#yandere kurono x reader

[melancholymegumi]

melody's current thoughts . . . 💭

being overhaul’s special test subject ♡ but, you've accepted your phase and had become more comfortable around them— bratty even.

content warnings ; little space , bratty reader , hari is your main caretaker , Kai experiments on you , diapers/pull-ups, piss , they put you and treat you like a baby in the car , you wet yourself on the carseat and Kai degrades you for it, reader is an iPad kid. nothing smutty just fluff ):< (ew)

Hari was always the one who carries you, bathed you and buy you pretty toys! If, you've been good of course. He's also the one to let you hold plushies while getting absolutely tormented by Kai — Kai's against it, but let it slide as long as it doesn't interfere with the experiment.

I've always thought about this too— going somewhere far for a work trip with Kai and Hari, them forcing you to come along just to make sure you don't run away, they know you won't , but a precaution is needed.

Of course for the 5 hour long ride Hari had to put you pull-ups , maybe the ones with the pretty patterns if you're lucky. Kai also doesn't wanna admit it, but even if he's the “cleanest” he's still the dirtiest out of everyone. Forcing Hari to feed you more water and telling him to ignore you everytime you said you needed to go, soon making you wet yourself and degrades you for it. “I told you to be fucking patient and you couldn't even wait? I thought you said you were a big girl, maybe not. You're just a useless mutt who doesn't know how to follow orders and just wants to be pampered all day aren't you? Now poor Hari has to clean up your mess. Don't you feel guilty? Do we need to potty train you again?” and you're just sitting there crying , I mean how could you not? He was so mean for no reason! He was the one that ignored you.

Also, getting gifts for being good (2) !! It's nothing that you ever asks for though, you could be asking for a novel and he'll bring you back a dollhouse. After all , aren't you too little for that? Can you even read?

Hari also feeds you food. All of them are soft foods – and disgustingly healthy too. Porridge , oats , mushed up carrots even. Sometimes you get the good stuff— carbonara spaghetti (that he cuts into bite size pieces) , pancakes (with blue berries and less sugar syrup) all the good stuff. Snacks are a different story. You're only allowed to snack about 2-4 times a day, 5 if you're lucky. The snacks are always pretzels , baby carrots , veggie straws and apple sauce. All of the food that's mainly for toddlers.

If he feels nice, you could play on his iPad! Of course, Hari’s watching you if he's not there— only watching the shows he allows you to watch, and games that he approves of. The iPad had parental control too, which was always annoying. Don't let getting an iPad thru your head though— if you refuses to sleep without it, you'll be forced to sleep with a few melatonin gummies and the experiments will be done without any meds to take the pain away ♡

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

wisteria with hari kurono please?? 🤍

cw: Yandere Themes, Religious Imagery, Sacrilegious Themes, Hints of Kidnapping, Use of Drugs / Sedatives, Graphic Imagery, Hinted Stalking, 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: Thanks for this request! I really like Kurono. This was fun to write. It was definitely a prompt that made me think! REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN—READ TAGS! This was a prompt from "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" and can be found here . I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

PROMPT: Wisteria (Long Life, Immortality): "Tell me I'm your God/Goddess and I'll grant you a slice of Heaven."

word count: Approximately 1.2k.

You’re stumbling.

The floors seem to warble, they rush around in strange angles, a flock of birds scattered and frantic, and your arms swipe out for any sort of way to grasp those wings and whisk away too. Tears are streaming down your face, or maybe that’s blood, but you feel like you’re looking into a fishbowl and its fins tickle your cheeks and you wonder if you’re even crying. A stack of books open, their pages fluttering, and you wonder when the epilogue will draw to a close. You think you can see your life on each page, but they’re too fast and you can’t help but feel like you’re hallucinating even being alive.

Footsteps, is that what that is? There are claps of something plastic against the floor, into the darkness, reverberating, and you know that air recycles around you but you’re not gasping it in. Someone is walking behind you, a car tailgating, headlights on bright, blinding, and you can feel that they’re getting closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and

“There’s no point in running.”

A line slices between your brows, splitting the seam of your face, the cawing of a raven. You want to glance around, you do, and you feel like your landline’s been snipped. No tone, no message after the beep. You hope the voice won’t speak again, its odd tenor lilting into bass. Perhaps that saxophone has a blistered reed, and if you focus on the elongating hallways, you’ll be able to hear the trumpets on the horizon, that peachy swan. You know that voice. It’s terrifying, and that reed splinters more and more.

“I’ve hit you with the hour hand, so you’re not getting very far anyway. I’m surprised you’ve been able to get to this point.”

Is it because you’re lucky? Or has he been methodically stalking behind you, watching you trip over your own two left feet, watching your arms flail pathetically, watching you gag, watching you beg with wordless pleas? You know he has. Why are you even asking yourself these rhetorical questions? Maybe because you’re hoping some sort of ethos will nibble on the crux of your jaw, will whisper sweet nothings to comfort you, to tell you that this isn’t as bad as it will be. How long will this last? It’s like mushrooms are pooling into your veins, on a slingshot that keeps tensing backwards, and you’re rocking roughly gentle, and you think that there are hums dragging your body down below the current. If psychedelics steer your body into the ground, will those arrows shoot forward again, cottonmouths, vipers, rattles, and snatch you up?

“This is my fault, I’ll admit that. I should have put a chain on you, but I guess I miscalculated the exact dosage of the sedative. Maybe I don’t have your accurate body weight? Height? I’ve looked at the most recent doctor’s papers, but it has been a while since your last visit. My bad.”

Does he know what your endocrine system looks like too? Does he know each neuron, each axon, each hormone, each receptor, each cell, each threshold? Does he know the inner mechanisms of your subcortical structures? Hindbrain? Does he know how your hypothalamus works specifically? Can he target your front lobe? Parietal? Temporal? Occipital? Even your fucking cerebellum? Has he figured out their coding? Has he found a way to alter all of their functions until the floor swallows you and he can pull you by your ankles back into that desolate white room?

Who even is this man?

“I didn’t want to resort to this, of course. It just kind of happened. If you wouldn’t have run away, you wouldn’t be so… like this.”

How can he be so formal? So fake? Your head is spinning in ways that don’t comprehend reality. There shouldn’t be a way for your ankles to twist upwards, shouldn’t be a way for your downcast eyes to cross backwards and forwards, shouldn’t be a way for your heart to shred into two before reforming into loops. You just want a name—you just want a name.

“Hurting you wasn’t a priority. I wanted more than this. I wanted it to be easy, but you’re making it kind of difficult. But I’m sure you can already tell that.”

Just keep going, even if the slick underneath the soles of your feet, the jelly and jams of snails, trails behind you like vomit and spittle and slows you down. You can do this, you can get out of here. The darkness doesn’t want to swallow you, doesn’t want its throat to constrict around your shuddering frame, the refocusing of a camera lens, the click, the growling technology.

“Sigh. Listen, listen to me genuinely. You don’t have to be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you… again.”

The jelly turns into gum, turns into plasters that rip off your follicles, peel at your skin, residue on a windshield. It’s getting harder to breathe, but maybe that’s the extra poison he stabbed into you whenever you slipped underneath his legs. You shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have hit your knees to the floor and crawled, shouldn’t have barreled, back slamming against the ground, rattling your skull, just to escape him. That needle was sharp, that arrow was sharp.

“All I want is for this to be perfect. Tell me I’m your God and I’ll grant you a slice of Heaven.”

Insane, he’s so insane. He can’t be there in the head. Whatever verses, whatever psalms, whatever dead sea scrolls, whatever avesta, whatever sacred texts he’s built this foundation upon are just words on a page. Maybe it’s what he wants, maybe there’s a reason, maybe that’s why your knees wobble and give out. That’s why the balls of your palms ache whenever your nails clatter to the floor.

There are worms wriggling around the edges of your vision, dancing, singing, laughing, rejoicing, hallelujah, hallelujah. And you can’t focus on the sound of his approaching footsteps, the drumbeats, the way your ears hear whistles and bells, the way the floor grows hotter and hotter, melting oil and broiling lakes, and you feel like those cloudy acres shift into burning flames. He’s almost here, imminent domain.

“Will you love me like I ask?”

You can’t respond, the words are glue and bondage taped around your throbbing tongue. Maybe you were never crying, maybe that’s why drool is seeping from your ducts, maybe the romans were right. There’s a tourniquet in your body that loses its threads, and your side collapses, the puzzle pieces of the tiles filled with hymns and sins.

He stops. Your eyes are blurry whenever you slowly turn your head. Those lava gray locks are snakes swaying in the wind, those piercingly cold eyes. There’s a memory in your head, a face behind fencing, something tucked away, a name, a person, recognition. But that won’t save you now.

“Because, you know, it’s not like you have much of a choice.”

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE HARI KURONO HEADCANONS

So, this guy is a FREAKING SADIST!!! And that's not a shocker considering the fact that he used to work with Overhaul

He never really had time for such a useless thing like love in his life. He always thought love was stupid and pointless and having someone else in his life would just distract him from his goals but... after he saw YOU, a pro hero, fighting against them along with the other pro heroes, for the VERY FIRST time EVER in his life, he started viewing love in a different way. He felt his heart beat go out of the roof as he saw you but he couldn't help but feel sad that you were fighting against them 

Pretty soon after the fight was over, Kurono made sure not to hurt you or even lay a finger on you since he was now OBSESSED with you. Who were you? 

He tried doing some research about you like what sort of a pro hero you were and wanted to find out more about your quirk and what all you did as a part of your daily routine 

You can BET he sent some men of his and installed cameras in YOUR OWN house to see what you were always up to. He fell in love with you even more quickly and whenever he'd see someone else step foot into your house, he'd just be raging with jealousy and anger. How DARE you do something like that? Inviting other people to your home while you have someone who's watching over you? True, you might still not know that yet so he started making his presence around you more.... conspicious aka. send you some anonymous gifts 

After a few days, you'd always get something like your favorite box of chocolates in the mail, or some sappy love letter or love poem for you and a bunch of flower bouquets and all that. For a while you thought it was cute but then it started getting out of hand when he wrote 'I love you my darling' on your bathroom mirror. And then he started doing even MORE creepy things like sending you pictures of where you're going and saying how beautiful and cute you looked and saying how he should kill those pathetic friends of yours since they're 'stealing' you away from him 

You went to the other pro heroes and told them about that person, however, those who tried helping you ended up in hospitals for many weeks after long and continuous villain attacks at 'random places' 

He decided to kidnap you as soon as possible, like maybe in a week or so since he just couldn't STAND you being around other people

When it comes to the kidnapping, I think he's just gonna ask some of his goons to drag you and drug you in an alleyway before you have the chance of using your quirk. When they bring you back to his place and when he watches you sleep, he can't help but think how innocent and cute and adorable you were for this world. You were an angel, who didn't care about things like money and fame like the other corrupt heroes. You wanted to save people and you were different from the rest.....

If he has to deal with rivals, he won't have time for that since he's going to be too busy trying to discipline you, but however, if he needs to take out his anger, he'll take it out on you and the person who's gonna get tortured and finally killed by him. Bonus, you're going to have to watch the horror show since he'll force you saying how he's going to die and it's your fault for not loving him and all that 

You'll be forced to love this sadistic person eventually. Don't EVER try getting on his bad side like trying to drive him over the edge and trying to escape. He's gonna leave you in isolation and behave in a REALLY sadistic manner with you till you're practically BEGGING him to make you feel loved by him and he'll certainly have a cocky evil smile on his lips 

He might spoil you a little bit, buying you whatever you want if you're good and he'll let you roam ONLY in the house. He can't risk you going out and no doubt he'll ask some people to always keep a close eye on you. I don't know if this guy is good at being romantic and all but let's just say that he likes holding on to your small figure and hugging you 

Overhaul will be DAMN PISSED when he sees you on his lap for meetings but eventually he'll just get used to your presence and might even offer Kurono to give you regular checkups once in a while (Oh wow, since WHEN did OVERHAUL get so NICE!!?) 

Kurono might be good to you. Just don't piss him TF off else he's gonna introduce you to his favorite knife TvT

[shini--chan]

Hello, I recently read your latest yandere Overhaul fic (by the way, I loved it, it's very true to the character, congratulations!) And I've been thinking about a scenario with poly!Chronohaul (sorry, I don't know if you write "poly") where the reader runs away and encounters a hero (not very creative, but I was curious).

Sorry my english

Hello there, don't worry, your English is better than you think. Let's se what I can whip up here:

Yandere Chronohaul x Reader - Blindspot

Word count: ~9k Synopnsis: Exploiting a moment of their weakness, you manage to escape. Luck seems to be on your side, you even find shelter by a pro-hero, then it isn't anymore. Trigger warnings: discussions of kidnapping, isolation and punishment and gore. Rated mature (further warnings not mentioned to prevent spoilers.)

Were it under other circumstances, you would have taken the time to enjoy being outside for the first time in months. Even the stale city air of Mustafaa was refreshing compared to the recycled and sanitised air you got down in the Yakuza basement. Your heart was beating as fast as that of a mouse and anxiety made your senses sharp. Every rustle of leaves, every flash of lights in the distance and the commotion of a neighborhood slowly falling asleep made your fear spike. Which was influencing you more - the rabbit-like fear of running from danger, or having spent so much time in sterile circumstances with set parameters that you were now overwhelmed. 

Your muscles were severely atrophied. Each step made your legs burn and your lungs ache, yet you continued to push yourself forwards. After all, with each passing second they could be closing in on you, finally having noticed your absence. It really was a stroke of luck that you managed to slip through the cracks. While your more outrageous escape attempts had died down months ago, you had nevertheless kept a watchful eye out for any cracks in Chisaki’s elaborate cage. 

Imagine your surprise when one domino tripped another one over, and a party of some kind gave you the opening you needed. Carefully bent hair pins had opened the door, and it had been easy to lull the sleepy and intoxicated guard to sleep. The commotion upstairs had overshadowed any noises your scampering had caused. Yet … 

Kurono and Chisaki weren’t to be taken lightly, and one or the other or both could have been on their way to seek some peace and quiet in the comfort of your arms when you finally managed to slip out the kitchen window. 

Best get to the busier inner city instead of remaining stuck in the suburbs - with all the people around, they would have a harder time finding you. Not to mention that they wouldn’t be able to just swoop in and scoop you up. The question was if you would even make it that far. Yet you just seemed to be stumbling into ever filthier and rundown neighborhoods. 

Your vision was already swimming from all the physical exertion and you were starting to feel slightly nauseous. The past months had featured a calculated diet and a lifestyle tailored for that of a precious human doll, not an ordinary citizen or even an athlete. Finally, you couldn’t bear it anymore and unceremoniously collapsed on a bench by the road. The squeak of protest the metal gave grated in your ears. 

Taking deep breaths, you tried to calm yourself down. The coppery taste of your own blood lingered in the back of your throat and you felt awfully queasy. Above you, the tree branches and the electric cables swam. Closing your eyes only brought you minor relief. You leaned forward and rested your head on your knees. 

What on earth should you do now? Where could you go where neither Chisaki nor Kuruno would find you? Your old life wasn't much of an option - it would be the first place they would look and your loved ones would be the first people they would threaten. While you had managed to swipe some money on your way out, as well as some other bits and bobs, it wouldn't last you forever. 

The wind weaving through your tresses reminded you too much of Chrono running his fingers through your hair. He had forced you to grow it out, much to his friend's charigin. The memory caused an involuntary shiver to shake your body. 

Now that the adrenaline high was gradually abating, and you were no longer keeping yourself hot by running, the winter chill was making itself noticeable. The cold sweat on your brow and your back made you shiver in spite of the oversized coat you were wearing. Instinctively you drew yourself closer together. To make matters worse, you weren't even wearing proper shoes and the linen of the indoor loafers were soaked through. Now that you paid attention, you couldn't feel your toes anymore. 

To confirm your fears, you scuffed your foot against some of the snow on the ground. A strange jolt shot up your leg and the absence of feeling in your toes was more noticeable. It was like having rubber mockups attached to your foot instead of actual flesh-and-blood appendages. You swore under your breath. All the movement made you more ill. The nausea was coupled with dizziness now. 

You could already hear Chiskai tutting at your pathetic state and explaining in that oh so condescending voice of his that this was what you rightfully got for running away. He was like oil - slick and slippery and contaminating in a way that you would never be able to get rid of him. You’d forever have his voice whispering in your head as an embodiment of your doubts and fear. It wasn’t aided by the fact that he was right so often. Bad girls like you always got the shorter end of the stick due to not listening to their betters. If only you’d listen to his guidance and treat it like the gospel it was, then…

“Are you alright, kid?”

A voice tore you from your spiralling thoughts and you startled. Before you, there was a middle aged man in a gaudy hero costume. 

You couldn't stop shivering. At this point, it was no longer due to the winter cold or your wet clothing. The soaked garments had long since been discarded and banished to a bucket in the bathroom. Now you were huddled on a couch and dressed in baggy clothing graciously provided by your saviour. Canine Instinct, the hero who had given you refuge, gave you a concerned look and carefully handed you a lidded mug with a straw in it.

“Careful there. Drink slowly but drink everything, alright? It is just lukewarm, not hot, so don't worry about burning your tongue. You are now coming down from your adrenaline high and you also spent a lot of time out in the cold. So you need sugar now, or else you'll crash”, he cautioned you.

While you knew that the cup was just warm, yet it burned to touch from the roots of your palms to your fingertips as you accepted it. Feeling re-entered your fingers painfully, and your flesh tingled uncomfortably. With trembling hands you lifted the beverage and took some careful and slow sips through the straw.

The rich, creamy flavour of hot chocolate flooded your senses. Having something so decadent and aromatic after months of a strictly controlled diet really was a treat, utter heaven to be precise. It provided some form of comfort and eased the marrow deep fear that was making you quake.

Sighing, you allowed yourself to sink into the couch. Tension bleed from your shoulders and extremities, and you turned your focus away from your surroundings and zeroed in on the treat.

All of this, running away and finally being free, finally no longer having to cater to the whims of two eccentric men, finally not having to abide by their stringent rules any longer, had felt so surreal. It still did, though you were no longer neigh fully convinced that this was all a pipe dream or an elaborate hallucination. There was still the ember of doubt in the back of your mind, nagging that this was all a trap that was about to spring shut at any moment.

Yet what would you do if it really was a trap? As of now, you were too vulnerable and sluggish to escape or also defend yourself. If you had stayed outside, you would have frozen to death sooner or later, if the hero would have even let you commit such a passive suicide. Overhaul's care had made you soft and fragile - yet another reason to loathe him.

“Thanks a lot”, you rasped in between sips. The ruggish features of your rescuer soften to a small smile. He rolled his shoulders and the ripples beneath the blue-yellow hero costume spoke of a healthy and trained body. “Just doing what was proper, kid.”

It was cute how the hero was downright sheepish now. He rubbed the back of his head and pointedly avoided eye contact by staring off to the side. Your heart started to hammer and your cheeks burned. Yet you were quick to shake yourself out of it and you averted your gaze as well.

Now was not the time to bat eyes at strangers, you admonished yourself. Was it because of your prior social isolation that you were now extraordinarily sensitive to new people? It would make sense; you had avoided developing fuzzy feelings for either Chisaki or Kurono and now that a somewhat passable person had presented himself, you were becoming emotional.

Or you were being a stereotypical damsel in distress. All too quick to be charmed by the knight in shining armour. All too eager to sow a bright future and glorious future now that you were no longer in danger.

Your shivering had died down, now that had introduced some sugar into your system. The silence between the two of you was now awkward. His hand switched from the back of his neck to his arm, and he rubbed the polyester fabric thoughtfully. The silence that reigned was awkward and it made your skin crawl. You rubbed your feet together beneath the blanket and prayed for another miracle to happen. Anxiety made your heart flutter, you tightened your fingers around the ceramic in your hands.

“You must still be cold! I’ll go get the heater”, he mumbled. Before you could say anything to that, he already slipped out of the room and left you on your lonesome.

With a sigh, you sunk into yourself and angrily nursed your beverage. Mind you, you weren’t angry at him, you were angry at yourself. Clearly spending months on end locked away in some Yakuza base of operation had severely degraded your social skills, amongst other things. Seeing the same set of faces, and only really being allowed to converse with two of them hadn’t done you any favours. While in their tender care, you thought you might die due to sheer boredom or a scorned Chisaki or Kurono. Now, you were evidently in danger of finding your end due to social anxiety and emotional clumsiness.

Once upon a time, you had struck conversations with strangers on the train while travelling. That all had rotten away to reduce you to being an emotional mess once you saw an unfamiliar person. Looking back, it was a stroke of macabre luck that you had been too out of it due to exhaustion and the beginnings of hypothermia to panic when the hero had approached you an hour or so ago to think about social implications. Even though both of them were the root of this development, you could very well imagine your kidnappers citing this as a reason as to why you had to be shielded from the rest of the world.

Taking a large gulp of hot chocolate and thus finishing off the mug, you placed it on the coffee table next to the musty sofa. With nothing better to do, other than stew in your own misery, you decided to take a good look around the room.

It was tidy if cramped, and it spoke of a person that wasn’t home often. While there were books stuffed in the shelves and knicknacks strewn across window sills and countertops there was a layer of dust over everything and an odd sort of lifelessness to this living room. There were no photos or items out of order - it looked more like a room from one of those sterile stock photographs. It was sad, because even Chisaki’s office had more of a personal touch to it than this apartment.

Canine Instinct marched through the living room door the next moment, a portable heater in hand. The device was plugged in, and he placed it close to you. The switch was flipped and the heater came to life with an audible whirl and hum. Soon, it enemated a comfortable warmth. You stretched your legs out and flexed your toes.

“Don’t go too close. We don’t need you setting the blanket or your socks on fire”, he warned you. The floundering from before had disappeared out the window now that he could play protector again. You didn’t know whether to label his attention demeaning or flattering. Instead of reprimanding him, you just giggled quietly. Mixed feelings really are a pain.

“Yeah, thanks for the warning. The brain fog is lifting so I don't think I'm gonna do anything rash soon.”

He settled down on the couch, all while maintaining a respectable distance from you. Not that body contact would throw you off centre, at least not when it would be coming from him. Not when he had half-carried you to his home. It had been maddening how he had barked at you to keep your legs moving, lest you be unable to move them. Only Overhaul's punishments of drugging you up to the gills had prevented you from expressing your annoyance beyond facial expressions.

“It was very lucky that you found me out there, and I can't thank you enough”, you started. While your times as an unwilling shut-in had degraded your social skills and the tact needed to navigate interpersonal situations, it hadn't eroded your manners. Best start there and build up on that basis.

“I hope that I didn't interrupt anything important, Canine Instinct.”

The hero scoffed and shook his head, the brown-black hair swaying as he did so. He appeared to be oddly tired at that moment.

“Don’t mention it. And call me Teru. Too many people throw up their hands nowadays when somebody else is in need. This was the least I can do”, he explained. Next to the derision aimed at the everyman, there was a jaded quality to his voice. It stood in sharp contrast to his fumbling behaviour from earlier.

You shifted so that you were facing him. The makeshift underwear fashioned out of torn bed sheets chafed at your too soft skin as you did so. He had given you his name, that was a good sign that you weren’t being too rigid in his gestures, and that he was warming up to you.

“And because it is not a certain thing there is only more reason to be thankful”, you protested. Here, you were earnest. If he had come a bit later, then the negative consequences of your actions would have been more severe, or even permanent. Or even worse, maybe your two kidnappers would have found you. “You did save my life, Teru. It is hard not to be thankful.”

Blue eyes looked at you thoughtfully and he imitated your gesture by angling his torso to face you as well. He studied you from a moment, and you felt your skin crawl in anticipation.

“It seems like I have”, Teru finally muttered. It was contemplative and said with wonder. Wasn’t this guy a hero though? Didn’t he swoop around to save people daily?

Suppressing nervous laughter, you turned to ask him: “What were you doing outside? Was it one of your patrols?” By no means could you claim to really know what hero work entailed, with you only aware of the one or the other aspect of it through the news and also pop culture.

Your host leaned back into the musty sofa and closed his eyes.

“Something like that. Not really patrols in the traditional sense, more of a scouting of the neighborhood and analysing weak points and blind spots”, he elaborated. That wasn’t exactly comforting news. Had you stumbled into the arms of a villain?

He opened his eyes once more and fixed you with a calculating expression.

“I'm just in the area to investigate a series of break-ins. You wouldn't happen to be the villain behind those?”

Your face flushed and you felt mortified for a moment. Being put in the spotlight so suddenly was extremely unpleasant. And how could he just straight up accuse you of commiting crimes? Had he just taken you in to nurse you back to health and then interrogate you and slap the handcuffs on your wrists? Worse still, how could you convince him of your innocence without looking like an idiot? It wasn’t like you really had a verifiable alibi. The laughable notion of pulling Kurono up to testify that you had been in mafia hands and incapable of committing any burglaries came to mind.

Then it rushed away as the absurdity of the situation dawned on you and you began to chuckle. Soon you were laughing so hard, that your whole body was shaking and your muscles were beginning to ache again. It was exhilarating - you had gone around with a dour attitude for what felt like a lifetime, and this was a very welcome change of pace.

As a pleasant surprise, he joined in and his face shone with mirth. The hero looked far better with a genuine smile on his face. For a few seconds, the jadedness and the exhaustion melted away. The two of you sat there, laughter ebbing and rising as the humour resonated between the two of you.

“As sorry as I am for shocking you, you should have seen the look on your face!”, he pressed out once both your faces were more than just flushed from all the chucking and giggling.

His laughter came from the belly, and fully matched the smokey baritone he had. As he passed into chortling again, the crow’s feet in the corners of his eyes became deeper. In turn, you tempered yourself for a few moments in order to stop laughing.

“That was very mean of you. You really had me convinced that you were going to arrest me for a moment”, you chided him. The past you might have gone as far as to playfully swat at him, though that person had long since become a matter of the past.

Teru now wore a more comfortable and lighthearted expression. “I know that my brand of humour is very dark and not everybody’s cup of tea. It was definitely worth the try, seeing how tense and on guard you were being”, he elaborated.

Upon his mention of it, you realised your own rigid body language. Despite allowing your body as a whole to sink into the cushions, your shoulders were still slightly hunched and there was tension in your arm and leg muscles. The pain of hyper tense muscles travelled up your back as you cocked your head. Without a doubt, your back was probably as hard as a stone due to all the stiffened muscles; a product of the past few months. Taking a few deep breaths, you consciously unwound the tension in your extremities and lowered your shoulders.

After the bout of merriment and manually relaxing your body, you indeed felt better.

“Sorry about that. It is just that I have been through so much that it is hard to feel safe, even when I logically know that I am.”

The man next you let out a loud exhale and fully turned to you. His body language was open and relaxed, purposefully so. Teru did his best to school his features to a warm and receptive expression - not an easy task for a man with such sharp features. His countenance only softened marginally. There was pity as well, and you couldn't define if the emotion spreading in your chest was relief or frustration.

“It is hard to miss that. You clam up every now and then, you act more like a frightened bunny that is being chased than a human being. While I'm not the most sociable person, I'll still listen to you if you want to talk about your experiences. Best not to be left alone with your thoughts after all”, he said.

In spite of his kind words, you were hesitant to share your burden. Grabbing the edges of the blanket, you cocooned yourself further. Opening your heart would mean exposing yourself to potential attacks and making yourself vulnerable. As tempting as it was to purge the wound of pus, it was nearly safer to keep everything inside. So you stewed in your misery, the concoction becoming more viscous by the minute. Soon you would never be able to free yourself.

What made it worse was that Kurono had been like this all too often. The kidnapper had insisted that you call him Hari and had plied you with books and blankets and fresh fruit. When he had talked with you, it had often been in a soft, warm tone that was more suited for luring in wild animals than conversing with a human. His reasoning had been sound, and with what he had said, you had thought that he emphasised with you. Consequently, you had stepped in his trap, and when he finally revealed his true colours, he had had enough intel to surpass or even rip your defenses down.

Teru sunk into himself after a few minutes of enduring your silence and ran a hand through his hair. Then he rubbed both hands up and down his thighs and sighed shakily. Eyes averted and directed to a distant point out the window, he eventually started talking about himself:

“I’m kind of a mixed bag when it comes to hero work. My quirk enhances all of my senses, for one, so I had a pretty terrible childhood, but that is another can of worms. For most of my career, I’ve been tasked with searching missing people.

“It is hard, gruelling work most of the time, even with a quirk suited for the task. While it is always a delight to find people that had simply gotten lost and were grateful to be rescued and brought home, it wasn't always the case. Far more often we'd find people that were the victims of villains, especially in the years when Almight was in America.”

He gave you a sombre and meaningful look. There was pain in his eyes, and finally it occured to you that all the discrepancies that you were picking up from him were due to him being jaded, of his bitter experiences clashing with his more caring base nature. Your fingers flexed.

“It could be anything from a disorientated or frightened girl to a man mutilated beyond recognition. Often, there wasn’t enough time to give the search party a full briefing, since any search is a race against time, with how things currently are. Therefore, we were never sure what we would find. Most of the time, it would be a terrible surprise that would leave the new members on the team retching, and the seasoned ones with sleepless nights. It is always terrible to have to pack somebody in a body bag and console the families afterwards.

“It is even worse when the person you searched for is dead by their own hand. Suicide never takes pain out of the world, it only transfers it to the people left behind. What follows is worse than usual grief because everybody blames themselves. But most of the time, there are no easy solutions to suicidality. Let me stop here before I divulge into philosophical rambling”, he explained. Towards the end, his voice grew thick and his eyes glassy. He turned his head with a sniff.

Once he gathered his bearings, he turned back to you. He took a shaky breath and quirked his lips to a false smile. Such an expression would be more suited on a softer face; on him, it only accentuated his pain.

“I hung the hat there a few months ago because it just became too much. As of now, I’m concerning myself with easier tasks, like investigating and catching burglars.” He made a sweeping gesture to the living room the two of you were seated in. “As you can see, this place is used and not really lived in yet. Comes from me drowning myself in work to not have to deal with the Gordian knot that is my past. Emotions can really be a pest. Friday nights are for the bar, and the bartender is the closest to a therapist that I can get. I’ve see the best and the worst of humanity, so much so that I can’t bear simply brushing somebody in need aside.”

The latter part of his tale was told in choppy sentences and his words were bittersweet. Teru had opened his heart to you to make you feel more at ease, which was more than anybody had done for you for a long time. To Kurono you had been akin to a pet, and to Chisaki, a doll. Nevertheless, this also pulled on your heart strings and put pressure on you to reciprocate the gesture.

“I am … sorry for what you had to go through. I know that you’ve been through a lot and to be honest, I don’t really know what to say”, you started. It was true, after all. How did you respond to a hero that elaborated on harsh work experience?

Your rescuer let out a small, barking laugh. “While I can understand you now feel the need to console me, you really don’t have to. This was an olive branch.”

You weighed your options and drew your knees to your chest. Your knee jerk instinct was to make up a lie that would be less embarrassing and exposing. Something like being a rich kid that had run away from home, or a tourist that had been mugged. Eventually though, you conceded at any tall tales that you could spin would only come back to bite you. The bitter, disgusting truth it would have to be.

“I was kidnapped by the Yakuza”, you stated. You paused there to gauge his reaction. There was a sharp inhale on his end and some muttered, intelligible cursing. He looked like he wanted to take the reins in his hands and launch into a questioning. Instead, he held himself back, and gave you a stiff nod to continue.

“I don't know what the usual story is of people roped in for organised crime, at least not entirely. There wasn't any fake modeling agency nor had I taken any money in the form of a loan from them. Actually, I didn't have any contact with them and was living a normal life. Things were not spectacular in any way; not very good, nor very bad”, you elaborated.

You forced yourself to unfurl your limbs and stretch. The flesh wasn't as numb as before and there was a pleasant burn as you extended your legs and pointed your toes. Tension curled in your abdomen, like a venomous snake ready to strike. With a shaky exhale you pushed yourself to continue.

“I didn't notice that I was being stalked at first. To me, it was always one of those things that only happen to other people, so I was in denial for the longest time. At first, it was also so easy to brush off as me having an overactive imagination.”

Not being able to contain your fidgeting, you reached forward to snatch the cup. With it in your hands, your twitching and tensing and scratching wouldn't be that obvious. His kindness and hospitality aside, you had still had been an involuntary recluse for the longest time, and furthermore the kidnapping wasn't the easiest thing to talk about.

“Then the gifts started appearing.”

You could recall it with painful clarity. The roses and the candied fruits had been sweet in the beginning, so much so that you had been able to brush the uneasiness aside. Naive as you had been, you had convinced yourself it was just the shy gestures of an acquaintance or co-worker.

“It was normal at first, and easy enough to just label as some cheesy romantic gesture. Then, the gifts started getting weirder and weirder. I got leather gloves and an elaborate filter mask. Next, there were outdated books on quirk theory. These were all things that just popped up on my doorstep, or in my mailbox.

“Then the stalking became more invasive. The gifts started appearing in my apartment, and with letters as well. I was told to avoid people, to not engage with heroes or villains and not to go to the police unless I wanted people to die. Things were stolen or misplaced and they started controlling my diet by replacing food items in my fridge and pantry. I became a nervous wreck and started to isolate myself because I didn't have the slightest clue who it was and who it wasn't.

“Me being at home didn't stop the buglaring or the gift-giving. It only brought me face to face with them and resulted in me getting abducted by the Shie Hassikai.”

Your voice cracked at the end and you were so swept up in emotions that you couldn't continue. Tears spilled down your cheeks and you bowed your head in shame of your own emotional vulnerability. Days upon days you had refused to let yourself dwell on what had happened; it was not like pondering on the what-ifs and has-beens would have improved your situation in any way. You had avoided letting yourself think about that “courtship” in order to not crack.

The hero shifted closer to you, and lay a tentative hand on your back. When you didn’t flinch away, he caressed you.

“Did they want you because of your quirk?”, he asked.

You scoffed derisively. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Though, he wasn’t at fault for asking such a question. Many kidnappings happened in order to utilise somebody’s quirk, or to … establish a new bloodline. It had been ironic luck that Kai Chisaki hadn’t been enthralled with you due to your powers.

“That occured to me as well in the beginning. But the Hassikai aren’t typical villains or like normal organised crime. They want to remove quirks from people”, you spat. You had been so naive in the beginning - you nearly missed those times. Actually knowing the nature and direction of Chisaki’s ambitions was worse.

A sharp gasp left your companion and he ceased his comforting gestures. Indeed, he even sprung to his feet and started pacing.

“Anti-quirk Yakuza, ha? That is very strange and concerning. Did they kidnap you because you are quirkless?”

To that, you shook your head quickly and flinched. While you had avoided being depicted as a human trafficking victim, there was the chance that he would decide that you had fallen prey to human experimentation. All of this was tiresome and tedious and soured acid on a festering wound. Even after he had taken you seriously and not lambasted or ridiculed your hardships, you still felt shame for what happened. While this was akin to draining the pus from an infection, it was still painful and highly unpleasant. Besides, how to make him understand without making it look like you sympathised with Overhaul’s cause. His goals and motivations weren’t of the common flavour and even less comprehensible to most.

That was the issue with explaining Overhaul: he didn't mind quirks, he didn't even mind quirk usage. What he detested was how quirks had changed society, had turned society into a hoard of eternal adolescents and the country into a playground. All these heroes and villains just smash up creatures and things, and then retreat back to their vast carelessness, according to him. Others were then left to pick up the pieces, and clean up the mess they made.

And then there were the ordinary people, who refused to lift a finger to help others because there surely was a hero closeby. Scientific development had stagnated and even regressed in some fields, and the current culture was one that catered to humanity's vices. Chisaki Kai didn't want to destroy quirks, he wanted to destroy hero society and then fashion something new and “healthy” from the ashes.

Overhaul's view was completely alien to most people and it didn't help that he tended to explain it through the lenses of his mysophobia. It had much time and frustration on his part, and much confusion and horror on yours until you had finally understood his rants. You probably only hadn't ended up as a smear on the wall because he had deemed making you understand his point of view to be of utmost importance. Overhaul had yearned for your love and sympathy and support, and had tried to gain it by breaking down his ambitions.

His world view was nearly incomprehensible to a quirk based society, so how on earth could you convey the gravitas and severity of his endeavour without being misunderstood yourself? To make matters worse, Chisaki's scheme of overhauling society even had a high chance of success.

You were about to lay out careful arguments and try to make him comprehend in a few minutes what had taken you weeks to grasp when the sound of a window shattering tore you out of contemplation. Teru immediately stopped pacing and you dropped the cup in your hand out of surprise.

Thankfully, it only fell onto your lap. The lid came undone and a few stray droplets darkened the blue blanket. All the tension that had bled from you the past minutes returned to you all at once and your heart rate shot up.

The hero's attention reflexively went in the direction of the commotion. In the next few moments, you were both motionless and silent as your ears strained to catch further noises. A high note of glass clattering heightened the suspense.

“Hide yourself somewhere close by and don't come out until I say the coast is clear. I'm going to go deal with these burglars”, he announced and then briskly set off to put himself in danger.

Being left alone was very daunting and you were tempted to call out to him and beg him to stay. A very selfish request and you forced yourself to stay silent. Your eyes followed him as he marched away. He didn't even bother with quieting his steps. You swallowed nervously.

Despite feeling lightheaded from fear, you willed yourself to stand up. Your heart was in your throat and you flexed your hands as you considered your next course of action.

Hiding in the living room would be the most obvious course of action. Therein lay the problem - if the criminals were out for blood, then of course they would check every nook and cranny of this room. Even if they were just out for valuables, then the living room still wasn't a safe place to stay.

Best hide yourself somewhere that couldn't possibly hold any valuables. With that thought in mind, you exited the living room, and then decided to head in the opposite direction of the commotion. You were still undecided about your hiding place when you passed the entry way and noticed motion in your periphery.

Just in time you turned your head to see the door swing open on silent hinges. There was no sound of it being unlocked or the tell-tale sound of the door handle being pressed down. Instead there was only the rustle of the lock disintegrating to particles and the exasperated sigh of Chisaki when he layed eyes on you.

You froze, like a rabbit that had just noticed the fox leering at it with hungry eyes. This really was one of the worst outcomes that could have been. Your mind blanked. Gold eyes fixed you with exasperated amusement. Nothing far from the usual and that was the worst part of it.

“I really had envisioned an evening that didn't involve running around and picking up runaways. Now don't drag out the inevitable and come here”, he told you. One gloved hand was outstretched.

The audacity of him to treat you like an unruly puppy, instead of a suffering person that yearned to leave all the hardships behind. It was sickening. It was disgusting. And the big problem here was that he thought he was being righteous and that you were being disagreeable. There he stood in the doorway just out of reach of the light’s rays. He was a spectre that had returned to haunt you, and he would never let you have peace. If you weren’t careful, he would drag you to hell with you in tow.

Slowly, you backed away from him, all while shaking your head. By now, you were hyperventilating, and his dismayed attitude only made you more distraught. Fresh tears started to spring from your eyes, and your lungs constricted with the beginnings of hyperventilation.

“Why do you have to make things so difficult? Can’t you see that I just want the best for you? Staying amongst this sickened society would have only made you fall prey to Hero Syndrome sooner or later. I just want to save you, I just want to keep you safe, and you treat me like a monster”, he criticised you and there was finally some more emotion in his raspy voice, even if it was just condensation.

Chisaki stepped into the light, the messing outline of the plague doctor mask he loved to wear shining. Droplets of water made the obnoxious purple fluff of his jacket shine. A new pair of latex gloves were snapped over the ones he was already wearing and he passed the genkan step to make his way over to you.

That was when fear kicked you into moving, and moving fast. You stumbled back where you came from and darted into the living room. From what you could hear, he didn’t even bother running after you and instead pursued you at a leisurely pace. A quick look over your shoulder told you that he was slowly becoming angry at your perceived insolence.

The door was hastily slammed shut behind you. Without having time to search for a better place to hide, scrammed to a small storage closet and squeezed yourself inside, taking as much care as you could to not knock over the vacuum cleaner inside. As quietly as possible, you closed the door again and crouched down. Right in the nick of time as well, because you had just closed the door when the living room door opened again.

You covered your mouth with a hand to muffle your breathing and you turned the impulse to jump in shock into a flinch when the living room door made a soft knock against your hiding place. Overhaul didn’t bother masking his steps as he sauntered into the room.

“I had planned to spend a relaxing evening with you. Heavens know that I needed it, especially after having to deal with that brat and all those incompetents. Then I come down to your room, only to find that you had knocked out your guard and run away. Just when you seemed to truly be coming around, just when you seemed to finally understand the rightness of my actions, you have to pull a stunt like this. Pet, you have no idea how disappointed I am in you”, your tormentor mused.

You listened as he walked around the living room. There was a loud squeak as he moved the couch, doubtlessly to check if you were under it.

“As much as I love you, it is moments like this that make me really want to tear my hair out. Here I thought that once I made you understand the importance of my work, I could grant you more freedoms. I was looking forward to not having to monitor your every move, and to foregoing the guards. You really have betrayed my trust this way. However, if you come out of your own accord now, I’ll be a bit milder with my punishment towards you.”

Breathing with a hand over your mouth was more difficult than expected. Sweat made your palms slick and caused the oversized shirt to stick in the most uncomfortable places. Your lungs burned as you tried to consciously control your breathing. 

There was a scoff on the other side of the door. 

“The first thing you do upon running away is drink hot chocolate. And here I thought Hari was being too lenient with you. Maybe he has been; I should stop turning a blind eye to him sneaking you treats.”

He tapped his fingers against a shelf as he rounded the room. Again, there was some tutting. Doubtlessly he had noticed the layer of dust covering all the furniture. 

“You know, your punishment is inevitable so there is no use hiding. A burned child shies the fire, after all, so it must be. We all know that a good talking to doesn’t really drive the point home, in your case. You need to be taught a lesson with emotional impact. Thankfully for you, it will be quick one this time.”

Footsteps from the hallway approached you, the steps speaking of a brisk and firm pace. Your heart soared and hope blossomed. You prayed that it was Teru and he was coming to rescue you. If anybody stood a chance against one Kai Chisaki, then it surely was a seasoned hero. Even if Canine Instinct couldn’t best Overhaul in a fight, then he could wreak enough havoc to enable the two of you to flee. If you were lucky, then more heroes would come to your aid and then Overhaul could be finally defeated once and for all. Maybe, you could then…

“Ah, Hari. Took you long enough”, Chisaki remarked, and with that, all your dreams were shattered. 

“Not on purpose, mind you. This one was tougher than your usual run-of-the-mill hero. He had a really nasty right hook”, Kuruno remarked. There was a nasal quality to his voice, as if his nose had been broken. A groan was followed by a thump, as if a body was being set down. 

You balled your hand into a fist and bit down on your thumb to stop yourself from wailing. Shivers wracked your body and sharp pain sprouted from where your teeth dug into your flesh. Hope dies last, and it never is a pretty or peaceful death. 

“A hero, how very quaint. Say, should we torture him?”, Overhaul mused.

You screwed your eyes shut, as if you could will what was playing out to become unreality. This was all your fault in a way, and that made this all the worse. If only you could convince yourself to move, then maybe you could save him. However, you were too paralysed with fear, or you were too selfish to do so. 

"Do we really have the time for that? As much as I would like to see the one that took our darling (name) away from us, 

I would prefer to have them in my arms already", Chrono remarked. 

A huff and then the rustle of fabric. It was very clear to you by now that Chisaki was annoyed and furious and that letting his anger out on the hero would very much a viable option for him at the moment. From everything that Chisaki had shown you about himself, he was the type to bottle his rage behind formality and ambition and transmutate it into a drive to fulfill his goal. Until it would all become too much and he would explode. Then blood would paint the walls and people would die or be mutilated. 

"Look in the storage closet behind the door."

The words barely registered when the door was already ripped open and a hand shot forwards to wrap itself around your wrist. You kicked and yelled and attempted to 

bite with, just in the face of your aggression the man simply fisted your hair with his other hand. The pain caused you to scream and he used the moment to force you to tilt your head back. You were then dragged out of your hiding place by the hand on your wrist; the one on the back of your head forced you to comply and not move a centimetre out of line. 

You were brought to the middle of the living room next to the couch. Teru was sprawled next to the coffee table, the miniscule movements that he was making sluggish. 

The wonderful effects of Chronostasis. The man behind you shifted to release your wrist and then curled his arm around your waist. Kai regarded you with sardonic amusement. The skin around his eyes crinkled to crows feet. 

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?", he inquired mockingly. 

Your thoughts were now racing a thousand miles a minute and that was when something extraordinarily stupid came to mind. You didn't waste any time musing if it was a good move or not, because there was no moment like the present. Briefly, you allowed yourself to sag forward in mock defeat. You didn't plan on speaking - what was there to say that you hadn't said in the beginning? Anything that came to mind was corny or pathetic and you didn't want to say anything that would diminish yourself in their eyes any further. Besides, your throat ached from the stress your body had to go through in these short minutes. 

However, there was one thing you wanted to give off your chest: 

"Go to hell, both of you."

With that, you threw yourself backwards and upwards. There was the satisfying crack as your head met his nose, and crushed the already damaged cartilage. Kurono swore and from the corner of your eyes you noticed Kai jerk forwards. For a precious few moments, the vice grip on you loosened and you attempted to rip yourself out of his arms. 

You failed. While you managed to tear free, he caught you almost immediately. One hand grabbed your hair again, and reeled you back with you letting out small yelps of agony. 

When you were next to him he took his mask off and set it on the armrest next to him. Blood was running down his face, past his lips and was already staining the collar of his off-white coat. 

"I say that our little poppet should learn the price of running away, yes?", Hari suggested, rubbing his nose were you had slammed your head into it. The white glove came away smeared with blood. The already swollen flesh around his nose had taken on a blue-purple tinge. He gave you nasty smile, something very unusual for him given how passive and laid-back he tended to be. Injuring him had evidently crossed a line. 

"Of course. Don't you want me to see to your nose first, however. It looks pretty bad", Chisaki asked. 

His eyes filtered over the injury before landing on you. A vein popped in his forehead and the beginnings of hives were discolouring his skin. That matched with the glare he gave you made you flinch. Not only had you forced him to enter a hero's house, you had also injured his friend and your other lover. With Kurono's tendency to dote on  you, he had probably tasked him with taking care of you. The assumption had most likely been that you wouldn't dare harming Hari. 

Whenever Kai had been frustrated or absolutely strict, Hari had usually stepped in to act as a buffer. You owed one Hari Kurono much of your sanity. Because of that, you had gone to great pains to remain in his good graces. And suddenly, you had thrown all of that into the fire. 

"It is worse than it looks. Let us finish up here and then head back to the compound. We can do all the medical stuff there", was the response. There was some shuffling as he put his mask back on again. Then, he stepped behind you again and proceeded to restrain you in a full Nelson. 

Kai shrugged, an awkward move with that trademark bomber jacket that he was still wearing. He peeled the gloves on his left hand off and bent down. 

Kurono lowered his head so that his mouth was level with your ear. 

"Behave now. It could be worse; I could tell Kai about the things you told me about your time in highschool", he threatened. With hopeless eyes and a hand on your jaw, you were forced to witness an execution. 

Chisaki only touched Teru with the very tip of his finger, yet that was enough to activate Overhaul. The supine body exploded outwards in a whirl of blood and guts and bones. Your abductor stood in the middle, a wicked sorcerer of his own design, and stared thoughtfully at the churning mass of gore. 

Kurono tightened his grip around you as you started to squirm more relentlessly. It was far too late Teru, yet that didn't dampen the desperation and sadness that screamed at you to come to his aid. 

“Calm down, you will only injure yourself”, the man cautioned you. “Don't waste your tears and your heart on that filth when you have Kai and me.”

Finally, Kai came to a conclusion. The maelstrom of human tissue imploded, and next to Overhaul there was the dead body of Canine Instinct. His eyes were open, and skin already deathly pale. It looked like he had been dead for some time now. While you weren't an expert, it appeared as if rigor mortis was already in its final stages. 

"Doesn't look like much. I though you wanted to burn the house down to remove any and all evidence?", Chrono inquired. 

Overhaul shook his head at that. The corpse was given a firm kick and then the Yakuza head made his way over to the two of you. He fished a lone glove out of his jacket pocket and with sure gestures put it on. His yellow eyes remained on you the whole time, as if the answer was actually meant for you: 

"I've changed my mind. Let us give the heroes a mystery to throw them off our trail. I've altered our dear friend here so that all medical examinations will find him to have been dead for a long time already. What I granted was a peaceful death, much more than a hopeless case like him would have deserved."

He stopped right in front of you, the tip of his mask nearly scratched your cheek. What a sight you must have been - eyes glassy and wide blown, your mouth half open as you panted and the veins of your neck prominent. You opened your mouth and not a sound came out. 

"It is your fault, you know", he pointed out. One gloved hand cupped your cheek and his thumb ghosted over your cheek bone. "You forced my hand. If you hadn't run away, then nobody would have had to die because of you. Count yourself lucky that there aren't more corpses."

With that, he marched past the two of you in the direction of the front door. Chronostasis pushed you into moving and you shuffled along, dazed by what had happened.

 On the way past the couch, he snatched the blanket and pressed it to your chest. Wordlessly, you accepted it and undid the bundle with shaking hands. The adrenaline rush was subsiding, and you felt like a passenger in your own body. 

When you took too long to wrap yourself up, Kurono ripped the blanket from your hands and with deft movements tucked the fabric underneath your arms and rolled you up in it. Strong hands lifted you up, and once he was carrying you bridal style he followed his best friend. You found Overhaul by the closed door, waiting for you. As soon as you were by him, he opened it. 

It was snowing outside now. Thick white flakes drifted from the heavens to settle in a seamless blanket on the ground. It looked like something out of a fairy tale.

There was nobody in sight, and the snow dampened all sounds. Grief weighed heavy in your heart, and fear stayed your tongue. Kurouno’s bodily warmth was a bittersweet comfort, and you leaned into you despite what he had done earlier. There would no doubt be bruises tomorrow. Next to you, Overhaul sighed once more, as if this was all such a tedious chore. 

“So much for just light snowfall. Our kitty will be too cold to bathe immediately when we get home”, Kai lamented. Your heart clenched at the pet name he used for you. 

Hari shifted you in his gasp and added to the conversation:

“We can still get rid of the clothing and pump their stomach until they are warm enough. Perhaps we should also replenish their electrolytes and scrub their skin before washing. Leaving them alone when they are so emotionally fragile like this would only be detrimental. This sweetheart here needs to be comforted, and brought back on the right path with the carrot and the stick.”

“You are right at that. Let us go now and fast. I don’t want to waste anymore time at this disgusting place.”

Your story was a fairy tale in ways, yet it was one of the older, gruesome ones, where a happy ending was anything but guaranteed.

[narumi-gens]

Triptych | "You left me alone."

Chisaki Kai x f!Reader

summary: Your life is nothing more than a triptych, a work of art in three parts with each panel depicting a distinct period — a beginning, a middle, an end. And in the triptych that is your life, the central figure has always been Chisaki Kai.

chapter warnings: 18+ minors/blank/ageless blogs dni, yandere, angst, imprisonment, emotional manipulation, emotional/psychological abuse, depression, reader stops eating, codependency, abandonment issues

notes: this is from a non-chronological series so the parts can be read in any order (or on their own). shoutout to the anon who asked me a very long time ago when their "husband" (triptych) was "coming home from war" (unofficial hiatus). he's back, bb!

words: 1.5k

SERIES MASTERLIST

The End

It’s hard to gauge time in the darkness. With no window to keep track of whether it’s day or night, the only way to track the passage of time is by the three daily meals that are left for you by a masked and silent guard. When you were first locked away, it was easy to count the meals and thus the days.

But as the days and the darkness and the isolation stretch on, your grasp on reality begins to slip. It’s difficult in the blackness to tell if your eyes are open or closed — if you’re sleeping or if you’re awake. Is this meal the first of the day or the second? Maybe it’s the third. 

The longer you spend in this room, in this cell, the more you can feel the life slowly draining from you. Eventually, you stop eating, your appetite fading altogether along with your will to keep fighting. 

Your faceless, nameless guard brings you a meal, only to take away an untouched one. You don’t know how long this goes on for. All you know is it doesn’t take long for your body to feel as fragile as your mind. 

Until one day, when the door to your prison opens and the figure holding a tray and standing in the doorway, backlit by the light from the hallway — the only light you ever see anymore — isn’t your usual guard. 

Despite the way your heart races at the sight of someone new, someone familiar, you remain still, too tired and weak to move even if you wanted to. All you can do is look at him with eyes squinting from the sudden brightness. 

“You’re not eating,” Kurono points out needlessly from the doorway. You can’t help but wonder if you’re dreaming. How long has it been since you’ve heard a voice other than the one in your head?

You watch in a daze as he walks toward you and sets the tray down on the table beside the twin-sized bed that you’ve been curled up in since you were first put here. The scent of your lunch, or maybe it’s dinner, reaches your nose and while your stomach reacts with a deep pang of hunger, you still feel no real appetite to actually eat what Kurono has brought you. 

You glance at the tray and see a shallow bowl on top. It must be a broth, something easy to digest after days — has it been days? — of eating nothing. When you look back at Kurono, you find that his head is tilted down in your direction. With his mask covering the entirety of his face, you can only assume that he’s turned his attention fully to you. 

There’s an unfamiliar sense of longing deep down inside of you. You wish he would take off the stupid mask. You’re desperate to see another person’s face.

“How-” you’re cut off by a small cough, your throat dry and scratchy, unused to speaking after so long spent alone in the dark. “How long have I been here?”

Kurono stays silent, refusing to answer your question. Against your will, tears begin to blur your vision from how much it hurts to be ignored by someone you know so well after having been locked away by yourself for so long. You must look pitiful because he softly sighs.

“You need to eat,” he says and even through your haze, you can hear his weariness. 

You wonder if he’s truly concerned or if he’s just tired of the irritable mood that Kai has surely been in since he put you here. But as you continue to stare up at him, you decide that it isn’t a fair assumption. For as long as you’ve known Kurono, whatever’s important to Kai is important to him. 

And apparently, there’s nothing of greater importance to him than you. Except for one thing…

“E-Eri,” you breathe out, a new type of desperation taking hold. “How’s Eri? Is she safe? Is she okay?”

They’re all stupid questions. Of course she isn’t safe. Of course she isn’t okay. She won’t be safe until you can take her far, far away from the Hassaikai and Kai. 

“If you don’t eat, Eri will be the one to pay.” The words are Kai’s even if they’re coming from Kurono, and they cut just the same.

Your next question escapes you before you’re even able to fully process it.

“Where’s Kai?” you rasp and you should feel embarrassed. You should feel ashamed for asking after the man who’s torturing a little girl, who incapacitated your father, who locked you away in the dark for what must have been weeks by this point. 

You should feel ashamed for asking after the man who’s been quietly controlling you and isolating you and manipulating you for your whole life. 

But you’re just so lonely. You would give anything to be free of the darkness.

Right now, you want nothing more than to see Kai, and the realization has a single tear finally escaping your eye and rolling across the bridge of your nose

“Kurono,” you weakly plead with a pathetic sniffle when he doesn’t answer you. “Hari…Where’s Kai?”

The use of his given name seems to soften his stony demeanor because he gives another quiet sigh.

“Eat,” he says, gentler this time, but you’re already beginning to spiral. The small hint of kindness he’s shown you, even when it’s dripping with pity, is too much for you to handle when you’ve been isolated and alone for so long.

“Please, tell him I don’t want to be here anymore,” you cry. You squeeze your eyes shut in a futile attempt to hold back your tears as the pillow beneath you quickly turns wet. “Tell him I’m sorry.”

The feeling of a warm hand on the side of your head has you opening your eyes back up to find Kurono now kneeling down at your bedside. His mask is held in his other hand, allowing you to see the slight frown on his lips as he watches you cry.

“You’ll feel better if you eat something,” he assures you and you want to protest, to continue to waste away into nothingness, but you remember Eri. 

Eri, who’s suffering, who’s being tortured, who will pay the price should you keep refusing to eat, who will truly have no one on her side if you disappear.

And so, after looking up at Kurono for a long moment, you weakly nod. It’s his steady hand that helps you sit up, holding you carefully but firmly when you feel lightheaded. Once he seems to think you’re no longer at risk of collapsing back onto the bed, he releases you to bring the tray to your side. 

Then, as if you’re nothing more than a child, he raises the bowl and brings a small spoonful of the broth to your chapped lips for you to sip. Anger bubbles in your stomach and you feel the urge to shove away the spoon, the bowl, and Kurono for the infantilizing behavior. 

The anger is almost a relief, letting you know that you’re capable of feeling something, anything, other than despair. But again, you think of Eri and swallow the broth without complaint. Just as you do when he gives you another spoonful and then another, eating what you’re given until you’re full, which admittedly doesn’t take too long. 

He gives you a soft smile before putting his mask back on, picking up the tray, and leaving you alone in the darkness once more. He doesn’t visit again, but the meals continue to show up on their usual schedule, three times a day, evolving from broths to more nutritious food once your stomach can handle something more. 

But one day — you’re not sure how many days later — instead of waking up to a meal, you open your eyes to find Kai sitting on the edge of your bed, patiently watching you. 

There’s a part of you that thinks you’re imagining his presence, or that maybe it’s a dream, until he places a glove-free hand on your cheek. His touch is achingly familiar and you’re overcome with self-loathing at how much comfort it provides you.

“Kai?” you breathe, tears of relief blurring your vision. His thumb gently brushes away the first one that escapes. Your own hand comes up to cover his where it cups your cheek, desperately and pathetically clinging onto him in a wordless plea for him not to let you go. 

“You said you’d never leave me alone, but you did,” you start to cry. “You left me alone.”

He lets you weep, his thumb continuing to swipe away the tears that he can catch with a touch that both burns and soothes. He offers no explanation or words of consolation, silently and calmly watching as you fall apart before him. 

It’s only when your sobs have started to die down that he encourages you to look back up at him with his touch.

“I’m here, aren’t I?” he finally asks.

All you can do is move closer to him so you can bury your face in his lap as a fresh wave of tears comes over you. 

[love-toxin]

day 10, breeding; kurono.

a/n: kinktober day 10. kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, controlling behavior, manipulation, rough sex, breeding kink, biting, creampie, lemon.

word count: 1.8k

You had gotten far past being used to the occasional loud sound in the distance, or footsteps thudding through the hallways outside. But it was much different when the footsteps had come to a stop behind you, and the thud of something landing on the table snapped you out of what you had been focused on. 

You already knew who it was. If not already by the breathing at your back, but at the familiar huff when his eyes caught the books sitting open beside your laptop. Well, he was the one to buy it, but you were the only one to ever bother to use it. 

“...Welcome home.” 

Kurono didn’t even make an attempt at a response, he just reached over your shoulder and slammed the computer shut, his breath coming out in hot puffs against your ear. He was not happy, and no matter how little you had to do with it, you knew you needed to be the one to deal with the consequences.

“Is this what you’ve been doing? I told you, it’s a waste of time. What do you think you’re ever going to do with a degree?” 

He grunted, eventually straightening out and grabbing hold of your wrist, to tug you up and out of your chair and pull you towards your shared bedroom. Your eyes shifted, to take a look at the plastic bag that had been dropped on the coffee table--and what was peeking out of it, that made you want to curl up inside yourself and disappear. A pregnancy test.

“H-Hari-”

You wriggled a little bit, but it only gave him better reason to be rough with you, shoving you through the doorway and slamming the door shut behind him. His shirt was off before you could blink, his pants surely soon to follow--and when you turned to speak again, your words were swallowed in a deep, hungry kiss, one so passionate that it immediately brought a flush to your face.

“You haven’t been focused, that’s your problem. So distracted with some useless classes...that’s why we haven’t gotten our baby yet.”

Our baby. Your mind began to wander, as it usually did when he started stripping you of your clothes. It was a concept, just an idea that he had gradually become obsessed with, but Hari had already considered it to be your inevitable future. What his real motivation for having children was, you didn’t want to know completely--you knew the answer would terrify you--but the fact remained. You had some semblance of a relationship--though, not a healthy one--he provided for your basic needs, you lived in his cramped little home with him, and he wanted a baby. What would come of it after you got pregnant, after the birth and the newness of the child had worn off and become mundane, you couldn’t even comprehend. But right now, all his determination was in stripping you down, having some less than gentle sex, and making sure he didn’t hesitate to cum as deep inside you as he possibly could. 

“H-Hari-Hari, stop! Wait!”

He had already started the process, tonguing the old marks that faded against your neck, and eager to suck in some new ones--but when you raised your voice and shoved him away for the moment, his lust shifted into a cold fury in a matter of seconds. If you didn’t want to risk earning plenty of new scars, and being frozen in place while he had his way with you, you knew you needed to be keep it brief.

“I-I don’t...I don’t want a baby. I’m scared of being pregnant, o-of being a mom...b-but I want to respect your wishes, because...in some, ridiculous way, I love you..”

You knew your feelings were crazy, after all the things he had done and all the crimes he’d committed, but there was little else you could do in a situation like yours. Call it Stockholm or whatever, but being with Kurono every day and getting to know him on an intimate level, sleeping next to him and having sex and hearing him call you beautiful on those rare occasions...you had some twisted kind of love for him, and that was exactly why you had reached the conclusion that you did. 

“...S-So, if you agree to let me keep doing my courses online...then I won’t object to having your baby. I won’t fight, and I won’t make it difficult. And I’ll...I’ll try to be a good mother. I’ll raise them however you want me to.” 

You could see the anger rising hotter behind his eyes, just ready to boil over at you insinuating that you had any sort of control over him--but as your words sunk in, you could see the cogs working frantically in his brain. You would agree not to fight him about the idea of having a family, he wouldn’t have to threaten you so you would take the pregnancy tests, and...you would be able to make love for once, instead of you looking nearly lifeless as he used you for his own pleasure. You wouldn’t just be his property, anymore...you would be the perfect, well-behaved woman he had always fantasized about.

“...Fine. You can do your schooling. You’ve been a bitch about it for weeks, though...so you’d better make it up to me now. Don’t bite.”

His hands snaked around your waist, the both of you now bare and exposed to each other as per the usual for a late night...and you found it within yourself to smile at the deal you’d struck, excitement bubbling up in your chest at being able to pursue your dream. 

“..Only where it leaves a mark.”

Your fingers trailed from his neck down to his collarbone, the aftermath of so many bruises and clumsy teeth still left against his fair skin. There were plenty of these nights that you’d been more than eager, and knowing how much he actually loved the feeling of your teeth...it had made for some rather interesting mornings afterward.

“Fuck…”

At even the mention of something he would undoubtedly enjoy, his mood switched right back into lust, without a shred of hesitation. Where he had once been simply holding you, now you were pressed up against his chest, his lips brushing your ear and his cock twitching against your thigh, while he practically moaned a string of filthy words into your ear. 

“..Yeah? You wanna get all cocky with me? How about you put that energy into helping me make a baby?” 

He reached a hand down to drag lazy strokes over his dick, just a few tugs in before he was guiding it between your legs, and pushing past your lips with a brief, wet sound of resistance. Your legs wobbled, becoming too weak to hold you up, and Hari guided you back until your knees hit the bed, carefully lowering the two of you down to keep you pinned against his mattress. He pulled out for a moment, rubbing the head of his cock against your slick clit, and letting you feel how heavy it lay against your cunt...but at your soft whining he chuckled, and quit teasing as he pushed back into where he belonged. 

“You’ll be a good mommy...your tits are gonna swell up, you know? And you’re gonna have your belly all full...I’m gonna enjoy how tight your pussy is now, considering how loose you’ll be when you start pumping out our kids..”

This had been the first time you’d heard him mention anything about having more than one…but as his bucking started up, you hardly had time to think when sparks of pleasure started racing up and down your spine. Unlike some other times when you were...less than happy about being together, and he would spend time trying to coax you into doing what he wanted with little success, Hari laid into you rough from the beginning, obviously pent up enough that he was going to get everything out in one hot, breathtaking session. Your nails left deep scratches down his back, and he sank his teeth into the side of your neck, growling obscenities like he had gone feral just from his arousal alone. Or, maybe it was the scent of you when you were turned on, which he seemed to crave more than he maybe should have. 

"Maybe you should start calling me daddy, sweetheart...huh, baby? You wanna ask daddy to fuck you harder?"

You pushed against his chest--had he not been drilling his hips into yours, you probably would have rolled your eyes. But Hari just laughed, and leaned in close afterwards to bite down on your ear. 

"Even so...I think I'll enjoy calling you mommy, baby."

The low, deep way that his words rumbled in his chest made you tighten up at once, and you smothered each other’s moaning with desperate, hungry kisses. The harder he pounded your soft, pliable insides into jelly, the more submissive you felt towards your beloved--you felt like you weren’t just making love, you were being mated with...and it certainly wasn’t a feeling you were altogether opposed to. 

“H-Hari, please...c-cum for me, cum inside me..” 

Kurono groaned out loud at that, focusing all his strength into roughing you up from the inside out, his fingers eventually finding their way to rub your clit between them. The heat in the pit of your belly was growing with every rock of his hips, twisting into knots and forcing you to tense up--and then in two sharp, heavy thrusts, you were being shoved over the edge, unable to keep yourself from mewling his name as pure, fiery blood coursed through your veins. Your vision blurred, and Hari’s tongue stifled your heavy breathing as he stilled and his hips twitched against yours, buried all the way to the base as hot, thick ropes of cum spurted inside you and filled you up to spill over. 

“...Enjoy this present. This’ll be the load that knocks you up, so be a good girl and take it all..” 

He panted, looking down to see pearls of fluid drip down his cock, your pussy still clenching tight around him from how good he had fucked you, like you didn’t want to let him go. You knew it, just from the look in his eyes, without saying a word. There was almost no doubt you would be carrying his baby after this. 

“Fuck...I’m never using a condom ever again. And you’re not getting birth control again after this. We’re gonna be such a big, happy family..“

Hari stroked your hair, nothing but pure adoration in his eyes as he looked down on you, slowly rolling out the aches in his back from rutting into you like an animal. And just as an extra precaution, you felt a tear of blood roll down your cheek as his hair sliced you light enough to bleed, but not to scar. Your body shuddered and then locked into place, not able to even reciprocate the kiss he placed on your lips. 

After all, what was an hour of letting him plug you up with his cum--when you were going to spend the rest of your life caring for his sweet, beautiful little bundle of joy?

[glassartpeasants]

MHA FIC MASTERLIST

Angst: ♧

Smut: ♡

Fluff:◇

Horror: ¤

TOMURA SHIGARAKI

Reload (1) (2) (3) ~♧♡~

Hound Dog ~♡~

Never Be Apart ~♧~

All Bark No Bite ~♡~

Tease ~♡~

I'm Sorry ~♧~

Catch Me If You Can ~♡~

My Little Pet ~♧~

Apprehended~♡~

Last Night ~♡♧~

Distraction~♡◇♧~

You Look Happier ~♧~

Love Letters ~♡◇~

Make Your Choice (1) (2) ~♡~

Fragile Hearts ~♧~

Cold Wind ~♡~

Lovely (1) (2) (3) ~♧~

Couldn't Care Less (1) (2) ~♧~

Video Games ~♡♧~

In Your Head ~♧~

In The Waves (1) (2) ~♧♡~

Blind Date ~♡~

Toxic Spaces

With That Deadly Obsession ~♧♡¤~

Happier~♧~

The Perfect Woman~♧♡~

Happily Ever After~♧~

The Girl In The Mirror ~♧~

The Backrooms ~¤♧~

Smile ~♧¤~

Fallen Out Of Love ~♧~

Just For A Second ~♧~

Our Child ~♧¤~

DABI

Heart Breaker ~♧~

Red Riding Hood ~♡~

No One But Me ~♧~

Level -998 ~¤~

Holding Onto Dying Flame ~♡♧~

A Burning Heart ~♧~

OVERHAUL / KAI CHISAKI

Fool~♧~

Listen ~♧~

Not As It Seems~♧~

Hero Wannabe (1) (2)~♧~

Petals ~♧~

Obsession~♧~

Cherry Blossom~♧~

Crying In The Club (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) *Process of getting rewritten (1) (2) (3) (4)*~♧♡◇~

Crybaby ~♧~

The Test ~♧~

The Forest ~♡~

I Can Give You Everything ~♧~

Shattered ~♧~

Like Father Like Son (1) (2) (3) ~♧~

Something Behind Closed Doors ~♧¤~

Beauty And The Beast ~♡♧~

Hiding In Plain Sight ~¤~

Calling to The Moon ~♧~

CHRONOSTASIS / HARI KURONO

Back And Forth ~♧♡~

Silver Serpent ~♡~

The Bathroom Stall ~♡~

Drowning In Sorrow ~¤♧~

SHIN NEMOTO

Storage Closet ~♡~

Silent Treatment ~♡~

GROUP ACTIVITIES

Our Literature Club (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13)

Doki Doki Literature Club Au-(SPOILERS for DDLC)-Angst Gore, death, suicide, yandere, depression *Characters include: Chronostasis (Kurono Hari), Dabi, Shigaraki, and Overhaul (Chisaki Kai)

Keep Looking

Bondage, pegging, kidnapping, non-con, dub-con, blackmail, humiliation, drugging, exhibitionism *Characters include: Chronostasis (Kurono Hari), Overhaul (Chisaki Kai)

Liar

Angst, cheating, implied sexual assault (not on reader) *Characters include Chronostasis (Kurono Hari), Overhaul (Chisaki Kai

Run Wanderer Run

Angst, horror, nonreality, mentions of death, minor and major injuires *Characters include Shigaraki Tomura, Dabi (Todoroki Touya), Overhaul (Chisaki Kai), Chronostasis (Kurono Hari)

[i-cant-sing]

HI SNOW HOW ARE YOU BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS AND AMAZING GIRL, I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WORK REMEMBER YOU'RE AMAZING!!!!

Now I have a question that I was too busy to send but I was thinking™️ about platonic yanderes and how they would react to readers first heartbreak 😔😔

Did I already mention that I love you a ton????? Well I'll say it again, ily <333

Hello sweet baby ily2.

Look any yandere, ANY YANDERE, would straight up go for torture and murder. But I'm gonna do a platonic yandere I havent talked about in a long time: Kai Chisaki.

Shie Hassaki leader Kai Chisaki who is the older brother of reader (yall can read the here).

Now Kai likes to always be in control, of both his clan and your life. He's always telling you what to do, what to eat, how to dress up, how to behave, always breathing down your neck even when you piss him off. You think he was just trying to annoy you and see if you could be trusted to be a part of his clan (even though you've specifically stated that you don't want to be a part of it, but what you want doesn't matter sweetie), but in reality, Kai is just really worried about you, almost like he's trying to make up for his absence all these years. That's why he always has someone watching you, even at the base, always has eyes on you, which is why when you kiss one of the very men he had sent to keep tabs on you, he's mad. Big mad.

However, Chronostasis convinces him not to slaughter the poor bastard just yet because now would be a great opportunity to see how honest you were and if keeping watch on you 24/7 is really necessary.

So while it eats Kai up to see some disgusting pest exchange saliva with you and infect you with their disgusting germs, he manages to postpone the murder for now.

But then 3 days later, he comes over to your room and sees you holed up there. Kai had to drag the covers off you and when he saw your red, sweaty face, Kai immediately backed up and pulled on his mask.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked, assuming you got the most deadly virus, thus the reason why you had been skipping meals and not following the daily schedule he had set out for you. But when you just huff and look like you're gonna cry, Kai lets you go back to hiding under the covers. He can always ask Chronostasis whats up with you.

But when he found Chronostasis in the basement with the same dirtbag that had been kissing you, Kai was a bit confused. Wasn't it Hari who told him to wait before beating the guy up?

Hari however, understood Kai's confusion and told him that the reason why the traitor is in the basement is because he was seen cheating on Y/n. Hari had observed a change in reader's behaviour since last night, and he suspected this man to be behind it. When he checked the security tapes, he found that the man had been kissing some other girl and you were just right around the corner to see it.

But Kai, bless his dumb soul, didn't understand why that was making you sad. Surely, you didn't think it was going to lead to something serious were you?

"She's heartbroken, Kai." Hari told him. "Young naive mind, pure soul, she probably didn't think she'd be betrayed by him. If you want, I can deal with him-"

"No, I'll do it myself. Gather up everyone here, and bring me a change of clothes. Its going to be bloody after this lesson."

Now Hari has been with Kai for a long time, done all kinds of things for him. But the torture he had to witness that day was a bit disturbing, even for him. Almost made him feel bad for framing the poor guy all because he got a little jealous of you giving attention to someone else.

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

ST. CHISAKI'S KINKTOBER 2024

Listed below are the prompts. Peruse these and be mindful of the tags on each individual fic—reader discretion is advised. Some of these fics feature extremely dark and disturbing content. They are not meant to be a healthy depiction nor are they meant to romanticize these topics—they are horror stories and strictly fictional. Please do not let these fics and the content featured within them shape your perception of a healthy relationship and sex life. Remember, consent is the most important factor—and these things need to stay completely fictional. Do not force yourself to read or view the content if you are uncomfortable. 18+ Only!

Warning: The fics with the alchemical symbol feature extremely dark and disturbing content.

I. Foreplay/Kissing (Love Hotel)—Shinsou Hitoshi

II. Cockwarming/Begging—Yamada Hizashi 🜍

III. Somnophilia (Undead AU)—Todoroki Natsuo 🜍

IV. First Time (Student AU)—Todoroki Shouto

V. Emetophilia—Todoroki Touya 🜍

VI. Worship—Tokoyami Fumikage

VII. Roleplay—Iida Tenya

VIII. Fingering—Chisaki Kai 🜍

IX. Forced Orgasm—Chisaki Kai 🜍

X. Orgasm Denial—Sero Hanta

XI. Breeding/Non-Con (Cabin in the Woods AU)—Takami Keigo 🜍

XII. Hand Holding (During Sex)—Midoriya Izuku

XIII. Overstimulation—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XIV. Predator/Prey—Todoroki Touya and Chisaki Kai 🜍

XV. Menophilia—Akaguro Chizome

XVI. Ice Bath—Todoroki Touya 🜍

XVII. Masturbation—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XVIII. Wet Dream—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XIX. Face-Sitting—Rappa Kendou

XX. Body Modification—Todoroki Touya 🜍

XXI. Self-Harm—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXII. Exhibitionism—Monoma Neito

XXIII. Cannibalism (Trickster AU)—Todoroki Touya 🜍

XXIV. Sensory Deprivation—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXV. Power Imbalance—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXVI. Threesome (Guardian Angel/Fallen Cherub Au)—Todoroki Touya and Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXVII. Dry Humping—Todoroki Touya

XXVIII. Dacryphilia—Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXIX. Evil Twin—Todoroki Touya and Chisaki Kai 🜍

XXX. Claustrophilia—Kurono Hari 🜍

XXXI. Yandere—Chisaki Kai 🜍

[dearest-painter]

How Hari Kurono introduced Y/n to the Overhaul clan

TW:Unhealthy relationship,abusive relationship,unwanted attention,obsession

•Less to say Y/n was a bit nervous,meeting them because their boyfriend Hari Kurono is overhaul’s assistant.

•Coming over to the place wearing a mask and gloves because Hari told you Overhaul is a germaphobe

•They all loved you!

•They asked you the reason and none reasonable questions,you couldn’t see through it

•They all agreed that they needed to protect you from anyone else

[eroslove88]

Drabble: Chronostasis kidnapping Overhaul's darling because he believes that Overhaul doesn't deserve her unlike him.

Pairing: Yandere Chronostasis x Fem. Reader

Warnings: kidnapping, drugging, quirk usage, slight bondage, cunnilingus, forced orgasm, and overstimulation

Notes: Wrote this at like 11pm went to get something to eat then continued it. Anyways enjoy! This is longer than I expected.

Your body ached and your shoulder blade felt wet but hurt like hell compared to the rest of your body. There was something sticky on it too, like gauze. Still even with the pain you thought you could sleep it off but also making sure to get enough sleep before your captor Overhaul sent one of his men to wake you up.

But something was off, the room you were in was very dark- darker than the one you had originally been in but enough to still be able to see. That's when it hit you. The events of the previous day.

Like any normal day since being taken from the comfort or your home and brought the Hissaikai's base you were waken up at 7:30 sharp by one of his lackeys who's name you didn't bother remembering for their sake. Then being handed some clothes but thats where everything went off track, once you were showered and dressed Overhaul's right hand man came in and brought you breakfast like always. Only that's where everything went black, right after taking a bite you dozed off for god knows how long.

Immediately your heavy eyelids sprung open and you tried moving your heavy- paralyzed body. You body was paralyzed and you knew damn well that there was one person in the whole Hassaikai who could do that- "About time your awake" a voice said cutting you from your thoughts from where a bright light was coming from.

Something was off, you knew this voice but there's no way! "Chrono?" you asked hesitantly moving your slightly shaking irises to where the voice came from.

There stood a the silhouette of someone in a long white coat and plague mask, which confirmed your theory, "Your pretty smart, figures why Kai would want someone perfect" wait did he say- "He doesn't love you like I do"

"Chrono where am I?" you asked trying not to sound meek or stutter while also trying to change the topic and now wanting to go back with Overhaul.

"It doesn't matter" he muttered removing his long mask that covered his whole face. God he was gorgeous and maybe you would've considered fucking him if it weren't for the current situation you were in right now.

Your eyes suddenly widened when he removed his white jacket, "H-hold on!" you exclaimed trying to move something to stop him but nothing worked, you were as fast as a turtle and even if you could your wrist and ankles were bound the posts of the bed.

"I'll prove how much I love you" he said quickly cutting your bottoms and top off with a blade he always carried on him leaving you in only your bra and panties.

"Chr-Chrono let's calm down a-and talk about-" your sentence was cut off with a small yelp when he pulled you by your hips down towards him.

"Shhh" he rubbed small light circles on your thighs 3 times before slowly moving your panties down to your knees ignoring your desperate protests and pathetic whimpers.

"Just relax" he muttered looking up at you with half lided eyes.

He started of gentle with a few kitten licks on your gummy walls then going up and down your slit. But that's when he stopped at right on your cunt he mutters something looking at your flushed expression before encasing your cunt with his lips sucking on it causing moan break out from your throat in that instant. Your expressions were cute to him and it made him him want to destroy you in that moment, but he told himself to be gentle with you first. "Sh-Shit" you gasp out in between heavy breathes and pants. He smirked and focused on his goal. Nothing was distracting Hari right now, not you desperate pleading, not your juices coatings his lips & chin, not when this hair left tiny little cuts on your plush thighs, and certainly not when you yelled out his given name and came on his tongue.

"I wonder how much you can last" he mutters mouth still attached to your nub as his licks and sucking get more determined and desperate.

"N-no m-mo-more please!" you managed out feeling pleasure run through you and a knot in your stomach again. You didn't get a reply, all you did was ignite something in him to go rougher.

[p3achysuki]

Hi there! Would you be fine with a Yandere Overhaul and Chrono where reader knows the two of them from childhood?

IM SO SORRY I NEVER GOT AROUND TO THIS!! But yes

Warning: Chrono and Overhaul being manipulative, abuse.

The only way you knew Chisaki was because you were the boss’s youngest daughter so he brought you around Chisaki a lot when he rescued him off the streets.

What you noticed though was that he wasn’t like the other kids.. he seemed to hate whenever people touched him usually he’d let you touch his hand occasionally, but that’s as far as you got before getting shoved away from him.

Even though Chisaki behaved that way he still was around you, but he was starting to get more violent as he grew older. Even your father noticed and would call him out on his behavior of course Chisaki felt bad about it and you’d comfort him about it.

Kurono was a different story he came into the Shie Hassaikai at a later age and immediately got attached to Chisaki. Since Chisaki was close to you the three of you become “close friends.”

You didn’t know the things Chisaki was planning with Kurono so when the boss fell into Coma you were devastated. You thought it was because of his age, but Chisaki and Kurono knew Damn well it wasn’t because of that and only feed onto that story so you wouldn’t get suspicious about it.

Chisaki no longer went by his name and demanded everyone call him Overhaul when he became the leader of the Shie Hassaikai he made everyone wear masks, but not you-you found it weird; but didn’t question him about it.

You felt bad for what they did to Eri she was your niece and you HATED your sister for abandoning her because of her quirk. Whenever Overhaul or Chrono weren’t around you’d sneak into Eri’s room and comfort her the way she trembled in your arms made you feel bad for her.

There were times when you told her she needed to find a way to get out “w-what about you? I can’t leave you behind! Please Y/N don’t leave me..” she said as she cries into your shoulder you ran your fingers through her hair “Eri- please don’t worry about me you need to escape this place my quirk isn’t powerful enough to stand against Overhaul.”

Oh boy don’t get me started when Overhaul started having ideas about erasing quirks. The FIRST person he would chose to erase their quirk was you he told Chrono about it and both came to agreement, so when they finally got the result they wanted from the bullet erasing quirk you were the first person they tested it on.

When you tried using your quirk nothing happened and you felt completely broken Overhaul kept saying you should be happy you aren’t sick anymore you wanted to shout at him that the only sick person was him.

Now if overhaul wanted you for himself then Chrono wasn’t going to complain. Chrono devoted his life into serving Chisaki so if he says “Y/N’s mine now and only mine.” Then he’s going to agree.

If overhaul wants to share you with Chrono then.. alright then Chrono isn’t the one to complain.

Once your quirk was fully erased you aren’t allowed to leave the hideout anymore Overhaul doesn’t want to risk getting his sweet childhood friend sick and he knows Chrono would agree with him.

[static-fanatic-1]

Your Blog ist amazing💖💖 I Love it and I am waiting in the corner for the updates💕🌺 but I would like to inquire something. Since it's November, I would like to know how Illumi, Silva, Chrollo, Kurapika, Feitan, Milluki, Overhaul, Setsuno, Chronostasis, Tamaki and Shigaraki react when their darling force them to 'No Nut November'?

Geezuz Christmas it’s already November, it was just yesterday where I was moping about forgetting a Halloween special. I’ll get something out (who knows when) for Halloween.

No Nut November

Shigaraki:

How hard is it normally; kinda hard. Now, it’s impossible, why would you do this to him?

The poor villain sees you and gets a stiffy, accidentally sees your panties under your skirt and gets a boner. Literally anything and he wants to slide his manhood into you and plow you into the ground.

If you ask him to not but for the stupid internet thing, he will do one of two things. He will either do it behind your back when he just can’t help himself, or he will grab you and fuck you right there saying “It doesn’t count if it’s inside, right?”

Tamaki:

Normally he doesn’t really masterbate so it’s easy, but with you just can’t help it. The challenge is at medium.

Now this is a boy we sympathize for. You accidentally do something that makes him horny and he can’t help himself. He will be in his dorm room, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes in shame as he strokes himself for a release.

Tamaki will madly blush when you jokingly tell him not to nut. He will take the challenge though, even if it was a joke, but he just can’t help himself. Seriously he wouldn’t really be like this, nor would be have to try to hard, but that accidental panty shot was too much.

Chronostasis:

Easy, now and then. Not even a challenge for this man. I don’t think he masterbates, like he can but he just never feels like it ya’ know?

That being said, I don’t really see him being a sexual deviant either. If you go up to him and jokingly say “It’s No Nut November Hari.” He will just stare at you with a ‘seriously?’ expression.

Setsuno:

He doesn’t really care about ‘No Nut November’ but when the challenge actually faces him and he has you being all cute and shit, how dare you.

He will probably try and play along for a while, just to amuse himself and you, but if he feels like it he definitely won’t stop. He’ll be pretty chill with the whole ordeal.

Overhaul:

Probably heard about ‘NNN’ but never questioned it any further. You might have to explain what it is and when you do he will just stare at you with a discusseded expression. Not even a challenge.

Never touches himself, when he does it’s with a tissue, lotion and a fire. No way in hell will he ‘normally’ masterbate without being a clean freak. So this whole thing is nothing to him.

Honestly he thinks it’s kinda gross, just why?

Milluki:

Secretly he wants to challenge himself, but he never does in the end. With you it would be pretty difficult.

He would give a pissy pout and proceed to ignore your remark. He won’t do it in front of you, he did take the challenge because he couldn’t say no to a challenge, but it won’t stop him from being sneaky.

Of course because you mentioned it he will actually take the challenge more seriously, though don’t get your hopes up.

Feitan:

He never cared about it from the beginning, but he will probably find it easy.

Feitan might take the challenge just for shits and giggles. He passes with flying colors because honestly he doesn’t need to masterbate to get off. A little bit of torture is good enough to keep him satisfied.

If you provoke him, that’s a different story. He will use you as he sees fit to get his rocks off all while not failing No Nut November.

Kurapika:

Probably never masterbated before, he just never really cared for pleasure until you showed up. With you doing something super cute it’d be pretty hard, but you won’t know unless you see right?

When you sleep, only if you are just too cute, is when he masterbates. You will also never know becaus sthere is no evidence, and he never looks less tense than he always does.

You pretty much just think he is immune to self-pleasure because he just doesn’t seem like the type. Not to mention there is nothing saying otherwise.

Chrollo:

Honestly, he is like Overhaul in the sense he never really knew about ‘No Nut November’. But it’s an easy challenge for sure.

He’ll amuse you for entertainment, and depending on how the month goes he might just complete it because it doesn’t really matter to him.

Though I think there is a slim possibility that he might endings a little, only with you of course. I mean it’s more fun if you both fail right?

Silva:

If he wants to feel pleasure, he will. Trust me when I say it’d be a worse idea to even talk about it, besides does ‘NNN’ only count if you masterbate?

Your little request means nothing to him, he will stare at you disapprovingly before stuffing you with his dick.

This sexual deviant does not care.

Illumi:

He didn’t even know about it, nor does he care. He’s never masterbated before and he doesn’t see the point in it. Besides like his dad does it count if it’s in you?

He will ignore you for sure, simply pumping you full for his desired family.

The whole No Nut November just goes completely over his head. Illumi will listen to you, question you about why, and then ignore it becaus she finds in inefficient in creating a family.

[angelamajiki]

19 and 38 with Chronostasis...

[ chronostasis AKA kurono hari ]

19. “I know it hurts honey, but that's what happens when you don't listen to me.”

38. “You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that, baby.”

Escaping the Shie Hassaikai compound was no small feat. Considering your captor’s quirk, it would be nearly impossible to outrun him. An attempt would only be successful if he weren't alerted of it.

Making your way through the twisting, underground halls, you decided that his time away with Overhaul discussing business with other groups would be the best time to attempt an escape. Freedom was licking at your heels as you made it above ground, feeling the sun kiss your skin for what felt like the first time in years. Lunging for the main door, you gasped when it already began to open and uncovered Hari on the other side.

The hour hand shot out of his hood and briefly pierced your skin before retreating. An uncomfortable silence fell over the both of you as you stumbled to the floor and let out a whimper.

“I know it hurts, honey, but that's what happens when you don't listen to what I say,” he whispered, crouching down to your form on the floor and tugged a rope out from his coat. “I thought I told you to stay put while I was away.”

The gang member did quick work to wrap your still body up in the rope and ensure that after his quirk wore off, your physique would still be immobilized. Finishing the last knot, Hari stood up and inspected his handy work.

“You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that, baby. I wonder if I should leave you out here for the other members to have since you don't seem to enjoy my company.”

A cruel chuckle filled the air as he saw the panic wash over your face.

“You really think I would share? Don't be so stupid.”

Picking up your body, Hari made his way back to your shared room for a proper punishment.

[glassartpeasants]

Ó̶͕̂̉̏͐̎͗̕ũ̷͓̺͖̺͖͍͈͉̝̫̬̗̂̒̽͂r̶͉̱̺̩̫̝̤̙͍̗̜̲̭̝̋̆̈̀͜ ̷̨̩̫͈̱̤̬̲̺͍̣͔̉̈́͋̀̀̈́̃̎̈́́͘͘͠L̷̢̡̳̟̺̣̙̦͖̩̝͉̘͎͙̔̅͒͘ì̸̡̛͔͖̙̥̝̂͛͋̇͋̓̓̈͜͠ͅt̸̢͇͓̩̙͐̒̀͊̇̑̐̏͗́̍̒͘e̵̩̎̅̆͂͝r̸̡̡̫̱̼̼̤̠͙͖͙̙͓̼̦̐̈́̓̌́̀̓̑̑̊͑̿ą̴̦̦͉̩̞̲̙̹͎̃͋̇́̈̋͌̓́͐̅̀̄͌t̴̟̻̯̘͖̪͍̥̯͙͚̔͛͛͋̕͜͠ư̸̧̙̳̺̩͑̕͘r̸̪̖͆̔̀̓̈́̃̈̓e̸̡̢͉̣͍̺̟̣̹͈̬͊̊͜͝ ̴̩̫̮͚̘͌̂̋̋̓̓̂̊́͛́͠C̴̡̓̇̌́̈͛̓̊́̒̓̚͝ͅl̵̡͇̲̔͜ứ̵̥̟̟̤̯̲̙̺̍̈́̏́͗̏̀̓̍͒̇̓͝ḃ̸̥̭̉̂͛͋̃̈́̊͗̉̈͑̚͝

        ....

SPOILERS FOR DOKI DOKI LITERATURE CLUB

Characters:

Kai Chisaki-Monika

Tomura Shigaraki-Natsuki

⊙¤♤□-☆▪︎◇♧□•

Hari Kurono-Yuri

Reader-MC

Warnings: Mentions of suicide.

A/N: I’m so pissed off at myself you don’t even believe it. Like dumb bitch juice is radiating off of me cause I pretty much had to rewrite an entire chapter cause I’m an idiot.

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Chapter 13- The Next day

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As the days went by you’ve gotten more and more comfortable as the days went on. As you enter the clubroom the usual scene greets you.

“Welcome back (y/n)...” You jump slightly from Hari’s voice since you didn’t see him at first.

“Ah, hi Hari...” Your not sure If it’s you or Hari’s expression but the weight of yesterday’s quarrel still hangs in the air a little.

“U-um...” Hari glances over his shoulder and looks around the room. You follow and see Tomura reading the book he showed you yesterday and noticed that Kai hasn’t arrived yet. Suddenly Hari takes your arm and drags you to the corner of the classroom.

“About yesterday...I-I really need to apologize...nothing like this has ever happened before... and something just came over me I guess.... I wasn’t mentally sound. Please don’t think we’re normally like this! Not just me but Tomura as well.”

“Hari, I’m happy that you were considerate and apologized. You don’t have to worry too much. Even though I’ve only been here a couple days I could tell something was off yesterday. Maybe you were just a little sensitive since it was our f̶̙͋i̵̡̔r̷̹̂s̷̛͜t̶̘̀ time sharing poems or whatever it was, It didn’t make me think less of you. I had already decided that there’s no way that you were a bad person. ANd now seeing that you’re apologizing, I know you really didn’t mean the things you said.”

“A-ah...(Y/n). Don’t say such kind things so frankly...they make me a little too happy. I’m really glad that you’re such an understanding person. And I;m really glad you joined this club. Everything’s a little brighter with you around, and-ah-sorry, what am I saying right now? I just-”

“Hey, have you guys seen Kai?”

“Ah!-”

“No, I haven’t... I was also wondering where he was.”

“Man, Hari I’m guessing you haven’t either?”

“...” Hari is clearly taken aback by how calmly Tomura is addressing him. 

“N-no I haven’t...”

“Jeez, this isn’t like him at all. I know it’s stupid but I can’t help but worry for him a little bit.”

“....”

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“U-um, Tomura about yesterday...I just wanted to say I’m sorry.I promise I didn’t mean any of the things I said. And I’ll do my best to stay under control from now on so-”

“Hari, what the heck are you talking about? Did you do something yesterday?”

“...Eh?”

"̴W̸h̶a̷t̸e̴v̷e̴r̵'̶s̶ ̵o̸n̵ ̸y̷o̴u̵r̵ ̸m̴i̶n̵d̵,̷ ̵I̸'̶m̵ ̸s̴u̵r̶e̵ ̴i̴t̷ ̵w̸a̷s̵ ̴n̵o̸t̵h̵i̵n̸g̸.̶ ̸I̷ ̷d̶o̵n̴'̴t̵ ̶r̷e̴m̷e̴m̷b̵e̴r̷ ̸a̴n̷y̶t̸h̶i̴n̷g̶ ̶b̵a̷d̸ ̸h̵a̵p̶p̵e̶n̶i̶n̸g̷.̵ ̶Y̶o̸u̸'̷r̴e̶ ̸t̵h̸e̵ ̸k̸i̶n̶d̷ ̵o̶f̵ ̴p̶e̷r̶s̸o̸n̶ ̶w̷h̷o̸ ̶w̶o̶r̶r̴i̸e̵s̶ ̸t̶o̴o̴ ̷m̵u̶c̵h̷ ̷a̸b̶o̴u̶t̷ ̵t̵h̶e̸ ̷l̴i̸t̵t̵l̸e̴s̴t̸ ̵t̴h̸i̸n̷g̶s̶ ̸a̴r̶e̵n̷'̸t̵ ̴y̸o̵u̵?̷"̴

“...B-But-”

“Well what ever happened yesterday I’ll take your apology if it makes you feel better on whatever your rambling on. Plus it’s nice to hear it cause I always thought you secretly hated me or something like that-w̵h̷y̸ ̷w̸o̸u̵l̴d̵ ̶y̸o̶u̶ ̶s̴a̸y̵ ̴t̸h̴a̷t̷?̵ ̵I̷ ̶t̷h̷o̸u̵g̸h̴t̷ ̷I̶ ̵c̵o̶u̷l̶d̴ ̵t̵r̵u̷s̴t̴ ̸y̵o̸u̵.̶ ̸Y̴o̴u̸'̸l̸l̸ ̷n̷e̶v̵e̶r̸ ̶b̶e̴ ̶w̵o̸r̷t̴h̶ ̴a̴n̵y̶t̷h̸i̶n̴g̴.̶ ̵B̴e̵t̷t̵e̴r̷ ̴w̸a̴t̷c̸h̴ ̵y̸o̸u̸r̴s̴e̴l̶f̸,̸ ̴H̵a̷r̷i̴,̷ ̷y̶o̷u̷ ̷m̵i̴g̸h̵t̵ ̶c̴u̷t̵ ̵y̷o̷u̸r̸s̵e̴l̴f̷ ̴o̴n̴ ̷t̴h̷a̴t̸ ̵l̴i̵t̵t̶l̸e̶ ̴e̶d̵g̸e̷ ̷o̵f̵ ̷y̶o̵u̸r̷s̴.̷“ The ringing began in your head again as you look at Tomura who’s eyes were static and his mouth stretched into a horrifying smile looking directly at you and Hari’s panicked face, making him shake. Then it was gone and Tomura’s face was back to Normal.

“Ehehe...not at all. I don’t hate you.”

“Ha, well you're kinda weird but I don’t hate you either!”

“Thanks-...” Tomura turns to you with a smile on his face.

“Your still on trial though.”

“Hey...” Suddenly the door swings open.

“Sorry I’m super sorry!”

“Ah there you are.”

“I didn’t mean to be late. I hope you guys weren’t worried or anything!”

“Nah..well Tomura was.”

“I-I was not!”

“Ahaha.”

“What took you so long anyway?”

“Ah well my last period was study hall. To be honest I just lost track of time.”

“Well you would have at least heard the bell.”

“Piano? I wasn’t aware you played any music Kai.” Hari says looking at Kai.

“I-I don’t really. I actually just started recently..to be honest, I’ve always wanted to learn it.”

“Well I admire your determination.”

“ThanksHari.”

“You should play something for us!”

“That’s uh, maybe once I get a little better I will. I’m working on a song but it’s not quite done yet.” Kai looks at you really quick.

“I’ll look forward to it!” You say looking at him while smiling.

“Really? In that case I won’t let you down (Y/N).” Kai smiles at you from behind his mask.

“Ah, I didn’t mean to put pressure on you or anything like that!”

“Ahaha, don’t worry. I was hoping I could share it with you anyway! I guess that’s why I’ve been practicing so much recently.”

“I see. Well, since your the one making it, I know it’ll be awesome!” You weren’t sure if he was referring to the whole club or just you when he said he wanted to share it.

“Haha thanks...” You smile up at Kai with your thumbs up. He laughs at you before a slight hue is noticeable on his face. Before coughing.

“I guess I best be off to go grab something. So I’ll see you later.”

“Aw! That sucks, I wanted to talk to you more but if you have to.”

“R̵-̷R̶E̸A̶L̵L̸Y̸?̵!̸-Sorry haha. Maybe we could tomorrow?”

“It’s a deal!”

“Bye-N̵O̴!̸ ̵W̸H̸A̸T̶ ̷A̸R̷E̶ ̴Y̸O̴U̴ ̵D̵O̷I̵N̷G̸?̶!̶ ̴S̸H̶E̶ ̴W̴A̷N̸T̶S̵ ̷T̵O̷ ̵T̸A̷L̵K̵ ̵W̸I̵T̸H̸ ̵M̷E̶!̸ ̶N̶O̶ ̸S̵T̵O̶P̸ ̴P̴L̷E̴A̴S̴E̵!̷ ̶W̵H̷Y̴ ̵C̶A̵N̵'̶T̸ ̸I̶ ̸H̵A̷V̶E̴ ̶ ̷C̴H̶A̵N̷C̷E̷?̸!̸“ Kai turns his back and walks toward the front of the classroom.

After you got done talking to Kai, Hari walks back over to you with a slight pink hue on his face.

“Um...hey, since your compliments put me in a good mood today I was wondering if you would like to read with me? I-in the club of course!”

“Ah, I suppose so. I don’t think I could say no either. I mean after all, you did give that book to me. But before I do I need to make sure Tomura isn’t waiting for me. After we finished reading yesterday he-”

“H-He’s fine! He’s reading over there. So it’s okay right?” You really wanted to talk to Tomura about it cause he seemed so happy. You just decided to shout it across the room.

“Hey Tomura! I’m gonna read with Hari today! Can I read with you tomorrow? I promise I will!” Tomura had a quick sad face before it left after realizing you would read with him again tomorrow.

“Yeah okay! Thanks for telling me!” You turn to Hari and look at him. He had a sort of irritated look on his face while staring at Tomura but you decided not to comment on that.

“Ready?” His face turns back towards yours with a big smile on his face.

“Okay! Can we start now? Sorry I’m being a little forceful aren’t I? My heart...just won’t stop pounding for some reason.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s nice to see you with so much energy.”

“Yeah. B-But..I need to try and calm down. I won’t be able to focus on reading like this."

“Sure-” Hari grabs your arm before you both sit at a desk. Hari takes his left arm and hold the left side of the book with it. With the book between his thumb and forefinger.

“Ah.” You did the same with your right arm and held the right side of the book. That way if you turn a page Hari can just push it under his thumb. But huddled close like this you are closer than you’ve ever been with Hari. It’s kinda distracting. The way Hari’s warmth gives you a sense of unsettling calmness.

“Are you ready?”

“Eh?”

“To turn the page?”

“Ah! Sorry! I think I got distracted for a few seconds.” You turn your eyes over to Hari and your eyes meet. You don’t know if you’ll manage to keep up with him considering he’s read more than you’ve had in awhile.

“Ah that’s okay. You don’t read much right? I don’t mind waiting if it takes you a bit longer. It’s probably the least I could do. Since you’ve been patient with me.”

“Y-Yeah. Thanks. Are you okay? You’re breathing a little fast.”

“My breathing?” Hari puts an arm on his chest as if to feel his heart beat.

“I-I...didn’t even notice.” You look at Hari with concern before a sense of unease filled you when his eyes seemed to widen and a smile appeared on his face.

“Anyway I’m fine! I-I just need a drink of water!”

“Alright..don’t push yourself...” Hari stands up and practically rushes out of the classroom.

“What on earth was that about?...”

“(Y/N)? Did something happen just now?” Kai walked up to you and asked. Where did he come from?

“Eh? I have no idea...Hari was acting a little strange I guess-”

“So you don’t know anything?”

“Sorry I can’t say I do...are you worried about him?”

“Oh no....not really. I was making sure you didn’t do anything to him.” I mean your all for protective friends but you didn’t do shit.

“N-n

o nothing!”

“Ahaha, don’t worry...I believe you silly. Hari does this sometimes so, it’s noting alarming.”

“Oh I see. If you say so.”

“I see. Well how about we share one another poems for now.”

“What about Hari?”

“He’ll be back in a bit. Best to let him be for now.”

“O-okay I guess.”

“Here, we can start off with each others.” Kai smiled at you before handing you his.

You read through his poem and felt a little bit light headed. This feels like a poem you’ve already read before? Your eye work towards the bottom and his words seem to slowly jumble up together that gave you a feeling of uneasy before the last two words made you concerned.

Delete Him

You put the poem down while looking at Kai with a smile on your face. Hopefully hiding the uneasy you feel inside.

“Sorry, I know it’s kind of abstract. I’m just trying to-uh nevermind. There’s no point in explaining. Anyway, here’s a little tip for you, sometimes you’ll find yourself facing a difficult decision. When that happens don’t forget to save your game! You never know when...um...who am I talking to?-

Ṕ̷̠͈̰̔͐͋l̸̨̡̧̟̣̻̻̹͂͒̃̀́͊ͅè̴̲͕̮͂͌͒̕͝ǡ̸̛̉̈́̈́̀͆̑͜s̷̡̨̨̬̙͖͔̙̪̊̀͛͛͂͒e̶̪͆̇̀̓ ̷̧̻̰̖̻̲͕́̉ͅh̵̡̨̧̪̟̦͖̤̯̾̓̀̒̕e̷̙͍̬̗̎̒̍̿l̵͕̦̍̑̈́̄p̶̨̧̧̗͉̯̜̱̗̎̀͆̑̋̍͐̎̕ ̴̨̥̹̲̲̃́̇̐̅m̷̨̱̮͖̒͐̓͝ē̷̳̈́̋̄

"That’s my advice for today. Go share your poem with the others now!” 

***

we just gonna skip reading the others poems since it’s really nothing special trust me

***

“We’re all done reading each other’s poems right? We have something we need to go over today, so if everyone could come sit at the front of the classroom.”

“Is this about the festival?”

“Well sort of-”

‘Ugh do we really have to do something for the festival? I mean we really can’t do much in just a few days. We might just end up embarrassing ourselves instead of getting any new members.”

“That’s a concern of mine as well. I don’t really do good with last minute preparations.”

“Don’t worry so much, we’re gonna keep it simple okay? Look I know everyone has been more...lively...ever since (Y/N) joined and we’ve even started with some club activities. But this isn’t the time for us to be complaining. We still only have four members and the festival is our only real chance to find more, you know?”

“What’s so great about new members anyway? We already have enough to be considered a official club. More members just means everything get’s noisier and more difficult to manage.”

“I don’t think It’s that way at all. Plus who knows, maybe your crush will actually join after the festival.”

“They’re not my crush anymore...” Tomura said in a faint whisper sparing a glance at you, but loud enough for you to hear. And for Kai to hear as well. A irritated face placed itself on Kai’s as he looked at Tomura.

“Well...we should do just something small. Wouldn’t you say (Y/N)?”

“Oh come on! You can’t take advantage of (Y/N) to agree with you just because she doesn’t know how to say no. I just like it better here than at home. And (Y/N) didn’t even try literature until a few days ago. Hari is too shy to do anything. No offense but I think you’re the only one who’s interested in finding new members. I know your President and all but you should really consider our opinions for once.” Kai looks at Tomura, clearly taken aback by his words.

“I-I...”Kai says nothing before sighing and walking back to his desk and stares at it. You can hear hi whisper a few things but couldn’t quite catch it.

“Now you’ve done it Tomura.”

“What?! What did I do? All I did was speak my mind, is it a crime to be honest?”

“It’s not about being honest it’s about-”

“I just wanted a place to be with a few friends....I’m going home.”

“Tomura wait-” Tomura, ignoring Hari’s words walks right out of the classroom.

“This is bad...I don’t know what to do.”

“Well do you have an opinion on the festival?”

“I-I don’t know... I’m kinda indifferent i guess.-W̵h̷o̴ ̸c̵a̷r̸e̷s̴ ̵a̷b̴o̵u̶t̵ ̶t̵h̶a̴t̷ ̴o̶b̵n̸o̵x̸i̴o̶u̷s̴ ̷b̵r̵a̵t̵?̵---I mean, I like how nice and quiet the club is right now....and I’m just happy with you here...But still! I’m the vice president... It’s not right of me to ignore my duties like that-N̶o̶b̴o̵d̸y̵ ̵w̷o̸u̵l̷d̸ ̵c̵r̵y̷ ̶i̸f̶ ̴h̸e̵ ̵k̶i̸l̸l̷e̷d̷ ̴h̵i̶m̵s̷e̸l̷f̸..-I should do my best to consider everyone's perspective and make the decision that’s right or this club.But what about you (Y/N)? What do you wanna get outta this club?” You feel light headed as Hari repeats the same question as Kai. Not knowing what to say. You decided a indirect answer is better than nothing at all.

“I think it’s not about how many members are here but the quality of each member.” You look at Hari with a smile before thats quickly wiped away as soon as you see blood dripping from Hari’s eyes. You blink rapidly as still see the blood dripping out of his left eye and down onto his cheek. And as soon as it showed, it was gone.

“I agree with you. stepping out of your comfort area is good once and awhile. So if you’d like to help Kai with the festival then I’m in too.”

“Alright! Maybe we can talk to Tomura tomorrow?” Hari nods.

“Hey Hari.”

“Eh?”

“I know things we’re  little awkward yesterday. But I feel like you deserve to know that I still think your a great vice president and a wonderful best friend.”

“Kai...”

“I wanted to thank you for helping me set up this club in the first place. That being said I thinks it’s best if we all go home for today.”

“Thank you. Shall we go (Y/N)?”

“Actually, I wanted to chat with (Y/N) before she goes. Just to see what she thinks about her time here and all that. It’s important to me as president.”

“...” Hari looks a little troubled but doesn’t protest.

“Okay. I trust your judgement Kai. In that case I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.” Kai waves as Hari exits the classroom.

“Phew, things have been a little hectic lately, haven’t they? (Y/N), I just wanted to make sure you’re enjoying your time at this club. I would really hate to see you unhappy. It’s kinda my responsibility as president..and I really do care about you...you know? I don’t like seeing the other boys give you a hard time. With how rude Tomura is and everything. And Hari being a little bit...you know.” Kai’s words sink in as your vision gets blurry and darker by each word leaving his lips.

“Ahaha. Sometimes is feels like you and I are the only real people here. You know what I mean? But it’s weird cause all the time you’ve been here, we’ve rarely spoken to each other or got to spend any time together.”

“Aha...I guess....I mean you’ve only been here for a couple days...Sorry, I didn’t mean to say something weird. There are just some things I’ve been hoping to talk about with you. Things I know only YOU could understand. So that’s why-” Your vision starts blurring as your legs felt weak as you look at Kai. A look of worry flashes his face,

“Wait no! Not yet! NO!”

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Masterlist :))

Here’s the Masterlist! Sorry it took me so long to write one up lol  ( ˙꒳​˙ ) :

My No-No’s: What won’t I write for?

Fandoms I Write For: Fandoms

Boku no Hero Acedamia: 

-Gang Orca:

Do You Fear Me?: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Pod

-Sun Eater

      1. Meek

-Mirko:

      1. Bunny

-Endeavour: 

Forget Him (includes Dabi, Endeavour and Shouto):  Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Baby: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 

Versus: Part 1,  Part 2 (Endeavour and All Might)

Phoenix (Endeavour and Hawks)

Intolerable

-Hawks

      1. Phoenix (Endeavour and Hawks)

-Dabi:

Forget him: Part 3, Part 4

-All for one: 

Heal Me: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Purely Platonic

-Tomura Shigaraki

      1.  Rotten Crows (with Chisaki) 

-Kurono Hari

      1. Pillow Princess (With Setsuno) 

-Rappa: 

Disgusting

Uneventful

-Kai Chisaki

      1. Rotten Crows (with Shigaraki)

      2. Feeble

-Vlad King: 

Behind the Mask: Part 1, Part 2

Paladin: Part 1, Part 2

-Muscular: 

Brute

-Fatgum: 

Cake: Part 1, Part 2

-Bakugo Katsuki: 

Haunted House

Allow Me to Keep You Safe: Part 3

-Shōji Mezō: 

200 Follower Special

-Best Jeanist: 

As You Wish

-Todoroki Natsuo

     1. Clumsy

-Twice:

Allow Me to Keep You Safe: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

-Kurogiri: 

My Darling Sunshine

-All Might: 

A Horrible Mistake

Versus

-Setsuno Tōya

      1. Pillow Princess (With Chronostasis) 

      2. A Little Bit Off

-Izuku ‘Deku’ Midoriya

Debt That’s Due

JoJo no Kimyō na Bōken:

 -Yoshikage Kira: 

て

-Jean Polnareff: 

Delusions

ブン-ブン

-Jotaro Kujo: 

Daddy Issues: Part 1, Part 2

Used

-Noriaki Kakyoin: 

Emerald Deceit: Part 1, Part 2

きつね (Fox) Part 1, Part 2

-N’Doul: 

Typhlotic: Part 1, Part 2

Beta

A Shifter’s Dream

-Dio: 

      1. Idol

      2. Typhlotic: Part 1, Part 2 

-Mohammad Avdol: 

Virtuoso 

-Terence:

Hausfrau

-Narancia Ghirga:

Obsessed With Loving You

-Bruno Bucciarati:

Capo

-Melone

Baby Fever

-Risotto Nero

Baby Fever

-Diavolo 

Doppio’s Wants, Diavolo’s Guidance

-Doppio

Doppio’s Wants, Diavolo’s Guidance

-Hol Horse

A Cowboy’s Plight

Hetaria: 

-Italy (Feliciano Vargas): 

イタリア

Ōran Kōkō Hosuto Kurabu: 

-Tamaki Suoh (Suō):

Spiraling

Kyassurubania: 

-Alucard: 

Longing: Part 1, Part 2

-Striga: 

Dragoste

HunterxHunter:

-Illumi Zoldyck:

      1. Purpose

      2. Jealousy

-Chrollo Lucifer 

       1.Itsy Bitsy

-Pakunoda:

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

-Milluki Zoldyck

Ugly Bastard

Haikyū!!: 

-Aone Takanobu

      1.こわい (Scary)

-Lev Haiba

       1. Утешение

-Bokuto Koutarou

Bulls in the Bronx

-Ushijima Wakatoshi

 A Farmer Boy’s Crush

Hunters vs Gatherers, 2,  3

-Kyoutani Kentarou 

Trouble In Paradise

-Iwaizumi Hajime

Trouble In Paradise

-Yamaguchi Tadashi

Yamaguchi’s Awakening

-Kita Shinsuke

Ripe For the Pickin’

-Tendou Satori

Hunters vs Gatherers, 2,  3

-Tsukishima Kei

The Negative One

Desu Nōto:

-L Lawliet (Eru Rōraito)

Deception

Harry Potter

-Draco Malfoy

Study ‘Date’

Malfoy Fucker

-Lucius Malfoy

Spew

Malfoy Fucker

-Severus Snape:

Momma’s Boy

Coraline:

-Male Beldam

     1. Other Love

Shingeki no Kyojin: 

-Yelena

Fixation Part 1, Part  2

-Hange Zoe

The Scientist

-Armin Arlert

Unspoken Rule

Twisted Wonderland

-Dire Crowley

Murder of Crows

-Vil Schoenheit

GBF

Jujutsu Kaisen 

-Todo Aoi

Idolised

-Yoshino Junpei

Bimbo Bitch

Diabolik Lovers: 

-Subaru

Subaru’s Girl

Obey Me:

-Diavolo

A Prince’s Love

Non Dark Fics:

Jojo:

-Melone

 Baby Fever

-Risotto

Baby Fever

Drabbles:

Jojo Drabbles:

Mommy Lisa Lisa Tiddy Sucking P.1 Drabble

Mommy Lisa Lisa Tiddy Sucking P.2 Drabble

My Hero Drabbles:

Yan Bakugo Fam x Preggo Reader Drabble

Headcannons: 

Jojo HCs:

‘Beta’ N’Doul HCs

Jojo 1-3 after you (multi yandere)

NSFW N’Doul HCs

NSFW Jojo 1-3 HCs

Wedding HCs (Polnareff, Jotaro, Kakyoin, and N’Doul)

N’Doul x Fiery S/O HCs 

Yan N’Doul x Virg Reader HCs 

Yan HCs for N’Doul and Kakyoin 

Yan Kira HCs 

Darling preference for Jotaro, Bruno, Jolyne and Giorno 

Yandere Jotaro, Jolyne and Narancia HCs 

Yan types for N’Doul, Kakyoin and Polneraff  

Yan Jojo Bros x Small Fem Reader

‘Beta’ N’Doul HCs

Yan Jojo Bros kinks

‘Beta’ N’Doul questions

Fox Kakyoin x Reader x Wolf Jotaro Pt. 1

Yan Dio x Reader x Yan (Platonic) Older Bro Jonathan HCs

Yan Doppio HCs

Yan Speedwagon and Yan Jonathan HCs

Fox Kakyoin x Reader x Wolf Jotaro Pt. 2

Yan Doppio x Reader x Yan (platonic) Older Bro Diavolo HCs

Yan Kira and Yan Doppio HCs

Yan Terence and Yan N’Doul x Small Powerful Fem Readers HCs

Fox Kakyoin x Reader x Wolf Jotaro Pt. 3 

Yan Soft Avdol x Virgin Fem Reader HCs

Yandere La Squadra HCs

Yan Bruno x Petite Reader x Yan Abbachio HCs

Yan Dio x Pregnant Reader HCs

Yan Dio and Jonathan x Stepmom Reader HCs

Yandere Giorno HCs 

Yandere Diavolo x Reader x Yandere Doppio HCs 

Yandere Mista HCs

Yandere Kira x Pregnant Reader

Yandere Pillarmen HCs

Yandere Dom Lisa Lisa, Yan Holly Kujo, and Yan Shinobu HCs

Yan Dio x Reader x Platonic Yan Jonathan

Yandere Pillar Men Sucking Pregnant Reader’s Tiddies HCs

Here are some Yan Rohan HCs

Yandere Koichi Hirose HCs

Yandere Yukako HCs

Yandere La Squadra (separate) x Innocent Reader HCs

Yandere La Squadra x Pregnant Reader HCs

Yandere La Squadra x Reader Who Likes to Wear Their Clothes HCs

Yandere La Squadra (Poly) HCs:

Yan Fox Kak x Fem Reader x Yan Wolf Joot NSFW HCs

Yandere Sugar Daddy La Squadra (Poly) HCs

Yandere Poly Pillarmen HCs

Yan N’Doul x Reluctant Reader HCs

Yan Rohan x Overdue Fem Reader HCs

Mommy Holly HCs

Yan La Sqaudra: Kid asks ab how Mom and Dad met HCs

Yandere La Squadra x Breastfeeding Reader HCs

Sub Jotaro: Sub Joot HCs 1 , Yan Sub Joot x Dom Reader 2

Yan N'Doul x Oblivious Fem Reader HCs

If Emerald Deceit didn't happen HCs

Yandere Tomoko Higashikata HCs

Yan Joot and Holly x Fem Reader HCs

Yan Joot, Kak, and 'Doul (together) x fem crusader HCs

Yan Narancia, Fugo, Abbaccio, Bruno, Risotto, Ghiaccio, and Pesci x Reader who's stalker crashes their wedding HCs

Yan Pesci, Doppio, Melone, Risotto, Abbaccio, and Proscuitto x Cold Hearted Reader HCs

Yandere JJBA Characters that are wolves in sheep's clothing

Female Joot HCs

Yandere Risotoo, Pesci, Doppio, Narancia, and Melone x Darling w Muscular Dystrophy HCs 

Yan La Squadra x Reader's Twins That Aren't Theirs HCs

Yandere Narancia, Risotto, Pesci, Melone, and Doppio x Darling w bloody tears HCs

Yandere La Squadra x Fem Reader Who Doesn't Like Them Touching Her Child HCs

Yan Kak and Joot Dping Fem Reader HCs

Yan Bunny N'Doul x Small, Strong Reader HCs

Yan La Squadra x Reader Who Dances w a Dance Partner HCs

Yan La Squadra (sep) x Fem Single-Mom (Magician) Reader HCs

Yan N'Doul Where Y/N Escapes HCs

Yandere Holly and Yandere Joot x Fem Reader HCs

Yan N'Doul x Oblivious Fem Reader HCs

Yan Sub Joot x Dom Wife HCs

Emerald Deceit w Dom Wife Reader HCs

Yandere Caesar HCs

Emerald Deceit but Reader kills herself HCs

Sub N'Doul HCs

Yandere Jotaro x Fem! Small but terrifying S/O HCs

Yan Kakyoin and Joot HCs (poly)

Yan Bunny N'Doul x Fem Reader w/ their babies

Yan Joot, Kak, and N'Doul x Reader NSFW HCs

Yandere La Squadra x Fem Wifey at the beach HCs

Yandere La Squadra x Fem Reader Who Kicks Them Out HCs

Yandere Mountain Tim x Fem Reader HCs

Yan Kak, Joot, and Doul HCs

Yandere Wolf Rook x Small, but Strong Fem Reader HCs

Yan La Squadra x Fem Reader Who Called Them a Stalker HCs

Yan Joseph and Caeser x Disinterested Fem Reader HCs

Yandere Mountain Tim NSFW HCs

Yan Kitsune Kak and Wolf Joot x Kak Hater Darling HCs

Yan Kitsune Kak and Wolf Joot x Fem Reader NSFW HCs

'Beta' N'Doul x Beta Reader HCs

Yan Naga Avdol x Fem Reader HCs

Yan Alpha N'Doul Forbidden Romance HCs

Yan Loser Squad (N'Doul, Kakyoin, Jotaro) x Fem Reader w womb tat HCs

Naga Avdol NSFW HCs

Yan Naga Avdol x Willing Fem Reader HCs

Yan Alpha N'Doul x Beta Fem Reader Who's Masturbating HCs

Yandere JJBA Bro AU X Small Fem Reader Dirty Talk HCs

Yan Speedwagon and Jonathan x Fem Reader NSFW HCs

Jojo Bros Au Gangbang HCs

Alpha N'Doul x Beta Fem Reader Who Tries to Convince Him to Leave Her Alone HCs

Yan N'Doul, Jotaro, and Kakyoin Stands x Reader HCs

Yan N'Doul Trying to Control Himself HCs

Yan La Squadra x Pregnant Reader w Cheater ex S/O HCs

Yan Kakyoin x OP Fem Reader

Yan Abbachio, Narancia, Fugo, Pesci, Melone, and Risotto x Cat-like Fem Reader HCs

HXH HCs:

‘Ugly Bastard’ Milluki HCs

Silva  Zoldyck HCs

Does Milluki want a big fam?

Yan Shiapouf Hcs

Yan Chrollo HCs

Yan Chrollo x Reader who has an oral cockwarming/cockwarming kink

Yan Kikyo x Male Reader HCs

Yan Shaiapouf and Yan Meruem HCs

Yandere Silva and Kikyo NSFW 

HCsYandere Hisoka x Unwilling Reader HCs

Yan Adult Trio x Horny/Needy Darling HCs

Yandere Phinks HCs

Naruto HCs:

Yandere Naruto Duos after you 

Yandere Akatsuki preferred darlings

Yandere Akatsuki react to darling in their cloak 

Pein NSFW HCs 

NSFW HCs for Sai, Tobi, Deidara and Kakashi 

Yandere Tobi HCs 

Naruto Duos x Darling HCs

Yan Rock Lee NSFW HCs

Yandere Kakashi x Fem Reader NSFW HCS

Yan Kakashi x Uninterested Darling HCs

My Hero HCs:

Rei and Enji x Male Reader

Yan Endeavor, Twice, Setsuno HCs 

Yan Bakugou Family HCs

Pervy Rei x Petite Male Reader HCs

Yan Midoriya Fam HCs

Yan Chronostasis HCs

Yandere Milfs (Inko, Mitsuki, and Rei) x Male Reader

Yandere Shie Hassaikai (poly) x Crybaby Reader HCs:

Yandere Enji, All Fight (lol), and Fried Chicken man HCs

Yan Setsuno Tiddy Sucking HCs

Yandere Overhaul HCs

Twisted Wonderland HCs:

Yan Crowley and Yan Rook x Fem Reader HCs

Yandere Crowley x Escaped Reader HCs

Yandere Crowley HCs

Yan Wolf Rook x Small but Strong Fem Reader HCs

Yandere Crowley and Divus x Fem Reader HCs

Yandere Divus NSFW HCs

Yan Divus and Yan Dire Where Reader likes Dire more HCs

Yan Rook x Fem Reader Who Offers Alternative Darling

Yan Crowley x Pregnant Reader HCs

Yan Wolf Rook Trying to Seduce Reader HCs

Yan Wolf Rook and Raven Crowley x Reader HCs

Yan Rook and Crowley and what they'd say to make u like them

Yan Crowley x Little Red Reader x Yan Rook HCs

Haikyuu HCs:

 Yan Goshiki HCs

Yandere Aone HCs

Trouble In Paradise HCs

Yamaguchi's Awakening HCs

Yandere Ushijima and Tendou x Girly Reader HCs

Yan Tsukki vs Yan Yama and Yan Tendou vs Yan Ushi HCs

Diabolik Lovers HCs: 

       1.Yan Subaru and Yan Azusa HCs

Death Note HCs:

 Yan Near HCs

Yandere Misa and L (separate) x Pregnant Reader HCs

Harry Potter HCs:

Yandere (Momma’s Boy) Snape HCs

Yan Malfoy VS Yan Weasley Twins HCs

Attack On Titan HCs:

Yandere Yelena HCs

Yandere Bertholdt and Yandere Reiner HCs

Yandere Porco HCs

Avatar The Last Airbender HCs:

Yandere Zuko HCs

Jujutsu Kaisen HCs:

Yandere Getou HCs

Multi Fandom HCs:

NSFW HCs for Shikamaru, Twice, Setsuno, Tamaki, Silva and Illumi

Pregnancy HCs for Setsuno Toya, Amajiki Tamaki, Twice, Aizawa, Endeavor and Tom Riddle 

Pregnancy HCs for Illumi Zoldyck, Silva Zoldyck, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy 

Draco Malfoy, Bruno Bucciarati and Illumi Zoldyck as Yandere 

Yandere HC for Shuu Tsukiyama, Ayato Kirishima, Porco Galliard, Reiner Braun, Berthold Hoover, Yelena, Setsuno Toya, Twice, Endeavor, Jolyne Kujo, Jotaro Kujo, Zuko, L, Illumi Zoldyck, Silva Zoldyck, Milluki Zoldyck and Takashi Morinozuka x Fem

Darling who wears their clothes HCs

Yandere Illumi, Reiner, Setsuno, Silva, Goshiki and Subaru with a darling who is very sexual and perverted

Yandere! Illumi, Milluki, Setsuno, Subaru, Kanato, Berthold, Goshiki, Tobi, Pain and Doppio when they catch their darling masturbating and moaning their name

Yandere Doppio, Setsuno, Bertholdt, Illumi, and Subaru x Innocent Reader HCs

Yan Enji, Subaru, Illumi, and Setsuhoe x Hybrid Reader HCs

Yandere Shuu, Naki, Setsuno, and Illumi x Reader Forced into Lingerie HCs

Yandere Draco, Kars, and Phinks x Jealous Reader HCs

Yandere Setsuno, Tamaki, L, Phinks, Giorno, and Reiner x Darling that always wants to suck them off HCs

Yan Endeavor, Chrollo, Doppio, Yoshikage, Dio and Setsuno x Reader w high libido HCs

Yan Setsuno, Tamaki (I'm guessing BNHA Tama), L, Phinks, Giorno, and Reiner x Darling w an oral fixation HCs

Yan Agni, Bertl, Illumi, Overhaul, and Setsuno (sep) x protective womb tat reader HCs

Yan Atsumu & Osamu, Yan Hikaru & Kaoru HCs

Yan Illumi, Tobi, Giorno, Kira, Bertl, and Setsuno x Idol Reader HCs