Yandere Kyoto Tech First + Second Years Reacting To Reader Trying To Leave Them

Yandere Kyoto Tech First + Second Years Reacting To Reader Trying To Leave Them

tw: captivity, gaslighting(?), yandere themes

Yuji Itadori- Oh, he’d be so utterly heartbroken, poor sweet boy. He’s so distraught, wondering what he did wrong and how he can fix it. You know he loves you right? Why do you want to leave? Isn’t he enough? He understands that you want freedom, but he can’t let you go. Not with curses lurking at every corner, not after what happened to Junpei. All he wants is to keep you safe, why can’t you understand that? He tries to reason with you, he really does try. But when you move to leave, he tightly grips your wrist and pulls you deeper into the house in which he keeps you. No matter how hard you struggle, he’s just too strong for you. Guiltily, Yuji drags you into a room, which he then locks you in. You pound on the door, screeching and yelling. And as guilty as he feels, he can’t let you out. It’s all for your own good, you’ll understand eventually.

Megumi Fushiguro- He was expecting it, to be honest. Megumi isn’t a delusional yandere. He knows that you want freedom, to live your life as you choose. And how he desperately wants to give you that, to live a normal life with you. In the beginning, he did try. But the world you live in is filled with danger and you aren’t strong enough to protect yourself, so he’ll do it for you. You pitch a fit of course. So stubborn, a trait that Megumi loves but right now doesn’t have the patience for. He quickly knocks you out before you can register what is happening. When you wake up you’re in a locked room, with no windows or any way out. It pains Megumi to do this but he won’t let you put yourself in danger.

Nobara Kuigasaki- She definitely has a lot less patience than Megumi and Yuji. She immediately starts yelling at you, demanding if you know what you’re doing. You clearly don’t if you’re trying to leave. Do you not understand how dangerous it is out there? Do you not get that you’re too weak to protect yourself? Nobara and you argue for what seems like hours, leaving you both red-faced, with tears of frustration building up in the corners of your eyes. You’re exhausted, so is she. All she wants is for you to be safe, so please, let her do protect you. And despite having less patience than both Yuuji and Megumi, she’s the only yandere who can truly get through to her darling. So you both compromise, you’ll get your freedom so long that you allow her to train and accompany you, and you’ll allow her to do so, because you really do both love each other.

Toge Inumaki- He is probably the most infuriating yandere to have. I mean he just kind of stands in front of you, completely deadpan. It’s like arguing with a wall. You can scream and shout, and beg and plead all you like, he just stares at you with the most bored expression. You’re so frustrated at the end, but you’ve exhausted yourself to the point of tears. At this point, Toge simply says stay. Even though you don’t want too, you can’t resist his cursed speech.

Maki Zenin- Similarly to Toge and Megumi, she knew this was coming and doesn’t care that it’s happening. You aren’t leaving, it’s as simple as that. You’re weak, not an ounce of strength residing in you. And you expect to be able to survive in the world? She just sighs and ends up dragging you to a locked room that’s going to be your new home for the rest of your life. Maki doesn’t care how hard you protest or how much you cry and beg. She’s not going to let you be taken from her, never.

Yandere Toga VS Yandere Villain Deku for Hero Reader

tw: yandere themes, villain!deku au, violence, reader is basically batman, mentions of bullying, quirkless discrimination, reader poisons their blood,

Villain!Deku is a shell of his former self, taking on the form of a cold, calculating ruthless man instead of the kind and timid boy he once was. Years of torment from his peers made him snap, rightfully so, he insists. He has an intense hatred for the number one hero, “Ground Zero,” his childhood friend turned bully. Even though he is quirkless, Villain!Deku is incredibly dangerous, with an abnormally high intellect, high proficiency and potency in martial arts, and a wide variety of weapons to utilize. His very name strikes fear into the hearts of others, civilians and Pro-Heroes alike.

His equal in terms of cruelty would be Toga. The psychotic young girl who adores blood. They are often paired together for missions due to Villain!Deku’s intelligence and Toga’s quirk. Villain!Deku is also one of the only people who can ‘control’ Toga, although that would be a loose term. The two have a good relationship, by villain standards anyways. For they’re twin terrors whom enjoy tormenting both Civilians and Pro-Heroes alike. However, neither of them were prepared for the day in which you would enter their lives. Ground Zero thwarted their plan that day, much to Villain!Deku’s irritation. Still, they had a chance at beating him, it was two highly skilled villains against one pro-hero, the odds were in their favour. As Villain!Deku and Ground Zero went toe-to-toe, each aided by their gear and quirk specifically, Toga went in from behind. Unexpectedly, she was blown away when a small grenade shaped in the form of a jagged black bird.

This caught Villain!Deku’s attention, allowing Ground Zero to land a blow. Toga quickly regained her sense, scanning the area for where it came from. Then you swooped down, clad in a primarily black suit, save for a bat symbol done with your favourite colour, with a cape attached and a mask with two bat years covering almost your entire face. Toga was intrigued, launching into an attack while introducing herself. You said nothing, blocking and then counterattacking. Although she put up a good fight, she was outmatched. Villain!Deku and Ground Zero seemed to be on even grounds, but neither him nor Toga were going to allow for a chance of being captured. Instead, they aimed an attack at a group of civilians who failed to flee, distracting you both and giving them the chance to escape.

When they returned, they were admonished for their failure. But neither of them paid any mind to it, being to distracted by your presence. Who were you? Where had you come from? How were you so skilled? Was your quirk enabling you to do so? Questions fluttered through Villain!Deku’s mind, while Toga mainly thought of getting to taste your blood. Despite conducting extensive research on you and your identity, all that came up was that you were an unknown masked sidekick of Ground Zero’s. Irritation filled Villain!Deku, he wanted to know something, anything about you that would’ve given him an edge over you, let him create a million different contingency plans so that he could ruin you, another precious little hero who only benefits off the suffering of others. His want grows into need as he furthers his research on you, fighting you one on one, obsessively reading every article, listening to every morsel of gossip, every rumour that spreads, yet nothing save for theories. No solid knowledge at all, he knows nothing about you, and that drives him insane.

Her colleague’s frustration increases Toga’s initial interest. How funny, she thinks, it would be if she found your identity first. Villain!Deku constantly fought with Ground Zero, leaving you for Toga. She often tried to goad you into revealing pieces of information to her. Of course she didn’t succeed but she got you to grunt and sigh, which is more than you did for Villain!Deku, who you tended to ignore. Despite your immense skill, nobody is flawless. You were bound to make a mistake once, ans it just happened to be with Toga. You left an opening, allowing her to nick you for a tiny droplet of blood. Eagerly, Toga consumed it. Ans she swears that she ascended to heaven right then and there. Your blood was the most delicious thing she had tasted, more addicting and sweeter than the sweetest drop of nectar. However, just a moment after she tasted it, Toga felt a sharp sear of pain and fell to the ground. As she spasmed, you stood tall, glancing down at her with your mask.

“Poison,” you informed her gruffly.

Although she was in intense pain, Toga felt a stab of delight. She’d gotten you to talk! Oh, you sounded just as rough and as gravely as she thought you would! Before you could apprehend her, Toga was swept away by Villain!Deku as they escaped once more. Villain!Deku was both livid and amazed that Toga had gotten you to talk. He listened to her account impatiently, showering her with questions, urging for more information once she’d healed. He was disappointed that he had not heard you himself, but oh well. After all, he knew something about you. No longer did you remain an innocuous phantom haunting him, instead you were human, a mortal being that spoke in a deep and rough tone. Yet no further information would come from you, at least not to him. You preferred to indulge Toga, grunting, sighing, and rarely offering one-worded answers in response to her pestering. Toga adored this, viewing you and her as equals, bonded by an unbreakable bond that was only made for you two, the moment she sampled your sweet blood. You were her arch-rival. Villain!Deku had Ground Zero, that insufferable prick, but she had you in all your glory.

Villain!Deku, on the other hand, despised this. He was far more intriguing than Toga, the immature school girl who raved about blood. He was an intellect, like you, he knew that Bakugo would never formulate plans as complex as the recent ones you both acted out. No, that was you. You were the one who outsmarted him, who fought like him, who knew to poison your blood while you fought Toga, who deserved him. He yearned for you, for your acknowledgment. Yet he was cast aside for Toga, the miscreant. Oh but he would not let that stop him, not when you happened to work for a blond oaf who could reveal everything Villain!Deku wanted to know. Even though he’s grown, Bakugo Katsuki maintained that same childish rage. It was easy to rile him up, get him to unknowingly reveal what Villain!Deku wanted to know. All it took was a little bit of goading. And how amusing it was to see the mighty Ground Zero quiver with rage. And what a delightful surprise it was when he finally shouted, “They’re quirkless Deku!”

Oh, what a wonderful surprise. You were a quirkless hero, something he once dared to dream about, only you did it. He laughed maniacally as you ran over to your trusted Ground Zero, who was stunned at himself. You were quirkless, like him! What a brilliant, brilliant little thing you were. If Villain!Deku didn’t want you before, he certainly did now. As he gazed around him, he knew the battle was lost, yet he won. He had won much more than he originally set out too, he’d won it all. Both Villain!Deku’s and Toga’s obsession sprang into full peak in the following days. After your boss’ reveal you distanced yourself from him, giving your admirers more time to spend with you. Toga flirted, teased, pricked and prodded at you in a bid to gain your attention. Villain!Deku, on the other hand, laid out various traps and tricks in attempt to impress you via his intelligence. Yet despite their best attempts, neither could get the attention they vied for.

Unable to capture your attention, they aimed to capture you literally. Villain!Deku compiled all of his knowledge of you, formulating a plan to finally foil you once and for all. Unfortunately for him, Toga caught wind of the plan. If anyone was going to capture you, it would be her. When the time came to enact his plan, Villain!Deku had almost succeeded, almost had you in his grasp. That was until Toga came in, giving you the chance to escape which you took gladly. Fuming, Villain!Deku flew at her in a rage, breaking out of his cold persona. How dare she do this, how dare she stop him from fully having you! They fought viciously until other pro-heroes came. Then, both disappeared, leaving behind ruins and a blossoming, bloody rivalry. Their rivalry is extremely intense. Each one sabotaging the other’s plan, resulting in more altercations, which seem to get progressively bloodier each time. You caught on to this rivalry and began manipulating it to your advantage, milking information out of one or the other. Even without the sabotage, they wouldn’t have caught you as you grew more elusive, more smart, which drove both even more insane. Perhaps they could’ve caught you had they worked together from the start, but alas, you have already made multiple different contingency plans in case of that happening. Although it never would, since neither are willing to share.

Hi ho nixo! [ignore that if its weird]

Anyway, Hru? I'm kinda caught up w/ school so I couldn't really reread your content aha,

I hope ur doing good and well, see ya next time!

-《◇》 Diana

Thanks for checking in, and I might just have people always great me with hi ho nixo now. And same goes for me, my first year of University and everything’s been so stressful, so to all my followers wondering where the hell I’ve been, well that’s your answer.

Anyways, since I’m using this as a little announcement post as well, I will be releasing more content and opening requests soon, I promise. Thank you all for your continual support and patience!

Hi I just wanna say that I really enjoyed reading Yandere Toga VS Yandere Villain Deku for Hero Reader it give me the chills and I love every second of it

This is late, but thank you so much. I really loved writing it and would definitely be open to expanding on that idea.

May I make a request for Muichiro?

General Yandere Muichiro Headcanons

a/n: reader is the same age as Muichiro in this, can be read as platonic or romantic

tw: yandere themes, overprotective behaviour, potential spoilers for Muichiro’s backstory

•Muichiro, despite his young age, has many impressive feats. Being the youngest member of the Hashira has gained him notoriety— though most of his notoriety stems from his apathy.

•His blunt and air-headed nature often scares people off. He doesn’t mind or care. But then, there was you. A seemingly constance in his life. Originally, Muichiro didn’t care for or about you. Especially when you were so beneath him. You were a lowly Kanoe while he was a Hashira. Regardless, you seemed determined to remain by his side and he didn’t care enough to stop you.

•Eventually, he becomes accustomed to your prescription in his life. You’re something to remember- something Muichiro lacks. While his demeanour doesn’t change outright, there are subtle differences that indicate his attachment to you. He acts more considerate towards you than others and tolerates your behaviour that he wouldn’t tolerate from anyone else.

•His feelings become more obvious after he regains his memories. Once he remembers the loss of his parents and brothers, Muichiro develops overly protective tendencies. The loss of his family burns fresh through his memory and influences his treatment of you. He doesn’t want to even imagine losing you. Also, similar to his treatment of Tanjiro, Muichiro openly begins to display his affection and bias towards you.

•Overall, Muichiro is a very lax yandere. He isn’t doesn’t meddle with your daily life or your relationships with other. He also doesn’t limit your freedom, at least until he regains his memories. Even then, Muichiro only really prevents you from going on really dangerous missions, or will accompany you if you do go.

Addiction- Yandere Mafia Boss Sukuna x Reader

an: I do not condone this behaviour, this is purely fiction. Do not interact if you do not like it, or can’t stomach it.

tw: dark themes, yandere, mafia au, violence, possessive behaviour, toxic relationships, kidnapping, branding, captivity

Sukuna is a selfish man. He’s a self-absorbed, egotistical bastard. The devil himself, a wretch of a man who is ruthless in everything he does. His cruel touch has cursed the lives of many; killings and tortures all done in his name, by his order. Sukuna does as pleases, indulging in his greed. Yet he still yearns for more. He possesses a desire that will never be sated. There had been kindness within him, once. A different time; when the world had not exposed its evil to him. That warmth was extinguished with his mother’s dying breath, and there lay no hope of reviving it. Until he met you.

A puny thing really, compared to the low-levelled goon of his that was currently harassing you. Such a classless act being committed outside one his preferred establishments, it was irritating. He didn’t intend to save you; more so punish the lackey for his annoyance. You were a pathetic, pitiful, cornered creature, not worth any attention. Then, out of nowhere, you kicked him straight in the nuts. Sukuna was simultaneously surprised, impressed, and amused. Before the goon could actually harm you, Sukuna stepped in and knocked him out. You were shaking from shock and terror. However, when you looked up at him, there was no fear eyes, only gratitude. Perhaps that was the reason he played a gentle saviour. A reward, he decided, for the entertainment you provided. Escorting you to your car and watching you drive off in the old rusted thing should have been the end of the whole affair, but it wasn’t. You lingered in the back of Sukuna’s mind for days. You plagued his thoughts, haunting him. His interest evolved into a nagging curiosity, and regardless of how he tried to resist it, the urge to know more about you won out; and down the rabbit hole he fell.

It began with the discovery of your name. It was all Sukuna needed to know, the name of the person he’d saved, the name of the person who tormented his mind. Yet it was not enough. He had to know more. He uncovered every bit of your being, leaving nothing unknown; your address, your number, your favourite foods and activities, your deepest secrets, all known to Sukuna. The more he knew, the more the obsession grew. You were perfection incarnate. Something, someone, truly divine that had graced the world with their presence. He desired to possess that divinity, to possess you. You didn’t deserve him, not at all. Sukuna was a depraved being, unworthy of even being near you. Alas, fate was cruel, and Sukuna even crueler. He had to have you, and would do anything in pursuit of you. You lived in the seediest part of time, he reasoned, in a shabby apartment that you could barely afford. You needed him to keep you safe and protected, you needed to be saved. He had his most trusted men tail you while he prepared the most luxurious room for you; you deserved only the best after all. It took time, yet Sukuna pieced together a flawless plan. Soon you would be with him, where you belonged. And how he couldn’t wait for that day to come.

As time marched on slowly, Sukuna became increasingly impatient; the anticipation of your arrival into his arms was overwhelming. Once the day arrived he became more agitated than usual. He had yearned for this day, for you, and soon he would have you. Sukuna was halfway through a meeting when his phone buzzed. The moment he glanced down and the read the message he’d received, Sukuna swiftly exited the meet room, ignoring the shock of his underlings. You had been safely delivered to his estate, your new home. Sukuna sped home in his car, anticipation building up and threatening to boil over. When he finally arrived Sukuna rushed through the door, up the grand staircase, and navigated through the extensive maze of corridors to your designated room. Taking a baited breath, he carefully opened the door and set his eyes upon you.

There you lie, his darling, his beloved, the only thing that could ever invoke such weakness from him— and you were here, lying right in front of him. You were peacefully dozing off. Sukuna stayed by your side for who knows how long, watching the soft rise and fall of your chest. Then, your eyes twitched, fluttering open. You awoke disgruntled, initial confusion turning into panic at the realization that you weren’t in your apartment. Sukuna watched you for a moment, before deciding to grab your attention.

“So you’ve finally awaken, hm?” He hummed, watching as you slowly turn towards him. Your expression was akin to a frightened doe. Slowly, the gears turned in your head and you gaped in recognition, “You! Did you do this to me?!”

“As in returning you to where you belong? Yes, I did.” He replied neutrally.

“What the hell are you talking about,” you snarled. “Quite,” he ordered, dropping his neutral tone for a more menacing one. “You’re mine, I saved you didn’t I? You should repay the favour.” “Let me go!” You cry, struggling with all your might. “Please,” you beg as you finally break, beginning to sob. “Enough, there’s no need for that. As long as you behave, you’ll be rewarded.”

With that, Sukuna stalked out the room. He knew it would take time for you to adjust, after all anyone would react poorly to such sudden change. All Sukuna could do was wait, and he’d done so before. He wanted to own you not only in body, but in mind and soul as well. He yearned for a normal relationship with you— well, as normal as a relationship with him can be. So, he remained patient, albeit with much difficulty. Sukuna loves you so much and he knows, he knows, he must be understanding of your feelings, yet he cannot impede his desire for you, for your warmth and kindness, for everything and anything but the fear you display. He wants for you to not cower when you see him. He wants for you to tremble nervously. He wants you to not look at him with the terror and hatred that others do. Sukuna wants— no he needs you to love him as he loves you, to devote yourself to him as he’s done for you. And he will do anything to attain that, even it requires him to wait forever.

Then again, perhaps that patient leniency is what lead to this situation in the first place, Sukuna muses to himself. You kneel in front of tears pooling at your eyes, false apologies spilling out of your lips. His indulgence of you had lead to your attempt to leave him, to abandon him just as everyone else had. Perhaps you weren’t an angel then, rather you were a demon; a sultry temptress sent to corrupt him further, to ensnare him in your web of lies and devour him whole. Well, you’d succeeded. He’d gone soft for you, for his precious, sweet thing. But now you’d revealed your true nature. You did not need his protecting, no you needed him to correct you. He would purify you, lead you into the light, into his light. Yes, he was your saviour and this was all done for you, for your betterment. Sukuna feels a twisted pleasure blossoming in his heart, your “corrections” would begin now.

“Please Sukuna, please. I’m sorry, I really am so sorry,” you plead, sniffling and hiccuping slightly, “I won’t do it again, I swear!”

Sukuna looks down at you, smiling unnervingly. Gently, he kneels, reaching down to wipe the tears from your right eye, and coos down at you, “Don’t worry, my love. I won’t hurt you. How could I? I love you more than life itself. I cherish you more than anything in this world.” You nod tentatively, lulled by his low and kind tone and sweet words. “But, you’ve been thoroughly ungrateful. Behaving so poorly, and now this. I don’t blame you, of course. It’s my fault after all. I failed to teach you properly, so now I must rectify this mistake. This will merely be a small lesson my love, done for your sake, not mine.”

With that, Sukuna stood up. He towers above you, like a god, your god. You stopped crying, the tears sticking to your face, making your cheeks ans eyes red, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. You look adorable like this, thought Sukuna, still smiling. His smile grew almost sadistic as he gestured towards his men. You furrowed your brows in confusion, most liking wondering what he meant by “lesson.” Your eyes dart around the room, trying to comprehend what was happening. Then, you spot it; a branding iron. You shriek, attempting to run but a few muscular guards hold you down. You thrash around wildly, begging and screaming. A scene truly oscar worthy in Sukuna’s opinion, though it didn’t invoke any pity from the guards. Finally, you turn to him.

“Sukuna don’t! Please, I beg of you! I’ll behave, I promise. I’ve learned my lesson I swear! I only need you, I only love you!” You screech, pleadingly. Sukuna hums, unaffected by your display. He rips off the section of your shirt covering your lower back. He traces some letters onto the bare skin. Reaching out his arm to receive the branding iron, he tuts, “Ah, but darling, how could you have learned a lesson that I am yet too teach? You must not lie, although we shall save that lesson for another time. Today’s lesson is on who you belong too: me.”

Carefully, Sukuna lined the branding iron up perfectly. And then he brought it down on you. You let out a blood-curdling scream, howling and writhing in pain as your skin sizzled delightfully. Sukuna held it place for a good few seconds before removing it. Grinning, he read and reread the “property of Sukuna” that had been burned into your skin. Proof of his ownership over you that was permanently imprinted into your skin. You continued to wriggle and sob from the searing pain. This, Sukuna thought in full confidence, was a lesson that neither of you would forget. Sighing contently, he rang a bell, summoning your personal servants, or babysitters.

“Allow the brand to fully set in. Do not cause additional pain, but do not relieve the current pain they’re feeling either. Disobey and you will be severely punished, understood?” He ordered, darkly. The maids nodded and carefully carried you out the room. Sukuna turned around, glaring sharply, “Well then, out! All of you!”

His men scrambled out of the room, unwilling to fave their boss’s wrath should they disobey. Alone, Sukuna poured himself a whiskey and relished in the pleasure he received from your “lesson.” He needed to own you, to have you. To be the only one who could love you, who could hurt you; it would be him and him alone. It was not love he felt, it was an addiction, to you. An addiction that he must feed, Sukuna mused as he thought about more “lesson” plans. After all, he had promised to teach you about the wrongs of lying.