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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year

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Ready Player 1 ? - Shigaraki x reader

18+ MDNI | masturbation, praise , video chats, crack-humor

most would consider it unwise for a girl like you to be in these chat rooms due to the questionable discourse and rather infamous patrons, but girls just wanna have fun right ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: saw an old couple today, could be me and shig but he’s playing ☹️

user2345: i think you mean planning* as in planning world domination and torment of quirkless losers like you.

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: oh sweetheart you’ll never get any pussy if you keep acting like one

user3333: damn bro, you gonna take that ?

user2345: who gives a shit about some villain groupie ?

user2345: she keeps her mouth so full of cum that it’s starting to affect her whore brain.

user2345: do you really think the true leader of the new world would make time for some dumb cunt like you ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: there’s probably a higher chance of tomura shigaraki and i living happily ever after than there is of ANY woman even looking in your direction.

this was a normal friday night, you simping over shigaraki in the forums and clapping back at the misogynistic incels that hid behind their keyboards in their mothers’ basements. but there was one guy that always stood up for you whenever the idiots got too out of hand. he was also a moderator so he had no problems blocking them.

the two of you would dm off and on about life , thoughts on hero society, hobbies , etc. from your chats you gathered that he didn’t walk that straight and narrow but that didn’t mean much to you. he would sometimes tease your about your crush on shigaraki and your general taste in men.

finalboss: honestly, what kind of girl likes a criminal?; who knows what kind of twisted shit the guys into— you’re not even a villain.

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: you know nothing jon snow

finalboss: that reference just confirmed btw

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: i’ll have you know that my beloved is a certified otaku fantasy nerd.

finalboss: oh yeah ? and how’d you obtain such info ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: i run 3 stan accounts on twitter and i belong to a shiggy fan club 🥹

finalboss: 😃

finalboss: seek help

finalboss: 😃

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: you wound me ☹️

finalboss: i’ll just leave that too your Prince Charming lol

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: oh lord , did you see the footage of his latest attack ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: he was dressed like a whoreee 😩😩

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: tits just out for my viewing pleasure

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: shigaraki is my shepherd, he know what i want.

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: wanna suck on those sugar nips and call him mommy

finalboss: you get weirder and weirder every time we chat

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: that means we’re becoming besties ㅤ♡ ︎

finalboss: ♡ ︎

it was nice having someone to talk to about your secret obsession, it’s not like your “real life” friends would understand. the two of you had carved out your own little piece of the internet to goof around in. he never disclosed much information about himself and typically kept the conversations focused on you, but you still felt an undeniable bond to this faceless stranger.

then he ghosted you.

weeks went by without a word from your friend. he no longer defended you in the forums and he didn’t respond to any of your dms. you’d started to get worried that he may have been arrested or worse. and at the three month mark you’d finally given up hope that you’d ever hear from your friend again. but then the unexpected happened.

finalboss is requesting to video chat.

this was completely out of character but after months with no word, you were desperate to hear from your friend.

you were prepared to chew him him out for abandoning you. thinking of all the ways you could insult him while simultaneously expressing your need for his comfort and company. but your mind went blank when the grainy screen loaded into the pixelated image of your companion.

whispy tendrils fell from his bun, framing the sculpted planes of his handsome face. his lips were dry, slightly chapped, with the only lubrication being the sheen of saliva left by the slow drag of his tongue. bloodied eyes bore into your own leaving you breathless and dazed.

“hey bestie”

his voice was low and raspy, almost like a whisper. a deep rumbling that echoed in your ear drums. it was oddly hypnotic. he was absolutely mesmerizing.

tomura chuckled into the camera, showing flashes of perfectly white teeth. he leans back into the chair, a hand on the back of his neck showcasing a broad chest and toned abs.

“didn’t expect you to be this quiet, bestie. is my outfit not slutty enough for you ? i could always take these off…” his hand fell from his neck to rest and the waistband of his black jeans.

you remained speechless, eyes glued to the light dusting of hair below his belly button.

more laughter and shifting. now you were met with the glorious girth of shigaraki’s cock clenched tightly in his fist. the darkened tip oozed a sparkling trail of pre that spilled down his length. his thumb swiped the fluid to spread over his veiny member.

“c’mon , doll. don’t leave me hanging” he teased, squeezing his fist upwards to produce more pre. “i thought you wanted to be my ‘mc’ ? seems more like an npc if you ask me”.

“y-you’re him” you stammered, eyes following the slow drag of his fist. “you’re tomura shigaraki”.

“in the flesh” he teased, shooting a wink that went directly between your legs. “well kinda, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. sorry i’ve been away so long, but you’d wait forever for me won’t you , perfect girl ?”

your nod was automatic. robotic even. you’d moved closer to the screen, completely engrossed by his ministrations.

“anything for you beyon—shiggy”

you both laughed at that. he appreciated your humor, especially with all the drama in his day to day. even in def con simp mode and being ghosted didn’t stop you from being undeniably you. that’s probably why he was as obsessed with you as you were with him.

“i know we probably have alot to discuss but todays been kind of shitty and i’d really like to explore our final fantasies”.

you snorted, “that was really bad , shig”.

he shrugged, “i’m a villain, not a comedian, beloved. “now show me that perfect little pussy”.

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kinq-sleazee · 11 months

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MDNI| toxic relationship, accidentally hurt by his quirk, gaslighting, manipulating, suggestive content , a need for therapy :(

shigaraki cries when you threaten to leave. no, not earth shattering sobs but silent tears that spill from the ducts as he watches you pack. you’re turned away because you can’t bear to look at him. “i knew you would leave me… just like everyone else”. his voice is hoarse and raspy, a dejected tone that claws at your soul. you pause your actions, clutching at the handles of the suitcase to take a deep breath. he approaches tentatively, like a lion studying a lamb. “i can’t keep doing this, Tomura” he winces, disgusted by the bitter sound of his given name from your lips. “how many times do i have to say m’sorry, angel”? the man reaches for your bruised and bandaged arm—evidence of his temper. “didn’t wanna hurt you, baby. just wanted you to listen, you know i hate it when people don’t listen to me”. you snatch away, tears threatening to fall. “people ?” you hiss, “I’m your girlfriend , tomura. you don’t get to treat me like your minions!” he goes silent. you still haven’t looked at him. and chest heaving with fists clenched. and even with the vortex of emotion he can only focus on one thing. “you’re so beautiful when you cry”. it’s dry and mirthless, your laugh. “god—you’re sick”. he shrugs, “you’ve known that from the beginning”. he’s right about that , at least. you’re still not looking at him and he needs that to change. he knows if you’ll just meet his eyes then it’ll be fine ! “it’s not my fault that i’m like this. i was beaten, bruised and abandoned. being discarded is why i am the way i am” he sniffs, “i just hoped that you…” he trails off, knowing that your kind heart wanted nothing more than to comfort him. he can see it in the way your hands flex. “don’t you love me anymore, angel ?” your body stiffens. he has you now, and he knows it. hook, line and sinker. of course you meet his gaze, eyes brimming with tears. so full of love and utter devotion. it’s foolish really. you’re too good for this world. too good for him. he knows it too but he is a deteriorating corpse in a vast desert and you are a tropical oasis. you are his salvation. he needs you. and you love him. crimson renders you motionless, with him walking you backwards against the wall. “baby, my angel” it’s whispered against your skin. his head tucked in the crook of your neck to graze the sensitive flesh there with his teeth. “i need you, angel. don’t you know that ?” his tongue trails upwards, a glistening path up your face to capture the salty tears that linger. roughly, he palms your breast and gropes your ass. small pecks across your cheeks until his lips meet your own. you try to resist, really you do, but his teeth break the skin making you gasp and he bullies his way against your tongue. the kiss is raw and passionate and bloody and you feel yourself drowning once again. “you are mines, angel. i’d kill us both, before i ever let you leave me”. it’s not a threat, it’s a promise between lovers , whispered sweetly as he falls to his knees, pulling your tights down with him. a kiss is pressed to your mound, followed by the rough pad of his thumb. your knees buckle, but he holds you steady. “don’t worry, baby, i’ve got you. i’m never letting go”. you made shigaraki cry when you threatened to leave, but he made you cry and beg to cum.

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yourlovermori · 2 years

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“Say it again,” you giggle, eyes holding a playful glint as you throw yourself on him and knock him on his back. A small scowl present on his lips — body splayed along your shared comforter. Taking advantage of the position he’s in, you hurriedly straddle his slim figure. Mounting him —your thighs resting on both sides of his hips effectively trapping and keeping him right where you need him. His gaze still holds his same bored look always with a tinge of annoyance, but from here he looks malleable— laying below you on the account of his own will. Pretty blue hair splayed out underneath him and the sculpted structure of his delicate collarbone begging to be marked up.

Testing the waters, you shift your hips against his — grinding into his slowly hardening cock. He’s hissing out a, “ngh—shit get off.” at the sensation of your clothed delicate parts grazing his. The action causing him to involuntary buck up his hips, his fingers getting entangled with yours and forced into the mattress. Pressing your hips harshly against his manhood, it brings his ministration to a halt as he indulges in the pleasure. “C’mon baby,” you coo, “Just say it one more time Tomu, and i’ll give you what you want” pressing open–mouthed kisses to the calloused skin of his neck. Grinding your wet heat deliberately against his weeping cock — faster and faster until suddenly you. Stop.

“I already told you once” he whiningly huffs— cock uncomfortably hard in his jeans. Growing impatient with the situation he’s in — bucking his hips up, head tipping backward, and letting out a strangled moan when you press back harder. Being the hardhead he is — outright refusing until you threaten to leave him with blue balls in which he starts singing like a canary. “Okay, I —please I-I love you. Wanna cum so bad—fuck.” And you grant him what he wishes for — the slow roll of your hips causing the fabric of his clothes to catch on the tip of his manhood has him arching in your hold. Desperately chasing his high as he chokes on grunts and hushed groans. When your eyes meet his bearing an overwhelming lust — capturing his lips in a kiss — one you’re whimpering into. He’s gone. Hips moving erratically and spilling his thick seed into the confinements of his boxers. His eyes fluttered shut as tears prick his eyes — interlocked fingers holding yours in a death grip, mouth fallen into one of a silent moan.

One hand unlatching from his and holding the other as you lay on his chest, it isn’t until he opens his eyes that you speak. “See?” you hum, pressing soft kisses to the bags under his eyes “Wasn’t that hard hm?” giving his lips a peck. And instead, he grunts at the ever–growing dampness in his jeans. “Whatever brat, you ruined my pants,” he replies distastefully — making you chuckle against him as he pulls you closer and you smooth out his hair. “And Tomura,” you say, voice barely above a whisper — looking down at you expectantly “I love you too.”

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bun-parade · 8 months

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Ok but what if all Shiggy needs to cure his dry skin is a POC gf who knows how to moisturize?

Shig: So...I have to take a shower, NOT dry off, smear this stuff--

POC gf: It's shea butter.

Shig: I have to smear this butter shit all over my wet body, and THEN dry off? That sounds stupid as hell.

POC gf: PAT DRY, don't rub. You gotta be gentle and avoid so much friction.

Shig: ...tch. Whatever.

*20 minutes later*

Smooth!Shig: HOLY FUCKING SHIT

#and then you hear a crash and rush into the bathroom to find a very pissed but very smooth shiggy on the floor tangled in his long ass limbs #cuz he used the entire container #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x black!reader #shigaraki headcanons #mha x black reader #bnha x black!reader #bun writes

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mossy-opal · 1 year

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To Lay Beneath

Succubus! Shigaraki x Reader

Warnings: SMUT!!!!! HEAVY SMUT!!!! Heavy Sub and Dom Tones, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Safe Word Usage (we believe in safe sex here)

Did I get really into this and write a 2,800 word fic?.... No. You're seeing things.

Males were rare. They weren’t often produced, and if they were, they were oftentimes seen as… Weak. Usually, males were Incubi, and females were Succubi. For a male to be born a Succubus, it just made things harder on them. Humans were far too inferior to really understand, as humans were often too picky. Unfortunately, that led to many nights Shigaraki went hungry. This often led to him being snippy, and angry, and that made it even harder for him to find someone, anyone, to feed off of…

It was just stupid, being constantly teased by others of his kind, and being constantly rejected by those of a lesser species. It was ridiculous!

Making his way down the street, he moved through the crowds looking for someone who would satisfy him, looking for anyone who seemed just as desperate as he was.

Everything was just so annoying…

He bumped into someone, that just made him hiss.

“Hey! Watch it!”

Dammit, they were pretty too- “Ah, I’m sorry sweetie, I wasn’t looking where I was going..!”

Wait.

What?

Sweetie!?

He could already feel his face flush as he sputtered out an “it’s fine”, and you didn’t make it any better by smiling at him, and gently laughing. What was so funny!?

“You’re pretty cute y’know that? Here, let me make it up to you, let me get you a coffee?”

Your consistent compliments didn’t help him any, “Sure, fine, whatever…”

You were silent for most of the time you two sat together, Tomura was poking at his drink with his straw, and staring at the food you bought him. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to eat it, it just wouldn’t be what he really needed, and it’d probably only make him feel worse.

“What’s your name, cutie?”

He clicked his tongue, “Shigaraki…”

“Got a first name?”

He was silent for a moment, and you took that chance to introduce yourself. You seemed confident, as if you knew what you wanted. He felt like he was a piece of meat, and for some reason, he liked it.

“Well, that first name?”

“Tomura…. Tomura Shigaraki…”

“Thank you! So…”

And thus, you started small talk. You told him a little bit about yourself, he told you some things about himself in return, and at the end of it, you gave him your number.

This was not how he planned his day to go.

But it was better than nothing. He got free coffee, and a hot person's number. This was probably the best day of his life, though he’d never say it aloud. He even got real food at the end of the night, some desperate girl trying to get back at her man after she caught him cheating- He didn’t catch her name, he didn’t care to. All he wanted was her pleasure, her lust, hell even her sadness would feed him for now.

He took as much as he could.

He didn’t get around to texting you until about a day later, sending just his name. He jumped when his phone went off almost immediately.

[Hey! It’s nice to hear from you! Thought I’d never get another date! How does Friday sound? I wanna go see a new movie, and would hate to go alone!]

You had to be kidding.

How should he respond? He’s never made plans like this before- He had no clue how to handle this-

[[Sure.]]

[Awesome! See ya then cutie!]

He hoped some day you’d stop calling him that… Though he doubted it…

•

He was right. The more you two hung out, the more you used those nicknames for him. The more you two got to know each other, the more flirtatious you got. Hell, you even showed him off to people, telling them you were best friends, and the wedding was in spring… It was like whiplash with you. He didn’t know how to handle it, but at the same time, he felt very different about you.

He couldn’t explain it very well, and he didn’t know if he should. He liked how it made him feel… Full. He would rather die than admit it, but you made him happy. He was less snippy, and you teased him about how he’s warmed up to you, and he denies it, but he knows it’s true.

He likes you a lot more than he’s supposed to like his food.

But you were kind to him, you made him feel special. You spoiled him with nothing but friendship and care, and you never asked for anything in return. Maybe a shoulder to cry on every now and then, but other than that he was just your friend.

Why is it that when he told himself that, his chest hurt…?

Things seemed stagnant at that point… Until one night…

•

“Tomura…”

He grunted in response, he was playing a game while you were reading, your legs over his thighs.

“Tomura~”

“What..!?”

You giggled, “Tomu-sweetie, I have a question~”

He groaned, “What is it? I’m in the middle of a-”

“Do you like me?”

His grip on the controller tightened, but he stayed silent. His mouth was open and he swiftly shut it. He was happy the lights were off, or else you’d see his face was flushed.

“Tomura, answer me~” He could practically hear your teasing smirk.

“Why?”

“Because it’s rude to keep someone on the edge..” He could hear the pout in your voice.

“No, I don’t like you.” You laughed.

“It’s also rude to lie~”

He paused his game, glaring at you. You had a smile on your face, as if you hadn’t just teased him about how he felt. What was your end game? What did it matter to you?

“What if I do, huh? What, are we gonna stop being friends? I expected it to happen at some point, why not rip the bandaid off now-”

He was silenced when you moved.

You were straddling him.

His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to talk again, but you put a finger to his lips.

“Ah ah ah, no. You spoke enough, sweetie. It’s my turn now, okay~?”

He gulped, but nodded. What was even happening right now?

“Good boy… Now, do me a favour and be honest, okay~? Do. You. Like. Me~?”

He shuddered, “Y-yes….”

“See how hard that was? Now, if you couldn’t tell, I like you too…”

“S…. S-so…?”

You chuckled, and if it didn’t send shivers up his spine he’d be even more of a liar.

“I think you know. Follow me.”

You got off of him, and he was quick to get to his feet, almost tripping over the controller cord, his game forgotten on the TV. He watched you walk in front of him, leading him to your room. You led him to the edge of the bed, and sat down. You pat the spot next to you, and he sat, being sure to put his hands in his lap.

“We’re going to go over some rules, okay?”

“O-okay…”

“I want you, Tomura. Do you want me?”

He nodded and you scolded him, “No, I need words.”

“Y-yes, I… I want you…”

He saw you smirk out of the corner of his eye.

“Good. Now, red means stop, yellow means slow down, or go slow, and green means go. Does that work for you?”

“U-uh, sure, y-yea… Uhm…”

You got up, taking your shirt off. He averted his eyes. He had to tell you, he had to before this got too serious, he could hurt you-

“Hey, Tomura, what’s wrong?”

You were kneeling in front of him, and the sight took the wind out of his lungs. You were gorgeous…

“I-I’m a Succubus…”

Your eyes widened, and you choked out a laugh, “Ha- w-what..?”

“It’s not a joke, I’m serious, we can’t have sex because I’m a Succubus, I could hurt you or-”

“Tomura-”

“I’m being serious!”

At that exclamation, his horns sprouted from behind his long hair, his tail waved behind him, and his wings spread out. You could even see the change in his teeth, now they looked like fangs. Your eyes widened as you fell back on your ass, landing with a small “oof”. You looked him up and down, and you sighed.

“Tomura I…. That’s… Quite amazing, if you ask me…”

He was shocked you were even still here. “What…? You don’t think I’m dangerous? I could kill you-”

“So why haven’t you?”

He was silenced at that. You… Had a point. You had been kind to him, given him multiple chances to take advantage of you, to kill you and take what he needed from you, and yet he didn’t. If anything, he had been exceptionally nice to you. He didn’t even notice how you took off your pants and underwear, before you straddled him yet again.

“So, still worried you’ll hurt me~?”

He was speechless again, “Because I can make it easy for you, if you’re still worried~”

He blinked, leaning back a bit. “... How…?”

You leaned into him, kissing him gently, making him jump. He kissed back with a push, and you giggled into it, keeping your hands on his shoulders as his tail flicked impatiently. You grind your hips against his, making him shudder into your mouth. He could feel your smirk widen at that.

Pulling back, you sat on him fully, making him whine.

“Oooh, sooo cute… Do me a favour sweetie, take off your clothes, yeah~?”

He shuddered again and let out a small “yes”, as he stripped, he could hear you rustling around near him, probably in your closet-

“Why aren’t you naked yet?”

He jumped a little, his shirt was still on, as were his boxers. “A-ah- I was distracted-”

“Well chop chop cutie, get to it~!”

Your enthusiasm made him turn an even deeper shade of red.

Quickly, he got the rest of his clothes off, now standing fully naked in front of you. He was pale, and from what his kind has told him, he’s not all that appealing. Covered in scars, his wings couldn’t carry him due to holes, he would often scratch at his skin due to the stress of everything, and with your staring it made him want to itch now-

“You’re so pretty… Come here~”

You were sat on your bed, leaning back against your pillows. You opened your arms to him, and he whined as he crawled over your bed to you, leaning in to kiss you himself, slowly. You moaned softly against him, wrapping your arms around him. He was much warmer than you were, but you couldn’t complain.

Separating from him, you pushed him back a bit to adjust yourselves, having him lay beneath you, your pillows and your scent surrounding him. Your hands were all over his body, making him whine and moan as you groped him wherever you wanted. You were so… Gentle with him, as if you could hurt him, treating him as if he was glass. He almost yipped when you spread his ass.

“W-what’re you-”

“Colour?”

His face was bright red, his eyes wide. He’d never- “Tomura baby, I need a colour~”

… Despite his inexperience, your calm demeanour was certainly aiding him. He shuddered as you toyed with his hole, gasping as you played with him. He… He trusted you…

“Y-yellow…”

“You got it sweetie…”

You pulled away from him, grabbing a bottle of lube that was on your bedside table. Slowly, you applied lube to your hand, and to his hole. The coldness of the lube made him jump again, and you shushed him with sweet whispers as you kissed his neck, your fingers gently touching him, before ever so slowly you pushed one finger in. He shuddered a moan at the feeling, moaning more when he felt you moving in and out of him. You kept talking to him, talking him through it, and it made him feel even better.

“A-ah… Mm…. M-mooraa….”

“Hmmm….? What is it baby~?”

“M… M-more… P-please….”

You hummed, “Alright… One more, okay, baby~?”

“Y-yes- please- fuck…”

Slowly, you did as he asked and pushed another finger into him, making him cry out in pleasure, his wings fluttering beneath him as he gripped your arm that held you up. Slowly, you started fingering him more, scissoring him carefully too. You loved how he writhed beneath you, whining and begging you to keep going… It was almost like you were the demon, and you fucking loved it.

“Want another one baby~?”

“Ah-! Y-yea- p-p-please- please more-aah~”

You chuckled darkly, kissing along his jawline. “Coloooouuur~”

“Aaaaha~! Greeeen! Green green p-please plea-aaah~!”

He didn’t have to beg you much more, as you did as he asked, pushing another finger in and fucking him with your hand. You kept kissing his neck, licking and nipping at every bit of exposed skin you could get your teeth on. You moaned, whispering in his ear, “You’re so good for me baby, do you want more than just my fingers~?”

He gave a confused whine at that, and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“I have a toy for you baby, but I need a colour before I give it to you~”

You lifted yourself off of him, keeping your hand busy in him while reaching for your strap-on. It wasn’t too big, only about 5 inches from base to tip, but as you pulled it out and Shigaraki laid eyes on it, he couldn’t help but clench around you and whine a bit.

“A-ah- d-do you think that’ll f-fuu-fit..?”

You chuckled again, pulling your fingers out of him slowly, “Sweetie with how I’ve prepped you, I’m sure it will. Not only that, I’ll be using plenty of lube. So-”

“Green.”

He wanted to hit himself for how fucking eager he was- But all you did was smile.

“Okay baby, give me a minute~”

Putting it on carefully, you put some lube on it, gently stroking it before lining it up with him. He whined again, wiggling his hips, his tail wrapping around your waist, trying to pull you closer. You carefully pushed in, making him moan sinfully.

“I want you to relax darling, can you do that for me~?”

“Aaah-y-yeaaah~”

“Good boy~”

Ugh, when you called him that it made him weak. He did as you asked though, breathing carefully as you allowed him plenty of time to adjust. When you were all the way in, he took in a few shaky breaths, allowing himself to get used to you, he wiggled his hips slowly. Gently, you gripped his hips, helping him get some friction so he could get used to it.

“A-agh.. G-green…”

“Hm..? What was that baby~?”

“G-green… P-please m-m-move…”

You cooed at him, but didn’t tease him anymore than you had, slowly moving your hips. Your first thrust made him whimper, and the next only fuelled your need to make him cry out for you. As for Tomura, he’d never expect to be in this situation, much less with someone like you. You were well far out of his league, and yet here you were, being intimate with him more than anyone ever had been. No one he had been with had ever taken such care of him, much less fucked him like you did. Your constant thrusting made him arch his back against you, his moaning only getting higher in pitch as he begged you to let him cum.

And you did.

He had never felt more full, fed completely, and he didn’t even do anything to you. You smiled down at him, and you just looked… So happy to see him so fucked out. He was breathing heavily, looking down at himself, seeing the mess he made on his stomach, and he didn’t even touch himself.

“Feeling better, my little demon~?”

He huffed, moaning as you pulled out of him, but he nodded, “Haa… Yeah I’m… Fuck…”

You laughed, moving to the other room, before coming back with a warm wash-cloth, and you started cleaning him up.

“W-wait, you, how do you feel..? I was feeding off of you the whole time I-”

You shushed him, before kissing him deeply.

“I feel fine honey, is that not normal for you…?”

He shook his head, “No, usually if I feed off of someone they die… Since I actually like you, I’d get kinda bummed out if you died…”

You smiled, “Well, maybe that’s the difference. You like me.”

Hearing it said out loud made him blush again, “That’s good, because it’d be real awkward otherwise. I like you too sweetie~”

He blushed even more, “G-good…”

“Oh and by the way, I think your tail is super cute~”

He curled into himself, “Mhmm…”

You crawled up to him, kissing his cheek before laying beside him, pulling him down to you.

“Goodnight~”

“Wait, what about you?”

“Worry about it in the morning, unless you wanna go again~?”

He flushed again, “You’re insatiable…”

“You’re one to talk, demon~”

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k0droid · 11 months

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Neighbor!Tomura x Reader

Context: Neighbor!Tomura as ur bf <;3 TW: Mention of obsession (slight), gn reader ("you"), overall fluff

🏘 Neighbor!Tomura is definitely a loser bf: absolutely no play and super awkward but still sooo cute

🏘 His house ain't the cleanest, but it's tidier than most individuals like him

🏘 He'll totally want you over his all the time. Quality time is his love language!

🏘 Neighbor!Tomura loves to cuddle. He's so touched starved so you better love on him

🏘 He can't cook for shit but he's been learning from Alma so he can feed you edible food

🏘 Neighbor!Tomura has eczema (or some sort of skin condition). He practically begs you to apply the cream because he loves the way your hands feel.

🏘 He games online with his friends. Neighbor!Tomura would want you in the room with him so you can watch him play.

🏘 He doesn't care about PDA. If he wants a hug, he's gonna get it (with your permission ofc)

🏘 Neighbor!Tomura calls you "Babe" for sure. "Baby" if you're mad at him.

🏘 Neighbor!Tomura makes sound effects with his mouth. (ex. bam!, pow!, or whimpering, you use your imagination 🤷)

🏘 He makes mistakes! A bunch of them!! Don’t worry, Neighbor!Tomura is always gonna take responsibility.

🏘 Neighbor!Tomura is a bit obsessive. He’ll get a little jealous if you’re being sweet to another. He trusts you ofc but don’t be afraid to reassure him that you only have eyes for him <3

a/n: i posted again hoorayyy!! i hope you enjoyed reading :)) edit: OMG 108 LIKES?! THANK YOU SM <33333

#prettygyalpluto #mha #mha shigaraki #mha tomura #tomura x you #tomura drabble #tomura headcanons #shigaraki tomura #shiggy #shigaraki x reader #black girl blogger #gn reader #neighbor!tomura

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mqnji · 11 months

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pervy shigaraki who can never stop thinking about you. always humping his pillow whimpering and waiting for you to come home so he can stuff you. you tell him what a good boy he is and how good he's doing. he's misses your touch and your words sooo badly.

#⠀ ⠀⠀ ౿ ׂ ִ vampurities #revyona rambles ꕮ ﾟ #black writer #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki imagine #subby tomura #dom!reader #uwaaa he's soooo cyute ૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა #tomura x reader #tomura imagine #mha x reader #mha x black reader

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novistarplanet · 1 year

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Prom with Shigaraki

He didn't think he would ever go to prom. Especially with the way, people view him as a “freak” and bully him to no end.

He didn't think it was true when you came up to him with a tiny poster and a box of chocolates asking him if he wanted to go with you. To be fair he thought you were joking until you almost begin to cry.

He didn’t know how to react when you sent him pictures of you in multiple dresses trying to find your favorite. You both decided on wearing Red.

He didn't know what to do driving up to your house with a white corsage grabbing your wrist trying to make sure it was on perfectly while you watched and giggled.

He didn’t know how to react to both of y’all slow dancing placing his hand onto your lower back and trying to catch the rhythm

He did know what to do when he pulled you into a kiss asking you to become his girlfriend

#shigaraki fanfiction #shigaraki x y/n #shigaraki x reader #tenko shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #tomura shigiraki x reader #shigaraki x black!reader #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki x you #shigraki tomura #tomura fluff #tomura x reader

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minimoxha · 7 months

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Kinktober 2023- THE ALBUM

⌆ sᴏɴɢ ᴏɴᴇ- ᴏʀɢᴀsᴍ ᴅᴇɴɪᴀʟ

⌆ ғᴛ: sʜɪɢɪʀᴀᴋɪ, ʙᴏɴᴅᴀɢᴇ, ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ, ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ,

ENJO

"Stop struggling ; it won't change the fact that you're in punishment," Shigiraki whispered, leaning into the girl's personal space. She could feel his presence even though she couldn't see him because of the blindfold that he had covered her eyes with. Even though his voice was raspy enough to make it seem like he wasn't as severe or as mature as he thought, she was the only one who knew that this tone meant business with her.

She shuddered as four fingers pried her legs open and tied them to the chair to which her hands were already tied. The woman let out a light moan, the entire situation making her cunt drip all over the chair. The way his hands sensually moved across her body as carefully as possible, decaying her clothes and tying her in intricate knots, gave her a rush of adrenaline that quickly sent a signal to her pussy. Shigiraki dug his fingers into her leaking cunt, giving the girl some pleasure before quickly removing them. She whined; the loss of pleasure being extremely unpleasant in her current state. He continued with that for a bit, fingering her in order to give her a false sense of pleasure before pulling out and sucking her juices off his fingers. When finally, she got tired of the overwhelming emptiness and started to beg the man. “Please- Please let me cum. I need to cum.” Her voice echoed throughout the room, the other villains outside could probably hear her pleas but she didn’t care. The only thing that went through her head was receiving the orgasm she ever so desired. To him, her begging was so fucking pathetic.

“You keep begging me to make you cum, it’s pathetic.” He sighed in between his words. “I guess i have to allow you to cum on my cock, hm?” His words excited her, her pussy growing wetter now as she awaited his cock to enter. He filled her up completely and then waited in her, waiting for her to beg for his cock. She did and he started with brutal thrusts. With every thrust, his cock dug into her walls, making his claim to her with his precum and her juices mixed together in her pussy. His brutal pace and his finger on her clit, rubbing it at the same pace he fucked her with was enough to bring her to orgasm. But before bliss could watch over the girl and she could feel the beat orgasm she had ever felt; the man stoped his assault on her body. In seconds, all of her pleasure was taken from he and she felt empty.

“What? I was so close!” She whined, so sexually pent up that she could burst. With all the ability she had while being tied to the chair she started to thrust her body up, begging for the man to do more even if it was just fingering her sloppy cunt. Shigaraki looked at the way she begged and let out a laugh before leaning down to the height she was in the chair and whispering into her ear. “I know you didn’t think i’d let you cum that easily.”

If she had the ability to let her eyes widen, they would’ve because deep down Y/n knew what kind of trouble she was in. It’s funny how that only settled into her mind now, not when she was flirting and playing around with other people. This was going to be a long night…

#fanfic #xreader #minimoxha #black!reader #anime #mha shigaraki #mha shiggy #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki x y/n #shigaraki smut #kinktober #minimoxhakinktober #day1

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thatwasntverycashmoneyofme · 1 year

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𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 (𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾. }

"Tomura muthafucking Shigaraki!" You yelled to your ashy counterpart that sat at the bar, seemingly in a conversation with the warp villain. "What woman?" He rasped.

You looked towards him pointing a finger. "First off what you not finna do is not address me, second take this damn hand off your face when you talk to me." He turned from Kurogiri to face you taking the hand off of his face.

"Yes Dear and I told you to call me Tenko when it's just us. What do you need?" His red eyes looking to you. "I don't wanna stay in this stank ass dirty bar, ain't even no mattresses here. Get some money from that thumbprint let's book a hotel for a couple of days."

You walk to the stool he's sitting on, standing in between his legs, you pushed his hair back caressing his face. "And we need to put some cocoa butter and chapstick on you baby."

He wanted to reach out and touch you but the fear in his eyes let you know that he wouldn't take initiative so you did. Grabbing his hand placing it on your cheek his breath hitched but when nothing happened he let out a breath.

You gave him a peck on the forehead, then his cheeks, then you kissed his lips. "Tell him to rent out a suite just for us let's relax and take a few days." He leaned onto your chest as you softly played with his hair.

"Anything you want (y/n). I'll talk to him later today." He slowly got up from your bust trudging to his room to talk to his Master. Kurogiri looked at you while cleaning a shot glass.

You sat in Tenko's previous seat and look to him. "What?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Despite your vulgarity when we first met you treat him pretty well, and he does need a break from time to time."

You scoff. "Of course we need a break we're still children, we didn't really get to have the picket fence childhood, and I treat him well because we're both hurt, him way more than me. I'll stand by him now but I want to take him off this stupid path before his 'Master' kills him."

Kurogiri hummed. "Well have a good time Lady (y/n)." You nodded in acknowledgement getting off the stool trailing to Tenko's room. You see him sitting on a chair his Master on the screen in front of him.

You close the door behind you, walking to Shiggy you sat on his lap. "Mr. Thumb." You smiled in his nonexistent face. "Lady (l/n) to what do I owe the pleasure?" You sighed dramatically.

"I want Tomura to relax so I need a reserved hotel suite for a couple days with no missions and I wanna take him shopping so I need money." The man laughed.

"Look at this a Queen calling shots for her King, fine I'll have things ready for you both, you'll get the information soon." You smirked getting up. "Pleasure doing business with you." You saluted.

You held Tomura by the chin planting a kiss on his cheek then walked out closing the door back.

*2.5 hours later *

You got a burner with a message from AFO saying which hotel and all the information that you needed and sent 65k to your card for the 'Next King and Queen of Villains'

You rolled your eyes. Tenko was laying his head on your tummy, holding you tightly against your waist. You ran your fingers through his hair successfully waking him up

"Yes dear, what do you need?" He awoke groggily. "Go take a shower and get dressed we're going out." He hummed getting up trailing to the bathroom.

After y'all both got ready you sat down at the bar to set some ground rules. You pointed your index finger. "Rule number 1: No killing, Rule number 2: No calling home, Rule number 3: Relax."

He sighed heavy. "But what if-" You cut him off. "No buts." He groaned reaching for his neck but you gave him that glare. He dropped his hands. "Whatever." He mumbled.

The first place y'all headed to was a mall to get a duffle bag, clothes, toiletries, hair care and skin care items.

You made it in the suite around mid afternoon. You both took a shower, easing the tension in your body with the hot water. After you got out you ran the bath with lukewarm water and sat Tenko down.

Grabbing the sensitive products you started with shampoo, raking your fingers through his hair letting the suds bubble up you tenderly messaged his scalp. After you washed his hair and he bathed it was time for you to exfoliate.

"Why are you doing this for me?" Red eyes questioning you. "It's because I want to." You said loud enough for him to hear. He held you closer his face planted in your robe. "No one told you to do this for me."

You sighed. "I know, I'm doing it because I care for you Tenko." You lifted his face up and kissed his forehead. "I always will."

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

#city.writes #black writers #black reader #x black reader #black fem reader #x black fem reader #black yn #mha shigaraki #tomura fluff #shigaraki x black!reader #shigaraki x black fem!reader #citypresidential on wattpad #plz ik its cringe but like anyway 😘

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yassificat1on · 9 months

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due to some news made known to me, i now am debating writing a incel!shiggy fic.

shiggy fans, yall want this long dormant juice?

#if yall want it #that means i need to do so much incel research #i think this means i need to go undercover on them sites once again to give yall the cream of the crop #my hero academia #shigaraki tomura #shiggy #bnha #tomura shiragaki #bnha x black!reader #shigaraki smut #mha #shigaraki x reader #incel shigaraki

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softhued · 1 year

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Hindsight

warnings: nsfw, dark content, noncon/dubcon, drugged reader, drinking, college au

word count: 4k

Despite what everyone told you, you found yourself sprawled beneath him with your thighs pressed to your chest. Barely contained whines and gasps slipped from your lips as the man between your legs continued to plunge into you and push you utterly past your limits.

Your thoughts clashed and battled for attention, making your mind a mess of unfinished ideas as you struggled to piece them together. The thrumming in your veins and the heat that overtook you aided your thoughtlessness and left you incapacitated.

“Fuck,” you breathed out while your hands clambered and sought after something to hold. In their search, ruffled sheets grazed your fingers, and you instantly gripped them for dear life.

Above you, you felt Shigaraki slowly pull out, only to enter you again, pressing inside and refining his reach. Your walls maintained a vice-like grip as you allowed him to take control of your body, and slowly your eyes fluttered open, feeling weighed down as you looked upon the person pleasuring you only to find his gaze locked on you. His scarlet eyes were clouded with lust and intensity as he committed the image of you to mind so he would never forget as his hips repeatedly pressed against yours.

Your pussy clenched around him involuntarily, begging him for more. Overcome with immense pleasure, you reached up, pulling him down into a kiss and panting into his mouth as he stimulated you beyond belief.

You didn’t want this to end.

You were in a trance, hypnotized by the feelings he bestowed on you, which weakened your defenses with each press of his tip against your walls.

The pleasure was mind-numbing, addicting, and all-consuming.

He was all that surrounded you. All you could think about. Everything.

Was he as affected as you?

You could hardly breathe, gasping and panting against him desperately, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to say no to him again after this.

You couldn’t believe how euphoric you felt as you spread your legs wider to accommodate him. The slick push and pull sounded as your arousal aided his movements.

The warnings bestowed upon you that plagued you just a few days ago vanished into thin air with each press of his hips, leaving no traces of them.

You were notified about Shigaraki’s unsavory behavior from the start. Everyone knew he was an entitled child who often got what he wanted, and this time he happened to want you. But, the entire ordeal could’ve been avoided if you had only acted accordingly. Shigaraki was accustomed to having people bend to his every will without much effort. But you had too much pride to fall at his feet like everyone else. So, you treated him like a normal person, not thinking much of your actions.

Before, you’d only ever heard of him and his behavior but weren't able to put a face to the rumors, and oddly enough, he was a recluse which you thought didn’t align with his assertive personality. And based on the accounts fed to you, you conjured an image of the infamous Shigaraki in your mind.

Much to your surprise, he was the complete opposite of what you depicted. He happened to be attractive, which made you pause, and you might have stared a bit too long the first time you crossed paths, getting an eyeful of his white shoulder-length hair, darkened eyes, and the permanent scowl etched into his face, along with scars that seemed to enhance his beauty.

You were drawn in, intrigued even. There was something about him that was enticing, but despite his attractiveness, you still weren’t too enthused about stroking his ego. You couldn’t fathom why everyone didn’t just stand up to him. Of course, you heard the rumors about his violent past, but there's strength in numbers, and one person reining over everyone was ridiculous. If everyone banded together, they could put an end to his power. However, the fear he invoked in them was enough to keep them complacent.

So, you bit your tongue and followed suit.

You only interacted with him when necessary, which wasn’t very often, although you happened to share a class and were seated next to each other, owing to your professor.

And it was just your luck that your mutual class had a seating chart that placed you right next to the infamous Shigaraki Tomura. Throughout the class, you saw firsthand the influence and power he held which was oddly arousing. With one simple command, he had everyone, except you, following his wishes, professors included.

The moments when his commands flew over your head infuriated him, and the irritation that consumed him was like no other. Anyone else would have responded accordingly, but not you. Everything you did got under his skin, making him claw at his neck until he drew blood.

What irritated him most was your attitude. How you acted as if he was insignificant, like you were above him, constantly looking down at him with distaste, but he knew how to take you down a peg.

Despite sitting by each other in class, he never spoke to you, opting to talk to his followers instead, but it didn't bother you. It simply made it easier for you to interact with him as little as you could. But often, you would catch him giving you a death stare, causing a shiver to run down your spine before you broke contact. And every time, you were the one to look away after meeting his eyes.

He smirked at your reaction. Even if you didn’t want to acknowledge it, you knew who held the power between you.

Then suddenly after class, when you were packing away your notes, Shigaraki approached you. A few students lingered, waiting to see the events unfold, but he shot them a look, bidding them goodbye before they hurried off. Now you were alone with him, which made your heart race. You wanted to show him you were unfazed, but in the back of your mind, you knew that he could do whatever he pleased to you and no one would interfere, which only exacerbated the dread you felt.

You longingly looked at the door, your only chance of escape, before returning his gaze.

He didn’t greet you as he simply started speaking, addressing the reason for the conversation, and emphasizing the power imbalance.

“I wanted to invite you to my friend's party tonight," he stated, staring you down as if he was begging you to decline his offer.

Why was he inviting you?

You suspected he didn’t like you, yet you were receiving a personal invite to a party which confused you more than ever. The thought of spending time with anyone who willingly chose to be Shigaraki's friend made your stomach churn. You didn’t want to go, but how would he react? So far, you were able to get away with toeing the line but telling him no. The possible outcomes didn’t seem too pleasant.

He called your name, drawing your attention after you zoned out.

“My bad,” you apologized after realizing you hadn’t replied to him since you were too invested in your thoughts. “I’ll see if I can make it,” you responded, not making any promises that were likely to be broken. Also, it was better to let him think you would go than to tell him no.

“Well, I’ll be waiting for you,” he stated, not taking his focused gaze off you as he moved to leave.

Alone, you sighed a breath of relief, gathering your bearings before rushing to your apartment. Your roommate wasn't home, and you desperately needed to talk to them. As you waited for their return, your anxiety only increased since you were left with nothing but your rapid and frantic thoughts. You couldn't wait any longer without confiding in someone and decided to send a text.

Quickly, your fingers typed up a long paragraph filled with the events that transpired and rambling. Shortly after, you received a reply, but it didn't contain the answer you were hoping for.

You were advised to attend the party, even if only for a little, to avoid worsening the situation. Deep down, you agreed, but you had a nagging feeling warning you not to go, and one thing life has taught you was that your intuition was rarely wrong. But, if you didn't go, you would be screwed. Your absence would be the ultimate slap in the face, especially after he invited you personally.

You knew you had to go, but you didn’t want to go alone. You wanted at least one person there to provide you with much-needed support since you were walking into the lion's den.

Maybe you were just being paranoid? What if he only wanted to ease the tension between you? Right?

Begrudgingly, you went to get dressed, throwing on a mini-skirt and the first cute shirt you could find. You gave yourself a once-over in the mirror, sighing as reality settled in.

It was now or never. And if you waited any longer, you would psych yourself out.

Once you arrived at the party, you could see packs of people entering, giving you a sense of relief. It seemed unlikely that he’d be able to spot you in the crowd. You followed behind the groups, hoping that you’d see someone you knew so you wouldn't have to be alone.

LED lights illuminated the house, casting a glow amongst the guests as you searched for someone familiar. Luckily, you stumbled upon a few classmates from your study group and decided to stick with them. You were surprised that you were enjoying yourself as you danced to the music blaring from the speakers.

You should’ve come to one of these parties earlier.

You excused yourself to go to the restroom, and once you exited, you were greeted with the sight of Shigaraki.

Your eyes widened as you stumbled upon him, only now remembering why you were so anxious before. You controlled your emotions, not wanting him to know that he made you uneasy, but he caught that small crack in your facade, smirking at the brief flash of fear that crossed your face.

“You enjoying yourself?” he asked, eyes taking in every inch of your body before meeting yours.

“Yea, I am," you replied, wanting nothing more than to leave his presence and return to your friends.

Silence filled the space between you as you rocked back and forth, working up the courage to excuse yourself, but Shigaraki beat you to it.

“Let’s get a drink," he stated, either missing or simply ignoring your discomfort.

“No thanks. I don’t want to drink too much,” you politely declined, hoping that you were putting an end to the conversation.

He watched you since you entered, so he knew you didn’t have a drop of alcohol in your system since you arrived, but that was going to change.

“Come on. One drink isn’t going to kill you,” he playfully coaxed.

You've never seen him as anything but stoic, so this was a nice change, and the pleading look on his face made you weak against his proposal. So, you succumbed to his wishes and followed him into the living area before he left to get the drinks. Following your return, you noticed that the party was emptier and your friends were nowhere to be found. To occupy yourself while you waited for Shigarki, you pulled out your phone to update your roommate.

In no time, Shigaraki returned, handing you a red solo cup, and you thanked him while accepting the drink. You conversed with him and babysat your drink, not liking the bitter taste. Throughout your conversation, you marveled at how easy he was to get along with as he kept surprising you.

A few minutes after finishing your drink, you started to feel off as your mind started to fog. You weren’t a lightweight, so one drink shouldn’t have been enough to have you feeling like that.

A puzzled look crossed your face, and Shigaraki guessed that the drink was kicking in. His dick twitched at the events that were to come, barely able to focus on the words coming out of your mouth. That was easier than he thought. You willingly walked into his house and accepted a random drink from him, giving him free rein. All the while failing to acknowledge the room steadily growing emptier and emptier.

“I'm gonna go to the restroom,” you said unsurely, eyes half-lidded as you struggled to piece together a simple sentence. You attempted to maintain your composure until you reached the restroom. You locked the door behind you and quickly rushed to the sink, splashing water on your face to sober up, but the damage was done.

Something was off, and you knew Shigaraki had to be behind it. Your body felt warm and was growing hotter by the second, and you could barely hold yourself up as you leaned against the counter. A knock on the door startled you, “just a second,” you called back, sounding far away to your own ears.

You can do this. You just have to make it back home, you assured yourself.

You made your way back to the living room, seeing that the remaining stragglers had left while you were away, which left only you and Shigaraki.

“I'm gonna head out," you said, already making your way to the door before you were truly rendered defenseless. You turned the knob and pulled the door open, only for it to be slammed shut. The sound was extremely loud to your sensitive ears, making you jump. With your back to him, you took a few deep breaths to steady yourself as your strength started to fade.

Your time was running out.

You turned to face him, leaning against the door for support, and looked up at him as he towered over you.

“Where you going?” he asked, tilting his head in a show of faux innocence.

“Home."

“Already. It’s still early,” he stated with a sly smirk as he carefully watched you.

“I'm really tired, so I should just go,” you stated, hoping against all odds that your act wasn't penetrable.

“It’s not safe for you to be alone this late at night,” he persisted, but you were safer outside, by yourself, than you were with him.

“I promise. I'll be fine."

You attempted to reopen the door, hoping he’d let you go, only for him to shut the door once again, sealing off your escape route before he turned you and pressed you against it.

“You can stay with me. I’ll keep you safe," he leered, leaning over you as he allowed his words to graze your ears.

"I promise," he finished.

His soothing words did nothing but fill your stomach with dread as you mulled over your options. If you weren’t getting out through the door, you had to find another way before it was too late.

He grabbed your hand, pulled you towards the stairs, and led you in the direction of what you assumed to be his room. You risked jerking your arm from his grasp, which only caused his grip to tighten. As you continued to approach the door, your fidgeting became more frantic in hopes of him loosening his hold. Due to your wild actions, he exerted more force, dragging you until he reached the door before pushing you inside.

He closely followed behind and locked the door after he entered.

“Don’t do this,” you pleaded.

“I promised to keep you safe, so if you just listen, I won’t hurt you, but don’t tempt me," he threatened before his patience was depleted.

Tears pricked your eyes at the surrealness of the situation, and the room started to spin around you as the brunt of the drink took effect.

He started to advance towards you, and in return, you took small shaky steps back to increase the space between you. But you only brought yourself closer to his intended target as your legs bumped into his bed frame, causing you to stumble back clumsily. With his help, you were pushed onto the bed, and your back made contact with the pillowy mattress that sucked your body in. You tried to backpedal as he leaned in closer, bridging the distance, but you couldn't get your limbs to comply as he hovered over you and enclosed you in his arms.

"Be good,” he cooed, situating himself above you and leaning down to reach your neck, placing soft kisses and sucking on your sensitive flesh.

You tried to pull away from his persistent lips as everything around you came crashing down. His lips branded your skin, and you felt every graze, press, and kiss. It was all too intense, but your body felt like a ton of bricks weighing you down, and acute concentration was needed to get your limbs to follow your brain signals, which was too complex for your current state.

He adjusted your body, moving you further up the bed so he could lay between your legs, grinding against you as he continued to assault your neck. You felt yourself growing aroused from the pressure of him rubbing against your pussy. Each roll of his hips cemented him closer to your body, suffocating you and permitting you to feel the heat and desperation behind his actions.

“Shigaraki, stop," you begged, but he was lost between your legs, rubbing against you desperately. You tried again, hoping to appeal to him. "I won’t tell anyone."

“Now, why would I do that when you’re leaking for me? I see through your little facade, you didn’t want to submit to me because you wanted me to make you, but it’s alright. I'm here now," he chastised, truly believing every word that fell from his lips.

Despite yourself, your clit throbbed in response at his words and the constant stimulation.

He removed your soiled panties and skirt to give himself full access, spreading your legs until you were embarrassed at the lewd position he secured you in. His arms wrapped around your thighs, rooting you in place as he dipped his head down and latched onto your clit, messily sucking and slobbering on you.

Weakly, your hands went to push his head away despite the surprised moan that escaped you, pulling at his hair to hinder his movements. You couldn’t take it, and if he didn’t stop, you’d be putty in his hands, so you deliriously worked to remove his mouth from you.

Your struggling wasn't nearly strong enough to succeed, but he grew tired of your fidgeting and stopped his ministrations to grab your hands and force them down by your sides. Once you were restrained, he lowered himself to your dripping hole, lapping up your arousal while making eye contact with you.

His tongue urgently explored your folds as if you’d disappear any moment, savoring the taste of you on his tongue as you writhed beneath him. Time seemed to drag on as he kept edging you and intensifying the pleasure he was responsible for. With a cluttered mind, you nudged your hips against his face trying to reach your peak.

He brought one of his hands down to finger you while sucking your clit, curling his fingers and making your back arch. Your pants grew louder, and all you could focus on was the thrumming in your body. He felt your clit throbbing against his tongue, you were almost there, the pressure steadily building until he pulled away completely, leaving you sporadically clenching around nothing. You whimpered at the loss, feeling empty and hollow.

He laughed at your displeasure, “what, you wanted me to stop, didn’t you?

Your blood was boiling, and you felt too hot in your skin. And, the only thing that could sate the feeling burning you from the inside out was withheld from you. You needed an outlet to quell the tension, so your hand went down to your swollen clit, and your fingertips barely grazed your flesh before your wrist was enclosed in a tight grip.

“Who said you can touch yourself?” he sneered, “if you want something you ask nicely.”

You couldn’t believe that he wanted you to beg for him to touch you after he initially forced himself on you, furthermore, you were disgusted with yourself for debating whether to follow his command. Begging your abuser, your brain supplied, which made your stomach lurch. You pushed that thought aside and decided to focus on the present.

You sat up as much as you could, looking at him pitifully.

“Please.”

“Please what?" he antagonized, needing to hear you admit your desires.

“Please touch me. I need it. I need you,” you pleaded and blamed your actions on your inebriated state.

He smirked, taking pride in your obedience, "see how easy that was," he teased.

Before his comment could register, your attention was drawn to him removing his clothes. Your eyes focused on his erection, he was a perfect size, a good combination of length and girth, and you knew he was going to stretch you out, and you couldn't wait, nearly salivating at the thought.

You followed suit, undressing and revealing yourself to his hyper-focused eyes. Your legs opened to welcome him, and he settled between them, grabbing your chin and forcing your lips to meet his. He leaned into you closer, overwhelming you with his commanding demeanor as you tried to keep up with his demanding mouth. His tongue roamed your mouth and took control of you.

While devouring you, he pinned your arms above your head, flaunting his power and authority over you and showing how your strength paled in comparison. Then, he pulled away from your mouth, letting you catch your breath.

“I can’t wait any longer,” he panted, freeing his dick, and stroking himself while watching you, spread out and waiting for him.

The anticipation in the room clouded the air, and you couldn’t wait to feel him inside you. Your cunt leaked, begging him to take you and to blow out the burning ember.

You watched as he nudged his tip between your slit, gathering your juices and rubbing against your winking hole. He spread your legs further, lifting your hips to align himself with your hole, and pressed in, causing your mouth to gape as you released a breathless moan as his tip pried your velvety walls open around him. You were so pent up, and his pace was tortuous from how slow he was inching himself into you. You couldn’t take it. You needed more to scratch that insatiable itch.

“Fuck me,” you panted.

You felt him twitch inside you, “don’t start crying when it’s too much," he condemned like he wasn't equally as needy, if not more.

He pulled out and slammed back in, pressing against your sweet spot and making your back arch. Your head lolled back as he fucked you into the mattress, and you rolled your hips against his fucking him back enthusiastically.

You were a lost cause. Anything he wanted, you’d give it to him willingly.

Frenzied energy encompassed you as you worked in tandem to reap the most from each other, and the drag of his dick inside you, moving in and out, had you in a blissed-out state.

“Shigarki-” you panted, clawing at his back, “you’re so deep."

You looked down at where you were connected, watching him re-enter you after pulling out. Strings of your arousal kept you connected even as he pulled out.

His ego inflated at your disheveled appearance and you giving yourself to him.

“You’re taking me so well,” he cooed, resting his forehead against yours.

You lifted your head to kiss him, moaning into his mouth as he ground his hips into yours. He reached between you rubbing your clit, and your eyes rolled back.

You didn’t want this to end, not when it felt this good. His fingers rubbed you more frantically, using your arousal to assist his quick pace. You felt yourself clenching around his length, milking him for all he had. The build-up was incredibly intense as you begged him to go harder, needing a push. His incessant pounding against your sensitive nerves, along with the stimulation on your clit had your body tensing as you came. Noises escaped you as he fucked you through it, continuing to rub your clit as your body twitched and spasmed. You creamed around him, making a mess of the both of you.

He pulled out to prevent himself from cumming too soon, rolling you over onto your stomach, and you weakly lifted your hips for him. He pushed back in, making you grip the sheets at his extended reach. In this new position, he hit all the right spots, which made your legs shake at the constant stimulation.

When it became too much, you tried to get away from the pleasure, only for him to pull you back towards him and impale you even deeper. You choked on your breath, your body feeling weak and drained as you let him have his way.

“Be good, and stay right there," he commanded, and the brainless part of you complied, wanting to please him so badly. His pants got heavier as his pleasure built up, and he pulled out before he came, slotting himself on your ass while his tip oozed. You slumped down onto the bed, too exhausted to maintain your position, while Shigaraki went to get a towel to clean you up as you drifted off to sleep, completely spent.

He smirked at your dazed body.

He might’ve not been able to get you to submit to him in the same way as everyone else, but having you submit sexually was even better. He knew this wasn't the last time he fucked you, and he would ensure it.

#tomura shigaraki x reader #tenko shimura x reader #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki smut #tw noncon #tw dubcon #tw drugging #black reader #college au #mha smut

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yourlovermori · 2 years

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I think I think tomura being reminded that he should be more gentle and take it slow during sex is slowly eating me alive

when you first start having sex with him it’s apparent that he’s just so…so overwhelming in that department. making quick work of your clothes — throwing them somewhere on the floor before taking his place above you. eyes telling you all the more that his lust for you is one of insatiable thirst and unfulfilling hunger because his love is one of overwhelming consumption.

the way he’s looking at you and the weight of his thick cock pressed against your thigh — pale uncut and unreasonably leaky tells you that he’s not even thinking about anything of the casual romance — slow intimacy and things of that nature because to him this is romance. his body pressed against yours — needily panting against your lips as he tries to guide his cock against your entrance steadfastly. you’re painfully sobbing at the unprepared stretch — “not wet enough m-my clit tomura” n he’s grunting before sliding his thumb down to your bud, pressing against it harshly and giving it a few pinches because he’s just like that —so he can finally slide in.

and when he finally has you stimulated to where you’ll open up enough for his cock to fit he’s pushing himself deep and giving you so much more than you can take. filling you up to the brim with a cry of a wounded animal — your eyes squeezed shut and broken whines spilling over his shoulder as he buries his head into the crook of your neck. blunt nails digging into your skin with every second he’s encased in your tight wet heat — trying so hard to pace himself to take a minute to remember that he can take it slow.

but when he looks up at you with your teary eyes and the taunt pain he can feel as your fingers bury themselves in his skin he loses all resolve. Bullying your cunt with vigor in the most inhumane way possible — carving a piece of himself deeply in your womb as your able to do nothing but take what he’s giving you. Moaning pitifully into the sex–filled air — wrapping your arms around his back while he rocks harshly against you. Leaving you nothing to do but cling to his form as he gives you creampie after creampie all night long.

#hornee thots ‧₊˚✩#something off the dome sorry if it doesn’t make sense #it’s because it isn’t supposed to #tomura smut #tomura thirst #tomura drabble #tomura x black!reader #tomura x reader #tomura scenario #shigaraki smut #shigaraki drabble #shigaraki thirst #shigaraki x black reader #shigaraki x reader #i feel like this needs a tag #tw dubcon

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tamakishoochie · 2 years

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Wet Dreams

CW: Somnophilia? Spit exchange, slight mentions of blood and gore, Creampie

18+, MDNI

word count: 🤷🏾‍♀️

Freddy!Shigaraki x Black!Reader

“Are you serious? Another murder? That’s the sixth one this week!” You groaned, obviously annoyed with a hint of frustration in your voice. You were a private investigator hired to find the sick bastard behind the murders that took place this week on Elm street and your assistant had just brought in another picture of yet another crime scene. It made you nauseous. The picture displayed a dead man with his stomach sliced open, his entrails hanging off the side of the bed. You quickly set the disturbing photo aside, fed up with having to see another person killed.

It was almost 1AM and you’ve been in your office all day, not that it mattered anyway. You haven't been able to get any sleep since you started this case.

“I’m calling it a night. Tomorrow, we’ll go to the crime scene and investigate. Maybe tonight will be the night I get some damn sleep.” You wave off your assistant before packing up your stuff to leave.

After showering, brushing your teeth, and twisting your hair, you slip on your silk bonnet and head on to bed. You take some melatonin to help with your insomnia before getting underneath the covers.

“Let’s see how this goes..”

You didn’t even realize you fell into a deep sleep afterward, so deep that you began to dream.

You were back in your office, looking over the photos again but instead of victims, they were nude pictures of you. Your face started to heat up from embarrassment and you wondered who the hell took these. There were pictures of you fully naked in various raunchy poses.

“What the hell? I don’t even take pictures like…this..”

One photo, in particular, stood out from the rest. Picking it up, your eyes widen and you cover your mouth after gasping. The explicit photo showed a man you’ve never seen before holding you down in a mating press with your ankles down by your ears. He had grayish-blue hair and pale skin with red glowing eyes.

You seemed to be enjoying what the man was giving you in the photo but he had a wicked grin on his face.

Looking a bit closer, you try and get a better look at his face since his hair is draped over it. Suddenly, the man in the picture looks up at you with a maniacal grin, causing you to drop the photo and stand up quickly from your chair.

“Aw, what’s the matter? Not pretty enough for you?”

A voice echoed down the hall that led to your office. Looking down the eerie hallway, you see nothing but white smoke being illuminated by some source of light behind it. A silhouette of a man appears from it and starts to make its way towards you.

“What do you want? Who are you?” You call out to the man.

Seconds later, the same man that was in the photo shows himself, trailing what seemed to be finger knives along the wall with a loud screech. He wore an old, worn-out fedora and a red and green striped tattered sweater.

As he got closer, you pull your gun out from its holster and point it directly at him, warning him that you wouldn’t hesitate to shoot.

“S-stay back, I’m warning you, sir!”

Something about him was off and a dark aura surrounded him. He didn’t seem intimidated at all.

“Shigaraki..” The man spoke as soon as he came face to face with you, close enough to feel his breath on your face.

“What?..” You respond, but too distracted by how oddly intriguing and attractive he was.

“You’ve been looking for the perpetrator behind the murders right? Well, his name is Shigaraki. You found him!” He lets out an eerie, dark chuckle that sends chills up and down your spine.

You point your gun between his eyes and say that he’s under arrest, but he scoffs in your face, grabbing your wrist tightly and making you drop the only thing you had to protect yourself.

“Welcome to the Nightmare World, babe~..” Picking you up and slamming you down on your own desk, he looks over and picks up the photo you dropped earlier. With his other hand, he trails a finger knife up your buttoned nightgown.

“Let’s recreate this one, yeah? You look so good on your back taking my dick~..”

Before you could say anything else, he wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing tightly, while the other trails back down your gown, popping off the buttons with a single finger knife. Shigaraki gropes your right breast and tweaks the nipple with his thumb and forefinger, making you moan and arch up into his hand.

“Oh, sensitive, are we?~ That’s cute.”

Leaning down, he flicks his warm tongue against your hard nipple, sucking on it roughly and kneading the flesh around it before moving to give the other one the same treatment. You didn’t understand why you were letting him do all of this to you, but you didn’t care. It was just a dream anyway, or was it?

Shigaraki’s tongue makes its way up to your neck, leaving bite marks and hickeys before taking over your mouth with his own. His lips were chapped but managed to still feel soft. You moan from how rough he was kissing you and you could feel your panties drenching just from that. Grabbing your chin, he forces your mouth open with your lips puckered out.

“Tongue out, now..”

You obey and stick your tongue out, eyes lust-filled as he spits onto your tongue, swallowing it willingly.

He seemed pleased by that and wasn’t gonna tell you to swallow, but he’s glad you did anyway.

Using his finger knives once more, he shreds your underwear up, revealing your aching pussy that needed attention quickly.

And Shigaraki delivers by pulling your bottom half to the edge of your desk before forcing your legs open. Pulling up a chair, he sits down and spreads your pussy lips apart, admiring the way your cunny clenches around nothing.

You look down and your eyes meet, causing you to look away with your face heated

“Look at me while I do this. Don’t look away or there will be consequences..” He chuckled, only being half-serious.

You gulp and watch as Shigaraki dives right into your juiced-up pussy, giving you nice long licks along your folds and paying close attention to your clit, swirling his tongue around it and nipping at it gently. You pant heavily and try your hardest to keep your eyes open. This was starting to feel a little too real for it to be a dream still.

Once he started adding fingers, though, your head began to spin. The way his fingers stretched you out felt amazing, his middle finger constantly rubbing against the spongey g-spot that made you moan out his name and grip the sides of your desk. His movements gradually began to speed up, lewd and embarrassing sounds echoing throughout the entire office. You feel something starting to unravel within your abdomen and you brace yourself, keeping your eyes on Shigaraki and him doing the same with you. Right then and there, you scream out from ecstasy as you release onto his fingers, squirting everywhere and making a huge mess.

Smiling, he removes his fingers and gives your cunt a couple of hard pats, mumbling something along the lines of ‘That’s a good girl’.

Standing up, Shigaraki removes his glove, dropping it to the floor, and starts unbuckling his pants. You stare wide-eyed as he reveals his whopping 12 incher, all nice and hard just for you. Bullying his way between your legs, he positions his cock at your entrance. Shoving his still wet fingers inside of your mouth, you suck on them and moan at the taste.

Your moans are muffled by his fingers as he begins to insert the tip, going all the way until only half was inside of you. Your eyes are closed shut from how good he stretched you out, pussy walls clenching around his dick after hearing him curse underneath his breath. Taking his fingers out of your mouth after sucking them clean, he goes right back to choking you right as he began to thrust his hips roughly into you. The way your body rocked with each and every thrust made the desk move and screech against the floorboard, making you grip onto the desk for dear life as he pounded into you unapologetically.

“Let’s take this back to your place~..” Shigaraki groaned out while the office morphed into a bedroom that looked exactly like yours. Instead of a desk, you were fucking on your bed now with the headboard banging against the wall. Gripping the back of your thighs, he pushes your legs down by your ears, folding you completely before he starts fucking you even harder now with the tip of his cock kissing your womb with each insertion.

For a murderer, he sure did whine a lot during sex. You didn’t mind though, his moans and whines were pretty and you were always into vocal men. The way your gummy walls grip onto him makes him cry out even more. Moving your legs over his shoulders, he places one hand on the headboard, and the other grips firmly on your tit.

“G-gonna cum, baby...”

He pants, voice cracking. Shigaraki buries his face in the nook of your neck and whispers in your ear.

“Take it, take it all!~”

His hips stutter a bit before filling you up to the brim with cum, some of it dribbling down onto the bed and making a small puddle. You whine after he pulls out.

“Sorry, but your alarm is about to go off. See ya around, doll~..”

Confused, you watch him disappear into nothing right before you’re woken up by your alarm.

Sitting up, you rub your eyes and realize where you were.

“Woah, what was that..” You sigh, rubbing your face before leaning over to turn your alarm off. Something didn’t feel right and you felt dirty. Flipping your covers off of you, you look down and see your panties have been shredded and globs of cum oozed out of you. Panicking, you scramble out of bed and run towards your bathroom. Looking into the mirror, you see bite marks and hickeys all over your neck.

At least you finally got some sleep

#horror AU #horror villain AU #shigaraki tomura #freddy krüger #nightmare on elm street #mha #bnha #jordy writes ✍🏾#tw: smut #x black reader

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