That Darn Cat

Age: 30+  | BNHA 18+ Reader Insert Fanfiction | Minors Do Not Interact | Yandere And Dark Content with Some Fluff

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Updated: Nov 29th, 2021

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1. A Taste Of Your Own Venom

Yandere Shigaraki Tomura X Consensual Reader

(Bet you’re all wondering who the heck that works, right?)

After your good deed goes severely punished, your world goes from the fast track to just barely eeking out a shadow of existence. You escape into a multiplayer video game only to befriend a man who is as bitter about life as you. However, unlike you, he intends to do something about it.

Should you cling to the tattered threads of your morality or just let everything unravel?

Timeline: Closely follows the BNHA cannon with minor deviations at times

Update Schedule: Season 1 complete (up to chapter 240) - season 2 expectd to start 2022

Reader Age: Mid-20s

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Medical Gore, Consensual Relationship with Yandere Undertones, Cannon Violence and Character Death

2. Feeling the Spirit

Kinktober 2022 - Ghost Shigaraki Tomura x Fem!Reader

After house hunting for nigh on two years, you finally find a old, turn of the 20th century, Second Empire estate in Smalltown, USA. Sure, it's located right on the loudest train tracks in Podunk County and yes, it needs more than a few repairs. Still, the price is a steal and the antique furniture is included! How can you pass that up?

It's too bad for you that taking possession of a new home is never easy, especially when the home is already possessed.

Timeline: Real World October 2022 

Update Schedule: Finished by October 31st, 2022

Reader Age: Mid-20s to late 30s

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Toys, Voyeurism, sex with a ghost 

A Hypnotic Nightmare

Yandere All For One X Reader (Pre-series Timeline)

Your thirteen-year marriage to a work-a-holic husband ended when he replaced your loyalty with a nubile little teenage waif. You returned home to Niigata to work your family's seaside snack shack and lick your wounds. Like something out a novel, a chance encounter with a handsome stranger seemed to turn the page to a new chapter in your life. However, what started as a summer romance begins to look more and more like a horror story with each passing day.

Timeline: Pre-series

Update Schedule: Every other week as long as the cat can hold out

Reader Age: 35-40 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - caution strongly advised

Warnings: Yandere, Rape, Dubious Consent, Gore (Non-reader Directed), Mentally Abusive Relationship, Numerous Kinks

A Blistering Affection

Yandere Dr. Chisaki Kai X Nurse Reader

Just around the start of the worldwide pandemic, you broke out in a seemingly harmless rash. Between night school and a new job at a Dermatology office, you never had time to follow up on the problem. However, by October, your skin was itchy, peeling, and disgusting. By accident, you catch the eye of the handsome but notoriously cold Dr. Chisaki. Interested in your rare disorder, he offered to help you find the cause in exchange for becoming his case study patient.

Too bad his help would come with a price.

Time line:  Alternative Universe - Real World - 2020/2021

Update Schedule: Story is complete after chapter 6. However, some random continuations which match the actual timeline of the story may occur.

Reader Age: Never specified but implied 25-35 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - caution strongly advised

Warnings: Yandere, Rape, Abusive Relationship, Drugging, Medical Kinks, Behavior by a doctor that is not only unprofessional but should result in criminal charges

A Plastic Attraction

Rappa Kendou X Femdom Reader

As a boarded plastic surgeon, working at The Arena was a pass time side-job. The place was disgusting, the manager was a sleaze bag, and the fighters were pretty much a sausage fest. Still, you got to run your medical bay your way and, for once in your life, do something more interesting than fixing rich old people's chicken jowls.

However, when a new brawler rolls into your exam room with impressive injures for you to patch, things start to get a little more exciting.

Timeline: BNHA cannon after Underground Masquerade

Update Schedule: Complete!

Reader Age: Not stated but implied 30-40 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - this is actually the healthiest relationship of the bunch

Warnings: Medical Gore, Consensual Relationship, Sub Rappa, Cannon Violence, Love Bites, Condom Use

A Bridge to the Bottom

Troll Muscular X Human Reader

From the moment you fled him, you knew there would be precious few places that you could escape The Duke of Tredal. Sure, legends said that in the dense fog of the Natt Valley, trolls lay in wait for weary travelers who lost their way in the dark. Nevertheless, with your pursuers hot on your heels, you had little choice but to head for the Old Bridge if you wanted to escape the fife. After two days on the run, you finally collapsed from exhaustion. Desperate to survive, you cried out to the stars for the strength to go on.

However, it was a monster from the deep that would answer your call.

Timeline: Fantasy Alternative Universe, Muscular has his quirk due to monster nature.

Update Schedule: Completed after 4 chapters

Reader Age: Not stated but implied 20-30 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit 

Warnings: Yandere, Extreme Gore, Cannibalism (troll on troll and troll on human), Non-con and Dub-con, Moster Fucking, Kidnapping, Breeding, Drugging, Graphic Descriptions of Lung Disease (NOT a vore fic - reader remains unmaimed/uneaten at the end)

A Liar Played by the Heartstrings

Yandere Mr. Compress X Female Reader

Six months into your relationship with the "Incredible Mr. Compress", your future seems as bright as the stage lights under which he makes his name. However, your best friend, Harada Yumiko, has her doubts about this "perfect" stranger who seems to have magically appeared in your life. While he continues to shower you with increasingly serious affections, Yumiko's words make you start to ponder one thing:

How much do you really know about Sako Atsuhiro?

Timeline: Pre-series

Update Schedule: Complete

Reader Age: Early to midthirties

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - Reader Discresion Advised

Warnings: Rape, breeding/pregnancy kink, condom failure, unwanted pregnancy, discussions of abortion, stalking. A consensual relationship that devolves into non-con.

Dedicated to Miss_Mystery3

All For One X Gender Neutral Reader: Meta

Yandere Shigaraki Tomura x Gender Neutral Reader: Snuggling in bed

A Hypnotic Nightmare “What If” scenario - “What if Nana tried to save you and you went back to AFO anyways?”

All For One Forces a Bunny Quirk on Reader

Merman All For One Hypnotizes and Breeds Reader

Headcannons - Reader with AFO as the father of the children

Yandere Japanese Professor All For One gets college graduate reader drunk and diddles them (male and female versions)

Tomura playing video games on your couch (GN)

Virgin Spinner gets a manicure and praise (GN)

All For One with Pregnant Fem!Reader on Valentine’s Day

Headcannon: Yandere AFO and his darling go to work. 

Maid For Your Master

Male Yandere X AFAB Reader - Gothic/Horror Romance

RUMORS RUIN REPUTATIONS. FOR A MAID, THEY CAN BE MADDENING.

The sharp-tongued Professor Campbell, your employer, is dead. Insinuations about your “nightly duties” make finding a new position impossible. Just as you exhaust the last of your options, an unexpected offer of employment comes from a man you’ve never met: Sicarius Estrova – shipping magnate, eligible bachelor, and an old friend of the professor.

His household, Gravelorne Manor, is far from the picture-perfect image it projects. The staff are rowdy, the mansion is bizarrely furnished, and your beguiling master seems to delight in playing calculating mind games. Too old for the nonsense, you meet his perverse teasing with biting wit and pernicious poise. However, when his endless taunts turn into a sudden proposal, you cannot help but feel something is amiss.

Seduced by his amorous attentions and the promise of financial security, you enter into a marriage where the only certainty is Sicarius’s obsessive desire to mold you into his world. As your husband flip-flops between hopeless romantic and shameless devil, you begin to wonder what wicked schemes hide behind that charming smile.

Setting: Steampunk 1930s

Reader Age: Late 20s to early 40s

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit 

Warnings: Yandere, Gore, PnV, fingering, oral, cum play, pet play (feline), and Maid-Master play, full TW list here

Price: $4.99 ebook, $14.99 paperback (both available worldwide)

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Booktopia AU

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Bystander

💕Happy (Belated) Valentines Day💕 (again lol)

Warnings: graphic depictions of violence, murder, death, gore, blood, stalking

Word count: 6.1k

The sound of the woman’s neck snapping echoed out into the night air, and she let out one final gasp as she fell to the pavement, the broken bone jutting out of her neck unnaturally.

“No! Kim! Goddammit no!!”

Phinks turned away from the woman’s body in order to face the man screaming at the other side of the lot.

Tears were falling down the man’s face, but he froze when he saw Phinks’ attention turned to him – he was the last one standing. Everyone else from the group that had tried to jump Phinks was now dead, reduced to lifeless bodies scattered in different areas of the lot.

Despite being confronted with the fact that the people he’d teamed up with had died, it didn’t push the man to try and attack Phinks for the sake of avenging his fallen comrades – in fact, it did the opposite.

The man turned around and began to run.

That was more than a little pathetic, Phinks thought to himself, although he could understand that reaction at least somewhat.

That guy and the others had been completely unprepared when they’d made the attempt on his life, their skills nowhere near being able to even scratch him. It was just another instance of sub-par nen users who’d learned nen in the fastest way possible and spent little to no time in trying to develop a worthwhile ability because they were too eager to try and get revenge on the troupe. It was something he and all of the others were used to by now.

Annoying, but at least it was easy enough to take care of. And with this guy, he could do so without too much effort.

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[hypnoswrites]

Precursor

This and my previous fic prove that I can currently only finish fics if they are meant for my besties xD This is a b-day gift for the amazing Suiren!!!

WARNINGS: Phinks being a bad roommate, female! reader, poly situation, both Nobunaga and Phinks are yandere, threat of violence toward reader, mild nsfw

“Are you angry with me?”

“Of course I’m-” You swallowed your words, the sounds coming from your throat too hysteric to convince Phinks of anything other than your anger. If you got too upset, you’d just be laughed at more, not taken seriously for the thousandth time. For someone who considered themselves conflict averse, you sure wanted to scream at this man a lot. “I think you should find a new place. I don’t want you here anymore.”

“In this market? It was hard enough to find this apartment; you want me to live out on the street?”

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@maleyanderecafe

[theophagie]

Me as AFO's defence lawyer at the international criminal court: Your Honour he was just being silly and took role-playing to the extremes

[augusgus]

touch yourself (m.)

Being Sukuna's vessel isn't easy. Even less so if he's decided to take advantage of it - to his great pleasure and your humiliation.

pairing: ryomen sukuna x vessel fem!reader

tags: forced masturbation(?), a bit of degradation, corruption kink, sadistic sukuna (are we surprised), dacryphilia, oral sex, ruined orgasm, a tiny bit of spit play

You could hear his snicker even before you felt your cheek moving from Sukuna's sneer.

"What a lewd woman..." His voice was dripping with self-satisfaction, the kind that made you want to strangle him. Him and his damned influence over you.

Another wave of heat rushed through your body, this one stronger than the ones before, and a strangled whimper escaped your lips. Damn it, damn it, damn him. You were burning up and at this point it took everything in you to keep it together.

A knowing chuckle. "Why so shy?" There was a dark, cajoling tint to his whisper that sent involuntary shivers down your spine. "Or, perhaps, are you a filthy liar? Is that how it is? My, how scandalous!"

"T-that's rich coming from you, curse."

You were breathing heavily, fingers gripping your pillow with white knuckles. It hadn't been long since you had woken up from your body going into overdrive but it was already become too much to handle. Slowly, tantalisingly. It was mortifying to say the least, slowly losing control over yourself like that.

And Sukuna, being the source of your problem, was eating it right up.

You could feel the mouth on your cheek stretch impossibly to an even wider grin. "I would never deny myself pleasure, woman. I always take what I desire."

"Explains w-why you're such an ass," you quipped back.

You knew your response was weak. But you couldn't think clearly anymore - every drag of fabric against your skin, every shift of your fingers against the pillow was sending tingles up your neck and lighting up sparks in your brain.

His voice seemed closer to your ear now as he drawled, so sardonically, so humiliatingly smug, "you know, your perverted cunt is much more honest than you, woman. It's been dripping the whole time."

Wincing, you closed your eyes in shame as if that would make everything disappear. It wasn't for the first time that you wished to have never become a vessel for this demon, to have never given Sukuna the opportunity to touch the most vulnerable parts of your innermost and pick you apart by the seams with sadistic enjoyment. He was stripping you from your decency, dragging away layer by layer until he had you naked and cornered and cowering exactly the way he wanted you to.

You felt watched when your fingers slowly, almost involuntarily, travelled down your body - and in a sense you were indeed. Gleeful eyes, all over, drinking in this horrible humiliation that not even your lust-induced haze could block out... And that small part in yourself that actually took pleasure from this exploitation of your weakness - you started to hate that you have been made aware of its existence.

A gasp left your lips when your nails caught on one of your nipples, the slight touch alone enough to have a gush of wetness pooling between your legs. Sukuna's mouth laughed and the sheer proximity of the harsh sound made your head spin.

"Hah! Are you crying, woman?" He taunted. "D'you think that I'd take pity on you?"

"I'm n-not..." You hadn't noticed it before but tears had started to gather in your eyes. The realisation only made them well up more, salty liquid running down your cheek and landing on his tongue.

He laughed louder, a hint of madness vibrating in his sadistic excitement. "Yes, yes, this is it!! Lose yourself! Get even more desperate... You're a whore, behave like one!" You could feel his arousal brimming under your skin, dark and sticky, mixing with your own lust.

"You're such...an...asshole..." The insult lacked the usual spite. Forming words felt much too difficult all of a sudden.

If he had any regard for anyone other than himself, he would have stopped here, left you intact. He still would have had you hanging by the last threads of your pride, of your morals, but you'd be able to shrug it off as a moment of weakness. A lapse in judgment.

But Sukuna had never cared for the thing called restraint.

"Touch yourself, woman." He was playing with you, cruel in how his voice made it sound like an inevitable order. "Show me just how shameful you are, getting off on fingering your perverted cunt with a cursed spirit possessing your body. Show off how much you crave this!"

The moment the pads of your fingers pressed into the covered folds of your pussy, you couldn't breathe. The pleasure was all-consuming and the bit of relief that came with it made you momentarily forget about the guilt. "S'good..." the whine forced itself between your lips but you didn't have it in you anymore to care.

It felt so good... and yet the ache only seemed to grow stronger.

"Still not enough, huh." You could hear the grin, feel the movement right next to your ear, "what a slut."

And then white flashed before your eyes when something strong pushed against your entrance - Sukuna's mouth having opened on your palm instead, hot tongue licking a fat stripe up to your clit.

"Ah-hhhah...?!" there was no softness to his ministrations, no rhythm to make it easier for you to adjust. Whatever he decided to give to you, you had to take it. It was almost too much, balancing on the fine line between overwhelming and mind-numbing.

You had no control over the sounds you made anymore, over your muscles, and without thinking you pushed harder against your own hand, pressing the palm flat against your sticky folds to have better access to him. To have him closer, reach deeper.

Little sounds of "ah. Ah. Ah" filled the room and combined with the squelches from your dripping juices and his saliva. Sukuna laughed against your clothed core before biting along your outer lips, then slowly sliding his teeth over your clit - just gentle enough that the sensation had you squeezing your thighs even harder around your hand and trapping it effectively. With a scoff he sucked your clit into his mouth, rubbing circles into it with the tip of his tongue until you couldn't stop shaking.

Your orgasm wasn't far, the denial you've put yourself through having put your body in an even more vulnerable state. The coil was steadily tightening, growing in intensity until you could almost taste it on your tongue. A little more, just a little-

All contact vanished. Nothing, apart from your wet panties clinging to your folds. Gone was the pressure, lingering warmth all that was left. And still, in the last moment the slight shift of fabric made you tip over the edge.

You came but it didn't feel like an orgasm.

New tears welled up in your eyes as you realised, this was so unfair. So unfair. You could still feel the awaited pleasure brimming right underneath your skin, could feel it retracting without having given you any of the relief.

"Did ya really think you deserve to cum?" He was mocking you - his mouth back on your cheek letting a trail of spit run down his tongue and in between your own opened lips. It tasted like yourself.

Almost as if a dam had broken, you cried even more - desperation to cum, really cum, taking a hold of you. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuckyoufuckyoufuckyou..." your pussy was pulsating around nothing, your body having been tricked into an empty orgasm, but the lust was still right there. Heat pooling in where you thought to be your womb. You needed it, needed him. So bad.

"Come on, you can do better than that," Sukuna drawled. "Beg. Say it, say my name."

"Scream who it is you're letting yourself be fucked by."

[demonogeny]

Demon Lord plushie

Drew this one a while ago, I thought AFO sleeping with a Demon Lord plushie would look cute.

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Trigun Yandere/Toxic!BF Headcanons

ft. Vash, Wolfwood, Knives & Livio x gn!Reader

rating: mature/18+ for dark content (no nsfw but contains very triggering topics) cw: established relationships, toxic relationships, abusive/yandere behaviour, gaslighting, possessive & obsessive behaviour, emotional manipulation, verbal abuse/demeaning words, implied threats of violence, implied unaliving, stalking, learned helplessness, isolation, kidnapping, imprisonment word count: ~1'300 a/n: here are some thoughts on the trigun boys as yanderes/toxic!bfs. credit to this post by @/yandereverse that i used as a prompt to get me going with these ideas. just a note to please proceed with caution, and be sure to review the content warnings before reading. there is no physical/sexual abuse described in this but this content can still be very triggering and it isn't for the faint of heart. you have been warned. stay safe.

Yandere!Vash

Yandere!Vash who is clingy and obsessive. He’s terrified to lose you or that you’ll leave him. 

Yandere!Vash is whiny and all of his thoughts focus and circle around you. There is literally not a minute of the day that goes by where you aren’t being obsessively studied in his mind.

Yandere!Vash is stuck to you like glue.The people who know you remark that they have never seen you without Vash looming over your shoulder.

Yandere!Vash needs to know where you are at all times. He literally goes crazy if he can't find you or doesn’t know where you are (yes, even in the confines of your shared home).

“Mayfly? Where are you? Come here baby, where I can see you.”

Yandere!Vash is soft and kind towards you. He never screams or yells and he never hits you, but he has a few strict rules for you. He will punish you severely (with tears in his eyes) if you ever break them. These rules are: (1) never leave the house without him, (2) always communicate to him where you are and where you are going, (3) no secrets, and (4) always wear the bell.

Yandere!Vash had fashioned a belled collar for you to wear. He makes you wear it. It’s simultaneously a symbol of his ownership of you and a way for him to tell where you are. The sound of its gentle chiming as you move about is one of the few things that soothes his feverous, anxious, and obsessive thoughts.  

Yandere!Vash physically clings to you a lot, but especially at night. He cradles you in bed and whimpers that he can’t live without you. That you are everything to him. If you leave him, he won't be able to go on.

 Yandere!Vash knows every little detail about you. He stalked you for years before revealing himself to you. During that time he obsessively committed all aspects of your life to memory. Yandere!Vash knows things like your exact weight and height, dates that are special/meaningful to you, your preferred foods and precisely how you like them prepared, the things you dislike and even the things that make you mildly uncomfortable.

Yandere!Vash knows more about you than you do.

Yandere!Wolfwood

You’ve never met someone quite as overprotective and overbearing as Yandere!Wolfwood.

Yandere!Wolfwood is bossy and controlling. He always knows what’s best for you and you have to listen to him. He won't harm you if you don't but you will regret it.

You always listen though. Yandere!Wolfwood is only trying to protect you after all.

Yandere!Wolfwood has your day planned out before you even wake up. He tells you what to wear and where to go. He’s mostly okay with you going to select places without him (unlike Yandere!Vash) but only if he has deemed it to be safe first.

Yandere!Wolfwood has worked hard to convince you that you aren’t capable of taking care of yourself. He may or may not have purposefully and secretly put you in dangerous situations in the past (then “saved” you from them) just to prove his point.

Yandere!Wolfwood doesn’t let you around anything that has the potential to cause you harm. This includes scissors, knives, and even sewing needles. He wants you pristine. He wants you safe. He wants you perfect.

In fact, Yandere!Wolfwood is the only one allowed to mark you.

Yandere!Wolfwood doesn’t hide or downplay his obsession or his desires from you. He’s always forthcoming about what he wants, even if it scares you. In fact, he likes scaring you, because it always drives you straight into his arms (even if he is the one you are scared of).

Yandere!Wolfwood is very physically affectionate and very demanding in his touches. His hand is always on a part of your body. Encircling your shoulders or arm, clawing at the small of your back, wrapped precariously tight around your wrist.

Yandere!Wolfwood praises you a lot whenever you do exactly as he says. He can be very demeaning in his praise though.

“It’s okay. My dumb little baby did their best. I wouldn’t expect any more of you.”

Yandere!Knives

Yandere!Knives is no laughing matter. He is dangerously possessive and manipulative. The way he uses you, manipulates you, and gaslights you is like second nature to him.

To be honest, there is no greater pleasure for Yandere!Knives than to bend and break you. The way his heart swells when you cling to him and whine that you love him and that you’ll be with him forever satisfies him like nothing else.

Yandere!Knives doesn’t need ropes or cuffs or cages to keep you in line. The prison he carefully crafts in your mind is more than enough.

Yandere!Knives doesn’t allow you to interact with anyone else (friends or family doesn’t matter) unless he is present. He manipulates you into thinking that they are all against you. 

Yandere!Knives is the one who takes care of you and protects you. He feeds you and clothes you and fulfills your every wish. You’re teasured when you’re with him. Your friends and family are just jealous and want to break apart the beautiful relationship you share.

Yandere!Knives gets murderous if anyone approaches you (be it for innocent or not so innocent reasons). Any moment your eyes are on someone else, Yandere!Knives will force you to focus back on him again. You’re his and he has no problem carving this fact into your very bones.

Yandere!Knives has never physically harmed you, but the dangerous edge that trails on the coattails of his presence always has your heart pounding with both excitement and utter terror.

Yandere!Knives is very possessive of your body. It’s his after all, and everything you do to it has to go through his approval first. Want to cut your hair? Get a piercing or a tattoo? Not until Yandere!Knives gives you the go ahead.

Yandere!Knives showers you with expensive gifts and always demands to see you wearing the jewelry he gets you.

Yandere!Knives also instructs you on what to say a lot of the time. He has trained you to reward him with gratitude and praise and respond to him in the way that he likes.

“Don’t you like your new necklace? You do? Then say it. Say, 'Thank you', baby.”

Yandere!Livio

Yandere!Livio is a delusional and impulsive sort of yandere. He believes the two of you are meant to be, that you are soulmates, and that there is no possible way that you could ever love someone other than him.

Everything you do, Yandere!Livio interprets it as a sign of your undying love. You glance at him? That must mean you think about him constantly. You smile at him? That means you’re head over heels in love with him and that you want to be together.

These delusions and Livio’s impulsive and insatiable need to be close to you leads to him kidnapping, confining you, and then desperately trying to convince you that the two of you are made for one another.

You beg Yandere!Livio to let you go and he begs you to admit your feelings. In the end, his stamina outmatches yours.

Yandere!Livio is soft and gentle with you. He is huge (which scares you initially), but he treats you as if you are made of porcelain. You have never known a brutal touch at his hands.

Your relationship with Yandere!Livio is actually pretty normal on the surface. He doesn’t restrict your movements or who you talk to. He takes you on dates and showers you with love and affection.

The only trigger for Yandere!Livio is any indication on your part that you aren’t happy with him or that you don’t love him. Things can get frightening if that ever happens, and Yandere!Livio won’t hesitate to confine you once more until you’ve “come to your senses”.

“Stop lying, sweetheart. Of course you love me.”

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[eskumii]

yandere!incel!tomura shigaraki + foreigner!darling who can't speak japanese

TITLE: " RENT-A-GF " — navi.

NOTES: nsfw (18+ only) below the cut (non-con!! somnophilia!!) reminder: this is merely fantasy, i don't condone. will prob proofread someday lol. enjoy!

PAIRING: yandere!incel!shigaraki tomura x foreinger!reader

GENRE/AU: shigaraki is rlly misogynistic and delusional, age gap (you're older), reader is a substitute english teacher who got kidnapped by bwad gwuys and is now... yeah

CHARACTERS: shigaraki tomura (21), reader (24)

let's be for real: shigaraki was born to be an incel.

and incel!shigaraki is shamelessly self-aware of this, indeed. when he's not out terrorizing innocent citizens with his villainous coups, he takes to the internet to fulfill his insatiable need for an adrenaline rush. gorey video games and brutal death metal makes him light up in glee, but sometimes it's just not enough.

so, instead, he's a frequent on the dark web, diligently scouring sites that specialize in obscure female porn collectives that cater to his twisted kinks. incel!shigaraki glowers at the pictures of stupid, slutty women who prance around in sexy lingerie, but still gets a hard-on because he wishes he had a woman who would do that for him and him only.

and what shigaraki wants, he gets. on another sweaty night in his dark bedroom, he's boredly clicking through the hundreds of entries of women who are being sold for, what he thinks, too high of a price. not that money would ever be a problem for him; if he felt compelled to, he could just kidnap the girl he wanted all over again. so, no, it's not the price—it's what he thinks they're worth based on his attraction to them.

and, so far, all of them are worthless.

you see, the conundrum is that incel!shigaraki has a thing for foreign girls. don't ask why, he doesn't know. maybe he finds it cute that they're so clueless about his culture and language, and he's the one who'll control the narrative that rules their ignorance. maybe it's so cute how they wear their perpetual confusion on their face at all times, like a bratty kid who can't take navigate the world without mommy or daddy by their side.

of course, though, women could hardly do anything on their own anyway. every time he came across one they'd wail and cry as he grabbed them by the hair and threatened to kill them if they didn't shut the hell up. they'd beg for their lives or scream for someone to save them, but it would only piss him off more at how useless and brainless they tended to be. he just couldn't help but decay them—they were so noisy and whiny, it wasn't his fault.

obviously, shigaraki has neither patience nor experience with women. in fact, he can probably count with two fingers how many times he's had a non-violent interaction with a woman in his entire lifetime. the mere thought of this drives his insecurities to the brink of rage, but it's not his fault women are so unbelievably tasteless in their choice of men. it's their fault he has to go to such lengths to find a decent woman worthy of his presence.

but imagine his delight when he happens upon a listing of you, an immediately attractive foreign woman who used to be an english substitute teacher of all things. he clicks through your pictures with a renewed vigor, his interest piqued as he studies your unique features. eagerly, he scours through your posted information and it turns out that you happen to be exactly the kind of woman he's looking for.

it's a done deal. the transaction takes less than a few minutes and incel!shigaraki couldn't be more pleased with how smoothly it went. he'll have to leave a good review later on, when and if the woman he's just bought has satisfied him.

it takes just one night before shigaraki finds you literally dropped off at his doorstep like an amazon prime package. you’ve clearly been pampered with the way you’re clad in a skimpy maid outfit; your nails, hair, and makeup are all dolled to perfection. you look exactly like you did in the pictures.

and clearly you're wise beyond your years. you don't speak much because of the obvious language barrier, but you do seem to understand a bit of elementary japanese. shigaraki is delighted by your small mutterings of broken japanese—it’s unbelievably cute. sometimes he'll force you to speak in japanese just because he loves watching you struggle with your limited vocabulary.

incel!shigaraki gets attached to you. you're very attractive in his eyes, and he's completely ecstatic that you're all his. a woman he can do whatever he wants with, and no one would dare question him. the immense power trip sends him over the edge.

that being said, the first couple of weeks are still rather... awkward. you're not happy about being in the situation you're in, but you're smart enough to keep that to yourself. you don't fuss when shigaraki orders you to fetch him liquor or tidy up his filthy room, nor do you complain when he commands you to cuddle with him or keep him company while he plays video games.

"[name], c'mere," he'd bark at you, eyes still glued to the tv screen.

"be a good girl and keep my lap warm, hm?"

he'll force you to wear cute lingerie sets like he's seen the women on porn sites do. somehow you look so much better though, and it feels as though you're teasing him with the way you bend over so much while cleaning. the outline of your pussy through the small fabric that stretches over it has him horny in a matter of seconds. you're such a tease, aren't you ashamed? you just can't seem to stay in line.

however, despite all your obvious sexual innuendos towards him, shigaraki gets no relief. he's resorted to jacking off whenever you go to sleep but no matter how hard or how much he cums, there's an itch that can't be scratched with masturbation alone. and the way you're so shy around him is adorable, sure, but your little playing-hard-to-get act wasn't cutting it anymore.

the remedy? incel!shigaraki starts slipping sleeping pills into your food and drinks.

and it doesn't take long for shigaraki to develop a routine of visiting you while you're sleeping. partly to check up on you and assure himself of your presence, but mostly to creep around the edges of the bed and feel you up. you sleep so soundly that you don't even twitch when he fondles your soft breasts or runs his spindly fingers over your curves.

he almost doesn't want to disturb you; you look so peaceful, totally different than the frightened little faces you muster when you're awake. but the bothersome tightness stretching his boxers taut against its stitches makes it hard to resist his urges. anyway, you're simply doing the only thing a woman is good for: using your body to please him.

his breath is hot and heavy, laced with lust and selfish perversion as he defiles you to get himself off. some nights he just sits and admires your beauty, caressing your face with clumsy, inexperienced fingertips. some nights your shirt is pulled up so he can marvel at how nicely your breasts sit in whatever color bra he forced you to wear.

other nights his cock is nestled between them, thrusting like his life depends on it, chasing that euphoric high he gets when he finally spills his seed across your hardening nipples. and other nights shigaraki is even more daring—cute pajama pants and panties below your knees, face buried between your thighs as he explores every inch of your sweet cunt. he knows it's wrong, but so what? he's a villian, that's what makes it feel so right.

when you make faces in your sleep, he's filled with so much genuine affection—it's almost as if you're telling him he's doing a good job. you love it, don't you? he so desperately wants to hear you cry his name in that precious accent of yours and run your hands through his hair as you lavish your praise upon him for making you cream so many times.

he can't keep his eyes off you. so soft and compliant. you're so pretty while he's stuffing his cock into you and relentlessly flicking your little clit, not stopping even when he feels you clench around him like a vice as you orgasm over and over. not stopping even though you're drooling all over the linen sheets and he's came twice already.

"that's right... y-you gonna cum again? you gonna—ngh—cum all over my cock, you dumb whore?"

shigaraki watches with glassy, intrigued eyes as you squirm ever so slightly, face warped into one of undeniable pleasure as he ravages your gushing pussy. you're such a good girl for him, letting him use you as he wishes.

you're the woman he's chosen to give his virginity to. he's so happy and content that when he cums inside of you for the third time, he doesn't pull out. instead, shigaraki gently maneuvers your body so he can spoon you from behind, whispering tender "i love you's" as if he knows what that means. absently grinding his hips because your warmth is so comforting around his sticky, softening dick.

as much as shigaraki wants to stay and pound you into the mattress all night, the sleeping medication doesn't last forever. not to mention the mess you've made; the sheets are completely ruined and your clothes are strewn about on the floor, long forgotten. it's hot in your room and it stinks of his cum and sweat, but it doesn't really matter. the only thing on his mind is you and how he'll ruin you again tomorrow night.

for now, though, he rewards you for being so good by cleaning you up, smirking whenever you unconsciously nuzzle up to his touch. when your clothes are back on, he plants a tender kiss on your forehead and admires your flushed face from the shadows of your bedside. when the sun begins to rise and you stir in your ignorance, he'll sneak out and act as if nothing ever happened.

incel!shigaraki who doesn't deny that you're just another stupid slutty woman, but you're the only woman he'll ever want to cum inside of. when he returns to his room, he remembers to pull up your archived listing on his computer and dazedly taps away at his keyboard.

"10/10 recommend"

[suleikazuleika]

I notice that a lot of the Inko-bashing comes from a fundamental lack of understanding Japanese customs and society.

Because Inko Midoriya is a quintessential Japanese mom.

Someone else had already addressed her status as a housewife. I'll update this post with a link once I find it again.

Inko's Guilt

Let's cut to the chase: Inko blames herself for her son's Quirklessness.

Why?

It's not about genetics.

In Japan, pregnancy is a time of extreme discipline for women. Are you eating too much? Did you quit your job? Did you wrap your belly like you're supposed to? Any miscarriages, premature births, or disabilities are tied to a woman's conduct.

The sad thing is, Inko would not be alone in holding herself responsible. Her doctors, her neighbors, maybe even her husband would question what she did to Izuku.

Horikoshi outright says that her guilt is what caused her to gain weight.

It's important to note that in real life, there's a growing backlash over this very perception.

"Monster Parent"

Inko calls herself one when she takes All Might and U.A. to task for her son's injuries and constant run-ins with villains, but honestly she couldn't be further from the truth. Her demands aren't unreasonable.

This is another controversy in real life Japan. Parents who intervene on their child's behalf run the risk of being labeled "monster parents." It makes addressing academic ableism and bullying, etc. that much harder. (Not to mention that schools have been caught covering up ijime incidents.)

Inko was probably not entirely unaware of the bullying her son was experiencing, but she's under heavy societal pressure to let the teens figure it out for themselves. All she could do was offer a supportive home environment.

She's also been conditioned by Hero Society that the violence in U.A. is normal, in order to train the next generation of heroes. That doesn't mean she approves, it means she's pressured to keep quiet.

Look at her reactions during the Sports Festival! Inko was extremely upset watching it.

There is, however, a limit to what someone can ignore.

Inko showed incredible character development when she confronted All Might, going against social norms in order to protect and advocate for her son.

The way Inko is written is a fascinating commentary on Parenthood in Japan. But often it flies right over the heads for non-Japanese readers.

[rain-coat-killer-deactivated202]

Some gremlin teenager sketches from the latest chapter. 👌

[urfaveisayandere]

All For One from Boku no Hero Academia is a yandere!

Requested by anonymous!

[lovedabishiga]

IM SORRY I JUST HAD A VISION

[moodyvoid]

Who in the League of Villains would you trust the LEAST to cook you a meal?

Shigaraki

Dabi

Twice

Toga

Spinner

Mr. Compress

Voting ended onAug 11, 2023

Add your reasoning in the tags if you want! rb pls

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Arranged Marriage AU Part 3 | Kai Chisaki (Overhaul) x Fem!Reader | MDNI

Summary: With your husband being stressed by his increased workload, you decide to help him relieve some stress by giving him a blowjob (and a cup of tea).

Contents: SMUT, oral sex (male receiving), PIV, unprotected sex, creampies

Word Count: 1,726

|Part One here| |Part Two here|

|Ao3 Link here|

You and Kai had been growing closer recently; with forms of affection becoming more commonplace between you two. Instead of it seeming as if he only just barely tolerated you, he appeared to enjoy being around you now. Every single kiss and touch he gave you proved that he wasn't lying when he said that he'd at least try to love you.

Another, even more, recent thing was that you could tell he was stressed. You were already used to him working for hours on end, barely seeing him throughout the day, but recently he was working even more. He was working on something big, but what that was exactly wasn't something he had told you. 

It was a sort of unspoken agreement between the both of you that you wouldn't pry him for details on his work, especially considering a lot of it had a more illegal aspect; something you had always expected considering he was the head of a Yakuza group. You preferred it that way. You had already witnessed the bloodier side of things, with him having killed someone in front of you on more than one occasion, and it wasn't something you wanted to see again.

Kai did his thing, and you did yours. That's how it had always worked. You knew that he didn't want you to worry about what he was doing. Even so, when he seemed to grow more stressed by the day, you couldn't find it in you to not worry about him.

You wanted to help him relax. Maybe make him a warm cup of tea? You thought to yourself. 

The tea didn't take long to make, and soon you were on your way to his office. You knocked before stepping in, closing the door behind you. 

He was sitting on the couch, a disorganized-looking pile of papers on the table in front of him, a pen in his hand. You took a glance at the papers, seeing what looked like notes and diagrams for something you couldn't quite identify.

You stepped closer to him, he didn't bother looking up, choosing to ignore you.

"What do you want?" He asked, sounding irritated. Hearing the tone of his voice you began to think that it might've been better had you not come in the first place. Temporarily pushing your worry away, you carefully placed the cup of tea you had been holding down on the table. 

"I made you some tea. I noticed how hard you've been working recently, and I thought it'd help you relax a bit. It's chamomile. I think you told me that you liked it before? It was a year or two ago, so I'm not entirely sure..."

He finally looked away from his work and up at you, setting his pen on the table. You forced yourself to smile at him. "Maybe you could take a break?"

"Will you leave my office if I do?" He sighed. You nodded in response.

He pulled off his mask, setting it on the table before finally picking up the cup of tea. 

"Well," You said, beginning to head towards the door, "I'll get going. I'm sure that you want to enjoy your break alone. I'll see you later once you've finished up your work for the day." 

"You're not leaving. Come sit with me." He demanded.

You turned back around, surprised. "Oh? Okay." 

He took a sip of the tea as you sat down next to him. From where you were sitting you could see the papers he had clearer now. The diagram you had seen earlier appeared to be something cylindrical, almost bullet-like in shape.

"What are you working on?" You asked innocently. 

"Nothing you need to worry about." He took another sip. "Tell me about your day so far."

"I cleaned and organized a bit," you began, "After that, I read a few books. I didn't really do much else, I guess my day wasn't anything interesting." You gave him a small smile. "Why don't you tell me about your day, Kai? I'm sure it was probably more productive than mine was."

"I'd rather not talk about it," he explained, looking down at the cup in his hands. "Just thinking about it is pissing me off again." 

He looked back at you. "Thank you for the tea. I know I didn't act like it, but I appreciate it."

"No need to thank me, it's the least I could do for you after all the hard work you've been doing recently. Are you any less stressed? I know a cup of tea isn't going to get rid of it entirely, but I was hoping it'd do something."

"It helped a tiny bit," he answered. "I've got so much going on right now I don't think anything will help too much. It's not your fault." 

You frowned, but then a sudden, unexpected thought came to mind. You managed to catch yourself off guard with how lewd it was compared to the situation you were currently in. You were sure of one thing about it, though. It would definitely relieve his stress.

"Why are you staring at me?" He questioned, breaking you away from your thoughts. You didn't realize that you had been staring. 

"I have an idea—" You blurted out, a blush making its way onto your face. He waited for you to elaborate. You felt your face grow hotter as your blush worsened. You laughed nervously, looking away from him. "I don't even know if I can say it, my god..."

"You want something, or to do something, don't you?" He asked, and you sheepishly nodded.  "Well, I'm in a slightly better mood than I was when you came in, so if you're going to make some type of request, now's the best time."

"I want—" You cut yourself off, biting your lip, unable to say what you wanted to. 

"I don't have all day. Get it out." 

You took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself. "M-Maybe it'd be better if I just did it?"

"Then do it. Like I said, I don't—" He went quiet as you moved off the couch and dropped onto your knees in front of him, your hands moving to the buttons of his pants.

You looked up at him, waiting for his reaction. He looked surprised for a small moment before his expression returned back to its usual, calm, composed state.

"Is this okay? Do you want this?" You asked. If it weren't for the fact that you were on your knees in front of him, the way you sounded when you asked your question would've made you seem innocent. "I want to help you relieve some stress."

He nodded, answering your question, and you started to unbutton his black slacks. Once unbuttoned, you pulled them down along with his boxers. You grabbed his cock with one hand and gave it a few experimental strokes, feeling it harden in your grasp. Kai bit his lip to hold back a moan as he watched you with half-lidded eyes, gloved hands gripping at the couch cushions underneath him as your hand fastened its pace, your once experimental strokes now more confident.

You gave the tip of his cock a slow lick before wrapping your lips around it, getting as much of it into your mouth as you possibly could; what you couldn't fit you stroked with your hands. 

He let out a small moan, still trying to not be too vocal, as you began to bob your head up and down, sucking his cock with more force. He grabbed you by the hair with one hand before he began to thrust into your mouth. You gagged around him as one particularly rough thrust forced his cock to hit the back of your throat.

You could feel him beginning to twitch inside your mouth. He was close, and you were more than eager to take what you knew was coming. Just as you were sure he was about to cum, he abruptly pulled you by the hair and off of him.

"W-What–But you didn't—" you sputtered out in confusion. 

"Lay down on the couch," he ordered. You obeyed, moving off the floor and onto the couch, laying on your back, your legs spread. He climbed on top of you before he pushed up the skirt you were wearing before tugging off your panties and throwing them on the ground.

"I can't believe how wet you are just from sucking my cock," he said, lining himself up with your entrance before placing his hands on your hips.

He moved his hips forward, thrusting himself in all at once in a single, quick motion. You placed your hands on his back as he set a quick pace, giving you little time to adjust to the feeling of having him inside of you for the first time.

"Why do you feel so fucking good?" He groaned, his grip on your hips tightening as he fucked you even harder than he already had been.

You pulled him into a hungry kiss, your lips moving against his with fervor.  

"I love you. I love you so much—" You managed to get out between your moans.

"K-Kai I'm close..."

He leaned down, pressing kisses to your neck as he continued to pound into you. "Cum for me, angel." 

You arched your back, clenching around him as you came. He fucked you through your orgasm, letting you ride it out. He continued to thrust into you, and you whimpered at the overstimulation.

"Just a little longer, angel. You can do that for me, can't you?"

He continued to thrust into you until his orgasm overtook him, filling your pussy with his cum. He pulled out, watching as it leaked out of you and onto the couch.

"Did that help relieve some stress, Kai?" You asked with an exhausted smile, tired out from the events that had just occurred.

He smiled back, "Yeah... It did." 

You closed your eyes, smile still on your face as you relaxed. "I'm glad." 

You two calmed down in a satisfied silence until the realization hit him that you were both filthy and probably just ruined the couch cushions.

"C'mon, let's go take a bath before I start breaking out into hives. I'll probably need to get someone to clean the couch off, too…"

[comet-hoshicometa]

Happy New Year!

[yuumei-art]

Six Eyes on the past

Jujutsu Kaisen fanart because I always love a good doomed-by-the-narrative