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valentinapick · 3 years ago

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How would yanderes Peter Parker, Damian Wayne and platonic yandere Batfamily react to the reader having a peacock feather than do anything? I got this idea from a cartoon tbh and I think it’s kinda cute lol. The reader can use the peacock feather to magically make things appear, disappear, it could be anything and yeah, it’s a magic feather. I hope this wasn’t too confusing TvT

Reader having a peacock feather that do anything

★Damian Wayne

He would be surprised

He would make sure you don't use it at inappropriate times

Or against him

He would probably try to take it

And make sure it's not dangerous for you

★Peter Parker

he would be intrigued

And a bit worried

He wouldn't take it away from you but he would make sure you don't use it against him

Or use it so you can hurt yourself ofc

★ Platonic!Batfamily

Dick would be dazed and would make sure it's used at the right times

Bruce would probably do some research and would take it for safety

Tim would do a lot of research

Jason would probably just take it for safety

Cass would watch you use it and make sure that it won't hurt anyone

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valentinapick · 3 years ago

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Self Respect

Summary: You, who could be known as promiscuous, awaken in a room with your wrists handcuffed to a bed. After finding out that it’s not a hookup and instead a kidnapping, you find yourself more annoyed than anything.

Warning: kidnapping, yandere behavior, non consensual touching, seuxal themes, Shigaraki being a creep, implied drugging

A/N: I haven’t posted on this blog in like…forever, but I will try to remain more consistent moving forward! I just had a lack of inspo and motivation. I just wanted to write something that I find kinda funny and this is rather short. Might make a part 2 if anyone wants it lol.

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Your eyes opened suddenly, a primal instinct had told you to wake up at that exact moment. Something really didn’t feel right. Judging by the texture that you had been laying on, you were on a bed. That was not yours. Not too strange, but pretty disappointing since you promised yourself you would refrain from doing one-night stands ever since your…less than desirable last encounter. Scanning the bedroom, you note that calling it messy would be an understatement. It looked as if the place had been falling apart. Grimacing, you looked at the handcuffs that had kept you locked in place. What kind of kinky shit were you doing last night? Well, at least you weren’t sore from whatever unholy acts you had been committing. Minus the headache and your sore wrists, you definitely going to take some Aspirin after this.

“I never thought I was the BDSM type,” You said to no one but yourself, continuing to get more and more disappointed in yourself. If you were going to let anyone handcuff you, it wouldn’t be someone with such a disorganized room. Wasn’t it normalized to at least clean up before screwing someone? As you sat in the bed collecting your thoughts, the bedroom door opened unexpectedly, causing you to flinch. Entered in an interesting looking man, with gray hair and cracked skin. His red eyes met yours, the way he looked at you was deeply unsettling. A horrific smile spread across his chapped lips.

“Um, hi, thanks for the..great time last night. Do you mind unlocking my handcuffs? My wrists are pretty sore,” You tried your best not to sound tense. But it was hard in this situation, you were completely naked and handcuffed in a stranger’s room with no recalling of what had happened beforehand. Wait..that does sound more concerning the more you think about it. The disheveled man walked closer to you, looking down at you as you sat in the bed. His face darkened before he spoke.

“I can’t do that, not after how long it took to get you. You’re staying here with me.”

“Why the fuck would I do that? I’m more of a hump em’ and dump em’ person,” You regretted saying the last part, but when you were nervous you usually just said what came to your mind. Self control was clearly not your best trait. The man standing before you laughed ever so eerily, causing shivers to send down your spine. He reached down and caressed your cheek with his gloved hand before brushing his thumb against your lips. The gray haired man met your eyes again, seeming to revel in your fearful expression.

“So that’s what you thought this was, huh? You’re more funny than I thought. I want our first time together to be when you’re awake. Seems like now is good timing…it’s been so hard holding myself back,” He trailed his thumb from your lips to your chest slowly, coming all the way to your inner thigh. He softly rubbed it, almost brushing against your private area. No..no way in hell were you going to get fucked in a place like this. You could worry about the kidnapping later, right now it’s about self respect. You looked around the room, your disgust and annoyance overpowering your fear.

There had been a mountain of laundry that took at least a quarter of the room’s space, a dresser that had been dedicated to collecting dirty plates on top of it and miscellaneous items scattered all across the floor. Well, you could barely even see the floor due to all the shit he had on it. Even worse, he had an overflowing trash can of tissues. What’s up with kidnappers these days? If you’re going to forcibly take someone with you, at least make the area nice. Maybe a few roses? It’s not that you were even upset about having to fuck him either, it’s just the state his fucking room was in.

“I will gladly fuck you in all positions if you just clean this mess of a room first…better yet, just unhandcuff me. I’ll help you clean this monstrosity up. Who even kidnaps someone without even cleaning their room first? This just feels disrespectful,” You muttered the last part bitterly. “I’m not going to make my grand escape either, I’m way too committed to this now.” The man looked up at you in shock, his mouth agape. The two of you stared in silence before he cleared his throat.

“....What do I need to bring to help you clean up?”

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valentinapick · 3 years ago

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Just thinking about Yandere Erasermic on their knees, trying to console a very upset toddler reader.

Baby Y/n has fat tears rolling down her cheeks because here dads said "No" to her, quite firmly. And while they usually would never say no to almost anything you want, they really did have to put their foot down this time. All they did was take you to the park to play, and youd found some children to befriend.

When they told you it was time to leave, you nodded but asked for something that they just couldnt give you.

"Can we take him home?" You said, pointing to a kid that you'd just been playing with.

"No." Aizawa said, and you tried giving him your irresistible puppy eyes but it didn't work on him today. So you immediately turned Hizashi, who was much more weak to your puppy eyes, but even he said no this time.

So now came the waterworks.

"Honey, come on. We can't take him home. He has a home of his own!" Hizashi said, wiping your tears but they just kept on pouring.

Aizawa picked you up and bounced you a bit. "Yes. His parents will be sad without him. Do you want to make them sad?" He asked softly, watching your pout wobble.

"B-but-" you hiccuped. "-he's my husband. We live together? Like you and papa?"

"Husband?"

"Yes. We just got married. Look!"You sniffled, showing him your "ring" which was just a ringpop but perhaps the brightest diamond to you since its candy.

"No." Aizawa said. "You're not married."

"I am! How would you know?"

"I am your dad. I know everything."

"Really? What am I thinking of right now?" You said, crossing your arms across your chest.

"Chicken Katsu." You gasped, he was right. Hizashi giggled. You were always thinking about Chicken Katsu, its your favourite dish.

"That was easy! What is 6 plus 9?"

"15." Aizawa sighed, watching you count your fingers and gasping as you realised he was right again.

"How do you know everything?!"

"I told you. I am your dad. I know everything, and I know what's good for you. Now, do you want to eat papa's Chicken Katsu or-"

"PAPA'S CHICKEN KATSU-!" You proceeded to chant it as Aizawa carried you towards the car, Hizashi chuckling at how quickly you'd forgotten about the kid you were crying for just a few minutes ago.

You're so gullible that's how easy it was to kidnap you abd convince you that they were your real parents and that your biological parents were some notorious villains he loves you❤️

By the time Hizashi got to his car, Aizawa had already buckled you up. "'Zashi, you turn the car around. I forgot something back there." Aizawa said as he returned to the playground to pick your water bottle, which the little kid was holding.

"Give it back. Its not yours." He said.

"Its not yours, either, old man!"

Aizawa narrowed his eyes. "Its my daughter's-"

"My wife!"

Aizawa lips pressed into a thin line as he snatched the bottle from the kid. "Now listen here. She is not your wife. Shes not your friend either. You will forget about her. There's plenty of other fish in the sea."

The little kid remained silent as he processed what Aizawa had said to him before his face turned to rage.

"THATS MY MOTHERFUCKING FISH!"

"Katsuki! Stop fucking cursing!" His mother yelled before running over and grabbing her child, giving a quick apology to Aizawa before dragging her devil spawn away.

Aizawa was too stunned to speak.

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