half of it – though it's mostly just water and acid.

He takes pity enough to allow you a small break. Wringing off his wife-beater and wiping your mouth with it – also brushing some of the sweat off your brow before kissing your forehead. 

“Halfway there, Sweetie- you’re doing so good~”  He whispered soothingly, holding your cheeks to pick your face up from hanging – looking into the hopeless look of your opium-blown eyes – so lost he didn’t know if you could even hear him.

He acts as though he’s sorry after, but the boner he’s got nudged against you doesn’t lie – desperately dry-humping your thigh for some sort of relief.

His breaths are tight and hot, puffed against your arm where he now mouths wet kisses. “Good-” He swallows thickly, brows tight-knit, voice thick with lust. “Good pet.”

You hadn’t noticed he was done. And the relief doesn’t register either. There isn’t much comfort in it to grasp, not with the pain still so numbingly intense that you can’t feel anything but the raw sting. 

He drops the belt to the floor and struggles his fly open, shoving the trousers down along with his boxers, stepping out of the heap in a rush – all the while sucking sloppy kisses on your shoulder and nape, mumbling praise. “Y’were so good- so good fo’me- gonna reward yah- my good fuckin’ baby- gonna make yah feel so fuckin’ good now-”

The flesh of your ass burns with welts and split skin, ugly marks already lining the once-pretty color with horrid shades of bruise-dark. Your throat’s ripped raw from all the wailing – only weeping harder when he takes your hips and sways you back to meet his fat erection.

He shamelessly rubs himself between your cheeks – frenzied with his mouth gaping, releasing a filthy shuddering moan while leering at the beautiful sight of his handiwork – feeling so proud he was blushing just from sheer sadistic enjoyment – even letting slip a breathy laugh now.

He hung his tongue out and let his drool drip onto the shaft, then placed another kiss between your shoulder blades. Gliding his tip down and, with the help of a hand, pushed it between your cheeks until it caught your entrance. 

A rugged groan blew hotly down your spine, and another cry was ripped from your chest as he sunk inside without a single spare second to waste.

He laid his face to rest against your back, nudging up inside you slowly with both arms wrapping around you like before – holding you snugly before he began the intimate pace, fucking only the deepest coziest parts of you.

“I love you, Sunshine- you’re mine- only one I give two shits about- rest can just fuck off for all I care- as long as I have you- right here… forever.”

BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Dabi, Hawks, Overhaul, Aizawa, Todoroki

JJK – Toji, Nanami, Geto, Gojo, Sukuna, Naoya

HQ - Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Sakusa, Suna, either Miya twin

BLLK - Isagi, Reo, Kunigami

DS - Doma

CSM - Aki

[shaisuki]

bullies whose so smug in making you cry. a insult there and a shove there. mocking you for existing in their lives. who always scowls when they see you. the looks of displeasure when you hang out with others. living your life by acting dumb and innocent at them when they truly know what you are, they think but it contradicts on how you react with everybody. you're so kind and sweet but oblivious at things sometimes that's why he got you pinned under him.

"you like whoring yourself to anyone who gives you attention, huh?"

a pathetic no coming from your lips and they only scoff at you. not believing in what you have to say for yourself. they can see the tears gathering in the corner of your eyes while they squish your cheeks so hard. they're just angry at you for giving your attention to others and not them but don't worry they know how to get all your attention and only them. they'll just scare away who gets too close to you and spread some dumb rumor about you and it's fine. you'll always have them.

"is my poor baby sad? that's fine you have me. after all, no one cares about you."

they always make sure you're stuffed full of their thick, huge cock in your juicy cunt. sometimes their thick fingers and tongue when they're feeling generous, cause a whiny bitch like you is always hungry for some attention.

"you going to cum? work for it."

they always love that when you get whiny and needy for them but they're the one most affected by it. only gets them riled up to always fill you up with their load. watches as your stomach jiggles from how hard they're pounding your fat pussy. plush thighs trembling from the pleasure they're giving to you. holding your wide hips so tight they almost bruised from it. they like putting their hands around your neck too, watch the tears roll into your round cheeks and it makes them cum in the spot. kiss your lips until they're swollen.

can you blame them? they are just bullies who calls you pathetic but can't get enough of you. their poor, dumb baby.

𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒, 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈, 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨, 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐚, 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢, 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍, 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢, 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐠𝐨, 𝐑𝐈𝐍, 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔, 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚,𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮, 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐉𝐔, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚, 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔, 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈

[merlucide]

I don’t care if your contagious - Pierce The Veil

“And I don't care if you're sick

I don't care if you're contagious

I would kiss you even if you were dead

Would somebody make me go blind for the rest of my life?

'Cause I'd do anything to hold your hand”

GOJO, GETOU, NANAMI, ITADORI, MEGUMI, INUMAKI, CHOSO

MIDORIYA, TODOROKI, BAKUGO, KIRISHIMA, HAWKS, DABI, TOGA

HINATA, KAGEYAMA, NISHINOYA, TANAKA, TSUKISHIMA, YAMAGUCHI, MIYA TWINS, SUNA, KITA, HOSHIUMI, BOKUTO, AKAASHI, KUROO, KENMA, LEV, IWAIZUMI, OIKAWA

BACHIRA, CHIGIRI, REO, BAROU, NIKO, SHIDOU, YUKIMIYA, RIN, SENDOU, OILVER, NESS

ik I didn’t add him but I think this would apply to SAKUSA eventually <3

made March 30th 2024

[julsvu]

nights like these

fluff, gn! reader, corny

"thanks for letting me stay," [c/n] muttered softly as his eyes were stuck to your ceiling. the room was dimly lit as if it were only lit by one candle, but the warmth indulging the room felt like the warmth you get on your hands from a fireplace. it was cozy in a way, he had to admit. it felt like a room wherein you could sleep your desires away. perhaps, it was just your presence giving him the illusion that the room was filled with warmth.

you gave him a chuckle, closing your eyes. "of course, anytime." the boy gave a hum of acknowledgement in response, uncharacteristically quiet.

"this is the first time i've seen you this quiet." he didn't give an answer, but you could hear one little whisper from him that you only understood once you had repeated his voice in your head a thousand times, once each syllable finally connected to each other, you could make out that he said,

"i just feel safe when i'm with you."

— katsuki bakugou, megumi fushiguro, yuji itadori, choso kamo, yuri plisetsky, keigo takami, ejiro kirishima, rin itoshi, reo mikage

© 2024 JULSVU. all rights reserved. please don't plagiarize, translate, put in other websites or copy my work without permission. ty!

[revineee]

mfs be like “theyre my comfort character!!” then its the most traumatized character in the show (im mfs)

[hxnavira]

When I'm imagining an angst scenario in my head and I accidentally hurt my own feelings in the process.

[perpetual-enjine]

Best Jeanist: What’s going on?

Hawks: I said Enji has the best resting bitch face, and Rock Lock got offended.

Best Jeanist: Rock Lock, you have the best ACTIVE bitch face.

Rock Lock: Finally, some respect!

[wangxian-never-walk-alone]

Every once in a while I come back to Tumblr because I've fallen victim of a new obsession and I genuinely need to consume every art I can find about that current obsession ahah I'm doing so well I swear

[nejiverse]

THE RIZZLER

inspired by that one tiktok audio (you’ll understand dw)

—thinking of bachira, gojo, dazai, mark twain, denki, denji, itto, mizuki (or your fav)

He was always doing something or the other, you knew this far better than anyone else.

So when you heard the boy scream from the bathroom...you simply ignored him and continued scrolling on your phone.

He probably stubbed his toe on the bathtub or something.

"Y/NN!!", and with that, what was once his problem became your problem too. You let out an exasperated sigh and and threw your phone onto the couch, making your way to the bathroom.

You opened the door and saw him holding his right eye with his two hands dramatically.

"There's something in my eye!", he wailed, crocodile tears forming in his eyes.

You rolled your eyes playfully, bringing your hand up to his face. "Move your hand let me have look at it", you spoke.

You cradled his cheeks in your hand and moved his face closer to yours trying to see if there was any eyelash in his eye or something but you couldn't see anything.

"What's wrong with them?", you cocked your head to the side.

His frown was soon replaced with a mischievous smirk.

"I can't take 'em off you~", he grinned, taking advantage of how close your faces were and smothering your face with kisses as his arms wrapped around your body.

"Seriously?!", you said through your fits of laughter.

You pinched his cheek. "Quit messing around!".

He let out small 'ow's' even though you were barely even applying any pressure.

He was always playing around, you knew that far better than anyone.

But this time, you'd let it slide.

masterlist :)

[epickiya722]

You know what made me take to Rock Lock rather quickly?

He treats being a Pro Hero as a damn job.

Look, debut episode he came off "mean", but plot reasons and genre aside, he had a fucking point.

Why in the hell were high school kids brought in to deal with the damn Yakuza?

Mind you, this is coming from a man who has a whole wife and a baby son.

Compared to Endeavor, Rock Lock is a lot better than his ass. In fact, he's a lot better than most of the Pros considering most of them treat being a Pro Hero like being some celebrity. Mt. Lady and Best Jeanist are examples.

Uh, didn't Endeavor not only become a Pro Hero because he wanted to one up All Might and even went as far as abusing his family?

Rock Lock being "mean" isn't him being malicious compared to some other characters who are a lot worse to children.

He was making a point that being a Pro Hero isn't some game. You literally put your life on the line. Let me remind you that some of the kids want to be Pro Heroes just to be famous, Mineta for example.

I would be critical, too, when if someone decides to risk their life for the sake of just wanting to be popular. The man has experience being a Pro Hero. He probably has seen Heroes die!

Seeing kids, children, minors walk into a meeting about dealing with an evil organization in that was currently lead by a man that was EXPERIMENTING ON A CHILD probably brought fear into the man as he, again, has a family he loves.

Unlike some fucking Pro Hero.

And it's not like he is this "cold, heartless angry" man. He indeed gives credit where credit is due. You just have to earn it. Midoriya is my baby, my green sunshine, he is my favorite. But in the eyes of Rock Lock, he needed to prove that he wasn't one of those people who wanted to be a Hero just because. Again, Midoriya is a child, one who is sometimes reckless when his emotions get the best of him. That is not good when it comes to being on the field when fighting villains who are unpredictable and could kill you.

Also, during the Shie Hassaikai arc, he did show concern for Amajiki when he got hurt. So again, he isn't heartless.

He's just professional and doesn't play games.

Endeavor didn't even want to take Bakugou and Midoriya in for the Work Studies, he was actually annoyed by their presence.

What does that tell you about his character?

Exactly what was his excuse for that annoyance when they came there to get experience. It wasn't as if he didn't get to train Shoto. He was just being a little bitch.

People wonder why villains are the way they are, but if some of these Pros cared less about their fame and egos and more about the fact that their duty is to save people like Rock Lock, than maybe the villains wouldn't be the way they are.

[yanderenightmare]

TW: NSFW, yandere, captive darling

Dying for yanderes with an energy that’s –

Be a fuckin’ bitch, and get treated like one – or let me treasure you like a fuckin' princess.

It’s real’ simple. Get caged or get crowned.

You can either sit by my feet with a collar around your throat – or sit on my face like it’s a throne. 

Up to you...

BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Hawks, Shigaraki

JJK – Geto, Nanami

HQ - Sakusa, Daichi

BLLK - Reo, Ego

[rubydragon16]

Happy 51st Birthday Junichi Suwabe❣ ♥ (March 29)

[morzyin]

๛ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆Á 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒

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[druh19]

Já que fez personagens ISFJ, poderia fazer icons dos ISFP, pfv?? 🤰🏻

Aqui ✨🤸‍♀️

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[revasserium]

he lets the desire crystalize in the palm of his hand, press it to your lips as he fucks into you from behind, fingers pushing passed your lips, his other hand sinking into the meat of your hips, his teeth digging into your bare shoulder even as he moans.

there isn't a thing he wouldn't give in the world to keep fucking you like this, to feel you come apart like this; and when you squeeze your eyes shut over the bursting stars of pleasure, he forces your head back up to look at the fogged up mirror in front of your bodies.

"watch -- i want you to see yourself come apart for me."

akutagawa, OIKAWA, iwaizumi, ushijima, SUGA, kuroo, BAKUGO, chuuya, ITOSHI TWINS, and all ur fuckin degenerate favs ;)