#mha headcannons

Stain headcannons SFW/some NSFW.

Warnings: yandere tendencies, kidnapping, being held against your will, one mention of self harm, etc etc. It is the Hero Killer after all! @stupid-sloot-headcanons has officially Stained me for this man so here!

• He’s been stalking you for months and months now and you don’t even know it!
• Has it really almost been a year now? Wow! Time flies when you’re spending so much time watching the little object of your affections.
• Its going to happen, its going to happen very soon. On the anniversary to be more precise, the day he saw you and fell in love would be the day he finally takes you for himself.
• The past year has been so difficult for you, hasn’t it? Wouldn’t you like to be swept off your feet and be taken away to a paradise by your ronin? Anyone would, you’d be so appreciative wouldn’t you?
• You’ll see one day, when you finally understand.
• Now please, stop your crying. He’s not going to hurt you, just the opposite. He wants to keep you safe, from everything. The big evil world, to your sad and unfulfilling life, away from your terrible family and the even worse…the heroes.
• Don’t cry he’s doing this for you!
• Chizome is patient, too patient. He can wait while you cry, sob and wail your little heart out. When you’re done…he can finally make himself known and finally introduce himself to you! Shhh, its all right.
• He’s been spending the past year creating the perfect place, finding the right spot, escape-proofing it, making it secure and finally filling it to the brim with your favorite things. Your favorite foods, colors, hobbies, everything to keep you entertained, the expect replica and model of your bed so you won’t be sleeping on a thin and disgusting mattress.
• Any and everything for his Blossom, his Sakura.
• Pink is the perfect color, the mix of white from your purity and the red of his passion, your innocence and his bloodlust. The binding color of your love, the color of your divinity. How he loves to see you in and surrounded by pink. The perfect amalgamation.
• His beautiful, eternal Cherry Blossom.
• Brings you “home” in the middle of the night while you’re asleep, crawls through your open window that he left unlatched, puts your favorite items in a bag, holds you bridal style and takes you away into the night.
• It hurts him so much to see you cry, to see you so scared and panicked but he understands. He’ll sit in the shadows and wait until you tire yourself out and come around to gently run his massive hand through your hair like he’s done thousands of times before.
• When he’s away your screaming is fruitless, there’s a reason why he chose an abandoned and scarcely traveled home complex in the middle of nowhere. Even if someone heard you, you have no money and the people around would only help to make bank.
• Every way you could harm yourself or use to escape has been removed and a shackle placed on your ankle until he knows he can trust you. The only place you have access to is the bathroom and he’s proofed that to the same extent as the rest of the home. Replaced the shower curtain with reinforced glass, glued textured grips to the floor, handles around the sides, there’s no way you could get hurt or escape. He’s made sure.
• …Not without outside help but who would try to kidnap his the love of his life?
• Loves to have the place automated, an app on his phone connects to the various security cameras he has, controls the TV and many other things. When he’s spying across rooftops and on buildings he’ll let you watch the news, cartoons or maybe he’ll load up Netflix for you and put a movie on.
• Same with the stove and every other appliance, he controls everything, how long the microwave lasts, how hot the burners get and everything in between. Chizome has to make sure, he has to know, until you get settled and he can remove these restrictions one-by-one.
• When he comes home? He’s brought gifts!
• A hair barrette in the shape of a sakura or a pink haori during the colder seasons to keep you warm when he can’t!
• When he can finally, finally trust you when Stockholm Syndrome sets in and you accept him…he’s over the moon, on Cloud Nine. Nothing has or would ever make him happier than that.
• You’ve realized your deific status and now he can truly treat you as much.
• His touches are gentle, you’ll hardly know he’s there, fingertips fluttering across your skin. Afraid that any pressure would bring you harm. He wasn’t sure how resilient you are yet, you could bruise as easily as a peach or he could bring the wrath of his grip on you and not leave a mark…but he wasn’t about to test that. No markings…at least not yet, one day.
• The skilled tongue swipes across your skin tasting your sweet essences while giving you unimaginable pleasure.
• He’s waited so long for this day and he’s going to prolong it as much as he can.
• Going and going until you’re spent, mind blank, body trembling, covered in sweat and only then will he take you into his arms and let you rest. You deserve so much and making you see stars is only part of the job. He’ll let you come down from your pleasure high before he takes you to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Washing your hair, scrubbing the grime away with his sudsy hands and making you climax one last time. To make sure you know how much he loves you.
• Being invited into your bed he’s going to wrap you up in a mix of pajamas, the blanket and his arms. Curling up behind you like a protective wall, watching you dream with a smile.
• Now that he has you unconditionally…he’s never letting you go.