#khamzat chimaev x reader

[yourimagines]

Hi, i don't know if you are comfortable with this, but i would really love a fic when Khamzat gets jealous and really angry like yelling and stuff, but it turns to smut?

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Me? Yes you!

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: 18+, Smut, Edging, Swearing, Jealousy and a little bit of Fluff

Y/N POV

We were at a party, enjoying ourselves when Khamzat wanted to go home. “Let’s go.” He said as he was carrying my jacket. “Now? We just got here?” I asked surprised as he nodded and grabbed my arm. “Yes now.” He growls softly and pulled me along with him. “Okay, okay, you’re hurting my arm.” He immediately let go of me and walks a bit quicker to the car, I was trying to keep up the pace but he was way faster. “Get in.” He opened the passenger door for me and waited impatiently for me to get in. I got in and he immediately slammed the door shut, causing me to jump in my seat.

“What’s going on?” I quietly asked him as he got in the car. “Nothing.” He said as he turned the engine on. “Well there is something because you….” He turned his head to me and all I saw was anger. “It’s because of you!” He yelled at me. I wasn’t afraid of him but I wasn’t comfortable either. “Me?” My voice sounded small, like a kid who was in trouble. “Yes you!” I didn’t know why or what I did done wrong. “I don’t understand…what did I do?” He sighs and looks away from me. “Khamzat?” He stayed quiet and drove us back home.

The whole ride was quiet, he was still angry as he was mumbling in Russian to himself. He was squeezing in the steering wheel and his eyes were filled with rage. He parked the car and got out very quickly, smelling the door behind him shut. I quietly followed him, holding my head down. I carefully closed out front door and walked away from him, leaving him be.

Khamzat POV

She hung up her jacket and quietly walked away, probably going upstairs. “Where are you going?” She stopped in her tracks and turned around slowly. She was looking at the ground. “Upstairs.” Her voice was quiet. “Why?” I walked over to her, looking at her body language. “I don’t know.” She whispered as I stood in front of her. “Look at me.” I said sternly. She slowly rise her head up. Her eyes were filled with tears but not afraid or scared, just confusion. “You’re staying here, I’m not done with you.” She nodded and I walked away from her again “Can you tell me why?”

“You know why, don’t act all so innocent now with me." I huffed and she starts to smile. "Are you jealous?" I quickly turned around to look at her and she starts to giggle. "I'm not jealous, I'm angry." she gently shook her head and walks over to me. "You are jealous, nothing to be ashamed of baby." Her soft fingers touched my chest and I completely lost it.

Y/n POV

I gently touched his chest and he wrapped his arms around my torso and thrown me over his shoulder. A loud giggle escaped my mouth and I grabbed him firmly, afraid of falling down. "I'll fucking show you what I am right now, and believe me I'ts not jealously." He lightly spanked my ass as he brought me to our bedroom. "I'm sorry Khamzat, please don't ruin this dress."

I was laying in our bed, my dress was lying neatly on his desk as he undress me carefully but that gentleness was gone now. "You wish I was jealous baby." He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back to him. "Turn around." I sighed and turned around, knowing what will come next. His large beaten up hands moved over my skin, from my back to my ass. "Don't tease....I didn't even do anything." He chuckled and squeezed with both of his hands in my ass. "Too late princess."

He was rough, rougher than normally. Pounding his dick in and out my pussy. Edging me as he was trying to ruin me. "Please Khamzat..." I whined out as he slowed down again as I was getting close again. "One more baby....one more." He grunted as he his left hand was squeezing my ass. "I-I can't...." He gently pushed me over flat on my stomach as he rested his head on the back of my shoulder. "Be a good girl for me." His accent was thicker than normally as he was getting close again.

Khamzat POV

She was getting exhausted and her body was giving up on her as her legs started to tremble. "I-I..." I smirked and placed a few kisses on her back. "I know princess." Her walls were squeezing around my dick but she was trying to hold her orgasm back, like I told her. "You promise baby?" I whispered in her right ear. She nods and a soft moan escaped from her. "I need you to say it baby, promise me your mine." I softly bite in her shoulder. "I promise."

She was laying on her stomach, tired and overstimulated. "You okay baby?" She tiredly hums and I got up. "I'll be right back princess." I grabbed a pair of joggers and walked to our bathroom. I made her a warm bath and grabbed her some comfortable clothes. "princess, come let's get you cleaned up." She was covered in sweat, a little bit of blood and my sperm. "Okay..." I gently picked her up and carried her over to the bathroom. "I made you a bath." I gently lowered her into the bathtub and a soft sigh escaped from her. "Do you need something?" She nods and reached out to me. "Join me please."

She was lying on my chest, almost sleeping as i was watching some TV. "I'm sorry if I hurt you, I don't know what happened to me." I felt some regret as I saw her body, a few bruises and how tired she is. "I'm okay..." She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes looking at me. "It was wrong from me to hurt you like that, I'm sorry." She tiredly smiles and nuzzles her head against the crook of my neck. "I know, but now we know how this felt." I smiled and placed a kiss on the top of her head. "Yes we do princess."

[injailoutsoongato]

Yandere/dark khamzat please

Khamzat x Reader

c.w : dark content

Khamzat really was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, during his time in the UFC. Much to the others, Everyone hid behind a mask,

Khamzat was one of them. Though he seemed friendly out in the media and was a kind soul, but really his mind was a tornado and hazard of never-ending dark thoughts. It was a hellhole inside there, it was always consisting of , ‘what if;’ that was the question. What if? Khamzat wouldn’t really know why they came into his mind or how it started. He’d think it was nothing, but it didn’t take soon to realize right away, it was in his nature. The Borz who was already destroying everyone who stepped in his way, it made it worse that if he had these thoughts while fighting it was as if could this get any more brutal? The male ushered away thoughts of his love life until he meets you all the way back in Dubai. You had been working at ringside as a nurse. His infamous fight with Li that ended in just 5 minutes was worse, They’d wait until they saw his off aired-matches, there was no rules as if it was nothing barred. He never held back. If he needs, he’d go bare knuckles. He was cruel in the octagon, he recognized you being the one who rushed to his opponent who seemed to have been injured badly because of the harsh knockout Khamzat had given the poor man. Yet the story had never ended here, he seen you more often, but you did wonder. How the hell he knew your shoe size.Yes it was seemingly that he had found out you worked at a retail store nearby. Near a boutique. And he happend to ‘pass by’ to check around the store and buy himself something. And since that day he’d been sending you his letters in broken English. Flowers. Chocolates. And you were confused. At first you didn’t know it was him, but suspected it since when those gifts came, he never visited on those days. But he did directly the day after. The gifts would not stop. Going to your home was even worse as it started to feel unsafe. ‘I ADORE YOU’ Looking like it was written by a mad man on the sink. With blood. And the murders that happened around town? And he didn’t seem to bat an eye, and was gone like a hiatus. Until you came to him sobbing the day, you didn’t know why you went to him. It was all confusing.he gave gifts. Or not? He disappeared. He appears again, now disappears yet again, and it was a loop.He was shushing you and rubbing your back as his other arm went to wrap around your mid back. Pulling you closer to him and laying you on the soft black sheets of his bed as he snakes both arms around from under you, he had acted all concerned when he knew this was a facade and he had planned this step by step like a Wolf luring in its food. He knew what he was doing lying to a sweet girl. He didn’t even give this time. How could he do this all under a few weeks? But now he had you, the big Russian male cooing at your ear as his hand brushed your wet cheek and rubbed it, knowing you would melt at his gentleness. He had always expected you to kiss him if you got something from him. Soft lips on him as his beard nipped at your soft skin, it was how much you listened to him. Affection payed by affection.

Feeling the sharp tip of a needle dig into your shoulder before passing out in his arms was the last thing that had happened. You felt betrayed almost as if you knew what just happened after a minute it seemed, your eyes pricked with tears as you looked up at him. It was the last thing, he left you pressed against him panting and huffing, crying out in pain as the needle jabbed in while he was putting your tears away as he wiped them with his knuckles but they kept flowing like a river. The liquid burned and its effect was heavy. Puffy lips around his, you were too out of it, and you couldn’t do anything, he bowed to slip in a third or fourth kiss until you were breathless. Still laying against him immobile. And his lovesick look took over, he wasn’t really sorry, he had his sweet girl now.

And you went missing

[yourimagines]

Can you do a baysangur chamsoudinov (baki) or khamzat chimaev a cute headcanons or one shot without smut or just light smut ?? Thank youu 🩵

Hi, thank you for your request, I hope you like this one

Biggest fan

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Swearing, Soft, Fluff

Y/N POV

My younger brother is a mega fan of the UFc and our parents made me to go with him to a UFC fight, they didn't want him to go alone so here we are....searching for our seats in a stadium full of people ready to see some fights.

"Please stay close to me, mom would kill me if I lose you in these crowds." I grabbed his shoulder to slow him down a bit. "I'm sorry, I'm just so hyped for this night." I nodded but kept him close to me. "I know buddy but you can freak out when we are at our seats."

We both found our seats, close by the octagon and he freaked out a little bit. "oh my god, this is awsome." I smiled and sat down. "Mom and dad are so awsome for this." he sat down and grabbed his phone, Filming around him. A guy sat down next to me, smiling at my brother. "Sorry, It's his first time." I said to the guy. "It's fine, he looks very happy." I nodded and looked back at my brother. "I'm sending this one to dad." He looked at me and smiled. "Okay cool buddy."

The first fight just ended and he was thrilled. "this is so much cooler than watching it at home from the tv." He clapped in his hands and grabbed his soda. "I'm happy that your having fun." i grabbed my phone and send our mom a text that he was having fun. "Oh my god." He whispers as the guy that sat next to me stands up to greet someone. "What?" He was looking at him in awe. "That is Khamzat Chimaev." He tapped on my knee in excitement. “Please don’t do anything embarrassing….”

Khamzat POV

I sat back down and looked to my right, the kid was looking at me but soon as he saw I was looking at him he looked away. “Sorry, he’s a big fan of you.” She says with a light blush on her cheeks. “It’s okay, hey kid do you want a picture?” He looked back at me with a grin on his face, nodding in excitement. “Come here then.” He rushed over and gave his phone to her, to snap a picture of us. “Thank you so much mr Chimaev.” He says to me. “No problem kid, I hope you have a good time tonight.” He nods and sits back in his chair. “It’s my best day ever.” I smiled and he looks down at his phone. “I hope you’re not bothered by that, he’s just very excited to be here today.” I shook my head and smiled at her. “I understand, I was just like him when I was his age.”

She stood up to get something to drink and pointed at him. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” He nods and looks around. “Is that your mother or something?” I asked him, he looks at me and shakes his head. “No, that’s my sister.” I nodded slowly. “She’s a good sister then, tagging along with you.” He smiles and nods. “Yeah she’s the best.” He looks back at the octagon and snaps a picture of it. “I’m updating my parents, they didn’t want me to go but my sister talked to them about it. They even got us these seats…” “Do you fight?” He nods slowly. “Yeah…but I’m not that good, they don’t really like it but my dad says it’s better than tennis or anything like that.” I chuckled and nodded. His sister came back and gave him his drink and snacks. “There you go.” “Thanks.”

Y/N POV

He was looking at me with a small smile on his face. “I hope he didn’t bothered you when I was gone” he shook his head. “No…I was bothering him, can I say that you are a good sister to him.” That took me a bit back and emotional to hear it. “Oh, t-thank you.” He immediately say it and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry I didn’t mean to upset you, I was just trying to be nice.” I shook my head at him. "It's fine, I'm just a bit taken back by it." He smiled and leaned a bit closer to me. "I take it as a compliment then." he gave me a wink and moved back into his seat again. I bite down on my lip and looked away from him as I felt my cheeks warm up again.

The fights were over and we were getting ready to leave the stadium. "Stay close to me please." I said as I grabbed him by his shoulders. "I will." Everyone was trying to get back to their car or to catch a bus/taxi. "Let me guide you guys safe to your ride." Khamzat said as people were trying to push through. "Thanks but we don't want to be a burden to you." He waved his hands and gently grabbed my hand. "Don't be stubborn now, Let me help you guys." I nodded and let him guide us through the crowd as my brother was smiling like a crazy madman.

"Thank you so much." He led us safely through the building back to the parking lot. "No problem, do you guys have a ride back?" I nodded and fiddled with my zipper from my jacket. "yes we do, our dad is picking us up." My brother quickly answerd him. He nods and smiles. "Well it was nice meeting both of you." "It was nice meeting you too mr Chimaev." He chirped in before I could say anything. He chuckles and ruffels through his hair. "Be a nice brother to your sister, she's a special one." I started to blush and looked shy at him. "Oh I will mr Chimaev." I rolled my eyes at him. "Look y/n, dad is here." He points at the car and runs to it. "Well that was it, Thank you again you defently made his day." He shrugs and smiles. "I hope I made your day aswell." I shyly nodded at him. "Here, just in case you need a guide again." He gave me a paper with his number on it and walks away. "Thanks, I think I will need it again very soon!" I quickly ran to the car and got in.

"And are you dating him already?" My brother asks me. "Who?" My father asks surprised. "No one." "Khamzat Chimaev." we said at the same time. Our father rolled his eyes at us as we started to argue. “Stop lying.” I slightly pushed his against his shoulder. “You stop lying, you have his number.” He pushed me back. “Hey! come on be nice to each other….” Our father shot us a glare and we both stopped and kept quiet for the whole ride.

I was looking down at the folded paper in my hands, smiling at the thought of him. “You are so in love with him.” He whispered to me. I playfully pushed him and smiled. “I think I am in love with him…”

[yourimagines]

I saw you write about UFC fighters could you do sfw and nsfw alphabet for Khamzat? I'm looking everywhere for Khamzat, but low key no one writes about him. I think he deserves some love too

of course he does, I'll start with a SFW one.

What he likes about you fluff

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Fluff

A = Admiration, what he absolutely adore about you: he adores that you love his family and friends, your always trying to understand them and even trying to speak their language. It really makes him proud to have a girlfriend like you.

B = Body, what is his favorite part of your body: your soft hands, the way they fit perfectly in his hands and that they are so small and soft makes him all protective over you.

C = Cuddling, how he likes to cuddle: he’s the big spoon, his arms wrapped over your shoulders, loosely wrapped around your neck as you snuggle your head against his arms.

D = Dates, what his ideal date with you would look like: Staying at home, surprising you with gifts as you cook some dinner. He’s always trying to you help you out but he’s not very good at it, he just makes sure the table is set and your gift beautifully wrapped up.

E = Emotions, how he express his emotions around you: He tries to tell you about what’s going on in his life but mostly he bottles his emotions away, causing him to burst everything out at the same time.

F = Family, does he want one? If he does, when: he wants to marry you, live together and have a big family together. He wants it now but he waits for you to be ready for the next steps in life but when you are ready….

G = Gifts, how he feels about gift giving? What is his habit when it comes to this: he brings you flowers, sends you flowers. Buys everything you like, gifting everything you want. Sometimes he treats you by giving his card when you go out shopping.

H = Holding Hands, when/how he likes to hold hands: he likes to hold you in the old school way but behind closed doors, your not married yet and wants to respect you but when you are married he will hold hands in public, sometimes fingers twined together.

I = Injury, how he would act if you got hurt: he gets angry and worried. He yells mostly in Russian and will knock somebody out if they don’t help you/him. He will pace around and thinks how stupid he is for letting this happen to you.

J = Jokes, does he likes to joke around with or prank you and how: yes but not in public places, he respects you and doesn’t like to embarrass you in front of others. The pranks you pull on each other are not mega but they are funny.

K = Kisses, how he likes to kiss you: Slow with you on his lap so he can hold you by your waist, he loves to take it slow, to show you how much he loves you.

L = Love, how he shows you he loves you: buying gifts, driving you around, respecting you and making sure you know that, buying you flowers and all ways taking care of you. He also loves to kiss you and hold you in his arms.

M = Memory, favourite memory together: going to your first live fight night, he brought the best tickets and made sure you loved it, he got you some drinks and snacks. He made sure you met some of the fighters and took you out for food/dinner afterwards.

N = Nightmare, what is his worst fear: Someone hurting you, like seriously hurting you.

O = Oddity, what is one quirk he haves: He’s silly with you, he likes to make these weird food combinations and watch cartoons with you.

P = Pet Names, what he likes to call you: Babe and honey

Q = Quality Time, how he likes to spend time with you: at home, watching some tv, training together in his home gym, going for a walk or swim, doing anything you want.

R = Rhythm, what song reminds you of him: that one song everyone puts under their Khamzat edits, when you hear that one, you think immediately about him.

S = Secrets, how open is he with you: he’s open with you, he shares his secrets because he trusts you.

T = Time, how long did it take you to get together: it took two months for him to properly asked you to be his.

U = Upset, how does he acts when you’re upset: angry, he will get angry and afterwards he’s the person who apologise and tries to make it up with you.

V = Vaunt, what is he proud of, Does he likes to show you off: He doesn’t really like to show you off like a prize but he loves to bring you around his family, showing them your good to him and that he’s good for you.

W = Warrior, how would he feel about you fighting? Would he fight for you: he would fight everybody (smash everybody). Nobody is talking crap about you, he will make sure of that.

X = X-Ray, how well can he read you: He doesn’t see everything, he will see the basic things and knows when your not feeling well but that’s it, he doesn’t really know when your giving him these small hints.

Y = Yes, how would he propose to you: somewhere private, probably in a fancy hotel on a balcony.

Z = Zen, what makes him feel calm: chilling around, your hands touching his back. After a good fight or training.