Which Greek Mythology Deity Is Your Fav? I Personally Like Artemis And Hestia Since Both Are One Of The

Yandere Deity - Altar

tw: yandere behaviour, possessive/obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, diety uses he/him pronouns, gaslighting, yandere using his abilities to mess with reader’s perception of reality

“Haven’t you come to worship at my altar?”

•A lone Deity part of a forgotten pantheon, lost to the sands of time. What once was a bountiful temple; filled with offerings and gifts of fruits, meats, candles, with sounds of prayers and hymns of worship ringing through the halls, people streaming in to sing his praise, is now nothing but an empty ruin.

•He’s so very lonely. Nary a person has come to visit him in centuries. Years pass by and he has nothing, no one. Until you. A fateful eve when you happen upon the temple. Hidden away in the heart of a lush jungle, you, an archaeologist, find your El Dorado, your city of gold. You’d long since heard tales of a lost civilization, an Atlantis on land. Yet, here the remnants lay in front of your eyes.

•At the heart of the ruins lays a temple, grand and golden. Although time has chipped away at its’ grandeur, it’s still glorious, in your opinion. It’s a testament to humanity’s evolution. You don’t notice him though, no one does. But he’s noticed you. Nosy little thing, aren’t you? Impudent, little mortal wretch. He ought to kill you for your audacity. Daring to defile his sacred temple, you deserve nothing but the most painful end,

•But, you’re not actually defiling it, are you? You’re so respectful, treating every artifact as though it were the Holy Grail. You revere his temple, it’s a wonder, a marvel to you. It, you treatment, you reverence— you make him feel something new, something foreign. The attention you give him is intoxicating. He’s been forgotten, left behind. Yet, you’re here now. And he isn’t going to let you go.

•So, when a series of natural disasters occurs and suddenly your team is halved, some leaving after the first incident, others meeting fates you don’t want to recall. The others are slowly losing hope, they’ve lost friends, money, time to your passion project. This is your life’s work, you can’t just give up, can you? You don’t want to. You really don’t. But you’re smart enough to know when to cut your losses.

•Then, another freak accident hits. This time is more devastating. Nobody escaped unscathed, nobody escapes at all. Nobody is except for you. You slip in and out of consciousness. One moment, you’re in the rubble amongst your dead coworkers and friends, and suddenly you’re in a bed, soft and warm. You’re delirious, unable to actually make out anything. But you’re certain there’s someone taking care of you. A man. A beautiful man, something, someone, divine. His touch is soft and gentle. Caring even. He placates you with sweet platitudes you can’t quite comprehend in this state, but the smooth baritone of his voice makes your heart soar.

•When you fully regain consciousness, you’re able to see your surroundings. You’re in a room filled with luxury. Ornate decor, golden furniture, the whole nine yards. It’s impressive, if not a little, a lot, off-putting. How did you get here? Who was the man taking care of you? Thousands of questions and thoughts flood your mind. It’s interrupted by him, the man.

“You’re finally awake. How are you feeling?”

•You blink in confusion. It’s—he’s— everything is too much. Too overwhelming. He chuckles, it’s a rich sound that sends shivers down your spine. He reassures you, slowly and gently placing a strong hand of on your shoulder. There’s something commanding in his soft tone, something compelling you to swallow the lump in your throat and obey. He laughs again and you blush.

•He introduces himself as the one who’s been taking care of you. Doesn’t offer you any explanation as to why, but you ought to be grateful. After all, you could have been left out to die. He offers you food and water. You eat like a man starved and drink the water as though it were the sweetest ambrosia. He offers to let you stay here— where is here?— with him.

“You may leave whenever you decide to leave.”

•He promises, even escorts you out of the room, down halls that moves and shift, and spin around. You’re dizzy, delirious, unable to care for yourself. He carries you back to the room. How embarrassing. Your apologies when you regain your composure are shrugged off. It’s fine, he insists. You’re sick, vulnerable. He reiterates his offer, stay until you get better— you could’ve sworn he said stay forever— and are able to fend for yourself. You nod your head in agreement. It’s the logical choice, really. You’d probably die on your own.

•He smiles a brilliant smile at you, swears he’ll care for you diligently. And he has been, hasn’t he? You’re beginning to trust him, have faith— why?— in him. He stays true to his word. Working tirelessly to care for not only your body but your mind as well. Sleepless nights are spent with him by your side, telling you folktales and myths, singing soft lullabies to lull you to sleep, or even merely conversing with you. Days are spent improving your health. He feeds you by hand sometimes when you are too weak to do it yourself. When your health shows signs of improvement, you both go on walks, exploring the extensive gardens and many palace— temple, building, you’re not sure where you are— halls.

•He gifts you with many things too. Soft silk robes, shining jewels, ancient tomes and books, everything you desire you’re given. It’s not your fault, really, that you start to love him— do you?— especially not when’s he’s so kind. So handsome, beautiful really. He looks inhuman, like something divine. He’s attentive and nurturing. Your own prince charming. Your feelings grow as time progresses— how long has it been, you need to leave— until you can’t contain it.

•One day, as he presses a warm cloth to your forehead, you notice just how close he is. How he’s just out of touch. You greedily drink it in, unconsciously inching closer until your lips are pressed against his. The kiss is soft, chaste and you immediately pull away. Your stammering and feeble apologies are interrupted by his hand cupping your cheek. He leans in, your heart thumping in your chest, and kisses you again. This time, you don’t pull away.

•He, your lover, your heart loves you too. It’s surreal— too surreal— and your days spent together become all the more special. You’re utterly content with him, he’s become the air you breathe, the light of your life, you’re everything. It’s only natural for you to become consumed by him. By your life with your beloved— to forget you ever had a life before— spending eternity forever in his arms.

“We only have until forever, love.”

Yandere Platonic bakudaku x reader could it be fantasy au please ,maybe reader found them all beaten up after the boys were fighting goblins ( or their could have saved her/them from the goblins) and they all travels together only for them to prevent the reader from dating anyone?

Yandere BakuDeku Fanatasy AU

tw: Yandere Themes, Suggested Orphan Reader, Protectiveness, Obsession, Violence

You had been travelling with your companions for nearly two years now. Katsuki Bakugo was a strong warrior and his partner, Izuku Midoriya, or Deku as he was more commonly known, was a skilled alchemist. You don’t know what string of fate lead you all together, since your meeting was completely coincidental. Although it mostly was because of your foolish actions- something you prefer not to think about.

You’ve always been a free-spirited child, running amok and causing chaos wherever you took up residence. That chaos often lead to you being kicked out of the villages and towns that took you in, leaving you to fend for yourself. The day you met Bakugo and Deku, you had been journeying through a forest in search of another place that would take pity upon you. You were frolicking along the path in the forest which was cleared for travellers. That was until something caught your eye.

It was a lovely flower sitting just past the side of the path. The flower was so pretty and you wanted to see it up close. You bit your lip lightly dur to your apprehension. You’d heard the cautionary tales told by travelling merchants and adventurers, warning not to venture into the forest. You decided it couldn’t be that bad-it lay merely a few feet ahead. Humming, you went to inspect the flower and plucked it. You would have turned around to leave but then you saw another flower which looked even prettier a few feet ahead. You pondered whether to return to the path or not. The flower was gorgeous and you could still see the path. So you decided to venture a little bit deeper into the forest to pick that one as well.

You saw yet another flower more striking than the previous, and after considering less carefully this time around, opted to go pick it. It became a pattern as you threw caution aside and happily ventured deeper and deeper into the forest. As the sun begins to set, you finally decide to return. However, you’ve gone too deep into the forest and you have absolutely no clue which way you came from. You gulp nervously. What creatures and monsters lurked and prowled in the cover of the night?

Your question would be answered when you saw a hoard of little impish creatures- goblins. Long pointed ears and equally pointed teeth. Short, green bodies with disgusting boils all along their rough skin. They howled at you, although it really was more of a shriek. You screamed out if fear and ran as fast as you could through the forest. You didn’t know where you were running too, but you couldn’t care less. All that mattered was escaping those horrid little beasts. Then, you tripped over a root you hadn’t seen. You hissed in pain, clutching your foot. The goblins caught up to you, much to your horror. You scuttled away into a thick tree, ignoring the intense pain. You let out a pained whimper and squeezed your eyes shut. Suddenly there was a yell, and flashes of colour that dizzied you. You were too exhausted and shocked to comprehend what wad happening. All you could make out was someone coming up to you before the world faded to darkness.

You groaned as you awoke, a bright light shone brightly. You blinked to adjust yourself to the light. Once you finally adjusted your vision, you furrowed your brows in confusion. were in a room, a nice one at that. The light was from the window on your right, the sun had risen already. Did that mean it was midday? You put aside your musings as you awed at the room itself. The room was the finest you’ve ever been in, for you’d never amassed enough money to stay in an upperclass inn. The bedding was soft and warm. You took a moment to enjoy the small luxury before snapping back to reality. How did you end up here? What happened to the goblins?

“You’re up!” someone exclaimed as they opened the door. You tensed slightly and they put their hands up to reassure you. “Ah, I’m sorry you must be surprised. My name is Izuku but everyone calls me Deku.”

“Oh, okay Mr. Deku, I’m alright. Did you bring me here?” You asked relaxing.

“Mmhmm, my partner Kacchan and I heard your scream. We ran to find you and those goblins. You fainted after we found you so we brought you to the inn.” said Deku, “What was a kid doing out there anyways?”

“Well I was walking along the forest path and then I saw this really pretty flower that was just a bit off the path.I know you’re not supposed to wander off but it was really close! So I went to go pick it. Then I saw an even prettier flower and I went to go pick that flower. The deeper I went, the more beautiful the flowers were and I didn’t notice until the sun began to set. That’s when the goblins attacked me and I ran.” You recounted.

Deku couldn’t help but laugh. Honestly you were so adorably naïve! You’d pranced into a forest known to be filled with dangerous monsters to pick flowers. You blushed furiously and pouted at him but that only caused Deku to laugh more. As your face reddened with childish anger and embarrassment, Deku ceased his laughter and apologized to you, an apology you barely accepted. Your stomach growled with hunger and you became flustered once again. Deku smiled gently and offered you to join him for lunch. An offer you eagerly accepted. You made your way to the dining hall of the inn, a warm and jovial place, filled with the scent of warm food and booze.

“Hey, so the kid finally woke up, huh.” Spoke a gruff voice which caused you to squeak.

“Kacchan! Be more gentle,” Deku admonished.

Bakugo huffed before glancing at you. You really were small and weak. Why you would ever go into that forsaken forest was beyond him. Well it didn’t really matter because he was just going to drop you off at the orphanage here. Nursing his ale, Bakugo watched Deku fuss over you. Honestly, what did he think he was doing? Deku had tried to convince him to take you with them, but Bakugo couldn’t do that. You were to fragile to travel alongside them, you would only be a hindrance. That was something Deku couldn’t- or refused to see.

However that plan came to a halt when the orphanage told him that they simply just didn’t have the room or the funds to take in another child. Frustrated, Bakugo was told that they next town over had a good orphanage. Bakugo groaned while a wide grin enveloped Deku’s face, you were going to stay with them for a little while longer it seems. You were excited of course. I mean they were adventurers! You were practically going on a quest. Bakugo shut that dream down quickly, letting out too many some ground rules. You became crestfallen until Deku distracted you with some basic alchemical creations. Deku glared at his partner but Bakugo remained unmoved. They would drop you off at the next town over and be done with you.

But alas, fate didn’t seem to share the same idea. As you traveled with them, you grew on them, more specifically Bakugo. You were just so happy and energetic. Your smile put the sun to shame, it was that bright. You truly fit in to the little family that Bakugo had made with Deku, but it was finally complete. Bakugo was raised with the barbarian traditions. Barbarians treasure their children, never abandoning them. So with Deku so insistent, and in accordance with barbarian traditions, he couldn’t leave you at the orphanage. Once you all arrived at the town, you and Deku didn’t part tearfully. Instead, Bakugo told you both that you were just here to pick up supplies, leaving you and Deku overjoyed.

You’ve travelled with them ever since. You’ve learned everything they could teach you, and even taught yourself some skills. Bakugo and Deku have watched you grow and they couldn’t be prouder. Recently, you’ve all stopped at a quant village. More notable than anything else in the village, is the charming farmhand that resides there. The adorable freckles dotting their face and their playful smile that makes your heart flutter. At first, it was passing glances which evolved into fleeting touches. But soon it became a relationship, one that you were keeping secret.

Now, Bakugo and Deku aren’t idiots, they can tell something is off with you. And when they find out about your relationship, Bakugo is livid. He wants to end the farmhands miserable life right then and there. Deku, on the other hand, knows how heartbroken you’d be if they ripped you two apart. Your heart may have to be broken, but who says it has to be them who break it? With a little threatening and a few minor injuries, the farmhand finally understands that they’re unworthy of you.

And when they finally do break up with you, you’re utterly devastated. When Deku and Bakugo find you sobbing, they immediately comfort you. Deku reassures you and asks you what’s wrong. You tell them everything, apologizing for keeping it a secret. Deku hushes you, while Bakugo, in a low murmur, asks for a name.

Don’t worry, they’ll always be there for you. Always.

the villain deku and toga x hero reader was so good! small question, are deku and toga like the joker reader’s batman?

Firstly, thank you! Secondly, they do function similarly to the Joker in being obsessed with you/having your attention like the Joker is with Batman. However, I wrote Villain!Deku to be more similar to the Riddler, depending on the interpretation, the one I’m basing him off is the intellectual man, who’s ruthless in a calculated way instead of a chaotic way like the Joker. Toga is closer though as she’s based off full-blown villain Harley

You write really well! I have a question thoughts on platonic yandere nighteye as your dad?

Thank you for the compliment! I’m thrilled that you like my content and find it well-written.

As for yandad Nighteye, I think he’s definitely one of the more controlling yanderes in the BNHA-verse. He keeps tabs on you at all times, he has the resources to do so. Not to mention his quirk granting him the gift of foresight which he constantly uses on you. Even though he is strict, yandad Nighteye has a soft spot for you. You’re his pride and joy. Pictures of you and your accomplishments, drawings, trophies, medals, ribbons, crudely made macaroni art— you name it, ha hangs them up in his office, sweltering with pride when he looks at them. Nighteye also has quite a bit of money, so he does gift you expensive things often.

Included in the yandad Nighteye pack comes yandere grandpa or maybe uncle All Might. Either way, the symbol of peace adores you, constantly spoiling you with gifts and giving you piggyback rides to show his affection. Eventually, when they part ways, yandad Nighteye tries to block All Might from keeping contact with you, afraid for both him and how his destruction would devastate you. Try as he might, nothing will stand in All Might’s way in terms of you.

Fandom List

Fandoms:

-Demon Slayer

-My Hero Academia

-Black Butler

-Attack on Titan

-Fairy Tail

-Blue Exorcist

-Naruto

-Death Note

-Haikyuu

-Inuyasha

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-DC Comics

-DC Animated Universe

-Young Justice

-Marvel Comics

-Marvel Cinematic Universe

-Greek Mythology

-Game of Thrones/ASOIAF

-Bleach

-Resident Evil

-Studio Ghibli Films

-Lord of The Rings/The Hobbit

-The Boys

-Vampire Diaries & Related Fandoms(Books and shows)

-Percy Jackson Series

-The Umbrella Academy

-Otome Isekai Manhwas (e.g WMMAP)

Your stuff is ✨️beautiful✨️

Ty 😍😍

Masterlist

Jujustu Kaisen:

Yandere Mafia Boss Sukuna

Yandere Platonic Sukuna

Addiction - Yandere Mafia Boss Sukuna

Yandere First/Second Years: Trying to Escape

BNHA/MHA:

Yandere Platonic Fantasy BakuDeku

Yandere Villain Deku + Toga x Vigilante Reader

Difference between platonic + romantic yanderes Aizawa + Deku ask

Marvel:

Yandere Miguel O'Hara - Platonic + Romantic

Yandere Romantic Namor

KNY/Demon Slayer:

Yandere Platonic Tengen + His Wives

Yandere Platonic Douma

Yandere Platonic Kamado Siblings

General Yandere Muichirou

Miscellaneous:

Altar - Yandere Diety

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.

Yandere Platonic Ryukyu with Quirkless Child Reader

a/n: for @k1ngm1nt

tw: yandere themes, child neglect, child abuse, reader is like seven, canon-typical quirk-based discrimination and mistreatment, bullying, social services, maybe a little ooc

•As long as you’ve been alive you’ve dreamed of being a hero. You’d always play games of heroes and villains with your friends, pretending to have powerful quirks. But all of your dreams were shattered when you were told you were quirkless. You were devastated, as were your parents. They tried everything they could to “cure” you of your supposed disease. Yet all your parents accomplished was furthering your newly found self-loathing. Eventually, as a year or two passed, your parents gave up, not only on trying to manifest your quirk but on you as well. You were miserable, living with neglectful parents and constantly being bullied about your quirklessness.

•However, you found solace in heroes, watching their courageous exploits. In particular, the dragoon hero, Ryukyu, also known as Ryuko Tatsuma. She was your absolute favourite hero, you thought her quirk was amazing. But you would never be like her, or any hero, whispered a cruel voice in your head every time you felt an ounce of joy, forgetting your plight. And every time, you would be reduced to tears that everyone would either make fun of you for or ignore you with disdain in their hearts. Your situation made you become a mature child, handling things on your own. You knew that everyone regarded you as a burden, but you wanted to prove them wrong.

•Then one day, while you were walking home by yourself, a villain attacked. People were scattering in all directions, pushing and shoving in their desperation to find safety. Nobody paid mind to you as you were trampled over, then shoved into the reach of the villain. The villain noticed you immediately, and grabbed you. Cackling madly, he gleefully said that you’d be the first to go. Tears welled up in your eyes, but then a large dragon-shaped creature emerged, Ryukyu! You gasped in amazement, forgetting your fear. The villain stupidly let you go, opting for a greater kill of a Pro-Hero. You watched excitedly as your favourite hero took down the villain. Immediately after she won, people clapped and cheered for their saviour. However, she didn’t pay any attention to them, Ryuko’s mind was more occupied with the little child trembling.

•Ryuko made her way over to you, asking if you were okay. Still stunned silent, you nodded as a smile grew on your face. Ryuko felt her heartstrings being tugged. You were such a sweet and adorable child. Yet something felt off, not you but your situation. Where were your family? Usually someone related to a child would come running up, frantically searching for them. But nobody had come for you. Concerned, she inquired where your family was. Then, Ryuko saw your face fall as you explained that your mom and dad didn’t like you anymore because you didn’t have a quirk.

•Feeling her heart drop, Ryuko decided that she couldn’t stand by idly as you suffered. She walked you home, shocking your parents when they saw the pro-hero at their door. Ryuko calmly greeted them, although rage was boiling inside her. Your parents made fools of themselves stammering and trying to act as though you’d been missing. Ryuko maintained a polite smile throughout their entire performance. When they finished, she bid you goodbye. A small sense of amusement and fondness formed in her chest seeing your wide grin as you waved bye. Immediately after your house was out of sight, Ryuko made a quick call to one of her contacts in social services. Relief swelled-up inside her after she was finished, you would be safe soon.

•However, Ryuko’s work wasn’t done yet. She had to be sure you’d be alright until your parents were arrested. She came to pick you up after school, surprising both you and the kids that bullied you. They immediately ran up to her, starting to ask questions and squeal praises as your teacher tried to calm everyone. Ryuko shocked them further when she announced she was here for you. Gently, she outstretched your hand which you happily took. This started a routine of her dropping you off and picking you up from school. Your parents let her do as she pleased because they thought you were finally worth something now that’d you made friends with the pro-hero. You loved spending time with your favourite hero, Ryuko allowed you to be informal with her and took you on fun outings like to an amusement park or restaurant. Sometimes there would be someone who asked questions about your parents, but Ryuko always took you out for a movie after so it was fine.

•Soon, a case was built against your parents and finally, it was the time to act. Your parents were arrested and charged, while you were thrown into confusion, sobbing for them. Ryuko pitied your sadness but this was for the better. Still, you would go into foster care which could be just as bad, of not worse. Ryuko couldn’t condemn you to that, not after you’d been through. So, she decided to adopt you. She could do it quite easily as a high ranking pro-hero with a good reputation. And so it was done, you became her child. You were hesitant at first, but you quickly, and quite happily, accepted her as your new mother. The kids at school stopped picking on you and your teachers started behaving more formally. After all, you were the child of a pro-hero, Ryuko’s child and you would live a life filled with happiness, Ryuko swears it.

YANDERE PLATONIC TENGEN AND HIS WIVES TW: Yandere, Possessive Behaviour, Injuries, Mild Gore(?), Violence

You probably drew Tengen’s attention first and foremost. How? You’re not entirely sure, all you know is that you were going about your day when the massive, flamboyant Sound Hashira crashed into your life.

You were awestruck, I mean how couldn’t you be? You’ve just barely reached the rank of Kanato, and before you stands a Hashira, one of the strongest members the corps!

Tengen doesn’t understand his feelings right away, denying his new-found obsession for you. He only insists on you going with you on every mission, spending every single minute possible with you because of how flamboyant you are.

But his jealousy flares every time you gush about Rengoku’s strength, or Shinobu’s intelligence.

He’s the one who recognized your flamboyant potential. He’s the one who improved your swordsmanship skills. He’s the one who raised you to the rank of Hinoe with just two months of training.

Still unable to recognize his growing obsession with you, he finds the solution to all his problems, you can just become his Tsukago! His and his alone. And of course, you’re elated. Not just because of the promotion, but rather because Tengen thinks you’re worthy enough to become his successor.

And obviously, as his only successor, you should meet his wives. Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru all adore you. You’re just the sweetest thing, aren’t you? All flustered with the attention they’re giving you. So humble too! Adamantly denying your skills. You got to where you are because of Tengen, only because of his training were you ae to accomplish all that you have.

Tengen’s heart swells with pride watching you with his family, you and his family. It is perfect and flamboyant, because you are with him and you are safe until suddenly you aren’t. Until suddenly you’re on your first mission together as his Tsukago, and it’s harder than anything you’ve ever faced.

It’s perfect until one of the many demons that swarm you endlessly manages to land a hit. And suddenly, you’re in his arms bleeding. There’s so much blood, your blood. He gently cradles your body in his arms, trembling with anger at your pitiful form. In a blind fit of rage, Tengen slaughtered the remaining demons.

He angrily demanded the Kakushi to give you the best treatment possible, as your breathing became slower and steadier.

Tengen has Shinobu treat you, and he remains by your side along with his wives until you finally regain consciousness. Immediately, everyone sprang to action, Suma began sobbing tears of joy, Makio shouts alternate between demanding for a doctor and questioning your condition frantically, Hinatsuru attempts to soothe you, reaching to place a placating hand on your shoulder.

All of this overwhelms you, which is noticed by Tengen, who orders his wives out of the hospital room. Tengen manages to calm you down and explains your condition. You’ve been injured, badly. He says Shinobu orders at least two months bed rest. You try to sit up to protest, but the pain sears through you at the sudden moment. Begrudgingly, you agree.

Tengen remains by your side, caring for you, and when he can’t, his wives are more than happy to step up. Soon, the realization dawns on Tengen that he likes you being like this. A little baby who relies on him and his wives, on their papa and mamas. The delusional gears begin to turn, and his protective instincts are driven to a high.

After two months pass, you’re still being babied by Tengen and his wives, despite you feeling fine. And it’s not that you’re ungrateful for their care, but you want to go out on missions again, you want to do your job. But Hinatsuru shuts down all talk of being better by masterfully changing the topic of your conversation. Makio always scolds you, albeit gently, because don’t you recall the severe pain you felt? And Suma is by far the worst, she begins bawling at the thought of you being potentially in danger. So really, you have no other choice but to ask Tengen.

“No.”

“No?” You repeat dumbly, baffled by the audacity he held.

“Yes, no. I forbid you from going on missions.” Tengen declares, leaving you speechless.

He forbids you?! Who does he think he is? Sure, you’re grateful for all his and his wives help, but that doesn’t mean he can just forbid you from going on missions. You’re a member of the corps, just like he is. And while you may not be a Hashira, you are certainly skilled. Besides, what’s the point in all his training just to not go on missions anymore?

“You are my flamboyant Tsukago,” Tengen says, “and as your flamboyant master, you must respect me and my decisions.”

You felt mild anger surge through you at the implication of you not respecting him. All you have felt since you meet the swordsman was respect and admiration. You honed your skills so you could fight alongside him and be a worthy successor.

“I do respect you!” You protest. “But you trained me so I could be your successor, the next Sound Hashira!”

Tengen gives an irritated sigh. Your stubbornness was flamboyant, but rather troubling.

Huffing, you turn to leave, “This is my job, so I’m going to get my next mission, no matter what you say!”

Tengen lets out a soft sigh once more, before swiftly landing a hit to back of your neck. He silently catches you and holds you in his arms. If only you could be a little less difficult. Don’t get him wrong, he loves your flamboyant spirit, but he just can’t let you get hurt again. And you were correct, being a demon slayer was your job, but not anymore. You won’t need a job. You’re a baby, his baby. So he and his wives will take care of you. As he glances down at you, slumped in his arms, a serene look on your face. Yes, he assured himself, this is what you needed.