#reader held hostage

[s0apysm1les]

Yandere All Might x F!Reader

So Strong

CW: Yandere themes, noncon, hero complex, obsession, kidnapping, size difference, threatening, graphic, referencing forced pregnancy

Yeah, Yeah. Try to say something about the title. The pun was pretty good.

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you couldn't even taste the air in the sharp breath you just took. You were too focused on the arm that all too easily pinned you to the floor. You were mere inches from your bed and you were almost certain that if you were to try wriggling your fingers around, they would touch your hanging bedsheets.

The arm was hard as steel and equally cold as it, but what terrified you most was that it was as long as you are tall. From the middle of its palm to the tip of its elbow was your entire height, head to crotch.

Surely he hadn't intended this position to be so... lewd... surely... But the Hero seemed to have no intention of moving any time soon as he looked down at you and attempting to stare into your darting eyes.

"What are you doing, Reader?" His deep voice made the terrified whimper stick in your throat as a heat flashed over the side of your neck. A cool wetness followed after it and it took a few seconds to realize he lad licked you.

You wrack your brain, trying to remember how he had gotten you into this position as he sunk his head into the crook of your neck.

It had been a stroke of luck for him to encounter someone with a similar quirk to the young girl Eri that you've heard him mention in passing. But just like how each person was different, so were the quirks between them. The man didn't heal the former hero or regenerate his body to how it was before the battle so much as he "peaked him". The strange phrase was what the man had coined his quirk.

It was a transformation based quirk that alters the physical form instantaneously to the peak form it had at any point in its life. Toshinori's peak would have been roughly at age 23-27 and because of that, that was what his body looked like. No gaping wound on his side, no graphic disembowelment scar and no changing to and from Small Might for him any more.

Now he sat on top of you as an impenetrable wall of muscle and virility and wanting to show you just how strong he had become again. He had asked if he could come in under the guise of talking about something or other. You can't really remember how you even knew All Might at the moment. At least, not while he had you pinned to the ground beneath him as he was quickly taking things too far.

You felt the pressure of his arm across your chest increase as he lifted his other hand from beside your head. He trailed it down your torso, following along the shape of his other arm, before fisting the fabric above your belly button. You heard the material creaking slightly before the recognizable tear of fabric filled the air.

All Might's groan and the cold grip of his fingers on your bare skin made you jump and whimper loudly. The fear in your cry seemed to anger All Might as his aroused sneer turned into a glare.

"You've got your very own hero right in front of you." He spoke slowly, lowly, "And you want to act like you're terrified of some villain... You better start showing just how good you feel when I'm with you or I'll give you a reason to be afraid."

With that being said, the cold hand on your stomach slowly trails down to slip under the seam of your pants. A hiccup escapes your mouth when you feel the tips of his fingers brushing past your mound. There's an embarrassment you feel when he tugs on some of the hairs along the side of your opening and you cover your mouth with both hands when he does it again, harsher than before. It hurt.

"Look at me" You listen to his command and watch the cold blue swirl in his eyes as he ruthlessly slides two large fingers into you. You try to hold back the groan as your body curls and you clench harshly around the intruding digits. You were embarrassingly wet, you couldn't help the thrill in your body when he held you down. You wanted to say there was no shame in that, but as he held you down... there most definitely was shame on your face as he smirked at you. One arm still over your chest while the other purposefully squelched your juices while spreading you open.

You were about to beg him for something, anything, to get him to stop when another fat digit took the breath out of you. His three fingers were probably the size of your hand and considering the fact that you've never been stretched like this before, you were full on crying from the pressure and the pain.

With tears coming down your face, you finally put your hands out with the intention to grab on to him- either for support or for a feeble attempt to stop. You had no chance of pushing him off of you as he began pumping the three fingers faster and deeper as you reacted to his fingers by bobbing under his arm like a wave.

"Don't try to stop me now, Reader." He panted as he withdrew the fingers. Your blushing, tearstained face and too-small-hands on his biceps had made him harder and harder every moment he looked down into your needy little eyes. Your sticky juices covered the front of his pants as he undid the button and zipper of his jeans.

He felt himself straining from the other side of the fabric and took a moment to press against the tent harshly, rubbing what's left on his hand onto the front of his jeans as he looked at you. His throbbing cock slipped out from the opening and wept precum as he sighed in excitement. He looked to your form behind the twitching silhouette of his 10 inch erection. The cold glare in his eyes becoming heated as he looked at you crying and wriggling under his arm.

You didn't realize how much you needed him. You didn't realize the dangers of every day life. He knew and he had to watch you walking on a tightrope every single day. But now... he was better than ever. And he would do everything he could to keep you safe and away from everyone who could harm you.

Even if that meant weighing you down or locking you up. Besides, how cute would it be to see a little blue eyed or blonde haired you walking around. A little mini me to showcase just how much he adores you... He would show you just how great that future would be, even if it killed you.

[s0apysm1les]

Yandere Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Stuck in a Small Town /Just Wants Your Attention

CW: Yandere themes, Stalking, Obsession, Abuse of Authority/Power (kinda), Reader held hostage, Implied Kidnapping, GN!Reader

No beta, just flying by my seams

After three of his six months having to monitor this small town because of a terrorist villain’s threat, Bakugou had definitely seen all that the outdated streets had to offer. Why would a villain even bother to waste the time threatening a place like this? Now, with just days before getting to return to his home in Musutafu, his views had changed completely. There wasn't anything that he needed any more than your ceaseless, unending love. Or at least your eyes only on him if he can't have that.

As his crimson eyes drilled into your unsuspecting back, he groaned in annoyance. Seriously how dense did you have to fucking be? He's been watching you for weeks now and you STILL haven't even noticed his eyes on you. Sure, you turn every now and then, but it doesn't seem to him that it's out of suspicion with the lax ways your eyes roll over your surroundings.

For the third time today, your eyes lazily strolled over the building where Bakugou was leaning in the shadow of, obscured from you by the sun behind it. You didn't notice him this time - nor any time before either. Seriously, if any other extras were looking at you the way he was, you still wouldn't be the wiser! The thought of any weak fucker in this town thinking they had a chance to pursue you enraged him and made him want to blow up anything within reach.

Who would ever dare think to take what was his? He's the number two hero, and he was going to beat that shitty nerd in first place to his rightful spot. And he was going to have you by his side when he did.

You didn't belong anywhere else after all. None of those weak pieces of shit even have the right to look at you, let alone be with you. In just the two months he's known of you, he's had to take care of more than a handful of stupid 'suitors' who thought they were better than him. Well – it's not that being weak is the reason he hates them... it’s just their attraction to you. Bakugou has been watching you long enough – and when you were ‘alone’ enough – to see you use your quirk a few times. From what his watching you had shown (and some additional help from your small town’s database of powers), you quirk was definitely on the weaker side.

He didn’t blame that on you, hell even some of his old classmates had weaker quirks in comparison to others in UA and they became full-on successful heroes. But really, talking to illustrations? What did characters in a book or doodles on a napkin even have to say?  What wasn’t made clear in the town’s records – but what you had so kindly shown him – was that you could also talk to photographs... and they always seemed so eager to talk to you. Which annoyed Bakugou. What were those stupid images saying to you? You were working as a cashier in the store a few blocks from your home and, unlike in Japan, everyone in your town drove to where they had to go – even if it was just down the street. But you didn’t have a car. So you bicycled. Bakugou liked to think that even if you had a car, you would still choose to bicycle more often than not. The look of your legs flexing as you pedaled the short distance to work did something to the angry blond. And annoyingly, so did your indifference to him. He was the residing hero of your town! ‘Who in this stupid podunk town wouldn’t like him?’ He thought to himself, ‘no one, obviously!’ No one but you.

While your initial excitement and the glimmer in your eyes at seeing him for the first time was what brought you to his attention, it was your quickly passing wonder after that that had stuck him to you. It’s not like you knew him personally so why weren’t you at least curious about him or the acts of heroism going around your town? You didn’t look anything up on the internet about him, you didn’t watch the fights on television, you didn’t do anything to draw his or any hero’s actions to your focus. At least you didn’t focus on that shitty number one nerd... that was the only thing that kept his pride from crashing so sea level.

He was real tired of you NOT caring though. It made him on the verge of going feral in the hopes that you would so much as LOOK at him with an ounce of interest in your eyes. Luckily enough... it seemed that was he hoped for just might happen tonight of all nights.

The villain that he was even here for was a self-righteous prick that thought of themselves as a god because they had some stupid environmental quirk. It was something like pulling the water from air or some shit and they went around saying that they’d flood your beachside town. He was obviously going to save your stupid town because it was his fucking job, but that Villain finally decided to live up to their threat tonight of all nights. And Bakugou watched what was happening as the villain approached and debated doing something to stop their approach to you, oblivious, distracted, unsuspecting you.

As much as he knew about you, he knew about the villain “Waterbender” just as much. Waterbender wasn’t going to kill you if he got too close. Most likely just take you as a hostage so the heroes can’t stop him from drowning everyone in your out-of-season tourist town....

But you didn’t have to know that.

Bakugou imagined how you would look at him as he held you in his arms after knocking the shit and teeth out of that water-whatever villain who would without a doubt ACT like he was definitely going to kill you. It sent an excited thrill through his body as he got ready to jump in to action once the villain had you by the arm.

Once he is your hero, you will definitely have to look at Bakugou. And when you do, he can easily find an excuse to see you again... Just to make sure you’re okay, he’d tell you. Not that he actually gave a shit about some civilian extra – of course he would add. No, but he’s just doing his job as a hero and checking up on the hostage. And hell, he’d say he wanted to make sure someone from such a ‘calm’ boring area wasn’t too affected by this attack and exchange numbers and maintain communication for a bit – just in case of something else happening. You were held hostage after all! There may be trauma. You can’t really say no to that, now can you?

He already knows your number, but you don’t know that. You don’t know a lot of what he knows about you. This just gives him a reason to unabashedly message you, get to know you, and maybe... make you need him.

Or who knows... maybe "another villain" attacks while he’s dealing with Waterbender - a secret partner that no one expected - who suddenly kidnapped Waterbender’s hostage when the plan fails…

Who knows what goes through a villain’s head? And of course, Waterbender wouldn’t snitch on his partner’s whereabouts or plans. Of course they'd act like there was no other villain! But then, Bakugou and the authorities would ask, where are you? And Bakugou, the sympathetic hero he is, would stay a month more to look for the missing woman before returning home extra secretly in his private jet.

Life is crazy in the quiet, dead towns... and besides... it’s better to be with someone who can protect you.. Rather than a small, dead town, where anything can happen and no one really thinks twice when a familiar face disappears.