#yandere deku x y/n

[yanderenightmare]

Deku - Midoriya Izuku

TW: NSFW, noncon, yandere

gn reader

Thinking about being childhood friends with Izuku, who’s always had a bit of a crush on you. 

You’ve always known, but you’ve never humored it. He’s your friend – anything else would just be awkward. If you had to put it in any other term, you’d say he felt more like a little brother.

You wish he’d allowed the two of you to grow apart – as normal people do.

There wasn’t really any reason for the two of you to stay friends after middle school. His quirk suddenly manifested, and he got into UA – became a pro-hero – and then the symbol of peace. And you were still… kind of just doing your thing – studying, working, struggling to pay rent – struggling to keep a date…

The two of you never had much in common anyway, and you never really knew what to talk about with him anymore – only knowing to ask him how his mother was. After all, you grew out of your otaku phase a long while ago – and otherwise, you felt out-educated in any and every conversation the two of you had with each other. You swear talking to him makes you feel like a toddler learning your first words – it’s humiliating, and you don’t understand how any of it’s remotely stimulating for him, either.

Still, he’ll text you when he has the time, asking if you’d like to meet up at a café – talk, catch up – and you, not wanting to be rude, always accept.

You’d gone wide-eyed the first time you’d met him after middle school. Jeez Louise – he’d had to have grown twice his size – jacked and scarred to no end. It only got worse over the years. Now, adults – he must be twice your size. Bigger even.

You blush now when he flirts with you. But not so much for the reasons he wants.

Honestly, it’s more uncomfortable than it’s flattering. It was Izuku, after all – Deku – no matter how little he resembled the crybaby from your childhood – he’d always be that same nerdy loser friend who’d chased after you ever since you first met.

He might have grown up, but his crush on you hadn’t.

His doe-eyed look of longing and adoration had always made you feel a little awkward – a little sorry for him. And now that he’s become a man, it’s only become even more… desperate… a little pathetic, actually…

Bedroom eyes that make you laugh nervously, pretending to brush it off as a joke but really wishing he’d just give it a rest already. Surely, as a pro-hero and public figure, he could get a date? One of the many screaming fans that pine for him everywhere he drags that awful golden cape he has on his shoulders. And if not any of them, then maybe a model. A movie star even.

Why is he so hung up on you?

The funny thing is, you’d tried vying him of his crush by telling him about hook-up after hook-up, boyfriend after boyfriend – treating him like a girlfriend you could gossip with.

But it’s almost like he takes it as a challenge – talking and helping you through your relationships, giving his input and advice – just like a real friend would… only… always implementing something… something condescending, something suggestive, something saying you ought to be with him instead – he’d never treat you like that, he’d never do you wrong, you’d be taking good care of with him.

You’d made the mistake of saying you were struggling with a class at university – just to make conversation – just to talk about something trivial. But of course, he’d seen it as an opportunity – quick to offer his help, saying he’d taken that class as an extracurricular – just for a bit of fun, he’d said, light reading material he’d done on the side of his internship.

You don’t know why it’s so hard to tell him no.

Suppose it’s the possibility of being wrong – the guilt of thinking he has impure intentions when he’s supposedly the purest person in the world.

But you should have trusted your instincts.

“Please, Izuku-” You’d immediately restored to begging. Who wouldn’t? He’s a two-meter-tall monster of a man – jacked with muscles fatter than a bear.

Your phone’s been missing since you came back from the bathroom – your lips wet with his unwanted kisses – your neck sore from having his fist wrapped around it when you tried stopping him.

You’d only managed to break free after biting – blood salty in your mouth. You nearly vomited, choking on a mix of bile and fear.

Fuck – your legs are so weak, you might just buckle from the dread alone – feeling like a bunny snagged on fox teeth.

“You used to take me when we’d play wrestle... you remember?”

The comment is pulled out of nowhere.

He stalks you, a fond look on his face as though the two of you were reminiscing good old times. As though his eyes weren’t a nocturnal green like foxfire on the fen. As though he wasn’t radiating black whip – ready to snare you.

“Think you can take me now?”

You had your hands raised apprehensively – but the hopelessness took its toll and made your entire body shake on the spot.

Your only hope was to talk him out of it. If only you could think past the fear and string a sentence together that wasn’t along the lines of “Please-”

But something about that look on his face told you he wouldn’t listen to reason anymore. Not manic, not like a person who’d finally snapped – but controlled – resolute – and playful even. Nothing like you’d ever seen. Nothing you could understand.

“What’s wrong, hm?” He smiles, head tipped in that charming way that used to make you want to pinch his cheek. Now it just makes you sick to look at – swallowing thickly as you tack another step back away from it. “I’ll go easy – so don’t worry… I know it's not exactly a fair fight anymore…”

Your better judgment failed you – fight-or-flight kicked in, and you made a break for it. 

Budging into the couch on your way, it’s a messy scramble for the door – but you manage. Feeling feverish with dread and pumped full of adrenaline, you brush the cold handle with just your fingertips before something wraps around your midriff in a snug grip – pulling you back into the living room.

You’re lifted from the ground, kicking – now screaming – flailing in the air before you’re flipped on your back against the couch.

“Don’t be like that~” He murmurs. “Always so wishy-washy~” Voice in a low purr that makes you feel like coughing up your heart – squirming beneath him and his heavy hands as they paw your thighs – manhandling you like nothing you’d ever imagine him to do.

Raking his fingers through the dough before squeezing your ass greedily – kneading his fat crotch against the thin fabric protecting your sex. 

“Complaining about all your weak-dicked boyfriends as if begging me to come fuck you myself – yet such a flighty little slut when it comes down to it.” He sneers, and blackwhip tightens some around your limbs. “Let me help you out.”

One hand tugs your underwear until it rips, whilst the other hand pulls up to grab your face – squeezing your cheeks to keep you still when forcing his kisses on you.

“After all… what are friends for?”

[demonlamb666]

How would yandere Deku react to reader stepping on a piece of glass in the kitchen and her foot starts to bleed?

A Villains Protection

Did I take this idea and run with it? Yes and I’m sorry 🤓

Warnings: yandere themes, villain Deku, blood, non consensual kissing, reader hurts themselves accidentally, swearing, reader gets knocked unconscious, breaking and entering, stalking, reader is being watched non consensually, hints to murders.

The green haired man sat in his dimly lit room his hair tangled, and his face lit up by the computers he stared at intently. His eyes widened in anticipation as he looked back and forth between the clock and his camera feed. He tapped his foot anxiously as the minutes ticked passed, he looked up with deranged filled eyes as the clock hit 6.30 and you still hadn’t arrived home. His head shot up at the sound of one of his phones pinging. He held it tightly and typed furiously as one of his men updated him on you.

Y/n’s guard

She’s ok boss,

just running late

Make sure my angel gets

home safe, or you know

what happens.

Y/n’s guard

Yes sir

Deku’s eyebrow twitched in frustration at the thought he hadn’t been able to see you all day and his grip on the phone tightened. Not only did your coworker have the audacity to look at you so lustfully, but he also took up precious time that should have been spent watching you. Not that he’s have to worry about him ever taking up your time again Deku giggled his maniacal laughter filling the room. He looked at the cameras as the door of your apartment opened and you stepped inside, his jealousy faded instantly at the sight of you and he pressed his hand against the screen longingly “not too long now bunny, I promise I’ll bring you home soon…” he muttered as you went about your day unaware of the cameras watching you.

……………………………………………………………………

You stepped inside your cramped little apartment and immediately flopped onto the couch exhausted, you slipped your shoes off and switched the news on needing some white noise. You instantly realised your mistake as a image of the most dangerous man in Tokyo’s face played on the screen, a flicker of fear ran through you at the deranged green haired man, you’d always been scared of him since he became a villain, but that fear only increased after a number of your coworkers had gone missing and Hero’s informed you Deku was thought to be related. You quickly switched the channel trying to ignore the chill running up your spine and the invasive feeling of being watched. You sat in a tense silence, your feet kept fearfully off the floor before a loud grumbling sound interrupted your spiralling thoughts. You groaned as you remembered you hadn’t had lunch today, your shitty boss was overloading everyone with work since you were missing so many employees. You patted your stomach comfortingly as you stood up and walked into the kitchen deciding your hunger was stronger than your fatigue, you boiled the kettle and grabbed a cup of noodles before pouring the steaming liquid inside. You waited impatiently and decided to have some water and grabbed a glass, a loud explosion came from the tv startling you and causing you to drop the cup and smash into sharp pieces. You mentally face palm yourself for being so jumpy and stepped forward to grab a brush and pan before wincing as a sharp piece of glass slit through your foot. You lifted your foot as you hopped around “shit! Fuck! Oww!” Damn today was really not your day.

……………………………………………………………………

You looked up as someone rattled your doorknob, you shook it off thinking it was just some students who had gotten drunk considering it was a Friday night. But your brow furrowed and you bit your lip nervously as the rattling continued. At the unsettling sound of keys and the even worse sound of your door unlocking you stood up fearfully and backed away.

Shit, today was really not your day

You willed your body to move but it refused to do anything but freeze in fear as your door was thrown open. You stared in horror as Deku stepped into your apartment and ran up to you before wrapping arms around your neck “oh my angel don’t worry I’m here!” He nuzzled into your neck his deceptively soft skin warm against yours as you simply stayed shock still as the insane man you’d been watching on the news for years cradled your body like it was the most precious thing on earth. You flinched as his terribly scarred hand grasped your newly bandaged foot, he rubbed it softly and ran his fingers over your skin as you trembled softly under his unpredictable touch “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here to protect you bunny” he whispered. “I wanted to wait until your room was ready before I brought you home, but now I see, you’re far too precious, too fragile” he brought his face closer to yours and held you in his delusional grip as you tried to squirm away. He brushed his lips over yours as he brought a hand to your neck. You squeezed your eyes shut as tight as you could, expecting to be the next victim of the infamous villain, but you only felt a small pinch before instantly falling unconscious. Deku caught you carefully as he pressed a long loving kiss to your lips “shh… I’ll protect you now little bunny.”

[eatmekaneki]

His Obsession

18+

✖︎Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x fem!reader

✖︎Word count: 4.8k

✖︎Warnings: smut; noncon; dubcon; k!dnapping; Kn!feplay; blo*d; manipulation; yandere themes; izuku is a yandere; all characters are aged 18+

✖︎A/n: I have a prompt list with random themes and characters I spin a wheel for and this prompt landed on Izuku Midoriya and knife play! So here we go!

Izuku had been on his own a bit too long now. He’d been on a job in your city tracking a trail of criminal activity that had led him straight to you.

Wanted posters with your face plastered on them were hung across the walls of his dark and sad rental studio apartment.

He had maps everywhere with leads and sticky notes. Pins and strings were winding across them all in multicolored webs pointing to spots across the city you’d been linked to.

He knew the danger you posed to him especially.

Your quirk was a mind manipulation type. It made you drive men mad with lust. As far as the hero’s knew, you were able to do this through something like a telekinetic ability but to activate it, your whole body would break out into a blush. That was the only things he’d been told about you, other than that you’ve been using your charms to rob and manipulate people across your large city. No one quite knew the range of your powers, or if someone even looking at you through a screen could be affected.

Cursing under his breath he picked up a photograph of you that one of his informants had been able to get him and looked it over. You might have already been a problem for him even without your power.

He looked around the room at all of the other photos of you he’d gathered over the past couple months. The photos hanging by his bed were zoomed in on different body parts of yours; lips, legs, shoulders, fingers, eyes…one where your plaid yellow skirt had almost blown up in the wind.

He pinned the new photo up on his living room wall and put a new red string across to a second pin to mark on the map of where you were last seen.

You’d been starting to put together a crew of other villains that had quirks that could manipulate people, he needed to move in now before you took your crimes to a more grand scale.

Laying down in his bed he stared at the photos of you so close to him…you were so close to him, and he was so close to finally getting to you.

He imagined every night what it would be like to finally confront you, to finally get his hands on you…

The obsession of catching you had started to transform into an obsession of other sorts, and his hand often found his way underneath his boxers at night staring at photos of you. You were everywhere… everywhere in this city it seemed. Everywhere in his apartment as well, and he needed you everywhere around him.

He’d imagine that with your powers you had to have the sweetest pussy that he’d ever felt. He hated that you were out there using that perfect body to steal from people, making them drool over you with your charms. It wasn’t right. He wanted to, needed to teach you a lesson.

He tucked his favorite knife under his pillow, the metallic red hilt of it poked out slightly from his white pillow.

There were ways to reform a villan. He’d seen it happen. A few of his former classmates had told him how they’d taken some villains underneath them to teach them a lesson. He never thought he’d be one to need to do it; but, for you he’d do anything. You could be good, and you could be his.

———

You were standing in line at a small bank you’d planned on getting a bit of free cash from. Nothing huge so you didn’t bring any of your crew you’d usually keep around with you. This was just for some pocket change for dinner.

You were scoping out the tellers and trying to figure out how to make sure you got the cute older man with glasses at the first desk. He was pretty fit for his age and you wouldn’t have minded taking him out for a spin after you’d gotten some cash out of him.

You let someone go in front of you when the wrong desk opened up next for you. impatiently you hoped that he’d hurry up with the customer he was with. You wore your favorite low cut shirt and short skirt that you liked to have on when you were on a job. It was plain, no grand villain costume for you, just something cute and flirty. Men were easy, even without your quirk. sometimes all it took was shoving your tits forward in their face and they’d give you exactly what you wanted.

Finally the coast was clear for you to head forward. You put on your best flirtatious grin, and felt a small pink blush forming on your cheeks as you started to activate your quirk. that would guarantee you’d be the most appealing woman this guy had ever laid eyes on. At least for while you had your quirk activated he’d think so. He’d have no choice. Even after you’d linger in his mind from time to time if he stared too long at the blush on your cheeks and the way it almost swirled hypnotically under your skin. That was your plan at least. To take all you can but leave nothing but memories of you for their jerk off library.

You barely took one step forward before you were stopped frozen in your tracks. you felt the back of your shirt lift slightly by rough fingertips and something cold and sharp touched the skin of your lower back.

“Tell them never mind, we forgot something in our car.” A quiet voice growled from behind you.

Your jaw hung open slightly. You weren’t sure what to do but every instinct in you that wasn’t keeping your knees from buckling was telling you to listen to the command.

“N-never mind, sorry.” You stuttered speaking to the bank teller then walking out of the line.

The mysterious man behind you still held the blade to your back and walked with you.

“We forgot s-something…” You rushed as fast as you could, trying not to make a scene.

The man walked you to his car, a black SUV, a rental by the looks of it. He shoved you forward against the door face first. Your chest was pressed up against the window and your cheek hit the car hard enough to bruise. He then grabbed your arms, those rough and battered fingers digging sharply into your skin with a power you knew you’d never resist. He put them both behind you and slapped a pair of handcuffs on your wrists.

“You are under arrest for theft, and sexual coercion.” He grunted as he secured the metal handcuffs with a click as they locked into the tightest he could get them without cutting off circulation.

You heard the shuffle of his feet moving against the gravel between your own feet. A knee roughly shoved one of your legs aside. even though you had panties on under your skirt you felt exposed there in the parking lot.

You did a quick glance up to see that it was unfortunately a very empty lot and he had you positioned on the side of the car where any passersby might see.

You felt a nauseating chill -and though it was only because you couldn’t help it- you felt excitement in your core as he started to brush the front of himself against you. He was hard.

You opened your mouth to say something but he suddenly and roughly grabbed you by the shoulders and spun your trembling figure around to face him.

His wavy dark hair fell over angry eyes and a terrifying expression. You recognized him instantly. Though he seemed so much different than you’d seen him on television. Instead of his hero’s outfit, he wore casual loose black jeans and a black hoodie with a black baseball cap, likely to try and disguise his appearance.

Pro hero Deku, one of the strongest heros currently in the game. And supposedly a sweetheart, and good man.

The crazed, widened eyes on face in front of you had you questioning if tabloids had done him wrong. With that knife in hand he looked scarier than most villains you’d worked with in the past.

“I’ve been trying to find you for a long time. You really haven’t been behaving.” He held the knife up to your face, scolding you with it like he was wagging a finger at you.

You felt yourself shudder as your body tried to slump away from the knife the best it could without jerking away from him in a way that might set him off more.

He looked you up and down silently, giving you a terrifyingly casual smirk suddenly before commanding you.

“Now get in the car.” shoving you aside and opening the door you’d been in front of before roughly forcing you in.

He drove you back to a small studio apartment in a part of town you knew well. It wasn’t an area you liked being in. It gave you an uneasy feeling out here. The streets were littered with trash and rats and it felt like there was just a thick layer of smog everywhere more than the rest of the city.

You wondered what a pro hero like him was doing here. Even more strange was why he was even taking you here, instead of a police station.

You gulped nervously. Now that you think of it, you hadn’t heard him call your arrest in to anyone at all. Wasn’t that standard to do?

As if reading your mind he spoke from in the front seat.

“The only one that knows you’re here is me…” A trembling, but excited smirk came across his lips, he seemed like he was starting to sweat slightly.

“Sorry, I’m just so nervous” He chuckled. “I’ve never tried rehabilitation before…so it’s like you’re my first!” he grinned a large smile at you.

You had no idea what he was babbling on about. You were only wondering if when he opened the door you could just use your charms to let you make a run for it.

He stepped out for a moment, gathering a few things from the trunk into a black backpack before putting it on and walking over to your door.

The blush came back to your cheeks and your pupils turned into hearts as you activated your quirk fully.

He swung open the door and you met him with the biggest puppy dog eyes you could muster and a pout on your lips.

“Deku…please, I think I just need to go home.” You flirted. “I can give you something sweet before I go if you want.” You winked at him, with no intention to let him have an inch of your body.

He stalled for a moment, looking you up and down. You bent over slightly so that he could stare down your shirt better. You heard a small sharp intake of breath, and his hands twitched at his sides, like he was resisting the urge to reach out and grab you.

You smirked. They always fall for your charms.

Suddenly, Izuku started breaking out into a crazed laughter, throwing his head back and clutching a hand to his stomach with the hand that clutched the knife tightly still. Your expression fell and your body tensed up, suddenly realizing you weren’t safe from this anymore.

“Honey, that’s not going to work on me.” His eyes met yours. “I’ve been attracted to you. For a while.” He leaned forward down to your level, getting close and dragging the knife across your cheek. The feeling of the cold metal made you tremble.

“I figured the best way to get immune to your charms was no different than building up a tolerance to poison.” He spat out that last word at you, glaring at you as his eyes flicked from yours to your lips and back. He was mere inches away now, and still holding the knife to your skin.

“I’d cum to you every night, sometimes many times a day, just so when I finally got you that you wouldn’t have any affect on me.” The look he gave was unashamed, though what he said had you hanging your jaw open.

He what?

You weren’t blind to the idea that often the men you enchanted would need to go home and take care of themselves later. But, this man you’d never met, this hero no less…thinking of you that way, that often. You gulped and felt it hard to swallow.

He stepped back from the car, grabbing you by your arm and dragging you into the building.

You did try and struggle against him as he pulled you into his apartment, but it was never going to be any use. Your strength matched with his was an absolute joke, and you knew the knife wasn’t the only threat that he had here. Waving around the knife seemed to be more of a show for himself than anything. It didn’t make it less threatening though.

With your hands still behind your back he pushed you forward and you stumbled inside his apartment. He gave you a few more heavy shoves as you clumsily tripped over your own feet and landed stomach down onto his bed.

Your skirt fell up as you landed, your bare ass cheeks now exposed to him on the bed. You heard a sinful and desperate moan from behind you.

You quickly tried to cover yourself back up the best you could, a real blush forming on your cheeks slightly.

Izuku practically growled at seeing the flash of skin you’d accidentally given. He jumped on you and straddled you, sitting on the back of your thighs so that your ass was directly in front of his clothed erection.

You gasped and tried to squirm forward to release yourself from being pinned. Useless and hopeless of course.

This felt so wrong. You weren’t a saint yourself, but this man was supposed to be a top pro hero. A good guy.

You’d seen him on posters and always thought he was such a pretty man. One you’d love to ruin. Of course you’d thought of it. Who doesn’t fantasize about a pro hero from time to time. Not like this though…

Gone was anything resembling a hero. He was just an insane looking man with a knife in his hand and a devilish smirk on his face as he lifted the skirt up further.

“Fuck.” He hissed out. His hands shooting to massage at the plump cheeks. You whimpered out in protest at the feeling.

“Deku…please…what are you doing.” You sputtered your words out against the gray blanket on his bed your face was now buried in.

He grabbed your hair in the back roughly and turned your head so that you got a good visual of what was plastered all over his wall.

You felt cold ice in every limb at the sight. All of the photos of you on display right where he’d been sleeping…every night. You were repulsed and terrified. This wasn’t a normal investigation for him. He wasn’t just tracking down a villain, this had become something more for him. You’d had your own stalker and hadn’t even realized.

It hurt where he was still pulling at your hair. You didn’t dare struggle against him though. With the hand not holding your head down, you knew he still had that knife close and ready to use.

He lowered his face down next to yours, his cheek just ever so slightly brushing against your skin. You flinched away and that seemed to set him off.

“You’re going to have to get used to me little slut.” He then brought his lips to yours and sloppily kissed you. Again you tried to flinch away but he held you right to him in an uncomfortable attack.

You felt his hips starting to press deeply into you and grind against your ass. His hard cock was aching to be set free.

He needed this so badly. He’d been waiting for too long to have you beneath him like this. He told himself this was the perfect time to teach you a lesson. You deserved to be taught a lesson.

He pulled away from you and sat up again to get a good visual of the way he had you in front of him.

“Don’t. Move.” He spoke quietly, but in such a chilling tone that you instantly froze up and obeyed.

He then took the knife and put it to the back of your neck. Slowly he trailed it down, not enough to cut through the fabric of your shirt, but enough for you to feel the tickle of the blade against you.

It sent a shudder across your body and at that your stomach flipped, hoping you hadn’t twitched at all and made him cut you.

“You’re shaking little slut.” He chuckled breathily the knife stalling at your lower back.

His other hand grabbed tight to your hip and he pressed down holding you still to the bed.

“Don’t move.” He repeated hastily and excitedly in a raspy voice.

His hand left your hip and he pulled at your panties.

He took the knife and cut along the fabric of your underwear right over your crotch. You sucked in a tight breath as he was trailing dangerously close from your clit to your asshole. He then set the knife down on the bed next to you. Taking your panties between both hands and ripping it further leaving everything exposed in front of him.

You squirmed harder at this. He gave your ass a hard smack, causing it to redden instantly. You knew how hard he was capable of hitting. the fact that you knew that was probably the most reserved he was capable of being made you feel like death might be easier than what was about to come here.

“Deku…please don’t.” Without many other options to stop this, you tried to turn your quirk on again and woo him into letting you at least have it more gently

Your whole body covered in a slight blush for a moment as you activated it.

To no avail though. Izuku gave your ass an even harder smack. You yelled out at the sharp sting and your eyes squeezed tightly shut. It felt like that one already was developing into a bruise.

You could hear a snicker from behind you.

“It’s not gonna work, naughty girl. Like I said..” he pointed to the pictures of you on the wall.

You looked again through tear blurred eyes again to see the one in particular of your skirt almost flying up.

“I got off to you all the time. I'm immune to your charms.” He started to unbuckle his pants. “At least enough to do this my way.” He grunted as he took his thick and throbbing length out from his pants.

You hoped that the power he extended through the rest of him didn’t reach there, but you knew that’d be reaching for too much luck.

He was huge, and veiny and angry and dead set on being inside of you.

“I am going to teach you what happens to naughty girls like you that whore themselves out to commit crimes. Making good people cum in their pants over you, even if they don’t want to?” He spat at you.

You felt his plump head pressing against your entrance.

He tried to tease you slightly but he saw that you weren’t at all ready for him.

You were going to be reluctant it seemed. But, he didn’t care. He moved back and angrily shoved your legs further apart in one motion, using his knees, and went to enter again. This time with more force, not wanting to have to try again.

“It’s about time you learned what it feels like to be forced to...” he lost his words as he sucked in a sharp breath. The feeling of your walls sucking him inside so tightly had his eyes already rolling back. His lower half shuddered and he realized he was right, you had the most perfect pussy he’d ever been inside.

His hands gripped into your hips so tightly you were scared he’d forget what he was doing and snap you in half.

His head was hung back and he’d stalled for a moment, before starting to move himself slowly.

You hated how he was filling you up so completely. Every time he pushed himself all the way in your body was betraying you with a moan falling out reflexively from your lips.

He seemed pleased at this and continued to give you deep thrusts, his hips pounding against your ass. His breath hitched in his throat when he locked on to the way your ass was jiggling and rippling each time he smacked against it.

“Fuck you’re so good…” he moaned, grabbing the handcuffs by the chain between them. He used the motion to pull you up, making you arch your back and making him slide even deeper inside of you, kissing painfully against your cervix.

You let out a small scream as he started to pound into you roughly like this.

He didn’t seem to mind your protest though. In fact he might have even liked it.

“Guess you don’t make all the men you trick fuck you like this Hm?” He slammed up into you in one rough and painful movement. “Gonna have to show you why it’s a bad idea to go around offering yourself to everyone like a slut.” He grabbed your head again and shoved you back down onto the bed, pressing your face into the blankets but lifting your hips up into doggystyle.

“Please…stop…” you sobbed, hating the filled up feeling of his cock sliding in and out of your walls. He filled you up in a way that was making your pussy throb all over.

You couldn’t help it though. You couldn’t stop your body from enjoying the feeling.

With each unwanted movement, you also were overwhelmed with the reality that he was good with what he was doing. It wasn’t fair.

With no warning the blade of the knife was back against your ass.

You could feel the tip cut slightly against your skin. Not very deep, but enough that you knew he’d broken skin.

“FUCK” you screamed, “What the fuck!”

You heard chuckling from behind you, a raspy and breathy series of laughs. He was so far gone in the moment he might have lost his original plot of trying to rehabilitate you.

He wasn’t sure what lesson he really wanted to teach you at this point. Now that you were here all he really wanted was to never let you leave. Maybe that’s all this ever was about.

You looked so good in person, everything he’d ever dreamed of in a girl. You felt even better. It was just a shame you were a dirty slutty villain. He realized that was the real reason he needed to rehabilitate you.

He’d make you his. His good girl instead of the dirty criminal that you were.

That required a lot of hard lessons though.

“Please…” you sobbed

A trickle of blood ran down your ass cheek from the cut, he wiped it off with the sleeve of his hoodie in awe. he never realized how pretty blood could be until he saw it on you. He’d been around it plenty, but this felt like something else.

To test it he stopped his movements and gave another small cut to the other cheek.

“NO!” You screamed out. He simply smirked at that, letting his thumb run over the cut this time smearing the crimson red across your skin as he picked back up his torturous pace.

The power surging from him being inside you was something you could practically feel. His quirk was something terrifying when he wasn’t being a hero.

It also started to feel like a slight bit of static inside of you along with every pump, he was directing a bit of his power to his entire pelvic area. Whether on purpose or accident you couldn’t tell, but the pace was like nothing you’d ever felt before.

You felt your stomach tightening and you started to clench around his dick.

“Deku…stop…don’t wanna…c-cum” you whined with tears flooding down your face now.

His face lit up at this.

“You’re gonna cum? Shit..” he reached around between your legs and found your clit with two of his fingers. He flicked the swollen area between his middle and index quickly.

“N-no! Please no!” You cried out, though it was useless. His attack on your clit continued, flicking and massaging it with just the right amount of pressure.

It sent you fully over the edge. You shivered as the waves of guilty euphoria were pulsing throughout you. Tears were pouring as well, any makeup you had on was down your face with the wetness as you were sobbing at your body’s betrayal.

Izuku looked down at the way your messy face was pressed ruined against the mattress. All for him. All his now. He’d give you all the lessons you needed. Show you how you’re all his and you don’t need to go around being a slut anymore.

“Tell me this pussy belongs to me now.” He hissed out at you as he was smacking his hips relentlessly against your ass.

“W-wha” you blubbered out.

“You heard me whore.” He grunted as something he did seemed to feel particularly good. “Say it.”

You whimpered, not wanting to give him this, but knowing you didn’t have much choice.

“My pussy is yours now Deku.” You cried out.

He seemed pleased at this, and started fucking into with an even wilder pace. Lots of ‘fuck’s and ‘damn’s were being repeated and you could feel yourself sore with the feeling of his brutal pace.

“Deku it hurtssss” you whined. Something in that seemed to set him off, his eyes widened and he let out an animalistic growl.

“Oh my goddd I can’t keep it in…” he mumbled, slowing his pace and becoming more uneven with his thrusting.

“Gonna cum!” he let out a hoarse cry as he collapsed on top of you, bucking his hips over and over clumsily as he spilled inside of you, letting out a series of ‘oh my god’s.

He pulled out and instantly put himself back inside his pants. You were sat still dripping and full of the cum he’d left there.

“Absolutely disgusting.” He chuckled. “Villains are absolutely disgusting.”

He shook his head at you before shoving you over onto your side.

“I might’ve gotten a bit carried away. But I guess I have to work up more of a resistance to your quirk than I thought. You really do bring out people’s inner animal with that.” He glared at you. “It’s dangerous. Too dangerous even to put you in prison. You’ll just manipulate the guards.”

You now saw that he was moving towards a spot on the bed you hadn’t noticed, a sturdy metal bar with another set of handcuffs on it.

He forced your arm to it and hooked you in to the new handcuffs. Taking the old ones off and tossing them aside.

“I think it’s safer for everyone if you just stay here with me.”

The terror must’ve shown on your face because he gave you a small kiss on your forehead.

“It’s alright. I won’t need to be mean to you once you’re rehabilitated.”

You realized he’d picked the knife back up at some point, as it was being waved around in your face.

He then walked away to his kitchen that was still in the eyeline of his bed, to get himself something to drink.

“I’ll figure out a way to get out of here. you’re no different than me for this Deku” you spat that last bit. “You’re a villain now too.”

He ran back over to you, jumping on the bed in a crouch like an animal and grabbing your face roughly.

“No sweetie, that’s not true. You’re the villain here, and I’m the one teaching you a lesson. Just like it’s always been.” He gave another menacing smirk as he saw you shaking slightly. “Anyways, it’s your fault. You brought it out in me, flaunting it around all over the place.”

You had a feeling you’d flown too close to the sun with your quirk. How could you be so stupid to not realize it would eventually get the wrong hero too riled up.

He had become a feral animal when it came to you.

“So, like you said, you’re mine now.”

[alottieluv]

mdni. cigarettes/smoking, yandere bf!izuku, implied fem!bodied reader and use of fem!body desc.

cockwarming yandere!bf!izuku

whimpering as you slide further down his cock, still a long inch away until he’s balls deep in your cunt. you listen to him let out a low groan, smoke bellowing from his mouth as he puffs the cigarette held in his hand while his other wraps around your waist.

you’re still trying to adjust to the mere size of him, cock lubed with your mixed arousal. the little whimpers you let out feed izuku’s high, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head when he feels you pulse against him.

the feeling of you wrapped around him is a blessing, a reward after a long days work. it’s even developed into a routine: go to work, come home to you, massage the tension out of his shoulders, fuck you until all you know is his cock. and it is then that the reward becomes a slowly-fed obsession.

izuku pulls you to his chest, a crazed glimmer of addiction in his eyes before he takes a drag and captures your lips in his. the taste of cigarettes lies sour, the smoke following izuku’s tongue as he hungrily shoves it down your throat.

he separates when the smoke dissolved into the air, takes a puff of the cigarette, and moves against your lips—slowly, so sensually, that it makes your core throb against him with every smack of your lips, filled with lust and mind substance.

he lets his mind read your movements, memorize them. your hands splayed on his chest, hips twitching ever so slightly. god, he could stay here for hours just kissing you like this.

only until you start to move on your own. that’s when he’ll really have to punish you.

[yandereaffections]

My Hero Academia Masterlist

Izuku Midoriya (Deku)

Coming home covered in blood begging for love

Headcannons

“if you dont love me ill kill myself”

Deku vs Bakugo

Naga Izuku

S/o who is clingy during their period

Punishments

Kidnapped S/o giving up

Jealous S/o leaving hickeys all over him

College Roomate

Siren Izuku w/ Lost at sea S/o

S/o w/ Psychedelic quirk

Poly Uraraka/Deku w/ a S/o who loves to Knit

S/o w/ a Angelic quirk

Not letting anyone else touch his S/o

Poly Nage Deku/Bakugo w/ Harpy S/o

Naga Izuku w/ Crush whos terrified of snakes

S/o who is tired all the time

The Purge + Blind S/o

Poly Uraraka/Deku HC

Nurse S/o

Tough S/o using her quirk to play with kids

S/o who loves his fluffy hair

Bakugo + Izuku with a S/o whos Quirk ends up hurting them

Dating Aizawas daughter

“hows the weather up there?”

Siren

Villain Deku trying to supply his vampire s/o with his blood

Darlings whos accidently morbid and creepy

Finding Crush s/o crying cause they were rejected by someone else

Gifting him an actual heart in a jar for Valentines

Yandere Alphabet: B,D,H,M,O

Villain Deku Headcannons

Comforting S/o who is upset over a character design change

Goth Darling who melts at affection

Comforting S/o who feels objectified

Poly Deku & Uraraka Headcannons

S/o who cant kiss directly in fear of eye contact

Darling attracting butterflies to them with their blood

Kidnapped S/o breaking down in relief that they dont have to worry about school anymore

Kidnapped Darling demanding cuddles when coming home

S/o that demands affection

Darling who loves that love lolita fashion but broke

Poly Kirideku

S/o wearing a lolita dress inspired by his hero outfit

Izuku Midoriya vs Peter Parker

S/o likes to be carried by him

S/o escapes only to come back with fast food

S/o saying "Yo! Guess what I found!!" with a arrow in their shoulder

S/o who jokes they're basically a acrow with anxiety cause they love shiny

"Why would you want me? You could have anyone you wanted"

Bakugo Katsuki

Deku vs Bakugo

Shut in S/o

S/o who has low self esteem due to family

S/o whose friends are affectionate

S/o Practicing their Love Confession with Deku

Accidentally hurting S/os feelings

Unknowingly kidnapping Vampire S/o

Liking Naga Bakugos punishments

Poly Nage Deku/Bakugo w/ Harpy S/o

Werewolf Bakugo protecting his mate

S/o whose parents dont let them have more than the minimum

S/o does illegal quirk cage battles

S/o Revealing her Healing quirk

Tall darling with low self esteem

Parents not supporting S/o after Winning tournament

Quiet crush Kabedoning him

S/o who can beat his ass

Bakugo + Izuku with a S/o whos Quirk ends up hurting them

S/o has a ‘villainous’ quirk

Kidnapped darling ignoring him

Naga Bakugo/Hunted down

Darling confessing to him first

Only being soft for his S/o

Villain Darling

S/o who’s the polar opposite of him

Finding his missing  kidnapped S/o in his bed

Kidnapped darling loving him back

S/o who spars cause they want to be pinned

Accidently hurting a low self esteem reader

Bat quirked reader

Aizawa Shouta

Depressed S/o

Villain S/o

NS FW HC

The Purge

Vampire

Drider

Vampire S/o

Demon

Demon Aizawa w/ angel s/o

Life Threatening situation

S/o being forced to be a Villain cause their family is that way

Werewolf Aizawa

S/o who relaxes when he plays with their hair

Thicc S/o

S/o who loves cats just as much as him

Making him jealous from giving all your attention to cats

Cuddling HC

Hawks kidnapping Aizawas S/O prt 2 (prt one on Hawks section)

Shinso dating Aizawas child

Cat like S/o

Stalking celerity S/o

S/o with daddy issues

S/o w/ a Bear quirk

Taking care of his new child

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,E,L,W

Student reader turns out to be the UA Traitor

Finding his S/o tangled in his scarf

Headcannons

S/os personality changes around animals

Stalker Headcannons

Finding out crush sleeps with a eraser head plushie

Tall S/o that pulls him into their chest in every hug

Aizawa falling for a MILF S/o

S/o who was rejected at first before Aizawa fell for them

S/o avoiding him cause they think theyre annoying

Todoroki Shoto

Jealous Todoroki

Yandere Crush

Kidnapping Tourist S/o

“You’ve already made me a victim, no need to make me a liar too”

Naga Todoroki

Yakuza Leader S/o attempting to send a hit on his father

S/o who wants to be a Manga artist more than a hero

Sick Darling

S/o whos clingy during their period

Yandere Alphabet: C,E,K,W

Falling for S/o HC

Villain Shoto w/ civilian crush

Villain Shoto w/ Villain crush

Engulfing him in a hug after a battle happy hes ok

S/o doesnt speak the same language

Tsuyu Asui

S/o’s a fan of hers

Hitoshi Shinso

Siren Hitoshi using his voice to make S/o take their swimsuit off

Naga Hitoshi

Shinso dating Aizawas child

How he would treat you

Dabi Todoroki

Headcannons

S/o who’s unfazed by Dabis appearance

Innocent Baby sitter crush

Witch S/o

S/o with healing tears family constantly makes them cry

Freedom HC

Stealing his drugged crush after a dental surgery

socially awkward and anxious s/o

another social anxiety s/o HC

Celebrating S/os Birthday

Commenting he should visit his mother more

Gentle darling S/o

S/os in a loveless quirk marriage

Loner S/o

Fluff HCs

S/o who has a cruel family

S/o whos so scared of dadi they cry anytime he gets near

Kidnapping his S/o

Shigaraki Tomura

HC

Buff s/o who’s actually a softie

someone hurting his darling right infront of him

Younger sister reader

S/o also has skin problems

Affectionate and loving darling

S/o who only allows him to touch them

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,H,I

S/o w/ a quirk similar to his own

Sick darling

Proposing to him

Finding out S/o is his favorite streamer

Peaceful S/o who hates violence

S/o who looking at him with motherly loving eyes

Breaking down and coming to him for comfort

Gentle darling

S/o saying he takes away their emotional pain

naive and trusting darling

“Do I need to remind you what happened last time you acted out? Because I will if you keep pushing me.”

Someone trying to save kidnapped S/o

Kirishima Eijirou

Headcannons

Fluff HC

S/o who acts tough but is actually really soft

Finding his S/o fighting Bakugou

Poly Kirideku

Getting jealous over how you treat your friend

Momo Yaoyorozu

Headcannons

S/o Spoiling her

S/o wants more stuffed animals but already has a bed full of them

Poly Uraraka/Deku

Poly Uraraka/Deku w/ a S/o who loves to Knit

Poly Uraraka/Deku HC

More Poly Deku & Uraraka Headcannons

Tamaki Amajiki

S/o isnt bothered with being kidnapped

S/o whos on their period

Tamaki + Mirio Poly HC

Vampire

S/o also has Anxiety

Kidnapped s/o insisting on a movie night

S/o is something like the mom of 1A

Seeing his darling is stabbed yet calm about it

Coming home to S/o and their collapsed pillow fort

S/o who loves to cook

Gifting him butterfly hairclips

Hearing S/o saying "Do you have Five wilting Cabbage Leaves instead of a Brain?" to another that tried asking them out

Kidnapped S/o who just stands there after breaking out of captivity

Mirio

Tamaki + Mirio Poly HC

Accidentally bumping into Blind darling

S/o who likes cats but hes a dog person

S/o who has a god level quirk but is a dumbass

How his yandere tendencies are affected by losing his quirk

Darling flirting with other people

Bear quirk S/o

S/o missing school cause they got hurt while fighting a villain

S/o whos soft with Eri

Pregnant S/o who doesnt want to keep them

Rival s/o whos mad at him for taking their spot in the Big Three

Wooing a introvert darling

Villain Mirio

S/os boyfriend left her pregnant

Hawks

Equally clingy S/o

S/o with wings

Cottagecore S/o

S/o with a symbiote quirk

Cat Quirk reader

S/o having a depressive episode

Quirkless S/o whos afraid of heights

S/o who loves the petname ‘kitten’

Hawks Bird habits HC

Soft S/o getting pissed and yelling in Spanish

Bathing with him

Finding out his S/o is pregnant

Kidnapped S/o whos chill as long as they have games

S/o whos dependent and clingy feels like he they dont deserve him

Demon

Vampire

Celebrating Halloween

S/o dressing up as him for Halloween

Purge

Villain Hawks

Comforting S/o whose friend started ignoring them suddenly

Falling for a different heros S/o

Hawks kidnapping Aizawas S/o (prt 2 on Aizawas section)

Almost forcing his Vegan S/o to eat meat

Wings HC

Raising a child

Vegan darling HC

Dealing with s/os teacher who doesnt treat them right

Raising a teenage child

Darling who has separation anxiety

Soft S/o whos tall and buff

Feral Headcannons

Shy, Awkward reader

Bat quirk S/o

Miruko & Hawks x reader Headcannons

Preening S/os wings

S/o who has self harm scars on their legs TW

S/os scared of birds

Hero s/o hates the hero commissions

S/o has a affectionate pet bird thats a little shit to keigo

Foreigner that hardly speaks japanese

Shy S/o thats scared of his wings

S/os cat loves hunting/playing with his wings

Yandere alphabet K,P,T

Yandere alphabet A,D,E,L 

Hunted down

Overhaul

S/o who has a body pillow of him

Trying to get him on a normal date

Angel

S/o whose power ultimately harms them

Darling ends up pregnant because of him

raising a child

S/o is as much of a clean freak as he is

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,I,K,W

Calling him a crow because of his looks

Escaping with Eri

S/o is a escape artist

Naga Overhaul

Kaminari

S/o scared theyll get zapped if they touch him

S/o who loves affection but is shy about PDA

Using him as a shield against socializing with others

Finding out S/o is Kirishimas sibling

S/o who isnt given gifts often

Werewolf

HC

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,J,W

S/o who loves him just as much

Would denki hurt anyone or punish his S/o

Sero

Darling confessing their love to him

Yandere Alphabet: A,K,S,R,T

Tokoyami

Finding out S/o goes out to feed cats with Aizawa and Shinsou

S/o going out of their way to spend time with them

Cuddling HC

Crush is Bakugos sister

Iida

Finding out S/o wonders out at night

Jealous HC

Koda

S/o who also has a animal quirk

Miruko

Chubby S/o

Miruko & Hawks x reader Headcannons

Nejire

Headcannons

Jirou

Headcannons

Mina Ashido

Headcannons

Inko Midoriya

Headcannons

Introducing deku to their new sibling w/ s/o

Average day with her

Haunted house

Rei Todoroki

Headcannons

Soft and quiet darling

Introducing her new child w/ s/o

Calm S/o yelling for the first time

Aoyama

Protective S/o

S/o likes his french

Deku

NS FW alphabet

Submissive 

Naga Izuku 

Praise Kink & Sugar Mommy S/o

Aizawa

NS FW HC

Werewolf Aizawa + Breeding 

Feral 

Incubus 

Neko s/o going into heat Ropework 

Favorite Position & Breeding kink 

Poly Erasermic

Poly Incubus EraserMic w/ S/o 

Todoroki

NS FW alphabet

Orgasm control, BDSM

Dabi

NON-CON + Incubus Dabi TW

End of the world + Breeding 

Poly Dabi/hawks

Poly Incubus Dabi/Hawks w/ S/o 

Shiguraki

Favorite Position 

Praise/Body Worship 

Tamaki

Sugar Daddy & One thing that would instantly turn them on

Hawks

Cockwarming and creampieing 

S/o likes it rough slightly 

Breeding/Heat HC 

Using his Feathers as a form of bondage 

Breeding season 

Extra Heat HC 

Male S/o First Time & Corruption

Overhaul

Virgin S/o 

Kaminari

Using his quirk during sex 

Inko Midoriya

Lingerie & Bodyworship 

Rei Todoroki

Foreplay Headcannons 

[love-me-satoru]

wanna be faced fucked by literally anyone at this point 😭

[frickingnerd]

yandere izuku with a darling that stops him from commiting suicide

pairing: izuku midoriya x gn!reader

tags: (almost) attempted suicide (by jumping off a roof), obsessive izuku, implied murder (of rivals), jealousy, overall heavy subjects

izuku had reached a low point, after all those years of bullying he had to endure from katsuki

but the day he was ready to end it all and escape his suffering, you came into his life and changed everything, giving his life a new meaning!

there he stood, on top of the school roof, looking down, as your voice called out to him. at that point, izuku didn't even know who you were…

but despite that, you seemed to know who he was, as you suddenly confessed your love to him, begging him to step away from the edge

izuku turned around and did as you told him, seeing your face for the first time and immediately falling for the one who had saved his life with their love

only that seconds after he had approached you, you seemingly began to panic, telling him that you had confused him with someone else

you apologized for the confession, that wasn't meant for him, but told him to reach out to you, if he ever felt like things were getting too much for him, before awkwardly hurrying off

but by that point, izuku was already convinced that you were just lying about mistaking him for someone else! surely, you were just getting embarrassed after that heartfelt confession

the next few days, he began studying you, finding out every little detail about you, before he finally dared to approach you again

he didn't mind taking things slow with you, as long as he could be with you. even when you told him about the guy you liked, he remained calm

izuku was sure you were just trying to make him jealous and push him to give you a confession as beautiful as the one you had given him!

and he certainly would write you the most beautiful confession you had ever gotten! right after he'd get rid of that boy you told him about, just to make sure…

[hellowyellow1]

Poly Yandere bnha Punish you

Fem reader

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

Tododeku

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 almost just almost

Kiribaku-Broken

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

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

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

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

“

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MiriTama- Over affectionate

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[dekus-naughty-dikon]

You’ll kill for me?

Izuku Midoriya x Female Reader

TW:Mention of kidnapping, blood, sex, r*pe, murder, details of murder, and anything else I forget.

SMUT ONESHOT, mentions ‘daddy’ and other kinks. My first smut and oneshot Im sorry.

I don’t own this art and idk who did it I’m sorry.

Now imagine Izuku coming home late at night covered in blood that ain’t his. Some will say “I would freak out”, but you simply go

“Hey Izu, why are you covered in blood are you okay?” you go and check to see any injuries. You don’t see none but he starts to chuckle.

“I’m fine puppy, why are you still up?” he says as he pushes the hair in his eyes back. He’s looking at you with adoration but also concern as you never stay up this late, I mean it’s 3 am. Who would stay up that late when they have work in the morning?

“I- I was worried about you, and you know I don’t like sleeping without you,” you say quietly, still trying to find out where the blood came from. Little did you know, he knows why you aren’t asleep. Yes, you don’t like sleeping without and worrying about him, but you were kidnapped not even two weeks ago by an unknown man. He did terrible things to you trying to find out Izuku’s- the number one pro hero- weaknesses. His thinking it was you was a huge mistake on his part. You aren’t his weakness. You are his strength, and why he wakes up every morning. You’ve been having nightmares and suffering from PTSD since they found you. Izuku asked you to move in with him not even an hour after he found you- you all being together for two years, it was understandable. Now you’ve been living with him, and he’s been helping you through your trauma and nightmares. He is there to protect you, and it’s why you can’t sleep without him. You worry about him not only because he’s Japan's number one pro hero but because you love him dearly. You are a little obsessed, but you find it healthy as he is your hero and love. It is healthy- until someone gets in the way of you two being together- or until someone hurts you or him. You become unhinged and forget your natural morals as you don’t want to lose the only person you have left. You didn’t know he was the same way.

“Puppy, you know I’ll come home. Always. Tell me the real reason you are up?” he looks at you with a soft stern look, making sure not to scare you like he does others.

“I- I did tell you, are you hungry? Have you eaten?” you say, trying to change the subject and not get caught in a half lie. You haven’t eaten being so worried about him, and you barely eat anything due to your fear and anxiety due to your trauma. It has affected you greatly, but you try and hide it. You can’t hide anything from Izuku tho, though he is very observant. He sees right through you hiding your fear and pretending to be okay. He knows what that man did to you, and every second of every day since he found out you’ve been kidnapped, his anger grows. It’s like a hot flame that won’t go out even when you pour water on top of it. The only thing that can take out this flame is you being with him, safe and happy. You are safe and comfortable but scared and traumatized. You’ve been going through stages of depression for years now, and this has made it worse, even if you don’t admit it. He sees it all, though, and it makes him angrier at the people who have hurt you in the past and the man who hurt you recently. That man had no right to touch what was his, you.

“Now, puppy, no changing the subject. No, I haven’t eaten yet, but I was going to after I showered,” he says softly but sternly. “Have you eaten?” he looks at you up and down, seeing if any signs of malnutrition are there. You have gotten skinnier since the kidnapping, but you also became weaker physically. Do to the things that man has done.

“I-um…” you hesitate. You hate lying to him. You know if you lie, he will find out the truth. Even if he doesn’t get angry with you but tries and talk to you about why you should eat- sleep- or do anything to keep yourself healthy, you are scared one day he will snap at you as your past exes have. Like your mother and father did when you were a child, like your foster parents, or the kids you went to school with.

You look down at your feet, thinking of how to change the subject, but with your luck, your stomach growls. You go wide-eyed but quickly return to normal as you don’t want to give away what you haven’t eaten.

“I’ll take that as a no, baby; look at me, please,” he says quietly and softly. He tilts your head up by the chin and looks at you in the eyes. Your eyes help him see everything he needs, they help him calm down, and they are like stars in the night sky to him- beautiful. “Baby, why haven’t you eaten? What was the last thing you ate today?” he asked curiously and was full of concern.

“I- I ate some yogurt and fruit this morning after you left. I guess I just forgot to eat again,” you say. Your lips quiver in guilt as you hate doing this to him. Hate seeing him so concerned with you- and for what? Because you haven’t eaten or slept. “I’m sorry-“Before you could even finish your apology, he kissed you softly. It’s the only way to get you to stop talking when you are feeling like this. Kissing and holding you tight is the only way to help you see he isn’t angry or upset- he loves you with everything in him and wants you to be okay.

“No apologies, puppy. I’m not angry or upset, okay.” He looks at you softly and lovingly. “How about we go shower and eat something, okay? Then we can cuddle and try and sleep,” he says softly.

“O-Okay. But you never told me why you are covered in blood. Is it yours?” you say, wiping away the tears that were about to fall. You look over him closer and realize he isn’t hurt, not one scratch or bruise. You become concerned about what happened for him to be covered in blood like this.

“Don’t worry ab-“Before you can even finish, you stop him.

“No, tell me please,” you say desperately. You want to know, and curiosity is eating at you now. “I just want to know, Izu, you never come home this late without calling- even with your hero work. Let alone come home covered in blood,” you say. You start worrying more and more as he won’t tell you.

“Puppy, if I tell you- you might see me differently,” he says quietly and sadly. He takes his fingers off your chin, making you sad, but you ignore that for now. You are more concerned about why he thinks you might see him differently.

“What? You know I can never see you in any other way than I have- I always have. You know I love you.” you say with a small laugh. You are trying to help him see you will be okay with anything he tells you as long as he’s okay.

“You- you wouldn’t look at me the same. You might become scared of me and lea-“He starts the last part, but you shut him up with a kiss. You pull him closer, not caring if you get blood on you. It wouldn’t be the first time you were covered in blood for him anyways.

“Hush!” you say after the deep kiss. You say this loudly, which is very rare for you. It causes him to go wide-eyed and look at you in shock. You never speak louder than an inside voice- speaking this loud means you are serious about this and want to know. That or you got upset about what he was saying, if not both.

“I will never leave you, Izuku. I love you more than anything, and I will never be scared of you, understand?” You say sternly. Which is even more of a shock to him- and honestly, a turn-on. “Tell me please, I want to know Izuku,” you saying his name like this makes him want to kiss you deeply and never let you go, but it also makes him sad that you are getting upset with him enough to call him his full name.

“I.. I killed someone.” he whispered. He backs up and turns his back towards you. You look at him in shock- him killing someone? Never. You seen him get angry at villains before but never seen him at a point where you thought he would kill them. “I killed him Y/N. The man who hurt you. The man who-“ he stops for a moment to collect his words, “the man who kidnapped, tortured, and r*ped you. I killed him, happily. I was so happy when I did it. I was so happy when I found him finally. I would do it again for you- I will always do ANYTHING for you.” he says loudly and sternly. He tries and speaks softly with you always but right now he is so scared of what you might do he forgets everything.

You look at him, his back still facing toward you. You were shocked but had butterflies. Did he kill someone for you? All because they hurt you. You didn’t care he brought up what happened, and you didn’t care he mentioned what the horrible man had done to you. You just cared about him. The fact he killed someone for you makes you blush and have a belly full of butterflies. It makes your heart jump out of your chest with happiness and love. Sure, anyone would be scared hearing that, but you? You killed multiple people for him. The people that dared lay a finger on your man and get away with it. The women who try and get in between you, too- you don’t hesitate. Like him, you are happy when you do it and would do it again. You never told him as he is a hero, and murder is a crime.

You walk closer to him, which he hears and tenses up. He is scared of what you will say and do. He doesn’t want to lose you- he would go crazier than he already has. When he feels you behind him, he slowly turns around halfway but doesn’t look in your direction. His hands are in fists as he tries to control his fear tears.

“Look at me, please,” you say quietly and softly, which shocked him but made him more scared as you might leave him like this. He slowly turns his head towards you and looks you in the eyes. You see the fear and anger of mentioning that man again in his eyes. He, right now, is blind by fear and can’t tell what you are thinking or feeling.

“How? How did you kill him?” you say softly and curiously. This made him hesitate, but he was shocked. He isn’t going to hope you will stay because who will remain with a murderer? Yeah, who would stay with a murderer?

“I- I tortured him,” he whispered, looking done. He can’t make eye contact with you telling you this. “I stabbed him, choked him, everything someone does in a torture chamber. I got creative with some of it, but most of it was to see him in pain, like the pain he caused you,” he says, trying not to smile or smirk when thinking of that man’s face in agony.

“Oh, wow,” you say a little louder. What shocked him was you sounded interested- you had wide eyes and a slight smile, but he was still looking down, so he didn’t see this and got scared. “Did he beg?” that made him look up quickly. That’s when he saw the wide eyes and slight smile you were trying to hide.

“Yes,” he says carefully. Trying to examine your reaction, but he was too confused and blind by fear still to understand anything you were expressing. “Yes, he begged, like a bitch.”

“Good,” you say. He goes wide-eyed as your smile is clearer to see, and you hug him tightly.

“W-what? You aren’t mad or upset?” he says, still shell-shocked at what is happening.

You stop the close hug just enough to look him in the eyes. “No, why would I be?” you ask curiously. You see nothing wrong with killing someone for the person you love most.

“I-I killed someone-“ he says, wide eyes and shocked still.

“Yes, and I’ve killed for you,” you say quietly, like telling a secret.

He goes wide-eyed, looking at you. He never thought you, out of all people, could be capable of murder. It all runs through his head, and some things start to connect. The secretary that went missing after locking herself and him in the bathrooms at his agency, trying to have sex with him knowing he was taken. The couple of girls at the coffee shop grabbed his ass when he went in to check on things turned up dead- murdered brutally-actually. The villain who stabbed him during a mission in Tokyo died in his jail cell. Everyone who has landed a hand on him in a harmful or nonconsensual way- dead or missing still. You killed them- brutally. Tortured them just because they put their hands on your man. His shock suddenly goes into lust and love as he looks at your eyes and face.

“You- you have?” he questioned. That is a dumb question if you ask yourself. He looked at your eyes and lips, begging for an answer.

“Yes, and I would do it again in a heartbeat,” you say calmly. To anyone else, it would be creepy, but to him, it was beautiful and sexy. He quickly catches your lips with his- kissing you softly but urgently. Never would he thought you would kill for him- this isn’t the first person he’s killed for you. Won't be the last.

“Fuck,” he whispered after you two separated for a breather. “Tell me how, baby, please,” he says lowly and quietly, ready to kiss you again. He pulls you closer, not caring about a single thing- not his clothes- not the blood all over him- nothing.

“I mean, you read their autopsies, right?” you look at him, questioning. He smirks and kisses you again roughly, but it ends as he speaks again.

“Yeah- I wanna hear it from you. That beautiful mouth of yours, And I’ll tell you how I’ve killed the others that dared lay a hand on you,” he whispers in your ear. It gives you tingles and causes you to shiver. Has he killed more people for you? This turned you on more than you thought it would. You jump up, wrapping your legs around his waist and staring into his eyes, smiling.

“Izu, you’ve killed multiple people for me?” you say as you look at him, getting closer to his lips, “that’s sexy, baby,” you whisper as you kiss him, in which he grabs your ass to hold you up and pushes his tongue past your lips.

Now tongues swirling around each other, sloppy kissing, and him grabbing your ass with your legs around his waist and arms around his neck to have him as close as possible. It becomes heated quickly, as you two haven’t had sex since before the kidnapping- him wanting to give you time- and you being too traumatized to think of anything like this. But now, you two have found out each other's dirty little secret and are as turned on for each other as animals in mating season.

He puts one of his hands in your hair and deepens the kiss even more, walking slowly to the bathroom. When he sits you on the sink counter, you gasp, giving him more access to your mouth. Tongue deep in your throat, you moan when he tugs on your hair in the right spot. He stops to breathe but only briefly as his lips find their way to your neck- leaving love bites and his marks all over your soft sweet skin. He soon discovers the sweet spot and sucks like a leech; making your moan louder. You are a panting, heaving, moaning mess when he stops and rips off your shirt. Seeing you aren’t wearing a bra- as you were going to go to sleep when he arrived home safely- he latches onto one of your nipples and flicks his tongue rapidly. Squeezing the other and sucking on your other nipple, he moans onto your nipple when you start to grind against his dick. Oh, how hard he is for you and how you love it. He stops just for a few seconds to catch his breath.

“Tell me, baby,” he says, kissing your neck, “tell me how you killed those bitches.” He speaks into your skin and starts to suck, leaving more of his marks.

“I- I had to find out where they lived first,” you say, panting a little from the sensation of his lips on your skin. “Then I just waited till they were alone to sneak in. Dumb whores didn’t lock their windows.” You giggle a little remembering how the dumb ass girls didn’t lock their windows at night and how the men were so easy to find.

You hear him chuckle into your neck, “Oh? Now that isn’t very smart of them,” he says, licking over a new mark he just left.

“They didn’t know how to fight either. It was easy dragging them out of their soft little beds and tying them up. The men, not so much, so I just knocked them out.” you say as you are a panting moaning mess. He licks down your breast to your belly button sucking and leaving marks all the way, “I used things they had, like their knives and other things that can cause damage. One had a fun crowbar.” you giggle. “Most of them didn’t last long enough when I was cutting each of their fingers off and passed out, but the ones who did last had some interesting words to say to me. It was so funny and fun hearing them beg and curse at me,” you say, stopping and gasping as you feel your shorts being ripped off. Izuku lays you back to pull your panties off with his teeth. Sucking and licking each part he goes by. You were lost in his eyes as they looked at you, pulling your panties down.

“Awe go on, baby, I wanna hear what all you did to those son of bitches.” he says as he licks your pelvic bone down to your thigh. He sucks the inside of your thigh, leaving marks near your sweet little sex, stopping and hovering, waiting for you to start talking again.

“I-I stabbed most of them, but the ones who hurt you-“ you stopped and gasped when you felt his tongue run up and down your slit. Back arching a little and watching him lick slowly up and down against your sex makes you quiver and shake. “The ones who hurt you- I-I, fuck, I made sure they felt every inch of what I cut and sliced them with. Some passed out when I got to their toes, but some lasted till I cut off their hand. Chopping them up was-“ you stop as he starts to suck on your clit but then continue, “so fun knowing what they have done to you. Their blood made puddles, and they whined like little bitches.” you start to moan uncontrollably as he sucks and fingers you with two fingers rapidly.

He moans into your sex, and his tongue flicks up and down rapidly and skillfully. “Mm puppy, you taste so fucking good,” he says into your sex which causes vibrations. It makes your back arch even more and pant.

“Come on baby, cum for me,” he says in a low tone voice that causes more vibrations to your sex. When he sucks on your clit again and arches his fingers up to hit your sweet spot, you cum instantly on his face. Lose all focus on anything else, just the feeling of his tongue and fingers inside you. He licks up all the cum from you, sitting up and pulling you close to him.

“Good girl,” he says against your lips as he kisses you. You taste yourself as he roughly kisses you. “Such a good girl for me. Even killed people for me,” he says lowly into your mouth. You grip his shirt, letting him know you want it off. He smiles and pulls off his shirt showing his chest and abs. All those scars turn you on more than you already were.

“Come on, baby, how about we shower? I’m not saying we are finished, but that bastard's blood is starting to get aggravating, and I don’t want his blood anywhere near my girl,” he says, lifting you from the counter to have you stand on the floor. You pull him from the rim of his pants to the shower, which he happily follows. Getting to the shower, you undo his pants, which he slides off in a heartbeat with his underwear.

His length is seeping precum and hard, but he knows he can wait. He doesn’t want that bastard's blood getting on you. Starting the shower, grabbing a loaf to scrub him off, you can’t stop looking into his eyes. He hasn’t looked away from you once, and when you look at him, all you see is him looking at you with adoration and love. Finishing scrubbing the last bit of blood off of him, he starts to wash you with a different loaf slowly and softly. Being very gentle around you injures that bastard caused you. They are healed, but he doesn’t want to risk anything. When he gets to your sex, he puts the loaf down, knowing you are sensitive, slowing and sensually washing your sex but not without fingering you in the process. His chest against your back and your ass against his dick, he fingers your slowly, going faster with each moan you let out.

“Have to make sure every,” he thrust his fingers into roughly but not to the point it hurts,” part,” thrust,” of that body,” thrust, “is clean.” he thrust rapidly into you, now making your back arch and you moan and pant leaning back against him. “Right baby?” he asks knowing he won’t get an answer.

“D-daddy,” you moan, putting a hand against the wall and the other in his hair. You grind against his dick, making him grunt.

Right when you were about to cum her stops and takes his fingers out, making you cry out a whine. “Shh baby, you’ll get to cum. But does my good girl want to make daddy cum first?” he lowly says in your ear.

“Ye-yes, Daddy,” you say as you turn around to kiss him; he kisses back roughly and grabs your ass. You kiss down his neck, leaving marks and bites on his skin, licking the scars on his cheek and abs.

Getting onto your knees, you stare at his length, he is much bigger than average, and you love it. To you, it was a gut wrecker. You look up at him, seeing him look down at you and pet your hair. You start to do kitten licks on his head, which makes him grunt and groan.

“Don’t tease me now, baby. That ain’t nice,” he says lowly with a grunt.

You start to suck his head just as he likes, slowly going down and deepthroating him. He grunts in pleasure and grabs your hair just right. You bobbing your head up and down slowly and sucking ever so tenderly makes him wild. He throws his head back, feeling so much pleasure he can barely breathe right. You always know how to suck him right, and he loves it.

“Fuck. Good girl, so good at sucking my cock.” he moans. He grabs your hair tighter and starts to throat fuck you slowly and rough to the point it hits the back of your throat.

“Such,” thrust, “a good,” thrust, “cock sucker,” thrust. He thrust into your mouth, repetitively groaning. Tears start to run down your face, and all you hear is the slurping sound you make, sucking his dick. “Yeah? You like sucking daddy’s cock?” he groans. You suck a little hard to let him know you say yes. He grunts more and thrusts, becoming more sloppy, “fuck I’m going to cum,” he says, thrusting faster into your mouth.” Swallow it like a good cocksucker.” he says. Thrusting more, he then cums down your throat, throwing his head back and moaning. “Fuck.”

When he takes his dick out of your mouth, you show him all the cum you will swallow. This makes him groan and become more turned on by the second. He picks you up and wraps your legs around him putting your back against the shower wall.

Kissing you, he wraps his hand around your breast and squeezes them right. “You want daddy to fuck you now? Or do you need more time, baby? I understand if you do.” he says softly, rubbing his thumb against your cheek and looking you so lovingly in the eyes.

“Please,” you say. “Please fuck me, Daddy,” you say quietly. You want him as much as he wants you, and nothing will stop you from having your man.

“Mmm fuck baby,” he says and kisses you, “you sure? I don’t want you to feel rushed or anything.” He says sweetly, he cares too much about you to rush you into things like this, and he understands if you want to say no.

“Please, Daddy. I want you so bad,” you say louder but not too much louder than usual. He looks you in the eyes one last time until he starts kissing you roughly but tenderly again. He lifts you so he can line up his dick with your entrance. Slowly pushing you onto his dick, you both moan at the feeling. Inch by inch, you lower on his dick till it’s inside you.

“Fuck. You feel so good,” he moans. “Tell me when to start moving, okay puppy?” he grunts—kissing you sweetly and waiting for your okay. Once you give the OK, he slowly thrusts in and out of you, not wanting to hurt you. You both moan and look into each other eyes. Never would you think you would have sex with someone as yandere as you. You love that he killed someone for you. You love, he would kill for you. To you, it’s the biggest turn-on, and to him, it is too. Both of you think about how lucky you two are to have each other. You love each other more than life itself, and nothing can or will change that.

“F-faster, Daddy,” you moan. He then starts to thrust faster and faster. He was soon going as fast and hard as he could. You become a moaning mess as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly. “Daddy! Fuck!” you moan.

“Yeah? You like it when daddy fucks you like this?” he grunts as he fucks as fast as he can, “Fuck, such a good girl taking all-, “ he moans, “of my fucking cock.” he moans and groans as he fucks you. He loves watching your face twist in pleasure; he loves hearing your moans as his dick is deep inside you.

“G-gonna cum, Daddy,” you moan and arch your back. You moan as he pulls your hair and sucks your neck and breast.

“Fuck.” he is now pounding into you at an inhuman speed, gripping your hair and ass. Sucking on your breast as you moan for him and clench around him. “Good girl- cum for daddy- cum for daddy,” he says and moans throwing his head back as he feels himself getting close. “Be a good little cumslut and come for daddy,” he says.

That was your final straw as you came instantly clawing his back and moaning into his ear. He loves every second of you clawing and moaning as it makes him cum deep inside you. “Fuck, that’s my fucking girls, that’s my-“ he breaths heavily, “girl.” he finishes his compliment and kisses you sweetly and tenderly. Not wanting to take it out of you like it’s his favorite place to be.

You breathe heavily and lay your head on his chest. In which he happily accepts and kisses the top of your head.

“Good girl, I love you so much, puppy,” he says as he kisses your head and holds you tighter. He pulls out of you, saving you still in his arms, and putting you towards the water, he rinses the cum off and out of you. After he turns off the shower, he lays both of you down in the bed, not worrying about clothes.

You cuddle more into his chest, happy he is lying with you and finally home. You are worn out from worrying, crying, panicking, and loving sex. He is, too, but he is also worn out from dealing with an issue before coming home to you. He is happy you accepted what he did and who he is, as well as glad you are the same type of crazy as him. He never wants to let you go and never wants to lose you. You are His light in the darkness and will forever be that light that never goes out.

“Come on, baby, make some ramen and watch a movie. We can sleep when we are done eating, okay?” he says quietly into your ear—looking at you as you look up.

“Okie, can we watch a Marvel movie?” you ask with big puppy eyes.

He chuckles as he figures it would be Marvel or Godzilla. “of course, baby, what else would we watch?”

THANK YOU AHHH… okay it took me a couple of hours but I finished it. My god that was something to write right off the top of my head at 3 am.

[sugolara]

𝐋𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬

Feat. yandere! Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

A series

cw: yandere themes, violence, suicidal thoughts, blood, gore, manipulation, stalking, kidnapping, quirkless! au, weapons, murder, angst, mental health, slow updates

˗ˏˋ+ ´ˎ˗ Starting a new school, Izuku doesn't expect much besides the constant harassments, but the sight of a certain girl catches his eye and their downfall begins.

In which, Izuku's love begins to stifle F/n.

D̴̦̟͙̹͈̲̻̆̈́̄̏̆͘ͅȍ̴͇̐͂͘͝ ̸͖͕͖̙̻̗͇́̆̓͊̊̀͝n̷̞̼̪̈́ó̴͙͎̼͓͖̘̦̠̱̿͗̐̌͑͠ͅt̵̜͈̰̝̰̳͓̝̗̋̃̉̏̀͒͘̕ ̵̫̻̦̑̋f̵̻̳̼̽͗̀̓̋̀̏̔͠o̷͔̼͠r̴̬̙͙̖͈̖̼͐͘͜͝ğ̵̩͈͔̉̋̆̂͌́͋͠ȩ̷̯̼̗͈͔͓͌̅̿t̷̻͕̭͖̤̫̑̈́̑̅͌̆́ ̷̡̧̣̮͈̋͒͐́̄͊̕̕ḿ̴̡͔̳͈͙̞̈́͂̿̊͜͝e̵͍̬̥͕̻̼͎̊͆̔.̶͖̗̼̬͖̼̼̞͖́̉̃͋̀̽

(ongoing)

playlist!

✿ Flesh and Bone - Brendan Benson ✿ Treehouse - Alex G ✿ Special Death - Mirah ✿ Empty Words - Bowery Electric ✿ Your face - Wisp ✿ 4:00 A.M - Taeko Onuki ✿ Me and the Devil - Soap&Skin ✿ You're Gonna Miss Me - Connie Francis ✿ Let Go - Ark Patrol ✿ (You Don’t Know) How Glad I Am - Nancy Wilson ✿ The Devil Within - Digital Daggers ✿ (I Don’t Think We Should) Take It Slow - LSD and the Search for God ✿ Beach Walk - Whitewoods ✿ Never Land [A Fragment] - The Sisters Of Mercy ✿ The Killing Moon - Echo And The Bunnymen ✿ Soulvaki Space Station - Slowdive ✿ Sing - Slowdive ✿ Miranda - Slowdive ✿ Melon Yellow - Slowdive ✿ Nausea - Craft Spells ✿ Various Types of Ads - Rory in early 20s ✿ Here She Comes - Slowdive ✿ Crazy For You - Slowdive ✿ A Quick One Before the Eternal Worm Devours Connecticut - Have A Nice Life ✿ Soundtrack for Your Backseat - sundiver ca ✿ Marigold - Nirvana ✿ Beat - Bowery Electric ✿ Salad Days - Mac DeMarco ✿ Sony - VHS ✿ Full Moon - The Black Ghosts ✿ Floating World - Bowery Electric ✿ Anemone - The Brian Jonestown Massacre ✿ "annihilate the sparrow, that stealer of speed, and our harvest will abound; we will watch our wealth flood in." - Red Sparowes ✿ There Are Some Remedies Worse Than Disease - This Will Destroy You ✿ You Are Here with Me (In This Sequence of Dreams) - Woods of Ypres ✿ A message of avarice rained down and carried us away into false dreams of endless riches. - Red Sparowes ✿ Maniac - John Maus ✿ oh my god - teen suicide ✿ everything is fine - teen suicide ✿ The Equalizer - Clinic ✿ Metal Heart - Cat Power ✿ millions starved and we became skinnier, while our leaders became fatter and fatter. - Red Sparowes ✿ Exquisite Tension - You'll Never Get To Heaven ✿ Audio 002 - Next To Blue ✿ as the light fades - a vow ✿ Tonight You Belong To Me - Patience & Prudence ✿ December Nostalgic - Rasmus H Thomsen

table of contents:

Lotus Flower

Yellow Tulip

Belladonna

Single Dahlia

Bells-of-Ireland

A Halloween Special

Begonia

Geranium

Clematis

Hibiscus

A Christmas Special

Holly

Grass

Coriander

Monkshood

A Valentine Special

Ì̶̢̩̬̩̝̱̝̙̺̉̿̋̒͌͝'̶̛̞͕̂̽͐͒̓͋̐̅̚͜l̵̘̙͗̇́̐̎͒̄͘ḻ̷̣́͊̔̀̽̿̚͜ ̸̧̡̜̯̖̠͉̥̰̖͋́̓͘n̸̪̻̤̙̫͙͂͗ḙ̸̺̥̭̏̽͌̎̈́͝͠v̴̧̙͔̮̙̰̲̄͘ê̷͈̓ŗ̸̛͈̜̟̙͚̤͙͉̯͌̔̑̽͠ ̵̜̰̬̹͊͌͂̌͗͋͠f̴̮͇̦͂̃͌̔͌̎̐̚ȯ̶̡͔r̴͔̼̖͐̅͒̑̕͝ġ̵́͌͑̈́̌̄ͅé̶̘͉̠̭͚͌̋̎̊̀̄̚͝͠ṭ̵̻̅̇͑̈́̆̽͊̇ ̸̫̳͎̗͙̅́̒͐̉̏͒͘y̷̪̝̔͛̓̕͠͠o̵̞̱̻̟̹͝ú̸̧̪̘͓̙̪̖̔͜.̶̮̭͓͍̝̗̍

[yanderenightmare]

Deku - Midoriya Izuku

TW: NSFW, dubcon, f!reader, asshole Hero Deku

Just thinking about Deku’s fangirl.

How lucky you felt when he took you home after you’d asked for his autograph in a bar – thinking about the expectations you had, how many times you’d imagined Hero Deku singing sweet praises in your ear as he made sweet love to you oh-so-softly – and thinking about how hard you choked on your spit when you understood just how far away those fantasies were from the truth as he fucks you like you’re shooting a hardcore porn-video.

His hand presses down hard on your face, mushing your head halfway into the white hotel pillow while his other hand fists the band of your skirt to keep you up in a pretty slope as he pounds your puffy cunt only in harsh slaps – hips clapping your ass as he uses your skirt to pull you back to meet the sharp thrusts as though you’re but a means to an end to make him cum.

Oh, but you’d been Deku’s number-one fan for years, and you’d been so giddy and excited as he’d paid for the hotel in the reception, feeling so lucky and honored, unable to fathom how any of it was even happening. Biting your lip with shy eyes blinking sheepishly, thinking of how sweet and gentle he would be in bed – so, so, so surprised when he had you pushed flat against the elevator wall with two of his fingers hooked on your tongue to make you yelp out a moan while his other hand found your cunt and squeezed the mound as though staking a claim.

You don’t really enjoy it when it’s rough – it scares you, to say the least – but this is the number-one hero, and you’re not so confident to protest when you feel you should be grateful that he’s at all touching you – even though it feels like he’s running your stomach through.

Looking over your shoulder, you can spot tattoos you’ve never seen on screen, the tribal kind that you’d expect to see only on gang members and otherwise other types of bad guys you’d not want touching you at all. He’s also wearing chains, the slim silver kind douchebags wear and compare. He’s even got fat rings on his fingers, digging into your skin where he pressures down on your face with his thumb hooked in your cheek to keep you singing mewls for him while he swings into you from behind harder and harder each time – grinning when watching how you grip the sheets in whitened knuckles as your whole body jumps on every impact.

He tips you over after a while, but missionary had never felt so threatening as he immediately locks your throat in a fist – his lips ghosting your parted ones with grunts and hot air, green eyes salaciously enjoying the show of you gasping for breath as he fucks the moans right out of you in harsh and deep strokes hitting you in new and tender places – forcing your toes to curl in the air, thighs hiked on his hips.

His other hand holds the top of your head, blunt nails push smilies into your scalp – and it all just smothers you enough to make you cry as his lips and teeth graze your cheek with a leer. “I like my sluts like this- submissive. Taking it like happy little whores in love with getting dick in their wet cunt.”

It’s not the type of sweet talk you wanted, but still, his low and gravely grunting voice forms a fist in your belly and makes you tighten on the fat shaft that has you speared. He groans at the tightness, biting your cheek as his hips stutter, shooting his load inside you without warning.

You’re in shock. Feeling the sweat between your bodies and the warmth of it inside you. You can only stare blankly up at the hotel ceiling fan and halfway wonder why you’d not thought better of it when he’d booked you into such a cheap and sleazy place.

You hear the popping of the Sharpie, but it doesn’t register. Nor does how he pushes the felt tip of it down in the softness of your tit. He scribbles something – cap held between his lips and teeth as he asks, “Wha’ was’h your name again?”

You mumble it dumbly without asking yourself why as he writes the letters on your skin. You don’t flinch when he pulls his phone from the nightstand and takes a picture with the flash on. 

He doesn’t stay for long.

Actually, he doesn't stay at all. He doesn’t even shower before pulling his pants on and leaving with his shirt draped over his shoulder.

You look in the mirror after willing yourself to get up.

Your chest reads Deku, number 47, then your name.

tip-jar: Kofi

[demonlamb666]

How would yanderes Deku and KiriBaku (poly)react to reader gazing at a beautiful dress from the window of a shop but is hesitating to buy it since she doesn’t have the money at the moment and she’s self conscious about herself? They notice this when they’re stalking her. I saw this amazing peach dress a few years back but I didn't get the chance to buy it and I regret it to this day TnT

Reader doesn’t buy dress because of insecurities

We’ve all been there TnT

Warnings: yandere themes, female reader, stalking, body insecurity, self conscious reader, stalking, protective behaviour, slight mentions of nsfw.

~Izuku is a massive obsessive stalker and the only time he’s not stalking you is when he can actually be around you without needing to hide. Despite how obsessive he is and everything he knows about you, he’s not very lucid and thinks your absolutely perfect so the fact that you might have low self esteem doesn’t even cross his mind. He’s so attracted to you that it’s hard for him to not to look at your body without him blushing and having to excuse himself for a while.

~Izuku will watch you carefully as you gaze at the dress and write down any observations he makes about it like the colour, fit and fabric. He wants to know everything about you, including what kind of clothes you like (so he can buy them for you when he’s kidnapped you.) He’s mainly confused when you leave without buying it, you seemed like you liked it so much?

~The most likely way Izuku found out about the reason you didn’t buy the dress is if you keep a diary or talk to someone about it and he reads it/listens in on your conversation. He’s devastated and blames himself for not noticing sooner and leaving his poor angel to suffer alone.

~He’s the number one hero in Japan so he doesn’t have to worry about the cost and he’ll buy the dress for you right after finding out why you didn’t get it. He kidnaps you pretty quickly after this because of his guilt about not knowing earlier. He’ll encourage you to wear the dress and compliment you endlessly about how you look.

Oh sweetheart! You look like an angel

~Kiri and Bakugou aren’t as big stalkers as someone like Izuku but they are extremely protective of you which leads to them following you to make sure you’re safe. Plus Kiri gets sad and mopey when he hasn’t seen you for more than a few hours (so does Bakugou though if we’re being honest.) So them stalking you is pretty common.

~Chances are Kiri noticed the dress even before you do and keeps bothering Katsuki about how good you’d look in it (which Kats agrees with.) When they notice you looking at it Kiri will be so excited, he really wants to see you in it. So he’s super disappointed when you just sadly walk past it.

~Kirishima especially thinks you’re absolutely perfect and the most attractive woman in the world so he’d be absolutely clueless to any self doubts you might have about the way you look, whereas Katsuki is more likely to notice any insecurities you have. Kiri is pretty distraught when his boyfriend tells him that you’re unhappy with the way you look.

~Bakugou and Kiri aren’t the kind of yanderes who would give it to you in the stalking faze (even though Kirishima doesn’t really see a problem with it) but they most definitely go and buy the dress so they can have it ready for you after they’ve kidnapped you. And it’s even better than they could have ever imagined! You look stunning.

Baby you look so beautiful!

You’re fuckin’ perfect

~Katsuki and Kirishima are both extremely attracted to you and love your body, they constantly have their hands on you both sexually and non sexually. Kirishima will be constantly telling you how perfect you are and Kats will try to show you more through actions. They just want you to see yourself the way they do, absolutely beautiful.

[lizhrs]

saw this picture and thought of escaped convict izuku on the run with raging psychopath/villian dynamight who decide to pay you a visit annnnd yeah (wc:2.6k)

It was supposed to be a nice evening all to yourself.

You were finally on break from the seemingly countless load of work and projects school has been throwing your way. You didn't think twice about taking time off from work and driving to your little cabin two towns out once the semester ended.

The first few days were fine. Everything you could've asked for. No call ins from work, deadlines from uni or hounding from your mother. It was just blissful peace.

But then a knock came at your door. You were reluctant to open it, especially since you're pretty sure no one knew you were here. Except for your mother but she lives thousands of miles away, she's never been the one to visit. It's always you who has to go to her. Your instincts tell you not to open it.

It's the beginning of a freaking horror movie for crying out loud.

Girl alone in a cabin in the middle of the woods. Check.

Girl has no contact with the outside world because of some absurd challenge of not checking social media for a solid two weeks. Check.

Girl has zero fighting abilities or survival instincts. Check.

Maybe the survival instincts part isn't all too correct because you stay put on your sofa, staring at the hardwood door from your position in the small cabin. Who could it be?

 You check the time, it's nine.

Maybe a person's car broke down nearby. But even then, you refuse to—another knock has you jumping. That's when you hear the whispers.

"I thought you said she'd be here, fucking nerd."

"She is." A calm voice responds.

You freeze. You know that voice. You haven't heard it in years but you definitely know it. You slowly stand up, walking to the door to get a clearer listening. "Did she leave? I swear to—"

"If you would stop talking, you would see all the lights are on. Clearly there's someone here."

A frustrated sigh then another series of pounding on the door. You can't help it, a small scream escapes your lips at the sudden noise. Then silence. They obviously heard you.

Yeah...definitely no survival instincts.

"Y/N?" A voice asks. It's definitely him. Definitely Izuku. But he sounds different. More hardened, confident...a stark contrast to the stuttering boy you were friends with five years ago. "It's me, Izuku. Open the door."

Open the door?

Why would you open the door to someone you haven't even spoken to in years? Someone who doesn't even give you a notice before rudely barging on your property. You can't stay silent any longer, obviously they know you're here but for some reason you can't bring yourself to speak.

"I just need a favor—"

"Fucking move." The other man mutters, you hear some shoving before an explosive sound causes you to take several steps back. What the fuck?

"You can't blow down her door!" Izuku groans in annoyance, shoving the man away.

"Why not? She won't let us in!"

"For obvious reasons you fucking imbecile!"

And you've definitely never heard Izuku curse before. "G-go away." You finally say. That man clearly has a quirk and judging from the sound of it, it could destroy you in a matter of seconds.

Another minute of whispering before Izuku is speaking up again.

"Why do you sound so scared?" He sounds like he's trying to put on a facade, trying to act nice and nonthreatening but the words roll off his tongue in a manner that only has you cringing. This is not the same Izuku you knew back then and you refuse to be one of those dumb girls who get stabbed in a horror movie because she was stupid enough to give some asshole the benefit of the—a pair of arms wrap around your waist, lifting you off the ground and eliciting a terrified scream from your lips.

What the fuck?!

You thrash around in the others person's grip but they're freakishly strong, holding you up with one arm as the other goes to open the door.

"No! Don't—let go of me you psycho!"

It opens and the blood drains from your body, mouth opening in fear as Izuku steps in. He sighs, running his fingers through his hair before shutting the door behind him.

"Told you there's a backdoor. Dumb bitches like this never lock the back door."

What?

"Excuse me?!"

Izuku smiles down at you...since when is he taller than you? He looks older, jawline sharper, eyes more hardened, that boyish smile and chubby cheeks of his that always calmed you down are gone. Instead replaced by this.

You gasp as you take in his clothes. They're...fucking prison jumpsuits covered in blood. He follows your gaze, laughing a bit at your horrified gaze. "Oh this? It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

Don't worry about it?

You scream as the man walks to the living room with you still in his grip, he throws you down on the couch and that's when you get a good look at him. He's big. Fucking massive with spikey blonde hair and a sneer that looks like it could rip you in half. He's also wearing a prison suit.

Tears quickly form in your eyes at the situation you're in. Prison suits, covered in blood and looking at you like you're a piece of meat. Yeah, you're definitely dying tonight. "W-what do you want?"

"Geez, five years of no contact and this is how she greets you?" The blonde laughs. "I thought you two were lovebirds." He plops down on the couch, picking up a magazine.

"Shut up, Katsuki." He sighs.

You two never dated. He was practically a little brother to you, always following you around like a lost puppy. But he doesn't look so desperate anymore. His eyes are chillingly dark all while his lips are forcing themselves into a smile that looks anything but kind. While the other one has almost a maniacal glint to his eyes. They're both creepy, terrifying you to your core as you slowly move your hand behind you. You left your phone somewhere around here, granted there's barely any data but you should at least try something.

Izuku moves closer, a movement that has you flinching away. "Stay back!" You screech.

Katsuki groans, rubbing his ears. "The mouth on her, goddamn."

"Look. Me and my...friend here are in a bit of a bind. We just need a place to stay for a little while and we'll be out of your hair."

You scoff, eyes trailing down to the crimson color on his hands. "What happened to you?" Or better yet, what the hell did he do to whatever poor guy got in his way?

He frowns. "I freed myself from a sticky situation. Why are you looking at me like that y/n?"

"Y-You're...in a prison jumpsuit with blood all over you and that's what you ask?"

"I did what I had to do." He sounds utterly convinced, that's what scares you the most. "Can we stay here?"

"Not like she can stay no." Katsuki cuts in, standing up and going to the kitchen to rummage through your fridge.

"H-how did you know I'd be here?" You ask, throat unbearably dry at this point.

"You always spoke about this cabin, how you would come here every semester break in the future." He sits right next to you, stretching a bit as he cracks his neck. "Fuck, I'm tired. We've spent the past few days in the damn woods."

He remembers something you told him nearly seven years ago? He’s always been disturbingly observant.

"We should've barged in here sooner. But no, you wanted to stake it out." Katsuki scoffs.

"You've been watching me?" Your chest tightens at that fact. You've been in this cabin alone for days with these two psychos watching your every move? Did they come in while you were sleeping? Taking a shower? You never lock the back door, a stupid, ridiculous habit you've been trying to break. But now it's too late it seems as you stare into Izuku's cold eyes.

"It was the only way to know no one else was coming. No one is coming, right?" He leans forward, slight suspicion etching on his features.

"Who cares if they do? I'll just blast the fuckers into bits."

You tense up at that, stomach twisting painfully. Izuku grabs your chin, you jump as his blood stained fingers grip you. "No one is coming right?"

"N-no." You whimper, shaking your head. "I'm the only one that comes here. Y-you know that."

"Well I've been gone for a while. You probably got a boyfriend, one of those meat heads losers you were always into. Do you? Are they coming here?" He quizzes, staring deep into your soul.

"No!" You yell, slapping his hands away. The longer they're on you, the more you feel like gagging. "I don't have a boyfriend."

His smile falters at that, jaw clenching and unclenching as he takes deep breaths, like he's trying to calm himself down for you removing yourself from his hold. Like you had no right. “That's a shame. I would've enjoyed meeting the man who you finally deemed good enough." He says after a few seconds.

"Why? So you could kill him in front of her?" Katsuki comes back, snorting as he sits on the couch. He's got a tub of ice cream in his hand. You didn't peg a hardened criminal as a haagen daz lover.

Izuku laughs, a sound that has you cringing on the inside. It sounds terrifyingly unstable. "You're making me seem like a sociopath, Kats."

Katsuki rolls his eyes. "Wouldn't want that."

You swallow the lump in your throat. "You guys would just be staying for a few days right? I won't—I won't tell anyone, I swear. You don't have to hurt me."

"Now...why would I want to hurt you y/n?" He murmurs, fingers traveling to play with the curls of your hair. "You've given us hospitality. That's all I could've asked for."

You try to force a smile but the pit in your stomach is exhausting you at this point. You feel like screaming, puking and running for the hills all at the same time. But you can't run...the nearest house is at least thirty minutes away and they would surely catch you before then.

"O-okay." You whimper. "You're not...you're not mad at me, are you?" You find yourself asking, trying to stay calm.

He freezes, letting go of your hair as he leans against the couch. "Mad?"

"For what happened." You lick your dry lips. He has to remember. You highly doubt he came all this way just for hospitality. They could've broken into any old house or car but instead they waited here for days, waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack you. Even though they should be out of the freaking country by now.

He stares at you for a while, his smile now replaced by a haunting look of indifference. Everything he does scares you. If he's not staring at you like you're a little kid throwing a tantrum, he's peering like he wonders what your insides look like.

"No...I'm not mad." He smiles again. "The past is the past."

"O-okay." You sigh, not believing him one bit.

"What happened?" Katsuki asks, looking genuinely interested.

"Shut up." Izuku simply responds and somehow the blonde doesn’t take offense to the tone, only rolling his eyes in response and going back to his ice cream.

Finally. Finally, you gain enough courage to reach your phone. Your fingers clench around the object behind you, praying they don't see the movements. "W-what did you guys do to get sent to prison?" The words flow out of your mouth, trying to buy time as you press the emergency button on your phone.

"We'll save that conversation for another time. But for now..." Izuku reaches behind you, ripping the phone out of your hands before you can even blink. You barley had it for a fucking second, how the hell did he know?

"W-what are—"

A slap to the face shuts you up immediately, it's not hard. It was practically a tap but something tells you that was just a warning, that if you pull something else, his retaliation will be less...merciful. "Open it."

“No."

Stupid.

"Open the phone, y/n." He says through clenched teeth, the calm facade he's been wearing all night slowly slipping off.

"No! You—what are you—" Hands grip the back of your hair, yanking your head back and evoking a painful scream. Fuck, he's strong. Katsuki stands behind you, menacing glare fixated on you as he sighs. "Just open the phone, doll."

You bite your tongue, slowly taking the phone from Izuku's welcoming hands and typing in your password.

"Was that so hard?" He asks, scrolling through your device.

Katsuki lets go of you, walking around the sofa so now he's standing behind Izuku. Both of them peering at your phone, like it's the most fascinating thing ever. "The emergency button didn't even work, service at this cabin has always been atrocious huh y/n?"

You refrain from telling him to fuck off.

"I'm just sending a little message to your mom—how is she by the way—that you'll be off the grid until you get back from break." He hums, tapping erratically. "You don't really have many friends it seems." He tilts his head to the side.

"I always thought you were destined to be that cliche slut of a cheerleader in high school, too dumb to know her left from her right but always so eager to please—oh." He pauses, scoffing a bit as he comes across something.

"W-what?" You ask, biting the inside of your cheek until it's throbbing.

"It appears you lied to us!" He laughs, the sound practically maniacal. The most emotion he's shown since he broke into your house. He holds the phone up, a crazed look in his eyes as he pouts.

"You do have a boyfriend."

Your eyes widen at the text messages he's showing you. If you had known your former friend and aspiring stalker would've broken into your cabin, you would've deleted those messages. But it's too late now as Izuku looks at the phone again with that stupid mischievous glint dancing around in his eyes.

"We—we've only been together a month, Izuku. I barely know the guy." You try to defend yourself, not sure why. Why does he still care so much after all these years?

It's a lie, you've been with him for over a year but you refuse to reveal that. Not with the terrifying expression on Izuku's face. "Why do you care? I-it's no—"

"Why wouldn't I care?" He scoffs. "After you trampled all over my heart?" He pushes the phone to Katsuki's chest to which the blonde happily takes it.

"After you made me feel like a fucking stain on some dirty sheets? After you broke and used me until there was nothing left to abuse?" He's getting closer, unbearably close. So much for bygones being bygones.

He grabs your chin again, it's much harder than last time and you're sure a bruise will be left. "I-I'm sorry." The tears are flowing down your cheeks now.

"It's okay." He nods, smiling at you. He leans in, placing a small peck on your cheek before backing away. "I forgive you, sweetheart. We all know you were never the brightest." The change in personality is almost as creepy as his gaze right now.

You try not to wipe the saliva on your cheek away, disgusted with the proximity. He's still so fucking delusional after all this time.

"Invite him over." It takes a second for you to realize he's not talking to you but to the deranged blonde next to him.

"W-what? No! Why—"

"Those who are sorry should be eager to prove it, y/n." He says like it's so obvious. "You can atone for your mistakes this way."

Atone? What is he, some type of God? Fucking psycho. "Leave him alone—"

"Invite him." He rolls his eyes. "I'm going to freshen up, can't wait to meet him y/n." He walks towards the stairs, humming a song all the way up.

"Don't worry." Katsuki says, catching your horrified expression. "This will be fun."

[alottieluv]

mdni. yandere!boyfriend!izuku x implied!fem!reader. no specific reader pronouns used, stalking, implied nsfw, love bombing, manipulation, established relationship, unedited.

you hear failed romance stories all of the time. cheating, wrong timing, or simply incompatibility. all from friends who show up to your door crying after another failed romance attempt, cousins who still seem to find a way to shit on you during family dinners and make it seem like their romance life is still better than yours.

it makes you unsure of what to think, and how to respond. but surely, you know that that could never be you, because you have izuku.

sweet, handsome izuku, whom you could only ever think of as your boyfriend who you, dare-say, love so dearly.

izuku could never cheat on you, not when he was too busy doting on you. almost every second of every day was spent with him at your side, and when he was at work, it was texts every two minutes and calls every five minutes with voicemails blowing up your inbox when you couldn't answer the phone.

then there was the compliments.

compliments. compliments. compliments.

izuku made sure the word beautiful was something you heard daily, a morning and night routine just as the sun rises and right before you fall asleep, and, of course, all those hours in-between alongside the many other affections he expresses throughout the day.

smart, talented, gentle, fashionable, adorable, gorgeous, kind.

every other second, compliments drowned you in an ocean of izuku's affection. it was sweet, so very sweet.

it was love-bombing.

you questioned the term the first time you heard your friend bring it up. "oh, love bombing? you know, it's just bombing someone with love, like giving them compliments, doing stuff for them. it all happens really fast but it's supposed to be some manipulative thing just to get someone's affection."

"oh, really?" you questioned your relationship in that moment, but only in that moment. okay, so maybe it's only been a week or two since you started dating izuku, but surely that's not what happened. izuku is just too good of a boyfriend.

and he just happens to know you so well. from stuff like your usual drink order to your nervous habits.

and little do you know, he also knows where you like to take your lunch break, the route you take home from work, how you unwind once you get home, even though you don't live together.

but that's how he learns, it's how he got to be the wonderful boyfriend you've come to love. and when he asks you to stay for the night, you'll see how he keeps the spare blankets and towels in the closet the same way you do, and folds his clothes the same way you do.

he'll make you feel good, the same way you do.

and then you'll lay in bed together afterwards, kissing and holding each other. he'll press another soft kiss to your lips, long because he wants to savor every second of your lips against his. then he'll pull away, just long enough to ask you to move in with him, and you'll say yes.

because he loves you and you love him.

he made sure of that.

[novaawayne]

Jealousy | Izuku Midoriya

pairing: izuku Midoriya x fem reader

summary: Izuku was never a jealous man but when he starts to hear certain comments, he can't help that feeling that wells up from deep in his chest.

warnings: not sure, I'm more asleep than awake. Maybe a bit of Mirio yandere.

wc: +3.8k

a/n. English is not my first lenguage.

y/h/n: your hero name.

masterlist

You and Izuku started dating when you finished school. Both became professional heroes and their relationship flowed wonderfully.

Izuku would have loved for you to work at his agency but you mentioned that you didn't want the relationship to interfere with your work so somehow, you ended up working alongside Mirio Togata. Better known as Lemillion.

Deku was very happy for you. Mirio was a great hero and he trusted him to watch your back during missions.

It was like that for four years. Izuku had been thinking of proposing to you but he still couldn't find the perfect ring and he was so meticulous and perfectionist that he was also looking for the right place and time.

However, one day an email arrived on his laptop. It did not say who the sender was but the content of the email was a link to a blog.

He normally would ignore such emails but there was something that made him uneasy. Before the link there was a short message that said: it seems that very soon you could lose your girlfriend.

He started the blog, it was kind of like a superhero gossip page. Izuku had heard of that blog, although there were many, this one in particular was very famous.

Everyone knew that you and Deku were a couple and in a stable relationship. Even the Marketing guys loved their relationship. A single photo of the two of you generated many sales, not to mention the interviews.

But then, why was Mirio holding you by the waist like that while greeting the cameras with big smiles? Why did you hug the man's hip and rest your head on his chest with a big smile? Why?

He read the entire note. The blog mentioned something about how they had saved some children from an elementary school that was on fire.

It's true, they both looked tired and you seemed a bit more hurt than Mirio. Surely he was just holding you, but you didn't want to worry the children who admired you and that's why you smiled despite the pain.

But there was also another photo below. One where Mirio carried you in his arms and you hugged him by the neck.

At the end of the note it said something that he didn't like at all.

“We can see the two heroes very close, they even seem like a perfect couple. Could it be that the heroine y/h/n has left Deku to be with Lemillion? Please turn on page notifications to receive all our updates”

The note had been published a little less than half an hour ago.

Deku slammed his laptop shut with such force that he must have broken it. Immediately he took his phone and looked for your contact in the messages, but before he could send you the message, a call from you came in.

He answered immediately.

"Hello bunny" Deku greeted. He never minded showing affection to you in public and he knew that you had blushed. You always did.

“Hello honey” you sounded a bit strange “I'm sorry, I just wanted to let you know that I got hurt today and I'm in the hospital. But don't worry, the doctor will come in a moment and besides, I'm with Mirio"

He frowned. He was always going to worry about your health even if you only broke a nail.

“Was it because of the elementary school thing?” He asked you.

“Um… yes. The school was falling down and there were still children inside. I ran in to get a child out but a piece of roof hurt my leg. I guess I wasn't fast enough."

"I understand. I'll go right away"

"No!" Deku was confused by your sudden yell, he had already stood up but dropped into his seat. You've never yelled at him, not even when you were fighting, “I know you're busy, honey, and I don't want to bother you. How about you pick up some food on your way back home and the two of us have dinner together?”

He sighed in relief.

“Of course, bunny. I'll bring your favorite” he heard you release a giggle.

"Here you go, sweetheart" Deku heard on the other end of the line. Did he hear right? Mirio called you sweetheart? Since when did he do that and why hadn't you told him?

“Oh, thank you very much Mirio. It's just what I needed” you had answered. You had obviously moved the phone away a bit, but he heard clearly.

"Oh, is that Midoriya?" He heard him ask you, but his tone seemed displeased though he couldn't be sure. Maybe he was just tired.

"Yes"

"Say hello from me"

"Mirio says hello" Deku heard you again loud and clear on the speaker "so, I'll see you later. Okay?"

It took him a moment to react.

"Okay, bunny"

What the hell was that feeling that sprouted from her chest? He had never felt this way before. Something like anger and sadness combined.

He sighed tired. He had to return to his work to leave early and go get food for dinner. But right now he needed a new computer.

Deku discovered that you were doing great and that night you didn't seem to have any trouble walking. But what did bother him was that you mentioned that Mirio took you to the house. Not that he hadn't done it before, but this time he annoyed him a little.

He himself would have picked you up at the hospital but an emergency arose and he was unable to leave the office earlier than planned.

But that night you covered him with kisses and you fell asleep in his arms. Everything was fine, they were pure silly ideas that his mind created.

However, that little thorn did not disappear. He began to notice how close you and Mirio seemed to be. The way he made you laugh out of nowhere and how comfortable you seemed to be around him.

He also noticed that it was Mirio who was always approaching you. His big hands were looking for a way to be on your body. Touches here and there, barely noticeable to others. But there they were. Mirio even dared to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear from time to time.

He discovered that that feeling was jealousy. Iida and Uraraka had to explain it to him one afternoon when their paths crossed after a team mission. Deku told them a bit about how he had felt since that incident in elementary school and they did their best to advise his best friend.

“Don't worry Deku” Uraraka told him “y/n loves you very much and she wouldn't be able to do this to you. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding and you should talk to her about how you feel."

"I agree" continued Iida "besides, Togata is a good guy and he knows that you and he are a couple. They are just good friends, plus they work together. It's normal for them to be so close."

That lifted Izuku's spirits. It was true, there was no way you could fool him. Right?

Soon came December 24. They had organized a Christmas gala for all the professional heroes. And of course, the number one hero, Deku, could not be missing.

Normally they would spend Christmas with Izuku's mother and New Years with your family, but this year they decided to try something new and they both agreed to attend the gala.

But in the last week you've been acting really weird. You fell asleep before Izuku got home even though you always expected it. It took you a long time to answer his messages and when you did, they were curt responses.

Also, you no longer filled his face with kisses in the morning. He was trying to get closer to you, but you seemed to be getting further and further away.

What was happening? It wasn't very easy for Izuku to talk about his feelings, he felt that he was a burden to others and although you always listened to him, this time he couldn't find the right words.

"You help me?" Izuku snapped back to reality when he heard your sweet voice.

You were turning your back on him and he understood that you were asking for his help to zip up your dress. That dress made you look beautiful. The fabric adjusted perfectly to each one of your curves and highlighted that cute ass you had. I was dying for the whole world to see you holding his arm. He always liked to show you off and show everyone that you belonged only to him.

Izuku moved closer to you, placing his big hands on your waist and then leaned down a bit to place a kiss on your back. Then another kiss and one more.

"Izu, we'll be late" you reminded him. But the feel of his lips against your skin was just intoxicating.

“Maybe we shouldn't go” he broke away just a little “maybe we can stay here. You and me alone” he caressed your bare skin, you always liked his big warm hands.

You actually liked the idea, but there were a lot of people waiting for them at the gala. Mainly Deku. They had already announced his presence and many reporters would be disappointed if they didn't see him.

"Izu, you know they'll kill us if we don't go"

"Fine" he gave up sadly. Leaving a kiss on your neck.

He moved away from you a bit and zipped up, even though most of your back was visible. You turned around to face him.

"Thank you, honey" you left a quick kiss on his lips before continuing to fix yourself.

Two hours later, they were both at the party. There were quite a few heroes everywhere and a lot of photographers and reporters trying to get an interview or a good photo.

You were hugging Izuku's arm as they walked down the pretty red carpet that would lead them to the building. As soon as they noticed the presence of the number one hero, the cameras turned to you urgently.

Many yelled at them to turn around. Photographers and reporters wanted more of Izuku's attention.

"Hero, Deku" a reporter called out to him and you and Izuku approached her. He was supposed to be nice and give some interviews. Also, that girl was small and seemed very nervous. She was probably new to this whole interview thing.

Izuku was always very nice and it was very rare for him to refuse a photo, an autograph or an interview. Only if he was someone trying to be rude, would he refuse. Otherwise, he would spend hours pleasing his fans.

Fortunately, it was only ten minutes and they both kept walking. Stopping from time to time to have some photos taken. The flash started to hurt your eyes and Deku noticed it immediately so he hurried inside the building where there were no more photographers to bother you.

You smiled at him in thanks as you placed a kiss on his cheeks.

Izuku kept one of his hands in his pants pocket, right where he kept the box that contained the engagement ring that he wanted to give you. He had been carrying it for two weeks. His other hand clung tightly to your waist as they walk across the room and greet his acquaintances.

Only fifteen minutes have passed when Izuku feels you separate from him. You've never done it before, you always tell him first if you want to go to the bathroom or want a new drink, you don't walk away and that's it.

Then he saw that Mirio was coming towards you. Izuku noticed the way your face lit up for a moment when you saw it. He felt his heart break very slowly and painfully.

“Hello guys” greeted Mirio with a beaming smile “wow, y/n, you look gorgeous. And look, your dress is the same color as my tie. As if we were combined” Mirio's voice is enthusiastic. Izuku saw his own tie, it was also the same color as your dress, you yourself had given him that tie for that day.

Deku gagged but tried to smile instead. It was a very awkward smile though.

"Hey, Togata" Izuku calls him "can we talk for a moment alone?"

You looked at your boyfriend curiously.

"Of course, Midoriya" Mirio hugs him by the shoulders.

“I'll be near the snack table,” you advise as both men walk away.

Once Izuku and Mirio are out of the room in a lonely hallway with no prying eyes, Izuku gathers the courage he needs to face Mirio.

"I... I've noticed lately that you and y/n seem much closer."

"Well, I guess" Mirio let out a giggle "we're co-workers and we're also friends"

"The problem" Izuku almost yelled "is that I think… I would like to know. Are you in love with her?"

He was direct but his eyes remained squeezed shut as he clenched his fists.

"Yes" he clearly heard the man's answer "I'm in love with her and I'm also trying to take her away from you"

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise. He noticed that Mirio's eyes seemed darker and scarier. He had never seen it that way.

"What? Why?"

“Well… it's simple if you think about it. You always get everything you want, Midoriya. Everything. And I'm jealous. You stole my number one spot, I was meant to be number one, not you” he was silent for a moment before continuing “y/n is pretty, kind, smart, strong and you don't deserve her. She needs someone better. To someone like me. I want her"

Deku was in complete shock. He really didn't expect such sincerity.

Mirio turned to leave, Izuku unable to move for a long moment. Staring at the ground and clenching his fists tightly from the fury that flooded his veins.

Although in feeling he was rather similar to sadness.

With firm steps he returned to the party where he searched for you with his eyes and quickly found you next to Mirio. The blond man was very close, flirting with you very shamelessly. Although in the eyes of others, Mirio was just being nice. As always.

Izuku moved to your side, sliding a hand down your back and then down your waist to pull you to him. You looked at him curiously.

"Is everything alright, Izu?"

“Perfect, bunny. Can you come with me for a moment?"

"Of course, honey"

You quickly looked at Mirio with a smile to say goodbye to him. Mirio smiled at you too but as soon as you turned around, he tried to kill Izuku with his eyes. However, he preferred not to interfere at that moment, he knew perfectly well that now he had you around his little finger and as soon as he asked you to leave Izuku, that's what you would do.

For years he was brainwashing you, praising you and casting doubt on your relationship. He discovered everything you liked and everything you didn't. What made you happy and what made you sad. He knew all your friends and the names of all your relatives. There was nothing Mirio didn't know about you. He showered you with gifts and small things. He would bring you your favorite coffee every morning and to your favorite restaurant for dinner.

Everything was going as planned. He even tracked down that girl who posted hero gossip and paid her a generous amount of money to start the rumor that you and him were having an affair.

It was only a matter of time before things between you and Deku ended. And so Mirio would have you for himself.

Izuku took you to a clear corridor, the building was quite big so it wasn't difficult to find a solitary and beautiful place. The green haired man took your hands in his very gently, as if he was afraid of hurting you in some way. Although he had never done it.

It might look like a pretty funny and adorable scene, Izuku was probably the strongest man in the world but he treated you with such finesse it was almost unreal. But also very cute.

He looked sad and confused, you didn't understand what was wrong but it was clear something was wrong from the way he frowned at him very deeply.

"Izu?" You called out to him and he looked at you with teary eyes.

"You still love me?" he asked suddenly. You didn't understand where that question was coming from but it was obvious that someone had said something to him to make him feel insecure.

Or was it something you said yourself?

You approached him, letting go of his hands and instead of him you gently took his cheeks. He appreciated the gesture.

"What is that question about?"

He shook his head, he didn't want to say what he thought but at this point, being honest was probably his best option.

“I've noticed… I've noticed that you're closer to Togata. I know they are very good friends but I don't really like how close they have become. I feel like you've left me aside and maybe... maybe you don't want to be with me anymore. I would understand perfectly… well, not really. But I want you to always be very happy and if that means you don't want to be by my side…” you silenced him with a kiss.

"I love you more than anything in the world, Izuku" you told him with total sincerity "I don't love anyone but you. Also… I know I've been a bit distant lately but it's because… well…” you looked at the ground.

"What is it, bunny?" He encouraged you to continue and they exchanged positions, this time it was Izuku who held your cheeks and your hands remained on his hips.

“I had been having some ailments” you explained “and at first I thought maybe it was a cold or something related to some mission but a few days ago I went to the doctor because I felt very dizzy. And well… she said that I’m pregnant” your cheeks turned red. You were very happy but you couldn't be sure if Izuku would be too.

They had never had a serious conversation about having children. Deku was at the height of his career and maybe having children wasn't part of his plans right now. You did want it, no matter what. Even if Izuku didn't want it, you would have your baby.

But something happened that you wouldn't have expected in a million years.

Izuku knelt down and showed you a beautiful ring. His eyes shone with tears and something else. Something akin to happiness and longing.

"Marry me please"

You looked at him stunned. Was this real? Was Izuku really asking you to marry him? Tears welled up in your eyes, you couldn't describe the happiness that was suddenly surrounding you. Maybe it was the pregnant woman who gave you strong emotions.

"Of course I do" you finally answered.

Izuku smirked and slid the ring onto your finger. Immediately he stood up to kiss your lips and give you a hug. He would have loved to press you hard against his body but he had to be very careful from now on. Even more careful than he already was.

It was after forty minutes (when Izuku stopped crying with happiness), that they both held hands and returned to the party.

The photographers found you in less than a minute, they had been looking for Izuku and no one missed his big dazzling smile and slightly puffy eyes.

In the same way, he did not separate his hand from your waist at any time and you very covertly showed your engagement ring. At that moment no one noticed but you knew that the next day the world would be in chaos when someone noticed the ring around your finger that was not there at the beginning of the night.

Izuku's fans were quite intense and used to notice the little details of the number one hero. What included you. Of course you also had your fans but they were few compared to Izuku's.

The rest of the party was very easy going and fun. Mirio didn't approach you but he saw him talking with Tamaki and Kirishima.

At half past four in the morning, the two were in Izuku's car heading to his home. They both put on their pijamas and prepare to sleep.

They both lay on the bed and you settled into Izuku's chest while he caressed your skin. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep but Izuku kept his eyes open while continuing to make those soft caresses.

He heard his phone ring and, very careful not to disturb you, he reached over to take it. He smiled a little noting that there were a bunch of fan page notifications of him breaking the news or rather, speculating about your engagement ring.

At the beginning of the night you were not wearing it and there were thousands of photos focusing on your hands. Then there were thousands of other photos of your hand with that pretty ring on your ring finger.

One of the pages even showed the price of the ring, which in fact cost a fortune. But that didn't matter to Izuku. He loved to spend his little fortune on you.

There were many pages and photos that were already beginning to talk about the possible marriage between you and Izuku. And they were anxious for an official announcement.

Izuku opened his Instagram and quickly posted a picture of you, showing off the ring on your ring finger. The description said: she said yes.

Izuku turned off his phone so he wouldn't hear the notifications for the rest of the morning and left it on the nightstand. Right away he left a kiss on your head and caressed your cheek.

“Now you will never leave me” he murmured in the dark “you are mine and mine alone. And no one can ever separate us” he placed another kiss on your forehead and finally closed his eyes.

Of course. Getting you pregnant was his first plan, but since you hadn't given him any news and you didn't seem to have normal pregnancy changes, he decided to advance his marriage proposal. But he was pleasantly surprised when you finally told him you were expecting a baby. Everything was going according to plan. Even better.

He could only imagine how upset Mirio would be at that moment. He could never take you away from him.

You belonged to Izuku and no one else.

↬ written by Novaawayne

[sannasruins]

asinine

villian!izuku midoryia x reader

warning: kidnapping, obsession, kinda yandere

a/n: just a blurb, i'm having pretty bad writers block right now, f!reader

word count: 400

“Oh, sweet girl.” he murmured, dragging a knuckle down your jaw, toying with the cloth that gagged you, “foolish in your kindness, burning yourself to keep others warm.” He gripped your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, shining like emeralds. “Your hubris is not even your own, it seems all you've done is live for your obsession, your love.”

He circled around the chair you were bound to, lightly dragging fingers over the skin of your neck, the pressure barely there. He grabbed the hair at where your skull and spine met, yanking your head backwards violently, and meeting your tearful gaze as he loomed over you. 

“How asinine of you.” his words, laced with venom, with hatred unrivaled. “How utterly feebleminded you are to dedicate your life to something that is not even your own.” He released your stinging scalp. 

“You should have picked me over him.” He rounded back to the front of you, squatting down so his face was level with yours.

“Don’t you know how evil he is? How selfish? How cruel?” He tutted and shook his head, almost in mirth. “Of course, you couldn’t have, you were blinded by the love you have for your little hero. He couldn’t protect you though, could he?” 

Midoriya Izuku dug two fingers into your side, causing tears to spring in your eyes as you tried to flinch away, the bounds stopping you from escaping you, as he followed along, still pressing into what must be an ever-darkening bruise. It felt like fire, it felt like your organs were screaming, and tears streamed down your face as you watched him, never letting yourself break contact with his eyes. Formerly enchanting, warm and welcoming like a sun dappled forest has turned to rot, to sticky poison, to radiation and sickness, but they still held that clever gleam. With his other hand he reached up and lightly brushed away one of your tears, a grin splitting his freckled face.

“Oh, don’t cry my sweet girl, he couldn’t protect you.” He let up the pressure behind his bruising fingers, lifting his other hand to now hold your face between his two larger palms.

“But I will.”