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Can I request Yandere Bakugou, Todoroki, and Midoriya kidnapping a Fan Reader? Y/N is a fan but mostly those type of fans that admire from afar. But the reader can't handle being in the same room with the yandere. The reader gets all red and runs away. And if the yandere show affection, Y/N covers their face from embarrassment.

Kidnapping Fan Reader (Yandere BNHA Headcanons)

*GIFs not mine*

A/N: Ngl, this request is the bomb. Like seriously, I love ideas like these! Anyways, I’m gonna make these a lil long, and also I was a lil confused on how to make the reader a fan?? But I tried so here ya go. Please enjoy! (Side note: Good Lordy these are long😳😳 my bad)

Word count: 3814

Bakugou Katsuki:

As a pro hero, Bakugou was initially quite frightening to you. 

You were a nobody, just someone who always happened to be in the crowd whenever he had a person to save, but then your view of him changed when one day he saved a kitten from a tree in the park. 

It was the first time you had ever seen him so… calm. There was even a hint of a smile on his face when the cat chattered at him. Then, of course, he noticed you creepily watching him. 

A blush encompassed your face but before he could shout at you for watching him, you had dashed away with your hands on your cheeks. 

At first, Bakugou was confused. What a dumbass.

But then it was like he was seeing your blushing face everywhere. No one had ever looked at him like that-- like he was cute. 

Months passed, and you couldn’t help but notice the hero Ground Zero had become partial to patrolling your part of town for any danger. 

You brushed it off, counting it as a blessing since you often got to see him on the rooftop across from your apartment building, just surveying the street below. 

If only you had known that he was only watching you.

Bakugou couldn’t believe how stupid you were, leaving your window so open and bare for anyone to peer inside. Anyone could watch and see how you curled up on your couch to read a book. They could see how you would slowly fall asleep, head dropping back as a bit of drool dribbled down your chin. Any loser stupid enough to look through the glass would see how your shirt became rumpled as you shifted in your sleep. It was large enough to slip off one shoulder and leave your untainted skin bare for anyone to corrupt. 

God, it was like you were teasing him, daring him to come take what was his. Bakugou would teach you a lesson or two about toying with him. 

The wind blew through your open window. You always left it cracked since your AC was a bit fickle. And as you dozed off to sleep, you were almost certain that squeaky noise that reminded you to buy a little WD-40 once in a while was only a dream. 

Licking his lips, Bakugou slid open your window, cringing as it whined with the movement. “Shit,” he hissed under his breath, pushing it up the rest of the way. Thankfully, you were already knocked out, soft snores falling from your lips in a steady pattern. 

He couldn’t help but glance around your apartment, snickering at the sight of a poster in your open bedroom. It was from a photoshoot of his from when he first debuted as a pro hero. You had purchased the partially shirtless version. 

Surely you wanted this too, then.

And with that logic, he didn’t worry when your eyes fluttered open after he picked you up. 

Mind foggy, you were rudely awakened from your dream about a certain pro hero when you felt your body being lifted. The perpetrator made you wonder if you were still dreaming. 

“Ground Zero?”

“It’s Katsuki, babe. Call me Katsuki from now on.” His arms felt like solid metal, caging your knees and side to his chest as he carried you bridal style to your- open window?!

“W-what are you doing?” He snickers at this.

“Oh please. Don’t act all innocent now. I’ve seen your poster of me, and how you blush whenever I stop a villain in front of you. You want me, YN. And I want you too.”

“Please, I don’t want this!” You struggle in his arms, placing your hands on his chest to push him away but he doesn’t budge. 

“You little tease,” he hisses, using his arms to hold you over the ten story drop that was your open window. “I know what you like.” Fear leaves your body trembling as you default to your instincts, wrapping your arms around his neck so as to not fall to your death. Bakugou grins at this. “You think I don’t know how to read you by now?”

“Please don’t.” 

“Oh, don’t worry babe. I’m taking you home.”

And with that, he hops out of the window and explodes his way through the skies, reveling in the way you cling to his body so tightly. Your whines and whimpers were so cute. Almost as adorable as the blush you used to always wear around him.

It only takes a year to break you. 

In his own home, he kept you locked up tightly. Every window was barred and every door to freedom had six locks, each matching the keys he dangled on his fingertips every time he came home. 

In the first few weeks, you were scared of him and what he would do. Then a month later, you determined his attitude: he was naturally loud and volatile, but he would never hurt you. From then on, he expected you to act a certain way.

Cook him dinner, greet him with a kiss, sleep in his arms, and never try to escape. 

It had been a struggle to get you to agree to the pattern, but after months and months of practice, you finally got in the groove. 

Bakugou even got to see that classic blush of yours whenever he arrived home and peppered your face with kisses. 

Totally worth it.

Todoroki Shouto:

With Todoroki, you’re just a minor student in the Support class of UA, but everytime you cross paths with him in the halls, you let out a squeak and sprint past him. 

Todoroki tried to shake it off. Of course, you weren’t the first person to be wary of him and his abilities. Honestly, it was nothing new and he had a mark to prove it. 

Really, it’s true. Todoroki thought you hated his guts. You always avoid talking to him and hide your face whenever he comes into a room. He thought that was a red flush of anger on your face. 

It’s only when Kaminari groans about how jealous he is over the whole thing. 

“Ugh, Todoroki, you’re so lucky. Why does a hottie like YN have to be whipped for a guy like you?!”

Todoroki just shrugs and walks away, but it only hits him later in his dorm that “Oh shit, that’s what that is.”

He’s all like, “Hmm, makes sense.”

It doesn’t make sense, but he still likes you.

He’s not really sure why, he just does. Todoroki’s never had a girl that acted like you around him. Acted like he was this great person worthy of admiration, whether from a distance or up close. 

The thought of you begins to leave fuzzy feelings in his chest. You? Whipped for him? Nu-uh, no way.

But God, then he notices the way you smile when he enters a room, just before you hide your face. And the way you stutter and fumble over your feet to run away when he talks to you. 

With a quick Google search, he deduces that these are all signs of a crush. 

Oh. Ohh. Well… Todoroki kind of liked that. 

And the next day, he was determined to talk to you. He wanted to see those cherry cheeks up close, and those little flecks of color in your eyes as well. He wanted to see your pupils dilate and your lips fumble for words because you were speechless at the sight of-

What.

A man. No, not a man. An unworthy piece of shit was talking to you. Making you laugh and giggle enough that a rosy tint fell on your face. He was too close for comfort, only inches away from brushing your hand with his. 

Todoroki had to stop this. 

In seconds, he’s covered the distance between you two, feet stomping against the floor loud enough to gather the attention of most in the classroom. He had barged into your classroom to talk to you.

“T-todoroki,” you stutter pathetically, eyes wide as you scramble to hide your face. Blood had risen to the skin of your neck, clear as day thanks to you turning your head to the side. 

“YN, I need to talk to you.” With a hard glare at the other guy, the Class 1A student latches a cold hand over your wrist and tugs you out of the classroom, other students watching in awe at the display. 

“W-what are you-” you cut yourself off and curse under your breath, heat gathering in your face. God, you hated how you couldn’t control yourself in front of him.

Todoroki loved it.

“Shh, just come with me,” he hushes, dragging you into a nearby janitor’s closet just as the bell rings.

“But we need to get to class,” you choke out, proud of how you kept your words steady this round. Butterflies flutter in your abdomen when he pulls you into the tiny room, closing the door behind him before turning to you. 

“We can skip for a bit.” Heterochromatic eyes burn into your own, leaving you ducking your head and scuffing your shoes on the floor. 

“Why-” your question falls from your lips when Todoroki begins to leer closer to you. The sudden proximity leaves you stumbling back until you hit a wall, gulping when his forearms cage you in, one on either side of your head. 

“I didn’t like that, YN.”

“L-like what?”

“That guy,” he seethes. A heat begins to flow off him, growing hot enough to make your forehead perspire. The other half of your body is almost numb, slowly fading into the first dead twinges of frostbite. One of your cheeks feels sunburned while the other is completely desensitized. “He shouldn’t have been touching you.”

Was this a dream? This boy, a soon-to-be pro hero and one of the top in the school, had cornered you in a closet with his face inches away from yours. You didn’t even know he knew you existed. You had always watched from afar, first falling for his aloof looks at the sports festival. 

And now… you just didn’t know. 

“I can’t let that happen again, YN. I just can’t let you run around talking to other guys, laughing and being so close to them when you know you’re mine.” 

What was he going on about?

“Not anymore,” he finally adds, pressing his forehead against yours and staring into your eyes. 

It doesn’t dawn until it happens that he had grabbed a cloth off a shelf in the janitor’s closet. The sickly sweet smell of chloroform invades your senses as you scream in surprise.

You couldn’t help it after a while. You were so tired. And as your vision fades to black, Todoroki purses his lips and wraps his spare arm around your waist. “Not anymore,” he mutters.

You had always known the Todoroki family was loaded. Though it’s not why you liked him, you couldn’t avoid the fact that he used it to his advantage-- especially with you. 

He had bought a small apartment only a few blocks away from UA and decked it out with soundproof walls, bulletproof glass, and locks on everything. 

The one bedroom-- your bedroom-- was beautiful. Silk sheets on a king-sized bed, canopy overhanging it like a protective curtain. There was a bookshelf and a television for your entertainment, along with a window seat so you could see the outside-- the glass was tinted, of course. He didn’t want anyone invading your privacy. 

A closet was filled to the brim with clothing of your size, all fitting like they had been tailored for your body alone. As much as you hated to admit it, Todoroki treated you like a queen. A kidnapped one, yes, but a queen nonetheless. 

He was only waiting for the day that you would ask him to join you on that large, lonely bed of yours. 

Midoriya Izuku: 

In all sense of the word, you were his fan. Really, there was nothing more to it. 

You would flock to all his fights, simply amazed by his power and will. He was a hero, pure and kind to all with an open mind for everyone, and you admired that. 

It also didn’t hurt that Deku was attractive. Rippling muscles hid behind a green costume, almost too similar to the retired hero All Might’s. Freckles dusted over the bridge of his nose and onto the tips of his cheeks, giving him an almost boyish look, but there was something in his eyes. Something you couldn’t see unless he looked directly at you- Oh!

You glanced away with a blush after the number one hero looked up from tying down the villain he had captured. He must have felt your eyes and saw you staring like a hawk-- how embarrassing!

Of course, you weren’t the only one watching him. There was an entire crowd gathered to see the pro hero do his thing. It was only awkward that he had made eye contact with you of all people. What made it worse was that he had smirked. 

Not even his normal, everyday smile that he gave to everyone, but a sly, devious little quirk of his lips. It looked so foreign on his face, and it felt like he knew something you didn’t. 

Ugh, how embarrassing.

You couldn’t hide the heat on your cheeks so you decided to abandon the group of fans, leaving them to watch the rest of Deku’s and hoping to catch up on the news later that night. 

If only you knew that wouldn’t be the first time he had noticed you in a crowd. 

Deku had been watching you for weeks. You were just so adorable, he couldn’t help himself. And honestly, deep down he sees himself in you. There’s a strength behind your eyes, a confidence to do something, and a will to make things happen. 

Deku wanted to help you discover how great you are. In the beginning, at least.

Now, it’s become more of an obsession. 

Under the guise that he wants to see what quirk or potential you have, he’s fallen into the habit of watching you in his spare time. 

No, it’s not stalking. He’s just making sure you’re safe. 

Somewhere during this process of wanting to get to know your life, he’s discovered that you’re perfect. Not only for him, but for everybody. 

You were kind to others, always handing out compliments and taking the high road in arguments. So pure, so untouched. Deku wanted to keep it that way. 

It was all the better when he had followed you home one day and saw it-- the home screen of your phone. It was a picture of him taken by a local fansite. Dramatic flames had been photoshopped behind his outlined form, and even Deku had to admit he looked good. The picture had caught every detail, every indent of his body the hero suit clung to and enhanced. 

He caught you biting your lip and clicking your phone off with a blush before continuing home. 

Deku just knew he had to tease you more. 

What he felt wasn’t fluffy at all. It was intense. A deep, possessive side of him had been unlocked the more he followed you. One day, he knew he had to do something about it. 

Another kidnapping, another villain fought, and as expected, you were among the crowd of spectators. Deku figured you were just as addicted to him as he was to you.

You must’ve been. It was the only explanation. 

You wiggled your way through the crowd all the way to the edge, right where you could peek between all the surrounding people and catch a glimpse of the battle. 

Blood poured from a gash in Deku’s head as he dodged another swing from the villain. 

He hasn’t been moving his legs much, surely I can strike… now!

With a swift kick of his foot, Deku cracked the villain’s kneecap with enough force to make him crumple to the ground. His audience cheered at the sight and news reporters began smiling at their cameras, announcing to their viewers at home that the number one hero had won yet another battle.

While he kneeled down on the villain’s back, his gaze wandered the crowd. 

Where? Where is she? Where’s YN? 

Panic struck his heart when he couldn’t find you in your usual front row spot. No, you were here. You had to be.

His ears perked through all the jabberings of the crowd at the sound of a single camera clicking. Eyes darting back and forth, he finally spotted your signature phone case, with a chibi version of his own face on the back. 

Relief floods his system all before that familiar rush of arrogance that always comes with you watching him takes over. As soon as he finally catches your eye, he throws you a wink.

The outcome is certainly not disappointing. 

Oh my God, he just winked at me. 

You blanch at the sight before your throat releases a little squeal of excitement. You hadn’t even opened your mouth, but apparently it was still audible from thirty feet away. 

You’re almost positive steam is blowing from your ears by the time Deku begins chuckling, green eyes twinkling in glee. 

 Before you could spontaneously combust, you hightail it out of there, shouldering through the crowd and tearing cheek all the way to your house like a bat out of hell. 

“That did not just happen!” You slam your apartment door behind you, coughing and heaving breaths as it had been a while since you ran a goddamn marathon. 

“Oh my God, kill meeeeee,” you whine, running your hands down your face before flopping backwards onto the couch. Evidently, you had accidentally sat on your remote, as the television clicks on and scares the shit out of you. 

“Number one hero Deku defeated the villain only twenty minutes ago, right outside this gas station. Now, we do have footage, but we must warn that it may be graphic for some viewers.”

Your eyes drift to the screen as it switches to footage of the actual fight. Deku takes a hit right to the forehead, leaving a small gash before he dodges and jams the heel of his foot into his opponent’s kneecap, dropping him in seconds. The footage drags on for a few more seconds, and your face burns at the sight of him winking and snickering. 

“They actually got footage of that?!” Part of you is mortified that people all over the city had now seen that (and you’re a bit surprised that it was even real), but the other half is almost glad that it was you he had done that for. Your heart warms at the thought.

“I know, right? I kinda want to save that video now. If only they had caught your cute little blush too.” The sudden voice leaves you lying rigid on your couch. It’s a man’s, and it sounds way too cheerful for your average robber.

“Who are yo-” you cut yourself off when the man comes into view, taking your breath away. 

“Hi darling,” Deku grins. A rough hand peels away from his side to brush the hair away from your face, not faltering when you flinch away. 

“Deku…?” You try to sit up but in an instant, he’s straddling you, one leg on either side of your hip while his face nuzzles against yours. 

“God this is a dream come true, don’t you agree?” 

“How…?” Your mind has truly gone blank, even as your mouth gapes like a fish. 

“Don’t you agree?” Deku repeats insistently. The knees on either side of your hips have begun to press against you with bruising force. His hands trail up and down your arms slowly, just trying to feel you. 

“Why are you here?”

Deku huffs and pulls away, only to press his forehead against yours. “C’mon YN, I know you’re smarter than that.” Rude. “I’m here so we can finally be together!” 

Your hands tremble at your sides. There’s a definitive edge to his tone that makes you understand there’s no other way out of this.

“... You want to be together, right?” Only a second ago, he looked so dangerous and now his eyes are watering. Who exactly had you fallen for? 

“Deku… we don’t know each other.” It was then that you discovered there was nothing more awkward than reassuring a random man straddling your lap. The awkwardness only increased when his tears began to drip down onto your face. 

“YN, please don’t make me do this.” 

“Do what?” 

“I really didn’t want to do this, but I can see now there’s no other way.”

“Deku,” you don’t like the low timber that has grown into his tone, “what are you doing?” 

There was no point in fighting. Deku was a pro hero, number one at that. He’d trained for years, perfecting his body and his quirk, and the best you’ve ever done is buy a gym membership and never use it. 

That’s exactly why no matter how you pushed against his broad shoulders, his toned chest, or even tried to knee him where the sun didn't shine, you couldn’t stop him from pulling the cloth out of his pocket and laying it over your face. 

“Shh,” he couldn’t hold back his tears as you struggled. “Please don’t fight it, YN. Just breathe it in and I promise we can be together forever. Just breathe.”

You wanted to keep fighting. You didn’t want to go where this insane, batshit hero would inevitably take you. But God…

You were so tired…

The next time you wake up, the sun is shining through a nearby window. What you assume is a bed lies beneath you, enveloping you in it’s soft covers. 

Solid, muscular arms are wound around you like a barrier, and you finally take note of what had woken you up.

Pain. Teeth are nibbling at the skin of your neck, no doubt leaving marks.

“Please stop,” you say, voice scratched from little use. The thigh that has worked its way between the two of your own presses higher against your sensitivity, shifting with excitement as Deku smiles.

“Good morning, darling! Welcome to your new home!”

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Rei stared at the clock.

It's 4:21 pm.

School ended two hours ago, so where were you? She'd already called Shotou to see if he'd picked you up. Then she checked on all of her kids to see if you were with them.

Something was off with you. Ever since you came home late last week, she knew right away something was off. You were never one to be late- very cautious about the curfew your parents had set for you since they're quite paranoid. Granted you were only 20 minutes late, but still... you'd at least give them a call.

Rei had asked you if everything was alright, and when you said you were fine, then she scolded you for not answering her calls or text her that you were running late. She grew even more suspicious of your state when you simply apologised and asked if you could go to bed early. Rei tried to get you to at least have dinner with her, but you told her you're too tired and to just let you sleep.

She knew something was definitely wrong when Enji came home and went to your room to share the pint of ice cream he'd bought. But you yawned and said that you're not in the mood for it that day. You never reject ice cream, especially not when Enji is the one who brings it. Even Enji had troubled sleeping that night, tossing and turning, wondering what was bothering his princess.

But both of the parents decided that this was just a teenage phase, that maybe its one of those days where you're just not feeling your best. Normally, they don't do this, always jumping to conclusions, but it was Natsuo who convinced them to keep an open mind and limit the restrictions they put on you, ever since you cried to him about how your parents don't trust you. They do trust you, they're just... worried is all.

And they were right to be!

By 5:00 pm, Rei and her kids were all panicking at home, since you weren't answering anyone's calls. By 5:15 pm, Enji was home after getting a call from a crying Rei that she thinks something terrible has happened to you. Enji first calms her down, then gets one of his subordinates to track your phone, but it seems that the tracker or your phone was broken. Shotou tells him that he already checked your school and you had left the place on time but something must've happened on your way back home. Fuyumi suggested to check the CCTV footage but doing that will cause the word to get out and attract media's attention- something they didn't want. The Todoroki's were very private people, especially when it came to you. So, Enji decided to call Hawks and have him, Shotou and Dabi spread out and find you.

Shotou was going to re-check your school route, Dabi was going to get his shady friends to keep an eye out for you, Hawks was going to be in the air and Enji decided to check out your favourite spots in the city. Fuyumi and Natsuo stayed at home to keep Rei from going hysterical and running around in public, shouting your name.

It started raining around 8 pm, and Natsuo had to give his mother a small tranquilliser to calm her down. Fuyumi was staring at the door with a blank face, as the reality of something awful happening to you settled down.

"Fuyumi, what are you doing by the door? Come sit inside-"

"She's dead, isn't she?" Fuyumi cut Natsuo off, whose eyes widened as he pulled her to the side.

"Keep your voice down. And think before saying stupid stuff like that. Mom could hear us." Natsuo said a bit harshly, but his tone softened when he saw Fuyumi's dejected eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and sighed. "She'll be alright Fuyumi, she's fine. You'll see when- not if, when, she gets home."

By 10 pm, Shotou had searched each street and corner that you could've gone to on your way home, traced your footsteps over and over again but found no sign of you. He eventually called Hawks for an update, but found the winged-hero had even checked hospitals and police stations for you, but found nothing.

At 11:47 pm, Shotou gets a call from Enji. He had finally found you.

Ten hours- for almost ten hours, Y/n Todoroki had been missing. Enji finally found you in a park, behind some concrete pipes, unconscious.

You were lying face down on the ground, and your breathing was so shallow, for a moment Enji believed you were dead. It was still raining when Enji found you, and he rushed to you, calling your name. With bated breath, he waited for you to respond. When you didn't, he slowly turned you over on your back, shocked when he saw the state you were in. Your lip was busted, you had a black eye, small cuts covered your face and your whole form was covered in dirt.

He touched your face, his hand immediately heating up to warm up your ice-cold skin. "Y/n? Y/n, princess, wake up. Come on."

With a groan, your eyes opened slowly, not able to clearly see his face but you were able to make out who it was. Enji waited as you whimpered and your unfocused eyes kept on rolling back into your head. "D-dad?"

Enji sighed in relief. "Yes, its me. Are you alright? Can you stay awake for me?" He pulled out his phone, calling Shotou to get home and have Natsuo get a medical team at home, you needed immediate medical attention and hospitals were out of the option.

You gasped at the sharp pain that shot through your side when it made contact with Enji's arm as he lifted you up. "H-urts, everything... hurts." He lifted the shirt a little, heart sinking when he saw bruises around your ribs that were turning an ugly colour, praying that there wasn't any internal bleeding.

"What happened?"

"I- I'm sorry." You wheezed as you spoke, it pained you to breathe at this point, but you were apologising for worrying them, for not calling them or sending a text about where you were going. You knew how paranoid they are, and you knew that if you wanted to keep your freedom and privacy, you need to at least have Enji on your side

Enji's heart broke at the your words. He tried to pacify you by rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder, heating up his body when he heard your teeth chatter. You didn't seem to have any life threatening injury, but that bruise around your ribs and hypothermia were real concerns of his.

"Just hold on tight, darling. Try to stay awake, okay?" Enji said before pushing your head into his chest to shield you from his flames as he blasted off into the sky.

"Are they here yet? I can't see them- Shotou, what did your father say? Is Y/n okay?" Rei pestered him, unaware of the medical team Natsuo had called outside.

"They'll be here soon, mom-"

Rei turned to Fuyumi. "Did you get the towels? The fluffy ones? It's been raining like cats and dogs today- did you fill the tub with warm water? I don't want Y/n to get sick."

Fuyumi smiled, out of that bleak state as soon as she heard Enji had found you. "Yes, mom. Everything's ready."

They heard Enji's flames booming through the sky before they saw him. Enji landed in the backyard of his house, rain still pouring as he walked towards his family. They couldn't see your face, but from the look on Enji's face, they knew something was terribly wrong.

Natsuo immediately took you from his arms and his breath hitched as he saw your messed up face. Your head fell onto his shoulder as you struggled to keep your eyes open. "Nato~ it hurts. E-everything hurts." You managed to whisper before blacking out from the pain. Rei gasped loudly when she saw your pale face, rushing to Natsuo's side to take a better look at you. "Enji, what happened-?" But he didn't reply to her, his face full of anxiety as he looked at Natsuo. "Natsuo, her ribs. Check her ribs."

Natsuo looked at him before gently pulling up your shirt, eyes widening as he saw the large contusion that had now turned an ugly shade of purple and green.

"Fuyumi, towels. Shotou, get the medics in." Natsuo ordered, quickly turning and walking inside the house. Enji watched as his kids rushed inside, and Rei looked at him for an explanation but when she got none, she joined her kids.

You whimpered as Fuyumi and Rei helped you into the warm bath, the steam almost painful to your cold body. You could feel Rei crying as she struggled to suppress her tears, she had been like this ever since the doctors told them that your ribs were badly bruised, just like Natsuo had guessed. They all knew someone did this to you and it was just eating them up to know who, but you had no energy to answer their questions, blacking out after short intervals.

While Rei and Fuyumi were washing the dirt off your body, Enji and Hawks were trying to figure out who did this to you. "It cant be any villains or enemies that you would have, Endeavour." Hawks said, trying to stop Enji from blaming himself. "If it were, they would've either kept her hidden and asked for some ransom, or they would've... killed her." Enji narrowed his eyes at him, and if it were anyone else who said this to him, Enji would've incinerated them on the spot. But he knew that what Hawks was saying was true. Enji sighed, rubbing his face tiredly. "Then who do you think was behind this?"

"Honestly? My best guess would be someone from her social circle. Bullies even. Do you know if Y/n had anyone troubling her at school?"

Enji's mind immediately went back to last week. You had been acting unusual since last week, but still, some part of Enji didn't want to believe that you would keep something like this from him. He was your best friend, someone you could always tell your troubles to without worrying about the repercussions.

"Hawks, check the school tapes. Ask around and see if anyone had been bothering her." Hawks nodded before leaving the estate, flying off to conduct the investigation.

"Arms up- yeah, there we go, good girl. And... we're done." Rei said as she and Fuyumi helped you into a loose fitting princess nightgown. Fuyumi called in Shotou who then picked you up with the utmost care and carried you to your bedroom, where Natsuo was already waiting for you.

Shotou laid you down on the bed and Natsuo pulled up a chair next to you and began working on your cuts, cleaning them and wrapping them in bandages. Your vision was slightly blurry and it hurt to breathe, but you were still able to make out that Natsuo was angry- very angry. It was abnormal to see him like this. Your usually calm, cool as a cucumber brother so... furious.

"Are... you mad at... me?" You whispered, eyes tearing up from hammering pain in your head. Natsuo shook his head, calming himself and trying to smile, if only to ease your mind. He brushed the hair out of your face, before softly booping your nose. "No, I'm just...worried is all. I just want to know who did this to you. And why." He watched as you closed your eyes and turned your head slightly to the side, a tell tale sign that you knew who was behind this.

Natsuo sighed before lifting up your gown a bit until the bruise on your side was exposed. It looked even worse now. He chilled up his hand and placed it on the bruise, trying to ice down the swelling, shushing you when you whined at the cold and tried to move away. "Hush now. The swelling needs to go down." He looked at your face that was scrunched up in discomfort before his eyes moved down to your arms, then your legs and then your feet, all covered in cuts and minor injuries. It looked liked someone was beating you with a purpose, with some sort of deep hatred or vendetta, but they wanted to make sure that you were still alive, just not in the best shape. Enji was the first culprit that came to his mind. It wouldn't be unlikely for one of his enemies to have found out about you and took their revenge.

His sweet little baby sis, all messed up because of that bastard-

His thoughts came to a halt when he heard the door open and Rei walked in with a tray in her hand. Shotou and Natsuo helped you sit up, the former taking his seat beside you on the bed, letting you rest your head and your body on him. You felt so tired, and all you wanted was to sleep off the pain, but Rei's soft voice forced you to open your eyes, focusing on the spoon that was pushed to your lips. "Can't sleep until you eat and take your medicine, bub." You heard Natsuo say.

Once Rei was done feeding you the soup and Natsuo made you swallow the pills, Shotou gently laid your head back on the pillow. He adjusted his body heat to a comfortable temperature for you, letting you snuggle upto him, while Natsuo dimmed the lights. Rei covered you and Shotou with a soft blanket and began humming a soft tune, rubbing soft circles on your knee. You were out like a light as soon as your head hit the pillow, but this was just as much for their comfort as it was meant for yours- to see you safe and sound.

Shotou especially, was not in the best state after you'd gone missing. He felt like someone had sucked the air out of his lungs when he couldn't find you, every nightmare he's had coming to reality the longer you were gone. In that moment, Shotou held you tighter to his chest, as if to assure himself that you were here now, alive. And he's never going to let you go alone anymore now, not since you went missing. He doesn't care if you're embarrassed by your big brother looking out for you, he doesn't want today happening ever again.

Fuyumi and Enji soon joined the rest in your room, eyes on your sleeping form as their hearts finally found tranquility. But a silent question hung in the air.

Who did this to you?

Fortunately, for them, it was answered as soon as Dabi creeped into your room, smelling like smoke. He peeked over his mother's shoulder, smiling when he saw you softly snoring into Shotou's shoulder. "They've been dealt with." He said suddenly, not faltering as he felt their eyes on him. After a moment, Natsuo asked "Why did they do it? Who were they?" Dabi just shrugged, not moving his eyes from you. "Bullies. Had been tormenting her for a while now. Must've figured out she didn't have a quirk or that she was related to the great Endeavour." Of course, Dabi would take any chance to make Enji the bad guy, pin the blame on him for anything and everything.

Rei's brows furrowed. "It doesn't make sense. She would've said something if it was this bad. Why- why would she hide something like this?

Fuyumi answered her. "Maybe she was... afraid that we'd pull her out of school if she was being targeted. You know how she loves going out, not caring if she was endangering herself everytime she went out." It was like she was almost accusing you of being selfish for leaving the house and not putting your family's peace of mind before yourself.

Rei clenched her fists. "No, she wouldn't do that- she knows the rules. If something were to harm her, she was going to stay home. That was-" She looked at Enji. "That was the fucking rule, Enji. You promised me that you would pull her out of school if you even sensed something was wrong. Homeschooling was always an option. Secrets weren't. You promised-"

"Its already done. I called the Principal, she's not going to school anymore." Enji cut her off, his eyes never leaving your face, thinking back to how you looked like you were on the brink of death just a couple of hours ago. Never again.

"I'm off now." Dabi said, pulling out a small hello kitty stuffie and set it beside your head. Just a little something he thought would make you feel better when you woke up. Totally did not kill another hello kitty fanatic for this.

As Dabi left the Todoroki estate, he thought back to how pitiful you looked. Did he feel bad? Nope, not one bit, especially not when this brought you to exactly where they all wanted you to be from the start- safe in their arms.

The plan worked like a charm. He got some of your classmates to bully you for some time and then beat you up, and in return he'd pay them. He chuckled as he recalled how he burned your bullies for beating you up like he wanted them to. They really thought a villain would keep their end of the deal.

For now, only he knew about the reality. And well, maybe Hawks will know too if he manages to catch the glimpse of Dabi standing in the shadows, watching as your bullies beat you up.

And boy does your Godfather's blood boils when he finds out it was that slut Rei who had planned the whole thing, and her bitch boy who had executed it to perfection.

He will make them pay for your tears.

Hello ppl, I’m back. Hope everybody’s been having a good month.

Alright so I just wanna say a couple things. Imma start making yan series of dif shows or games times to time, I’d focus on one then move on to the next pretty much.

Rn I’m making a Yan MHA series, I’m gonna draw more characters later on but yeah, that’s pretty much it, thx for reading.