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mamayan · 5 months
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★MANNERS☆
Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Reader x Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner)
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Tomura and Spinner decide Katsuki’s lil sis needs to learn some manners. Tomura is happy to help.
TW: DARK CONTENT • NONCON (full on) • NSFW • Alcohol consumption • Forced alcohol consumption (anally) • Abuse/Manipulation • Gaslighting • Piss • Forced Enema (using beer) • Oral (M) • PIV • Rough Sex • Degradation/Humiliation • Fem! Reader • Quirkless/College AU • Not proof read!
A/N: Don’t come for me, I had a dream and needed to get it out lol
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“Man don’t fuckin’—! Shit! Go left! Go fuckin’ left dammit’! NO! Fuck!” The controller went sailing across the room, hitting drywall and knocking down a corner of a poorly taped up poster near the stairwell.
“Hey dickwad, watch the fuckin’ face,” Dry eyes, bloodshot from staring at the tv all night, looked up.
You looked pissed, hair messy and face and clothing crumpled like you’d just rolled out of bed.
“It three in the morning you shitheads, shut up!” Your screech was akin to a pterodactyl, eyes blazing with fury as you pointed a manicured finger at all of them. “I have class in the morning! Shut this shit off and go to bed.” Like the whirlwind you appeared as, you were gone, stomping loudly up the cheap wooden stairs leading up from the basement smelling of stale beer and weed.
“What a—,”
“Cunt.” Tomura finished, looking at his friend with a roll of his eyes.
“She always such a bitch?” Tomura asks, curiously looking up at your ass as you slam the door shut behind you.
Shuichi looked awkward, “She’s his lil sis, so yeah, kind of always a bitch.”
“No shit? She’s firecracker’s sister?” Tomura looked shocked by the information before scoffing. “Makes sense then,” he’s back to focusing on the game, and the two resume their shouting contest at the tv.
They don’t know they’d be getting redecorated with kitchen condiments when they emerged from downstairs.
“Who the fuck?!” Spinner was nearly in tears, hot sauce directly in his eyes.
Tomura was oddly silent though despite standing slumped with ketchup and mayo dripping down his cheek, glaring balefully beneath his bangs as you snorted and tossed the empty bottle of mustard onto the floor. “I know shit for brains at least pays rent here, but you don’t,” you’re once again pointing a finger at him. “Listen crusty, me and my bro pay most of the mortgage, and then the other half is paid by Touya’s rich daddy and his pocket change.” Shuichi’s glare flattens a bit in fear under your icy stare as you glance at him like a bug beneath your foot. “You come over here all the damn time just to scream at the tv and lose, so do us all a favor, and stop showing your lotion needing ass around anymore.”
You leave just like that, finally feeling free from the incessant noise and nonsense as you get ready for your first class of the day, knowing your lab in the evening would be followed by a good night’s rest, finally.
Or not—
You return in the evening to another house party, furiously wondering which idiot set it up this time. Was it Katsuki or Touya? Shuichi was too much a follower and introvert to set up his own. The entire neighborhood was awake it seemed and eager to get drunk and wild, college students spilling out the seams of your home as you groan and push your way inside. Hands grab at you from all angles, only to feel the prick of your sharp nails in retaliation.
You spotted the spiky blonde hair of your idiot brother, his scowl matching your own as you confront him.
“The fuck dude?”
“Don’t fuck dude me, th’fuck’r doin’ home early?” He’s clearly intoxicated despite his stone faced demeanor, speech slurred as he sways a little. A pretty girl is looking at you with irritation for having interrupted her capture of prey.
“Put the nails away Babezilla, he’s my fuckin’ brother,” you sneer, rolling your eyes as you level him with a new found glare from the depths of hell.
“Everyone better be out before midnight or I’m lighting this shit on fire and claiming the insurance on the house and your body.”
“D’you take out insurance on my fuckin’ life?”
“Fuck around and find out.” With that you leave, Katsuki’s stunned face slowly morphing into one of rage as he screams out after you, held back by the girl half his size holding on to him like a desperate dog owner to their hound who smells blood.
Unbeknownst to you, you’re being watched. Carefully. As you sashay around the dirty house party, despite your terrible attitude, telling people what time to leave.
“I think she needs to learn a lesson in manners.” Shuichi glances over at Tomura, watching the young male scratch as his neck till red begins to pull up and spill. The crimson against his almost grayish skin looks ghastly.
“Y-yeah man…” something about the violent look in those garnet eyes makes him nervous.
“Go tell her I’m trying to take a piss on her bed.”
“Dude what? Why would I do that?” Shuichi looks stunned, making a face of pure confusion and revulsion. “That’s fuckin’ gross.” He receives an eye roll, chuckling beneath his breath.
“Just do it Spinner, remember where her room is?” Tomura points out, cocking a brow as if the purple haired male would catch on. He doesn’t, but Shuichi doesn’t want to admit so, nodding with a look of hesitation. “What exactly are you going to do when she gets up there?”
“Remember? A lesson in manners of course.”
Tomura happily grabs a freely left out six pack of beer, the glass long bottles cool and still dripping perspiration as they heat up in the room filled with liquored up sweaty bodies. The paper handle carefully balancing the weight of each one as he strolls up stairs, finishing his own drink of mixed hard liquors that still haven’t hit his system fully yet. Your room is on the third floor, more of a loft than anything, where you’d had a wall and door built to block out noise and add privacy. You have the most sound proof room in the house, the most secluded room in the house, and the most secure room in the house. Your brother made sure of it, throwing up extra locks as you insisted on getting a house with him near campus. Tomura is happy he found this information out through Shuichi, using his gaming friend to siphon out everything there is to know about you.
Despite your mean attitude, you’re quite the good friend. Well liked and adored on campus, pretty girl with a cute smile when you chose to use it. His own lips crack as they pull up into a grin, easily finding your room and closing the door. A normal bedroom, nothing special, with cute added decorations here and there as well as your books and study supplies left on your desk and bedside table. Tomura leaves the beer on your desk, finishing his drink and throwing the plastic red cup to the floor as he grunts and unzips his pants, freeing his limp chub as he steps up onto your bed.
He wasn’t kidding. He pissed all over your cute stuffed animals, pillows and blankets, releasing his foul pent up urine where you sleep.
“Ah fuck,” he groans, head falling back as he relaxes and fully empties his bladder just as the door slams open and you enter.
“No fuckin’ way— YOU SICK FUCKIN’ ANIMAL! THAT’S DISGUSTING!” Your shriek falls on deaf ears, the party drowning out your screeching perfectly. He doesn’t even turn his body, only his head as he looks down at your seething face with a lopsided grin.
“Aw, decided to join the fun now, Princess?” His scratchy rough voice isn’t slurred in the least, and it doesn’t take a lot to guess he’s mostly sober. Tomura shakes his cock a few times, making sure every drop hit your now soaked bed, before pulling up his boxers alone.
“Lock the door Spin.” He orders casually, and the ever eager Shuichi obeys, eyes wide in shock because Tomura really did it. He’s almost impressed, feeling something in his chest swell to see you so upset. All the times you’d mocked him as a loser who couldn’t afford to pay rent… it was true but that was besides the point.
“The fuck do you think you’re doing shit for brains?!” Shuichi flinched when you reeled on him now, but he held his ground as Tomura hopped to the floor, dropping his pants entirely now and kicking them off. It was comical the look on your face, eyes going wide and a hint of fear tinting your features before you masked it with rage. “You want to die or something? My brother will—,”
“Your brother is getting his cock gobbled like a turkey on Thanksgiving by the bitch I paid to do it. He’s not doing shit else tonight.” Tomura’s smile is vile, white teeth offset by his pale sickly skin as he chuckles, removing his shirt next.
The marks on his body can only be from some sort of self harm, scratch marks everywhere, scabs covering a majority.
“I’ve always liked your nails.” He starts, slowly backing you into Shuichi who seems more nervous than you at this point. Your glare is still in place, defiant pretty eyes sparked with emotion he’s dying to extinguish. “You’re wearing makeup today too.” He notes gleefully, and the way his face lights up almost childishly sends chills down your spine. A blaring red alarm is sounding as you realize his intentions aren’t just to vandalize your room.
“Tomura stop this right now—hck!?” It catches everyone but him off guard when he slaps you across the face, sending you to the floor as you gaze dazedly at your carpet for a moment.
“Shut the fuck up,” he sneers, rolling his eyes as you cough and sputter for a second. It’s the only second he needs to grab a fistful of your hair and haul you up, dragging you to your desk and swiping everything off and onto the floor to smash your face to the table. “You always scream and yell. It’s annoying how you always run your mouth slut.”
“Stop—! I’ll really scream! HELP! SOMEO—mhm!” He doesn’t hesitate to lift your head and slam it as hard as he can onto the table, effectively and violently silencing you.
“Holy shit dude—,” Shuichi halts when Tomura levels him with a glare. His eyes drop to you, even more rocked and dazed as a few tears leak down your cheeks.
“Since you like screaming so much…” he’s scratching as his neck with his free hand, cracking his knuckles after and dropping his hand to the waist band of your leggings. Your ears still ring from the blow, allowing him to easily pull your pants and underwear down to expose your lower half. He only pulls it down halfway, exposing your cunt and bare ass.
“Hey man, maybe we should stop…” Shuichi takes another step forward, eyes nervously looking at your exposed skin and limp figure against your desk.
“Nah, this bitch is getting a lesson taught tonight.” Tomura nods for Shuichi to come closer, his friend awkwardly shuffling closer. “Hold her arms behind her back and her face down.” Tomura helps grab both of your wrists, twisting them behind your back and pressing them down. He ignores your whimper, letting Shuichi hold you down now so he could free both hands.
Shuichi simply watches as Tomura grabs a beer, biting the cap off and spitting it on the floor as he saunters closer. Taking a few swigs, he grins and crouches down behind you, laughing as you flinch away from his hand on your ass.
“P-please stop—hii!” He only answers with a sharp slap to your ass and a giggle, deforming the soft doughy flesh with his hand and nails sinking in. Spreading one cheek wide, Tomura brings the lip of the bottle to the tight rosebud of your back entrance.
“Holy shit—,”
“No! No please!”
He ignores you and Shuichi, pressing forward and breaching your ass with the bottle and delighting in the squeal you make, legs going taunt and straight as the desk and Shuichi’s grip prevents you from going anywhere as he sinks about three inches of the bottle neck inside your ass.
“Bottoms up, bitch.” Tomura laughs, tilting the bottle up and watching the liquid begin to bubble and pop, disappearing inside of you as you groan and writhe for freedom, panic and tears painting your face. Keeping the bottle in place as he forces the beer inside you, Tomura leans up and over to lick the smearing mascara running down your cheek. The salt and chalky taste making his cock swell up into a tent in his boxers.
“Fuck man, is this even okay? I-I don’t wanna go to jail or some shit,”
“You won’t. She won’t say a thing.”
“W-why?”
“Look at her cunt.”
It didn’t matter how much you cried or babbled out pleas, the slick literally dripping from your cunt to the floor in a slimy along your thighs was undeniable.
“Get your phone out and record.” They switch places so Shuichi can do as he’s told, Tomura holding you down much more roughly now.
Shuichi finds it hard to swallow as he digs past his own hard cock to grab his phone out, shakily opening up the camera and hitting film. He doesn’t need to be told to set up facing the scene, using a book shelf on the other end of the room as a stand. He takes his position again holding you, Tomura once more free to do as he pleased.
When the bottle is empty, Tomura pulls it free roughly from your stinging ass with an audible pop.
“Looks like you still got room, hm?”
“Oh god, please, Tomura stop,” your sniffling and little whines don’t soften his heart as he bites another cap off, leaning his own face against the desk to keep the contact as he pressed the new bottle inside your ass. The cool glass contrasted against your warming insides, the feeling of being full hard not to focus on as the alcohol slowly heated you. The liquid goes in faster as he tips it up high, forcing you on your tip toes to avoid tearing your poor hole as he gleefully watches the horror and humiliation on your features.
“Little butt chugging bitch likes having her ass played with huh?” Tomura teases, playfully pressing the now empty bottle in and out of your sore hole, enjoying the tiny wail you release.
“Yeah you like it.”
“I-I don’t—!” He doesn’t care to listen as he fucks you with the glass bottle head, sitting up to watch your hole take it as his cock twitches and soaked his boxers with pre-cum.
“S-shit man I’needa’,” Shuichi feels his mind go blank, pressing his denim clothed cock against your outer thigh and rutting his hips against it like a dog. Tomura snickers watching his friend blow his load in his pants, not seeing the hypocrisy when he does the same not a moment later watching you whimper and take another bottle.
He stops as three, yanking his boxers down and pressing his uncut cock-head right up against your tight hole and releasing before he can even enter.
“Shit,” he moans, pressing Shuichi out of the way to pin your body with his own weight as he rubs against your ass with his release coating your skin. “Holding all that liquid must hurt, huh?” He huffs against your neck, sucking on the skin and breaking the capillaries when he bites down hard enough to draw blood.
Your scream echoes around the room, the floor vibrating as the party downstairs rages on without a clue to your plight.
You groan at Tomura wiggles his full weight on you, your lower belly feeling like it may burst any moment, panic settling into your gut.
“I-I need to p-pee…” Tomura moans, rocking his hardening cock against you while you struggle beneath him.
“Pee then,” he grunts, focusing on rubbing against your sloppy pussy, “So fuckin’ wet. You been wantin’ this?”
“Hey man…” Shuichi had decided to join his friend in stripping to his boxers, no longer pretending to have a moral compass as he stroked his own cock to the sight before him.
“Yeah I gotcha,” Tomura easily stands and brings you up, still restrained with his hands as he drags to the bathroom attached to your room. Shuichi follows, stunned when Tomura just drops you to the floor and presses a foot on your lower abdomen.
“S’too much, please,” you writhe like a bug, Shuichi’s eyes watching as you try and get away only to be pinned harder with Tomura’s foot.
The liquid stored inside you has no where else to go but out.
“Fuckin’ nasty bitch, shit,” Tomura watches in fascination as the liquid spills out, only beer coming out as you sob and lay on the tile. Despite his words he works his cock to the sight. “Cheap enema.” He notes, grabbing your wrist and hauling you to the shower. “Turn it on Spin,” dragging your poor figure into the shower and stripping you down naked. The water is freezing at first, your flinches and pathetic pleas as Tomura dumps soap over your head and body ignored. He uses the detachable shower head to wash you like an animal, roughly soaping you up and spraying you off, careless about nearly drowning you as he washes your face a little.
He does a poor job, but you’re somewhat clean, makeup still smeared lightly on your face as your dragged out dripping wet back into your bedroom.
He doesn’t hesitate to throw you on your bed.
“Fuckin’ gross man…” Shuichi frowns, but he doesn’t hesitate to grab you despite the scent of urine turning him off slightly.
You fight now though, wildly flailing limbs struggling as you scream and wail for anyone to hear you. No one does, as Tomura shamelessly climbs into the bed with you, boxers gone and completely naked as he helps Shuichi press you to your hands and knees. Tomura positioned behind you and Shuichi by your face.
“Please… I-I’m sorry…” they pause, your voice so tiny they barely heard it.
“Speak up, whore, we can’t hear you.” Tomura yanks your face up by your hair, your neck twisting painfully back as you sob.
“I’m sorry!”
“For what?!” Tomura sneers, using your head like a joystick and rattling you around.
“F-for saying mean things, a-and throwing food o-on you…”
“That all?” He asks, cock pressed up against the entrance to your cunt threateningly.
“P-please Tomura… Shuichi…”
“Since you’re begging,” Tomura laughs, surging his hips forward and shoving his cock into your warm tight cunt. You release a silent scream this time, choking on air as his cock fills you this time, each thick inch drilling into you as he starts wildly bucking into you with little regard to your pleasure.
“Fuck her face Spin,” Tomura grunts, drawing blood on your ass as his nails bite in, fucking hard up into your pussy, soft mushroom tip unsheathing and kissing up against your cervix.
“R-right…” Shuichi feels guilty seeing your tear streaked face, wet hair clinging to your skin and watery eyes looking at him for mercy. It doesn’t stop him from cupping your jaw and lifting your head up to press his cock against your lips.
Tomura lands a sharp hit to your rear, moaning as you tighten at the bolt of pain it caused. “Better suck him good, or I’ll let him have your ass.” That seems to motivate you, soft lips parting open and accepting Shuichi’s much thicker cock into your mouth. Shuichi unexpectedly had the biggest cock you’d ever seen, the reddish tip and veiny shaft intimidating as you do your best to lick and suck despite the sweaty sour odor clinging to him.
“That’s not how sluts suck cock, is it?” Tomura growls, forcing your head forward on the hesitant Shuichi’s cock and gagging you while the purple haired man moans. “O-oh fuck!” He grips your face from the front while Tomura fucks you rough and hard from behind. “That’s it Princess! Nice and deep!” Tomura cackles, focusing back on railing you senseless while Shuichi finally snaps and face fucks you properly.
“So good—fuck, your mouth is so warm,” he’s nearly in tears himself as he feels his tip slip into your tight throat, eyes rolling back as he works his hips now, watching drool and tears mix around your mouth and drop down onto his balls as they smack your chin. “A-almost done, almost done,” he moans, loving how your oxygen deprived mind slackens your jaw more so he can slip even deeper, your tongue licking at a vein under his shaft every thrust. “So fuckin’ good wh-when you shut up, heh,” he’s delirious on pleasure, loving the submissive look in your eyes as they gaze up pleadingly at him. “Cute when this mouth is used for something productive.” Shuichi laughs breathlessly, balls drawing up tight as he finally spills down your throat. “Fuck! Swallow! Swallow it all—!” His face and body scrunch up, nearly doubling over as he presses your nose against his pelvis and comes down your throat.
You black out. Limp figure gurgling on hot spunk spilling down your face as you drop to the soaked bed while Tomura supports your lower half up to keep fucking you. Your eyes barely open as the room spins, cunt clamping down like a vice on Tomura’s cock when he uses one hand to half heartedly rub at your swollen clit.
“Shit, gonna bite my dick off,” he moans despite the almost uncomfortable tightness, working your pussy up further as you spasm and soak his lower half, eyes rolling back. “Ah fuck, that’s it bitch, make a mess!” Tomura nearly whines, hips becoming jerky as you milk him for all he’s worth, his cum finally spilling inside you now.
“Bet you ain’t on birth control huh? Gonna knock you up whore.” He grunts, trying to fuck his spend back into you with his softening cock, overstimulating himself as he moans and whimpers against your back.
When he pulls out, a string of sticky fluids connect his cock to your pussy even when he’s completely out of you. He watches with a grin as his white cum dribbles out of your used hole. “Look at that. You do have some potential after all. At least for a cock sleeve that is.” He snickers, leaving you in a heap on your bed as he and Shuichi start to dress, grabbing the phone and coming back to film the aftermath.
“Say a word and I’ll send this to everyone. Do you hear me?” He doubts you really do, the fucked out look on your face making you appear stupid as you numbly nod a little. “Now say ‘Thank you Tomura and Spinner, for using my slutty holes’.” Tears leak freely as you stutter, “Th-thank you T-Tomura a-and Spinner…for u-using my s-slutty holes…”
“Good girl. I knew we could teach you some manners.” He grins, eyes crinkling around the edges darkly as he stares at your used figure still trembling and dripping cum.
“Let’s go, I’m in the mood to game a lil,” Tomura comments, wiping his cock with your panties and stuffing them in his back pocket as he buttons and zips up his fly. Shuichi follows, nodding as he dresses and fixes his clothes, eyes not leaving you though.
“Don’t worry. We can use her again later. I still got a few more brews.” Tomura chuckles, lifting the half empty pack up.
You wake in a panic, blood pumping fast and heart pounding. Your room is as you left it, eyes scanning your clean and un-pissed in bed and sheets. Your body is clean besides a sheen of sweat coating you, hands trembling as you dip a finger into your panties to find yourself soaking wet.
Did you have a wet dream about those two losers?
As if…
You found sleep was hard to come by as you kept imagining.
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fertilize-my-eggs · 7 months
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Villains getting caught masturbating
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A/N: this one was pretty fun, I wish I'd done this one sooner but it's pretty long and reader just gets horny and frisky with them sooo this is smut with no plot basically. Hope y'all enjoy this one😄💕 ( also there different readers in case you're wondering why reader has different color words in each one that why.) Sorry if it bad, this took me days to write this😭😭😭
Dabi, shigaraki, compress, spinner with fem reader smut.
Warning: it's has some smut, dabi & shiggy kinda of a dick while compress and spinner are pretty sweet. (Bit of dubcon for dabi, cum eating, public masturbation, oral, rough sex, riding and horny reader 😜)
MINORS & ANTIS STAY AWAY it's 18+ content!!
Dabi
I personally don't think dabi would do this often but when he does, he doesn't care where he at.
Him casually takes his cock out in an empty alleyway where no one will disturb him. A good old hand job doesn't hurt anyone right?
He spit at his member to get some lubricant and to do a quickie, he lets out a heavy sigh.
Groans out of his mouth, his cheeks turning red when his hand goes up and down at a fast pace.
Loud footsteps coming towards the entrance, he tilted his head to the side as his smirk grew wide.
Your pretty little face appears as you're were the popular and most powerful pro-hero in Japan as you get ready to attack.
You blink a few times as you realize what's happening and you start to smirk.
" ohh the big bad villain taken a break, I thought you were done running away from me~" you cheeky wink at him as he grunt out.
" brat… how about I burn you to ashes so you can leave me in peace. "You didn't fight him but you're getting distracted by him and how he didn't remove his hand away while he was making eye contact with you. The mental piercings on his thick manhood, his balls were hanging a bit out of his pants but you started to drool.
His smirk grew wider.
" aww what wrong hero? Cat caught your tongue.. see something that you like? " he purred at you sweetly.
He moves his finger up, wiggle his sender finger toward him.
" come on~. I knoooww you wanna play with my cock.. " your eyes move up and down at him, you're not sure what to do in this type of situation.
" If not, you can piss right off.. I'm not in the mood to fight. " he throws his head back as he lets out loud moan.
" fuck… I'm getting close-.. " you swayed your hips didn't realize you were moving towards the villain, you immediately dropped down as you lick your lips.
" good kitty~. " he gently caresses your soft silky hair, you grip his wrist tight.
" I'll bite back if you do anything… fair warning. " dabi chuckle at your aggressive threat… How cute as he growls at you.
" watch the teeth then doll…" he shoves his cock down your throat roughly as he pins both your hands up the wall.
" I'm not a nice villain to be messed with. " he lean in to whisper seductively.
" I know how to tame bratty heros like yourself, doll~. " your eyes begins to tear up as he lick it off.
" so pretty choking on it kittycat~ "
Shigaraki
Tomura had a day off, it was his time to play games or more importantly watch hentai videos on his phone.
He was sitting on the ratty couch, he pulled his sweatpants down as he released his dick out. He spread his legs wide as he watched two girls getting caught in tentacles.
The high pitched girly whimpers coming out of his phone as he bites his scarred lips.
He stroked his cock up and down, building up at a slow pace.
He loves to edge himself because whenever he finally reaches his end, more cumming will be all over him.
He sighs a bit, he kinda gets annoyed whenever that happens but it'll feel amazing afterwards.
He rolls his eyes back as he arches his back, feeling it coming soon.
Suddenly the door is slammed wide as you begin to walk in.
Tomura lets out a whimper as he begins to release his cum over his pants and onto the floor.
You gasp out loud feelings a bit embarrassed by this but couldn't help but realize your boss looks really hot and his cock…. How does he hide that thing, it's so… huge.
" what… the.. hell.. Y/N. '' he narrowed his eyes at you as he growls in annoyance.
" Look at what the mess you made.. " you were confused by this as you begin to talk.
" me?? You are fucking jerk off to nasty shit in the bar!?! " he tsk at you as he watch you with angry pout. 
" ughh… you're pissing me off. " he begins to scratch his neck fast as you cross your arms.
" Well shit who's fault is that? "Tomura grunted again as he lay back, breathing heavily as he continued his scratching.
You blink at him a few times as you start to feel heated but you also want to help his little problem.
You click your tongue making tomura look at you with annoyance.
" what? " you bite your lip as you look at the cum all over himself.
" Do you want me to help you out? " Shigaraki raises his brow at you.
" Huh?? " You want to feel him inside of you, he's looking really good and juicy right about now.
He narrowed his eyes towards you as he growled.
"... if you want to help me out, you gotta go down on your knees and crawl for your master. " he pointed downward and wiggled his long finger.
" Go on baby…" you watch his cock twitch with excitement as he rubs himself.
You drop down with no hesitation as you begin to crawl towards him.
His smirk grew so wide once you finally reached him.
You lick the white liquid off the floor and onto his dirty pants.
"Filthy whore~ " he pet your head softly as you look up at him.
You lick the salty creamy goodness as you lick your fingers as well realize how his cum tastes pretty good.
You get up quickly as he raises his brow again, you pull both your pants and panties off. You start to straddle him, putting both your thick thighs on the side of his thigh and onto the ratty couch.
" can I ride you handsome~? " he purrs sweetly at you as he grabs your hips and pulls you downward where his cock should be, inside your tight warm pussy.
" since you ask nicely. "No warning slammed you downward, making you gasp at the fullness and girth, you cry out, holding onto his lean shoulders.
" but I'm not going give you an easy level… no I think you can handle a hard challenge don't you think? "
Compress
You were running at the park, it was pretty fresh and chilly at this late hour. You stretch your legs a bit as you sigh softly.
You grab your water bottle to quench your thirst, the nice cold liquid running down your throat as you smile softly.
You hear a groan as you watch the area.
No one is around, it sounds like the person is in pain, you keep following the noise as it gets more and more vocal the more you follow it.
You trip over something as you hear the loud grunt-like noise.
" sir are you oka-... " you freeze up to see the man was masked and was the infamous mr.compress, you happen to lay on top of him in the bushes. What the hell is he doing?? You turn over away from him quickly, your eyes widened as you see his pants were fully around his knees, his cock was in his hand.
He was breathing heavily as you tilt your head in confusion. Why is he masturbating in a park and why was he by himself??
" ahh… sorry darling, I didn't mean to disturb you." He bows his head as he begins to pull his pants up.
You bite your lips as you stop him fast, why did you stop a villain, you could have run away?? Your brain was screaming at you as you shake your thoughts out of your head.
You lean in to begin licking him, it's confused  both of you but your mind was filled with dirty thoughts when you saw him and his pretty cock.
You pant softly as you lick the vein of his cock, grab the base as you stroke him.
You tease his tip as you lick in circles motion as he lean back and groan out.
" my.. my.. you're very sweet darling~ " you look up at him with a smile, with his cock in your mouth.
You push down to take more of him, you play with his balls as you gag on him.
You pull away as you give him your biggest puppy dog eyes.
" Can we continue this at my place~? " You tilt your head at him as you lick your lips.
He hums softly as he grabs your chin pulling you towards him.
" of course darling~ "
Spinner 
You were alone at the lov headquarters, it's your job to be a maid and clean everything.
You sigh softly as you get annoyed at shigaraki bossing you around whenever you clean something and he'll get pissed if you don't clean it right.
You rub the sweat of your forehead as you groan out.
You're heading towards the restroom as you're not expecting much.
Just an empty room right? You open the door to see one of Shigaraki's comrades in the shower.
Your eyes widened, he was fully naked and was leaning his back on the wall, that didn't surprise you no it was the fact that he has two penises out, they both look light pink.
Has some glans on the tips and some bumps on the side of his cocks.
He leans towards you as he begins to realize you were there.
"Shit…. I-I.. " he begins to cover himself as he feels embarrassed and you don't know what to do.
" I… I'm sorry!! " You quickly slam the door shut, you feel bad for walking in on him.
But you couldn't help but rub your thighs together and just imagine what it would be like to take it both at the same time.
You knock the door softly, there is no response as you open the door.
You see spinner freeze up in fear as he covers himself.
" You know, you don't have to hide from me~" you walk in as he starts to blush red.
You lock the door as you remove your clothes off, spinner's eyes wide as his mouth drops like a cartoon character. You couldn't help but giggle at him.
You come towards him as you put your hands on his scaly knees then move it towards his cheeks as you gently caress him.
" Do you wanna have sex with me? " You know it wouldn't be that simple for you to ask anyone that and you barely know him, your eyes clouded with lust as you bite your lips.
"... y-yess!! I would like that please. " he whimpered softly as he began to turn more red.
He gently pulled you into his lap as he looked away from you.
" only if you're okay with it.. " you giggle at his shyness as you kiss him softly.
" I'm okay with it~ " you put your head on his as you grab his cock and stroke him a bit, the pants fill the room as you get into it.
You roll your tongue out as you're hungry for him inside you already.
You gently push down on him as you moan out.
" shit-.. it feels…" he leaned back as he groaned, grabbing your hips tight.
"Fuck~... it's feel amazing. "You give him more kisses as you coo at him.
" you're so beautiful Shuichi~ " you puff as he feels hot all over.
" I'm not beautiful… " you giggle at him more, he's such a cutie.
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dorkszn · 2 months
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KENMA K, atsumu m, tsukishima k, satoru g, todo a, TOMURA S, SPINNER, vanessa m, michael a, SANEMI S, TENGEN U, eddie m, NARUTO U, deidara, OBITO U, KURT K, peter parker, JOHN L, phillip h, and all your other favs <3
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lesinquietes · 5 months
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Imagine Shigaraki forcibly taking you as his pet and everyone in the League is kinda chill about it — except Spinner.
Tw; abusive behaviour, angst, kidnapping, noncon (implied), yandere
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The others don’t notice the little things he does. They don’t see the marks peeking out beneath your sparse clothing, or the haunted expressions that overtake you when you think no one’s paying attention. He does, though; he blames his perceptive nature.
Unfortunately, noticing these sorts of things are conflicting when the root of the problem is his friend. On one hand, he wants to support Tomura’s pursuits. He’s always believed them to be noble, even if they’ve diverged from rationality. Spinner would proudly declare him a close confidant. On the other, he knows that Stain wouldn’t do something like this to a civilian, and didn’t he enter the League under the premise that he would uphold his ideals? It’s conflicting. But the more he watches Shigaraki traumatize you, the more he realizes he’s condoning something terribly wrong.
So, what does he do? Try to reason with his boss, of course. It’s not like he has any other viable options.
He catches Tomura leaving the dining room one evening. It’s perfect. Everyone else is either asleep or away. The conversation seems to go well at first; then, it takes a spin into the dark side.
It turns out AFO was the one who told him to capture you, that your purpose is stress relief so he can operate the League. Tomura makes it clear that something big is going to happen soon. Things are going to change. He knows what he does to you — how he takes his frustrations out on your mind and body — may not be just, but it’ll help them achieve their goal of overthrowing hero society.
For a moment, Spinner asks himself if the ends justify the means. He ponders what Stain would say, if he were here instead of locked away in Tartarus. Would he say there’s a better way? Would he propose a cleaner execution to achieve the objective?
But Shigaraki is his own man. As much as he wants to compare the two, it’s unjust and incomplete of him. He chooses to trust Tomura’s judgement, even though his gut directs him otherwise.
He’s tries to ignore your whimpers at night, and whenever Tomura gets a bit too rough with you in a tense meeting. He tries to turn a blind eye to the way you glance anxiously around the room of villains, searching for someone who gives a damn — all you get in return is the likes of Dabi leering at you. But what he finds the most difficult to deflect is when you sob as Tomura drags you away, no doubt to his bedroom for a few hours to diffuse his souring mood.
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manias-wordcount · 6 months
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Angel's Use (Hawks, Twice, Dabi, Mr. Compress, Spinner, Tomura Shigaraki)
Kinktober 2023 Day Thirty-One: (Dub-Con) Free Use
𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗢𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗦𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 || 𝘁𝘄𝗼 || 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 || 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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“Twice…? Is she okay?”
You know… 
“Angel-chan? She’s fine, she likes doing this. Little whore isn’t fully house-trained! Let’s teach a lesson!”
  Hawks used to be one of your favorite heroes. 
Hearing his voice asking if you were okay, it reminded you of that feeling. Of that little fondness you had for him. The fact that he was your age helped a lot. But it’s hard not to fall in love with someone that cute and charming. The deep pockets were a plus, and the fact that he was such a hard worker out in the field made you like him so easily. He saved lives, just like you did. And for a girl with a boring life and boring job, that was enough of a connection to get a crush going almost instantly after his debut all those years ago.
But right now? You can’t even look at him. But he looks at you. He’s been looking at you a lot.
And you can’t blame him. You really can’t.
You were declared dead a couple of months ago. That’s what Kurogiri told you. That you’re supposed to be a ghost. That you’re not supposed to exist anymore. A pretty little nurse with a powerful quirk goes missing one night. Only for an unidentifiable body to appear in the same place a couple of days later. With a case as strange as yours, heroes were bound to take notice. Bound to remember. And bound to call the authorities if you’re ever seen again. So they’ve always taken precautions when it came to you. Always made sure that you weren’t seen. Weren’t heard. Weren’t anything to anyone outside of the walls of the hideout.
So you’d like to think that that’s the reason why one of the best heroes in Japan is staring at you so intently. You’d like to think it’s because he recognizes you. Or that he’s trying to gauge what’s the best way to rescue you from this hell. You’d like to think that. But the truth is that it’s getting hard to think nowadays. It’s getting hard to use your head clearly. To parse through those muddled thoughts of yours. To move past all the tasks and distractions in front of you. And right now, you can feel his gaze on you. It’s strong and intense and so, so hard to ignore. Just like it’s hard to ignore the humiliation you can’t help but feel. 
After all, it’s not like it’s every day that your only hope of rescue gets to see you lazily suck another man’s dick like some toy.
But you can’t help the feeling. Just like you can’t help the position. You try to block it out. You try to block it all out. But the farthest you manage to get is letting the words around you dull into nothingness. You’re still very aware of where you are. Of what you’re doing. Of who they are. No matter how hard you try to block it out, you still feel the cool, smooth feeling of leather against your bare, heated as you lay on your stomach with your head in Twice’s lap. You still feel the rumble of the man’s heartbeat and breath, and he speaks to Hawks without so much of a care for your existence. You still feel the openness- the vulnerable feeling of being laid out on the couch of the common room like some toy. Lips wrapped around a dick and tongue flickering up against it as people all around you go about their lives. As if you aren’t there. As if you were meant to be there.
Above you, Twice’s chest rumbles, as if he was told a good joke. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Hawk’s golden-eyed gaze turned to you. Expression concerned, but masked fairly well. But you don’t look at it for long. Instead, you find yourself squeezing your eyes shut and bobbing your head down to take a more active role and pleasuring one of your captors. 
Twice’s deep-chested laugh turns into a moan, and one of his hands comes to rest in your hair. A grip so gentle. A touch so sweet. You could have forgotten that he was a villain. For just a moment. For just a minute. For just a second. But you didn’t.
Instead, you squeeze your eyes shut a little tighter. Maybe if you try to deep-throat him right now, no one will know just where exactly your tears are coming from. Maybe if you bury your face even lower in Twice’s lap, Hawks will stop looking at you. Maybe he’ll even forget you. Maybe you’ll forget you too. But you don’t. You can’t.
“Get Angel’s attention.”
The world hates you far too much for you to receive your peace.
“I want my turn.” The familiar sound of Dabi’s voice breaks you out of your thoughts. All of a sudden, everything that felt dull and far away felt closer. Louder. Clearer. You become hyperaware of your surroundings. Of the salty taste in your mouth. Of the TV playing the twenty-four-hour news cycle playing quietly. Of the palms that are so rough and so hot they burn coming to grab at your waist and easing you into lifting up your hips. At that, your fight or flight kicks in. You breathe labors, and before you know it, you’re pulling your mouth off of Twice’s dick to look behind you. You can hear the man’s two-sided comments. The gentle side of him’s disappointed sigh. And his other side calling you a whore. But right now? “You don’t mind if I come through the back door, don’t you, Angel?”
There’s something bigger and scarier than Twice happening behind you. 
You can’t help the fear that overtakes you in that moment. The whimper that leaks through your throat as your hands ball up into fists and your bottom lip quivers. The look Dabi is giving you behind his messy dark hair- it isn’t unfamiliar. You’ve seen that same emotion in those pretty blue eyes of his. You’ve seen it since the first day you met him. But now you’re not as stupid. You’re not as naive. And you’re much more willing to scoot back and get on your knees and relax. Well, try to relax. There’s oh but so much you can do when you’re telling yourself that you have to sit face down, ass up for a serial murderer and pyromaniac. All to live. All to live.
Out of the corner of vision again, you notice Hawks. His feathers have ruffled. Ever so slightly- an action almost too quick to catch. But you noticed it. And Dabi did too. Because a second later he’s laughing. And a second later, you’re turning your head away from him. From both of them. Your gaze falls back in front of you. At Twice’s cock, sitting angry and red and wet, and messy and forgotten as it rest on the man’s abdomen. Leaking a pearly trail of precum onto his stomach. You already miss it. He’s only a couple inches away and you already miss him. Because even if he’s like the rest of the men in this hideout who use your body so freely for their own desires, at least Twice is gentle with you. At least he’s kind to you. 
But as the sound of a zipper hits your ears, and something thick and hard and just way too big starts prodding at your anus, you know that there’s no saving you today. No going back to just laying naked on the couch and warming someone’s cock. No going back to hoping you won’t be perceived by the golden boy hero who only recently turned to the dark side. There’s only your pain. There’s only someone else’s pleasure. Taking from you. Tainting you. Torturing you. 
“Fuck, that’s it, sweetheart.”
Until it’s someone else’s turn.
“You’re still so tight back here, hmm?” You hear Dabi rumble from behind you. Voice low and sultry as his hands pull you closer and closer to him as your body swallows inch after inch with loud cries. The stretch- it burns. More than the heat from his scarred, scarred hands. From the fire alight in his eyes every single time he looks at you. More than anything in the world. And this stretch- this sudden fullness fills you up from behind like an invasive species taking over what was never theirs in the first place- it tugs at you from the pits of your stomach. It screams for attention. It begs for your tears. For your embarrassment to grow. And you can’t ignore this feeling. You can’t ignore this pain. They may have broken you to be their toy, but angels can’t be killed so easily. “Spinner was back here less than a week ago, and yet I can just barely fit. Perfect little whore.”
No matter how many times you wish for death. 
“Hey!” 
At the call of his name, Spinner responds from somewhere else in the bar. You hear his footsteps, heavy and hard pad over to where the couch is. But you can’t see him as he starts bickering with Dabi. You’re far too busy breathing out deeply. Whining and wriggling and whimpering oh-so-loudly as Dabi bottoms out inside of your ass. Now, all you can think about is the pan and how it heightens every sensation around you. How it turns your mind into mush and brings the heat to your cheeks as you wish for nothing more for it to be over. For you to disappear between the couch cushions. So much so that you barely even notice the hand reach out and brushing its fingers against yours. 
But you do notice. And you know it belongs to Twice. Offering the smallest amount of comfort possible to you. But it’s something you can’t appreciate. Something you can’t even savor. Because before you know it, Dabi’s moving his hands off your hips and wrapping them around your waist. In one fell swoop, you’re being flipped. Your position changes. And somehow the dick in your ass manages to bury itself even further inside of you. And oh, how you cry out. Oh, how you thrash. But Dabi’s got you locked in his lap now as he lays back against the couch. He’s got your legs spread nice and wide with your pretty, little pussy on display and his cock plugging up your other hole. He’s got his head buried in your neck, and the scent of ash and smoke surrounding him. Clinging to him. Tighter than the death grip he has locked around your waist. Tighter than the leash that all of them have on you. 
“At least I used lube,” Spinner starts to brag, voice proud and tone haughty. As if it’s some type of accomplishment. From this new position, you’re able to eye Spinner a little better. You’re able to see everyone and everything a little better. Compared to having your face pressed into the couch. But you don’t want to see any of them. You don’t want to think of any of them. You don’t. You just don’t. “Angel-chan like it when I use her ass because I’m gentle with her. Isn’t that right, Angel-chan?”
You can’t help it. You shake your head no at Spinner’s words. Wildly, with a few whimpers here and there as your body continues to struggle against the iron-like grip Dabi has on you. But he’s too busy laughing at your complete and utter rejection. Too busy laughing at you. 
“You really think a girl like her would enjoy being impaled by those monstrous things?“ A new voice enters the fray. And despite the fact that your brain is getting a little fuzzier and fuzzier as Dabi ultimately allows you to adjust to his size, you’re able to turn a half-lidded gaze to another part of the room to watch Mr. Compress approach you. With the mask on, it’s hard to tell where he’s looking. Or what he’s thinking. But for a second, you swear you manage to catch sight of a bulge from his pants. And you promise you’re that you’re not dreaming when you say that his gaze must have been watching the rise and fall of your chest so, so carefully. Taking in the slight jiggle of your boobs. The way your lips part. The way your expression clouds more and more. The way pain is starting to melt away into pleasure. “Perhaps you don’t remember her screams. I’m sure our neighbor do.”
Spinner starts getting offended at that. He shoots off a few choice words at Mr. Compress. But it’s Dabi who fires back at him. Making a big show of whatever he said by accenting with a roll of his hips. One that causes you to arch your bag and cry out- nearly fighting out of his grip. But those warm hands of his spread across your stomach. Holding you in place. Forcing you to do nothing but watch as others watch you. So that’s what you do.
First, your gaze falls back on Twice’s. He’s still in the same position you left him. Still harder than ever to read with that mask on his face. But now his head is tilted in the direction that makes his direct line of sight where you and Dabi’s bodies are joined. And his hand- the one that you guessed was previously reaching out to you? It’s now wrapped around his cock. Stroking at it lazily. Getting off to the mere sight of you. It makes your embarrassment grow even more. It makes your blood boil even hotter. At the end of the day, you can’t be stupid. At the end of the day, you have to remember that he’s just another man. That he’s just another one of your captors. Just another one who will likely be slipping his dick inside of one of your holes again in a couple of days. Maybe even a couple of hours. 
But then your mind starts to wander. And your eyes start to too. And suddenly your gaze is on one of Japan’s top heroes. And it’s like all the words and noise and things around you start to fade away. Because Hawks is looking at you too. He’s watching you carefully. Drinking you in slowly. And you start to have hope that the emotion in his eyes is anger. That it’s outrage. At the sight of these men speaking about you and your body so freely. So easily. And it starts to make you hope. That your old favorite hero will live up to your beliefs. That your old favorite hero will rise from the ashes and the darkness. And that he’ll save you.
So you ask him for that. You look into his face and you think not about how handsome he is. You look into his face and think not about how warm and comforting his voice is. You just look into his face- you look into his bright, golden eyes and you ask him. You beg him to save you. To be the one who returns you to light. Who saves you from this hell. To save you from them. But then the unthinkable happens. The unexpected. The impossible.
Your hero. Your supposed savior- he looks away. 
And for a second, you think you see it in his eyes. You think you see it. The guilt. But even more than that? The arousal. And the growing tent in his pants that’s almost impossible for you to ignore. Impossible for you to imagine. So you don’t ignore it. You internalize it. You think about it. You think about what his arousal means. You think about his refusal to move- to lift a finger, a feather in your direction. 
You think about the way he can’t even look at you right now too.
And the tears that you were previously shedding? They start to come out a little faster than before. It’s okay though. You let them. For your sake. For your pain.
But a moment later, your view of Hawks is being disrupted. And you don’t put up much of a fight. You can’t put up much of a fight. You won’t. Because the feeling of being failed by the one person who could have saved you has already started to set in. And there’s already someone else- there’s already Mr. Compress tilting your head in another direction, putting two fingers out and telling you to “Suck, sweetheart”, as Spinner grabs a fist full of your hair and holds it up in a ponytail for you. Now, Dabi’s hards are reaching down your body. No longer holding you possessively. Instead, giving out a chance to share as he takes two fingers and parts your lower lips to give the person now standing in front of you an easier chance to slide into your awaiting little pussy. Eager as can be.
All these eyes are on you. All these hands on you. Giving you attention. Giving you pleasure. Giving you pain. Every now and then your eyes will slide to someone’s face. To read their expression. To read their bodies as they enjoy yours. Yet every single time, you’re met with the same dazed expressions. The same lust-filled eyes. The same devious smiles. Taking ownership of your body. Taking your body. Everywhere you look. Everywhere you turn. And somehow, it gets easier. It gets easier to pretend that you like it. It gets easier to tolerate. It gets easier to survive. To zone it all out. To take it all in. To moan the way they like it. To cry the way they want you to. To take it like a good girl. Like the angel you are to them. 
And now, with Tomura standing in front of you, lining up his cock and pushing inside of your warm, wet pussy- reserved just for him, you swear that the feeling from before has gotten easier. In between his distracting words of praise and calls of your nickname. In between your moans and groans and gasps and whimpers and cries of pain. Of pleasure. You swear that little by little it’s gotten easier. That the stretch is more bearable. That the pain has lessened. That the tears have dried. 
“Good Angel-chan,” Tomura murmurs at you while sinking himself inside you with a lewd, lewd groan of his own. You hiccup on the fingers you’re sucking on, but your body responds accordingly. It responds as it was trained to do. “Angel-pussy is the best. And it’s all mine.”
It’s the only way you can survive after all.
But try as you might, you don’t think it’ll ever go away. You don’t think it’ll ever fade either. Because he knows as much as you know. That while you’d expect it from monsters like them…
… it’s impossible to forget that even now, Hawks is using you too.
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youriocalsimp · 2 months
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The absolute look of hurt on jins face when his “friend” pins him down :((
even beneath the mask you can tell how hurt he is
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I really wish that Jin didn’t do anything to stop Hawks, but then again, it wouldn’t be Jin if he hadn’t done that.
“Toga… I can’t… double anymore…”
that hurt me so much
He had a shitty life, and for Hawks to go and say that it was bad, is really putting salt on the wound. Like, that wasn’t necessary, dude! 🙁
He was such a sweet guy, but was also used as comedic relief. 🥲
rest in peace sweet boy
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bloodypeachblog · 1 year
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Random idea: here are the LOV as parents to your child. (this is written as female reader btw [no she/her, but pregnancy], so feel free to use your imagination!) [Also, this may be a long one, so I hope you got a few minutes]
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Dabi: Now this guy has no clue on how to be a good father due to his past, but what he does know is to not do what his dad did. When he finds out you're pregnant with his kid, he feels pissed off at first, but after thinking it over, he decides that he's okay with it. When you try to do something, he'll go and do it for you, out of frustration/annoyance and calls you a 'dumbass' for not asking him. He goes with you wherever you go as a 'bodyguard'. He relishes in the fact that he can use this as ammo against Endeavor, being a better father than his ever was. When he holds the baby for the first time after its born, he'll never show it (maybe a little grin), but this man has melted and he is smitten over his child. He's not one for baby talk or peekaboo, so he talks to his child like an adult, nix the cursing of course. When he and his child are alone, he tells it stories about his childhood and how he doesn't want them to go through what he did.
Verdict: emotionally distant, but an okay father.
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Spinner: Totally clueless, he's still practically a child himself. When you tell him you're pregnant, he wonders how the hell that happened (he doesn't know how deep his quirk affects his genetics) and worries about how the kid will be treated if it ended up looking like him and if he'll be a good father or not. Poor lil ball of anxiety. You have to calm him down by telling him you'll be there to help and that no one is a perfect parent and that's okay. After calming down, he soon grows to the idea of having a little him or you around. He will constantly ask you how you're feeling and if you need anything, just a nervous sweetheart. Your pregnant belly is his favorite pillow to rest his head on while he's playing games. When he feels a kick, he feels a bit of satisfaction knowing that he put that in there. Once the baby is born, he is surprised that it's fully human. The minute he holds the baby and sees that it has his eyes, he starts crying, but tries to be manly about it. Little one grows up not being afraid of lizards or snakes because of their daddy. Spinner has his kid in his lap or sleeping on him while playing video games, gently putting them on a pillow nearby before raging over a loss in the game.
Verdict: worried but good gamer dad
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Twice: Oh man, this guy. You tell him you're pregnant, he is over the moon, hugging and kissing you. You're a seen how he acts around Toga, so you had no worries on his abilities. He'll be present at every doctor's appointment (or at least ask you many questions about them or have toga go with you if he can't make some of them) and you two have so much fun picking out names for it. This guy will be so protective of you that it's adorable and he will be your servant, doing whatever you ask. When he sees the baby for the first time, he is immediately in love. He will be a blubbering mess when he holds them. He does all the baby talk and peekaboos and is not ashamed of it. Later on, these two are inseparable. Partners in crime. (Seriously, this man deserves to have a loving partner and family after all the shit he's been through).
Verdict: all-time Dad of the Year award recipient
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Mr. Compress: Awkward dad. He never thought about having kids, didn't even want any. Until he met you. When you tell him you're pregnant, he is overjoyed. If this man treated you like a princess before, you have been upgraded to queen/goddess status. He is your servant; man will not let you lift a finger. Deep down, he is panicking over what to do or how to be a dad. But once he has his child in his arms, the yellow man is a mellow man. In love right away. Loves to show the baby little magic tricks, which earns him giggles and smiles, the best reaction. Lil one is his #2 fan, #1 being you, but it's a close call.
Verdict: may start out awkward, but soon becomes a good dad.
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Shigaraki: okay, we all know the trauma he went through. When he finds out you're pregnant, he gets angry. The kind of anger where he has to walk away before unleashing it, but not before having an argument with you. But you know that deep down, this man is terrified. He wants to be happy, but is too scared of hurting the little one or it hating him. You console him and tell him that things will work out alright and that you'll be there with him to help. All he does after that is lay his head on your belly and start crying. He'll later on brag about you being pregnant to his colleagues. He will have other people, if not him, do anything you ask. If anyone tries to hurt you or the baby, their ass becomes ash. Is a bit weirded out when he feels the baby kick for the first time. Once that baby is born, he falls to pieces, ready to die for this child. Baby can be seen playing with one of Shiggy's severed hands at some point and Kurogiri babysitting it once in a while. That kid will grow up to be Shigaraki's little apprentice, someone wanting to be just like their daddy.
Verdict: not the best dad in the world, but he's trying. Does a much better job after his awakening. Just keep the baby away from AFO.
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thehusbandoden · 5 months
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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)
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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)
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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."
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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."
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I’m not sorry for this
To celebrate taking over the plf, the men from the league of villains decided to “reward” themselves, with you being their prize.
Which is how you found yourself in a orgy with five of the members.
Dabi is beneath you, his arms wrapped around your waist, licking and sucking your tits while you bounce your pussy on his cock. Behind you, Shigaraki pounds into your ass, both hands spanking and groping each cheek. In front of you, Compress fucks your mouth, one hand gently holding your head up by your hair while the other massages his sack for extra stimulation. On your right side, you hold Twice’s cock in your hand, rubbing his shaft until his head is thrown back, groaning in pleasure. On your left, you do the same with Spinner, and he whimpers when you stroke his tip with your thumb. After every orgasm, they all switch places and manhandle you in different positions. You’re covered in so much sweat and cum that you don’t know which is yours or theirs. You’ve lost count of how many rounds you’ve had.
You’re so stuffed and full that you can barely concentrate, too lost in the ecstasy of having all your holes filled. You love being used like this, being the league’s personal cocksleeve, being stretched out and overstimulated until you’re a fucked out, cum-drunk mess. You know you’ll be sore in the morning but when you’re this high on sex, the consequences don’t matter to you.
You belong to them, and your body is theirs to do with as they please ❤️
I can’t fucking breathe-
ANON WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME ON THESE LATE NIGHT HOURS BRO
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Omg I need more of this, first threesome and now orgy? You guys are the WORSTT ASOAJSKANSKANSOAKS
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Here’s a Dabi drawing I did a while ago!!
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mamayan · 9 months
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Hi there, how are u? It's me, anon 🌲. Do you write specific scenarios? Like, someday, the crush of Shigaraki/Dabi/Spinner is on LOV hideout and Muscular starts flirting with her (but she was visibly bothered) and when she tries to leave, Muscular pulls her into a forced kiss and after that she shows disgust and finally manages to physically leave. I wonder how they would react. (Btw, I really like your writing, thanks for accepting my other request).
Hello Anon 🌲, hope you’re doing well 💕 I absolutely will do a specific scenario! I’m feeling mini blurbs right now, so we’ll go with that!
Warnings: NONE!
Tag list: @sharpcheddarcheese
Shigaraki Tomura
He was originally not mindful of Muscular’s behavior, the villain familiar with the other’s straight forward and albeit different way of interacting with others. He knew you could handle yourself, confident that Muscular wouldn’t be trying to start any fights and ruin their hideout or something ridiculous.
He didn’t account for other intentions though. Truly not even fathoming that Muscular was trying to seduce you.
You. His.
Your back was to him across the bar, Muscular’s towering form standing in front of you with his arms crossed and smirk on his sharp features. Tomura mindlessly acknowledged his interaction with you, looking up from his switch momentarily to take in your pretty form from behind in. Never mind how his gaze dropped to your ass, he was just checking on you.
His gaze returned to his switch, focusing again on his game as the news played on low, mingling with the noises the other members made to create the perfect white noise for him to focus.
It wasn’t until your voice slightly raised that his eyes snapped up again, finding your form attempting to step back, stopped by a massive hand on your bicep. It’s quick, he hardly has time to stand up before you’re being pulled forcibly into and up towards Muscular, his hulking form overshadowing you and your yelp muffled by his lips.
Time seemed to freeze for him.
Except his body was moving faster than his mind, his hand raised, all five fingers ready to dust this mother fucker-
“Shigaraki-sama!” It’s Kurogiri which saves Muscular’s life.
He’s pulled back to reality as Kurogiri teleports Muscular away from his raised hand, his loyal but stupid underling standing protectively in front of you, as if he’d ever hurt you.
“Move” he ordered.
“Shigaraki-sama, please think—”
“I said move!” While Kurogiri certainly wanted only the best for him, he still dutifully stepped aside, at least comforted by Tomura’s more calm demeanor now. It’d certainly been a while since Tomura had any outbursts of rage or immaturity, so he was given the benefit of the doubt.
You’d tripped over a chair in your panic, the shock of Muscular’s forceful assault, Kurogiri pushing you back, and your boss now towering over you so menacingly you wondered if you were going to be killed for insulting him somehow.
Except he holds out his left hand, a half glove covering his pinky offered and not his fully uncovered hand.
Tomura is quiet, face impassive as you take the offered hand and he, surprisingly gently, helps you up.
“Boss…” your cautious tone and weary eyes have his chest constricting painfully, but he’s still infused with rage and no real outlet. The hand which helped you up is quick to grab your jaw and force you forward, shock keeping you pliant and not fighting out of his hold, and fear he’ll use his other hand to make you obedient.
“See her, Muscular?” His ruby gaze, framed by dark circles and his messy bangs, stare straight at the blonde who had been moved across the room. The man looked a bit manic, grinning and crouched as if ready to fight.
“Let me catch or hear you approach her again for anything not mission related…” his face turns nasty, gripping your face a little tighter despite the way you trembled in his hold, “I’ll fucking send you to hell.” His smile is grotesque, filled with nearly unrestrained malice and rage.
You’re manhandled out of the bar, dragged by Tomura towards his room. You aren’t really given a confession, but it’s not hard to put the pieces together to know he was jealous.
Dabi
Like a cat to a mouse, Dabi is always tracking your movement and actions whether you’re aware of it or not. He’s not overtly obvious most of the time, but occasionally he likes to make you uncomfortable with his proximity and wicked gaze.
It’s actually quite difficult for Muscular to approach you at all. Dabi’s ability to manipulate the room and his areas of contact incredibly well. Normally, you’re in the company of Toga or Magne, or within his near grasp. He’s not easy to slip past, nor is Toga or Magne, but today you’d returned from a successful intel collection early and were reporting to Shigaraki. Even Dabi can’t control some things, much to his displeasure, so there you were… unattended.
Ironic for a villain like you.
It left you wide open for Muscular’s approach, Dabi not present yet, as the enormous blonde villain pitched his shot.
Unsurprisingly, you aren’t impressed. Visibly recoiling at his attempt to further invade your space, and spiking your irritation. Rules are rules though, and quarreling amongst each other is frowned upon, especially within the hideout. So, like a reasonable adult, you try to remove yourself from the situation. Not that it works, Muscular clearly unfazed by your rejection and repulsion towards him. His meaty palm and fingers digging into the fabric of your top and yanking you towards him violently, his eyes wild with disdain and humor as his lips connect with yours, teeth clashing painfully as you bite your tongue and blood fills your mouth.
Dabi chooses that moment to stroll in, hands stuffed in his pockets, posture relaxed as he surveys the room upon entry.
Just to see Muscular’s piece of shit actions and set him off.
Rules are damned before this man, crusty face could whine all he wants, as a hot iron fist connects swiftly across Muscular’s face. Skin and tendon are charred, Muscular’s quirk in overdrive to protect the bones in his face from shattering. It sends Muscular a few steps away from you as he catches his balance and looks up in surprise at Dabi’s blatant display of hostility. Despite Dabi’s full toothed grin on display, his eyes were taunting as his flames licked away at his purple skin.
Dabi’s free hand easily wraps around your waist, a steel bar more than anything to keep you where he wants you and not scampering away like you enjoy doing. Keep the peace and all that, despite this shit hole being a gang of villains.
“Hey fuck face, did you lose something?” His teasing could easily be misinterpreted as his usual display of disrespectful playfulness, but his tone gave away his inner fury. Someone touched his toy. That’s all the reason he needs to light someone up.
Muscular chuckles, aware of Dabi’s blatant display of childish possessiveness over you, enjoying riling up his powerful ally.
“No, I don’t think did.” His booming laugh only has Dabi’s staples pulling at his skin painfully, his grin too wide to be anything but a display of aggression.
“Ah, then you must want to lose something!” His attitude of eliminate the irritant clearly shared, but both men are disrupted by Kurogiri’s appearance.
“Need I remind you gentleman of the rules?” Despite being unable to see his expression, it’s not hard to guess that the smokey villain is displeased. Shigaraki not too far away focused on the scene, but quite and observant for now.
“Pussy” Dabi chuckles, still smiling but unmoving until Muscular finally throws his hands up playfully, making a show of leaving despite his eyes saying otherwise. Even with the big man gone, Dabi’s grip on you doesn’t loosen, if anything it becomes tighter.
“Dabi…?” Your curious question finally brings that dangerous gaze over to you. He looks pissed even smiling. Were you really so damn stupid? He’d thought you smarter than this.
“What’s wrong doll? Upset I sent your boyfriend away?” He’s baiting you, it’s obvious he is, but it could spell bad news if you aren’t careful in answering. Thankfully, you’re at least semi-versed in dealing with the flame wielding psychopath.
“Thank you” wise words, appealing to his ego and not taking the bait either.
He sneers, finally dropping the false smile and showing a hint of his true displeasure. “Next time, I’m incinerating the doped up piece of shit.” He’s leading you out of the bar now, hand still around your waist like a vice and keeping you close. He’s visibly calmer with you in his grasp, his movements dragging you into a hallway not often used by other members.
You’re rudely pressed up against the wall, Dabi’s frame caging you in as he looks at you with those eyes so similar to his flames. Blue but radiating a dangerous heat.
“Now, how are you going to repay me for cleaning these lips he sullied?” His question can’t be answered, not when he’s smashing his own lips passionately against your own. A possessive grip around your throat a reminder to who you belong to.
Spinner
He’s in the middle of playing video games with the boss when it happens, Muscular’s unwanted advances and kiss.
It leaves him reeling, as he looks up just in time to see the massive blonde smash his lips to yours, your hands pressed against the man’s chest to try and push him off. It’s all Spinner really needs to confirm it’s not welcome, and inwardly he’s grateful it isn’t welcome. He’s on Muscular in an instant, enraged at the display of aggression and assault of your lips as a member of the League. He might not have been as angry had it been Toga or some one else, but it was you and he hadn’t even been able to confess yet, let alone be turned down.
Muscular easily dodges, his movements taking him away from your figure as you remove yourself from the scene, viciously wiping your lips in disgust.
It doesn’t get past Spinner’s eyes, his mask not hiding the way they narrowed at Muscular in rage. Spinner’s scales itched at the way Muscular was looking at you.
“Hey asshole! You tryin’ to pick’a fight with me?” He’s crouched and ready to knock the shit out of Muscular, who also doesn’t back down, grinning.
“I don’t see how it’s your business kid.”
That was the wrong thing to say, especially because it was said in front of you. Spinner has no hard feelings towards Muscular normally, but the blatant disrespect for you and himself wasn’t going to slide.
“You’re wrong if you think I ain’t gonna kick your ass—”
“I’d like to see it! Show me some blood kid!”
“OUT!” Spinner and Muscular are gone in the blink of an eye. Kicked from the hideout to prevent any damage or drawn attention. Kurogiri briefly muttering lowly about immaturity and such, before moving back to his earlier position behind the bar. Shigaraki remained impassive, though mildly irritated. His red eyes looked at you, as if you intentionally caused this mess.
You rolled your eyes, shrugging as if it couldn’t be helped, but you were inwardly concerned for Spinner.
Your worries were for naught. He was back in less than an hour, drenched and complaining about a fountain which was his landing spot. Muscular did not return, but you couldn’t help the smile of gratitude you sent Spinner’s way. If the the masked villain could blush, he would’ve, but it wasn’t hard to tell he was flustered by the way he slightly panicked under your stare. It only made your smile grow founder, his antics cute despite the rough attitude he adopted.
You corner him later in the evening before he leaves for the night, blocking his path in the empty hallway with arms spread… because he has escaped before by sliding past you. You wouldn’t be shocked if he pulled more moves out of his pocket to evade you, but thankfully he’s too shocked by the encounter to properly dodge your attack.
He’s pinned now, to the wall, your arms on either side of him. A full kabedon.
“W-what are you playin’ at?!” He looks mildly horrified, eyes visibly wider as he so gently goes to move you back, hands appropriately on your shoulders. You don’t budge, because he’s using enough force to push a feather and it’s not hardly enough to constitute him wanting away from you. In fact, inwardly he’s melting, because you’re so willingly close to him right now. He’s not sure if you’re here to threaten him though, because he did butt into your business which you could’ve handled on your own. He didn’t think you were weak by any means! Nor was he trying to say with his actions you couldn’t do an even better job of kicking Muscular’s ass than him! Because you could!
He can’t sweat, but if he could, he’d be even more drenched than he was by the fountain. Nervous and awaiting your berating of his actions.
It doesn’t come.
Instead, Spinner is shocked senseless by something soft pressing against him, and so warm too. You. You were pressing up against him, and he was ready to shake right out of his skin! His brain short circuits, unable to lift a single claw to stop your soft lips from pressing against the side of his face, a cheek kiss!
“Thanks, but next time let me get in trouble, we gotta split it up evenly ya know?” Your sweet giggle and scent already had him in heaven, but your reasoning to split up the trouble was even more heart melting. Like partners in crime?!
His imagination is left to run wild, his body still frozen in place against the wall even as you leave.
Did the kiss mean you like him too or…?
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imagineanime2022 · 5 days
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League Of Villains With An S/O Like Marceline The Vampire Queen
Tomura Shigaraki X Reader, Dabi X Reader, Spinner X Reader
Requested: @supernatural-hunter1
Request: I’m thinking the LOV (Dabi, Spinner and Shigaraki) with a girlfriend, who has a vampire quirk like Marceline, the vampire queen (from Adventure Time) she has a bass guitar in a shape of an axe, she’s a great singer, she can fly, and she only drinks the color red (or eat the color)
Tomura Shigaraki
🤚 You were introduced to Shigaraki when you were young and as you started to develop your quirk became his protector. 🤚 He’d often find that his hand rested on your neck, two fingers over the bite marks in your neck. He matched skin tones with someone… Even if they were a vampire. 🤚 Indifferent to the guitar really, he often thinks that it gets in the way on more stealthy missions but he liked that you were able to fight without it, and found more joy in watching you punch someone across the room. 🤚 Sometimes people didn’t see you until it was too late, you might be the last thing they see after disrespecting Shigaraki or injuring him in some way.
No one could see you, you had been sitting on the bar behind Shigaraki, your legs dangling down behind him as he leant against your shins looking at the new recruits, Dabi and Toga. You were watching them carefully, your guitar rested behind the bar close enough to grab if you needed it, they talked but you noticed the movement of Dabi before Shigaraki did, you grabbed the guitar from behind the bar swinging it around stopping just short of Dabi’s neck “be careful now.” You warned, you held the forearm of your free arm resting on top of Shigaraki’s head and you rested your chin on your own arm. “Are you sure that you need him?” “We need them all unfortunately.” Shigaraki answered “Plus as annoying as he is, I believe he’s going to be useful.” “He does seem like the most capable of a lot.” You shrugged. “Mmm.” He hummed “you can drop the axe.” You sat up as you pulled back the axe, it rested on your shoulder as you slumped forward. “What?” Shigaraki mumbled as he looked at you posture. “I don’t trust him.” You answered as Dabi smirked at you, eyes easily moving over you seemingly assessing you. “So who’s the bodyguard?” Dabi asked. “None of your business.” Shigaraki answered as he turned his back to them, the conversation over as he rested the handheld console that he was playing on your thighs, as you played with his hair and Kurogiri showed the new arrivals to the rooms they could use if they wanted.
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Dabi
🔥 Dabi met you before he ended up in the league, he actually went looking for you after hearing about you through the thugs that he was beating to a pulp. 🔥 Dabi then watched you like an absolute creeper for a couple of weeks, gathering information and trying to figure out just what your quirk was. 🔥 He definitely liked your style, the way you dressed, carried yourself and spoke to other people. 🔥 He approached you when he got all the information that he could from watching you.
You were sitting on the roof of the building watching people go by, there were a number of different objects next to you that had been drained of their colour, Dabi didn’t think that it was sunny enough to warrant the hat that you had decided to wear “thought vampires couldn’t sit in the sun.” He finally said, you glanced back at him, eyes moving over him for a second before going back to the people milling around under you. “Vampires can sit in the sun as long as we’re protected from direct sunlight.” You answered. “You’ve been watching me, what do you want?” “You knew?” He asked. “Thought you were sneaky?” You asked. “There’s a lot that you don’t know about me.” “Yeah?” He asked, he stepped forward and you leaned back resting on your hands. “I wouldn’t get too close, you know that guitar isn’t just a fashion statement.” You warned him. “I know.” He nodded “I’ve seen you use it, impressive.” He continued forward until he was sitting on the ledge next to you. “What do you want?” You asked. “You seem bored.” He mumbled. “I’m bored of you dodging the question, what do you want?” You asked. “I want to offer you a prospect.” He answered. “Uh huh.” You grunted. “I want to take down someone and you could help me.” He answered. “Who?” You asked. “What?” He asked. “Who do you want to take down?” You asked. “Endeavour.” He answered. “Now that is a challenge.” You smirked, your fangs flashing in the sun. “You’d better tell me how you plan to do this and I’ll decide whether I join you.”
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Spinner
🦎 Spinner was very good at withholding judgement until he'd met someone or seen someone in action which is why he never judged you for your supposed vampire attributes. 🦎 He honestly thinks the guitar is pretty cool, an instrument that doubles as weapons, and always loves when people question whether it’s a real weapon or not. 🦎 On that note Spinner never gets tired of you singing, whether you're just singing to yourself or singing for the rest of the gang (Magni and Toga are often the ones that make requests). 🦎 Your ability to go from a warm presence to a threatening entity, was honestly amazing to him.
Spinner had lost track of you a while back, you had been split up during the ambush by Redestros men, he had seen evidence of you being around considering there were objects that were primary red that had lost their colour, if you were drinking during battle you were having you use your abilities in excessive amounts. Spinner should have been paying more attention when the hulking weight smashed into his side, he recognised the grunts, it was you in your larger bat form. “You need a hand?” He asked. “I mean if you're not too busy.” You shrugged as he looked behind you at the group that had followed the larger man, he noted that you were changing back to your humanoid form and bass guitar thrown over your shoulder. “Are you hungry, do you need anything?” He asked. “No there was enough around here to get what I needed now, I just really want these guys to go away.” You answered, swinging the axe end of the base cutting the closest man’s head clean off. “Wow.” He mumbled eyes widening and cheeks heating, if his skin wasn’t green you would have seen a blush. “You okay?” You asked a smirk taking over your face as you dodged a hit from one of others, Spinner napped out of it throwing a dagger landing it straight in his heart. “I’m fine.” He mumbled as you giggled, killing yet another one of them before moving over to him and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Come on let’s finish this, find the boss and get this over with so we can get back to doing nothing.” You ordered. “Sure thing.” He chuckled, cutting down another attacker.
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savnofilter · 1 year
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Wisdom Teeth Aftercare
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                    LoV + Giran x [GN]Reader
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CONTENT WARNING(S): sav attempting fluff, mentions of wounds & medicine doses, def an insert, semi established-relationships.
WORD COUNT: 1.5k [5 mins].
READ MORE: masterlist + [students & adult masterlists]
A/N: im in so so so much pain. wrote this because im lonley and would kill to have one of these beautiful characters to aid me. these would be longer if i wasnt so delirious rn. (not proofread)
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Dabi knows what to do but also does not. 
hes been through a lot of painful situations wheres hes needed to take medication, and most times he isnt even able to take any. 
hes trying his best to comfort for you in his own little warped way. 
"Hey, sit back down" Dabi snaps at you in annoyance as you attempt to leave your bed, and rolls his eyes at your mumble-whining. "You're delirious right now, don't argue with me."
he makes sure that your night stand is always replenished. hes like a little nurse and even in your medicated haze, you find it super cute.
♱ you cant tell him that tho… he'll get pouty. not something you hate but its the bratty behavior that follows it.
gives you tons of forehead kisses because he cant give you cheek ones cuz of your swollen cheeks. 
its practically killing him he cant just cup them while theyre big the way they are. 
is definitely teasing you as he takes care of you. sometimes putting stuff out of your reach or eating a burger in front of you knowing you wont be able to do that for a couple of days. 
"Fine fine, say ahh-- oh wait." Dabi snickers. 
he really thought he ate, huh? i guess he did (literally).
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Shigaraki does not know what hes doing. 
"You want cuddles or sumthin'??" He tilts his head as you look at him with the most annoying puppy dog eyes you can muster up. 
he unfortunately believes that you could suck it up but we all know its because deep down he enjoys pain a little too much. 
is actually persistent on giving you your meds for you to heal with.
although dont expect it to be accurate all the time…. 
he isnt as attentive and usually drops by to spend some time with you since he doesnt want you to be alone too much. 
even with how awkward it is, he'll give you the "normal'' amount of affection and give your head and cheekbone area light kisses for you to feel better.
"You know I can go steal a way stronger dose right?" 
If you could frantically shake your head no you would.
he'll sometimes let you play video games with him so he can also keep himself entertained as well. 
he doesnt assimilate into your schedule like Dabi does but he tries his best to still help you no matter what.
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Toga in a very odd way is ecstatic that youre in pain. 
♱ not like she isnt “odd” already,,
shes very excited to play nurse and help you heal. probably dresses for the part too.
"We'll get you back up on your feet in no time!"Toga declares happily, shoving a small spoon into your mouth with applesauce on it. 
is whistling or humming as she helps you out and somehow acquired some non-prescriptive cute glasses. she'll tilt them up or press them closer as she checks the doses. 
shes actually pretty on top of it (but you do have to double check if its correct because you know how careless she can be without ill intent).
she'll get you stuff animals and blankets for you to nap in. 
has it so shes sleeping over (not that thats new anyways).
gives you lots of affections but makes sure to be soft so she doesnt hurt you by accident.
if youre in any kind of pain, you can always count Toga be there to aid you. 
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frantic. 
youd think with Spinner's cool demeanor would make you think otherwise but nope. 
hes clocking your schedule and making sure you got everything set. 
"You have everything for 12 pm right?" He checks in and takes your small little nod as a yes. He releases a small sigh to himself and leaves to take a tinkle. He let's out one of the most loudest sighs of worry you've ever heard from him. It's pretty funny when you realize he's been trying to keep composed this whole time.
unlike Toga, he has actual glasses. 
looks like such a grandpa taking care of you. 
youre so entertained by him that honestly it distracts you a bit from the soreness and the pain. 
he gets mopey when he cant cuddle you on days where youre in too much discomfort. 
has you basically nesting as you recover. 
a little all over the place? yes. would you still rate your experience with his 10/10? 
of course.
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literally do not expect too much from him. 
with all Twice's sides it really differs on what youre getting that day (sometimes throughout if its a hectic 24 hours).
he is trying his best since he doesnt like seeing you in pain and gives you lots of kisses. 😭
idc what anyone says out of the whole league, hes the most caring. 
when hes attentive, hes on it. 
checking your temp, getting your foods, making sure you have your cool & hot pads. also has alarms so he can remind himself when to check up on you. 
unfortunately he doesnt want to seem like a bother so he tries to not to be too much in your space </3
he knows you dont mind but he gets self conscience as he normally does. 
even when hes not tending to you hes just chilling in your vicinity when you two arent interacting. 
he thinks he couldve helped you more but you think he did great. 
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Mr Compress is all the extravaganza. you said calling in sick, bro heard "time to pamper and preform".
even if its the smallest things he'll give it to you in fun little ways so you arent bored out of your mind. 
♱ and also so you dont feel skipping out on doses and actually take them. 
you werent aware but this mf also has multiple costumes?? youre pleased to have learnt this. 
he is a show man after all…
of course he doesnt over do it, he wants you rested not overstimulated. 
is a very chill man to be around when hes not doing flip and tricks and you cant decide which of him you like more (you dont choose ultimately).
of course he has a little something up his sleeve to keep you on your toes but you cant complain with that. 
did he essentially treat you like a kid? yes. 
do you care tho? not at all. 
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Kurogiri is the most put together out of them. 
(youre supposed to be surprised by this revelation.)
i mean, what do you expect from a man who has taken care of another man for years…?
makes sure youre doing everything so you can recover expeditiously. 
isnt doing all that affection stuff honestly. 
he drops in, replenishes everything you need and dips. 
he kind of treats you like youre sick and it lowkey hurts your feelings with how much he avoids you. 
in general hes give an average amount of affection so you sometimes have to speak up when he hasnt cuddled you for some time. 
even with all your requests he never seems bothered how much you ask and what you ask for. :')
he is pretty good but sometimes you wish he could be a bit softer (sue me).
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imagine Toga but 2.0. 
Magne isnt as energetic and into the role of the 'nurse' but is very much still doting. 
feeds you in the beginning stages before you gotta remine them that they definitely dont have to. 😭
when youre feeling extra cranky theyll try and coax you into it (consensually ofc who do you think youre with?!)
"I know you don't feel like it but you'll feel much better once you take it." Magne rubs your shoulder as you whimper in pain, and presses a gentle and chaste kiss to your temple. 
even with how bubbly and outgoing they are, they are just as stern. 
is one to make sure youre having a laid experience while making sure your lazy attitude will not interfere with your healing process. 
makes sure to have a big celebration thing when you are fully healed and gives you all the cuddles that you may have missed out on when you were healing. 
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AHT AHT stfu hes on the list dont say anything. 
Giran's methods may be ghetto but he gets the job DONE. 
"Y'know I got my own knocked out by and old friend of mine" 
"Mmphwha…?" 
"Crazy shit, I know! But he's some psychiatrist or sumthin' so I trusted the bastard anyways!" 
um… moving on…
is in and out of your place but makes sure that youre well taken of when hes there. 
its like a roulette if when you wake up he'll be on your bed watching TV or if hes nowhere to be seen without a trace. 
will give you the rare kiss but more of his gentle behaviors are like little pokes to your cheeks just because of how puffy they are. 
♱ got you those get well presents and theyre so cute. </3
his treatment is nothing special but it definitely helped you feel better. 
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blurbios · 1 year
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League of Villains' Doting S/O
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synopsis: little stories about how you show love for your partner and how they react.
Shigaraki
Dabi: part 1, part 2
Compress
Spinner
Twice
Toga
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a/n: this is my first little series, initially intended it to be a short one off post, but expanded upon it in editing (somehow went from under 1k words to almost 3.5k geez) ! i have many more ideas to come in the near future, but any and all comments or requests are welcomed!! thank you x
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I have a question to ask? Remember that Carrie Underwood song “before he cheats” How would your Best friend the LOV members? Dabi, Shigaraki, Spinner, (separately) help you get revenge on your cheating EX?
this is fun, thank you for asking!
dabi: i think since he's a bit of an asshole he would at first try to some sort of... tease you about it? he's so nonchalant and aloof about any crap in his life, he assumes everyone around him are the same. well, it sure does sound like he's straight up mocking you, so when he sees how much this whole situation truly hurts you he finally stops. he doesn't like seeing you in pain, he claims that he doesn't care, but yeah he does. also, out of the three he's the best companion for a revenge. don't get me wrong, he'll happily help, but he won't do anything himself. this has some deeper meaning actually rather than his laziness. he believes it is important to not take the satisfaction from you, he knows the importance of this firsthand. this revenge is yours to take, it's your moment of pride. it's his gift for you, if you will. he'll help with planning everything tho. he's calculating and calm when he needs to be; very patient and can teach you a thing or two about waiting for the exactly right moment. sometimes he's almost too slow for your liking, but on the other hand everything he'd planned for you goes exactly like he predicted, so you better listen. due to his sadistic nature, he's not above playing with the victim, and he will teach you that too. big fan of creating suspense, some sort of pressure. like those old hollywood noir films come to mind. he will absolutely help to scare your poor ex from the shadows, slowly driving him crazy with anxiety. not only is he proud of your dark side shining so brightly, but he really finds it fun. depends on you, if you want for things to get really violent or not, but he'll at least try to persuade you to let go and enjoy the ride. and if you listen to him, things can get messy (only slightly, bc dabi really enjoys clean work and he's too lazy to go after anybody else than this scumbag). shigaraki could be annoyed for a day or two, but... actually, no, he won't be pissed at all. great job you two.
shigaraki: oh. he's beyond excited. not because of your suffering, of course, but bc now The Real Game begins. has his own ways to comfort you, the most obvious one being trashing you ex with the most degrading insults you may only think of. will never let you think that was your fault, he literally feels his blood boil every time he hears something like that. you don't even have to ask him to help you, one day he's suddenly in your room with an insanely throughout plan and most batshit crazy glimmer in his eyes, so you better take the chance while you can. he finds great joy in helping you by planning everything for you, it really is a new game to him. but this time he's doing it for a friend, for someone he finds dear, so he kinda wants to take the burden off your shoulders. unlike dabi, he will get involved directly in this mess, he doesn't think he's taking anything from you - quite the opposite. he's given you the opportunity. and, he probably won't admit it, but he's really willing to do all the work for you, if it's too painful for you now. he doesn't want to, but he could. buuut, he'd still rather wait (even though he's not a fan of waiting) and you do the main act yourself. he's not patient at all tho. he also prefers the revenge to be fast and brutal. not a fan of theatrics, he's a straight to a point kind of guy. also, unlike dabi, he absolutely will go after every single one person involved, jesus christ even your ex's parents included, this whole thing gets soooo messy omg. at some point it really feels like the whole city knows you were cheated on. he doesn't find it embarrassing at all, there's nothing to be ashamed of. at the very end, you'll be the one who's having the last laugh, so he's kinda right. whether you like it or not, things will get really violent when he's involved, and he won't stop until the last person who had offended you is down. he's like a hell hound, some sort of a death reaper. and even if your ex thinks he can escape, because he's the last in shigaraki's list, well... not really. no one can run away from shigaraki tomura, and in the end you find great satisfaction in this knowledge.
spinner: the only decent one who at least tries (once) to convince you not to do it. he does this mostly on autopilot, because he's a considerate friend. he feels nothing towards that shithead, but he's worried that you would regret it later. actually, the only one that expresses his worries about you to you, verbally. he's surprisingly good at communicating his feelings, and he feels awful for you, he really-really does. he doesn't want to make it even worse (even though he really wants to throw some particularly heavy things at some faces). when he's finally sure you won't change your mind, he's all about business. he's not a big fan of a bloodbath, but he believes in power public humiliation holds. sadly, he knows it firsthand. he's very meticious with all the blackmail and he's great with timing. the cleanest work one could imagine (only dabi compares, but he has understandably more experience). he too is great in driving your ex crazy with anxiety, but in a much more subtle way. he won't scare anyone directly, but his actions create a very negative, anxious environment to your ex. the whole thing is building up rather slowly, but consictently. if you want things to go a little more bloody, spinner may ask dabi or shigaraki for help actually, without revealing the main reason. it's still less messy if the whole gang was involved, but now it's definitely much scarier for your ex. he will set traps and will get your ex recorded, he will collect every piece of information he could find, and he will reveal it at the right moment. he's not above some fake leaks either - everything will work. he would definitely make sure that almost everyone in city knows your ex's dirty laundry. it's so not pretty in general, bc believe it or not, spinner is great at understanding people and how they think and behave. he knows that the crowd is always hungry and all he needs to do is to throw it a bone. it may even look like he's not done much, because it's your ex's surroundings who are tearing him apart, not you or spinner. as i said, he's not at all as sadistic as those two above, but he too will find some sick sort of enjoyment at the end. he really, really knows how it feels, and he knows very well that death can feel like a much more merciful option. living with such hate is a lot harder, than just dying, and spinner just proved you that.
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itsshizyne · 2 years
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Nice Hoodie.
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A Tomura Shigaraki x Reader oneshot.
You and Tomura are in a secret relationship. You catch him at his usual spot after an Econ lecture and decide to keep him company.
Tomura shigaraki x fem!reader collage/ University AU Oneshot
No warnings, just fluff. However, there may be small indications of sexual activity.
You saw Tomura sitting down on one of the empty, isolated benches with a small, half eaten croissant in his left hand, and his grey portable computer situated on his lap. It was one of the things he did whenever he was free from any of his lectures or just when he wanted to be alone for the day.
His long, white strands of hair with a tint of blue covering majority of his face resting against the black plastic frame of his glasses. His v neck sweater over his white shirt which covered his small scars he obtained from itching his neck too much whenever he was stressed about an upcoming tests he waited until only the night before to cram for, which he usually ended up getting roughly ninety percent or more on each and every time.
It was one of the things you loved about your boyfriend Tomura. How he just sat there, peacefully. like he didn’t have a single worry in the world.
You on the other hand, couldn’t get a rest. You were so determined to get a first class in economics that you overwhelmed yourself with stress.
Constantly revising, flicking through old notes from previous classes weeks you had an upcoming test with Tomura laughing from the other side of his dormitory, trying to get you to calm down for a moment and just relax beside him.
You both got in on expensive scholarships. However your attitudes were the complete opposites…
You and Tomura have been together for almost a year now. It was his idea to keep the relationship on the low to save the drama from both of your separate friend groups, however there were a few people that knew. Such as his close friend Spinner, and your close friend Himiko, who both accidentally caught you guys in the middle of make out session on multiple occasions.
The rest of them had a small idea that both of you were at least sleeping with each other. But had no sort of concrete evidence to actually prove their claims.
You always snuck out of group society meetings or cheer practice to meet up with Shigaraki, and he’d always ditch his friend group or miss lectures that he didn’t think were worth his time for both of you to have a little quickie in your dorm room, or simply just to hold each other quietly while watching one of his favourite series, Breaking Bad on his mini television while Spinner was out.
Overall your secret relationship was great. Although you’d have to hold your tongue whenever one of the girls on your cheer team would talk about how cute and introverted he was, or Tomura would have to keep a straight face whenever one of his friends would talk about how they’d do anything to have you in their beds.
It was funny for him sometimes, watching guys constantly try to hit on you while you gave them the cold shoulder or told them to fuck off, knowing he had the honours of putting his head between your thighs and you getting on your knees for him every Friday after a long week of boring, stressful Chemistry and Computer Programming lectures.
You loved him, and he loved you. Despite his struggles to express that in ways other than little compliments under his breath and intimacy. But you always managed to show your strong feelings of affection, even in places where he sometimes didn’t want you to.
“Hey stranger.” You smiled before you took a seat beside Shigaraki, playing with the strings of his black hoodie you took from him last week before he walked you back to your dorm at twelve o’clock at night in the cold. After a few minutes, his eyes were off the screen of his computer and onto you.
A small side smirk appeared on his face as he saw you wearing his hoodie over your white shirt, along with the black skirt you brought when he took you out during a shopping spree for a date. It was one of the things he occasionally did for you to express his love and care for you.
He knew you had done this on purpose, you loved to do small things like these in order to get his attention, knowing he didn’t have the balls to touch you in a public place. “What’s up beautiful?”
“Nothing much, I just came from one of my economics lectures and saw you up here alone. I thought you’d might like some company.” You replied before you slumped down into the old wooden bench.
“Mhm, I could tell by that large ass folder you have in your arms right now.” He softly chuckled, pointing at the purple folder filled with notes you took from the past year of lectures. He closed his computer and set it aside before snatching the folder out of your fingers and placing it in his.
He began to flick through your notes and shook his head. “You take this way too seriously y/n. I keep telling you to relax, you’re gonna end up working yourself out.”
You rolled your eyes and snatched back your folder from his arms. He laughed as you began to reorder the notes from A-Z. “Says the guy that doesn’t do revision until the night before and still scrapes ninety percent.”
“What can I say? I’m just a lazy natural genius.” He boasted and pointed at himself with a large grin. You flipped him off and flicked him hard against his cheek, earning a small hiss before he playfully barged you.
“Fuck you Tomura. Econ is harder than you think, I bet you didn’t even understand the notes you just saw.” You pouted your bottom lip and pulled the strings of your hoodie so your face was covered.
“You’re right. I didn’t get a single bit of that shit in your folder, but I’m pretty sure programming is harder.” He picked up his computer and showed you the new programme he was currently working on. After a few seconds, your eyes began to hurt at the amount of numbers and gibberish on his screen.
You deeply sighed and moved your head away from the computer screen. “Yeah, I’m glad I didn’t decide to go into computer programming. After that small side class I did, it put me off for life.”
He smiled and put his computer back into his brown bag. “Well at least you got to meet me, that was one pro of the introductory class right?”
“Oh please, it made my experience even worse. You wouldn’t stop taking the piss out of me for getting the programming wrong.” During your first few months at your university, you decided to take a look at more potential side hobbies you could take during your time here.
One of those things was the computer programming introductory course, Tomura was one of the second year voluntary assistants for the teacher, he later told you that he did it for his favourite professor and a bit of easy money.
The first thing that attracted you to him was his intelligence, you couldn’t understand a single thing the teacher was talking about but Tomura explained everything to you in less than a few minutes along with some guidance on the programming.
After that you started to see him around campus quite often. He’d always say hi to you whenever you were in the library looking over books, and sometimes even offered or keep you company whenever you were alone studying during your free periods.
After a few months, It went from a few small subtle greetings, to little conversations about each other’s lives and your studies, to him asking you out on a date to the movie as friends, to you both making out with each other in the back of his car or whenever there was an opportunity.
“Oh shut up, you know you loved it.” He put a hand over the side of the bench and you leaned into his chest, resting your eyes as Tomura watched you in great confusion.
“You sure you wanna do that here? What if someone sees us?”
You sighed and glanced up at his low, soft crimson eyes. “I really don’t give a fuck, it’s been a while since we’ve spent time with each other in public like this.”
He shrugged at your response and finally gave in, resting his head against yours as he peacefully stared up into the clouds. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend time with you for the last couple of weeks y/n. I’ve just been really busy with those stupid classes.”
You ran your little fingers through his hair before you gently kissed his neck. “It’s okay Tomura, I haven’t exactly been free to hang out either. I’m even planning on leaving the cheer team.”
“Why? I love how sexy you look in that little skirt while you jump and shake those pom-poms.” He shamelessly teased, squeezing one of your thighs with a wide grin on his face.
You scoffed before running your hand across his chest. “Don’t worry too much, it’ll only be for a little while, just until I get all of these tests out of the way. I’ll probably be back on the team before the next game.” He hummed and began to shut his eyes.
He lived for small moments like these, nothing but the two of you embracing one another in each other’s arms. Listening to nothing but the sweet sounds of the birds chirping and small gust’s of wind.
After a few minutes of silence between the two of you, Shigaraki checked his watch before sighing in annoyance. His next lecture was in less than five minutes, he removed his hand from your thigh and began to pack up his things. “I’ve gotta go, more lectures and shit. Are we still on for Friday though?”
“It’s okay, I should start making my way to my dorm before getting set up for cheerleading practice. And I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You stood up from the bench and flattened out your skirt before picking up your rucksack and hooking it over your shoulder.
“Good, cause I’ve missed you.” Your boyfriend told you, wrapping the croissant up in a small paper bag and slipping it in one of his pockets.
“Did you miss me? Or did you miss rearranging my guts?” You grinned as you picked up your large, heavy folder.
Tomura hugged you one last time and gave you a quick kiss. “Both.” He whispered in your ear, followed by another kiss to your cheek. He released you from his grip, slinging his bag over his shoulder and smiling as you made your way down the hill.
As you began to walk away from the hill and back towards the east of campus, you heard Shigaraki call out to you from the top.
“By the way. Nice hoodie!”
“Thanks, you’re not getting it back by the way!” You blew him a kiss before he could say anything to protest against your decision and skipped in the direction of your dormitory.
He rolled his eyes walked in the opposite direction towards the computer programming lecture hall.
University and exam life was incredibly stressful, but at least you had each other to take your minds off of all of it.
Even if it was in secret.
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