HIII!!!

Listening to Last Words Of a Shooting Star by Mitski while thinking about how Shoto and Touya never got to share soba together:]

Izuku Midoriya x Yandere!S/O

Warnings: stalking, blood, swearing, middle school Bakugou and Midoriya, cannibalism, cutting, knifes and other materials.

"Come on, Y/N!" Izuku calls as he runs towards the shops, the green-haired boy looking back at you as he beams.

You smile brightly as you quickly follow your friend.

"I'm so excited!" The fourteen year old beams as he stops to wait for you. When you do catch up to him, he takes your hand to make sure you don't get lost in the big crowd.

You've always been in love with Izuku Midoriya. Always been obsessed and overprotective. For as long as you can remember, you were always by his side.

The two of you run up to the big window, Allmight posters and figures showing from the shop inside. You could see the excitment in Izuku's big green eyes as he stares at the window Allmight themed objects.

"Look! Oh wow, these look amazing, Y/N!" Izuku points to everything as he still holds your hand.

"Oi, nerd!" A familiar annoying voice says as it approaches from behind.

Izuku flinches at the voice, gripping onto your hand. "Oh no..." He mutters to himself as he turns to the ashy blonde.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be crying to your mommy?" Katsuki grins devilishly as his posse snickers behind him.

You give Katsuki and his posse a cold stare, annoyed of his attitude and personality. And his existence.

"I'm just looking at the new Allmight merch, Kacchan." Izuku says quietly, letting go of your hand incase Katsuki teases him for it later.

"Yeah? Well move out of the way, Deku. It my turn." He grins as he reaches a hand to shove Izuku aside.

You grab Katsuki's wrist, your eyes piercing him with your cold gaze. Your blood boiled in anger, and you would kill him on the spot if Izuku wasn't there with you. You don't even realize how tight your grip is until you hear a sharp crack.

Katsuki yelps as he pulls away, his wrist very much broken. Izuku's eyes widen, and he quickly takes your hand and runs off, leaving Katsuki and his posse to deal with it.

Once you two are far enough, Izuku grabs you by your shoulders. "Y/N! What were you thinking?!" He says, green eyes wide with shock and a bit of horror. "You can't just go around hurting people like that!"

The fear in his eyes breaks your heart. You look away from him, feeling a bit ashamed from his gaze.

"I'm sorry, Izuku." You say quietly. "I understand if you hate me..." You continue, your voice trembling ever so slightly. You felt a bit annoyed with Izuku. Couldn't he see that you did it for him?

Izuku takes you hands in his and looks at you with his soft green eyes. "Please look at me." He says softly. When you obey, he sighs. "I could never hate you, okay? But you need to promise me that you won't do anything like that again, okay?" He says in a soft but stern voice.

Not wanting to disappoint, you nod obediently.

You despised Katsuki Bakugou.

Every little thing that he did made your blood boil. Made you want to carve his face off and feed it back to him. Made you want to carve his heart out and hang it on your wall as a trophy.

The only reason you didn't do this, was because Izuku would be upset if he died. And making Izuku sad was something you did not want to achieve, so Katsuki's life was spared.

Until one day, you were walking down the hallway of the school when you heard a certain blonde's voice.

"You know, if you want a quirk so much than there might still be a way." He begins as you listen into the conversation.

"Pray that you'll be born with a quirk in your next life and take a swan dive off the building."

Something inside you snapped that day. You felt your blood boil. Your knuckles turned white from how hard you were clenching them.

Something had to be done.

.

Katsuki spat up blood as he clutched his wound, trying to crawl away with you. The difficult thing about that was you cut off his hands so he would be hard for him to use his quirk at all.

You had cornered him into an old tool shed out behind and abandoned house, and this would be where he died.

You stared down at him with a cold gaze, blood splats on your clothes. You dug the scissors deep into his calf, torturing him with every sharp object you could find.

Katsuki let out a cry of pain as he tried to get away. This couldn't be the end. He couldn't die like this. He wanted to do so many things, go so many places. He held onto his dreams of becoming a hero. That was his motivation to try and escape.

You took a machete, slicing and cutting away at his arms with a cold expression on your face. You couldn't hear Katsuki's pleas and cries, all you could hear was a soft ringing in your ears.

Even if you could hear him, it wouldn't change anything.

Finally, you stopped toying with him, and dug the machete through his heart.

Katsuki Bakugou died on June 12, midnight.

Well, at least, you knew he died. Everyone else just thought he went missing. To be fair, you did chop his body to bits, and cleaned up very well. Surprisingly, you'd never done this before, but you were incredibly good at it.

Poor Mitsuki and Masaru. They were obviously distraught, so much that you almost felt bad about killing Katsuki. Almost.

They missed him so much, how could you not help a bit? Maybe you could just give them one last goodbye to their son.

Mitsuki smiled softly as she ate. "Wow..." she mutters to herself after swallowing the meat.

"This is fantastic, Y/N. You'll have to give us the recipe." Masaru said, smiling softly at you. "What type of meat is this?" He asks, tilting his head to the side slightly as he takes another bite of the thick stew.

The explosive kind, you wanted to say. But instead, you just gave them your best smile and laughed softly.

"Of course! It makes me really glad that I could make you both smile." You reply, dodging the question.

Mitsuki smiles softly at you. "Thank you." She says, bowing her head slightly. "We really appreciate this."

You left that night feeling happy that you gave the Bakugou family one last taste of their son.

You didn't feel bad, in particular. He hurt Izuku, and no one was allowed to do that. Katsuki Bakugou got what he deserved, you thought.

And you were still a good person, after all. You even watched Izuku as he slept to make sure he didn't have any bad dreams.

One day, he will love you. Who wouldn't?

Do you guys ever think of prototype deku (Yamikumo)?

Cause i do. Everyday

THIS IS THE PERSON WHO SENT THE BAKUHO OLDER BROTHER THING AND I LOVE IT HEP I BURST OUT LAUGHING ENDEMIX EXEC BROOKYLN

OMG BRO ILY SO MUCH IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT

Fanfiction idea suggestion. Instead of All For One Finding him. What if it was the Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One Lady from MCU Doctor Strange who is the one who found Tomura Shigaraki first. The Ancient One trains Tomura Shigaraki into the art of magic and the wisdom of attaining peace with it. Said magic helps Tomura Shigaraki control his decay powers thanks to its healing properties. Tomura Shigaraki looks almost more human out of it. Tomura Shigaraki is trained to become the next Sorcerer Supreme Super Hero in this My Hero Academia My Cinematic Universe crossover fanfiction idea I suggest to you.

Thank you so much for suggesting this!

I think it would be very cool if I wrote this but I do prefer to like at least write a few chapters before I release a fan fiction so it may take a little bit.

But thank you anon!!

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Oh boy

Oh boy

You guys know what this means

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♡Devoured by the flames...♡

♡Toya Todoroki x Female reader♡

Male version here!!!

If anyone would like to remember what his voice sounds like here is a video I found with some of his voice lines (in English) if you would like to watch that and then read this

◇Stuff this will contain◇:Aphrodisiacs, face riding, sub!Toya x Dom!reader,

♧People under 18 shouldn't interact♧

♤Enjoy at your own risk.♤

You hate paperwork.

So many reports, so many essays. After every long misson, you had to write a report about how it went, things you encountered, anything you learned. Being a hero had its downsides, but so does everything, you suppose. No matter what you did in life, there were always pros and cons.

Sighing, you lean back on your chair, tilting your head back as you stare at the ceiling and run a hand through your hair. Its messy. You groan. Of course it is. It seems like your whole life has turned around since you became a hero. You've pretty much lost all contact with your friends, your family, anyone you had in your life before all this. And how could you? You were so busy all the time. You couldn't even make plans with someone without canceling last second because you would get called to your agency for something.

So many things were different now.

You can't help but wonder what it would be like to leave. Maybe fake your death? It was probably to early for you to retire. What if you ran away? You could change your whole identity.

You sigh, taking yout hands off of your head as you stand up from your chair. "Alright. Thirty minutes of paperwork. I can probably take a small break now." You mutter to yourself. You look out the window, your eyes widening. "Huh?! Its night! How long have I been working?!" You groan again, shutting your eyes in frustration. "Dammit." You huff.

"Coffee?" Your assistant says, placing the cup on your desk. For some reason, his voice is different. Its more low, deep, and sexy? Your assistant wears a long button down white shirt, black slacks and a face mask. The only light in the room was a dimly lit lamp you used to shine light on your reports with, so you couldn't really make out his face anyway.

You sigh, picking up the cup and taking a large sip from the cup, not caring how you looked or how you came off. "Thanks." You finally huff put after you place the now empty cup back on the desk. Your assistant places his hands on your desk, tilting his head to the right. "Looks like you had a long night, ma'am." He says in a low tone, making you raise an eyebrow.

"Yep. Just the same old stuff. Paperwork, reports, stuff like that." You say in a tired tone of voice as you plop yourself down on your office chair. Your assistant walks around the desk and over to you, sitting on the floor infront of you. "You seem stressed." He observes. "Thanks, captain obvious." You grumble out, rubbing the bridge between your nose. You suddenly feel...Hot. Horny.

You feel suddenly turned on. Hold on...

That fucker put something in your drink.

You feel as his hands grab your knees, slowly sliding his hands up to your thighs. "Would you...maybe like me to take some of that stress away?" He asks, a slight seductive tone to his voice. You grab his hands, gripping them tightly. You were a pro hero, and you weren't about to let this fucker take advantage of you.

"What the hell did you put in my drink?" You growl out, your own hands squeezing his with a death grip. He lets out a low chuckle, not seeming to mind the strength of your grip. "Nothin." He murmurs, enjoying how you get so angry and worked up over him.

Then it hits you.

Your assistant clocked out earlier today. This wasn't him. His voice belongs to someone else. You quickly rip off his face mask, throwing him to the ground and using your boot to stomp on his chest, keeping him pinned down. You grab the lamp, then shine it in his face...

"Toya." You huff, rubbing the bridge between your nose. Of course it had to be him. It always is. The man grins devilishly up at you, his bright cyan eyes filled with mischief and lust. "Took you long enough to notice." He growls out, grabbing your ankle and lifting your foot up and off of him.

He sits up, looking up at you as you sit back down onto your office chair. You groan, placing your face on your hands. He looks up and you, watching your face intensely as he spread your legs open and rests his head on your inner thigh.

"Toya, no, I don't have time to fuck you tonight." You swat his hands away, grabbing his hair and yanking his head back. The drug he gave you...damn it. The aphrodisiacs are really kicking in. During your relationship with Toya, you found out he adores being taken care of. He loves it when you praise him, degrade him, ride him or his face, or fuck him with your strap. Other times, he loves digging his face into your cunt, shoving his fingers or tongue into you.

He really gave you a whole other definition of switch.

Toya groans, shoving your legs open again. "Its just us in your agency, doll. No one would hear." He says seductively, moving his hands back onto your thighs and up towards the waistband of your pants.

You glare down at him. God dammit, he was so hard to say no to. You sigh, taking his hands off your thighs once again. "Get on the floor. You have ten minutes to make me cum, then your done. Got it?" Toya nods vigorously, a mischievous grin growing on his face. He knew it was just a matter of time before you agreed.

Toya lays down on the floor, watching you closely as you close the windows to your office. He didn't stop you. After all, he was a villain and you were a hero. There would be trouble for both of you if anyone saw. You begin to slowly rid yourself of your belt, placing it ontop of your desk and keeping it relatively close incase Toya needed to be spanked. You slip off your pants, letting them pool around your feet, then finally throw off your panties.

Toya grins devilishly, looking up at you with pure lust in his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at him. "Don't look so excited. You have ten minutes, remember?" You say, hovering your cunt over his mouth. Toya struggles to keep his hands to himself, wanting so fucking badly to grab your thighs and shove you down on his tongue.

You then finally sit down onto his face. You feel his staples graze and press against your inner thighs, poking uncomfortably. The pain is soon replaced by pleasure as Toya flicks his tongue against your clit. Toya slowly begins to lick and suck on your pussy, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles around your slit.

He can feel your body trembling against him and he knows that you're enjoying every second of this. "You taste so good," he says between licks, his voice rough between your thighs. Toya continues to lavish attention on your pussy, his tongue delving deeper and deeper inside of you.

He can feel the heat and the wetness of your arousal against his lips and it's driving him wild. "Your pussy is so sweet and soft," he moans, his tongue swirling around your clit. "I could do this all day."

You groan, biting your lip. He's too good at this. You can already feel the hot coil in your abdomen build up, and it hasn't even been five minutes. Toya continues to lick and lap at your cunt like a starved man or a thirsty dog. "Just wondering," He groans out, muffled by your pussy. "If I make you cum before the ten minutes are up, do I get to sit on your face?" Toya asks, slowly beginning to suck on your clit.

You pull and tug on his hair, needing something to hold onto. "I'll think about it..." you moan out, beginning to grind your hips onto Toya's face. As Toya continues to eat you out, he starts to fantasize about the idea of him riding your face. The thought of it makes him even more excited and he picks up the pace, his tongue moving faster and more forcefully.

Toya continues to eat you out, his tongue moving faster and harder against you. He can feel your body shaking with pleasure, and he knows that you're getting close. "That's it," he says, his breath hot against your skin. "Let go for me. I want to feel you cum on my tongue." You really never gave him permission to talk, but you don't care currently.Toya reaches up and grabs your hips, pulling you deep and closer to his face.

He's devouring you now, his tongue moving in quick, firm strokes. He can feel your body tensing up, and he knows that you're on the edge of orgasm. "Cum for me, baby," he whispers, his lips brushing against your sensitive skin. "Let me taste your pleasure. Please, i need you taste you so fucking bad..." He growls out, wanting so badly to palm his hard on, but not wanting to feel your wrath.

Toya knows that you're about to come undone, and he's ready to push you over the edge. He starts to use his fingers, slipping them inside of your pussy and curling them upwards, hitting that sweet spot that drives you wild.Your eyes shoot open, letting out a silent scream as you feel orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks.

Your juices spill out onto Toya's tongue and all over his face, and he immediately laps it up like the dog he is. He stops when you tug on his hair, signaling your done and he needs to stop. Toya helps you sit down, grabbing a few tissues to clean up your pussy. You pant slightly, closing your eyes as you relax into his touch.

Its only been nine minutes.

Toya grins cheekily as he begins to lay you down onto the ground.

"So....how about it?" He grins devilishly.

Fuck.

what if I kissed Armin

There is no post I just wanna kiss Armin

He's a ten but he loves his bestfriend more than you

He's a ten but he still hasn't fixed his daddy issues

Whys that??

I think I missed a lot-...😗