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bloody-roses00 · 4 years ago

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what about overhaul dating a hero in secret for a while, then he proposes but she declines it. so like any logical human being he films a sextape for them or forcibly impregnates her as blackmail so that she has to marry him or he'll ruin her reputation for being with a yakuza? 🥺

The fact that I can legit see this man doing something this awful lowkey suggests that he’s a canon yandere, and no one can convince me otherwise. Also, I feel like this Overhaul is softer than the others I’ve written.

Pairing: Yandere!Overhaul x reader.

Warning: 18+, forced marriage, manipulation, noncon recording, sexism, threatening behaviour, yandere behaviour.

You stared at your boyfriend in disbelief. He was down on one knee, a small box in his open palm. A ring sat in the centre of the small square, shining brightly. It looked expensive.

It looked like something Overhaul would want you to wear.

It drew a lot of attention to your hand.

It let everyone else know you were taken.

You winced, knowing your lover well enough to tell that he had picked out this engagement ring to suit his tastes rather than yours. This was too flashy for the likes of you. There was also no way you could wear it while doing hero work; it would surely get caught on something at an inopportune moment. Fortunately, though, you wouldn’t be accepting the ring. Therefore, none of that mattered.

"Well, darling?" The brunette prompted you, after a few moments of silence.

You knew he wouldn't stay patient for long. You would have to give him an answer sooner or later. The trouble was, you knew he wouldn't like what you had to say. He could be a tad controlling sometimes. There were things you said and decisions you made that he didn't approve of. Being an intern at Endeavor's agency was one such thing. You rejecting his marriage proposal this evening would be another.

If anyone discovered your relationship with him, your career would shatter. You might even stand the chance of going to jail if Endeavor thought you were leaking confidential information. Sure, you could try to keep your marriage under wraps, but it would surely get out eventually. Someone would look at your records. Someone would out you. You couldn't risk it, as much as you might have wanted to. Nevertheless, it followed that you also weren’t quite ready for marriage. You didn’t think he would buy a generic excuse like that, though.

You had started dating the young head of the Shie Hassaikai almost a year ago. At the time, you hadn't known about his profession. When he had finally informed you, months down the line, you had been shocked but understanding. Although he was a little rough around the edges, you got along well with Kai. You thought he was sweet. You didn't know much about what his organization did. Nonetheless, he had been swift to reassure you that his group was small and more traditional than those other active gangs. As much as you believed him, it didn't take away from the fact that he was still a criminal in the eyes of various others. That greatly impacted your decision to be with Overhaul long-term.

You took a deep breath. Okay. You could do this. You could tell your yakuza boyfriend that you weren't going to be his wife. Not now, not ever. He would understand where you were coming from... right? And it wasn’t like you were breaking off the entire relationship. You could continue to be together, so long as he complied with your boundaries.

"My love," you started, inhaling deeply. "You know I can't marry you."

His expression didn't falter, nor did his stance. You saw the faintest flash of rage in his bright, mischievous eyes, and then nothing. He showed no visual signs of being angry with you afterward. Instead, he tilted his head to the side in mock confusion. You felt the atmosphere in the room thicken to an uncomfortable degree.

“You can’t marry me?” He echoed, tone deceptively affectionate.

You shook your head. “Kai, we’ve been over thi—”

"Didn’t you tell me you were ready when I asked you a few weeks ago?”

You groaned, knowing precisely what he was referring to. He hadn’t even asked you, really; he had made a simple comment. You had only agreed because he had been drilling into your depths, delivering the utmost amount of pleasure to your loins.

He’d had you impaled on his cock, holding you there for a few moments, making the organ twitch violently inside you. The way it had bashed against your walls, rubbing up on all your sensitive spots, had made you see double. You had been babbling utter nonsense by the time he was done with you. It had been around that time when he had popped the question.

"You're good enough to be my wife, you know," he had growled, his firm chest flush against your perspiring back. "All you need to do is let me take that disgusting sickness of yours away. You don't need it, beautiful. All you need is me."

He had been suggesting that he would one day remove your quirk so that you would be able to retire. Unfortunately for him, you didn’t like the sound of that. Your dream had been to become a hero and spread goodness to a society in dire need of order and reform. You didn’t like the idea of the idealistic, golden standard that was hero society, either. That was the commonality between you two which had contributed to your eventual union.

The truth was, as much as your horny self had been ecstatic about being his quirkless little housewife, your regular, sober self didn’t. You didn't like the idea of being quirkless, let alone being quirkless around someone like Overhaul. It wasn't that you didn't trust your partner, it was that you knew how power hungry he could get. He was a dominant man. If he didn't get his way initially, he would oftentimes make it so that he did eventually. That meant if he wanted you to obey him more than you already did — to compromise more than you already did — he would see to it that you did in your weakened, powerless state.

"We were having sex," you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. "I didn't agree to anything."

“Didn’t you, precious?” A dark glint flickered in his orbs. "Maybe we should watch it back to verify."

Your mouth ran dry and your eyes widened. You were both enraged and horrified with what he had just said. Surely he wasn't suggesting that he had recorded you getting fucked without your consent. He wasn't the type of person to do something like that. He couldn't be. He knew how much your work meant to you. He wouldn’t try to jeopardize your happiness for his sake... would he...?

Maybe he would.

Maybe he would because you ignored all those times where he had been selfish, all those red flags that had popped up when something about him didn’t feel quite right. Now, you finally had to face the messy components that made up Kai Chisaki. Now, you would come to understand just how far his desire to conquer you could extend.

"What the fuck does that mean, Kai?" You demanded, voice low.

He snapped the box shut and got to his feet. He flexed his wrists, which always served to put you on edge. Knowing what his hands were capable of doing, you were constantly weary of him removing the barrier between your flesh and his demonic, destructive power. Sometimes, he got a little too angry, and when that happened, things had the potential of getting out of control. That was yet another red flag that should have sent you galloping to the hills.

"Watch your mouth," he said sternly. "You know I like it better when you speak like a lady."

He raised his hand to stroke the side of your face. You stepped away before he could make contact, however, making him growl in frustration. His anger was spiking at a gradual pace. You knew you were merely fanning his flames with your defiance. Nonetheless, there was nothing else you could do. You couldn’t give into his fairtytale-esque wish; your only option was to deny him, especially now. If he truly had recorded the two of you having sex, then he had crossed a line with you that he could never go back to.

You should have known better than to believe that he would have your best interests in mind.

Why couldn’t you have noticed the signs sooner?

"D-Did you take a video of us... having... sex...?" You stammered.

He exhaled heavily, facial expression articulating boredom. Behind his mask, however, he wore a sly smirk. He had you exactly where he wanted you. He knew that this was sure to damage the relationship, but your rejection to his marriage proposal would have had the same effect. This way, he could at least keep you around.

"I knew you'd give me trouble with this," he admitted almost sorrowfully. "So, I prepared a backup plan."

You gulped, eyes sore from not blinking. “What the hell do you mean?”

Overhaul chuckled. "Language, sweetheart. I won’t warn you again.”

You wanted to tell him to shove his manners, that he had lost the right to critique you the second he decided that doing this revenge porn thing was a good idea. Instead, you offered him a meek, “sorry,” out of habit. He had ingrained some of his desired behaviour for you into your mind. You doubted if you could ever grow out of muttering an apology, now, even if you tried.

“The video is one click away from being sent to your boss,” he drawled. “I'm sure you don't want him to see how hard you came for me — a big bad yakuza leader — when I talked about making you my wife."

The thought of the flame hero seeing you in such a state disgusted you. You never wanted him to see that. In fact, you didn’t want anyone to see that. You only showed that side of yourself to people you loved, to people you cared about and trusted. Presently, you weren’t sure how you had ever trusted the man standing before you, though.

“You’re kidding me,” you whispered, tears forming in your eyes. “How could you do this to me...?”

It wasn’t simply the fact that others would know your business if Kai ever released the video, it was also that you hadn’t anticipated being seriously threatened by the man you loved. You knew that he didn’t like your profession. Above all else, however, you knew that he didn’t like that the two of you were never meant to be a permanent deal. What you shared was love, yes, but you were smart enough to know that both of you were from different worlds. He would have to forsake his Hassaikai for you, or you would have to surrender your hero work for him. There was no other way for your permanent union to be established.

It hurt that he couldn’t wrap his head around that.

It hurt even more that he was willing to harm your career and reputation to feed his rampant, unquenchable selfishness.

Overhaul was a stubborn man. He had clung to the belief that you would change your mind about the duration of the relationship with enough time. It was a shame that you never did. As a result, he had needed to take specific precautions. He knew you didn’t fancy the idea of being pressured into taking such a leap of faith with him, but he also knew you could be quite happy with him. He saw a perfect life laid out for you in his head, a life where you didn’t need to worry your pretty mind about providing for yourself or your family. No, all you would need to do is relax and be the homebody of his household. At the very least, he would be content with this arrangement. He was sure that you would be too, after the shock wore off.

“I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this,” he drawled with an exasperated sigh, as if you were the problem. “But how long did you think I was going to stand watching hero society making you sicker and sicker?” He scoffed. “Not to mention watching them touch you.”

“Kai, I think we should talk about this,” you muttered, shaking your head disdainfully. “You can’t threaten me to marry you. This is... so far from being all right.”

Overhaul stared at you blankly for a few seconds, appraising your stern expression. Normally, he afforded you with a second chance. This time, he didn’t think he would. You needed to be taught who had the most control in this relationship. When your quirk was erased, it would undoubtedly be him. It already had been him, even if you didn’t want to admit it. One touch and he could have destroyed you on multiple occasions. It was as if you took him for a pushover. You were only alive right now because of his feelings for you. It was because he couldn’t bear the thought of letting you go or killing you.

He pulled out his cellphone and stared down at the screen. Chrono’s contact information reflected in his eyes. He sent him a prepared text.

Send it to Endeavour.

He would start with your employer. If you continued to resist his advances, then he would have the video spread around the entire agency. Of course, the diligent man that he was, Chrono didn’t take long to complete the dastardly task.

Done.

With that, Overhaul put his phone away and stared at you expectantly. Your brows were furrowed.

“You didn’t just—”

But you stopped yourself. You knew that he had. You knew that he had sent the video of you, wanton in the lap of your lover, to Endeavour. There was no way in hell you could ever show your face to the burly man again. After all the guidance he had given you, too. You would have to resign via letter; there was no other way to save yourself from total embarrassment.

"I can't believe you just sent that to—"

But you couldn't bring yourself to say the name of your mentor, too humiliated. You bit your tongue and grimaced, electing to emit a small, pathetic whine in place of Endeavour. You didn’t get it. Aside from hurting you with this action, didn’t he realize he was showing your body to another? You had quickly learned that Overhaul was possessive over you. He didn’t like it when other men glanced your way, let alone when one of them laid his hands on you. Why was this any different? A hero, and someone with ideals he despised, now knew what you looked like blissed out and naked.

Kai adjusted his tie and stared at you. A thousand expressions washed across your lovely visage in an instant. You were so nervous of the repercussions. You had no one to blame for all this but yourself, though. If you didn’t know that now, he would teach you with time.

“Now, then,” he breathed, watching with sick delight when your puffy eyes lulled up to bore into his. “Shall I send it to your colleagues next, or are you going to cooperate?”

You wondered if it mattered anymore. You wondered if you should just let him send it to them, if it meant walking out of here a single woman. At the back of your mind, however, you knew leaving wouldn’t be that simple. Chances are, he wouldn’t let you depart from this room. You had already been degraded in front of your mentor. Did you want to be degraded in front of those you worked with?

No.

No, you would find some other way out of this. When he least expected it, you would flee from his grasp. He would impose a strict set of rules upon you, no doubt, but he wouldn’t defeat you — not really. He would certainly take away your quirk, but he wouldn’t defeat you.

Quirkless was not powerless.

You swallowed your pride and clamped your eyes shut. It stung your heart to concede. It took everything within you to not stop yourself from confirming what he thought to be your place beneath his heel. It took everything within you to hold yourself back from spitting in his smug face and witnessing him break out from the stress of it.

Mysophobic prick.

“I’ll marry you.”

He raised a single, thin brow, amused at your soft response. “What was that?”

“I said I’ll marry you,” you sobbed, not having to fake your anguish.

It was defeating, to be letting your malicious lover win autonomy over you. It was defeating and sickening and humiliating and degrading and and— Oh, but you had to suck it up. You had to, or else he would slander you to everyone. Biding your time was the only way out of this in the long-run. You would simply have to suck it up in the meantime.

Kai’s stare eased as he flipped open the box once more. This time, he removed the ring as carefully as he could in his gloved hands. He took your left hand and slid the jewelry all the way to your knuckle. The metal felt cool on your hot, perspiring skin. You felt like you were going to be sick.

“You just made me the happiest man in the world,” Overhaul said slyly, and you knew he was grinning like a dog beneath that plague mask. “I’ll begin the preparations for early next week, if that suits you?”

You didn’t have a choice, you knew. He was only asking you out as a sort of pleasantry. Whether you liked it or not, you would be a wedded woman by the end of next week. You had to remind yourself that it wouldn’t be forever, that you only had to hold out until you could make a break for it. The opportunity would surely shine eventually.

“Fine,” you grumbled. “Whatever you want, Kai.”

“Good girl,” he praised. “We’ll have to work on your tone, though. I thought women were supposed to be excited about their wedding day.”

That was a subtle warning that you had better smile and accept him, lest you want to test his patience and have him distribute the video clip, anyway. You grinded your teeth together, utterly furious. This wasn’t right. He was supposed to love and cherish you, as your boyfriend; not ruin your life for his sake. He was treating you more like a pet and less like his girlfriend.

“Sorry,” you forced yourself to say, after a pregnant silence, scrambling for an excuse when the tension grew thick in the room. “I was... thinking about how to resign.”

It wasn’t necessarily a lie. Quitting would be exceptionally awkward, even if you did it from a distance. You would likely have to call your old workplace at some point to deliver the news in person.

“Submit a letter through the agency's Human Resources office. I drafted one for you.”

You pushed your fury down. Of course he had drafted one for you. He had been waiting for this day. You wouldn’t have to lift much of a finger, other than the phone call.

“Okay,” you retorted through gritted teeth.

“And (f/n)? For both our sakes, I hope you fix that attitude of yours. It’s unbecoming of my wife.”

Push it down. Push it down.

“Or do I have to fix it for you?”

Goddamn him. He was trying to make you snap under pressure. He was trying to make you blow up. Was it because he liked punishing you, or was it to test your obedience?

You sighed, keeping your eyes trained to the ground and your head bowed. You knew that this was precisely how he liked you, that this was what he always wanted to see — submissiveness. It looked perfect on you. You cleared your throat and implicitly wished death upon him. One day, he would get his; men like him always did.

"No,” you whispered. “I’ll... do better.”

You could feel his triumph weighing down on your shoulders. As he brushed by you to open the door, a sign that you were free to go, your heart was thudding loudly in your chest. You could barely believe this was happening.

Overhaul smiled warmly. “I know you will, sweetheart.”

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#this is beautiful #i’m screaming

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bloody-roses00 · 4 years ago

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bloody-roses00 · 4 years ago

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Just an Update

Hello everyone, just wanted to update you all and let you know that I’m currently writing for the requests I received!

# 1 is a cheater!Hawks fic

# 2 is a Homelander prompt

I also have some headcanons and fics that aren’t requests but are currently in the works, so hopefully they’ll be out soon enough.

#writing #personal #update

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bloody-roses00 · 4 years ago

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Requests are OPEN!

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~Delusional Yandere Starter Prompts~

1. “I did this out of love, I’m doing this out of love.”

2. “Go on. I want to hear you say it.”

3. “It’ll be the family we always wanted! The one we’ve been trying for!”

4. “C’mon, let me see the test!”

5. “See? It’s not as uncomfortable as it could be, right?”

6. “Pretend you never saw that. I can’t stand it when you look so scared.”

7. “This isn’t a punishment, it’s a lesson!”

8. “Look, this is for the best. You don’t understand now, but you will.”

9. “Just give it a little time! You’ll get used to this, I know you will!”

10. “I made us a scrapbook! It’s mostly pictures of you, but we’ll take more!”

11. “Let me see that pretty smile.”

12. “Did you miss me? Because I really missed you.”

13. “No one else makes me feel this way! I can’t lose that!”

14. “Stop yelling! You don’t know what you’re saying!”

15. “Just forget about them, alright? I know it’s going to be hard, but you can’t think about them anymore.”

16. “This is your mess. It’s only right that you thank me for cleaning it up.”

17. “I’m the only thing keeping you safe from a filthy, disgusting world.”

18. “This’ll make us closer, I promise. Just hold still.”

19. “You’re so cute, begging like anything could get you out of this.”

20. “You could rip my heart from my chest, and I’d still adore you.”

21. “All I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you.”

22. “Our love comes first. Everything else is secondary.”

23. “I don’t like violence, angel. Please don’t make me do this.”

24. “I soundproofed the walls and everything, isn’t that romantic?”

25. “You’re trying to make me jealous, stop it.”

#yandere writing prompts #requests open #pls request

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bloody-roses00 · 4 years ago

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240+ Yandere Prompts

Mature Content

NSFW warning

Some of these are not mine!

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Three's A Crowd

Summary: Hawks wants to have a threesome and you can't say no.

♡ A very late fic for a collab that my discord group hosted ♡

Warnings: Heavy noncon, threesomes, bondage, breeding kink?, forced pregnancy, size differences, daddy kink, toxic relationship, yandere themes, scumbag!Hawks, reader is fem in this

You sit at the kitchen table quietly while Hawks rambles about his day of shitty villains and annoying bosses. A little bit of time has passed since he ripped you away from your old life and you have already unwillingly settled down in this new one.

“(Y/n)?” You snap out of your trance and see Hawks staring at you intently much to your discomfort.

You blink a few times, “yeah?”

“I was wanting to ask you something,” he says and you feel your appetite completely dissipate.

Oh god, what now? He never says anything good when he acts like this....

“I was thinkin,” he taps his fingers on the wooden table, “what would you think about me bringing another man home?”

You stare with mouth agape as your mind does a double take. You almost think you misheard him, there's no way he actually means what you think he means, right?

He quickly tries explaining himself, “okay that didn't sound right. I meant like, what if I brought a guy home for us to have some fun with? Like a threesome? God, I’m doin' such a bad job trying to ask this, aren’t I?”

He gives you a lopsided grin and you just stare blankly back, still unable to form words. You never thought in a million years he would bring someone into the relationship, much less another man, even if it is for just one night. You didn't even know he was into guys, but then again looking back at old conversations, maybe it's not that surprising.

“So does that sound nice?” Hawks asks and you finally speak.

“I thought I was yours?" You quietly respond and he seems taken back. As if he hasn’t spent many nights growling possessive words into your ear as he makes you cum over and over.

“Well, you are mine," he says with a chuckle, “but I was thinkin' it would be fun to bring another member to the party. So?”

You roughly swallow. He isn’t really asking, he never does, he suggests things and then pesters you until you say yes. He only “asks” to give himself the illusion that you’re a willing precipitant in this whole thing he calls a relationship.

“Who would you even get? I mean, wouldn’t most people be concerned if they saw me? You know....” You start to drift off, debating if finishing your sentence is really worth it.

"Why would they be concerned?" He quirks an eyebrow, the way he plays dumb making you question if he is being genuine.

"Y-You know, with me being kidnapped?" You squeak out the last part and Hawks instantly shifts his tone, eyes narrowing and feathers bristling. He hates it when you say that he kidnapped you, thinking the word makes him sound like a villain, which you suppose he is, but he would rather swallow nails than admit that.

“Well I didn’t kidnap you, now did I, babe." He punctuates the last word in a way that has you cringing into your seat. “So no need to worry about that. Besides, I found someone ahead of time who has agreed and knows the rules that I’d have.”

“You...got someone already?"

“Yeah! I figured that I should have someone ready since it’s kind of obvious you would say yes.” He says in a condescending tone and you start to interrupt.

"But I didn’t-”

He quickly shoves himself in, “I know you’re shy sweetheart, but I also know you like to have fun. So why not have double the fun, huh?”

He gives you a flirty look which only brings the opposite affect he most likely hoped for. As always, there isn’t a choice here, so you just give a short answer of agreement and go into a silence. Hawks beams with excitement, the rigidness from your earlier words gone.

After a few minutes, your curiosity makes you speak up, “is he attractive?”

“Umm,” Hawks trails off in thought, scrunching up his face before slowly nodding, “yeah....I think he is.”

“You don’t sound to certain about that,” you say dryly and he only laughs.

“Look, he’s a very rugged looking man. He has gone through some shit with the scars and all that, but that’s what makes him hot!” As Hawks gives another detail, you run through all the people he could be talking about, but come up blank.

“A rugged man, huh?” You mummer more to yourself. You should have figured that was his type with the actors and heroes he’s complimented. “What about personality? Like is he very charismatic? More to himself? Is he even a hero?”

“Uh he’s definitely more to himself, like I said, I doubt he’s even going to say yes. But at the same time, I just get a gut feeling he is secretly a kinky guy.” Hawks states before taking a few gulps from his drink.

You frown at the way he dodged the last question so you try again, “is he a hero?”

Hawks shrugs before giving you a wink, “can’t give too much away, that’ll ruin the surprise.”

A thick silence falls over you both, but as much as you feel an urge to throw up, you stay silent. He never listens to you anyways...

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Hawks clearly was ecstatic about you ultimately saying yes, most likely because he expected you to be more stubborn about it than you were. So ecstatic in fact, he completely bypassed you meeting the other man and decided in two nights from that dinner was gonna be the night to have the threesome.

“Is it too tight?” Hawks asks, his thumb gently rubbing your cheek. You slightly tug at the soft material wrapped snug around your wrist, shaking your head no. “Good.”

“Hawks?”

“Yeah baby?”

You squirm a little more, “do I have to have a blindfold on?”

You hear him let out a hum while he pets your head, “do you want it on?”

You take a moment to decide on if it really matters, but then again he’s in a good mood so it should be fine, so you shake your head no again. He’s quiet for a moment before you hear that familiar smug chuckle.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll be fine. Besides! This is supposed to be a surprise, remember?”

You don’t remember him saying anything about being blindfolded for the guest, only that he got too excited to care about letting you meet them, but you keep that to yourself and mutter out an ‘okay’.

“Now, I don’t know how rough he will be, but I'm assuming he isn’t one for being soft. So if it becomes too much at any point, I’ll make sure to get him away, okay?” The words make you sweat and your stomach twist despite him assuring you that nothing will go too far.

You know how rough Keigo can get, but you also know how possessive he is, and how much he hates seeing you disrespected by other people, especially men.

“I love you,” he says against your lips.

“I-I love you too.”

“I’m gonna go get something, okay?” He suddenly tells you and you hear him start to walk away.

“Oh okay,” you nervously reply and swallow hard when you hear the door shut.

The silence is overbearing along with the loneliness, it making butterflies swarm in your gut as you begin to squirm. Thousands of thoughts seem to go through your mind, many grueling over the amount of things that could go wrong even with all the reassurance Hawks has given you.

The click of a door closing alerts you and you become still, a part of you thinking you imagined it from how quiet it was. You pull against your restraints, craning your head up and tuning in to the noise around you, only to be met with emptiness.

"H-Hawks?" You softly call out, heart thrumming as doubt creeps into your mind. Nothing seems to be happening even though you swear you heard someone come in.

A calloused hand runs along your thigh making you let out a small yelp, “Hawks? Is that you?”

“It’s alright, relax for me baby.” You hear the hero coo at you, easing the tension some.

“Hawks, I don’t know if I wanna do this.”

Silence. It makes you squirm as eyes seem to be boring into you, drinking up your exposed body and making your anxiety worse.

You hate this, you regret ever letting him bully you into this.

Suddenly you feel his hand slowly run up your body, fingertips tracing your skin like he’s memorizing you. You can't help to note that his hands feel a little rougher than usual, but it's most likely just your brain being all jumpy.

You whimper out his name in a desperate manner when his hand clasps around your throat, it then moving to caress your face. His thumb traces your bottom lip for a moment before he pulls away. And soon you feel the bed dip, a heavy weight now rested between your legs.

“Where's the other person? Did he not show?" The words slip out shaky, clearly hoping that they chickened out.

"Oh don't worry baby bird, he's here," Hawks says before you feel a weight now resting beside you. You gasp as you realize the man swinging your legs over his shoulders isn’t who you think it is.

Hands are roaming your body, groping whatever they can while sloppy kisses are peppered on your breast and inner thighs, as if they’re worshipping every detail of your flesh.

A breathless whine escapes from your throat when the strangers tongue drags along your slit, his face rough against your plush thighs. You wonder for a split second if he has some kind of scars or stubble. Of course, that train of thought is quickly forgotten as the stranger starts to eat you up vigorously. Lapping up your juices and burying his face into your sex like it's his last meal on earth.

Meanwhile Hawks peppers sweet kisses along your jaw, hands trailing down to pinch your nipples while soft praises fall from his lips.

“You look so perfect like this,” he coos into your ear, “makes me a lil jealous that I'm not the one getting a good meal.”

"Ah~ Hawks,” you try to form words, but they all seem to jumble together. While Hawks has always been good at giving head, it's never been like now.

The stranger feels more in charge, moving his tongue with precision yet rough and demanding, instead of being messy and impatient like Hawks. You have no idea just how many times he’s done this, but he is clearly more experienced.

“Is she always this loud?” You hear a gruff voice say, two thick fingers prodding your entrance before pushing inside, stretching you out in the most delicious way. “Or does she just like the thought of being used by another man? One that she doesn't even know.”

“Oh I'm not sure, which is it, baby?” Keigo mockingly asks, both of their smugness making you start to squirm in embarrassment.

“I’m not-" It's all so humiliating and you want to deny it all, but your mind can barely focus on anything. Everything is crashing down on you, hands roaming your body and lips smooshed against your own and you feel yourself being suffocated by them.

Thick fingers skillfully play your body with ease, hitting a spot inside you that makes you see stars as he latches his lips around your puffy clit to harshly suck. It makes you cry out, but you're not sure what name to say, so you decide to choose the one you know.

However, the stranger doesn’t seem to like that and you feel him pull away, a second of relief turning into a sharp squeal as he brings his hand down on your pussy. It makes a spike of hot pleasure shoot through you and you hear Hawks sharply inhale.

“I don’t want to hear that name, he’s not the one making you feel this good. Understand?” He sternly tells you and you shake your head yes.

You jerk as he slaps your pussy again, a tearful whine escaping you as your chest heavily pants and your body shakes.

“Use your words, princess. And make sure to call my name like a good girl or else I’m gonna have to get rough.”

You thickly swallow, he's already getting mean so you'd hate to see what he thinks rough is. But you're mind starts to scramble to find what he could be talking about, he hasn't given an name or really any hint, so you just go with a title Hawks adores.

“Y-Yes daddy."

You hear him let out an hum, "good girl."

His mouth goes back to slurping up your juices, fingers digging into your plush thighs to keep you still.

You hate how good he makes you feel, how those simple words have you melting into a puddle, that desire to keep being his good girl. You hate it all yet a part if you doesn't want it to stop.

And surprisingly, the winged hero seems to agree and captures your mouth in a needy kiss, tongues messily clashing together.

“You're so fucking cute, wish I had thought of this sooner.” He says, his voice just as breathless as yours.

You only let out a pathetic mewl, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to your peak, which Hawks seems to pick up on.

“Do you wanna cum, pretty girl?” His voice is soft yet a sense of taunting coats it, but you don’t care and just want to finish.

“Yes please,” you whine out and crane your head making your lips brush against his.

"So polite, I’m guessing you trained her well?” You hear the man between your legs comment and Keigo gives a teasing chuckle.

“Mhm, she was a fast learner though. Weren’t you, princess?”

You shake your head, that familiar icky sensation crawling up your spine. You hate being treated like this, you hate how dehumanizing it is and how there is nothing you can do about it. You already seem to be enjoying yourself, so you denying only has them snickering at your shallow attempt.

"She won't admit it, but she's really just a slut in the end," his words stab through you yet he only keeps going. "You should have seen how excited she was to do this. Such a greedy slut, one man just wasn't enough for her."

"That's not true-Mphm!" Keigo swallows up your words, smooshing his lips against yours while he grips the back of your head tightly.

You moan into the heated kiss as your stuffed with a third finger, squelching noises filling up the room as they're pumped in and out of you. By the time he pulls away to start trailing his mouth down to your chest, your lips are aching from how rough he became.

You feel tears prick at your eyes, everything becoming stuffy and hot, making you become desperate to get this over with. Yet you crave the sweet release that feels like it’s right at your fingertips.

“D-daddy, I'm gonna cum,” you start to babble without thought and he only seems to get hungrier.

"Then cum," he growls, "you have daddy's permission, kitten."

You can't help, but let out a light sob as it all becomes too much. Hot pleasure burning in your tummy as a knot tightens, coiling to the point of it being uncomfortable.

“P-Please, it’s too much, I can’t Daddy-” You only hear his deep groan, his hand leaving your cunt to be replaced with his tongue. And the vibrations rippling through you makes you buck against his face and cry out.

You hear Hawks softly hush you, nuzzling against your cheek lovingly, “it’s okay, you can cum. Be a good girl and cum all over his face.”

You don't know why, but hearing those words tips you over the edge, the coiled knot snapping and your orgasm finally washes over you. Your back arches as a cry is ripped from your throat, eyes rolling back in bliss while you ride out the climax.

Your body trembles while your chest rises up and down in shallow breaths, your mind floating along, a voice cooing over you fading into the background. However, your attention comes back to the present when you feel something hot and heavy on your tummy.

“Give me a second, I wanna get her out of these restraints first,” you hear Hawks say and you instantly sigh in relief when you feel the tight silk leave.

You wince at how much your arms ache and wrists sting, it surly leaving a bruise in the morning. But you don’t have time to dwell on that as your manhandled around like a rag doll. Someone pulling you against them and you assume it's the stranger as your hands run over his hairy chest, Hawks shifting to be behind you.

“Come here pretty baby,” he says and drags you back to him, snatching your wrists when you try taking off the blindfold. “Ah! Not yet, just a lil' longer.”

You start to complain until a sharp gasp is ripped from your throat, something pushing into your tight hole while calloused hands spread your legs more open. Even with being prepped, it’s a lot to take in, but luckily he doesn’t rush and gives small thrusts to help you adjust.

“It’s too much,” You choke out, leaning your head back onto Hawks shoulder, squirming in his grasp as the man just keeps going.

“Look at that, he’s only half way in and you’re already a mess.” Only half way in? “Come on, she won’t break. You can be rougher than that.”

You start to frantically shake your head, pleading for him not to and to slow down, but to your dismay you only hear the other man agree. Pushing into you more and more, the way he feels like he’s splitting you in half makes your mind go blank.

“Theeere we go, all the way in now,” Hawks purrs, peppering your neck in kisses as a way to calm you. His hand comes down to rub your belly, “how does it feel baby?”

You can barely form words, the guy is almost just as thick as Hawks, but with much more length. It fills you up to the very brim, his heavy cock buried deep in your guts making drool leak down your chin.

“H-He’s too big,” you stutter out the words making the man chuckle and Hawks groan.

“Stop fucking teasing and just fuck her already,” he suddenly snaps and the man lightly scoffs, mummering out something you don't pick up before dragging his hips back then snapping them forward.

You let out a squeal as he buries his length deep inside in one thrust. Hawks keeps you secured tight in his grip when you slightly thrash. The man wastes no time getting rough, harsh slaps of skin hitting skin echoing out and his fingers dig into your ass to keep you somewhat still.

“I think it’s time to get that blindfold off.”

Light shines in your eyes and you blink a couple of times, disoriented and surprised to finally see who it is.

Thick, black locks cascade down his shoulders and frames his face, tired eyes with a deep scar under one staring right back at you. You recognize that the man fucking you is none other than the underground hero, Eraserhead.

Your stomach rolls, a fresh batch of hot tears pouring down your face as you suddenly feel the urge to throw up. Everything is spinning and you soon forget everything leading up to this moment, only focused on the morbidity of the situation. The signs were there, Hawks talking to you about the one time he got to team up with him. He would bring it up more often than he would with any other hero and every time he held a sweet and fond tone.

Yet you refuse to believe it, it can’t be, another hero? He’s supposed to be helping you, that's why he's a hero, right? Why isn’t he helping, why-

“You look so cute like this, kitten. All wide eyed while you’re fucked out of your mind.” Eraserhead gives a mocking grin, that same look you see in Hawks eyes in his and it makes you sick.

You want to scream, to claw at him and get them away, but you can only moan as he picks up the pace. Hawks hand slips down to rub at your overstimulated clit making you cry harder, fat tears blurring your vision.

“You’re so loud, baby bird.”

“She's just a dumb crybaby, isn't she?”

"Mhm, she can't help, but go stupid when her cute lil' pussy is stuffed with cock.”

“Adorable."

"The cutest crybaby I've ever seen."

“S-Stop-” You choke out, your voice cracking as you struggle to keep your eyes open. They don’t mean it, they just see you as a pet, a plaything to mock with malicious praise. You should have known the guest wouldn't be a civilian or a sleazy villain, it was just another hero no better than scum. They’re all just like him-

“But princess, you’re enjoying yourself so much,” Hawks purrs into your ear, playing with your tits while the other hero hits deep inside you.

“I wonder if I brought more people over she would like that. Get passed around like a braindead slut.” Eraserhead muses and he clicks his tongue.

“Oh I think she would.” He whispers the words into your ear, his voice low and hoarse. "Wouldn't you?"

Your stomach twists at the thought, "No! P-Please, just stop!"

The fucking bastard actually looks shocked at your outburst, but it goes away quickly and he's pushing your legs up to have your thighs squished against your chest. You cry out at the new angle and he only snaps his hips faster, some how feeling like he's hitting deeper inside you.

“Fuck, your body is saying something else kitten, fucking got me in a vice grip. Keep it up and I'm not gonna last much longer.”

Hawks lets out a small groan at his words, “just finish already, fucking cum inside her.”

Your eyes fly open wide, hands lunging out to push against Eraserheads chest, “no! Please no!”

Hawks took away any forms of birth control when he first kidnapped you and it’s some kind of miracle that he hasn’t gotten you pregnant despite how badly he wants to. But you have no idea if this man is the same way, if you’ll get just as lucky.

“No? But you’re makin’ him feel so good and you know how much I love sloppy seconds.” Hawks says, nipping at your ear and you can practically hear his grin as his voice drops for only you to hear. “I wanna see him stuff you, fucking dump his filthy load into your womb. Maybe he’ll even knock you up.”

You look at the raven haired hero, your face a mess and utter desperation in your voice, “please don’t! He took- I’m not on the pill!”

You see a flash of surprise goes through his eyes that ever so slightly widen, his hips stuttering for a second as he seems to hesitate. It's almost like he’s realizing that he wasn’t told the full truth of what was going to happen tonight. Hope builds up inside you, maybe he just didn’t know, maybe he’ll figure it out and save you!

Your stomach plummets as you see his lips tug into a sadistic grin, eyes boring into yours with deep malice, “then I guess you’ll have to carry my child.”

Acidic tears flood your face, head falling back against Hawks shoulder in defeat.

“Shit, I'm gonna-” He suddenly chokes out, his eyebrows pinched as he fucks you harder, his grip on your love handles getting borderline painful. You feel a flicker of fight from the cold fear of him getting you pregnant and start to thrash, but Hawks keeps you secured and whispers filthy words as he watches the way Eraserheads cock thrusts in and out out of you.

You cry out as you feel a warmth spread inside you, the heroes groan mixing in with yours as he bottoms out inside you, dumping his load straight into your womb.

You become limp in Keigo's arms, body twitching as broken sobs tear through your chest. You feel utterly filthy, a mess of fluids leaking from your cunt and face burning hot from your tears, it makes you want to boil your skin until it melts off.

Your mind prickles as they try to coo over you again, Hawks petting your head and telling you how good you did as the other bastard rubs your belly. He says something about cleaning you up, but you can barely keep conscious enough to see what he’s doing. You just want to curl up in a ball and crumble away.

“Lay down baby,” Hawks says as he shifts you around, a sigh of relief leaving you at the cool silk sheets hitting your body.

Exhaustion riddles you and you start to drift into an uneasy sleep, that is until your eyes snap open at the feeling of something pushing into your abused hole.

“What are you doing,” you weakly protest, squirming away only for him to wrap an arm around you as he hikes up one of your legs.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” he easily slips in and wastes no time fucking you gently, “I just need some release, I feel like I'm about to fucking burst. Then you can sleep okay?”

You catch in the corner of your eyes the other hero leaning against the doorway, watching you yet making no effort to do anything, even though you can see the pity on his face.

“I think she needs a break,” he says to your surprise.

Hawks just huffs, "she’s fine. Aren't you baby bird?"

You let out a sniffle and turn your head slightly to lock eyes with Hawks, his pupils slivers and sweat coating his forehead. Yet he looks at you with utter adoration and a sadistic taunt, almost asking you to act up. And to save yourself from the roughness your exhausted body can't handle any more of, you just let out a meek 'yes'.

You never had much of a choice to begin with.

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I reached 102 followers and I just wanted to thank all of you!! I plan to be posting plenty more dark fics in the future ;)

Requests are open! Pls request🥺

Ignore the 20 WIP in drafts

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I mean tbh 👀

y/n in every fic: time for me to go out :) I leave the house to you, my trusted lifelong best friend and roommate

shigaraki:

#stepbro shigaraki #my latest fic

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This fic & its series - literal perfection!! *Chef’s kiss*

Baby Mine [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Title: Baby Mine [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Synopsis: The first time you laid eyes on your child, you knew: You had to get out. Set in the ‘White Picket Fence’-verse.

For request: Something with Overhaul + the reader’s children and manipulation (I’m sorry I accidentally deleted the original message so I don’t remember the exacting wording!)

Word Count: 3328

notes: yandere, stockholm syndrome, abuse

From the instant you laid eyes on your daughter, the moment your gaze took in her fresh, wet skin and her small, blinking, uncomprehending eyes, you knew: you had to get the fuck away from Chisaki Kai.

The realization was instant, like a flash, peeling away years of manipulation and training and forced self-acceptance of your situation. Years of justifications and excuses that had wormed their way under your skin, forcing you to see the bright side, to see his side, and let yourself get wrapped up in its candy-coated, fluffy cotton bullshit–gone, ripped away with brutal, exacting force. All that was left was the stark realization, a single driving force shoving you forward: you and your daughter were going to get out.

That was four years ago.

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Sneak peek for tomorrow!

#i’m screaming #i’m so excited #can’t wait

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Suburban Dreams [White Picket Fence Part 2] [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Title: Suburban Dreams [White Picket Fence Part 2] [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Synopsis: Your captor lover surprises you with something you’ve been dreaming about. Are dreams ever as good as you wish they’d be?

For request:

Fic continuation to white picket fence but in the future when darling is “ready”? I wanna see if our yandere is actually gonna stay true to his word

Word Count: 2800ish

notes: yandere, stockholm syndrome, written in bed this past week while i’ve been dealing with blood pressure issues

You keep your eyes closed and grip Kai’s gloved hand firmly. He leads you gingerly along, having told you to keep your eyes closed no matter what. And you listen, you do, because a surprise this big must be truly important. A car ride and a keep-your-eyes-closed surprise all in one day? You feel giddy–and it’s almost overwhelming to your senses.

It feels like an occasion, like Christmas, a candy coated ribbon-wrapped Christmas, and you’re the child flying down the stairs in the morning to see what gifts Santa left under the tree. But you’re not a child, you remind yourself, you’re a grown adult with responsibilities. Keeping Kai happy. Making lunches and sometimes dinner, unless Kai says otherwise. Bathing. Keeping yourself occupied while Kai is busy with his work and his goals and his dreams. Ensuring that you’re presentable.

“Open them.”

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Yandere hawks gets darling pregnant. Nsfw please?

Of course baby, anything you want (◕‿◕) Also, here’s my MASTERLIST

Chicks 🧁 🎂

Word count: 2k

Content: Yan!Rut!Hawks gets fem!reader pregnant

Comment: If you need me to do a g/n reader or trans man please tell me honey, any ways, lets get to it.

Warnings: NSFW, RUT THEMES, YANDERE HAWKS, MARKING, BREEDING KINK, PREGNANCY, FEM!DARLING, COCKWARMING.

His entire body was burning, his rut came before expected. The first times of this happening he took some quirk controlling pills so he wouldn’t force you into anything, but now that you were his loving wife? He just wanted to pound you into oblivion and get you knocked up.

You couldn’t blame him, it was his insctints that bagged him to fill you up with his chicks, so you could have a big big family.

He made a small nest with pillows and blankets, it was cozy, you were both there cuddling and watching a movie, his wings were all fuzzy and up, making him look bigger and dangerous. They were cooconed around you in a protective and possesive way. His face was buried in the crook of your neck, his eyes sharp and yellowish watching around the room. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent and feeling his entire body relax. He gave a small kiss on your shoulder.

“I love you” you said smiling at the contact, he felt so fuzzy inside after your words, he couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel if you moaned those words in his ear.

“I love you too, dove” he said pressing another kiss to your cheek, his heart started beating faster, you were wearing a loose shirt and no bra, also a small pair of shorts, giving him just a perfect view of your cleavage and back, his hand went to your butt, not that you minded, its a fact that boobs and butt make good resting pillows. You smiled and snuggled closer to him, giving him kisses on his face. “What are you doing, baby?” he said smiling, letting you get all afectionate and cute.

“Kissing your cute face, dummy” you gave him a kiss on the lips, he got his hands on your waist, holding you really close. You hadn’t noticed the bulge in his pants, it was painfull. He wanted to pin you down and fuck you stupid, not only that, he wanted to pin you down and fill your womb with his thick white cream again and again and again. God, his dick was going to be so deep into you that it was going to be the fucking excalibur sword.

“Duckling, can I ask you something?” he broke the kiss and stared into your eyes, you noticed how sharp his pupils were, you arched a brow and nodded “Can you cockwarm me, please?” his tone was autoritarian, but his expression was begging you. You blushed and laughed a little from the nerves.

“Sure” you said, you were now in a different position, him sitting below you, his wings spread for a second as you sat on his rock-hard cock, moaning a little by the feeling of being full. He groaned and got his hands on your hips, pushing you down. After a brief moment in wich you got confortable he wrapped his wings around you again. He felt better, almost relieved. Both of you directed your attention to the movie again, eating a little popcorn. The movie ended in what felt a short moment and Hawks wasted no time.

He got you up his dick and got you in his arms, you yelped a little and this got him even harder. He rushed to the bedroom, another small pillow-and-blanket nest on the bed, you noticed something in particular, some of your clothes were there, panties, shirts, bras, everything was there! Suddenly a small switch clicked on your brain, he was on his rut.

“You should have told me earlier” you said to him as he got you down on the bed “sorry, dove. I was a little bit embarrassed” he laughed nervously and then proceded to kiss your neck, biting a little bit even. You moaned and he felt his erection hurting even more than before.

“I wanna fill you up with my chick, babybird” he groaned in your ear, he went feral and ripped your clothes off, leaving you only in a pair of pantied. God damnit you looked so hot. He ripped your panties of you as well and started eating you out like it was his last meal ever. You pulled his hair as he did so, causing him to groan your name, his tongue fucking you with a brutality you didn’t even think was possible, his fingers penetrated your folds, in and out. You came in his face, a waterfall of your juices fell on his face, so hot, so good.

You teased his wings, pulling a little bit on the feathers, he moaned and his face got a bright red, you almost made him cum on the spot. You fucking brat, teasing him on such a vulnerable state.

“D-don’t fucking do that” he whined, panting and getting over you, eager to fill you up with his fat cock, it was even bigger than usual because of the rut “Sorry, Kei” you said with a blush on your face, the sudden anger he felt because of your teasing dissapeared, he just couldn’t stay mad at you. “Dovey, I’m gonna pound you so hard you won’t be able to walk for the next month” he panted, lining up in you entrance, you felt the nerves accumulating in your body. You had sex with him in the previous time, it was almost always slow and gentle, letting you feel every inch of him slowly messing up your organs, killing you with kindness. But now he was going to pound you like the world was ending in five minutes, you bit your lip and closed your eyes “Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of everything” he put the tip in, slowly “ready?” he asked you in a sweet voice, when you nodded he kissed your neck, filling you up so good, you opened your eyes when he started moving, destroying your insides.

“Ah! Kei” you moaned loudly, getting him even hotter “You sound so good moaning my name, songbird, sing me a little more” he groaned and his brutal pace made you moan louder, a mess of his name and small praises. You came once, then twice, then another time. You didn’t even know how much time had passed but you were enjoying it, altough you wished he went a little slower.

You heard him groan loudly “y/n!” his name left your lips as he came inside you, filling you up so good. It was all over.

Well, not really.

He was still rock hard, he started moving inside you again “I told you I would fill you up, you’re gonna be so full of my cum and my chicks you won’t want sex in a year” he groaned, pinning you down so good, you couldn’t even speak, only moaning his name and incoherent noises, your tongue looling out and drool falling of. He kissed you, with the left consiousness you had after he came another time into you and kept pounding you teased his wings. Payback for the rough treatment, bitch.

He came into you one, two, three times more, you couldn’t even keep the count. When he was done he didn’t even pull out yet.

“Just wait a little, I can’t have any of my babies leaving your insides” he said in your ear, panting, you both fell asleep. Well, you did, he closed his eyes for a bit. When the feral spirit that possesed him left his body he smiled cutely. He cleaned the cum of you and then changed the sheets, you were out like a light. He slept beside you then, it was a good thing you were off birth control, he wanted to get you pregnant, you were just so motherly. And you said you wanted to have kids with him someday, well, not with him, when he stalked you he heard you say that. But hey! He was going to fullfill that dream.

He had already picked out some names, but he bough a book so you could both choose, Hawks was a good husband, he gave you some liberties. But the world was dangerous, so getting out for you and your future children was a no-go.

He woke up before you, checking the time it was already morning, he had requested a few days of work because of his rut so he took his time getting out of bed. He kissed your cheek, he would make you breakfast but he didn’t want to burn the kitchen down. So he just ordered take out.

Once that arrived and he entered the room you were waking up, you noticed your clothes were changed into a pink nightgown.

“good morning” you said sleepy, wanting to get up, one of his feathers pressed you down and you obeyed, you were so good.

“Good morning, dovey. I brought you breakfast” he smiled and brought you a plate with food. You both ate together and cuddled a little, watching something on T.V.

“Hey, Hawks” you said, he hummed and turned to look at you “do you want to pick baby names?” he blushed, did you just ask him that? “you are really bad at hiding this stuff” you took the book out of your night table. “I have already some that I like, but lets decide together” you gave him the book and a kiss on the cheek.

What a perfect little family you were

hehe, I hope you liked this anon.

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