The.. lack of OPM fanfics is actually appalling. One would assume that this anime would be piling with fanfics, the men (and women) in this show are quite honestly (in my opinion) some of the most attractive/majestic anime characters I've come across. Their characters are intriguing too when you look into their lore. I am not seeing enough variety y'all... what are we doing, These beautiful ahh characters are literally being thrown your way. I should be seeing weekly updates. Why am i having to re-read fics...🗿
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You and your boyfriend walking down the street but a man in a black hoodie and pants walkes over then pulls out a knife from his pocket. "Give me your money!" He said pointing the knife at you both.
Saitama
Saitama looks at the man annoyed. "What are you doing?" Saitama said that the thug felt his entire body shaking with sweat going up to his face.
"Trying to rob my and my S/o?" He said then lift his hand. "Don't interfere with our shopping!" He said then hits the thug. Knocking him out.
Saitama looks at you. "You ok?" He asked looking bored but his tone was in concern. "I'm fine thank to you" you said then kissed his cheek.
He blushes red then scratched the back of his neck with a smile.
Genos
Genos narrowed his eyes. "You dare threatened my S/o in front of me!" He said then he grabbed the man by the collar. "You were mistaken" he said looking stoic.
His new updates as his arm shot out wires then tied the thug up then dragged him to a police officer to throw jail.
After he looks at you. "Are you alright? Were you scared? Do you need medical care? Are you hurt?" He questioned but you hold his hand.
"I'm ok Genos. Thank you for saving me" you said have him a kiss on his cheek. He was steaming as he walked with you.
Sonic
Sonic was in the shadows then saw you getting mugged. He throws his explosive shurikens at the man. Blew him up causing the thug to fall onto the ground.
Sonic dashed over to you with worry. "Did he hurt you? I'll kill him if he did" Sonic said clutching onto his small sword behind his back.
"I'm ok Sonic" you said reassuring him with a kind smile. He sighs in relief then hugged you. "Good. I'm staying by your side" he said walking with you.
Zombieman
Zombieman looks at the knife then at the thug like it was nothing. "Put it down" he said firmly as he puts you behind him. The man then stabbed him.
Zombieman was unfazed as he grabbed the man's hand then twist it. Pulling out the knife with his other hand as he turned the man around then pinned him down.
"You ok Sweetheart?" Zombieman asked you with concern. "I'm fine but you got hurt" you said worried. He chuckled as he moved his coat to see the wound was healed up.
"I'm fine S/o, I'll live" he said as the police takes the man away. You kissed Zombieman's cheek.
"Thank you, Zombieman for saving me" you said softly. He smiles then kisses your forehead.
King
King's heart started to rumble as it got louder and louder. The thug then noticed he was robbing the King and the roar of his King Engine.
The thug dropped his knife then got to the floor blowing with his head on the floor. Begging for forgiveness. "Please King! Im sorry, please forgive me!" The thug cried.
King stares at him with intense rumbling. "You should go to the police to be forgiven" Kind said in his deep voice.
He thug nods "I will!" He cried then ran to a police officer to go to jail. The people clapping but King ignoring them as he takes you around the corner.
He was breathing heavily. "That was close! Are you ok?" He asked still panicking. "I'm fine, King" you said.
You kissed his cheek to calm him down. He calms down then smiles as he holds your hand to go home to play games.
Metal Bat
Metal Bat puts you and Zenko behind him. You covered Zenko's eyes so she doesn't see what was going to happen.
Metal Bat then hits the knife out of the thug's hand then hits him on the head, knocking him out. Metal Bat huffed annoyed.
He turned around to you and Zenko. "Are you both ok?" He asked. You and Zenko nods "thank you big brother Badd" Zenko said.
"Thank you for saving us" You said then kissed his cheek making him turn bright red. "L... Let's go get... Uh... Ice cream. Yeah ice cream!" He said then takes Zenko's hand with you holding the other hand of Zenko's.
Garou
Garou grins then used his Fist of Water Flowing Crushing Rock to disarm the man then hit him in the face, chest, and groin.
"You are a dumbass if you think you can take me on and threatening my S/o" Garou said point his thumb at you. He takes your hand then walked past the thug.
"You alright babe?" He asked looking round for anymore danger. "I'm ok, thanks to you my big bad wolf" you said then kissed his lips.
He was stunned then grins with lust at you. "Well, let's go home and show me how grateful you are" he picked you up and over his shoulder.
- Garou is highly protective, often going overboard to shield you from harm, even exaggerating his own strength to playfully reassure you, either by challenging them to feats of strength or talking down to the person or monster who dared to attack you.
- Despite his intimidating aura, Garou finds comfort in quiet moments with you. His cold mask begins to slip, revealing a need for understanding and acceptance.
- Garou admires your kindness, leading him to fiercely defend your honor against any threat or harm. After all, he sees your kindness as a strength rather than a weakness, and yearns to protect it.
- While Garou often acts aloof, he struggles with feelings of being unloved or unable to belong, making him occasionally desperate for reassurance from you, though he rarely asks for it outright.
- Your encouragement and support definitely plays a central role in helping Garou recognize his humanity and capacity for good.
- Garou enjoys simple pleasures like sharing stories, sparring, and trying to impress the reader with his fighting skills, but his attempts often come off surprisingly earnest or awkward.
- He has an unconventional sense of romance, favoring acts like carrying groceries, cooking meals that are far too spicy, or showing off his agility just to coax a laugh or smile out of you.
- Garou dislikes seeing you involved in dangerous activities and gets rather flustered and uncharacteristically gentle when tending to your injuries, even if sustained during mundane events such as bruising your knee rather than hero work.
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warnings: explicit sexual content, heavy bdsm elements (dominance/submission, spanking), oral/penetrative sexual activity , graphic sexual language
synopsis: you thought you could take backshots for garou but you very quickly learned that was not the case.
with every powerful thrust, your mind hazed over, surrendering to the filthy, dizzying state that enveloped you. his voice, low and commanding, cut through the heavy air, igniting a shiver of excitement and raw pleasure that coursed through you.
“whose pussy is this?” he growled, his tone laced with intoxicating possessiveness. each relentless drive of his cock into you sent shockwaves of bliss reverberating through your body, leaving you breathless and aching for more.
you were completely and utterly his, lost in a tide of sensation that blurred the line between pleasure and surrender.
you could hardly think straight, your senses overwhelmed by the feel of his cock splitting you open, the heat building with each ruthless stroke.
the world blurred as you struggled to form a coherent thought, your body a moaning, trembling mess beneath him.
“yours! yours! yours, garou!” you chanted like a prayer, your voice breathy and desperate.
each word spilled from your lips like a mantra of surrender, an affirmation of the filthy connection between you.
the way he moved was mesmerizing—each thrust deliberate, brutal, and deep, designed to stir every nerve in your body.
you clutched the sheets, your fingers digging in so hard your knuckles turned white, the fabric crumpling as if it could anchor you amidst the rising tide of sensation.
his scent surrounded you like a heady fog—a mix of sweat, musk, and heat—filling your lungs, making you light-headed.
each slam of his hips sent ripples of ecstasy coursing through you, the tightening coil of pleasure deep within, the heat pooling low in your belly, a blissful pressure that threatened to spill over.
you thought to yourself, how the fuck did i end up in this situation?
FLASHBACK:
the night had started off innocent enough. you’d just gotten out of the shower, hair damp, a towel hanging loosely around your shoulders. you and garou were sprawled out on the couch, flipping through channels, looking for something to watch.
it was just background noise, a reason to be close, your shoulders brushing as you sat next to each other.
banter flowed naturally, as it always did with garou. his teasing was easy, the kind that always made you want to throw it back at him.
“i’m just saying,” garou drawled, a grin spreading across his face, “i don’t think you could handle my backshots.”
you snorted. “please, i could take it and then some. i’m not one of those weaklings you fight all the time.”
he raised an eyebrow. “is that right?” his eyes narrowed in challenge. “i think you’re bluffing, babe.”
a spark of defiance flared inside you. “oh, i’m bluffing? you really think i can’t handle your so-called thunderous backshots?”
he laughed, a low rumble. “nah, i don’t think you can handle my thunderous anything.”
you weren’t about to back down. you shifted closer, tone daring. “prove it.”
that was how you ended up here—on all fours, garou behind you like he was about to win a championship. his hands gripped your hips, firm but steady, and you could feel the tension in his body like a coiled spring ready to snap.
he leaned over, his breath hot at your ear. “you sure about this, babe? i don’t want you crying halfway through.”
“shut up and do it,” you shot back, and before you could say anything else, he was moving, slamming his cock into you with a force that knocked the air out of your lungs.
“woah, okay!” you gasped, fingers curling against the sheets. he chuckled behind you, clearly enjoying himself.
“what’s wrong?” he taunted, picking up the pace. “i thought you said you could handle it.”
you bit your lip. “i can handle it, just… ease into it, damn.”
garou snickered. “ease into it? what happened to all that big talk?”
“i’m just warming up,” you shot back, though your voice cracked. his rhythm was relentless, each thrust making you bite back a mix of curses and moans.
“hey, you’re the one who wanted to prove a point,” he teased, “i’m just helping you out.”
you surrendered to the moment, arching up to meet his every thrust, pushing back against him in a desperate plea for more. the heat radiating from your cunt was insatiable, a burning need consuming you whole.
garou’s hands gripped your hips harder, his fingers digging into your skin. with every thrust, he drove his cock deeper into you, and each time, his palm came down against your ass with a loud smack.
the sting spread through your skin, a sharp burn that made you whimper—but damn, you loved it.
“you love it, don’t ya?” he taunted, his voice rough with amusement. “i can see it all over your face.”
“shut up,” you shot back, your voice breathy, cheeks burning with a mix of pain and pleasure.
garou chuckled, low and wicked. “nah, babe, i think you like it when i hit a little harder.”
his hand came down again, another sharp slap that made you gasp, your body jolting forward. the sound echoed in the room, your ass flushed red beneath his hand. you couldn’t hide the way you pushed back into his cock, wanting more.
“oh, you definitely like it,” he continued, his tone dripping with cocky confidence. “don’t try to deny it now.”
the rhythmic sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room like a primal beat, drowning out all other noise, making your heart race faster in time with the pulse of your excitement.
every thrust from garou sent jolts of filthy pleasure through you, igniting every nerve ending and leaving you breathless. you felt the heat radiating from your skin, your breaths coming in ragged gasps as you surrendered completely.
END OF FLASHBACK:
it was getting too much—garou’s pace was brutal, each thrust driving deeper, harder, and you were on the edge of losing it. your mind was a mess, every nerve in your body firing at once.
desperate, you reached back, pressing your hand against his lower stomach to slow him down. but before you could catch your breath, he smacked your hand away.
“nuh-uh,” he growled, not breaking his rhythm. “you’re gonna take this cock, baby—all of it.”
“i’m trying!” you gasped, trembling. “it’s just—”
“no excuses,” he cut you off, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “you said you could handle it, so handle it.”
“easy for you to say—you’re not the one getting fucked into the mattress,” you shot back, breathless.
he chuckled, low and deep. “you should’ve known better by now,” he said, his voice dripping with cocky amusement. “i don’t do anything half-assed.”
“good girl,” he breathed out, the praise igniting another spark of pleasure in you.
“i’m gonna cum in this pretty pussy and get you pregnant,” he grunted, his voice thick with desire as he delivered another sharp slap to your ass.
you yelped at the sting, drool spilling from your mouth, pooling against the sheets. every ounce of you focused solely on the way his cock moved inside you, the rhythm dragging you further and further into bliss.
“look at you,” he said breathlessly, voice rough. “so eager, so fucking ready.”
“yes… yes, please!” you whimpered, barely audible.
his eyes gleamed as he leaned over you. “good girl. i’m gonna give it to you,” he growled just before thrusting harder, pulling an uncontrolled moan from your lips.
as he ground into you, the slap of skin against skin became a rhythm, a primal beat synchronizing with the wild pounding of your heart.
“you’re gonna take it all,” he growled, a hint of possessiveness in his tone.
“yours!” you gasped, the word spilling from your lips like a prayer. “i’m yours!”
“that’s right,” he grunted, voice intense. “you’re mine, and i’m gonna fill you up.”
every thrust became more frantic, more desperate. the room felt like it was closing in, the heat between your bodies building as you both pushed to the brink.
then garou shifted, angling his hips just right, and suddenly everything shattered. the wave crashed over you, pleasure erupting so fiercely your whole body trembled.
a cry slipped from your lips as every nerve in your body lit up, electricity sparking through your veins.
he followed suit, a low, guttural sound escaping him as he buried himself deep inside, his cum spilling into you, hot and thick, spreading warmth through your core.
each pulse made your body clench tighter, dragging you further into that blissful haze. you could feel him trembling too, his breath ragged against your ear.
as he finally pulled out, his seed dripped from you, warm and sticky against your skin, pooling onto the mattress. you glanced back at him, still breathless, a lazy smile tugging at your lips.
garou looked down at the mess with a mix of pride and amusement. “guess i really did a number on you, huh?” he said, his voice low and rough.
you snorted, rolling your eyes but unable to suppress your grin. “yeah, no kidding. now we’ve gotta change the sheets, genius.”
he laughed, pulling you close, his lips brushing your forehead. “worth it,” he murmured, and you couldn’t help but agree as you sank into his warmth, the last tremors of pleasure rippling through your body.
If you are Metal Bat and you encounter your ex (boyfriend) enemy when he is working on his redemption don't interact and provoke him into a (make out session) fight or he will take you down an alley and talk some sense into you 😞
