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cut3blush · 1 year
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Y’all Chisaki is back and he’s still pretty
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perplexedflower · 2 years
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Overhaul Headcanons
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Fandom: My Hero Academia.
Category: F/M.
Relationship: Kai Chisaki/Overhaul x Female Reader.
Type: Headcanon collection.
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Attention
Overhaul has his very own definition of affection when it comes to romantic relationships. One type of attention you very rarely get from him is a physical display of attention while in public, or more generally speaking when you two are not alone, meaning even one single person present with the both of you will be enough to restrain him from touching you. He's not - and has never been - a social man, and especially doesn't like to show his emotions to others, so even if accompanied by you, he doesn't budge and remains emotionally cold. However, when it comes to private moments, you are always assured to receive physical attention from him. It's never intense, but loving enough to melt your heart anyway. A caress on your cheek, a kiss left on your neck, a hand sliding over your thighs... All these are marks of affection he enjoys giving you when you two are alone. Most of the time, they happen in silence. He loves you through gentle gestures without a word, thinking his acts speak louder than anything he could say to you. And you're fine with it. You often find yourself craving these private moments together, since they usually don't happen until the end of the day or when he's not too busy, which doesn't happen often. Aside from the intimate physical gestures he gives you, he also shows you his love through verbal affection. His tone softens when he speaks to you, and he's developed a habit of complimenting you without filtering himself in the slightest. An example is when he walks up to you to tell you in the most spontaneous of ways how gorgeous he finds you today, leaving you a blushing mess, muttering a shy 'thank you'. These compliments always catch you by surprise, and always leave you wanting for more. Of course, with each compliment he gives you, you end up repaying the favor, complimenting him daily as well, but you always feel like they don't affect him as much as his affect you. But that's only because he doesn't show it.
Control
Overhaul was born to become a leader, and his Boss had always shaped him to turn out that way. He's at the head of the Shie Hassaikai clan, with dozens of men under his supervision, following his orders without double-thinking or ever questioning the choices he makes. It is clear that he embodies the image of a man in control, dictating everyone he considers to be below him. And he is no different outside of work, when it comes to his relationship with you. You two are a couple, you form a pair, who respects each other, but there is no denial that he is the one in control of your couple. It's not so much a matter of respect or trust, but rather the fact that he's always been used to being the one in control of his life, and just because he's dating you doesn't mean this will change. If anything, it makes him want to control his life and yours even more. He not only likes to be the master of his own sea, but also feels the need to protect you and shield you from certain outside things. It's nothing too restrictive or strict, but it still matters to him to trace at least a certain amount of boundaries. On top of his natural authority, you have noticed that as your relationship has grown since when you started dating him, he tends to sometimes be quite possessive of you now, since he never stops feeling more and more attached to you as time passes. He doesn't want to cage you up, but his desire to keep you safe and for himself leads him to tutor you often. Lastly, although it may not show often, he gets jealous easily regarding the things he loves, and you're no exception. Not wanting to show you that side of him is one of the reasons why he controls some of your movements.
Doubts
Undoubtedly, your relationship with Overhaul leads your mental health to somewhat deteriorate. Yes, you love him, but it doesn't stop you from suffering from breakdowns sometimes, wondering how you came to be so attached to him, and asking yourself endlessly if you made the right choice to follow him down his path. You look back on your couple and come to doubt some of your choices. You do your best not to have breakdowns in front of him, but know he's bound to occasionally walk in on you having one. The first time he surprised you in the middle of a breakdown, he asked you what was wrong, visibly worried. And when you gathered the courage to tell him what was troubling you, his expression changed. He told you he understood your feelings but added he couldn't empathize with them, since he's never truly had that conflict. Having lived in the Shie Hassaikai clan since his earliest years, he's never had another choice but to live like a Yakuza. Unlike you, who didn't grow up a villain. Despite your different backgrounds, he still validates you and accepts you in his life, and you're grateful for that. But, although he tells you he wants you to open up to him regarding your doubts, you can never bring yourself to do so.
Equality
He may be a Yakuza, and one hell of a bad man criminally-wise, but Overhaul still has principles. And one of them is that he respects women. Unlike what some people might think, he's not the type to disrespect you, his female partner, simply because you're a woman. He believes in full gender equality, whether it is in private or business matters. In fact, for Overhaul, what determines someone and the level of worth they hold as an individual is not the controversial features people usually bicker about (such as gender, skin color, or age), but their place in society and what they can do to change the latter for the better.
Fear
You love Overhaul, you've found this out for yourself throughout your relationship with him, with your feelings for him having only gotten stronger since you've started dating. You love him for all his flaws, all his qualities, his personality, everything that makes him, him. And yet, despite all the time you've spent with him, the one thing you're still not used to is how intimidating he comes off as. You've always felt a certain aura emanating from him, like a strong force, instinctively commanding respect upon anyone who comes across him. And this feeling is even stronger when you two are alone. Whether he does it unconsciously or not, his words often weigh a certain pressure, especially when addressed to you. Sometimes, you can't help but even feel scared of certain things he says or does. You're not blind to the things he does at "work", you know his motives and how he controls his minions. You've even once witnessed for yourself how he got rid of one of his men by killing him using his Quirk, making him explode, repainting the walls red. You quickly realized you weren't supposed to see that. You had walked in on the scene, and by the time he had noticed you were there, it was too late. He seemed panicked, his eyes wide open, keeping his distance from you. He quickly cleaned himself before approaching you, asking you if you were okay as he saw you were visibly shaken up. You knew deep down he was regretting his action, because now he was afraid you'd be too scared to be with him. After all, he's a murderer, and isn't afraid to be one to achieve anything he's aiming for. You know that. But you sucked it all in, told him you were fine, and neither of you talked of it again. Since then, he's made extra sure that an accident of the like never happens again, starting by making it clear to you that he loves you too much to ever hurt you in such a way.
Germaphobia
Habits: Overhaul is a germaphobe, everyone knows this, and you especially over all others. He doesn't consider himself a cleaning freak, and actually corrects people who call him that way. Yes, he wants things around him to be clean, to make sure he doesn't come in contact with anything that could affect his system, but that doesn't make him the type to sweep his home every day. He doesn't mind when things are slightly messy and tolerates a little dust, as long as it doesn't accumulate. His main issue with germs is when they come in direct contact with him, thus leading him to wear a mask and gloves constantly. Before he met you and started living with you, he washed his hands every hour, and never took his mask off around others, no matter the context. But over time, through conversation and guiding, you managed, not without difficulty, to progressively take his habits down one level. At first, it was hard for him, since it meant changing life-long habits, but with your help, he now washes his hands at acceptable amounts, and under certain circumstances even accepts to take off his mask in public.
Touch: Because of his germaphobia, it can sometimes get quite hard for you to live with Overhaul, but not for the reasons people might think. He can be strict when it comes to physical touch between the two of you, simply because he fears catching an infection or something of the like. In order to prevent that from happening, he asks you to always wash your hands properly before touching him, and the same goes for your mouth if you wish to kiss him. This can sometimes feel heavy on you, especially if you're a touchy-feely person who needs physical touch. But you can't blame him for it, that's the way he is. Besides, you know well that since you started dating him, his germaphobia went up a notch, because he now fears for the both of you. As much as he wants to keep germs away from himself, he also has someone else to protect from them.
Kitchen authority
Another result of Overhaul's germaphobia is his desire to always be the one to cook. It has nothing to do with trust, or doubting your abilities in the kitchen, but he prefers to be the one to cook. Although it may not show, he's a very skilled cook, due to many years of making his own food in the past. He makes excellent dishes for the both of you, with care and attention, and you make sure to thank him each time for it. Your culinary compliments may seem like they don't affect him, as they don't trigger many reactions in him, but deep down he feels the pride to know he made you happy with one of his dishes. If you ever come to implore him to let you cook for him for a change, it's likely he'll end up accepting, but rest assured he'll be monitoring you the whole way through and watching your every move to make sure you do everything perfectly.
Masks
Overhaul has developed a habit of wearing different masks according to what he's doing, such as his crow mask, which he wears for work, and his set of plain black masks, which he wears when he goes out on more casual occasions. One moment you still have engraved into your memory is the day he had awkwardly confessed to you he didn't know which mask to wear when he was alone with you. It had made you laugh, which further annoyed him, but you quickly reassured him that it didn't matter much to you. You told him that it was up to him, and after that day, he decided he would wear his plain masks around you, thinking it was admittedly more comfortable. Eventually, after dating you for long enough, he took a huge step forward and decided he would not wear a mask at all when he would be alone with you, which had earned him praises and congratulations from your part. In the earlier stages of your relationship, you had also tried taking a step in his direction by gifting him masks as a way to show him your support and that you accept him for his germaphobia, but he had to turn down your offer by telling you he preferred to buy his masks himself, to make sure of their composition. However, he had still thanked you for your original idea, and despite never having told you, he still feels grateful for it.
"Overhaul"
Overhaul has made it clear to everyone that he has long buried the name "Chisaki", and you are no exception. At the beginning of your relationship, he had told you not to use it when addressing him, and you didn't see any reason to oppose it. However, you can get tired of calling him "Overhaul", especially in private settings, so you sometimes allow yourself to call him "Over" in order to preserve the aspect of nicknames, which you find important in a relationship, or whenever you want to show him a softer side of yourself. At one point, you had talked it over with each other, and he had told you you could call him "Kai" if you really wanted to. But you keep that for only the most intimate of moments...
Pet names
Overhaul isn't necessarily attached to the notion of pet names within a couple, and is mostly content enough with calling you by your name. However, as your relationship progresses through time, a time eventually came when he asked you if you wanted to be called by certain nicknames, since he started feeling more comfortable around you. He made it clear that if you did want to be nicknamed, you would be the one to choose them. He wanted to make sure he would call you by names that would please you and make you feel loved. You told him he was free to choose for you, but he insisted it was up to you. You ended up telling him what your favored pet names were and he's never forgotten them since. Although he mainly sticks to your name, he calls you by those pet names every now and then, keeping them for when he's feeling personal or domestic around you.
Quirks
You know well that Quirks are a touchy subject to talk about with Overhaul, hence why you rarely do so. But, one thing you just couldn't avoid revealing and inevitably had to bring up with him when you two first met was your nature, whether you had a Quirk or not. In the case where you were born Quirkless, the first time you had told him about it had seemed to have somewhat appeased him. It was only some time later, after learning what his "job" is and what his ideals are that you understood why he was content with you being deprived of powers. Although it had sounded weird to you at first when he had told you he was glad you had no Quirk, you came to understand that he feels this way because he sees you as pure and "clean" for it. To him, it means you represent even more than ever someone that he needs to protect. In the case where you were born with a Quirk, you couldn't help but feel fear the first time he confronted you about it. You knew about his morals and dreaded he would reject you for having powers, finding you gross and unworthy of his love. But, to your surprise, he told you he didn't mind it that much, and accepted you for who you are nonetheless. Ever since you've been together, you've brought it up with him only once, and he made it clear he accepts your Quirk because he knows you're not using it to play hero. Getting with him in the first place meant following him on his trails and more or less agreeing with his ideas, and that's enough of a reason for him to accept you by his side. Besides, all ideals aside, you know he loves you enough to not let his morals dictate his feelings towards you, and that he loves you no matter what your powers are, or even if you've got none.
Sex
It had taken you by surprise when Overhaul had told you that if you wished to have sex with him, you had to be the one to ask him for it. He explained to you that he didn't see it as a priority in your couple, and that he preferred dedicating his time to other ways of loving you, and it'd lead him to never ask you for some time under the sheets. And indeed, he never has. Ever since you've been together, you've been the one making advances each time. But that doesn't mean he turns them down, or that he doesn't appreciate sex. He actually quite enjoys it, firstly because he knows it pleases you, but also because it allows him to spend quality time with you. His sex manners are of the most common type, consisting in the most basic of positions, and rarely including kinks. But rarely doesn't mean 'never'. Sometimes, he admits it, he uses the opportunity of having sex with you to finally externalize certain emotions he's bottled up and lash out at your body. During those kinds of nights, he's even more passionate, and rougher too. He holds you tighter, pressing his entire body against yours, and even drops sensual whispers into your ears. Even when giving you this kind of sex, he's still loving towards you, asking you every now and then if you're hurting anywhere or if he's being too rough. Deep down, you fight the desire to ask him to be even rougher, wondering what it would be like if he truly gave it his all. It's evidence for him to always wear a condom when having sex with you, since he hates the thought of you filled with "filthy fluids". But that doesn't stop the quality of his sex from being extremely good, saddening you when it comes to an end, making you wish for more. But you know what comes afterward is just as good. After you're both done, he takes you to the bathroom, and steps into the shower with you, to cleanse both your bodies and minds. Under the pouring hot water, he continues to caress you and whisper to your ears how much he loves you.
Work
You'd say there's nothing in this world Overhaul is more dedicated to than his work. But, ever since you got with him, he is just as passionate about your couple as he is about his work. It's safe to say these are the only two things in his life he views as important and worth his time. Devoting himself to both his work and your relationship, he made it clear from day one that he would love for you to work alongside him. You knew right from the start what his "job" consisted of, and you had chosen to accept it nonetheless. You were somewhat expecting him to impose on you the role of the "Boss' wife", forcing you to work with him, and that was a harder thing for you to process. But, in reality, he had asked you at the beginning of your relationship if you wished to work for his clan, accompanying him in his daily activities, or if you rather wanted to stay out of it, leading your own working life by yourself. You had been very grateful to see him considerate enough to leave you the choice, and still are to this day. The thought of working by his side had intrigued you, leaving your imagination picture how you'd be walking next to him throughout the halls of the clan's headquarters, a newfound feeling of empowerment emanating from you. But on the other hand, choosing a job in something unrelated to the clan seemed the most suitable option, since it would not only give you alone-time outside of home, but would also keep you clean from any of Overhaul's activities, therefore helping keep up appearances. Whether you've decided to work alongside him as the co-Boss of the clan, or work on your own, he loves you just as much, and respects whichever choice you made that day.
Yakuza principles
Overhaul has always perceived himself as a true Yakuza ever since he first joined the Shie Hassaikai, and has always given importance to making a distinction between Yakuza and villains. The main noticeable difference between the two is the code of honor that Yakuza clans impose upon themselves, to make order and organization rule within the group. And Overhaul's clan is obviously no exception. For a man such as him, who wishes to always have everything under control, it's essential he has all his men agree to a specific set of principles and rules. However, something you hadn't expected when you started dating him was to also be imposed these rules. He had told you explicitly that whether you desired to join him in his work or not, you'd still have to obey the rules of his clan. This meant not telling any exterior party about the clan's activity, whereabouts, and identities, in order to protect both the members and you. You had decided to comply with this rule, among the others he had presented to you. But, aside from the initial surprise it had created in you, it has never had any actual impact on your relationship. You go by his rules, in and outside of work, and it satisfies the both of you. After all, you know well he trusts you, otherwise, he would have never started dating you in the first place, and that always makes you happy to think about.
Zealousness
In your eyes, Overhaul is the perfect illustration of a zealous man. He always comes off to you an enthusiastic and passionate regarding the things he does and the things he cares about. It begins with his work, which he puts above all else, and considers to be of the utmost importance. He's got plans, which count trying to make the Yakuza stronger and making his ideal a reality, and he'd do anything to achieve these goals. But his commitment doesn't stop at his work. He's also extremely devoted when it comes to his personal life, especially with you in it. He wholly dedicates his time to you when you two are alone, showing you how important your couple is to him. He tries his best to make it work and doesn't hesitate to go to extreme lengths sometimes, just to make sure you're happy with him and that you won't find anything to reproach him for. It took you some time to notice the true reason behind his actions, and when you understood why he was so committed to you, it surprised you. You hadn't expected him to be the type of man to have these types of doubts, but it also did make you understand how much he loves you. You remind him daily that he doesn't need to do such things for you to believe in his love, but you know deep down that he'll never change, and will always keep on reinforcing the foundations of your couple.
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eggtartz · 1 year
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cw : voyeurism, public sex, kai is your boyfriend, cockwarming, spanking
word count: 685
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holiday special
your boyfriend was leading one of the biggest yakuza in the area and he has been wanting to expand his power so he did a pact with the league of villains, believing that they could help him achieve his goals. while in the meeting, shigaraki entered the underground room that has been hidden well by kai. shigaraki saw the sight of you whining on kai's lap, however his eyes weren't focused on you.
"thought you didn't liked getting dirty?" shigaraki asked while gesturing at you, who were giving him hickeys around his neck while panting. what goes noticed is also how his cock was inside your pussy, your thighs straddling him.
"she's the only exception" kai said while adjusting his seating, making you gasp because he accidentally deepened his cock inside you. kai has promised you before that if you manage not to cum while he had this meeting, he'll give you the best sex of your life but of course the villain had other plans. he intended to do that while cockwarming you, making you whine for more, for any action.
you squirmed on his lap, him spanking your butt for that. "behave" he said, muffled by his beak mask. you whimpered while trying to roll your hips when he was talking away with his companion. you didn't even minded at the people in the room, you rocked your hips slowly then clenched your pussy around his cock, making him hiss and another spanking.
kai always did this with you, he would make you cockwarm him while he was doing paperwork, while he was bathing you. he loved that warm, pulsating feeling that your pussy gave when he inserted his cock. it felt amazing and kai didn't wanted to pull out anytime soon.
however, he was getting distracted.
your hip rolls were nudging his cock, the movement giving his cock a new sensation when his cock slid right into your cervix. he almost groaned, voice contained as he kept talking about his plans with the league of villains.
he again got distracted as you kissed his nose, him pinching your nipple making you wince. "behave"
"ca-cant. kai.. wanna.. wanna cum.."
"then? help yourself, im busy" you wasted no time and started bouncing on his cock giving soft mewls at the feeling. you weren't too far from your climax so while bouncing on kai's cock, you slithered your hand to rub on your clit making you whine louder.
kai held your lower back, silently asking you to go faster because he was near too. your hands were busy and your lips were busy too showering him with hickeys while bouncing deliciously around his cock. shigaraki was trying his hardest not to feel aroused with your sweet whines, your pleas that sounds too silent as if the pleas aren't meant for kai.
you finally came with a gasp but kai hasn't yet. with a growl kai had to excuse himself, "wait here" he told shigaraki as he had to finish.
he lifted your limp body, his cock still buried in your pussy and went inside the nearest room. inside, he slammed your body at the wall, him going too fast with his thrust that made you felt dizzy. you draped your arms around his shoulder while your legs around his waist, pulling him to get deeper, faster.
"you couldn't even wait? pathetic" he whispered againts your ear, making you whine softly. he was pounding inside your pussy ruthlessly, not having any control because at how good your pussy felt.
he groaned, feeling his cum shooting inside you. he pulled out, some of his cum dribbling but he took out a plug from his behind pocket.
he collected the cum and shoved them back inside then took the plug and plugged it inside your pussy. he took out some wipes from the nearby drawer and gave it to you.
"clean yourself and stay here. i'll finish things up" he said while zipping his pants back, adjusting his mask that was all messy and not in place.
niyou laid there all exhausted and full. so, so happy.
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blurbios · 1 year
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Burdensome [Overhaul x Reader]
cw: self-doubt, loneliness, cursing, food mention
other: gn! reader, angst(?), dialogue heavy so you’ll have to scroll a bit (sorry)
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synopsis: you were growing tired of feeling so far away from your boyfriend who was just down the hallway.
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The music from your headphones stopped abruptly, causing you to whip out your phone from your pocket, only to be greeted by the no battery sign flashing on your screen. You let out an annoyed sigh and turned around to make your way to your room to charge it. You thought it had to be late or at least getting late because your phone had been fully charged when you started pacing around the compound. You tried to peek into the office as you passed by, but there were two low ranking members of the coveted Shie Hassaikai stationed outside who obstructed your view. “The boss is working.” One dismissed you, his voice gruff. 
“Isn’t it past your bedtime anyways?” The two snickered as you stomped past. You contemplated telling them off and whether or not you should tell Kai when you see him next, but you decided against both. You knew he had a lot on his plate and you didn’t want to add to it, more so than you felt you already did. The winding halls were quiet, your steps echoed as you neared your room. You couldn’t remember the last time you did anything with your boyfriend and you felt terrible. That alone caused a pit to form in your stomach. You plugged in your phone and plopped onto your desk chair, shaking your mouse to wake your desktop. 3:42am was displayed on the corner of the screen, it really was late and Kai was still working. You tried to find something to watch to keep you awake until he inevitably came to join you, but nothing interested you. You thought about playing a game, but as soon as you booted one up you no longer wanted to play. 
You grabbed your phone and drafted out a text, “hey are you going to be done soon? it’s pretty late and i didn’t see you once today. i miss you, you know.” You furiously backspaced the message, like you always did, because you didn’t want to bother him. You slammed your phone down out of frustration and breathed in deeply to prevent any crying. It had been months since you moved in and you could count on your fingers how many times you’ve actually done anything with Kai outside of the four walls of your shared bedroom, if you could even consider it shared at this point. He was always busy and you understood that, but if he was so goddamn busy all the time why did you have to be so bored out of your mind all the time? You knew you could go out if you really wanted to, but you’d have to tell him first and he’d assign someone to keep you safe if he himself couldn’t. You knew it bothered him when you went out anyways, so you only went out when he’s the one who proposes it. But it wasn’t fair, you only moved in because he was incessant about it, saying how he wanted you close, practically begging. Sometimes when he was laying next to you it felt like he was miles away. You wanted to scream, the tears you tried to shrug off began to form in your eyes. You wanted to be able to help him, he told you in the past that you just being there helps him, but you knew it was bullshit. You placed your head in your hands and let it all out as your mind raced. He wasn’t a bad boyfriend, he did care about you, but he had a goal he was set on before he met you. He did come to bed every night, or at least to your knowledge, he came to bed every night. Most times he just slipped in without waking you and slipped out in the same manner. He had only woken you up a few times and he apologized profusely in those instances. Your eyes started to sting and you could feel the tears drying on your cheeks. You mustered up all your energy to stand up and shuffle over to the en suite bathroom to wash your face. 
The cold water was refreshing, but it made you jump a little. You brought both hands to your face and dragged your fingers from the inner corners to the outer corners of your eyes, out to your temples, and down your jaw. You stared at your reflection, you looked drained and you were, rightfully so. You crossed the threshold of your room and scanned the room, looking for something to keep you occupied. Your eyes landed on an old notebook you brought from home, you took it over to the desk and scrounged around for a pen. You figured if you couldn’t say all the things you thought to him, the least you could do was write it to get it out of your brain. Much like your failed text messages, you only wrote a few lines before scribbling them out and ripping out the page, just to crumple it. On your fifth attempt, you actually managed to write the whole thing out. The second you wrote your name at the bottom of the page, you slammed your notebook shut. Again, you checked the time, 4:57am. The sun was going to rise soon, if Kai hadn’t returned by now, he wouldn't. Part of you wanted to bring him a blanket in his office, but the other part of you was far too tired and didn’t feel like trekking back just to be greeted by those two idiots at his door. You tossed and turned for a long while before falling asleep. You woke up to a knock at the door, you sat up groggily to check if Kai was next to you, He wasn’t, causing your heart to sink a bit.
“Y/N?” The familiar voice belonged to Kurono. “You didn’t come for breakfast before, so I figured I’d bring you lunch.” He opened the door slowly, to make sure he didn’t startle you.
“What time is it? You scratched your head.
“Almost 2.” He extended the plate of food to you.
“Where’s Kai? Thanks by the way!” You smiled as you grabbed the plate from him.
“He has a meeting with some on the rise villain soon, so he’s preparing his general spiel, you know how he is.” Of course he was working, you nodded as you rose to walk and set the plate on the desk, pushing things aside to make room..
“Did you see him this morning?” You wanted to stop prodding, but the words left your mouth before you could think.
“Yes. Why is something wrong?” 
“Forget I asked. Thanks again for the food.”
“Ah okay, and please refrain from walking around today. We don’t know this guy well and Kai wouldn’t want anything to happen to you.” He walked out the door, making sure to shut it behind him. This whole thing was starting to get to you, so much so that your food tasted bland. Even though it was your favorite dish, something felt off. You thought about blowing up his phone again, but apparently it’s an important meeting and you wouldn’t want to ruin it, whatever it was. Confined to your room for the day, you just put on some dumb sitcom and laid in bed scrolling through your phone. You even scrolled through old chat logs between you and Kai, it reminded you how sweet this all felt. A familiar warmth grew in your chest, as you reminisced. You thought moving in would guarantee that you would wake up next to him every morning and that the two of you would tell each other everything, how naive of you. When you started dating the head of a yazuka organization, you didn’t expect much out of it, but you expected something. Hours passed as you wallowed in your room, until you heard a knock at the door again. “Dinner is served!” Kurono said way too cheerily as he walked in.
“Thanks.” You didn’t have the energy to match his demeanor. 
“Sorry about you being cooped up in here today, I’m sure he’ll make it up to you.” He picked up your plate from lunch and swapped it with the dinner plate. You felt sick and much to his concern, you looked it too. “Are you feeling okay?” 
Of course you weren’t, “Yeah, just a bit annoyed.” A bit. The whole situation was laughable, he couldn’t walk down the halls himself to check in on you, or share a meal. Instead he sends his lackey to feign interest in how you felt. 
“Well if there’s anything I can do, just let me know.”
“You can leave.” You knew you shouldn’t take this out on him of all people, but you couldn’t keep the mask on anymore. Without another word, he up and left, leaving you alone once again. You just sat in bed, spacing out, not focussing on anything in particular. The show you had on had stopped playing, who knows how long ago,so the room was quiet. Sitting in bed became laying in bed and at some point you fell asleep, but that was short lived. Kai actually showed up, he was careful to not wake you, trying his best to be light on his feet. He looked over at your sleeping figure and smiled to himself, then gave the room a once over and noticed your dinner untouched. He shook his head, picked up the plate and brought it out of the room, when he came back in he saw that you were sitting upright.
“Kai! You’re back.” You exclaimed, half awake. You quite couldn’t tell if it was a dream or not, so you reached your arms out towards him. 
“Listen, I’m sorry for waking you and about today. I know being in here alone all day wasn’t the best, but I had to make sure you would be safe.” You felt the bed dip down a bit as he sat beside you, holding your hands in his.
“Did you send Hari to check on me?”
“Yes. Why?” He tilted his head slightly, raising a brow.
You couldn’t stifle your laugh, “Are you serious?”
There was visible confusion on his face, “Are you suggesting that I shouldn’t have?”
“I’m suggesting that maybe you should have.” Your voice broke when you placed emphasis on ‘you’, causing you to look away from him. He was at a loss for words, you’d never talked to him like that before. You pressed your lips tightly together and shook your head slightly in disbelief when you saw him stop himself from speaking. “What am I to you, Kai?”
“What?” 
“Just answer the question.” All the frustration you had felt was pouring out of you, making your words sting. 
“Everything.” He locked eyes with you, but you turned away. 
“You’re a terrible liar. We both know that isn’t true. If you’re saying it because it’s what you think I want to hear then it makes this even worse. Please, just tell me the truth.” 
“Y/N, please. I’m too tired to argue.” He leaned his back against the headboard. 
“I’m not trying to argue, I’m just trying to talk to my boyfriend.”
“We can talk tomorrow.” He said as he ran a hand through his hair. 
“Oh, can we now? You sure you’re not gonna be busy again?” You could feel the anger building inside of you. He could feel that the energy in the room switched.. 
“I—“
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” You cut him off and made your way to the door. 
He mimicked your actions, “Where are you going?”
“For a walk, you know since I didn’t get to leave this fucking room today.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“No, you’re not because you’re too tired, remember?”
“But—“
“I won’t be long.” You exited the room, chest heavy, legs moving as if you had weights tied to your ankles. You walked to the end of the hall and back, counting your breaths to calm yourself and to prevent spiraling further. You stood a couple of feet before the doorway for a while, contemplating just walking out completely. You let out a deep sigh and stepped up to the doorway. The scene in front of you made you feel as though a ton of bricks had just been dropped on you. There he was standing over your desk, notebook in hand, a small tremor visible in his hands. “What are you–Kai, I, I’m sorry.” He looked so hurt, something you’ve never seen. He looked up at you and tried to collect his thoughts, but as his eyes met yours all he could see was the words he had just read. 
Kai,
I don’t know how to say any of this or if I’ll ever even get the chance to say all this. I love you, I do, but it feels like our relationship is just an afterthought or rather I’m an afterthought. I understand that you’re busy with work, that’s why I’ve held on to this as long as I did. It’s also why I try to avoid bothering you. You have so much on your shoulders, I don’t want to be burdensome, but maybe having me move in was a bad idea. We rarely get to see one another and most of the time we spend together is sleeping. I want to be a good partner, I want to make you happy, but it’s hard to do when I’m too worried to even send you a text. I worry about you, you work way too much, and I worry that one day it’ll become so important that you forget about me entirely. These days it feels like you’re some kind of urban legend and everyone I run into around the compound has a story about seeing you, yet I always miss out on the sighting. I don’t expect you to drop everything for me, I don’t want you too, I know how important your work is to you and how important to everyone it will be if it all goes right, but I expect something. I’m not asking for a mile here Kai, just a goddamn inch. God forbid I want to spend time with you or go out in town like a normal person without having to jump through hoops to get permission. You say it’s to keep me safe, so you can have me close, but it hurts. I’m sorry.
-y/n
He returned the book to its former position and sat gently on the edge of the bed, eyes focused on the floor. The room was filled with a sad silence, until he finally broke it. “Is that really how you feel?” He bit the inside of his lip, so he wouldn’t cry in front of you. 
“It probably came off too harsh, I–” You felt so guilty for upsetting him. 
“Do I really make you feel like this?” He had a pained expression on his face, brows furrowed slightly. 
“Yeah, maybe, sometimes, I don’t know.” You rubbed the back of your neck, you couldn’t bring yourself to make eye contact. He looked at you and saw the tears welling in your eyes, his expression dropped even more. You tried to blink them away, but your eyes began to overflow and you couldn’t stop it. “I’m sorry.” You repeated over and over, each time more and more defeated. You couldn’t stand anymore, your chest hurt too much. You dropped yourself on the bed next to him. 
“I’m sorry.” He brought your head to his shoulder as an attempt to soothe you. The contact with him made it feel real, he was there next to you, trying to make you feel better. You’ve missed his touch so much that it took everything in you not to fold instantly. 
“It’s fine, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have written that.” You said between shaky breaths. 
“You don’t deserve this. I’ll be better, y/n.” He placed his arm around your shoulders and began to trace patterns on your arm. 
“So will I.” You sniffled, dragging your nose across the back in your hand. 
“Huh? You have nothing to apologize for and nothing to be better at, you have done nothing wrong.” He placed emphasis on those last words, saying them slowly, making sure you heard them clearly. He got up to retrieve the tissue box from the nightstand. He handed you a tissue and used another to wipe your tears from your face, flashing you an apologetic smile. 
“Thank you.” You blew your nose and tossed it in the bin. 
“You know you can talk to me right?” He tilted your chin up so your eyes would meet his. His gaze was warm, no trace of annoyance on his face, just concern and genuine care. 
“But you’re always doing something, I don’t want—” 
“You could never be a burden to me. Knowing that you’re here puts me at ease, knowing that I can see you whenever I want warms my heart.” He held one of your hands in between both of his.  
“Yeah, but I want to be able to see you whenever I want. It’s a two-way street, Kai. It isn’t fair that it’s always on your terms, and only on your terms.” You placed your free hand on top of his. 
“I never thought of it like that, I didn’t realize my rules were such a hindrance.” He gave your hand a gentle squeeze before continuing, “I’m sorry, my dear, for these things I've made you feel, for the lack of time I've spent with you, all of it. I shouldn't have let someone so precious to me slip through the cracks. I’m going to be better, starting right now. Whatever you want to do tomorrow, we’ll do it.”
“Really?” You smiled for the first time in days. “Really, but you need to promise me something first.”
“What is it?”
“Promise me that you won’t stop yourself from reaching out to me anymore.”
“But what if you're busy?”
“I’ll let you know when it’s an important client, besides that you can come in whenever you want.”
“Then I promise.” You threw your arms around him and he returned your embrace, holding you tighter than he ever had before. 
“Good.” 
“But you’re gonna get sick of me quick.” You said as you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. 
“You’re the one person I could never get sick of.” His words were sincere, he kept one hand on your back and brought the other up to cradle your head. 
“Promise?” 
“I promise.”
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a/n: this started out more lighthearted in my head, but as i wrote i got super emo, so i’m sorry y’all. also, fun fact! i got back into mha because i watched the overhaul arc and was suddenly down bad
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imagineanime2022 · 6 months
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MHA Characters With Teen Reader (Platonic) *Part 2*
Dabi X Reader, Tomura Shigaraki X Reader, Kai Chisaki X Reader
Requested: Anon
Request: Heyy! So I LOVE HOW U WRITE the LOV with platonic teen reader. And I had an idea where fem!teen!reader gets a s/o and the LOV gets overprotective and want to meet them and stuff. Characters would be: Dabi, Shigaraki and Overhaul (Ik he isn't part of the league but still 💀)! Tyy
*Part 1*
Dabi
🔥 Dabi hadn’t expected this to be a problem, especially not while he was still breathing but here he was watching you giggle at some teenage idiot hanging around the back alleys. 🔥 You don’t even realise that he is watching leant against the wall of the alley as you talk and get closer until he clears his throat. 🔥 “Who’s this?” “Just a friend” “Close for a friend.” “Let’s just go.” 🔥 His eyes never left the kid that you had been talking to even when you stood right in front of him, so you grabbed his hand and pulled him along until he finally turned to look at you. 🔥 “You like them?” “No.” “Don’t lie to me, I hate it when people lie to me.” “Would you hurt them if I told the truth?” “No.” “I like them a little.” 🔥 Dabi had no way to get any information, so he waited until he could catch the kid alone. 🔥 “So what are you hoping to gain from them?” “Excuse me.” “I’m not repeating myself, we both know you heard me.” “Gain? Someone who cares for me.” “Cares for you… I hope you care for them as much as they care for you, if not there won’t be anything left to find.” 🔥 Dabi isn’t one to believe in love, or finding in the life that you had both chosen to live but you were important enough to him that he would let you have what made you happy. 🔥 He hopes that the relationship continues in the best manor and if it does it he would be happy for you, he’d never admit instead replace that with teasing and dismissal. 🔥 However if it ends badly trust me when I say he will fulfil the threat unless you want the honour in which case he’ll clean up after you, make sure neither one of you are caught.
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Tomura Shigaraki
✋ Shigaraki cares for you far more than anyone would have thought and he had far too much power at his disposal. ✋ When he walked into the bar to see you sitting at a table with some kid he couldn’t recognise, he knew most of the ‘would be’ villains around here and all the homeless kids that hung around looking for food or work. ✋ “(Y/N)! Come here!” “Yeah?” “Who have you invited into my bar?” “Kurogiri’s bar.” “Don’t get smart.” “They’re just talking to me.” “And if they are a spy?” “Then I’m sure you will tell me soon enough.” ✋ Shigaraki looked at the child that had been sitting with you, he didn’t trust them and he never would, he’d be civil for you, well kind of. ✋ “I’ll kill you if you hurt them.” “Y-yes sir.” ✋ Shigaraki would have someone from the league follow you when you start meeting them outside of the bar, where he could not see you. ✋ God help you if you start lying to him, he’d honestly just kill the love interest out of spite, so don’t lie to him. ✋ If things go well then he’ll leave you as you are but don’t expect him to give you anything more than that, he won’t congratulate you or even acknowledge the relationship really but that has nothing to do with who it is, just that there is anyone at all. ✋ If things don’t go well, you can expect to find the ex-partner on the floor in the bar, begging for their life and they will die, Shigaraki will make sure of it, even if you beg him not to. ✋ He’ll just send the kid home to die, far from your eyes and convince you that the kid moved away.
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Kai Chisaki
💉 He knew before you even knew, he had been watching you and the newest member of the Mafia for a while, he could see what they wanted from you. 💉 He found out everything that he needed to know about them before he even thought about entertaining the idea of a relationship. 💉 When you finally tell him about your new friend he didn’t say anything, in fact you were almost convinced that he didn’t hear you, until a couple of days later when he addressed the new information. 💉 “So your new friend… Are you sure that they are here for you?” “What does that mean?” “You are higher than most in this organisation, you think that they want you for you.” “Is that so hard to believe?” “Make me believe it.” 💉 Kai is happy to lose you to this argument because he’s sure that he’s right, he had done his work without you before and he’d do it again (even if he would miss you). 💉 That being said he would not let someone take you from him without a fight, it may be different love but it was love all the same. 💉 “What do you intend to take from them?” “Take? Nothing.” “Do not lie to me!” “What could I take from them? They have nothing!” “They have whatever they want, I make sure of that. They want you so for now that is what they get.” 💉 From there on there was no arguments about the relationship however you always had a guard and you cleaned yourself thoroughly before interacting with him again. 💉 If the relationship going right, they would likely get more from him and when he’s sure that he can trust them they would earn their place next to you. 💉 If it went terribly, the Mafia had a way of dealing with scum, Kai would give you the choice of participation but you would be there to see it, you will remember what deceit looks like so you never fall for it again.
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Request Here!!
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4izawas · 1 year
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hi ren. would you write a little something for overhaul? if you're feeling it ofc!
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— [ _ping.@pcwer ]
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“fuck — f-fuck!”
your fingers, as deft and talented as ever, wrench songs from his lips as you play his body like the finest instrument, dancing across his skin as he lets out cry aftetlr cry of your name.
“please, y/n — y/n, oh god-!” kai moans, the fingers of one of his hands interlocked with your free one as you lap at the underside of his sensitive balls while your free hand toys with his weeping tip. your tongue, naturally roughened by the feline quirk you called your own, runs up from his twitching hole and across the expanse of his taint and smooth-shaven balls ( you cannot, unfortunately, resist the temptation to roll them around over your tongue just to hear his cries ) and up the soft skin of his length. he wails for you, oversensitive and aching with need, and you don’t have to look up to know that tears are shimmering in the corners of his eyes.
as you take his balls into your mouth and begin to suckle at them his free hand, once tightly gripping the sheets, releases the cloth so he can throw his arm over his face, almost completely silencing his cries — but you weren’t having that.
you pull away from him, releasing his balls from your mouth with a loud, wet pop! and sit back on your feet, watching with dark eyes as he props himself up on his elbows, taking deep gulps of air as he starss down at you in shock. “wh-what — what are you doin’?!” he whines, his thighs trembling as he tries to cstch his breath. “i was about t’cum-!”
“you aren’t supposed to hide those pretty sounds from me, kai,” you purr softly, trailing your fingernails along the sensetive flesh of his hard cock, drawing whimpers pleasing for you to suck him again from his lips. you murmur, “i’ll get back to it if you promise not to hide from me again, kai,” and he nods shakily.
“yes, yes, i promise — please, y/n, suck my cock,” he begs softly. “i — i want to cum!”
you grin darkly and press yourself back flat against the bed between his spread legs, then lick your lips.
“as you wish, sweetling.”
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zuffer-weird-girl · 1 year
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Not a request but a little question about Kai.
What do you think that would have him giggling like a school girl?
Like, I know it's a once in a lifetime type of experience but, only imagine, maybe something like you unconsciously adopting aspects of his personality, or you falling cutely to the ground... Idk, what do you think would make it for him?
I don't think there will be a thing that makes Chisaki giggle like that... is just not his type of actions.
However, there is such actions that make his lil cold heart do a flip and make him smile. Like... true smile, not a fake one.
Would be you trying to make something just to please him. Not because of a date or any celebration. Just because you wanted to make him happy.
Like, expect this guy to just melt at just arriving one day and seeing that you cooked something he liked or cleaned his room because yes.
He would still be with his guard up at first, but the moment you answer him on why the hell you did all this with a
"Oh, I just wanted to make you happy." Or "Because I wanted to"
Chisaki will have one of the rarest and softest smiles on his face, I can assure you.
Act of services is the love language this man wants to and needs to receive. Fight me.
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i-cant-sing · 2 months
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Thinking about that tiktok about the girl being all sad about her parents dying one day and stuff, and I'm just thinking about Yandere President Overhaul AU, the toddler triplets are just sitting around with reader (who's heavily pregnant and snoring on the couch, a little drooling too) and Tomura suddenly realised that you could die- be it by pregnancy or talking to other people- ANYTHING could kill you.
And now Tomura is about 2 seconds away from having a full blown meltdown, and Dabi and Himiko are just trying to calm him down (and give your poor self a break and not wake upto 3 kids shrieking and crying).
Himiko: can you like- not freak out? Mom's not going to die-
Tomura, snot and tears: maybe not now! B-but who knows when?! Maybe- maybe it's today- or tomorrow- or when we're asleep! What are we gonna do w-without her?!
Dabi, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest: stop being such a baby, Tomu. If mom dies, we'll just- go with her.
Tomura, stops sniffling: what?
Himiko: dabi... that's a brilliant idea! Oh my gosh, we can use my knifes!
Dabi: of course its a brilliant idea, I'm the oldest. I'm smart like that. *pats Tomuras head* see? I told you we have nothing to worry about.
Tomura, wiping his tears away and nodding: you're right. Wait, what about dad?
Dabi: we are not inviting him. He's not coming with us, he hogs mom all the time!
Tomura, eyes twinkling: Dabi, you're a genius.
And the kids all just gather around their poor innocent mom, who's just content when she wakes upto her 3 menaces sleeping away in her arms. Meanwhile, Kai (who's been listening on to the triplets convo because ofc he has the whole place bugged.) is just thinking in his office... "what the fuck? The kids are just gonna kill themselves when Y/n's not around anymore? What- how- why didn't I think of that first? Also, why didn't Himiko stand up for me? Won't she invite me along when they all go? Is she still mad at me for not getting her a pet octopus last week? What was I supposed to do when her mom said no?!"
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lexxiie · 1 year
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can we have lov trio + overhaul discovering that their s/o had been cheating on them? 🥺
When They Think You Cheated
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Omg, anon, no! I'm so bad at writing break ups, so I'll change the concept a bit to them believing their s/o is cheating, but she's not.
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Featuring: Shigaraki, Dabi, Hawks, Overhaul.
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TOMURA SHIGARAKI
Tomura is an insecure man. That is no secret to either of you, however, he understands how his insecurities may harm your relationship, so most of the time he voices them out so that you can both talk about them, and you always end up reassuring him.
Today, though, he cannot, for the life of him, think of a way to talk out the fact that you have a hickey on your neck. What is there to talk about? The truth that he ignored was that you accidentally burnt your neck earlier this morning while doing your hair, it would've never occured to him, especially when he was as angry as he is right now, observing your neck, a thin layer of make up attempting to cover the mark, but failing. Why would you even hide it if there was a reasonable explanation? He knew for a fact that he didn't left that on your neck.
As much as he wanted to yell at you and dispose of all his rage, truth was that he was really hurt, and so everything he managed to do was confront the reality with resignation. "Who did that?" He asked calmly, but you could hear bitterness in his voice. "What?" You asked, not very sure what he meant. He looked at you angrily now, it was very clear. "Who's the guy that you are seeing? Or do you just happen to have a different one every now and then? You know, I always thought of you as a smart girl, but it is very stupid of you to let them leave your neck like that, you could've tried harder to hide it." You finally understood what was going on... Oh god. He tried to sound as if he didn't care, cold and indifferent, but you knew how incredibly hurt he was.
You immediately got up and approached him, reaching for his face, but he moved to avoid your touch. "Tomura, look, it's a burn mark, I did it with my straightener, I swear." He looked at you through narrowed eyes, still not believing you. You rushed to your room and came back with your straightener in hand, turning it on and attempting to place it on your arm, but Tomura immediately stopped you. "Are you crazy?" The man scolded you, and you looked at him desperately. "It is a burn, I swear." You repeated. Now starting to doubt himself, Tomura then reached for your neck, caressing it softly with his thumb, rubbing a bit of the make up off. You were right. Oh no. He truly felt like a fucking asshole. The man sighed before pressing his forhead against yours. "I'm truly sorry, (Y/n). I'm so, so sorry." You were just relieved it all ended. He spent the rest of the evening tending to your wound, scolding you for putting make up on when it was still so fresh and kissing your cheeks in hopes you would forgive him. Never again will he act like that, that's for sure.
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TOUYA TODOROKI | DABI
Touya sits silently on the edge of the bed as he observes the hotel recipt he found under the bed. It dates a week back, when you were supposed to go on a work trip at a completely different city than the one this hotel was at. Now, he can be very confident some days, and very insecure some other days. This is one of the latter days, evidently. In moments like this, thousands of thoughts run through his mind. Why? Is it because of the scars? But you said you didn't care. Did you lie? Of course you did, who would actually choose him over anyone else? He feels stupid, and so heartbroken. He loves you. He really does, and now all of this hurt has turned into uncontrolable anger.
He stands up and walks to the kitchen, where you turn around to smile at him as soon as you hear him coming, only to be greeted by his beautiful blue eyes contorted in pure rage. He must be a very scary adversary to his enemies. "What the fuck is this, (Y/n)?!" He asks while holding the recipt in his hand, speaking those words through gritted teeth, as if his jaw was frozen because of how angry he is.
"Wait, Touya, is not what it looks lik-" The villain slammed his fist on the kitchen island, flames emanating from it. "It's not?! Really, (Y/n)? Do you really think i'm this fucking stupid?” He is now yelling, very loudly. He starts getting closer to you, and you start walking backwards, trembling. He then takes one more step forward and you raise your arms as if you wanted to protect yourself. Now Touya is the one walking backwards. He would never hurt you, but as he took a step back, he realized that it really looked like it. Did you think that he was gonna incinerate you? Did you think he was about to hit you? The look on your eyes was too familiar, he had seen it in his mother's eyes way too many times. He sighed deeply as he burried his face in his hands. It seemed like he wanted to wake up from a nightmare, and then, as seconds went by and he wasn't lifting his head, you realized he might have started to cry, though he would never let you see him.
"That day-" you started speaking after several minutes, "I decided to stay at a different city because I heard about it being quiet and pretty. I thought maybe I could rent an apartment there, so you wouldn't be at risk. There isn't many people, it is indeed quiet, no one would recognize you, so I looked at a few places. There isn't anyone else I'm seeing, just apartments." Touya finally lifted his head from his hands, and you could see the relief in his eyes, but also a lot of guilt. A lot of it. He got closer, kneeling before you, pressing his forehead to your body, his hands clenching the coat that covered the sides of your frame. This was him apologizing. You caressed his hair softly, everything would be okay.
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KAI CHISAKI | OVERHAUL
He trusts you, he really does, but what is he supposed to believe when you tell him that you are going to the grocery store and you lie. He went there to help you in case you had bought too many stuff since it was taking you a while, but you were nowhere to be found. Minutes later, you come home, smelling like men's cologne that clearly wasn't his own.
God, this can't be happening, he thinks to himself. You walk to him, hoping to get a kiss from the yakuza, but instead you are greeted with a cold stare, his lips don't move when you place yours over them. "Where were you?" He asks visibly angry. "At the grocery store." You answered showing him the two bags on your hands. "All of these hours just for that? You really don't want to piss me off, (Y/n). Not more than you already did." Now his tone sounds like a threat, and you get defensive. "What is that supposed to mean?" You ask him. You have always hated whenever he would talk to you like you were one of his men, and he knew that. "Where did you actually go?" Unbelievable. You still didn't quite understand where he was trying to get, but you did know that you didn't like the way he was interrogating you. "Did you go out to meet with someone?" He asked, this time, impatience ruled over his voice. Okay, so he thinks you are cheating. great.
Leting out a heavy sigh, you dropped your bags on the floor and approached the hurting man before you. Much to your surprise, he allowed you to take his face in your hands. "I went out to get you a new cologne, I noticed you ran out of the last one I gave you. I wanted it to be a surprise, but it is in the car, in case you wish to have it now."
God, did he feel like an idiot right now... You could tell that he was beating himself up mentally. The worst part of it was that he felt truly relieved that you hadn't fallen out of love with him yet. Despise him attempting to seem indifferent earlier, he felt like his whole world was crumbling down before him. Kai then took your hands in his, kissing them softly. "I'm truly very sorry, darling." He said sincerly. "It's okay, I should've made up a better excuse anyway." You replied smiling gently. He couldn't help but smile back, still embarrassed with himself. He compensated you treating you to dinner that night. Kai saw himself realizing how strong he felt about you. The sole idea of you leaving made him feel vulnerable and terrified for the very first time in a while. He was going to need to learn how to trust you more if he didn't want to lose you.
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KEIGO TAKAMI | HAWKS
The pro hero had a lot of work all of the time. He would get home late very often, many times closer to sunrise than midnight. Of course, it was only logical for you to be asleep at those hours, which was always the case. Except for last week.
He had gotten home very late, but still earlier than usual, expecting to find his lover on his bed, hoping he could hold on to you for a couple of hours before he had to get to work once again, but you weren't there. Naturally, he freaked out, but just as he was about to go looking for you everywhere, the main door flew open. He hid on the bathroom, in case it was someone else, but all he saw was you getting on the bed and falling asleep almost instantly.
He let that incident go. He gave you the benefit of the doubt, he gave you his trust. This despite the uneasy feeling in his chest, however, today, you weren't on the bed either. Now the doubt felt very real. What on earth could you be doing at 4 am? He waited a couple of minutes, until you finally got home. The hero was trying his very best not to break down when he saw you. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this hurt. "That other bed must be really comfortable." He accused, startling you as you obviously weren't expecting to see him yet. "What?" you asked, a bit disoriented. "You heard me." Keigo then stood up from the couch, walking towards you. "How long have you been sneaking out for, huh? Cause this is the second time I witness this already" You realized how this looked immediately. Oops.
"Listen, Keigo, I'm not sleeping with anyone else. In fact, I'm not sleeping at all." The man looked at you confused now, all of the anger he previously showed you slowly disappearing. "I have been having trouble sleeping, so i go out and take walks in hopes i'll get tired, I'm sorry I worried you, yes?" You assured your lover as you took his hands in yours, offering him a tired smile. "But why? You used to sleep well before..." All of his previous worries seemed to be forgotten as soon as he realized how tired you looked, his hands roaming your face, as if they would figure out what had changed. "Yes, that was before you would leave all night, I guess I'm a bit more anxious now." You confessed. He felt very bad for adding to your already bad night with his insecurities. Soon after, though, Keigo managed to change his schedule, making sure to spend every night holding you, and he would be lying if he said he didn't miss you too. As for that particular night, he prepared you a tea and talked about his day until he made sure you had fallen asleep.
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heroes-among-us-all · 8 months
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A Perfect Match
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summary: Chisaki isn't looking forward to meeting his soulmate, at least not until he discovers that you are Quirkless.
tags: soulmate!au, fluff, fem!reader
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It’s just so annoying. Even though he’s lived with it all his life, Chisaki swears he’ll never get used to seeing that godforsaken timer counting down. It’s always there, in the corner of his periphery, and it only ever disappears when he shuts his eyes and lets everything fade to black.  
A soulmate mark. That’s what it’s called. People have different variations of it—some know the first words their soulmate will ever speak to them, some have a red string tying them to their soulmate that only they can see, and others, like him, have been stuck with a timer since birth that tells him how much longer until he meets his soulmate for the first time.  
And based on how much time is remaining, it looks like he’ll be meeting his soulmate today.  
Chisaki isn’t excited. If anything, he’s dreading the encounter, and he just wishes it would hurry up and be over with. At least then, the timer will disappear, and it’ll be one less thing grating at his nerves. He doesn’t believe in the phenomenon of soulmates, he has no desire for trifling matters such as love, and for a man who loathes being touched, he can’t imagine it would work out anyhow.  
Much of the day goes as planned. He helps Pops with some paperwork, cleans up the office to keep all those pesky germs away, and Chisaki briefly wonders how he’ll even meet you, since he intends on staying home all day.  
“Chisaki,” Pops suddenly says. “Would you mind going out into town and buying me a few things? I wrote a list of what I need.”  
Ah. So, that’s how.  
“Of course,” Chisaki nods, and he puts on his jacket before slipping his shoes on by the door. “I’ll be back soon. It won’t take long.”  
Seriously, it really won’t. Regardless of the fact that he’s going to run into you, he has no intention of staying and chatting. He’s going to reject you right on the spot. Soulmates aren’t real, anyways. What a stupid notion, to think that someone’s greatest love can be predetermined.  
Chisaki adjusts his mask more tightly, then steps outside. He reaches the store quickly enough, and although he hates having to touch things that countless strangers have laid hands on, his gloves provide him with a thin layer of protection from all the filth.  
He tracks down everything he needs at a steady pace, and as he reaches for the very last item on his list, someone else reaches for it at the exact same time.  
Immediately, Chisaki recoils, and he manages to avoid touching a stranger’s hand. But right as he’s biting back the urge to grimace, he realizes that the timer—the same timer he’s had all his life—his finally disappeared.  
Ah.  
So, it’s you. Chisaki turns his head to the side and finds himself looking at a young woman, who is staring back at him wide-eyed and breathless. He has a pretty good idea of what’s going on in your head. You must have realized it, too.  
After more than two decades, he’s finally met his soulmate.  
You’re pretty. Chisaki can at least admit that much. You have nice features, you dress in a way that suggest you care about your appearance, and you have a pleasant, clean scent, which means that you take personal hygiene seriously—thank god.  
But all that being said, Chisaki still has no desire to strike up a relationship with you. He doesn’t enjoy being around people. He can’t even bear to touch people, not counting Pops, who is his family. Not to mention that he’s part of the yakuza, and from what he gleams, you seem to be an average citizen.  
There’s just no reality in which this would ever work out.  
“U-Um,” you stammer, visibly nervous. “Are you...? I mean, um... it’s you, right? You must be my... soulmate.”  
It’s a bit endearing how flustered you are, and for a moment, Chisaki feels slightly guilty about what he’s going to do.  
Still. It’s better to tell you the truth now rather than let you get your hopes up. 
“The timer,” Chisaki nods. “I have it too. Well, I did have it. Up until a few seconds ago, at least.”  
A smile blooms across your lips, and it tugs at his heartstrings a bit, because goodness, you really are adorable.  
“I knew it!” you beam. “Oh my god, I can’t believe this is really happening! I’m so excited! But I guess that was pretty obvious, haha. Sorry. I’m going to try to calm down now, but it’s just—this is just so—”  
Chisaki raises a hand. “Before you say anything else, I need to let you know that I have no interest in pursuing a relationship with you.”  
It only takes a second for your expression to sink. 
“...what?” you mumble softly. “But... we’re soulmates. I thought that means we’re supposed to be together for the rest of our lives. I didn’t mean that we should start dating right away, but at the very least, if we could start by getting to know each other...”  
“I’m sorry,” Chisaki says. “I don’t have much interest in romance. I prefer to keep to myself, and frankly, I’m not even sure I believe in soulmates. It all seems far too convenient. It was nice meeting you, but we’ll have to leave it here.”  
By the looks of things, you’re on the verge of tears. Chisaki isn’t a very emotional person, but he can’t fault you for getting your hopes up. This must have been something you’d been looking forward to for many, many years. If only your soulmate was someone else. It’s a pity. You seem like a very nice woman, and he hopes that you’ll find happiness one way or another. Just not with him.  
You swallow hard, just barely managing to hold back your tears. “I... understand. I’m sorry. I came into this with all these expectations, but I never stopped to think that the other person might not have been as excited as I was. I guess I was just really hopeful. I’m Quirkless, so... people have always thought less of me. I figured my soulmate would like me no matter what, but we’re pretty much strangers, so I don’t know what I was thinking. Anyways, I’m sorry again for bothering you. I’d ask your name, but it would probably just make the whole thing more painful.”  
You turn to leave, but in that moment, Chisaki’s eyes have gone completely wide.  
What did she just say?  
“Wait!” he cries out, and you reel to a halt, surprised by the outburst.  
Now it’s Chisaki’s turn to swallow. The roof of his mouth feels dry and uncomfortable, and he worries that perhaps his ears deceived him. 
“You’re Quirkless,” he breathes. “Is that... really true?”  
“I’m not sure who would lie about something like that,” you chuckle weakly. “It’s not exactly something to be proud of.”  
Wrong. You don’t even know just how wrong you are.  
In a world teeming with filth and sickness, those who haven’t been contaminated by the Quirk pandemic are a rarity. People like you are unblemished and pure, and... 
Shit. Chisaki is starting to believe that soulmates might be the real deal, after all.  
“It’s okay not to have a Quirk,” he says, and it’s insane how fast his heart is beating now. “No. It’s better not to have a Quirk. I much prefer it that way.”  
You press your lips together. “Are you making fun of me right now? Listen, I said I was sorry for bothering you—”  
“I’m not making fun of you. I’m being completely serious. Quirks... I’ve never liked them. Just the thought of them makes me sick.” He pauses, inhales sharply to collect himself, then lets out a heavy sigh. “The reason I turned you away is because I thought it would be impossible for us to have a relationship. I break out into hives the moment anyone touches me. I distance myself from people, and the thought of being intimate with someone has always repulsed me. And Quirks are largely to blame for that, because Quirks are a mutation. A disease. That’s why I didn’t think we had a chance. But now that you say you’re Quirkless... I’m starting to think differently.”  
You arch a brow, and it’s clear that you don’t understand where he’s coming from. Fuck. He hopes he isn’t scaring you off. He’s finally, finally found someone who he has an actual chance of being with, and he doesn’t want to ruin this.  
“If you don’t mind... would it be alright if I held your hand?” Chisaki asks breathlessly.  
Once again, you stare back at him in confusion, but it thankfully doesn’t look like you’re opposed to it. You reach out a hand, slow and hesitant, and at the same time, Chisaki peels off on his gloves, letting his skin breathe free.  
When your fingers meet his own, he lets out a soft gasp. Not out of disgust, not out of apprehension, but out of sheer relief.  
No hives. No uncomfortable tightness in his chest.  
You aren’t sick like the rest, which means he can touch you to his heart’s content.  
Chisaki would have liked to hold your hand for much, much longer, but out of fear of scaring you off, he reluctantly lets go and gives you some space.  
“I just wanted to confirm something,” he mumbles. “If it’s you... I’m able to touch you just fine. I don’t get sick. It looks like we’re soulmates for a reason.”  
The look in your eyes is far from judgmental, and when you finally muster up your next words, Chisaki can hear a little hiccup catch in your throat. 
“So... you really don’t mind that I’m Quirkless?” you ask.  
“Not at all. It’s just the opposite. I feel comfortable around you precisely because you’re Quirkless. That must be why we were fated to meet. Because we’re a perfect match.”  
Chisaki has never flirted a day in his damn life, but something he said must have tickled your fancy, because you blush and shyly avert your gaze.  
“I was really worried there for a moment,” you mumble. “It sounded like you wanted nothing to do with me.”  
“I’m sorry,” Chisaki frowns. “I was too quick to judge. I’m very particular about certain things, and I thought there was no chance. But I was mistaken. And if you’re still open to it... I would love the opportunity to get to know you better. Starting with your name. Would you mind telling me your name?”  
“I’m [Name],” you reply, and you flash him another bright, genuine smile. God, he swears he’s already fallen in love with that smile.  
“It suits you. I’m Chisaki. Chisaki Kai.” He takes a moment to think it through, and then, he does something he’s never done before in public.  
He removes his mask so that you can see his entire face.  
Your eyes widen. “Oh, wow. Chisaki, you’re so handsome! I didn’t realize my soulmate would be so gorgeous. Now I can’t help but feel self-conscious by comparison...”  
“I appreciate the compliment,” he chuckles. “But you’re beautiful. I thought so even before I found out you were Quirkless.”  
He watches, with great delight, as you blush yet again. You’re just so adorable. He never thought he would be thanking his lucky stars for having a soulmate mark, let alone one that caused him endless frustration for more than twenty years, but here he is.  
“I was going to head straight home after running some errands for my old man, but how about we sit outside somewhere and chat for a while?” he asks hopefully.  
Your smile returns, this time, wider than ever.  
“Sure!”  
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As it turns out, Chisaki doesn’t get back home until much, much later, and he finds Pops waiting for him with his arms crossed.  
“Chisaki,” Pops frowns. “What was the hold-up? You’re usually so efficient when it comes to these things. I was expecting you back hours ago.”  
Normally, Chisaki would have apologized at great length for inconveniencing Pops. He is, after all, the man that brought him and raised him as his own. He loves and cherishes him, and will do anything in his power to repay him. 
But right now, Chisaki is up in cloud nine.  
“I met my soulmate,” he says, setting the shopping bags down. “Sorry, Pops. We got to talking for a while.”  
“Oh?” Pops lifts a brow, and tries—but fails—to hide his smirk. “But I thought you said you wanted nothing to do with them. You told me you didn’t believe in such things.”  
“Well, I changed my mind.”  
“I’ve never known you to be the type to do that. You’re stubborn to a fault. But I’m not complaining. It sounds like you’ve turned over a new leaf. So, then, tell me about this soulmate of yours.”  
For the second time that same day, Chisaki removes his mask—and it’s so that Pops can see his ear-splitting grin.  
“She’s perfect.”  
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spacexseven · 1 year
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Could you do a Yandere Mori or Yandere Fyodor x reader, with an ability that makes them come back to life after being killed. They can die from old age but not by anything else. Maybe they witnessed a crime and had to be silenced but only for Mori or Fyodor to see the ability activate and them come back to life. Either one has never seen this before and it can be extremely useful.
this is so...this is interesting thank you :> i really like the idea of this ability ^^
cw: death, start of yandere themes
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fyodor hadn't thought much of it when he unleashed his ability onto you. you, as far as he was concerned, were just another nameless sacrifice in the pursuit of his ultimate goal, just another unimportant person whose fate lead them to die at his hands.
really, that should have been the end of it. fyodor would walk away and everything would continue as normal. your death made no difference to him, your life remained meaningless to him, and your face forgotten already. until a strange noise echoed in the empty alleyway behind him, and fyodor turned around to see an unbelievable sight.
you were standing in the same place he had just killed you, looking perfectly fine except for the blood splattered all over you.
it's only then he notices the defiant look on your face. it only lasts for a moment before you, with a natural ease that simultaneously intrigued and surprised him, pat down your shoulders, arms and legs, as though checking for something. seemingly satisfied, you spare him one last glance before staggering away.
fyodor feels something inside of him fill with a new, strange sensation. something between curiosity and fear; what was this unnatural phenomenon? an ability that defied god's law—how was he supposed to deal with that?
though seeing your retreating figure, fyodor thinks that you don't pose much of a threat, if at all. he wonders again, why he had to kill you. suddenly, his own reasons escape him, following your steps.
stranger than all of that is how you don't return to exact revenge. apart from that fleeting moment of anger, that glare directed right at him. he's curious about the logistics of your return from the dead, but more than that, he's curious about you. how does one walk away from the face of death?
in retrospect, there wasn't any fear in your eyes, though the scent of death was heavy on him, and his murderous intent was poorly veiled. were you already aware that you would not—could not—die, despite the corpses that littered the alleyway, and the merciless look in his eyes?
he glanced at the warm hued sky, and mulled over his options. the detective killer was waiting on his instructions; fyodor was supposed to meet that man at this time, but now, something far more valuable had crossed his path. something worth delaying his plans for.
when he stands beside you on the train platform, you barely spare him a glance. fyodor reaches out a hand, about to place it on your shoulder when you speak up for the first time.
"are you really about to do this here?" you glance around, then, with a sigh, "i'll forget about what i saw. nobody has to know."
"very clever," he remarks, "but i don't want you to forget."
out of the corner of his eye, fyodor notices your hand discreetly slip into your bag. he's anticipating your response, whether it be verbal or physical, but before you can reply, the train groans to a stop and the crowds flood out, taking you with them. fyodor is left standing on the empty platform, looking out on the tracks as he reflects on your words.
what a shame it was that you left when you did. he was looking forward to seeing that defiant glare again, but this would do well, for now. fyodor takes note of the list of stations, recalls the image of you, and decides to leave it at that. there would be other opportunities for him, other chances to find you. if not today, another day.
though he had a feeling that the fateful day would be coming very soon
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cut3blush · 1 year
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The House Wife
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Warrnings: smut
Authors note: Kai Chisaki has a face that you just wanna sit on
Chisaki loves having you as his cute little housewife. He buys you so many things like expensive jewelry, cute dresses, and shoes. And the most important thing is high-grade A quality cleaning supplies. Sometimes if he’s in a good mood and you finished all of your weekly chores he’ll take you out to a fancy dinner as a reward for all your hard work and good behavior. It was the rare occasion that Chisaki day off from “work”. But it was also the day you’d be the busiest due to the number of chores you had today.
So you wake up earlier than him to make him a big breakfast consisting of a well balanced meal. Chisaki woke up to the smell of coffee. After doing his morning routine he sees his precious wife wearing a swing dress fitting it on all the right places. Your neck is adorned with pearls and matching earrings. He pulls your waist your back pressed against his chest he pulls down his mask and kisses your neck. You hear the sound of the toast popping out of the toaster. You grab Chisaki’s hand and lead him to his chair and serve him his breakfast.
After the two of you finished your breakfast Chisaki tells you that he was going to read in his study for a bit while you do some chores you nod and watched your husband walk away. While Chisaki was reading you did a few chores like washed the dishes and dusted a few items around the house what you didn’t know was that Chisaki had tiny cameras installed all over the house.
That way he knows your safe and sound. He loves watching you prance around the house cleaning and how you sleep in his shirts when he’s away. Chisaki sat on his chair taking out his phone and opening the app where he can see the cameras. After flipping through them he found what he was looking for. His wife cleaning the windows her plush tits pressed against them.
Chisaki undos his belt and pulls down his zipper he takes out his member with precum dribbling on the slit. He wraps his hand around his prick his thumb rubbing the tip. His other hand fondling his heavy balls. He starts to rub up and down his length. He thinks you look so delicious with you all pressed on the glass. He starts to roughly pull on his cock while biting his lower lip. He just wants to press you more against that glass and slam right into your tiny pussy he doesn’t care if anyone sees he’s far into deep in his lustful desires.
Chisaki lets out a few breathy moans as he starts to stroke his cock faster. Until his cum splatters onto his short. After Chisaki falls from his high he cringes at the mess he made and changed his shirt and take a shower after he goes to find you. You scrub the floor instead of using a mop because the mop just won’t do but some good old fashion elbow grease will do the trick. You get on your hands and knees scrubbing the floor.
Chisaki sees you on your hands and knees ready for him. His once soft member starts to swell up again. He slowly gets behind you. He grabs your hips grinding on them. You turn back to see your husband. He starts kissing your neck. You tell Chisaki that you need to finish cleaning the floor. He starts lifting your dress seeing his favorite frilly panties. He slowly pulls them down your slick sticking to them. He rubs your plush lips as his other gloved hand gropes your tits. You start to grind on his finger. He tells you how much he’s been neglecting you and that he misses the way you feel around him. Chisaki flips you on your back he rips the buttons from your dress.
He unclips your bra squishing your tits together. He leans down to kiss you, your lipstick smearing all over as your tongues dance together. Your hand goes down to his pants you feel his hard cock. Chisaki looks at you and tells how pretty you look with your lipstick all smudged as his thumb cresses your cheek.
Chisaki pulls down his quickly undoes his belt and zipper he takes out his cock it’s standing up proudly. He pulls you on top of him. Your face looking right at his monstrous cock. He spreads your lips looking at the tiny hole. He lowers down his mask and his tongue enters your hole as his fingers grace your clit you take his cock in your mouth. He starts to move his hips upwards stuffing your mouth with his cock you quickly breathe with your nose. Chisaki pulls his head back letting out an airy moan.
He inserts two fingers inside of you. You stroke his cock vigorously sucking on his tip he holds your hips to his face as he tells you to cum together. Your juices squirt all over his face. While you try your best to drink the amount of milk he’s giving you. Chisaki slaps your ass telling you to be a good girl and to get on your hands and knees he orders you to keep cleaning the floor since you made a mess as he fucks you like the little slut that you are. He slams his hard cock inside you. You arch your back sloppily scrubbing the floor he pulls on your hair as he leans down and kisses you, your smudged lipstick on his lips.
Chisaki grabs your hips and digs his nails deeper into you. You arch your back as Chisaki feels you getting tighter around him. You try to keep scrubbing but your arms give out. Your upper half is now on the flood, as Chisaki grabs you by, the arms and you’re now chest to back with him as he starts to thrust upwards. He hits the golden spot inside of you you tell Chisaki to go harder. He jackhammers into that spot his hand slides down noticing the slight bulge in your tummy.
He keeps hitting it pressing his large hand against the bulge. You arch your back telling Chisaki that you’re going to cum. He tells you to wait for him after a few sloppy thrusts he feels you cream around him as he shoots his load inside of you. Chisaki pulls out cum dripping into the floor. He kisses you and tells you that he’ll help you finish up your chores and to clean up the mess.
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fantasydaydreamers · 1 year
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Not-So-Villainous Firsts
Summary: Dating a villain isn't easy, but experiencing those cute first moments with them makes it worth it. From first dates to first kisses...they'll make sure to make you feel special~
Word Count: 1,665
Warnings: None
Author's Note: I've had this in my drafts for a hot minute...I actually don't know why I never posted this. VILLAINS CAN BE SOFT AND CUTE TOO!
Shigaraki
Shigaraki came to your house in the evening with a bouquet of flowers, the hand on his face covering the obvious blush. Villian life kept him busy but he so desperately wanted to make more time for you and show you just how much he cared for you. It made him nervous, to ask you out on a date, but seeing your ecstatic smile made him deem it all worth it.
He had a crush on you for a while and building up the confidence to ask you out took the longest. Not like you made it easy for him. One day you would make flirty comments, and the next act like it never happened. You gave him multiple openings to take and he never followed through until now.
Since he is a villain, he thought long and hard about his options for date ideas. Broad daylight is inconvenient and just lacked common sense. 
But damn did he want it to be a special first date.
It wasn't until he was walking along a street one night, scoping out an empty building for potential future use when a scattered flyer hit him in the face. Almost turning it into ashes, the word 'carnival' caught his eye and a lightbulb went off in his head. 
"(Y/n)?" Shigaraki said your name quietly, sitting next to you on the couch.
"Hm?" You were currently rubbing moisturizer into his arms and hands, trying to help him fix his dry skin problem.
"Are you free this Friday?"
You glanced up and noticed he wasn't even looking at you, his voice wavering the tiniest bit. You bit back a smile that so desperately wanted to show. Finally. Finally! "Yes, I'm free."
"....Good. I'll be here to pick you up around six"
From there, Shigaraki made sure to send an anonymous note to the carnival threatening them to keep it open until late unless there would be no carnival in the morning. 
You don't know that though and you were oblivious to the paranoid workers that worked the rides until late into the night, their eyes constantly looking around.
"Ooh~ let's go up there!," you point up to the ferris wheel, dragging a shy Shigaraki along by his wrist.
The worker at the ferris wheel barely even looked at the two of you, Shigaraki being thankful that you were excited so it didn't raise suspicion.
The both of you settled in the two-seat carriage, you snuggling closer to Shigaraki as he gripped the bar securing you two in with four sweaty fingers.
"I had a really fun time tonight," you snuggle closer to Shigaraki as the ride started. 
"Y-yeah."
Shigaraki's voice was trembling and you wanted to 'awh' at how cute he sounded. The view of the carnival was coming into view as you two reached the top, the ride slowing to a stop as other people were getting off.
You turn towards Shigaraki with an eyebrow raised in expectation.
"D-don't do that, (Y/n)," he said, a blush covering his face cutely. "I can't handle it."
"Handle what?" You shyly respond, lowering your eyes as you meet his gaze.
Shigaraki inched closer, his eyes also lowering as you closed yours completely, waiting.
His face was bright red now, observing you for a second as you waited for him, unguarded with your eyes closed, completely trusting and open.
His heart pounded hard against his chest as he committed the sight to memory and closed the remaining distance.
Your first kiss with him was shared on top of the ferris wheel, a warm summer breeze washing over you two as your lips moved together.
The carnival ended up staying open all night.
Dabi
Dabi was a confident man when he asked you out, already knowing you had the hots for him but still, a part of him was nervous. He didn't date, obviously, mostly known for hooking up or one-night-stands whenever he felt like it. Dabi was busy helping the League and just never felt like he had the time or energy to put into a relationship.
Until you came along.
You were the first person that ever made him do a double-take and pique his interest. The way you had conversed with him like a normal human being instead of who he was made him highly suspicious at first. Why would he be blessed with an angel like you? He felt undeserving at first, making a mental note to not treat you like his past hook-ups because he knows a good one when he sees it.
He tells himself that, but something inside of him changed after meeting you. He felt softer and although that bothered him at first, you showed him a patience and kindness he never thought existed.
Dabi had walked you home one night and asked you if you were free the next night.
"No, I think I'm going to my side-dudes house. How about this weekend?" You turn to him in all seriousness, trying not to laugh at his dead-faced expression.
"Very funny. I'll be here at eight."
"Why so late?!" You ask his retreating back, whining even though your heart was racing.
"You'll see."
Dabi picked you up one night and took you out on the town. He brought you to small street areas filled with food vendors, people coming together to party with music blasting and laughter filling the air. It was a classic city boy move, but you didn't mind. He was a villain after all so he had to be careful not to be in daylight as much, so...this was the only thing he could think of.
You two had walked up to different stalls, trying different foods, and talked while walking through the city. It felt so comforting to be around him, considering he was one of the most wanted villains in the world.
"I honestly thought you were going to take me on one of your little schemes," you admit, drinking from your frozen strawberry lemonade.
Dabi side-eyed you while chewing on some teriyaki chicken. "Why would I get you involved in that? I don't want you to get hurt."
Your chest warmed and you smiled, bumping into his shoulder playfully. "I'm a tough girl! I think I can handle a bit of danger." Puffing out your chest, you purse your lips proudly.
The next thing you knew, Dabi was pulling you into an alley.
"Oh? Can you?"
His words were huskier as he had moved close in your space, starring you down. His blue irises were mesmerizing, pulling you into his gravitational pull. You didn't even realize you were leaning in, failing to notice the small teasing smirk on his lips. Dabi shuffled back a bit and that's what broke you out of your trace. Embarrassment flooded your face, as you also pulled back, flattening out against the wall.
Adverting your gaze, you try to walk away until his arm comes up, hand pressing against the wall as he blocks your exit.
"You didn't answer my question."
Reluctantly, you turn back to him, still seeing that annoying taunting smirk.
"Apparently not you assh-"
Your first kiss with him was shared in an alleyway with blue, pink, and purple neon lights illuminating you two. Although you gave him a bit of attitude, it was nothing he couldn't handle, and most of the time you gave off such a sweet and innocent vibe. Your innocent eyes gazed into his completely trusting and unguarded which just...did something to him.
The kiss was gentle and breathtaking. When his lips met yours, the sound of laughing party-goers passing by the alley entrance and one of the neon signs flickering would stay vividly in your memories.
"Wow..." He had breathed out unknowingly. Your innocence and trust captured his heart that night. From his experience, he developed the pet name "dollface" because of your innocence.
Overhaul
He was never a sociable person so when he even remotely started feeling something for you, he hated it. 
It took him a while to warm up to the idea of being in a relationship, but once he did, he turned into the softest man ever.
Chisaki had taken you star-gazing. Same as the other villains, he had wanted to keep a low profile, for your safety and his. He had taken you to the outskirts of the city where the lights wouldn't impact your view of the stars and he had even packed a little picnic and blankets. This surprised you greatly because...a secret romantic? Chisaki?
It happened to get chilly tonight and you had only worn a t-shirt, and as cliché as it was, Chisaki was taking off his leather jacket for you to wear. A slight blush appeared on his face when you put his jacket on, snuggling closer to him while gazing up at the stars.
He was watching you more than the sky.
"Oh look!" You pointed to the sky. "A shooting star!" You gasp as you watch it travel across the sky.
"Mhm.." Chisaki mumbled still staring at you.
Your eyes were so wide and filled with wonder he swore he saw the shooting star reflect in your eyes. "What did you wish for?" You had asked excitedly, turning to him only to see he was already staring at you intently.
He slightly blushed again because he got caught. If you ever dared to bring it up, he would deny it and say it was dark and that you're an idiot while blushing AGAIN and turning away "So?" You had asked again, deciding to not call him out on how cute he was being.
"What?" He asked still staring at you but now on your lips.
"I said what did you wi-" You were cut off by a pair of lips against your own. Giving in to the kiss, you leaned into him. It was soft and gentle like Chiskai was scared to do any more than that.
Unbeknownst to both of you, another shooting star flew by.
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eggtartz · 7 months
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✧ 4th October ✧
Overhaul // Hygiene Comes First (f! quirkless reader)
kinktober masterlist
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warnings : manipulation, mention of abuse, usage of sanitizer as lubricant, hints of breeding kink if you squint, a tinge of stockholm syndrome
it was undeniable at how you were kai's favourite, given that you are quirkless that he views you as pure and isn't plagued by the sickness of these so-called quirks. given on your condition, once you were at a legal you were outcasted by your own family. by society but not him. not kai.
instead he sees you as a perfect pair for him, a bride and a wife fitting oh so perfectly by his side. it was too easy taking you away from the streets, not a single hero patrolling are when his members took you forcefully. though, he was impressed. when you arrived you were smeared with blood which was obviously not yours. he smirked behind his mask, deeming himself as incredibly lucky. "sit down, little one" he said as his members left, leaving him sitting on a couch while spreading his legs. "what do you want from me? I don't have anything valuable!" you sniffled, wrists restrained against the cuffs.
He stood and closed the distance between the two of you while slowly removing his mask and revealing his face that even the shie hassaikai rarely sees "i see you as valuable" he said in one breath "you are someone that im interested in "he pulled your hand, his gloved hands caressing yours "you might be abandoned by everyone but not me" you looked up "h- huh?"
"im asking if you would like to stay with me darling," he said almost sweetly, manipulation seeping into your vulnerable state and letting you ponder as your senses started to get cloudy. your hand started to shake with weakness "but.. why me? a quirkless person?" tears started to swell as he took your chin in hand, thumb caressing gently. "that's why. it's because youre not tainted, sweet heart. you're special" he whispered and you flinched at his warm his words affecting your heart even your soul. he smiled gently
"do you agree, y/n? i promise, you'll never have to suffer again" he coaxed you, even allowing himself to hug you despite the filth clinging to your body.
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it was nice of kai to bathe you, occasionally squeezing your body too endearingly and too affectionately making you shudder. it felt odd when you were finally naked on the bed as kai spread your whole body with lotion with a vanilla fragrance. "you want this, right?" he asked again, hands dangerously around your crotch as he squirted more lotion into his hand
"y-yeah.. I don't know how to.. do it though" you managed to said in a squeak as he smiled "no worries, just lay down and relax yeah?" you nodded as he reached for the sanitizer on the nightstand. he might've scrubbed your body clean with antibacterial soap but your insides haven't. he needs more than soap in order to penetrate you properly.
"h-huh?" you looked down when he cocked the head of sanitizer at your cunt but shushes you. he pumped the sanitizer inside, the cold substance making you jump as it felt foreign (also considering you're a virgin) "need to make sure you're clean, sweetheart" he smiled and pushed two fingers inside, sanitizer as lube. you whimpered, as he pumped more sanitizer and added a third finger. he pushed them slowly inside and outside as you blinked away the tears. "t-too much!" you yelped
"you can do it, it's okay" he cooed, gloved hands went to squeeze your breast. you tried your best not to writhe but he eventually stopped. you saw how he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock from his boxers. "h-hah.." you panted, salivating at the curve of his tip which was leaking with precum.
"I need to clean you, darling. inside and out" he said, rubbing his cock while pumping sanitizer as lubricant. you hissed, the sanitizer becoming colder as it was exposed to the wind. kai made sure to pumped excessively so it'll fit just right I to pussy and he pushed. you groaned and bit your fist as kai's eyes rolled to the back of his skull. it was such a contrast on how cold the sanitizer felt but how warm your pussy was.
it fitted like a glove, just right and perfect. he gently held your hips and did one thrust before pumping one more of sanitizer before the bottle ran out so he threw it on the floor. he held your hand and thrusted slowly, making you mewl in pain as blood appeared on his cock and popped your cherry. he bit his gloves off and slowly flicked your clit making you see stars. "o-oh.." your eyes were wide as your breath was stolen, the feeling of your most sensitive bud getting toyed around was enough to send you over the edge.
"did my love just came? filthy girl, I need to seriously clean you now" he frowned although you can hear a hint of amusement in his tone. he started to pick up the pace, the sanitizer as lube drying up as he pounded into you. your back arched from the bed as you moaned "mmh!"
"that's a good girl, be my wife hm?" he mumbled againts your ear as he grunted, pressing his body on yours. your hands flail around as you find something to hold on, scratching his back "need! to- a-ah!" you moaned, squeezing your eyes tight as he pounded deeply into you. he straighten his body and stilled as he came inside you with a groan.
"take it.. take it and be the mother of children.. my perfect wife.." you panted as your body went limp, kai sat up abd observed your glossy pussy with oozing cum
"you're all clean now."
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yanderemommabean · 2 years
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imagine worshipper yandere overhaul obsessing over you and thinking you're a goddess, divine and pure in every way and worshipping you and doing w/e you want sorry if this is weird or out of the blue but i have FEELINGS
The gloved hands run over your calves as he lays you down on the fresh mattress. You’re ethereal, even when unconscious and unaware, precious and inviting. He could be a predator, ready to take a bite of you between his viscous teeth, and you’d be none the wiser. 
So perfect. Untainted, yet so easy for the vile and filthy to get a hold of. He’s lucky to have found you, to be blessed by whatever rules these wretched planes and bring you where you belong-His home. 
Kai was by no means a saint, his gloved hands covered in blood and sin since the day his heart started pounding. But you? With your gentle touch, brilliant eyes, and ways to melt the coldest of hearts, he’d happily repent. He’d slaughter all of the city in just a snap if you asked, no hesitation. 
Ah, but his plans and devotion to you can’t be explained when you’re resting, now can they? As much as he adores watching you rest, he needs to awaken you, bring you back to him so you can see that your knight has come to rescue you. 
“Oh, my sweet divine creature” he purrs, massaging your calves as he gently spreads your legs apart. “Come back to me, cleanse my heart with the sight of your vibrant eyes”. He shudders when the skin of your ankle brushes against his wrist, so warm and soft. He debates removing his gloves entirely, but shakes the thought quickly. 
He has to secure you first and foremost, then he can see if you’ll bless him with touch and maybe even taste. Oh to have you on his tongue, allowing him to drink you in, drown in your euphoric essence, it’s enough to make the usually composed man salivate. 
You rouse slowly, eyebrows pinching when you feel cold metal clasp around your ankles and secure them. You twist, straining your arms that were placed behind your back, sensing that they were bound as well. Terrified eyes meet obsessive, sinister ones as you snap awake to see what in the world was going on, and if you had any hope of escape. 
The minute you saw who was holding you captive, you knew that chance was slim to none. 
Overhaul-one of if not THE most dangerous villains, has you tied down and vulnerable, and from what you can gather, is about to take you apart for god knows what. You swallow nervously, knowing begging wouldn’t make the monster change his mind. This is a fate hard to swallow, but you have to accept it. No matter how hard you fight, there is no escaping him. 
Others would possibly have a fighting chance, but you had no defense. You were quirkless, it’s as laughable of an escape as a kitten trying to be menacing. 
“Oh, there we are” he cooed, pressing his now unmasked face into the palm of his hand as he stared at you. “I must say, you look so tempting like this, so easy to devour and consume…But I won’t subject you to my hunger so early. However-” he drops his hand down, squeezing the meat of your legs as you wince “I must inform you on just how close I am to abandoning that idea. You’ve no idea what you do to me. How I’m completely and blissfully consumed by you and your presence. To have continued to control my urges thus far is nothing short of a miracle”. 
You’re confused, tensing up even more at the idea that Overhaul might just be a cannibal who gets off on tormenting his prey. “P-Please! Please don’t eat me! I-I don’t know what I did to make you angry but I’m sorry!” you abruptly plead, arms twisting again in the bindings behind your back, causing your hips to raise off of the bedding. 
In an effort to get away from the man, you’ve only managed to tease the beast even more, his mouth watering as he watched you writhe and beg. Oh the fantasies he could have with those noises alone. 
But this isn’t a fantasy anymore. This is finally his chance to show you how devoted he is, how he worships you and wants you to make him your favorite disciple. He gently pushes your hips back down, not wanting his beloved to stress and wear out as he explained his intentions, soothing your trembling legs with small circles as he crawled between them. 
“You could never anger me. Those varmints and flea ridden filth who come near you however…Heh they face my wrath. They hear the gospel I spew for you as I take them apart piece by piece, and by the time I’m done..they’re a brand new person, with the correct way of thinking”. 
Wait- did he mean he brainwashed them through torture? Or that he physically rearranged their minds? Either one was awful, and for whatever reason the psycho decided to do those heinous acts in YOUR name. It was too much to process, your mind racing as the man continues to fondle and touch you, hands still covered. 
“W-What are you talking about? What do you want from me?!” you yell out, coaxing an amused chuckle from him. Kai pulls his hands away reluctantly, making a show as he pulled off his gloves, his eyes half lidded as he looked down at you. “I want you to let me serve you. Let me bring you past the peaks of bliss you’ve become used to, and ascend you even further.” 
He shudders at the warmth underneath his fingertips, slowly dragging his touch over your skin as he removes what little clothing you had left, leaving you bare and under his depraved gaze. “Let me worship you…let my body be a tool for you to use, to bring you beyond bliss, I’ll do whatever it is you wish me to do”. 
You highly doubt that last part, but push that sarcasm to the back of your mind as humiliation takes over, your eyes clenching shut as your cheeks burn and tears form. “Please, you don’t have to do this! Just let me go!” you brokenly sob, shaking as he leans down to cup your face. “Oh, beloved…I’ve done that for too long. I’ve let you go without the proper treatment, I’ve let you go on long enough without your gospel and light being spread…I’m afraid I cannot continue those atrocities”. 
A pathetic cry leaves your lips as he kisses you, moaning into your mouth and pressing the back of your head to keep you still. His kiss was starved, demanding. Like he had finally been given the permission to eat a feast he had been denied for too long. 
And feast he did. Your mouth was so sweet, so pliant as you sobbed into him, fighting and wriggling as he drank in his fill. But he was a being born of greed and sin, and soon the lustful kisses weren’t enough. He hisses with clenched teeth as he pulls away, grinding his growing tent against your uncovered sex. “Oh, my sweet, yes! You taste even more delectable than I could ever have imagined!” he exclaimed breathlessly. He looks down to watch his cock leak and leave a wet patch on his pants, grinding the both of your sexes together. 
“Even clothed, you feel euphoric. I cannot wait to be blessed by all of your essence, to be dripping in it as you lay beneath me” he chuckled as he caught his breath, his cheeks tinted pink as he grinds just a bit harder and elicits a moan from you. 
“That’s it. Moan for me, my savior. Sing to me your holy melodies as I worship every inch of your skin” Kai praises, his fingers snaking down to slowly stroke you up and down, covering them in the slick substance as he grinned. 
Oh this evening will be the start of many love and lust filled ones. Kai wants to suckle on his fingers as they get drenched, but teasing you and making you drip is just as delicious. “I’m going to treat you the way you should have been treated all along. Just lay back, and let your servant serve you”. 
(Hey! I hope you enjoyed! Tell me what you think PLEASE-Mommabean )
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blakeswritingimagines · 8 months
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Aizawa: Dancing with you is a very intimate experience. It allows him to get close to someone and enjoy the rhythm of your movements. It's a time to share trust and let go of whatever he's feeling at the moment. The steps and movements of dance form a language that allows you to communicate with each other. It's a feeling of unity when he can move in sync with his partner and feel connected to you through the music.
All Might: Dancing with his partner is a beautiful and indescribable feeling. The joy and excitement of being in step with each other, gliding across the floor like one entity, and expressing yourselves together through movement and music, is something that can't be put into words. It is an expression of pure unity and harmony and one of the most exhilarating and fulfilling experiences one can have.
Endeavor: Dancing with you can be described as a game of cat and mouse. Every movement and every gesture must be calculated to maximize your chances of victory. Every step forward must be matched by an equal and opposite step back, as a dance requires two to tango. This level of coordination can only be achieved when your movements become so in sync that you can predict each other's actions before they come to pass.
Hawks: Dancing around with you is so much fun to him. It's like a dream come true when you're on a dance floor together. He gets to let loose and really take in the moment. The music is amazing and it's just the two of both you. He really wishes everyone could feel what he feels when he's dancing with you.
Shigaraki: Dancing with you is a very interesting experience. It can be a bit awkward at times, as you are often very close together and must synchronize your moves. However, there is a sense of thrill and excitement that comes from it. The sensation of moving in unison with another person can be a very powerful and enjoyable experience. Overall, dancing with you can be a beautiful and joyful experience, as you share a sense of solidarity and understanding.
Dabi: Dancing with you is like moving in step with a divine being. Every movement is coordinated and every moment feels like he is one with you. It is as though your souls are intertwined. He feels the weight of your hand in his and every touch is like a moment of pure bliss. When your eyes meet, your energy sparks a flame that lights the dance floor. It is a most sublime and magical experience that makes his heart beat like thunder at such foreign tenderness.
Twice: Dancing alongside somebody else can be quite enjoyable. Especially when it is somebody that you are close to. It may be difficult to stay in sync while doing so, but the feeling of togetherness that is produced by dancing with someone is quite exhilarating. The movements that you are performing and the feelings that you are experiencing can make for an unforgettable experience.
Overhaul: He does not "dance." Dancing involves unnecessary movements in a useless manner. He is only guided by practicality and efficiency; dancing does not contribute to either of those. His actions are guided by you and him, working together in unison to complete your objective. Dancing is superfluous and is not conducive to the ultimate goal or to progress in any capacity.
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