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'Jailbird'

{Violent! Yandere Boyfriend X Female Reader} [FLUFF] Summary: He's a little Jailbird, except the only cage he'll stay in is your heart. Warnings: Blood, just FLUFF

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"Y/n L/n! You are under arrest!"

Several guns were pointed straight at a fairly harmless looking girl. With a child who screamed in horror and hid behind his equally as frightened mother. The poor cashier dropped her groceries in shock and Y/n could only hope that the bag didn't have any fragile glass in it. She was vaguely aware that her priorities weren't quite right in that moment, but she didn't care enough to call herself out.

"What for?" Y/n ask rather calmly. She didn't recall doing anything illegal.

"Drop the innocent act L/n! Your partner already spilled!" One large and bulky cop yelled out.

Despite the sheer power in the policeman's voice, his hands couldn't stop trembling. He wasn't the only officer with cold sweat and shaky knees. In fact, all six police officers looked at Y/n like she was a ticking bomb set to go off any second. Every person in the grocery seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for something to happen. Y/n was confused; Partner? Y/n didn't do anything, much less with a partner. She opened her mouth to defend herself when suddenly it clicked.

"Oh." Y/n's face fell, "Oh no..."

She leaped forward and all of the cops stumbled back in fear. She grabbed the one closest to her, ignoring how the mother – son duo screamed, and pushed him.

"Quick! Take me to jail!" The policeman felt his heart lodge in his throat and could only nod dumbly. He'd never been so terrified of a criminal asking to go to jail before.

Ansel punched the door as hard as he could. He yelled, demanding to be let out. He'd made a pretty big dent in the metal door but eventually ditched it to pace around his little jail cell. Deemed to dangerous to be kept in a regular prison room, he had been locked in a large plain white room. It resembled the kind of rooms where mad scientists would study a wild creature in movies. In all honesty, they were treating him like an animal too. There was a large glass window where he could see the pathetic cops whimpering and hiding. He sneered at them, causing them to duck and hide from view. The room was completely bare, with not even a pillow for him to rest on. He would have been restrained in a straight jacket too, had the idiotic cops not been too terrified to come close to him. One had tried, probably an intern, and they were lucky to live with only a broken wrist and nose.

He didn't give a damn about them though. No, all he could think about was how he was being kept away from his precious darling. He felt his blood boil. Each second he was kept here was another second spent without her. Thinking about it was enough to drive Ansel mad. He let out another animalistic scream and slammed his shoulder into the door. He backed up, preparing to repeat the action, when he heard her.

"Ansel!"

Immediately, his head shot up. Ansel's grey eyes lit up once they landed on Y/n. He ran up to the window, and pressed his hands against the glass. He smiled, and immediately calmed down. His cheeks were tinted a light pink and you could almost see hearts floating all around him.

"Y/n!"

"Oh Ansel, my poor angel." Y/n cooed and placed her hands on the glass, right where his were. She whispered sweet words to Ansel, soothing the rage in his eyes and mellowing him. She frowned, upset to see her beloved boyfriend in such a state.

"What on earth did you do to get yourself locked in here?"

Ansel felt a tiny bit of shamed. His cheeks grew redder, not because of Y/n herself, but because of her disappointed gaze.

He looked down on the floor and mumbled, "Nothing..."

"Ansel, we both know you wouldn't be here if you did nothing."

Like a kicked puppy, Ansel backed away from the window and scurried over to a corner to sulk in. Y/n sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Apologetically, she turned to the cop that escorted her.

"I suppose we should head over to the interrogation room? Seeing as l'm 'under arrest' and all. Ansel should be calm for a while."

The poor cop was completely baffled at how easily the beast had been stopped. When Officer John, the bulky cop from before, brought this frail little girl into the station, they were sure that John had made a mistake. After that little display, however, they realized this Y/n must have been someone really powerful for the Ansel Krause to submit to her. Fearing for their life, they hurried and locked Y/n a secure interrogation room. Damn John better not be thinking that they were going to interrogate the monster.

Y/n waited for the door to lock before sitting down on a chair. Her leg bounced anxiously; she worried for Ansel. All she wanted to do was run to him and comfort him. He was such a sweetheart, and she hated being so cold with him. Y/n chewed her thumb as she thought about how Ansel got himself into such a situation in the first place. He wouldn't harm anyone... Okay no, he might but she told him specifically to be on his best behavior while she was out!

The door finally opened after a eternity and a smaller woman walked in. Her face was twisted into a stern glare. She plopped onto the seat opposite to Y/n's and immediately began.

"Alright Missy. I'm in no mood to play games. Why'd you send Mister Krause after Kevin Millers? Don't even bother denying it; Krause was very local about how Millers had it coming and how you told him to get rid of him."

"Kevin? My neighbor?" Y/n's brows furrowed together, "l'm – is he okay?"

The Officer scoffed, "Sure, if you call a having a broken leg and several stitches being okay. Now, l want answers."

Y/n sighed and leaned back into her seat.

"Well Officer, being completely honest here, l have no idea why Ansel hurt Kevin, and l'm terribly sorry for his behavior. I'm sure if you let me, l could sort things out with him."

"So what? You want me to just let you go?"

"Yes, actually." Y/n answered rather bluntly, "l'd like to take Ansel home too. He'll need me after he's done being pouty."

"Fat chance. Ansel has a long criminal record, it's about time he's put behind bars. You on the other hand..." The Officer narrow her eyes, "l don't buy your innocent act for even a second. It'll be easier for us if you just confess your crimes."

Y/n groaned and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.

"Is being in love with an idiot a crime?"

"If that idiot happens to be a psychopath, then it should be." The Cop fired back.

"Officer, l haven't committed a single crime in my life. Unless you have evidence — real evidence — that states otherwise, l'd like to go back to my back."

Before the officer could retaliate, another policeman stormed into the room. His eyes were wide with panic.

"S–So sorry, Officer Cross. H–He's been acting up again and we need Miss L/n to come immediately."

Y/n gave Officer Cross a smug grin and skipped over to the door. Officer Cross slammed her head onto the desk. Seems as though both Y/n and Ansel would end up leaving the station without any proper punishment. With Y/n being a clean state and Ansel too unstable to keep in jail, the safest thing to do would be to let the couple go back home. Oh how she's going to regret this.

Y/n held Ansel's hand as they walked home. The Police Force and Y/n were able to reach an agreement; as long as she keeps Ansel on a leash, they'll let them be. She didn't make any promises, and still have to pay a hefty money to bail him, but things turned out for the best. The walk home is silent and Ansel still refused to make an eye contact with Y/n. She knew he felt bad, so she hadn't given him a scolding yet.

It was only after they'd gotten to their shared apartment and had a quick lunch that Y/n decided it was time to address the elephant in the room. The pair were cuddling together on the couch; Ansel's head is buried on her chest and her hands were playing with his soft hair.

She began softly, "Ansel... Do you want to talk about what happened?"

Ansel shook his head childishly. He wrapped his arms around her waist and refused to look up.

Y/n sighed and ruffled his hair.

"You know we have to. Come on, Officer Cross told me that l told you to hurt Kevin?"

"That guy." Ansel mumbled bitterly. Despite the situation, Y/n found herself smiling. She did agree after all.

Knowing he couldn't avoid the topic forever, Ansel finally look up and met Y/n's warm gaze.

"You said Kevin annoyed you last week. So l went to teach him a lesson. He deserved what l put him through for the disgusting things he said about you!"

Y/n felt her heart go soft. She could recall Kevin cat–calling her one particular evening. Ansel must have heard her as she grumbled to herself about it and took upon himself to handle the situation in a best way he knew how to.

She kissed the tip of Ansel's nose.

"Aww Baby... It's so sweet of you to want to defend my honor." Y/n grinned at his elated expression. If Ansel had a tail, she imagined wagging like mad.

"But." Ansel's smile fell.

"Don't you remember what l said about hurting others?"

"That it wasn't something you wanted me to do."

"Because?" Y/n pushed on.

Ansel groaned, "Because you didn't want the police to catch me."

Y/n smiled at her helpless angel.

"And what happened today?"

"The police caught me." Ansel only became more pouty when he saw how amused his girlfriend was. He loves to make her smile, but he was still embarrassed.

"That's right." Y/n gave Ansel's nose a small boop, "Now you have to be a good boy and stay out of trouble, okay?"

Ansel propped himself onto his elbows and leaned closer to Y/n's face.

"l'll be good as long as l have you beside me."

"Oh don't worry about that." Y/n chuckled.

"The officers and l had a long chat about what would happen if they tried to separate us again."

A pleased smile spread across Ansel's face. He place a chaste kiss on yours and laid back down on her chest. The two continued to laze around each other's arms; completely content with life and happy to have each other.

Bzzzzzt! Bzzzzzt! Bzzz —

"Hello?"

"Hello, Miss L/n. This is Officer Cross. Would you please make your way to the police station, preferably immediately. We have another incident."

Y/n sighed, "l'm on my way..."

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'Mine'

{Yandere Katsuki Bakugo X Female Reader} [ANGST] Summary: You are only his. Even there we'll be consequences. Warnings: Dominant, Submissive, Possessive, Obsession, Spoilers

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Eyes burned holes at the back of your head. Sweat was being secreted. Despite the weather being a bit Cold.

You felt Hot.

The heavy weight of your clothes sticking suffocatingly to your skin and the feeling that it was hindering your ability to breath normally was to present on your mind. It made you feel uncomfortable in your own skin and prevented you from focusing.

Although it was socially unacceptable to proceed with this action in public, all you wanted to do was throw away your heavy clothes, and claw your own flesh out of your body so the stares would stop and neither you, or the discomfort that these stares brought would exist.

Katsuki Bakugo, ever the prideful and egoistic guy he was, relished in the outcome of the situation and the amount of attention he received. The self-proclaimed 'Greatest Hero' to be wasn't stupid or ignorant. For that reason, you absolutely hate that he knew you so well, and use that knowledge to hurt you. He knew that you hated attention, but he did not make a single move to do anything to change the situation in order to make it better for you, or comfort you through it. In fact, you were certain that he was insistent not to do anything about this situation just to seek petty revenge on you for not choosing him in the first place.

As Bakugo dragged you through the hallways forcefully, you heard the harsh words that were whispered without any consideration or thought behind it. For a school that was specifically for heroes to be, and their supports, one would assume that they know better than to be judgemental without considering all the reasons and perspectives. But apparently that was too much to ask for, because they ridiculed you. They did not question the 'Ferocious Blond' who was infamous for his viciousness, and gripped your wrist tightly enough to leave a handprint and cause you to grimace in pain. Instead, they gossiped about you and spread ugly rumors unethically.

By no means we're the nicest person ever with the sweetest smile, but you were far from being rude and vicious like Bakugo.

You were one of the first people to befriend Izuku Midoriya, believe in his strength, and return the kindness he showed everyone else. So it was ridiculous, and more than that, infuriating the others had the audacity to assume you left him because he was quirkless once again and leached onto Bakugo, his bully. This ridiculous notion was far from the truth, and no one suspected that because Bakugo had become that much stronger, was the reason you were forced to leave Midoriya.

Since the beginning of your time in UA, you were not sure what it was, but something about the petrifying predatory gaze that Bakugo had stare at you with, made you avoid him. Your instinctive gut feeling proved to be right when you got to observe his brash personality. Particularly, when he would corner you and threaten you to break it off with Midoriya.

The sight of his sneering face looming over you, and the burning smell of smoke that would start to emit from his hand whenever he threatened you was an intimidating experience. Going through this scenario each time, his level of agitation being worse than before, never made it any less terrifying. However, despite the fear, you never confirmed to his demands. You stood up to him, and stayed devoted to Midoriya throughout. Primarily because while Bakugo was undeniably stronger than you and you would not be able to confront him on your own, you used to have Midoriya there to support you and fight alongside you if the situation ever called for it.

However, now even if Midoriya wanted to be there for you, he couldn't. Compared to Bakugo, he was powerless.

Prior to passing the One for All to Bakugo, he was the main obstacle; Of course it was him. Only Deku was stubborn enough to always be in Bakugo's way and try to stop him from getting what he wanted.

But that was no longer the case. Not only had Midoriya lost his chances of becoming a hero, Bakugo has also made him give you up. So now, you were finally his. You belong only to Bakugo; It was your inevitable reality. Although, it seemed as if you were still not willing to accept that.

It was your fault really, you brought this on yourself. If only you had submitted to Bakugo earlier, then this would not have had to happen.

Once Bakugo led you out of the hallways and had you pushed against the wall, without any warning he instantly leaned down to kiss you. You moved to turn your head away, but since that was such an expected response, Bakugo had clutched your face tightly to prevent that from happening. Still, he stopped until his face was only slightly away from yours. He wasn't kissing you, but it was close enough that you felt his breath on your face, and his lips brushed against yours occasionally when he spoke.

"Keep your attitude up, and not only will l continue to make you regret it for being a bad girl, but damn Deku will regret it too. You don't truly want to add more to his suffering, do you? He already sacrificed his ultimate dream to save you at Nabu Island." He murmured against your lips, while he caressed your cheek with his thumb.

At the mention of Midoriya, your shoulders tensed up. The guilt from being so pathetic and weak that you had been captured by the enemy at Nabu Island, used as bait, and were one of the reason why Midoriya is suffering, was still weighing heavily on your shoulders. That realization made you realize that if you contributed anything else to worsen Midoriya's circumstances, you would never be able to forgive yourself. So, in response to Bakugo, you shook your head.

The sight of your defiance weakening made Bakugo smirk.

"Be a good girl and do as l say, okay?"

You shut your eyes tightly; Your thoughts from earlier returned, and so did the urges. The idea of wanting to claw your conscious out of yourself so you didn't exist now felt like a desperate need. But not being able to do that, or anything else for that matter, except only nodding to confirm your now complete obedience to Bakugo, you felt Bakugo press his lips to yours in a harsh and forceful kiss.

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{Name} - Yazhi Shanaia M. Robles

{Gender} - Female

{Age} - 17 Years Old

{Birthday Date} - June 8,2006

{Zodiac Sign} - Gemini

{Color} - Yellow

{Sport} - Volleyball

{Animal} - Wolf

{Place} - Japan

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