#hari kurono mha

[vexinghearts]

Shie Hissakai! Koharu AU

Family photo /hj

I have an AU where Koharu is part of the Shie Hissakai ( no she doesn't get with Overhaul or Chrono )

But she gets along well with Eri, being the main caretaker.

[heronoegg]

yall aren't ready for my shie hassaikai AU where the League actually is in alliance with them but also Lady Nagant is there but also Hawks joins and Tokoyami is with him so he joins too cause @ssxdz2 keeps talking about Hawks and Tokoyami

[orb-weaving]

Resuscitation

[luxthestrange]

BNHA Incorrect quotes#35 Imma beautiful butterfly-

You wanted to be liked so much by Taishiro so you know truly...aside from getting his heart you needed to be liked by "his kids"...so taking time to prove yourself you mean him no harm and just want their approval you had a day planned of games, junk food and taking them places they hyper fixate-

Villain!Y/n*Smiles seeing Tamaki finally opening up to you when you took the boys to Ryugujo butterfly garden, laughing at seeing Kirishima's hair attracting butterflies a lot and Tamaki fanboying them seeing species he hasn't seen* Hehe~

Villain!Y/n*Sits down in on the far away benches to rest when*...

Chronostasis: Mx L/n this is your last chance to join us, The LoV is working alongside us, and Kai will not-

Dave*Came in to check on you and the kids to take you to the all-you-can-eat buffet and spots*....

Hari Kurono was in a small crater his body covered in wounds...pants ripped exposing his butt, and...he saw something off in the bushes in blood...that was finger shaped...but was bigger....than a finger

Dave"Welp guess he ain't having kids..."*Not impressed but still curious* ...What happens to him?

Villain!Y/n*Absently sending pictures to Taishiro of Kiri and Tamaki surrounded by butterflies*

He died

Dave*Hums snaps fingers and ... lackeys take care of the body to send him back to Overhaul*Well the car is ready call your kids

Part 6 of:

[number1villainstan]

Chisaki: I wish I could build a giant maze in a parking garage or perhaps an abandoned factory and put you in it and watch you solve various puzzles in order to receive peanuts and seeds Kurono: what

[schlechtenhunde]

POV: Rappa was tricked into allowing Overhaul's "angel" and their two friends (who are also Kurono and Rappa's "partners") to escape, but he managed to catch all three just in time before Overhaul realized.

[electricbathsalt]

what would your ideal Overhaul conclusion look like? Your word is fact to me

Hello!! I have a few different ideas for what an “ideal conclusion” could look like, so I suppose I’ll just supply which one I like most, bc I am nothing if not self-indulgent. Also, you put too much power in my hands lol :3

First and foremost: He would get prosthetics. No matter what the situation or plan, he’d be provided with prosthetics.

I’d retain him not meeting with Eri, because Eri does not want to see him. She isn’t ready. It won’t help anyone at this point in time for the two to see each-other again.

Pops is alive, although he and Chisaki have not met again face-to-face. Chisaki still apologized via letter, since that’s all they allowed him. They prohibited Pops from contacting Chisaki, because they don’t think it’s a good idea for now.

He faces consequences, but they are not simply “you’re going back into solitary confinement to rot for the rest of your days”. That’s quite a waste. In my world, there’d be facilities made that are what prisons are actually supposed to be—a rehabilitation center. There’d be strict regulations/schedules, limited freedom, rules on socializing, and monitoring (when outside your room, which is equipped with a bed, table, kitchen, and bathroom), but you also get genuine help in ways such as therapy, and you’re treated with actual humanity. The LOV and some of the Shie Hassaikai would be in one. Their prison sentences include community service, which is typically the only time they spend off facility grounds. I’d want Chisaki to be working in a hospital as part of his community service, although he doesn’t work directly with any civilian patients (yet).

But that’s all to be explained outside the actual scene. As for what the actual scene would theoretically look like…

We find out Chisaki’s working in a hospital as his community service via Midoriya coming to visit him. Chisaki is shown with prosthetics, clean-shaven, and doing genuine work. They have a not-friendly-but-not-hostile conversation where it’s basically Midoriya explaining that he wanted to see what Chisaki was up to, and saying that, despite everything, he wishes the best for Chisaki and hopes that he stays on the right path. That he hopes that one day, Chisaki will learn how to sincerely apologize to Eri, because he’ll understand what he put her through; because he’ll also understand what he himself went through, too. This is when it’s confirmed Chisaki had been experimented on in Garaki/AFO’s orphanage via flashbacks. In these flashbacks, it’s also shown that a lot of the things Chisaki said during the Hassaikai arc were, in fact, taken from things that’d been said to him. It’s shown that Chisaki had sacrificed things multiple times as a child in order to protect others. He always got hurt and betrayed. It was not his tenth act of kindness that had freed him, but his first act of apathy. It’s also shown how anytime Chisaki did anything Pops didn’t want him to, or ‘wrong’, Pops’ only response was to punish him (a lot of the things Pops punished him for as a kid were neurodivergent behaviors).

Midoriya smiles at Chisaki, which mildly surprises him and breaks him out of the flashbacks. “Do you hate me?” Chisaki would ask, impassive. “Do you hate me?” Midoriya would retort.

Midoriya would bring up wanting to help everyone he can, wanting to inspire others to help those next to them. He asks Chisaki if he wants to see Kurono again. “Is this blackmail, a threat, or leverage?” Chisaki would ask. “Is ‘none of the above’ an option?” Midoriya would say with a wobbly smile. Kurono then enters the room. Both Chisaki and Kurono’s eyes widen as they see each-other. A pause.

Then, “Your hair is longer,” Kurono would say. “Your hair is shorter,” Chisaki would say. Kurono hesitantly smiles as he steps as close to Chisaki as he can without touching him, always so aware of Chisaki’s wants and boundaries. “How are you? How’ve they been treating you?” Kurono would quietly ask with his signature note of protectiveness. Chisaki’s eyes gloss. He pulls Kurono into a hug, Kurono yelping in surprise, and Chisaki’s skin breaks out in hives. He buries his face in Kurono’s shoulder. “I’m sorry,” Chisaki would sob into Kurono’s shirt. Kurono wraps his arms around Chisaki, smile returning even softer than it was before. “It’s okay,” Kurono would whisper.

After a moment, Kurono lightly pushes Chisaki back by the shoulders. “We really messed up, didn’t we?” Kurono would tearily laugh. Chisaki deeply frowns. “I messed up,” he would argue. “Yeah, okay,” Kurono would say, raising a brow, “Like when we accidentally poisoned our classmate.”

Chisaki’s frown somehow deepens even more. “That is not the same,” he’d adamantly say, voice cracking, and Kurono bursts out laughing while still crying. Then, that panel switches to one of the two of them as young teens; Chisaki had been indignant and ranting about something while Kurono had just laughed.

Midoriya watches the two, shakily smiling while tearing up himself. Then, he catches sight of something that makes his eyes widen and jaw go slack.

Chisaki’s smiling. Something nearly unnoticeably small and unbelievably hesitant, but there on quivering lips. Genuine and real.

Or something like that? It might be wishful thinking/unrealistic, but I really want Chisaki to smile. I also tried to make it kinda summarized bc I don’t want it to be unrealistically long, although I’m pretty sure it still is unrealistically long for a conclusion of a side character that nobody cares about lmao. Or, two side characters nobody cares about lol. I’m just saying I would’ve eaten up a Kurono/Chisaki reunion

[fanofflames]

Kurono should’ve scolded you more…

I hate this line from Pops, it shifts the blame for Chisaki's own actions onto Kurono—yes, Kurono should have said or done something to stop Chisaki—but he literally watched Chisaki put you, Pops, in a coma.

Kurono saw firsthand what Chisaki was capable of... how he would overhaul his own men for basic mistakes... The other Shie Hassaikai members were terrified of Kai, they'd rather fight the heroes than deal with Overhaul directly... they didn't think Kai could be defeated. There's a chance Kurono felt just as terrified.

Kurono even mentions that Chisaki is determined in his plan and would use anyone or anything to get his way. If Kurono became an obstacle, I think Chisaki would have easily overhauled him as well. Kurono does admit to Kai, early on, he doesn't think his plan is realistic either. It sounds like a passive attempt to persuade Kai to stop at best, without upsetting him.

Kurono willingly aided in Overhaul's plan, but again, what action could Kurono have taken against it? He witnessed Kai harming his own father-figure for trying to stop him and knew Overhaul's capabilities firsthand. In the end, Kurono could have realized he was in too deep and doubled down on Kai's plan. —and, Pops also had several opportunities to stop Chisaki early on, he knew Chisaki was obsessed over this plan involving Eri... shouldn't that be concerning in itself? Why didn't Pops remove Eri from Chisaki? Place her in someone else's care or keep an eye on her? Redirect Kai with another idea or try to get Kai to visit a psychologist?

Out of everyone that could have stopped Chisaki from becoming Overhaul, it would have been you, Pops. Not Kurono. Kai wanted to bring honor back to the Hassaikai to repay you.

[melancholymegumi]

melody's current thoughts . . . 💭

being overhaul’s special test subject ♡ but, you've accepted your phase and had become more comfortable around them— bratty even.

content warnings ; little space , bratty reader , hari is your main caretaker , Kai experiments on you , diapers/pull-ups, piss , they put you and treat you like a baby in the car , you wet yourself on the carseat and Kai degrades you for it, reader is an iPad kid. nothing smutty just fluff ):< (ew)

Hari was always the one who carries you, bathed you and buy you pretty toys! If, you've been good of course. He's also the one to let you hold plushies while getting absolutely tormented by Kai — Kai's against it, but let it slide as long as it doesn't interfere with the experiment.

I've always thought about this too— going somewhere far for a work trip with Kai and Hari, them forcing you to come along just to make sure you don't run away, they know you won't , but a precaution is needed.

Of course for the 5 hour long ride Hari had to put you pull-ups , maybe the ones with the pretty patterns if you're lucky. Kai also doesn't wanna admit it, but even if he's the “cleanest” he's still the dirtiest out of everyone. Forcing Hari to feed you more water and telling him to ignore you everytime you said you needed to go, soon making you wet yourself and degrades you for it. “I told you to be fucking patient and you couldn't even wait? I thought you said you were a big girl, maybe not. You're just a useless mutt who doesn't know how to follow orders and just wants to be pampered all day aren't you? Now poor Hari has to clean up your mess. Don't you feel guilty? Do we need to potty train you again?” and you're just sitting there crying , I mean how could you not? He was so mean for no reason! He was the one that ignored you.

Also, getting gifts for being good (2) !! It's nothing that you ever asks for though, you could be asking for a novel and he'll bring you back a dollhouse. After all , aren't you too little for that? Can you even read?

Hari also feeds you food. All of them are soft foods – and disgustingly healthy too. Porridge , oats , mushed up carrots even. Sometimes you get the good stuff— carbonara spaghetti (that he cuts into bite size pieces) , pancakes (with blue berries and less sugar syrup) all the good stuff. Snacks are a different story. You're only allowed to snack about 2-4 times a day, 5 if you're lucky. The snacks are always pretzels , baby carrots , veggie straws and apple sauce. All of the food that's mainly for toddlers.

If he feels nice, you could play on his iPad! Of course, Hari’s watching you if he's not there— only watching the shows he allows you to watch, and games that he approves of. The iPad had parental control too, which was always annoying. Don't let getting an iPad thru your head though— if you refuses to sleep without it, you'll be forced to sleep with a few melatonin gummies and the experiments will be done without any meds to take the pain away ♡

[itz-rae]

is Kai Chisaki incapable of love?

platonic and romantic

(Ik I'm probably not the first person to point this out but whatever)

One of the most important people to Chisaki is the Boss who he clearly sees as a father figure though because studio bones fucking sucks they cut a lot of there interactions out of the anima

The Boss is one of the only people we see him show care or empathy towards

although as soon as the Boss goes against him with what he was planning on doing to Eri, Overhaul put him in a coma

But it's clear this comes from Kai wanting to make him proud it is still an incredibly fucked up way to do it

But I don't believe it's entirely Kai's fault I believe it's part of his quirk instincts (ie like how Himiko Toga's need to drink blood and La Brava loving people more intensely) make Chisaki more controlling

I mean, it's not outright stated, but come on, he can manipulate matter with his bear hands it's not a stretch to say part of the reason he's such a control freak is because of that

Which brings me to his relationship with Chronostasis, the only other person he cares about

We know Hari is one of his childhood friends though we don't know much else but he is Kai's right hand man and one of the only people we see Overhaul consistently trusts with Eri and his plan for the Shie Hassaikai

And even during the raid, we see Kai going out of his way to heal Hari while he eminently fused with Nemoto (probably killing him if Eri didn't rewind them) as soon as he wasn’t able to fight anymore

The big difference being that Chronostasis never disagreed with Kai to the extent Hari was more loyal to Chisaki than the actual Shie Hassaikai

While the Boss definitely loved his adopted son he wasn’t okay with his plan (understandable) and was worried about the path Kai was going down but in the end he was too late and didn't give him the help he needed

In conclusion, Chisaki is definitely capable of loving and caring for someone, though he'd definitely be controlling about it and do what he'd think is best in the long run

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

wisteria with hari kurono please?? 🤍

cw: Yandere Themes, Religious Imagery, Sacrilegious Themes, Hints of Kidnapping, Use of Drugs / Sedatives, Graphic Imagery, Hinted Stalking, Unhealthy Relationships, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Themes Not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Gender-Neutral Reader. Read at your own discretion! 18+ Only!

author's note: Thanks for this request! I really like Kurono. This was fun to write. It was definitely a prompt that made me think! REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN—READ TAGS! This was a prompt from "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" and can be found here . I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

PROMPT: Wisteria (Long Life, Immortality): "Tell me I'm your God/Goddess and I'll grant you a slice of Heaven."

word count: Approximately 1.2k.

You’re stumbling.

The floors seem to warble, they rush around in strange angles, a flock of birds scattered and frantic, and your arms swipe out for any sort of way to grasp those wings and whisk away too. Tears are streaming down your face, or maybe that’s blood, but you feel like you’re looking into a fishbowl and its fins tickle your cheeks and you wonder if you’re even crying. A stack of books open, their pages fluttering, and you wonder when the epilogue will draw to a close. You think you can see your life on each page, but they’re too fast and you can’t help but feel like you’re hallucinating even being alive.

Footsteps, is that what that is? There are claps of something plastic against the floor, into the darkness, reverberating, and you know that air recycles around you but you’re not gasping it in. Someone is walking behind you, a car tailgating, headlights on bright, blinding, and you can feel that they’re getting closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and

“There’s no point in running.”

A line slices between your brows, splitting the seam of your face, the cawing of a raven. You want to glance around, you do, and you feel like your landline’s been snipped. No tone, no message after the beep. You hope the voice won’t speak again, its odd tenor lilting into bass. Perhaps that saxophone has a blistered reed, and if you focus on the elongating hallways, you’ll be able to hear the trumpets on the horizon, that peachy swan. You know that voice. It’s terrifying, and that reed splinters more and more.

“I’ve hit you with the hour hand, so you’re not getting very far anyway. I’m surprised you’ve been able to get to this point.”

Is it because you’re lucky? Or has he been methodically stalking behind you, watching you trip over your own two left feet, watching your arms flail pathetically, watching you gag, watching you beg with wordless pleas? You know he has. Why are you even asking yourself these rhetorical questions? Maybe because you’re hoping some sort of ethos will nibble on the crux of your jaw, will whisper sweet nothings to comfort you, to tell you that this isn’t as bad as it will be. How long will this last? It’s like mushrooms are pooling into your veins, on a slingshot that keeps tensing backwards, and you’re rocking roughly gentle, and you think that there are hums dragging your body down below the current. If psychedelics steer your body into the ground, will those arrows shoot forward again, cottonmouths, vipers, rattles, and snatch you up?

“This is my fault, I’ll admit that. I should have put a chain on you, but I guess I miscalculated the exact dosage of the sedative. Maybe I don’t have your accurate body weight? Height? I’ve looked at the most recent doctor’s papers, but it has been a while since your last visit. My bad.”

Does he know what your endocrine system looks like too? Does he know each neuron, each axon, each hormone, each receptor, each cell, each threshold? Does he know the inner mechanisms of your subcortical structures? Hindbrain? Does he know how your hypothalamus works specifically? Can he target your front lobe? Parietal? Temporal? Occipital? Even your fucking cerebellum? Has he figured out their coding? Has he found a way to alter all of their functions until the floor swallows you and he can pull you by your ankles back into that desolate white room?

Who even is this man?

“I didn’t want to resort to this, of course. It just kind of happened. If you wouldn’t have run away, you wouldn’t be so… like this.”

How can he be so formal? So fake? Your head is spinning in ways that don’t comprehend reality. There shouldn’t be a way for your ankles to twist upwards, shouldn’t be a way for your downcast eyes to cross backwards and forwards, shouldn’t be a way for your heart to shred into two before reforming into loops. You just want a name—you just want a name.

“Hurting you wasn’t a priority. I wanted more than this. I wanted it to be easy, but you’re making it kind of difficult. But I’m sure you can already tell that.”

Just keep going, even if the slick underneath the soles of your feet, the jelly and jams of snails, trails behind you like vomit and spittle and slows you down. You can do this, you can get out of here. The darkness doesn’t want to swallow you, doesn’t want its throat to constrict around your shuddering frame, the refocusing of a camera lens, the click, the growling technology.

“Sigh. Listen, listen to me genuinely. You don’t have to be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you… again.”

The jelly turns into gum, turns into plasters that rip off your follicles, peel at your skin, residue on a windshield. It’s getting harder to breathe, but maybe that’s the extra poison he stabbed into you whenever you slipped underneath his legs. You shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have hit your knees to the floor and crawled, shouldn’t have barreled, back slamming against the ground, rattling your skull, just to escape him. That needle was sharp, that arrow was sharp.

“All I want is for this to be perfect. Tell me I’m your God and I’ll grant you a slice of Heaven.”

Insane, he’s so insane. He can’t be there in the head. Whatever verses, whatever psalms, whatever dead sea scrolls, whatever avesta, whatever sacred texts he’s built this foundation upon are just words on a page. Maybe it’s what he wants, maybe there’s a reason, maybe that’s why your knees wobble and give out. That’s why the balls of your palms ache whenever your nails clatter to the floor.

There are worms wriggling around the edges of your vision, dancing, singing, laughing, rejoicing, hallelujah, hallelujah. And you can’t focus on the sound of his approaching footsteps, the drumbeats, the way your ears hear whistles and bells, the way the floor grows hotter and hotter, melting oil and broiling lakes, and you feel like those cloudy acres shift into burning flames. He’s almost here, imminent domain.

“Will you love me like I ask?”

You can’t respond, the words are glue and bondage taped around your throbbing tongue. Maybe you were never crying, maybe that’s why drool is seeping from your ducts, maybe the romans were right. There’s a tourniquet in your body that loses its threads, and your side collapses, the puzzle pieces of the tiles filled with hymns and sins.

He stops. Your eyes are blurry whenever you slowly turn your head. Those lava gray locks are snakes swaying in the wind, those piercingly cold eyes. There’s a memory in your head, a face behind fencing, something tucked away, a name, a person, recognition. But that won’t save you now.

“Because, you know, it’s not like you have much of a choice.”

[badcaninecemetery]

if it wasn't for this, i wouldn't have made it through—btw, be sure to grab your student rooster.

[heronoegg]

show me your blood

[orb-weaving]

More fantasy AU things, this time featuring Shie Hassaikai members because I've been on something of a kick.

[mha-ship-of-the-day]

The Ship of the Day is:

Kai Chisaki (Overhaul) x Hari Kurono (Chronostasis)

[number1villainstan]

Chisaki: Okay, we're doing well, now that Shigaraki has access to AFO's funds and he's sharing with us we can do all of those little repairs and upgrades and pay raises we've been putting off because we're no longer fucking broke aaaaaaaaand there are googly eyes everywhere. i should have seen that coming Chisaki: KURONO! Kurono, coming into the room: Yeah? Chisaki: Why are there googly eyes everywhere. Kurono: Kurono: No reason