#Shie Hassaikai x reader

[yokumirumerafan]

✨ MHA Characters React to Y/N Getting Hated on Social Media ✨📌 Post Info

📜 Characters Included:

Class 1-A: Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Jiro

U.A. Teachers: Aizawa, Present Mic

Pro Heroes: Hawks, Mirko

League of Villains: Shigaraki, Dabi, Toga

Yakuza Crew: Kai Chisaki (Overhaul), Kurono (Chronostasis)

-And Mera (my beloved husband 😭💖)

📜 AUs Used:

Canon Divergence AU (Where Y/N exists in the MHA world)

Slight Social Media AU (Mentions of online hate)

📜 Short Summary:

Y/N gets hated on social media, and different characters react to it. Some are protective, some are ready to fight, and some just want to comfort Y/N. Either way, they all got your back! 💖

💚 Class 1-A Reactions 📌 Midoriya Izuku “W-What? Why would they say such mean things about you?” 😢 Tries to understand the situation logically but gets really upset. Writes a LONG heartfelt message about how amazing you are. “Don’t listen to them, Y/N. You’re incredible, and I admire you so much!” 📌 Bakugo Katsuki “Gimme their usernames. Now.” 🔥 Ready to explode someone’s Wi-Fi. If you’re sad, he grumbles but pulls you into a side hug. “You’re better than these losers, dumbass. Don’t let ‘em get to you.” 📌 Todoroki Shoto “This is… frustrating. You don’t deserve this.” Stares blankly at the hate comments before deleting social media for you. If you’re upset, he holds your hand and stays with you in silence. “I think you’re amazing, Y/N. I hope you know that.” 📌 Kirishima Eijiro “That’s so UNMANLY of them!” 😡 Wants to fight the entire internet. Gives you endless affirmations and hypes you up. “You’re strong, Y/N! Those cowards can’t bring you down!” 📌 Kaminari Denki Tries to argue with the haters but short-circuits. 😭 “I GOT YOU, BESTIE—wait… my account just got suspended.” Spam texts you memes and funny videos to cheer you up. “You’re WAY cooler than them, Y/N! They’re just jealous.” 📌 Jiro Kyoka “What a bunch of losers.” 😤 Writes a diss track about your haters. 🎸🔥 Makes a playlist of empowering songs just for you. “Ignore them, Y/N. You’re too cool for their BS.” 👨‍🏫 U.A. Teachers 📌 Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead) “Why do you care about irrelevant opinions?” Tracks down the haters in 5 minutes. If you’re really upset, he lets you nap in his office with the cats. “Don’t waste your energy on them. You matter more.” 📌 Present Mic (Hizashi Yamada) “WHAT?! OH HELL NAH!” 📢💥 Calls them out LOUDLY on his radio show. Hypes you up so much that you start believing in yourself again. “Y/N, you’re a ROCKSTAR! They WISH they were you!” 🔥 Pro Heroes 📌 Hawks (Takami Keigo) “So… do I need to ‘accidentally’ delete their accounts?” 😉 Tries to distract you with jokes and a fun day out. If you’re really down, he gives you his hoodie and cuddles you. “Forget them, baby bird. You’re flying way above their level.” 📌 Mirko (Rumi Usagiyama) “Oh, they wanna talk smack? LET ME DROP-KICK ‘EM.” 🐰💥 Absolutely does not tolerate bullying. “You’re strong, Y/N. And if anyone says otherwise, they can fight ME.” 🖤 League of Villains 📌 Shigaraki Tomura “Tch. They’re all NPCs anyway.” Deletes their accounts himself. If you’re sad, he just pulls you into his hoodie. “Don’t waste your emotions on weaklings, Y/N.” 📌 Dabi “Give me five minutes and their IP addresses.” 🔥 Roasts them online until they deactivate. If you’re upset, he lets you vent while he plays with your hair. “They’re nobodies. You, on the other hand… you’re worth everything.” 📌 Toga Himiko “Aw, Y/N~! Want me to ‘play’ with them?” 😁🔪 Way too eager to handle your haters. Gives you so many compliments that you forget about the hate. “You’re perfect, Y/N! Who cares what they think?” 💉 Yakuza Crew 📌 Kai Chisaki (Overhaul) “Pathetic. They disgust me.” Wipes out the haters’ online presence. Doesn’t show emotions but buys you something expensive to make up for it. “Their opinions are beneath you. Focus on what actually matters.” 📌 Kurono (Chronostasis) “Social media is toxic anyway.” 😒 Secretly investigates the haters. Keeps you company and listens to your rants. “If you need to talk, I’m here.” 📌 Mera (MY HUSBAND 😭💖) “I don’t have time for this nonsense.” Too tired to fight but still supports you. Buys you your favorite drink and silently stays by your side. “Don’t let idiots ruin your day, Y/N.” 💖 Final Thoughts Every single character is on your side. They ALL think the haters are beneath you. Some are ready to fight, some are comforting, and some are silently supportive. Bottom line: YOU’RE LOVED, AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE THAT.

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

DAY VIII. — FINGERING

cw: Fingering, Gaslighting, Manipulation, Delusional Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Allusions to Stalking, Allusions to Murder / Violence, Unhealthy Relationships, Yandere, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Content Not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Fem! Reader. Reader discretion is advised. 18+ Only!

author's note: I love Overhaul, he's such an interesting character. You can literally just take the most terrifying and horrific sexual situation and it's him, sorry. I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

word count: Approximately 1.8k words.

“You’re tense.” 

That sly and wispy voice tickles the shells of your ears, sending slicing shivers down your back, cutting through the flesh. You swallow, saliva now thick and heavy, and your breathing finds itself stuck near the axons of your lungs. Too long, your mind kicks you like a brick through a window, you’re taking too long to respond. 

“S-Sorry, I just feel a little sore.” 

Kai leans forward only by a fraction, that look etched into his face intense and stony. You glance at him before your eyes immediately shift away, and your legs try to mimic your movements, but Kai’s free hand quickly snaps forward with a cottonmouth palm to snag the middle of your thigh. The suddenness of it makes you gasp, that saliva slipping down into your throat, irritating it, and you meekly cough a couple of times. That look on Kai’s face doesn’t change. 

“Last night was a little rough, wasn’t it?” 

Little was an understatement, but you clip your comment. There’s an inkling inside of you that screams at you, that sinks its talons deep into the seam of your brain to rip it apart to tell you that he can read your fucking mind. Fear is a dagger through your heart, every time, the tear goes down to your toes and you swallow again. 

“Yes, I mean. No. No, it wasn’t rough. You just take a lot out of me.” 

That was not a wise selection of words, holy shit. You shouldn’t have said it like that—surely there was some other polite way to have said that, surely? Terror has your mind, those talons growing larger, splitting you apart, folding prions until they’re eating away the matter. Kai’s fingers cinch a little on your thigh before they loosen. 

“I do, don’t I? Unfortunately, it seems like there’s no way to avoid that. Not anymore, at least.” 

What the fuck does he mean by that? Kai’s always been so intense, a force that leached onto your soul, something that sunk its fangs in until he was sucking you dry ever since you met him. Fuck, you wish you wouldn’t have met him. If you close your eyes hard enough, could you wake up? You just softly shake your head, still not looking at him. 

“W-Well, it, um, doesn’t bother me. I—I enjoy being with you.” 

Lies. Lies and damnation, but you’d rather rip your own head off before you upset him. Even if you never quite know what he’s saying, what he drones on about, what those hisses of air that kiss between his teeth ever truly mean. You’ll never understand his enigma, his intricacies. Not like you ever wanted to. 

A chuckle so curt that you can barely tell it was one then hangs in the air. 

“Of course, you do. After all, who would ever take care of you so well? It makes sense, right?” 

Kai’s hand starts to trail up your leg. Your eyes want to close, they glitch, but you keep them open so he doesn’t think you’re trying to avoid him—again, he doesn’t like whenever he thinks you’re ignoring him. Even if it hurts, even if you can feel the air stinging your ducts so sharply that you feel like you could start crying. It hurts, holy fucking shit does it hurt. His hand crawls ever higher. 

“No one. No one has ever treated me like you do.” 

Faster, the hand reaches the heat between your legs in the blink of an eye. 

“That’s because they’ve never been in the presence of an angel before. They don’t know how to behave.” 

You suck air through your teeth whenever one of Kai’s fingers rubs its knuckle up the slit of your cunt through your panties. He goes slow, like he’s testing the waters. It’s too much, the weight reminding you of your fate—destiny—held in the palms of his hands. Things will never be the same, never will be. It’s something strange, but you’re here now. Could those hands turn you into confetti? Could you ask? Finally, your eyes can’t refuse the offer any longer, collapsing into darkness. 

“Look at me. Now.” 

It’s sheer agony to let the light filter in again, but you open them and slowly tilt your head until you meet Kai’s piercing glowing honey eyes. The unknown emotions swirling like peppermint in that frosty color makes you queasy, but he wants you to look at him and you’re too miserable to object. His knuckle grows a little faster before a couple more fingers fall in line with their brother and join the act, and you try to unfocus your eyes and think about how that feels instead of comprehending the mirrors to Kai’s soul. You wonder what he’s thinking about you. No. You don’t want to know what he thinks about you. 

“I don’t like when you’re not paying attention to me. I try to do everything for you, but sometimes it feels like you’re ungrateful for that.” 

Ohhhh, noooo, no no nooo. You didn’t just make him angry, did you? All you did was close your eyes, all you did was close your eyes, your eyes, fuck, no, please. Kai’s eyes squint a little at your stunned silence, the knuckles immediately dig in. You gasp, taken aback, but you start shaking your head. 

“That’s not it! No, I—No, not at all. I love it, yeah. I love it so much. You make me feel really special, I promise, I promise you do.” 

Could you feed into his delusions better? You think he enjoys whenever you remind him that you love him, too, but sometimes it feels like he’s not even hearing you. It feels like he sees whatever reality he wants, whatever scene he needs to play out in his head. You can never understand him. At one point, you thought you did. You thought he was kind, sweet and polite. He was a gentleman that you bumped into one day—someone who helped you up, who held your hand tenderly while he squeezed his eyes together so cutely. Had that even been genuine? Kai’s so fucking gone, it’s not even funny. Maybe you never even knew him at all. You know he stalked you now, even if he’ll never tell you that. You think he doesn’t want your perception of him to change—too late. 

“Ah, then why don’t you like looking at me when I touch you?” 

Kai’s fingers hovel in deeper, and a moan revs in the back of your throat. Your eyes roll a little while you shift, attempting to scoot away from those dastardly fingers discreetly but they follow. Your thighs are tight together now. Kai starts closing in, honing in on your face, knees on the bed, lumbering. Could you shake your head fast enough? Lie, lie! Make him happy before he goes fucking crazy! Blood splatters before the visions in your mind, the television that loops over and over. The look of shock that crossed your old lover’s face while they turned their face to meet yours before their skin warbled like worms writhing in the ground before they exploded into crumbs. 

“Well, I just, it’s. Oh, Kai, you’re so—h-handsome that I can barely comprehend it. It intimidates me.” 

If you seem infatuated even in the darkest times, he’ll stay happy. Always happy. Kai’s eyes return to their former size, and a gentle kind of half moon crosses his face. Those fingers pressing against your cunt reach the edge of your mound to swivel against your clit, and you gasp again at the jolt of electricity that makes your toes curl before his fingers slide back down. They scratch at the stitching of your panties before they begin to wriggle their way underneath the fabric. You bite your bottom lip, teeth like needles. His skin rubbing against the fat of your labia makes you realize how wet you already are from even his most gentle and brief touches. Kai’s trained you. 

“Is that why you’re already soaking? Do you fantasize about me, too?” 

You don’t even dignify that with a verbal response, you just barely smile and exhale a moan. Kai’s fingertips are deft, practiced and refined from how many times he’s touched you. They slip through your lips, collecting your glaze before his middle finger starts to tap against the outskirts of your entrance. A distinct throb elicits another moan, and Kai takes that as a sign to keep going. His middle finger starts to press down. You part so easily for him, fuck, the strange pangs that start in your burning clit and end in your heart make you dizzy. He hilts in, down to the knuckle, and your jaw is clenched and eyes are wrenched open. The way it makes you start to go around in circles, in these mazes of racetracks, of things that never made sense but make your body warm and fuzzy. 

Kai wiggles his finger a little, testing the plasticity of your walls, and the way it makes moans gather near the bottom of your throat almost makes you want to throw up. And once he grows satisfied with that, he carefully withdraws his finger down to the smile of his nail before he slides it back in. Tears are pricking your eyes, is this really that good, and you dip your head. But you don’t take your eyes off of Kai’s face, not now, placate him. It’s like he doesn’t need to blink, those eyes big and bulging. His brows are knitted together. Is he really happy? Is that why his smile seems to grow wider? 

“I can’t believe how good you feel. I never thought I’d feel this way before I met you. Isn’t that so great? It’s like you’re my soulmate, angel.” 

Delusions. Remember that, delusions. His finger picks up its pace before his ring face traces up your slit and buries itself in with its sibling. You moan, loud and pained, and your eyes turn into slits, brows down and shadowing your vision. Kai’s smile stretches. He’s pumping his fingers in and out, and he twists his hand in just the right way to swipe his thumb over your thumping clit. It’s so steamy and engorged, you’re hard and Kai is psychotic. Remember the gaping horror in your best friend’s eyes before their head splattered against the wall. 

“Tell me you think the same. You sound like you agree, so come on, don’t keep a man waiting.” 

Your parents. Your boss. Your coworkers. Your acquaintances. Your beloved pets. 

Gone gone gone gone gone—smashed pumpkins spread across graveyards. 

Kai withdraws his fingers completely before he punches them back in, stabbing through your cunt with a ferocity that makes you gasp and cry out in shuddering agony. His smile is unyielding. 

“Tell me you think the same.” 

Blood drops trickling down your cheeks like tears, fingers strumming melodies inside of you. 

“Yes. I’m your soulmate, Kai.” 

[isabeauwolf]

Okay, took me a minute to find them, but here's my fav Overhaul x reader fanfics! This one is for the female reader's x Overhaul.

I'll make another list for male readers as well! ;) and another for love triangles!

Here's to my fellow members of the Chisaki Nation!!!! I seriously binge read all of these and couldn't stop!

My fav Overhaul x reader fanfics Part 1

(Fair warning, some of these can get dark af, feel free to skip if it isn't your thing). Tell me which ones were your favs? ;)

🐦‍⬛ Forbidden by HungarianShinobi (Doctor Overhaul x reader) : https://archiveofourown.org/works/35521177

🐦‍⬛ Arms At Rest by Yoshinori : https://archiveofourown.org/works/16100765/chapters/37607249

🐦‍⬛ Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) by krazenground : https://archiveofourown.org/works/24366637/chapters/58765354

🐦‍⬛A Blistering Affection (Overhaul x reader) by Crimsoncat : https://archiveofourown.org/works/28194690/chapters/69088494

🐦‍⬛The Whispering Darkness by InorganicOne2230 : (Sleep Hollow AU Overhaul x reader) https://archiveofourown.org/works/34057876/chapters/84719488

🐦‍⬛Purity by InorganicOne2230 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/21403249/chapters/50990824

🐦‍⬛The Club (Purity Spin-Off) by InorganicOne2230 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/39041481/chapters/97659105

🐦‍⬛All That Led Us Here by InorganicOne2230 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/22309051/chapters/53285557

🐦‍⬛A God Named Destruction by xillustratoryx : https://archiveofourown.org/works/48788473/chapters/123073762

🐦‍⬛Love Without Boundaries: (Overhaul x Hero Reader) by ArondightDusk: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33562012/chapters/83394898

🐦‍⬛Control (Overhaul X Reader) by CranberryCandy : https://archiveofourown.org/works/26102626/chapters/63493396

🐦‍⬛Home Sweet Home | Chisaki Kai x Reader by Kikyo851 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/32472970/chapters/80530477

🐦‍⬛Corrupt | Chisaki Kai x Reader by Kikyo851 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/18387173/chapters/43543130

🐦‍⬛Migraine by Boerning : https://archiveofourown.org/works/37282840/chapters/93025036

🐦‍⬛Supreme by les_inquiets: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28878405/chapters/70842282#workskin

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[lostiolite]

Why he lowkey kinda... Should i start writing for him

Also pls request about overhaul and or skeptic

Update, hes been added to the list

[90s-belladonna]

Wannabe Sugar Daddy 🍡

part 7 - be strong but not independent

~ A/N: excuse the misplaced words, spellcheck hates me ??? also there may be another upload later today, I was meant to post this part last night but I accidentally fell asleep 💀 ~

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[ this is a collection of all my shie hassaikai works <3 18+ next to the title means mature content 18+ next to their name means i will write nsfw for them ]

[ i will write for kai chisaki - overhaul ( 18+ ) hari kurono - Chronostasis ( 18+ ) joi irinaka - mimic ( 18+ ) shin nemoto ( 18+ ) hekiji tengai ( 18+ ) kendo rappa ( 18+ ) toya setsuno ( 18+ ) soramitsu tabe ( 18+ ) deidoro sakaki ( 18+ ) yu hojo ( 18+ ) ]

kai chisaki - overhaul

[coming soon] Pure ↬ Kai Chisaki | Overhaul

hari kurono - chronostasis

joi irinaka - mimic

shin nemoto

hekiji tengai

kendo rappa

toya setsuno

soramitsu tabe

deidoro sakaki

yu hojo

coming soon...

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[aydience-world]

Throwback to this fic since it's Kai's birthday 😌

[mkendlic]

Chapters: 14/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Original Character(s), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) & Original Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Original Female Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto Characters: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Todoroki Shouto, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Satou Rikidou, Tokoyami Fumikage, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Sensei | All For One, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Yaoyorozu Momo, Asui Tsuyu, Jirou Kyouka, Shouji Mezou, Ojiro Mashirao, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kota Koji, Toru Hagakure, Yuga Aoyama, Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Bakugo Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku - Character Additional Tags: Graphic Description, Eventual Romance, Original Character(s), Implied/Referenced Character Death, Trauma, Badass, powerful quirk, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, a lot of sarcasm, aizawa is a dad!!, midnight is a great mom, principle nezu is a ray of sunshine, Slow Burn, Fluff and Smut, Sexual Tension, long fic, Past Child Abuse, past trauma, Blood and Injury, Violence Summary:

As a young teen trying to figure what its like to be a normal teenager…well as normal as one can be in a world with QUIRKS! Nozomi Akumu tries to figure out, what its like to even be a student in high school. While being a pro hero at the age of 15. She’s determine to not let her past control her any longer. Will she find revenge in killing the man that destroyed her life? Or will she finally understand the meaning her parents taught her long ago? Come along on the journey that is Nozomi Akumu’s life. And find out why is her quirk so fearful.

[yokumirumerafan]

Hiya can you pls do mha x reader with a useless quirk Ty and have a great day!

Hello guys! I’m back (finally)

I thought it over a million times and decided not to delete my old posts but stop using AI for my new ones as well (not even grammar fixing)

I just figured that it’s actually super fake to do that and any writing has to be real and have feelings in it. AI is a useful thing but it can’t and will never replace real human work. Thanks a lot to the people who supported me during this… Writer's block? And I appreciate the fact that I didn’t get hated on (surprisingly)

As you figured my work will be less frequent now since I will actually write out each character’s reactions by hand 

Although I’ll try to make it 1 post per day

Requests are ALWAYS open, but I can’t only do them so sometimes I might post random shit headcanons

Also I’m thinking of starting a long fic of one of MHA or DS characters x fem!reader (I’ll most likely make a survey abt that), and you can as well give me ideas on any plot you’d want to see in it

That’s about it for now! Here’s your request, Anon! (No AI used, promise!)

MHA (Boys & Girls) x Reader with useless quirk

Pro Heroes

Aizawa

He’s that type of person to not give a damn

Like I feel, that whether your quirk is useful and you’re a pro hero, or your quirk is absolute shit and you can barely even call it a quirk, for him it won’t matter since he looks more into personality  rather than power and looks

He would most likely not even mention it in any conversations

And definitely defend you if anyone DARES to open their nasty mouth to make some quirky comment about you

He’d as well protect you (since he’s a pro hero duh)

And if you’re insecure he’d either bring out the most ABSURD quirks he’d seen throughout his work

Or tell you shit like “If you’d be a pro hero you’d die anyway, I’d rather you have a shit quirk and stay safe”

Present Mic

Oh this one is such a hyped up mf

Like he would find ANY positive sides of you having a shit quirk or your quirk in general

Like it’s to the point you start questioning if your quirk is actually AS bad as you think it is

He would definitely make you use it in everyday life

Like for example if it’s lifting simple objects with your hands without touching the object (even if i can’t be any further than INCH) he’d make you use it

Or of it’s creating idk glass outta your tears (yeah I got creative), he would make you learn how to put all that glass together and when you cry you’d together make glass cups and stuff like that (bro would probably write the reasons you cry on these cups, and literally have a separate cupboard of “Y/N’s tears”)

Hawks

As long as I love this guy so much…

He’d tease you about it

Not like in TOO offensive way

But he’d definitely bring up how “he’s the protector of the family”

Or if you’re in a heated argument… Good luck with hearing how useless you are (ik toxic but I see it this way)

Although he apologizes ALWAYS

Reassurance? What’s that!? 

He’d find it hilarious if your quirk is useless because he gets to show off his strength

Mirko

This woman is all about training and power

So she will MAKE you strong no matter what quirk you have

She’ll make you train with her and use her as a target (since she knows for a fact you can’t harm her even the slightest)

But if for some reason you don’t want to or anything

She'll accept it

But expect a little teasing from her same as hawks about how “She carries the family”

Midnight

(she’s so freaking fine ahhhh-)

Honestly I feel like she’s mostly like Aizawa

And she won’t even ask if you wanna train with her unless you ask her

She’ll be very reassuring but honest to god with HER I don’t think the word “insecure” is in your vocabulary

Like she makes you feel like a queen of this world

She wouldn’t tease you but I think if you yourself say that you don’t care what people think about your quirk she might drop dumb jokes

Although they wouldn’t be offensive in any way, just lighthearted jokes

Students 1-A

Izuku

Oh this sweetheart will literally learn everything about your quirk

As I said once before and I say it again he WILL have a notebook dedicated just for you

He might not talk back to Bakugo about HIS quirk, but if Bakugou makes a snarky remark about you? He’s done for it

Like… Even Aizawa didn’t know Izuku could stand up for anyone

For some reason I feel like Izuku would compare your strength to his and not in a “OMG LMAO YOU’RE SO WEAK”-way but in “OMG WE HAVE SOMETHING SIMILAR!”

He will as well reassure you A LOT

And will bring up times when he was quirkless

(Honestly he’s probably the only one out of all who will actually truly understand you)

Bakugo

OK let’s not be delusional!

THIS man will make fun of you

Tease the absolute shit out of you

Make stupid jokes and remarks

He’ll be SO annoying

But GOD FORBID anyone else make a single comment about you

“Oops another one ended up in the hospital”

Shoto

Aw he’d be such a sweetie

Definitely will understand you maybe not as much as Izuku tho

But will always comfort you if someone said anything towards you

Since his dad is AN ASSHOLE that made him think he was useless he will always remind you how important you are

Like even if you aren’t feeling down he would still randomly come up to you and say that “You’re amazing, Y/N, you know what?”

He wouldn’t be aggressive towards people who dislike you

But he will definitely have a “little” conversation with them (PS. The next day everyone who  said anything about you has magically realized how wrong they were)

Tokoyami

He’s such an emo boy so dark shadow will have to do everything for him

Because he’s just not able to communicate

He’ll write you poems and play guitar (honestly I’d marry him for that)

But if you need ACTUAL reassuring ask dark shadow

And dark shadow would probably be faster to realize that you’re feeling down also

Because listen, Tokoyami is just… Very focused on other things (like saving the work yk)

Overall he’ll be sweet. Ok TRY to be sweet, but boy needs some social skills

Denki

Same as Mic he would 100% hype you up

Like it isn’t even a thing with him it’s natural to compliment you

He’ll compliment your looks, quirk, intelligence

And honesty I think he wouldn’t even know your quirk is useless until you come to him one day complaining

He genuinely thought your quirk was OK

Kirishima

OMG he’s a boyfriend material and we ALL know that

I don’t think he’s any different from Denki tho

But he’ll also be more considerate about your quirk

Like he would notice right away your insecurities (because he pay VERY close attention to you)

He would act like he doesn’t know about anything tho until you talk to him yourself

And he’ll play dumb saying “whaaaat! NOOO! I didn’t notice! You’re just so perfect that it’s barely noticeable”

Sero

This man will just say that “Everything is imperfect”

Yeah he ain’t the best at comforting that’s for sure

But he’ll REALLY try his best

I feel like he’d ask for a lot of advices from his friends

And would DEFINITELY 100% search up “How to make your girlfriend feel better”

And then do the cringiest known to men “comforting” acts

You imagine yourself

Ochako

She’ll be SO mad if you start saying how useless you are

Like to the point she won’t let you even MENTION the synonyms of synonyms for the words like “useless”, “pointless”

She’ll definitely be the type to wake up earlier every morning JUST to put on freaking AFFIRMATIONS for you

And she won’t go away until you repeat ALL of it

She’s also the type to get creative and find a new affirmation video EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.

She’d probably write the out on sticky notes and put them in random places around the house/dorms ever 

Like one day you took your cereal and out of there fell out a note “you’re gorgeous”

Mina

So as Ochako she DOES NOT accept the “I’m useless”

If you ever say that you’re getting a whole slideshow of “why you’re perfect”

Will make ALL her friends tell you why you’re amazing in your own unique way one by one

Would send you random texts in the middle of the day like “You look stunning today you know that? Not like you aren’t perfect always y’know? Also good job with your training! I can see the progress!”

Meanwhile you in cookie monster slippers after doing 10 squats laying down as if you ran a marathon

Momo

Such a cutie

Won’t be super energetic and aggressive like Mina and Ochako

She’d most likely give you books like “how to love yourself”

I see her as the type of person who believes in “signs”

So she’d make you tea that some old grandma on the sale said “boosts up your confidence”, and you wouldn’t be allowed to drink any other tea

Unless she find the same grandma on the sale and she would give her a “tea that makes you feel stronger”

Yeah it’s Momo we’re talking about

She’d also make you meditate

Like she said she heard that “Meditation helps to clear out your mind out of negative thoughts. That’s just what you need Y/N!!”

Jiro

Eh… We all know what’s coming

She’ll write you a song

And not ONE, she’ll make songs about your quirk, your looks your personality ANYTHING just give her a topic

She’ll as well create you playlists for when you’re feelings insecure and she isn’t there to comfort you

Also I see her as the type to try and make your quirk helpful in music somehow

Like Idk if your quirk is long butterfly horns (pic is at the bottom) she’d most likely make you play drums (I got creative OK!?)

Tsu

We ALL know she’s chill

Like she wouldn’t care what you quirk is what matters is your personality

She would definitely know how to comfort you

And if anyone says anything she’d easily without missing a breath roast them (kinda like what she did with Bakugou in the bus back then LMAO)

She wouldn’t make you listen to affirmations or any shit like that

But if you actually feel WAY too down she’d either to to you herself or recommend a good phycologist (lmao why does that sound so cringe and sad at the same time)

She wouldn’t be like Izuku making everything positive

I feel like she’d tell you that yes your quirk isn’t the best but there are cases worse than that and even in shit quirks there’s some use to be found

Students 1-B

Monoma

That bish will be like Bakugou

Like EVERYTHING THE SAME

Except that he probably wouldn’t be as openly aggressive

He is a very… “Getting under your skin”-type of person

So he’d manipulate you (not in a bad way)

He’d just make annoying remarks with such a calm tone that you kind of don’t even know if you should be offended or it’s actually nothing to be mad over about

Shinso

I see him as a very soft type (yeah idk how kill me with slippers already)

Like he would definitely be something between Izuku, Aizawa, Present Mic and Tokoyami

He would absolutely try positive sides in your quirk

But all will absolutely use mind washing to make you kinda “forget” what were you even crying over about

He would do that a lot

And in general he would make you forget that your quirk is useless

He isn’t very good at communicating (I feel like)

So he would ask other people to reassure you for him

And then would act as if nothing happened

(He’ll be so jealous tho when you start talking about how sweet his friends are. To the point he will stop LETTING them anywhere near you when you feel down)

Villians (LOV & Shie Hassaikai)

Shigaraki

I don’t know what you expect to see here honestly because we all know this man is about power and if you aren’t useful for him he won’t even look at you

But ok let's pretend that somehow somewhere you were able to catch his attention

He will annoy absolute shit out of you

He’d keep saying how you need to be stronger and that “you can't even protect yourself!”

Will act all angry but he actually is worried sick about losing you

Will make you sit at home 24/7 because “it’s too dangerous out there! Especially without a good quirk!”

Will get you a freaking body guard if needed just so you stay safe (yes even at home)

But then will decay the man because “HE WAS LOOKING AT YOU!”

“Shiggy, he's a body guard that is literally his job!”

“I DON’T CARE YOU’RE SITTING AT HOME WITH NO BODYGUARDS. NO. NOT ANYMORE!”

Dabi

He’s insane, like literally

I don’t have any idea how he would comfort you

HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT FREAKING COMFORT IS LET'S START OFF WITH THAT!

So you better learn how to not feel shitty at all by yourself

Yeah he will be there to hug you

Yeah he will say “I love you”

But that's IT

So please don’t get mad at him if he doesn’t understand you, it’s just him, he doesn’t get in general WHY you even FEEL in the first place

Twice

Dam, the mood swings you would have to get through are crazy

He would also unintentionally say something very offensive and then spend three hours apologizing just to repeat the same process again and again

Like I don’t even know HOW you would deal with him

You want comfort? He doesn’t know what comfort is himself

So good luck with taking care for the two of you

Because I swear he’s like a freaking kid at this point

Toga

She’s a psych

She will try to comfort you. Key word “TRY” 

But she’ll most likely will make you feel even worse than before

The word “comfort” for her is like saying “threaten someone with death and then don’t kill them”

Like she genuinely thinks that you’ll feel good after that

So another good luck with trying to explain that not killing someone won't make them feel any better if anything it’s worse

(PS. She won’t get it at all. Like “Why aren’t you happy that I didn’t cut you open?”)

Compress

Oh I don’t know why but I feel like he DOES know a couple ways to show you that your quirk isn’t shit

I mean look at that man he’s a freaking illusionist, he’ll make you believe you’re the main characters of this world

He’s the type to not even hear you out on your complaints about how “useless” you are, he just straight up starts reminding you all the times when you used it and it was useful

He also will not ANYONE comment on your quirk, and I mean it

Like if with Bakugou he would just yell at someone

Compress will literally turn them into a little crystal (or whatever these things he makes are) and let you keep them on a special shelf 

Just to later on point and laugh at those people and tell you “That’s what happens to whoever disrespects my princess, you wouldn’t want to be part of the collection would you?”

And here I don’t even know if it’s a toxic thread or a joke… Decide for yourself

Kai Chisaki (Overhaul)

He agrees

Like straight up says “yeah your quirk is shit”

But he doesn’t see a problem in it tho

Like as long as he ACTUALLY loves you he won’t care if your quirk is useless or no, he’ll just have to protect you by himself then

He would laugh if you rant about how useless you are and just say “if you think so it’s your right, but I wouldn’t be with someone who’s as useless as you describe yourself as”

He wouldn’t let anyone else do that tho, he’d overhaul them literally

Kurono (Chronostasis)

Kurono my dear…

I feel like he think his quirk is shit as well

Like you’d be both crying in each others’ arms complaining about how unfair life and everything around is

And then comfort each other by saying stuff like “well at least your quirk can be used in-” and the whole process just repeats over and over again

Until you both either get interrupted by someone

Or one of you decided that “Whatta actual hell, why are we crying like two idiots” and just drags the second one up with reassuring words

Alright this took me a while. Honestly this isn’t the first fic I write completely with no AI, but it still feels new to me for some reason. If I forgot anyone please tell me as well tell me if there’s any major grammar mistakes or non structured sentences. Have a great morning/day/afternoon/night y'all. 

-Merafan

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

DAY IX. — FORCED ORGASM

cw: Forced Orgasm, Violence / Allusions to Violence, Weapons / Use of Weapons, Murder / Reversed Murder, Blood, Traumatic and Graphic Descriptions of Death / Dying, Overhaul Being an Asshole and Desperately Angry, Sexual Torture, Unhealthy Relationships, Slight Yandere Undertones, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Content Not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Fem! Reader. Reader discretion is advised. 18+ Only!

author's note: I think that if Overhaul had a lover, he would not be very kind in the sense that he would be a little too unstable to view everything you do in the right light. I.E., good luck, he's delusional and jealous. Also, he would definitely threaten to use his Quirk on you. I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

word count: Approximately 1.2k words.

The bed isn’t as comforting as it should be whenever your knees and palms slammed against its plush expanse. A shocked gasp warbles in the back of your throat, but it’s immediately stifled by a frustrated growl accompanied by a hand connecting to the back of your head. Kai’s voice is like poison to your ears whenever your face collides into the bed. 

“What was that? Were you trying to be cute or were you trying to piss me off?” 

You attempt to respond, but Kai’s hand keeps your face buried in the covers. It’s getting harder to breathe, but you don’t struggle. No, if you do that, you’ll just make him angrier. He clambers onto the bed with you, one leg folded to support his weight while the other dangles off of the edge. You can feel it—he likes to hold you in this position whenever you’ve done something ‘wrong.’ 

“He was so annoying. The way he laid his filthy hands on you is just driving me crazy. I hate it!” 

Kai’s fingers braid through your locks before he clenches and rears your head back roughly. You cry out, agony igniting in your veins and shivering down the wisps of your blood, but Kai doesn’t falter. He just pulls you into his lap, his free hand immediately diving down in between your legs, seeking, fondling. 

“I’ll never let you go out with me like that again. What kind of bait wants to get dirty with their target? I can’t believe you would cheat on me like that. Damn!” 

It’s better to close your eyes and let Kai rant, to let those claws slice down your thigh. A couple of them snagged against the holster strapped around it—the one hidden underneath your skirt, just a backup in case you needed to protect yourself on these sorts of heists. He rips it off without a care in the world, as if he doesn’t care there’s a loaded weapon in there. Kai lets the gun dangle by its strap for a few long and heavy moments, breathing so hard that you think he’s panting, that he’s not even sucking up oxygen, it’s just a reflex. You crack one eye open, vision carefully sliding over to watch the gun sway. The hand in your hair drops down, swooping underneath your arm before his fingers cup your jaw harshly. 

“Why are you always flirting with other men? Is there something wrong with me? Do you not love me? I don’t understand. Tell me why you cheat on me.” 

I’m not, but you don’t say that. 

“N-No, there’s nothing wrong with you, K-Kai. I was just trying to—to butter that guy up, I swear.” 

The holster clatters to the bed, loud even in its muted silence. And it happens so fast, but Kai’s hand is a falcon, and suddenly something hard and cold pressed into your temple. You gasp in genuine terror, both eyes open and unfocused, and you home in on the object digging into you. The gun. Kai has the gun against your head right now. Are you breathing? Is this real? Surely this can’t be happening. It’s so chilly—when did the room start darkening? Shadows splatter against the wall, you can’t breathe. Holy fucking shit, you can’t breathe. He’s delusional. What. What did you do? That guy’s face flashes in your mind—what was his name again? He was so unimportant to you that you can barely remember the finer details of his appearance. Kai was jealous of him—of that? You swallow, but all that comes up is frothy milk. 

“Prove it. Touch yourself for me. I want to hear you moan my name. I want to hear you beg and apologize while you finish. Now. Do it now or I’ll pull this trigger. Don’t make me. I don’t want to have to punish you, angel.” 

Tears are welling in the corners of your eyes, lip trembling, and you slowly start to slide a hand down your belly until it’s bunching up the fabric of your skirt and slipping down your mound. 

“K-Kai, I—Please, listen, I didn’t mean to upset you. I—” 

The gun’s gravity sucks in. 

“Too late. You’ve hurt me, so stop stalling and make it better.” 

Your fingertips roll down until they catch against your clit, flaccid and still. You’re not aroused in the slightest and the gun against your head serves as a reminder of impending doom—and you can’t get hard with that, you can’t get wet, you can’t feel any heat pool down your tummy in the delicious kind of way that makes you want to pleasure yourself. 

“Please, please, Kai. It’s not what you think—he—that guy doesn’t matter to me, I was trying to help you—I just wanted to help, I—Kai, I love y—” 

Thundering echoes rumble throughout your head. It’s a kind of ache that feels like a pinch, but a needle that doesn’t know when to stop piercing the skin. Deeper and deeper, there are cries in your head. Silence and ringing, some sort of pressure, sinus, allergies, fireworks, firecrackers, altitude. Fuzz and haze flashes before your eyes, some sort of smoky and mystical summer day that hangs in the distance of an incoming twister. Your eyebrows pinched together. Time is pausing, so slow, like a falling tone of music that keeps building the bass. The reverberations. And on the other side of your head, an explosion. You don’t even have time to scream, but the pain you feel is nothing human. Papercuts, lemon juice, fire, acid, car crashes, broken bones, knife gashes, decapitation, drowning—all at once and yet not at all. 

It feels like it just goes on and on, a light at the end of the tunnel that beckons but never quite reaches its hand out, at the spinning and feverish shudders wriggling underneath your flesh, and then—it all sucks back in. 

You blink. 

Kai is hyperventilating. A few wet droplets hit the back of your neck. He’s crying. 

“N—… Next time I won’t put you back together. Hurry up, come on, I need it. Come on, angel!” 

Your fingers are rubbing your clit in quick jerks now, up and down, side to side, pressing down and twisting in all of the right ways. You think you’re moaning. They shake in the back of your throat while your thighs clench. You stare at the wall. Your chest is tight, heart frozen in ice and quicksand. 

“I’m sorry, Kai.” 

A moan punctuates your statement, but there’s no emotion behind it. You lean back against him, unaware of anything. His chest heaves and tickles you. It’s so good. Proper, sturdy, and you’re bucking your hips up while you chase your high. It’s there, building, and you start gasping. 

“I’m really sorry, Kai. I love you, Kai. I want you, Kai. I only need you, Kai. I need you to forgive me, Kai. Kai. Kai Kai Kai Kai kai kai 

Something pops inside of you, cream and sobs that choke you and you’re left decaying in Kai’s arms. 

The gun still against your head. 

[popusokku]

Hari Kurono smut 🔁

I’m back from burnout! 🎊

Here’s a short warmup I did with Hari 💕

Of course, you can find the uncropped version on my Twitter

[sweetdreamz2]

Twisted Sanctuary

Synopsis: once a distant acquaintance from your life outside, your worlds collided when you inadvertently uncovered his dark dealings. Kai takes drastic measures to ensure not only your silence but your safety.

Pairing: yandere! kai chisaki x f! reader

word count: 1.5k

content: power imbalance, elements of distress, forced feeding, kidnapped reader, coercion

The dim light from the small barred window barely illuminated the sparse room. The scent of antiseptic was overpowering, clinging to every surface, and every sterile, white wall reminded you of the man who kept you here. Overhaul, or Kai, as he preferred you called him, was nothing if not obsessed with cleanliness and order, and this room reflected his twisted sense of control.

You sat on the cot, legs pulled to your chest, mind racing as the now-familiar echo of footsteps approached. It always sent a surge of anxiety through you, your pulse pounding as you prepared yourself for whatever mood he might be in today. 

Would he be cold and detached, or would you catch that unsettling flicker of affection in his gaze, the one that made you shudder? 

The door clicked open with a soft finality, and there he was, standing in the doorway. Kai was dressed impeccably, his suit perfectly pressed, his gloved hands clean and unblemished. The plague mask obscured his face, but you knew that behind it, his eyes were calculating, watching your every move.

"Good evening," he greeted, his voice smooth and measured. It carried an artificial politeness that you hated. He stepped into the room, his movements deliberate as he set down a tray of food on the small table besides your bed.

"I've brought you dinner. Your favorite."

You didn’t respond right away. Instead, you kept your eyes fixed on a crack in the ceiling, jaw clenched as you fought the surge of helplessness rising within you. Memories of how you had ended up here flashed in your mind, fresh and unrelenting. You had first met Kai through a mutual connection in the underground—an ally who had vouched for you as a reliable healer and someone who could aid the Shie Hassaikai in exchange for protection. At the time, your association had been nothing more than a temporary agreement, a way to navigate the dangerous world of heroes and villains unscathed.

But it had all changed one fateful night. You had witnessed something you shouldn’t have—Kai using his quirk in the most brutal, inhumane way, tearing a man apart in a fit of rage. You’d frozen in place, your breath caught in your throat, and your horrified gaze had met his. It wasn’t just that you had seen him commit such a violent act; it was that he had seen the fear and revulsion in your eyes, emotions he couldn’t tolerate.

It all happened so fast and before you knew it, you were taken, stripped of your freedom and held captive in this sterile prison. He had told you it was for your own good, that the world was dangerous and filthy, that only he could protect you now. His obsession had grown from that moment, twisted and all-consuming.

"I’m not hungry," you muttered now, though your stomach growled in protest.

Kai tilted his head slightly, a sigh escaping him. "You need to eat," he insisted, voice soft yet laced with an undeniable command. "I’ve taken care to make sure the ingredients are of the highest quality. Nothing harmful, nothing contaminated."

Your gaze flickered to the tray, the aroma of the food tempting, but you steeled yourself. You would rather starve than give him the satisfaction of seeing you obey. 

He crossed his arms, his posture tense. He was getting impatient. 

"I’m not going to leave until you eat," he declared. "You’ll only make this harder on yourself."

A long, tense silence followed, each second stretching out painfully. You knew he was watching you closely, his eyes scrutinizing every twitch, every movement. The oppressive weight of his presence made it difficult to breathe, but you kept your jaw clenched, determined to stand your ground.

Minutes ticked by. He didn’t move, didn’t waver, just stood there with that unnerving stillness that made your skin crawl. Finally, he exhaled, a note of irritation creeping into his voice. "Stubborn as always," he muttered.

You swallowed, fear prickling at the back of your neck, but you kept your expression defiant. 

"You can’t force me to eat. You can’t control everything about me,” you challenged even though your voice trembled near the end. 

Kai's patience snapped. He strode forward, closing the distance between you in a few swift steps. Before you could react, his gloved hand shot out, gripping your wrist tightly and dragging you to the edge of the cot. You gasped, heart pounding, as he pulled you close.

"You think I won’t?" he said, voice dangerously calm. His grip on your wrist wasn’t painful, but it was firm, unyielding. 

"You underestimate me. I’ve gone to great lengths to keep you safe and healthy, and I won’t let your stubbornness put you in danger."

Your breath quickened as he reached for the tray of food. He picked up a spoon, his movements precise, as though he were handling a delicate procedure. Without warning, he brought the spoonful of food toward your lips.

You recoiled instinctively, eyes wide with panic. "No! Stop it—let me go!"

But Kai wasn’t deterred. He pressed the spoon closer, his free hand moving to grip your jaw, holding you in place. You struggled against his grip, but it was futile. He was far stronger than you.

“Open your mouth. Don’t make this harder than it has to be, little one.”

You shook your head, tears pricking at your eyes as you continued to resist.

Kai's patience frayed further. "I’m trying to take care of you," he said, voice low and intense. "Why must you always fight me?"

With a swift, practiced motion, he forced the spoon into your mouth, ignoring your protests. You tasted the food—a blend of flavors that was somehow comforting and revolting at the same time. Instinctively, you clenched your jaw, refusing to swallow.

“Don’t be difficult,” he said, voice eerily calm. “You’re only hurting yourself.”

He pushed the spoon deeper, and you had no choice but to taste it. “Swallow. Do it, he ordered, eyes boring into yours.

You shook your head violently, tears spilling down your cheeks.

Kai’s expression darkened, and he pressed the spoon against your lips again. "You think you can win this battle of wills? You’re only prolonging your suffering," he said, voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “Trust me, I will win.”

The food slipped inside as you struggled to hold it back. But he wasn’t giving up; he continued to press the spoon against you, forcing you to swallow.

"Just give in, little one. You’re only making it harder for yourself."

“Let me go!” you gasped, the food swirling in your mouth, your throat tightening as you fought against it.

"That’s not going to happen," he said, his voice unyielding. "You’re too important to me. I’ll keep you safe, no matter what it takes."

With every spoonful he forced into your mouth, a mix of anger and humiliation burned inside you. Each time you tried to turn away, he was right there, his grip unrelenting as he made sure you complied.

“You’re not in charge here,” he reminded you, his voice eerily calm despite the turmoil that simmered beneath the surface. “You need me. I’m the only one who can protect you from this filthy world.”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you had no choice but to swallow the last spoonful, tears streaming down your face. He watched you with a mix of satisfaction and something darker, his eyes glinting with a fervor that made your skin crawl.

"There," Kai said, setting the spoon down and releasing your jaw, though he lingered close enough that you could still feel the weight of his presence. "That wasn’t so hard, was it? You need to eat to stay strong."

You turned your face away from him, the anger and humiliation swirling inside you like a storm. “You’ll never break me, Kai,” you whispered, voice trembling with defiance.

Kai’s expression softened for a moment, but there was something chilling about the way he smiled. “Oh, but I already have,” he replied, a dark edge in his tone. “You just don’t know it yet. But don’t worry, in time, you’ll learn to appreciate my care.”

As he stepped back, the door creaking open, you felt the weight of your circumstances more heavily than ever. The silence that followed his departure was almost deafening, pressing down on you as you struggled to catch your breath. The taste of the food he forced down your throat lingered, a bitter reminder of the depths of his control, as though it seeped into every fiber of your being.

You knew he wasn’t just determined to keep you here; he was fixated on breaking down every barrier, every ounce of defiance you held on to. The horrifying realization settled like a stone in your chest—Kai’s obsession wasn’t merely about keeping you safe. It was about possessing you, about making you bend, until every inch of your existence belonged solely to him.

The thought made you sick. You pulled your knees to your chest, clutching them tightly as if you could somehow shield yourself from the reality closing in around you. But deep down, the truth was sinking in, slowly and painfully—no matter how hard you fought, he would always come back, always push further, testing every boundary until there was nothing left of your will to resist.

[90s-belladonna]

Wannabe Sugar Daddy🍡

part 3 - blacklisted

~ A/N: I’m going to be updating my smaus again! since it’s been like 2 years I’m going to reset my taglist since a lot of the accs that were on it might have deactivated or might no longer be interested, so let me know if you want to be on it! ~

☆ WSD Master List

☆ BNHA Master List

[isabeauwolf]

Dabi x reader: As you Wish (Period Comfort)

It was back.

Mother nature's curse, Aunt Flo, Jason, whatever the hell you wanna call it.

Your period had come.

Dammit.

You'd think I'd learn by now, but noooo. You sighed, covering your eyes with the back of your hand.

All of the signs were there: you was overly horny all week, then you wanted to cry out of nowhere and over the must dumbest shit, or was extremely moody and pissed off. You were so sleepy yesterday, even after oversleeping past your usual nap time and your breasts ached and were sensitive. Seriously, your nipples just barely grazing against your shirt made them tender and stiffen up, cut fucking diamonds.

All of this drama, only for your body to punish you for not being pregnant.

For the next seven days.

Seven days of hell.

To make things worse, Dabi was dropping by tonight.

Not that you weren't happy for your boyfriend to be coming over.

You loved seeing him. The thrill of a villain sneaking into your house without any of your neighbors noticing, or they didn't care as long as the couple wasn't too loud or disturbing the peace. It was great, one of the many perks to living in this neighborhood that was under the protection of the Shie Hassaikai, the yakuza. You paid your rent on time and were never late. Never asked questions and kept your head down whenever Mimic or one of Overhaul's eight bullets collected the months payment.

Of course, your period had to strike as you were about to take your early morning nap, as you rose to your feet you felt it.

The pool of blood staining your underwear and favorite pajama pants, dripping down your thighs, the uncomfortable dampness and stickiness.

The painful cramps in your abdomen hit, making you close your eyes harder, and focus on your breathing, simple breathing exorcises, deep inhale and exhale. In and out.

Who would have thought working as a nurses aid in training in a nursing home worked. All of the older woman teaching you tricks of the trade from their time as midwives or nurses at the local hospitals in their youth.

"Fuck," you cursed underneath your breath, making your way awkwardly towards your bathroom, waddling and shuffling without straining the floor. You felt gross already, yuck. Striping from your dirty and soiled, blood covered underwear and pants, throwing them into the hamper with a heated glare.

Opening your period drawer and checking on your supplies. Lips thinned into a firm line, clicking your tongue, and grumbling bitterly, "Of fucking course."

Your period supplies and stash was running low.

Damn near out of almost everything.

Groaning in frustration, you opened the drawer wider. Pulling out your period panties, placing a pad into it on top of the rest of your stack of clean clothes, you placed on the counter earlier after getting home. Bulky hoodie, check. Navy colored sweatpants, check. Pad and period underwear, check. Tank top and socks, check. Lazy girl outfit all here.

Turning on the shower head as hot as you could stand it, then removing the rest of your clothes as you waited, Need to wash these before they stain. thinking to yourself, inwardly sighing.

Hoping onto the shower, frowning as the water, blood and blood clots went down the drain. The heavy smell of blood and iron hit your nose making you wrinkle your nose in disgust. Closing your eyes once more, letting the warm water hit your now aching lower back as a thought came to mind. I need to tell him.

It's not the first time he's come over while you were on your period, and hopefully not the last. It's funny. You'd think that having a villain for a boyfriend, he would be a major asshole most of the time. He kept surprising you, awkwardly being kind and sweet. He grew up with a mother who birthed his dickhead of a father four kids and he had a younger sister, of course, he knows about women having their periods.

Chuckling, washing all of the iciness away with your favorite shampoo and body wash, rinsing and turning the water off.

Stepping out of the shower. Feeling like a drowned rat, slowly and still soaking wet, hesitantly and quickly, stepping down on the green furry rug, shoving your new underwear with a pad over your hips, then grabbed a blue towel, drying the rest of your body while checking to make sure bloody drops weren't running down your legs.

Sniffing and frowning, you finished getting dressed, grabbing the bottle of midol and shoved it into the front pocket of your hoodie, opening the bathroom door wearing a separate towel on your head, and walking back towards the living room. Retracing yours steps, eyes glued to the floor, thank god, there was no mess.

Standing in front of your favorite chair, opening the matching ottoman beside it, placed down a hidden pillow and red towel down as you sat back down, reaching for your favorite large fluffy blanket and phone.

Swiping your thumb over the screen, finger hovering over the message button, pushing it and waiting for it to load, then pressed Dabi's name, "alleycat" - he still snickered at the fucked up nickname you picked for him in case any dumbass tried to steal your smartphone.

"What?" You replied, giggling. "I can't put your villain name, or blue flame. That's amateur bullshit, 101." Rolling your eyes and snickered, adding, "Besides it's true, isn't it?" You teased lightly, "You are my chill and lazy alleycat." You reached over and lightly caressed and pet the top of his soft raven locks through yours fingers.

Dabi rolled his eyes, a light grin on his scarred lips. "Whatever works for you, princess."

A small smile graced your lips.

You: I'm on my cycle again, yay..... not. -_- If it's not too much trouble do you mind picking up some supplies for me?

He replied immediately.

Alleycat: Yeah, whatcha need? Send pics, I'm already at the store getting snacks anyways.

Your smile widened, you were lucky to have such an understanding boyfriend.

You: Thanks, babe~ U R the best! ;) See you soon and be safe.

Scrolling through your camera roll at the last time you forgot to write down your period shopping list, you sent them to him: pads, midol and chocolate.

Your good mood soured as another wave of cramps hit, forcing you to suck in a hissed breath. Closing yours eyes once more, trying to blink away tears spilling from the corner of your eyes, rubbing them away, burying yourself deeper into the chair, turning and laying your head against your arms, phone in your lap and spacing out.

You passed out in a matter on seconds it.

Or at least, that's what it felt like.

Your door bell ranged twice, letting you know that he was here.

Blinking and rubbing your eyes, groaning and yawning.

I don't wanna get up. You thought, blinking as a wave of tiredness and an incoming headache coming on. "I'm coming," you raised your voice slightly, licking your dry lips and rubbing the ball of your hand across your temple. The bell rang again, he must not have heard you, trying again, "hang on, hold your horses," rising once more from your comfy nest, "impatient, kitty, I swear," dragging the blanket along, unlocking it and opening the door.

As soon as you saw your villainous boyfriend, his sexy deep, heavily lidded ocean blues. Something in your overly hormonal brain flipped, like a switch: to overly painful cramps to overly horny, your drowsy eyes widened and your breath hitched. This isn't fucking fair! Down in between your legs, your traitorous clit ached, throbbed hard and painful.

Why the fuck can't your body make up its damned mind?!

Dabi leaned against the threshold of your doorjam. He titled his head, a playful smirk on his scarred face. "Special delivery." Hold two large grocery bags in his hand. "Your butt napkins and sugary snacks, my lady."

You should be pissed off, but instead a giggle slips past your lips. "My dark knight to the rescue." Rolling your eyes, opening the door wider and letting him in. "Take-out's on the way. I hope you don't mind Chinese." You mentally recomposed yourself as your cheeks heated and body grew more flushed and overly excited, "I don't feel like cooking tonight."

He walked in and waved, slipping off his boots, "Yeah, that's fine."

You watched him as you closed the door.

Dabi placed the snacks down on the coffee table. "Might have went overboard. Whatever we don't eat tonight, you can eat whenever." He shoved his hands into his pockets, watching and observing, then slowly, shrugging off his coat and lazily laying it on the side of the armrest of the couch, and beside his spot for easy access whenever he wanted his smokes.

"You didn't have to, you know." You smiled sheepishly, pulling the bottle of midol out from the pocket of your hoodie, opening it and popping two of the white and blue pills into your mouth as he opened a bottle of your favorite soda, sipping it and swallowing it down. "Thanks."

"Hush and let me spoil you a bit, yeah?" He replies, lightly pulling you into his warm chest, knowing you would enjoy the comfort of his body heat against your body. He loved whenever you were super clingy, it didn't bother him. Must be the touched-starved part of him that craved affection and attention he was denied growing up, he never said it, but somehow you knew, and you couldn't say no to him.

Closing your eyes and smiling, nuzzling into his chest and sighing in content, hugging him. "I've missed this, I've missed you," you admitted, enjoying and indulging both him and yourself.

This was nice. You needed this, your sweet and caring boyfriend.

Dabi smirking, lightly rubbing your back, and lazily trailing his hands down to your hips, and cooed gently into her neck. "Ah, my poor little ketchup packet."

And there was the asshole part of him, you didn't like that.

Mother always said every man is an asshole. Your boyfriend was no different.

Leaning away from him and gawking. "You are supposed to comfort your girlfriend, not be an asshole, jackass." Smacking his arm with tears prickling the corner of your eyes. It's stupid. You knew he was joking to try and make you laugh, but instead he had done the opposite.

Dabi's eyes widened. "Shit, sorry, m'sorry," he pulled you into a hug, holding you against him again. Resting his head against the top of your head as you buried your face into the his chest. "Please, don't cry." His voice was soft and genuine. "You know, if I didn't tease ya a little bit, then you'd think I was mad at ya."

You sniffed and muttered a soft and quiet, "I know, baby, I know." Nuzzling more into his chest, inhaling his cologne and the smell of smoke from both his flames and nicotine.

"What crappy, cheesy, romance movie do you wanna watch tonight?" He asks, picking you up, making you squeal cutely and giggle, swinging you around like a princess before plopping down on the couch and laying you sideways in his lap. He tilts your chin up, meeting his gaze as his thumb wipes your tears away. "What does my princess want?"

You hummed in though, smiling as the perfect movie came to mind. "How about The Princess Bride?"

Rising an eyebrow in amusement, "Again?"

You laughed, "C'mon you know you love it whenever Wesley beats Prince Humperdick and steals Buttercup away on their wedding night."

"Yeah, that spoiled dickhead deserved it." he agreed, smirking and nodding. "Alright, alright," He winked and kissing the top of your head. "As you wish."

Smiling you put on The Princess Bride, nibbling on some chocolate to hold you until food arrived. It didn't matter, if it was the first time or the thousand time, this movie never got old for you. A true childhood classic.

When Princess Buttercup and Wesley were entering the Fire Swamp, the food arrived as Dabi was reaching for a bag of chips.

"Perfect timing." You muttered, slipping more of your soda and paused the movie, "Gotta go to the bathroom."

"I got it, babe." He gave a small smile.

You stood up and winced, the ache in your lower back and hips were back as you slowly made your way into the bathroom, "I'll be right back, ouch."

Dabi's smile dropped, standing, walking towards the door and opened it, and looked completely bored at the young kid, holding there take-out, grabbing it and muttered, "thanks" as he lightly slammed the door in their shocked and scared face. "Punk ass," he grumbled underneath his breath, peaking into the bags, his scowl curled upward as he saw his favorite meal sitting on top.

Seriously, you spoiled him. How he was lucky enough, a bastard like him got a great girl like you he never knew, and didn't bother asking.

Grabbing some napkins from the kitchen he placed the takeout spread out onto the coffee table: dumplings, fried rice, chicken on a stick, chicken lo mein with extra chicken(his favorite), and donuts.

You came back, watching as he set everything up all nice and neatly. "Think we can eat it all?"

He turned his head, smiling smugly, "Hell yeah, we can. It's gonna get messy cuz I'm hungry."

You blinked and sat down. "Did you not eat again before you came over?"

He shrugged his shoulders, pulling you into his side. "I'm fine. We've got food, you've taken your magic pain away pills. Now, let's eat. I'm starving." Dabi hit play on the tv, then handed you a plate and chopsticks without looking away.

Complain all he wants, but you are certain that he loves this movie just as much. What's there not to like? Revenge, fighting, true love and miracles.

By the time, the movie was almost over most of the food and snacks were eaten, and what was left Dabi was sweet enough to put everything away and wash the dishes.

Of course, you cried when Prince Humperdinck pulled a jealous dick move and had the machine suck 50 years of Wesley's life away, the actors anguish cry of pain had you choked up and in tears. As Dabi pulled you into his side, pouting as he offered you comfort.

When the movie was over, both of you were quiet.

Dabi spoke first. This question had been on his mind, the whole time.

"Why do you love this movie so much?" he asks, watching the credits roll and listening to the song playing at the end, but its was just background noise. "It makes you cry every time and yet, you still watch it over and over again."

"I watched it plenty of times with my mom growing up." You said smiling, pressing into his side with your head underneath his chin. "No matter how many times, we would both laugh and cry together. I miss her and this movie like many of her favorites brings me a strange form of comfort." Blinking back more tears, you straighten and face him. "I know you haven't had the best life at home, but know that no matter... what happens you will always be my home, and I hope that I am yours, Touya."

"Of course, you are, Y/n." He whispered, cupping your face. His touch and eyes were gentle, warm and you trusted him completely. "You are my light in this fucked up world." Dabi swallows the lump in his throat as he tries to calm his breathing, bloody tears prickling his eyes, and falling. "You see the man behind the burns and the scars, a broken and insane bastard who loves you. Would burn the fucking world for you. I love you, my princess." He pulls you into a slow and tender kiss which you kiss back, holding him against you and crawling into his lap, and straddling his waist.

Panting you break the kiss first. A breathless string of giggles slips between your kiss swollen lips. "Come on, let's go to bed, my dark prince."

Dabi sniff and laughed, grinning. His turquoise gaze bright in the dark room and the moonlight. "As you wish, princess buttercup." He picks you up again into his arms, a soft smirk appearing on his red tears streaked, burned, and stapled face.

You laugh, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck. "Whatever am I going to do with you? My dark prince? More like a bratty king."

"Yes, as you are my Queen." He whispers into your ear and gently places you onto the bed with care, stealing your lips again. "Your King of hell will take no refusal, my love." He purrs, lightly nipping into the crook of your neck as you squirm against him and cackle.

"Alright, alright, you win, dammit." You pant in between fits of giggles, lightly trying to shove him away. "You Mister need to wash your face before you stain my sheets." You give a light glare, watching as Dabi pulls back, dramatically grabbing his chest.

"My Queen Buttercup, you wound me so deeply." He gasps, raising an eyebrow and smirking. "Such a heartless woman I have for a lover."

"Oh, go on you big baby, shoo, shoo," You wave him away, getting up and heading towards the bathroom, feeling his gaze on you as he follows close behind. "Besides you need to brush yours teeth."

"I'm going, I'm following." He chuckled, pulling his white shirt over his head and dropping it into the laundry basket beside yours and the rest of his clothes follow. He doesn't care that he's walking around buck naked in your place, he's confident and has no shame. Finding a pair of black sweatpants in your hall closet and puts them on, tying the drawstring around his waist, then heads back into the bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth with your toothpaste.

Dabi turns the lights off in the house as he makes his way back into your bedroom, where you are already in bed, and waiting for him. "The castle is safe and your king is tired."

You snicker and pat the space beside you. "Well come on, King Touya. It's rude to keep a maiden waiting."

Without a word, he turns the light off, slowly stalking his way towards the bed and on his side. Dabi's strong hands pulled your body closer, your back against his chest, he rested an hand on your lower abdomen caressing it. "It's getting colder at night, let me help warm you up." He whispers into your ear, purring and his voice growing low and husky, dripping with dark promise. "I'll behave tonight, but no mercy tomorrow, baby."

Your breath hitches and you gasp, when he trails his over hand underneath your shirt, caressing the skin and travels upwards, lightly cupping your swollen and sensitive breast. "Touya, you horn dog. Cheater." You moan and pant as you pull him into a kiss.

He smirks against your lips, chuckling. "I am behaving, honest. I've been a good boy all night," Dabi pulls his hand away as if he did nothing, and placed it behind his head underneath the pillow. "This is my reward for pampering you all day." The heat of his body hitting your lower back, leaving his other hand over your abdomen, heating up and drawing patterns with his fingers.

Calming your breathing, shifting onto your side, you close your eyes, reaching behind you, finding his free hand and squeezed it lightly, whispering. "Thank you. Good night, Touya." Sighing in content and falling asleep.

He hummed, watching as the discomfort disappeared from his girlfriends usually happy and cheerful face. He wished he could do more to help. If he needed to use his quirk to help ease his baby's suffering, then he'd do it.

For once, he was happy to be cursed with his fathers quirk. Only during times like this was he genuinely happy, holding his lover in his arms, all his, no one else's.

He decided that in the morning, he would make a light breakfast knowing that chocolate pancakes and hot chocolate always made you smile.

Scooting closer, tangling their legs together and pulling the blanket over them, he laid back down and closed his eyes. Listening to the steady breathing and light snores below him as a small smile curled against his scarred lips, kissing the top of yours head, and whispered, "Feel better soon, baby."

He fell asleep.

He didn't care, if no one in the else in the world loved him, or hated him. As long as he had you, his baby, his whole world.... his reason for living, he could live with himself, with these scars, burns and broken body.

A little period blood wasn't going to keep him away.

Not now, not ever.

Even while moody, pissy, tired and grumpy, you were still the most beautiful.

You were their for his bad days, so why shouldn't he be there for yours?

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I did it! Took a minute, since I'm not used to writing in canon x reader, so please excuse the cringe! ^^

To all my fellow period buddies experiencing there cycles with me or after me! I made this for you! Wanted to spoil my peeps! I hope it showed?

Love ya'll! Plus, I wanted to throw in more Dabi fluff! He would be the sweet, but still teasing boyfriend, well, in my eyes anyways ;)

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[jirishnesensei]

Mirio Togata x Reader | Isekai AU [18+]

Warming up to you ch3. It's an anime

⊱ Pairings - mirio 3rd year student x reader

⊱ About - Boku No Hero Academia was your favourite anime. You watched it every week when a new episode came out, but what if you were transported into the world?Having no clue how you got there and you're being accused of being a part of the League Of Villians.Suffice to say, it's not the best way to start the show.

⊱ Warnings/tags - 18+ (eventually), fluff(for the most part), angst, smut, fem reader, romance, pining, SLOW BURN, swearing, friends to lovers, death, jealousy, she falls first he falls harder, mirio is mean (with reason), first everything, sassy mirio, fangirl reader, unrequited love

⊱ status - ongoing

⊱ chapters - 3/x

⊱ word count - 2.4k

⊱ Masterlist

Mirio decided to have Sir Night eye ask you the questions about Shie Hassaikai, which was smart on his account.

Now you were both heading over to Sir Nighteyes agency bright and early in the morning. Mirio definitely didn't know what sleeping in meant. You yawned obnoxiously loud to maybe catch the attention of a certain blonde and it was a success going off of the look he gave you.

"I could have sworn I heard you snoring throughout the night."

You choked on your own spit, flickering him a sharp side-eye as you barely swallow down your embarrassment. "I don't snore."

And you can tell. He can't understand why you're lying. "I heard you, you're opposite my room."

"Nah, must've been you."

You stretch your arms despite the horrendous pain that comes with it, all for the sake of acting oblivious. Now he sweatdrops, watching you stubbornly avoid his eyes. He doesn't bother entertaining the conversation any further, but you sure do reel in your head at the fact that you were seriously snoring.

Thankfully the walk to the agency is fairly quick. 

Mirio stopped infront of the large set of green doors. Pushing one open while gesturing for you to go in first. You walked through, already feeling the cold air conditioning hit your bare skin.

You were given the lovely opportunity to wash your face and brush your teeth, but you were still dressed in the same clothes from your world. You felt gross, and that's putting it lightly.

"His office is this way." Mirio says as he walked down the long corridor then started his way up the signature spiral staircase. Your body was getting tingly at the thought of meeting Sir Nighteye. What were you going to tell him? He isn't even nice... so what if he doesn't even give you a chance to speak? What if he wants you to make him laugh?! Oh god you were terrible at jokes. Now that you were hopelessly scared, you tugged on Mirios white collard shirt, making him look down at you.

"Mirio I don't know how to make Sir Night eye laugh." You didn't see it but Mirio's eyes widened at how you knew one of his mentors rules. He didn't allow you to hear the shock in his voice though.

"Don't worry, if you're telling the truth then Sir won't care if you make him laugh or not." You nodded limbly. Still a bit shaken from the idea of meeting the Sir Nighteye.

When you reached the top of the stairs and walked down one last corridor, Mirio held the door knob and looked back at you. Your head hung low, it was so obvious you were psyching yourself out. He sighs, not liking how his sense of hero duties were clouding his judgement with the fact that you could be a villain. Nonetheless, he faced you and held one shoulder. The contact makes your skin crawl, looking up at him and holding your breath because for the first time you're actually noticing how rich his eyes are. They look so tender and endless. Like a well that people toss their hopes and dreams into in hopes that it'll come true. Looking closer, there’s even flecks of lighter cerulean gathering near the center.

You watch his lips move, probably saying something encouraging. 'You've got this, cutie.' Haha...that's cheesy Mirio. He gives you one of those hero smiles and a squeeze on the shoulder. You should probably nod, but you can't even think to do that.

"S-sorry?"

His expression drops. He definitley thinks you ignored him cause you're rude and not just enamoured by him. Suddenly he's knocking on your head a few times, the irritable sensation making you swat his hand away annoyed, covering your forehead.

"Act like an airhead in there and he might just drop kick you."

"What?" You're suddenly alarmed and he's already turning back to the door so you can thankfully get distracted by his broad back instead. He knocks twice, walks in, now beaming brightly as the Mirio Togata you and every bnha fan knew. You couldn't help but roll your eyes at that.

"Good morning Sir!" 

You peer past him and see the one and only Sasaki Mirai, aka, Sir Nighteye seated by his desk.

"Mirio. is this the girl?" Sir Nighteye looks you over and it feels like his gaze pierced straight through your very soul. He was so much more intimidating in person. How in the world did Midoriya have the guts to make fun of All Might under these circumstances?

"Yes Sir. She claims she has information on the Shie Hassaikai." Sir Nighteye nods then thanks Mirio for the notice before telling him to head off to campus. As Mirio turned to leave, you look at him with pleading eyes to not leave you alone, ofcourse he doesn't stay... but a girl can dream, right?

The door slams shut and now it was just you and Sir Nighteye in the room. You glanced around, trying not to make direct eye contact with him and instead focused on all of the All Might merchandise that was everywhere. There was actually way more than they focused on in the anime...

"Do you know what my quirk is?" Sir Nighteye startles you out of your daze and his cold voice makes you stand straighter like you're in the military.

"Yes sir! It's foresight! You are able to look into a person's future upon contact with them for an hour!" You yelled this as if you were being graded for a test. And the outcome of that test is either prison or freedom. It was only now that you realize if you can't back up your claim, you could be in some serious touble here. Sir Nighteye hmph'ed as if satisfied with your answer and then stood up from his chair, making you flinch slightly.

"So you know what will happen if I look into your future." He states calmly, removing his glasses to clean while walking around his desk and then leaning his lower back on it. Hunching slightly from his tall posture.

You nod, unsure where he was going by stating that.

"Tell me something only I would know miss..?"

"Uh (y/n)... (y/n) (l/n)" You answered.

"Miss (y/n)" He gestured for you to continue. You visibly gulped. Was it getting hot in here? It feels like it's getting hotter. What do you tell him? You could tell him about Midoriya being the successor for One For All... that should definitely prove it, but that could land you in big trouble for even knowing such a secret. You pondered and pondered over what to say, making Sir Nighteye grow impatient.

"If you don't know-"

"No wait! I do... I do know, I just don't know which scene to tell you about-" Sir Nighteye grew confused by your choice of words, but gave you a few more minutes.

You bit your lip and wrung your fingers, desperately trying to will your mind to think of something, anything. You were very nervous if it wasn't painfully obvious already.

"Oh! I know!" Sir Nighteye looked at you intently as you were about to speak. You knew exactly what to say now.

"I can tell you exactly what happened when-" Sir Nighteye leans a bit forward, not fooling anyone with how intrigued he was on how you could supposedly tell them exactly where Shie Hassaikai is.

"-when Midoriya came to request for a work study here!" You finished with a winning smile as if you had just said the numbers to the lottery. Sir Nighteye visibly sunk though then pushed his glasses back up, clearly not impressed by your revelation.

"Wait, just hear me out atleast! Wouldn't it be crazy if I could tell you exactly what happened in this room without ever being in it? Even what happened before Midoriya and Mirio walked into the room?" You urged. Sir Nighteye sighed, looked over his shoulder at his All Might clock then back at you. 

"Okay fine, I'll bite. Tell me what happened. Before Midoriya and Mirio walked in."

You nod earnestly and racked up all of your memories from that scene. You had watched this season so many times, you couldn't get it wrong the one time you needed to truly remember it.

"Bubble girl, your assistant, was telling you about the incident that was linked to Shie Hassakai and the league of villains. I'm not sure where the place was... but you were watching an All Might video while she spoke to you and because she wasn't being humorous enough, you tied her to some torture tickling machine and started to tickle her!" You gleam at him like you just convinced your mother that it wasn't you who broke her favourite dish. Eagerly waiting for Sir nighteye's response.

He was definitely shocked going off of his expression. You told him near to the tea what was happening before Mirio and Midoriya walked in which so to speak should be impossible. He pushes his glasses up again, not wanting to show more of his emotion and spoke.

"What happened when they entered?" You bit your bottom lip.

Did I get something wrong?

You cleared your throat and tried to remember what happened after, "You told Midoriya that he has to make you laugh for you to consider him as an intern and so he imitated All Might, which I thought was really funny, but you accused him of ridiculing All Might and then told him his wrinkles were in the wrong places and then... you both just kinda went at it and fanboyed over All Might." You laughed nervously.

"Oh! and before you stamped Midoriyas papers you made him spar with you! Which he lost... but he completely dodged all of your All Might posters, right?!" You held your breath. You could feel your palms sweating. You were desperately trying to get Sir Nighteye to believe you here, but his stoic expression was so difficult to read through. He sighs once more and walked over to you. Stepping back in fear, he grabbed your shoulder to keep you in place and used his quirk on you. You were hypnotized the second that he did, eyes fixated on his. They were actually moving like gears... tiny, mini gears and it was incredible. Sir Nighteye lets go of you and then stood up straight again.

"It's near to impossible that you could tell me that, but I still don't understand how. What is your quirk?" He looks down at you so intensely. Your legs suddenly feel like they were going to give in at any moment. You laugh awkwardly under his gaze that now felt like they could see right through your skin. Like you're talking intestines and everything. It made you uncomfortable.

"Its not a quirk... it's um... haha, you're gonna think this is funny, but it's an anime." His expression stays the same, as if waiting for the punchline.

I knew he wanted a joke!

"I uh, gosh," You awkwardly rub your forehead, "I don't know how else to explain it..." You look down to the ground, feeling too exposed to look him directly in the eye anymore. Sir Nighteye realized this and turned on his heel to sit back down by his desk, gesturing for you to take a seat opposite. You take his offer and sit down then suck in a decent breath, preparing for the millions of questions to follow.

"I'm not from this planet. Or whatever this place is. Back where I'm from this place is known as My Hero Academia. An anime that people around the globe watch."

⊱ Take me to the next chapter!

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Taglist - @the-faceless-bride @distinguishedoafbiscuitopera

Dividers by - @cafekitsune and @strangergraphics

[mkendlic]

Chapters: 15/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Original Character(s), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) & Original Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Original Female Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto Characters: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Todoroki Shouto, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Satou Rikidou, Tokoyami Fumikage, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Sensei | All For One, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Yaoyorozu Momo, Asui Tsuyu, Jirou Kyouka, Shouji Mezou, Ojiro Mashirao, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kota Koji, Toru Hagakure, Yuga Aoyama, Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Bakugo Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku - Character Additional Tags: Graphic Description, Eventual Romance, Original Character(s), Implied/Referenced Character Death, Trauma, Badass, powerful quirk, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, a lot of sarcasm, aizawa is a dad!!, midnight is a great mom, principle nezu is a ray of sunshine, Slow Burn, Fluff and Smut, Sexual Tension, long fic, Past Child Abuse, past trauma, Blood and Injury, Violence Summary:

As a young teen trying to figure what its like to be a normal teenager…well as normal as one can be in a world with QUIRKS! Nozomi Akumu tries to figure out, what its like to even be a student in high school. While being a pro hero at the age of 15. She’s determine to not let her past control her any longer. Will she find revenge in killing the man that destroyed her life? Or will she finally understand the meaning her parents taught her long ago? Come along on the journey that is Nozomi Akumu’s life. And find out why is her quirk so fearful.