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I Belong to You // Yandere Reactions.

How would yandere Bakugou, Dabi, Fumikage, Izuku, and Kirishima react to their darling developing Stockholm Syndrome and her devotion showing when somebody finally shows up to rescue her?  

Bakugou had finally been happy. It had taken so long and so much work, but your life together was so…perfect. His darling was finally settled down and he finally felt at peace. Maybe that peace was what caused this. Maybe he had gotten lax or lazy or something.

And maybe that was how this had happened.

Somehow or another, some wannabe hero had found out about everything. Bakugou stalking you so many years ago, your unsolved disappearance, all of it. They had managed to track down your new home, waiting until Bakugou’s guard was down to finally strike. He’d been in bed with you, sleeping soundly, when the shattering of the heavy door rang through house. Bakugou quickly bounded out of bed, bare feet pressing to the cool floor, as he urged you to stay there.

“Katsuki-”

“I’ll be fine,” he snapped quickly, “so do as you’re told.”

He rushed out of your bedroom, leaving his darling behind him and finding someone new in front of him. Upon seeing this stranger standing in his hallway, Bakugou assumed a battle stance and shouted out,

“Who the fuck are you?!”

“Me?” He laughed, “I’m a hero and you’re a liar.”

And then the story spilled out. The accusations, the details, this little hero knew everything that Bakugou had ever done. The violent attacks on rivals that had gone unsolved, the disappearance of a young girl and even a few killings, the little things that didn’t add up about Bakugou…Between kicks and punches and deafening explosions, everything came out.

“I’m going to take you down! I’m going to take her away from you!”

“No!”

Bakugou hadn’t noticed you leave the room, neither of them had. They’d both been too lost in their battle to see you standing there. But in an instance, you had attacked the intruder from behind, knocking him clean out with a several heavy blows. You brought down the metal table lamp again and again until he was out…and the house was finally silent. And for a moment, Bakugou was simply stunned. He didn’t even bark at you for disobeying him as he often did, he didn’t care about that at all. And with tears in your eyes, you forgot about the unconscious man and threw yourself in your husband’s arms.

“Katsuki! Are you okay?!” You asked him.

“I’m…I’m fine.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t listen! But I heard what he said…he was going to take me from you…and I was so scared, Katsuki!”

Tears streamed down your face as you pulled away a little, looking into Bakugou’s blood red eyes.

“I don’t ever want to leave you.”

And just like that, Bakugou knew that he had won. He’d won the fight and, even better, he’d won YOU. He had successfully broken you down and built you into his perfect little darling, devoted and loyal and loving…and he couldn’t be happier. Ignoring his bloodied lips, he kissed you passionately again and again, whispering to you in a gruff voice in between kisses.

“No one can ever take you from me.”

“You belong to me, baby.”

“I’ll NEVER let that happen.”

He means it. Bakugou’s reaction is going to be a determined one. He’s going to clean up this mess and fix EVERYTHING, starting with this pathetic whelp. And once this was all taken care of, Bakugou just might reward your love with a bit of his own.

Dabi wasn’t expecting this at all, any of it. How could he have expected such a mess? For the past few years, everything had been quiet and perfect. You had been perfect. A well behaved little slut. So this attack had blindsided him completely.

He had never seen it coming.

Which was utterly embarrassing for him, and a little dangerous for you both. It was pure coincidence that a League meeting was so rudely interrupted by a Pro Hero and his newly graduated sidekick. The coincidence grew twice more, once because you were simply there, sitting by his side. He DID like to show you off at meetings, even having the occasionally bit of fun. But there had been no fun tonight. When the heroes burst in, Dabi had protected you from the debris of brick and rock. Then he dragged you away to another room, quietly hissing for you to stay put and to stay quiet.

And then he returned to the fight.

It was vicious and violent and Dabi was fighting with everything that he had…until he saw the little sidekick sneaking away, heading towards the room he’d hidden you in. Fear bubbled up in his chest as he quickly rushed after him, bright blue fire following his every step. You’d been sitting quietly in the corner, expecting Dabi to burst in and take you away any second. He didn’t. The coincidence grew for the last time, as this sidekick had been your classmate. Your friend.

He found you there, wearing a little black dress that exposed your bruises and burns and the name so carefully burned into your soft skin: DABI.

“Y/N!”

He ran to you, only to be stopped by a furious Dabi. The villain grabbed him, throwing him down hard and tossing a heavy punch. The fight that ensued was brutal one but it ended with Dabi on top of the little hero, kneeling on his back and pining him to the ground.

“Y/N!” The hero cried out, “Run! I’ll take care of him!”

And you laughed. They were both shocked, watching as you stood up and adjusted your dress, exposing Dabi’s name a little more. Affectionately, you touched the burns and looked at your former friend with a small smile.  

“Why would I do that?” You asked. “Why would I ever leave Dabi? I love him.”

Your confession was enough to stun your former friend for a minuet, allowing Dabi to knock him out and stand up, grabbing you harshly. As you pulls you into his arms, he can’t stop himself from smiling and stealing a deep, hot kiss from your lips.  

“That’s my girl.”

Dabi’s reaction is sick pride. He’s absolutely proud of you, proud that you’re finally and fully his devoted little slut. And he’s going to reward you. The second Dabi gets you safely at home, he’s going to throw you to the bed, burn off that little dress, and fuck the daylights out of you. He’ll kiss you and bite you and give you a little heart shaped burn as a present, all while loudly proclaiming his LOVE for you.  

Fumikage had thought that everything was perfect. And to him, it truly was. The bits and pieces of his life had finally come together and he was happier then he’d ever been before. You had finally accepted your place as his darling and he couldn’t have been more overjoyed with it.

So, of course, everything had to suddenly go wrong.

Fumikage wasn’t sure what mistake he had made along the way (he always made a point of being careful…had he missed something?) or how this had even happened. But somehow, a some point, he must have left something behind. A crumb, a clue, something that had simply gone unnoticed by him…but not by someone else.

Not by him.

Staring at his friend and former classmate, Fumikage knew that everything he loved was on the line. His career as a pro hero, his reputation in the community, his life with you. He could lose all of it in only a matter of moments if he didn’t play his cards correctly.  

“You’re a monster!”

The words were spit our with cruelty, making Fumikage flinch. But he didn’t take his eyes off of his opponent nor did he move, knowing that you were right behind him. It had been a quiet afternoon at home when this intruder burst in, leaving you shaking behind your now husband. He couldn’t let anything happen to you. He couldn’t let you be taken from him.  

“I know what you may think,” Fumikage said quietly, “but you don’t know the whole story.”

“I know enough to see you for what you are! I’m taking her and-”

Who knows what he had been going to say. Because, though it was during his weaker period, Fumikage still attacked with everything he had. Not because he wanted, no, but because he HAD to. He couldn’t watch his love be stolen away from him without doing anything about it! Fumikage couldn’t lose you! It was a brutal fight, the worst Fumikage had ever faced. It was taking all of his strength and skill just to keep his head above water and, for a moment, it seemed like he was failing.

Like he was LOSING.

Fumikage heard you shout his name, your voice filled with desperation and fear. Then he heard something else: a loud, sickening crack. And for a moment, he was still stunned. His head buzzed painfully as you rushed to him, pulling him into your arms and resting he head on your lap.

“Fumikage? Are you okay?”

His eyes roamed the room. Furniture was strewn around, tossed and wrecked in the fight. His foe lay unconscious on the floor. And a broken table leg lay next to him. He quickly realized what had happened and looked up at you.

“I am. I’m okay, darling.”

“Oh, thank goodness!” You cried out, quickly kissing his beak.

“I was so scared! When he said he was going to take me from you, I just…I couldn’t let that happen! I could never leave you…”

Despite how horribly this quiet day at home had gone, Fumikage was still happy. His reaction is one of soft, sweet joy. He DOES see himself as a monster for everything he’s done, he’s disgusted by his yandere side. But to know that you still love this monster…well, it’s a good feeling. Of course, he still has a mess to clean but afterwards…he’ll throw himself into your love, never, ever wanting to leave it behind.

Izuku was FINALLY happy. His dreams had finally come true and he was the happiest yandere that ever lived!! And how could he not be? He was a hero, beloved by all but especially by YOU. His lover. His darling. His wife. You were so well behaved now, so sweet and loving…and Izuku had been SO happy.

Until HE had ruined it.

It had been years ago, back in his UA days, when Izuku had taken you away from your friends and family and your stupid little boyfriend. He’d since forgotten about his former rival but it seemed as though Kentin had not forgotten about him…or you. Izuku had returned home to your horrified screams and had acted immediately. He followed your cries of fright through the house, each quick step bringing him closer to his darling.

“Let me go! Get OFF!!”

“Y/N!”

He ran to you, finding you struggling with…Kentin. It had been years since he’d seen the boy but he still knew him. How many times had Izuku watched you together? Kissing and cuddling and so much more…he hated him them and he hated him now. Grabbing your ex by the shoulders, Izuku threw him off of you and swooped you up, pulling you safely into his arms.

“Oh! Izuku!”

“It’s alright, honey, I’m here now.”

“Honey? Honey? Is that what she is to you?” Kentin stood up shakily, glaring at Izuku with venom. “Not your captive? Your slave?”

“Shut up!” Izuku snapped, pushing you behind him.

“You stole her! You’re a monster!”

“I love him!”

They both stopped. Though you were safely hidden from Kentin’s eyes, he could still see your hands wrapping around Izuku, grasping his shirt with tight fingers. Upon reflex, Izuku’s hands immediately went to yours, holding them softly.

“It’s not Izuku’s fault, none of this is is! He’s just…passionate. And loving! And brave! And I’m not going to leave him!!”

It was so beautiful that one would almost assume that he had trained you to say it. After all, Izuku had taught you to do and say many wonderful things over the years but this…this was better. This was REAL. This was you WANTING him and LOVING him and, oh, it was lovely!! With an overjoyed smile across his face, Izuku lifted your hand to his lips and gave it a sweet peck.

“Go hide, honey, I’ll take care of this,” he whispered softly, “I’ll come get you when it’s all over okay.”

You run away, leaving Izuku and his rival all alone. He probably should have taken care of this years ago but…whatever!

He’ll do so right now.

Izuku’s reaction is a mixed up, messed up kind of reaction. Half of him is more proud and in love then ever. You defended him! You refused to leave him! YOU LOVE HIM!! But the other half is furious that anyone would ever try to take you from him. To you, he’s going to be extra loving and extra sweet but to his rival…well, like I said. Izuku is going to take care of him. Quickly. Painfully. And all with a smile on his face.

Kirishima had been lost in total bliss. And who could blame him? The past couple of years had definitely been difficult but…everything was so lovely now. YOU were lovely and sweet and so, so in love. All that difficulty seemed so terribly worth it.  

But this…this is the most difficult thing your love had brought him.

How come life always had to give you a gut punch just when things were getting good? Kirishima had been able to score the tow of you a long, romantic vacation, something he had always dreamed of but never managed to get. First he was busy training you and then he was busy being a pro hero! But he had finally manged to get the time to take you away and everything was just perfect.

Until it suddenly wasn’t.

Who would have known that a friend of yours had finally discovered the truth? Who would have thought that you would be followed to your secluded vacation home, just to be so cruelly confronted? Now Kirishima was forced to face off with a friend, having no choice but to defend his love.

“You’re crazy!” He shouted, dodging one attack and throwing out his own.

“Me?! I’M the CRAZY one?! Think of what you’re doing to Y/N!! Locking her away, spying on her, keeping her away from everyone who cares about her!”

“She doesn’t need anyone else,” Kirishima snapped, “I care about her! I love her!!”

“No. Your obsessed with her!”

Kirishima was losing. But he couldn’t! He couldn’t lose this fight! What would happen to you if he did?  Blood was spit from his mouth as he struggled to fight, taking hit after hit but refusing to back down. Thoughts of you flashed through his mind, your sweet smile as you looked up at him, cuddling with you on the couch, you saying his name…

“Kiri!”

He hadn’t imagined that. And he wasn’t imaging you as you lifted up a heavy rock from the sand and bashed his opponents head in. There was a disgusting thud as they fell, the rock falling with them. And then you were running to his side, taking his hand in yours.

“Oh my god! Are you okay, baby?”

“I’m…I’m fine. I’m alright, babe, I’m good.”

And he was. Sure he was pretty beat up but…did that really matter right now? His heart was soaring with joy as Kirishima reached up, softly stroking your face.

“I love you, Y/N. So, so much…i can’t believe you did that for me.”

“Why wouldn’t I? I couldn’t let you get hurt! I love you too much to let such a thing happen, Kiri.”

Kirishima’s reaction is a love filled, over joyed reaction. Once he finishes dealing with the mess he’s made, he’ll go right back to enjoying your vacation. It’ll be romantic and wonderful and perfect…but nowhere near as perfect as you!

(Thank you to the requester!) 

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Columbiners are like “there’s an orb in my selfie I think it’s Dylan Klebold watching over me” Like dude why would a 17 year old kid that hated the world want to watch over your special snowflake ass he just wanted to watch foot porn and die it’s probably a dead relative or something