#garou x reader

[ferigrievous]

teach me how to be soft.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ a stranger arrives, and the mountain sighs like it knows the story already. you are softness, and he is everything sharp, but even knives can grow dull.

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garou doesnt believe in second chances, but you're proof it exists anyways.

the mountain wraps around you like an old coat, frayed and familiar. your house sits at its heart, a place carved out of time itself. the porch creaks under your weight as you stand there, fingers stained faintly with ink, watching the trail wind into the trees. the sky hangs heavy above, thick with clouds, and the forest hums with the anticipation of rain.

you are there, as always, a shadow moving between time and memories. the room is full of you. the walls are crowded with lives past lived– dried flowers from springs long past, paintings that will never know completion, and small, insignificant things that seem to hold the weight of the world. it is your sanctuary, a quiet place against the chaos of the world below. you are no one important, and yet everything here breathes your name.

but the quiet does not last.

when they arrive, it feels like the mountain inhales, deep and shuddering. bang’s voice booms long before he reaches the porch, breaking the stillness like a stone cast into still water, ripples trailing behind to disturb the peace. behind him, there is another—taller, sharper. a figure that cuts into the muted landscape like an unhealed wound.

the man him is wrong, his presence sharp and angular in a way that feels at odds with the soft world you’ve built for yourself. he carries himself like a predator, his gaze scanning your cottage with something close to disdain. his hands are empty, save for a furoshiki slung over one shoulder, but he looks as though he doesn’t need anything else to leave the world at his feet.

he looks at you, and you find that there is nothing kind in his gaze.

if bang is the mountain made manifest—all stone and patience, worn and tired and infinitely steady—then this stranger is an earthquake in human form. the house feels like it trembles as he steps forward, gaze flickering from your face to the cluttered interior behind you and then back. it’s a silent judgement, more effective in its quiet than any words could be. he comes to a stop just at the edge of the porch. behind bang, and the silence is a physical weight, thick and uncomfortable.

the stranger’s gaze is not malicious ; it is simply the gaze of someone who does not care enough to soften it. he has the look of a hunter, a man who would just as soon cut your throat as he would shake your hand. his eyes are as dark as the clouds above, as opaque as the veil that lies between worlds. he seems to take you in, and the silence stretches thin, like wire pulled taut about to snap.

then bang clears his throat, and the spell is broken. he shifts, half-heartedly facing the man beside him, breaking through the quiet like a hand through water. “this is where you’ll be staying.”

the stranger does not react. he doesn't need to. 

yet, it seems that he has never been good at hiding what he’s thinking, or rather he has never bothered to learn the skill. his expression is like an arrow, pointed and sharp, and his eyes flicker with irritation. he looks you over like he’s looking down at a dog, as if he can’t decide whether you’re a nuisance or a threat. 

you—who stands small against the doorway, wrapped in loose-fitting black garments, an ink-stained shadow carved from the dim light of the house behind you. you—who feel as breakable as the dried flowers that hang from your rafters, pressed between the pages of books, trapped in time.

he looks down at you, and you feel like a butterfly pinned to display, a delicate thing to be looked at and nothing more. he looks at you and sees something weak. as much as he pretends he is not. something small. something breakable. something to be broken and thrown away once it has no use.

you are none of the things he assumes you are. your history is hidden in the paint stains on your skin and the plants spurting out from all around you. your strength is written in the way you stand unbowed, your softness is carved into the quiet space you’ve made.

your fingers twitch at your sides, but you do not speak. not yet. it is not your time.

he is silent, but it is the silence of a serpent who moves without being seen. he remains motionless for a moment, his gaze pinned to you like a nail to wood. each second that passes is another blow to your already frayed patience.

bang is watching everything; you can feel his gaze like a touch against the back of your neck. he exhales, the sound measured and slow. “he’s going to need a place to stay while he recovers.” his words are slow, calculated, as if even the slightest misstep would send a chain reaction. 

recover. the word feels strange in the space between you. the stranger doesn’t look like he’s healing from anything—he looks like something that refuses to break, something that fights even as it falls apart. he doesn't look like he wants to recover. 

“garou. be on your best behaviour.” 

the words hang there, like a gauntlet thrown down. garou’s face does not change, but you can feel his displeasure like a living thing in the air between you. he glances sidelong at the elder man, his eyes narrowed in thinly veiled anger. to be placed in the care of some mountain recluse— it’s a humiliation, a punishment.

your gaze flickers downward, toward the slight sway in his stance, the way his breath is too controlled, like he’s forcing it to be steady. you don’t have to ask to know he’s in pain.

this garou does not speak, does not change expression. his face remains as set and cold as a slab of marble, but you can see the anger flashing in his eyes, as much as he tries to pretend. he stands there, unmoving, as though the idea of staying here with you in this little cottage is a personal insult.

for a moment, you think he’s going to refuse, is going to spit in bang’s face and walk back down the mountain, broken or not. but then he speaks, lips twisting in thinly-veiled distaste. his body tenses with restrained frustration, like an animal waiting to be released, like a prisoner straining against his bond.

“this some kind of joke, old man?”

the comment comes with a biting tone and a harshness that makes the air snap. his eyes are narrowed, the anger burning there so hot it could ignite a thousand worlds.

bang is not perturbed, he stands there, a rock made soft by the wind. his gaze is steady, meeting the other man's challenge with calm that seems to only make the stranger angrier. he simply shakes his head, eyes focused on a world away.

“seriously?” garou’s lips curl, something dangerously close to a sneer. “i don’t need this shit.”

bang doesn’t argue. he doesn’t need to. the silence stretches, and you watch as something ugly flickers behind garou’s eyes. resentment, frustration, the instinct to fight against anything that resembles a cage—even if the bars are made of kindness. but a cage is still a cage, no matter if it is made of gold and diamonds.

he shifts his weight, his body protesting the movement, but he holds his ground. “you expect me to just—” he gestures vaguely at the house, at you, “—stay here? live in some fucking shack in the middle of nowhere?”

“it’s not forever.”

“it might as well be.”

the words fall heavy, thick with something bitter. garou’s voice is sharp, edged with frustration, but there’s something else beneath it—something raw. something struggling. he exhales, slow and measured, dragging a hand down his face like he can wipe the situation away with sheer force of will.

his fingers flex around the furoshiki, restless, the tendons in his hand standing out like wire beneath his skin. it’s the only thing he carries, the only thing that belongs to him, and even now, it looks out of place in this setting, too rough, too worn.

garou looks at the house again, his gaze flicking past you as if seeing it for the first time. he doesn't see a home in the way the porch creaks under your weight, the way the windows are made to let in the moonlight.he doesn't see the care in the way the house is built, the way the roof will hold through storms, the way the floorboards won't give even when it rains.  not the history that predates both you, and him.

garou only sees the walls, the cage that he's just been placed in. nothing more, nothing less.

the mountain air is thick with moisture, heavy with the scent of soil and something faintly floral. it sticks to his skin, clings to his clothes, makes him feel here in a way he doesn’t want to be. he shifts, rolling his shoulders, forcing the ache from them. it doesn’t work. 

he pain sits deep in his bones, a dull ache he refuses to acknowledge. weakness is a thing he has no use for, even now. especially now. the ache is all through him, like a slow-burning fire. his body protests with every movement, a reminder of the beating he took. his mind is no better, filled with memories of pain and failure and weakness.

he clenches his teeth in silent pain, jaw so tight it’s a miracle they don't break from the pressure. but he doesn't show it, he won't show it, because showing weakness is unacceptable.

bang watches him, patient in that way that grates at garou’s nerves. the old man doesn’t argue. he doesn’t push. his gaze is steady, even as he waits for the inevitable argument. he doesn't look impatient, or annoyed, or even angry. he just looks like he'll  just stand there, waiting, as if garou will come to the conclusion on his own.

but he already knows the conclusion. he knows the truth of it—knows he doesn’t have a choice.

and yet, that doesn't stop him from feeling like a caged animal, a child denied a toy. he's been given no choice, forced into this and forced to accept it. he feels powerless, trapped in a way he's never experienced before.

and the worse part is, there's no one to blame but himself, because he knows the truth—his healing is slow, and it will be slower without the help he so desperately needs.

because this isn’t what he wants.

this isn’t him, or his life.

his life was running, fighting, pushing back against a world that pushed first. it was defiance, raw and unyielding. it was standing alone.

and now, this: softness. kindness. care. it feels wrong, a violation of his very identity. he wants to resist, to fight against it, but the pain in his bones is a constant reminder of the position he’s in, the place he’s been forced into. he’s a predator with a broken leg, and he’s been placed on the lap of a tender hand. it doesnt fit. he doesnt fit.

garou’s breath comes sharp, controlled, forced into evenness. the mountain is too quiet. the air is too still. the house behind you is too much—too lived in, too full of things that tell a story he doesn’t want to be part of. 

but where else can he go?

he's cornered, backed into a situation he can't seem to find a way out of. he can almost feel the walls closing in around him, the soft edges of this house, the soft silence of the mountain. a part of him, the one that has always fought and rebelled, wants to run, to break through the trees and never look back.

but he can't, he's too broken, and he knows it. he's trapped, stuck here until he heals, however long that may be.

garou knows, as much as he is stubborn, as much as he is pathetic, he knows, deep in his heart, that this is the only way. as much as he hates it, as much as he would rather be anywhere else but here, he know that this is the only life left for someone like him.

and he has never believed in second chances.

not for people like him, anyway.

not for people who have ruined and taken and burned through the world like they were meant to destroy it. he was a calamity, something inevitable, something that should have been put down long before it came to this. he knows this as well as he knows the weight of his own fists, the sharp edges of his own body. 

it is the way the world works, the way nature works. there is no undoing what he has done, and there is no coming back from the path that he has walked. he has made his bed, and he must lie in it. there is no redemption for people like him, only endings.

and yet, he finds, that he is still here.

still breathing, still standing, still bleeding from wounds that should have been his last. there may be no redemption for him, but there is still something beyond the violence. because the universe, in its cruelty, has refused to be done with him. and instead of leaving him to rot in the dirt, instead of delivering the final blow, it has led him here.

to this mountain.

to this house.

to you.

you, standing in front of him like an unspoken answer to a question he never asked. small against the doorway, wrapped in loose-fitting black, all quiet strength and steady hands. there is no fear in your face. no anger. no pity.

you are looking at him like he is something. like he is the stars, the moon, and everything in between. the thought makes his skin itch, and garou clenches his jaw, fingers tightening around the fabric of the furoshiki slung over his shoulder. he can feel bang watching him, waiting, giving him space to make the choice on his own. 

like there even is a choice. like he isn’t already trapped here, forced into this new life by the limitations of his own broken body. he can either stay here and slowly recover, relying on you and bang for his survival, or he can refuse and risk further injury or even death. not that it would matter to someone like him, anyway.

the mountain looms around him, stretching into the sky, vast and endless. the forest at its base whispers with the wind, shifting in the dying light. he could run, he thinks. he could disappear into the trees, push his body past its breaking point, collapse somewhere far from here, where no one would find him, where no one would care.

he thinks about bolting for the tree line, disappearing into the foliage like a ghost. he thinks about giving in to the part of him that always yearns for freedom, that never lets him rest for long. the thought is tempting, almost overwhelmingly so. the idea of escaping this place, of leaving this soft cage and running free into the wilderness beckons like a siren song. it would be so easy to leave right now, to run into the dark forests and never look back.

but there's a part of him that knows bang would simply follow after him. the old martial artist would track him into oblivion, and when he found him, probably half-dead and at the end of his rope, he would just bring him back here to start all over again.

he's trapped, he knows he is. there is no way out of this, at least for now. and there's a sick, twisted part of him that knows deep down that he doesn't really want to leave. there's a part of him that craves that soft safety, that comfort he's been denied for so long. 

he could lie to himself and say that he's staying simply because he has no other choice. 

but the truth is, there's more to it than that. there's a loneliness there, deep in him, a desperation he can't admit to. it's been so long since he’s felt anything even close to care, so long since he’s been seen as anything other than a monster, and a part of him wants this.

a part of him just wants to give in. he just wants to let himself be taken care of.

because there's you, watching him with that same steady gaze, making his skin crawl with a poison seeping into his bones. there's something in the way you look at him that he can't quite place, something in your expression that makes his heart ache. he feels like a dog that's been backed into a corner, desperately searching for an escape, but he's not good at accepting help. he's not good at accepting softness.

the night air presses against him, thick and suffocating, settling into the spaces between his ribs like something alive. the mountain is too quiet, the air too still, and the house behind you—too much. too full of things that do not belong to him. too warm, too lived in, too soft.

he stands there, breath shallow, body aching, pulse thudding in his ears like a war drum. he does not move. he does not breathe too deeply. he waits for the push, the inevitable force that will make the decision for him. a demand, an order, anything to strip him of the burden of choosing for himself.

but you do not push. you do not demand.

you only say, “there’s food inside.” and then you turn away.  

[suprababka]

In case someone needs this :D

Should I make the manga version? And this is a compensation for no OPM smau this week😅

[itsthatmff]

Hello everything is fine? If requests are still open, can I request opm Garou, Saitama and Sonic with a partner capable of healing any serious injury and renewing their vital energy?

So interesting. It was my first time writing for sonic so don’t go too harsh on me 😞. And yes everything is fine! Just school stressing me out lmao. But I hope you enjoy!

Having an S/O who can heal wounds

Gn!reader

Included: Garou, Saitama, Sonic

Requests are open !!

Garou

It was in that shack where you and your friends often came to hang out because it was an unused and empty place in the middle of the forest that you found that white haired man resting after a long and tough fight.

It couldn’t even be considered resting the way he looked. Blood dripping down his body like water. Of course you immediately tended to him without thinking twice.

You were a B-class hero. Downplayed to the support role, a mere healer. People - especially the association did not see the potential in you. It always bothered you but in this situation you were lucky. God knows what Garou would have done if he had seen your name in the Heroes lexicon instead of just skipping the Pages with the B-class ranked heroes.

One instance lead to the other and it became the norm healing him up whenever he got injured. You developed a weak spot for him. The way he sat on the dust filled couch with his legs spread and his head leaned back. Always making snarky remarks. And always being shirtless.

“It’s great I have ya. Got my own private hopsital.”

“You good? Stop starin at my abs and heal them damnit..”

And of course he has a soft spot for you. May not show it but he cares for you in his own way.

It was when he began coming over for the most useless reasons that you realized he had a crush on you.

Like for instance before or in the middle of fights he’d come looking for you asking you to renew his energy. But after a while he came over every second day with the excuse that “What if I get into a fight?? I need all my power ya know.”

Once you start dating he eventually finds out about you being a hero. Doesn’t really care about it. He is just as upset with you that no one acknowledges your true powers and asks you if you want to join him on his hero hunting but you refuse.

That does not affect your relationship though.

Will lay on you as he lets you heal him. Is real snuggly. Will also groan extra loud to get you all flustered though.

Saitama

(Does this guy even get inured???)

After some research I’ve come to the conclusion that this guy has never gotten severely injured. He does feel pain but it barely hurts.

He does get some tiny scratches from time to time though.

Those if course you heal as his partner. He insists that he doesn’t need it but secretly loves the care you provide him.

When out on Monster battles you two are the best duo to see. While he takes care of the Monsters you take care of any citizens in the area.

He admires you so much and thinks you’re like the backbone of the heroes association because in the end you’re the one who contributes to the citizens and the heroes health.

If anyone dares to say otherwise they’ll have a problem with him.

Let’s you play support in video games because you’re “made for it”

What he does love getting from you are massages though. Your massages are magical because due to your healing and energy renewing powers they make one feel refreshed.

He’ll ask for one whenever he gets the chance.

“A massage’s always good. I can seriously start to feel the back and shoulder pain at my mid-20’s.”

Sonic

At first he’s very reluctant over getting treated by you.

The chairman he works for offered him a personal assistant/nurse. Which was you of course.

This guy knows no shame. Literally strips himself naked in front of you so you could inspect “all his wounds clearly.” It takes you some bickering around for him to put his clothes back on.

Also this guy CANNOT SIT STILL FOR A SINGLE MINUTE. always has to hop on from one place to another with his super speed. It’s just more ‘comfortable’. You literally have to cuff him down sometimes for him to sit still.

And will not stop talking during the treatments. Talking about being the fastest, avenging saitama and whatsoever.

It’s like a therapy and treatment session all at once.

Once you both start dating he gets so comfortable. Will enter the room and lay on you without saying a word expecting you to treat him.

Will justify the injuries he’s gotten like it’s his job.

“Ah that one..you see there was this frick of a cyborg who did not know when to quit. He chopped my hair off too..can you believe it?!”

“See but i’m still stronger than him though. Next time I’ll bring you his head as a souvenir.”

[feet010]

The.. lack of OPM fanfics is actually appalling. One would assume that this anime would be piling with fanfics, the men (and women) in this show are quite honestly (in my opinion) some of the most attractive/majestic anime characters I've come across. Their characters are intriguing too when you look into their lore. I am not seeing enough variety y'all... what are we doing, These beautiful ahh characters are literally being thrown your way. I should be seeing weekly updates. Why am i having to re-read fics...🗿

[daisymerollingg]

When you’re sick | One punch man

Synopsis; How the one punch men would act when you’re bed ridden

genre: fluff, hc

Characters: Saitama, Genos, Speed-o’-sound sonic, flashy flash, Zombieman, Garou

side note; My… my hands… wont… stop typing… save me…. I’m gonna hibernate after this post

SAITAMA

Shockingly takes very good care of you

he’s a mundane guy that lives alone and needs to take care of himself, so I’d assume he’s gotten his fair share of sick days

He’ll be softer and more careful with his words

He lets you huddle up in his futon, even if he’s a little annoyed cuz now he needs to find somewhere else to sleep,

he still wants you to be close to him so he can look out for you

makes you lotssss of tea and warm meals

and bananas! (Saitama loves bananas)

he knows all the foods to avoid when you’re sick, ex: eggs

he’ll probably spend most of his day sitting next to you while he watches tv or talks to you about something

doesn’t leave the house to do any hero work so he can stay by your side

like I said before, he takes veryyy good care of you until you feel better

GENOS

oh gets really worried

a little bit frantic even, but he doesn’t let it show

does a shit ton of research about your illness/symptoms and how to take care of it

Consults dr kuseno

who of course gives him a lot of advice

he’s hella dotting

Like fr he doesn’t leave your side

despite being an S-class hero, unless its an absolute emergency, he DOES NOT LEAVE YOUR SIDE

Will make sure you take your medication exactly on time

Prepares gourmet type meals for you

Also expect a lot of broth, soup etc etc

Will offer you any form of physical affection you want. Since he’s a cyborg he doesn’t get sick, so will cuddle you all day without complaints if thats what you’d like

He’s constantly checking up on, his cool metal hand pressed gently on your forehead while his mechanic eyes inspect your frame, a small frown etched on his temple.

he’s so cute kms

SPEED OF SOUND SONIC

He knows how to take care of you

he’s gotten sick PLENTY of times, it never lasted long though because his immune system is simply goated

That being said, he’s very… awkward?

he’s concerned and worried, don’t get me wrong, but he’ll probably try to hide it

His words won’t reassure you much but his actions will!

He’ll drop off supplies like medication, food, herbs, or anything else you need, whether you mention it or he decides you need it anyway.

he’ll check up on you a lot, and he’ll try to stay nearby to make sure your safe

but honestly, you having to rely on him when you’re vulnerable makes him feel prideful

he doesn’t admit it, but he kind of likes having you sick, just a tinsy bit

FLASHY FLASH

Oh god

of course he’s terribly worried about you

very aloof about it though

I’ll start with the cons: He’s sort of emotionally distant, and offers very little emotional support, and he won’t try sticking by your side as often as the other characters

Now that that’s out of the way,

He does make sure you have everything you need, and if he’s not with you, probably because he’s doing some hero work, he’ll text you or call very occasionally to ask how you’re doing and if you need anything

If you do mention that you’re feeling worse, he’ll be right by your side in an instant

ZOMBIEMAN

He’s very down-to-earth and calm about it

He won’t fuss over it or worry too much in the slightest

He’ll take good care of you, bringing you meals in bed, drink lots of fluids and getting enough rest

he’ll focus on making you as comfortable as possible too

He’ll leave for hero work every once in awhile, thats unless you’re really sick, then he’ll stay rooted beside you without another word

He’ll spend a lot of time just sitting or laying next to you. If you’re uncomfortably hot and would probably not want him to sleep beside you, he’ll sit on a chair and quietly hold your hand.

If you want him to talk, he’ll talk, and if you don’t, he’ll sit wordlessly without complaints.

he’ll probably crack a joke here or there if the mood is too damp

also, he’ll offer lots of forehead kissess

GAROU

He’s a little rough around the edges, but he’s got the spirit! 😍😍

this lone wolf isn’t used to taking care of people, let alone himself

He’ll probably tell you to just walk it off, but his protective instincts will kick in anyway

he’ll try to stay by your side as much as possible

he’ll grumble and act like he’s annoyed, but he really isn’t

he’s a little harsh, probably giving you some weird motivation like “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” or smth

he’s genuinely concerned for you though, just be patient with him, he’s trying

[choco-anter]

I'll share this one alone because I feel so proud of the results. Sniff.

Another drawing for my fanfic! <3

[tawus]

Me: "I'm reading One Punch Man manga for the engaging plot, the intentional and thinly veiled derision of the hero-villain dichotomy, the fast-paced action, wholesome comedy, and Murata's god-tier art style"

The engaging plot, the intentional and thinly veiled derision of the hero-villain dichotomy, the fast-paced action, wholesome comedy, and Murata's god-tier art style:

[gatitties]

Can I get a one punch man saitama genos and garou accidentally saving a female reader from a villains or monster attack and the reader becomes madly in love with them and like stars following them and clingy to their art etc

─Saitama, Genos & Garou x reader

─Summary: You think that the person who saved you needs all the love in the world even if it was an accident.

─Warnings: none

─ In this world of heroes and villains you consider that you have a superpower, the superpower of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

─ Somehow you find yourself involved in battles that do not concern you, being just another civilian who is rescued, it has happened to you several times, but you usually go unnoticed and flee from danger before someone decides to use you as a hostage.

─ It didn't happen like that when Saitama saved you, although he didn't even see you, he destroyed that huge stone that was going to crush you when defeating a villain, your eyes could only look fascinated at the shine of his bald head and his bored expression.

─ You thanked him in different languages and he just gave you a thumbs up without knowing how to respond when he didn't even notice you in the first place.

─ He was certainly happy thinking that he had gotten a fan, but you went a little too far.

─ You went crazy looking for information about your now favorite hero and love, you sighed every time you saw him knock down enemies with a single blow.

─ Saitama met you more times a day than he did with Genos, and he lived with the cyborg.

─ You always tried to start a conversation with him, no matter how brief, you love the simple interaction.

─ Saitama will run away from you, seriously, he appreciates your letters and gifts but you are reaching an extreme, the man wants to lead a fairly peaceful life and you are a whirlwind of emotions.

─ Genos got a taste of his own medicine when he prevented a pile of rubble from falling on you, he hadn't noticed that you were the only person there, he just diverted the pieces of building for a battle strategy.

─ You didn't need anything else, once he realized that there were civilians, he apologized and helped you get to the nearest hospital to check if you had any injuries.

─ You were creating imaginary scenarios with the cyborg throughout the medical checkup and immediately sought to have more interactions with him.

─ It's difficult for Genos to reject some of your offers once you manage to establish some kind of friendly relationship, although he feels that you are being a little suffocating with your affection.

─ Appreciate your enthusiasm and affection, but seriously, relax a little, his brain will short-circuit from the amount of love you show him.

─ This boy has zero experience in romantic relationships so he is a little lost when it comes to reciprocating at first.

─ You will take care of that as long as he ends up accepting you as a partner, since he is still confused by your sudden appearance in his life, especially when he has such clear life goals, he doesn't know if you could distract him from his occupations.

─ He doesn't want to make you feel bad so he won't ignore your signs of affection like Saitama, ironically he has more heart than his bald friend.

─ In general he is a good boy and he will accept your love bombing, but he also has clear goals for himself, and he lets you know if you really want to be part of his life.

─ This idiot surely saw you and he was even the one who planned to use you as a hostage, but someone beat him to it and put a knife against your throat before he could do anything.

─ Fuck everything, the cheap villain was his priority now and he forgot about you, no one would take away a target even if it was a hostage, speaking of capricious boys…

─ Of course the whim of fighting your captor indirectly saved you, although he didn't look at you when you fell to the ground or help you after he broke the other guy's face, but your heart experienced an instant crush.

─ Garou had the feeling that someone was after him after that day, he thought that some rival was after him only to find... you with a love letter in your hands?

─ You looked at each other in an uncomfortable silence and he decided to leave without saying anything, but your spirits did not falter, you tried by all possible means to spend as much time as possible with him to establish a relationship.

─ The man simply got used to having you by his side, ranting about anything or receiving compliments for any little thing he did.

─ He was so embarrassed, not only because the sight of him as a villain would be destroyed, but because he was not used to receiving so much praise and affection.

─ You may have a rather negative reaction towards your love, he doesn't feel confident enough to start something and you also came out of nowhere, but now that he knows you a little more he won't kick you out of his life either, at least for now…

─ Don't expect any signs of affection from him, he's a tough guy and has to look tough.

─ He constantly reminds you that he's not a good person and what his goals are right now, but he gives up when he sees that the look in your eyes clouded by love, won't scare you away so easily, although he might like that.

[animeficsworld]

Your Monster and You

Garou x Reader

Warning: Smut

Summary: Every night he crawled into your bed, and every morning he left.

Your relationship with Garou had been nothing but complicated.

From the moment you invited him over after a night at a bar, you knew exactly what he was doing.

He was looking for a place to crash and you became the perfect fool he can take advantage of.

But you didn’t care much.

Months ago, when he first came over he fucked you so good, you could barely walk the next day.

Then you met him a couple weeks later, and the same happened. You invited him over, you two had sex in the shower, you fell asleep next to him, but he was gone the next morning. 

However, that time, he left his phone number.

After this, he texted you almost every day, asking if he can come over. 

You always said yes.

You had nothing to lose, you lived alone and he was an amazing fuck.

He always gave you the best time either with his fingers, tongue or cock.

It was a simple exchange. 

But of course, you had to ruin it.

You fell in love. 

Truly a mistake on your part.

Who falls in love with a monster?

But you kept your feelings hidden.

Or at least, tried to.

But one day, he came to your home unannounced, bruised and bloody.

"What the fuck?" you asked as he fainted.

You knew he was bad. But this was another level. 

You dragged him to your couch and cleaned his wounds. You decide to cook some food for when he wakes up.

He woke up when you were already in bed.

It was late, but he decided to eat, you heard the clanking of the plates as he ate the food you made, and then, he joined you in bed.

Like he always did, pulling you close to his chest as he slowly fell asleep.

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The next morning you were more than shocked to find him still in your bed.

That never happened before for the last year he has been coming over.

But you weren't complaining, you stayed in his arms. Not moving. You were scared that if you moved, he would just bolt out the door and never come back.

You ended up falling back to sleep. 

You woke up a couple of hours later to a certain feeling between your legs.

It took you a couple moments to realise what was going on  Garou was in between your legs eating you out. 

“Garou.” you said with a moan. “What are you-“ but he just decided to add a finger making your job to stop him a lot more difficult.

You tried to object, but his tongue found your clin just perfectly as he continued.

Your legs started to shake as you came.

No warning or anything.

Just a loud moan.

"Garou." you called his name in your moment of bliss.

Just as you came back to your senses you realized that he was standing up and ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" you asked as he got ready to open your door.

"I'll be back later." he said without looking at you and the door closed behind him.

You spent the entire day at home.

And you made up your mind. You will break this... whatever this is between you and Garou and you.

You were over the anger, the worry and the heartbreak. You never knew if he would come back or not, you never knew if he would die out there or not. 

You couldn't live like that anymore.

As much as it hurt, you wanted it all to end.

Garou arrived back later that afternoon. You were sitting on your couch watching a movie when he arrived.

You knew you needed to talk, but you were still scared to do it.

You loved him.

You loved his attitude, you loved his eyes and his wicked smile. You loved his obsession with monsters.

"We can't keep doing this." you ended up saying as you looked up at him. "This is ruining me, I feel so deeply for you, even though you told me not to get attached... I did. And this is killing me. Seeing you leave when I would need you the most. I simply can't continue like this, not for the sex, not for anything. It is not worth it, I'm sorry. I want a relationship, a man who I can lean on, who doesn't leave to fight heroes on a daily without telling me."

"What if I tell you? Would you be with a man like that, who hunts and kills heroes?"

"I would be with you. I would love to love you freely, without any hesitation. But you are not that, Garou and we both know."

"You deserve better. But at the same time, I would kill anyone who dares to touch you. So, what should we do?"

"What do you mean? Why are you saying that?" you asked, confused.

"I want to be the best for you, but the best of me, not an idea of a man. I want to be a monster, the strongest monster, but... I want to be yours and for you to be mine.”

You didn’t want to believe his words. He must be lying. But his eyes were on yours and you could see the truth in them. 

He was telling the truth. 

And suddenly, you became aware of everything around you.

It was a warm summer evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, surrounded by the heady scent of blooming roses, you didn't even notice that he had roses in his hand.

As he stood there, gazing into your eyes, a spark ignited between you, a flame of desire that burned brightly in the gathering darkness as the sun began to set. 

Garou took a few steps as you stood up, allowing him to reach out to caress your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine. 

You leaned into his embrace, your lips seeking his in a passionate kiss that spoke of longing and love and a promise.

A promise of forever.

Your bodies pressed together, hearts beating as one, you lost yourself in the moment, in his arms, yet again. 

The world around you fading into insignificance. 

In that small apartment, you were the only two souls in reality, your love a force of nature that could not be restricted.

As the moon rose high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over your entwined bodies, you and Garou knew that you were bound together by a love that was as timeless as the stars above. 

Even if this all started because of convenience. He needed a place to sleep, and you needed a man to fuck away your problems.

In that passionate moment, you found comfort and joy.

Your hearts overflowing with the beauty of their shared bond, something that was so unspoken before, not it was reality.

And as you lay there, lost in his arms, you knew that your love would endure, a beacon of light in a world filled with darkness.

Just your monster and you. 

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It'd be rather awkward to hug him at first

Just imagine: you open your arms to hug him only to see his classic poker face

Double kill if he asks you what are you trying to do💀

Though he doesn't protest when you tell him that you want to give him a hug and proceed to do it

He just stands with his hands in pockets

Saitama feels like he did something wrong when you let go of him, trying to hide your disappointment and embarrassment

It's not that he doesn't know what hugs are

He just doesn't understand the idea of them

At first

You keep giving him hugs there and there, and he gets used to them

For some reason, it brings him a sense of comfort and reasurance that you're here

(so yeah, he starts to actually miss your hugs when you're not around)

Some time later, he responds to your embraces

Well, he just puts his hand on the side of your waist

(or sometimes even playfully swat your butt)

He doesn't want to wrap his arms around you and squeeze you, as he's afraid he'll overdo it and hurt you

Oh, and yes, he won't initiate hugs

Though you can expect his hand to be on your waist when you're walking together

But sadly, that's all

Cuddles is a whole new level for Saitama to complete

He likes his personal space: to sit or lay in his favourite pose, to scratch his rear, pick his nose, etc.

But he can't do that while cuddling with you

That's what he thought

But in reality, it's not so bad

You find a position that you're both comfortable with: he lays behind you on his side, supporting his head with his hand or sometimes even placing it on top of yours

He can watch the TV, feel your smell and warmth, scratch his butt, lay like he wants and do other things

A real bliss🤌✨

As for you, you love being the little spoon as well

To feel Saitama's warmth, his hot breath against your neck, occasional kisses on top of your head and sometimes even his strong arm draped over you as your personal shield from everything

The same goes to when you're cuddling in bed, reading manga together, brushing your teeth, taking the bath...

And yes, you're not going to be the big spoon, sorry

Saitama is just not a touchy partner

But hey, he has other ways to make you feel loved ;)

Another man who is unfamiliar with hugs

But it's different with Genos

He wants to be the best boyfriend for you

And he knows that hugs and cuddles are important aspects in relationships as they provide love and support for your significant other

Hence, the S-class hero spends a lot of time watching other couples, reading different articles on the Internet (even watching videos) and, of course, asking your opinion on what you're comfortable with

You tell him that hugs and cuddles shouldn't be forced, it all comes from heart

As you bump on his chest (where presumably his mechanic heart is), he raises his eyebrow a little

After he processes the information, he claims that he understands you

He doesn't really

After that, he takes some time to observe you and to analyze when and how he should hug you

For example, when you both greet each other, he'll place his hand on your waist and kiss your cheek

When you're walking together, he'll place his palm on the lower of your back

When you're feeling sad, he'll embrace you and hold you in his arms until you start feeling better

When you're both sitting on the couch, he'll wrap his arm around your shoulder

Well, you get the drill

Genos also asks Dr. Kuseno to make his arms and abs a bit softer for you..?

(somehow)

He just wants you to feel comfortable in his arms, like you're hugging a person, not a robot

But you reassure him that you see him as a human

It means to him more than you think

Some time later, you notice that your boyfriend's approach to hugging you changed

As if he started putting more soul into it

Don't get me wrong, his hugs didn't lack of affection

They just were kinda... automatic? Like, a trigger happened and then Genos would embrace you as if following a programmed scenario

But fortunately, Genos figures it out (not without your help)

Moving on, you're in full control when it comes to cuddles

Wanna be a small or big spoon? No complaints from Genos

He doesn't really have preferences

Your comfort is all that matters to him

He'll warm you up or, vice versa, cool you down with his body if needed

If you had a hard day, he'd listen to you while giving you a massage

He'll also give you sudden kisses on your cheek, forehead, hair, neck, etc.

(oh, and he'll admire your beauty while you're not looking)

All in all, Genos is a perfect partner for cuddles and hugs

He just needs some time to figure it all out <3

He's low-key touch starved and scared to do anything first

What if you're uncomfortable hugging him? Or you're not a fan of physical touch? Or..?

He's always happy to be with you and even allows himself to be a bit childish

And his inner child wants to give you a big hug!

On one of your dates, he greets you and subconsiously opens his arms to put you into his embrace

Only to stop in mid-way

What was he thinking? Were you really eager to hug him as well?

You notice Sonic's awkward attempt to hug you and pretend to just stretch

You smile and wrap your arms around him, placing head on his chest

He's surprised, but hugs you back immediately

Sonic's grip tightens around you and his nose is burried in your hair, smelling your scent

Ah, if Sonic could, he'd hold you like this forever

Just like that, you signed your death warrant

Sonic becomes your personal coala and doesn't miss an opportunity to wrap his arm around you

(he doesn't mind if you want be coala as well though)

He'll playfully squeeze you, tickle you, pepper your head with kisses, breathe in your scent, caress your curves, warm you up, and just enjoy your presence, whispering sweet nothings

Please do tell if it gets overbearing for you

Sonic will hate it if you suffer in silence because of him

The same thing goes to cuddles, obviously

He likes being both big and small spoon

Big because he feels like your personal protector (and pillow)

Small because, again, he wants to be pampered like a child

It really makes him feel loved when he's lying on top of you and you run your fingers through his hair

In one sentence, Sonic freaking LOVES hugging you and cuddling with you💕

You'll be the first to initiate hugs

And not just hugs that you give someone when you're greeting them

But a supporting, more meaningful one

You and Garou are just spending time together in the park, talking about everything

Feeling emotional and comfortable, you lean closer to your boyfriend and wrap your arms around him, sighing pleasantly

It makes him stop in the middle of the sentence and just stare at you dumbfounded, not knowing how to react and what to do

Garou has never been hugged before

Usually, if not always, when he gets physical with someone, it happens in a fight

Now he feels... warm and safe

Yeah, it's definitely better than being punched

Garou hesitantly hugs you back, still trying to get used to the feeling

When you start pulling away, he doesn't let go of you, tightening his grip on you

"Wait... Don't move, let's stay like this... at least for a little while, please," he whispers

And of course you don't protest

(you wanted to stop hugging your boyfriend because you were afraid you went too far in the first place, but seeing his reaction, you relax)

After that, you start hugging each other to show appreciation, support and love for each other

Garou gets a habit to hug you from behind and burry his face into the crook of your neck as you both stand in silence

It can mean two things: he's tired or overwhelmed and needs you to calm or reassure him

Or he's just showing his gratitude and love for you, basking in your presence

Of course, the same goes to you

Your boyfriend will always be happy to hold you in his arms when you need him

But don't get me wrong, you hug each other not only in moments of comfort

For example, when you both greet each other, you wrap your hand around Garou's neck as he places his on your lower back

(and lightly slapping your butt with another)

He also sometimes wraps his arm around you to make sure that you're here with him

This goes to especially when you're in crowded places and he's afraid you might get lost or worse

When your boyfriend feels silly, he likes to lift you up, carry you in bridal style, place you on his shoulder, supporting your legs, and even swirl you around him

Well, you catch the drift

(usually, it happens to show you his strength and just have fun)

Oh, and how could I forget to mention that he definitely swings his arm over you when you're both sitting on the couch/bench/etc.

Or he's sitting behind you on top of the bench/step with his arms around you and his chin on top of your head

Garou also loves it when you're sitting on his lap!!!

He may seem as someone who is not a big fan of cuddles, but in reality, they bring him a sense of comfort as well

Garou is always the big spoon tho

When you're cuddling on the sofa, your back pressed against his chest and his arms are encircling you like a protective shield or are gently caressing your curves

Usually, you're discussing different topics or just enjoying each other's presence in silence

When you're in bed, you lay your head on Garou's chest as his arms are around you (again)

If you're lying on one of your sides, of course your boyfriend's arm is draped over you and his face is nuzzled against your hair/neck

Alright, I think I wrote enough about Garou (and no, it's not because he's one of my favs... I hope)🫡

The main point is that hugs and cuddles with Garou are full of love and comfort🥰

Ooooh, this man loves hugs and cuddles

I believe he'll try to hug you on your first date, opening his arms broadly

And pull you into the bear hug

(if you're comfortable with it, that is)

Metal Bat melts when he feels you squeeze him in return

After that, you both start a tradition of Badd scooping you in his arms when you meet each other

Sometimes you like to press your foreheads together and peck each other's lips

He likes to briefly hug you or wrap his arm around when he can

Standing in the queue? He puts his hands on your waist and places his chin in top of your head (if he's taller than you; if not, then nuzzles his face against your neck/back)

Walking down the street? A strong arm around your shoulder can be expected

Feeling joyous? Please hug him, and he'll whirl you

You're anxious because of the crowded place? Badd is here to let you hug his arm or, again, take you under his wing

You always feel loved and secure in his arms

And Metal Bat loves holding you in his arms, patting your head, leaving soft kisses there and there, admiring your beauty, whispering compliments or just saying how much he loves you

He also likes to show off his strength and carries you in his arms/lifts you up

+ gives you piggybackrides!

Badd is really warm, by the way

In addition, his hugs feels like home, like all the worries and problems disappear

And cuddles too!

They're one of his favourite ways of spending time with you

Feeling your head resting on his chest and his hands stroking your back is a true heaven for him

Or vice versa, when he's really worn out or stressed from his hero work, he lays on top of you, burrying his face in your chest and feeling your fingers running through his hair in a soothing way

This helps him to relax

Your presence in general always brings him peace

Just like his does the same to you

That's why you both don't really have a favourite pose for cuddles, as you're both craving for each other's warmth and touch

Well, alright, you and Badd totally love it when Tama joins you two

I don't know how to emphasise enough that hugs and cuddles with Metal Bat are the best

He is your personal Teddy Bear after all :3

(yes, I'm biased towards this man and I'm not sorry)

(I swear, Metal Bat's hugs/cuddles would solve 90% of my prolems)

(chat, is it normal that I had a few breakdowns because he's not real and, consequently, will never be my husband?)

(sorry, let's move on🔜)

I believe that Amai Mask is actually not a huggy person

Yeah, he can semihug his fans when they're taking pictures

And that's all

That was until you came into his life

You'll be first one to hug him

In return, he'll just pat your head

And that's how most of your hugs will go

You don't really mind because you still feel his love and comfort when he strokes your hair or spine

Ah, the way he gently puts his hand on the back of your head and brings it to his chest when you're sad🥹

Beaut loves it when you hug him from behind, nuzzling your face against his muscular back

Or when you wrap your arms around his neck and place your chin on top of his head when he's sitting in his director's chair/work armchair

Yeah, you read that right

This man loves to show you off

And work is no exception

He demonstratively places you on his lap, one hand is around your shoulders and another is caressing your thigh

Meanwhile, your arms are hugging his neck and your cheek is pressed against his temple

No one dares to even say a word towards you

And of course he loves to put his hand on your side as you both walk down the street or the red carpet of some Gala (i.e. in the public)

(kinda possessive if you ask me, but hey, I like moderately possessive men😏)

As I've mentioned before, Amai loves it when you straddle his lap

And when it's just the two of us as well

(especially when you're sitting on him with your arms around his neck as his hands support your lower back)

Beaut likes to pull you close to him when you're showering, taking bath and chilling in the jacuzzi together

He says that he's a serious man and doesn't need cuddles

Also him: doesn't let go of you when you're going to sleep

Really, he acts like a baby and whines if you leave the bed to use the toilet or to do some other stuff instead of snuggling against him

(it stays as a secret between you)

To sum up, Amai tends to wrap his arm around you to show the world that you're his and he's yours

And he will never admit that he craves for your presence, which brings him comfort at night

But you understand everything perfectly well😏

You can forget about hugs with Flashy Flash

Alright, almost forget

He lets you cling to him but doesn't wrap his arms around you or even put his hand on your side

Like I said, he's not fan of hugging and struggles with showing affection for you

Flashy doesn't want to hurt your feelings by pushing you away from him

That's why he prefers to just stand there like this🧍

Until you release him from your hug

S-class hero believes it's the best compromise

What he doesn't realise is that you start feeling like you're annoying your boyfriend

Or he doesn't even want to touch you...

This hurts

Soon Flash notices how corners of your lips curl downwards and your eyes seem to lose their light each time you hug him and pull away, not feeling any mutuality

After a while, you stop snuggling against him

For some reason, Flashy Flash doesn't like this at all

Gladly, you both talk it out

(you're quite surprised when your boyfriend brings up this issue in one of your conversations, as you thought he didn't care about that at all)

The next time you hug Flash, a muscular arm drops over your shoulder and caresses it in a soothing way

What amazes you more is that Flashy Flash even initiates semihugs

And who would know that the S-Class Rank 10 professional hero is clingy when it comes to cuddles?

No, of course he doesn't drop his serious façade and acts like he doesn't need this sort of affection

But the way he holds you tighter in bed and moves closer to you when you're both cuddling tells you otherwise

It'd be even funnier if he preferred being the small spoon

But, oh well, he likes to your protector

What else can I say?

Flashy Flashy may be not a professional hugger and cuddler, but he's not bad either😉

Zombieman actually likes hugging you

He'll be hesitant to pull you into his embrace because he'll be damned if he make you upset by doing something you're uncomfortable with

So he asks if he could hug you on one of your dates

And you happily let him do so

Later, Zombieman just opens his arms, silently inviting to his embrace, instead of asking

He also tends to do that as a way to greet you

Your boyfriend, being the gentleman he is, definitely puts his hand on your lower back or side when you're walking in public to make sure you don't get lost

And you, being the loving girlfriend you are, cling closer to him only to feel his grip gently tighten around you

Fun fact: even though he's a zombie and his body is cold, he can keep you warm in his embrace

And cool you down as well if it's hot for you

His hugs are always tender and delicate

And of course cuddles as well

He may come off as a serious professional hero who is not snuggly at all

But in reality, it's all otherwise

Zombieman adores late-night evenings when both of you lay in bed and talk about anything, spooning each other

(ah, the way he looks at you while you're babbling about your day🥹)

Really, these evenings are everything to him

He has his beloved woman by his side whom he can listen to forever, and all of his worries melt away

What can be better than that?

You don't know it, but when you fall asleep in your lover's arms, he stays awake for a while just to simply appreciate the moment and your sleeping form

He feels like the luckiest man on Earth

And he is ;)

Anyway, Zombieman loves holding you in his arms and feeling your presence

It makes him feel like human☺️

Another hug enjoyer!

Definitely will be nervous to pull you into his arms tho

So you'll have to make the first move

And after that, King clasps you into his embrace every chance he gets

But not in a clingy way

He sees hugs as a way to support you, show his love for you, and just... feel happy, you know?

His mood always brightens when he has you in his arms, your face burried in his neck and his head is resting on top of yours (or his hands pat you)

When you share some good news with your boyfriend, he opens his arms with a broad smile, like some kind of miracle happened

(he looks like a cute, enthusiastic boy <3)

And you get pulled into a bear hug

(if you don't like these types of hugs, he won't do that, of course)

What else you should know is that King gets super shy about wrapping his arms around you in crowded places

He feels awfully awkward to take action for some reason

(both of you know that it's due to his social anxeity)

But he'll be grateful if you take the lead and at least hug his arm

When it gets less crowded, he feels at ease and can hug your shoulders

At home, hugs with him immediately turn into cuddles

Come on, he is hikkan and otaku

Of course he'd love to bask in your love

To lay his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat with closed eyes, as you sigh contentedly and play with his fair

As you could have guessed, you're the big spoon most of time

However, when you're both playing videogames or reading manga, he likes to have you on his lap and place his chin on your shoulder

The same goes to when you're taking bath together

In other cases, I believe King will be the small spoon

What can I say? He's your baby boy😚

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helllooo, can you write boyfriends headcanons with other men like flashy flash and amai mask please? ~

IM FINALLY BACK WITH MORE HEADCANONS! writing for these was so hard- it was my first time doing amai mask too- I hope they turned out well 😩

Please keep the requests incoming I’ll try to work through them! I’m sorry for taking so long and Thank you so much for the patience.

Boyfriend Headcanons on OPM men Pt. 2

Fem!reader

Included: Flashy flash, Amai mask, Saitama, Zombie man

Flashy Flash

Having him as a boyfriend sure isn’t for the weak

He’s definetly the leader of the sassy man apocalypse

He takes his night routine SERIOUSLY like you will have a 20 step hair routine and a spa session

He gives great hair care tips though

Lets you braid his hair when you’re bored or does your hair when you’re tired

Gossiping with him is super fun

When he’s annoyed or jealous he scoffs a lot

Tiny bit reluctant over physical affection but his hugs and kisses feel so gentle, you could melt into them.

He goes all out when you’re on your period, like he knows exactly what you need and what to do.

Gifts you hairclips on random occasions !

Doesn’t like you touching his katana cuz he’s worried you’ll hurt yourself.

You get the best dates with him because he knows the best spots, prefers staying at home with you though in case one of his opps are after him.

He does bicker with you from time to time because he knows you too well and can’t be bothered to deal with your overdramatic ass

"Yeah fine we get it you’re just angry because you’re craving some desserts. Stop whining and lets go get it.“

Amai Mask

Might seem like a narcissistic and selfish bastard at first but he really just has issues

As a boyfriend he might not be able to spend much time with you since he is a hero AND a celebrity with a filled schedule

Makes sure to spoil you rotten tho

You get expensive gifts from him on a weekly basis and he takes you out to the best restaurants

He has to be very discreet with your relationship since it could cause him a bad reputation and backlash from the media

Whenever he’s overwhelmed or had a bad day he seeks comfort in your embraces

Feels like you’re the only one who understands him

Genuinely opens up to you and shows you his vulnerable side from time to time

He gets VERY jealous like he better not catch you admiring some other hero

At first he’d laugh it off not wanting to believe such a thing but slowly the jealousy would start creeping up

“You’re mine understood?”

Is just scared of u leaving him

He calls to tell you there’s a new magazine out that features him and wants you to buy it.

Thinks you’re his biggest supporter and likes to brag about you.

Saitama

Dates consist of gaming or getting deals at different supermarkets

I can totally imagine that he’s willing to try some new things at the convenience store with you and do taste tests.

Never rates the food a 10/10 cuz he thinks Genos could do it better.

YES sometimes Genos DOES make dinner dates for you two, he goes all out making a 5 star dinner for his sensei and his girlfriend.

Saitama secretly loves it when you come and sit on his lap as he watches tv.

He may not look like it but he really notices the small details, like he’ll ask if you put on different perfume or shampoo. Does it so sleek too.

He’d lean in to your neck and WHISPER INTO YOUR EAR

"Hm..you smell so good, got a new perfume?“

This guy just knows how to get you flustered

Is very nonchalant about most things, doesn’t really get jealous. (Unless you’re being overly nice to someone that has like really good hair)

“Yo genos. How much do you think a hair transplant costs?”

“Why are you asking sensei?”

“No reason really..” as he GLARES at the guy you’re talking to.

Doesn’t call you often, more like he randomly texts you what he’s doing and if your schedule matches his you both hangout.

Wants to climb up the ranks in order to impress you and loves to tell you about his day when he gets home.

Gets the most expressive around you.

He kicks out Genos when you two need your private time.

Gives the best piggy back rides.

Zombieman

Hands down the best boyfriend out there

He’s so chill about everything

Likes to take you everywhere with him, especially on shooting ranges, coffee shops or jazz bars

Respects your boundaries a lot, if you don’t like the smoke from his cigarettes he’ll try not to smoke around you, if you’re a smoker yourself he always looks forward to smoke some with you.

You both have a very casual relationship, there’s no awkwardness at all nor the cheesiness and pampering

That also includes physical affection. Cuddling on the couch or holding hands seems natural to you.

As nihilistic as he is, he can’t hide whenever he’s jealous.

“Was it fun chatting to that human?” He’d ask whilst pressing down the last remaining of his cigarette onto the whiskey glass. He wasn’t upset, more like curious of what you saw in another man.

Only calls you in the evenings after he walks you home. Likes to hear your voice before he goes to sleep.

He loves to get you roses

Asks childish emperor for advice on what to get you. Doesn’t even realise himself that he slips in your name in every conversation.

Is the kind of boyfriend that is happy enough to just watch you from afar.

Never ever gets aggressive with you. In fact you’ve never seen him angry.

Likes to polish his guns while you sit on his lap.

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How they react if you send a spicy picture (OPM) (+18)

Under the assumption they have a phone imagine having to email a nude asdghdksvs

(bored and horny tbh I'll figure out the other three boys later 😭)

Saitama

����"Wow, you have no idea what I'd do for some of that right now"💛

If he didn't turn so red in the face he could probably play it off in public if he were to open it. Has definitely cracked his screen on accident over the shock/initial embarrassment of hoping no one saw that.

Always a pleasant surprise when he's alone. He's probably bored anyway. One of the best cures he could have in those moments is "excitement". Exchanging texts and nudes gets him super jittery, and he loves the addictive anticipation.

Building up self confidence slowly, but is rather shy with returning the favor. He doesn't wanna be unfair and not send any at all, but they usually are just body shots, seldom face. Muscles like that though? It's hard to get a bad angle on a body like that

Like 2 saved in gallery max. Would just rather have the real deal, but the couple he keeps is because they're generally pleasant for him to look at. Huge sucker for panties/boxer shots. They don't have to be full nudes for him to get riled up. He can confidently return his own underwear shot as well! (fucking love me a dick print pic ughhh)

Genos

🩵"Oh you're perfect. I would love to see more of that angle"🩵

Around the public he doesn't show visible embarrassment, but he's very quick to pull up his phone. That could be the only obvious tell he's looking at something he doesn't want anyone else to see.

Full attention on you for sure if you managed to send at a time when he was alone. No matter where he is he's quick to respond, but much more detail and thought is put into responses when alone.

Always will return the favor. Has a couple of his own in his gallery if he was ever out and received one. It's only fair in his eyes! They're also never basic he makes an effort to look like the prettiest boy for you and he does a damn good job. Not only is the cyborg body cool, the way he takes pictures with angles and perspectives makes it much more sexy.

Yes he saves all of them it's taking up a huge space on his phone storage that's also photos of you in general. Doesn't really have an urge to get off to the photos or texts because it's never the same or as satisfactory, but he still likes to appreciate them because you're attractive. (Lemme throw in though that he would definitely love to get riled up to your voice/phone sex. He would end up hanging up and showing up shortly if he's over excited)

Garou

🖤"fuckkkkk just you wait till I get my hands on that"🖤

Around people he doesn't get super embarrassed, and couldn't care. Will try to keep his phone close and low key as he studies your body so no one else sees what's just for him. If it's around Bang he might have a fuss or a fumble.

Might take his time to respond, but he's definitely not ignoring you. He's taking that shit in every fine detail he can see like you're a work of art. The pauses between all his messages is just him drooling over you

He'll send back, but not the full deal. Garou can make more of a game out of the tease. Loves sending pics back of his dick print through his pants (usually sweatpants yessirrrr) to show you what you just did for him. Will progress to more skin, like his abs and hem of his boxers, until you get some real nice pictures~

He's got a couple few favorites that never fail to get him off. Any shot from an angle above you will be saved definitely. Although, he ends up not getting completely satisfied taking care of it himself with pictures/texts alone. It's a last resort kind of thing if he knows he can't see you. If he knows your wear abouts, he will just show up.

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Hello✨ May i request a Headcanons for Yandere Genos & Garou? Thank you very much!

🍄: hi hi! Absolutely!!!! i love Garou so much >< i hope you liked these! i’m still trying to get use to writing :3

Yandere Genos Headcanons:

Genos is intelligent and calculative

I just also believe him to be a delusional yandere who just wants to keep you safe

It doesn’t matter what you refer to him as either. He just knows that you’re his and he’s yours.

Genos is always watching over you. He used some of Child Genius’s tech to give to Dr. Kuseno to have access to watch you all the time

He’s watches you all the time and you’re unaware of it

whether you find it overwhelming or charming doesn’t matter to him! he’s always going to be be your side

if you didn’t accept him as yours and still tried “seeing” other people. it’s not like you’d get the chance. Nobody wants to upset Demon Cyborg™️

nobody even understands why it’s such a big deal! and that can be more frustrating if you’re resisting him. You have the perfect “boyfriend” what more could you want?

Him constantly being around you. Pressure from the public who doesn’t understand he’s a stalker!

You do slowly accept your fate with him

Even though it was unsettling at first, having food be cooked for you all the time was slowly becoming a perk. How did he get in? it doesn’t matter (he has a copy)

Genos understands human relationships concepts and does his best accordingly. but his little yandere bug just messes with him sometimes

His grips gets a little too tight if somebody else is talking to you too long but he’ll softly let go if you say ouch

again your safety matters, so he never wants to harm you

It’s a good thing you didn’t force him to have to hurt you. It’s a good thing you accepted him early on

Yandere Garou Headcanons:

The hottest and coldest mf to have as your yandere

You can feel when he’s near just by the piercing gaze of his. You can’t see him but he sees you and you know it

You can’t escape him either

He comes and goes as he pleases with the “soft” reminder that you’re his

You helped him once not realizing who he was

ever since he decided you were his to keep and his keeper as well

You would try to report him but with him always being gone and no evidence of destruction, you’re waved off as boy who cried wolf

Now that nobody’s gonna help you. Garou feels inclined to do whatever

He’s not sleeping on the couch. He’s sleepin in your bed. (he’s gentleman and gives space while sleeping but you both always wake up in each others arms, much to your “displeasure”)

He’s a leech. doesn’t do anything around the house! what a bum

But when you do warm up to him, those nice little hugs from the behind and weird awkward compliments are a little charming

if he wasn’t a self proclaimed hero killer

it’s best to get use to him. Neither of you are leaving this “relationship” if ever.

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˖⁺ ・🔪⋆ ♡ 💌・ ⁺ ˖ Yandere brain rot againnnnnnn ˖⁺ ・🔪⋆ ♡ 💌・ ⁺ ˖

Oh, to be the soul light and hope in this world for someone.

To be their last reason they don't release all rational thought and go ballistic. They don't act like it, but they cling VIOLENTLY to the thread of light you generously gift to them. The tiny speck of peace your presence brings is like a drink of icy water after walking through the largest desert in the world. Their mind is finally quiet.

Your grace washes over them, and suddenly, nothing matters anymore. No more pain, no more sorrow. They can just curl up in your arms, lay their head on your soft chest, and everything is alright again. That thing they were banging their head against the wall about? What thing? Yeah, they don't remember it either! Just hug them closer, tighter, and they'll happily sheath the glistening knife trembling in their unstable grip.

They've finally found their happiness after a lifetime filled with nothing but misery and pain. You've given them the chance to experience a loving embrace with no ulterior motives, a warm home, and an indescribable feeling of security and safety. They would do—and have done—anything and everything to make you satisfied. Whether it be something as simple as bringing home a bouquet of roses to remind their pretty rose how beautiful you really are, or hunting down disgusting vermin that won't take 'no' for an answer; they're here. They want to save you in the same way you saved them. They want to give you the same euphoric feeling you give them every time you even cross their mind. You're their everything.

Oh, how tragic it would be if you died. Be it by the hands of another, from illness, or some other natural cause—it doesn't matter. You left them. Alone. Afraid. Upset. Hurt. EMPTY.

Nothing left to hold them back now.

Nothing good left in this forsaken existence.

For the rest of their days, they vow to wreak havoc on every living soul on the face of the earth that did nothing to save their sunshine from the bloody talons of Fate's cruel design. And they follow through with that promise. Ripping, tearing, slashing, crushing, grinding, smooshing, gutting, goring, snipping, hacking. Every nasty, horrible, disgusting deed they complete is in your honor. It doesn't matter, nothing does—not until you're together again.

They know this life isn't the end. They know they'll have you in their arms again one day. Their rotten soul can loosen its grip on all the hate it harbors as soon as their body starts to shut down in the wake of their demise. Their death is swiftly approaching, yet they feel not a scrap of fear. They're overjoyed, in fact. All because they know they get to see you again. Finally, the endless days and nights of filling the bullet-shaped void in their heart are over. No more irritating early mornings filled with overflowing coffee in a your favorite mug and agonizing, sickening bird songs. No more sleepless late nights of hunting down the forsaken souls who dared disturb the memory of your smile and guzzling every alcoholic drink in their dusty cabinets to dull the emptiness. They slip away from this life with the first genuine smile on their lips since you passed.

Even though an unsullied and virtuous angel like you would never have descended to the hellish pit of, no doubt, their resting place, that doesn't matter. Not even Heaven or Hell can keep you safe from their grasp. They'll claw and scratch their sorry carcass out of their prison cell in Hell all the way up to Heaven's doorstep, burn down those pearly gates, hunt you down the same as they did their prey in the living world, and drag you back with them kicking and screaming with them.

You won't be able to leave them ever again. They'll make sure of it this time.

જ⁀➴ ♡ Wrote with these characters in mind જ⁀➴ ♡

TOJI, Suguru (HEAVYYYYY on him, think of how everything about him changed after Riko), Obito, Garou, DABI girl omg, or some other hunky depressed maniac that could break the neck of everyone within a hundred foot radius with a flick of their wrist. Kill for you type beat. Teehee. And, of course, your favsssss!

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With Love,

Kraken 🐙

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Art for"I found beauty in pain", chapter 10.

Spoilers for what It's coming soon... If I don't get lazy and translate this long chapter.