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18. Star Wars, Marvel, Harry Potter, TVD, Gravity falls, HTTYD and Disney fan. "All the best people are crazy."
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Criminal

Character Selected:- Midoriya Izuku

Anime:- My Hero Academia

Reader:- Dom!Male!Reader

Type:- NSFW/possessive/angst kinda?

Tw:- Psychological, lemon, Songfic,    manipulation, death, killing, blood, possessive, use of property (for izuku)

Read at your own risk.

[A/n:- (V/n) :- Villain name. BTW it will be my first lemon no matter how small so I hope you enjoy! Also this is set after bkdk's fight, so their friends again. Kinda. ]

He is a hustler, he's no good at all.

He is a loser, he's a bum, bum, bum.

He lies, he bluffs, he's unreliable

He is a sucker with a gun, gun,gun

The atmosphere was tense in the room. With two of the three glaring at each other from other side of the couches. The only adult woman, in the room, known as Midoriya Inko had an unreadable expression on her face with mixture of pain, panic, sadness and (mostly) shock  as she processed the news that had reached her in the last five minutes.

She looked at the young blonde boy beside her who was busy in the glaring contest with her son.

What may be the news you may ask that had her so spooked?

Izuku, her lovable, responsible- the biggest fanboy of the no. 1 hero- son had gone out and had started dating the current no.1 villain (V/n). And the way he was he was defending him as if he were some king, she couldn't understand just what happened to her bright son to turn to that path.

Never mind that she had to make him realise what he was getting himself into.

Yes and she was positive once he saw her point of view he would realise what the hell he was doing. And surely katsuki would help her. She turned to him and pleaded silently with her eyes and fortunately he seemed to get the message and slightly nodded his head.

I know you told me I should stay away

I know you said he's just a dog astray

He is a bad boy with a tainted heart

And even I know this ain't smart

Izuku knew this would happen one day. He predicted it would go this way. But never would he imagine that Bakugou would be the one to find out first. But he guessed it's not as surprising. After all he was the first one to find out about one for all.

Though he didn't expect him to just straight out go and tell his mother. He knew this was just his way of being worried about him? or so he thinks.., but he loved (M/n) damn it! Why couldn't they just understand that. So what if he was a villain? (M/n) loved him all the same.

But Mama I'm in love with a criminal

And this type of love isn't rational,

it's physical

Moans echoed around the room. The green-haired couldn't help but let out a sob as globs of tears run down his face. (M/n) thrusted widely into him. He had izuku in a mating press as he hugged him  and changed the angle of his thrust to aim at the greenettes prostate.

"ahh (M/n)~"

"s-slow down-n pl-ease~"

"Hmm?why should I baby~ you look so cute like this, all wet and hard for me~"

As he said that he thrusted slow and hard behind him, so that izuku was moving forward with each one.

He took his red cock in his hands and started jerking him off inlink with his thrusts.

"I- love you (nickname)"

You just snickered at the oblivious boy. Was he really so delusional to think that you loved him back. Haha he really was too trusting. So heroic of him to think that he could turn you on their side just because of his love. You wondered if thats why he did everything you asked? Hmm you'll just have to see how he'll go then~.

Mama please don't cry,

I will be alright

All reason aside I just can't deny,

I love the guy

No matter how much Inko tried, he was just not ready to listen...

Why can't he just understand that this is not only wrong but who knows what those villains could do to him...

"Izuku...please just listen." He could hear the desperation in her voice.

But he also couldn't get the tiny voice of (M/n) out of his head.

" Don't listen to her, I love you...you wouldn't want to lose what we have right... Do the right thing and I'll give you a reward~okay.."

Yes, he couldn't loose him, the only person who 'loves' the real him, not now..

He is a villain by the devil's law

He is a killer just for fun, fun, fun, fun

That man's a snitch and unpredictable

He's got no conscience, he got none, none, none, none

"(M/n)!! That's enough!! Your killing her!" Izuku yelled out trying to stop the ____ haired man from killing the poor girl who had tried to flirt with him.

"Hmm, how about...No. " He said with narrowed eyes directed at the greenette. He was holding the bloody beaten girl by the neck, hovering in the air so she was face to face with him.

"I don't like sharing my property you know" he said to the barely awake girl. It seemed she was trying to say something but (M/n) didn't gave her a chance to do so as he crushed her neck with his bare hand. The sickening cracked echoed in the alleyway accompanied by a horrified gasp.

" What? Did you think that just because you know your mistake I wouldn't kill you? That I would spare your pathetic life? Don't make me laugh..No one and I mean NO ONE touches what's mine." (M/n) said with a crazed chuckle and smirk as he talked to the now dead body of the girl.

Honestly it didn't matter to him if the girl would have asked the boy out or whatever she wanted, it was just an means to the end for him. He had to make sure Izuku stayed in love with him so he could get everything he wanted from him, and the other reason, well he was simply in the mood to kill. It was a golden opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. And through his observation of the greenettes behaviour in the next few days, he knew he succeeded.

All I know, should've let go, but no

And he's got my name,

Tattooed on his arm his lucky charm

So I guess it's okay he's with me

And I hear people talk

Trying to make remarks keep us apart

But I don't even hear

I don't care

Izuku knew he shouldn't feel this way. But he couldn't help it. He didn't knew how in the pits of hell did he developed such feelings much less for a villain too.

But when he heard you talk like that, claiming him as yours, and calling him your property...he didn't knew what happened but something in him snapped. And suddenly he didn't mind that there was a dead body right next to his feet. That a pool of blood was forming around it, reaching dangerously close to his shoes. He didn't mind that it stained the boots of his UA uniform, as he approached you and kissed you deeply.

Since then you noticed how he turned into an obedient little puppy whenever you were even a little bit possessive of him.

And oh~ you can't wait to use it to your advantage.

'Cause Mama I'm in love with a criminal

And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical

Mama please don't cry, I will be alright

All reason aside I just can't deny, I love the guy......

[A/n:-I...uh...Part 2...anyone?😶😶‍🌫️]

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The Fall (One-Shot)

Targaryen!OC x Karstark!OC and one-sided Targaryen!OC x Daemon Targaryen one-shot. It could turn into a story if there is demand for it.

The intro is here.

The intro for part two is here.

Part two is here.

The intro for part three is here.

Part three is here.

The intro for part four is here.

Part four is here.

The intro for part five is here.

Part five is here.

The intro for part six is here.

Part six is here.

The intro for part seven is here.

Part seven is here.

The Plot: If Rhaenyra was the Realm's Delight, her younger twin sister Daenys, the second of her name, was its Summer. Born a few moments after her sister, Daenys was a surprise that no one expected. Very small with a head full of silver hair, she was pronounced dead before she took her first breath. But by the grace of the Gods, her lilac eyes fluttered open, and Queen Aemma cried tears of joy holding both of her babes in her loving embrace. Fast forward, King Viserys hosts a tournament to celebrate the birth of his third child. There Daenys meets Ser Artos Karstark, son of Lord Steffan Karstark.

- Disclaimer: I only own my OCs and other stuff you don’t recognize from the books and the show.

- Warning: This story is rated M. It will contain incest, violence, blood, gore and other mature themes. It is GoT fanfiction after all.

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Storytelling (platonic Henry x male reader, hinted at Peter Pan x male reader)

summary: While on Neverland Henry is watched over by R in case any of his family show up. After a while, Henry gets bored of sitting in silence and decides to question the quiet teen on why he's so loyal to such a monster.

Warnings: Mentions/hints at past abuse, slight religious themes (R's story involves Frodo and the Notre Dame), body modifications?? idk is that a warning

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Henry sat quietly against the tree he was tied to as he watched the group of lost boys dance around the fire to the music he couldn't hear. Not far from his sat Y/n, his e/c eyes boring into the brunette kid. "Why are you so quiet?" Henry asked as he looked over to the mysterious boy. The elder teen looked down like he was trying to hide his face as he licked his chapped lips. Henry leaned forward to try and catch a better look at his face, only briefly spotting his badly healed forked tongue as it retreated into his mouth. "What happened to your tongue?" The clueless boy's question made the residents of the camp freeze and Y/n tense up. "What?" Y/n asked, his voice was hoarse as if he hadn't used it much. "Your tongue looks weird. What happened to it?" The air in the camp grew tense as they waited for Y/n's response. Was he going to blow up at Henry like he did at the last person who asked him that question? It didn't seem so as Y/n calmly stood to move closer to the savior's son. "It's a long story." Henry shrugged, "It seems we've got plenty of time and I'm a great listener."

Y/n turned his head to Pan with a raised brow. The group's leader nodded before turning back to the rest of the lost boys. "What are you staring at?" His question made the group break out of their trance as they went back to dancing around the fire like nothing happened. Y/n sat down next to the Mills boy, pulling off his hood so he could get a good look at him. "You know about the Notre Dame?" Henry nodded, "It's the church in Quasimodo's story." Y/n looked over to the kid, "Quasi's what now?" Henry shook his head, "It's nothing. Continue." Y/n reluctantly let it go, continuing with his story. "Do you know who Frodo is?" Henry nodded. "Well, before he became priest, we studied at the Notre Dame together. I was a much better student than he was and he got jealous. You see, he wanted the position as a priest at Notre Dame, but to get that he'd have to be at the top of our class." Y/n spared a glance at Henry to see him listening intently.

"Every sunday after service I would go to the town square to give the Romani people some bread, but that was against the rules. And one day Frodo followed me and decided he found his opportunity to get me out of his way. So he went to the head priest at the time and told him of my breaking of the rules. Later that evening I was taken to the bell tower and they cut my tongue as punishment. 'Those who advocate for the damned share the tongue of the serpent and so I give you a permanent reminder of your sins,' He said." Henry looked at the older boy confused, "So why are you here? If you worked in such a holy place why do you help such a monster like Pan?" Y/n looked down at his intertwined hands and let out a chuckle. "Y'know, he's not as bad as you make him out to be. I mean, he saved all of these kids from their pain, before Peter found them they were lost. That's why we're called the lost boys."

"You called him Peter." Y/n looked over to the younger boy and let out a hum. "Everyone else calls him Pan but you called him Peter. Why?" Y/n laughed, "Kid, I've been here since the late 14th century. Over such a long time lost boys come and go, Peter's the closest I've had to a friend in centuries." Felix let out a scoff as he sat next to Y/n, "Sure. He's a friend if friend means people you snog with." Y/n rolled his eyes, "What do you want, Felix? I'm watching the kid." The blonde shrugged, "Pan wants to talk with you." Y/n pat Henry on the shoulder as he got up from the ground. "Welp, talk to you later kiddo."

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A Suitable Alternative

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Summary: When the inquisitors are caught assaulting Lord Vaders darling little engineer two things happen. 1. Vader swiflty teaches his underlings a lesson. And 2. The sith lord finally puts his little one in her place. Which unbeknownst to her is beside him.

Warnings: yandere!vader, Suitless!Vader (as in not clinically needed) , possessive!Vader, attempted sexual assault, swearing, canonical violence, threats, coercive & obsessive behaviour, semi forced relationship.

A/N: *insert ben affleck smoking meme here* Like what do i say about this? Incase you didnt already know I love a dark yandere tropes. Powerful Posessive men who will fuck up anyone who touches their darling. So yeah. Backtrack about a week i decided to pop starwars prequel on for background noise then kind of... watched it, then watched Kenobi. Anakin is prety much the definition of a soft obsessive yandere. And vader? Psychotic yandere. And well this is what you get, i genuinely couldnt help it. Enjoy my fuckery while i go yeet myself off a bridge and look for my moral compass. 👋😀

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Yandere! Hawks With a Manipulative S/o

Hawks x Gn! Reader

Here we are again, everyone. Ive decided to come back to yandere Hawks once again. It was so tempting, i couldn't help myself.

W: Mentions of mental illness, (alluded) Alexithymia, Personality/Identity issues, NSFW

TW: Dangerous Delusions, Murder (Mentioned), Manipulation, Abuse, Cheating, Dubcon (Not really)

  • He doesn't understand what you meant when you said "Leave me alone, Hawks." You weren't angry but it was obvious that you were irritated.
  • His eyes were focused on you, watching your every move.
  • You didn't kick him out of your shop so that must mean there was some interest.
  • Right?
  • He'd made sure that your shop and his patrol routes would overlap each other.
  • He needed to see you once a day, it made him feel something other than...nothing.
  • You always brought some odd feeling into his life when he saw you but he didn't understand it.
  • It's foreign to him. Why did he feel light around you?
  • He was killing himself with trying to find the answer but he believed it was best to just let it be.
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warnings/tags: 18+, dark themes, manipulation, Hades x Persephone AU (sort of, I took a lot of liberties), obsessive!Aemond, soft dark!Aemond, Persephone!Aemond, Hades!Reader, Reader’s a recluse, tags are not exhaustive 

wc: 5.1k

summary: He’s always wanted to be loved. And you’re going to be one who gives it to him. 

this is very experimental bc I don’t usually write like this but yk, gotta expand my horizons. Aemond definitely feels more Hades coded but that felt cliche so I did Hades!Reader instead 🥲 hope you have fun reading!!!

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The idea that Luke would fedex overnight ship grogu to din without even like an in person explanation or at the very least a note.. akfndnnrgnnfnnfnf?? In my brain Luke was like all ready in the x wing and punched in the coordinates and saw tatooine and was like oh absolutely not fuck this

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Anonymous asked:

Pros of hawks having bird instincts:

- free shiny things/trinkets cuz he definitely has a magpie mode

-he's probably good at detangling and braiding hair since he's gotta take care of his feathers daily

Cons of bird mode:

-ya know how eventually birds just push their young out of the nest to see if they can fly????

i-cant-sing answered:

Step Dad Hawks is so annoying because he's casually using all the bird analogy here and there, but when he's in heat, it's 100 times worse because now he's all hormonal and his bird instincts are in override and he thinks that you're in danger and could be attacked by any other hormonal person who wanna put babies in you. And Hawks can't have his baby having babies, so he's violently shoving you to the bed- or "nest" as Keigo calls it.

Your once clean and pristine bed (because mama Hawks be dusting and cleaning whenever she can- wearing a whole checked apron to complete the fit... and the vibes), is now covered with twigs and leaves and Keigo's merch(that he keeps a personal stash at home). He forces you to go and change into his smelly ass hoodie before he changes you himself, and when you return, he carries you to bed and cuddles you, which is really just him scenting you all over (to make the "predators" know you're taken). His eyes are going to be wide open and he'll be on high alert for danger, and as tempting as it is, you should not pick your phone now to call for help. Not unless you want Keigo to shriek and throw your phone against the wall, before further shoving you into his chest and cooing soft words to comfort you- even though he's he's one panicking around.

You eventually fall asleep and wait for Dad Dabi to come home, or you wait for Hawks to go to the kitchen to make you some food and that's your chance to sneakily make a call to Dad Dabi, telling him to get home before Hawks forces down worms and maggots down your throat.

When Dabi comes home, he walks in to see his daughter covered in red feathers and being hogged by Hawks who's acting even more clingier than Rei.

Dabi has to drag Hawks off you, who wants to both jump Dabi's bones but also keep an eye on you because what if you get hurt when he's not looking?

Dabi manages to convince him that you'll be alright in your room and once Hawks goes inside his room, that's when Dabi nods at you to leave. Outside, Uncle Natsuo is waiting, who laughs at your pissed expression and how you were covered in feathers.

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^Hawks when he wakes up the next morning and can't find his baby anywhere in the house. Dabi, sighs and pulling Hawks back to bed: time for round 2...

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Anonymous asked:

hear me out yandere god Wilbur falling for Reader who is a dancer and even though Reader is a dancer they don’t worship the god of music Wilbur but instead a different god (whatever god of your choice)

thesunicarusfellfor answered:

Ughghg Gods make the brain go brrrrr I sweaaaarrrr I love writing possessive gods. It's so great. I want to see more God AUs of MCYTs.

Pretty lame compared to my normal writing tbh

Dance for Me (Yandere!God!C!Wilbur x GN!Dancer!Reader) Headcanon/Fic

(Hints of Yandere!God!C!Dream x Reader)

  • He wanted more parties.
  • He wanted any little excuse to see that little dancer again.
  • It didn't matter how much he hated Dream, if inviting him to his parties meant he brought that dancer over, by gods he would beg Dream to stay longer.
  • When Tommy told him he was invited to a massive peace treaty banquet, he dreaded going.
  • He hated so many of the other gods and honestly, it didn't seem worth the migraine.
  • But there was wine.
  • He must've been close to downing his fifth cup when he saw the most lovely figure he's ever seen.
  • They twirled around Dream in a perfectly rehearsed pattern, the green fabrics of their clothing swiping through the air with delicate grace.
  • He was pissed, seeing how the God was skillfully ignoring you to talk to George, missing the beautiful display you were putting on.

"I'm going to hate every second of this..." Wilbur murmured under his breath as he pushed open the door, a few of his dancers and servants in tow behind him, one holding his beloved guitar as instructed.

The massive golden room with a long grand table standing in the centre. Placed strategically around the dark oak table were dozens of thrones, styled to suit each god that was likely attending. There were quite a few dancers dressed in their gods' respective colours, as well as a few servants standing behind their gods' thrones, waiting for commands.

Giving a sigh, he dragged his feet towards his throne that was decorated to his liking and plopped down in it, immediately grabbing the glass of wine that was placed in front of his blank plate. Beside him, his father who was sitting on a black-feathered throne, chuckling to himself, "Long day, mate?"

"I hate here..." He mumbled bitterly into his glass, downing the scarlet coloured liquid as quickly as he could to make this event more bearable, "Why would I want to be in a room with Tommy AND Dream?"

Philza chuckled quietly and have him a pat on the shoulder, "Yeah, yeah, trust me, I know." He shook his head before adjusting his hat, "It'll go quickly, just focus on the wine and dancers. You'll be fine."

Once he got a refill on his glass, he began downing it again as people began to party and celebrate. Honestly, he couldn't chug the glasses of wine down fast enough, the party just got more and more annoying. Anything from Tommy's breathing being slightly too loud, to Techno's usual snippy remarks, even Dream's very existence, everything was filling him with unnecessary anger and annoyance.

By his fifth or sixth glass, he was about to stand up and leave, until the flowing of green fabric brushing past his vision caught his attention. Normally, he would just ignore it, as he was used to fabric always flitting around him (albeit his dancers were dressed in tans, golds and yellows) but the movements were so... different.

He lifted his head completely and stared in shock. There was an elegant figure twirling around Dream in a perfectly rehearsed routine, their lime green silken and chiffon fabrics with diamond and white gemstones tied perfectly around their smooth (s/t) skin. Their soft (h/l) (h/c) hair was neatly styled out of the way while perfectly accenting their flowing movements.

Wilbur's mouth parted slightly in shock as he watched the beautiful dance, which is more than Dream was doing. The idiot was ignoring such a beautiful dance to talk to George, which made him realize that Dream didn't need such a skilled dancer in his court. Wilbur wanted them in his court, and by the gods, he would worship them as if they were a god and he was a mere peasant. Whether they wanted him to or not.

Time must've passed very quickly because, by the time he had shaken himself out of his stupor, he saw Dream staring at him from across the table with a knowing smug grin and his hand on the dancer's mostly bare hip.

"Stunning, aren't they?" He smirked, looking up at them, "This is my lead dancer and my personal favourite of my worshipers. Introduce yourself to him, Doll, let the other gods know who you are. And how you belong to me."

Wilbur was almost trapped in a state of awe as they hurriedly went around the table before stopping at the side of his throne, immediately dropping into a bow, "(Y/n) (L/n), Lead dancer of Dream's temple. Thank you for allowing me to be in your presence. How can I please you, God of Music?" While their lines seemed a bit robotic and possibly more rehearsed than their dances, the God found himself melting at the sound of their voice.

"Please, continue dancing, and enjoy the party to your heart's content."

  • You honestly were quite tired from dancing all day and all night, but such is life.
  • Dream definitely wasn't the most merciful god.
  • But the praises you received from the harsh god made your heart soar. It felt nice to be treated so sweetly by someone who was considered cruel.
  • The banquet was filled with laughter and joyous music, dancers in different outfits and colours expertly twirling around their gods in an attempt to appease them and hold their attention for long enough.
  • You briefly glanced over in time to see the God of Music staring at you with his mouth parted in shock.
  • The amount of pride that filled you as you realized you had another gods attention was almost overwhelming.
  • Unconsciously, you found yourself dancing more elegantly and passionately, determined to keep his attention on you, and you only.
  • Your movements stopped immediately once you felt a calloused hand place itself around you and land on your waist.
  • Keeping your head down respectfully, you tried your best to ignore the murmuring of the two gods, but couldn't help but bite your lip at the praise Dream was giving to you.
  • After introducing yourself to Wilbur, Dream told you to follow his orders and continue enjoying the rest of the party.

"Name your price for them." Wilbur turned to Dream the second the dancer left his side, "Anything. Everything. Now."

"Eager, aren't we?" The man smirked, adjusting his position to lean forward slightly, "Is your attention that easy to grab, Wilbur? A mere dancer with skill and a tiny bit of green fabric?"

Hiding his growl in a sip of wine, the music god rolled his eyes, "They have immense amounts of skill, they should be worshipped rather than worship. Name your price, Dream, I want that dancer and I will do anything it takes to have them in my grasp."

"Hmm... I'm not sure... They are very good at their job, and I quite like their presence around my temple. Isn't your temple's independence enough? Or are you not satisfied? Always wanting more and more..." He shook his head in mock disappointment, "I'll give them to you... But just know, you owe me one of your dancers and a favour. Where I can ask for anything I want from you."

"Deal," Wilbur smirked, barely thinking about it. He would lay down his entire temple for that single dancer. With a quick motion, he signalled one of his best dancers over and told her that she now belonged to Dream, and in response, Dream called the lead dancer over and told them the same thing.

While the two dancers were surprised, they knew not to disobey orders and went around the table to meet their new gods more personally.

The second (Y/n) got close enough, Wilbur pulled them into his lap and held them close, gently holding their chin so they would look at him, "Hello, (Y/n), you're going to be worshipping me from now on. Now, let's get you out of this... Awful colour..." He gently grabbed at your lime coloured clothing, turning it into a golden hue after touching it.

Upon seeing their shocked expression, he smirked.

"Only gods are supposed to wear gold, my darling, and you fit the bill quite well."

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I genuinely feel like Snape is lucky for dying when he did because if he had still been the potions professor when Teddy Lupin came to Hogwarts, he’d be utterly fucked. A metamorphagus with Lupin-Tonks-Black family DNA, the snark and intelligence of Remus, the boldness and impulsiveness of Tonks, raised by Andromeda, and cared for by a Potter and Weasley? Yeah, there’s no way he’d survive that. He would’ve been reduced to the grease of his hair two weeks into the school year.