#yandere! reader

he'd only been following you for just a few months so far, so how come it felt like he was the one being watched?

were the cops already on his ass?

had his sweet, innocent pretty little doll caught on and reported him

no, no. hiori had barely been watching ya for maybe what, like... 5 months?

and, its not like he had done anything to deprived. (yet, cough cough.) sure, he'd been following his doll around campus, making sure they'd gotten from class to class, all the while slowly but surely figuring out their schedule, what classes they took, what cafes they liked

hell, hiori even managed to narrow down what major you took, and what exact dorm room you stayed in, though he hadnt gotten inside your precious little safe space yet. emphasis on yet.

the worst thing he'd done was beat the absolute shit out've a guy he'd seen flirting with you during a party at his very own frat. it had been one of the two times hiori had came down from his loser cave of a dorm room when a event was being hosted. thankfully the drunken idiot was, well, drunk, and couldn't remember which sick fuck had broken his jaw and nose.

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that was all besides the point though. hiori couldn't resist the urges anymore. he needed to see what your room looked like, what your bed smelled like, how you kept your desk organized...

he needed to be in his doll's space. the risks didn't matter to him anymore.

so, he put a plan into place. late tonight, he would sneak into your room, 10 minutes after you turned your light off. he knew you went to bed about ten minutes after doing so.

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' it'd be fine, right? ' were hiori's exact thoughts as he climbed into your window. of course, his pretty doll had left the window unlocked. god, you were so dumb sometimes, weren't you?

he ever so carefully stepped in, glancing over to where you were laying in your bed one more time before slowly sliding the window closed, letting out a small sigh or relief.

hiori ran a almost trembling hand through his hand as he turned towards your bed again, taking cautious steps closer and closer till he was hovering over you.

or, what he thought was you.

' ...what the hell? ' why weren't you in bed? why the FUCK was there just a remotely person shaped pile of pillows tucked under the covers in your bed?

hiori was abruptly yanked from his thoughts and yanked down by the hood of his jacket slightly from behind. the next thing he knew, felt and saw, was a soft hand holding a cloth with something on it over his mouth.

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the first thing he felt when he woke up was someone laying next to him. or more, like practically draping themselves over him.

the first thing hiori saw, however, was the fact he was still in your room and laying on your bed. and there you were, sitting so pretty in his lap, his arms forcefully wrapped around you due to the tape around his wrists, staring up at him like you'd been waiting for this for so, so long.

he took a second to look around the room before finally meeting your gaze. there were pictures everywhere on your walls. of him. it was clear you'd been watching him for much longer than he'd been watching you.

the first thing he heard was a small and soft giggle from you.

" its all you, yknow... " you said, gently but firmly grabbing his face and shifting even closer on his lap, so close he could feel your breath on his eyes. your hands cupped his face like he was the most fraglie perfect thing ever, but he knew he was far from it.

among said photos was a picture of what looked to be a girl, ina clearly bad state, dirty and bloody. hiori recognized her as the girl he'd flirted with one time, during some random frat party. he'd heard she'd dropped out of school maybe just days later.

now, it'd all made sense. why he felt like he was being watched. why no girls even spared him a glance. why some of his things had been disappearing.

" your just as sick as me, arent you? " you whispered in his ear before leaning down and sharply biting down on his neck. fuck, he was so wrong for getting hard over this.

" a-... at least un-tape my wrists first next time, doll... " he responded, easily snapping his hands free, one of them pressing your head even further against his neck, his other hand resting on your lower back, pressing you against him, making sure you felt just how you were affecting him.

in a matter of seconds, hiori had flipped you over back onto the bed, and was pounding into your warmth, his head buried in the crook of you neck and your legs folded up and over his shoulders.

" f-fuck, doll... yer real close, arent ya? " he mumbled against your skin, feeling you clench around him even more, the wet squelchs of him going in and out becoming louder and louder. you were just so, so fucking warm and wet for him, he could cry.

" mm... m-mhm!, c-cumming.. " you replied, barely able to form words from how good it felt. not even a second after your release, hiori followed, spilling inside of you and slumping ontop of you.

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" yknow... im keeping ya now. yer gonna be mine now, alright? " hiori spoke up, running his fingers through your hair gently as you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

" mhm... i think i'd probably kill if you just left and went for another person after this " you answered with a little giggle, your voice warm and still blissed out.

" same here, doll. "

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the voices say: lwky havent written out the actual deed before, so the pacing is a bit bad.

the voices also say: why is yandere! reader so underrated... why cant I be the freak???

Yan! Damian; *randomally dropped by full robin costume since he texted her and she didnt reply for two minutes.*

Yan! Damian; beloved? Are you here? *He walks around while hearing music playing on your phone outside the bathroom.*

Yan! Damian; and tell me why the hell didnt you tell me about this?!

*damian practically fuming since reader didnt ask for his help first when dealing with this.*

Yan! Damian; I knew I should have installed that camera here too.

Yan! Reader; 👁️👄👁️

Yan! Damian; *just realizing she was still listening to him and heard that.* 👁️_👁️

Yan! Reader; YOU FREAKING PERVERT! YOU PUT CAMERAS IN MY HOUSE!??

Yan! Damian; HEY! THATS FOR STEALING MY BOXERS TO MAKE A STUPID SHRINE OF ME!!!

Yan! Reader; THATS AN EXPRESSION OF HOW DEVOTED I AM YOU ASSHOLE!

Yan! Damian; OH?! AND YOU DONT THINK THATS EXCESSIVE?!

Yan! Reader; WOW! YOUR ONE TO TALK PERVERT!

Yan! Damian; I AM NOT A PERVERTಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ

*and they continue to argue over stupid shit like the old bickering couple they are, I wonder how his parents would react if they saw the type of love their kid has w this other kid.*

Talia; hm, just as I expected your just like your father. Always the crazy girls.

(of course she was that type of woman, crazy in her own right but not to your extent (which is bad??) but she accepts it)

Bruce; 👁️👁️(is silently thinking of either getting a restraining order against you since you broke damians leg once since you thought he was "flirting" with a random cashier or have a daughter and father in law chat of his son???)

Jack felt so strange, like his head was growing fuzzy the more his kidnapper, or, number one fan, kept doting on him.

She hadn't hurt him like he suspected. Instead, she just kissed at his forehead and cheeks, telling him how handsome he was. He was supposed to use his gamma radiation to burn through the ropes that bound his wrists, he was supposed to flee. He would easily kill her, but he couldn't bring himself to hurt her.

She insisted on bathing him, and it was so relaxing. The water was always the perfect temperature, the bubble bath was vanilla scented, and the way your hands massaged shampoo into his hair made him practically purr. He shouldn't enjoy doing this so much, but he couldn't help himself! His captor was a beautiful dame with a magical touch.. she made him feel so special!

The meals were incredible. His favorites were constantly made and served to him with a kiss on the cheek! You even wiped at his mouth when sauce got around his mouth and made him his favorite dessert, a cookie ice cream sundae!

For the first time in his life, Jack got to truly relax and just shut his brain off. It felt nice to be pampered by his adoring fan. This massage felt so good that his brain was melting. He watched as your hands trailed from his shoulders to his chest and to his stomach. He had gotten a bit pudgy from relaxing all day, but you said he still looked so handsome.

He felt his cock grow hard as you began to tug the waistband of his sweatpants box, exposing him. Jack let out a groan as you wrapped your hand around his cock, stroking him as you moved closer, kissing him. He was normally the dominant one, he had slept with so many gorgeous dames, but he felt so shy this time around.

"D-doll, I.." he mumbled as you kissed at his neck, his eyes vision growing fuzzy as you helped him get closer and closer to cumming.

"Shh, just enjoy it, just let me make you feel good.." you whispered into his ear as you picked up the pace. "I just wanna thank my favorite superhero.."

Jack moaned as a large spurt of cum painted his stomach, a couple droplets hitting his cheek. His cock softened but quickly grew hard again, standing at its thick and girthy length as he watched you pull away and undress.

As you unbuttoned your blouse and reached your hands behind your back, unclipping your bra, Jack felt his mouth grow dry when you tugged off your skirt and panties, leaving you completely exposed to his gaze. "Oh fuck, Doll.." he whispered under his breath as his you straddled his hips. You reached down and lined the tip of his cock to your slit, and let yourself sink down. Jack gripped the sofa cushions, and his hands flew to your hips, gripping them as he began to fuck you without stopping. Jack didn't have super strength like Mr. Incredible, but all those hours in the gym really paid off.

It was an erotic sight, the way the sweat in your skin glinted from the light of the TV, the pretty noises from your mouth, and the way your tits bounced. He reached a hand up and gave the tender flesh a squeeze, his mind growing fuzzy as he grew closer and closer to finishing.

With a loud cry, he buried himself balls deep and finished inside you, ropes of cum filling your insides. A puddle formed on the cushions below of Jack's sperm. He had never came so hard in his entire life.

He didn't even bother to pull out, just wrapping his arms around you and mumbling a sleepy "Thank you, Doll.." before falling asleep.

Things have felt different since then, Jack growing more clingy and handsy. He asked to go outside. He swore he would never leave you. He just needed to work out and keep doing hero work.

Everyone at the NSA asked him where the hell he had been! He just smirked and said he had been on a little honeymoon. Gazerbeam noticed Gamma Jack doodling when they had hero meetings...

Gamma Jack was like a human puppy at this point. The moment he was done with hero work, he would fly back to your shared home, let you bathe him, help you make dinner, and cuddle. Or have sex that lasted several rounds that left you shaking with Jack's cum leaking out of you.

Phillip Gallagher, Lip for short. The light of your life, your very reason for living, the person who made you want to get up in the morning even on the worst of days.

He hadn't noticed you yet, not properly, but he would soon enough. Besides, you'd already noticed him, and that's what mattered.

You were just another one of the countless kids who he'd done tutoring for, scheduling more sessions than you needed to just so you could get closer to him. You saw him so often, by this point it was like your soul was woven into his.

Your heart beat for him. It throbbed, it ached. Each thump and thud seemed to be saying his name: Phil-lip, Phil-lip, Phil-lip.

Everything you did seemed to be in his honor. You bought the cigarettes he smoked and the beer he drank so you could consume them yourself and imagine the taste in your mouth was caused by his lips. You poured yourself into classes you never cared much for before so your intelligence would be more on par with his.

Hell, you even had sex with his kind of-sort of girlfriend, pretending that your body was his and hers was yours. This is when your focus shifted ever so slightly, and your attention turned towards her.

It seemed as though he was almost as in to her as you were to him, which you just couldn't stand for. She was so... broken. Not good for him at all.

He could learn to love you once he saw you in that similar light, you were certain. You just needed to find out more about her so you could devise a plan, find a way to simultaneously remove her from his life while inserting yourself in her place.

And the more you learned, the more you discovered it wouldn't be an easy task. She couldn't be simply tricked into leaving, not with everything she had going on.

No, you had to find a way to get rid of her for good. For her sake as much as yours.

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Poor little Karen Jackson. With a family like that and growing up in the sort of neighborhood that she did, she never really stood a chance, did she?

You didn't want to call her a whore, as that felt a bit too harsh. But, if the shoe fits...

Maybe she was always destined to be a lost and lonely soul, leeching off people in the search for some poor excuse of attention, of care, of love. Clearly nobody gave it to her, which hardened her once soft heart and turned the caring girl cruel.

No one else could help her. No one, of course, but you.

You understood the pain she lived in, and you wanted to help relieve her of it, saving both her and Lip in the process. She was hurting him, and she was hurting herself, and it was something that simply had to be dealt with. The matter just couldn't be ignored.

How grateful she must've felt, you thought, after pressing the chloroform soaked rag to her angelic face, coaxing her into going to sleep. How grateful that you were the one to save her from this mess.

Other people might have done this with intentions that were perverted or disgusting. But you? You just wanted to help her.

Your touch was gentle when you lifted her into your car, carefully laying her down in the floorboards of the backseat. The trunk would've been too confining, and you didn't want her to lack oxygen.

Not that it would matter, because she'd be gone soon enough anyway. Regardless, you really didn't want her to go that way, suffocating in the back by herself. She shouldn't have to die alone in such an agonizing manner.

After you arrived at your destined location, you stopped the car and got out. It was the same lake that her father had been found bobbing in after his death, and you thought it'd be a fitting place to leave her. Though she had to be properly disposed of first.

When she woke, you'd bound her carefully with rope, making sure it wasn't too tight. You didn't want it to be uncomfortable or chafe her skin. A simple piece of cloth was in her mouth to keep her quiet as you withdrew the knife you'd stolen from your back pocket.

"I'm so, so sorry it has to come to this," you murmured in a voice that was quiet and soft, which did nothing to quell her fear. "You could've been beautiful. But your life destroyed you, and the only way you can be saved is by me."

Her blue eyes widened in terror when you brought the blade up, whispering one last "I'm sorry" to her before you brought it down on her unguarded body, making messy cuts from her chest down to her stomach as you littered her torso with injuries. You could practically feel her essence drifting away, her once vivid gaze turning dull and lifeless as you finally stopped.

Leaning over her, you placed a kiss to her forehead that was mockingly tender, carefully closing her eyelids with two of your fingers. She was then buried in a grave you spent a copious amount of time digging prior to this, on a small area that overlooked part of the lake.

You thought she might like it there. It was calm and peaceful, something her life never had been.

Her body was cradled by the dirt as you filled up the hole you'd placed her in, hands folded properly over her chest. The gag in her mouth and ropes restraining her had both been removed by this point. It felt disrespectful to leave them there since she was already gone.

One last solemn glance was sent the way of her makeshift grave before you finally turned and left. It felt bittersweet. You hated that it had to end like this, but you knew it was ultimately for the best.

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Lip moved on from her far quicker than you thought he would, but it probably helped that you did your best to take up the space Karen left behind. Time that he once spent wondering what she was doing had been changed over to you, the quiet boy he met through his tutoring side gig.

There was no confusion on whether you actually liked him or not, no worries about you fucking someone else on the side, not like there had been with her. In fact, he was fairly certain you were too obsessed with him to even consider anyone else. Once Ian walked into the bedroom when he was helping you study with only a towel around his waist after getting out of the shower, and you hadn't even noticed the other boy was there until Lip had spoken to him.

Were you a little odd? Yeah, maybe. He was pretty sure he'd seen you collecting his cigarette butts from outside one cold winter night before you went back home, and you often stared at him far too intently, like you were trying to mentally file away every small detail of his face, but it could've been worse.

You were a good distraction after Karen's sudden departure. A very welcome one, in fact, and he suspected you'd quickly grow to mean much more. And even if you were... strange, in some ways, he was used to that kind of thing from his own fucked up family.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” Toshinori walked out of the hospital with his sweater on his arm and phone in hand.

“Oh, I was just on my way to the store to buy some ingredients for lunch. Would you like to join me?” Toshinori’s cheeks flushed pink at the idea of being in your home once again.

“I’d love to if I’m not too much of a bother.” He coughed into his hand and spits out some blood all over it. He rushed to get his handkerchief out before he began another coughing fit but you beat him to it by handing him a tissue that you had just in case he began a coughing fit. He thanked you for the napkin and blushed when you offered him your hand to hold.

Toshinori was not your husband, at least not yet, but he was something more than just a coworker and a friend. Boyfriend…but not completely so either. Toshinori had allowed you to hold him in your lap as he coughed and suffered from a momentary dizzy spill. He was cold to the touch most of the time but he quickly warmed up when you had him in your arms. Sexual touch was also not a completely foreign thing for you both to do either. He would be too shy to ask you to touch him but his whimpers were enough for you to act. You’d rub on his bulge or have him ride your thigh. You liked watching him ride your thigh but you always gave him a hand by grabbing onto his hips and moving him on your own. You didn’t want him getting tired without anything interesting happening.

“Toshi. Would you like to have a cuddle session?” You both had eaten your lunches long ago and had changed clothes to be more comfortable. His shirt was massive on him but his cute All Might underwear clung to his thin frame.

He hesitated but quickly relaxed as you caressed his hand. It sometimes shocked you just how large he was frame-wise. He was so tall and you guess it made sense since he had to carry so much weight when he was in his larger form. You would trace his stretch marks and even his massive scar in order to soothe him when he would get tense and in this moment, it seemed that you touching him made him flustered. You beckoned him onto the bed, the sheets pulled to the side so that he could easily get on.

“Toshi?” You waited for him to be laying down completely before straddling him and placing your hands on top of his chest. You made sure not to apply too much pressure on his chest since he had issues breathing.

“Can we go do something a bit more…intimate, today?” You gave him a pout and fluttered your eyelashes while also moving your hips. His breath hitched at the sudden movement and his hands reflexively grabbed at your hips. His legs pressed themselves together in an attempt to hide his growing arousal but you noticed. You slowly began to move your hips, rubbing your sex against his own.

“Y-y/n. I-” You pulled him into your embrace and kissed his neck.

“Toshi. Let’s make love. I want to show you just how much i love you.” Toshinori made a move to push you off of him and tell you that he didn’t want to. Not because he didn’t want to be touched by you but because he felt shy at the fact that you wanted to be intimate with him.

“Y/n, are yo- you sure that you want to do this with me˜.” You pinched at his remaining nipple and slowly moved your hand down towards his crotch.

⭐️ Freddy is the first to notice your infatuation with him and Monty. It goes unnoticed by Monty for a while. The two animatronics view you as just another fan.

⭐️ Your obsession starts becoming increasingly more obvious. Every merch of them has been obtained by you. Every shirt, plushie, sweater, EVERYTHING. Doesn’t matter if it’s limited edition or aimed towards children, you’re always the first to get your hands on it. And you make sure everyone else knows that you’re their biggest fan.

⭐️ Monty’s willing to admit that he thinks you’re adorable. Giggling and shyly playing with the hem of your shirt when you’re in his presence. Blushing hard when he sends you a wink and grin. He enjoys seeing your reactions. And you know he loves you too.

⭐️ Freddy finds you a pleasant fan to be around. The sparkling gleam in your eyes when he calls you a Superstar. A big, sweet smile shows up while you join other fans to crowd around him. He doesn’t know why, but it’s different from the others he’s seen. And you know he sees you as his favorite.

⭐️ They notice that you’ve been showing up to the Pizzaplex often. Somehow, you always cross their paths. Monty sees you playing golf and waving him over, maybe even asking for a bit of assistance. Freddy always has you on his Fazer Blast team, strangely the first one to join. Could it be a coincidence? It’s harder to tell when you eventually become an employee…

⭐️ You do your best to help your darlings with anything! Wiping any grime that may have gotten onto Freddy, tuning Monty’s bass without him asking… It all starts as a simple act of kindness, but they’re beginning to realize it’s more than just that. They know you’re a little.. obsessed.

⭐️ Freddy confronts you with Monty by his side, doing his best to let you down gently as possible. He doesn’t want to hurt your feelings, but your actions are becoming concerning. “I’m sorry Superstar.. but I don’t think there can be a relationship between the three of us.” It’s painful seeing your smile drop as despair washes over your face. “But I’m sure you’ll find someone who’ll love you just as much as you loved us.”

⭐️ You disappear. Kind of. There’s distance between you and the two animatronics. They don’t see your face among crowds of excited fans. But it’s for the best. The love you had for them wasn’t pure, just obsessive.

⭐️ But a few other people began disappearing as well. Frequent fans stop showing up, no longer appearing at their shows, Fazer Blast, or Gator Golf. Employees that they’ve befriended either suddenly quit or had an accident resulting in them being unable to work. They never knew how or why it happened. It just… did.

⭐️ Monty gets sent down to Parts & Service to get his claws replaced. They were beginning to get dull. As he laid motionless, your face came into view. The gator was surprised to see you after so long. To be honest, he thought you quit. “…It’s nice to see ya again, Y/N.” Hearing him say your name made the corners of your mouth turn up. He still loves you, despite what Freddy said. They both love you.

⭐️ Doesn’t take long for him to realize that you’re doing just more than changing his claws. What were you doing to him?!

⭐️ The giggles he once found adorable were now unsettling. He detected something in his systems, forcing his mind to change. The process felt agonizing. Everything that made Monty him was being torn apart and rewritten. Before he lost consciousness, he heard you whisper, “Good night, darling~! I’ll see you when you wake up…”

⭐️ It was soon Freddy’s turn, his voice box wasn’t working as it should be. He immediately knew something was off with you. A cruel grin was stretched across your face as a dark look clouded your eyes. But his programming didn’t allow him to turn away. Unless he sees you doing something malicious, there’s nothing to report. And soon, Freddy goes through the same process as Monty. And he wished he ran away from you.