Anthony And Lawrence Reader First Time And Getting Caught By The Dads

Me again😗 I wanted to request a bully BakuKirix cubby reader. I’m more than sure it’s been done BUT like I’ve said I love your writing and can’t wait to see what you do with it (if you choice too🤍)

Smile, Sl*t! (KiriBaku x Black!F!Reader 18+ One Shot) [REQUEST FILL]

Pairing: Bully!Fratboys!KiriBaku x Nerdy!Reader

Synopsis: When your friend drags you out to a costume party in a slutty angel costume that you reluctantly agree to wear, she doesn’t tell you that it’s a party thrown by the same two frat boys that you can’t stand…who also happen to be your longtime bullies. When they take notice that you’ve decided to attend their party, they’ll definitely make themselves known and give you a Halloween that you’ll never forget…because it’s all on camera.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); College AU; Semi Public Sex; Sex on Tape; Mean Dom!KiriBaku x sub!Reader; Noncon/R*pe; Dubcon (later); Oral (Giving & Receiving); Reader Cums 2x; Creampie + Throatpie; Facial; Cum on Ass; Slutty Angel Costume; Chucky!Kiri; Ghostface!Bakugou; Namecalling; Teasing; Big Ol’ Dicks; Spitroasting; Cumming on Camera

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: Thank you so much for your patience & for requesting this, @po1sonn! I really hope you enjoy this one! I had so much fun writing it. For those reading, PLEASE read the warnings. Kiri & Bakugou are VERY mean in this one shot. I was shook even writing it lol. Enjoy! -Jazz 🥰

T/W: THIS ONE SHOT CONTAINS NONCON/R*PE & DUBCON. PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS. I DO NOT PERSONALLY CONDONE ANY OF THE ACTS WRITTEN IN THIS ONE SHOT. IT IS ONLY A WORK OF FICTION & FANTASY.

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“Well, well, well…look at what we have here.”

The tall, buff, sexy redhead deviantly smirks at you, his fake bloody scars, ripped overalls, and striped, blood-soaked “Good Guy” shirt giving him a menacing feel. You never knew a Chucky costume could be so damn terrifying. The long, spiked red locks he sports brings out his crimson eyes that are trained firmly on you and your tight, slutty costume that you instantly regret wearing.

“Would ya look at what we’ve got tonight, Bakugou,” Eijirou Kirishima aka Kiri cackles, a menacing look in his eyes. “An angel has come to bless us! Wonder what good deed we did.”

Bakugou Katsuki turns to look at his longtime boyfriend behind his Ghostface mask. Seeing the ghostly mask makes you shiver in fear, but nothing scares you more than when Bakugou reveals his hardened vermillion eyes and unfortunately handsome face as he takes off the mask. “Hardly good,” he huffs. “I don’t remember puttin’ you on our guest list. What, you sneak in?”

He cocks his head to the side as he sizes you up, staring you down like you’re no more than an ant. Kiri stares you down too, his pierced lip caught between his teeth as his eyes crawl over your body.

You look between the two men, so tall, big, and buff, your nerves frazzled. You never would’ve expected a night of fun for Halloween to turn into one of terror when you’ve found yourself stuck in a locked room with the two most popular athletes and frat boys on campus...

Who also happen to be your high school bullies.

God, how you hate them! They used to poke fun and pester you any chance they got back in high school. They’d pull at your skirt and try to lift it in the hallways. They’d steal your books and write dirty notes in them. They’d laugh at your embarrassment and humiliation when they’d call you in gym class and tell you how tight your uniform was on you.

They seemed so hellbent on making the four years of high school a living hell for you. It got to the point where you’d skip classes they were in or hide in the bathroom at lunch to avoid running into them. You were so happy when you finally graduated. Now you can go to college and be away from them!

However, you were wrong. So, so wrong. You should’ve known they’d apply to the same university to continue their education. You should’ve known they’d form their own fraternity with Denki Kaminari and Sero Hanata, your friend and roommate’s boyfriend. While they were kind to you, Bakugou and Kiri were anything but.

You made it your mission to avoid them at all costs. You thought that you were doing a pretty good job until your friend decided to drag you out of the house for a costume party and decided not to tell you that it was being thrown by her boyfriend’s fraternity. You could choke her!

You stare down nervously at your high-heeled boots, black and sexy. “N-No,” you whisper.

Bakugou slams his hand against the door above your head, nearly knocking off the fake, glittery halo attached. “Huh?” He barks. “I can’t hear you, girl. Speak the fuck up! We’re the only ones here!” You flinch at the aggression, your pulse jumping wildl.

“Chilllax, Bakubro,” Kiri chuckles, pulling the blonde back. “She’s just a little nervous. It ain’t everyday she’s in one room with two guys, I’m sure.” A sly smile appears on his lips, his sharp teeth glinting menacingly. “Or am I wrong?”

You don’t want to do this. You don’t want to be here. Oh, God, why did your friend have to bring you here? Why did you have to venture off to find a bathroom and walk into the wrong room? “No,” you softly repeat.

Kiri’s eyebrows, one of them pierced, raise in interest. “No, I’m wrong?” He cackles, nudging Bakugou in the side. “Damn, sweetheart, you get down like that?”

Your face flames and you quickly shake your head. “N-No, I mean…I didn’t sneak in. My friend brought me here.” You revert back to your high school self, shy, awkward, and nervous. Just wanting to go through each day without any trouble.

Bakugou’s brows narrow. Like Kiri, one of his brows is also pierced. Both frat boys are littered in piercings and tattoos that ink their muscles. “You say that like it’s a bad thing,” he growls. “What, you didn’t wanna come? You too good for us?”

Your eyes, framed by faux lashes and glittery silver eyeshadow, widen at the assumption. “No!” You immediately reply.

Kiri tuts, crossing his beefy arms over his broad chest. “Ooooh, I think she’s lying,” he sing-songs. “I think she thinks she’s a lot better than us. A lot more…innocent.” He says the word in a lecherous fashion that makes your skin crawl. “Why else would she dress up in this? Damn, can this skirt get any tighter?”

“And shorter,” Bakugou adds. “Bend over just an inch and you’ll be flashin’ the whole party. Little slut. Just like all the bitches in here.”

Referring to the guests at their party, you were met with dozens of slutty cats, devils, schoolgirls, and cheerleaders when you arrived. Your friend came as an angel, similar to you, and made you wear a skimpy white corset top paired with a mini skirt that barely covers your ass, white pantyhose, boots, and fake angel wings that track glitter everywhere.

You knew this costume was a mistake. You never should’ve worn it. You don’t wear “barely there” outfits or even go out of your dorm unless you can help it! Why’d you have to listen to your friend’s “YOLO/you deserve to let loose” speech?!

“I-I’m not a slut,” you whimper, looking away from your bullies. Bakugou’s jaw clenches at your back talk and he leans in, getting in your face. “What’d you say, extra?” He growls, using that insult you always hated. “You wanna argue about it? I hurt your little feelings?”

You press yourself further against the locked door, your heart pounding like the bass of the music downstairs. “I know all about your kind,” he scoffs, a dry smirk on his lips. “You act all innocent and prudish, but in reality, you’re just a sick, nasty little pervert. Who else wears an outfit like this?”

He tugs on your skirt, nearly pulling it down. You squeak, snatching it away from him. “It wasn’t my idea!” You protest, unshod tears stinging your eyes. “M-My friend made me—“

“Uh-uh, don’t blame your friend,” Kiri interrupts. “You’re a big girl. You could’ve said no…but you didn’t want to. You wanted to come here and get the eyes of all the boys.” His vermillion eyes narrow at you. “Didn’t you, you slutty bitch?”

You flinch at the insult, the tears rising. You cannot cry in front of these two. You won’t!

“Speakin’ of that guest list, Bakugou is right: we didn’t put you on the list. Your friend, yeah, ‘cause she’s dating Sero, but not you.” Kiri laughs to himself, his eyes glazing over your body. “I’m shocked you even came out of your boring little dorm and got your nose out of them books.”

Bakugou sniggers, his eyes also grazing over every part of your body—your legs; your stomach peeking out from under your corset; your soft breasts; your thighs. You’re not sure if you like it or not.

You’re not sure if you like being the center of attention of these two hot and powerful yet menacing forces. You’re not sure if you like how they’re making your body feel either—tight nipples, tingly skin, pounding heart, and wet pu—

“I-I’m sorry, okay?” You stammer, putting your hands up in defense. They’re shaking. “My friend dragged me here and Sero let me in, but I can leave.”

Quickly, your hand moves to dig into your sparkly silver bag for your phone. You need to text your friend. Sero. Anyone. “I’ll just go and—“

“Whoa, whoa!” Kiri says. His big hand shoots out to snatch your phone away, holding it out of reach of you. “Hold up, sweetheart. Just where do you think ya goin’?” You try to reach for it, but he holds it up and dangles it, grinning down at your short stack self.

Distracted, Bakugou takes the opportunity to snatch your bag away, holding it hostage . You panic, your breathing coming out in puffs. The door is locked. Your phone is gone. And now your bag is in your bully’s clutches too!

Can you scream? Are you brave enough to do that? Would anyone even hear you?

Bakugou’s narrow, sharp eyes stop you short from trying. “You think you can just walk into OUR house, into OUR party, drink up OUR booze and then leave?” he snarls. “You’re not even a guest…more like a trespasser.”

Kiri slowly nods in agreement, sizing you up like a wolf about to pounce and eat you alive. “And we don’t like trespassers,” he hums. “We teach people like you a lesson.”

Like a deer caught in headlights, your eyes widen. What are they going to do to you? Suddenly, Bakugou grabs your arm and snatches you away from the door. You gasp, nearly tripping over your boots, but you manage to steady yourself. You now stand in the middle of the room with both of your bullies surrounding you, Bakugou’s big body blocking the door.

Now the tears begin to rise. You can’t stop the stupid, fat, salty things from dripping down your cheeks. Bakugou laughs at the sight. “Oh, she’s cryin’!” He guffaws. “Damn, it didn’t take much, did it?”

The two surround you like predators. You’re a gazelle in the Savanna, weak and fragile—just what the big, bad, vicious animals hiding in the jungle want. “Please,” you whimper. “Stop it.”

Kiri coos, gripping your chin to force you to look at him. “Stop what, mama?” He teasingly asks, smirking at you. “We ain’t even do anythin’ yet and you’re shakin’ like a leaf. C’mooon, don’t be like that.”

His hand drops from your face to hold your hand, his grip tight and firm. “Show us that pretty costume, huh? Give us a twirl.” He grins at you, flashing you his sharp, pearly whites.

You turn to Bakugou who stares at you like he’s deciding whether or not to slice and dice you. “Do as he says,” he demands.

Sniffling, you do as they want. Kiri twirls you around slowly, showing you off to himself and Bakugou. He makes a show of flipping up your skirt and smacking your ass, moaning at the sight of your red thong underneath. “Nice undies, baby girl,” he condescendingly comments. “And here, I thought you decided not to wear any panties.”

He continues to show you off, both him and Bakugou laughing at your expense. You silently cry to yourself, feeling humiliated. You’re standing on the auction block now, about to be sold to the highest bidder and—

Click.

You abruptly turn to Bakugou who is holding his phone up, a bright light washing over you from the camera “W-What’s that?” You gasp even though you already know. “No, please! Why are you recording me?”

You race to stop him, but Kiri roughly pulls you back. “O-Ow!” You shout, his fingers digging into your arm.

“Ah-ah, hands off,” he tuts, his crimson eyes narrowed. “That isn’t a very angelic thing to do, baby girl. This is just your apology to us for not followin’ our rules.”

Bakugou tsks, finally stepping away from the locked door still holding his phone. “Nah,” he grunts. “She needs to be serious. I want this slut to really regret her decisions.” He shoots a look at Kiri who returns it with a wide, lecherous smirk.

You think you’re scared now? Girl, you’ve never been more terrified than when the two men begin to strip. You watch them with wide eyes, drinking in their naked bodies. They truly are big.

Big pecs. Big forearms. Big thighs. Big shoulders. Big everything, including those big, fat cocks hanging between their tree-trunk legs. You gape at them, unable to process what you’re seeing. You can’t believe it! Your bullies are naked and hard for you!

Bakugou stares at you with a lustful, dark expression that makes your stomach flip, his camera still on you. “Get on your knees and suck us off,” he demands. “And if you make us nut real good, maybe we’ll let ya go and forget all about this little video…unless you wanna become famous.”

A large smile appears on his lips, indicating that he has very bad intentions. “We can airdrop what we’ve got to our brothers and every single person at this party right now. I’m sure they’d think you look sexy too. The girls would even be jealous that you’re here with us instead of them.”

Fear bubbles inside of you. They wouldn’t…they couldn’t! ”No!” you beg. “No, please don’t! I’ll do whatever you want!”

Your two bullies stare at you expectantly, smirking. “Anything?” Kiri asks. Defeatedly, you nod.

The redhead then wraps a hand around his thick cock with its heavy balls and starts pumping. “Then start by gettin’ these cocks in your pretty mouth. Let’s give that mouth somethin’ else to do.”

Despite everything in you telling you no and the tears refusing to stop falling, you do as he demands.

You’ll find yourself on your knees minutes later pumping, stroking, slurping, and sucking your bullies’ thick cocks for what feels like hours. As they moan and voice how good, wet, and sloppy your mouth is, feeling pleasure, you’ll feel discomfort.

You wince as they grab your hair, knocking off your halo, forcing you back and forth between them. Your jaw aches from the constant stretching as they fuck your throat, filling it up with their length and girth. They use your mouth like it’s a fleshlight, sloppily and roughly fucking it until your throat is raw and your gag reflex nearly kicks in.

“Nicely done, angel,” Kiri chuckles as he watches Bakugou pound your throat. He holds Bakugou’s phone up, recording you getting your throat fucked. “I think she’s done this before, ‘Suki. She’s waaaay too good at suckin’ cock.”

Bakugou grunts in response, his hips pistoning away. You do your best to avoid grazing him with your teeth, not wanting to find out what will happen if you do. “Nice fuckin’ mouth,” he groans, his balls slapping against your chin. “You have done this shit before, haven’t ya, princess?”

“Mmm-mmm!” You protest, mumbling around his cock. Bakugou grips the back of your neck and forces you off of him before slapping you in the face with his cock. “Ya lyin’ little bitch,” he growls. “Don’t play with me. You know you’ve sucked dick before.”

Kiri begins to slap his big cock against the other side of your cheek, both of them coating your lips in pre-cum and spit. “Open wide, angel,” he teasingly coos, the camera in your face. “C’mon, give us somethin’ for the camera. Give these dicks a kiss and a nice suck.”

They continue to slap and tap their cocks against your cheeks and tongue, laughing cruelly at your trembling lips and mascara-stained cheeks. “You look so pretty like this, angel,” Kiri groans as he sinks back into your mouth.

“Such a good little slut, ain’t she?” Bakugou asks, taking his phone back to shove it in your face. “Wonder if she’s wet from all of this.” Kiri smirks at his boyfriend, a glint of interest in his red eyes. “Wanna find out?” He whispers. Bakugou smirks back and you know what you’re in for.

Minutes later, you’re spread out on the floor with your thighs forced apart, Kiri and Bakugou’s hands gripping either one to make sure you don’t close them. Kiri is between your legs first, slurping greedily at your pussy and nibbling at your thighs with his teeth. “Mmm, you taste so sweet, angel,” he mumbles into your cunt. “You’re givin’ me so much.”

You whine in response, trying not to writhe under Bakugou’s grip on your soft, fleshy thigh. “That’s ‘cause she’s a little slut,” he growls. “Just look at that expression. She’s so fuckin’ cumdrunk.” He looks down at you, his phone recording all over your lewd expressions. “Does it feel good gettin’ eaten out by your bullies?” he asks. “Tell the audience, princess.”

You open your eyes, looking into the camera lens. Bakugou shut off the flash so it’s easier on your sight and he can get the perfect shot of your pretty face. “Y-Yes,” you whimper just as Kiri sucks on your clit. You moan louder, unable to stop yourself. “Fuck, Kiri, please!”

Kiri laughs as he sucks on your clit with his soft lips, pulling away to give you a grin. “You beg so pretty for us, angel. Almost makes me feel sorry for pickin’ on ya.” His tongue gives you a long lick from your clit down to your asscrack and back up again to slurp on your clit. “Almost,” he adds, making Bakugou laugh.

While Kiri is still gentle with his pussy-eating, he is also merciless. Playful. Teasing. He knows just what spots to tease and stimulate until your body is writhing and twisting in pleasure, your core too tight and too warm. You feel like you’re about to burst, a sensation similar to needing to pee overtaking you. “W-Wait, Kiri!” you plea. “You’re goin’ too fast! I-I don’t wanna—“

Bakugou grips your throat, squeezing the words out of you. “You’d better not cum,” he demands. “I haven’t even gotten my tongue in there yet. Shitty hair, ease up and switch with me. She won’t be doin’ shit when I’m tongue fuckin’ her.”

Kiri pouts, but stops anyway and lets his boyfriend take his spot. Bakugou delivers on his promise as he sits between your thighs. He has them hiked up over his broad shoulders, his fingers digging into your ass as he greedily slurps at your gushing pussy. He doesn’t allow Kiri to touch any part of your cunt, rubbing your clit with his nose himself while he tongue fucks you.

“Katsuki,” you moan. “F-Fuck, please! Slow down!” Bakugou smacks your ass in response. “Shut the fuck up,” he grumbles. “Don’t tell me what to fuckin’ do.” The blonde continues to greedily and evilly eat your pussy, his tongue moving quick and his lips so soft that they feel like silk against your clit.

Kiri cackles above you, one hand on one of your juicy tits while the other is holding Bakugou’s phone to record you. “Don’t talk back to him, mama,” he sniggers. “Bakugou gets reeeeal mad when someone talks back to him. He’ll edge you for hours if you’re not a good girl.”

He stops groping your tit at the same time Bakugou pauses in his pussy-eating, staring at the redhead. They both share the same devious expression before looking down at you with lust and evil in their gazes. They’re like horror movie villains to you now. Demons. They are who to be afraid of.

You know exactly what comes next, but no mental preparation does much to prepare you for your bullies putting you through the wringer…and all on camera. But not before they make you cum with their tongues. They do it back to back, taking turns playing with your pussy and clit with their tongues until you have no choice but to gush all over them.

“That’s a good slut,” Bakugou moans into your cunt. “Fuckin’ cum for us. Cum for the camera, ya little whore.” He continues to eat you out as you moan and sob, tears once again pricking your eyes. The orgasm is explosive, drawing every ounce of energy out of you.

Kiri pulls away from sucking your clit to shine the light from the phone in your face and on your cum-slick pussy, moaning in appreciation at the sight. “So pretty,” he cackles. “Betcha needed that, didn’t you, angel?”

You only whimper in response, unable to speak. You feel so humiliated. But your humiliation only increases when your bullies scoop you up and finally use you as they intended while the embarrassing sex tape continues to record on Bakugou’s iPhone.

Bakugou props his phone up against the wall so he doesn’t have to hold it while he fucks you from behind. His cock is bigger than you thought just by looking at it and sucking on it. When it’s inside you, the pleasure mingles with the stretching sensation you feel as he pushes himself deep, deep, deep inside of you.

So deep that you feel his balls slap against your clit every time he pistons his hips against your ass. “Fuck!” you cry out, unable to hold back. You struggle to hold yourself up on your arms. Your body grows the weaker the rougher Bakugou fucks you, grunts of pleasure escaping through gritted teeth.

He uses you as he would use a toy, slamming into you with abandon. His rough thrusts cause embarrassingly wet noises to drift through the sex-scented air and your entire body to jiggle with the force of them—your ass, your tits, your thighs, your stomach.

Kiri grips all of you with his greedy hands, his cock surging at the sight of you getting fucked. He kneels down in front of you, making sure he is in the camera frame too. “C’mon, angel, you can take him,” he coos. “You can take both of us.”

He wraps a hand around his fat cock and you stare at it, wide-eyed. His dick piercing glints at you the same way his teeth do, almost mocking you. “Open up for me while Bakugou fucks that slutty pussy.”

You have no choice. You do as he demands and nearly choke as he shoves himself deep in your throat. Together, he and Bakugou begin to fuck you at each end in both of your holes, their moans and grunts filling the dark bedroom and all on camera footage.

He spreads your asscheeks apart as he pummels into your wet heat, forcing you into a deeper arch. “Yeah, that’s right,” he growls, smacking your ass. You wince at the sting. “Take that fuckin’ dick, princess. You needed this so badly—just some cock for a nerdy little slut.”

“Oh, you know she did,” Kiri chuckles, hissing in pleasure at the way your throat clenches and flexes around his shaft. “She was just hopin’ and prayin’ we’d see her in that sexy little costume and wreck her.”

“She ain’t been wrecked yet.” Bakugou suddenly pulls out of you, making you whine at the sudden feeling of being full and then not. He gives your ass a hard smack, the video definitely catching the sound. “Take shitty hair’s dick now,” he orders. “I wanna see your eyes this time. I’m gonna fuck your throat till I cum and you’re gonna take all of it.”

This isn’t a suggestion. This isn’t your decision. He is telling you exactly what you’ll be doing. Kiri laughs, delighted. “Handin’ me over her pussy? You must be feelin’ generous, babe.” He playfully kisses Bakugou on the cheek before the two switch, their attention back on you.

They both slap their cocks against your holes, laughing at your agonized expression. “Please,” you whimper, the only word in your blank mind. Blank from the constant fucking. Blank from the orgasm. Blank from the situation.

“Please what, slut?” Bakugou asks, tilting your chin up. “You want us to go again? You need us to fill you up?”

You don’t know how to answer him. You want them to stop, but you also want them to keep going. You need to cum like you need to breathe air. Like you need to eat. Like you need to blink.

Unfortunately for you, your hot, sexy, and extremely malicious bullies take your pathetic whimpering for a yes and slide in at the same time. Their moans of unison as they sink into your wet pussy and hot mouth are worthy of the best porn ever made.

“Fuck, angel!” Kiri moans, wasting no time pounding your pussy like there is no tomorrow. “You’re probably the best fuck I’ve ever had…no offense, ‘Suki.”

He grins toothily at the platinum blonde who is too busy watching the way you take his cock in your mouth to look up. “You say that now till I’ve got my dick in your ass,” he growls. “Now shut up and keep fuckin’ this slut. We need some good shit for the camera.”

Kiri’s grin widens as he grips your fleshy hips and smacks your ass in between his thrusts. “Riiiight,” he draws out. “A nice scene for our movie. You’re the star of the show, angel.”

He leans over you, sinking his cock in deeper and drawing a muffed moan out of you. “This is your big break, baby girl,” he whispers, nibbling at your ear. “Now take these fuckin’ dicks like you’re about to win an award.”

The two begin to fuck you in unison—rough, hard, and fast. They use your body and holes like you’re nothing but a sex doll to them. A toy to be used for their pleasure alone. Kiri grips your skirt as he fucks you, nearly ripping it apart, and Bakugou yanks on your hair, knocking the fake halo off of your head.

You feel a mess. You are a mess. Your costume is destroyed, your makeup is ruined, and you know that you’ll feel every inch of this in the morning. You would’ve preferred they steal your books or pull at your clothes in the hallway than this.

Because you can’t live this down. You can’t push this memory to the very far back of your mind. You can’t escape it through self growth, partying, or studying. Because it’s all on camera.

Your eyes shift to Bakugou’s phone screen where, sure enough, you see yourself. All of your soft, chubby body is being groped and gripped by big, rough hands calloused by endless training and sports. Two thick cocks piston in and out of your dripping pussy and mouth dripping in saliva. All for the camera.

If anyone else saw this, they’d see nothing but a slut.

A slut who is soon about to meet her end. You can feel the cocks inside of you swelling, signaling that your two bullies are about to peak. “Fuck, angel, I’m about to cum!” Kiri warns, gripping your ass and stroking your stretch marks. “You gonna cum too, aren’t you?”

“Mmm-hmm!” You hum around Bakugou’s thick cock. You don’t know if you’re saying yes or no. But your body betrays you regardless, your pussy squeezing around Kiri’s cock that continues to bully your insides.

“Not yet,” Bakugou growls, pulling his cock out of your mouth. He grips your chin and forces you to face his phone. You look back at you, mascara running and lip gloss and spit all over your mouth. “Look at the fuckin’ camera,” he snarls. “Say you like bein’ our slut. Say you like bein’ fucked on camera.”

Pants and moans leave your lips as Kiri continued to fuck you, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. Smack! Bakugou leans forward to smack your ass, leaving it stinging. “Say it!” he hisses. “Say it if you wanna fuckin’ cum or I swear to God you won’t.”

“I…I…” Tears spring into your eyes as the embarrassing, betraying words leave your lips. “I love it!” You shout. “I love being your slut! I love getting fucked on camera by you! I want your cum!”

“Yeah?” Kiri teasingly asks. “You want our cum? You gonna take these loads in both of your holes like a good little girl, angel?”

“Yes!” you wail, getting closer and closer. “Yes, I promise! Please give me all of your cum!” Your two bullies grin devilishly, happy and satisfied with your pathetic answer. The two begin to fuck you like their lives depend on it, chasing their highs with rough thrusts and rutting that pushes you to your end.

When you cum, you cum HARD. It takes you a moment to make any noise as it takes over your body, making you shiver, shake, and tense up as each wave of pleasure overwhelms you. Your pussy tightens around Kiri’s cock and strokes it with your walls as you cum all over him, dripping down his heavy balls and your thick thighs.

“Oh, fuck!” He groans, still pummeling into your heat along with Bakugou. “Gonna cum! Gonna fuckin’ cum!” Finally, with a loud moan that rings in your eardrums and bounces off of the walls, he shoots a warm, creamy load deep inside of your pussy.

Bakugou follows, cumming deep down your throat with a guttural groan as if he’s an animal. He tilts his head back as his thrusts become sloppy and slower, still pumping rope after rope of cum along your tongue. You weakly moan as you’re filled to the brim with their spunk, feeling wet from both ends.

“Not yet,” Bakugou growls. “We ain’t done with you yet.”

He and Kiri pull their cocks out of you and begin pumping them on your face and your ass. You gasp as you feel Bakugou’s warm droplets of cum splash onto your face while Kiri enjaculates on your asscheeks, spreading his cum around the soft globes.

Once they finish, the two pant and sigh in satisfaction and exhaustion. Their toned bodies glint in sweat and their cocks are still semi-hard, but you’re sure they won’t want another round…or you hope not.

“Whew!” Kiri whistles, placing his hands on his hips. “That was…so, so fuckin’ good.” Bakugou wipes sweat from his forehead, breathing heavily. “I haven’t cum that hard in forever,” he chuckles. “Consider yourself lucky, princess.”

You lie on the floor between them, semi-naked and coated in cum. You are wrecked. Totally and completely. Kiri cackles, patting you on your ass. “Guess this she couldn’t handle it,” he jokes. “We ruined her.”

“Good,” Bakugou growls. “That’ll teach her not to go snoopin’ around our house without permission.”

“Oh, hold up!” Kiri suddenly walks over to pick up Bakugou’s phone and comes back, kneeling down in front of you. Bakugou forces you up and onto your knees, and like a rag doll, you allow it.

“Look up for me, angel,” Kiri coos. Despite the cum dripping off of your face, you do so and stare up into your bullies’ grinning faces and the white light of Bakugou’s phone.

“Smile, slut!” they both shout in unison. They broke your mind just enough where you do, flashing a wobbly smile at the camera.

THE END.

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somnophilia, sexting, creampie

older bf! zayne who takes care of your needs, day and night, without fail. Working overtime at the hospital doesn’t stop him either. He’s using every opportunity to check his phone, searching for your name on his notifs. And when he does, he opens it to see an attachment. It was a photo, of his pillow squished between your bare thighs, skirt hiked up just enough to see the blooming wet patch of your cum on the cover.

older bf! zayne who sends quick texts asking you were able to take good care of yourself in his absence. Except, he knew damn well you were frustrated beyond belief. Struggling to replicate the feeling of his thick calloused fingers rubbing your clit in slow, caring circles with your own or his pillow. He could imagine it, really. You laid on his bed, hair sprawled on the pillows with your legs taking up his spacious bed, toes curling on the sheets as you played with your messy pussy, unable to sleep without your loving, more experienced boyfriend taking care of you.

older bf! zayne who hums in amusement at your reply to his message, words mostly misspelled, no doubt holding your phone with one hand. He teases you further, fingers flying across the screen to spell out a brief yet blunt text saying ‘you shouldn’t bother me at work, dove. You know how noticeable my boners are.’

older bf! zayne knew the mere mention of his cock would send you into a frenzy, getting you to form a mental image of his bare, heavy dick being pumped by his fist lazily before he plunged it into your tiny cunt. And he absolutely loved it—knowing you’d only add yet another digit into your pussy that cried for his girth to stretch you open.

older bf! zayne who’d come back home past midnight to see you passed out on the bed, nightgown bunched up above your midriff, exposing your drenched panties that hung low enpugh to give him a glimpse of your pussy. Just one look at you in the dark of his bedroom was enough to rile him up more than he already was after getting off his phone. Now, he knew he had to take care of you. He wouldn’t ever dream of leaving his girl unsatisfied no matter how long he left you hanging.

older bf! zayne who’d scoop you knees under his hands, pushing your legs up to your gently heaving chest, belt and zipper left open to let his pants hang low, cock standing at attention. He didn’t have to do much with the thin fabric of your panties, merely tucking it to the side enough for his bulbous tip to delve past your folds to notch into your entrance. He tries so hard not to force it all in with one swift thrust, willing his entire body to restrain his flexing muscles as he held your legs in place.

older bf! zayne who’d bottom in and out of you so fucking good, his fat cock nestling deep into your fluttering pussy with needy throbs that would lull you back to sleep. He’d shush you back to sleep softly, voice tight yet soothing still even as he worked to satisfy both of your needs. He’d hiss curses underneath his breath, mumbling and cooing tender praises into the dead of the night, hoping your slumbered self could hear him in your dreams.

older bf! zayne who’d pick up the pace when he feels himself getting dangerously, the coil in the pit of his stomach tightening with each slap of his balls against your plump ass. You weren’t far off either and he could tell—hands prying up for the covers of the pillows beneath your head, balling up to fists with needy mewls leaving your parted lips, your brows knitting into a look or pure ecstasy—the same look you’d have whenever you’re about to cum too, he notes.

older bf! zayne who plunges his spurting cock deep inside your spasming cunt when he cums, jets of thick hot semen spraying your womb white. Your whines grew louder, strands of your hair sticking to your sweat sheened skin. He’d stay still even when his orgasm fades, thrusting shallowly to prolong your pleasure—and hear the lewd squelches of the mess your cum made on his cock, the nest of hair below his pelvis glistening with your nectar.

older bf! zayne who pulls out slow, careful to not wake you up from your resuming slumber. He’d put your legs back down, getting off the bed while tucking his dirty cock back into his pants half-heartedly, not bothering to zip himself up. He’d walk over to the wardrobe, picking one of your clean panties to slip back up your legs, making sure it’s cups your dripping cunt snugly, not wanting a single drop of his cum to ooze out of you in your sleep.

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Aww, are you sick? It's okay, let me take care of you. Yeah, just lie down. You don't have to do a thing. I'll bring you soup and meds and anything you need. It's hot, huh? You've been running a fever. Let's take those pesky clothes off. Want some water?

I know something else that'll help, baby. It'll make you feel all better. No, no. Lie down again. I told you, you don't have to do a single thing. Just let me get in bed with you. No, don't fight it. This is good for you. Yeah, you feel that? That's my cock, baby. It'll help. Shh. Don't waste your energy on trying to talk. Just let me nudge your legs open and use you. Oh, you're so pliant like this. Too weak to push me off. I'm not taking advantage of you, sweet thing. I'm helping you recover. You'll see. It's better when you let me do what's good for you.

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blue lock objectively is insane and probably bad. but the thing about blue lock is that once you watch it youre like holy shit this is peak. its a disease.

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Bonten/Kanto Mikey x Fem Y/N Smut Visual

if these links don't work on your phone u may need to have a twitter account or use a laptop/computer

Warning: fingering, ass slapping, mild spit, rough s*x

fingering you til your legs shake

multitasking

the morning after

on his lap

you need to be disciplined by your leader

taking his frustration and anger out on you

when he's working in his office and you're needy

return to the masterlist

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Anthony Secretly Dating Bert’s Cousin!Chubby!Reader

(Unedited) (These are really random, still trying to figure out this little plot)

•Its a secret to everyone but Hawk and his girlfriend who know from the very start. Anthony basically begs the two of them not to tell anyone, especially Sam and Bert. They both think it’s kinda cute like some kind of forbidden love thing so they of course say yes. This doesn’t stop them from giggling about it when the two are in the same room together.

•It took weeks of Anthony talking to Reader to get her to open up to him. It took over four months for her to even agree to date him even if it was in secret. She was extremely shy and closed off to just about everyone including Anthony for a while.

•He was shocked that she was living with Bert and his parents. He found out that her parents where slowly moving to the area but wants her to get into school at the beginning of the year instead of having to completely transfer mid year. This put him on edge when they started to sneak around and date because he constantly had to worry about Bert catching them.

•They go on a lot of dates to run down arcades, ones they know their friends don't go to. It's Anthony’s favorite date location. Sometimes they go to seedy dinners for lunch dates, but they have to be careful because they almost got caught by Johnny who just happened to show up one day when they were out at lunch.

•Anthony feels bad that they have to hide their relationship. While Reader is just to nervous and shy to actually tell anyone, Anthony is afraid his family and people at the dojo might target the two of them. Both of them have their own reasons for being the “butt of everyone's joke” and they don't want to increase the odds of being made fun of. Anthony can't stomach the idea that Reader gets made fun of for dating a “nerdy loser” along with Sam poking fun at them. He also feels like Sam kinda ruined the idea of dating with their parents. Reader is shy but also is just scared to tell Bert, because she doesn't want to make it weird that she's dating one of sensei’s kids. Plus she looks up to Bert.

•Anthony almost broke his foot trying to climb up to Reader’s window. He almost got caught by Bert who just so happened to be passing one of the windows. His ankle was bruised for a week and he had to make a a lie to his parents about how he got it. Reader felt bad about the whole thing, but she kissed it better which he feels like makes it all worth it.

•They kiss a lot in private. When no one is around and they feel safe enough, they have full on make out session’s. Luckily they haven’t been caught around school or when they go out. Both of them are to scared to even try kissing when at the dojo together.

•Reader try’s to make excuses to show up at the dojo when she knows Anthony will be there. She makes up a huge story about wanting to watch Bert train. Really she just shows up to see Anthony from a distance. Even if they can’t talk to each other they still love to be in each other’s presence’s. Reader always try’s to send him a smile when he looks her way and he always try’s to wink at her from afar. Sam has almost caught them a few times.

•Johnny is the only one who suspects that Anthony might be dating someone. He takes notice about how less “pissy” he is and how he’s always sneaking off every now and then during class. Daniel just thinks he’s over reacting and “there is no way Anthony is seeing anyone, I would definitely know if he was.” Johnny just rolls his eyes as he looks back at Anthony.

•Bert is super suspicious after his cousin moves in with his family because she starts acting different. While she is usually just shy, she’s now more secretive and skittish around him. For a while he thinks he did something wrong. But he starts noticing how she is a bit more open when she comes to see him at the dojo and he even swears to have seen her blush a bit. He has no idea why but he shakes it off until he can figure out what’s really going on with her.

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─ ★ You were far too tempting to not try something like this, far too. Alastor honestly wished the people could see him fucking you. The way your moans spilled past your lips. Your little squeals that was broadcasted so everyone could hear how good he was making you feel.

"A-Alastor."

A deep chuckle escaped the Radio demon's lips as he pressed you agains't his desk. His nails digging into your hips as the tip of his cock brushed your slick entrance. "Such a good girl." He purred into your neck. A small whimper escaped your lips as you did your best to push back into his thrusts. Your whimpers and moans echoed in the room. Warmth creeped up your neck knowing that demon's would be hearing your moans. Your nails digging into Alastors desk as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge. Though all it took was one thrust to having you cumming, his name being tore from your throat.

A shudder running through his body, his nails digging into your hips drawing blood feeling your walls clench around him as he continued to thrust until he finally released into your pussy, feeling him fill you with his cum as he let his teeth sink into your neck. Then once you finally came down from your high, Alastor let his tongue glide across your skin. "Such a angelic voice you have my little dove, I cannot wait for our listeners to hear it again."

A/n: it's 6am, i can't sleep.

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Hii! May I request bonten mikey x darling on hunger strike?

Ty 4 reading my request!

hii ty for requesting ! love the idea, i hope i did it justice.

tw: yandere, possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, kidnapping, blackmail, gore (not to reader), canon typical violence, mentions of starving, mentions of self harm, spoon feeding, force feeding (kinda) word count: 989

✤mikey and you had a complicated relationship to say the least. you met him when you both were children. however you wouldn't necessarily say you two were friends since you were always bickering with each other. things got a bit better when you entered middle school, where you got along with each other a little bit.

✤you always admired mikey, his strength, his leadership. you could even say that, at some point, you had a little crush on him. however girls never really interested mikey, it was always his friends, his gang, fighting, eating taiyaki, watching action movies, reading mangas and taking baths. therefore you never really tried anything with him. 

✤a lot of things happened between 2005 and 2006. such as baji's death, the whole ordeal with the black dragons, ema's death, izana's death. you tried to be there for him, you truly did and you thought that it worked at some point. 

✤after ema's death, mikey came to see you every night. leaning onto your embrace and clinging to you all night long. not once he cried but you knew he would crumble if you both didn't do this together. 

✤he seemed to get better after the fight against tenjiku ended and you even considered confessing to him. but before you could even try anything, he vanished into thin air, leaving behind his friends who were as confused as you.

✤after some time they gave up trying to find his whereabouts although you were pretty sure draken was hiding something that he didn't want to tell you. but you never gave up, you tried to reach him, to know what he was doing, you never found anything.

✤but it was of no importance because mikey found you.

✤in the dead of night, in the cold winter of 2017, mikey came for you. you barely recognized him. there was nothing left of the man you once loved. he looked like an empty shell.

✤you weren't able to learn much though since you were knocked out very quickly. once you woke up, it was chained to the bed of an expensive penthouse.

✤mikey barely uttered a word when he came once in a while, only watching you eating and never answering any of your tantrums even when you threw heavy objects at him. it was frustrating. no  matter how much you screamed, you cried, you pleaded, mikey's eyes never wavered, always staying this empty.

✤you didn't understand what he wanted, why he was doing this to you. but you were sick of it. the lack of answer was even more violent than anything he could have done to you.

✤so you thought, you thought about something that would make him react. if trying to hurt him wouldn't make him react then maybe trying to hurt yourself would do something. you were too much of a coward to stab yourself and you didn't even have anything to do it with. but maybe starving yourself would make him react, you weren't much of an eater anyway.

✤the first time you refused a meal, mikey didn't react, thinking you were acting out as usual.

✤the second time, you saw his eyebrow twitch but didn't do anything else.

✤the third time, he spoke to you.

"why aren't you eating ?"

"i don't want to. you kidnapped me, brought me here against my will without telling me anything. i will not eat."

"are you sure you want to play this game ?"

✤there was a dark glint inside his empty eye, he was daring you and you were not one to refuse a challenge.

"i'm already winning."

✤he scoffed before getting up and leaving the room. his cold smile made you shiver, this couldn't mean anything good.

✤the fourth, the fifth and the sixth time, nothing happened, only your stomach growling.

✤the seventh time, no food was brought to you which left you puzzled, was he trying to starve you himself so that you would beg ? if he did, he really underestimated you.

✤the eighth time, a bell was covering your dish. mikey's right hand, sanzu, was holding it in front of you. you glanced at mikey, who stood on his side, warily. something was off.

✤when he lifted the bell, you covered your mouth, feeling the puke rise to your mouth. the severed head of one of your distant friend was laid on the plate. you tried to get up but mikey held you firmly in place.

"look y/n. for each meal you skipped until now, i will kill one person you know. the more you skip, the more I will target people that are close to you. do you understand ?"

✤you whimpered in shock, trying your best to avoid to look at the severed head on the plate. mikey grabbed your chin and made you look at the head.

"do you understand baby ?"

✤you shivered at the nickname, not once has he called you that. tears filled your eyes as you looked at the face of the friend you once spent time with. in this situation all because of you.

"i... i do..."

"what do we say ?"

"m'sorry mikey i won't do it again..."

✤you started sobbing as he pulled you into a tight hug, his hand in your hair.

"atta girl... let's get you fed now shall we..."

✤he dismissed his right hand,who left the room with the head, another platter was brought to you. mikey grabbed the fork as he fed you. a bit too deep for it to be comfortable, the tip of the fork grazing your throat as you tried your best to not think of the scene from before or else you would have puked.

✤mikey looked at you, adoration in his gaze as he kept on feeding you, wiping the few tears that escaped your eyes. whispering 'mine' at every bite you took, which made you cry even more. there was no escape for you here…

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Yandere Alphabet: Manjiro Sano (Tokyo Revengers)

A/N: Hey hey y'all! I got sum special for y'all today. I've never done a completed Yandere Alphabet for a character before, and I figured what better way to challenge myself than to do one for Mikey and his iterations! Let me know if this all makes sense, I tried to keep everything as cohesive with his canonical personality as possible.

Hope y'all enjoy! And feel free to start a discussion with me about Yandere!Mikey in the comments or my asks!

Sorry I neglected to include these earlier y'all!

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CW: mentions of non-con, mentions of abuse, mentions of death, general yandere themes

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Manjiro is a very physically affectionate (and tactile) person. He loves to cuddle and snuggle and hug and alla dat. 😂 He also is fond of gifting you things, whether that be something you expressly mentioned wanting or simply an item he saw that made him think of you. 

It gets fairly intense, especially as he grows older and more dependent on you for his morality and overall comfort. He becomes less of a mostly innocent snuggler and more of a…smother-er. 🙃

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Regardless of age and timeline, Manjiro is more than willing to get his hands dirty for you. He would actually prefer that when you had an issue, you brought it to him immediately for resolution. He also doesn’t like to admit it, but he secretly enjoys pummeling others in your name, feeling the warmth of their blood hit his face and soak his hands. 

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Original timeline!Mikey: Treats you about as well as you’d expect. He still demands cuddles and monopolizes most of your time, but he’s not needlessly cruel, and doesn’t mock you. For the most part. 

Manila!Mikey: Is harsher than original timeline Mikey in the sense that he takes what he wants from you and gives very little in return. He tries not to mock you and your…predicament, but more often than not he fails. 

Bonten!Mikey: Mocks you and doesn’t even try to hold back. He’s very similar to Manila!Mikey in that he takes what he wants from you, but he’s borderline entirely unable to return any of the affection he demands you show him. 

Kanto Manji!Mikey: Mocks you, borderline abuses you, degrades you- but through it all, he insists he loves you. I would really hate to be Kanto Manji Mikey’s desire because he has completely detached himself from morality and really only cares for his wants and needs. 

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Original timeline Mikey wouldn’t, aside from the occasional grasping onto you for cuddles and refusing to let go, but the alternate timeline Mikey’s would, to varying degrees. 

The alternate timeline Mikey’s, I hate to say, are all unafraid of non-conning you. They each have become accustomed to getting and taking what they want, regardless of who objects. 

That unfortunately includes you.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Manila!Mikey and OG!Mikey are slightly more willing to express their emotions to their Desire, but even then they reveal very little and most of what they say in regards to their feelings is very cryptic. 

Bonten!Mikey and Kanto Manji!Mikey are like cinder block walls. You’d be lucky if you ever get even a brief glimpse into what it is they’re thinking and feeling. 

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Amused, to say the absolute least. 

All variations of Mikey would also be more than a little peeved at the thought of you trying to fight back against them. Do you even recognize how easily he could seriously injure, even kill you? With minimal effort? You look silly. Stop. 

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Perhaps surprisingly, this actually is something akin to a game to OG!Mikey. He’s a little weird in that he kind of likes to watch you squirm. I would say the same goes for Manila!Mikey. 

Bonten and Kanto Manji Mikey, on the other hand, take this very seriously. It is not a game, your escape attempts are not amusing and will be punished. Rather severely, might I add. 

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Your worst experience with OG!Mikey is probably something comparatively mild, like being ignored or isolated. 

With Manila!Mikey, as extreme as it may sound, I could feasibly see him killing you. Whether accidentally or on purpose 👀…

With Bonten!Mikey, either a broken limb (or two) or death. 

With Kanto Manji!Mikey, again, broken limbs is probably the extent of how far he’ll go. 

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

None of the Mikey’s have really considered anything that serious. They just know that they want you to belong to them forever and figure that they’ll adapt as new obstacles and situations present themselves. 

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Asking me if Mikey gets jealous is like asking me if the sky is blue. YES. (He especially gets jealous of Draken and Baji, which is a thing I can go more in depth about later.)

Mikey gets jealous when others occupy your time. He gets jealous when others look at you. He gets jealous when you look at others. He gets jealous when you hang out with your friends. He gets jealous when family obligations require your time and attention. 

Mikey would never admit it, but for all the charismatic, powerful and good looking he is, he gets easily, ridiculously jealous and it’s not even funny. 

He tries not to lash out, since the rational part of him, however small, does realize that you’re not fucking around with everything that so much as happens to brush up against you, and for the most part he copes by taking out his anger on his opponents. 

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

OG!Mikey acts like his usual goofy self around his desire. He’s still always got either food or sleeping on the brain, he teases his desire and makes jokes at their expense (never anything cruel or insensitive) but, he’s also less afraid to switch it to bidness mode when the situation calls for it.

Manila!Mikey is somewhat cold and aloof, though still demanding of affection. He, again, speaks cryptically, and almost expects his desire to be able to read his mind in terms of what he wants and how he wants it done. 

Bonten!Mikey rarely actually speaks to his desire ( I honestly think Bonten!Mikey rarely speaks to anyone at all unless absolutely necessary but 🤷🏾‍♀️), instead keeping them under constant surveillance. When in physical proximity to his desire, Mikey is as stoic as ever, not really engaging and mostly just…staring. 

Kanto Manji!Mikey is slightly better than Bonten!Mikey in that he does actually speak to you, bad part about it is the words are usually pretty harsh. 🙃 Kanto Manji!Mikey is entirely unafraid of hiding his cruelty from you and would actually rather you see at least some of it, to send a clear signal that this is what he’s capable of should you try something drastic.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

OG!Mikey would be very straightforward about his approach. When he feels the time is appropriate, he would saunter up to you all cool like, and inform you of his feelings. Difference from a normal person being, he would already have made up in his mind that you reciprocated those feelings. Whether or not you really do, well…

Manila!Mikey, Bonten!Mikey and Kanto Manji!Mikey probably just straight up kidnap you if I’m bein’ 100%. 🤷🏾‍♀️ 

They do eventually get around to revealing like…why they kidnapped you, but don’t expect much in the way of an actual explanation.

They expect you to acclimate pretty quickly, with the minimal amount of complaining and questions asked. 

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

No. All the Mikey’s keep it trill wit you and everyone around them. 

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

OG!Mikey isolates and ignores you.

Manila!Mikey may just straight up kill you, and you both know it, so there’s not really any punishments to be doled out when you’re constantly on your best behavior due to fear of literal death. 🙃

Bonten!Mikey isolates and sometimes beats you if you misbehave. 

Kanto Manji!Mikey just straight up beats you and may potentially break a limb or two if you misbehave.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

With OG!Mikey, you’re not allowed to travel without him, and he would really prefer it if you let him regulate who you talk to and how you dress as well.

Manila, Bonten and Kanto Manji!Mikey take essentially all of your freedoms and toss them off the roof of the nearest high rise. You can only go where they say you can go, wear what they stipulate you can wear and speak to who they designate you can speak to.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

All the Mikey’s, with the exception of probably Kanto Manji!Mikey, can be and are reasonably patient. 

Sorta…

OG!Mikey is patient in the sense that he will pester you for however long is necessary until you return his affection, assuming that you don’t from the jump.

Manila!Mikey…actually M!M might not be all that patient now that I think about it. 🙃

Bonten!Mikey gives you at least a little time to adjust to your new environment after he has you taken, but it’s not much.

And Kanto Manji!Mikey is just straight up impatient. You need to do exactly as he says when he says and exactly how he wants it done even if he hasn’t specified how exactly that is, and you had better show him affection at all times, regardless of whether he’s explicitly signaled that he wants it or not.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

OG!Mikey is kinda unavoidable. He’s always in your orbit, so leaving him or “escaping” isn’t really an option. Plus he doesn’t really do anything extreme enough to warrant you either dying or permanently leaving. 

Unless you like…relocated out of the country or something, idk.

If Manila!Mikey’s desire dies, gotta be honest, it was probably by his own hand. If something extreme like that did happen though, he would definitely gaslight himself into believing that killing you was necessary because you had become a “crutch” and would hinder his goals. 

For Bonten and Kanto Manji!Mikey, it really doesn’t matter if you escape, because they’ll just use all the resources and manpower they have at their disposal to retrieve you. 

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

No and hell NO with a capital N.O.

OG!Mikey most likely isn’t going to abduct and therefore, neither of these questions really apply to him.

The other three are so far beyond pesky feelings like guilt that they just…don’t feel it. 🙃

They also would laugh in your face before becoming unreasonably furious if you or anyone else ever so much as implied that they should let you go. 

You are theirs, they need you and the only way you’re getting rid of them is if they get rid of you first.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

I feel like it’s pretty obvious in Mikey’s case, but losing so many important people throughout his life and witnessing (and partaking in) so much violence has A.) desensitized him and B.) ingrained in him a great sense of paranoia and fear surrounding losing anyone else.

Also, I like to think that Mikey’s Dark Impulses leave him vulnerable to being overcome with a major sense of entitlement and greed, such that when he sees something (or someone) he wants, he can’t comprehend that they don’t immediately belong to him. 

Or, perhaps more accurately, he just doesn’t care. 

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

OG!Mikey is least likely to kidnap you, so he doesn’t really have a reason to see you behave in such a manner. 

If he ever did though, he’d try his best to comfort you and help you see things his way. He wouldn’t be the best with words or nothin’, but hey, at least he tries. 

The other three frankly don’t care. 🙃

Yes, they somewhat understand that being taken away from your family and friends and isolated from the world is hard, but look at the bright side! All your needs are met with them, you want for nothing, and as long as you behave, they treat you like the criminal Queen you now are. 😌

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

You know how I mentioned earlier that OG!Mikey actually takes pleasure in dirtying his hands making sure you’re safe? 

Well, he also likes to have those instances filmed and sit and watch the recordings with you.

He likes to think of it as great bonding time, and honestly doesn’t see anything wrong with it. Besides, your discomfort, however obvious, is obviously because you’re seeing him get his clothing dirtied with blood. Right?

As for Manila!Mikey, I think the most abnormal thing he does or would do is kill you if he ever felt like you were becoming too much of an emotional crutch, which I think I briefly touched on earlier. 

Bonten!Mikey is just a weirdo. Like I said, he rarely talks to you and prefers to just observe, even once he’s acquired you. 

Kanto Manji!Mikey really doesn’t do anything too out of the ordinary, he just gets really physical but I think that’s about it.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

I’ma be honest witchu, I don’t think OG!Mikey has any real weaknesses you can exploit. 🙃

He’s maybe not the most mentally sound person around, but he’s definitely more…conscious than his counterparts, and he’s not dumb either. 

Now, as for Manila, Bonten and Kanto Manji!Mikey, you may have a slightly easier time emotionally manipulating them. 

They’re already so fragile and empty, if you were extremely intelligent (and careful) about it, you could feasibly exploit their delicate psyches and grant yourself an opportunity to escape.

It would be fairly difficult with Bonten!Mikey though, considering who makes up his little entourage, and Kanto Manji!Mikey is such a hardass that it would take a while to whittle him down, but if you were persistent and, again, very careful, I don’t see escaping being the most impossible task. 

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

They all try not to, but, as I’ve maintained up to this point and will continue to down the line, the one who’s most likely to simply hurt you is Kanto Manji!Mikey. 

As mentioned previously, Kanto Manji!Mikey is a borderline abuser (and that’s me being nice). 

He will hit you, grab you, push around, verbally assault you. 

He is not havin’ it, ok? 

Thing about that is, he doesn’t necessarily do these things unprovoked. 

It’s just that he loses his temper and, seeing as he’s already abandoned morality (for the most part anyway) and given in to his Dark Impulses, he’s just prone to outbursts of rage and violence. 

And you, unfortunately, just so happen to be the target of the outbursts more often than not. 

The other iterations of Mikey (OG, Manila and Bonten) are less likely to hurt you, with OG!Mikey being the least likely out of them all. 

Manila and Bonten!Mikey don’t hurt you unprovoked at all, and while Manila!Mikey is still the most likely to kill you, he’s not outright abusive like KM!Mikey is. 

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

OG!Mikey sort of reveres you in the way that he views you as pure and good and representative of all that’s right in the world. Other than that though, he views you as his equal, and that’s part of the reason why he’s so taken with you.

Manila, Bonten and Kanto Manji!Mikey don’t really revere or worship you. They just kinda…wanted you and decided they would have you. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Not long at all, surprise surprise. 

All the iterations of Mikey that I’ve mentioned thus far are very unaccustomed to being denied or having to wait to get what they want. This reflects in how they approach you. 

Once they’ve decided they want you, that pretty much settles it. 

Now, they’re determined to have you, and it would be better for everyone involved if you just calmly and quietly went along with his desire for you. 

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

OG!Mikey is the least likely to do so simply because he really doesn’t have the inclination to do anything extreme enough to the point where his desire would be broken. 

Now, if you just particularly weak and his basic monopolizing, stalking, etc. breaks you theeeen…hey, das on you. 🤷🏾‍♀️

The other three- Manila, Bonten and Kanto Manji Mikey- are all much more likely to break their desire, although the least likely out of them would be Manila Mikey. Which is wild cus he’s also the most likely to kill you but 🙃…

Their behaviors are comparatively much more extreme, especially Kanto Manji!Mikey, and I imagine it would be much harder for even the most emotionally and mentally robust person to stay sound for long. 

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OOOHH YALL walk with me but… I can’t stop thinking about douchebag guys that publicly voice their distaste for chubby women but are secretly the biggest chubby chasers on earth!

They’re your favorite to prey on because they’re just so easy. A little bit hair twirling, lollipop sucking and they’re practically putty in your hands.

They make it so obvious that they want you too, they say the makeup you’re wearing doesn’t suit your chubby face, so you tell them to fuck you so good you’re not wearing any anymore. They like to comment on how that crop top is too short and how they can see your stomach, so you ask why they’re so focused down there when your eyes are up here. They must want you cause they’re practically salivating at your tits! 

You promise them you won’t say anything to their friends when they slide in your dms later. You tell them that you understand, they’re just shy.

But you can’t help but laugh cruelly when you have them on their backs later. You have their phone in your hand, your cunt squeezing their cock so deliciously he wants to thrust up into you but you hold firm, I set the pace, you said. “Please.” he begs, beautiful crystalline tears in his eyes and you almost feel pity for him. 

Almost.

But then you remember how cruelly he laughed at you in front of his friends earlier and it just steels your resolve. 

You lift your hips and slam down on his cock, slow and steady and when you feel the telltale sign of his orgasm, you stop. “I- I can’t, just let me,” he tries to fuck up into you but clench around him so hard he has no choice but to be quiet. “Ah, ah, ah,” you chuckle venomously, lifting your hips out of reach. He tries desperately to buck up into your tight heat, but you’re sure to hold him down. “I’m in charge, remember?” You grin wickedly and he has no choice but to concede reluctantly. 

But you’re not cruel, obviously you want to get off too. So you slam right back down on his weeping cock, grinding your hips up and down his impressive length and you’re sure to capture the delicious, crystalline tears that build up in his eyes at your unforgiving pace. “Who’s fucking you good?” You ask, reaching a hand to tweak one of his sensitive nipples. “You.” He mutters under his breath, the pressure of his impending orgasm building in his lower stomach. “Me, who?” You say, slowing down the rhythm of your thrusts. He whines out at that, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “You, mommy! Please, just fuck me!” He finally cries out, tears of pleasure pouring down his cheeks. He gasps at the feeling of your soaking cunt choking his dick, his hips fucking up into you involuntarily.

But you don’t mind, fuck you’ve been waiting for him to fill you up since he arrived at your front door and the fact that you have it on camera?

Absolutely delicious.

It doesn’t take long before your cunt is clenching around him, your pussy squelching as you both milk each other’s orgasms. His hips stutter as he spills everything he has into you, declarations of love and adoration pouring from his lips. But it’s the same song and dance you’ve been privy to for years, love you in private but never in public and if you even breathe a word of it, they try to deny. 

But you don’t mind, you’ve got plenty of evidence. And it’d be a real shame if your finger slipped and you sent it to a group chat with their friends.  

—GOJO, GETO, NAOYA, Bakugo, KAMINARI, MONOMA, Dabi, SHIGARAKI, CHISAKI, SANEMI, OBANAI, TSUKISHIMA, Atsumu, Oikawa, RAN, Baji, Kazutora, SANZU, EREN, Levi, BUGGY, Mihawk, Zoro, Your fav

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