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only-my-unexistent-fiances · 1 year

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I like them big

Summary: Y/N loves his man titties, but they're not making a big deal about it... Or are they...?

Warnings: kinda suggestive, but I mean, just the facts.

Characters: Chisaki Kai (Overhaul), Takami Keigo (Hawks), Bakugo Katsuki

(literally the three I see as the big prospects for this shit, you may as well recommend other characters in the comments).

A/N: As always, reader is gender neutral, and this is kinda self indulgent, because literally NO ONE asked for this. I just love man titties 😔.

You've been in this relationship for quite some time. It's not to say that you're really happy, and so is he.

His physics are not everything to you, and you appreciate that for him is the same. Tho, obviously, there are some... Parts of him that make you feel butterflies when you think to much about them.

May as well be his eyes, his hair, his hands... He's just so pretty, isn't he?

The more the time passes, the more things you start to find enticing about him and his body or his looks, but, if you're being honest, one of the first things about his physics that made a way to go were...

HELL, HE LOOKED AT YOU!

How much had you spent staring this time?!

Bakugo Katsuki

That's it.

He saw you.

We can declare that you dead af

Now y'all both staring at each other as if you had something written on your foreheads.

And you think that maybe he didn't notice anything, because well,

He doesn't say anything about it.

And out of your dumbest thoughts (and the awkwardness of the moment) you end up taking a little glimpse of his chest

Just a quick, little look at it.

But oh, had you dig your own grave.

Now it's obvious that he saw what you were doing.

That he caught you staring at what you had been staring for the past weeks.

And he even smiles a bit in a cooky silly grin

You're doomed.

"The hell you looking at, dumbass?" he said with a deadly calm tone. Oh hell, no. Why was he talking like that? Was he that mad?! DIDN'T HE JUST SMILE AT YOU?!

"Nothing, darling"

"Don't darling-me now. I saw you."

"..."

"Then why you asking -?"

And that's how nou find yourself locked between his enormous chest and the wall, all while he surrounds you with both his arms at the sides of your head.

You don't want to stare at him at all now that you're this close and that he is staring at you too, but what are you supposed to do?

"Come on, what were you looking at, darling?"

He knows what he's doing to you now, otherwise he wouldn't be calling you that.

Takami Keigo (Hawks)

He looks at you with surprise in his eyes

You think maybe he's going to let it be, or just make a silly pun and then get over it

But again

Who do you think he is?

He smiles with pride

Of course he does.

Like, it doesn't even take a minute before he already has some kind of dirty theory about what you were looking at.

Not that it was wrong, but still.

You find yourself all red now.

Trying to look away, you turn your back on him so he can't see how much of a mess you are rn, even hiding your face slightly with your hands

But that is just a mistake

Tho a win is a win

Because he's now too close for your heart to handle

GOD YOU CAN EVEN HEAR IT

Can he hear it too?!

He grabs your hips, pulling you close to his oh-so-big chest

Well, now he shure can

And you can't even concentrate properly because his chest is right next to your back, and you can feel his heartbeat

He locks you between his arms. Smiling.

"Do you like them, birdie?" he asks mockingly, and you don't know if he's trying to sound sexy or to make fun of you

Both work at the same time for you

You move your head from side to side, trying to deny it.

"It's okay, sweetheart, I like yours too." he confesses casually, as if he wasn't saying that he likes your boobs.

"W-what?!"

"You could have just told me and I would have both more "V" t-shirts. Or do you have any preference?"

Hell, now he's making fun of you.

*Y/N.exe has stopped working.

Chisaki Kai (Overhaul)

Last one best one-

You really think he wouldn't notice???

He has the awareness of a wolf.

There's no time he doesn't notice when someone's staring at him.

He just decides to ignore it because he know he isn't in danger when he's around you.

But...

w h y ?

He was really asking to himself why lately you had been staring so hard

Did he look weird?

Maybe he cutt his hair wrong this time...

But, then why would you look so concentrated instead of shocked or disgusted if that was the case?

He found himself trying to know what was the reason of the little clandestine looks you were throwing at him.

(Tbh it would have been better if he kept wondering)

When he realized it hit him like a truck-

LIKE, WHY IN THE WORLD -?

"I feel so harassed..." he said, looking at you mockingly, but still a little disgusted.

"WHY ARE YOU REACTING LIKE THAT???" you said, trying to hide the fact that you were starting to turn red.

Shit, you had been caught red handed, for just how damn long has he known about this little secret of yours?

"If I stared like that, people would've already notice, and they would have called me a perv" he crossed his arms just above his chest, probably not knowing that only made you drool more for him.

"Ayo, what are you insinuating?" you said, brushing off the sinful thoughts flying around your head.

"What do you think? That you're a perv" he stated, looking at you deadly in the eyes, slightly leaning into you, the inquisition growing in his gaze.

"Oh, I'm not!"

"You are"

"It's only normal!" I hope, you thought, while he only looked at you, serius. "If it makes you feel better, you can stare at mine?"

"I prefer not, and even if I did, I wouldn't be as evident as you" he responded awkwardly.

"Wow, then how do I know you haven't been staring already" he kept silence, wich made you blush even more "WELL, THE TURNTABLES-"

"Shut up" he straight up shushed you.

And still, even after all the drama he made about it, it didn't went unnoticed how he started using slightly more tight shirts, or how he would let the first two buttons unbuttoned just for the fun of it.

He really loved to indulge you, didn't he?

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sukustar · 1 year

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Earth, swallow me and spit me out in the arms of this man

#HE LOOKS SO &^!@$%:'#mha #mha overhaul #bnha overhaul #overhaul #overhaul x y/n #chisaki overhaul #chisaki x reader #chisaki kai #kai chisaki #my hero acadamy #shie hassaikai #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #chisaki x y/n

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keiskake · 1 year

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chisaki kai x gn!reader

fluff/one shot (cw//mention of 'drinks' and not proofread properly)

a/n ~ i forgot about his birthday, and then decided to write it at 10pm. it was supposed to be a drabble but ended as a one short, but i'm very happy with the end result. happy birthday overhaul, he kinda cute.

the 20th of the 3rd month. chisaki's birthday. chisaki wasn't the biggest fan of celebrations, nor did he see the need for them whatsoever. but this year was different, this year you were his lover and not his devout follower. you swore to yourself that his next birthday would be celebrated properly. a party, cake, presents, and the little bits in between. you would make it a birthday he would never forget.

past birthdays you've spent with chisaki weren't memorable in the slightest. back then you would just go on missions like you did every other day, helping him develop the quirk erasing drug or figuring out if heroes were on your tail. you always wondered if he chose to spend the day like that because he genuinely wanted to, or if he did so to ensure no celebrations were held.

you had started planning the big day the minute chisaki asked you to be his. and closer to the date you started letting other members in on the secret, chrono being your main assistant. chrono always listened to chisaki's wishes but this time he couldn't argue with someone on the same level as his boss. you were going to make it happen.

he has scheduled for more tests with the drugs to be done that day, typical. but you were a step ahead. you had chrono and the rest do that testing all night so that your plan of action could move forward that next day. whilst that was going on, you led chisaki to bed early that evening.

"why so early? i have things to do y/n." he stood across the bed, arms crossed and his brows furrowed. he wasn't exactly the happiest of souls that night.

"i'm sleepy kai, and i'm cold."

"i can get you a another blanket."

"no! c'mon just cuddle me, one night with no work won't kill y'know." you knew what you were doing, pouting your lips and giving him the most innocent puppy eyes.

"fine, just one night sweetheart.." he sighed, reluctantly slipping into bed and holding you from behind. you had him right where you wanted.

the morning ahead of you was a busy one. you got out of bed the second your eyes opened and went to see chrono. the testing had been completed, and the gang were slumped on the floor in exhaustion. poor things. the next phase was ready, getting chisaki out of the place. chrono had planned to take chisaki out for a scout around the area, since it was the least conspicuous explanation.

they left soon after, chrono messaging you the same time the door shut '4 hours to finish up y/n'. you had stashed balloons and streamers and party poppers in chrono's closet yesterday afternoon, and all you had to do was place them around the party room. you had chosen the tea room as the party room, given it was the most spacious part of the house that was still presentable.

mimic and others gathered to help decorate the room, whilst you headed for the cake. you decided to make the cake from scratch, a few others from the hassaikai chose to cook up the main meal. you poured your heart into the cake. you made sure every fruit on it was washed well and that all utensils used were cleaned properly after every use. you even made a fondant topper of the plague doctor mask that the group is known for.

you set the cake in the middle of the table, hurrying off soon after for the finishing touches. his gifts. they were the biggest surprise that you had for him. it wasn't usual for the two of you to exchange gifts, even after a year of dating, though it was never off limits either. shin helped you wrapped them up and you got to slap the little pom pom on top each one of them.

you arranged them on the table, everyone admiring all the hard work and efforts of the last four hours. you glanced over at the clock, realising it was almost time and on cue was a message from chrono 'we're coming in 2 minutes, get ready.' you were nervous, your heart pounding a little heavier than before and your hands becoming sweaty. you rushed everyone to hide anywhere they could, throwing yourself behind the table with shin and mimic. it was time for it to all act out.

shuffling noises came from the hallway, the noise continuing to approach the party room. you faced the two members beside you, a smile coming from the three of you in unison. the door creaked open and a muffled conversation crept in. three. two. one.

"SURPISE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOSS!"

you all jumped from the nooks and crannies that you had been hiding in, party poppers flying from across the room and the celebratory noises echoing all around. his face was in shock. he didn't have the foggiest clue what was going on. behind his dark eyes you could see droplets of tears being held back, maybe this was what he wanted from the very start.

"i told you, celebrations are not necessary for such things.."

"yes, but, y/n planned all this. you wouldn't want their efforts to go to waste would you boss?" chrono looked at you with a smile.

after hearing that you were the mastermind behind this chisaki let himself enjoy the party, well enjoy it as much as he could. he tried the food and indulged in a piece of your homemade birthday cake, amused at the little topper. the hassaikai really knew how to party. drinks were going around, music was filling the air and god did these guys know how to dance. behind all the group activities, you guys were still just ordinary people. chisaki was an ordinary person too.

the party went on until evening. at one point you drew chisaki outside, leading him to the garden so he could see the stars with you. they were beautiful that night. no matter where you looked it was beautiful inside and out. you pulled out a box wrapped in purple, handing it to chisaki with a smile.

"for you kai."

"you didn't need to y/n." he took the box, unwrapping its outer shell. he pulled the lid off the box and removed the tissue paper on top. the box held a pair of gloves. a pair of gloves with your name written on the side near the wrists. his eyes glowed like the stars in a blue night like blanket. he dropped the box on the bench, pulling you into a tight embrace.

"i hope you like them and maybe wear them sometime.." you hugged him back, patting his back gently.

"thank you sweetheart, you really go above and beyond for me." he pulled away and placed a small peck on your forehead. "i thought you forgot about today."

"why would i forget such an important day kai?"

"because you didn't say it to me this morning."

"i would never forget! i was gonna say it now. so, happy birthday kai. i love you so much."

"i love you too y/n. thank you for the making this birthday unforgettable"

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha fluff #bnha fluff #kai chisaki #overhaul #overhaul x y/n #overhaul x reader #chisaki x reader #chisaki x y/n #<3

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bookeaou · 1 year

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001 — pit, patter, pit, patter.

“au calme clair de lune triste et beau.”

“the calm light of the moon, sad and fair.”

kai chisaki x trans male (he/they) reader writing practice, inspired by clair de lune, by claude debussy. nsfw. trigger warnings; mention of blood, thunderstorms, light cursing.

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Pit, patter, pit, patter, the sounds of the rain hitting the roof and the window settling you into a calm mood as you stirred the soup. You couldn't help but feel grateful for the cozy apartment you shared with Chisaki, and for the warm soup that you were preparing for him. Chisaki was your longtime partner, and you had been planning to surprise him with something special that night. You had spent the day studying while he was at work, and now you were eagerly awaiting his return. As you stirred the soup, you thought about how much you loved Chisaki and how important he was to you. You knew that he had been feeling stressed lately, so you wanted to do something to help him relax. That's when you remembered Clair De Lune, his favorite classical piece. With a smile on your face, you hummed the melody to yourself and swayed your hips back and forth.

After a few minutes, you turned off the stove and walked into the living room. You knew that Chisaki preferred his classical music on vinyl, so you turned on the record player and carefully placed the record on the turntable. You selected an extended version of Clair De Lune that lasted well over an hour and a half. As you listened to the music, you couldn't help but feel swept away by its beauty and elegance. With the soup simmering in the oven, you waited for Chisaki's return. You knew that he would be surprised and delighted by the cozy atmosphere you had created, and you couldn't wait to share a warm and tasty meal with him. As you waited, you thought about how lucky you were to have Chisaki in your life, and how much you cherished every moment you spent together.

You were relaxing on the couch when suddenly you heard a knock on the door. As you approached the door, you wondered who it could be. Just as you were about to open the door, it swung open and in walked Chisaki, his eyes ablaze with what appeared to be intense anger. You couldn't help but wonder what had caused him to be so upset. As you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, you slowly stood up from the couch and addressed him.

"Hey," you spoke softly, your voice echoing in the empty room as you approached the Yakuza. He was slumped over on the table, his body covered in blood. The crimson liquid stained his hair and dripped down onto his coffee-creamer colored skin. You clicked your tongue in disapproval, feeling a pang of sympathy for poor Chisaki. He was likely panicking under his plague mask. You stood there for a moment, the only sound the sound of Chisaki's labored breathing. You wondered what could have possibly led to this gruesome scene. Was it a turf war? A disagreement between rival gangs? You shook your head, trying to clear your mind of these thoughts.

Finally, Chisaki lifted his head, his eyes meeting yours. He removed his plague mask, revealing his pale, sweat-covered face. “Shower. I need one.” He stated, his voice hoarse.

“Did you get hurt?” You asked, getting closer and placing your hands on his chest. Only a light blush peaked on his cheeks, followed by the expression of disgust; he didn’t want your hands dirtying with the finger painting of some people(s) who he’d to kill. Kai shook his head.

As the two of you stood in silence, you couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort. You gave a small nod as Chisaki slid away to take his usual fifteen minute shower. Once he was finished, he approached you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you busied yourself with setting the table. You felt his face nuzzle into the crook of your neck as he breathed in deeply, letting out a contented sigh. The chill in the air sent shivers down your spine, but you basked in the warmth of his embrace. Then, without warning, Chisaki placed a gentle kiss on your neck, eliciting a hum from you. The moment felt like it could stretch on forever, with the feeling of his arms around you and the scent of his shower gel lingering in the air.

“Kai,” You breathed while your hands curled around the spoon in hand, enjoying the comforting warmth of the mug in your other hand. You could feel his lips curve into a smile against your neck, and his embrace tightened around your waist. You wondered what could have made him so happy, but didn't ask. But then, your mind was interrupted by a nagging feeling that something wasn't right. You knew Kai well enough to recognize the signs - the way he held onto you tighter than usual, the way his breath quickened against your skin. He must have gotten into some sort of big trouble, to be so wanting when he came home. You moved your hands off of the table, placing them over Chisaki’s and pulling them off your waist. He made the softest noise in retort, but took a step back. As you stood there, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry.

“Dinner is ready,” You said, trying to cover up your emotions in your voice. Twice is better at hiding it than you. Chisaki had an amused expression, golden eyes dripping with both mischief, and lust. Yeah, he most likely got into big trouble at work.

Before he’d any time to respond, you continued. “How was work? Get into any trouble?”

Chisaki blinked, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again. His eyes, which were more feminine than yours, seemed to reflect a deep sense of thought. He then slowly shook his head, as if to clear his mind. As you watched him, you couldn't help but notice his tendency to communicate non-verbally, particularly when he lied. It was as if he couldn't bring himself to utter the words out loud, instead relying on subtle gestures and expressions to convey his thoughts and feelings.

“How many people did you kill, babe?” you pressed, closing the space between the two bodies.

“Liberate.” Spoke the Yakuza. You rolled your eyes as his hands found their way up your thighs and to your waist, again. Like your thighs were his comfort place. “Okay, okay, liberate. How many?” you said with hints of playfulness as he got his face back into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses. He was really trying his best to distract you huh?

“Twen- Mm,” He cut himself off, sucking on a tender part of your neck, you couldn't help but feel a wave of pleasure wash over you. His hands gripped your waist tightly, almost as if he wanted to snap your hips. You tried your very best to hold back a moan, but it was difficult to do so as he continued to tease you. It was clear that he wanted something from you, but you weren't sure what it was. As you placed your hand on his back, you took in a shuddering inhale, feeling his breath on your skin. Your mind raced with thoughts of what he could possibly want from you, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. Nevertheless, you were determined to figure it out and satisfy his desires, whatever they may be.

“A little gang, angel. A little gang with little shits. It was barely over twenty people.” He spoke into your neck, the little pet name making you feel hotter than it should’ve. But you nodded understandingly.

“You know, Kai, I’m not mad.” You said shyly, your own hands moving up his back and one of them holding the back of his head as he gave forgiving kisses on your neck. You felt safe and secure in his embrace, all your worries and fears dissipating. The soft music in the background and the aroma of the soup on the stove added to the cozy atmosphere. Kai's hands, those damn touchy hands, lifted you off the ground and brought you to the couch. You put up no fight, forgetting all about the soup, forgetting all about the music that was still playing. Chisaki’s eyes and touch was all that mattered now. As he continued to hold you, you felt your heart rate slow and your breathing grow steadier. You couldn't help but smile, grateful for this moment of peace and comfort amidst the chaos of daily life.

You spread your legs on the couch, inviting him in between them. He came closer, and you could feel his warmth as he lay on top of you. He started by taking off his shirt, revealing his toned chest. He then proceeded to remove your shirt, tossing it aside. As he undressed you, his eyes roamed over your body, exploring every curve and crevice as if it were his first time seeing it. You had been with him for well over two years now, and yet he still seemed to find something new to appreciate every time.

After undressing you, he wasted no time in exploring your body with his lips and hands. The way he touched you was gentle yet insistent, as if he couldn't get enough of you. His golden eyes were hooded by thick lashes as he focused on your chest, tracing the two scars you had just below your pecs. It brought back a memory;

After you had your top surgery, you were left with scars that reminded you of your journey towards becoming your true self. You approached Chisaki to see if he could fix them, but he refused. When you asked him why, he explained that the scars were a reminder of the strength and courage you possessed to undergo such a transformative process. He wanted you to always remember who you truly are - someone with battle scars, someone who knows themselves inside and out. His words resonated with you deeply, and you couldn't help but feel grateful to have someone like Chisaki in your life. The way he spoke with such certainty and conviction made you feel seen and heard in a way that few people had before. You remember the pause he took after speaking, the way he looked at you with a mix of admiration and respect. "My man," he said, as if to solidify the bond between you both.

"Good God..." Chisaki hummed, his seductive voice barely above a whisper as he placed kisses on your clean, clean skin. "So fucking handsome," he said, pausing to gaze into your eyes. You felt his hot breath on your chest as he continued to kiss you, his lips pressing against your skin with increasing urgency. As he trailed his fingers down your arm, you couldn't help but shiver with anticipation.

As they moved together, their hips bucking against each other, the sounds of Chisaki's gentle moans and your own squeaky ones filled the room. The classical piece that had been playing in the background seemed to complete the moment, as the moonlight shone in from the open window. The perfect half-cold, half-warm breeze seeped in through the windows, and wafted over their hot bodies. It was clear that they were in love - you and Kai Chisaki. Every touch, every breath, every moment was filled with a sense of passion that seemed to consume them both. They were lost in each other, completely and utterly wrapped up in the moment.

After hours of passionate love making, the two sweaty bodies lulled off to sleep with the accompaniment of the outside world - the thunder, lightning, and the sound of raindrops,

pit, patter, pit, patter,

like a lullaby. You were about to succumb to slumber when you heard a voice, so quiet and small, whispering into your ear, so exhausted yet sweet. The voice made your heart skip a beat as if an angel was speaking to you. It was as if the voice had a story to tell, a secret to share, or a dream to reveal. You could feel the warmth of the breath and the softness of the skin against your earlobe. It was a moment to cherish, to hold onto, to remember forever.

“I love you.”

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writermask-0807-backupblog · 1 year

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CHISAKI KAI X READER {"TELL ME, FILTH, DO YOU FEAR ME?" or: "THESE ARE THE EYES OF A KILLER."}

A/n: me going crazzyyyy. This is basically sort of a series, ig. I was dying to write and this is what my last remaining brain cell came up with 🙂.

Warnings: Overhaul is basically a major red flag in himself, ooc Chisaki, and vague implications of abuse. U basically have to squint to find them, tho. Sort of dark content??

HIS eyes are gold.

They're an unnatural shade- glittering bright and pale underneath the flicker of fluorescent lights glaring above you, and there's small flecks of honey in them like the very essence of the sun, molten pools of liquid gold staring into your own eyes with thinly veiled cunning and the rim of sheer, unadulterated power that you feel radiating from his very presence- like a buzz of static in the back of your mind that you simply can't ignore.

But despite the warm color of the sun in his eyes, you know this man is nothing but warm. If anything, you know he's more cold than anyone you've ever met.

His gaze is sharp and knife-edged, and it feels like he's peering into your very soul, weighing your worth, and something cold touches your core, skitters your skin with chills as you begin to comprehend that this man has eyes like no other you've seen.

(His eyes are more colder, more fiercer, more hungrier. Always desperate, always wanting. Selfish.)

His eyes are gold, and they're the eyes of a predator. Always calculating, assessing, planning. Always dangerous. There's a blade's edge to the way he looks at you- like you're nothing but filth beneath him, a simple insect he could crush underneath the heel of his shoe if he chose to do so, but you get the uncanny feeling that in this filth he finds a particular, morbid interest, and it sends a shudder crawling down your rigid spine.

His golden gaze is narrowed on you, locked and scrutinizing your every movement and motion, trailing hotly over your trembling, petite frame, and it’s honed sharp by the ripple of dark hostility trickling into the warm atmosphere, corrupting it with the trail of darkness that follows him in its wake, and there's a sheet of ice misting his bright, bright eyes over.

Discomfort coils around your spine as you squirm and fidget uneasily underneath the heavy weight of his steady, unsettling stare, and you can taste the sting of bile erupting at the back of your throat, feel the collecting of dread pool in the pit of your stomach, because you can instantly recognize these sort of eyes.

There's a kind of insatiable hunger lurking beneath those sun-soaked depths- the sort of hunger and rage and hatred that's never quelled, no matter what they devour and destroy and take and take and take until there's nothing left.

(These are the eyes of a killer.)

You don't need your usual hunch to tell you that this is someone not to be trifled with- you feel it in the air, taste the weight of its bitterness on your tongue, feel it in the way the atmosphere around you is terse and strained by his very presence, and there's an aura of gloom clouding your senses- a storm of tension rolling in thickly through the pregnant silence, a flood of killing intent oozing tangibly off of this tall, intimidating stranger.

It suffocates you, stifles you to the point where you can't even breathe, throat suddenly dry and your tongue a heavy, iron weight resting inside your limp, unmoving mouth.

You're painfully aware of the way your pulse hiccups and gallops underneath the pressure, the way your breath stutters and hitches in your throat, lungs straining and burning and feeling as though they're being doused in liquid fire, ribs constricting tightly around your pounding heart.

But despite all that, despite the roll of gooseflesh peppering all over your flesh, you struggle to maintain professionalism the best you can, even though your breath's coming out a little too quick for your liking, as sweat beads on your temple. After all, he is your customer, and you must serve him as the best you can, no matter how intimidating he is.

(You still eye him warily.)

You swallow thickly, stifling the impulse to squeeze your eyes shut and curl in on yourself for comfort- wait for the storms to pass like you've done in the past, powerless and hopeless against forces beyond your control. But you're no longer that person now- that child, that victim, and because there's nobody here to offer you any semblance of protection, you must learn to fend for yourself. It's always supposed to have been that way, and probably always will be.

(Swallowing down the bitterness that comes with this harsh reminder, you squash down the urge to just run, run, run far away from everything and everyone.)

Taking a quick pause to regain your bearings and recover from the initial terror that’s still pulsing through your veins, you brave a bright, loud smile that hopefully doesn't speak about your nervousness and anxiety, and check his things out- two large sanitizer bottles and a pack of paper napkins- before piling them neatly into a plastic bag.

Your hands are nimble and fast at your work, but maybe that's because you're eager to be rid of this particular customer and his dark, stifling presence that stirs up too much of an inner turmoil within you- memories and thoughts and feelings you've so desperately tried to oppress.

"That'll be 267 yen. Thank you for shopping at Melissa's, sir!"

You chirp brightly, forcing your unmoving tongue to work, for your lips to form the words, trying to conceal the lump growing hard in your throat, and the tremors shaking in your hand as you hold out the convenience bag out over the counter and towards the golden-eyed man, a bubble of helpless hope and fear swelling inside of your chest, as a silent prayer lingers on your breath that he would just accept his items and leave just as quickly as he'd appeared, stealthy and shadow-like, here one moment, and gone the next.

Your heartbeat thunders in your ears, fluttering pulse roaring as your blood crystallizes through your veins, accompanied by the feeling of nauseating unease as your hands brush together with his, and even through the fabric of his gloves, you can feel the unnatural frigidness of his temperature- like his skin is unbearably cold to the curious touch, and you don't want him to stick around long enough for you to find out if it really is.

But of course, the universe decides to ignore your pleas at this exact moment, like it's always done before. And how mockingly cruel it is, too.

To your absolute and utter horror, the man leaves his gloved hand draping over yours, and this time, you can't help the shudder that sweeps down your stiff spine, and you feel panic flare up from the inside out, a dizzy spell clouding your consciousness as your heart stutters underneath your ribs, your breath growing shallow and thin.

(You especially don't like the way his hand seems tighten over yours, slender digits feeling for your flesh and grasping for purchase, and it almost seems like he's enjoying your reaction, relishing the raw fear that contorts your features, but you can't read his expression behind the gaudy mask that conceals the lower half of his face.)

Amber hues meet your petrified gaze readily, like he's not in the slightest fazed by this reaction, and the man hums thoughtfully underneath his mask, his rich, sunlight-hued eyes gleaming sharply.

"It's funny, how I normally despise touching filth like you… " He says casually in a steady, easy voice- like he's discussing the weather, and you feel the thrum of something heavy and powerful pulse through your veins, a sort of sizzling heat emanating from the confident hand imprisoning yours as his grasp on your skin coils tighter, and you can't even flinch at the coldness his touch ensues, despite the smattering of shivers you feel humming across your skin, frosting to a raw, tender place deep within you.

Horror sinks it's talons into your heart as you feel it- and you know, know deep within the marrow of your bones, that this is destruction, havoc, chaos in the purest of forms, this is his power over your frail self- buzzing and pulsing and writhing like the scuttle of insects underneath his false human skin (because you know his kind, know his kin- the type of parasite that burrows itself deep underneath the guise of human, when they're truly monsters underneath, monsters monsters monsters), sheer, undiluted power lying dormant at the very tips of his fingers, able to fully crush you to your core and leave no trace if he chooses to do so.

A heartbeat too late, you realize that feather-light touch has trailed upwards, carefully, cautiously caressing the length of your arm to the curve of your cheek as he now cups your face in the cusp of his broad palm, and you can't move- move move move please move please please please MOVE-!

Your mind is screaming, blaring with alarms of danger, but your throat has gone as dry as a desert, clamping shut, and there's not a scream nor a sob available as you try to wrestle out a gasping, shuddering breath.

The soles of your feet are rooted to the floor, and you're frozen, absolute mortification dawning on you, and here you are- a humming mess of frazzled nerves, each vein inside of your body lit up by the burn of adrenaline and instinct, but your mind blanks of all coherent thoughts, and your body feels like it belongs to someone else, refusing to move beneath the touch of this killer.

You try desperately to breathe around the knot of panic squeezing at your chest, at the anxiety-induced bunch of your insides knitting together, but you feel cold on the inside- like you've been drenched with a bucket of icy water. Shock and horror gnaws at you, holding you captive as you shudder under the soft press of his flesh against yours.

You blink back the hot tears that swarm your vision, and then, the glove is no longer there, scattered carelessly on the surface of the counter along with the gaudy, bird-shaped mask. His hand is bare and soft and warm against your cheek, and your pulse races underneath this deceptively gentle, gentle touch, utterly repulsed by the skin resting on yours.��

"But oddly, when it's you, this lowly scum, I don't seem to mind as much."

He finishes delicately, slender fingers stroking your cheek almost affectionately, and amusement touches the corners of his lips when he sees you trying so hard not to fade and disintegrate underneath his palm.

Without the mask on, his face is as normal as they come and you would've passed him as any other random customer- with ivory skin and sharp cheekbones jutting deep into marble flesh, a strong jaw and an elegant nose, and thin, almost plump lips forming into a vague, wispy suggestion of a smirk. You might've even considered him handsome, had it been under normal circumstances, but the sting of his nails biting white hot divots into your cheek reminds you otherwise.

(Right now, he's the predator and you are his prey. He likes playing with his food, it seems.)

Pale eyes lazily peer down into your terrified ones, and there's goading in them- victory gleaming sharp and amber in his cat-like gaze as his ungloved thumb grazes your bottom lip, and you feel the salt of the tears pouring wet and hot down your cheeks as a sob builds up in your chest, a whimper staying locked in your throat, heavy on your tongue.

(And there it is again, that half-smile tucked away secretly in the corners of his mouth- like a rare present only meant to be glimpsed by you, lips curving a subtle, dewy pink and kissably-soft against his pale flesh.)

And then the bell rings, signaling the arrival of your new customers- your saviors, your heroes, and the mask's suddenly back on his face, and his pale, pale hand is gloved once more, no longer caressing your face like you're some delicate, enchanting, fragile thing.

(And perhaps you were, still are, underneath his hand, because in that fleeting moment, your life had been his to toy with, before he'd been stolen of that chance.)

He silently takes the bag from your still shaking, limp hands, and places crisp notes in payment before he straightens, pivoting on his heel to leave, like nothing's ever happened.

But before he completely exits the line of your blurring vision, he turns back and flashes you another sinister, promising smile- and you know he's smiling, see the way the edges of his eyes crinkles into half-moons underneath the horrid mask- before he disappears as quickly as he'd appeared, stealthy and shadow-like, here one moment, and gone the next, leaving you a shuddering, writhing mess of frazzled nerves and shaking horror and tears and shock.

There was only one thought occupying your mind after the horror of what had transpired had settled in your bones, and it was that

(those were the eyes of a killer killer killer)

You really, really needed to get a new job.

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sugoi-and-spice · 2 years

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I noticed you have an overhaul multi chapter fic on your wip list, and in kinda curious to see what it’s about 👀

I do!! It is tentatively titled "Placebo".

The basic plot is Quirkless Reader/OC is sold to the Shie Hassaikai by her Dad to pay off a debt and Chisaki realizes that he can use her as sort of a genetic map to finish the quirk-erasing bullets. She ends up idolizing him as a savior and he decides to use that to his advantage. (Gah, I suck at loglines TT_TT)

Chisaki is a really interesting character to me. And I've noticed a lot of fics with him tend to focus on an obsessed yandere/kidnapper & explicit Non-Con angle - which I don't think is necessarily an incorrect read - but personally, I think one of the reasons he's so powerful in the series is because of what a master manipulator he is even without violence. Most of the Eight Bullets follow Chisaki because of their legitimate devotion to him. The guy has a fucking way with people, particularly with exploiting victims. He doesn't use physical violence against Eri to keep her in line - he uses mental manipulation.

"Someone else is about to die because of you! Is that really what you want, Eri?!"

"How many times do I have to tell you? It's your fault. You break people."

"I always have to get my hands dirty because of your selfishness".

So I'm more interested in exploring that angle through the story of a mutually unhealthy relationship in a long-fic, rather than a straight up violent kidnapper/kidnappee scenario.

I also think the idea of a redemption arc for Chisaki following the loss of his arms is a really interesting challenge too. I started the fic *looks at doc date* WOW, in February 2021 lol. So before the Tartarus Escapees Arc. I was super excited to see what Horikoshi would do with his character when he was out and...

...meh?

From a bigger picture perspective, Chisaki definitely served his purpose. The story needs to go a long way to justify why Deku will save Shigaraki (especially in these recent chapters, holy shit lol), and having him save Chisaki - probably the most heinous villain aside from AFO that he's come across - from the hostage situation with Lady Nagant goes a long way to make that happen. It shows that when Deku says he wants to save everyone - he freaking means EVERYONE.

...buuuuut the villain-stan in me still wishes that the mental state of Chisaki and the making amends with Eri aspect could've been explored more. So I'd like to do that lol. My long-fics tend to be character studies at their core, lol. (One-shots tend to be a little more indulgent xD)

Also ugh Kellen Goff and Kenjiro Tsuda -- Chisaki, has the sexiest fucking voice in both Japanese and English, whaddup - don't @ me lol.

Haha, not me making a whole Overhaul meta from a quick question about a WIP. 😅 I just have a lot of thoughts lmao.

I might post a preview here if people are interested, but the actual fic itself probably won't be out for a while. I would like to finish Time to Pretend first, and the outline and chapters I have written for this project need some serious revisions. The Protag is also a named OC originally, but I've actually been pretty happy with this experiment I tried out with using a 3rd Person Reader/Nameless OC for "Play Nice", so I'm kind of mulling over if I want to give this fic the same treatment.

#kai chisaki #chisaki kai #overhaul #kai chisaki x reader #chisaki x reader #overhaul x reader #mha x reader #kai chisaki x y/n #chisaki x y/n #chisaki overhaul #bnha chisaki #overhaul x oc #overhaul mha #mha #bnha meta #mha meta #spice answers

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cut3blush · 1 year

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Testing 1 2 3 does this shit work I wanna write filthy smut tumblr don’t be a whore 💅🏼💋

#bnha x reader #kai chisaki #kai chisaki x reader #kai chisaki x y/n #kai chisaki x you #overhaul #overhaul imagine #overhaul x reader #overhaul x y/n #overhaul x you #chisaki x reader #chisaki x y/n

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kazumiwrites-old · 2 years

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You’re Not Mine To Have

SUMMARY: Kai never told you how he really felt about you, and now he’s paying the price.

WORD COUNT: 800+

WARNINGS: Character death, hanahaki, Chisaki being jealous, just angst in general with no happy ending

A/N: I spent ages on this fic, and for what? A measly 800 words?? I’m disappointed in myself </3 Anyways, this was a collab with @okkatsudon for their Somebody New Collab! One down, one more to go-

A/N Part 2: Kinda realized that this is an involuntary reminder to myself to just- confess to my crushes before they start dating someone else?? Lmaoo-

Kai hated this. Hated how he didn't ask for you beforehand. And now you were gone, on a date with some other guy, who he would've gladly obliterated if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to destroy your happiness.

He grazed his hand over his mouth, another cough racking his body. Eyes narrowed, he frowned softly. This... This disease, it was getting worse, wasn't it. He clenched his fists, biting his lip. He hated all of this. At least it wasn't too dirty... But he still didn't like this.

He huffed softly as he threw the petals that fell from his lips into the trashcan, closing his eyes as he tried to breathe in, laying down on the bed. His body started trembling a little, a sob racking his body. He curled in on himself, shaking as he gripped at his arms. He just- he just wanted you. He wanted you to like him back, he wanted you to smile at him the way you smiled at that other guy. He was so unhygenic, and he was stupid. What made you fall for him?

What was the point anyways... As long as you were happy, that was all that mattered, right?

No. That wasn't it.

He just- he wanted you for himself. He wanted to love you better. Not as a friend, but as a lover. But he knew he couldn't do that. You had someone else you cared for, and you only saw him as a friend. Although he hated the fact, he couldn't deny it.

He sighed softly, then flinched as he heard a knock. "Go- go away..." He got out, voice cracking.

Your eyes widened in surprise, you had just gotten back from your date. "Kai...?" You asked softly, worry clear in your voice.

He froze, biting his lip before hurriedly putting the petals away under his bed. "Go away, [Y/N]." His voice was sharp.

You ignored him, opening the door and stepping inside. "Kai, what's going on?"

He shook his head slightly as he glanced back at you. The pain in his chest seemed to lessen the more he was around you, but... He knew that that would make him fall more for you. But he didn't want you to look at him with those soft eyes of yours, filled with... What? Disgust, pity? Love, but not in the way that he wanted you to love him? It didn't matter, though. He just needed to get through this conversation.

"Seriously. Kai. Please." Your voice was soft, pleading. Your eyes were wide with worry as you walked a bit closer to him. "Tell me what's going on..."

He let out a soft huff, closing his eyes as he tried to think. Then, another cough racked his body, tears welling in his eyes.

You were quick to move toward him, staying next to him and rubbing his back gently until the coughs subsided. "Seriously... What's wrong, Kai?"

The male just leaned in to your touch, a soft sigh escaping him. "I... Have, uhm, Hanahaki..." He mumbled softly.

"I- seriously? Who's the person you like?" Your eyes were wide.

"...I'm not telling you, and anyways... They have no chance of being with me." He started coughing again, flinching as he coughed out a whole flower. Shit... "A-anyways... How was your date?"

"No. Stop changing the subject. Please, just tell me..."

He shook his head stubbornly, and you sighed as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him close to you. "I don't... It'll just hurt more when y- they reject me..."

You frowned softly at his words. "I might be able to help, though. Put you on a blind date or something with them-"

"No!" His voice was sharp, then he started coughing again. Was that... Blood...? He didn't have much time, he might even die today... But it would be all right. Just hold on until you left.

You froze slightly as a thought dawned on you, eyes widening. "Kai... It's not me, is it? You have a crush on someone else, right...?"

The yakuza froze, trembling slightly. His voice broke as he uttered a single word. "Yes..."

You tensed a little, worry flashing in your eyes. "You have to get the surgery- I can't- I don't want to see you die, please..."

"I'd rather die than forget about you, or lose my romantic feelings for you." He huffed softly. "I don't want to die, yeah, but... I'd rather- rather be with you."

Tears blurred your vision as you held him close. "K-kai, please..."

His breaths were becoming laboured, eyes half-shut as he just leaned in to your touch, too weak to even start coughing again. He swallowed a little as he looked up at you, eyes softer than you had ever seen them. "...I love you... And I'm sorry, [Y/N]." His eyes then fluttered shut, leaving only the sound of your soft sobs to fill the room.

#kai x reader #chisaki kai #kai x gender-neutral reader #overhaul #overhaul x reader #overhaul x gender-neutral reader #Chisaki #chisaki x reader #chisaki x you #chisaki x y/n #kai x you #chisaki kai x you #chisaki kai x y/n #chisaki kai x reader #chisaki kai x gender-neutral reader #overhaul x you #overhaul x y/n #kasumiwrites #☪︎ SOMEBODY NEW

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Shigaraki, Overhaul and Dabi

with a Pregnant Partner

Shigaraki x GN! pregnant reader; Overhaul x GN! Pregnant reader, Dabi x GN! pregnant reader

Warnings: reader being reckless, fluff, reader is a villain in Shigaraki and Dabi’s part (is that a warning? Idk)

AN: just me being me again 😌💅 living out my hopes and dreams with soft villains

Shigaraki

Shigaraki was a busy man. He was always looking for ways to further his league of villains all while destroying All Might and his stupid protégé, Izuku Midoriya. However, his biggest challenge currently wasn’t his determination to end hero society or even to create a larger foundation for the league but instead, it was keeping his very pregnant partner contained.

“You never let me do anything fun!” You grumbled as Tomura looked at you, completely unfazed by your usual usual temper tantrum. You were six months pregnant and Tomura had learned very early on how little you appreciated his opinion on keeping yourself out of villainy duties, especially since you had become pregnant.

“So you want to give birth in prison YN?” He responds to you as you glare at him, looking around to garner any support from your fellow league memebers.

“Hey don’t look at us Yn, hand man has a point,” Dabi chuckles as Shigaraki ignored his comments, turning back to the house of cards he was currently building.

“YN my dear don’t you think you should prioritize rest especially in your current state?” Mr. Compress interjects as you turn your glare to the magician. You chose to ignore them and go back to the source your current frustration.

“Tomura I’m bored! You can’t keep me locked up in this bar forever!” You whine as Shigaraki sighs. He honestly has no idea what to do with you, and if you meant less to him, he’d probably just kill you but alas, his stupid feelings for you had always gotten in the way.

“Please listen to Tomura Shigaraki YN, he is only looking out for you,” Kurogiri adds as you continue to grumble, folding your arms and stomp your feet. You really were being completely insufferable.

Shigaraki sighed, standing up and resting his head on your shoulder while gently grazing your bump, “YN will you please stop being a brat and listen to us? We- I want you safe and you know what the doctor said. Now please will you stop annoying everyone?”

You rolled your eyes at his confession knowing Tomura meant every word he said. He was rarely affectionate but when he was, you truly knew he cared.

“Ugh fine!” You grumbled as you felt a smirk grow you’re partners face knowing he won, “But the first Nomu attack after I give birth I get to go too!”

Shigaraki chuckled, shaking his head, “whatever you say brat.”

Overhaul

Overhaul opened the door to the bedroom, wanting to do nothing more than to crawl into bed and cuddle with you. He was exhausted, his serum to eliminate quirks was nearly finished and the Shie Hassaiki was ready for phase two of his plan. He opened the door and turned on the bathroom light, looking over to see you sound asleep. Only he wasn’t met with the usual angelic picture of you in slumber, instead he was met with an empty bed. He sighed, leaving your joint room and heading down to the kitchen. His suspicions were confirmed when he noticed the light beaming from below the door.

He slowly opened the door, peering in as he saw you sitting on a stool, eating your current favorite pregnancy craving as you happily hummed away, enjoying every bite.

“Darling, what are you doing?” He asked as you looked up, face beaming with content as you finished your snack.

“Hi Kai! Are you done working? I was waiting for you in bed but then I couldn’t sleep so I figured I’d come and have a snack!” You cheered as Kai came next to you, pulling out a stool and sitting with you.

“Would you like a bite?” You asked.

Overhaul looked at you, a look at disgust on his face at your offer, “YN you know I don’t share food.”

You stare at him, deadpan at his confession as you roll your eyes, “you are aware of how I got pregnant right? So you’re really going to sit there and tell me that you won’t eat a bite of my food?”

Kai chuckled as he stood up, grabbing your empty plate and walking it over to the sink. You stood up, heading over to the sink to wash the dishes as Kai stopped you.

“Let me just do the dishes quick and then we can head to bed ok?”

“Leave them darling, someone will take care of them in the morning,” he said as you gaped at him.

“Who are you and what have you done with my husband!” You mock gasped as Kai rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand.

“You need to rest YN, now let’s go,” he said grabbing your hand as you followed behind him. You sighed knowing how much your husband loved and cared for you.

Dabi

Dabi was use to living life on his own, that was until you weaseled your way in and never left. At first he found you annoying, and to be fair, the annoyance never really did go away. However, he now found himself in a position he never thought he’d be in and that was head over heels for you. At this precise moment, however, he was more ready to kill you than he was to hug and kiss you.

“You idiot what are you doing out so late!?!?” He yelled a question you knew was retorical as he dragged you through the back alleyway of the leagues hideout. He was pissed and you knew it.

“Well you said you were coming back around midnight and when you didn’t, I got hungry and since we didn’t have anything to eat, I decided to go and get something to eat,” you declared as Dabi growled at you, turning on his heels and glaring daggers into you. You knew you were in some major trouble but unfortunately, cravings don’t wait.

“YN you know we have food, I just got food for you earlier today!” He whisper shouted as you stood there.

“Well I didn’t want that food! The baby wanted instant ramen which we didn’t have!” You growled back as your partner groaned, his hands going to his head as he paced around the alley.

“YN you realize that we are both wanted criminals right?” He said as you rolled your eyes at him.

“Are we really? I had no clue!” You mocked as you made your way to the entrance of the league’s headquarters, bag of noddles in hand.

“YN you need to stop acting so reckless! It’s one thing for me to get caught but you? Giving birth in Tartarus wouldn’t be a walk in the park!” He shouted as you headed to the kitchen.

“You act like giving birth anywhere will be a walk in the park,” you chimed, annoyed at your boyfriend as he followed you. Dabi was furious but he knew he had to calm down. This was exactly the way you were and it’s one of the big reasons he loved you so much, despite how stupidly you acted at times.

“YN listen, I’m sorry for yelling but you are literally being the biggest idiot right now,” he relented as you went about making your noodles.

“Yeah but I’m an idiot with ramen now,” you sang, unphased by your partners outburst.

“What the hell am I going to do with you?” He said, sitting down as you turned to him and smiled.

“Love me?” You questioned as an annoyed smirk entered his face.

“You’re lucky I already love you idiot.”

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luxthestrange · 1 month

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BNHA Incorrect quotes#7 Too tired for this-

KFC Worker Y/n does not care if you are a hero, villain, civilian, or whatever no one is safe from their annoyance...Hawks is just sitting sipping his soda with shades on inside to hide his heart eyes as you work around-

Chisaki*Coming in* Im sorry can I just have another kid's meal?

KFC!Y/n*Sees the well-behaved young girl with a tiny horn, taking out the kid's toy and handing it to her looking at the masked man* You again?NAW, Not this time love

Chisaki:...But I just walked in?*Confused at them*

KFC!Y/n: Yeah, and you walk into Cole's, Buy some groceries LIKE A NORMAL FATHER -COOK DINNER ASSHOLE?!

Chisaki:😦

Eri*Smilling holding her toy*...

Cue You now cleaning the tables with orchestra music

RandomHero*Coughs into a fist*

KFC!Y/n*Sprays him with an antibacterial spray bottle*

RandomHero*Jumps and looks as they leave confused*!?

RandomHero2*Watched as his friend was sprayed just as confused*??

Dabi*Coughs into hand in his civilian disguise*

KFC!Y/n*Sprays him with an antibacterial spray bottle in the face with an annoyed look*

Shigaraki*Also In a civilian disguise, Eating messily at his table, stuffing his face with food and mouth open and chewing as he plays his mobile game*

KFC!Y/n*Who was moping the floor with a disgusted look*...YOU EAT LIKE THAT AT HOME?

Shigaraki*Stops chewing with bites of fries hanging from his mouth*??

KFC!Y/n: HUH?-Ya animal! Close your mouth when ya eat you fuckin scumbag!*Glares at him, disapproving tone*CHICKEN LITTLE IN YOUR BURGER HAD MORE MANNERS THAN YOU!?

Shigaraki*looking down, feeling called out*...

A couple tables away from you lecturing Shigaraki is Hawks and Dabi...

Hawks*Happily seeing you kick out rowdy people*...arent they great?~

Dabi*Who is cleaning the cleaner of his face, eyes stinging and glaring at him*...out of all the models, actresses/actors galore...you're choosing that-

You are kicking a homeless person out of the restaurant and even fanning the air to get rid of the stench with a grossed-out look

youtube

sequel to:

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only-my-unexistent-fiances · 1 year

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Just thinking about how Chisaki Kai would most probably be the kind of boyfriend to bathe you.

Like, in a non-horny way.

He would be just so pissed over the fact that you are not as clean as him, and would literally drag you to the bathroom.

Take of your clothes himself.

And if you're resisting he's getting mad.

But you can see that just by the look in his eyes, so you let him be.

Probably lefts you with only your underwear if you're not so into the relationship yet.

And start washing you with a straight face.

He'd probably be wearing damn surgical gloves.

If you haven't washed yourself in the last 24 hours he would be looking at you like 🤨🤨🤨

And when he's over with you, he'll say something very father-like, yk?

Something like "THIS, THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU SPENT MORE THAN A DAY WITHOUT WASHING YOURSELF, ALRIGHT?"

"WE'RE NOT CAVEMANS, OK?"

Yeah, he unlocks the dad mode 😭

Although, If you just ask him to bathe you on a normal day (normal being less than 24 hours since your last bath).

He'd say yes with a little to inexistent smile.

And bathe you with carefulness.

I think he secretly enjoys it.

Taking care of you and cleaning your body is such an intimate act for him.

He's practically doing one of his favorite things to his favorite person.

He won't tell you tho.

But you don't need him to, it's easy.

Just by the way he curls his lips in concentration, in a very little smile.

By how he seems more relaxed.

Yeah, he likes it.

#I have a chisaki brain-rot #I'm in love guys #it's almost 4am #damn I should sleep #chisaki kai headcanons #chisaki x reader #chisaki x y/n #kai chisaki #overhaul #overhaul headcanons #overhaul x reader #overhaul x y/n #chisaki kai

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sukustar · 1 year

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i-cant-sing · 4 months

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Would himeko be on tiktok in first lady au?

And if yes, would she make her mom play those little ranking tiktok games?

Imagine her making a tiktok like: "my moms favorite celebs based on smashability"

Complete chaos

YES OMG 100000% LMAOOOOO like imagine First lady reader and Himiko just sitting in front of the camera, youre a little confused while Himiko is just suppressing her evil giggles and shes just explaining to you that you have to tilt your head towards the celebrity you like more. Himiko doesnt actually explain or even use the word "smash" because she knows youd be appalled.

The tiktok blows up, of course anything even remotely related to you does, but its actually Kai who storms in on you and Himiko FUMING because its not even the fact that you chose Henry Cavill over him, BUT ITS THE WAY YOU MADE A DISGUSTED FACE WHEN KAI'S FACE APPEARED ON SCREEN- AND HIMIKO MADE THE FACE TOO! And now its become a meme too- much like anything related to Kai does.

#yandere kai chisaki #yandere president kai #yandere kai #yandere overhaul #yandere bnha #male yandere x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x y/n

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honey-milk126 · 4 months

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Dating the Mha boys(pt.2)

Includes: Hitoshi Shinso, Tamaki Amajiki, Yuga Aoyama, Kai Chisaki, Neito Monoma, Twice, Hanta Sero, Hawks.

A/n: this won my poll for what my next post was! I love mha but I have to re-start it because I started watching it in like season 4? Idk, but I hope you enjoy this!!!!!!!!!! ❤❤❤❤

Trigger warnings: Mineta being himself, jealousy?, some trust issues??, (Let me know if I missed anything!!!!!! Please)

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Hitoshi Shinso <3 ( you are 15)

•Doesn't fully trust you (because his quirk)

•wants you to be safe 100% of the time

•Will not use his quirk on you

•Lots of PDA in private.

•Hates when you talk to anyone.

•Loves to cuddle you though.

•Physical touch is his love Laungage

•Nicknames for Him : My baby, kitty, babyyyy, my hero, my loveeee

•Nicknames for you: my kitty, my love, my prince/princess, love, Honey.

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(Story :

Walking through town with your boyfriend? What could be better? A lot of things actually...

You're being followed by the tiny pervert named mineta. It also dosent help that your boyfriend has trust issues with his Ex girlfriend's/Boyfriend's.... So that helps a lot.

As you all were walking around going on a date, still being followed by mineta...

"Kitty? "

"Yes, love? "

"I love you❤"

"I love you to❤" he said

But as mineta got closer he got more protective, he picked you up so he couldn't touch you.. (Bc you know? He's short....)

"Go away mineta.... " he said

"B-b-but... " he stuttered.

"GO." He said

"F-fine.... " he said running away

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Tamaki Amajiki ( you are 17)

•Shy. 1000000000%

•Love Laungage: Gift Giving-

•picks /buys you flowers..

•Blushes at ANYTHING YOU SAY

Ex:

"Hey "

(Blushes)

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•Nicknames for him: shy baby, my elf, love, baby, my boy❤

•Nicknames for you : my love, my angel, my butterfly🦋, baby, babe.

•Hates leaving you.

•Loves when you wear his shirts/hero costume...

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(Story :

"Babe, have you seen my ---" he stopped his sentence,

He seen you, his beautiful girlfriend/boyfriend wearing his shirt, that's blue with yellow dots all around it. The one he was looking for.

"Yes, baby? " you responded not paying attention to him blushing...

"Y-you l-look -c-cu-cute" he said

"Aww, thank you, babyyy!! " you said spinning around in his shirt.

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Yuga Aoyama ( you are 16)

•Loves to spoil you.

•Buys you anything that sparkles ✨🌟✨✨🌟

•Buys you, dresses/suits, books, ect.

•Lovesto take you on dates(he pays for them)

•Loves to match clothes with you.

•Does skin care with you.

•has a picture wall with photos of you guys on your dates.

•Matching rings, bracelets.

•Nicknames for him: My shine, my love, baby, honey

•Nicknames for you : My queen/King, My love, baby, Love.

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( Story :

"Baby, smile" your dear amazing boyfriend said

As you smiled doing the peace sign with your fingers he took a picture for his picture wall.

"I love you" you said giggling as he ate

"I love you to, my love" he said as he used a napkin to wipe your face, as you had sauce on your face.

As you left the restaurant he stopped by a flower shop and bought you, every, single, flower. In the shop.

You both couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.

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Kai Chisaki ( you are 27)

•Protects you.

•Hates to share you.

• Leaves you with the league if he's on a mission.

•Loves it when you wear his jacket/Mask?

•Loves to see you with Eri....????

As your walking through the night with grocery bags, filled with food for your dear boyfriend, and the sweetest little girl ever.

•Nicknames for you : babe, my wife, love, queen/king, my love, sweetness.

•Nicknames for him : king, my savior, my villain, babe, baby.

•Nicknames Eri has for you: Mom/dad, mommy/daddy, my hero.

•Nicknames You have for Eri : My sweet, my daughter, my little girl, my child.

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As you walked through out the night, with grocery bags in hand. And as you were head home to your sweet amazing and overprotective boyfriend and the sweetest little girl ever.

It was getting colder, so you started to speed walk. But as you got closer to the base, you seen flames come from across the street with police officers there along with firemen.

But as you got closer you felt someone grab your hand. As you looked down you seen Eri, the sweetest little girl you have ever met, but as you looked to you other side you seen him, your sweet boyfriend, Kai Chisaki.

As you walked passed them, they gave you all concerning looks as they seen you with a masked man, and a little girl.

"I love you, my wife" he said loudly enough, so they could hear.

"I love you to, baby. "

"I love you, mom/dad! " little Eri said happily skipping

"I love you to, my sweet child"

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Neito Monoma ( you are 16)

• Super protective of you

•Hates to leave you, especially near 1-A

•Loves to show you off

• Brags about you 10000%

•Has a ton of pictures of you on his wall.

•Shows Radom people pictures of you

•Loves to cuddle and kiss you.

•Nicknames for you: Dear, darling, baby, my love, my star, pretty girl/boy

•Nicknames for him : My hero, my baby, handsome, my king, my love, babe.

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Story :

As you walked through town to your favorite coffee shop in town. It was such a calming place a beautiful light blue for the wall colors and little plants around the store along with some book shelves, so you can read, it has free WiFi so you can do school work online.

You and your amazing boyfriend decided you needed a date day, so you were going to the coffee shop. As you both entered the shop it started to snow, outside.

As it was winter out you and your boyfriend decided to get hot chocolate (if you don't like it change it.)

He started on a rant about how much 1-A sucks and how it's their fault that the school is getting attacked by villains.

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Twice (you are 29)

•Tries his best okay?

•Loves to cuddle in private, but if someone walks in, he's shoving you off.

•Is okay with holding hands

•nicknames for you: baby doll, baby, doll, dear, darling, honey, sweetie.

•Nicknames for him: My man, my king, babe, my love, love, dear.

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As you were walking home through the night, as you were a villain, and couldn't really walk through out the day.

But as you walked passed by an alley way, you suddenly got grabbed

"Hello..... Doll" the familiar voice said

"Hey love"

"Missed you" he whispered

"I know, but you can't keep dragging me into alley ways, people could be behind me... " you explained as you gave him a kiss on his cheek.

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Hanta Sero ( you are 15)

•Loves to take you out on dates

•Loves to cuddle you

• Literally just loves you for you. And wants to spoil you

•Holding hands? ☑

• Want a kiss? ☑

• Want some flowers? ☑

•Wanna match? ☑

•Just wants you to be happy

•Loves to watch movies with you.

•Nicknames for him: My love, baby, my hero, my boy❤.

•nicknames for you: Mi luz, Azúcar, Mi sol, Mi cielo, Mi vida.

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Story :

As you watch a spooky movie as it's Halloween and you and your dear boyfriend had nothing better to do.

So you decided to have a Halloween marathon with movies.

As you were watching the movie you got a little chilly. So you moved a little closer to him

"Yes, Mi sol? "

"I'm cold"

"Oh, here" he said as he held up the blankets that he had.

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Hawks : you are 22

• Will carry you while he flies around the city.

•Tries to keep you from paparazzi. (Doesn't work)

•Loves to cuddle you.

•Hates to cancel your dates, because of work.

•Spoils you with gifts when he has to cancel a date.

•He loves to eat chicken with you.

•Loves to watch movies/Tv shows with you

•Hates when you wait up for him(wait for him to come home before going to bed.)

•Loves the fact you buy HIM flowers.

•Also, lives the fact that you keep your guys home clean. (You can see the reflection in the floor.)

•Buys you flowers every week. (You do the same)

•Has like all of the Love Languages.

•Gives you a feather necklace. (His feather on a string/chain he found)

•Nicknames for you: Babybird, my baby, birdy, love, angel, songbird, pretty.

•Nickbames for him : Handsome, my bird, my hero, my love, babe, king of my heart❤.

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As you were holding on to your dear boyfriend as he was flying you around the city. "Isn't this amazing? " he asked

"Yeah" you responded looking at the sun set.

You felt him stop flying and land on top of a building, while looking at the sunset with you.

"They sunset is almost as pretty as you, songbird" he said while holding you close.

"Aww, really? " you asked

"Of course, pretty. " he said holding you close, but the silence didn't last long

"OMG IT'S HAWKS!!!!!! "

"IT'S HAWKS!!! "

You heard people yell as they noticed your boyfriend and you. So you guys flew away quickly before they could get up to the roof.

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End!

A/n: so I was gonna add Mirio Togata,Mashirao Ojiro, but I couldn't think of anything for them. Sorry. :(

Translation for sero's :

Mi sol - My sun

Mi cielo - My darling or apparently my sky

Mi vida - my life

Azúcar - Sugar

Mi luz - My light

( I got these from Google Translate if they aren't right please correct me.)

This for " dating the _____" little series. Kinda?

But if you have a request lmk. They are open!

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thecuriousquest · 21 days

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Annoying Yan!Overhaul Tips

TW: Yandere themes, SFW, implied kidnapping, characters 18+

@palesweetscherryblossom

Master List

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Start gagging. He won’t really won’t to be close to you if he thinks you might throw up.

Start coughing. It will make him think you’re sick, and he’ll keep you in your room. This will be good for if you need downtime and you feel like you’re not getting enough of it.

Anything unclean. He doesn’t give you sugary foods (example: pancakes/waffles with syrup). It’ll be hard to improvise since he gives you very bland and healthy foods. However, if you can manage for Mimic or someone to pick you up something sweet without Kai knowing, then you can use this to your advantage. He’ll be so freaked out when you touch him and leave sticky fingerprints on his skin. 😰

If you just want to annoy him, tell him you wet the bed. Throw water on there to make it look more realistic. Although, you might get punished for it. So, unless you’re feeling risky, I don’t advise this one.

#yandere #triggering content #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #triggering themes #yandere x darling #yandere themes #my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #yandere my hero academia #yandere kai chisaki #yandere overhaul #yandere overhaul x reader

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raitonsfw · 3 months

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𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Chisaki had some time before his sadistic ordeals, leaving you planted on his thigh with a towel underneath you. How long could you last as you rutted against him, his hand welting against your ass to show his dominance over you? Not long, you deemed.

warnings: 18+ mdni, sut, fem!reader, whipped!reader, mean!chisaki, thigh riding, spanking, hand marks, masochism, commands, dirty talk (moreso mocking), edging/orgasm denial, use of chisaki's quirk (to stop reader from touching herself), thoughts of dirtying chisaki (reader gets off on it), chisaki's very much in character with his germaphobia, pet name-ish (pretty pet), lot going on in such a tiny word count oops.

a/n: this was one of my FAVORITE thirsts to write, holy crap; I fucking adore this man, ive watched the shie hassaikai arc sooo many times. its by far my favorite arc ever of my hero academia alongside the current manga arc. i was screaming with joy when i saw the chisaki thirst come in, hehe. wc: 600ish. v-day m.list | m.list

thirst count: 1

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

“You’re lucky to be sitting on my lap right now…” Chisaki sneered and honestly, you were lucky; even if he did lay a towel down against his thigh so he wouldn’t itch with insanity. His plague mask rendered useless to you, all you wanted to do was pull it off and actually see him speak in his uttered tone but you knew he wouldn’t allow your hand to so much as raise if you did so.

“Pretty pet, am I right? Go on, use my thigh sweetheart.” He commanded wryly, his gloved palms hovering over your body but he didn’t dare touch.

You had been stripped down to your lace panties, a long black shirt covering the swell of your ass and you felt so exposed in the cold room he had you cornered in. It was downtime for him, something he so desperately needed and lucky for you, he brought you along to keep him company. What you didn’t expect was to beg for his attention and ultimately end up on his lap, your cunt dripping onto the pristine towel that covered his lap.

You wonder how fast he’d throw you off if it was his bare thigh, the slick soaking through his trouser’s fabric and you felt yourself start to move against his thigh at the thought of it. You wanted to get him dirty, the lace of your undergarments rubbing deliciously against your clit and you let out a quiet moan. As you grinded against him, he watched with molten eyes that glistened with every move you made. His eyelashes stuck out in your vision and you averted your gaze from him, a deep blush spreading against your cheeks.

“Oh, shy aren’t we? C’mon, you can do better than that…” Chisaki’s gloved hand came down, striking you hard against the flesh of your ass and you yelped out– holy fuck, he actually touched you. “Go faster, doll.”

You wanted him to touch you again– your cunt sliding directly against his thigh now and you so desperately wanted to lay your arms on him and just take it, but what would that even get you? Disassembled and rearranged to your heart’s content, the thought pillowing your mind as you sped up your movements. The ache of your cunt against his thigh made you woozy and you felt your orgasm rushing towards you, the dull pleasure building between your thighs.

You could feel yourself trembling against his leg and a harsh sigh breathed above you as you started to drag your pussy in tight circles, dredging up any type of friction you could get. You were mad, you thought– pure mad as you snuck your hand down towards the front of your panties but Chisaki’s quirk was faster and he reassembled your hand back where it should’ve been in the first place– behind your back and unable to move. You yelped at the sting from the use of his quirk, but were thankful he didn’t use it for bad intentions; just to rein you in from your impending orgasm.

This only accelerated the heat that threatened to swallow you whole, a simpered smile casting over your face and you were so so close to cumming all over his leg– such cleanliness about to be deduced to nothing but a muddled mess. Your high raced up your spine and you let out a string of whimpers, his name falling from your lips as you felt the coil pull and–

His palm stopped you, a loud smack echoing off the bland walls.

“Ah, enough. Slow down.” Chisaki instructed, a bit of paranoia seeded within his voice and he brought his hand down again, this time leaving a welted mark and you jumped– no, relished at the pain that bit at your ass harshly. “I didn’t say you could cum all over me, now did I? Know your place, Y/N.”

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