#hekiji tengai

[schlechtenhunde]

autumn-themed shie hassaikai doodles (need that chilly weather to approach faster)

[badcaninecemetery]

there's a guy making you uncomfortable, so you snap your fingers and the shie hassaikai pull up to the scene.

—

setsuno, tabe, and hojo are tight. these three share a deep and powerful bond and friendship, as well as a deep devotion to the shie hassaikai. but most importantly they share unbreakable respect and gratitude for overhaul. so they would do anything for overhaul and the shie hassaikai. if someone's upsetting you, those three are the first to pounce forward and take care of the problem.

sakaki's all for being reckless and fun, but he'll get angry if someone's not playing along right. if you nod towards the guy and make a cutthroat motion, sakaki's getting pissed and charging forward.

mimic would take this as not only an insult to you and overhaul, but to the yakuza. he'd be instantly angry, unable to keep his cool. that guy might not last long because mimic's buff arm is flinging out and snatching the guy up by the throat— "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO OUR GIRL?"

katsukame's relationship with overhaul is that of a loyal friend and younger brother figure, so he'd do whatever necessary to protect you. he'd be very sly and snarky to the guy before he's stomping forward and taking this guy out.

rappa would be so enraged, it's not even funny. he would think it's unchivalrous and insulting to prey on someone who could be misconstrued as "weaker," making the entire situation an "unfair fight." he'd call the guy pathetic, wouldn't even waste his time. he'd just swoop you up and carry you away from him.

tengai expresses a strong loyalty to overhaul (addressing him as master overhaul and scolding rappa whenever he doesn't take overhaul seriously). his loyalty would extend to you as well, so the idea of someone disrespecting you would irritate tengai. he would simply stand before this guy, slowly shaking his head and crossing his arms. "how pathetic you are to not take no for an answer, especially to someone infinitely better than you could ever achieve."

nemoto also falls under that complete and total devotion to overhaul. someone making you uncomfortable is the same as someone making overhaul uncomfortable, which would infuriate nemoto to unspeakable levels. he'd embarrass and humiliate this man with his quirk, and he'd do it to whatever extent you desire.

kurono has the strongest bond and deepest care for overhaul. he clearly wants overhaul's success, happiness, or whatever you want to call overhaul's dream. if you're injured or upset, it could trickle down to overhaul, and he doesn't want that. he'd do whatever overhaul needed, and that would also include protecting your wellbeing.

overhaul, ultimately, wouldn't say a word to this man. he'd stretch his arm out, glove off, and meld him into something—perhaps a well? a fence? something that he could easily rearrange his body around to keep him alive but forever trapped. and, of course, he'd make sure to break those vocal cords so that no one knows what happened to him. hives line his arm and face when he turns to face you, but he stiffly links arms and walks you away, muttering. "how filthy. i can't believe he even thought he had a chance."

[quirkwizard]

Ideas for Quirk training for the yakuza guys? Maybe throw in Gentle and La Brava?

I'll stick with the Yakuza since I have more then enough ideas for them. Plus, I really like the idea of this being part of the Hero Haul AU and this is Kai taking his gang on a retreat in order to "build team work"

Hojo, Tabe, and Toya: Hojo would be making his crystals while Toya would be trying to pull them off of his body. In between them, Tabe would be trying to eat the flying crystals before Toya can catch them. This would train Hojo's production speed and durability of his crystals, increase Toya's range and pulling power, and improve Tabe's ability to catch and eat moving targets.

Rikiya and Deidoro: This two have a special job. They are two go around to where any one else is training and start harassing them, with Deidoro making them lose balance and Rikyia draining their energy. This not only helps train everyone else by add extra difficulty, but could help improve their own powers as well, like increasing Rikiya's drain rate and Deidoro's range.

Tengai: Since Tengai already has enough defensive power and can use his shields reactively, he doesn't really need to train those parts. What he could do is try to get better and forming moving the shields. Things like trying to slowly inch it forward to a certain point or trying to form the shield around other objects as a way to trap them within the barrier, improving his ability to control and deny an area.

Joi: Considering the only known limit of his power is the size limit of his power, he could try and take over larger objects and make them move around. He could try to take over small parts of larger objects. It be like what he did in the hideout, but on a smaller scale. Barring that, he could simply try to get better at shaping and controlling the objects, like trying to solve a puzzle box while he is the box.

Hari: Since Hari can't really train his power on other people without ruining a whole afternoon of training, the best choice for him would be to simply practice on dummies. Namely ones that are constantly moving around. This could help increase the speed and accuracy of his arrows, making the condition easier to inflict, Heck, it could even help grow the Quirk to the point where it can start working on objects as well as people.

Shin: While I do like the idea of Shin going around and asking people uncomfortable questions all day, I think his time would be served better elsewhere. Since so much of his power is based around questions, it'd be good for him to try and figure out better ways to phrase his words. He could also try and learn psychological tactics to try and dig for what would be the best questions to ask someone and how to best exploit their secrets.

Rappa: While I figure Rappa's training would involve him punching stuff, that's not the route I'm going to take. His training would involve him using his hands for literally anything else. Look, I've said that Rappa has been wasting his power and this would be a good chance. Things like rapidly doing tasks with his hands or using them to practice throwing's things. I don't care if I have to duct tape tools to his hands, he's going to do something other then punch things.

Kai: Overhaul was easily the hardest to come up with anything for. How can you go up any further from one of the strongest Quirks in the series. The only thing I could think of was the fusion aspect of his power. For all of his power, Kai's fusions seems very incomplete. Less perfection combination and more heinous hybrid. So maybe he could try practicing on some non-living objects, like trying to turn a bunch of metals into an alloy by trying to piece them together or something like that.

[angie-starz]

More art for L.O.V+E

[underratedmhapoll]

Bonus Poll - Pick a Shie Hassaikai Member at Gunpoint

[number1villainstan]

Hai :3 kai chisaki for drink Headcannon🥛, stress headcanon💣, sadness Headcannon⛈️, and work headcannon💼 pls :3

And also tengai for a family headcannon and a stress Headcannon. I’m forcing you to think about him.

Kai Chisaki:

Drink: This man runs off of ungodly amounts of caffeine energy drinks, possibly spiked with alcohol. However, if for some reason he is being forced to take some downtime, he'd probably like hot and sweet drinks, like hot chocolate or sweeter styles of coffee. Not that he'll actively search for things he likes. I don't think he views himself as worthy of pleasure.

Stress: Always. All the time. Being trans and gay in a highly conservative and high-control yakuza group + untreated childhood trauma + absolute workaholic is NOT an equation for relaxation. He is, of course, much more snappy and irritable when he's stressed, and that stress tends to leak out and make all the other Expendables stressed as well.

Sadness: He's too alexithymic/emotionally unintelligent/depressed to be Sad, exactly. He tends to process things very logically while ignoring his own emotions outright. But I feel like if one of his Expendables/Bullets, despite their name, actually died? The grief would paralyze him until he finally lets himself break down crying. Even worse if that Expendable is Kurono or Irinaka or Katsukame because of his history with them.

Work: Touched on this in the Stress headcanon, but yeah, absolute workaholic. His favorite parts of work used to be working in the lab and experimenting because Biochemistry Special Interest, but then depression hit and sapped away his passion and interest, as depression tends to do.

Tengai:

Family: Haven't thought about this a lot--I believe he's like, in his 50s and was a Buddhist monk? So probably his 'family' was the monastery he was in until they kicked him out for reasons unknown, and now you could argue that his family is the Expendables. I can see him viewing Rappa as a particularly annoying younger brother :P

Stress: Rappa stresses him out canonically, but I think that he prefers to retreat to a quiet or dark room and meditate if he can when he's stressed. He's probably the best (besides maybe Nemoto) out of everyone in the Expendables/Chisaki's side of the Hassaikai at handing stress because of his past as a Buddhist monk.

[spinji]

I MISS THEM!!

[moron-hassaikai-and-more]

Overhaul: have you ever worked a job before this?

Tengai: yeah, I worked at a zoo for a bit.

Overhaul: great, and what did you take from that?

Tengai: ….definitely not a red panda.

Overhaul: …what?

Tengai: what?

Chrono: real talk, you’ll need that zoo experience, the people here are animals.

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

may i request camellia with tengai please?? thank you!! 💗

cw: Yandere Themes, Possessive Behavior, Graphic Descriptions of Gore, Death, Violence, Allusions to Kidnapping, Allusions to Non-Con, Murder, Unhealthy Relationships, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Themes Not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Gender-Neutral Reader. Read at your own discretion! 18+ Only!

author's note: Wow! This was extremely fun to write. This prompt was interesting, and this idea struck me and I just had to write it. I hope you enjoy! This was a prompt from "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" and can be found here . REQUESTS ARE OPEN—READ TAGS. I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

PROMPT: Camellia (devotion, perfection): "You know l'd do anything for you, right? My love knows no limits."

word count: Approximately 1.6k.

Hekiji has always been there for you.

Or, well, always is relative and subjective.

It’s been a long time—or maybe, perhaps, it just feels that way—that you’ve been in these desolate walls. Everywhere is four-posters, heavy and thick curtains so blinding are forever drawn. If you stretch your arm out, all your fingertips ever brush are ash and feathers. Faux feathers that feel like fur, the shade of an indigo violet, flowers in bloom that never wilt but never birth.

Chisaki’s weird about them though. He combs through everything and anything he can sweep those strange fingers through, and can hush whatever noises their hissing produces. You’re never able to truly touch those feathers, those wings that could flutter and fly you away, so fertile and real.

Because you’re not supposed to touch him.

That’s rule—he’s the one who has to initiate contact, not the other way around. In a sense, it’s miserable. You can’t even close your eyes and trick yourself into believing it’s your now dead partner holding you again. You just have to lay in the dark of this room, staring at those four posters, each an individual column that appears before you, just smooth mountains with no footholds, just barriers that remind you that you’re trapped here until you die.

That’s why your mind is fleeting, circling around, pacing up the ceiling with shuddering footsteps.

And despite its many laps, it all returns to Hekiji.

You’ve been thinking about him a lot lately. He’s one of the few constants on your brain. Through Chisaki’s weird schedule for you, its strict and strenuous nature, through the disgusting moments of intimacy he forces on you, also very strict because he has to control each movement and he’s very thorough with aftercare in a not endearing way, and through the reality of your ever demise—Hekiji always hovers in the backdrop of those thoughts. He’s always nice to you, pleasant, cordial, sweet even. He’s always been a shoulder to cry on, you think. Even though he has this undying loyalty to Chisaki, he sits through every tear, every sob, every hiccup as you recount the horrible things his boss has put you through. Hekiji always sits in silence. Always. Sometimes you wonder if he’s even breathing. How much has Chisaki told him about his twisted plans for the world? His torture of that poor little girl? His hand in what happened to the original boss of the Shie Hassaikai? His whispers against the shell of your ear that everyone has a role to play and that some people’s role is to be used?

You wonder if Hekiji is slowly realizing.

Because each time you see him, his hands begin to wander. Sometimes it’s something ginger on your shoulder, a squeeze, and you swear that he’s seeing you through those closed eyes. Other times, when you lean against his side, your nose buried within the crux of his collar bones, he’ll let an arm slide down your back, hand caressing your arm, lobster claws with spindling webs. Hekiji is never rough, always calm, but his words are balmy, fueled with a distilled passion that makes your head whirl. He’s so honest, so grounded, and that’s why you always let your hands fall into his lap whenever he cradles you against him.

It’s oddly intimate, and you wonder if Chisaki is aware of what Hekiji does. With Hekiji’s pact to Chisaki, surely he must. It’s so bizarre, so impactful. Does Chisaki care if other people touch you? If that’s so, why did he murder your partner in cold blood? Are you just an object to be passed around to his little yakuza clan?

Oh, who really fucking cares? Hekiji doesn’t do anything to you, just soft, always inviting, and you swear that each time you see him that something changes between you two. You’re a pawn, both of you are pawns, and maybe Chisaki has told him what game you’re trapped in. That’s why things are changing with Hekiji. Maybe you feel nothing for him at all, but you just want something to anchor you to hope and sanity and so your fishing line is being cast out into the tides, chasing a green light to speed through that intersection, to helplessly grab broken oars and beat back, the water flowing.

And maybe through the spitting white caps, even though they’re freezing and you feel like your thumb can’t swipe the salt from your burning nostrils, the boat bounding and sinking further, you realize that perhaps you’ve maybe fallen in love with Hekiji.

What a nightmare.

Fires start knocking at the latches of your eyes, staring through the peepholes, abusing an invitation that wasn’t ever there. The distinct need to bawl makes you feel stupid and childish, makes the subtle breathing slipping through Chisaki’s parted lips all the more hellish. You can’t catch a break. A knife splits between your brows whenever you slowly tilt your head to stare at Chisaki’s face, so demure, and you know there’s a little boy in there who never had a chance and maybe there could be some form of pity if he’d done things to you differently, but all you can see is the inclines of his face and those honey eyes staring into your soul whenever he’s on top of you. You wish, oh, you wish that you could just shove your fingers into his mouth and rip out his uvula, wish you could make him throw up everything he’s ever lived for. You wish. You wish. Oh, you—

The door starts to slide open. It’s slow, deliberate, and not a single sound whistles from its slots. Both of your narrowed eyes widen, but all you do is suck your lips in and hold your breath. Something’s not right, but you sure as hell aren’t about to wake up Chisaki. No one’s allowed to enter his room. Not even that creepy Kurono guy. This is bad, but something begins to bubble inside of your chest. It feels like butterfly kisses tickling the rims of your lungs, but they swell and suddenly you feel like a swarm of locusts are about to crawl out of your teeth. You’re excited. Whether it’s going to be someone who hurts Chisaki, hurts you, or hurts both of you—you’re excited because then you might finally be able to feel some retribution, escape, anything but this.

And as the door fully comes to, everything stops.

Hekiji. It’s Hekiji standing on the other side. His face is shadowed, but you swear his eyes are open, leering, large, and you feel licks of nerves trickle down your spine. He doesn’t stay there for long. He slips into the room, tantalizing, patient, and you feel like your limbs have hit their locks, have made their last click and splintered around your frame, underneath your fingernails. You don't say a word, but neither does Hekiji. It’s so eerily quiet that you can’t hear a heartbeat pump in your ears. So, so, deathly. And then he pauses whenever he reaches the bed, a step or two away from Chisaki’s side. And for a heavy, burdening moment, something that’s weightless but is tar sucking on the soles of your feet to hook you in forever—neither of you move.

Until Hekiji’s hand slowly lifts, palm facing the sky.

It all happens too fast.

Beaming lights, fireworks, a blazing sun saddling through the sky, the devil’s herd, screaming, wheezing, so many sounds and lights, stadium’s cheering, and it’s all concentrated in that singular yellow. Its glow dances across your cheeks, between your eyes, animation, life, and it’s sunflowers smiling at you. A low hum echoes within its chambers, and your eyes crackle whenever they space out, whenever you see a sunshine dome form around Chisaki’s unconscious body. You’re almost unable to comprehend it, but you watch it regardless. Hekiji’s frame is warbling on the other side, rippling bath water filled with eucalyptus and spearmint notes. And then,

an explosion.

It’s more mist and rainy than anything else. Splatters of paint on wet canvas, but it’s copper, it’s metal, it’s visceral. You don't even need to blink. You know what it was, you know what that is. It’s soggy, there’s no friction on the other side of the bed. It’s gone, everything, even the pain in your chest. It happened so fast, too fast, and whenever the halo disappears, meat, sauce, seasonings, sides, and vegetables fall into the goopy soup puddling amongst the sheets. Chisaki’s gone. Just like that. Universe collapsed in on itself into a black nothingness.

But Hekiji’s still here.

And the afterglow of his magic has gossamer fog powdering his cheeks, has those open eyes of his mystical and so so so terrifying. You ask,

“Hekiji. Why did you kill him?”

And whenever he speaks through his mask, through the last tie of his loyalty, you know that everything’s crumbling.

“All of these things you’ve shared with me have been my resolve.”

You slowly tilt your head, carefully pushing yourself up onto your elbows, avoiding the blood.

“Resolve?”

Hekiji is silent. But it’s brief, he’s staring deep into you, seeing more of you than he really should.

“To end your suffering.”

Cotton in your mouth.

“So you… ?”

Hekiji doesn’t even nod.

“You know… I’d do anything for you. My love has no limits.”

Maybe it’s his words, maybe it’s the gore trembling beneath the pads of your fingers, or maybe it’s Chisaki’s ghostly body pressing into your own as a reminder—but you realize that you never had a chance either.

“Love?”

He steps closer.

“Yes. I’ve come to realize that I’ve fallen for you. Worldly desires are hard to pass, and I hadn’t succumbed… until I met you. It was you. You are the one. I’ve realized that you’re the one who’s given me a purpose in this life.”

You don’t even bother fleeing.

“I have.”

Monotone doesn’t register to Hekiji, but whenever his knees touch the edge of the bed and he starts to sink down, hand extended, offered, your shuddering fate is the only form of salvation through his twisted asceticism he’s choosing.

“Master Overhaul was a lie. You’ve made me feel like I’ve never felt before. I had to show you what you mean to me.”

And Master Overhaul’s Chisaki is smearing underneath your palms, teardrops in the rain.

Hekiji is almost here.

“I had to show you where my loyalty truly lies.”

And the weight of his hand on your cheek is your own resolve.

[armenianwriterman]

This guy's entire job is to be a handler for Rappa and he is absolutely horrendous at it.

[theplaguewriter]

I need the shie hassaikai fans here~

what are y’all’s headcanons on ages, birthdays and heights for the bullets?

I got some hcs myself but I’m curious what others think

[badcaninecemetery]

if it wasn't for this, i wouldn't have made it through—btw, be sure to grab your student rooster.

[quirkwizard]

I’m only asking this because I personally believe you don’t talk about it nearly as much as you want to. So you’ve mentioned a few ideas about the Herohaul AU and Eri a few times, but I’d like to expand the idea a little further. I imagine that he’d probably be a morally grey kind of hero and thus would still have formed the eight bullets as his sidekicks in a “suicide squad” villain reformation program. So how might the might the rest of the yakuza and the eight bullets work as heroes?

You are one hundred percent right. Not only do I really enjoy writing about villain as heroes, but I especially like the idea of Hero Haul specifically. I've already talked about how they'd be as heroes, but I'll go more into them as people here.

Joi and Hari would be the only proper heroes that are part of Overhaul's hero team. As for the Eight Bullets, they would be Kai's sidekicks, but not former villains. Instead, they would be the bottom of the barrel, either barely function heroes at the lowest of the rankings or people Overhaul took in as sidekicks under his supervision. Of the two, I prefer the latter. Kai is someone who sees the potential in people, whether they know it or not. He takes what is broken and makes it work, forming these lost, undisciplined men and turning them into proper heroes. Now, this kind of process naturally results in less then stellar heroes on paper, with a lot people seeing them as a bunch of thugs that only follow Kai's orders. However, they cannot argue with results, with each member giving it their all out of sense of loyalty to please Kai. I think that fits with Kai's general disposition towards the Eight Bullets in the original story, taking these lost nobodies and making them useful, and fit Overhaul's inspiration of the Buddha, hanging out with the dregs of society and enlightening them to higher levels of understanding. Now, as for how they met:

Hari-Time Out: Kai's oldest friend and ally since their time at hero school together. Often takes the role as second in command and tactical advisor on the field.

Joi- An admittedly career focused hero who joined Kai for the money, yet still a competent and loyal partner. Handles a lot of the agents and paperwork of the agency

Shin-Confessor: Genuinely inspired by Kai as a person, especially his very honest and direct way of conducting himself, and asked to join him. Easily Kai's most loyal and normal sidekick.

Deidoro-Barfly: A bum on his way to drinking himself to death that accidently beat everyone in a massive bar brawl with his power. Tries to clean himself up, but is still considered an "embarrassment" by the public.

Toya-Pickpocket: Toya was saved by Overhaul after the attempt on his own life. Kai convinced him to instead take this chance to rebuild himself, new and better. Became of one the fan favorites of the sidekicks.

Tabe- Kai was called to the scene of the fearsome looking Tabe begging and scrounging for food from a shop keeper. He pitied Tabe and helped him out. Still wears the bag mask out of fear how he looks would scare people.

Hojo-Diamondback: Hojo was saved and healed by Kai after others tried to exploit him for the crystals on his back. His wishes to shine makes him one of the most dedicated to the ideas of self improvement.

Rikiya-Leacher: A man lacking in motivation and direction, he mostly got by on draining others to live. Unknowingly tried to take some stamina from Kai, who gave him real direction. The laziest of all the sidekicks.

Tengai-Shelter: Found by Kai using his Quirk illegally to protect himself from villains. Kai claimed Tengai was his sidekick in training and Tengai followed along with it until it stuck. The closest of the sidekicks to a proper hero.

Rappa-Ripper: Rappa made an attempt on Kai's life. That did not end well for him. Rather then having him arrest, Kai decided to welcome him into the flock, promising him plenty of good fights. Hardest to properly control out of the sidekicks.

[myheromedia]

The faces of the Shie Hassaikai (excluding Overhaul and Chronostasis)

[underratedmhapoll]

Match 16 - Shie Hassaikai Member: Hekiji Tengai VS Ken Takagi - Lock Hero: Rock Lock