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elivancrab · 9 months

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Tomorrow -Tomura Shigaraki- Intro + Prologue

[Protective Tomura bordering on obsession/Yandere]

The quiet static buzz of the console. The smell of energy drinks and aftershave. The place where they could just exist and be. The sanctity of the backroom. -Ruined, gone, wrong-

All because of those good-for-nothing Heroes.

The story is told from the Third-Person Narrative Voice, with a bit of omniscient Narration thrown in here or there. Since this story is a slow burn AND a deep dive into the world-building of MHA, it does take some time for the Tomura-Love-Plot to kick in, so be warned, though there are clear signs of his presence, involvement and effect on the MC early on, as well as hints to their relationship prior to the events of the first chapter. [Also there is some SOFT!Platonic!Dabi stuff, as well as some mild Bakugou trademarked bully-flirting, before it mellows out into a "Broseidon of the Brocean x Brobi Wan Kenobi"-relationship]

[Also, also, also; I don't have a dedicated beta-reader, so I guess we die like the bitches we are]

[TW; Suicide, Suicidal thoughts]

"Eat shit Shigaraki"

"Yeah, fuck you too. You keep using Best Jeanist and his busted-ass moveset"

"no... you just suck"

His eyes returned to her face, feeling his own breath hitch. He fumbled, didn’t know what to do, knew only that he had this broken feeling when looking at her face illuminated by the light of the TV.

He didn't hate looking at her dumb face, and it made him mad.

"Best three outta five?"

She nodded.

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When she was standing in front of the Blackboard and staring at all the faces of those bright-eyed kids, all she could think about was how she should have prepared herself better for this moment, or how she shouldn’t have come at all.

It was a stupid idea after all. He had been right.

Her scar ached with white-hot fear and bottomless black yearning.

Everything was building up to this; to her last chance.

She had thought that she could do it.

First, it was their curiosity that wafted off of them. It crept up her shoes, tickled her with her classmate's combined anticipation, and made her hesitate.

But as the seconds passed, as she was building up her courage, the curiosity turned to annoyance and judgment and seeped into her skin like cold.

It suffocated her already fragile voice, and with it all the hopes and dreams she dared have.

There was blank horror on her face, and it must have been quite the pitiful sight, for the teacher next to her decided to unburden her after a sigh:

“This is Aharen Ono, joining in late on the principal's request”

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“Hey kid, that was pretty impressive!”

The voice was… squeaky, but gentle.

She turned around as she wiped the blood from her nose, quickly glancing around and clearly feeling a person nearby oozing off inquisitiveness and awe.

“Down here!” the voice repeated, and the girl's gaze dropped down to a dapper-looking talking plushie.

Anxiety crept in.

She crouched down to meet him eye-to-eye, even though everything in her body was aching and her mind was still raw from what she had done.

“What’s your name?” he asked, beady black eyes looking at her as he raised a squishy paw in a waving gesture.

Being so close, his curiosity neigh to overwhelmed her, almost squeezing her into mush, but the soothing sound and look of him somehow also made her feel at ease.

She could talk like this, even if only in the most quiet of whispers.

“Ren… I’m Aharen”

If it weren’t for his keen animal senses, he probably wouldn’t even been able to hear it.

“I’m Nezu, principal of U.A. High School. Have you applied for the entrance exam?”

She shook her head. Where others have aspired of doing so from kindergarten, she didn’t even consider it ever having been an option.

“Oh, that’s a pity. Ketsubutso Academy or Shiketsu then?”

Nezu watched as she shook her head meekly, her somber expression turning even more so as her bangs dropped down into her eyes.

“Have your parents not allowed it?” he asked, curiosity wavering into disappointment.

She didn’t respond to that at all, seemingly only tensing up which caused Nezu’s eyes to wander away from the teen's face.

Her clothes were in rough shape. The print on her washed-out shirt had seemingly long since disintegrated into ambiguous pixels of color and the jean shorts were far too stressed to be considered fashionably tattered.

She felt the worry bloom in his chest and was ready to bolt.

The girl flinched when he put a paw on her knee, careful to not touch the scrapes.

“Let's do something about it, shall we?”

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The area was dark, only illuminated by the light of two phones on the ground facing upwards, and a little blue flame in the palm of a hand. There was dust and debris from construction all around and the sound of water dripping on metal beams and flowing down concrete stairs.

“I’m glad you’re not charging me for this. I’d end up broke” he mumbled while biting down on a belt.

Silver string soaked in velvet red dragged through tense muscle.

“Dammit…!” he cursed as the needle dipped back into the flesh of his arm once more, watching as careful fingers pushed it through to create another stitch. Her grey eyes met his blue ones for a moment and her lips moved and said something that went unheard due to his labored breathing.

“Alright, alright toots! That’s good enough”

He pulled his arm back, examining the neat seam that had reunited healthy and burned skin once again.

“You’re getting far too good at this,” he said and ruffled her pink hair, expecting her hands to reach for his wrist and yank it away with an annoyed look.

The girl put the used equipment back into the beaten-up first-aid-kit, her eyes trailing through the abandoned building, the look in them far more solemn than he last remembered it.

“I know I’ve been gone for a while, but you couldn’t have missed me that badly, c’mon, not with that friend you hang out with."

His jovial tone didn’t even make her look up at him.

She was teetering on the edge, had been for a while.

He sighed, searched his pocket for something, and mumbled with disdain: “ I heard some bastard ‘borrowed’ you for a job and didn’t even end up paying you… again”

The scarred man didn’t like the look on her face, didn’t like the fact that that single cut on the inside of her wrist was getting thicker and angrier each time he saw it; that it seemingly never healed.

He pulled out a pen, holding it right up to her face and pushed down on the button. Instead of the tip of a pen, out came the small blade of a boxcutter.

“I found that one in Osaka. Pretty ingenious if you ask me. No one’s gonna take a pen from you when they frisk you. You can’t let yourself be pushed around by those twats. If word gets out that you use your quirk for free, you’ll end up in a real shitty place.”

“D̶̛̛͖̂͑̓̆͗̉̑̈́̏̉̽̅̀͂̍͗̕͜͝ạ̴̢̛̲̱̩̦͖̱̞̿͑̎̈́́̾̾͊͂̏̒̌̎̇͆͜ͅb̸̢̨̓͌̊͊̆͠ȉ̶̡̛̘̠͐̄̓̊̾̎͊̚ͅ…” her voice was almost intelligible, her hands gripping the fabric of her shirt so tight that her knuckles turned white.

“I̵’̴m̶ ̵s̵o̶r̵r̸y̷… I’m just so tired”

“I know. You’ve been thinking about it for a while, haven’t you?”

His hand reached for the collar of her shirt, pulling her closer and forcing her glassy eyes to meet his.

“Don’t” he said. It sounded more like a plea than a command.

“Do it tomorrow. If you do it now, it’s over, forever. You can kill yourself at any point in the future, it’ll always be an option. There’s no rush. Just because you don’t do it tonight doesn’t mean you won’t get another chance.”

It was fucked up, but soothing in its own way. And exactly what she needed to hear to make it through one more day.

Sugared words and hope-inspiring speeches were obsolete for people who lived this kind of life, their kind of life, teetering on the edge with every passing step. He felt a cold clump of guilt in his abdomen, feeling gross about asking her to keep going, despite the fact that he had decided long ago to head for the same destination, if only with a few stops before that inevitable end by his own accord.

She nodded, but he wasn’t sure she’d listened at all.

Tomorrow then.

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Tomorrow had begun with her tired body strolling through the streets of the city, walking all night after parting ways with one of the tragically few people she’d considered ‘safe’, of whom she had some semblance of comradery and commiseration with.

Walking through the city, through the back-alleys of the back-alleys, and seeing what she had seen so many times before, she felt unsure of whether or not she could keep postponing her release to the next day, and then the next and the next after that.

Rundown shops here, downtrodden and broken people sleeping on cardboard there, a a poor sod down in a dark corner shoothing up a high into his veins over there, even in the wee hours of the morning.

Not a hero in sight, for there was no glory in sweeping up the bottom of the food chain.

It was getting too much, it was getting too hard.

Many times had she tried to keep her hands clean, many times had she tried to escape this broken hell, but never did she succeed.

If only her mother hadn’t tried to kill her all those years ago. If only her father had a drop of love for her in his heart. If only someone had looked at her and noticed her; seen her when she was cast away, heard her when she called for help, reached out, and saved her when she had asked for it.

She was beyond saving now. Those who could have, never tried, and those that stilled the bleeding of her aching heart were in just as much need of help as herself.

So when no one does save you, and you then truly stand in the shadows all by yourself with that miserable hand of cards dealt and no chance in sight to change a thing, you just grit your teeth and throw over the table to change the rules, or forfeit.

Aharen has tried to play the game with her cards, had them scattered times and times again and picked them up and hoped to win. Now she had given up on them entirely and was going through the motions on borrowed time as she wasted her last day away.

She wondered if farewells were in order.

To whom?

D̸̥̞̋͊̍a̶̗̼̓̔̇b̶̞͉͖̅͆̂i̶̝̒, the lady that doesn’t ID her when she needs to crash at her motel, G̵̮͍̣͑̓͝i̴̢͂̈̓̿͒r̸͕̗̍̂̃ä̸̧̖̮͕͖͉͇́̄̓̓͝n̴̛̤͎̼̤̊͋̍̐ ,the noodle-shop-owner who lets her bus tables in exchange for dinner and a place to sleep, K̴̜͝u̵̮͎̫͗̓͆̕r̶̨͈̠̹͔͑͠ỏ̴͙̟͖̥̔ǵ̵͓͜i̵̡̨̤̾̀͆͌̕r̴̡̈́̓̑ͅi̵̺̘͓̠͊͜,, the train-attendant that never checks her non-existent ticket, S̸̹̀̇͛ḧ̴̦̠́̏ͅi̷̛̻̠g̸̹̹̟̓a̷͚͐r̴̟̃̈a̶͇̦͆͐̐k̴̨͈͉̇̿ī̸̻̙̀͜.

S̵͓͂h̷̳̀i̸̼͑g̵̪͝á̷͙ṙ̴̝a̶̠̾k̸̪͠ì̸̥

S̸h̸i̶g̷a̶r̵a̵k̵i̵

She probably wouldn’t have been able to say anything anyway, not with all that white noise that filled her mind with cotton and the ringing in her ears.

But for him she'd always talk, if only just not this last time so as to not seed hurt into a person that had soothed her own. Going silently and without goodbyes would leave room to doubt her passing.

To everyone she'd known she'd just slip through the cracks one final time and leave for the shadowy underbelly of another city like many of her kin and peers did.

Off to greener pastures, one way or another.

It must have been fate that made sure this day wouldn’t be her last.

She didn’t even register that she’d made her way through the crowds all the way to Kanaiga District, notorious for recently having been overrun with criminal activity, until the afternoon rush had died down and she’d found herself coming out of the haze now that there wasn’t so much information drowning out her senses.

She’d frequented the district for jobs in those past few weeks, but why she’d gone there on her last day, not intending on ever needing a job again, she didn’t know.

It must have been fate.

She felt hot white terror sweep through the tight alleys before she heard the voice it belonged to.

“Let go!” a young woman shrieked, followed by aggravated commands for her to shut up.

In another timeline she would have turned on her heel and gone the other direction until that raw fear couldn't reach her anymore. In a better world she would have ran for the main street, been able to summon her voice and call for help with someone actually arriving. And wouldn't it have been for this twist if fate, she simply would have frozen up in place like she'd always done; involuntarily consumed and swept up by the paralyzing terror of the victim until said victim would cease feeling anything.

However, that day Aharen followed the voice. At first she'd thought it to be a roundabout way of ending things; getting involved in someone else’s business to not have to do it herself. Later she believed those actions to be the last throes of her survival instincts; desperate urges and desires to change anything just for once and regain some semblance of purpose and will to keep her going.

“There, there ‘luv” he mused “just relax.”

She couldn't quite recall when she had slipped the ‘pen’ out of her pocket. All she knew was that when she went around the corner and was met with the sight of a bulky guy, half-bull half-man, holding a young woman up against the wall by her throat as she thrashed desperately against his grip, she already held the blade in her hand with a fierce grip.

Waves of dread splashed against her, yet instead of incapacitating her, it awakened a deeply seeded sense of exasperation.

She wasn't witnessing the poor woman's fear from the backseat for she knew exactly what it felt like, and something in her just snapped.

Approaching from the shadows of the alley, Aharen's presence went unnoticed until the very moment she'd sunken the thin blade into the attacker's wrist.

“Sneaky cunt!” he spat as he let go of the woman to backhand Aharen, “mind 'yer business 'ya dang toddler!”

She stumbled backward with a noiseless yelp and fell, scraping her knees against asphalt while something hot and sticky trickled down her lips and chin.

The woman was gone, leaving behind an electric feeling that amplified that broken sensation in her chest that had urged her to get involved in this mess in the first place. It made her muscles tense with anticipation.

Remnants of the guys’ animosity lingered on her cheek for but a moment before that eerie energy devoured it and began buzzing through her body like angry wasps.

“You little…!” cursed the guy under his breath "thinking yourself a hero?", unadulterated rage burning in him like a wildfire, and now that the something rippled within her flesh like a beat, Aharen was feeling that burn too, and not like an observer, not in a second-hand-kind of way like she had felt it all the previous times, but like that rage had been born from herself.

She had never felt like this before, never felt such strength or conviction. Up until this point, all she thought she was good for was reading people's emotions, when she wasn’t busy getting overwhelmed by her quirk in the first place.

Whatever that sensation was, it shot through Aharen with so much force that she felt weightless. Combined with the bull-man’s rage and her own pent-up exasperation over her life, she felt as if she was going to come apart at the seams.

So when the guy lunged for her, and she decided not to dodge, to stand her ground just this once, she thought this would have been the end of her; a tragic high note to end it all.

Her palm hurt from the impact of his fist when she had caught it. All the force from it dissipated the second skin met skin, leaving Aharen standing on her feet, but sending the man-bull tumbling backwards with his hand in the air as if it was on fire.

The Bull then suddenly folded over with a strained gasp, spitting profanities like they were poison. His face was turning redder with each second as several more veins began popping on his forehead and neck, and before Aharen even had time to react, he screamed into the sky and collapsed onto the concrete, leaving behind utter and complete calm as everything either of them had felt up to this point evaporated into nothingness.

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“Soo!” chimed in the principal standing atop the teacher's desk “Please welcome your new classmate with open hearts and kind spirits!”

This was a bad idea.

This is honestly my first time dipping my toes into the MHA-FF fandom, and to be frank I'm a bit unsure as to what I'm doing, so I'd really appreciate it if y'all could give me some pointers or share your thoughts!

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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Ask Nicely: Toxic Tomura x Reader Drabbles

Notes: Sort of a drabble but generally just thoughts inspired by this Shiggy art (i can't find where the art is from. The only thing I can source it back to is this tweet and this Tumblr post that I saw it on.)

Warnings: dark and Yandere themes, manipulation and gaslighting, mentions of kidnapping and other Yandere things, mentions of death and su*cide, mentions of gen*cide.

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours.

Tomura thinks using your love for him against you is the worst thing he's ever done.

He thinks the way he has such a delicately crafted plan about being with you is insane. And above all, he knows that the way he wraps one of his hands around his throat and threatens to put his pinky down the second you step out of the door is absolutely vile.

But that obviously doesn't stop him from doing it. After all, if having a moral compass was a priority then he would have never met you.

He isn't stupid, Tomura knows himself well enough to know he isn't suicidal and that even if he was he would never go out by using his own quirk. But you don't know that.

You didn't know what was going on in his mind.

If only you did, maybe you wouldn't have helped heal his wounds that day.

Maybe if you knew how rotten, deathly, and dark the shadowed back alleys of his mind were, you would have stayed out of that alley you met him in, the one that started this sick little game he liked to play with you.

Maybe if you hadn't let him in and opened up about your pathetic problems he didn't care much for, you would have stood a chance against falling for him.

Maybe if you hadn't been so kind and trusting, you would have known better than to fall in love with Japan's most-wanted villain.

But you didn't. You didn't, and Tomura loved that.

He always associated what he felt for you like the thrill people would feel when playing Russian Roulette, minus the risk, of course. Because Tomura was more likely to hurt you than he was to hurt himself.

And somehow, even if you knew that, it didn't stop you from running right back in and prying his hands away from his neck by carefully tugging on his wrists as tears ran down your cheeks.

You were the same the day Shigaraki revealed his identity, the day you found out he was stalking and secretly controlling you, and the day he kidnapped you and stole you for himself.

It was always the same, because how could you ever be strong enough to oppose him? How could you ever walk out of that door when the love of your life was all but holding a gun to his own head?

Tomura Shigaraki always hated heroes, hated the stupid hero complex that made them always try to save everyone, but every time he felt you collapse against his chest as you sobbed both because of and for him, he couldn't help but thank whichever idiot decided that sacrificing himself for what he loved was the right thing to do.

Because that was exactly why you kept crawling back. Not because you were scared he would ruin the world, no, but because you thought he would ruin himself trying.

Unless, of course, you would stay by his side.

And who were you to deny when he asked so nicely?

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fluffytriceratops · 2 years

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Forced To Stargaze - OC x Tomura Shigaraki

Note: Another oldish OC x Cannon imagine. Except this one is BNHA. I believe I wrote this in 2019/2020, so it's not my worst work, it's just not the best either. Kinda shitty? Eh- it is what it is. Tomura might be ooc because this was one of the first times I ever wrote him. And a shit ton of run on sentences, unfortunately. I'm itching to edit/rewrite this, but I don't have the time. DX Maybe in the future. If you're curious to know more about Linnea, I am planning on making a comic/art about her. I have some oldish drawings of her up on my BNHA OC instagram right now (liilfluffie). Feel free to check them out if you wanna. I'll probably be posting the drawings/comic on there as well. Thanks for reading! <3

Warnings: mature language, mild sexual/intimate themes,

Her fingers linked with his gingerly, gripping lightly only on a few of them. Even though she liked him, she didn't fancy being turned to ash. Linnea watched the stars flicker in the dark abyss above the both of them. A sigh slipped out of her nose while her head plunked down against his shoulder. She could feel Tomura's red gaze on her, the thought alone made her smile. His thumb brushed against the palm of her hand, rubbing slow calming circles into her skin. She knew he didn't like to be outside much, which generally was the biggest understatement of the year, but she was glad he did it for her. There was a lot of things she'd do for him, he didn't even have to ask. She'd travel to the ends of the earth if he wanted her too. Something she may or may not admit out loud, probably the latter. "Can we go now?" He practically whined, causing the duel haired girl to chuckle softly. Her green gaze flickered up to meet his own, he didn't look impressed that she had basically laughed at him. "Soon. I have yet to see a shooting star, there's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight." She looked back up at the sky, promising to leave as soon as she saw one. He sighed in annoyance, mumbling that she was a pain and a brat. That only made the girl's smile widen. She cracked a joke about that was how Kurogiri viewed him, he only glared down at her in response. Tomura adjusted himself, trying to get in a comfier position, the tree he was leaning on wasn't comfortable in the slightest. Before Linnea could even question what he was doing he had pulled her onto his lap, placing her between his legs and wrapping his arms around her tightly. It was as if he was hugging her, almost, without using his hands. Linnea smiled in content, leaning back against him, she could feel his breath against the exposed skin on her neck, noticing he had placed his chin on her shoulder. She enjoyed moments like this with him, where they both could just calm down and relax, she could relieve some stress from him for a while and vise versa. That and it was so rare that something like this occurred. If it weren't for her practically dragging his ass outside every once and a while, Linnea was sure that Tomura wouldn't go out at all on his own free time. He really did need to go out more, locking himself inside for so long surely wasn't good for him or his health. Linnea reached behind her and ruffled his hair gently, trailing her fingers down his face for a moment in an almost teasing manner. She could see Tomura roll his eyes out of the corner of her own, she felt a laugh crawl up her throat but didn't voice it. She could feel his teeth graze her ear lobe, causing the girl to grin wickedly to herself, she could feel his lips trailed down her neck, lightly nipping down every so often. He pulled her shirt away from her shoulder so he could bite down there, exposing more of her delicious skin. Linnea shuddered from his touch, sucking in a shaky breath as he bit down harder than before. She let out a breathy moan, feeling him smirk against her skin. "Dammit, you're gonna make me miss the stars." she whimpered, craning her neck off to the side to allow him more access, even though she had technically complained. He snickered at the action, sliding his tongue along the area. "That's not my problem, now is it?" he breathed, continuing to plant the sloppy yet effective kisses along her exposed skin. Making sure to leave little love bites every so often. He knew she wasn't really complaining, she truly did enjoy the things he'd do to her. She'd never admit it, but it was the truth. He continued his work for a bit longer, biting a little harder every so often than when he first started. He paused when he heard her gasp, wondering briefly if he had hurt her accidentally, occasionally he would go a bit over board while lost in the moment, though she never seemed to mind. He lifted his lips from her shoulder, peering up at her face. Her eyes were bright and full of wonder, a soft smile was planted onto her lips, she was looking up at the sky. Tomura followed her gaze

to see a bunch of shooting stars, all illuminating the sky. Flashing around before disappearing. Although he didn't really care for them, he honestly found them a bit annoying, the look on Linnea's face made him smile, even if it was a small one. He stopped his actions, returning his chin to rest on top of her shoulder as he gazed up at the sky. They watched the stars together for a few more minutes, before Linnea slipped out of his hold and stood up. Tomura rose his eyebrow's in question, unsure of what she was doing. She dusted her hands off on her butt, probably attempting to get rid of any dirt or leaves. She smiled down at him and offered her hand. Upon noticing the look on his face her smile widened as she chuckled. "I told you we could leave once I saw a shooting star, unless you want to stay out here any longer?" she grinned teasingly. Tomura huffed and grabbed her hand in a four finger hold, pulling himself up whilst clicking his tongue in annoyance. "Not a chance, I'll call Kurogiri and tell him to pick us up. Are you gonna stay the night?" he slipped his hand into his pocket of his sweater and pulled out his phone, texting Kurogiri their location. Linnea smiled, rubbing her thumb along his knuckles. "Sure, I'd love to." she hummed, noticing his mood had improved greatly since coming out here, though he still seemed to be annoyed with the fact that she had dragged him out here to begin with. He only nodded to her response, it wasn't long before the shadowy portal appeared just off to the side from them. Tomura took a step towards it, but was pulled back by a hand on his arm. Linnea had latched onto him and tugged him in her direction. He stumbled a bit and sent her a bit of a pissed off expression. "What are you doing?" he questioned, wanting nothing more than to go home and face plant onto his bed. With her in his arms... Not that he would ever admit it, especially out loud. "I want to do something before we go." He nearly groaned when she said that, rolling his eyes once again and peering down at her. She snorted as his expression and grabbed onto the hood of his sweater, pulling him towards her somewhat roughly, he was about to scold her but before he got the chance she had pressed her lips against his. Tomura tensed for a few seconds before relaxing into her hold. He placed four fingers from each hand onto her hips, pulling her against his chest. Her lips were soft and delicate against his chapped ones. The way she made him feel sometimes annoyed her, there really wasn't anyone else out there who could make him feel this way, which was the most frustrating of all. She licked his lip teasingly, he smirked against her lips as he pushed his tongue inside her mouth. Brushing it up against her own, she seemed delighted by this movement before sliding her own tongue against his. She ran her nimble fingers through his hair, slightly tugging at the roots. He grunted a bit at the action, clearly enjoying it, as he applied more weight into her sides, digging his fingers into her slightly. It wasn't long before they pulled away for air, she bit his lip softly before pulling away. Her fingers brushing against his face for a moment, sliding down to his neck and tracing one of his many scars. Tomura opened his eyes slowly and glanced down at her. Once again his chest squeezed, making him feel almost nauseous. Linnea's cheeks were a light shade of pink as she gazed up at him, she pecked his lips gently, watching as he shuddered from her touch on his neck. "We can go now," she replied slyly, smirking up at him. His cheeks flushed just a bit, he scoffed and slipped one of his hands into his pocket, the other one gripped lightly onto a few of her fingers. "Let's go before Kurogiri get's anymore annoyed." She chuckled but didn't say anything else after that. "Sleep or video games?" she asked as they walked through, he walked past Kurogiri ignoring him completely as Linnea sent him a small nod of her head in greeting. "Sleep, I'm too fucking tired to do anything else." he walked over to his room, kicking the door

behind him. She watched as he slipped off his sweater and shirt before plopping down onto his bed, pulling her down with him. She smiled lightly as she snuggled into his chest, he tucked his thumbs into his hands so he wouldn't accidentally activate his quirk on her. "Tomura?" she asked, yawning briefly before nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. "Hmm?" he hummed, keeping his eyes closed as he slowly pulled her closer to him. "Thanks, for coming with me. I'll make it up to you tomorrow." she breathed, placing a light kiss to the underside of his jawline. Tomura's lips lifted up slightly. "Can't wait." he hummed, nuzzling into her gently. She was already passed out, and it wasn't long till he followed after her.

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touya-is-dabi · 4 years

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Well I have a question. Maybe Dabi has bad ptsd from his past same with shiggy what if Y/N helped them through with nightmares and ptsd attacks?

First of all...

This had me tearing up when writing it. I tend to imagine my OC with the two while I'm writing these and my God she doesn't want her two favorite boys to be sad anymore.

I hope you all enjoy these sad little stories.

Y/N helps Dabi and Shigiraki with PTSD/Nightmares.

Dabi

You were just barely dozing off on your boyfriend's chest. Listening to his heartbeat as some sort of personal lullaby when it started to speed up. That wasn't really too uncommon. The boy never relaxes. You lifted your head slightly and let your hands trace over his scarred chest gently. All it took was one look at him to know he wasn't doing well. He mumbled something in his sleep. He was just sleep talking right?

"dad... mm... it hurts-"

You felt your heart drop. His body squirmed a bit as if he was in some type of pain before his eyes shot open and met yours. You stared in silence before you saw the blood slowly rolling down his cheeks.

"Y/N... I-I can explain..."

You felt your heart break as you quickly got up to get a towel. You wiped off the blood carefully. Not yet having the courage to say a word. You shook your head and placed the towel down slowly before playing with his hair gently.

"Enji is an asshole... Huh bub?" You smiled warmly at him. Trying to hide your own tears as you felt him tense at your touch. "But, he's not here anymore Touya." You placed a small kiss to his forehead.

He stared at you with almost child like sadness in his eyes before nodding slowly. This was strange for him not to give out a quick comeback or insult to someone. He gripped onto your shirt. "Please stay-"

You only smiled and laid down. Moving him so that he was laying on your chest so you could play with his hair. "Lovely, I'd never leave you. I'd never hurt you, and I sure as hell would never leave you to deal with this all alone." Your voice was soft as you felt him start to relax into your touch. Carefully, you rubbed his back a bit as you whispered to him. "I've never met anyone quite like you Touya. Hero or villain. You really are something-" You paused as he kissed you softly. Something most people would find strange to enjoy considering his state. His lower burnt lip never had bothered you. You knew he tried to used chapstick and things to make it softer, but rarely did it help. But you can't fix something that didn't need to be fixed in your opinion.

"Y/N... I love you. I'm sorry if I don't express it or if I don't act like I care about you in front of them, but I do." His voice slightly cracked. He sounded like he was in so much pain.

You only smiled at him and kissed him again softly. "I don't need a daily reminder to know you love me Touya... Just promise me one thing."

He nodded at looked into your eyes. "Anything..."

You held him close and pressed small kisses to his temple. "If we have kids... Please just be a better father than your's."

He nodded and relaxed on your chest with a small sigh. "Sometimes, I look in that fucking mirror and see nothing but my father. I don't want to be him. I can't. He hurt my mom, my brother, he worked me so hard... My body couldn't handle the flames, but he didn't care Y/N. He just wanted someone to beat All Might one day."

You hugged him tightly, picturing a small Touya crying for help as his father stood over him, and felt your tears fall. "You never have to feel that way again Touya. You don't have to beat All Might. You don't have to be perfect. You don't have to be anything but my handsome man." You felt him bury his face into the crook of your neck as he cried. Gripping onto the back of your shirt as he did.

"I love you so much Touya. Never change. You are perfect just the way you are. No need to be something you aren't."

"Where would I be without you Y/N?"

The answer. Well, you'd never find out. :)

(I'm over here CRYINGGGGG)

Shigiraki

You couldn't help but watch when Shigiraki did something so mundane like taking a nap. Let alone taking a nap laying directly on top of you. He looked so utterly at peace and happy when he was sleeping. It brought a smile to your face every time you saw it. You couldn't help but play with his hair gently. Something the touch starved boy very rarely let you do. It's not that he didn't trust you, but he didn't trust himself. As you laid there silently, basking in the warmth and comfort of him sleeping, he started to whine and say small things in his sleep. You raised an eyebrow and watched the boy carefully. His whines soon turned to him crying a bit.

"Tomura are-"

"S-Shut up... Don't say anything..."

"But Tomura you are crying..." You watched as he lifted his head to look at you. His crimson red eyes meeting yours.

"I'm fine." He got up and made sure to stay away from you. No matter your protests.

It went on days that he wouldn't let you near him. You started to believe you had done something wrong. After a week you couldn't take it anymore. You pushed him into the storage room of the bar and blocked the door.

"Tomura! What did I do wrong!?" You couldn't stop yourself from crying as you stared at him. Your body was shaking as you spoke. "Just tell me and I can fix it! But just don't IGNORE me!" You broke into a sob.

He stared at you before looking away. "I'm fine. You are fine. I just don't want to... I don't want to date... I can't afford to lose-" He stopped himself in his tracks as he swallowed back his tears. "I can't lose you too. My quirk, it has taken away everything from me." He looked at you with his own tears flowing down his cheeks. "I can't let it take you too."

You stared at him and took a couple of steps forwards until he was held tightly in your arms. You felt his body shake as he cried into your shoulder. "When you were sleeping on me..." You held him closer and closed your eyes. "You had a nightmare... Didn't you?"

He only nodded and kept his hands off of you.

"Tomura, listen to me, you won't hurt me. Your quirk was so new when all of that happened. You had no idea what was happening... You've mastered keeping your quirk from activating. And even if it accidentally did activate on me, it's not like you'd have your hand on a place that would kill me..." You spoke softly as you played with his hair gently. Listening to him sob. You felt your heart break as you tried to comfort your lovely Shigiraki. You didn't want him to hurt anymore. You just wanted him to be happy. You cursed silently at All for One for making him so broken. You promised silently to yourself you'd pick up every piece of this boy until he was okay again.

"Why couldn't they just stay away?! Why did they come near me!? I killed them all Y/N! I didn't know what was happening! I was so fucking scared..."

You pulled away to hold his face. You made him look at you. "You. Were. Six." You wiped his tears gently. "They were all dumb for coming near you when your quirk was so unknown and new..." You took his hands carefully and moved them so he was touching you. Almost as if it was second nature, Tomura lifted his middle finger from touching you. You smiled a bit. "See? You won't ever hurt me Tomura. You know how to control this all now."

Shigiraki nodded and sniffled a bit before watching his hands closely. "Still... One mishap, and I'll lose the only thing in my life worth fighting for..."

You felt your heart melt. Sometimes the villain surprised you with how sweet he could be. You pulled him into a kiss. You've never minded his lips. You knew it was all cause of allergies. You've tried to help him with the scratching, but he hates chapstick. Something about it tasting like medicine. He still was a pretty good kisser. You pulled away slowly and looked back to him.

"You will never hurt me Tomura. I trust you with everything. Okay? I know you won't hurt me."

He nodded and hugged you tightly. Closing his eyes and sighing deeply. "I'm sorry I avoided you..."

You shook your head. "Love, you were living in your head and fears... You weren't really in control."

He gripped onto you and pulled away to look into your eyes. "I love you Y/N... I know I've avoided saying it because I didn't want to admit to myself I had someone I was afraid to lose."

You stared at him and smiled brightly before pulling him into another kiss. "I love you too Tomura."

He held out his index finger for your to link your's with. You gladly accepted and walked out into the bar with your fingers linked together.

That was a talk... That was much needed for the boy. From then on he wasn't as afraid to be near you. He'd shout that he loves you from across the bar before going back to plans or his game. His nightmares slowly grew few and far apart the more you were with him. Which was just fine by you.

(These two boys just need love for the love of fuckkkkk)

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chuuyas--boo · 3 years

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Toga: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff. Lucian: I witnessed the dumb stuff. Kai: I recorded the dumb stuff. Dabi: I joined in on the dumb stuff. Shiggy: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

#AoD x BNHA crossover AU #Friends oc #toga himiko #Friends oc: Lucian Williams #Oc: Kai Miller #Dabi #touya todoroki #shigiraki tomura

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rivashi · 2 years

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— blog content

a list of contents i do not write for !

anything + anyone not included in the list, i do write for !

CONTENTS I DO NOT WRITE FOR

male!reader (sfw) + male/gn!reader (nsfw)

bully![oc/character] x reader & vice versa

femdom

pegging

sub/bottom![oc/character]

snuff (poltergeists/ghosts/etc. are acceptable)

scat/vomit

feet

food play

tba

CHARACTERS I DO NOT WRITE FOR

mha

mineta

shigiraki

jjk

naoya zenin

genshin

canonical children [i.e. klee, qiqi, etc.] (platonic only)

obey me

thirteen

twisted wonderland

mozen trein (platonic only)

dire crowley (derogatory platonic)

neige leblanche (platonic only)

#rivashi.contents

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chelsgal1993 · 3 years

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Yandere mirio togata x OC (part 5)

A/n: before you read any of my work understand this is 18+ content. It's smut. It may also have triggers.

This one has triggers. Noncon and other triggering material. Anyway you have been warned. Don't read if it makes you uncomfortable and please dont report as it take away from people who request different works from me.

When the man noticed you were awake he looked at you.

"Let's start off with your name," he said.

"E-excuse me," you asked.

"Your name. What, do you not know your name," he asked slightly annoyed.

"Yes I know my name. It's Yuna. Why did you kidnap me," you asked.

"That little girl from earlier. She needs a female companion. Someone to keep her company and take care of her," he said.

"So you kidnapped me to be a care taker for this little girl," you said.

"Her name is Eri. Maybe if she had someone like you around she will stop trying to run away. However, if you decline this offer I will kill you," he stated.

"Well it's not really an offer. More like your forcing me... well it's better than being forced to do... other things...," you shuttered. Something that didn't go unnoticed by the young man.

"What do you mean," he asked.

"I really rather not talk about it. Um...," you said with downcast eyes.

"Overhaul. You may call me overhaul," he stood as he walked behind you. His hand rest on your shoulders. You began to shake under his touch.

"I have no intention of hurting you. Whatever it is maybe I can help. I don't like seeing others in pain. It was a hero who hurt you right," he asked. (I feel like he would try to help someone hurt by a hero to get them on his side to do his bidding)

"I.. he...," tears began to form in your eyes. You began to shake more. He walked in front of you and kneeled down to take you into an embrace. This action was new to him. He had to say he sort of liked it. It felt dare he say nice.

"It's okay, you don't have to talk about it. I am here when you are ready. Alright," he asked.

You nodded your head and began to relax into his embrace. This felt nice. It was different than Mirio's. It didn't feel suffocating or like he was trying to force himself on you. After overhaul released you he began to speak again.

"Now I would like you to help take care of Eri. It is all males here and she is a little girl. You probably understand little girls better than any of us," he said.

"Okay. I don't mind. She seems like a sweet little girl. So her name is Eri. That's a cute name," you said with a smile.

"Yes. Well, I will send out one of my men to get you some clothes and other things you may need. I don't want you strutting around in that hero costume," he stated. You just nodded.

"Thank you... I mean I know you kidnapped me but... honestly... it is probably better than the situation I was forced into," you say with a genuine smile. It's been a while since you smiled like that.

He looked up at you from his desk that he had sat down at. What you didn't see was the slight blush across his cheeks. He got up and walked you to the room you would be staying in. It was next to Eri's. He showed you around. After the tour someone had come back with clothes and you showered and changed. (The dress at the top) the dress was a little shorter than you would like but it was cute. He walked to the kitchen and began cooking some dinner. You made food for yourself and Eri. You also made sure to make some for overhaul. You made a plate for him and went to drop it off to him first.

Once you got to his door you knocked on his door. Then heard a come in. As you walked in you noticed others in the room.

"Oh I apologize! I didn't realize there was others here! Overhaul I made some dinner for you. I will make some plates for the others and some tea," you said as you walked out of the room. You brought in more plates of food and some tea.

The man with hand on his face and body stared at you as you placed some food down and then began to pour tea. You handed some to overhaul first then to him.

Overhaul POV

We had all watched as she had brought in dinner and poured tea. As she had bent over to give shigiraki a plate of food her skirt lifted for me to see her underwear. I couldn't help but stare as I felt my face heat up.

As she bent over again to hand some tea to shigiraki I grabbed her skirt to hold it down. After he took the tea she got up and turned to me. I motioned her to come to me. She went to bend over and I stopped her

"Do not bend over," I stated. I stood up to speak to her. I leaned to her and whispered in her ear.

Your POV

"Listen that dress is very cute on you... but do not bend over in it. You flashed myself and my men in this room your underwear. Please keep in mind they are men and we don't exactly have women here," He stated. She shuttered from the warm breath on her ear. As he whispered this her face got red not only from embarrassment but from the closeness.

"Thank you for telling overhaul. I won't let it happen again. If you need anything please let me know," you said as you left the room. You then made plates for you and Eri and made your way to higher room. You entered to see her sitting on her bed. Her eyes looked devoid of life until you walked in. Her eyes lit up.

"Hello there Eri. Are you hungry? I made some dinner," you asked. She nodded and you set a plate down with a drink for her. Then you sat with her and began to eat. After dinner you noticed she seemed a bit dirty.

"How about a bath Eri," you asked. She nodded and you filled the bath for her and helped her get clean. Once she was done and wanted out you got her fresh clothes and sat down on her bed and brushed her hair. After playing with her for about an hour, you got her into bed and read her some stories. After she had fallen asleep, you covered her with her blanket and left her room. You went into your room only to be startled by overhaul sitting on your bed.

"I didn't mean to startle you," he said.

"It's alright. I just thought you were... never mind... thank goodness it's just you," you said.

"Yes, well listen I came to discuss something's with you. A couple of people from the league of villains will be coming here to help with our cause. I guess you could say we are joining forces. However, I do not want you to be to close to them. I don't trust them," he said.

"Okay, I will try to make sure I am not alone with them," you said.

"Very good Yuna. Also about earlier... try not to bend over in that dress if you wear it again," he said.

"Yes! Of course. I am sorry about that," you said.

"There are a lot of men here. I told them they are not allowed to touch you. However, I can't always be around to make sure you are safe," he said.

"Of course. I will make sure I am more aware of what I am wearing," you said.

"You do look lovely in that outfit though. It suites you," he said.

You began to blush and he took a step closer. His hand rested on your cheek. His palm felt so warm. Even through his gloves. You couldn't help but push into his hand. He unhooked his mask and this was the first time you had seen his face.

He then began to lean in. He pressed his body closer to yours. His lips brushed yours lightly. He then brushed his lips to yours again this time with more pressure. You kissed him back. The kiss was nice. Nothing like Mirio's kiss.

Overhaul's hands ended up at your waist. He brought you closer deepening the kiss. He rubbed circles with his thumbs on the back of your hips as he held you. You moaned into the kiss. This allowed overhaul to push his tongue gently into your mouth.

He walked you back until the back of your legs hit your bed. He gently laid you down with him on top of you. He broke off the kiss and placed his forehead on yours. You both breathing heavily.

"I think you should get some sleep," he said. He brought his lips to the crook of your neck and kissed immediately finding your sweet spot.

"Goodnight Yuna," he kissed you one last time and got up off you.

"Goodnight overhaul," you said.

He hooked his mask back on and walked out of the door shutting it behind him.

#yandere mha x oc #yandere bnha x oc #yandere mirio togata #yandere mirio x reader #yandere mha x reader #yandere bnha x reader #yandere mirio #yandere mha #yandere bnha #yandere #mirio togata #mirio smut #bnha mirio #mha mirio

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