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koiyolshi · 1 year

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Distracted

🎏 Pair: Reader x Shigaraki

🐟 There will be a part 2. Maybe.

🐟 You and crusty are having a nice lunch but then BAM! BOOM! BADAPAPPAP! Endeavor is in the living room!

Also you DO NOT know the hell i went through to post this on the right accounft😭😭

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You and Shigaraki were having a nice lunch, that lunch consisting of a tuna sandwich topped with lettuce, mayonnaise and everything you could dream of in a tuna sandwich. You decided not to turn the TV on seeing how angry Shigaraki was when he first arrived last night, and you didnt feel like putting up with all of that(not when you could be eating a scrumptious tuna sandwich). You two were so lost in a trance eating the sanwiches you didnt even realize there were heroes(specifically Endeavor) fighting outside of your crappy apartment complex which couldn’t dream of comparing to your tuna sandwiches, and much to your dismay Endeavor was being launched straight into your apartment… BOOM.

You slowly turned around, seeing The number one top hero crashed into your kitchen floor with half of your wall in pieces. You drop your tuna sandwich (that Shigaraki quickly grabs) and you, Shigaraki and Endeavor make eye contact. The world goes silent. Not even Bakugo or Midoriya or Monoma make a twitch…, oh and did i mention theres a news helicopter recording the very moment? “Fuck.” You say grabbing your bag from last night and Shigaraking(who, no worries, was still holding both of your sandwiches).

A few days have passed since then and the world is in chaos. The LOV have mixed emotions, Dabi screeching the sounds of a kettle, Toga nagging Shigaraki about how he should dress better for his partner(you), Spinner being the most shocked man in the multigalaxy, Shigaraki burying himself into you SOBBING as he cries out how he accidentally disolved the tuna sandwiches days earlier. Though the heroes are in SHAMBLES. 1-A students theorizing(Midoriya and Todoroki) and punching people(bakugo and bakugo) and just ????!!?-ing. Midoriya recalls when he bumped into a stranger before he was in UA and dropped his groceries and it was you, you helped him pick up all his tuna sandwich ingredients and handed him some cash, Bakugo remembers one time he met Monoma at the mall and almost lost his cool but then a stranger helped him calm down and then matched his energy.

Just how oh how was it that that stranger was what seems to be Shigarakis partner.

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suyacho · 3 years

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first off i know this is really really late, i apologize but welcome to day four of kinktober :)

Just some headcanons about how cockwarming with bnha men would go :) the order is: mirio, fatgum, hawks, dabi, shigaraki

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WARNINGS: minors/ageless blogs dni - gn!reader - headcanons - teasing - cockwarming/being a cocksleeve - possessive shigaraki - edging - soft/fluff - slight exhibitionism? (being a cocksleeve in front of other’s) - headcanons/drabbles - possible cursing? - the characters are in control - 1,5k words

Mirio Togata

To start off- I feel like Mirio is one of the biggest teases to ever exist.

He just loves teasing you and then laughing it off and acting innocent.

Sure there are times where he’s softer but he loves to see you beg or be shocked when you get teased.

He’s an experienced man after all, he knows your body better than anyone else.

Mirio would be on the rougher side during sex but also edge you from time to time.

When you’re close to your release, he would just slow down with his movements and use you for cockwarming after.

You’d be a whining mess of course and just wanting to catch your release, he might give you that depending on his mood.

After that you’d be his cocksleeve, you have no choice.

But at the end of the day, cockwarming with Mirio turns into more than just cockwarming 90% of the time.

He can’t help himself, you just feel too good.

“I-I’m close Mirio-“ You cried out, closing your eyes and tugging on the sheets, chasing your release breathlessly. “Hmm are you?” Mirio whispered against your skin, slowing his movements down and keeping his hands on your sides, stopping completely after a while, still being soothed inside of you.

A small whine left your mouth, only to be met with Mirio’s familiar laughter after while he rubbed your sides gently. “I hate you.” You sighed, squeezing your legs together to feel something.

“I love you too, you wanna cum don’t you?” Mirio asked, acting clueless while starting to move your hips slightly. “Please,” you breathed out, looking at him with a begging look and that was all it took to have him move again, you would be his personal cocksleeve after he was done with you.

Taishiro Toyomitsu ( fatgum )

First off, we all know that it’s no secret that this man is huge, how can he not be?

You would be the one suggesting it most off the time.

The feeling of being filled up just feels great to you and Taishiro loves the fact knowing it’s him being this close to you and no one else.

Extremely gentle and sweet with you unless you want in any other way.

It’s usually after sex with him when it happens, just because you don’t want him to pull out and because it feels great.

It isn’t always sexual though, there are times where he just wants to be closer to you when cuddling and that’s exactly what he does.

Those moments are usually very intimate and both of you absolutely love it.

“T-Taishiro- don’t yet.” You whimpered, closing your eyes as you caught your breath, the two of you coming down from your highs. “Shh, it’s okay sweetheart, I got you.” He cooed, holding you closer to him while he pushed back in fully, making you let out a small gasp.

“Thank you love.” You smiled, resting in his big arms and getting comfortable as you both enjoyed the moment. You felt so full, you always did with him and you absolutely loved it. Taishiro treated you so well all the time.

“I love you.” He murmured against your skin, making goosebumps appear all over your body as you giggled a bit. “I love you too.” You told him, a peaceful silence falling after that while you two took in the moment and said nothing else.

Keigo Takami ( hawks )

I feel like when it’s with Keigo, it’s usually after he’s back from missions.

He wants to feel you close to him but also wants to fuck you but he can’t, he’s just too tired most of the time.

That’s exactly why he lazily plops down behind you half of the time and just slips it in, nuzzling his face into your neck afterwards.

He would whisper sweet nothings into your ear and doze off after.

The other half of the time, Keigo would be a cocky fucker.

He will constantly tease you and then proceed to ask what’s wrong as a whimper slips out of your mouth.

Most of the time he ends up wanting more than just using you as his cocksleeve.

Keigo sighed as he plopped down onto the bed next to you, smiling when you were in his shirt and nothing else, waiting on him to come out of the shower. “Hmm, you done?” You mumbled as he pulled you closer to him, the towel and the fabric of his shirt being the only thing keeping you apart.

“All done-“ He answered with a warm smile, pampering kisses all over your neck, going over your sweet spot on purpose and smirking when you let out a shaky breath. You two had been making out before he went to shower and things got heated but Keigo was too tired, way too tired to give you what you wanted.

“Keigo mhm- don’t kiss it there.” You mumbled, feeling the fabric between you two become thinner as he removed his towel and moved your shirt up, teasing his tip at your entrance before pushing in fully, nuzzling his face into your neck after. “Sleep well Keigo.” You spoke softly, getting used to his length and dozing off with him not much after.

Dabi

First off all, Dabi is a fucking dick or better said, he’s the biggest tease ever.

He’s the type to say that he’s “cold” and that using you as a cocksleeve would help.

You know it’s not true for the most part yet you can’t help yourself from giving in, leaving Dabi satisfied.

He’d tease you, guiding your hips and moving you on his cock, just to feel pleasure because he refuses to thrust into you, it “doesn’t count as cockwarming anymore” is what he reminds you each time.

You would end up having sex everytime he did that, are you even surprised?

But even Dabi has his soft moments.

Dabi would watch you with a small smile as you’re just laying in the high of it all since you and Dabi just had sex.

He would notice you shivering while he’s still buried inside of you and hold you closer to him, warming you up and not saying much, taking in the moment.

“Hmm baby come hereee-“ Dabi whined, pulling your naked body closer to him. “Yes baby?” You asked, already knowing what he wants from that tone and from the way his cock was pressing against your back.

“I’m cold.” He mumbled and looked down at you with a begging look, making you give in pretty quickly. “You’re an idiot.” You laughed, moving a bit against him with a smirk, Dabi pushing his length in seconds later as the both of you let out a gasp at the same time, taking in the moment.

“And you love me.” Dabi smirked, moving your hips a bit so he felt some friction, letting out a low groan and tightening his grip on your sides. “S-Shut up.” You mumbled, biting your lip to hold back your moans, knowing his smirk would only grow bigger if you let them out, it always went like this.

Shigaraki Tomura

To start off, Shigaraki is surprisingly clingy.

Yes he hates physical touch most of the time yet he wants you close to him, he wants to show you off when he can and often is possessive over you.

So when it comes to using you as a cocksleeve, there’s barely a moment where he doesn’t do it, he would do it whenever he felt like it.

Often when he’s gaming, he’d ask you to sit on his lap and warm him up nicely which you do.

He often gets frustrated during games but kisses/leaves bitches on your neck and shoulders, only for you to move a bit and make him let out a gasp as he remembers what he was doing, to remember he was buried deep inside of you.

When someone tests him during a meeting or hits on you, he can and will use you as a cockwarmer during the meetings.

Shigaraki would tell you to be good and keep still unless you want him to embarrass you.

Most of the time he does it anyways, not that neither of you are complaining.

You’re his and he will show you off.

Sometimes he would hold you close in bed and just use you as a cocksleeve, nuzzling his face into your neck.

Be prepared because at the end of the day, dating Shigaraki is his personal cockwarmer most of the time.

“T-Tomura.” You whimpered, grabbing onto the table in front of you as he eased himself deep inside of you, keeping you still on his lap while he scanned the whole room with his eyes, giving death glares to the people who hit on you earlier.

“Shhh, do you want me to embarrass you baby?” He whispered into your ear, making you bite your lip and shake your head no while trying to fix your posture, only for Shigaraki to move you on his lap with a small smirk, making a moan escape your mouth.

“Boss are you still g-“ “Shut up.” Shigaraki snapped at the person, his smirk growing bigger when they trembled in fear and when he realized it was one of the people hitting on you earlier. “Come on baby, why don’t you put on a show for them?” He suggested, thrusting up and tightening his grip on your sides, a hint of possessiveness in his tone. He had the chance to show you off and he was going to use it.

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shig-a-shig-ah · 2 years

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sub Shig/Tenko??? aaaa

I’ve been wanting to write a little bit of foot stuff, so congratulations or condolences, anon—this request gave me the excuse I needed.

» pairing: shigaraki tomura x gn!reader » contains: sub!shigaraki, toe-sucking, foot job, choking, teeny tiny bit of brattiness, praise, and degradation. 18+, minors DNI. » words: 1k

"You look real good like this, you know that?" Shigaraki whimpers at those words as you press your foot more firmly into his bare chest, sliding it upwards along his sternum. His back arches the best it can under your weight as you continue. "You could look better, though. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

He's shamelessly quick to respond, just as he always is. A strained, breathy giggle spills from crackled lips as they spread cutely into a wide 'O' and his pink tongue lolls out eagerly. It's an arousing sight, one that only makes the image of him spread out on the thin futon beneath you all the more tantalizing. You take a moment to appreciate it, your eyes tracing over his flushed chest and tense stomach, and then you're following the sparse line of hair on his lower belly down to where his cock juts out from a curly patch of white, thick and leaking from the tip. Just the sight of it has you licking your lips, your insides aching for him.

But this isn't about you.

"That's a good boy," you murmur, and though he rolls his eyes at the praise, you don't miss the way the blush on his cheeks darkens all the same. That hint of brattiness is quick to fade, too, when you raise your foot from his chest to tease your big toe over his tongue; he responds eagerly, wet muscle laving over that probing digit with the same sloppy enthusiasm he always shows you. You indulge him in that teasing, but only for a moment—then you're shoving your foot forward, deeper into his mouth.

He gags a little as his cheeks stretch abruptly wide, but even as he chokes his tongue is dragging a sharp wet line over you arches, a faint whine crawling up from his throat, and that sound has you thrusting your foot deeper, the ring of his throat contracting as he gags again, his crimson eyes starting to water.

"Shh." You reach down, brushing some of that wetness from his cheeks, and you can see the ambivalence in his expression at that gentle touch, some combination of annoyance and eagerness to please. "You can take it, right?"

His eagerness wins out as he nods quickly, spit pooling at the corners of his mouth, spilling over when you start to work your foot in and out, shoving it against his swirling tongue. The sight of it is all too distracting—his blissed out expression and the drool starting to trickle down his chin, his tongue gliding over the ball of your foot and then probing between your toes—and you almost don't notice his hand reaching down to stroke at his cock. It's only when you feel the vibration of his moans and hear the faint brush of skin on skin that your eyes dart downwards again to see his spindly fingers massaging his length.

"So impatient," you mock, but you're already withdrawing from his mouth, reaching down to pull his hand away from his erection, replacing it with the weight of your foot. "Are you really that desperate to cum already?"

"Can't help it," he pants, and then he's groaning as you press the ball of your foot against him more roughly, gliding it—still slick with his spit—up and down his length. He throws his head back. Swears. "Fuck, c'mon. Need more than that."

You go still immediately, feeling his cock twitching needily beneath you as you do. "Don't forget who's in charge here," you say sternly, reaching down just enough to let one finger trace over his clavicle and then circle his nipple. You pinch it lightly between two fingers, making him gasp. "You can cum if you want, but you're going to have to work for it."

His face contorts with frustration even as he lets out a groan. "Fucking tease," he grumbles, but he's obviously taken your meaning—he's already rocking his hips against you, desperately vying for friction, his face continuing to redden with the effort.

"Looks to me like you like it." You trail your fingers upwards again, wrapping them loosely around his neck. "But if you're going to be a brat, then I guess I just need to shut you up."

You squeeze tightly, cutting off his choked noise of surprise even as he works himself more vigorously against you, managing nothing more than faint hisses of strained breath as his shaft glides against your foot, his tip rutting into your toes and his eyes rolling back, four of his own fingers wrapping around your ankle to hold you in place.

"That's better." You punctuate those words by leaning in to tangle your free hand in his hair, yanking hard. "You really are prettier when you can't talk."

Afaint hint of a laugh slips out from between his lips, his eyelids fluttering and ecstasy blooming on his face as he humps the bottom of your foot hard and fast, his strokes already growing shorter, more erratic as his free hand fists at the sheets and his body starts to squirm and shudder. You pinch his nipple again, twisting roughly this time and feeling no small amount of satisfaction at how he arches into that touch.

"Gonna cum for me?"

Shigaraki nods wordlessly, hips stuttering and raspy, guttural noises clawing up from his throat through your vice-like grip on his neck. After another few seconds he's going taut beneath you, his thighs trembling and his eyes bulging as his cock pulses under your heel and sticky warmth floods between your toes.

You relax your hold on him almost immediately, and he chokes and coughs as he sucks down air. His body is limp, his form looking entirely spent already, but you're not going to give him more than a moment to catch his breath. You're already lifting your foot back towards his face, cum dribbling onto his chest, his collarbones.

"We're not done," you tell him, toes nudging at his faintly parted lips. "You made a mess, don't you think you should clean it up?"

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a-pretty-nerd · 4 years

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Self Indulgent Shigaraki Nonsense Part 2!

Tomura Shigaraki x pregnant!reader headcannons

Lmao I'm obsessed with this idea, I'm having so much fun with it. I love it, and I hope you guys like it too!

Warnings: Pregnancy and pregnancy related issues.

(I couldn't find the original artist for this, but just know that someone out there is a very talented artist lol)

After the initial reaction,

Shigaraki doesn't want to take you back home to the others. He doesn't want anyone to know.

He still wants you to get an abortion. It makes you feel, unwanted. The more he mentions it, the more it hurts you.

You knew he wouldn't be happy or excited about this, but neither were you. This just, hurt.

He stayed with you a few more nights in the hotel. He didn't want to leave your side, apart of him was afraid you'd still run. That you'd choose the baby over him. The other part, wanted desperately to protect you. To keep you safe and to him, an abortion would.

It would leave you free and untethered to him. He knew, objectivley, you shouldn't be with him. And he knew that if you ever needed to, in order to keep yourself safe, he would understand. But the idea of losing you made him unreasonably upset. What felt like sadness would soon turn to rage. He just, didn't want to lose you. He thought it was selfish of him to think that way, but he couldn't help it. It tore him apart from the inside out.

The years of having you around made him emotionally dependent. You cared for him in ways no one else had. He stayed up at night wondering where you had been his entire life. You felt like a missing piece of a puzzle.

He layed with you in bed one night, unable to sleep. He watched your sleeping form, the way your chest heaved up and down with every breath. His eyes ran over your body as a few fingers pulled away the covers. He eyed your belly. He felt his stomach turn as he thought about it all.

There was already so much he didn't know. He didn't really even understand how you knew you were pregnant or what stage you were at. What would a baby like his look like? Visions of a horrible monster came to mind. No matter what, it was no good. He had to convince you to get rid of it before it was too late. Before it tore you apart.

The basis for his fears were unknown, even to him. He knew thats not how things really worked, he knew his fears seemed ridiculous to you, but still. He felt guilty. He felt a sense of dread as he thought about it. It took two after all. He felt like he had condemned you. He like he had wronged or hurt you.

"This love, loves the trouble." He remembered you saying. He thought you were being foolish, blinded by your feelings to see realisticly. How could you not see? You were doomed. If the monster inside you wouldn't kill you, then it would tie you to him for forever. It'd be born into a world he hadn't solved yet, even if it could help him, it wasn't a tool. If you ever needed to leave, go off and be safe somewhere else, you couldn't. It would always tie you to him. It made him feel sick. You would never have the freedom he wanted for you.

You stirred in your sleep, your eyes slowly coming open before you turned to look up at him. He looked down at you, warm tears falling down an emotionless face. He was so lost in thought, he didn't realize he was crying.

"Uh, Tomura? Whats wrong? You're crying." You sat up and started to wipe the tears away from his cheeks before he wrenched himself from your grasp. He sat on the side of the bed, hunched over, before he got up to use the bathroom.

You sat there in wonder as you laid back down. He was no doubt thinking about the baby again. Baby. The word seemed foreign to even think about. A baby. Lost in thought, Shigaraki came back into the room. The light from the bathroom masking his silhouette in the door frame.

"You have to get rid of it." He mumbled.

"We've been over this before, I'm fine. Nothing bad is going to happen. Women have babies all the time, I promise-"

"No...you don't understand. You can't do this to yourself." He shuffled forward to the bed.

"What?"

"Think about it this way, you'll be rendered useless to the league. You and I were dangerous enough, but now,"

"Well damn, I didn't realize I'm such a fucking burden."

"THAT'S NOT-" He bit his tongue. Yelling at you or showing his anger never solved anything, it only made things worse. "You're not a burden. You're in danger. As a villian you run so many risks but the moment you got busy with me, you made yourself vulnerable. You made me, vulnerable. Adding a third into this, makes not only us more vulnerable but them as well. If the heroes knew we were involved with one another the way we are, they'd take advantage. They'd threaten you, they'd kill you if they got the chance."

"Then we won't give them that chance." You uttered. He balled his fists and turned away, holding his head down.

"It's not that simple. You don't understand."

"I understand just fine, Tomura. You don't think I haven't thought about all the ways this could go wrong? Tomura, you're all I have. You are my family regardless of a third party, you're my best friend and I love you with everything I am."

"This isn't about me. I can't promise you anything, I can barley keep you safe now. If you choose this, I can't do anything for you. I can't promise your safety or comfort. And especially not happiness." You crawled along the bed in a hurry before reaching out to grab ahold of his wrists. He froze.

"You make me happy." You told him. When he didn't move you spoke again. "You make me happy. All I want is you, all I want is to love you and be loved by you. I'm not asking for safety or comfort, I lost those a long time ago. I'm just asking for you." He stayed silent for a while, not moving or saying a word. The only sound in the room being his heavy breathing. "Tomura?"

"I feel torn." He rasped.

"Torn between what? Your war and me? You don't have to choose."

"No. Not that." He pulled his hand away from your grasp. "You would still choose me, choose me to be a father. Knowing what you know." You pasued and thought for a moment. He watched you.

"I didn't mean for this to happen. I didn't mean to put you in such a difficult position. But I know you. I know how kind you can be. I know you're whole goal is to create a better world for people, to free humanity. I know the pain you struggle with and the issues you face. But there is no other soul I'd choose over you."

"You're so foolish." He sighed, crumbling as he sat down on the bed. You wrapped an arm around his shoulders and rested your forehead against the side of his. "How could a woman so smart, be so ridiculous?" He rested a palm on your knee.

"Love does that sometimes, doesn't it?" You spoke softly.

"It does. It makes me a fool." He turned his head to press his forehead against yours in a sweet gesture.

"For the record, I think you'd make a fine parent." He scoffed at you.

"I doubt I will." Will. Will? The word echoed in your mind.

"I guess you'll just have to wait and see." You said with a smile. Tomura leaned in and gave you a soft kiss. You leaned into it and took deep breaths as you ran your hands over his chest. He rested his palm over your hand placed on his knee.

"This isn't a game yknow. We don't get second chances here." He warned, squeezes your hand.

"I know."

"Its still early isn't it? You still have time to rethink." He told you, slowly turning and pulling you in to hold you tightly.

"I guess..." you trailed off.

"Just...if anything goes wrong...if anything happens to you..."

"I'll be fine." You reassured.

"You can't know that. How am I going to keep you safe?" He muttered to himself, tucking his face into your shoulder.

"I'll be more careful, I promise. And I'll stay away from dangerous missions, and I'll stay away from heroes from now on, alright?" You told him, rubbing your hands up and down his back.

"Just....think it over...please..." He begged.

"Alright...I'll think it over..." You made no promises. With that, Shigaraki agreed to bring you home. Not saying a word to anyone about your whereabouts. Toga asked you privately about your absence, mostly to confirm that you were alright. You brushed it off, saying it was a private mission or something like that.

Toga knew more than the rest. She asked more questions, knew more details. She knew the true extent of your relationship. Being a close friend of yours, she was trusted with more information than most. Others were lucky if Shigaraki even answered questions about your relationship, declaring it was none of their buisness and to leave him alone.

You didn't tell Toga, you couldn't. It wouldn't matter if she knew or not and getting someone else mixed up in your buisness was a bad idea. Life went back to normal, you went about your buisness as usual, but soon symptoms started to become more of a hazard as the weeks passed. Certain smells like cigarette smoke and eggs would make you violently ill. Nausea and fatigue haunting you throughout the day. You'd wake up feeling sore and groggy, unable to shake the feeling. It bothered Tomura.

He'd watch you raise from the bed and shuffle off to the bathroom with a deep stare. Observing you with a dark gaze. For the most part, he kept his opinions to himself. He knew there was little he could do. His only hope was that you would see "reason". If this is how you felt now, imagine your suffering later. The more pain and frustration you experienced, the more Tomura's heart ached. He felt responsible for your pain. Unable to shake the idea that he did this to you.

"Have you given it anymore thought?" He asked you. Entirely out of the blew, and while you were trying to relax no less. You laid on the floor, pillows piled underneath your head as you browsed your phone. Your feet propped up in his lap as he played a game on the Tv. You peered out from behind your phone screen.

"I have."

"And?" He didn't change his position or attitude.

"And what?" You looked back to your screen.

"Isn't the cut off date coming up soon?"

"Sure is."

"You have to make up your mind soon." You paused and thought for a moment. You watched him play.

"I have."

"Well?"

"I still want this." You told him. He paused his game and froze.

"I don't understand..."

"Pardon?"

"I dont understand!" He shouted. His anger directed out to the Tv instead of you. He dropped the controller and let his hands hang limp as he propped his elbows on your shins. "I don't understand... Taking so many risks... because of me."

"Well, we're villians. Isn't taking risks what lifes all about?"

"I...I'm sorry..." his shoulder began to bounce. His head hanging low while he balled his fists. You sat up, realizing he had started to cry. You placed firm hands on his back to rub and comfort him. He cried, his hands coming up to cover his face and wipe away his tears. "This is all my fault..." He squeaked.

"Tomura, sweety, it's okay." You held continued to rub slow soothing circles over his back. The other on his knee in an attempt to ground him.

"I don't understand...why...why you want this...I don't get it...it makes no sense!" He sobbed. "Why, WHY!?" He clung to you, reaching out to dig his gloved fingers into your sweater in an attempt to keep you close. You held him tight, running gentle fingers through his hair. You let him cry a little longer before answering.

"You know how they say 'love makes you do crazy things?'" You started.

"That's not a reason!" He argued.

"Well, sure, but...it's true isn't it. I mean, our relationship is evidence enough, right? But besides that, when I found out, I was scared too. I'm still scared. But the more I think about it, the more I want it. It makes me smile to think about. I get butterflies and its all I can think of. It's like, I'm falling in love with you all over again." He looked up from his place tucked away in your chest. His eyes red and tired from his crying.

"But why me?" He groaned, "you could have this with anyone you wanted. Why me?"

"Because I don't want anyone else," you squeezed him tight with a smile, "I want you." You planted gentle kisses on his tear riddled cheeks. He let out a soft sigh before pulling you in to give you a proper embrace. He tucked his face in your neck and took deep breaths, as if to savor the feeling of you so close.

"I'm still sorry," he grumbled, "I got you into this mess."

"Hey, it took two, right? Besides, I don't know about you, but I had fun." You squeezed his thigh, trying to lighten the mood. He squirmed in response.

"Not funny."

"What? For sex that good, I'd let you get me pregnant all over again." You chuckled in his ear. He squirmed again, his grip on you tightening.

"Don't say things like that." He scolded half-heartedly. His voice soft, he was embarrassed. You always knew how to get under his skin. Somehow, the way you did it, Tomura found it endearing. It felt fun and lightheaded the way you teased him. When you first did it, he tried to ignore it, he found you annoying and rude. But as time past, and he found your pestering of your fellow teammates pretty funny, he grew to enjoy your witty banter.

He slowly started to run kisses along your neck. He never really understood what you saw in him. Initially, he thought you wanting to be so close with him was an attempt to gain more power. But there was no evidence to support that, you just genuinely enjoyed his company. He found that bizarre. Tomura was well aware he had a bad attitude and was generally a pain in the ass to deal with.

But you got to him. When you were gone, he missed you. When you made a joke or teased, he laughed. When you were close, he felt warm and comfortable. More comfortable with you than without you. He grew way too attached for his liking. Especially now, he cursed himself for loving you. He called himself selfish and reckless and stupid. He beat himself up for it.

Regardless, if this is what you wanted, he would make this happen for you. But as the deadline came and went, he grew more and more paranoid. If the Heroes got ahold of you, it was game over.

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tenkoscumslut · 3 years

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Shigaraki, Hawks, Dabi, Overhaul headcanon

Them reacting to ‘im pregnant’

these r over text and thank you guys for 95 likes on the last shigaraki, dabi, hawks head cannon <3

My crusty bae

Y/N: Hey, Shiggy, we need to talk

Shigaraki: Do you want something? Y/N: No...

Shigaraki: then what do you want?

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Shigaraki: what?

Y/N: I’m pregnant.

Shigaraki:...i haven’t fucked you

Y/N: April fools

Shigaraki: I hate you

Y/N: So do you want ramen for dinner?

Shigaraki: I love you

Y/N: Thought so <3

Hellflame with daddy issues

Dabi: yo i’m at the store what size r ur mommy milkers?

Y/N: Ur probably gonna be upset

Dabi: Wtf why would I be upset?

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Dabi: Your kidding?\

Y/N: Nope your a father. deal with it.

Dabi: Wait really?

Y/N: Nope! April fools!

Dabi: I’m coming home right now

Y/N: Shit.

Dabi: Were going to be parents by tomorrow, got it?

Y/N: How tf did that turn me on?

Dabi: I love you

Y/N: I love you to

My wild chicken wing

Hawks: Hey baby, i’m on my way home for cuddles! Y/N: I think you might wanna stop flying for this

Hawks: ...? Y/N: There’s something important I have to tell you

Hawks: What is it baby bird?

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Hawks: ReALLY?!

Y/N: yes?

Hawks: GHALENOEI IM GOING TO BE A DADDY!

Y/N: now I feel bad

Hawks: What is it baby?!?!?! Y/N: It’s a joke...

Hawks: your jokes r mean :(

Y/N: I have chicky nuggies

Hawks: never mind, im outside. And can I get your pregnant?

Y/N: just come inside

Hawks: okie!

Daddy cleanboi

Y/N: Hello thy boyfriend of thy myselfthy

Kai: I’m in a meeting Y/N

Y/N: Thy shall leave thy in thy peace of thy meetingthy

*5 minutes later*

Kai: Did you have something to tell me?

Y/N: Um yesssssss~

Kai: What do you want to tell me?

Y/N: Who said I want to tell you???

Kai: Stop procrastinating

Y/N: Yess sir.

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Kai:......

*left on read*

*10 minutes later Kai bursts into your room crying and sniffling like a baby*

Y/N: W-Wha-

Kai: I DON'T WANT TO BE A DAD! Y/N: It’s a joke Kai, calm your tits! *Kai procedess to cry harder* Kai: I WILL NOT CALM MY TITS-

*Y/N bursts out laughing*

*Kai starts blushing bc he embarrassed*

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nonobadcat · 3 years

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Yandere All For One X Reader - A Hypnotic Nightmare: Chapter 25 Excerpt

Story rating: Explicit

TW: Rape/Noncon - While this chapter is very tame, the relationship between the Reader and AFO is not only forced upon the Reader but is HIGHLY mentally and sexually abusive. This story is absolutely not for minors and readers should consult the warnings/tags at the top before reading.

Read the entire story at: Archive of Our Own

Chapter 25 Excerpt:

When All For One returned to Gigantomachia’s hut after a hard thirty-six hours of slaughter, he noticed three things:

The first thing he noted was the smell of mint, bleach, and soapy artificial musks. His eyes rolled to the ceiling and he noticed that the cobwebs were gone. The harth was nearly soot free with a fresh fire slowly cooking a large cast iron pot. The table legs were polished to a glossy finish. The beds were made with neatly tucked corners. The sink was empty and it looked like there were plates sitting on the table. Clearly, his dear little wife had succeeded in her quest to cleanse the giant’s house of its stale filthy ways.

The second thing he was pleased about was the smell of warm, home-cooked food from the fire. He could detect beef, green onions, carrots, and sake in the air. In the boiling hot pot, he could also see tofu and enoki mushrooms. His stomach growled at the sight. His mouth watered at the incredible odor. Allowing the premier housewife to tag team cooking with his best campfire chef was clearly going to be the greatest collaboration he could have wished for.

The final thing that brought him joy was the warm, glowing smile on your face. It reached your eyes, soft as fresh powder on a winter’s day. You were wearing a simple pair of skin-tight jeans and a warm sweater, but you looked as cozy as the orange coals on which you were cooking. The black and white frilly apron was in its natural place at your waistline. The sight of you wearing it after what he had done to you in it made his pants tight.

However, there was one thing about the scene that did not spark joy in All For One's little black heart.

“Welcome home, dar-ling!” you called, raising the long, wooden cooking chopsticks to wave at him. The greeting was affectionate and excited.

Too excited.

The hairs on the back of All For One’s neck bristled. His stomach stopped howling for food as his brain began to run the rapid-fire calculations necessary to assess the situation. As he strolled to your location, your body language didn’t change at all. In fact, you seemed even more elated to see him.

"Well..." Shigaraki took your face in his large hands and placed a kiss on your forehead. Then he raised a brow. “You seem happy.”

“Really?” you lifted your chin and smiled coyly at him from the corner of your eye. “Do I indeed?”

Your husband frowned. There was something about the unrelenting delight in your expression that he recognized. The crinkles at the edges of your eyelids were sincere. Your body language was soft and bouncy like a child trying to contain a surprise. As you cocked your chin back further, he caught the edge of an eyetooth peeking from under your soft lips. All at once, All For One realized where he had seen the look before.

It was like he was looking in a mirror.

“My dear, is there something you want to tell me?”

Your grin stretched just one tooth wider. You placed a gentle hand on his cheek and stroked the skin there with your thumb. Your eyes were half lidded, nearly dreamy. As he reached to cup your hand in his, you spun around on the ball of your foot. Your heels clicked together and you cast a smug sneer over your shoulder. A playful index finger tapped against your lips. “Now what type of wife would I be if I ruined the ending to a mystery story?”

Shigaraki’s eye twitched. He turned to the other person in the room with a forced smile. “Machia, would you like to tell me?”

The giant’s body stiffened. He slowly looked up from the pot on the grate with a lock-jawed, wide-eyed terror. “M-master I’m sorry. She told me you’d be upset and I-” Tears started to well in his beady white eyes. “I-I don’t know how to fix it!” he cried as his rocky lips trembled.

You patted the large man on the shoulder, faked a pout and wagged a finger at your husband. “Don’t be mean. It’s not his fault.” Your eyes rolled to the bathroom and you snorted in amusement. “It’s probably yours actually.”

All For One's skin prickled into goosebumps at your words. With two hops, he made his way to the bathroom and flung open the wooden door. Ice blue eyes scanned the sparkling tile for clues. In his irritated state he could no longer appreciate the way his reflection gleamed in every porcelain surface. The itch to understand your out-of-character behavior was almost painful.

The only reason All For One didn’t immediately return to the boiling pot and force the answer out of you was the very thing he both loved and loathed about you: how perceptive you were. You wouldn’t be that smug if it was something you had done purposefully. Therefore, it had to be something that both you and Machia were truly powerless to control. In addition, there were precious few things you could do to hurt him. Insults and knives meant nothing to the man who ruled the shadows of Japan with an iron fist.

No… There was only one thing that would truly upset him and that was if something hadn’t gone according to his carefully calculated plans.

Read the rest at: Archive of Our Own

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shig-a-shig-ah · 3 years

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I saw that the requests are open, please ignore it if they're not. I just read your "Reader jealous of a girl from the PLF hitting on Shigaraki" and I loved it❤️. If it's not asking too much, could you do a part two where reader and Shigaraki decides to go to the meeting together to mess with her? (Female or GN reader is ok)

Thank you😊

Wow anon, I thought I was being kind of funny having Shig be like ‘yeah, I’ll just send Twice to disappoint this person,’ but this? This is a fucking HILARIOUS notion and I have to do it. Part one

» pairing: shigaraki tomura x gn!reader

» wc: 704

Tomura’s halfway through texting Twice when you snag his phone from his grip, a wicked thought brewing in your mind. “Wait,” you tell him, your face splitting into a broad grin. “I have a better idea.”

Twenty minutes later you’re both standing outside of the woman’s apartment, and any lingering doubts Tomura might have had visibly vanish the moment she opens the door. You see the way his eyes widen in surprise as he takes in the sight of her, blonde hair expertly coiffed and curvy figure shamelessly accented by a little black dress far too short and low-cut to be appropriate for any business meeting.

“I didn’t realize you’d be bringing someone, Tomu— Shigarak-sama,” she says, her eyes narrowing as she pointedly ignores you, speaking only to Tomura.

You start to bristle, ready to interject, but you pause when you see the corner of Tomura’s mouth curving up into a smirk you recognize, the same smug look he gets when he’s winning at one of the games you play together. Then he’s smoothing his expression, wrapping one arm around your waist.

“They join me in all my meetings,” he says blandly. “I assumed you would have noticed.”

The woman smiles politely, but you can tell it’s strained. “Of course. Come in.” It’s a small but nice apartment, and Tomura steers you immediately towards the dining room. Two places have been set at the table—at the corner so that they’re next to, rather than across from each other, you can’t help but notice. There’s a candle flickering in the center too, the overhead light turned down low, and from the corner of your eye you can see the woman shifting uneasily as you survey the scene.

“Just give me a moment and I can set another place,” she says, but Tomura only waves his hand.

“Don’t bother.” He sits down and tugs you into his lap, resting his chin on your shoulder and smirking again. “This is just fine.”

Tomura’s never been much for public displays, but he’s obviously making an effort to lean into this little act, and you can’t help but grin continuously as the evening progresses. The woman is silent as she serves the food, her speech halting when she tries to explain the ‘strategic ideas’ she’d used as a pretense for luring Tomura here. The longer she talks, the more obvious it becomes that she wasn’t prepared to actually discuss anything in depth.

But Tomura doesn’t call her out on it. Instead, he only seems intent on making her as uncomfortable as possible, insistently feeding you bites off his fork and murmuring into your ear while she talks, making it painfully obvious that he’s only half-listening, if that. He lets his hands hands wander too, more and more egregiously as the evening progresses. At first he’s merely stroking his fingers over your knee or tangling the fingers of his gloved hand with your own, but by the time the meal is finished he’s progressed to squeezing at the pudge of your upper thigh and ghosting his lips along your neck while the woman still tries to prattle on about some company that might be useful for Detnerat to acquire.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t enjoying it, a flutter of warmth coursing through you every time he indulges in some caress or soft kiss, always followed by a stab of vindictive pleasure when the other woman shifts uncomfortably or pointedly averts her eyes. By the time the dinner is over, her face is tomato-red and she’s obvious desperate for you both to leave, her relief palpable when she finally walks you both to the door.

“I appreciate the invitation,” Shigaraki says, and then his face goes serious, his red eyes narrowing to slits as he gives her a pointed look. “But maybe next time you should discuss your ideas with your regiment leader first.”

The woman nods, swallowing hard under the weight of Shigaraki’s glare. “Yes. Of course, Shigaraki-sama,” she answers in a timid voice, her gaze flicking nervously to you.

You only grid broadly, not quite able to keep the self-satisfied tone from your voice as you bid her goodbye. “Thank you for such lovely evening.”

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a-pretty-nerd · 4 years

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Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!Daughter!Reader

Chapter 5

Premis:

When The League of Villains discovers that AllMight has a daughter, they are quick to snatch you up and hold you hostage. Shigaraki had a careful and thought out plan, but that was before you got there. Now you're in the mood for some not-so-healthy rebellion.

Word Count: 1,386

Warnings: prescription drugs, restraints, yelling.

A/N: So its been a hot minute, sorry my MHA friends! I’ve opened my inbox again, so if you’ve got a request for any MHA characters, I’ve gotchu! (I also write LGBTQ+ content, so whatever you want, I gotchu bb <3) And don’t be afraid to interact! Gimme a like, comment, shoot me an ask, it really helps me out! And if you’d like to support me further, go ahead and check out my Patreon where I’ll be making some exclusive content!

Chapter 4 Chapter 6

Shigaraki sat alone in his room pouring over web page after web page. Books, articles, essays, anything and everything he could get his dry, cracked hands on. Telekinetic quirks were common, there was no shortage of people with the ability to move things with their mind. However, he was having a hard time finding cases where the user was medicated to suppress their quirk. Sure, science was always developing new ways to alter quirks, but rarely were people with telekinetic powers put on such strong anti-depressants.

He leaned back in his chair, his nails digging at the dry skin on his neck as he thought over the information he had collected. He tried to pull the pieces together. You were so scared, so freaked out and panicked. He was having a hard time processing it himself. He had expected you to beg and cry while being held captive, but you were worried, about your captor’s safety.

He pulled his hand away from his neck and looked down at his hands. The things you said. The way you plead for death. So sincere. No one had ever begged him like that. It sent a cold shiver down his spine. It caught him so off-guard. Maybe he’d bitten off more than he could chew with you. Maybe he should let you go. No. No, he couldn’t. He wasn’t done with you yet. He had plans he had to follow through with. If he could pull this off, he could tear the world apart from the inside, out. If he showed everyone how incapable and flaky heroes could be, he could turn the narrative to the public. It would make everything so much easier.

If he could just get them to tell the truth. He had tinkered with the idea of broadcasting footage of you telling the truth, but even then, how could he get people to believe. No. He decided he just needed more time. While he plotted further, he would continue to keep you hostage. He had to.

He stood from his seat and shuffled out into the hallway to find a few stragglers in the living room chatting. He stood there around the corner and listened to them talk. He had given the task of keeping an eye on All Might and the investigation, just so they could stay one step ahead. They were bickering about the best way to go about following All Might since he had hardly left his apartment since your disappearance.

He turned and walked back down the hallway and stopped in front of a particular door. He stared at it for a moment, lost in thought. He knew you were behind it. He knew he had questions to ask you. He knew you’d comply, you were never shy about giving information before. You were so open but at the same time, so closed off. It was starting to frustrate him.

He stood in front of the door for a little longer than he realized, lost in deep thought as he contemplated on his options. Suddenly the door swung open, it almost startled him. With wide eyes he looked down at Toga. She looked back with a surprised expression before flashing a smile and speaking.

“Come to check up on our guest?” She giggled at him.

“Has she been stabalized?” He asked. Toga looked back into the room and then back to him. She shrugged.

“A few things move here and there when she’s upset, but nothing extreme. I’d be careful if I were you, she’s easily freaked out right now. She won’t stop begging to be let go. She keeps going on and on about our safety. Somethings not right.” Once she was done talking, Shigaraki walked past her.

You watched his looming figure make it’s way into the small room. Before you slept in a sleepingbag in a glorified closet, now, you had been tied to an old twin bed. Your arms tied above your head, your feet stretched out in front of you, another binding around your torso. The whole thing made you feel sick and violated. There was something horrifyingly familiar about these restraints.

“Have you slept at all?” He asked you as he sat down in the chair beside the bed.

“Have you?” You asked him. You could see the dark circles under his eyes, how puffy and dry they were. You traced imaginary lines over the scars around them, you noted they were the same around his lips. You wondered if they were dry to the touch or just scar tissue left over.

“How long have you been on medication for?” He asked you. You looked away, suddenly very aware of how long you had been starring at his face.

“Since my quirk manifested when I was eight. Eight? Nine maybe?” You trailed off, filing through the memories in search of the right answer.

“And you forgot to mention your medication until recently, why?”

“I don’t know. This is my first time being kidnapped. I didn’t know when I’d be home, or if I’d be dead.” He scoffed at you.

“Why do you keep thinking I’m going to kill you?”

“Are you fucking serious? You’re Japan’s- The World’s most wanted criminal. You’ve killed before you’ll kill again. You think me forgetting about my meds is a big issues, motherfucker its hard to think about anything right now. Much less remembering to take my meds without my phone alarm going off to remind me everyday. I don’t know if you’re aware, by being held hostage is kind of upsetting!” On your last word, the bed began to rattle, a glass of water on the bedside table threw itself towards you, and the chair Shigaraki sat in thrusted forward, closer to you. He jumped at the movement, and grasped onto the sides in an attempt to stablize himself. The sight of the villain in such a state of surprise, made you smile.

“Fair.” He muttered as he looked around, avoiding your eyes as you chuckled at him. He sat back down before speaking again. “What were you taking?”

“Paroxzaphin. It’s a strong antidepressant. It’s the only thing that works for me. Because my quirk relies heavily on my emotions, it was difficult to control when I was young. But with the help of medication, it is now manageable.”

“Supressed.”

“Exscuse me?”

“Your medication didn’t manage your quirk, it suppressed it entirely. If it does as you say, then it would have worked to manage your quirk, but instead it suppressed to a point where you were unable to use it entirely.

“Fine. It suppresses my abilities. But you don’t know what you’re dealing with. It would be better if I didn’t have this ability at all.”

“Why do you say that? What happens without it? You move a few pieces of furniture around? I’m not afraid of you.” He leaned in closer. Way too close for your liking.

“You don’t understand. Overtime, it’ll get worse.”

“How do you know?”

“You have to let me go, everyone is in danger.”

“Why? What happens?” He growled.

“Let me go!” You cried. His frustration peaked as he loomed over you. His eyes wide, his lips turned into a dark frown as he bared his teeth. He reached out a hand. Your restraints loosened around yours arms, until you felt dust fall over your flesh. You pulled your hands down and stared at the bruises the restraints caused. Soon your torso and ankles felt the release as well. You looked up at Shigarak who now stood at the foot of the bed. You opened your mouth to ask him why, but he interrupted you.

“You’re safe here. I trust you.” He said softly. You were confused. Where did this come from? Why was he so calm all of a sudden? Why was he looking at you like this? Like he understood, like he had sympathy for you.

“What?”

“I’ll see about getting you your medication. For now, you stay here as you have been. If you feel things are too much, tell us before you go into another fit, okay?” You nodded. He seemed almost reluctant to be saying what he was. To be as mature and nurturing as he was being, but regardless, he seemed to understand. And that was new.

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