#yandere kendou rappa

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

Could I request letter yarrow or zinnia of the yandere flower thing for Rappa? Though he seems more like a 'babe' and not 'darling' type akdjfsk -

Also lily for Overhaul would be SO fitting if you're interested in one for him 👀 thank you!!

cw: Yandere Themes, Mentions / Allusions to Violence / Past Violence, Injury / Injury Imagery, Possessive Behavior, Isolation / Allusions to Isolation, Hinted Kidnapping, Unhealthy Relationships, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Themes not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Gender-Neutral Reader — Read at your own discretion! 18+ Only!

author's note: This is my first request! I hope that you enjoy. It was fun attempting to write Rappa—I enjoyed it! I also did your request for Overhaul, but I will post that fic in a separate post. This was a prompt from "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" and can be found here . REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN—READ TAGS! I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

PROMPT: Yarrow (Healing): "Let me heal your wounds, darling."

word count: Approximately 1k.

His stare burns into you.

Even though that floppy mask covers his face, drenches his eyes, it’s like they’re present, ever watching. You’ve always kind of felt like that everlasting gaze would just follow you everywhere you go. It would lurk in the backdrop, golden eyes a syrupy mess that was too thick to swim through. But they’re hidden, so you’ll never be able to see what emotions are dancing around before him. All you can do is bare yourself to him, arms outstretched and turned upside down. The flat of your forearms seem to glisten with sweat, with tears, and you have to curl your bottom lip in to bite down.

“What’d ya do to yourself, doll?”

You don’t want to answer him. The truth will get you in trouble, but a lie will get you even more in trouble. There’s not an option that sounds nice, and you swear you see his knuckles turn white. They squint, brighter and brighter, rich diamonds that offer zero security. You wonder how long it’ll take for those diamonds to encrust the wall, to stud strange patterns with each thrust.

He’s waiting for an answer, but his patience isn’t safe.

“I—I… I fell down the stairs.”

That wasn’t a lie but it wasn’t the truth. No. What had happened was you managed to slip through the guards posted around this underground base. You had meticulously studied every little twist and all of the alcoves this place offered, tucked it away, and stewed on a plan to escape. Months, it had taken months, and you had finally concocted something that you believed would work. It would have. It would have, but that damn freak in the white lab coat had unlocked that hidden doorway to descend the stairs at the very same time you had begun to ascend. Panic had eaten you alive, electricity that had no ending, and you slipped. Crashing and falling, each right angle had cut into you in ways you’d never known before, rattling your bones, knocking your organs from the inside out. And you know he noticed you, but he hadn’t said a word at the time. But there’s an inkling inside of you that your tumble didn’t stay secret for long.

Kendou doesn’t like your answer.

His fists, clenched, begin to unfurl until they’re long tentacles, stretching, thick, and you’re afraid they’re going to wrap around your throat to snap your neck. He’s never truly hit you. He’s too chivalrous for that—but everyone has a threshold. Everyone has a specific amount of chemicals that can be tossed on the neurons of their brain, birthing through axons and receptors, clicking and clicking before they snap.

“That it? Ya ain’t got nothing else to tell me?”

That lab coat freak snitched on you. There’s fury and rage burning behind your teeth, but you can’t do anything. You can’t even grit your teeth, nothing, but it doesn’t stop the broiling. Why did that freak tell Kendou? The two of them never talk! You’ve never seen them interact. The only people you have ever seen Kendou interact with is that Tengai or the boss of this whole underground lair. You must be shaking, that’s why your vision starts tunneling. There’s no other explanation. You’re spinning, everything is, and you’re trying hard to make sure your feet don’t stumble and sway out from underneath you.

You shakily hum.

“N-No. Nothing at all.”

He’s going to ask why you were so close to the exit, that you know. There’s no excuse in the world that you could conjure that would explain that. Kendou knows that you know that. And now that you’ve failed, forever and ever, you’re sure things are never going to be the same. Whatever little freedoms and trust you’d garnered evaporated, completely gone, and there’s no rewinding that. Kendou is never letting you leave this room again—after all of your hard work. Frustration isn’t even a word that can fully encompass all of the vibrations in your muscles, brewing your marrow, making you so very conscious of your state of being. You’re alive, you can feel it, and you can feel all of the times Kendou’s palms have traced over your flesh, have brought you closer to him, have twisted the locks to your chains. This is it. You’re through.

Kendou exhales, and it’s almost a laugh.

“Right. ‘M not even gonna attempt to argue with you on this. Sit on the bed now, and get rid of all’a the clothes covering where you’re hurt.”

Even though you want to kick and scream, even though you want to throw yourself onto the floor and never move again, even though there are tears threatening to rain in your eyes—you acquiesce. Your legs are trembling whenever you take a step back, and you feel like you’re going to faint whenever you clumsily pivot around. Each thud of your bare foot is a gong in your heart, it makes you shake, makes you ripple like skipping stones in a pond, and you feel like you’re walking straight into your grave. How long will you have to live here? How long will this take? When will you be free? Will you ever be able to climb that stairwell to sanctity? Is there even a sanctity?

The bed takes you well whenever your body fumbles and collapses into an awkward sitting position. You stay there, and your whole body is quaking, and you wonder what Kendou’s going to do. Your hands can barely function, frozen stiff, arthritis a vying snake, but you do what you’re told. Each article of clothing weighs a million, but Kendou’s words weigh a billion.

Kendou’s gone and back in a flash, and he’s carrying what looks like a first aid kit. His fingers ensnare that little box, and you’re so very aware of how big and powerful he really is at this very moment. He sighs, and it’s pissed off, but he doesn’t do anything except speak through a low tone, whispering, hissing,

“Let me heal your wounds, babe. And once I’ve got ya all patched up, I’m going to remind you where you belong.”

An everlasting gaze, and you’re trapped right within its clutches.

[love-toxin]

room service; rappa/oc.

a/n: this was a piece one of my lovely commissioners allowed me to post, featuring their oc and rappa. rough sex, size difference, drugs, shotgunning, overstim, creampie, biting/blood, possessiveness, established relationship, lemon. 

word count: 3.8k

The bag she once had been shouldering fell with a thump atop the chair nearby, shoes flung off at such high speeds they hit the opposite wall and left a little skid behind. She brushed it off, though, and sauntered over to the bed to collapse into it--the room had been cheap anyways, with cobwebs in the corners and sleazy-looking men slinking in and out of the lobby, so a few dents weren't gonna make any difference. 

She felt a smirk twitch up on her lips. Besides, she and her pumpkin were gonna leave a much bigger mess by the time they had to skedaddle in the morning. 

Hand shooting out to grab the remote off the nightstand, Hoshi sat up with a jolt, and aimed it towards the television to flick it on. News coverage, click, weather report, click, Spanish game show, click-

Bingo. An adult channel locked behind a paywall--and all she'd need was some poor sap's credit card, where in the world would she ever find one of those? Snickering, she pulled the little green card out of her bra, the greasy clerk at the check-in counter too occupied with the size of her lover to notice--and in moments she had it unlocked, and a plethora of free porn at her fingertips. Plenty enough to distract herself while Rappa was out doing some quick errand for Overhole…

Kicking off her bottoms and tearing off her top quicker than ever, she turned up the volume on a particularly raunchy video, with a hulking man that just so happened to resemble her lover, paired with a petite girl that barely measured up to his stomach. Hoshi stuffed her hand down her panties, already rubbing on her sensitive lips...when an idea hit her, and she paused the video for a second to scurry over to her bag, upturning it without care to everything that spilled on to the floor. Lucky for her, she'd actually remembered to roll a blunt in advance--several in fact, and scooping them up along with her lighter, she jumped back in bed to toss the extras on the nightstand, before popping one in her mouth and striking up a little flame to light it. 

"Thank fuck…"

Of every method she'd ever been forced to try, nothing calmed her down quite like pot. True, she still ended up being about ten times as jumpy and hyperactive as a normal human being--but it was definitely a shift in energy, and she liked it, taking a deep puff of the joint before lazily slipping a finger past her wet folds.

Some kind of time passed, the puffs of smoke and the mellow buzz in her limbs fogging up all of her senses...on the screen she watched the preppy little slut get her guts rearranged by the absolute behemoth on top of her, a giggle rising from her throat as she watched the actress scream in a hazy mixture of pleasure and pain. It was a more than familiar scene, except Kendou fucked in a much more savage way than some underpaid porn star--he was like an animal, a beast with a hunger for sex that never seemed to be satiated. 

The speed of her fingers picked up, and a moan slipped out around the cigarette in her mouth, her walls pulsing around nothing as she bucked up into her hand. She didn’t bother with how soaked her panties had gotten already, too involved in thoughts of her baby absolutely ripping into her like he had done so many times before--she fantasized about the painful stretch of her too-small pussy around his too-huge cock, about the rabid humping of her cunt while he yanked so hard on her hair, of the tight squeeze around him as her belly swelled with thick, virile cum, that burst out in blazing spurts and filled her up like no one else ever could. It was always difficult to really get into fucking herself on her fingers, when they were so small compared to the throbbing knob she was used to…

But that was remedied the second that the front door was kicked open, chunks splintering all over the floor as it crashed against the wall that stopped it. And standing in the doorway was her big, bad Rappa, chest heaving and pants already tight. 

“How’s my little sparkler, eh? Blow up some unlucky bastard while I was out?”

She shot up like a bullet, blunt nearly falling out of her mouth as she spread her arms wide open and squealed his name--and grabbing the edge to slam it shut behind him, the mangled door hanging crooked by his untamed strength, Rappa took only two heavy steps forwards before he was on top of her. He didn’t even need to bother taking off the plague mask--she ripped it off herself, the excitable villain already scrambling to press their lips together and dig her nails into his shoulders, only stopped for a moment so he could take the cigarette from her mouth and hold it aside. 

He didn’t even need to touch her to know how she’d been spending her time alone--the thick scent of her arousal had mixed with the smoke from the joint she’d been puffing on, to create a haze strong enough to force a growl to rise from his chest. The only thing that could make this better would be the heated smell of blood in the air--but based on how desperate they both were to tear into each other, that was definitely a future possibility. His hand practically dwarfed her ass, grabbing one of the soft cheeks to give it a rough squeeze, and the moan that he earned from his precious little shit-starter just made his arousal stir even more. 

“Fuckin’ cute little thing, makin’ it so hard not to split your little pussy in half…” 

She groaned at that, already bucking her hips up to try and grind down on his arm. When she wanted his cock, she got it--and when he wanted to stretch her so tight she felt like she was gonna tear in two, he wasn’t gonna let anything stand in his way.

“Then don’t hold back, big guy--I think your dick missed me, huh? Don’t you wanna make up the time, baby?” 

Hoshi only seemed to be able to speak through open-mouthed kisses, her teasing barely audible when she had her tongue already halfway down Kendou's throat. And God, if he could have just fucked her right then, no prep or lubrication needed...it seemed to be that his precious little sparkler was a magnet for him, presenting all his kinks and his deepest fantasies in the form of an adorable, itty-bitty villain with a fucked-up head. And he couldn't have asked for a better woman to take both his cock and his heart. 

“Nnh...ya still got all them aches from the last time, and still you’re rubbin’ on me wantin’ more...I bet you ain’t gonna stop til you choke on this dick, huh?”

With only one hand, he could completely cup her between her legs, the heel of his palm bumping against her clit, before he slipped two long, thick fingers inside her. His muscles rippled against her body, his presence intimidating like a fox about to devour a mouse...but the way he murmured in that growling tone against her ear made her shiver, and it just made her lust for him grow even stronger. With a chuckle that resonated through his entire body, Rappa set the joint he’d been holding between his lips, and took a deep inhale while she squirmed and panted underneath him. Somehow, in her desperation-fueled groping, she managed to yank the waist of his trousers down, though not enough to get at what she wanted--and she didn’t have the opportunity to either, when Kendou grabbed hold of her jaw and dug his blunt nails into her skin, forcing her to part her lips.

“Mnnh..”

In one breath, he blew a cloud into her open mouth, the smoke prickling the sensitive skin of her throat and sending a unique tingle into her blood. Inside, he dared her to moan as he curled his fingers inward, searching out that soft spot that would make her legs shake...and slipping one more in, he made sure to scissor them and stretch her out in preparation of what was to come. Quite honestly, she could do without the pot--Kendou was a drug by himself, especially when he smirked down at her from above, the smoldering joint dropped into the ashtray on the nightstand. Lord only knew how fucked her body would end up if they could do this all day, every day, and she would never have a single regret. 

“...Like that, my lil’ sparkler?” 

The way he grunted should have been illegal, and based on all the crimes he had committed even just today, it probably was. With a breathy giggle on her end, she blew the smoke back into his face, after it had done its job in her lungs--and for a second, she got a glimpse of those eyes underneath his bangs. If Rappa were a hero...well, all that she could say was that he would probably be pretty sought after. But she liked it better this way...when nobody would dare to try and get with him, especially when they knew she was close by. 

“Heh...hell yeah...emphasis on ‘my’?”

A snarky grin split wide across his face. Finally pulling his soaked fingers out of her, and after he managed to tug his pants down the rest of the way with an absence of anything underneath, his palms pressed downwards over her curves, drinking in all of that soft, smooth skin...until they came to a halt on her hips, and she felt the heat of his dick throbbing between her legs, as he let it rest momentarily against her belly. Something as thick, solid, and girthy as that...it could only be classified as a weapon of mass destruction. 

“Always.”

The head of his cock caught on her slicked-up lips, but as soon as he angled himself right and pressed in deep, an uncontrollable moan rose from her chest. Her muscles contracted tightly at first, but with her breathing eventually coming slower as he allowed her to adjust, she soon felt loose enough to let him move properly. Well, ‘properly’ was putting it loosely--he was fucking huge, so there was no doubt that she was gonna be sore. Something like that was probably never meant for a little thing like her...but it only added to the excitement, in the end. 

“Kendou-”

Her voice was practically a purr in the back of her throat now, cheeks flushed dark enough that it looked as though she had a fever--and that was only the beginning. By the time they were finished, she was certain she’d be hoarse, limp, and still begging for more. 

“Mh...so fuckin’ tight...gonna blow already, that’s how fuckin’ crazy you make me..” 

The skin of his palms rubbed roughly against her soft tits, sitting heavy and full in his massive hands. All she needed was a thumb brushing over her pert nipples, and she was a squirmy mess underneath him--wiggling on his dick like she was trying to get him to move, her back already arching far off the well-used mattress. Once old Overhole had gotten all that he wanted, and he had the opportunity to finally kill him for real, maybe he could buy his baby the softest mattress on the planet. Two, actually--since he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from breaking the first one when he was fucking her into a dazed stupor. 

“Quit teasin’, Rappa…c’mon..”

“That’s Kendou to you, my pretty lil’ pet..”

He revelled in the cry that he ripped from her throat, as his hips rocked hard into her--and her walls immediately began to throb, as he picked up the pace quick to slam into her, at a speed that would have broken most. But Hoshi was used to it--not only that, she fucking craved it like it was food, or water, or breathing. 

“Feel that, sparkler? Fuck, this is my favourite part..”

So vulnerable by this point, she had no resistance towards the behemoth inside her pushing her knees further apart, nearly pressing them against the mattress to catch a glimpse of what he so often inflicted upon her. And, one of the many reasons he loved her adorable, pliable size. 

Heavy breaths caused his chest to puff out even wider than normal, as he looked down on the noticeable bulge in his beloved’s stomach. His strokes slowed and became longer, just so he could watch the rise and stretch of Hoshi’s skin, his cock undoubtedly making an imprint that would never go away. Nobody loved her nearly as much as he did, he was absolutely certain--Hoshi was his whole world, after all--so if there was anyone that had the right to stir up her guts and make his mark on her, it would always be him. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck--Kendou-! Fuck!” 

She gripped the sheets so tightly she was certain there would be holes left behind, but there was little that could be done to get her to care--not when Kendou was fucking her into next year, his balls slapping heavily against her ass almost louder than she was moaning. All that mindless teasing she had done to herself beforehand was proving itself effective, or, maybe it was just the amount of pot she had smoked all at once--but her end was coming upon her faster and faster, and before she could fully prepare herself, her walls were spasming around Kendou’s shaft, and heat rushed through her veins so fast she felt a headrush coming on. For normal people, maybe their lover would take the chance to slow down, and take her down from her high themselves--but bless her baby, he took her sudden orgasm as a challenge. 

“You ain’t nowhere near done, my lil’ supernova...how many times you think I can make you cum before you pass out?”

The burn in her pussy as she wasn’t allowed to recover eventually slipped into a blazing arousal once again, the feel of ridges, veins, and the spongy head of his cock causing her brain to turn into mush. She knew every hidden spot, every angle, every flick of the tongue against him to make him see stars--and it was all the same that he knew all the tricks he could pull off to have her screaming herself into oblivion. 

And there was no better time than the present to start, as he thrust inside her completely before pulling back out to the tip, starting right back up into the furious pace he had been keeping before. Kendou was more beast than human, his arousal like a heat, and the way he fucked like an animal desperately trying to breed, and it was never more obvious than when he was rutting into her as feverishly as right now. The feeling of his hands slipping underneath her knees went unnoticed, but only until he lifted them up and pressed her legs up against her shoulders, pinning her down to make it even easier to lay into her. Whether they had a proper bed or not, or even had privacy or didn’t, nothing could stop him from hitting that angle that never failed to make Hoshi scream to high heaven. 

“Heh, fuckin’ like that, kitten? Ya like Kendou stuffin’ your lil’ pussy?”

She could barely hear it over the sound of her own panting, but the slick, meaty paps from where they were joined filled the once quiet air of the motel room, the combined mix of their fluids lubing him up well enough to keep up the brutal pace. And even if his insatiable desire wasn’t enough, he swore she was sucking him in even as he pulled away, her body craving him just as much as the rest of her did. 

“Mmnh...I’d like to see those lil’ friends of yours try and fuck you like this...I bet you’d just break their dicks, filthy little princess..”

Shifting his knees up closer, he could afford to let her legs down to hitch around his waist--and from there, he could move up into a full mating press, a wobbly groan lifted from his throat at the feeling of something so soft inside her, kissing the tip of his swollen cock and pulling him in even further. 

“...Oh, fuck! Fuck me harder! God, feels so good, baby..”

He tilted his head to the side only slightly, to listen closer--and it took just a few seconds for him to chuckle, and turn back to what he had been focusing on. 

“...Fake-ass slut…”

Her muttered comment made him laugh out loud, his tone a bellow that felt like it shook the walls. Honestly, she’d forgotten the television was still on...but Kendou’s hulking body completely blocked it out of her sight, and she certainly wasn’t complaining. Who could focus on some cheap porn when they were getting their insides rearranged by an animal like him?

“I bet she’s got fake tits too. Not like these…”

She bit down on her lip as her chest was grabbed again, even rougher this time, and she felt herself squeeze involuntarily at the sight of his tongue lolling out of his mouth. Kendou could play with her tits all day if she let him...she could tell though, the second he took her nipple between his teeth, that it was going to end with plenty more bruises than she anticipated. Without a moment of warning, he sucked down on it hard enough to send her mind into a dizzying spin, his name tumbling off her lips as he nibbled on the sensitive skin, while pinching the other between his fingers. 

“Heh, don’t worry kitten--my slut is totally real. And I think she’s getting ready to cum again, ain’t she?” 

The growl he let out rumbled straight through her, and her moaning only grew louder when he popped off and squeezed her tits together, using his tongue to circle around both of them before clamping down once more, and sucking like his life depended on it. And he was right, she could already feel the oncoming spasms that signalled her limit again, hips rolling in sync with his hefty thrusts--and based on the way he was twitching inside her, and his thrusts swiftly picked up in pace, he was feeling just the same. 

“C’mon, mark me up--bite me, make me bleed, Hosh. Cut me up so all those other fuckers know whose been fillin’ you up nice and rough..” 

He was panting like a dog at this point, letting her tits press up against his chest as he moved in closer, his lips barely brushing against her own as he practically smothered her with his body. He always liked getting extra rough as they came to the end, and there was nothing she loved more than making him happy--so with a toothy grin, she bit down on his lower lip and raked her nails up his back, earning even rougher strokes into her cunt as she left bleeding scratches that would definitely scar. Her head was already starting to get fuzzy, the harder Kendou pounded her into the squeaking mattress--and one bite turned into a suffocating kiss, his tongue seeking to claim everything that he knew already belonged with him. 

“M’ gonna fill this little pussy up, kitten...you want that? Tell big ol’ Kendou how much you want him to cream inside you...how badly you wanna milk every drop of cum outta me..”

Every thrust felt like he was impaling her on his cock by this point, reaching places so deep she swore she could feel him in her belly--and the groaned demands in her ear only made her squeeze even tighter, eyes rolling back as she felt the heat inside finally becoming too much to bear. 

“Mnnh, K-Kendou, fuck--c’mon! Blow your load, pumpkin! I want all your cum so fucking bad!”

She couldn’t even get all her cursing out in time, before her vision was going white, and her cries were smothered by his mouth one more time as he came to a halt, in a kiss so hot that she felt her whole body shudder and buck with pleasure. Her heels dug into the mattress as his cock swelled even bigger inside--and accompanied by her walls convulsing around him, she mewled as he finally let himself bust inside her. Just one wasn’t enough, and load after load after load spurted deep into her cunt, the pearly fluids bubbling around his cock even before he finally pulled out slowly, to watch as she spilled all over the sheets. 

The television had long since gone silent, and not another peep could be heard from any other rooms in the building, if any were even occupied. All that filled their room was the sound of hot, exhausted breathing, and a breathy chuckle on the lips of her grinning, satisfied lover.

“Fuck, that’s hot…”

Rappa grunted and gently pressed a hand against her belly, swollen with his sperm, and so taut with the load he had saved up that she looked more than well along. But it didn’t last long, as with a soft push so as not to cause more discomfort than necessary, her belly lowered back to its usual place, and his cum spurted out of her like someone had turned on a faucet inside her pussy. She would definitely be feeling this one for awhile, that was for sure. 

“...Hosh? Oi, Hosh…”

Taking his place and laying down beside her, even a nudge didn’t get her attention--and he soon realized it was because she had passed out, a giddy, dopey grin on her sleeping face. Covered in sweat, marked up with more bruises than he could count, and leaking with sticky fluid that made a mess all over the sheets, and she still looked so comfortable...if that didn’t bring a smile to his face, then nothing else ever could. Maybe he wasn’t the most popular, or the brightest, or the most handsome...but he knew better than anyone that she loved him, and he was determined to keep that exactly the way it was. 

“..Alright, sleep it off. Just make sure to dream about me...you got that, sparkler?” 

[seiyasabi]

Disgusting

(This is a Soft Yandere Rappa x Reader story, which was requested! I’m sorry that the last story was so dark lmao, this one will be somewhat lighthearted??? Anyways, I hope y’all enjoy this fic :))

TW: foul language, reader is lowkey blind to Rappa’s obsession, kinda sad ngl, Chisaki is a huge asshole (as usual), feelings of low self esteem, etc..)

“I will say this only one more time; I will not fight you. I refuse to touch something as repulsive as you! I’d honestly be surprised if anyone would willingly touch you, you disgusting cretin.” Rappa frowned under his plague mask. It was normal for Overhaul to insult him, but today, his words actually kind of hurt. 

To be completely honest, today just wasn’t his day. He awoke with a killer hangover and you weren’t there to give him a good morning kiss. The brown haired man practically tore the apartment apart in an effort to find you, only to look at his phone and see a text from you. Your office called you in early. After his panic faded, he realised he was late for a villain meeting. So, he ran to the hideout, only to hear that the event was cancelled. Kendou then tried to go home, only to be told he needed to stay. So, he sat around for five hours doing nothing. His clothes were sweat stained and he was hungry, but he tried to see the brightside. Maybe today, Overhaul would fight him! 

As usual, he was wrong. All the stoic man did was belittle him. 

Kendou knew that he looked like a mess, he knew that he was weak compared to Overhaul, but it didn’t make him feel any better to have it rubbed in his face. 

Without saying a word, the hulking man turned, and walked towards the exit. He could hear Chisaki spluttering in disbelief at his lack of response, but he couldn’t care less. All he wanted to do was go home, lay in your comforting arms, and hear your sweet words of encouragement. 

-

When the normally boisterous man came in without a loud (and somewhat flirty) greeting, you knew something was wrong. The man you were dating has NEVER been this quiet, and you’ve dated him for a little over two years. 

You peeked your head around the living room wall, only to be met with the slouched form of your large boyfriend. 

“Kendou, what’s wrong? Did something happen-?” You were brought into a tight hug, head just barely resting on his broad chest. Without missing a beat, you wrapped your smaller arms around him.

The two of you embraced one another in silence, just basking in each other's presence. It didn’t take long for your boyfriend to discard his mask and chuck it on the empty couch. Hot tears landed on your head, jarring you out of your content state. Looking up, you could see streams of tears dropping from his bang covered eyes. You reach a hand up to lightly brush away his tears, a somber look on your pretty face. 

“Ken, what happened? Are you hurt?” One of his hands released your waist, only to intertwine your fingers. 

“I-I dunno know what’s wrong with me. Overhaul and I were having our usual argument, but somethin he said really set me off. He probably thinks I’m a pussy now-” You shush him and run a hand through his messy hair soothingly. 

“It’s okay, Ken. Everyone has a bad day-”

“But I ain’t like this!” He started to outwardly sob, “Nobody makes me cry like a little bitch! I’m Kendou fucking Rappa! I should be pissed! I shoulda thrown a fist! But-but here I am, running home like a dog with its tail between its legs.” 

“Kendou, it’s okay to be hurt by what people say. You don’t have to pretend things are fine, because things aren’t always puppies and rainbows. As long as you know your worth and stay true to who you are, their words mean nothing.” After you finish talking, he buries his head into the side of your neck. Hot tears and breath coated your flesh, making gooseflesh appear on your skin. 

“Please, tell me you love me. Tell me I’m not disgusting. Tell me you’ll stay. I’ll die if ya ever leave me-” You silence him with a kiss. 

“Of course I love you! If I didn’t love you, then why would I still be here? If I found you vile, I would have left long ago. I plan to stay as long as you’d want me-” Rappa hoisted you in the air and brought the both of you to the long couch. He plopped down first, before settling you on his lap. Large hands cup your face, as he covers your face with kisses. 

“As long as I’d want you?! (Y/n), if I could, I’d keep ya with me foreva. I’d neva let ya leave the house and I’d just hold ya until the end of time. You’re so precious to me, sugar tits.” You couldn’t help but laugh at his awful nickname for you. 

“Ken, what the hell kind of nickname is that? Most boyfriends call their girlfriend something cute, like sweetie, cutie, lovely-” One of his large fingers booped you on the nose. 

“I ain’t like those otha boys, and ya know that. Plus, my name for ya is endearing! How else will everyone know that you’re sweet and ya got a nice set of twins?” You swatted him on the chest with a giggle, he’s so ridiculous. 

“Are you feeling better now?” He nodded, making you grin in relief, “If you ever feel like this again, don’t hesitate to find me, okay? I don’t want you to bottle this up! You’re my favourite person on Earth and I want you to remember that.” The two of you held each other for a long time. You stayed like that until deep in the night, snuggling one another. 

Your eyes started to close, as sleep started to overtake you. Kendou’s heartbeat was calming to listen to when you laid your head against his chest. 

“I’ll never let ya go, baby. You’re far too sweet to let go, so I gotta protect ya from them bad guys on the streets.” Your boyfriend rubbed soothing circles on your spine, bringing you to unconsciousness. 

Rappa makes you feel safe. He wouldn’t ever do anything against your will, would he?

[imagines-forthe-soul]

Master List~!

I have finally gotten around to creating a masterlist for this blog! Yay~! I will try to include the masterlist at the end of every request I do so it is easier for you all to find certain headcanons or scenarios that y’all have liked before~!

Although, I am missing a few headcanons/scenarios since I can’t seem to find them on my blog anymore which is really weird. I’ll do my best to locate them and post them here over time!

Boku No Hero Academia:

Midoriya Izuku:

Comforting transboy lover 

Angst Scenario [Graphic death]

Yandere Midoriya [NSFW]

Bakugo Katsuki:

Comforting transboy lover 

Morning Sex [NSFW]

Catching boyfriend cutting [Blood, cutting] 

Defending his chubby girlfriend at her house  

Slapping his S/O 

Connect with my soul 

Werewolf Bakugo 

Crush on the teaching assistant 

Throat fucking [NSFW]

NSFW Alphabet [B,D, E, F, I,W]

The dirty side to unrequited [NSFW]

Bakugo Cuddling 

S/O with big butt [NSFW]

Kirishima EIjirou:

Comforting transboy lover 

Alpha Kirishima 

Connect with my soul 

I’ll protect you 

NSFW Alphabet [L, M, P]

Face sitting [NSFW]

Shouto Todoroki:

Slapping his S/O 

Connect with my soul 

Yandere Todoroki [NSFW]

NSFW Alphabet [C, E, H, J, K]

Iida Tenya:

S/O that does figure skating and ballet 

S/O with thick southern accent 

Emoji Ask [NSFW]

S/O with big butt [NSFW]

Kaminari Denki:

Fluff Alphabet 

NSFW Alphabet 

Sero Hanta:

Headcanons [2] 

Sero’s family 

First date 

Headcanons [1]

NSFW Alphabet 

Kinks [NSFW]

Mezo Shouji:

Fluff headcanons 

Flower Quirk S/O 

NSFW Headcanons 

NSFW Headcanons [Male S/O]

Togata Mirio:

S/O that does figure skating and ballet 

Mirio birthday headcanons [Special]

NSFW Alphabet 

Comforting Eri 

Kidnapping crush [Yandere/NSFW]

Throat fucking [NSFW]

Amajiki Tamaki:

S/O that does figure skating and ballet 

Facesitting [NSFW] 

Kidnapping crush [Yandere/NSFW]

Dark Amajiki [Yandere, Trigger Warnings]

NSFW Alphabet [ C, J, M, X]

Shinsou Hitoshi:

Crush on the teaching assistant 

S/O with thick southern accent 

NSFW Alphabet [C, H, M, V, X]

Squirting [NSFW]

Period Headcanons [NSFW]

Werewolf Headcanons [NSFW]

Aoyama Yuuga:

S/O with thick southern accent 

NSFW headcanons

Tokoyami Fumikage:

NSFW Alphabet [A,D,E,F, I, J]

Fluff and NSFW headcanons 

Monoma Neito:

NSFW Alphabet 

Dominatrix S/O [NSFW]

Werewolf Headcanons [NSFW]

Inasa Yoarashi:

Flower Quirk S/O 

NSFW Alphabet [K,L,Q,Y]

NSFW Alphabet [C, F, H, M O, S, V, X]

Yo Shindo:

Flower Quirk S/O 

NSFW headcanons

Vibrate [NSFW]

Tsūrunaka Hattatsu:

Fluff and NSFW headcanons 

Seiji Shishikura:

NSFW Alphabet 

Mei Hatsume:

Mei snuggles 

Mei and her boyfriend 

 Teachers/ Pro Heroes:

Yagi Toshinori (All Might):

Jealous over S/O’s hot guy friend [NSFW]

Reaction to receiving nudes [NSFW]

Alpha Toshinori 

Thinking of you [NSFW]

NSFW Alphabet 

Fetish Headcanons [NSFW]

Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead):

S/O that does figure skating and ballet 

Jealous over S/O’s hot guy friend [NSFW]

Reaction to receiving nudes [NSFW]

I’ll show you why I’m better [Yandere/NSFW/Trigger Warnings]

Aizawa kink headcanons [NSFW]

Do you want to pass? [DUB-CON/NSFW/TRIGGER WARNINGS]

NSFW Alphabet [B,C,D,F,I,M,O,Q,T,U,W,X,Z]

Fetish Headcanons [NSFW]

You’re on my mind [NSFW]

Pet Play [NSFW]

Yamada Hizashi (Present Mic):

Jealous over S/O’s hot guy friend [NSFW]

Reaction to receiving nudes [NSFW]

NSFW Headcanons 

Enji Todoroki (Endeavour):

Fire Daddy Fluff 

Enji and his baby [2] 

Enji and his baby [1] 

Fluff and NSFW headcanons 

Enji and his #1 fan [NSFW]

NSFW Alphabet 

NSFW Headcanons 

Him and his Thiccie [NSFW]

Hawks:

Flirting with a civilian 

Chill day 

Fluff and NSFW headcanons 

Bath Tub Teasing [NSFW] 

Toyomitsu Taishirou:

Fluff and NSFW with POC reader

Facesitting [NSFW] 

NSFW Alphabet 

Baking to fucking [NSFW]

NSFW Headcanons 

Villains:

Todoroki Touya [Dabi]:

Fluff and NSFW with POC reader 

Slapping his S/O 

S/O with tattoos 

Dabi Failing at Flirting with his crush 

Saving his girlfriend from a bank robbery 

Don’t threaten her, old man 

Your puns are shit 

Crushing on the introverted civilian teacher [Yandere]

S/O is the younger sister of a pro hero 

NSFW Alphabet [B, D, F, R]

I’m Better Than Your Boyfriend [NON-CON/NSFW/TRIGGER WARNINGS]

Emoji Asks [NSFW] 

Birthday Sex [Special/NSFW]

While you were sleeping [NSFW/DUB-CON]

Tall girlfriend [NSFW]

HIm and his Thiccie [NSFW]

Tomura Shigaraki:

His little lost healer [Yandere] 

Your puns are shit 

Crushing on the introverted civilian teacher [Yandere]

S/O is the younger sister of a pro hero 

Himura Takehito:

How he deals with a pregnant S/O and their baby 

NSFW Alphabet 

Getting walked in on during sex 

Poly relationship [NSFW]

Hit with quirk that makes them horny [NSFW]

Domestic and NSFW Headcanons 

Him and his Thiccie [NSFW]

Bubugaiwara Jin:

How he deals with a pregnant S/O and their baby 

Fluff and NSFW with POC reader 

Getting walked in on during sex 

NSFW Alphabet [C, E, V]

Poly relationship [NSFW]

Hit with quirk that makes them horny [NSFW]

Rappa Kendou:

How he deals with a pregnant S/O and their baby 

Getting walked in on during sex [NSFW]

Chisaki Kai [Overhaul]:

Kai and his hostage [Yandere]

S/O with tattoos 

S/O is the younger sister of a pro hero 

NSFW Alphabet [A,B,C,X]

Multi:

Which yanderes would steal their S/O’s underwear [NSFW]

Sexuality 

Voltron:

Takashi Shirogane:

Fighting his clone [ANGST]

Pregnant S/O 

Papa Shiro [3] 

Papa Shiro [2] 

Papa Shiro [1] 

Keith Kogane:

Catching boyfriend cutting [Blood, cutting]

Pregnant S/O 

Multi:

Voltron guys with a Cuddly S/O 

Bleach:

Kensei Muguruma:

NSFW Scenario 

Overwatch:

Hanzo Shimada:

Thick lover [NSFW]

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

ST. CHISAKI'S KINKTOBER 2024

Listed below are the prompts. Peruse these and be mindful of the tags on each individual fic—reader discretion is advised. Some of these fics feature extremely dark and disturbing content. They are not meant to be a healthy depiction nor are they meant to romanticize these topics—they are horror stories and strictly fictional. Please do not let these fics and the content featured within them shape your perception of a healthy relationship and sex life. Remember, consent is the most important factor—and these things need to stay completely fictional. Do not force yourself to read or view the content if you are uncomfortable. 18+ Only!

Warning: The fics with the alchemical symbol feature extremely dark and disturbing content.

I. Foreplay/Kissing (Love Hotel)—Shinsou Hitoshi

II. Cockwarming/Begging—Yamada Hizashi 🜍

III. Somnophilia (Undead AU)—Todoroki Natsuo 🜍

IV. First Time (Student AU)—Todoroki Shouto

V. Emetophilia—Todoroki Touya 🜍

VI. Worship—Tokoyami Fumikage

VII. Roleplay—Iida Tenya

VIII. Fingering—Chisaki Kai 🜍

IX. Forced Orgasm—Chisaki Kai 🜍

X. Orgasm Denial—Sero Hanta

XI. Breeding/Non-Con (Cabin in the Woods AU)—Takami Keigo 🜍

XII. Hand Holding (During Sex)—Midoriya Izuku

XIII. Overstimulation—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XIV. Predator/Prey—Todoroki Touya and Chisaki Kai 🜍

XV. Menophilia—Akaguro Chizome

XVI. Ice Bath—Todoroki Touya 🜍

XVII. Masturbation—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XVIII. Wet Dream—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XIX. Face-Sitting—Rappa Kendou

XX. Body Modification—Todoroki Touya 🜍

XXI. Self-Harm—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXII. Exhibitionism—Monoma Neito

XXIII. Cannibalism (Trickster AU)—Todoroki Touya 🜍

XXIV. Sensory Deprivation—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXV. Power Imbalance—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXVI. Threesome (Guardian Angel/Fallen Cherub Au)—Todoroki Touya and Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXVII. Dry Humping—Todoroki Touya

XXVIII. Dacryphilia—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXIX. Evil Twin—Todoroki Touya and Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXX. Claustrophilia—Kurono Hari 🜍

XXXI. Yandere—Chisaki Kai 🜍

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

MASTERLIST I.

Shie Hassaikai

➩ Overhaul / Chisaki Kai

Yandere! Overhaul (Lily)

Soft OTP or Self Ship Prompt 20

➩ Chronostasis / Kurono Hari

Yandere! Kurono (Wisteria)

➩ Rappa Kendou

Yandere! Rappa (Yarrow)

➩ Tengai Hekiji

Yandere! Tengai (Camellia)

➩ Nemoto Shin

Yandere! Nemoto (Orchid)

➩ Setsuno Touya

Yandere! Setsuno (Bluebell)

League of Villains

➩ Dabi / Todoroki Touya

Yandere! Dabi (Xeranthemum)

➩ Mr. Compress / Sako Atsuhiro

Yandere! Mr. Compress (Jasmine)

Class 1-A

➩ Sero Hanta

Soft OTP or Self-Ship Prompts 15 and 19

[seiyasabi]

Uneventful

(Here’s a Yandere Rappa x Female Reader who doesn’t give a hoot about his tendencies (lol I learned that phrase from one of my online professors) and just lets shit happen ;)) Sorry that this is so short! 

TW: unhealthy behaviour, mentions of stalking, irrational fear of cheating, etc.. 

Please don’t proceed if any of these themes are triggering. Also, this was a request of any yandere x s/o who doesn’t care about their yandere tendencies.) 

Unlocking your beat up front door, you chuck it open, and damn near collapse in the foyer. Working as a (waiter/waitress) is tiring, and after your ten hour shift, all you want to do is sleep. 

Kicking off your black (trainers/heels), you slam the door closed behind you, and yell out for your large boyfriend, “Kendou, I’m home!” You place your (coat/bag) on the coat rack and run a hand down your face firefly. 

When you don’t hear a response, you raise an eyebrow, and venture further into the apartment. 

“Kendou Rappa, are you there?” You tiredly walk past the kitchen, not seeing him or dinner, “Don't tell me you ate without me! That’s so rude!” Pouting slightly, you enter the bedroom, and finally see your beast of a boyfriend, “There you are,” He doesn’t turn towards you, “Kendou?” 

He’s unmoving. He doesn’t even look to be breathing. Hurrying over to him, you place a hand on his shoulder, your face knit with concern. 

“Baby, what’s wrong-?” He shoves your hand off of him, and whips around to look at you. His eyes are red and puffy, which brings you to believe that he was crying. 

“I know what you’re doing!” You tilt your head in confusion, making him flush with anger, “Don’t look at me like that! I know that you’re cheating on me with that dickhead Dabi!” Kendou believes that you’re cheating on him with…. Dabi? That asshole of all people? 

“Why on earth would you think that, Ken?” A look of hurt flashes over your face, “He’s an awful person! Why would I downgrade to trash, when I have a winning lottery ticket in my hand already?” You caress his face with your hands, which he tries to swat away. He was unable to. Climbing over the bed, you sit next to him, and coax his head onto your shoulder. Running a hand through his hair, you smooch the top of his head, “What happened today, baby?” 

The large man sniffles pitifully, but starts to spill his guts, “I went to visit you earlier, and I saw you talking with Dabi.” Rolling your eyes, you turn towards him and roll your eyes. 

“He’s a customer, Ken, I can't just ignore him. But, I can promise that there’s nothing between us. If you want, I’ll even ask my boss if you can stay with me tomorrow to protect me from him,” He reaches down to hold yours, and intertwines his fingers with your own. After a long moment of silence, he speaks once more. 

“Ya promise yer not in cahoots with the burn unit?” Hearing his normal gruff tone come back makes you smile happily. Nodding, you squeeze his hand reassuringly. 

“I promise. You’re my one and only. I could never see myself with anyone else, so please don’t forget that,” He kisses the top of your head tenderly, before scooping you into his lap, and wrapping his large arms around your midsection. You lay your arms on top of his with a happy hum. 

“I’m sorry for freaking out, I just-” You shush him, and lay your head back on his chest. 

“It’s okay, Ken. I understand why you’re so worried, and, if anything, I love how protective you are. After you became a part of my life, I haven’t felt unsafe! I mean, who would want to fight my big, strong boyfriend? I sure wouldn’t!” You feel him chuckle behind you, his wellbuilt chest rumbling. 

“Ya got me there, Babe. But still, I feel a lil’ guilty. Whaddaya’ say to eatin’ out on me?” 

“Eat on you? I’ll pass-” The large man starts to (tickle/poke) you unyieldingly, causing you to shriek in surprise. 

“Okay, smartass, I guess ya don’t want free food!” Shoving his hand away, you laugh happily. 

“I’m just messing with you! Of course I want free food!” Your chest heaves in and out deeply, face flushed. You relax back into his chest one more, trying to catch your breath. Without warning, Kendou stands up with you securely in his arms. 

“Then let’s go! I I wanna get some chicken nuggets.” 

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Go commission love-toxin asap because this was absolutely perfect and 👌👌👌👌👌🥵🥵🥵🥵

room service; rappa/oc.

a/n: this was a piece one of my lovely commissioners allowed me to post, featuring their oc and rappa. rough sex, size difference, drugs, shotgunning, overstim, creampie, biting/blood, possessiveness, established relationship, lemon. 

word count: 3.8k

The bag she once had been shouldering fell with a thump atop the chair nearby, shoes flung off at such high speeds they hit the opposite wall and left a little skid behind. She brushed it off, though, and sauntered over to the bed to collapse into it–the room had been cheap anyways, with cobwebs in the corners and sleazy-looking men slinking in and out of the lobby, so a few dents weren’t gonna make any difference. 

She felt a smirk twitch up on her lips. Besides, she and her pumpkin were gonna leave a much bigger mess by the time they had to skedaddle in the morning. 

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