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thehusbandoden · 9 months

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You Flinch During an Argument -Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

A/n: This is a bit shorter than I'd like but it is what it is. If you'd like a longer or angstier version just shoot me an ask or comment <33

Fluffier than some of em

Slight angst to fluff/comfort | 455 words

Warnings!: Dusting things, taking anger out in unhealthy ways, and flinching. Please let me know if I miss any <3!

As Tomura's hand reached towards you you flinched back, causing the tramautized man to pause. Did you... think he was going to hit you?

All he was planning on doing was grabbing your chin to force you to look him in the eyes. Would it have been rough? Yes, yes it would have been, but he wasn't going to hurt you.

"Tomura.. I'm just going to go." You whisper, moving to leave the gamer's sloppy bedroom.

"But wai-" Tomura was interupted by the closing of his door, causing him to curse as he kicked a pile of dirty laundry, which tangled his foot and caused him to loose his balance and fall onto the floor.

Curses strung from Tomura's mouth as he dusted the pile of clothes. As the last shirt disintergrated Tomura felt a small stroke of calmness wash over his emotions, causing him to let out a little sigh. Looking around, Tomura decided he wanted to entirely calm down and knew exactly how to do it.

After Tomura dusted every thing but his bed, tv, gaming console + controllers, and tv stand, Tomura sighed. Instead of the blazing anger he felt earlier he felt entirely calm, and ready to talk to you.

Storming towards your room, Tomura didn't bother tearing open the door and walking in, glaring at Dabi who was snickering at his display of desperation.

"Tomura what the hec-"

"Shut up and listen." Tomura growled, climbing on top of you, much to your dismay.

"Tomu-"

"I said to shut up and listen!"

After you stopped talking Tomura sighed, resting his head on your chest as he played with your hair, thinking about what he was going to say next.

"Listen I- I didn't mean to scare you.. I wasn't going to hurt you . I promise you I wasn't.

"I know Tomura."

"Will you be qui- you do?"

"Yes.. I do. I mostly wanted to get out of there to avoid furhter conflict because I know how hot headed you get when you're angry and no matter what I do or say you won't listen.

"Hey-"

"Tomura.. I'm sorry about my part of things. I didn't mean to annoy you with my teasing. I was just having a fun time and didn't realize how ganged up on you felt."

"And I'm sorry for freaking out on you instead of trying to understand your point of view."

Giggling, you peck Tomura's forehead, moving to tangle your hand in Tomura's hair.

"I love you Tomura. So much."

"I love you to goregous."

~Bonus~

Hey Tomura?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm going to have to get you more clothes and furniture.. aren't I?"

"Mhmmm"

Simply sighing, you get back to playing with Tomura's hair peacefully.

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xinmin-exe · 6 months

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Safe Wording with the League

League of Villains Reacting to You Safe Wording

Characters: Dabi, Shigaraki, Compress, Twice, Toga with female!reader

Warnings: overstimulation, biting kink, sir/master kink, role playing, dom/sub themes, sex toys, oral (female receiving), degradation, edging, begging(?) , mentions of knife and blood play, alluding to past traumas (let me know if I missed warnings)

Note: practice safe sex, and talk about safe words and boundaries if you need to

Dabi

Dabi and you typically have fairly intense sex anyways

But tonight, dabi and you were going pretty hard

Dabi had been eating you out for a while now

“What a little slut, can’t even handle my teasing”

By this point, you had cum more times than you could count, crying and overstimulated

“No more.. please” but all dabi did was smirk before assaulting your swollen cunt even more

You tried pushing his head away but his grip on your thighs only tightened

Before dabi could even come up with some snarky remark, you safe worded out

He almost didn’t hear you, almost

But he did, and stopped before sitting up and looking at your crying face

He didn’t know how to feel, you had never safe worded before and hell if he knew what to do

He got up and left to get a rag to help clean you up and got you come clothes and blankets

Once he was finished, he got you a glass of water and sat next to you on the bed

“Need anything else?” His eyes were planted on your crying face as you tried to form a sentence

You sleepily shook your head as Dabi settled into bed next to you and wrapped an arm around you

Shigaraki

Shigaraki liked to play the Master with you as a servant or maid, or even sometimes a pet

Tonight was no different, but unlike the other times Shigaraki was already having a bad day

Unfortunately for you, it meant taking his anger out on you while doing the deed

Now, neither of you have ever shied away from degradation before but something about Shigaraki’s tone made it feel real

Like he actually saw you as all the things he claimed you were and that was too much

The moment he heard you safe word, his body stopped and his mind raced

Did he do something wrong? Were you okay??

Almost immediately his hand reached down to your cheek/neck as he pulled out and pulled you into a sitting position

For once in his life he felt like the world ended

He didn’t know what to say, but he knew how to take care of you and that’s what he did

cleaning you up and making sure you were warm and in all the clothing you found the most comfortable

The night ended with the two of you wrapped up in each other

you both had a serious talk in the morning about what happened and how to prevent it later in life

Mr. Compress

Out of all of the people in the league, Compress knew where the line in the sand was, even without you two talking about boundaries

He had a couple partners in the past that had become sexual and given his theatrical personality, he always made sure to talk about safe words and the such

You were no different and he valued your input and your opinions

You had used your safe word in the past so he knew what you needed

But he is a gentleman first and foremost so he cleaned you up carefully before tending to other things

Need a bath? He’s already getting out your favorite candles

Need some time to recover and decompress? Done! He’s right there, holding you and letting you do your thing in comfortable silence

Need reassurance? This man has you covered. He’ll praise you and promise you that you did nothing wrong and that he’s proud of you for safe wording

Overall, compress is the best person to safe word with

Twice

With twice, it’s a bit difficult to get intimate with him

Yes, he finds you attractive (who wouldn’t find you attractive??) but with his spilt personality it can be hard

But you don’t mind the challenge, and even encourage both of “him” to engage in play

While this is a bit tricky to navigate the first coupes of times, you do get the hang of it.

Though, sometimes his other side does take it too far

Sometimes even going as far as making twice stop what he’s doing and blurts out something along the lines of “you can never be good enough for us”

And it’s those times when you safe word, which trigger twice into a protector mode

He immediately rushes over to you, gently cradling your head and asking what’s wrong

You two always find yourselves having a long chat that ends with soft kisses and the best cuddles

Toga

Toga doesn’t know what safe words are

Hell, she may not but just doesn’t care

But she cares with you, she cares so much for you and your safety

She even has dull, blunt knives to use with you

She always ensures that you are okay with her biting you or using a knife with you

And, you two have a wonderful, pleasureful experience

Until today, when everything was piling up and up and up until all you could feel was your worries and anxieties

Toga tried to use pleasure as a way to help you destress, which usually worked

But today it had the opposite effect and it only heightened your anxiety

When you safe worded, toga couldn’t believe what she had just heard

She felt.. betrayed almost, she was just trying to help you!

So she left, leaving you to try and clean up by yourself

But compress saw her upset and upon figuring out, told her what to do and how to help

She came back, albeit begrudgingly, and helped clean you up and get you warm

It took a couple of days for her to even talk to you after that, but once you explained what happened she went back to her bubbly, homicidal self.

#mha dabi #toga himiko #shigaraki tomura #bnha twice #bnha comfort #smut #bnha x reader #dabi x reader #twice x reader #shigaraki x reader #tomura x reader #toga x reader #mr. compress #fem!reader

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cherrieflavouredheadcanons · 2 years

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when you're feeling up to it, can you write some comfort shigaraki headcanons? a soft boi

Considering season 6 is currently coming out, I feel like this is a good headcanon to get bacl to writing. Though I didn’t know if you wanted Shigaraki comforting Reader or reader comforting him, so I went with the latter. Hope you like it, though I may be a bit rusty when it comes to writing headcanons…

Reader is gender neutral

CW: None, just pure fluff for the boi

Comforting Shigaraki

We all know that this man never had a day of comfort in his life after the accident with his family.

All for one certainly didn’t give him any comfort so he had to learn to deal with everything himself.

That's why it can overwhelm him quickly when you try to comfort him whenever he has been distressed.

But as long as you stay patient, and don’t get angry at him when he tells you to leave him alone (he doesn’t want that, he just has no idea how to actually voice his needs) he will slowly get used to it.

Now Shigaraki quite literally searches and even yearns for your comfort.

When he has a stressful day he loves it when you hold him in his arms and he can rest his head in the crook of your neck.

Before you, he had no idea how touchstarved he truly was, so whenever you gently run your fingers through his hair or along his back you can feel him quite literally melting against you.

Tell him that you love him and are proud of him as you are holding him and he will start silently crying, he never thought that he would meet someone who loves him as gently as you.

Other than the few praises and sweet words of love he doesn’t want much talking when you are comforting him.

Your soft touch is enough to get hsi racing mind to calm down so that he can finally relax.

That's why it is rather common that Shigaraki falls asleep in your arms in these moments.

Especially when he is resting his head on your chest. Your soothing touches along with the sound of your heartbeat is enough to lull him into a gentle slumber.

All his life he had thought he could never find someone who could make him feel safe and loved, one due to his status, and two due to the simple fear of rejection since he always thought no one could love a disgusting villain like him.

And yet here you are, having broken down all of his fears with your love for him, he just hopes you know that he loves you as much as you him, if not even more.

#bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha headcanon #bnha fluff #shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki tomura x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x you #shigaraki headcanons #shigaraki fluff #tomura x reader #tomura shiragaki #shigaraki comfort #bnha comfort

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snowdropluck204 · 1 year

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How They React To Their SO Getting Stalked

PART 1

Sero Hanta

I feel like Sero would be the person to immediately comfort you, screw the person following you for right now! His baby is upset and he needs to take care of you!

~ Sero was out with the guys, they were hanging out at the mall after school, he got kind of sad sometimes knowing that you didn't go to UA, but he also knew that being a hero was dangerous and he didn't want you to get hurt. ~ He and his friends were laughing and messing around, when he got a call, looking at the screen, he saw My Love was calling him, he gave a bright grin to his phone, answering promptly. ~ "Hey darlin'! What's up with my angel today?" He asked cheerfully. ~ "Hanta..." You were whispering, sounding close to tears, the smile left Sero's face in less than a second. ~ "What's going on angel?" His voice was hard and tense, causing his friends to look up at him, the smiles leaving their faces too. ~ "Someone's following me, I just needed to hear you, I'm freaking out right now!" You were still whispering, but he could hear just how frightened you were. Could hear your walking speed up. ~ "Okay honey, take it easy, are you nearly home, turn on your location and I will be there, I promise." ~ He lived up to that promise, he met you just as you were walking up the street near your home, he saw a guy wearing dark clothing following fairly closely behind you, using his quirk, he wrapped the guy up in tape and called the police. ~ You looked up at him, surprised and grateful that he was there. You ran to him, jumping into his arms and attaching yourself to him like a koala. ~ "I'm so glad you're here," You whispered in his ear, trying your hardest to hold back a river of stressed tears. ~ Sero held you close to him, running a hand up and down your back, "I'm here angel, everything's gonna be okay," He kept his voice down and took you inside and up to your room. ~ Making sure you were comfortable and cosy in a mountain of blankets and cushions, he then went to different rooms of the house and collected what he though you could use. ~ "Alright gorgeous! I have some snacks, a hot water bottle, some of your favourite movies and this!" Sero told you, leaving a trail of things on your bed. In his hand, he held a warm face cloth that he brought to your red, tear stained face. ~ "My poor angel, I know today was scary, but I'm always going to keep you safe."

Shinso Hitoshi

Shinso wouldn't take any chances in a situation where you had been stalked. He would be attached to your hip at all times, to the point where it was annoying to every other person involved.

~ About a month ago, you and Hitoshi were going through some hard times, everything between the two of you was great! But unfortunately something bad happened to you. ~ Someone from school had begun following you, from school to home, to work and when you went out with friends. Then there were pictures and threatening, creepy messages, not only to you, but to Hitoshi and your parents! ~ Eventually, the stalker was caught but a lot of damage had already been done, your family was forced to move and you didn't want to be alone at any point. ~ Honestly, the dorm programme came at a perfect time, your parents jumped at the opportunity to move you into the dorms, protected by pro heroes and in the safe hands of your boyfriend (your parents loved him). ~ Hitoshi trusted you more than anybody and he knew you would be a fantastic hero, but he wanted to take care of you in what can only be described as a vulnerable situation that only you, him and your family knew about. ~ So after that incident, Hitoshi was with you at all times. Which was originally fine, until it got in the way of classes. You couldn't leave him for battle training, the two of you had joined your desks together and had to be touching at all times. Your boyfriend was either holding your hand, or playing with your hair, had a hand on your knee or your back. ~ Aizawa had had enough, this was in the way of the two of you learning and eventually, if it continued, could tank your careers! ~ "Shinso." Aizawa called, separating the two of you, keeping him behind after class. ~ Hitoshi looked back at you, leaving you with a kiss on the cheek, "Stay in the hall, I'll be right there." ~ Turning back to his mentor, he watched the tired man sigh. Hitoshi was getting nervous, tapping his feet, scratching his neck and running his hand through his hair, he needed to be with you. ~ "Shinso, you need to be less codependent with (l/n), it's becoming tedious." Aizawa began. ~ Shinso snapped. ~ "Tedious? Tedious!? My partner was stalked for over two months! Their life was uprooted, they felt scared and unsafe every time they left the house and trying to protect them is tedious to you!? I'm terribly sorry teach!" His voice was rife with sarcasm. ~ Aizawa was shocked. He didn't know something so awful had happened to one of his students, or that it was affecting the life of his protegee... He felt guilty, angry and... Useless. ~ Aizawa didn't really know how to apologise, so he simply placed a (hopefully) reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder, guiding him to the door of the classroom, where you were stood patiently, but were so obviously nervous. ~ He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed, that the massive change in one of his best student's behaviour had gone under his nose. ~ You were stood against the wall, eyes flitting constantly, monitoring the hall for any kind of danger, you were nervously wringing your hands and playing with your fingers, you seemed to almost be in tears. ~ "Go and help them, I'll keep an eye out for anything suspicious and extra security will be placed around the dorm." Aizawa spoke quietly, not wanting you to realise he knew, he was under the impression that, if you wanted him to know, you would have spoken to him about it. ~ Hitoshi looked at his mentor, grateful that now he could at least sleep soundly knowing his partner had more security. ~ Once he left the room, you were on him instantly, hand around his and an arm around his waist, both of which he reciprocated. ~ He whispered in your ear that everything would be okay. ~ "I'll never let you get hurt, you believe that, right?" ~ You nodded, of course you did.

Tokoyami Fumikage

Tokoyami would be a slightly different situation, he knew you could handle yourself and you did, but the idea of it happening again made him terrified, so he went overboard with his security measures and actually winds up annoying you (in a sweet way?).

~ You loved your boyfriend and Dark Shadow, but this was getting ridiculous! ~ You were a very logical person, so when you began getting creepy messages and pictures of yourself at times when you weren't aware you were being photographed, yes, you were scared, but you were also determined to be strong and fix it. ~ Obviously you told Fumikage that the stalking was happening, he was the first person you'd told, but you asked him not to go to anyone, that you had a strong feeling you knew who it was and how to handle it. ~ He had reluctantly agreed. ~ Dark Shadow was adamant that you needed help! He was begging Fumikage to check on you, help you, keep you out of sight and away from anyone who wanted to hurt you, or worse. ~ But he was your boyfriend, he trusted you, the way he wanted you to continue trusting him! If he took over and ignored what you'd asked of him, he was worried he would lose that trust. So he left you to it. ~ Less than a week later, police were outside the school, arresting a student who had admitted to sending you threatening messages, as well as other people in the school. ~ You were so smart, you followed the text messages, hacking and just being a genius and finding whose phone sent them. ~ You involved the police and Principal Nezu, who quickly looked over your evidence and made the correct assumption, calling the police and having the guy arrested. ~ You felt a lot safer now and were considered a bit of a saviour for the other students the boy was frightening, but Fumikage couldn't get it out of his mind that something similar could happen again. ~ Without you knowing, he placed tiny cameras outside your dorm room window and in the hallway (obviously he wasn't going to put cameras in your room, cause creepy), he wanted to make sure you were alright. ~ But you weren't stupid, as he now realised when you burst into his dorm room, holding his devices. "What the hell is this!?" You shouted. ~ Fumikage went silent, shocked that you'd even seen the cameras, he tried to explain but just released sputtered apologies. ~ "I-I just wanted to m-make sure you were safe!" ~ You looked shocked now, looking at your boyfriend who was now looking down at the floor, Dark Shadow curled up on the bed behind him, looking forlorn. ~ "Someone was following you and I didn't know, you're the most important person in the world to me, if something happened to you again and I could have stopped it, I would never forgive myself." ~ Looking calmer and sympathetic for the poor boy, you sat next to him on the bed, cupping his face and tilting his head to look at you. ~ "I know this was hard for you, but I'm safe and I can handle myself, you know that. But I know for a fact, you would never let anything happen to me, if you think this was a dangerous situation, then you feel free to take all the crazy security measures you need to. But I'm fine." ~ Your voice was practically a whisper, as you leaned in and left a soft kiss on Fumikage's feathered cheek. Then on Dark Shadow's, because he got jealous.

Shigaraki Tomura

This one seems pretty obvious, Shiggy would go nuts! Screw All Might and the plan, he had a new target to deal with, someone hurt his darling and there is no way in hell he was going to let them get away with it!

~ When Tomura got back to the bar, he was expecting the usual greeting, he had his gloves on already, preparing to be jumped on by his beautiful little love, but as he entered through the door, you weren't there. ~ He searched through the building, almost ready to tear off his gloves and disintegrate walls on the slight chance you were inside of one! ~ But then he heard you sniffling, he knew it was you, you cried that way when you were reading or watching one of your favourite shows, it was coming from Toga's room. ~ Bursting through the door, he saw you, being cradled by Toga and Dabi, he would have been upset that Dabi was anywhere near you, but he was more focused on the fact that you were crying hysterically. ~ Trying to get close to you, he stood on one of the many pictures he hadn't realised were strewn across the floor, they were of you. ~ Of you at work. Of you at the store. Of you out to dinner with your parents. That dinner had happened two nights ago. ~ "Where did these come from?" He asked, voice slightly raspy after his assault on the building. ~ Toga was the one who responded, for once, her crazed smile was missing, replaced with a scared frown. "Someone slid it under her apartment door, with this." She handed Tomura an envelope that had writing on it. ~ 'YoUr'E MinE' ~ The writing was scrawled and messy, the person who sent this, who took the pictures was obviously deranged. ~ You were being stalked. ~ Rage filled Tomura, who dared to come close to you, to believe you were theirs!? Hell no! You were his! His darling! ~ But he pushed the anger down so he could look after you. ~ Once you realised he had come home, you reached out for him, desperate to feel close to him, to feel safe. ~ He scooped you up, sitting next to the other League members as he cradled you in his lap. ~ "My poor baby," He whispered, leaving kisses on the crown of your head as you buried your head in his shirt. ~ "Kurogiri, you know what to do." ~ He did know what to do, he was under the command to follow you around, keeping you safe and find the stalker. ~ Tomura would have the joy of taking care of them...

#bnha #bnha x reader #x reader #sero hanta x reader #shinso hitoshi x reader #tokoyami fumikage x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #love #cute #stalker #comfort #good ending #headcannons #bnha headcannons

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random-fanfic-ideas · 8 months

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Tomura Kidnaps reader from Depression

• Tomura kidnapping reader from Prohero boyfriend Bakugou, but the reader isn’t fighting back because she just found out her boyfriend was cheating on her

• Reader tells Prohero Bakugou not to look for her, but Tomura is low key begging the reader to have a normal reaction to her situation because he’s becoming overwhelming sad to see the reader so depressed

• Bakugou is freaking out because he wants to get his girlfriend back but is stricken down by this feeling of immense guilt over what he did

• Because Tomura is trying to help reader process her feelings, he starts to develop some very strong protective feelings for her. The reader and Tomura end up up becoming a couple

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gentrychild · 26 days

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in the volume 40 extra (which just released) it says AFO kept Yoichi's hand until he lost it getting chased by All Might day after day.

... Do you think that All Might saw something falling out of AFO's pocket, grabbed it and then realized that it was a severed hand? Has All Might wondered for decades why AFO was carrying a severed hand around?

#Did he see Tomura at the USJ and thought that he had accidentally stolen Tomura's very creepy comfort object?#I have many questions #bnha asks

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chaos-mix · 4 months

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Prince of the Underworld (Part One) - Shigaraki x Reader

Description: you get kidnapped and Shiggy isn’t too happy about it.

Word count: 900ish

Genre: angst

Warnings: violence, cursing (not too much), Shiggy and his scratching habits

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The floor tasted like year old rust, but that wasn’t your primary concern. The ache in your bones and the now dislocated left shoulder left your head swooning and the world tilting. Shit. Your stomach churned, twisting at the lack of balance and the hits taken. If you ever got out of this, which you very much doubted at this moment as you spat out clotted blood… you would… ah, so that was the ground, you noted as you saw the blood splatter on the floor. Waiting for your vision to stop blurring, you twist yourself around to find your attacker. Flipping Prince of the Underworld.

“You know, for someone with such a metal name, you sure don’t know how to throw a punch. Want some pointers?” Your mouth muttered. Damn. Let’s not anger him further you thought as you looked up at the hooded man, crystal coated hands coming back down at his sides.

Man… you really should have kept better notes in briefings. You remembered hearing something about him refusing to join LOV and pissing off Shiggy?

He chuckled, coming closer to tower over you. His boot dug into your stomach and he leant down to spit in your face. “Rat.”

You tried to ignore the pain searing through you, trying instead tho look past his figure and down the hallway of whatever dungeon this weird dude has trapped you in. Maybe it was your eyes processing nothing from the impact, or maybe it was the accuracy of his name but… You couldn’t see an exit. Just a tunnel of darkness. What a way to go, you thought. Shit. This was a set up and Shiggy will kill me.

You saw his boot lift. You gasped and tried to prepare for the hit. Survive for him.

The next kick to the right side of your head had you passing out.

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Tomura’s hands would stop shaking. They wouldn’t stop scratching. His neck was raw with newly opened wounds but all he could focus on was your face splattered across the TV screen, Kurogiri having brought the tape to Tomura in silence.

His chest constricted, he felt suffocated. He could see a figure standing behind you, dressed in all black and their wile hand lay upon your right shoulder. By the looks of it the hand had to be keep you from falling off the chair.

How dare someone put a hand on something that’s his. His. His. His. You were his alone.

His hands started scratching his neck in fervour at the sight of your head bleeding. Blues and purples littered your face and the exposed part of your chest. They did not belong there. YOU did not belong there. Tomura’s crimson eyes darted across the screen trying to access the room you were trapped in, trying to find any clue as to where you could be. Nothing. It was too dark to see and Shigaraki cursed his weaknesses. He cursed himself for allowing this to happen and desperately searched for his family, the scratching never ceasing. The pressure of the hands ground him to the present. He couldn’t breathe but he could live enough to find you. He would fight for you until his dying breath.

The sound of static and noise reverb snapped Shigi’s attention back to the shadow next to you.

You got splashed with water which stared you slightly awake, your left eye barely opening and your right one staying closed from what Tomura hoped was just exhaustion. He could see you grimace, trying to get the person’s hand off your shoulder. Good girl. He was proud of your perseverance until he saw the hand dig deeply into your shoulder- heard you whimpering his name-

Shigaraki froze. His hand twitching, trying to reach you through the screen, holding back before he dusted it. From anger or longing, he wasn’t sure.

The wicked villain chuckled deeply. “Yes. Tomura caused this. I wouldn’t have went after you if it wasn’t for him” he lifted your jaw to focus your sights on the camera, despite you insistently, yet lopsidedly, shaking your head. “Why don’t you thank him, darling~”

“No… Tomu…” it was all your horse voice could muster. Tears were flowing from your eyes, burning the open cuts on the way down. “Please… Stop.”

All Shigaraki was deadly silent. His mind whirling with hatred. At himself. Asking you to forgive him, to show you that you becoming collateral was the last thing he wanted. He lost his balance and tore through the room in a blind rage, destroying anything and everything in his path. Anything, to get his mind off the sounds of your screams and begs coming from the recording as the bones in your hands were broken, one by one.

You were dead. This was a recording. You were in a ditch somewhere and he would never feel the warmth. The warmth of your hands against his skin. Skin. Your skin bruised.

No. No. No, no, no.

If there’s one thing he knew was that he would tear the world apart for you. So you were alive. You had to be. You had to be alive.

And he had to find you. He had to find you now.

#shigaraki x reader #tomura x reader #bnha x reader angst #bnha x reader #shigaraki x reader angst #eventual comfort #shigaraki fanfiction #fanfic

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tomurasmoleunderhislip · 1 year

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~ T o m u r a ' s t y p e :

~This is just my opinion so zon't azzak me babez 💋

~I just wrote what I feel like he would find attractive in a person. I really put my whole writeussy into this lmao since I kin him.

~There's a little bit of horknee thoughts but nothing too extreme now 💀. But yeah no warnings.

~Anyways, longass and pretty detailed headcanon writing.

.｡*♡~Enjoy~♡* ｡.

First of all, he looks hot here, second of all, let's start off with gender. He wouldn't care about gender honestly, if the person is attractive, they're attractive. And he just wants to love someone, and someone to love him, so gender doesn't matter to him. I see him as demi-bisexual, and if person he finds attractive is gender fluid, it's literally like a jackpot to him.

Now, body type, like gender, he doesn't really care about it, and he isn't picky with it. He doesn't mind chubbiness, he loves it instead, he finds curves really cute and attractive and just wants to squeeze and kiss that stomach and thighs, or either lay on them, or chest, he'd see them as teddy bear and pillow. At the same time he doesn't mind skinny as well, he finds it attractive and gorgeous too, that thin waist just looks so holdable and squeezable oh and huggable as well, loves those skinny boney hands he wants to hold them and wants them to be his necklace, he would see that person as model literally. Just as long as person isn't anorexic you know? He doesn't want beautiful person to go through extreme health problems, like being too much underweight or too much overweight to the point they barely walk. But he also finds athletic body types attractive as well, he finds it hot really. He would be more than happy and honored to work out with them. Seeing that muscles, he just feels like touching biting and licking them, he wants to be held and picked up, but secretly and privately of course ;). He would love that strong arms being wrapped around his neck/waist, or he would imagine his head between that person's strong thighs omg.

For heights...like for body and gender, he doesn't give a shit about it. Shorter than him? He finds it cute and just wants to mess with their hair and pick that person up, snuggle them and tease them. Taller than him? Oh he would melt and sweat when they would look down on him, he finds it hot when attractive person towers over him, would imagine forehead kisses and burying his head in their chest. Same height as him? He finds it attractive too, and perfect. He would think hugging, kissing and cuddling with that person would be like two puzzles going together perfectly. No offense but I feel he would prefer a little more person being same height as him or taller than him. It's that submissive side in him that craves for it, I see him as switch honestly. Depending on his mood of course, but I can picture him being a bit more submissive. So yeah he would love if person he finds attractive was a switch too but a bit more dominant.

I don't know why, but I also feel like he would find smoking/smell of cigarettes attractive in person too for some reason. Of course, he doesn't want person he likes to be a heavy smoker now and destroy themselves too much. But he would like the smell on their clothes for sure..I don't know if it's just me but yeah I just feel like it. When he would watch the person he likes smoke, he'd wish he was that cigarette they're holding and putting in their mouth, he wants to be that close to their lips just like that cigarette.

Tomura would prefer introverted person, I mean it's obvious. Because he's introverted as well, but he wouldn't mind ambiverted person too (between extrovert and introvert/or just balanced).

He would want someone supportive, caring, understanding. Someone honest, determined and passionate, someone that would have his back and be at his worst and best times. Someone that he can be himself around them, that won't judge him for who he is, that would love him for who he is.

He likes people with strength, both physical and mental, emotional and moral strength. He wants someone intelligent and witty, someone that can be mature and serious, and at the same time childish and unserious, someone that is good at finding balance and really shows that they are capable of understanding a diverse range of emotions, and that they can handle all those different feelings appropriately, rather than letting them control them. It would be very attractive trait to him.

He would also find attractive some sass and attitude, it shows that someone is independent and not afraid to speak their mind. It's important to him to have some spice in relationship, but it's also important to balance that with sweetness and kindness. Tomura would appreciate someone who is bold and not afraid to speak their mind, it shows confidence, and he would find it hot. Anyone strong, anyone who can stand firm in the face of danger, who knows what they want and has guts to go for it. Someone that can be goofy and fun, who doesn't take themselves too seriously and can see humour in things, bonus point if they have dark/childish/dirty humor, he would want someone that would make him laugh even when you know the world is coming to an end. Those that can be that but aren't afraid to be serious when they have to. He values confidence but also value humility, you could say that his type is kind of balanced.

Tomura would be into someone sarcastic and teasing, I feel like he would be into loving and out of joke insulting. Someone a little sassy, and with an attitude he would find that attractive for sure and hilarious, probably exciting as well. As long as they don't take themself way too seriously.

He wants someone calm and collected but at the same time a bit aggressive. He would find it really fascinating to see someone calm and collected go to a little bit aggressive and assertive. He would love someone who has a little bit of wild side and isn't afraid to show it. There's certain amount of aggression that can be attractive, like I said he'd like someone passionate and intense so if that extends to their aggression... it's definitely something he would find hot. As long as they're not overly aggressive or volatile, it can be really hot to have someone who's more intense and passionate about things. It shows him there's more to a person than the calm side that they show most of the time, and that there's a darker side to them too that they're comfortable letting out when it's needed. I feel like he would find that kind of exciting and a bit of a turn on. And yeah, he's probably into aggressive kissing/make out as well than 💀. But of course he would love gentle and sweet too.

Now for looks, oh he definitely loves more alternative looks in general. He would love those that can embrace the darkness, and who can see the beauty that lies within it. He adores punk/goth/emo/anything dark literally. Probably goth the most though, he's just dragged/attracted more into it. But yeah he finds darker style really beautiful 🦇. You know how I said he prefers more someone same height or taller than him? If person is same height as him and wears platform shoes and boots it's extra points, because they can tower over him sometimes and be same height as him sometimes too.

Plus he would find piercings and tattoos so so attractive for suree, black hair or any other darkish color. They can show individuality and personal expression. He would find tattoos as work of art definitely, and would definitely want to trace them on person he finds attractive. And piercings can be used for self expression, he's into all that 100% 🙏.

Since I mentioned dark style, he would like person who is into dark music as well too, rock/metal/indie/goth/post punk anything that's on darker side. And of course, he'd like someone that can listen to all sorts of different genres, styles and artists because it makes for a broad and interesting tastes he can relate to. Anything but country music <3.

Now for interests, Tomura would love someone who is into art and media, horror, gore and dark stuff. He would love someone who's creative and passionate about things like film, music, painting/drawing... He would find it really attractive to see someone who has eye for beauty or aesthetics on more artistic level.

And last thing, about affection and love language, he'd want someone that isn't much into PDA. He would like to be more touchy with person he likes in private and not in public for sure. I mean he finds hand holding, small and quick kiss and hugging in public alright, but other stuff...yeah no. He'd like someone with mixed love languages or different ways of showing affection like psychical affection, words of affirmation, gift giving, quality time, and I know I already mentioned this one but insulting in loving and joking way too. I just know he's extremely touch starved and hungry for affection and love.

I tried to write this as much accurate as I could, I hope you like it <3

And if you come this far/read everything ily🫀

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I have a little comfort idea? What if Dabi, Spinner and Shigaraki (separately) comforts there S/O who gets claustrophobic, and starts to have a panic attack so they calm reader down by pulling them into a hug telling reader that, as long as they’re in their arms they will always be safe. (or say something sweet like that)

A/n: I hope this suits your taste! Please don't be afraid to ask for something else if it doesn't <3

Comforting Claustrophobic Reader Part One

(Dabi, Spinner, Shigaraki)

Genre: comfort/fluff \\ wc: 1,241 (all together) \\ posted: 11/27/2023 \\ requested

Warnings!: Claustrophobia, tight spaces, panic attacks, a mention of blood, Shigaraki threatening someone, and Shigaraki being aggressive (not toward you). Please let me know if I miss any! <3

Part Two (Bakugo, Shoto, Kiri, and Denki)

Part Three (Tamaki)

Dabi:

"Looks like it's just you and me." Dabi grinned, most of his body pressed against yours. He didn't seem to notice you're panic. "Any ideas on what to do, Sweetcheeks?"

Your breathing quickened, and your hands started to tremble. You squeezed your eyes shut, but it didn't seem to help.

"Doll?" Dabi finally seemed to notice something was wrong. "I'm not going to force you into anything.. you know that, right?"

You nodded your head, your lip trembling.

"What's wrong Sweetheart?" Dabi asked, dropping his flirtasious tone. He wriggled around so he could face you better, the walls pressing against you both.

"I-I'm.." you pressed your head into Dabi's chest, trying to clam down.

"Doll?" Dabi asked softly, stroking your hair.

"I'm claustrophobic.. and it's really bad.." you whisper, tears in your eyes.

"Oh baby.." Dabi sighed, stroking your hair comfortingly.

"I-I know it's dumb but-"

"It's not dumb. It's okay, you don't need to explain. Just let your favorite person comfort you." Dabi murmurs softly, rubbing his hands up and down your back.

"Thanks.. you truly are the best."

The walls started to shrink, causing you to panic. Tears streamed down your face as you and Dabi got pressed against each other.

"Hey hey don't panic, it's okay!" Dabi stressed, looking around for a way out.

The panic in his own voice only made your panic worse, you started freaking out, tears streaming down your face.

Dabi hugged you tightly, whispering sweet things in your ear. You tried to focus on him, but it wasn't really working. Just as you felt like you were going to completely break down the constricting stopped. Dabi continued to whisper in your ear, moving his eyes around to try and figure out what was going on.

Seconds later the small room suddenly turned into dust, falling to the ground. Fresh air hit you and you sobbed in relief, still clinging onto Dabi. Shigarki raised his eyebrow, and opened his mouth to comment.

Dabi sent him a menacing glare, and he changed his mind. Shrugging, Shigarki walked off.

After calming down, you and Dabi got up to get back to the base. Looking around, the hero that trapped you in the first place was no where in sight. She also must have been dusted. You sighed again.

"Thank you, my love." You whisper, causing Dabi to smirk.

"No problem Sweetcheeks." He slung his arm around your shoulders in a protecive manner as the two of you walked down the street. After a while he looked down at you, smirking.

"What?" You giggle, admiring his goregous eyes.

"Ah nothin'." His smirk grew as he looked away.

You found yourself entranced by Dabi's face and eyes as you walk, unable to look away. After a few minutes he caught you, raising an eyebrow cockily.

"I could stare at you forever.." you murmur, still entranced.

Dabi chuckled. After a few more minutes he leaned down to whisper in your ear. "Creep."

You huff, pouting up at Dabi. Dabi chuckled again, playfully squishing your cheeks. "Don't worry Sweetcheeks. You're not just any creep.. you're my creep."

(Dabi's masterlist)

Spinner:

You immediately started having a panic attack when Shigarki mentioned that the entire league was going to go on a road trip.. in one vehichle.

You immedietly tried to hint at your phobia to Shigarki but he either didn't get it or didn't care.. or both.

After a while of arguing he got dangerously angry, meaning that you had to back down or else you might lose your arm.. or your life.

You walked out of the room, searching for Spinner. The two of you had a close bond, and you had a huge crush on him. You just didn't know how to tell him.

After a few short minutes you found him on the couch, playing a video game. You immedietly moved to his side, resting your head against his shoulder.

"You alright?" Spinner asked, pausing his game. His scaly cheeks turned a slight pink as he felt your head against him.

"No." You whisper.

"Why not?"

"Do you remember my phobia?"

"Yes, I remember.."

"Well the entire league is gong to have to be in one vehicle.. and Shigarki won't let me out of it.."

Spinner's face softned. "Can I hug you?"

You nodded, and Spinner gently wrapped his arms around you, is cheeks turning a slight shade of pink as he rests his chin against your head. "It's okay.. I'll help you."

"How?" You start to get emotional, holding onto him tighter.

"I'll find a way to get you up front.. where you won't have to be touching anyone."

As you hugged Spinner tighter he felt his cheeks get warmer and warmer. "Alright?"

"Okay.. I think that will help.. can you sit behind me?"

"Of course.. don't worry. You'll be okay."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Shigaraki Tomura:

You were walking behind Shigarki, your hands shaking as people walked around you, pressing against you quite often. You were tempted to take his hand, but the two of you had gotten into an arugment before you left and he was visibly still angry...

A woman pushed into you, causing your anxiety to get worse.

"Hey watch it!" The woman yelled, pushing you back.

Before you could say or do anything Shigarki was standing right next to the woman, four fingers scratching at the woman's neck. "Don't ever talk to my girl like that again. You hear me?" He hissed in her ear, his fingernails drawing blood.

"Or else what?" The woman scoffed, completely unfazed.

"Or else I'll dust you. Limb by limb." Shigarki snarled, his fifth finger hanging just above the woman's skin.

"Like you could scare me-" when she recognized Shigarki's face she immedietly got quiet. "Y-yes sir.. I-I'm sorry.." she whispered, shaking slightly.

"Good." Shigarki growled, pushing her away. He then grabbed your waist, pulling you against him. "What's wrong with you?" He whispered in your ear, kissing your jaw aggesively; telling you that he loved you, but he was still angry.

"I-I'm claustrophobic.." you whisper back, tearing up as you felt bodies push into your own.

Shigarki growled protectively, moving his body closer around yours in a way where you would be touched less. "Why didn't you tell me!?"

"You were angry at me.." you whisper, your hand still shaking.

Shigarki's anger growed and he started to berate you, causing your panic attack to grow worse. When he realized what he was doing he immedietly softened, pulling you into a secluded area.

"My poor baby.. I'm sorry." He whispered, caressing your hair comfortingly.

You froze in shock at his apology. Shigarki was not the kind of man to apologize.

"You're.. sorry?"

"Yes. I'm sorry for our argument-" he kisses your forehead lovingly, "I'm sorry for not noticing your panic attack,-" he kisses both of your cheeks, "and I'm sorry for making it worse by berating you instead of comforitng you." He ends his speech by kissing your lips lovingly, pulling you against him.

After a few moments he pulls away, hugging you comfortingly.

"I forgive you. And I'm sorry for arguing as well, and I'm sorry for not telling you." You whisper agaisnt his warm chest.

Shigarki chuckles, pulling you in for another kiss.

After you pull away you giggle, kissing his nose."Would you like to go back home? Or do you still want to go meet up with the others?"

"It's your choice, honey."

(Shigaraki's masterlist)

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Unravel Yourself Before Me ⛓️ Chapter 15 - Doll▸Shigaraki x femReader

Chapter Summary:

◤“And to think that all I had to do was take you the way I originally wanted to, huh? Here I thought I’d wait for you to come around,” he exhales and begins sliding your pants down your waist.

“Fuck—Slow down!” you mewl weakly, digging your nails into the rim of your desk and feeling your legs almost buckling under him.

“Like hell I will. I’ve seen your hand now, slut.”◢ Setting: University AU - No quirks (unless degenerate personalities count) Tags: Slow burn, Eventual Smut, Very Unhealthy/Toxic Relationships, Humiliation, Mentally Ill Reader, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Enemies to ???, Toxic Romance Warning: Dead Dove – Do Not Eat | Mind the tags TW: Implied Su/Self H, Dubcon, Past Child Abuse, Bullying, Reader has a super shitty past like actually, Shigaraki Tomura is his own warning

AO3 Crosspost | Chain Divider by firefly-graphics

Chapters: One • Two • Three • Four • Five • Six • Seven • Eight • Nine • Ten(ko) • Eleven • Twelve • Thirteen • Fourteen • Fifteen • Sixteen • Updates every Monday!

Chapter 15 - Doll “Hoooooly fuck! Look at this! Hahaha!” His voice bounced against the walls of the room.

You panic, mentally going through all the options you have in the span of a second.

Unplug the cable to your computer or go for the power button and shut it down.

One of the options being under the desk in the back—and you’re not about to get in dick-sucking position for gamers 101 with him right now—and the latter being hooking your hand over his leg and holding the button pressed before he catches you.

Both options were out of the question, so you pick for option number three, going in to alt+f4 the fuck out of your browser.

As it turns out, your little mental dilemma was completely unnecessary when you realize Shigaraki—as always—is too fucking fast for you, grabbing you by your waist harshly and sitting you down on his lap while promptly restraining your wrists.

“There’s no point closing it. I’ve already skimmed through half of them while you were ignoring me, loser.” He grins, pulling you closer to him and away from the keyboard, while he could still reach and click around. “Don’t squirm too much unless you’re trying to get me hard.”

You think you could die right fucking now and you’d be fine with it.

But then again, weren’t you always?

“Let’s see,” he starts, and you try really hard to get off of him again, unable to bear the fucking shame of what’s to come. “Told you to stop moving, moron. Now pay attention here,” he orders, keeping you close to him. “Oooh, praise kink! You want me to call you my good girl?” Shigaraki coos really close to your ear with a sickly sweet voice and it sets your face on fucking fire, rendering you absolutely speechless.

“Oh my god, you do!” he exclaims, giggling. “What else? Dirty talk, degradation—fucking creampie?! Mmmh, you filthy slut. Should I fill your tight little pussy up with my cum?” he moans obscenely next to you and suddenly you feel way too hot, too fucking embarrased, so you shoot your hand to cover his mouth and wish you could grab the keyboard and beat him to death with it, picturing little bloody keycaps flying all around the room.

Shigaraki wakes you up from your brief coping daydream by licking your palm sloppily in retaliation, immediately grossing you out and making you pull your hand away. You wipe his saliva against his shirt, your body still still going through the after-shocks of repulsion.

When you look at him again, he gives you another one of his half-lidded smirks.

His leg shifts, holding your waist even tighter against his lap and you feel something hard pressing against your ass.

“S-Stop that! Let me go!” you plead, but his arms won’t loosen up.

“Look.” He drags the mouse and highlights a word on your screen. You glance at it and then promptly look the other way, the ugly white paint on the walls of your apartment suddenly being infinitely more interesting. “What does that say? Hm?” He rocks you against him. “Speak, slut.”

“No! Fuck off and let go!” You claw at his hand, scratching and pinching at him to let you go but he doesn’t even flinch.

Instead, he grinds his erection against you again, groaning and nuzzling into your neck—any previous inhibitions about letting you off the hook for now were gone right out of the window.

“My precious little slut is always fucking lying to me,” he says in a sing-song tone, biting the back of your sensitive neck harshly and causing you to whimper. “You fucking freak,” he pants, “Mindbreak? Breeding? You want me to breed you, make you scream on my cock until you can’t even think anymore? Is that it?”

He slides his hand up your back and pushes your shoulder forward and down—hard enough for you to have to bend and grip your desk in order to catch yourself from falling altogether.

“Hahaha,” he laughs darkly, scrolling the website and reading through more of your favorited fucking tags, “Dubcon, obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, emotional manipulation—Jesus. Even rape? Holy shit,” he snickers, standing both of you up but keeping you nice and bent for him.

You shudder, making a strangled noise when he thrusts himself against your sex roughly.

“You’re so fucked in the head,” he cackles. “Is that why you provoke me all the fucking time? You want me to get mad? To break you? Make you—ahh, fuck—my own personal cocksleeve?” Shigaraki breathes heavily, bending himself over your back and using one arm around your waist to lift your hips, high enough for him to be perfectly slotted against your backside.

You moaned at the repeated cruel drag of his length against you, the raspy sound of his voice shamefully sending electricity all the way to your clit.

“And to think that all I had to do was take you the way I originally wanted to, huh? Here I thought I’d wait for you to come around,” he exhales and begins sliding your pants down your waist.

“Fuck—Slow down!” you mewl weakly, digging your nails into the rim of your desk and feeling your legs almost buckling under him.

“Like hell I will. I’ve seen your hand now, slut.”

“That doesn’t fucking count! You—You can’t compare fantasy with fucking reality, Shigaraki!” you cry his name out, when you feel him snake his digits below the band of your underwear and sliding two rough fingers against your slit, the pads brushing firmly against your sensitive clit, gliding past it until he reaches your opening and teases it.

He feels the resistance and pushes both of his fingers inside you at once, the sudden stretch feeling really uncomfortable at first. Your back arched in response, hips involuntarily jerking against his hand and he begins lazily fucking his long fingers into your cunt.

“You’re such a fucking liar. Look at how wet you are for me, fuck.” He takes his hand out of your panties, splaying his slick-covered fingers in front of your face and presenting them to you proudly.

Your head turns around, face flustered and you glare at him through glossy eyes as he licks them off, starting all the way from the tips, then pushing them knuckle by knuckle inside of his mouth and making a great show of sucking on them.

Shigaraki’s eyes fluttered closed and he groaned like he’s never tasted anything better before in his life.

And maybe he hasn’t, because to him there was nothing sweeter tasting than victory itself, making you his hard-earned prize.

“What, you wanted some too?” He leans in and whispers huskily, completely drunk on his lust—on you, “Shame, because I don't feel like fucking sharing today.”

Then all of the sudden, his warmth leaves your back and you gasp, immediately feeling yourself missing the contact. You curse at yourself for folding so easily.

He doesn't leave you for long, though, can’t afford to when there’s so much he wants to do to you now.

“Take them off, sit on the chair and spread your legs wide for me,” he commands in a low serious tone, making you feel just how fast your heart was pounding. “I’m going to fucking devour you tonight, slut.”

It briefly crosses your hazy mind to refuse him and run out of the house, never turning back—but you were extremely turned on and… and there’s never been someone so eager to have you the way he does, especially when the electricity between the two of you, among the hatred and the violence, was undeniable.

You, broken enough to let him have his way with you.

Him, fucked up enough to claim you.

It was a line you didn’t want to cross, not with him, not really. But the way your hands had a mind of their own as you reached for the waistband of your pants, sliding them down your thighs while you were watching him palm the outline of his erection through his clothes, told you your answer.

“Hurry the fuck up, before I lose all of my patience and fuck you into the floorboard instead,” he growled, a dark glint in his eyes while he watched you bend over, slowly taking your clothes off like a tease.

And you listen.

You take your pants off in a way it left no room for interpretation on whether or not you wanted this, stumbling back and sitting on your chair, watching his lustful gaze lock in on your hips as you shyly lift your legs up and get into position.

His head was reeling, taking a tentative step forward, watching your reaction before he kneels in front of the chair, grabbing your ankles and rolling you closer to him.

He slides his trembling hands across the surface of your legs, all the way to your waist and hears you gasp when he leans in closer to your heat, the plainest pair of panties covering it with an obvious wet spot in the middle.

“Fuck,” he whispers, intoxicated when he sees your legs trembling in anticipation, his confident streak slightly dampening now that you’re letting him actually have you, submitting to him so naturally. “Such a fucking slut for me, aren’t you?” Shigaraki’s piercing eyes turn to look at yours through dark lashes until his gaze falls on your bitten lip.

“Please, as if you c-could ever get me off,” you challenge and he grins dangerously, feeling warmth spreading inside his chest. He presses his cheek to the cold skin of your thigh and nuzzles it, soft hair tickling you as he peppers you with soft hungry kisses.

You look down at him and feel your mind become hazy, unable to breathe more than shallow breaths, so you slide your hand in his hair and rake your fingers through it, pulling a groan from the depths of his soul, his eyes screwing shut, brows angling downwards, an incredible sight for sore eyes—

Until he fucking bites you.

He bites down on your skin so hard you let out a pained cry, fingers twisting in his white locks, pushing him away but he keeps pressing in until you can’t help but spill hot painful tears, blurring the way his possessive eyes were locked in on yours.

“I-It fucking hurts, please,” you beg, and because it sounds like heaven to his ears, he listens, flattening his tongue and licking the bloody mark he’s left on you, kissing it as if he could nurse it. “W-What the fuck was that for, asshole?” You release the grip on his hair, hooking your other leg atop his shoulder and sniffling when he wraps his arm around it, bringing his face closer to where you wanted it to be.

“A reminder,” Shigaraki states with underlying excitement in his voice. Strong, rough arms pull you closer and your ass partially slides off the seat in the process. He pushes your legs upwards, nodding towards your hands. “Hold them up properly.”

“A reminder,” you repeat, hooking your arms under your thighs and holding yourself up like he’d asked you to, looking away and feeling shame racking through your body as you shrink under his impossibly sinful gaze.

“Tch. Don’t you dare look away from me,” he orders you, low and careful and once again, you listen, swallowing empty and looking back at him.

A deep growl escapes his throat, sitting back on his knees to admire your obedience for him. Your quivering body, teary eyes and a stubborn needy pout, all on display for him to enjoy. Shigaraki leans in and reaches to swipe away at your almost-dried tears with a thumb, bringing it to his mouth and licking it off, watching you with desire and making you pant heavily in anticipation.

“A reminder that you’re mine,” he promises, lowering himself and placing a soft kiss above the waistband of your panties before continuing, “And that I’m in charge now.” He runs his thumb against the already painful wound he’d created and presses his nail into the coppery dent his teeth left behind, making you hiss in pain and your hold falter.

“Keep holding them up,” he warns and you whimper as he goes to kiss and suck in purple marks all over the expanse of your thighs, blatantly ignoring the ache between your legs and your weak moans.

Fucking finally gracing you with some mercy, he hooks his fingers around your panties and slides them off, until they’re only hanging on one ankle. Shigaraki shudders, swallowing hard, now standing and watching you from above like a predator.

You move your hand to cover yourself, but he grabs your wrist and pries it away forcefully. “No you fucking don’t.” He thumbs at your wet slit roughly and you shiver.

After pondering something for a second, he sinks back on his knees and dives right into your cunt, licking a long stripe from your clenching hole to your clit.

You moan brokenly but he doesn’t relent, blunt nails scratching your sides as he eats your pussy sloppily, listening carefully to every noise you make. Your fingers dig into the plastic handle of your seat, free hand finding purchase in his messy white hair once more.

He’s as greedy for your sounds as he seems to enjoy giving, hands sliding to part your lower lips and honing in on the bundle of nerves that seems to make you lose your mind every time he’s flicking his tongue in that particular way.

The barren room echoes with filthy sounds of your cries, his groans and your increasingly wet cunt, muscles in your legs twitching involuntarily and you struggle between keeping a steady position on your chair and giving in to the pleasure.

He doesn’t give you time to adjust, because he dips two of his fingers in and starts finger-fucking you at a brutal pace, one strong arm moving to keep your lower body pinned for him, and judging by the heat pooling in your lower abdomen, you know you won’t last much longer.

His normally rough lips, now softened by your arousal, close around your sensitive clit and it’s him sucking on it roughly, combined with him repeatedly curling both his fingers against your most sensitive spot that does you in. You clench around his fingers hard, locking your thighs around his head and he whimpers against you, fucking you through your orgasm and licking the mess of your climax hungrily.

“Good fucking girl,” he praises when he lifts his mouth with a devilish grin, still rubbing soft circles on you , pumping his fingers lazily and watching you whimper in overstimulation.

“Tongue out,” he commands and you look at him with a half-lidded look. He slips his soaked fingers out of you and smacks your pussy playfully, earning him a moan. “Don’t make me repeat myself, c’mon.”

You whine and open your mouth, tongue peeking out just slightly, when he stands and drapes himself over you, making your heart beat faster.

He places his slick-covered fingers on top of your tongue, pressing down on it for you to open wider, giving you the idea that he wants you to suck on them, but before you can close your lips around them, he spits into your mouth.

“Swallow.” Shigaraki orders and your nose scrunches, but you close your mouth and swallow. “Show me.”

When you do, his face breaks into a creepy smile, sliding his fingers in and forcing you to taste yourself.

“Good, right?” he giggles, voice filled with unrestrained giddiness and you roll your tongue over his fingers, giving him more than he asked for. His jaw falls slack and he stares at the fingers in your mouth, taking them out and leaning in to replace them with his moistened cracked lips instead.

The kiss is sloppy, hungry, wet and messy. Shigaraki wasn’t kissing you, he was devouring you, and every time you pulled away for air, his mouth would follow yours, his hands gripping the handles of your chair and pushing you until the backrest is pressed firmly against the wall where he has you caged in.

You groan into his mouth in complaint and he finally breaks the kiss, your lungs filling with delicious oxygen once again.

When you glance down, you see a string of saliva connecting you two, lips shiny, mixed with both your wetness and his own spit. He looks dazed, eyes clouded as he breathes in deeply. Breathes you in deeply and he finds that it’s not enough, he wants to have you, all of you, all at once.

“I’d love to shove my cock down your throat and fuck your face right about now,” he whispers low, corners of his mouth turning up in a smirk, hand reaching down to rub more circles around your clit and you shudder. “But that’s for next time.”

Next time?

“Look at you. You’re a fucking mess,” he muses, kissing your cheek softly—too softly—and you frown, getting ready to bitch at him.

He sees it and pinches your bundle of nerves harshly making you whine again, “Ah–ah. Don’t give me an attitude now. Come on, get up.” He slides his hand to your hips and squeezes, using his other one to grab your wrist and hoist you out of the chair. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

Your eyes fall on the tent in his pants and you can almost feel him stretching you out with how painfully hard he looked, length lined down his left leg.

Before he could push you along, you reach and run your curious fingers across the bulge, feeling your chest flutter with strange butterflies.

It takes him by surprise and his whole body shakes, knees trembling and he slaps your hand away as he scrambles to hold himself up against the desk, eyes blown wide and breaths coming out heavy.

No fucking way. That sensitive?

You smile deviously and he glares at you.

“D-Don’t fucking do that, I almost—ugh, just move!” he grumbles defensively, grabbing your shoulder, turning you around and shoving you forward.

Fuck, that was hot.

You find yourself wondering again if he’s done this with other people like he seems to have had.

You might’ve thought he was a virgin before, but how could he be with the way he acts? How many men have you met to be confidently inexperienced before? How many of them actually cared to get you off?

Fucking zero, that’s how many.

There wasn’t time to ask, because you suddenly heard the front door slam shut behind the two of you, followed by a violent thud of Taylor’s paper grocery bag spilling against your floor.

Eyes wide, you fumble to pull your shirt down, trying to cover yourself and frantically picking up your clothes. You sober up immediately, realizing you were about to let Shigaraki Tomura fuck you stupid tonight—part of you disappointed not at yourself but… at the prospect of it not happening.

You look at your friend, feeling deeply ashamed and then at him who was already running a hand through his hair, huffing irritatedly at the unwanted interruption.

So fucking close, he thinks. Tomura really wanted to rip your friend’s fucking head off.

“What the fuck do you two think you’re fucking doing?” They stomped forward, absolutely fuming.

“Get the fuck out. Can’t you see we’re busy?” he snaps back, reaching to hook his arm possessively around your waist and pushing your body flush against his own. You smacked at his chest to let you go, cursing him repeatedly, but he wasn’t paying attention, opting to cautiously eye your friend’s presence instead.

“Like hell you are!” Your friend yanks him by the collar of his shirt and pries him away from you. “Think I forgot the shit you pulled at the party, creep?!”

Anger flashes across his face and he’s not beyond beating the fuck out of your friend for so much as daring to touch him—but he knew that doing it would set things back with you.

Tomura really fucking liked the new stage of this relationship he’s unlocked with you, and he wasn’t going to let his temper ruin it for him this time.

You however were none the wiser.

So you cut right in the fucking middle when Taylor decided to hit him, the only person ending up getting slapped by unnecessarily expensive acrylics being you.

“Ow—fuck!” You glare at your friend, who looked absolutely mortified. Shigaraki scrambles to assess the damage and your friend is already tearing up and apologizing, both of them immediately crowding you.

“Get. Out. Both of you. Now,” you whisper angrily, prompting them to give each other a death stare. “I want to be alone, so—fucking please.”

To your surprise, they both (very reluctantly) back off.

Shigaraki, who looked defeated, made an odd sound of disapproval, grabbed his shit and angrily stormed out first.

Taylor on the other hand lingered, trying to pry, to apologize, to ask why you didn’t answer their texts all week, but you were only able to snap back and make them cry harder.

When everyone finally left you the fuck alone, you began breaking down, absolutely burnt out by this horrible series of events happening in your life.

You throw yourself on your bed, and realize you’re still able to smell his soft lingering scent against your bedding. And if that wasn’t bad enough, you also realize he forgot his fucking hoodie at your place.

Why the fuck were you about to let Shigaraki have his way with you earlier?

Why did you listen to him? Were you that fucking sexually deprived to let another psycho fuck you?

They were questions you could not fucking answer, not when you know that you’re falling right into his trap.

So you pull his hoodie over your head and inhale deeply into the collar.

Then you proceed to replay the earlier events in your head and do something you swear you’ll take to the grave with you. ───────── The following days, including your whole weekend, were completely Shigaraki-free. That meant you got to study your ass off for your exam week and you didn’t have to deal with him at all after the incident.

You didn’t speak to Taylor either, and Taylor avoided you like the fucking plague.

It was fair in a way that you didn’t like to admit.

You deserved it. You were a shit friend. So now you’re studying in the main cafeteria at lunchtime, when he casually slips into the seat next to yours with a tray of food in his hands.

He pushes a box of juice to you and you stare at it.

“Hey,” he rasped, dragging his chair to be as close to yours as humanly possible, seemingly nothing changing in his Shigaraki branded demeanor during the few days that he went MIA.

You clicked your tongue but didn’t reply otherwise, deciding to completely ignore him instead.

So he does what you should’ve expected he’d do and grabs the spoon on his tray, angling it perfectly in your direction and flicking a disgusting wet fucking pea at your face.

It hits you, falling on your rented notebook and fucking stains it.

“HEY! I have an exam in an hour and this is a fucking rental! Cut it out, dickhead!” you snap at him, wiping your face with a grimace but he only smiles.

“There we go! Was worried you forgot how to speak.”

“My god, you’re seriously the worst fucking asshole on this planet, I swear.” You snarl when you look at him.

“So they say.” His lips curve upwards.

Shigaraki lets you be for a minute and starts eating his lunch, but notices—because he’s always observing you—how deep the circles around your eyes are, figuring you haven’t been able to sleep much lately.

“You look like a zombie. Did’ya miss me so much you couldn’t even fall asleep?” he asks in an upbeat tone, elbowing your side and making you mess up the words you were writing. Then he snorts at the way you clutched your pencil tighter in irritation.

“Drop it,” you hiss, feeling more on edge than usual.

None of the information you’re forcing yourself to fucking remember is sticking to your brain. This never happened before and it really, really unnerved you. You’re not allowed to slack off. You can’t afford to slack off.

You can’t. You can’t. You can’t.

“What the fuck is wrong with you today?” He leans into you, becoming genuinely concerned. You snap your head at him, looking livid.

Feeling already fed up, you grab your stuff hastily and stand up.

He, of course, has none of your fucking bullshit and forcefully grabs your arm, pulling you back down.

“Sit. I won’t ask twice,” he warns coldly, clenching his jaw.

The look you gave him was one of defeat, so you crumple your study notes and then aggressively drop your bag on the table, half of its contents landing on the floor together with the box of juice he shared with you.

Your lips started quivering and you rubbed at your eyes.

“The fuck you so pissy for? Are you on your period or something?”

You deliberately ignore him again and he grunts, choosing to grab you by the roots of your hair really hard and making you gasp. “Fucking try ignoring me again, bitch,” he spits at you, eyes full of contempt and feeling betrayed that you reverted back to treating him like shit.

There were a lot of students looking at you whenever you were together, because Shigaraki had a reputation—and by extension, so did you.

But you felt that him being openly violent with you right now and in public of all places, pushed you too fucking far in this moment.

Academic stress.

Mind games.

Fighting with your best friend.

Feeling lonely.

Wanting to die.

Wanting to die so bad it suffocated you. The thread snaps and the tower of your sorrows finally topples over, crashing over the entirety of your soul, the acid raindrops of all the emotions you’ve been suppressing this entire time raining on your consciousness until all you could feel was nothing. You can’t focus on your studies.

Can’t handle their attention.

Can’t do this anymore.

So maybe you should—

Just obey. ”You don’t have to think about anything else other than how to please me, bunny. Do you understand me?”

SPANK— “Yes, Sir.”

He lets go of your hair almost immediately, red eyes widening and you lower your gaze like you’ve been taught to do. “The fuck did you say to me?”

“My apologies, Sir,” you reply robotically. “Would you prefer I called you Master or Daddy instead, Sir?” Tomura’s brain short-circuited. Was this another one of your weird fucking games?

He glared into your eyes and could only find a dull submissive look in return.

“What is wrong with you?” He frowns, voice wavering.

“I’m extremely sorry, I do not understand the question, Sir. Could you please explain?”

He runs a hand over his face and scrunches his eyes shut.

“What is this—What the fuck are you doing right now?” He uses his pointing finger and circles it at you.

You just stare at the floor.

“Answer me, moron.”

“My apologies, Sir.”

“Stop calling me that. Explain what’s going on.”

“I’m just your dumb slutty bunny, Sir. I’m yours to have, yours to breed, yours to break,” you say and he almost has a fucking brain aneurysm at how willingly you’re humiliating yourself.

Did you seriously completely fucking break—right here? Like this? In the middle of the fucking cafeteria?

Not in the bedroom where he’d be making you scream his name until your throat was sore and you couldn’t speak anymore? Not by you provoking him and him having to put you in your place, but because of him getting annoyed with you once today?

It was an opportunity too good to pass up.

Tomura’s grin spread wide, resolving to immediately test this newfound control over you, feeling excitement bubbling in his gut at the prospect of you finally becoming an ideal toy, accepting him fully.

How far would you go, he wondered.

“Get on your knees and under the table. Now,” he barked at you—and to his surprise, there really was no bratty remark, no comeback, no hesitation.

You stood up, got on your knees and slipped under the cafeteria table, keeling all over the disgusting floor and still avoiding his gaze submissively.

“Look at me.” Shigaraki snarled and you obeyed, eyes distant and devoid of any expression.

The students were catching on, whispering in the background. You waited patiently for his next command, blankly looking up at him through your lashes.

“Tch. Give me your hand.” And you did, without any resemblance of your usual resistance.

He grabbed it for you and pressed it flat against his semi-hardening cock. “Now go ahead and fucking use it. Show them what a dumb bitch you are,” he orders, looking down at you coldly. You do as he says and start stroking it the way you were taught to—not the way you were with him that evening, eager and curious, but trained, expertly wrapping your digits around the rising tent in his pants and stroking against the fabric. It wasn’t the same.

It did fucking nothing for him.

There was no trace of the sparks he felt in the pit of his stomach every other time he’s made you squirm before. Every other time you made him squirm.

Instead, he felt hollow. “So fucking useless,” he hisses, covering your hand with his own and pressing it harder, rocking his hips against your palm and feeling incredibly frustrated when it only seemed to have the opposite effect on him.

It pissed him off how you weren’t worried about catching a sex offender case anymore. It also pissed him off that he can’t even enjoy this half-assed victory.

You were looking at him in a daze, but not the daze that betrayed how much you wanted him to fuck you—how much you wanted him in the hallway when you had him pinned under you. How your eyes sparked with flickers of desire he saw in-between your apprehension or even fear, at the party. How wet you were last week at your place, bent over your desk and soaking just for him. How he almost got to feel the warm fluttery insides of your cunt and finally made you his.

God were you hot, every single time.

Instead, you were now staring through him and mindlessly following dumb orders like a brain dead fucking sex doll. He somehow used a cheat code to break you like he’d always fantasized to in the beginning.

But isn’t this exactly what he wanted?

Is it fucking not?

Wouldn’t it be great for you to leave every decision in your life to him?

So then—

SO THEN WHY THE FUCK WAS HE FEELING THIS WAY?

Like he’s made a huge fucking mistake. Again. Tomura swallowed hard, unable to keep the inner turmoil at bay. His shoulders became tense, his free hand scratching red angry lines against the scarred skin of his neck.

“Fuck!” He slapped your hand away and you just stared back. “STOP looking at me like that, dirty fucking whore!” he yelled at your face, voice cracking. You look down at his feet again. “Apologies, Master. Please feel free to punish—”

“NO! FUCK! Don’t EVER fucking call me that again!” He grabs you by your arm before you could finish your stupid fucking sentence, roughly pulling you off the filthy floor and knocking the chair out of the way for you.

He takes your bag and chaotically shoves all of your things inside of it, together with the stuff that spilled on the floor earlier.

Tomura throws it over his shoulder along with his own and shoves you forward. “Walk.”

Useless NPCs gathered around for the theatrics, but he was having none of it.

“If any of this comes out, I’ll fucking kill every—single—one—of you. Am I clear?” He turns around and barks at the circle of idiots that surrounded the two of you, gawking and recording the scene like they usually did whenever Shigaraki publicly did something unhinged to someone on campus.

The only difference was, that this is the first time he’d ever shut it down, taking everyone in question by surprise.

“Am I FUCKING clear?!” his voice booms again, as he’s grabbing one of the chairs in a fit of rage and smashes it repeatedly against the floor, plastic parts flying in all directions from the impact and throwing whatever chunk was left of it at a random cluster of individuals.

He then fixed a piercing gaze at the room, waiting expectantly while breathing erratically.

Some of them were frozen and nodded quickly but most had already hurried off. Fuck.

Everything was so fucking itchy and all of it was your fucking fault.

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sh7ggy · 6 months

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● Shigaraki x Reader fluff (G/N reader)

Sorry if there's any typos (not proofread)

Summary: Shigaraki feels overwhelmed, reader comforts him and they fall in love.

Includes: swearing (mild), angst (also mild), fluff, bit ooc

WC: 994

You were sitting at the bar, talking to Kurogiri and having a drink. Dabi and Mr. Compress were both sitting on the couch behind you, drunk and being rather loud. Shigaraki was situated next to you, scratching himself mercilessly.

You tried not to pay attention to him, maybe he was plotting the League of Villains' next scheme, which, as the leader, he often did. Although he usually doesn't get this worked up....

After a few more minutes of this, Shigaraki stormed out. 'Ugh! You people are insufferable!' Dabi and Compress didn't bat an eye at the blue-haired man's sudden outburst, but you were worried about him.

You turned to follow him, but Kurogiri was quick to stop you. 'Tomura Shigaraki likes to be left alone when upset. I am speaking from experience.' You knew Kurogiri was probably right, but you felt terrible seeing Shigaraki like this. You decided to ignore Kurogiri's warning and followed him outside.

When you stepped outside, the cold winter air swallowed you, so you reached behind the door for the nearest coat. It happened to be Compress', so it was huge on you, but no matter.

As you approached the darkness of the alleyway, you could hear Shigaraki quietly scratching and muttering to himself. 'Why can't I get a minute of peace and quiet in this place? Don't those shitheads realize how much stress I'm under?' You were unsure if you should really approach him, but you were curious to know what was going on, so you proceeded towards the alleyway.

'Go away, Compress! I'll fucking kill you if you don't leave me alone right now.'

Oh, yeah... You were wearing Compress' coat, so you must've looked like him in the darkness of the alleyway.

You walked closer to him. 'It's just me, don't worry.' You stood in front of him.

'Y-you go away too.' He stuttered, shivering from the cold.

You sat down beside him.

'I told you to leave. Are you forgetting that I'm your boss? Or that It only takes one touch for me to disintegrate you?' He tried to threaten you.

'Are you okay?' You ignored his threats. 'You seemed really upset just now.'

He turned away from you, not answering your question. You sat there for about 10 minutes, both not saying anything. After a while, you stood up. 'If you're not gonna tell me what's wrong, I might aswell leave.

And yet... you couldn't leave him out there alone.

Shigaraki stood up aswell and hugged you tightly, mindful not to touch you with all five of his fingers.

You heard him sniffle softly.

'It's okay, I'm here.' you assured him while you wrapped your arms around him.

'Please don't tell the others about this.' He pleaded. 'I usually never cry, but-'

'Shh', you shushed him. 'I won't tell anyone. I promise.'

Normally, Shigaraki would've never let someone shush him like that, but since you were being so kind to him, he let it slide. Just this once.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, still crying and shivering from the cold.

You ran your fingers through his hair.

'What do you say we go back inside and I make you a hot-chocolate? I can tell you're cold, and you might get sick if you stay out here.'

'Just wait a few minutes... I'm a mess right now.'

He wiped his tears with his sleeve and sat back down. He patted the floor next to him, signaling for you to sit there.

You obliged.

'You know, I have been wanting to tell you something for a while now, but I'm not sure if I can.'

You caressed his hand softly. 'You can tell me anything.'

He pulled his hand away.

'Don't do that. You could die.' He looked genuinely worried.

'Is the big boss getting soft on me now?' You teased, trying to lift the tension.

He wasn't having it.

'Alright, I'm sorry. I thought it could help lighten the mood.' 'Now what was it you were going to tell me?'

'Just forget I said anything.'

You were really curious to know what it was. You were certainly hoping to hear that one particular sentence, but maybe you were delusional for even thinking about it.

'Come on, spill.' You pried.

'I said forget it.'

'Is there a reason why you're scared to tell me?' You thought maybe you had done something to make him hesitant.

'I'm just afraid of how you'll react.'

'You know what? I have something to confess aswell. How about I go first?' You were really nervous. Was he gonna take it well?

'Whatever.' He said.

'So.. I've actually felt this way for a while now, and I just wanna tell you that- that I'm in love with you.'

Silence.

Shigaraki looked surprised at your confession. He didn't say anything, though. Did you just get rejected?

You sat there for what felt like hours, anticipating his response. that's when his expression changed from surprised to almost angry.

'Is this some sort of joke? Cause if it is, I don't find it funny.'

'I'm being serious. I'm crazy about you...'

Was that too cheesy? That was how you really felt, though.

It was as if he was making you wait for his response on purpose. It was dead silent between you two, the only sounds being bypassing traffic and the cold wind that blew.

Shigaraki scooted closer to you, as if you weren't close enough already.

'I guess... you're not so bad either.'

You chuckled. 'I'll take it.'

The happiness you felt was indescribable. You couldn't believe he felt the same way about you.

'I'm quite cold.' He said. 'Can we hug again... maybe?' He sounded a bit embarassed.

You removed one of your arms from Compress' coat and signaled Shigaraki to put his arm in. He happily did so.

He then put his head on your shoulder.

'This is nice.' He said while he 'discreetly' wiped away a tear.

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kyo-kris · 16 days

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SHIGARAKI TOMURA X FEMININE FTM READER

: fluffy, comfort

TW: Dysphoria, reader is depressed, transphobia, reader likes to dress himself with "girlie" outfits

A/N: Used "you" and "M/n" (male name, dont ask me) to reader

You felt so handsome with your "girliest" outifts from your closet, and it was like this. A lot of people respected you the way you were, but you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for some commentaries about your clothes, "you identify yourself as a man but dress like a girl? You are just confused" is that you most hear from their mouth, when you don't asked their opinion at all.

But you feel uncomfortable, who wouldn't? Feeling guilty, suddenly feeling ugly and not yourself anymore. You didn't want nothing but stay in your room, just listening songs, just doing whatever you needed to forget all their words. You didn't even want your boyfriend there.

Shigaraki was busy with his plans, and you would feel guilty for opening up about this. He was already busy; it would just add more weight to his burden, wouldn't it?

Shit, you were thinking too much. These weren't just simple words from people you didn't want to hear; they brought up a whole history that you had decided to hide and just live in peace, comfortably.

Shigaraki missed you, you weren't even replying him back, he was worried, on his way, but he was. Telling you that he was on his way to your apartment, but you didn't see the message, you were just looking at the mirror, trying to find something interesting on you. And crying.

Well, it was in that state that Shigaraki found you. Crying and refusing yourself to look at the mirror again.

"Hey, M/n...?" He looked at you, raising an eyebrow and getting closer to you

"M/n...come here" His voice was harsh but soft and calm, he carefully puts you on his arm, without touching you more than 2 fingers each hand, he was being extremely carefully bevause of his quirk.

You didn't know what to say, you had nothing to say, just hugged him like it was the last time, crying with your head buried on his pale neck. He squeezed softly your body on a hug too, carefully as always.

Some minutes more and you were catching your breath and the tears were no longer coming out, you calmed down and your head slowly returned to face the villain, your villain.

"Better?" He still had his calm but hoarse voice that you love so much. You couldn't help but smile before replying when listen to his voice and him being soft.

"I am. Thanks, Shiggy" You look at his red vivid eyes

"Do not" He squinted his eyes in disapproval at the nickname. You would never give up calling him that or the other nicknames you had for him.

You just laughed and went to silence for some seconds, looking at him, and going straight and softly to his mouth. Giving Shigaraki a sloppy kiss, finishing with some pecks and smiles.

This just calmed your whole soul from whatever you were thinking about yourself.

"You wanna about the state I found you?"

He looked at you, ready for listening whatever you wanted to tell him. You decide to open up yourself, he was your boyfriend at all.

You sigh amount of times while tell him about the whole situation, how this sometimes just hurts you inside. He listens carefully and with his full attention to you.

"You know you don't have to hide anything about this from me. I would shut them up in my own way. You know that." You laughed at his violent way to dealing with things.

"I know, I know" You smiled

"And you look... Gorgeous with the outfits you choose. You are really stylish, and you know isn't only me that thinks that about your style. M/n, you will always be respected on L.o.V regardless of the way you want to dress." Shigaraki just had so much struggles to look at you, but his words were honest, you knew that.

You cried so much that you wanted to right now, but couldn't, so you just smiled ear to ear and hugged him, your arms on his neck. His time to buries his head on your neck.

"I love you" You said on his ear. And you could hear an "I love you too" very lower, but you could hear.

Notes from Kyo ♡ : Have a great day, afternoon, night, midnight, mi amores. Remember that you look amazing, whatever you dress doesn't makes you invalid. You are amazing and doing a great job being who you are. Remember that your fav character is absolutely proud of this strong person you are. I love y'all.

Let me know any character you want me to do and what about! Just read my fixed post. XoXo O_o

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crowlingpuppeteer · 1 month

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♡Sweet Boy♡

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Paring:transmasc reader x Shiggy

Summary: You’re on your period and shigaraki comforts you and helps your clean yourself after you bled through your pants (you haven’t gotten bottom surgery yet)

Warning: Mention of blood/ female genitalia

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You’re on your period and your cramps hurt so much to the point you can’t move so you lay on the couch curled up into a ball waiting for shigaraki to get home with your tampons and chocolate.

Shigaraki gets home and immediately closes the door and walks into the living room putting down the tampons and chocolate. “How do you feel?” He ask softly sitting down next to you.

“Hmmn” you mumble with tears in your eyes gripping your lower stomach tightly and shigaraki looks down and frowns as he sees the blood soaking through your pajama bottoms.

“Hey let me help I’m wearing my gloves so I won’t hurt you” he speaks in that same sweet raspy voice and he grabs the waistband of your pants and slides them off laying the bloody bottoms on the floor and he grabs the wipes from the coffee table and take one and spreads your legs gently wiping the blood from your inner thighs as you cry silently as you feel feminine and you feel the cramp pain worsening by the moment

“My poor boy..” shigaraki whispers kissing your knee gently and throwing the bloody wipe in the small trashcan next to the couch and taking out a clean wipe and wiping the rest of your thighs before slowly taking off your bloody underwear and wiping the blood off of your sensitive folds casuarina your to let out a whimper and you clench your stomach tightly

“It hurts so bad” you whimper out in a sob and he finishes wiping off the blood and he quickly gets up and picks up the bloody clothes and goes to the bathroom putting them in the washer and coming back with clean clothes and he slowly puts them on you and he pulls your into his arms stroking your hair with his gloved fingers

“I love you I know it hurts but it’s only for a few more days” shigaraki speaks in his high pitched raspy voice and scratches his neck before he goes back to stroking your hair. “I feel too feminine I don’t feel like a boy” you whisper with a cry and shigaraki frowns a bit

“Just because you still have your periods doesn’t mean you’re not a boy you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen” shigaraki speaks placing a kiss on your head as you stayed curled up clenching your stomach with your head on his chest crying a bit

You sniffle and close your eyes leaning into his touch as he strokes your hair and your back gently before he scratches his neck again and you open your eyes and look up at him “stop scratching..it makes your neck look..well crusty as toga and dabi would put it” shigaraki chuckles even when you were in pain you were still funny “yeah yeah” he mumbles and kisses your head and you close your eyes again

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ఌ𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚒 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚒 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎ఌ

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