(Sorry! But, Inactive...)All About Garou

ADDED TWO NEW REQUESTS A blog dedicated to One Punch Man Garou!Feel free to send in requests or prompts! Thank you and enjoy!

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Information/Rules

I am a full time college student and I am busy most of my time so please be patient.

Please be respectful

Feel free to share or reblog my work

I will write most anything except for extreme topics

I will put a warning if needed at the beginning of each story

Have a great day/night!

[garou4you]

not a request but I hope you're doing ok!! ♥️♥️

Hello! Yes I am doing okay, thank you for asking. 💖 A lot of my classes hit pretty hard in the first couple of months and with the pandemic it has been very stressful. But stuff has calmed down so hopefully I will begin to write more.

Thank you and have a great day/night! ❤️✨

[garou4you]

Hey! How's quarantine going? Hope you're doing well. Could i request a garou headcanon (from one of those trope list) where he comes home only to find you in the bedroom wrapped up in the blanket sobbing?

Hey! It’s going...good. Very long obviously 😆 I moved back in with my mom, so that’s been fun. But yeah, Thank you for asking! I hope you are doing good as well! 

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WARNINGS: Crying triggers

I sit on my bed, my knees tucked up to my chin and my arms crossed over my chest. 

I’ve always felt more comfortable in the fetus position. Just tucking myself away from everything.

So much is happening, it’s terrifying. 

I pull the thick pile of blankets over my shoulders as I tuck myself further down into the plush fabric.

I can’t help the tears that start to pour over, thick and salty tears roll down my face and soak my pillow. 

I can’t help but sob even harder, letting the heavy weight fall onto me. 

Who knows how long has passed, a minute, an hour?

Tears continue to fall from my eyes. 

I hear the window open, and a body thud onto the floor, I don’t move, but i soften my crying. 

“Hey, you in there? Or did you leave the blankets in a weird position again?”

I feel Garou poke my blankets with his rough voice. I sniffle, 

“I’m here.”

“Hey,” He softens his tone and lays down. 

“Tough day?”

I don’t answer, instead I feel his arms wrap around the blankets and me.

I feel the pressure of his arms squeeze me softly. 

As if on a trigger, more tears pour out as he holds me close. 

“It’s okay. I’m here. Go ahead.”

[garou4you]

hihi! could i get a request for a f!hero!reader who was childhood friends w garou and lost touch after sometime only to be reunited when she was recruited to take him down? thanks 💕💕

Heroes and Monsters Aren’t Friends

I walk down the abandoned street, it’s eerie and quiet. Recently there has been a monster calling himself the ‘Hero Hunter’. 

From what I’ve heard, he’s dangerous, fast, crazy strong, and spine-chilling. 

So... why did I agree to this!?

‘Crap, this better get me a better ranking. If I die, I’m coming back to haunt everyone at the agency.’ My eye twitches.

“GAH!”

I yelp out as a black cat jumps out in front of me, 

“Are you kidding me?” I face palm while shooing away the cat.  

I hear another noise, like footsteps, fast footsteps.

I whip around just to see a figure pulling back his arm and punching me in gut.

“OOF-” I fall onto my back, my head cracking with the ground. 

“What th-” I roll out of the away as a foot comes down at my face. 

I ignore the pain on my head and jump up, dodging each attack. 

I lift my right leg and kick him in the neck, then throwing myself forward to grab onto his forearms.  

Finally, I get a look at his face, 

huh.

HUH?!

The man, very well built, sharp eyes, and white hair in spikes. 

The Hero Hunter grabs under my arms and lifts me up and down to the ground.

My sight gets blurry as he wraps his arms around my throat, I try to lift him off of me. 

‘Why does he remind me of...’

“G-Garou?” I stutter out in pain.  

He stops, his eyes widening and hands loosening. 

He lifts a hand and rips off my mask, our eyes lock.

“You look like...?” He asks cautiously, eyeing me, looking even more shocked with each look.

Garou removes his hands and his eyes start to water before he stands up, grabs my mask, and begins to run away. 

“G-Garou!” I stand and run after him. I grab his arm and force him to stop.

“It is you! Garou!” 

He stares at the ground, a clear frown on his face. 

“Garou, talk to me.”

“Tch, (Name). I knew you would become a hero. Always so persistent.” He rips his arm from mine and continues to walk from me.

“What do you mean by that? Are you the Hero Hunter? This is what you’ve been doing?! Hunting heroes?” I follow him, even as he continues to walk faster. 

“What happened to you?! You stopped talking to me and dropped from school! Nobody knew where you went!”

“Why would you care!?” Garou finally roars, looking me straight in the eye.

“You were my friend!”

“Friend? I didn’t have friends!”

“What are you talking about? I was there for you! What happened?! People are calling you a monster!” I step closer as he inches closer to my face, yelling louder.

“I am a monster!”

“No you’re not! You-” I quiet down remembering the other kids in our class, they would gang up on him.

“Why didn’t you ask me for help?” I quietly ask.

His breath hitches, 

“Monsters don’t get help.” He looks away, slumping his shoulders. 

“Friends get help. Garou, why are you doing this?”

I try to face him but he keeps his face down, clenching my mask. 

“Garou, do you need help?” 

“No, I don’t need help, hero.” He spats out the last word, and he stops before he continues walking. 

“No way. I let you walk away once, not this time.” I grab onto his arm once again. 

“Let go!”

“No! I was hired to take you out!”

“Like hell I’m going to that stupid agency! Especially with you!”

“Who said I was turning you in?”

“Huh?”

I turn around and face him, my smile growing bigger.

“I’m taking you home. You’re staying with me.”

“What?! No!” He pulls from my grip, but I grab his wrist again. 

“Come on, we’ll catch up, I have a nice apartment, no police or heroes around, food, and an extra bedroom. Plus a lot of first-aid supplies.” I look at the ragged bandages he has wrapped around himself. 

“Let me go! How are you so strong?” He tugs from my grip, which I tighten. 

“Working out.” I flex my arm.

“Stop!”

“No Garou, you stop! I don’t care. I want to reconnect, become friends again.”

“Heroes and monsters aren’t friends.”

“Good thing you’re not a monster, haha.”

He grumbles behind me. 

“Garou.” I stop and turn to him, the sun slowly setting, 

“Let me save you.”

He stares at me.

“Let me prove to you that I am you’re friend.”

“Only if I can get bandages and food.” He mumbles out.

I smile.

I shift my hand to grab onto his hand, his glare softens, before tightening his grip around mine. 

“I know Garou, I know. I missed you.”

I continue to walk towards the way out of the city. And I could have sworn I heard him say, 

“I missed you too.”

[garou4you]

Prompt #2 - Describing Memories

“So... who’s this guy you’ve been hanging out with?” Saitama asks me as we walk down the empty street together, Genos behind us.

“Just a guy.” I shrug, adjusting the plastic bags in my hands. ‘Man I spent way too much money...’

“Wow, that helps a lot.” Saitama sighs out.

“You have been spending a considerable amount of time with ‘him’. ” Genos cuts in.

“Yeah, you haven’t even told us his name.” Saitama whines.

‘If I told you his name, you’d beat him up for being a dine and dash.’

“Fine, what do you want to know about him?” I stop to turn towards both of them.

Genos stands by me now, us three standing huddled together.

“What is he like?”

“How about his name first?”

“Is he nice to you?”

“Does he pay for your stuff?!”

“Is it that guy who works for the bookstore?”

“Nah, it can’t be him, Genos. He always stares, it creeps me out.”

“True. Maybe the guy who...”

I think of Garou, the guy I’ve been spending time with. I found him in my apartment, rummaging around for an aid kit.

“What the hell are you doing here!? Who are you?! You better not bleed out on my towels!!”

After hitting him over the head with my grocery bags, I helped him wrap bandages around his head and on his back. Then he left, a couple days later he showed up again.

“Are you some kind of gangster or what?”

The more he came, the more we talked, like normal people. About two weeks later, I realized that he is the infamous ‘Hero Hunter’.

“So, you hunt heroes? ... Guess I can’t really argue with you about the justice system they have set up.”

After that, we became closer that I ever have with someone.

“Well...” I stop them in the middle of their conversation of who the guy is. They both look at me and I can’t help but smile, looking down.

“He’s very loyal... and sweet.”

I think of the time when he went grocery shopping with me, knowing that he could have been caught.

“You know... I know why you’re here, you want to be with me.” I tease.

“No way! I’m only here in case a hero passes by.” He argued, but I saw the slight pink on his cheeks.

Or the time when I found him with my dogs, him playing around with them. Waving their toys in the air and scratching their bellies.

“Look at you! What a sweetie!”

“It’s not what it looks like! The mutts wouldn’t stop whining! And I’m not sweet!”

“But also very dumb.” I finish up.

Genos and Saitama look at each other and then back off. Saitama smiles.

“Well, that’s good. Come on, the hot pot is going to take a while.”

“Hey! Where’s the ice?” Garou asks, rummaging through my kitchen drawers.

“Huh? In the... freezer. Where it always is.” I stare at him as he stops and stands still for a couple of seconds before dropping his head onto the counter.

“Hahahah! Idiot.” I laugh and then move to the freezer to get him an ice pack.

“Did that hero hit your head a little too hard?” I coo like he’s a baby as I place the ice pack on the bruise right at his silver hairline.

“He had a giant hammer!” I complains. I rub his back, “I probably have a concussion.”

“Let’s get you on the couch.”

“Yeah, let’s get going.”

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Hey guys! This was another prompt! I hope you enjoyed it! I might edit it later... Have a great day/night.

[elma-arts]

[garou4you]

Oat Cereal

You: *sitting on the ground, frustrated and on the verge of tears*

Garou: *walks in, sees you and crouches down next to you*

“Uh, what’s the matter?”

You: *Let out a small choke, and tears run from your eyes*

Garou: “Hey hey, come on. What’s the matter with you?”

You: *starts laughing*

Garou: *Confused*

You: “I’VE BEEN SPELLING BARELY, B-A-R-L-E-Y! LIKE THE FREAKING CEREAL! aahHHH”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yes that is true. I had a basic mental break down, till my mom had to snap me out of it. And I haven’t posted for a while, so sorry, and I’m done for this year of classes! YAY I hope you enjoyed this, I know it was short and stupid but expect more better ones soon!

[kaeveeoh]

One Punch Man || Garou + Quotes

[k0kiden]

He’s such an asshole and a savage here, I love it lol 😂

[garou4you]

Prompt #1 - Joining a Gang

“Garou! Garou!”

I slam my apartment door, with a loud bang, and run into the living room.

I spot him sitting on my couch, wrapped in bandages, my TV playing some movie.

I throw myself over the couch and land on the cushions, in an awkward position.

“Guess what?!” I ask, slightly bouncing up and down.

Garou eyes me up and down, “I’m afraid.”

“Just ask!”

He sighs and looks into my eyes.

“What happened?”

“I just made a bunch of new friends!” I proclaim pointing to myself. Garou raises an eyebrow.

“You made new friends? I don’t believe it.” He smirks, crossing his arms and leaning back.

I stand up from the couch and pull out a small pin. It’s black with a bunch of white shapes on it.

“It’s true! They even showed me this cool friendship symbol!”

I flashed the pin at him, and his smirk fell.

“How does it feel to be-” I’m cut off by him standing up and gripping my shoulders.

“THAT’S A GANG SYMBOL! YOU JUST JOINED A GANG!”

“... Heh, what?”

“MHHAAAHA!” He bursts out laughing, crouching over, holding his stomach.

“You’re kidding me! OI! Tell me you’re joking!”

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Hello everyone! Thank you so much for reading my stories! So this one was a little different, (and shorter than hoped but I can always edit it) I have hundreds of prompts saved on Pinterest and I decided that I should use them to make short stories of you and Garou! All of the prompts I will be using (Yes, I plan to make more of these hehe) do NOT belong to me! So yeah, I thought this would be a fun one to start off with. Again, thank you and I hope you are having a great day/night!

[garou4you]

Okay but the veins ^ 🥵🥴

[garou4you]

Beach Date??

“OI! Garou get up!” I run into my apartments living room, from my bedroom, slightly skidding due to my socks.

I spot Garou laying my couch, his arm resting behind his head. His one foot bounced up and down while his eyes are closed.

“Why?” He cracks open one eye to look at me. I stand over him and lift up my bright colored travel bags.

“We’re going to the beach!” I smile at him.

“What? No. Why?” He sits up and stares at me like I’m an idiot.

“Well, it’s finally warm enough to go in the ocean! I love swimming! Not as much as Haru though...” I explain my reasoning while whispering my last sentence.

“Plus! People here in City Z don’t like going out much because of the recent monster attacks.”

Garou grumbles under his breath. “No way. It’s too hot outside. Plus it’s too late, I’m tired.”

“The water will cool you down!!! Besides not even an hour ago you were out ‘hunting’ heroes!” I angrily yell at him.

He lays back down on the couch, and closes his eyes. “Whatever.” I narrow my eyebrows at him.

“Jerk.” I mumble and let out a sigh, then, an idea comes to mind. I turn away from him, a wicked smirk on my lips.

“Fine then. I’ll go off by myself, unguarded,” I can feel Garou’s glare at me.

“Who knows, maybe I’ll even run into a hero or two.” I hear a small scoff from him.

“And here I was thinking it would be such a cute date!” I hear him sit up from the couch.

Heh. Checkmate.

“Fine! I’ll go. Just because there might be some heroes.” He stands up and rubs the back of his neck.

“YAS! Let me go change! Oh!” I pick up one of my beach bags and rummage through it till I find what I’m looking for.

“I bought you swim trunks too.” I raise up the swim trunks with ‘The Great Wave off Kanagawa’ printed on it.

I smirk as I spot his right eye twitch. I toss them into his face.

“We’re leaving in ten minutes!”

I run off to the bathroom and I hear him groan out.

*Time skip to the beach*

“Hey hey hey!” I yell out as we come to the sand line. Thankfully, my apartment is about a 20 minute walk to the closest sand line. And why not take advantage of a super strong boyfriend to carry all of the bags?

I smile and quickly shed my shoes and run into the sand.

“OW! HOT!”

“Hey! Slow down!” Garou yells behind me, walking across the sand with his shoes still on.

I stop running, about halfway to the water, and turn back towards him. Garou catches up with me and plops the bags down onto the sand.

As he pulls out the blankets, towels, and some food, I face the ocean once again, the sun reflecting off the water.

The sun is hot on my face. I’m wearing my swimsuit under my clothes. So, I quickly strip down and toss my clothes onto the newly laid blanket.

I turn and face Garou, only to see him taking off of his shirt as he looks off at the ocean. I feel blood rush to my cheeks and quickly turn away.

‘Crap.’ I turn back a little to peak him. ‘Dang, those abs though.’ Garou slips off his shoes and puts his feet in the hot, white sand.

“Hurry up! Let’s go!” I whine.

“Slow down! You need sunscreen.”

“...Huh?”

Before I knew it, I’m sitting on one of the blankets. Garou’s hot hands rubbing up and down my back, neck, and shoulders, rubbing the sunscreen into my skin.

“Mm. You’re hired.” I hum.

“What?” He questions as he moves the lotion down my arms.

“As my personal masseur.” I wink at him.

“Pft. Alright lover, let’s get into the water now.” He laughs a little, my heart jumps at the nickname.

“Yay!” I grab his hand and pull him along, down the sandy hills and crashing into the water.

“HAHA!” I fall into the slightly cold water. I crawl/swim off farther until the water is up to my waist. I spot Garou still standing at where I jumped in.

“Garou!” I stand up and wave my arms. He looks up at me and smirks. Suddenly he comes charging at me.

“AH! WhoA!” Garou picks me and lifts me into his arms.

“You said you wanted a date.” He remarks. He rocks me, holding me close to his bare chest. It’s kind of awkward, him rocking me like a baby in his arms, in waist deep water.

But then his rocks get a little more forced.

“So, lets make it a fun date.” He throws me in the air and I screech. I land in the water, a large splash thrown through the air. I was thrown pretty far, so far that I can’t reach the bottom, so I keep kicking my legs to stay afloat.

I see Garou laughing, bending at his waist, and hands on his hips. I swim towards him until I can reach the bottom. I lift my arm and bring it down to send a splash towards him.

A pretty small splash hits him in the face, and some water getting into his mouth.

“Ack!” Some of his hair is down, sticking to his forehead.

“Alright lover. This is a new type of hunt.”

We continue to fool around for a couple hours. Consisting of him throwing me around and us racing each other. We sat and ate then went back to the water.

I dove underwater a couple times and tried to sneak up on him, but no dice.

He narrows his eyes and grins widely, a lunges at me, pushing me down into the water.

Garou lifts me up, above water, and runs out to the shore. He slams us into the sand. Garou landed on his back, my back to his front.

We both burst into chuckles, I push myself up so I’m leaning against his chest. I can feel my swimsuit rubbing into my skin and some sand down there.

Garou wraps his arms around me and rests his head on mine. We both look off, the sun just barely setting.

Pink, purple, orange, yellow and impossible colors cover the sky. The water mirroring it.

“This was fun.” Garou speaks out, his voice raspy from the salty water.

“Heh. So you admit.” I chuckle, just a few hours ago he was complaining about coming.

“Ow!” He pinched me in the side, and chuckles at my response.

We sit on the beach for a couple more minutes, the water dripping off of us, leaving us dry.

“Lets head back.” Garou moves, his arms under my armpits, and lifts us both up. We pack up the blankets and bags.

We throw our clothes over our swimsuits, ‘Aw goodbye abs.’

We lace fingers and head off back home.

...

But of course Garou and I had to run into a hero and Garou had to fight him.

This was a request from @beeblelady Thank you so much for requesting!

[banchagu]

ALSO. TO ANYONE WHOS EVER SENT ME AN ASK

[garou4you]

Interruptions

“Hey (Y/N)~” I feel Garou grip my upper arms, resting his head on my right shoulder. “Whatcha making?”

“Tonkatsu. Hey, stop it!” He hands run down my arms, then releasing to move his arms to wrap around my waist pulling me away from the stove and to his chest.

He nuzzles my neck as I try to focus on making sure the pork doesn’t burn. Garou holds me flush up against him as I flip the pork.

He gnaws at my neck, tightening his grip on my waist. Garou removes his teeth from my flesh to press his lips down, kissing the skin.

“If this burns, I’ll make you pay for it.” He deeply chuckles at my remark. Garou moves his head to my ear, “Sounds tempting.” He nips at my earlobe, I the sharply elbow him in the side getting nothing from him but a sharp bark of a laugh.

“I meant actually paying for the pork. Get your head out of the gutter.” He moves his hands down further, to my hips. He hooks his thumbs into my sweatpants, rubbing against my skin.

“Come on (Y/N). You made enough tonkatsu for ten people. Let’s have some fun.” He slowly starts moving his hands, and my pants, down.

“Well, you eat like a group of ten.” I grab his left hand to make it stop. He moves his hands to either side of me, caging me in to the counter. He rests his head on my back.

I move to the now crispy pork to the large bowl of rice. I drop my cooking items on the counter.

I turn around to face Garou, his hair slightly messy, a wolffish grin on his face. His hands still on both sides of me. I reach up and run my fingers through the white/silver hair.

“Hehe, old man.” I see his eyebrow twitch.

“WE’RE THE SAME AGE!” I bark out a laugh, I grasp his waist into my arms, holding myself close. He moves his arms around my body as he grumbles.

One of his arms move down my back, resting just above my pants. He rubs small circles into that area.

“Oh yeah. Right there.” I moan slightly at the soothing motions.

“Tch. You need to stop slouching when you work.” He moves his hand down into my pants, now resting above my underwear.

“You know, I know a great workout that we could do, to stretch those sore muscles.” Garou suggests, he leans to my earlobe once again and nips at it. I run my hands up his back and to his chest.

“Garou, that sounds-“

“OW! DAMNIT!”

He lets go of me and starts shaking his leg. I look down at his leg to see...

“Kuro.” My white puppy, (my friends thought it would be funny to name my white dog ‘black’) with the worlds sharpest teeth.

“Kuro, let go! Release!” I command him to leg go of Garou’s leg. I pick Kuro up, and hold him like a baby in my arms.

“Damn dog!” Garou glares at Kuro. Kuro for some reason doesn’t like Garou when he’s around. Once Garou’s gone, Kuro whines and whines. But then ignores him when Garou comes back.

“Oh you’re fine. You’re not bleeding or anything are you?” I crouch down to take a look, Kuro wiggling to get out of my arms, at his leg.

“PFT-“ There’s a large chunk of the fabric missing. I struggle to keep my laughter in as I look and see Kuro with the piece of said fabric.

“Ugh... Right when things were getting good.” Garou grumbles. I can’t keep it in anymore, I let go of Kuro and stand up.

“AHAHA!” I lean on the counter, struggling to breath. I look and see Garou glaring at me, looking like he’s about to pop. “Oh shit, AHHAAAHAHA!”

“StoP LAUGHING!”