#rappa x y/n

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Reader. Wearing. Rappa's. Hat. I don't care how I just want that hat on reader's head

(H:SR) S/O wearing Rappa's hat

The TF2 player in me wants EVERY hat in this game

S/O adjusted the cap on their head, checking themselves out in the mirror.

(S/O) "Hm...! This does look really good, no wonder she wears this pretty much 24/7."

S/O had taken her hat and tried it on for themselves while she was in the shower.

Usually when S/O asked, the answer was a very dramatic no.

Surely she couldn't get angry if she wasn't even there to see it, right?

(S/O) "Heh! All evil presence, leave at once!"

S/O mimicked Rappa's flair, striking a pose as they aimed the cap downward, exactly as she did.

(S/O) "Though...how does this stay on her head when she-?"

(Rappa) "NINJA KOIBITO!"

(S/O) "GAH!-"

S/O jumped at Rappa's sudden appearance, her hands on her hip with a very unamused pout.

(Rappa) "I leave my ninja gear for only a moment to find you take it for your own?!"

(S/O) "I was just wanting to see how it felt is all! You do look really good in it though-"

Rappa yanked the hat away from S/O, though a cute blush was making its way onto her cheeks.

(Rappa) "C-Compliments will not distract the theft you have committed Once I heard you attempting to recite my mantras, I had to rush out!"

(S/O) "...Wait, you were in the shower are you still-"

Answering S/O's question, they noticed her hair was still wet.

(S/O) "...That can't feel comfortable-"

(Rappa) "It is not, but because of a certain someone, I have to ensure my gear is not ruined!"

(S/O) "...But aren't you making it worse by getting the hat wet?-"

(Rappa) "Enough, I am gone now!-"

S/O was half expecting her to literally vanish in an explosion of color, only to watch Rappa calmly walk back into the bathroom, closing the door gently.

(S/O) "...Yeah she's definitely taking the hat off in there..."

[aventurineswife]

Boothill: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake.

Rappa: You are literally making a Valentine’s day card for [Name].

Boothill, pointing his hot glue gun towards Rappa: You’re on thin fudging ice.

[aeonstale]

SHUT UP AND DRIVE !

┆彡 summary. headcannons about driving. ┆彡 cw. blade x reader. moze x reader. boothill x reader. crashes. suggestive (mention of making out). curses. road rage. boothill's part is short bc headache. not proof read. [1.5k]

m.list | request.

STELLARON HUNTERS (BLADE).

Canonical Blade can drive. Silver wolf tried one time, she almost caused your death (she said she had a perfect score. She meant in the game..) Firefly can’t, Kafka can but always let Blade drive.

Passenger princess treatment from Blade. The type to have his hand on your thighs, drawing meaningless shapes. He lets you choose the music, and you know he likes it when he taps his finger to the rhythm. 

Though if you call him out he will deny it all.

If you were craving food at whatever time, he WILL drive you there. 

No matter the distance or time. Blade’s getting the car keys and driving you there. 

He sometimes participates in races. 

Tailored a jacket based off of him for you to wear. 

′′It brings me good luck.′′ he says.

But you know the pink hues slowly merging into red ones. Even if he hides his face, blade’s ears are a dead give away. 

Make out sessions in his car. I’m talking heavy ones. 

The type to ask you to feed him when he drives. His eyes focused on the road, while his ears were listening to your daily gossip.

He does have light road rage. Mostly when the other car initiates it, he scares them off. He doesn’t want to waste time and ruin your time together.

But when the mara struck and he couldn't control his anger, he tried to crash them… You gave him the silent treatment for a week + no kisses or cuddles for a month + never sat next to him choosing to sit farther from him even in the car, and he never tried that again.

Sometimes the other stellarons crash your outings.

Silver Wolf would be popping bubble gums while her game audio is at max volume. She would be sitting right behind you, easy access to whisper to you and teasing Blade.

Kafka would be in the seat behind Blade’s. Easy to annoy him with light kicks and can also see you clearly while you talk (she just loves window seats.) 

And Firefly in the middle. She’d talk to you about recent missions encounters and whatever’s on the girl's mind. Would also ask blade to stop at a restaurant for take outs, and when he refuses she turns to you. Puppy eyes begging you to convince him. And of course, you agree.

The chaotic family trip vibe.

Except when Kafka drives then it turns into a girl night out and Blade.

He would be in charge of carrying heavy stuff. 

You let Firefly sit in front while you sit next to Blade. 

He sits in between you and Silver Wolf.

One because SW will die before she gives up the window seats. And two he likes how you lean on him (plus a good excuse to say he’s looking at the window when Kafka and SW teases him about how he watches you with tender eyes.)

Overall; a good 9/10 vibe when driving with Blade. (minus one because it can be annoying when he crashed.)

YAOQING TRIO (MOZE).

All of you have your driving license. So let’s cut it into four parts ;

When Moze is driving : 

Respect the rules. A calm driver who has little to no road rage. 

The type to park whenever he needs something so as to avoid any danger. This man is the textbook example of how a driver should act.

However, Moze would NOT let the music play.

′′ It distracts me from the road. ′′ o/10. 

Even if you bring out any deal, Moze will just continue dead staring into the road. He will not budge. 

When Fei Xiao is driving : 

Hold on to your prayers and your seat belt. 

Number one street racer here, she will respect the red light but other than that? Nah.  

′′ Why go slow when you can break the sound barrier? ′′ Fei Xiao probably.

The type to eat and drive, if she dropped something she would grab it herself and let go of the wheel forcing either you or Moze to stir in her stead. 

Which leads to my next point. Either you or Moze HAVE to be on the front passenger seat. This woman is NOT to be trusted with a wheel.

But whoever sits next to her will ALWAYS receive princess treatment.

Moze hates her for it, so he lets you ride next to her.

It’s all fun and game until she’s too caught up in a conversation with you to notice the huge truck heading your way.

You manage to stir out of the way and she just laughs and slaps your back telling you she knew what she was doing.

You banished Moze to the front for a month and to the couch for a week after that.

When Jiaoqiu is driving : 

Pre 2.5? Kind of a responsible driver. He still has some slip up and he often pretends to crash to scare all of you out. 

He gets banned from spicy foods when he pulls stunts like these.

Post 2.5? No. 

In the back seat, he is however in charge of snacks and pranks. 

′′ Oh hey we’re here!′′ ′′..no we are not?′′ ′′ that’s what it’d sound like when one of you notices it.′′ proceed to stare into your soul but he’s looking at the seat.

Many blind jokes, it’s his coping mechanism. 

The type to sit behind the driver seat and cover their eyes. ′′ Guess who~′′ (′′THE IMMINENT DEATH IF YOU DON’T LET GO′′)

His tail takes up most of the back seat but if he allows you, an amazing sleeping spot. But has an interesting way to wake you up…(he put hot peppers underneath your nose until you wake up in a coughing fit lmao)

Overall 7/10 (you still didn’t forgive him for the hot pepper prank.)

When your driving : 

Responsible driver with a hint of road rage. Kind of similar to Blade’s aforementioned, but tamer….ish. 

Moze would be in charge of the gps, Feixiao of the music (her gym playlist would be playing because it is the only acceptable one of hers), Jiaoqiu of the food as usual. 

But the moment someone tries to push you into another lane or bump into you while overtaking you?

They are holding into their seatbelt and praying to The Hunt. 

Physically having to restrain you before you get out and show them why you are the General’s Lieutenant. Insults after insults, it’s even funnier when you insult them in The Xiaozhu tongue while they stand there confused.

But a quick snack shoved to your mouth by Moze and you are all fine and dandy.

′′ Where do you guys wanna eat :) ′′ ′′you almost killed a man..?′′ ′′do you want me to finish him or go eat? ′′ ′′eat.′′ ′′:)′′

Wife happy, we happy. 

Wife mad, we scared.

Overall 10000000000000/10 (biased bc no you are not wrong ???)

GALAXY RANGERS (BOOTHILL).

Oh boy.

There are only two actual drivers, Boothill and you.

Rappa is licenseless and it’s better if it stays that way.

Boothill prefers to drive, you don’t mind since you get to enjoy the scenery and sleep. 

Rappa is always in the backseat.

They got banished there after some..unfortunate incidents. 

She almost crashed you all. She saw something she deemed was necessary to investigate. Boothill refused to pull over, so she did the next best thing. She tried to jump out.

You had a heart attack trying to pull her back in, you had to climb into the front all while begging Boothill to help. 

Meanwhile Boothill was trying to keep you steady while making sure not to crash (oh yeah and also not hurt Rappa Though he kinda wanted to.) 

You got pulled over by the police, but while you were reprimanded, Rappa distracted the police and pushed you all back into the car. Urging Boothill to hit the gas which he did all while laughing maniacally. 

′′You are crazy!!? What would you have done if they started shooting??′′ ′′shoot back.′′ (father and daughter moment)

Safe to say Rappa was banished from the front seat and was obligated to have the seat belt on at all times.

princess treatment from Boothill. Would drive to the moon and earth. 

Does have some road rage but one glare for you and he is calm.

He is a bit of a ′make your own solution′.

′′Oh no that car is blocking our way′′ ′′we’ll run them over.′′ ′′yes we’ll run them–WHAT′′

The type to fight over the songs, the other two joining soon.

You would have arrived at the destination before a song was agreed on. 

Fun experience until he almost runs over an IPC member and you have to go on a car chase to lose the tens of IPC cars after you.

That meme.

 Boothill singing along to the song while you death stare at him. 

He slept on the couch that night and the following.

And the week after.

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[luxthestrange]

BNHA Incorrect quotes#33 He found your address-

Early in the morning it's your day off and you are enjoying the peace of it, Keigo is still in bed after last night...when you hear the doorbell on your door

KFC!Y/n*Humming a tune opening the door*...

Kendo*Is hunched down to your door frame, finger guns you*Hi~It was really-

KFC!Y/n*Slams the door on his face and walks off but comes back when the doorbell rings*...

Kendo: Baby it's Kendo, Don't you recognize me?

KFC!Y/n: Of course I recognize you~THATS WHY I SLAMMED THE DOOR IN YOUR FACE~

Kendo: HA!-Still the jokester huh baby

KFC!Y/n*Crosses arms and smiles with venom dripping out every word you say*Speaking of "Jokes", Still working for that idiot boy?

Part 7 of:

[stchisaki]

DAY XIX. — FACE-SITTING

cw: Face-Sitting, Teasing, Attempt at Humor, Fem! Reader. 18+ Only!

author's note: This is for a good friend of mine! I hope you guys enjoy. I think Rappa's very funny.

word count: Approximately 1.2k words.

The door nearly slams off of its hinges, creaking and swaying haphazardly, before a large figure trudges in and closes it—albeit not gently at all. You would have nearly jumped out of your skin, but you’re used to this by now. An aggravated sigh rings around the room before the lumbering figure starts stalking closer. You swivel around on your office chair, hands steepled and brows raised. 

“Everything okay, Kendou?” 

Another sigh of frustration. 

“No. Of course not.” 

Kendou’s answer is curt, and it translates into his movements. He’s quick to tear his mask off and toss it towards a bedside table, and his gloves are clicking and following immediately after. You rise out of your seat carefully, sure not to make too much noise because Kendou becomes a little mean and cold whenever he gets agitated and pissed off. You would tease him usually, but he seems unusually mad. Whenever he notices that you’re approaching him, Kendou’s shoulders sag a little and he meets you halfway. He exhales, but there’s no emotion behind it, and he clasps his hands. 

“Sorry. It’s nothing that you did. I was just tryna do what Overhaul said, but I got duped.” 

You tilt your head, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on Kendou’s forehead. 

“What happened?” 

Finally, Kendou sweeps his hands out in a grand gesture before he flings his body backwards, groaning the entire way down. His back connects to the bed that oh-so thankfully happened to be behind him, and the springs scream out in protest before his body bounces heavily a few times. He’s like jelly, and the sight of it makes your eyes bulge out of your head. Your mouth is open, ready to question him until— 

“It’s that damn new Overhaul’s girl. Everybody thinks she’s Quirkless, but I know the truth! It’s unbelievable the things I’ve seen.” 

Oh, this again. Kendou has ranted about Overhaul’s new sweet thing multiple times now. You’ve not had the pleasure to meet her personally, but you’re not really sure you want to. Apparently she’s managed to convince everyone pretty well… or perhaps Kendou’s just hallucinating. 

“Yes, you’ve mentioned her quite a bit lately. What did she do this time?” 

A strange mix between a strangle laugh and a choked sob reverberates in the back of his throat before he wails his answer out boisterously. 

“Those three blond boys again! She keeps summoning them! And she’s using them to slip past me to escape. The bathtub. The bathtub!” 

You blink. 

“Right, yeah. How could I forget the bathtub?” 

You shift your eyes because you’re not sure what response to supply, but Kendou just emits another strange sound and waves his hands around. 

“Forget the dame! I need some stress relief, babe.” 

Immediately you face him again. 

“Oh?” 

Kendou’s hands flop back down. 

“Yeah. Sit on my face right now.” 

The way Kendou doesn’t ask lets you know that he’s serious, so you don’t even attempt to refute him. He’s impatient, so you’re not even going to have a chance to hop in the shower or anything, so you just wince slightly before you start to peel your clothes off. Kendou tilts his head up a little so that he can watch, and you make sure to wipe the wince off and give him a coy little smile before you teasingly remove your top. Your bra easily catches along, and both articles of clothing are on the floor before your thumbs hook underneath the band of your bottoms and you start to sashay your hips while you lower them down your thighs. They fall the rest of the way to your ankles, but you don’t stop twirling your hips the entire way. Your hands are trailing up your belly whenever you casually step out of your bottoms and stalk towards him. 

Kendou’s already hard—you can see his erection straining against his baggy jeans the closer you approach. Seeing his cock already pulsing to life has electricity tingling underneath your nerves, so you pick up the pace. Your hands are on Kendou’s knees before you tap your fingertips against their curves, and then you start to fondle up his thighs while you crawl up and over him. Kendou loosely lets his hands splay across you, feeling and caressing whatever flesh he can while you cross him. It makes you bite your lip, one incisor poking out and the other rubbing against your mouth. His calloused hands feel terrific on you, the way they hiss, the way they feel so heavy and real against you, the way he grabs you. Kendou’s got your blood boiling, and your coy smile turns a little predatory. You chuckle. 

“You’re so eager, big boy. Have you been thinking about this?” 

Kendou grunts.

“All damn day. I hate being assigned to her. You’re an angel compared to that.” 

His comment sends more thunderstorms crackling down your body, and you moan quietly before you start to shimmy up. You straighten, attempting to fluidly lock your legs around his shoulders and neck without looking awkward. Kendou watches you, those golden hues on his face brilliant and shining. You can see emotions brimming to life in those pools of honey, and you can’t help the heat that blooms in your heart and blossoms out to your groin. Another moan, and your palms are sensually rolling down your breasts, thumbs flicking pert jewels, and then down your abdomen before they reach Kendou’s jawline. He leans into your touch, chest heaving and breath speeding, and your smile returns to its kindness whenever you coo and start to cradle his face. 

“I’ve been daydreaming about having you all day, too, Kendou. Can’t believe we both get what we want.” 

You wink, and Kendou releases a genuine chuckle and he smiles. He looks so handsome, broad and chiseled, whenever he does, and you flutter. Your cunt clenches, and you can already feel glaze smearing along your cunt’s lips. 

“Like a dream come true, doll. Now c’mon, I hate waiting.” 

Impatient like always, but you don’t mind indulging him after such a rough and arduous day. Your toes curl in delight, so you lift up on your knees and slowly ease your way down onto the lower half of Kendou’s face. He soon disappears, lidded eyes open and glossy with excitement. Kendou’s gaze never leaves yours, and the intimacy has you gasping—especially whenever he kisses your cunt. He fondles your lips, pulling and tugging, letting his tongue slip out of his mouth to swipe a few loose licks. Gasps keep slipping out of you, so you bite the inner wall of your bottom lips and groan into sealed teeth. 

He’s fluid like always, kissing you in ways that you would have never thought possible until you met him. That eager tongue doesn’t waste any time cleaning you before his mouth shifts, catching your now throbbing clit into his maw. It’s too much, and you cry out. Both of your eyes squint in ecstasy, but you don’t miss the mirth and twinkle that sparks alive in Kendou’s gaze. You moan.

“Kendou, don’t you mess with me or I’ll—” 

He slurps, cutting you off, and you soon regret your words—

After all, he’s quite the hungry man. 

[amphibiahawks321]

Female HSR boothill X Male Reader?

[Boothill leans on the bar counter with a drink in hand, eyes locked with Y/N with a smirk, showing him her shark like teeths]

M!Reader : Sighs... Boothill you really need to be more careful with your aim, It's always gonna start some trouble

Fem!Boothill : Chuckles... My aim is just fine little lamb, But then again, Sugar, I've seen a lot of tough men in my time, but you...?

[She starts trailing her fingers along Y/N's chin and move it to the side to make eye contact, voice dropping low]

Fem!Boothill : You somehow make it real fun to see 'em turn so red, red suits you so much~

[She began caressing Y/N's cheek, Y/N already blushing from her gentle touch, Y/N just glad no one is around there area right now or he'll already be blushing redder]

[Y/N clears his throat]

M!Reader blushing : I—I Uhh... Glad you think so...

[Boothill tilts her head, clearly enjoying his flushed expression]

Fem!Boothill : That little heat creepin' up your face, Lookin' all pretty

M!Reader blushing : I-I wouldn't say... "Pretty" perse but–....!!!?!?

[Boothill starts leaning in a bit closer and gripping his face a bit tighter]

Fem!Boothill : Such a pretty face yet such a bad liar, Chuckles... Ain't no shame in gettin' a little bit flustered, darlin'~

M!Reader blushing : Y-You... You really enjoy messing with me...

Fem!Boothill : Oh I can do somethin' way better, some say it's really breath taking...

[Boothill stands up from her seat, still gripping Y/N's chin]

Fem!Boothill : Now how about we find ourselves a bit more of a... Private space?

......

[Y/N getting his left hand pinned down onto the soft mattress while the other is gripping on Boothill's jacket tightly, Boothill placing her hat on the bedside table, Y/N's shirt half way being undone as Boothill's tongue and teeth being inlove with Y/N's neck]

Fem!Boothill : Now don't get shy on me now pretty boy~ we're just getting star–....!!!?!?

Rappa : Yo, Have you seen my–

[The door unlocked, Rappa half way through opening the door and Boothill out of panic immediately gets up and uses her strength to close the door, Y/N staring at her shocked and disbelief while still blushing]

Rappa : Woah what the!?–What was that for?!

M!Reader(whispering) blushing : you didn't bother to close the door!!?

Fem!Boothill(Whispering) : You were gripping me while I was carrying ya' I can't think straight!

Fem!Boothill : Don't come in Rappa! I'm Uhhhh....—Tryin' a new outfit!

Rappa : Okay damn! You didn't have to slam the freaking door on my face!

[yingfelis]

Hi, can I request general dating headcanons with Rappa? I know you've only written for Hi3 but HSR is one of your listed fandoms, so.

Rappa x Reader

General dating hcs based solely on my very limited knowledge and vibes (I’m not caught up at all)

With Rappa there’s definitely no just thing as a dull moment.

She’s fun to be around, even if she can have a little too much energy sometimes, you find that endearing.

She also probably confessed first, in a very flashy and “ninja” way. (Which you said yes to on the spot)

I can imagine a date night doing some graffiti art together. Maybe doing the iconic “Rappa x Y/N” into a random wall or something for some laughs and giggles

Surprisingly Rappa didn’t rush the relationship as some would expect. She let you go at your own pace and slowed hers down when necessary.

Whatever you valued, she valued and whatever she valued, you valued. You guys were a team, both in and out of combat.

Speaking of combat though, as a Galaxy Ranger, Rappa wanders around a lot to fight off the Evil Ninjas to restore justice in the world. (her words not yours)

Ideally she would want you to come with her, especially if you’re also a fighter. If you’re not though then she would still want you to come with her if you can but she also understands it can be dangerous. Either way she respects any decision you make.

If you come with her, she’ll have a traveling partner to keep her company and watch her back. You two together make an unstoppable duo due to the amount of trust you have in each other.

If you decide to not come with her, she’ll have a home to return to at least. She’ll have someone to greet her as soon as she steps inside and being in your presence is enough to make her forget about any hardships she’s facing.

Random thought to end off: Rappa putting her hat on you out of the blue for like no reason other than bc she thought it would look cute on you. It was. You steal it from time to time now just to mess with her (but she likes it when you do, so is it technically messing with her?)

Also you two messing around with Boothill and making him third wheel

[writingbakery]

“bloodlust”

a nasty, bloody, aggressively possessive commission from my babycake, @marigold-magpie ! please proceed with caution; this fic contains graphic violence, blood, mild gore references, and implied murder. this is not for the faint of heart - heed the warnings! ✨ taglist; @redbeanteax​ @katsukisprincess​ @lady-bakuhoe​ @mothwithteeth​

[pairing; kendo rappa x fem!reader]

[warnings; rough sex, mild gore, heavy amounts of blood, graphic depictions of violence, kink-explicit language, implied murder - rappa bloodies a man with two hits, mild non-con mention at the beginning of the fic]

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the darkness shrouds you.

you were a fool for stepping out of the bar alone, in this neighborhood, in that dress. rappa had warned you about wandering off, but all you’d needed was a breather, a moment of air - he’d been too sucked up in challenging someone to a drinking contest to heed your whining.

so you’d stepped out alone, naively hoping rappa’s reputation would protect you - what an idiotic thought, what a foolish little girl you were.

back pressed roughly against the exposed brick of the alley where you’d been dragged, all you can do is whimper as the man pushes at your skirt, face buried in your neck. you’re helpless against his touch, too strong for you to push off, and you’re certain you’ll lose yourself here, in the wet darkness of a nondescript alley, just another victim of wrong place, wrong time.

your eyes clench shut, praying to whatever gods you knew to send you an angel, rescue, anything to get this vile man & his vile hands off you. it’s futile, and you resign yourself to suffering.

heaven does not answer you, but hell does.

suddenly the raw heat of the man’s hands is replaced with cold air, your eyes snapping open to meet your savior. rappa is a sight, rage and feral danger glinting in the dim alley light as he yanks the stranger back, one fist curled as he punches him square in the spine. the crunch of bone is enough to tell you what he’s done, but you know better than to look away - rappa always wants you to watch.

shards of porcelain bone jut out from his bloodied shirt, the press of his half torn organs against the fabric almost too much to bear; your eyes remain locked on his quivering form regardless, watching as rappa’s bloodied fist strikes down against his skull. the blood spatter paints you red in the moonlight, watching his shattered body collapse in an ocean of his own making, unmoving and still.

two hits. two bare knuckled swings, two heavy reminders, and the man was dead. you couldn’t see his eyes, but the bits of spine and intestines dscorating his body gave you all the answers you needed. two hits, and you were safe again.

rappa kicks his body away like sewage, the growl never leaving his bared teeth as he tugs you against him. your chest and face are bloody, and your feet squelch in the pool rappa’s determined to douse you in. he smears it along your cheek, your thighs, chest heaving with unsatisfied rage. “i told you to stay put,” he snarls, and you hate the way the wetness grows between your legs, mingling with the blood rappa’s coated you with.

he pushes you back roughly onto your ass, hiking up the skirt of your dress to tear your panties clean off. rappa’s never had finesse but he’s an animal now, staking his claim over your delicate body - and you can’t force yourself to mind. thick fingers swipe across your soaked cunt, gathering enough wetness on his un-bloodied hand to scissor into you impatiently.

he’s always been rough, and you welcome his burning, bloodied palms; anything to sate him, to please him and yourself. his thick fingers stretch you deliciously, the pain mingling with pleasure until you’re clenching impossibly tighter around his fingers and cumming, soaking his hand and spilling onto the mess of blood beneath you.

he’s turning you over before you have a chance to breathe, forcing your face down into the wet, coppery ground as he yanks your hips up to his cock. he’s pressing inside you without warning, growling low in your ear at your sweet whimper, tightening walls. one hand laces into your hair to pull your head back cruelly, biting and sucking marks into your bloodied throat. he buries himself to the hilt, cock pressing right up against your poor cervix, and you can’t stop yourself; you’re cumming before he even has a chance to thrust, spilling all over his cock and your blood-slick thighs.

a satisfied grunt leaves him at that, hoisting your hips up higher to slam into you quickly - two orgasms back to back have you mewling, nails digging into the copper-colored ground as he fucks your face into the blood. his ego’s been stroked well, hands gripping your waist and ass so tight you’ll have bruises for weeks.

he sinks in and out of your plush wet heat without remorse, leaning down to whisper the filthiest words in your ear - how he’s claimed you, bred you in the blood of his enemy. you were his, only his, no one could touch you, see you, breathe you in without facing his welled rage. it’s intoxicating, the way he uses you like a ragdoll, limp and pliant and helpless just the way he likes - just the way you like.

your third orgasm crashes through you as rappa snaps his hips, teary eyed and drooling as he drills his cock into you. your thighs are trembling, voice shaky with need as you clench around his thick cock again, drenching the pair of you where your bodies meet. the brutal kiss of his hips against yours slows to a stop as he pulls out, ignoring your desperate whines and pleads - he’s fucked you brainless, the only thought in your pretty little head rappa and his cock, as it should be.

he turns you onto your back, yanks your bloody thighs up over his shoulders to fuck into you with renewed purpose, watching your eyes flutter to the back of your head, leaning down to lick a fat stripe up your bloodied cheek. you’re beautiful like this, and rappa tells you so, soaked in blood and cum as he claims you over and over.

“there you go, i’ve fucked you proper now, haven’t i? cum, cum right fucking now-“ he snarls, pressing his rough thumb harshly against your swollen clit. you can’t help but obey, wailing softly at the overstimulation as he fucks you through it. his thrusts are getting sloppy, brutal and more reckless as he drives into you, burying himself so deep inside your clamping walls to fuck you full of his seed, growling possessively in your ear about how you were his, all his.

his hips eventually slow as he rides out his orgasm, fingers digging into your thighs to keep your limp body close. you’re absolutely spent, barely able to move your jelly limbs as rappa clumsily tugs down your dress, watching as he pulls out - his cum trickles out of you in such a lovely way, and he can’t resist snaking his tongue along your bred cunt to taste himself.

your sleepy whines only make him chuckle, scooping your bloody form up in his arms. “let’s go home, lil’ darling,” he hums, nipping at your neck lightly, before disappearing into the alley, darkness enveloping you both.

from darkness he saved you, and to darkness he will lead, but you don’t mind - you’ve gotten used to the shadows.

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Updated: Nov 29th, 2021

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1. A Taste Of Your Own Venom

Yandere Shigaraki Tomura X Consensual Reader

(Bet you’re all wondering who the heck that works, right?)

After your good deed goes severely punished, your world goes from the fast track to just barely eeking out a shadow of existence. You escape into a multiplayer video game only to befriend a man who is as bitter about life as you. However, unlike you, he intends to do something about it.

Should you cling to the tattered threads of your morality or just let everything unravel?

Timeline: Closely follows the BNHA cannon with minor deviations at times

Update Schedule: Season 1 complete (up to chapter 240) - season 2 expectd to start 2022

Reader Age: Mid-20s

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Medical Gore, Consensual Relationship with Yandere Undertones, Cannon Violence and Character Death

2. Feeling the Spirit

Kinktober 2022 - Ghost Shigaraki Tomura x Fem!Reader

After house hunting for nigh on two years, you finally find a old, turn of the 20th century, Second Empire estate in Smalltown, USA. Sure, it's located right on the loudest train tracks in Podunk County and yes, it needs more than a few repairs. Still, the price is a steal and the antique furniture is included! How can you pass that up?

It's too bad for you that taking possession of a new home is never easy, especially when the home is already possessed.

Timeline: Real World October 2022 

Update Schedule: Finished by October 31st, 2022

Reader Age: Mid-20s to late 30s

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Toys, Voyeurism, sex with a ghost 

A Hypnotic Nightmare

Yandere All For One X Reader (Pre-series Timeline)

Your thirteen-year marriage to a work-a-holic husband ended when he replaced your loyalty with a nubile little teenage waif. You returned home to Niigata to work your family's seaside snack shack and lick your wounds. Like something out a novel, a chance encounter with a handsome stranger seemed to turn the page to a new chapter in your life. However, what started as a summer romance begins to look more and more like a horror story with each passing day.

Timeline: Pre-series

Update Schedule: Every other week as long as the cat can hold out

Reader Age: 35-40 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - caution strongly advised

Warnings: Yandere, Rape, Dubious Consent, Gore (Non-reader Directed), Mentally Abusive Relationship, Numerous Kinks

A Blistering Affection

Yandere Dr. Chisaki Kai X Nurse Reader

Just around the start of the worldwide pandemic, you broke out in a seemingly harmless rash. Between night school and a new job at a Dermatology office, you never had time to follow up on the problem. However, by October, your skin was itchy, peeling, and disgusting. By accident, you catch the eye of the handsome but notoriously cold Dr. Chisaki. Interested in your rare disorder, he offered to help you find the cause in exchange for becoming his case study patient.

Too bad his help would come with a price.

Time line:  Alternative Universe - Real World - 2020/2021

Update Schedule: Story is complete after chapter 6. However, some random continuations which match the actual timeline of the story may occur.

Reader Age: Never specified but implied 25-35 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - caution strongly advised

Warnings: Yandere, Rape, Abusive Relationship, Drugging, Medical Kinks, Behavior by a doctor that is not only unprofessional but should result in criminal charges

A Plastic Attraction

Rappa Kendou X Femdom Reader

As a boarded plastic surgeon, working at The Arena was a pass time side-job. The place was disgusting, the manager was a sleaze bag, and the fighters were pretty much a sausage fest. Still, you got to run your medical bay your way and, for once in your life, do something more interesting than fixing rich old people's chicken jowls.

However, when a new brawler rolls into your exam room with impressive injures for you to patch, things start to get a little more exciting.

Timeline: BNHA cannon after Underground Masquerade

Update Schedule: Complete!

Reader Age: Not stated but implied 30-40 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - this is actually the healthiest relationship of the bunch

Warnings: Medical Gore, Consensual Relationship, Sub Rappa, Cannon Violence, Love Bites, Condom Use

A Bridge to the Bottom

Troll Muscular X Human Reader

From the moment you fled him, you knew there would be precious few places that you could escape The Duke of Tredal. Sure, legends said that in the dense fog of the Natt Valley, trolls lay in wait for weary travelers who lost their way in the dark. Nevertheless, with your pursuers hot on your heels, you had little choice but to head for the Old Bridge if you wanted to escape the fife. After two days on the run, you finally collapsed from exhaustion. Desperate to survive, you cried out to the stars for the strength to go on.

However, it was a monster from the deep that would answer your call.

Timeline: Fantasy Alternative Universe, Muscular has his quirk due to monster nature.

Update Schedule: Completed after 4 chapters

Reader Age: Not stated but implied 20-30 years

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit 

Warnings: Yandere, Extreme Gore, Cannibalism (troll on troll and troll on human), Non-con and Dub-con, Moster Fucking, Kidnapping, Breeding, Drugging, Graphic Descriptions of Lung Disease (NOT a vore fic - reader remains unmaimed/uneaten at the end)

A Liar Played by the Heartstrings

Yandere Mr. Compress X Female Reader

Six months into your relationship with the "Incredible Mr. Compress", your future seems as bright as the stage lights under which he makes his name. However, your best friend, Harada Yumiko, has her doubts about this "perfect" stranger who seems to have magically appeared in your life. While he continues to shower you with increasingly serious affections, Yumiko's words make you start to ponder one thing:

How much do you really know about Sako Atsuhiro?

Timeline: Pre-series

Update Schedule: Complete

Reader Age: Early to midthirties

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit - Reader Discresion Advised

Warnings: Rape, breeding/pregnancy kink, condom failure, unwanted pregnancy, discussions of abortion, stalking. A consensual relationship that devolves into non-con.

Dedicated to Miss_Mystery3

All For One X Gender Neutral Reader: Meta

Yandere Shigaraki Tomura x Gender Neutral Reader: Snuggling in bed

A Hypnotic Nightmare “What If” scenario - “What if Nana tried to save you and you went back to AFO anyways?”

All For One Forces a Bunny Quirk on Reader

Merman All For One Hypnotizes and Breeds Reader

Headcannons - Reader with AFO as the father of the children

Yandere Japanese Professor All For One gets college graduate reader drunk and diddles them (male and female versions)

Tomura playing video games on your couch (GN)

Virgin Spinner gets a manicure and praise (GN)

All For One with Pregnant Fem!Reader on Valentine’s Day

Headcannon: Yandere AFO and his darling go to work. 

Maid For Your Master

Male Yandere X AFAB Reader - Gothic/Horror Romance

RUMORS RUIN REPUTATIONS. FOR A MAID, THEY CAN BE MADDENING.

The sharp-tongued Professor Campbell, your employer, is dead. Insinuations about your “nightly duties” make finding a new position impossible. Just as you exhaust the last of your options, an unexpected offer of employment comes from a man you’ve never met: Sicarius Estrova – shipping magnate, eligible bachelor, and an old friend of the professor.

His household, Gravelorne Manor, is far from the picture-perfect image it projects. The staff are rowdy, the mansion is bizarrely furnished, and your beguiling master seems to delight in playing calculating mind games. Too old for the nonsense, you meet his perverse teasing with biting wit and pernicious poise. However, when his endless taunts turn into a sudden proposal, you cannot help but feel something is amiss.

Seduced by his amorous attentions and the promise of financial security, you enter into a marriage where the only certainty is Sicarius’s obsessive desire to mold you into his world. As your husband flip-flops between hopeless romantic and shameless devil, you begin to wonder what wicked schemes hide behind that charming smile.

Setting: Steampunk 1930s

Reader Age: Late 20s to early 40s

Reader Gender: Female

Rating: Explicit 

Warnings: Yandere, Gore, PnV, fingering, oral, cum play, pet play (feline), and Maid-Master play, full TW list here

Price: $4.99 ebook, $14.99 paperback (both available worldwide)

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[kimchieonni]

('Crackhead' is Y/n)

Arrow head- Chronostasis

Overhoe- Overhaul

Fight me- Kendo rappa

Setsuwu- Setsuno

Crusty ass- Tomura Shigaraki

Kuro-mom- Kurogiri

Y'all for One- All for One

DAB-i - Dabi

Deadpool 2.0- Twice

Mosquito- Himiko Toga

Magician- Mr. Compress

Lizard boi- Spinner

Crackhead: Hoes mad

Arrow head: Hoes mad

Crusty ass: Hoes mad

Magician: Hoes mad

Fight me: Hoes mad

Overhoe: Hoes mad

Mosquito: Hoes mad

Lizard boi: Hoes mad

Setsuwu: Hoes mad

DAB-i: Hoes mad

Deadpool: Hoes mad

Kuro-mom: The fuck are all of you guys doing?!

Crackhead: Ur mom, u bitch

Kuro-mom:

Crusty ass:

Overhoe:

Mosquito:

Lizard boi:

Setsuwu:

Arrow head:

Magician:

Deadpool:

DAB-i:

Y'all for One:

Fight me: wait, how is everyone writing blank?

Kuro-mom: You’re dead

Crackhead: Uh- no thanks

The (h/l)(h/c) haired girl laughs nervously, placing her phone beside her, she lays her head on the bed, until don the corner of the room, she sees the misty warp entering in her room. ".....Shit"

*cue of BTS 'Run'*

-Alternate ending-

(y/n) was running for her life while doing a video call with the members of the chat, showing Kurogiri in the background, hot on her tail, chasing her with a frypan and screaming like Bakugou. Some villains (Toga, Twice, Spinner, Setsuno, Mr. Compress) were cheering for the exhausted and scared girl, some were watching the scene unholding while eating popcorn (Shigaraki, Chronostasis, Overhaul, Dabi), one waiting for the crackhead to get their ass whooped by Kurogiri (All for One) and an individual who wanted to fight the poor girl.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Something with rappa please bana

(H:SR) Rappa and S/O practicing Graffiti together

You [BANA] got it.

To say Rappa was eccentric was to say water was wet. It was painfully obvious for anyone to see, and that was even before she began speaking.

And yet, S/O wouldn't have her any other way. They never really knew why she viewed life as one massive Ninja trial, but one thing was for sure:

Rappa could actually back up her words with terrifying lethality, but thankfully S/O was never on the receiving end of it.

Instead, they ended up becoming an essential anchor in her life, so much so she invited them to craft Dazzling Ninja Seals. (Graffiti)

Though this particular seal was among what she dubbed Secret Technique: Aishiteru.

(S/O) "Aishiteru? What does that mean?"

(Rappa) "Simple, Ninja Koibito! Love! In order for this seal to be powerful, it has to be made by you!"

S/O was handed a spray can, an excited gleam in Rappa's eyes.

(S/O) "Don't think it'll be as good as the ones you make, but I'll try making a seal you can be proud of...!"

Rappa adjusted her hat with a bright smile, hugging S/O tightly, to the point she made them lose balance.

(Rappa) "Don't fret! What matters is the power and heart you pour into it! Not the skill!"

After managing to stand up and smiling into Rappa's hug, they gently lifted her arms off and looked toward the wall.

(S/O) "Hm, well when you put it like that-"

It took about an hour for S/O to finish with Rappa helping them along the way with advice of color and placement.

And the result?

If one were to ask Rappa:

(Rappa) "Ninja Koibito created a seal that they should be proud of! No, it is not perfect, but for their first time doing so? It is simply marvelous! I will forever cherish it in my memory, for S/O's Ninja path is only beginning!"

In other words, it looked like complete [BANA] in comparison, but she loved it all the same.

And unfortunately for S/O, Rappa took a picture of it with her phone, with her smiling and S/O's face in their hands.

It's also currently her Phone's lockscreen.

[asimpletroll]

(A) (M) Chisaki Kai X (O) (F) Reader

You?

You were the Omega who had been stinking up his base for the last month?

YOU?

"-so sorry, so so sorry, I didn't see you, I was looking for Eri, Rappa startled her again, I swear I didn't mean to bump you-" You babble at Chisaki, close to your heat and scared of every Alpha in the base at the moment. You don't realize how his eyes have zeroed in on you, you're too busy cowering against the wall, trying to apologize and make sure he doesn't hit you, or worse.

"Be quiet." You immediately shut up, your throat feeling constricted even though he didn't use his Alpha tone or his Quirk on you, you look at him with watering (e/c) orbs as he strides over, taking off his coat slowly. "Your slick is dripping. I'll have someone else look for Eri, you need to get to your nest."

"...I...I live in the barracks, I-I can't-"

"Then come with me." He wraps an arm around you with care he never uses, making sure to keep his coat (you're so small it drops nearly to your knees, and Chisaki is swooning on the inside at how cute you look) between the two of you and wrapped securely around you so that no one else sees your current...predicament.

Chisaki notices your fear increasing, almost every step towards his private wing making you pump out more and more fear in your scent.

Normally, he can't even smell you, which is mildly disappointing to him because you smell citrus-y and a little sweet, but it was always very subtle and clean.

Now, all he could smell was your fear, and the urge to hole you away from everyone and everything was making him very twitchy as he opens the door to his wing.

You instinctively pause upon the threshold, your Omega screaming that this means this Alpha likes you, that it was time to Mate. Chisaki waits for you patiently, knowing the battle you're fighting and being fascinated by the micro-expressions racing through you. Your pupils twitch slightly in every which way, your ears perk and shift a little with noises, and your nose wrinkles a little (like the bunny he had as a child would) as you get particularly stressed.

"I cannot find you someplace comfortable if we loiter for much longer." He finally speaks up and tells you, you flinch a little, but follow his unmentioned command of 'hurry up' and almost bump into him again as he closes the door.

As soon as it shuts, lights flick on, and this time he gently wraps an arm around your waist as you spook. He gently lets you recover from your heart attack adjust to his touch, then guides you past several rooms that reek of other Alphas to you, and the locks on the door along with how reinforced they are tell you all you need to know about what might be in those rooms.

"I am unfamiliar with creating a space for a Heat, but I understand you require lots of blankets and soft things?" Chisaki asks you lowly, he spots the tiny hairs on the back of your neck rising, and your own scent smells sweeter, even with the fear overlaying it.

"Yes." You whisper, and try to hide (due to his lack of comment, you guess you hide it) the fact that you get mildly horny at just his voice.

Chisaki is amused by this, mostly by the fact that your entire face had turned red and was a very clear indicator of your dilemma to him.

"Why are you so afraid, Omega?" He asks you conversationally, as if he had by total and complete accident of course not dropped his voice several octaves just fool with you. You repress a shiver, and he grins under his mask, a very feral and smug grin, as he gently inhales your sweetened scent a bit more.

"M-My parents...they didn't...didn't want an Omega...didn't want me...so they would destroy my nests...even before I was revealed to be Quirkless..." You murmur quietly, timidly almost, to him, and he feels himself harden at how perfect you were for him.

"Why would they do that? Children smaller than four years old require softness or they are in danger of chewing something into pieces or eating it whole." Chisaki keeps his voice low, loving how you try and repress another shiver, and your pheromones almost choke him as he tries to gently sniff them again.

If you two didn't find an appropriate area soon, he may simply take you to his den, which would be twice as dangerous for the both of you.

"I...I don't know...it was...mildly better...after my little brother was born. He was a boy, an Alpha too, and he had a Quirk." You tell him, trying to make your clenching pelvic muscles stop their ridiculousness. Chisaki is too busy rolling his eyes to notice that you're starting to hold on to his coat a little tighter to try and hide the fact that your pants are officially soaked through.

"Oh...they're those types of people..." Chisaki says, his voice the lowest yet in barely-withheld rage, and a pitched whine escapes you before you wrap a hand around the base of your throat. Chisaki almost walks into a wall in surprise, you immediately sidestep as he steadies himself.

"I'm sorry-" You immediately return to the babbling mess you were in the hall, trying to appease him when even you can tell he isn't angry, in fact, if the crinkles by his eyes are any indicator, he's smiling under his mask.

But you're scared. And horny. So you run your mouth without thinking, apologizing frantically before he gently wraps his arm around your waist, he gently tugs you close to him, you keep your eyes averted and lowered to the floor, but he removes his face mask entirely in order to kiss your forehead gently.

You clench the hand around your throat tighter as he re-places his mask back on his face, he then runs a hand through your short hair tenderly. You look up at him from under your eyebrows, your lashes dark and long and thick as they frame your gorgeous (e/c) orbs.

"You simply startled me, there is no reason to apologize." He rumbles to you, his voice much lower now as his Alpha starts to really push for some attention. He watches with amusement and arousal as you clench your legs together, the slick now dripping low enough for him to see it, even with his jacket around you. "But may I ask you something?"

"Y-Yes, sir." You squeak, Chisaki goes from hard to full-blown, raging erection, you can barely hear him inhale, a very subtle noise that doesn't quite click in your mind until he presses the two of you together.

"...have you ever had an Alpha before?" He purrs, your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head and all the fear leaves you immediately as you melt into him. "I'm guessing not."

"N-None o-of them-" You squeak slightly in indignation as Chisaki plucks you up from the floor like a ragdoll, gathering you into his chest and not minding your wet and sticky slick soaking into his chest. "-None of them ever w-wanted a Q-Quirkless Omega."

Chisaki is immediately disappointed, not in you or anything about you, but at the rest of society for letting such a sweet and pure thing sink so low as him.

"They were fools then, and did not deserve you." Chisaki turns down a hall, and it's getting very hard for you to not nuzzle him. His musky, beautiful scent was everything you've ever liked, blended together in such a complex way you couldn't describe all of the unique notes and subtle tones of it. Chisaki notices you eyeing his neck and gently presses your face into it, you let out a startled, but pleasantly so, squeak, and he purrs for real this time at the adorable noise.

Your slick surges and you let out a much higher-pitched purr, leaning in against him as he opens a door quietly, the hall light flicks off and leaves you in darkness before Chisaki gently closes the door with his heel. You've buried your face in his neck, blinding yourself to the fact that Chisaki has brought you to his room, his den and haven.

At least, until his no-longer-gloved hands sneak their way under his jacket, undoing a single button on your shirt to lay themselves on your bare waist. You gasp softly in surprise, moving your face from his neck just enough to give him a startled look.

He nuzzles you, closing his eyes and leaning his back against the door as he openly relaxes, holding you close while gently fondling your slightly-chubby-but-not-noticeably waist.

"C-Chisaki?" You squeak, one of his hands immediately rolls your shirt up and off of you, you squeak again in surprise, but he tossing your shirt and his coat haphazardly onto the floor. You immediately cover your breasts, your face once again blushing strongly, and he quickly does away with his masks as well, hanging them on a hook by the door as he gently turns your face to his by tenderly grasping your chin.

"I want you, Omega. I want you, (Y/N)." He rumbles, striding forward as you turn into a flustered, slicking, horny mess in his arms. His voice is like pure sex but only the deep, tasteful, romantic parts of it.

You mewl a little as he gently places you on his bed, but he rests his arms by your head and kisses you deeply, swallowing anymore noise with tenderness and care. You forget about your embarrassment as he gently move his lips against yours, his cock straining against his pants and pressing up against your legs a bit as he leans over you.

"Do you want me also?" Chisaki murmurs to you once the two of you run out of air to suck from each other's lungs, you immediately wrap yourself around him tightly. "Do you want me like I want you, (Y/N)?"

"Yes, Chisaki, yes I want you-" You don't get another words out as he kisses you again, his hands easily finding and undoing your bra before starting on the buttons of his shirt. Once you run out of air, he starts kissing the underside of your jaw as you pant quietly, he has to pause (his frustration visible) in order to pull his shirt off. You immediately touch the intricate, but traditional tattoos on his arms, pecs, and (you're willing to bet) his back. "You're so pretty, Chisaki."

"So are you, (Y/N), you just don't have art to paw at." He purrs as he descends on you again, you happily undo his tie for him as he kisses you, and the fact that you fumble with it from the distraction of kissing is adorable to him, and he can feel a small wet patch grow do to his leaking precum. You two pause again, and he attacks your throat and neck with powerful sucks and languid swipes of his tongue as you grind your clothed sex against his.

You gasp quietly when he whips your bra across the room, but he gently fondles one breast and you turn into a melty mess again. He chuckles, happily going back to his network of hickies trailing down your throat and across your shoulder. You happily tangle your hands in his hair, pressing him against you further with soft mewls of encouragement.

"A-Alpha, stop teasing!" You finally reach your breaking point, Chisaki almost rips your dress slacks in his immediately eagerness to get them off of you, you giggle a little and he blushes, burying his face in your neck before you tempt him out with kisses to his cheekbone and nose and the tip of his ear.

Then he actually rips them, his face morphing into one of shock and embarrassment as you giggle loudly and nuzzle him. He mumbles a hasty apology before eagerly pulling them off you, taking your panties with and tossing the mess by the foot of the bed before crawling up your body and trailing lazy kisses up from your bellybutton.

"Why are your pants still on?" You tease, kissing his nose before he can reply, he nips your bottom lip playfully, stilling feeling you up as you squirm gently.

"So impatient, (Y/N)." He teases right back, gently tugging on one of your nipples, you steal another kiss from him as he other hand (that is not forming a bruise on your nipple, not at all, no siree) trails down and teasingly circles your puffy little clit. You gasp in surprise, and Chisaki happily presses forward and slips his tongue and one finger into you at the same time. You melt into a happy, horny, submissive puddle under him, causing him to let out a deep and rumbling purr as he explores your mouth with fervent heat and dominance.

He gently explores your opening too, feeling you flutter around that single digit and getting painfully hard in his pants as he stretches you around a second finger. Your slick makes it easier, but it's still painfully obvious that you are still new at this. (So is Chisaki, but he's hoping you're too horny and heat-addled to realize this.)

You eagerly spread your legs a little, beyond ready for this part as your fingers once again find their way into Chisaki's well-kept hair and tangling it. You moan as his two fingers start to gently stretch you, you can feel Chisaki smile into the kiss a little before it goes from 'romantic exploring' into a creature of teeth and tongue and lots of purring from you both.

Unfortunately, Chisaki knows that you still need prepping, and as much as he enjoys the savage kiss, he separates to let you breathe and whimper and mewl as he continues to stretch you. (Both of you think this is taking a while, but this hasn't even been ten minutes since your butt hit his mattress.)

You surprise him when you nip his ear, but he happily turns your head and sucks on the tender skin underneath one of yours, returning you to the panting, mewling puddle. Your slick has surged so many times, his entire hand is covered up to his wrist, and he hasn't even gotten knuckle-deep yet.

"Such a messy Omega, (Y/N), look at what your naughty cunt has done to my hand." Chisaki purrs absolute filth into your ear, and your eyes roll slightly as you let out a porn star-worthy moan, his hips grind up against you exposed inner thigh roughly as he lets out a possessive growl. "Tell me, my messy Omega, who's making you so wet?"

"You, Chisaki, you are, Alpha!" You mewl, he slips a third finger in, starting to actually move deeper into you as you moan again, he happily continues to dirty-talk in your ear, telling you that this would have happened a lot sooner if you had told him that you were an Omega, he would have gladly bent his little nanny over his desk anytime. Or maybe he should've made you Present yourself to him, without any pesky suppressants to quell your scent, then he would've seen what a messy little cunt that hide itself in such a clean, proper suit would've been capable of.

Or maybe he should open the door, let the entire base hear you get railed.

You dissolve under him, not realizing that he's dissolving right with you, pulling his head closer to you as he finally extracts his fingers and simply Overhauls the rest of his clothes off. (Speaking of, where are your shoes? You swore you had them on in the hall, but your feet are bare now.)

"(Y/N), this may sting." Chisaki whispers into your ear, his head nudging your entrance gently, you tuck your face into his neck tightly, but you aren't afraid, simply nervous.

It does sting, but only enough to make you gasp a little, and that gasp is mostly from shock at Chisaki's sheer size. His girth and length were both big, and while he knows you've never had an Alpha before, this still made his already huge ego blimp.

"Chisaki, Alpha, you're huge." You pant into his neck, he struggles to fit himself into you, and you can feel the veins throbbing against your walls as he slowly sinks in, inch by inch, and you mewl once he reaches your G-spot. You pant against his skin as he slowly bottoms out in you, you can feel him twitching inside of you, but you were seeing stars anyway. "A-Alpha-"

"Sh, (Y/N), you need to adjust, Omega." He purrs into your ear, but his cock twitches strongly inside you at the thought of wrecking you severely, to where no man or Alpha could ever satisfy you again. "You're like a vice, Omega, you're squeezing me so tightly. What will happen when I blow my knot, hm? You're so small, I could break you in half with it."

You let out a sinful noise that Chisaki can barely recognize as an orgasm as you sink your teeth into his neck a little. You wrap your legs around his slim waist, anchoring him to you as your walls try to milk him through your orgasm.

"I can't wait for that sound to be my name, to hear you scream so hard the walls rattle-" This kick-starts his dirty-talk again as you slowly calm down, occasionally he shifts his hips, stimulating you just enough for you to know he's teasing you again. You actually clamp down on him and he buries his face in your shoulder with a groan that could make millions, and he slowly grinds against you.

"Naughty Omega, you naughty, naughty Omega." He rumbles from your shoulder, you pant happily in his ear, every deep, slow roll of his hip making you see stars all over again. "I should punish you for that, you naughty thing."

"Then punish me." You pant in his ear, the lick up the shell of it as he groans again, pushing a little harder against you this roll, "Punish me Alpha, make me regret teasing you."

Chisaki rumbles, he drags his hips out, and you expect another languid roll that hits all the right places, but he slams into you like a bullet-train instead.

You try to gasp in surprise, but he smirks against you skin, and that is the only warning you have before he starts pistoning his hips into yours at barely-human speeds.

"Gladly, Omega."

~

You open your eyes, sprawled out across Ch-Kai's chest, your face nuzzled under his chin softly as he continues to sleep while fully sheathed in you. You blink slowly and lazily a few times, trying to remember what day it is, and yawn quietly as you ponder. Kai shifts under you slightly as he stirs, you gently press your face back into the comfortable position you two had.

"How long have you been awake, (Y/N)?" He purrs at you, gently nuzzling you back as you yawn quietly against his throat. "Not long, sleepy-head?"

"Of course not, or I would've brought food." You sit up a little, your fresh Mating Mark stinging slightly as part of the coverlet falls off that shoulder. Kai gently licks it, you hum and kiss the side of his face gently. "If my math is right, today is Kurono's turn to make breakfast, he usually does something simple, like Omurice."

"Yes, but breakfast requires getting out of bed." Kai mutters, gently pulling you back down on his chest, you muffle a laugh at him as he settles his chin on the top of your head. "What? Eri was right when she called you the perfect cuddle-partner, as it turns out."

[certified-boyliker]

Cute Teacher (Chronostasis x M!Reader)

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“I’m doing this for Kai. I’m doing this for Kai. I’m doing this for Kai.”

“Uncle Hari, c’mon!”

“I cannot believe I’m doing this for Kai.”

[earlier...]

“Hari, I need you to take my child to a parent-teacher meeting tonight.”

Kurono turned to his boss, his mask hiding the anger and confusion “You want me to what? Why?”

“Tatsumi’s mom is out, and I have a meeting. I’d ask Nemoto or Setsuno, but they’re both doing something. And Rappa and Mimic would just raise questions.”

Kurono sighed and resigned his position, and left, carrying the young girl.

[present...]

“C’mon, my class is waiting!”

“Ugh, I’m sure the meeting hasn’t started yet.”

When he walked in the classroom, he saw four or five families looking at artworks, desks, and books. Kids were socializing and dragging their parents around, Kurono just prayed that Tatsumj would just do the former.

“Mister (L/N)!”

He looked up from the child, and saw a pretty man with a kind smile on his face. 

“Ah! Are you Mr. Chisaki?”

“No, I’m Mr. Kurono, Chisaki couldn’t make it today. He had a meeting that sprung up at the last minute and his wife was required to stay late at her jo-”

“He’s my Uncle Hari!”

Kurono was most likely blushing by this point, but it was quickly overtaken by anger when Tatsumi said that, but the man smiled, and giggled.

“I’m Mister (Y/N) (L/N). I’m her teacher, and I just wanted to say, cause I assume you’ll be telling him, that his daughter is wonderful!”

“I would guess so, her parents are wonderful, so she would be.”

The man giggled and Hari furrowed his brows, but they shot up when he saw your kind face.

“I take you didn’t actually wanna come here?”

“No, it’s not that... it was just so unexpected.”

He smiled again, “It was nice to talk to you, but I see another family walking in, and I’ll see you later.”

“Yeah...”

Kurono watched the man walk away. He was so beautiful. He had lovely hair, and vibrant eyes. He had a smile that lit up the entire world, and he was slowly slipping-

“Uncle Hari, wanna see my drawing?”

Kurono was snapped back to reality, “Huh?! Oh, yeah.”

When they sat down, Hari was once again, spacing out and staring at the teacher. He was so stunning, and he wanted to know him even more. He hadn’t realized the meeting was over, until he felt his sleeve get pulled on by Tatsumi. 

“C’mon! Oh! Tashiro!”

He saw the girl rush over to her friend and saw the kids meeting up, and he stood up, stretching his back.

“Heh, sorry about the chairs, sir.”

He looked down, and saw you. He blushed and smiled at him.

“It’s fine, just not what I’m used to.”

When all the parents and students were gone, Kurono and you stayed back.

“I noticed you were looking at me, so I made this.”

He handed Hari a slip of paper, and he blushed when he saw the number.

“Uh, I-I’ll call you.”

“Talk to you later, Hari Kurono.”

“You too.”

As he drove the kid back, he looked at the rambling girl.

“He has the fluffiest kitten you’ve ever seen! I can’t wait to see mom and dad back home!”

Hari screeched to a stop at the compound, slowly turning to the girl.

“I thought your mom was working till 1 am tonight and Kai was still in his meeting?”

“Oh... they did tell me to remember that.”

Hari. Couldn’t. Believe it. He just took their child to see their teacher, while they stayed home. He stormed into the compound, walked to the sitting room and glared at the couple who were playing Shogi as he set Tatsumi down.

“You two!”

“Hello Hari, I assume that Tatsumi is doing good?”

“She is doing wonderfully, but you two were trying to set us up?!”

“Well, Tatsumj thought it was good idea, and she wanted to see her teacher be happier than he already was, and she just wanted to see you happy!”

“And now I owe my wife ¥250, cause I assume you got her number.”

“Yes, I did.”

“Told ya, babe.”

“Shut up, angel. But thank you Hari.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Secretly, he was happy that he did meet (Y/N), and he was going to call him.

[grapementos]

i cannot reach you

a/n: just felt like writing this. also, this is post graduation.

gn y/n x kirishima

read pt 2 here + pt 3 here

warnings: ambiguous angst, mha spoilers.

kirishima wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box, but he knew well enough when he was in danger. he knew when a fight was lost, and he knew when to back down. knowing this, you don’t tend to worry much when he’s patrolling.

of course, this doesn’t stop you from subscribing to every news outlet in his patrolling vicinity to ensure you don’t miss anything important. hero work was important to him, and you did your best to support him in his endeavors. some days, however, you just couldn’t help the anxiety that crawled down from your brain to pool in your stomach, making your limbs like lead as you tried to go on with your routine. he knows how hard it is for you at times, which is why you can’t believe the article in front of your eyes.

“y/n, babe, i’m home!”

The object of both your affection and anxiety waltzes in the door, a tired grin plastered on his face. no scratches or bruises marred his face, a telltale sign that patrol was relatively tame and filled with petty criminals, if that.

his grin drops as soon as he sees your face and the phone in your hand.

“rappa, huh?”

his jaw clenches, mind racing with what you hope is clarification or a laugh at your misunderstanding, but instead you’re met with disappointing silence.

“‘unbreakable hero red riot publicly addresses ‘rematch’ rumors with villain rappa.’” reading the headline aloud makes your eyes sting as you skim through the article for the quote you’re looking for.

“babe-”

“‘i’ll fight you in your own city. it’s about time for a rematch.’” your tone didn’t carry the same eccentric confidence his likely did, “ei, what are you doing?”

it came out more accusatory than you had intended, but you were hurt. you knew about rappa and almost every one of his endeavors during high school, especially those that tore him down to his rawest form.

“y/n, that’s not what i meant. it was just the heat of the moment, you know how hyped i get around the press.” his grin was back, and the once endearing sight just brought you more frustration.

“you cant lie. not to me. i know, ejirou. i know that rappa did a number on your confidence, but you’re unbreakable now, babe. you have to let this go.” unwillingly, you took a step towards him, phone falling uselessly to your side.

he looked conflicted again, fists clenching by his side as your words washed over him,

“y/n, please. i have to. i have to be a man and face rappa.” he sucked in a breath, as if he’d reached a conclusion, “i have to be a hero.”

your resolve snapped. every bit of anxiety and frustration that had been steadily rising throughout the day was ready to take aim and unleash its wrath upon kirishima.

“a hero? what hero gets baited by their high school oppressor? this isn’t heroism, ei. it’s revenge.” you demand, shoving the screen of your phone towards him, “and this? i have to open my phone to see this? do you know how worried this makes me?”

“it’s not revenge, y/n. i’m sorry for worrying you, but it’s hero work. you know what my work entails, so why is it such a big deal now?” he frowns, pushing your phone out of his face.

it’s funny hearing his voice slowly start to raise. kirishima isn’t quiet by any means. he’s always laughing, boisterous and loud with his friends or even random civilians he met on the street. to hear that voice even slightly angry was rare, even more so when it’s being directed towards you.

“because this fight isn’t worth it! this villain damaged you back in high school. imagine how much stronger he’s gotten now.” your reasoning clearly fell on deaf ears as a look of betrayal fell upon his face.

“im not fragile, y/n. that’s what unbreakable is. why don’t you think i can beat him, huh? i’m not the same as i was in high school.” he looked down at his hands, “is that how you see me? weak?”

for a moment, you could only look at him incredulously. how was he completely missing the point here? was his confidence that shot that he felt even you thought he was weak?

“this isn’t about your abilities, ejirou! it’s about us! it’s about me! it’s about you going somewhere that i can’t follow.” the dam was finally broken, tears cascading down your cheeks as you dropped your phone on the floor, “i cant do this. i cant be constantly wondering if you’re okay, or if you’re coming home. everyday, i..” you blink up at the ceiling to gain some composure, digging your nails into your palms, “i feel like you’re so out of reach. and then you pull this and i.. i can’t stand to see you act so recklessly.”

by the end of your speech, your head is fuzzy and your eyes itch, a tiredness seeping into your brain.

“what do you mean you can’t do this?” he asked quietly after a beat of silence, his bottom lip quivering at the thought of your implication.

“honestly? i don’t know. i don’t know what i mean. i need to think.” you murmur, starting to walk past him, “and i think you do too.”

he quickly grabs your arm before you can reach the door, “y/n, no. no. don’t leave, please. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, i’ll do whatever it takes. just don’t walk out.”

he’s crying now, you realize through hazy eyes. and you want nothing more than to hug him and tell him how proud you are of his accomplishments, but you can’t. you’re serious, and he needs to know you are.

“i’m going for a walk.” you tug your arm out of his grasp, opening the door and tossing a glance back over your shoulder,

“bye, kirishima.”

you’re so cute when you reblog

[dabilove27]

Bright

Pairing: Kirishima x Fem!Reader 

Rating: T

Warnings: Idiots who don’t realize they are in love, some language, a tiny bit of angst but it has a happy ending! I think that’s all  

Word Count: 5.2k

A/N: So this is the first thing I've ever written and posted on here.  It might be 5.2 words of crap but I put a lot of work into it.  I just want to thank my amazing friends for hyping me up to finally post this and the never ending support.  I love y’all so much! Y’all’s encouragement has meant so much to me!

At the start of this journey, you never would have guessed this is where the two of you would end up. Swaying slowly, in a large ballroom with the lights turned low, in the most expensive white dress you would ever own. Your arms wrap around the muscular neck of the love of your life, and everything feels complete. Marrying Eijirou Kirishima was a dream. Grinning, you look up at his glowing face as you finish your first dance as husband and wife. Being in his arms, you felt safe and secure as he wrapped them around your waist. In moments like this, it was hard to think of a time when you weren't the center of each other's lives.

You met Kirishima the same day you began your hero journey at UA.  

Scurrying down the massive hallways, you make it to your homeroom of 1-A. Many students already occupy the classroom and are engaged in conversations. Maneuvering around the groups of students, you find your assigned seat and begin to settle in. As you scan the room, your eyes land on a boy with spiky hair and vivid red eyes. His smile beams, and as you continue to glance at him, a small grin grows on your face. As if feeling the weight of your gaze on him, he turns towards you, and his eyes meet yours. Oh crap, he noticed me staring, you hastily turn your face down to your desk as you feel the warmth of embarrassment in your face.

You hear shuffling from a chair scraping across the floor, and then a cheerful voice exclaims, "Hi, I'm Eijirou Kirishima! Nice to meet you..." he pauses, waiting for you to introduce yourself. You move your gaze from your desk to his face, and that's when you see his smile. From far away, his smile was bright, but up close, it appeared to be blinding. Positivity radiates from him.

Swallowing down your previous embarrassment, you introduce yourself and tell him it's nice to meet him too.  Without you realizing a small grin comes to your face.

Kirishima stands there, grinning at you as he dives into a conversation with you as if the two of you had known each other for years. Kirishima's heart seems to stop dead in its tracks as he watches the small grin you have blossom into a full smile.  He wasn't sure if he believed in love at first sight, but something was happening as he continues to stare into your eyes.  Fumbling, he continues to try and carry on a conversation, and he swears he feels his heart stop again when you laugh.  

You and Kirishima become fast friends after that initial meeting. His passion and upbeat personality are hard to overlook.  He becomes a bright part of your daily life. You spend your day's training, studying, and eating lunch with him frequently.  Something you didn't notice was Kirishima's lingering glances or how his smile would beam when he would make you laugh.  Eventually, both of you became part of the Bakusquad, and even with a new friend group, you always seem to gravitate to each other.

Your first year at UA could be summed up like a whirlwind. From the USJ incident, the sports festival, and later the training camp. It was no surprise that tensions were high when you and your classmates moved into the dorms.  Through all the ups and downs, you and Kirishima would find each other for support.  

Sometime later, a few of your classmates were given the task of infiltrating a Yakuza hideout with the Pro Heros. Heart pounding, you wished Kirishima good luck on his mission without realizing how dangerous it would be.  He cherished the tight hug you gave him before he had to leave.  He pulled that memory to cope with the physical pain while being taken to the hospital.  With that in his mind, he felt more at ease, knowing he would see you soon.

News had spread that the fight with the Yakuza group wasn't a pretty one, but you had no idea how Kirishima had faired.  Anxiety pulsed through your body as you walked to the hospital where Kirishima was.  

Making your way through the sterile hospital hallways, your heartbeat was racing as you approach his door.   Knocking gently, a muffled "come in" came through the other side.   Slowly, you open the door, and your eyes find Kirishima's red ones. Kirishima was sitting up in his hospital bed, with white bandages almost wholly covering him. The only things you could see were his eyes with dark bags below them, a few tufts of hair, and his mouth that was curving into a small grin when your eyes met.

Kirishima's heart begins to beat a little bit faster the moment his eyes meet yours.  It felt like a lifetime since that hug before the mission.  There was a moment during his fight with Rappa he wasn't sure if he ever would see you again.  The feeling of joy at seeing your face overcame him.  At that moment, the only thing that mattered to him was you and seeing your precious face light up.  It was like he couldn't feel the physical pain from the fight anymore.

Your giggle brought him back to the moment.  A longing goes through his chest as he watches you cover your mouth with your hand. You are trying to smother your giggles at his mummy-like state. "Hey! Come on, don't laugh!" Kirishima exclaims, his smirk spreads wider as more giggles continued to leak out of you.

"Sorry, you're right; it's not funny that you got hurt, but at least you have a Halloween costume idea," you respond playfully and send him a quick wink as your giggles finally died down. Moving towards the chair near his hospital bed, you pull out the small lunch you packed for him. "I'm glad you're okay, Eijirou," you mutter in a more somber voice, thinking about the horrible what-if scenarios that could have happened. You lift your hand to your eyes to rub any away any tears that threaten to fall.  The last thing you want is to make this about you after what Kirishima had to experience.  

Kirishima swallows, his eyes focusing on your face as you sink into the chair with a sad smile. His chest clenches as the smile continues to shrink. He clears his throat and tries to pick up the mood; it kills him to see you sad. "Yeah! I'm just fine! Now let me eat whatever smells so delicious in there," he declares in an upbeat tone as he maneuvers in his bed to scootch closer to you.    

Your sad smile morphs into a happier one after hearing his encouragement, and you move your eyes to meet his. Kirishima never ceases to amaze you with his positive outlook. He's sitting there beaming and lively as ever, not letting his injuries get him down. Little did you know, despite the physical pain Kirishima felt, he was putting on a happy face for you. He would do anything to keep a smile on your face.   

It dawns on you that both of his arms are in slings, and there is no way he can feed himself. Letting out a soft sigh and shaking your head, you pull out the chopsticks you brought. "Well, it looks like you can't move your arms like that," you gesture with your hands, "so I guess I will have to feed you” you say with a wink. You move to pick up a piece of chicken and begin to bring it towards his mouth.   

Kirishima was thankful you couldn't see his entire face right then. He didn't want you to see the blush growing across his cheeks. "No, I-um. It's okay, I've-" he stammers to find something to say as thoughts fly through his mind.  Should I stop her? I can feed myself, right? Fuck, she's so cute. 

Kirishima's heart is pounding as his eyes dart between your face and the hand that continues to move to his mouth. This moment allows you to pop the chicken piece in his slightly gaping mouth.  Kirishima sits there in bewilderment, still with his mouth agape.  Gently placing your hand below his bandaged chin, you push upward to close it. "Now chew, Eijirou," you say with a soft grin as you pull your hand away. It takes him a moment before his brain begins to work again, and he chews and swallows the piece of food.

After that, Kirishima lets you serve him the rest of the meal. He wasn't sure if the blush left his face or his heart ever stopped racing. One thing he was sure of is that he wants this moment to never end.  With the warmth of having you so close and smelling your familiar smell, he could swear this was paradise.  That was the moment Kirishima knew he wanted something more profound than friendship with you.  He knew he wanted to live a life where being this close to each other was normal and not just because he went on a terrible mission.

Years go by, and your friendship with Kirishima is steady as you enter your third year at UA. Almost all your classmates watch as his feelings grow into something more profound while you remain oblivious.  Almost everyone could see that Kirishima would take any chance to be closer to you.  

They could see it in the way he would try to switch partners during training exercises. "Hey, Oijiro! Did you get paired with Y/N for training? My quirk would work better with hers for this exercise. Let's go ahead and switch."

In the way he would pull Bakugou over to the side and talk with him when Bakugou yells at you. "Bakubro, hey man, can you tone it down a bit? She didn't mean to insult your cooking."  

On movie nights with the class, he would try to save the love seat that perfectly fit the two of you. "Denki! I know you and Y/N both hate horror movies, but she'll end up digging her nails into your skin during the worst parts. Let me save your arm, and I'll sit with her."  

You didn't notice all the little things like your classmates did.  Kirishima was your best friend. It didn't matter that he would want to train with you; he knew your quirk the best and vice versa. It wasn't a big deal when he would get on Bakugou for yelling at you; friends stick up for each other. You thought he was sweet when he would want to sit next to you during movie night.

The only thing Kirishima hadn't done yet was confess his feelings to you. The fear of destroying your friendship kept him from putting his feelings into words. So he would sit by and enjoy the feeling of you being close to him during training. Or bury his face into your hair whenever the two of you cuddle up together on the movie nights. He would put his feelings aside to relish in the smiles you would send his way when he would crack jokes. Because he would never want to lose these things if you didn't like him back.

And deep down, there was something there for you too. But you wouldn't say anything either. Because both of you would rather keep it safe than risk rejection from your best friend. It was easier this way.  

"You're an idiot, Shittyhair. Fucking say something already," Bakugou complains to the red-haired male as they walk to class one cold morning.

"Hush, man, someone could hear!" Kirishima glances around to make sure none of your classmates are close enough to overhear the conversation. The last thing he needs is someone like Denki or Sero finding out and spilling it to you. "Besides, your talking nonsense. We are just friends." Kirishima laughs nervously and moves his hand to rub the back of his neck under his scarf. A small pang of sadness goes through his heart at saying it out loud.  

"Yeah, whatever idiot," Bakugou responds with a shake of his head and chooses not to push it.  While you and Kirishima are idiots ignoring mutual feelings, Bakugou is much more observant. He hopes Kirishima makes his move soon because he can see someone else trying to come into the picture.

Your final few months of high school is when things change for the two of you.

"I like you. Would you please go on a date with me?" Words flow smoothly from the man in front of you.

Sure, you had gotten closer to Todoroki after being in the same class with him for over three years. You worked with him on a couple of projects, trained together, and even studied together sometimes. But having him confess feelings was not something you were expecting.

Standing there, feelings of excitement and confusion radiate through you and leave you speechless. You want this moment, but with someone else. Kirishima's soft crimson eyes and spiky hair come to your mind, and a familiar ache begins in your heart. An ache that you have tried to battle away these last few years. But we're only friends. If he had wanted more, he would have said something by now. You are so caught up in your thoughts you almost forget that Todoroki is still waiting for your answer.

Letting out a breath you didn't realize you were holding, you push down those feelings. Lifting your eyes, you meet the blue and grey ones staring back at you, awaiting your answer.  Even if you hold feelings for Kirishima, there was a possibility he didn't feel the same, and so you chose to give this a chance.  

A small smile comes to your face as you respond. "Sure, Todoroki, I would love to go on a date with you."  

Gossip spreads like wildfire among your class.  It's not really a surprise considering some of the classmates you have. As the day progresses, almost everyone is aware that Shouto Todoroki asked you on a date.  And eventually, Kirishima would find out too.  

Walking through the kitchen in your dorms, he happens to overhear the end of a conversation between Mina and Ochacho.  Mina was musing aloud about your upcoming date with Shouto without realizing he had walked in. "Oh, I wonder where Todoroki is going to take her! I bet it will be fancy, and the food will be amazing!" Mina gushes.

"Whoa! Todoroki confessed to someone? Who's the lucky person? I bet it's Yaoyorozu. They'd be pe- why are you looking at me like that?" Kirishima stops his animated monologue and gives Mina a confused expression. Mina's animated face falls to a more melancholy expression as she turns towards him.

"Oh Eijirou, um well, you see, Todoroki asked Y/N on a date." Mina's words stumble out carefully, knowing this news would hurt him.  "She said yes." Mina finishes as she breaks eye contact with Kirishima.  Kirishima's face falls as he continues to stare at Mina as his world crumbles around him. His chest was aching at the surreal probability that he had lost his chance with you.  

How could he ever compete with Todoroki? He was one of the strongest in the class and could own up to his feelings.   He feels tears begin to sting behind his eyes as his thoughts weigh heavily on him. Kirishima has never had to deal with this before. No one else had ever approached you with confessions. They all saw you with Kirishima and knew how he felt. But what could he do now? He couldn't confess now. That could ruin any happiness you might have with Todoroki, as well as your friendship with him. It would be selfish of him to try and ruin that for you, no matter how bad it hurt him. Turning away from Mina and Ochako, Kirishima swallows his feelings. He treks toward his room, ignoring Mina's desperate calling to him. Closing his door, he sinks down immediately and covers his face with his hands. The tears he held back in the hallway begin streaming down his face as he thinks about the woman he loved being with someone else.

Like most new relationships, things were awkward with Todoroki at first. His stoic personality is a stark contrast to Kirishima's bright and upbeat one.  It's not like you were trying to compare the two, but Kirishima had been your focus for three years now.  Accepting the date with Todoroki was something you did to try and have your own happiness. Expecting him to share your feeling was unrealistic.  You had to move on from him.  

Months pass, and your relationship with Todoroki grows. At the same time, your friendship with Kirishima seems to stretch further apart. The time you spend with Kirishima is replaced by the time you spend with Todoroki. He no longer always tried to be the one with you in training.   He stopped making excuses to sit next to you on movie nights. It was Todoroki's job to take care of you now. While Kirishima's heart ached, he wanted you to be happy. It hurt to see you intertwine your fingers with Todoroki. His heart felt like it was shattering him to see you lean into Todoroki on hard days instead of him. It killed him when your beautiful laughter filled the halls at something Shouto had said and not him. Despite all this pain, Kirishima did not want to ruin your happiness, so he stays quiet.  

Your final year at UA is coming to an end, and graduation is right around the corner. The absence of Kirishima leaves a hole in your heart. Things don't feel as bright as they once had. You miss spending time with him and being close. He was, or had been, your best friend before all of this.

Todoroki is a wonderful boyfriend. He's kind and goes out of his way to make sure you are happy, but he's also able to see that you aren't as comfortable as you had been. Trying hard, you still spend time investing in your relationship with Shouto. But deep down, your heart is longing for someone else.

"We should talk," Todoroki murmurs, sitting down with you on the floor against your bed in your dorm room. You know what that phrase means. "I know I'm not always the best with picking up certain things, but I can tell when something isn't right with you," he says as he turns towards you and slides his hand to intertwine his fingers with yours. The warmth that radiates from his left side seeps into your palm gently.

You try to blink back some tears threatening to fall as you rub your thumb gently back and forth over Todoroki's knuckles. The thought of making eye contact with him feels overwhelming. Facing the pain of a possible breakup and the pain of the person you really love not being in your life was too much to handle. "I'm sorry, Shouto, I want this to work, but…" your voice trails off as more tears begin to slide down your face.

"But I'm not him." Todoroki lifts his free hand to wipe away a few of the tears with his thumb.  You relish a little in the cool sensation against your warm cheeks. "I didn't realize until after I confessed how much he cared for you. I finally noticed how he looks at you after we started dating." He pauses for a moment and looks down at your linked hands. "And how you look at him." He squeezes your hand softly a moment before silence overtakes the room.  

"I'm sorry, Shouto." You let out a whisper and give his hand a gentle squeeze back

Todoroki lifts your chin gently with the hand that isn't holding yours and moves your gaze to his. Smiling, he says, "I think you should tell him. I like you a lot, but Kirishima has your heart.  I think we both want you to be happy, and I know he will make you happier than I can." With that, he pulls you into an embrace and places a small kiss on the top of your head.  

You feel your chest tighten as his lops gently leave your head, and he begins to pull away. You aren't sure if you should reach out to him or try to save this. Even though you know he's right, your heart still aches. No one said breakups were comfortable, even if it was best for both of you. Tears continue to drip down your cheeks as Todoroki quietly makes his way out your door and closes it with a little click. Pulling your knees up to your chest, you bury your face into your arms and let the silent tears fall.

As fate would have it, Kirishima is making his way down the hallway as Todoroki is leaving. "She needs you right now," Todoroki says as he continues to walk by Kirishima. Without any explanation, Kirishima knew it was you. He felt his palms begin to become clammy with sweat as a thousand scenarios flashed through his mind.

Kirishima stops walking and gives Todoroki's retreating figure a skeptical look. "What do you mean?" The words rushed out of his mouth as his pulse begins to pick up. You had Todoroki now; why would you need him? The thought flashes through his mind. Todoroki doesn't respond, just continuing to walk towards the elevators to go to his own floor. Kirishima begins to move again faster than he was before to your room. Standing outside the door, he doesn't bother knocking and barges into your room.  

Seeing you curled up on the ground and the shine of shed tears on your cheeks causes Kirsihima's heart to lurch.  Time feels like it is moving slowly as he stumbles over to you.  He needs to hold you, had to let you know that everything would be okay.  

As he sinks down to sit next to you, Kirishima envelops your shoulders in his muscular arms.  Instantly, you lean into him like nothing had ever changed.  Taking in a breath with a little shudder, you inhale his familiar cologne.  It's a smell you never realized how much you'd miss.  And his embrace is precisely what you needed right now.   Kirishima buries his face to the top of your head and intensifies his hold on you.   He gently rubs his fingertips up and down your arm in a way that he knows brings you comfort.  

Hey, what happened?" Kirishima softly whispers into your hair. He isn't a confrontational man, but it took every bit of restraint in him not to go confront Todoroki and demand why he left you here in this state.  

A little sniffle from you as you wipe away more tears brings him back to this moment. Todoroki didn't matter anymore, only you, only making sure that you were okay. "We broke up, Eijirou," you softly say with a little tremble of your bottom lip as more tears threaten to fall.  

At those words, it was like he had been dunked in cold water. How could Todoroki be so stupid to let you go? And before he can even stop himself, he is saying things that he has held on to for so long, "He's an idiot. If I had you, I would never let you go." Panic courses through his veins as his thoughts begin to race. Crap! That's not what she needed to hear, and she doesn't like you like that idiot! Kirishima stiffens as he feels you reposition yourself so that you are looking at him directly. "Ah, sorry, that was uncalled for," Kirishima laughs nervously while redirecting his gaze to the ceiling, hoping that you don't catch the blush rising on his face.  

"Eijirou, I actually want to talk to you about that," you sniffle again and take one of his large hands in your own. "Please look at me," you plead softly as Kirishima returns his gaze to meet yours. "I like you a lot Eijirou, and that's why Shouto and I didn't work out. You don't have to return my feelings, but-" you try to finish, but Kirishima cuts you off.

"I like you too! I've liked you for a long time!" The words rush from Kirishima's mouth; he moves quickly and clasps your smaller hands in his grip. This feels right. He feels right. "I know this might not be the best time, but I'm not letting my chance escape again. When you are ready, please go out with me."  

Looking at Kirishima with his bright crimson eyes and a smile that shines like the sun, you can't stop the grin forming on your face. He's still able to bring a smile to your face even when feeling so down. This is everything you've ever wanted. "Yes, I'll go out with you, Eijirou," letting out a little giggle as his smile grows to the largest you think you've ever seen. The joy is beaming from his smile.  

Graduation passes, and your relationship with Kirishima seems to integrate seamlessly into both of your lives. Your friendship morphs into becoming partners. There was a neverending slew of dates with Kirishima wanting to try everything with you.  From dinner dates to going to the beach, each new adventure added another incredible memory of your relationship together.  It was like the two of you were meant to be, and every memory solidified that.  

A few years later, on a day in early December, Kirishima tells you he is taking you on a surprise date. He refuses to let you know where you are going or what the date would involve.  The only thing he will tell you is to dress warm because the date involved you going outside.

As the two of you drive out of the city to a rural area, you can see Kisishima practically bursting at the seams.  There are small signs you have picked up all these years together that you know means he's nervous.  The leg he isn't using to drive is bouncing up and down, and he reaches out to grasp your hand and squeezes gently from time to time.  You make a choice not to question him because you can see how hard he is trying to keep this a surprise, and it's cute; you don't want to ruin that for him.  

He pulls the car up to a gated expanse of land and quickly inputs a code into a keypad. The gate slowly creaks open, and Kirishima continues to drive onto the property. Excitement and questions bubble up inside of you as you gaze out the window. You can't see much, though, because everything is pitch black, except for the vast amount of starts that are typically dulled by the city lights. He drives the car a little bit more down the path before he stops and puts it into park.

"Okay, we're here!" He exclaims while clamoring out of the vehicle to come to open your door for you.    

Stepping out of the car, you grasp for Kirishima's forearm. Your hand meets his toned bicep, and you cuddle into his warm side. Both for the heat and balance because you can hardly see in the dark.

Fuck, she's so cute.  Kirishima gets lost in his thoughts as he feels your body cuddle into his.  Sometimes it feels surreal to him that he's able to call you his, that you are here with him, that you picked him. He watches you as you tilt your head up to look at all the stars. At that moment, it was like all his nervousness melted away; seeing your beautiful face gazing up at the sky made his heart stop.      

"Babe, it's so gorgeous," you say in awe. Moving your gaze from the sky, you look over to Kirishima's face. The only thing you can make out in the dark is the small smile on his face.  

"Come on sweet girl, walk with me." Kirishima extends his hand, and you reach out to place your hand in his. Both of you stumble along through darkness together for a few steps in silence.  He gradually comes to a stop between two trees that are intertwined above you.  "Stand right here,"  he speaks quietly while letting go of your hand as you quirk a confused brow at him.  You couldn't see what he was doing, but you were able to hear him exhale a big breath and shuffle around.  

As you wait for Kirishima to finish whatever he is doing, you glance to the sky again to see the stars scattered across the night sky.  All of a sudden, the trees explode with tiny twinkle lights of various vibrant colors. Strands of lights wrap through the branches and down the tree's base.  Your breath hitches as you stand in awe for the second time that evening.

Your mind drifts back to Kirishima as your heart fills with warmth.  This is one of the reasons you love him so much.  He knows how much you love the holiday lights this time of year, always dragging him through the city to see them all.  Little gestures like this were what made him perfect.

Adjusting your gaze to the spot where Kirishima was, you see him down on one knee. It's a scene that's played over in your mind many times. But that doesn't stop the immediate shock that goes through you as tears begin to form.

Moving your gaze, you see him holding a small black bock that he begins to open.  Your name escapes his lips before he begins, "I love you so much. You are my best friend and my everything. I've loved you since our first year at UA.  From that moment you came to see me at the hospital. I want us to be together forever. I want to be able to call you my wife. Will you marry me?" Kirishima finishes with a shaky breath and smiles up at you.  He hopes you can't hear the pounding of his heart as he waits for your answer.

Your heart flutters as you look at his smiling face. That smile is more brilliant than the stars and lights together, and just like the first time you met, you can't help but smile back. "Yes, Eijirou, yes, I will marry you!" A few tears escape from your eyes as he slips the engagement ring on your finger.

Kirishima stands and pulls you into a crushing embrace that lifts you off the ground.  You could stay in his gentle but firm hold forever.  As he sets you down, he brings his lips to yours.  The familiarity of his slightly chapped lips lets you get lost in him.  He's your everything, and this is all you could have ever asked for.  You couldn't wait to spend the rest of your life with your best friend, the love of your life, Eijirou Kirishima.

And all those moments bring you to the best night of your life so far—the day where you marry your best friend.  Held safely in his strong arms, you wouldn't trade this for anything—your bright and shining Eijirou Kirishima.

Alright! If you have taken the time to read this, thank you!! This will probably be one of the softer things on my blog. So I'm not sure if I'll write something like this again. But again, thank you for taking the time to read!  

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[katsuflossy]

Can I request headcanons for Bakugou, Shinsou and Deku where they like someone who can be very honest and blunt so sometimes their comments might come off as an accidental roast or maybe they didn't read the room and didn't sugarcoat something they said? It was never out of malice, but they don't have a filter if you know what I mean?

Their Blunt S/o

Pairings: Bakugo x reader, Izuku x reader, Shinso x reader

Warnings: a lil’ obscenities, one la ganja joke.

A/n: Sorry for the long wait. I myself is quite blunt but I didn’t want the reader to be completely mean 😭 I hope you like it!!

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💥 Really loves how you smoke everyone with your blunt ass (huehuehue marijuana joke)

💥 He’s usually on the same wavelength as you; you two are both crude, poison-laced tongue individuals.

💥 But you don’t mean any harm at times while Katsuki does.

💥 The first time you guys met was when he was talking about how he’ll destroy Midoriya during the first quirk test of the class.

💥 The scene was taking up all the time in the day and you were hungry. So you intervened. “Just get on with it. You’re wasting everyone’s time here Atomic Blonde.”

💥 I made that joke already just leave me alone

💥 He turned around, ready to light your ass on fire however Aizawa wrapped him up like a mummy before he could reach you.

💥 Really despised you for a while. Mans is upset because you don’t care about what comes out your mouth and you’re always pointing out some flaws in his technique or personality.

💥 But the miracle happens that he saw how your comments actually pushed him to perform better in both school work and training.

💥 Thus you are integrated in the Bakusquad! 🥳

💥 He loves your presence, eyeing you while you both help the rest in the frequent study sessions, Laughing when you comment on Denki’s lame pick up lines and Kirishima’s clumsy ass.

💥 When it’s his turn, he goes all dramatic with it to keep your attention on him. Once your eyes land on him, he intends to keep them there by any means necessary. The usual strategy is to tease and start a roast session that becomes a staple in your everyday lives.

💥 He really appreciates how you treat him differently than everyone else.

💥 So when everyone was pitying him after his kidnap and the battle of All Might vs AFO. He was so frustrated.

💥 The day he arrived to school, everyone was willing to do everything for him: hold his bag, get him lunch and other offers that made him seem helpless.

💥 So the day when everyone was in the lounge room and Kirishima offered to take his suitcase upstairs, you decided to say a few words.

💥 “Why are you doing that? He’s not a fucking baby. Stop treating him like a limping wolf.” You then turned to Bakugo. “And you, we get it. Your backbone is strong and you hate being helpless but sometimes you need fucking help both physically and mentally so be an actual man and actually fucking talk instead of blabbering all this unphased bullshit.”

💥 Dead silence dissipated all the nonsensical talk in the room before Bakugo stormed off, a shadow casted over his brow as his fingers creaked under its own force to remain fisted.

💥 As soon as he left, Tsuyu turned to you criticising your approach even though it was true. But the truth hurts and you believe everyone should deal with the pain 🤷🏽‍♀️ cmon bad bitch

💥 Arrived at your door after the whole brawl with Midoriya, jaw puffed and red coordinating with a nasty gash on his arm. You dragged him in, berating his choices on releasing his emotions like a neanderthal. Among the constant scolds, he silenced you with a simple sentence.

💥 “I’m sorry. You were right and I need to talk to someone.”

💥 The night consisted of him talking about his life, insecurities and fears while attempting to compose his emotions. With a little push, all the feelings he kept where released to the wild, for the better.

💥 Now he has a whole new meaning for liking you.

🥦 Little baby boy can hardly withstand your bluntness

🥦 Attempts to be your translator if someone takes your words wrong.

🥦 Your critiques aren’t the nicest so Midoriya fills that gap in.

🥦 He’s always as flabbergasted as the receiver of your comments. His verdant eyes widened grandly and as he inhales a sharp gasp. After the shock he turns to the person with apprehension, letting your intentions be known in a softer version than it was given.

🥦 “Tenya, don’t ever try to make breakfast again. The eggs were shit like how did you even burn the water?” Midoriya quickly jumped in, waving his hands erratically to ensure no harm. “S-she meant that your eggs were—ehm— had a little saltiness to them and also to try keep the fire to—uh m-medium?”

🥦 Scared that someone will beat your ass over something you said but that isn’t no problem because that mouth comes with a good pair of hands.

🥦 But he really admires your sharp tongue and frank mind. Unlike hisself, you plough through all nervous talks and thoughts, making your thoughts as clear as day.

🥦 But he’s not excluded from any harsh comments.

🥦 After figuring out why he almost missed the talent show, you laid it on thick.

🥦”Are you completely nuts? Couldn’t you wait on Rappa or I don’t know call someone from up here to get security? You really just love to throw yourself in trouble, don’t you?”

🥦 Ngl, it did sting a little but whatever Izuku believed he did right, he will forever be proud of it. Aside from that, he is hurt that you thought his actions were irrational.

🥦 Noticing his frown and glossy eyes, you quickly apologised, not intending to ridicule his actions.

🥦 “Izuku, I...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you like that. I was just really worried and I care for you a lot.”

🥦 If he was close to crying from before he’s in tears now. His blush ignited his face as his mind mulled over your confession.

🥦 He accepted your apology and as his heart couldn’t take anymore blatant affection from a girl, you hugged him, hugged him.

🥦 And that’s how Midoriya fell even more hopelessly in love with you.

🎆 The tired baby boy

🎆 He is also blessed with the ability to be brash, although it is underhanded.

🎆 but he definitely noticed how brash you were when he confronted Class 1A before the sports festival.

🎆 The tension between Bakugo and the students outside palpable, the mixture of agitation and unease stifled the air everyone breathed until you trod to the door.

🎆 “Are you boys done with your little intimidation battle? Because I have an anime to binge watch and I’d rather not have it wait any longer.” You then turned to Shinso.

🎆 “By the way your hair is really cute.”

🎆 You left everyone gobsmacked as you passed through the crowd without fail, as if you didn’t even interrupt a brewing clash a second ago. But no one was as gobsmacked as Shinso who was blushing from the compliment.

🎆 Ever since, your bluntness has not wavered even after becoming friends with him through Kaminari and Sero.

🎆 You obviously showed you liked him. Your frank attitude included being downright honest in your attraction to him and others.

🎆 Exhaustion clouded his eyes heavily as he walked past your lunch table filled with Class 1A’s girls talking about their fears for the future. Mina’s almost drawn to tears about the upcoming math test as Uraraka consoled her worries.

🎆 Everyone was nervous, anxiety wore on their face and through the sounds of nail biting from Hagakure.

🎆 As soon as the mind control quirk wielder caught your eye, you couldn’t stop yourself from talking.

🎆 “Shinsou is so handsome. And he’s getting quite buff judging by how his shirt was constricting from before. Don’t you guys think?”

🎆 Your comment was loud enough to reach the by-passer, who blushed at the sudden compliment. His hand naturally travelled to the nape of his neck, soothing his own embarrassment as the table’s eyes, in particular yours, laid on him, waiting on his response.

🎆 “Why t-thank you, (Y/n)” He nodded in acknowledgment of your compliment and then walked briskly off to his own table.

🎆 Mina turned towards you as he was out of ear range. “Have you no shame?! I was crying about my grades before you suddenly wanted to say Shinso was hot.”

🎆 Everybody started saying how random and sudden you were before you shrugged your shoulders.

🎆 “A girl knows what she likes.”

🎆 Shinso eventually warms up to your sudden compliments and impartial bluntness

🎆 The two of you were eventually called a“pair of blunt knives” by Kaminari.

🎆 Doesn’t matter, it’s a cute couple name ☺️.