#Tomura Shigaraki x reader smut

[kokushibouthings]

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Pairing: tomura shigaraki x reader

Content: Reader is a streamer, AFAB/female reader, Non con(?), reader is into it, reader has a "perfect" body + not specified eye color skin tone nor hair length and color(?) , readers wearing a medium lengthed pencil skirt, non con(?), Sub reader

Side note: yes, tomura has a finger or two lifted up every time he grips onto something. No asking why I don't bother just putting it in.🤬

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I slightly bite my lower lip angrily at the fact I failed to kill the creeper without it exploding

"Damn it... Now there's a hole in the ground!"

Grabbing the dirt blocks, Not bothering to fill it in and just covered the top in return of chat spamming; "How could you do that?!" "Fill the hole up.." "Cursed."

I scoffed a little confused, "since was not filling up a creeper explosion cursed..?"

I notice a chat, with the same user I always see in almost every livestream I do and repost videos of my livestreams. "It wasn't cursed ever."

I found it a little cute, Having a long term fan always coming onto my streams.. "Thanks for agreeing, AFORP" I always noticed that user even though the chats were honestly a bit fast at updating.

After a few minutes in the livestream.. Almost finished building your minecraft base and a mob spawner farm.

[ AFORP has donated 270 ---- ]

Do you love me?

I listened to the text to speech while half focused on the game, "Sure I do." I replied barely really caring at all not noticing who even donated...as the chat spammed wtfs or stuff like did you get a boyfriend.

After a while, I decide to end the stream after 2 and a half hours. Finally getting to stretch and fall into my warm mattress grabbing my phone. I noticed I was starting to run low on cash and desperately needed to pay a LOT of bills...

Boldly deciding to start an onlyfans, Setting it up overnight before getting some sleep and continuing in the morning...

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I post the pictures embarrassingly, in hope of getting some cash. Desperate times are desperate needs.

Surprisingly, and shockingly. The first one to comment on the video about my recently updated bio with the OF link was AFORP..

"God you look so fuckin' pretty.. Just wann' rip you apart so bad." I read, Taking it as sarcasm replying to his comment; "Do it." Thinking he wouldn't...

Oh you were so wrong and in for one hell of a ride of your life.

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Your legs were spread apart as his legs were between them, with your hands completely being pushed down against the mattress with his open palms lifting some fingers up making sure to not decay the bed,

As your wildly jackhammering your legs panicking since you're very much aware of the fact he's the one of the infamous notorious villains, He takes his hands away from yours to scratch his neck with one of his.

"Weren't you the one who told me to do this? Why are you so afraid now?" You backed up in the corner of your bed completely terrified for your life.

As he just practically climbed on the bed, Heading towards you. "E ...—eek! What do you want from me?!" You yelled out squirming closing your eyes, knees into your face ready to brace any pain

"Are you fuckin' stupid? A lil' disappointin for my favorite streamer who was apparently fearless to be afraid of me." He grabbed your hand, Forcing you to lay down on your back having him hover over you. You took a bit processing what he meant..

"are you AFORP...? suddenly I'm not so scared of you.." Your eyes looked into his, Confusingly having the most notorious villain wrapped around your finger.

"You should be cause I'm gonna fuck your brains out till you cry and beg." He flips you over having you lay on your chest this time, Grabbing onto your hair yanking it so hard as if hes trying to find out if you're wearing a wig..

"Wh...–what the fucck– stop! Stop! that hurts!!" You cry out already telling him to stop, "How about you be an obedient little slut? Can't believe you're already begging when I only just yanked on your hair."

Slapping your clothed cunt, Having you yelp at his action... As he works his zipper down, shortly before lifting up your skirt and folding it to get a better view of your ass.

"God you look so fuckin' perfect with those laced panties, How about you spread your legs a bit wider?" He lets go of your hair, Making you almost just fall onto the mattress face flat... Luckily you got on your arms.. But.

At this point, you just give in and obey him spreading your legs a bit wide open, if you knew he could practically just kill you within 5 seconds if you disobeyed would you still try to rebel against him? No. exactly.

You look behind you to look at what he's even doing.. "Well If I'm your favorite streamer do you mind going gentle atleast.." He scoffed, "Sure, whatever. That's the least best thing I could probably do for you." He enters slowly, but fuck he was still so fucking rough and painful.

"W—wait don't you have a condom..? What if you'll get me pregnant I don't want to be known as the most infamous villains wife or whatever..." He takes a hand to his neck, Scratching it annoyingly.. "I know what I'm doing. I won't cum inside, happy? Now stop fuckin' talking before I might hurt your dumbass."

You could feel every hot, rough inch and veins of him inside of you. God he was pretty ugly from far away but you had to admit he was a lot hotter in this time close up.. I guess he grew up a little bit. And his hair is longer– wait why do you care about that? Anyway continuing...

sloppily thrusting inside of you, hitting your g-spot every single thrust... Shortly moving onto a quicker rough pace with you squirming against his length..

A few fingers slide down near your velvet lines, rubbing his fingers against your cute little bead "Godd you're so wet, I bet you were hoping for something like this to happen. Just...heelplesssly wat–tching me ...—po..-und you like a whoor...re" Although you desperately tried to cover your mouth with the palm of your hand, low soft moans escaped your lips..

"f.... –fuck..Mmngh, Aa..Ah! ssh —..hiit.." You whimpered, squirming and shaking badly under his touch, A streamer who was apparently fearless ruined in around 4 minutes..

His length abusing your cunt, as a finger rubs against your clit in circular motions consistently after sliding it up and down..

You were already about to have your 2nd orgasm, feeling the same knot in your stomach about to rip as tears dripped down onto the bed sheets accompanied with drool

You could feel him shortly pulling out, releasing it all over your back as you just collapsed exhaustedly..

"Don't worry, I won't just leave you here. I guess I'll help clean you up... Didn't get you to beg at all but whatever" But he ended up doing it only after a few minutes of playing around with your chest and a 2 minute break...

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You wake up to be alone, with a completely different set of clothes and snacks on your desk.. Confused about what happened. (yea you barely remember anything 🫡)

[fertilize-my-eggs]

Full of Cum dom shigaraki x sub chubby fem! reader smut

🚫MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI THANKS YOU !🚫

Author: y'all remember this post well it's happening😏 this one was stuck in my head for few days and I gotta write it as a fic, I know I should be working the oneshots, I just been too busy. ( btw it's gonna be very short since I'm been having write block idk if that a thing😭😭 )

Warings: LOTS of cummings + basically both you and tomura are horny bastards + rough sex + belly bugle and creampies + over-stimulated. ( reader has a quirk. )

Soft creaking were increasing in volume, sweet honey like drop moans echos in the small room. Shigaraki having his lovely darling in doggy style, your back was pushing down, ass up and your face was drooling sticking onto the pillow underneath you. Your eyes roll back when he's keep hitting that's spot just right, you lost count on how many times you orgasm but he's not stopping any time soon.

" fuck~ ! I'm cumming again-. " he's made a loud whiny groan, shot more of his heavy white cream inside your gummy walls. You cry out his name, He's roll you over to watch your belly being so round, his hand squish your abdomen more making you whimper out. The mixed bodies fluids slowing come out of your sore hole, tomura had the biggest smirk ever, his fingers push it back inside for a bit. Luckily for your quirk called ( quirk blocker ) is that's anyone who's touch your delicate skin or make any contact, their quirk won't work more then one hour or two but since tomura found out about your quirk, he's couldn't keep his hands off of you.

He's grab the bottle of lube from your shared dresser and pop it open, the squeeze sound was all you hear, your heavy eyeslids watching him rub it on his fingers to quickly slide in your tight asshole, you were sobbing a bit. Once he's was satisfied, he's remove his fingers to grab his cum cover cock to your entrance and slide in. You gasp out but only for tomura to smash his scarred lips onto yours. His hips were going faster and deeper, he's was so desperate finding your sweet spot again.

You loudly moan inside his mouth, he's dominate your tongue and he's clearly won as his tongue started to explorer your sweet mouth.

" tomura~! " your muffled cries vibrate his mouth, making him groan.

He's pull away to have you both catch some of the fresh air, he's grabs your thick thighs to push it to your chest, your moan were getting high pitch and begging for more.

" ahh harder please master~ ! " your hands gridded his arms for your dear life, the bed was shaking and you can hear it banging the wall, everyone in the league already used to this plus they're can't say anything beacuse of tomura..

You watch his eyes roll back and tossed his head back as he's release more of his cum inside.

You were panting heavy, your whole body feel exhausted, he's continue to fuck his cum deeper inside your sweet ass. He's give some harsh slaps to your pump ass and start to grab it for holding you still. You constantly have the ahegao face for a while and tomura was dammm that's he's wish he's had his phone to record your dumb fucked out face... Maybe later when he's ask you again to try this.

His hips stiff up as you made a high pitch screaming, your eyes roll back to feel more of his cum being dump inside.

" good girl.. Good fucking girl. " he's groan out, He's pull out to crawl to your face as you lazily blink at him. " clean me up my slutty cumdump whore. " you watch his cock drenched in body fluids, you begin to lick his semi soft cock only for it to come back to life and thobbing. You soft moan out as you lick his side then underside while playing his heavy balls, you couldn't move your body at all, you're too tired.. How in the hell is he's STILL going?!? You though, you suddenly felt his fingers move to back of your head and you look up at him.

" be a good girl and let's master used your sweet mouth for a bit. " you're nodding your head, his cock was sliding in and out not super fast but you can already tell he's sensitive but somehow he's was getting heated making his balls slapping your chin, your eyes roll back and start to tap his thigh.

" breath through your nose pet, let's me just-.." He's doesn't finish his sentence, you already feel his salty cum sliding down your throat making you gag and cough.

He's slowly pull out to watch his cum comming out of your mouth, your jaws hurts from his rough fucking.

He's move away to beat his sore meat so fast and start to spray his watery cum all over your body, you're were too tired and letting him do as he's please.

He's felt pride in his chest watching you cover in his cum, he's quickly grab his phone to take a ton of pictures of your lewd bodies cover in cum, he's move to your sore pussy and ass.

He's pull your lips wide and said." Fuck~. Too fuckin' pretty. " he's bite his lips to get closer look at your cum cover entrances, He's finally stop taking pictures and tross his phone on the dresser.

" let's go take a bath together baby. " he's gently pick you up, walk into the restroom. He's put you on the toliet and begin to fill the water up with spoap. Your whole body feel like jelly, couldn't move and you just whine.

Finally the bath is ready and tomura pick you up to have you sit in the tub and he's comming in. He's pull you over so you were sitting on his lap.

" I'm horny again princess. " your eyes wided as you realized he's wasn't kidding, he's still rock hard poking your lips making you whine out but he's lightly hump your behind.

" wanna go more rounds? " your head turn to see his eyes cover in lust.

" y-yes please master. "

And he's gladly help you out.

[a-shy-blueberry]

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A/N: Thank you soo soo soo much to @touyaspeach who not only wrote half of this but also beta'd for me. Love ya sweetheart 😘

Pairing: Shigaraki Tomura x F! Reader

Genre: Soft af Smut

Warnings: Oral M! Receiving, Oral F! Receiving, Mild Body Worship, L-bomb

Word Count: 1.7k

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Tomura kept everyone at an arm's length. You were just starting to get close to him. Just starting to be a fixture in his little world. And you just... casually gave him affection? Tomura still couldn't wrap his head around it. Like when you would touch his shoulder, or laugh at a joke, or pick lint out of his hair? It quickly became all he could think about. He wanted his hands on you, to give you the same affection.

It wasn't until you were on your way together to nothing in particular, a quick stop to a gas station for some requested snacks, when you stumble, you trip, and Tomura reacts instantly. With his surprisingly gentle arms around your waist and his surprisingly soft chest at your back. And he's trembling, quivering from how close you are, from how your body is pressed against his. He's never felt this close to someone.

And yet, his affection continues, small brushes against the backs of hands, a stroke down your side, all accidental, you think, but he remembers each one throughout the night. When you finally break the ice, giving him a hug, he freezes; not knowing quite what to do till he finally wraps his arms around you, squeezing you tightly. That night he shows up, unable to sleep now that the feeling of your body is emblazoned against his skin. He ends up knocking on your door that night, and when you open it you're not quite sure what is going on. You've never seen Tomura look like that, his eyes wide and... Hopeful? Silently begging you before he embraces you, wrapping his arms around and all you hear is a quiet please, a broken sound from a broken man.

So, you pull him inside; you have so much love to give. And you dress him down, taking off his coat, his shoes, and he's never felt such a tender touch before. Nobody's ever ran their hands along his skin, his body, in such a way that it has him shuddering and breathing heavily. He knows you won't hurt him, but that touch? The dance of your fingertips on his collarbones and over his face and the soft press of your lips against his for the first time? It's so much. It's too much, and not enough and it's everything he's ever wanted but he's so terrified.

He's petrified, your soft kisses enchanting him and overwhelming him all at once, and he freezes. You pause, looking up at him with those big beautiful eyes so full of love and trust. Neither of which he deserves, but you give it to him anyways and he just melts, falling to the bed and pulling you along with him. You giggle, crawling into his embrace and he can't help but let out a raspy chuckle as well, feeling light as air as the two of you work towards undressing yourself. Tender caresses down your skin, mirroring his own movements, exploring one another. Then, you look up and he's suddenly seized by this urge, this desire to consume you, to feel the softness of your lips. He leans in, his breath tickling your face, and the moment stills as if there's nothing in the world but the two of you, and suddenly he's kissing you. It's sharp at first, wholly inexperienced, but there's so much feeling imbued in it that your heart catches. Thousands of unspoken praises are wished upon you, and you can feel tears pricking in the corners of your eyes. Tomura pulls back, his eyes scared as he watches the tears fall down your face.

"Hey..." He cooes, voice soft and raspy, "I’m... I didn't-" his words caught in his throat, the last thing he wanted was to make you cry, and yet, of course he did just that. And he's already thinking about leaving, one foot out the door, because you deserve so much better than him.

"No-" You choke, cupping your hands around his cheeks and pulling him into you. It's your turn to let your emotions out through a kiss, to show him the full brunt of your adoration. He matches each movement, he's learning quickly, and he finally gets his first taste of you. His lips may be rough, but his tongue? His tongue is soft, wet, and he tastes like orange tic tacs. He's clumsy, he doesn't know what to do now, having only seen these kisses in movies and TV, but he tries. You take the lead, rolling your tongue over his and into his mouth, coaxing out his own so you can massage over it, so you can suckle on it. And that... that's something he never expected. So, Tomura groans. He doesn't mean to, but the noise escapes his chest, and you feel it in your bones.

Your eyes darken, a hand trailing up his chest as you push him back till he's laying down, crawling over him to meet his mouth again, possessively. Your tongues intermixing before you withdraw again, your lips meeting the scarred flesh of his neck. Tomura brings a hand up to cover his mouth, the feel of your lips sucking on his skin too much, as he whines into his hand. You keep moving down, palms running against his chest, your nails scratching down. You meet the waistband of his pants, your fingers dipping into the garment.

You haven't even touched him yet, and his dick is twitching in his pants, needy. His head is thrown back, and he's not even sure when it happened. He's lost in the way you feel against him. Tomura had never thought much about sex, at least not in the ways of finding a partner and doing that whole thing. He'd jerk it when he's pent up, and sometimes that meant fucking uselessly into a pillow for hours, just wishing it was you.

And now you're here, and your mouth is so warm, and your touch sends jolts of electricity racing through his veins. He thinks he'd let you do anything to him as long as you did it with those gentle fingers, and soft lips.

Tomura gasps when he feels himself being freed from the confines of his clothes. You push his shirt up and over his belly, pull his pants and boxers down to his thighs so that his cock springs free with a satisfying "pap" against his stomach.

He's pretty, long and thin, a delicious upward curve, and he's leaking so much.

You'd never seen a cock as pretty as Tomura's, his head weeping for your touch already. Licking your lips, your tongue lolls out to trace up the length of his shaft. Tomura wiggles underneath you, his hand pressed to his mouth to conceal his whimpers. Your tongue swirls around the tip, gathering the pre into your mouth, swallowing the salty texture. "Tomura, look at me darling," you say, your voice husky with lust as you wrap your lips around his cock. Tomura moves his hand, his eyes dropping to watch you as suck him in, bobbing your head down his length. "Fuck," he hisses. You move your tongue to trace the veins along his cock, feeling the way tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. Gagging on his length you swallow hesitantly. He’s filled your every sense: your mouth overflowing, your eyes stinging, your nose burning with the musky scent of him. Moving down his length you felt the way his cockhead bullied the back of your throat, working its way deeper into you, your nose meeting the soft curls of his happy trail. Voice lending itself to moans as he filled you so deliciously full. Your hand snaked down, fingers circling your needy clit.

Your hips bucked into your hand, chasing your own pleasure. Tomura was lost in the sight of you, eyes glassy and crossed, your mouth gagging on his length as you wantonly humped your hand. The sight threw him over the head and he barely got out a "C-" before he was shooting ropes down your throat. And yet you eagerly swallowed it all.

You pulled off of him with a pop, licking your lips for any last drops of cum, and that's when he couldn't help himself any longer. Taking the initiative himself, he pulls you in, lips meeting yours as his tongue enters your mouth, swirling around your own and gathering the taste of him from you. It nearly makes him drunk. He wants you, needs you; and suddenly he's on top, pushing you to lie down. His mouth is hot on your neck, moving to draw in your earlobe, his teeth grazing against it, and then he's moving back down your neck once more. Sucking hickeys into the tender flesh, and biting down on your shoulder. One hand comes to knead at your breast, and his lips find the other, sucking your nipple into his mouth, nursing on it till he's pressing open mouth kisses all over it. His lips feel like they're everywhere, and you can scarcely process what's happening as he's moving down, kisses trailing down your belly and butterflies beginning to form as your cunt clenches; because surely he wasn't planning on—.

His tongue laps at your bud and you nearly scream. It's so soft, and wet, and warm, and you want nothing more than to curl your fingers into his hair. He's so gentle, little kitten licks that drive you absolutely crazy, trying to hold yourself together as your hips beg to move, and you're whining under him, desperately wanting more, crying out in relief when his fingers enter you. And suddenly everything is just more. He's drawing your clit into his mouth, and that urgency is back, his ministrations never ceasing as he devours you. His fingers pistoning in and out, reaching depths you had never dreamed of feeling, and you're falling apart. Your eyes shut as an explosion of light darts behind your lids, your thighs squeeze around Tomura's head and yet he's still going. Still lapping at the juices spilling out of you, and drinking every last drop you'll give him till your hand undoes itself from his head, and he pops up to look at you; your slick gleaming on his chin. You guide him up to you till he's laying on your chest, fingers carding the tangles out of his hair and your breathing finally starting to steady. The two of you lay there entangled in each other, fingers tracing nonsense shapes onto each other, when Tomura finally speaks.

"I love you."

It's a muffled phrase, whispered into your skin, and your heart clenches as your own words follow without a second thought.

"I love you too."

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[oilivia]

“It’s your fault I’m like this!” - w/ Shigaraki

request: for smut prompts: can i get #3 for tomura shigaraki?

a/n: it’s Shiggy fucking time! this ended up longer than i planned to, but i really like how it turned out. smut after the cut.

if you want to request drabbles, i have a list of prompts here, but please read my rules first here.

tw: dubcon, teasing, degradation, daddy kink, fingering, nipple play, choking, breeding, slight yandere

wordcount: .8k

"It's your fault I'm like this!" He shouted as he grabbed your arm, pulling you closer to him "And now you plan to leave? Fuck no!"

Shigaraki pinned you against the wall, lifting your skirt to pull down your panties. Instead, his fingers found only soft skin and your dripping slit. His cock twitched with excitement, he was gonna have some fun with you tonight regardless of what you wanted. Like hell he was going to let you walk out that door now. 

 "So you're not even wearing panties, are you really trying to torment me? First you show up in that ridiculously short skirt, sucking on a fucking lolipop of all things and now I find out you're not even wearing fucking panties." Two fingers were curled inside your walls, rubbing and digging against the slippery ridges, looking for your sweet spot as he tried to pull more moans from your throat. "Such a teasing whore, aren't you? And you dare pick on me for getting a boner, have you seen yourself?" 

You whined, your cunt growing sloppier the dirtier he talked in your ear. You loved it. You knew exactly what you were doing. Shigaraki was easy prey, so quick to arouse and seduce. "Tomura please," your honeyed voice sounded so pretty broken up by cries as he shoved another finger in your hole "We both can see you can't control yourself," you teased, knowing he'd only get rougher with you. 

"Don't talk back to me with that filthy mouth," he snarled, biting roughly at the shell of your ear. "Look at you getting fucking drenched, you're such a slut. That hole of yours is begging for my cock and you still play coy."

"The only one begging is you, you're not even strong enough to take what you want. All you do is talk-" You didn't get to finish your sentence, not with the way he clasped his hand around your throat, squeezing.

"Are you sure you want to play that game with me, hmm?" He pulled his fingers out of your cunt with a pop and started unbuttoning his pants as he continued growling in your ear. "All I need to do is press my pinky on your pretty throat and you're dust. Don't talk shit when you're powerless, didn't your daddy teach you that?" 

"Fuck you," you retorted, your voice struggling to come out as Shigaraki's fingers clasped tigheter around your neck. 

"Then I'll have to be your daddy and teach my filthy girl how to behave," he cooed as he thrusted his cock inside you to the hilt in one swift motion. He was big and even with the prep it still hurt. But he wasn't gonna give you any time to adjust, no, not when you ran your mouth like that. 

He let go of your throat, shoving your head against the wall and crushing his mouth on yours, tongue wresting your lips open and invading it, curling and pressing against yours. You couldn't help the whispers that left your throat and he greedily swallowed them along with your spit. 

"You fucking like it, don't you? Clamming like a bitch in heat around my cock. And then you say that I'm the pervert. But fuck if I'm letting you cum, not until you call me daddy," he chuckled as his hand tore at your shirt, pulling out your tits. He started sucking and pinching the hardened nipples, rolling his tongue around them as you pushed your hips back into his. You were so close to your climax, only one little push needed when you felt him stop, smirking as he watched your desperate expression. "I'm not fucking joking, if you don't call me daddy I'm not letting you cum." 

His teeth bit roughly one of your sensitive buds, pulling it as he kneaded your other breast. You mewled, cunt aching to release the pressure, the heat in your core becoming more and more unbearable by the second. He'd only move a little, enough to keep you on the edge and then just stop. 

When his fingers found your clit, brushing lightly against it, you couldn't take it anymore. You were afraid you were going to burst if he kept it up "Daddy, please, please, let me cum!"

The words were music to Shigaraki’s ears and in an instant he was once more pounding roughly against your cervix. "You're such a good whore for me, look at you squirming. Maybe I'll call you my little girl soon, have you sit on my lap," he chuckled as he watched you writhe around his cock, moans and cries spilling from your mouth as your cunt clenched around him, sucking his cock deeper and not giving him a chance pull out. 

Not that he wanted to. No, you were his little girl now and he was gonna fuck his cum in you every single day. That's what you deserved and he would make sure you got it.

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[dearbaji]

Pressure (Shigaraki x Reader SMUT)

CW: pee, sweet sadist Shigaraki, humiliation, fingering, 18+

You wake up in the morning next to Shigaraki. The pressure in your stomach is almost painful. You think about the water you chugged last night, regretting it. But your mouth was just so dry.

You try to squirm out of Shigaraki's embrace to make it to the bathroom. His arms tighten, holding you in place. "Babe let me go, I have to use the bathroom," you say, trying to pry his arms off of you. He finally opens his eyes and looks up at you. The grin on his face was nearly unsettling. "Good morning princess," he says, his voice low and grovely. "Yes, hi, good morning, now please let go I have to leave," you try to convince him. His arms tighten even more as he presses his lips to your elbow. "Hmm, I don't think I will."

"Listen, if you let go, I'll make breakfast. Or we can go to that place near Kamino," you try to bargain with him. He doesn't budge. "We're gonna go there either way," he counters. One arm partially let's you loose, still holding you in place. The other goes down to separate your legs, which you pressed together in an attempt to suppress the feeling. "Please don't Tomura, I have to pee, we can do this later," you plead. "We could do it now and later," he counters once again. His fingers rub at you gently before entering, causing you to jump slightly. Your legs press together again, but that doesn't stop him. He's still moving, curling his fingers inside of you. "Please, I'll come right back," you plead yet again. "You could come right now," he quips. If the situation wasn't urgent, he would've almost been funn He keeps pumping his fingers as the heel of his palm massages your clit. You still try to get away, not wanting to mess up the bedding. As you attempt to move up, his hands follow you, continuing their actions. The fullness you felt in your abdomen was overbearing. Soon, you felt a warm stream coming from your body. Shigaraki's face tugs into a grin, his fingers slow down as you try to stop the flow. It was useless, the more you try to stop it, the more it came out. You cover you face in embarrassment, wanting to shower as soon as possible. Shigaraki unwraps his arm from you, taking your hands from your face. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" he taunts, searching your face for any sign of relief.

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[a-pretty-nerd]

Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!Daughter!Reader

Chapter 14

Premise:

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

Word count: 2,793

Warnings: sexual tension and mentions of masterbation. CHAPTER IS SKIPPABLE IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE.

A/N:

Hey guys! So this story is going to have some nsfw chapters, HOWEVER, I'm going to try and refrain from them being plot theme heavy so that they are skippable for readers who don't want to read smut. So this story WILL have smut and sexy scenes, but those chapters are not going to be plot-relevant. I'm also nowhere NEAR the ending but that being said I am working on two different ones because I know the original ending is not going to be everyone's cup o' tea so it's gonna have two separate endings depending on YOUR preference as a reader. I hope you enjoy it! ❤

Chapter 13 Chapter 15

You were brought to a new base with the others. A large house in the middle of nowhere. Appearing residential and innocent to the common eye, it held the equivalent of an entire modern mansion underneath. You couldn't believe your eyes when Toga and Twice gave you a grand tour.

"I don't understand, I thought, how did, why... How can Shigaraki afford all this?" You asked I'm shock at the very end of the tour. You stood there in your own room, flabbergasted and confused.

"It's a long story, don't worry too much about it!" Toga insisted with a friendly wave of her hand.

"Yeah! He's loaded! - Broke Bastard!"

"Still, I didn't realize Shigaraki came from so much money." You mumbled.

"Eh, he just inherited this place. Won the whole army!"

"Huh!? The whole army? You don't mean, the whole liberation army!?" Toga's smile slowly faded.

"What!? You didn't know!?"

"How was I supposed to know!?"

"I thought it was public knowledge! Or maybe he mentioned it at some point!"

"No! Never!" You laughed with a worried brow.

"Damn!" Twice shouted.

"I thought he would have at least mentioned it during one of your little chats." Toga turned and waved her fingers at you.

"Little chats? What are you talking about?"

"Yeah! Whatever you guys talk about when you're alone together. Not that it's any of my business - spill it!" Twice crossed his arms.

"We've never been alone together!" You chuckled with an awkward blush plastered over your cheeks.

"Are you serious!? You're alone with him all the time! I've never been alone with Tomura. Whatever you guys talk about, I thought he would have mentioned something like that." She shrugged. You shook your head from side to side.

"Not that I can remember."

"Well, now you know I guess. Not that big of a deal, it's just Tomura inherited command of the Liberation army when we defeated ReDestro and his goons. Just so happens that came with a few perks too!" She gave you a wild smile.

"Huh. I know the army had grown in the years but I didn't realize... damn." You smiled back.

"Yeah well get comfy while you still can! If you wanna work out or something while you're waiting for your quirk back, there's a gym and training in the basement. Just try not to get lost." Twice suggested as he waved goodbye before leaving the room.

"Really Y/N I didn't think you'd deny something like that." Toga rolled her eyes.

"Huh!? Deny what!?" Swiftly she turned and stepped forward to get closer to you.

"Spinner said he saw you alone in Shigaraki's room the day of the fight!" She beamed. "I didn't think you'd deny your best friend juice details like that! Y/N how could you!?" She whined.

"Ah! It was nothing, really! I just went to give him his lunch and we got stuck talking about strategies. Really that's it! Thats all!" Your face turned red. The feeling of embarrassment and regret flowed through your veins causing you to blush and swear. "If there was anything more to say I'd tell you alright!?" She looked you up and down before pulling herself away with grossed arms.

"Fine! I'll let it go just this once." She huffed. "Seriously though," her voice turned dark and foreboding, it sent a chill down your spine, "be careful."

"With what?"

"Tomura. I don't want either of you getting hurt." She paused and mumbled. "That could be catastrophic." Silently she made her way to the door of your room before turning back with a big smile like nothing had ever happened. "Well! Toga's got some work to do! Bye bye!" She waved before closing the door. You had the best sleep you'd had in a while. No one even came to wake you up, you did it on your own. You got up and got dressed, you went to the kitchen and got yourself something to eat. A simple bowl of cereal, one you walked around the rest of the building with as you explored. Making your way down to the gym you remembered Twice mentioning.

There you found a few foreign faces training. They paid you attention other than a few glances and a dark stare. Soon you found a familiar scarred face in the corner, batting wildly at a punching bag. You walked around the room to get a better look, watching him hop side to side and then bat at it again.

"Nice form." You mumbled with a mouthful of wheat and milk. Dabi stopped and turned over to look at you.

"Don't patronize me, kid." You laughed.

"I wasn't patronizing you, asshole! It was a compliment."

"I don't want your damn compliments. Get lost the sound of you chewing is pissing me off." He growled.

"Christ, what's got you in such a bad mood? It's worse than usual." You sat on a bench a few feet away to finish your meal. Dabi didn't answer you he just kept at hid workout.

"When you're done, you should get off your ass and join me for some real training."

"What do you mean real training? You weren't training me before?" You set the empty bowl aside.

"We trained alright, but this, this is real training. We got so much more to train for." He grunted between hits.

"It's no use I've tried all morning my quirk still isn't back." You crossed your arms over you chest. "Besides I'm still sore from my meds, I shouldn't over do it."

"Whatever." He muttered, going back to his work out without a second thought. You watched for a minute, turning your head to watch the other strangers go about their training too. Your body still ached, and yet watching them alone made it worse. It made you anxious, the feeling seeping into your flesh as your leg bounced and you examined the equipment.

Back home you worked out regularly. It was apart of your schedule, it was a mental break from the pressures of classes. The gym was a place you could plug in and not think for a little while, it was a place of solitude and recharging. Being in such a large and well stocked gym, made you antsy, maybe you should hop on a treadmill for a second? Or the elliptical, or a bike maybe? You'll definitely have to stretch out those tense muscles first. Maybe you could take a hot bath after to ease the soreness a bit?

"Fine!" You huffed as you shot up from your seat.

"What?" Dabi grunted, pulling away from his focus. He watched you storm off with your empty bowl, ignoring you when you didn't respond. He worked at the punching bag for a good while, maybe a bit too long for anyone to be comfortable with. Soon the pain in his arms was enough for him to tear himself away, sweating pouring down his skin as he wiped his mouth and forehead.

He turned and picked up and sports drink before absolutely inhaling the damn thing. As he finished, the silhouette of an ominous figure slowly shuffled into the room. The last two stragglers noticed, and began making their way out of the facility without a word. Dabi watched Shigaraki awkwardly look around the room as he adjusted his gloves. The men made eye contact for a moment before flickering away in disgust.

Dabi walked away, tucking himself into the men's locker room to recover. Shigaraki, now left alone to his devices, was free to work out as he pleased. He had just finished stretching when you walked in. He paused and watched you as your eyes met his. You froze. You're alone.

"Where'd Dabi go?" You asked, fixing your shoes as you sat on another near by bench. There's a lot of them in this gym, they line the room, feet apart.

"How should I know?" He shrugged before shuffling over to a set of weights.

"Damn, he offered to train me a bit. Guess I'll just-"

"You don't need him," he barked, "If you want to train, I can train you." A smile tugged at your mouth.

"Like before?"

"No. Not like before. This time I won't be going easy." He wrapped his gloved fingers around a 30lb weight and lifted it with ease, as if it was a water bottle. You swallowed. Suddenly you realized you never knew how strong Shigaraki actually was. You'd seen his quirk in action, you'd seen him fight while he trained you but, you'd never really seen what he could do. Then you started to feel very, very small. You realized you'd never really seen his body either. With the black T shirt he wore right now, toned arms decorated with scars were a new sight.

"Dabi said we have a lot to train for. Do you have new plans?" His arm dropped the weight to his side, still holding it like it was a water bottle and nothing more.

"I do."

"Care to share?" He thought for a moment.

"You'll see soon enough." He stuffed the weight in your hands. You could hold it, sure, but with strain and lifting from your thighs. Point is it was a lot heavier that Tomura made it look. You let out a strained grunt when he handed you the second.

"Come on boss, I haven't even stretched yet. And I'm still sore from my last encounter. That Bakugou kid doesn't hold anything back." You slowly set the weights down. Tomura let out a deep raspy chuckle.

"He's nothing. I'm surprised you lasted as long as you did in that fight. Especially with the two of them."

"Aw gee, thanks." You huffed as you paced away, starting your stretches. Tomura had turned away by now, adjusting something else on a machine.

"I mean it." You paused.

"I've fought them more times than I can count. The two of them together, they're relentless." You paused, looking up from your position on the floor. "Your training paid off." You tried best to stuff down the fussy feeling boiling in your stomach as he spoke. His eyes flashing back at you where you laid, your leg pulled out behind you as your feet pressed firmly into the mat under you.

"Well," you adjusted yourself, sitting up right, "having a good trainer helps." Tomura sank down to your level, his knees dropping himself close to you within seconds.

"A trainer means nothing if the student isn't driven." He was so close to you. His scarred up face inches from yours. Was he aware how close you were? Was he aware that it made you blush? Probably not. Social queues aren't really on his radar. He probably doesn't even notice how hot your cheeks are getting and how shallow your breathing is. Your chest heaving up and down as his eyes bore into yours.

There's nothing erotic about this. You tried to convince yourself. Nothing sexual here. It's just you and Tomura. You, and Tomura. You AND Tomura. Your heart raced in your chest. You couldn't move from your spot on the matted floor. You could smell him. It was an oddly attractive smell, in combination with his cologne. A spiced vanilla scent that blended well with his own odor. It made him feel welcoming and warm. You desperately wanted to touch him. To trace your fingers along his chest and neck, where you could easily pull him in for a kiss.

"Are you done?" He asked, shaking you from your day dreaming.

"Huh!?"

"Are you done stretching yet? We have a lot of work to do." He stood and looked down on you. You finished your stretching and soon the hard work came. Shigaraki himself was relentless, you watched him lift an obscene weight, you watched him run incredibly fast. He was faster than he was strong. Then he would turn to you and fully expect you to do the same. Only adjusting when he realized you couldn't keep up. You may have been strong, but you weren't training your whole life to fight strong. He barked at you often. Saying things like: "I've seen you do better, c'mon! Don't get weak on me now! Push yourself! Go further!" Etc, etc.

An hour in and he had you drained beyond belief. You went way over your limit, causing that familiar weak shake again. You wobbled over to a bench to sit and nurse on a water bottle. Even your stomach was turning.

"You're not quitting already, are you?" He teased. You let out a loud grunt as you dropped your torso over your knees to catch a breath.

"Not all of us can be as intense as you, Boss." You joked before leaning up to take another drink of water. Shigaraki's little smirk faded. He went silent. You watched him for a moment before you found the will to stand again. "I'm sorry but, I'm still trying to shake off the meds and everything. I think I'll just finish my cool down." He nodded, proceeding to ignore you as he went about his own work out.

Your cool downs were quick and mostly consisted of more relaxed stretches to relax the muscles and prevent unnecessary soreness. At one point you laid down the stretch your legs, and hips. Pulling one legs over the other to press out any tension in your pelvis. You took in a deep breath, only to be barked at.

"You're doing it wrong." Tomura grunted, his back turned to you.

"What?" You grunted. It came off a little harsh, like you were annoyed. Tomura stopped and in swift motions made his way over to you. You watched him kneel on the floor above you, hovering over you. So close, again. He took one gloved hand and pressed his palm against your knee, holding it firmly to the mat. The other wrapped around your hip. Then he pressed you firmly into the floor. Suddenly your hip gave a small adjustment and you instantly felt the tension release.

"Other side." He demanded. You moved quickly around him to bring the other leg over. He sat there, right between them. Doing the same thing to your other side. You watched him, your cheeks burning with embarrassment and admittedly attraction. "You have to press your knee fully to the floor and press yourself down otherwise you'll be waiting forever for the tension to release." He pulled himself away and stood up, his eyes glaring down at you. His eyes met yours, and then darted away when he turned to continue his own work.

You slowly got up from the floor, your heart racing in your chest. That was so intimate. Is he like this with everyone? Why did he do that for you? What the fuck was that? You shook your head to balance your thoughts before walking away back to the women's locker room.

You leaned against the wall of lockers as you took deep breaths, your body aching in every way imaginable. A cold shower, a cold shower will help. You tried it, it didn't do much difference. You still couldn't help your yourself. One quick orgasm, that's all, just one and you'd be good. It'll help you cool down. You told yourself.

It helped, a little. Made you extraordinarily dizzy after words, but helped stop the overwhelming feeling in your throat. You dried yourself off and changed into something clean. Your legs still felt like jelly underneath you as you walked out of the bathroom and into the main area. There you saw Shigaraki pumping away at one of those thigh machines. He was easily pushing hundred pounds no problem, it made your guts turn. He let out small grunts like he was angry. That didn't help at all. You felt stuck watching him for a moment, feelings erupting in your stomach once again.

Fuck. Get ahold of yourself. It's not like you haven't seen a guy work out before. True, but you'd never seen Shigaraki work out before. And you'd never known how strong or fast he truly was. It made your mind wonder. All the things he could do to you. He could press your knees into your chest. He could pick you up like a rag doll. He could hold you close to his chest so tight it's uncomfortable. And the more you watched the more you noticed hid

"What!?" He barked from across the room. SHIT, he noticed you starring.

"Nothing! Sorry!" Embarrassed and frightened you made your way out of the room. Making your way back up to your bedroom. You slumped over on the bed. Your face beet red and burning, if you aren't careful you might have caught a fever.

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Darling, Dearest | Part 3

Pairing: Shigaraki Tomura x F!Reader (READ ALL WARNINGS)

Word count: 4,307 (Ch. 3 of a multi-chapter fic)

Series Content Warnings: Non-Con / Dub-Con | Drug use | Depictions of violence | Dacryphilia | Unprotected sex | Depictions / mentions of blood | Kidnapping | D/s dynamics | Pet play | Degradation | Multiple partners | Stockholm Syndrome |

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Part two ♡

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‘Uhhnfhh!” My voice was hoarse from the constant screams being pulled from my throat so easily. I had since lost the ability to form coherent sentences using real words, my brain muddled from orgasms I long since lost count had resigned itself to baser sounds. My pussy was squelching so lewdly amidst the tireless ministrations of the man between my legs, which were draped over his shoulders. I was surprised my body could still produce any sort of substance after cumming so much but I was continually surprised by how the man brought out one more orgasm, pushing me over the edge again and again with each hungry stroke of the magic muscle currently devouring my sloppy, numb cunt like a starved animal. “Mmfmfhh, p-please! Stop s’too much!”

“Oh, come on now princess,” the deep rasp of a familiar voice sounded from between my legs. I peel my heavy eyelids open, sticky with tears from overstimulation as I glance down, my half-lidded gaze meeting deep carmine eyes shimmering up at me with a mischievous hunger. The soft baby blue waves framed his face unhidden by Father as he tilted his head like a curious puppy, despite his scars and rough patches of skin, he was beautiful.

So beautiful.

“P-please can’t take anymore, please don’t make me cum again,” I was a mewling mess of tears, saliva and heavy sobs wracking my whole body with trembling shakes but it only made Shigaraki glow and smirk, “Tomu p-please, n’more” I slurred as my eyelids fell shut.

“Okay my princess,” Shigaraki whispered, clambering up the length of my body to meet me in a sweet kiss. My eyes still shut but I felt him lean down and nuzzle against my neck gently, applying a soft peppering of kisses along the column of my neck and along my jaw, making me giggle. “I’ll give you some time to rest before the real fun starts,” I sighed contentedly while allowing the feeling of exhaustion to take over my body for a short rest, the elation of finally receiving a reprieve from Shigaraki’s insatiable needs halted by the feeling of my pussy being stretched wider than ever before, my body began to shake in the motions of being fucked at a brutal pace but when my eyes shot open Shigaraki was gone, and the soft pink dream world we shared was starting to bleed into deep hues of blackened blue. It felt like I had been holding my breath underwater for longer than I could, and wasn’t near the surface yet until finally I broke through with a sobbing gasp.

My eyes met almost total darkness aside from the dim glow of a gaming menu left to repeat on the screen of the wall mounted TV. The frantic thumping of my heart took over as mind tried to gather its bearings from being ripped out of a peaceful dream into reality in such a harsh way. I heard huffing and felt wet droplets fall onto my face. Blinking away the sleep in my eyes I watched in horror as Shigaraki, the real Shigaraki, was leaning over me while droplets of saliva from his tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth fell onto my face again. His cock was spearing in and out of me without abandon or care for my comfort, feeling like I was being torn apart. I tried to scream but found that there was a wadded-up piece of fabric shoved in my mouth, and secured with a silken gag tied around my head which only allowed a muffled cry to break through the sounds of Shigaraki’s labored breathing. His eyes finally snapped down to my awakening form with a wide smile.

“You did say you’d do anything, right Y/N?” Shigaraki mimicked the way I pleaded with him earlier, the embarrassment of being made fun of heating up my cheeks to a fiery pink. “Why don’t you keep being such a good, compliant cock-sleeve for me hm?” I tried to thrash my body but found that my wrists and ankles were bound to the bed and unable to move beyond an inch. The relentless slap of heavy balls against my ass added a strange sensation that sparked a fire straight into my core while the thrusts of the villain above me began to quicken and stutter before a few final pushes that had the head of his cock slamming up against my cervix over and over, sending full-body jolts throughout my nervous system that had the coil of an impending orgasm ready to snap.

“Come on little cock-sleeve, why don’t you cum for me? I feel you squeezing my cock, ready to milk me for all I have,” Shigaraki was laughing like a maniac above me as he finally let out a loud groan while he pinned his hips against mine, anchoring his cock as deep inside of me as it would go as it shot ropes of hot white cum against my womb, and the coil snapped as he was filling me up. My walls were clamping down around his cock, spasming and sucking him in deeper as my body thrashed against the bindings, my blood felt electric as I cried and drooled against my gag. Shigaraki fell fully on top of me, skin slick with sweat causing us to stick together like half-dried glue. He kept his cock seated fully in my cunt as he caught his breath, and once he did, he slowly pulled his length out of me simultaneously pulling a whimper from my throat with it as the ridges and veins caught every sensitive part inside of my abused hole on the way out.  

“You’re turning out to be more useful than I initially thought,” Shigaraki mused, more to himself out loud than to me. I was left shaking, sweaty and full of warm, sticky cum that was leaking out of my pussy and onto the mattress. Fat rolls of tears were still spilling from my eyes and down the sides of my face as I lay back on the pillow, my limbs ached and I wanted to badly to curl in on myself but my wrists and ankles were still tied to the bed without much give. “I have to go and meet someone about some prospective members for the League, you be a good toy and stay put,” and with that he was gone.

I wasn’t certain how long it had been since Shigaraki left. Ten minutes or two hours felt the same when my mind remained a hazy mess of pain and disgust at myself that I came on the cock that fucked me awake. I was in such a tormented state of mind that I didn’t realize that my quirk had activated and was working itself on my body, I didn’t take notice when the blue tendrils of energy healed the raw skin around my wrists and ankles where the ties dug in... didn’t realize I was pulling my knees to my chest and tucking arms against my stomach in as tight of a ball as I could get after the energy worked itself away at the material keeping me hostage.  

I fell asleep sobbing.

I woke up in a muddled haze of pain and confusion. My body ached like I’d been in the same position for days, and I stretched out and welcomed the sting that came with using the dormant muscles. I sat up and realized I was back in the room that had become ‘mine’ the one I initially woke up in when this whole mess started. I stretched and twisted my body until the ache dulled to a comfortable degree, and walked into the bathroom to shower; well-deserved as my skin felt filthy, sticky and wet with sweat. I turned the shower on and let the steam fill up the entire bathroom before stripping and stepping under the burning spray. I showered until the hot water turned tepid after over an hour of scrubbing, sudsing, conditioning and exfoliating every inch of my body – something in my head telling me to scrub. Scrub until it was gone.

Until what was gone?

I stepped out of the glass door and into the steamy room, enjoying the way the air quick-cooled my skin and left me feeling more refreshed than I had in a while since my arrival here. I was watching myself in the mirror as I brushed my teeth.

“You said you’d do anything, right Y/N?” Shigaraki’s voice came through the haze of my mind like a wasp sting to the psyche. I spit out my toothbrush and gagged on the memory, slipping to the floor as the night of horror came back to the forefront of my mind, something my restful state tried to protect me from but wasn’t strong enough to overtake.  

I swallowed the thick memory back down while resigning myself to the reality of what happened.

I did say I’d do anything, didn’t I?

Fucking coward.

After a glacial-paced week of sitting and watching Kurogiri take care of the bar with Shigaraki always watching some lesser-known Pro Hero on the TV complete an interview for the most recent villain attack that they thwarted, muttering to himself about the hypocrisy of it all. “Government mandated violence all in the name of the Greater Good... y’ugh,” he’d murmur angrily as his nail dug harshly into the column of his throat where new wounds and old scars comingled. With a sigh I’d stand up and walk over to where Shigaraki was sat, ruby eyes glued to the TV in silent rage as I slowly cupped his large, slender hands in my own as I pulled them down, replacing the scratch of his nails with the soft palms of my hands allowing the liquid glow of my quirk to cool and heal the raw wounds. He was resistant to me touching him in this way at first but it soon became a softened reluctance over an outright disgust.

Sometimes I almost felt him sigh and soften into my touch; and if I caught him on a particularly good day he would let me rub a moisturizing ointment on his neck, around his lips and eyes, and the scarred ridges of his forehead he seemed especially tender about. I’d always thank him for letting me into his personal space without killing me. The sarcastic quip always got me a slight tug at the corner of his lips, not a full smile but close enough in my book.

Being a reluctant (see compelled) member of the Leage of Villains as the go-to feel good girl wasn’t as awful as the first few weeks that compiled a list of horrors I was never exposed to in my day-to-day civilian life. I had a coming-to-self moment with all that had happened and recognized the pedestal I set my standards on didn’t apply here, not when I was doing whatever it took to survive each day as it came... be it an uppity thug with a colt .45 placed between my eyes (he was dusted before he thought about pulling the trigger) or Shigaraki and his hellishly huge cock - I’d take it on. I had to, had to mold myself to this uncertain lifestyle.  

The pain was starting to morph into something I derived a sick amount of pleasure from, body numb from overstimulation and pussy filled and leaking on an almost nightly basis whether back at the bar in Shigaraki’s room, or out somewhere in a filthy backway alley because his temper got out of control and he needed something grounding to reestablish his dominance over – and of course I wouldn’t let Shigaraki come an inch on to knowing I was getting more enjoyment than what reactions he forced from me with his brutal ministrations.  

I was walking shortly behind Shigaraki along the dimly lit street coming back from one of the many meetings with Giran that Shigaraki has been attending, hearing promises of new blood to come for the League of Villains – Giran was set to bring a few new bodies to the bar next week after a failed rendezvous earlier the previous week with Stain, the Hero Killer, hadn’t panned out the way Shigaraki had hoped it would; though he was completely unfazed by the failing of Stain’s recruitment and just moved on to bigger plans that included destroying him instead along the way. It was a miraculous turnaround after the failed recruitment of Stain and a meeting Shigaraki had mentioned with a student that was ‘surprisingly insightful’ - I wasn’t sure what it meant then but Shigaraki had slowly began to morph into a true leader of the League as opposed to the childish brat with an anger problem and disposable resources. He was still angry, still had all he could want short of the collapse of Hero Society at his fingertips... but his demeanor and reactions to certain things shifted and I admired the change in him.

I was pulled from my mindless day dreaming by someone quite literally pulling on me and shoving me hard against a wall behind a convenience store Shigaraki and I had been walking past, though his long legs had meant he was further ahead of me when I was grabbed. A meaty hand that smelt like cigarettes and filth was clamped over my mouth and I looked up to see the stocky form of some no-life thug in a grey wifebeater and jeans looking at me with blown pupils and a sick grin of uneven black and yellowed teeth. There was an indistinguishable press of a dulled knife in my stomach, not quite puncturing into me yet but I felt the tiniest amount of blood trickling down to my navel from the initial push. I glowered at the hunk of fat and ill-intent pinning me to the wall, struggling against the grip that while shaky, was still strong enough to overpower me. I had just gotten one of my legs loose from where his own were pinning them just enough to give a good kick straight up into his family jewels but just as my boot was meant to contact balls his body crumbled and disintegrated to comingle with the other debris and filth of the alleyway where he truly belonged.  

“Fuc-” I was cut off by Shigaraki’s annoyed expression, shaking his hand slightly as it dusting it off.

“You’re an incessant magnet for scum,” he growled, yanking me from my shocked position still on the wall and out back onto the sidewalk toward the bar. He had an iron-tight four fingered grip on my wrist that I knew was going to leave an angry looking mark once he let me go. With his pace set to a brutal haste, we were back inside the bar in no time. Walking quickly past Kurogiri who gave us a questioning look but didn’t push Shigaraki any further, knowing the man was furious and on a mission. We rounded a corner and down a hall to where I knew Shigaraki’s room was, and he opened the door and threw me inside, shutting it behind him and leaning against it with his slender arms crossed tightly across his chest, his gleaming red eyes glaring daggers down at me where I fell on his mattress, his right hand came up to his neck and scratched at it relentlessly, picking at the tender skin and causing pearls of blood to show.  

“May I ask what the hell this is?” I motioned to my bruised wrist and outwardly to the room around us in general. Shigaraki was taking in sharp, deep breaths like he was trying to calm himself down.

“Shut up,” is all he growled out.

“W-” I started and then decided to clamp my mouth shut, thinking better against speaking up like my need for the last word is fighting me to do. I just give a small nod and fold my hands in my lap, waiting; and I wasn’t kept waiting long before slender, pale fingers reached out in front of me and quickly decayed my sweatshirt and the joggers of Shigaraki’s I was still wearing. Knowing where this was going to head, I quickly kicked off the boots I was still wearing and waited, almost afraid to breathe as Shigaraki’s fingertips ghosted over the contours of my body, stopping to press a red mark into an especially soft spot with a pleased hum. He finally decided upon utilizing both his hands pointer finger and thumb to tug and roll my nipples harshly between his fingers with an unforgiving pressure, taking extra pleasure in the pathetic, pained mewls that left my throat when he tugged forward harshly.

“You belong to me,” he said evenly, his deadpan tone and calm demeanor scaring me more than I am during any of his previous outbursts. One hand let go of the abused nipple it was holding onto to rain down a slap that left the room echoing with a deafening silence. I bit into my bottom lip until it bled, holding back the cry as a few tears escapes my eyes. Shigaraki leaned forward and licked up along the curve of my cheek, taking my throat into his hand, leaving his middle finger up in the air as he pressed into my throat with force. “Say it,” he growled.

“Y-yours,” I choked out as best I could from the pressure on my throat, “I belong to you - I’m yours.”

“That’s right, you’re mine. Mine to do with as I please, mine to keep,” Shigaraki leant down and took a long breath in, leaning in further to place a kiss on the top of my head. “Then why do you keep letting the slums of the Earth put their hands on what’s mine? Once or twice might be a coincidence, but it’s happened what, princess, three or four times now? That’s a pattern...” Shigaraki’s tone was dangerous and my heart leapt up into my throat jack hammering like a rabbit caught beneath a wolf’s paw. “A pattern that needs to be broken,” he finishes and the tears are flowing in a silent river down my cheeks, landing on my bare chest and mixing with the remaining ash of my clothes in grey streaks.  

“S-Shigaraki, I don’t... I-I can’t control what others do to me,” I whisper nearly inaudible, “I don’t ask to be touched or threatened, or – or fucking whatever!” I didn’t realize I was shaking until Shigaraki placed his hands on my shoulders careful not to lay all fingers down as always, and pressed down on them until I was laying back on the bed underneath his weight. My body was still trembling beneath the hard crimson stare of the villain above me as he slowly leant down to draw a deep breath against the skin of my shoulder, sending a shiver up the length of my spine. “P-please I don’t mean to draw their attention, I don’t want it,” I was whining weakly as he kept up his slowly ghosting over my body, drawing deep inhales of my skin and hair, tracing a long wet line with his tongue up the column of my neck and the curve of my face... the way you’d imagine a dragon would play with a sheep before it devoured the poor creature. I stopped my pleading quickly when I realized it wasn’t changing his demeanor, or my inevitable fate, of what that was I wasn’t certain, but I had one last pleading question. “W-why am I being punished for someone else’s transgressions?” I wasn’t proud of the way my voice cracked and bubbled with fear, and lost the fight to the threat of tears almost spilling over my eyes.

“You’re not,” Shigaraki breathed, ghosting his against my neck before placing sweet kisses against the skin.  

“Then why-?” I was cut off by the press of his scarred lips to mine, and while it was always an odd feeling blooming in the pit of my stomach at the uncharacteristically intimate act, I allowed him to do as he pleased; and despite the side effects of his quirk affecting his skin, his lips were still warm and welcoming. Shigaraki pressed his body further against mine, lodging a knee between my thighs as he pressed the joint hard up against my pussy causing my cheeks to burn hot and pink with the embarrassment of how turned on I was by the simple action, my arousal evident in the hot pulsations of need aching where his knee pressed and rubbed just enough to frustrate me.

“Is being with me really such a punishment?” He asked, his tone even despite the personal sting the question would bring anyone asking that of themselves. He doesn’t wait for an answer though before his mouth is back on mine, slender fingers kneading harshly into the soft fat of my stomach and hips with a bruising force, dipping down to my thighs as he hiked them to curl up around his own hips. Shigaraki was rutting his clothed cock against my core, already shamefully hot and wet, soaking into the fabric of his pants as he grinded against the slick lips. He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine, as my lips parted with puffing breaths from the growing arousal of his grinding, wanting more friction, more anything... more of him. “Don’t you see that someone so weak like you, someone so naive and alluring to such pathetic scum needs to be kept and looked after by someone who is able to protect them?” Shigaraki was punctuating his sentences with deep grinds against my bare pussy, the rough seams of his pants bringing me a mixture of pleasure from having just enough friction, and pain from how harsh the fabric was against the sensitive bud. I just nodded, dumb from the aching between my legs. I was always a magnet for trouble, big or small, and I noticed it more and more since having first been taken that night in the alley; it’s been one shitty situation after another with someone trying to take something from me. Shigaraki seemed to sense the change in my thoughts as he decayed his own clothing in a fit of frustrated rage at what was separating our bodies. His pale cock slapped up heavy against his stomach as the fabric fell from his body. The head was red, angry with need and leaking a bead of pearly precum. As if my body decided to move on its own, I was on my hands and knees on Shigaraki’s bed and leaning forward to grab at the delicious looking cock, lavishing the head with kitten licks swirling around the tip in a mess of saliva and precum. His long fingers were tangling in my hair, gentling scratching my scalp with the main four fingers, eliciting a hum from me as I leant into his palm like a cat. His fingers found purchase tangled in my hair on the back of my head as he gripped hard and gave a hard yank that had tears brimming my eyes as Shigaraki looked down at me with a charming smile stretching his lips and his ruby eyes narrowed down at me. “Answer me, princess,” Shigaraki purred and I only nodded along quickly.

“Y-yes I need protecting,” I whimpered out when his grip tightened, pulling at the roots of my hair painfully.  

“You need me,” he stated simply and I nodded fervently.

“Yes, I n-need you,” I let out a breath when Shigaraki released his Titan grip on my hair, plopping onto the bed and rubbing at the back of my head with a series of pitiful whines.  

“What do you need me for, princess?” Shigaraki asked with a wicked grin on his face.

“Mmfmmph n-need you to protect me,” I managed out between the small thrusts Shigaraki made of barely his cockhead in and out of my mouth, teasing me. “Need your coc-” a hard shove had his full length sheathed down my throat as I drooled and gagged around the fleshy member. Sputtering and trying to breathe through my nose until Shigaraki used his forefinger and thumb to pinch my nostrils affectively cutting off all my air which had me struggling against him.  

“That’s right,” Shigaraki stated above me, as cool and collected as ever as I thrashed and struggled for air beneath him, “you need me, my cock. I am the Master of your future, I can give you so much and take everything away,” he said giving one final thrust into my mouth after I calmed down from lack of oxygen and resignation to my fate, and pulled out letting me sputter and pull hungry breaths of air in as he looked on with a sick satisfaction etched across his soft, scarred features. I fell down on my stomach flat like a frog and just let the tears flow freely as my body shook with hiccups and fits of coughs as the ability to breathe came back to me fully.  

Shigaraki leant down until he was face to face with me, his hand reaching out to cut my tear-soaked cheek as he spoke, “You’re going to make such an exceptional player two when I’m done with you.”

I resigned myself to the comfort that came as he crawled into his bed with me, wrapping his frame around mine as I still shook a bit from the sobs that wracked my chest. I fell asleep coming down from the high of fear, sinking into the comfort of no longer being used for the time being having been pushed past a limit tonight.

I felt strong, slender arms grasp my waist tighter in my sleep as I drifted off into a black, dreamless sleep.

[fruitymimi]

Hii, um, this is my first time requesting something like this. I was wondering if you could do a kink fanfic for Shigaraki x Female!Reader, with 9, 13, and 19? Thank you! And I love your work!💖

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pairing; tomura shigaraki x fem!reader

word count; 2.2k

warnings; cursing, smut, degradation, tomura calls reader filthy and dumb, hate sex

kinks used;

9. Breeding

13. Degradation

19. Hate Sex

mimis thoughts; here the reader is overhaul’s assistant w/ a cat quirk, but i don’t think i really mention anything cat like?? also this is LONG overdue, as well as some other requests,,, im gonna try and get caught up

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“How the hell am I supposed to work with her?” Tomura groaned, throwing his head back almost like a child, “She’s always complaining and always says something about how I run my organization!” He ranted, his brows furrowed.

He spoke as if she wasn’t right in front of him. “It’s getting to the point of where I don’t even care about what Overhaul says. I want her fucking gone,” Tomura stomped his foot, crossing his arms.

Finally, Dabi had chimed in. “Shiggy,” he called, looking at him, “You need to relax and talk it out with her. We have to get this job done, after that, you can do whatever you want.” He whispered, reminding him of the purpose of her being in their hideout.

She sat back on the raggedy couch, a smile on her lips as she looked at him. She’d be lying if she said Tomura didn’t look absolutely sexy when he was fuming like he was. “Really? Am I that hard to work with, Shiggy?” She mocked the nickname, dragging her nails against the soft, worn out cushion.

Tomura snapped his head over to her. His pale skin was now burning red, obviously from how angry he was. The only thing keeping him from lunging at her was the League. He let out a huff. “Let me talk to her alone,” Tomura said, looking up at Dabi.

Dabi pursed his lips, nodding his head. He was in no place to argue, nor did he care about whatever Tomura was planning to do or say to her. He led the rest out, making sure they closed the door behind them.

After the door was closed, the silence in the room was almost sickening. Tomura was just staring at her, no signs of sympathy in his red eyes. It was almost like you could cut the thick tension in half with a knife.

“Well,” she broke the awkward silence, her eyes nervously scanning his face, “if there’s something you want to say to me, say it now-“

“I don’t like you.” he deadpanned, walking over to stand in front of her on the couch.

She tilted her head, her eyes forming a squint. “Well damn, tell me how you really feel, jeez.”

“You’re not that smart, you act like you’re entitled, and you’re a bitch.” he continued, taking the harmless expression to an extreme.

“I’m a who?” Her tone changed when he called her that name, her arms crossed over her chest.

“A bitch. You. Are. A. Bitch.” Tomura punctuated each word with a step closer to her, his legs caught between hers where she was seated on the couch. 

She looked up at him, flying to her feet to cancel as much power he had in that moment, a fast, thoughtless decision, really. “Yeah? I’m a bitch? You won’t do anything about it, though. You can call me a bitch all you want, you’re still bark and no bi-”

She was cut off by his long fingers clasping around her throat, the absence of his pinkie really giving no relief to the stinging sensation around her neck. Her airways were immediately cut, resulting in a choked out gasp erupting from her throat.

“No bark and no bite? Really? That’s the best you’ve got?” Tomura gave her a cocky smile, “I could kill you right here, you wouldn’t stop me, would you?” She could feel butterflies thumping in her stomach as she made eye contact with the villain. “You’re sick,” she snarled, her hand clenching around his wrist, “You wouldn’t hurt me.”

“And you’ve convinced yourself that why...?” he peered down at her, “I could do anything I wanted to you and not one of the people in here would bat an eye.” he pouted his lips.

She looked almost offended, “Yeah? Prove it. Do something to me.”

After staring at each other for so long, it was almost like instinct. Something you’d see in a movie. Tomura’s lips pressed against Y/N’s, the two sets of lips clashing against each other. 

Surprisingly, Tomura’s lips were softer than they looked. His body was barely pressed against hers, but he radiated so much warmth despite his cold demeanor. She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his hands fall to her hips.

He broke the kiss, his lips bruised red. “Take off your clothes,” he told her, sitting down on the couch with his legs open. He tugged on her wrist when she was finished, pulling her to sit on his lap. “You know something, Y/N...?” he kissed down her neck, lips trailing down to her collarbone, “You sure did get undressed fast. Almost makes me think you’ve wanted this for a long time. Did you?” He raised a brow, his breath hot against her neck.

She put her hands on his shoulder to balance herself, her eyes fluttering shut as she nodded her head. “And so what if I was..?”

Tomura’s eyes flickered up to meet hers, “You’re still running your mouth? What a stupid slut you are. Open,” he tapped on her lips, his two fingers sliding into her mouth, “I’ll shut you up.”

Tomura pushed his fingers down her throat, abruptly pulling them out when he thought they were wet enough. He ran the two fingers down her clit, his lips attaching to her neck once more. He pressed the fingers at her hole, teeth biting down on the sensitive skin.

Her lips parted, nails instantly digging into his shoulder blades. His fingers sunk into her hole, a desperate moan ripping itself out of Y/N’s throat. He smiled against her skin, his eyes fluttering shut. 

“That’s fucking right,” he said, the sound of her pants and gasps sent tingles straight to his cock. He slowly began to move his fingers in and out of her, the slow and agonizing drag of the digits made her grow more and more desperate for him. “Barely got anything inside of you and you’re already acting like a fucking whore.”

The pads of his fingers curled, pressing into her sensitive spot. She arched into him, eyes fluttering shut as the sensation. She rocked her hips against his fingers, grip tightening on his shoulders. 

“I want you to beg for this cock.” he whispered against her, fingers not slowing down, “And I want everyone to hear you. Hear how you instantly became a whiny bitch for me, yeah? You’re already so desperate,” he teased. He was right, it was like her pussy was already gushing around his two fingers.

Tomura loved the way she got embarrassed, the way her hole fluttered around his fingers, how she let out pathetic whimpers at each curl of his fingers.

“I want your cock so badly,” she whined out, biting down on her bottom lip so hard she thought it’d bleed.  Had she not been so distracted by his assault on her g-spot, she would have noticed the way his cock pressed painfully against his zipper, aching to just fill her tight cunt already.

Tomura hummed against her skin. “Yeah? Say it again for me. I want to hear you beg for this cock,” he quickened his pace, tongue licking over the newly made bruises against the soft flesh of her neck. He swiped his thumb over her clit, watching her face twist in pleasure at the blissful feeling. “If you can cum on my fingers, I’ll let you choke on this cock while I think about fucking that slutty pussy of yours,” he said to her.

She clenched around the two digits, feeling her muscles tighten and then finally relax. Her orgasm came washing over her, pussy gushing easily at his words. She hated to admit it, but the absolute humiliation he put her through aided her orgasm, sending aftershocks through her body, down to her sensitive clit.

Tomura pulled out his fingers, “Fucking filthy,” he spat, “Get between my legs.” he demanded, finally unzipping his pants and slid them off along with his boxers. His cock sprung free, the angry red tip slapping against his stomach when the cold air finally hit it. “Open your mouth.”

She did as he said, feeling Tomura wrap her hair around his hand, lowering her mouth down onto his cock. She closed her eyes, relaxing her throat so she could take him deeper.

Tomura wasted no time, hips bucking upward to find a steady pace. He began thrusting into her mouth, his head thrown back on the couch as he let out quiet, choked out grunts of ecstasy. He loved the way she sounded gagging on his cock, the way she couldn’t fit it all in her mouth, but it didn’t stop her from taking him deeper and deeper with each thrust of his hips.

Tomura bit his lip, eyes trained on her lips. They puckered around his cock, drool pooling out of her mouth as she worked wonders with her tongue. “Open your eyes, I wanna see your face,” he said, looking down at her. 

She opened her eyes, tears brimming at the rims as she took his cock. 

“That’s right, good girl...” he fought a smile, his cheeks blushed with a pretty red color, “Suck my cock, show me how much you like it... Show me how much of a slut you really are.” he teased, pushing her head down to lower her even farther.

She did as he said, hollowing her cheeks around him, letting out little whimpers to send vibrations up his cock, maintaining eye contact with the villain above her. 

“If they were to see you,” he said in reference to the other villains, “They’d think you’re just a little whore. A filthy, nasty cumslut. You were made for this cock, weren’t you? Bet you can’t wait for me to fill up this pussy, can you? Can’t wait for me to destroy you and leave you breathless, huh...?”

She nodded her head, eyes looking up at him for pity. Tomura lifted her head, tugging her off of his cock. “Stand up.” he told her.

She did as he said, watching him stand from his seat on the couch. “Lay on the couch on your hands and knees,” he pushed at the back of her kneecaps.

When she did, Tomura went behind her, hands gripping at her hips. He lined himself up with her hole, tip rubbing against her slit to spread the slick around her cunt.

His cock sank into her, a sigh exiting both of their lips as he bottomed out. He didn’t exactly take it slow, as he wasn’t a patient person and it wouldn’t stop just for Y/N. He wanted her to feel like his slut, he wanted her to know that she was his slut.

“Fuck yourself on my cock,” he said, loosening his right grip on her hips so she could match his pace, “Make yourself cum on me.”

She rocked her hips back into him, hands gripping at the pillows to keep herself balanced. The stretch of his cock felt euphoric, the sudden fullness satisfied her in ways she couldn’t have even imagined.

“Don’t you feel gross? Fucking yourself against me where everybody else can see... Bet you’d like it if I came inside of you, you’d let me breed you, huh?” Tomura slapped the fat of her ass, watching the skin jiggle and bounce with each thrust, “Gonna fuck yourself stupid on my cock, aren’t you? I want you to barely remember your name while I fuck this pussy, watch you go dumb for this cock.” His word were like acid, each insult going straight to her cunt, adding to the pleasure of his cock.

Each time he spoke, it made her pussy throb. “I want you to— fuck,” she bit down on her lip, a moan ripping from her throat, “I want you to ruin me, please,” she begged, cunt fluttering around his dick.

“How disappointing d’you think it’d be if people found out the villain terrorizing their town got put in their place almost immediately? How fucking dumb you would look if they saw you. The girl they’re scared of getting fucked until she’s crying ‘cause of my cock, pretty little cunt just begging to be filled with my cum, yeah?”

She let out a sob, eyes crossing as he rammed into her from the back. Tomura’s filthy words were almost enough to send her over the edge again.

“Gonna cum on my cock? Do it.” He said, no intention on slowing his rough thrusts.

She clenched around him, her release gushing out onto his cock. Her cunt fluttered around him, eyes crossing, tongue drooling out of her mouth as she came.

Tomura closed his eyes, helping her through her orgasm with his rough thrusts. He could feel his own release approaching, but he wanted her to be completely focused on his cock.

She whimpered, “Cum in me. I want you to breed me and claim my pussy as yours,” she begged, looking up at him through her lashes, “Make me your stupid slut.”

Tomura’s thrusts grew sloppier, his eyes slowly closing from the feeling. He came inside of her, painting her insides white just like she’d asked. He could feel her cunt swallowing in his cum, both of them catching their breath, calming down from orgasms.

After awhile, Tomura pulled himself out of her, watching the cum drip from her hole, a thin line of sweat beading at his hairline.

She laid down on the couch, turning onto her back.

“You know,” Tomura began, ignoring her pants, “I don’t think i’m quite finished with you.”

[kokushibouthings]

Good boy..

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Pairing: Shigaraki x reader

Content: Sexual themes, AFAB reader, Degrading kink(?), Dominant reader

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"What's wrong, darling? I thought I told you to beg for it." Placing your feet on his clothed crotch, while he lifts his head to look at you on his knees.

His vermillion eyes looking into yours, gritting his teeth obviously being pissed but with no choice.. "tch..." Turning his gaze away, embarrassedly with a faint blush on him

"p ...—please.. I need you so bad, Please let me fuck you.." He pleads so desperately it almost makes you laugh. "Awwh, Let me get a good look at who wants me then." You closen up on him, placing your palm on his chin to make you look at you while brushing your feet against his clothed crotch...

"Tell me, How bad do you need me?" His eyes looking again into yours, "I need you so fucking bad I can't wait I just want to fucking rip you apart...please..! Please I'm begging you, fu ...—fuck, Y/N please..." He grabs onto your hands, cupping them impatiently

"Mmh. Arent you a gross little whore?" You stand up, pushing him down onto the ground hovering over him. "You're so fucking needy for me, arent you a pathetically good boy?" Working his zipper down.. "Uggh... Fuckin gross. Didn't bother wearing boxers today at all?" You teased knowing he just takes it off after he's done with some shit or whatever... Not responding impatiently exclaiming telling him to "beg."

"A..ah. uhm... P ...—please. Faster..." You smile at him, moving down to his dick, licking it.

"Good boy, continue." You slide your hands through his shirt, pinching his nipples...

Pulling your mouth away. "Jesus Christ you have sensitive nipples." "...yes" He mutters, almost having you not hear him. pfffft...

You snicker shortly going back working on his dick, "Mmng... uhh. fuuck..." His low groans escaping his desperately covered mouth, with his vision looking down at you.

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"Oh look at what you fuckin did. You messy little shit." You say while licking up his cum that went everywhere.. He tries to turn to his side attempting to catch his breathe, but you grab on his waist..

"Pretty boy, we aren't done yet. Don't you remember begging to fuck me? I only just sucked you off." His eyes widen a little, seeing him have a faint blush on his face through the hair stuck onto him from the sweat..

[fertilize-my-eggs]

" all of this is for me? You shouldn't have. " mean dom! shigaraki x virgin sub fem! Reader smut

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Author: I basically ask my friend @delfinafiore for randomly numbers so this is kinda a self request I guess lol anyway I hope you and everyone enjoy this x3

There the link if y'all wanna request nasty fanfics from me ♡

♡88: " are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop. "

♡171: I'm sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification just from stare at him if I try hard enough.

♡399: " I just wanna fuck the pain away. "

Warings: rough sex + creampie + multiple orgasm + fingering & oral sex (f) + breeding kink + corrupt kink + losing v-card + possessive tomura at the end.

You were staring at your boss for little while. you and him were at the bar drinking on this deep lonely night. you couldn't help but stare at his beauty. You made a soft sign. I'm sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification just from stare at him if I try hard enough.

He's felt it in the back of his head, your staring long, he's couldn't help but feel slightly irritated.. Why is she's staring at me? I mean I don't mind but it's getting really annoying. His hand goes up to his neck to scratch a bit then turn to look at yours." Y/n.. What's the hell is the staring problem?? Quite it. " He's made a hiss like noise, your eyes went wide didn't mean to make your boss unconfortable by your stare.

" I-I... Sorry Mr.tomura! I.. " you try to think of something that's more flirty and make it pretty obviously. You pull a small piece of hair behind your ear then did a cute caressing on his thigh. " I was.. Thinking we're could do something that very private in your room. " you felt your cheeks getting warm by the second, his narrow eyes were looking at your hand then at you as he's harshly push it away, he's get up." No.. I don't care, you're very weird person y/n. " your eyes went wide and felt well should of see this one coming, He's not used someone wanted him in that kind of way. You felt tears coming watching him leave.

You softly say." I just wanna fuck the pain away. " tomura pause at the door as He's turn his head to the side." Excuse me? What's was that.. That's you mumble. " He's could felt his cock getting hard by the second. You made a grunt noise." Nothing tomura just nothing.. " you know what's I'm gonna be bold you thought." All I wanted.. Was a good dick down because my boyfriend.. Well ex.. He's dump me last night because-.." Your eyes were getting watery by the minute. He's was still there watching you finished your sentence." He's won't do it with me.. " you turn your head to the side but tomura grab your chin making you look at his lustful eyes." Do what? "

Your teary eyes blink at him dumbly as you begin to whimper." He's said I was.. Too freaky for him even though I never had sex. " tomura bite his lips softly, He's does have a thing to corrupt your innocence before you had a boyfriend, He's just thought you would already lose it.

Tomura lean in to whisper in your ear." are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop. " your face turn super red but you give a warm smile." Yeah I'm sure-.. " you made a loud gasp when he's pick you up to take you to his room, he's quickly bite and suck your neck." Your ex is a fucking dumbass for dumping you princess." You soft moan out, kiss his head while your soft hands was playing his messy locks." He's was too vanilla for me personally. " you made a soft giggle, tomura open the door to slammed it shuted, He's walk to the bed to throw you on it. You quickly remove most the clothing, it's really happening.. You did had thing for your boss before your boyfriend but tomura was right, He's wasn't into kinkest stuff like you were and when your ex dump you saying He's would rather have someone who's basic as him and before you knew it, it's was time to make moves with your boss. You made loud gasp when he's pull your thighs toward him, his eyes watch your exposed opening twitch.

You made loud cry like whine when his hand harshly slap your entrance few times making it a pretty red, His thumbs pull your lips wide just for his heavy eyelids." All of this is for me? You shouldn't have. " He's lean in to start kisses and sucking your clit harsh, you cry his name, your hips was grinding his face fast. He's was writing his full names with his tongue, you watch him go to town eating you out like five star meal.

Tomura wrap his arm around your thick thighs to pull you closer to him, his long boney fingers slide inside your sweet walls." Mmm so fuckin' tight. " your whole face was sweating, flustered from him devouring your sweet juices. His fingers moving faster and harder inside your walls, his crimson eyes watch you begin to reach your first orgasm.

You scream out his name, your whole body goes stiff from the intense high, your thighs were twiching and shaking but he's still keep going.

He's move away to finger fucking your pussy." You like that my sweet princess? Can't wait to make you my queen. " you nod your head fast, couldn't make any words just moan out his name. He's finally remove his fingers out and shove it in your mouth, you tasting your sweet essence. He's watch you moaning, sucking around his fingers as he's remove his fingers. You made some pants as you watch him rubs his wet fingers all over his cock, He's pump it few times.

" ready my sweet dollface. " you made a whine when you felt his spongy tip tapping your sensitive clit." Please.. Put it in, I want your cock inside me please. " He's bite his scarred lips a bit as he's put his reddish tip to your entrance and push inside your tight velvet wall. You both made a loud gasp at the same time, he's was half way in and finally he's couldn't take it anymore, he's start ramming your pussy fast and hard. He's wasn't giving you any time to adjust to his size, your hands move to his back to create heavy scratch marks." Yes yes yess-! Fuck-.. Mark your King as yours baby, I'm already yours. " you couldn't listen to his rambling, his hips keep knocking your air out making you wraps your legs around his hips to pull him closer, your teary eyes couldn't see him, it's was getting too much. Your head was throw back and your back arch up for your breast to touch his chest, he's watch you in awe when you reach your second high this one was too intense." Please-!! Please... Breed me tomura." You though He's was gonna stop a bit but you saw his eyes change from deep red to pure black, it's trigger something in him. He's quickly push your thighs up to your chest as you begin to sobbing, he's reaching deeper with this position.

" yeah? Mmm fuck yeah- ! You're so fuckin' hot." He's lean in to whisper." You want to be my cumdump-... Carrying my offsprings-. Fuck~! Making you nice and round? " your eyes roll back and nodding your head fast, his hips were going in inhuman speed, his tip hitting that's spot that's making you see stars." YES PLEASE TOMUU~! FUCK A BABY IN ME PLEASE-! " you cry out, at this point you felt other orgasm hit you like train, making you feel so dizzy and making a huge mess.

He's lean in to bite your neck more, he's loving your walls getting tight around his thickness. He's made a loud grunt and shot his heavy loaded inside your pussy, his hips still going fucking his cum deeper and fast. There was some loud squanching getting very noticeable but you didn't care, you feel too good getting dick from your boss.

He's move away to look at you with possessive eyes." Mine mine mine fucking MINE~ ! " He's slammed his hips again to dump more cum inside your sore pussy, you finally feel very satisfied by the good rough fucking, your skin is glowing from him taking your virginity away. You turn your head to the side breathing heavy, you dumbly blink few times. Wait he's not getting soft..

You made a loud gasp when he's manhandle you to be on your hands and knees as he's slide back inside and you made a loud cry from how sensitive you are. he's lean in to whisper.

" what? You think it's over? we're just getting start my beauty. "

[a-shy-blueberry]

Cum On In

A/N: Literally just wanted to thirst about Shigaraki eating his cum and instead it grew into this. Thank you so much to @eikatslut; @katonshoko; and @touyas-peach for your help!! And for listening to me rant about this for so long. 😭😭😭 And an extra special thanks to @eikatslut​ for beta’ing!

Pairing: Shigaraki Tomura x F! Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: When Shigaraki lets your name slip, and you slip his, tensions mount till you find him fucking himself in your bed, i.e.you peg the guy and a bunch of other nasty stuff.

Warnings: MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI, Female Masturbation, Male Masturbation, Sex Toys, Voyeurism, Mutual Masturbation (Sort of), Cum Eating, Anal Play, Anal Plug, Anal Fingering, Pegging, Alcohol, Unsafe Sex, Creampie, Oral M! Receiving, Cunnilingus, Switch! Reader, Switch! Shigaraki.

Word Count: 4.6k

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In your defense, you'd never meant to fall for your boss.

You had joined the League of Villains out of a sense of righting a wrong world. Aspirations of starting over and fixing society compelled you to join his cause. So, when you finally signed up, you had been expecting an imposing figure. An idol among men for people to gather around. Someone who'd strike anyone as malicious the second they laid eyes on him.

Instead, you had Shiggy….

Granted he was positively terrifying. Just only when the moment called for it. As a member of the League, you were far more likely to catch him in his plaid pajama pants sleepily brushing his teeth. His hair all ruffled up from a long night. Or sleep-deprived and over-caffeinated after a late-night gaming binge; like the walking dead and in desperate need of a nap. Then you had your personal favorite, nervous Shigaraki that retreated into his hoodie just a bit, a faint blush on his cheeks, completely unfiltered as always but a hint of bluster as he yelled at you to get lost. Even though he was far from what you had expected, he still managed to make your heart thump.

Sure, he was rough around the edges, but there was something that just drew you to him. Like the fact that despite being the center of the LoV he seemed to cling to the outskirts, choosing a drink with Kurogiri over getting into the antics of everyone else.

That and you knew he was at least mildly interested, catching him more than once checking out your ass or chest. Turning bright red and angrily muttering at you if you so much as implied what he was up to. So, while you certainly hadn’t meant to but somewhere in all those nights sitting at a cozy bar or stuck somewhere on a mission going south, you’d found that you had grown interested, too. Not that you could do anything about it though. The moves you had made to get closer to him so far had gone ignored or met with hostility and you had a sinking suspicion Shigaraki was the kind of person to ignore rather than confront any urges in your favor.

Boy had you been wrong.

Shigaraki never meant to fall for you.

He had always been alone, or at least, it’d been so long since he’d had anyone it felt like it’d always been just him. That was just what he was used to. He never really expected to have anyone.

So why were you so puzzling to him?

It wasn’t as though there was this lightning moment, you certainly weren’t presented as a romantic interest. Just a new recruit like anyone else. Then a member, like many more around you. Doing what was expected, like anyone else. A standard companion rather than any kind of special character.  Except you just kept showing up.

All the time.

When missions ended up fucked and he’d have to force an evacuation, or when he was at the hideout, a rare moment where his guard was down.

A stupid smile on your face, honeyed words, and understanding. He wanted you. Wanted to figure out why you always had a sweet thing to say to him when he did nothing but spit venom or ignore you.

You were on his mind all the time. But his curiosity wasn’t as bad as his imagination.

Nails scratching down his thighs, mouth wrapped around his cock, eyes wide and innocent, not so dissimilar from the wide-eyed look you gave him every time you interacted.

He was tortured, images of you haunting him, unable to escape you during the day and night, your perfume on his nose, phantom feelings of your skin under his fingerprints. It was a cruel joke, not like anyone would let him touch them, especially not you.

 So, if he was going to be alone forever anyways, he had to do something to ease this tension.

It started small. A pocket pussy when his fist no longer felt like enough.

The tight feeling of it around his cock never failed to send him cross-eyed in pleasure, filling it up with his cum as he imagined that it was you who was bouncing on his cock. Your cunt squeezing him like a vice grip as you milked him for all he's worth.

But he was still curious, wondering what it'd be like to have your pretty lips wrapped around his cock, leaving lipstick rings around him. The curiosity was insatiable, till he was sending you out on a mission, sneaking into your room while you were away. Grabbing your favorite shade just so he can see what it'd look like. The sight alone had him almost cumming, too lost in the image of painting your pretty face with his cum.

He wondered if you’d like that, like licking the cum from off your face. Wiping fingers down your chest and sucking on them to clean them off. He wondered what it would be like, trying his own cum to see if it tastes alright. The salty-sweet flavor was addicting, the taboo nature of what he was doing, how gross he was being. Jacking himself off only to clean himself off with his tongue. Wondering how your juices would be different. Craving to see how they mixed. Filling your tight little pussy with his cum only to eat it out of you.

He was becoming insatiable.

You had counted yourself lucky that you shared a wall with Shiggy, almost silent for the most part, only sometimes waking you up by shouting at his games in the middle of the night but for the most part he’d been quiet.

Not anymore.

Something changed dramatically in the last month, his sounds keeping you up throughout the night, the squelching of his cock, and his latest toy spinning your head around. Spending your nights biting your fist, an ear pressed to your shared wall as you caught his little whimpers.

Fingering yourself maddeningly as you tried to race him to your pleasure, challenging yourself, one, two, and sometimes three orgasms before he finally came. Imagining what it’d be like, having him abuse your cunt instead of some toy he’d picked up. You could scarcely meet his eye anymore. Sure, that your desperation would show on your face. Desperate to pin him down and fuck yourself on him till you couldn’t cum anymore.

It all came to a head one night, three fingers shoved into your cunt, your face shoved into a pillow, humping your hand like mad when you heard it.

He was calling out your name.

“Come on, cum for me, please,” you heard him beg, moving your hand in time to his strokes, closing your eyes and pretending he was there above you. His begging growing louder as you both grew more desperate.

You didn’t know what came over you.  You were so close, so caught up in the vision when it slipped out. A near-silent plea.

“Tomura please,”

You came right then, hearing as Shigaraki’s strokes stuttered out.

“Shit shit shit,” he grunted out as he came.

You sat there in silent terror. Waiting for the inevitable. Waiting for him to come in but he never did. It wasn’t until well into the afternoon the next day did you dare exit your room.

But Shigaraki was already long gone.

“Tomura please.”

He heard you, he knew he did.

Your voice, unmistakable. His first name on your lips, all breathy.

The memory sent blood straight to his cock. The stuttered sound of your voice as you came with him.

He spent the night shell-shocked. How could you have this much of an effect on him? He was beyond this, you were far more like some random NPC, someone he shouldn't be focused on. And yet you cursed him. He thought it was bad before, but now his dreams had an audio track. Over and over.

“Tomura please,”

And league outings were only making it worse. Clearly, you didn’t think he heard you, treating him as if he didn’t exist, even though you were the one that said his name. Flirting with the new recruits, laughing with Toga and Twice, or worse… Dabi

It was on one night that you especially seemed intent on torturing him. Drunk off your ass when everyone started swapping sex stories, you in the center of it all detailing your little arsenal of toys to your compatriots and exactly how you used them, a glimmer of glee in your eyes as you watched their collective mouths drop. Then with a shrug, like it was no big deal at all you said, “Sure all of that is fun, but what I want is to try pegging sometime.”

Several guys around you shifted uncomfortably, but Dabi just leaned in closer, purring for your attention. Making Shigaraki seethe. Failing to realize that you were paying attention to one person in particular as you kept going. His face flushed as you described the dream. Shigaraki’s pants growing tight as you giggled to yourself in embarrassment, before passing the attention on to someone else.

That final straw snapped him. Later that night he fell into an internet spiral. Learning everything he could. He wanted to prepare himself for you. He knew he needed more than just his hand to work himself open. He remembered your earlier conversation, well aware you were still in the bar with the rest of the League, trying to sop up the liquor with food, occupied for the next several hours. It was time for you to deal with the consequences of tormenting him for so long. So, he quietly entered the hall. Opening your bedroom door and closing it behind him.

Hesitantly, he looked under your bed, spotting a box tucked in the back just as you described. A little pink plug nestled against a bottle of lube, and a slimmer box placed there as well. He grabbed the lube, slicking up his fingers, hunched over on all fours as he teased his hole. One finger circling the rim. Carefully working his way in. Wriggling it deeper. Grabbing the plug next. Hovering it over his whole as he gently pushed it in. The stretch was intense, trying not to force himself through anything, all while he craved more. Finally, he had it all the way in. It was a strange sensation, not unpleasant, and as he squeezed around it, he could feel himself getting harder. Squirting out more lube, he slicked his length, pumping up and down as he played with the plug.

And that’s where you found him

You stumbled into your room, far later than you’d expected. Closing the door behind you before flipping on the light. And there he was, laying, his ass up as his fingers played with that cute little hole of his. Stretching himself out so he could take your cock. Your plug nestled in his ass, his other hand desperately jerking his cock. You were still a little tipsy from the remnants of alcohol in your system. Just enough to embolden you, and make you not question why he was here.

You could feel your panties getting wet at the sight before you. Arguably the most powerful man you've ever met reduced to a whiny mess.  Collapsed on the bed, spit dribbling out of his mouth and a mess of lube and cum leaking out of his ass and cock. Humping his hand desperately as he made eye contact with you pleading for help. Too close to his orgasm to feel embarrassed. You spot your box of toys next to him. Noting that it was your plug in his ass, and your lube making a mess over your sheets. He hadn’t stopped his hand yet, still desperately close as he watched you take him in. Deciding what to do. He just looked so cute like this, his eyes crossed in pleasure, his cock red, and leaking. You feel your thighs pressing together, a month's worth of lusting after him hitting you all at once. You desperately wanted to help him.

So of course, you did.

You were already drenched from the sight of his debauched state, moving to the bed, and helping him onto his back. You were both silent at first, nothing more than moving together as you both processed what was happening. Nothing but labored breathing and small noises filling up the silence. You clasped his wrists and pulled them away from him. Forcing him to grasp onto the bed frame with four fingers before letting your mouth descend on his cock.

First, you blew lightly. Enjoying the cute little way, he whined and bucked his hips at you. Then you were letting the head sit on your tongue as you swirled it around. Closing your lips around him and sucking hard. Having your tongue loll out from your mouth to lick him further down the base before you follow not far behind with the rest of your mouth. Bringing your hands to play with the heavy sack sitting at the base of his cock. His hips twitching each time you touch him.

He had been achingly close for so long and watching his fantasy be fulfilled before his very eyes was proving too much to handle. The sight of ruby red lips enclosed around the base of his cock while tears pricked in your eyes as you struggled to take all of him was emblazoned forever in his mind. You can feel the way he's getting closer, the tension in his cock unbearably tight when you pull off. Earning a growl from Shigaraki.

"Behave," you warned, and he eyed you suspiciously before you started removing clothes. Pulling off your shirt first, then discarding your pants. You hear an audible gasp when you let your bra fall. And Shigaraki looked like he was already in nirvana, tongue lolled out and drooling just at the sight of your breasts. The look didn’t last long though as you teasingly snapped the elastic of your panties. His gaze snapping downwards as you shimmy out of them. Turning around and wiggling your ass at him before walking back. Enjoying the confident boost from the thorough eye-fucking that Shigaraki was giving you.

You climbed onto the bed, grabbing at Shigaraki’s wrists, with one hand and taking his ankles with the other, effectively folding him in half and having him hold his legs as you peered at the plug, wrapping your fingers around the base before wiggling it deeper, forcing a moan out of Shigaraki's mouth while he wiggled away from you.

"Do you want me to continue?" You asked staring him down. Shigaraki dropped his legs, scooting back towards you before grabbing them again, presenting himself to you.

"Please," he mumbled, so quiet you could barely hear it. So, you continued, holding onto the plug yet again and wiggling it till you had removed it completely, staring at the gaping hole between his legs before he flexed, and it began to shrink. You looked around on the bed for some lube, spotting the small bottle discarded next to Shiggy, and lubed up your fingers.

Taking a singular finger, you traced just the edge of his asshole with your finger, watching as his hole clenched in anticipation of something. He was already stretched out for you from his earlier activities, so you managed to slowly slide in two of your fingers without much resistance. Carefully wriggling them around to stretch him out further, before hitting that specific spot that had him shuddering. Moving your fingers in and out, just brushing up against it as Shigaraki wailed for you. His legs shaking in his hold as he spread out for you.

“Oh, Shiggy you’re just sucking in my fingers,” you could feel him clenching around them. Panting as you pushed in and out.

Watching the way his cock jerked, spouting pre all over his chest, bobbing for your attention. His eyes were closed, whimpering as you separated your fingers then scissored them, stretching out his hole further.

“Makes me wonder. Was this little show all for me? Shiggy the little slut just wanting some attention huh?”  He bucked his hips at the name, bearing down on your fingers as you thrust them in deeper, groaning.

"Was it a show for me Shiggy, climbing into my bed? Using my plug? Or are you just that much of a whore you couldn't control yourself?" You took your other hand fondling his balls before swiping it around the weeping tip of his dick while he shivered under you.

"For you, all for you," he stuttered out hips snapping into your hand. You moved down, squeezing the base of his cock before withdrawing your hand. Shigaraki cried out, but he didn't move his hands, moving his hips more harshly onto your fingers instead.

“Well in that case, why don't we have some fun?" You said eyes glinting with mischief "I wonder how you’d react to something bigger? Say my strap? Would you want that Shiggy?” he shook his head, but you could feel the way he was clenching around you when you said that.

“I think you’d look so pretty, all stretched out on my cock, crying as I split you open,” you could see cock bobbing, more pre pooling at the tip as you continued to talk.

“Come on Shiggy, let me fuck you,”

He stopped for a moment, looking at you, his eyes calculating. Measuring for any tricks up your sleeve.

“You want to fuck me?” The question caught you off guard.

“God yes I do, fuck Shiggy do you have any idea how hot you look right now?” you could see the blush forming on his cheeks. The gears were turning in his head.

“S-shut up,” he told you, but he was struggling to maintain his composure as you wiggled your fingers again.

“Please Shiggy,” you pouted, batting your eyelashes in an exaggerated motion.

“Fine,” he muttered, and you withdrew your fingers, ignoring his whimpers as you denied him yet another orgasm and, kissing him to quiet him down, as you grabbed the box next to him.

You unbox the strap, it wasn’t anything major, only about 6 inches, and fairly slender, but it’d be a stretch for his first time. Pulling the harness on and snapping in the dildo, you looked over to Shiggy the blush of his cheeks was deepening as he avoided your eyes, choosing instead to focus on the bright purple cock you were about to ruin him with.

“Aww aren’t you the cutest little pervert,” you cooed crawling over to him.

“You like my cock, Shiggy? Want me to fuck you with it?” he grumbled at you in response as you lubed up your strap, moving till you were between his legs.

“Ah ah ah, I want to hear you,” you tutted. Swirling the silicone dick around his puckered hole.

“Want you...  to fuck me,” he rasped. His cock bobbing as you pressed against his hole.

You pressed into him, slowly pushing through the resistance his hole was giving you. Pulling out and swapping with your fingers again to stretch him wider, over and over till you were slotted all the way in. Shigaraki’s back arching each time you pushed deeper, his cock bobbing for attention, red and dripping with pre. His legs spreading wider then snapping closed on you as though he couldn’t decide if it was too much or if he wanted more.

You set a slow pace, thrusting into him deeply as your hips met the back of his thighs. Listening to the sweet little noise every time you found that special spot inside him, grazing against it just right. Over and over. Rolling your hips at the end of each stroke.

Your hand traced down his chest. Tweaking his nipples before coming to wrap around his cock, causing him to gasp and jerk as you stroked his cock. His legs shaking in his grasp already. His neck arching out for you. You bent over, nipping at the sensitive flesh. Speeding up your thrusts in time with your hand.

“M’so close,” he cried. His spine curving to meet you " Please let me cum?" He begged, his hips stuttering into you as he ground down onto your cock, desperately chasing that high before you denied him yet again. 

“That’s it, cum for me,” you snapped your hips faster, speeding your wrist as he twitched and tears sprouting in the corners of his eyes as he bucked into your hand and back down against your strap. He was so close, but the sensations were all so much. You swirled your thumb across the tip of his cock and slammed your strap into him, hitting him just right as he came apart, his cum shooting all over your chest. His load coated you, the denial for so long building up an insane load. You pulled out, grabbing a tissue, you wiped the sweat from Shigaraki's brow before turning to yourself intending to wipe cum off of you when Shiggy pounced. Pulling you by your hips till you were under him, pinning you to the bed.

“What are you doing?” You asked but he interrupted you, pressing his lips to yours. Kissing you deeply, his tongue coming to run across the seam of your lips before descending down your neck sucking lightly and moving again. His tongue coming out to lap his cum spattered on your breasts. Flicking over your nipple before descending lower, lapping a trail down your belly as he continued to clean you off. Making his way down to your thighs kissing and nipping at the inner skin.

“Shiggy ahhh!” you keened, and he stopped.

"It's Tomura," he said bluntly staring you down.

"What?" You asked, thoroughly confused.

"You called me Tomura before, I want you to use it when you're screaming my name," you felt your cheeks grow hot at the reminder as he grinned wickedly licking his lips before descending back to your thighs.

"Oh-okay," you stammered out. He smirked, licking a stripe up your slit causing you to jerk and shout in surprise.

"Ahhh Tomura!" He eyed you and nodded, continuing to eat you out. Swirling his tongue around your clit then flattening it into a point and entering you. Swirling around that tight ring of muscle before curling and retreating as he sucked in your juices.

"You taste so good," he moaned into you. Taking four fingers to spread your thighs wider as went deeper inside of you, coming out to lap at your clit again, leaving no part of you unattended.

"Tomura please," you whined as he licks up your cunt again. Determined to hear that phrase from you as many times as he’d imagined it in his head.

Settling on your clit as he drew it into his mouth. Playing with it with his tongue and sucking hard. Your back arched as a tendril of pleasure shot through you and you gushed a little more into his awaiting mouth.

"Shit you taste too good,” his erection growing as he ground against the bedsheets, desperately seeking some kind of friction. His cock, already hardening again.

"Tomura I’m close," you mewled your hips jerking, rubbing your cunt on his face. He dived in deeper, lapping and sucking at your clit before moving down to lavish your hole in attention. Bringing in his fingers to replace his tongue, pistoning them in and out as he played with your clit. Sucking on it gently, over and over at a maddening pace that drove you insane.

“Come on and cum already,” he growled into your pussy, the vibrations in your cunt sending you over the edge.

You carded your fingers in his hair, pulling him as close your cunt as you could while you rode his face to your completion, lost in the feel of his tongue, and the way his fingers curled just right. Working you through your orgasm as you jerked around. When you finally came down, he was still going, working you towards overstimulation.

“Stop s’too much” you begged, carding your fingers through his hair as you dragged him up.

He released your clit with a pop, your slick shining on his chin.

“Come here,” you said, framing his face with your hands as you brought your lips to his, tasting the saltiness of yourself on his tongue. You pulled away, momentarily distracted by something hot and angry bobbing against your thigh. You brought your leg around his waist to guide him against you. Rubbing your drenched slit against his length, taking in the way he shuddered under your touch.

You rubbed against him again, catching the tip for a moment watching the way his eyes rolled back in his head and he bared his neck at the sensation. You could already feel your inner walls clenching in anticipation, desiring to feel the way his thick cock stretched you out.

“Fuck me Tomura,” you breathed.

“Shit. Yeah, I can do that,” he nodded He grabbed his length, swiping a thumb across the tip to spread his pre before swirling the tip across your slit, coating the head in your slick. Pushing into you slowly. Groaning as he filled you inch by inch.

You gritted your teeth, the stretch of him already a lot but the burn turned to pleasure as he pressed further. His hips coming to meet your pelvis as he hilted himself in you. The first thrust moving your whole body with it as he pushed into you again. 

“Shit shit shit, you’re so tight,” he groaned pressing into you in slow strokes as he stretched you out. His fingers coming to play with your clit as you squelched around him.

“Need more Tomura,” you whined. Bucking your hips to meet him on his downwards stroke.

He ignored you, continuing his same agonizing pace as you wiggled around him.

“Tomura please,” you begged, and he smirked to himself picking up the pace, his balls slapping against your ass as his thrusts grew harder, removing his hand from your clit to brace himself better. You, bouncing along with him as he pounded into you. You could feel the coil in your belly already forming again, the friction of his pelvis against your clit, working you up as the stretch of his cock made your eyes cross in pleasure.

He kept speeding up his hips stuttering as he grew close to his orgasm.

“Shit, I’m so close, cum with me?” he begged, changing his angle and rutting into you deeper. “Cum with me, cum with me, cum with me,” he cried out and you came apart, convulsing around him as he came, painting your inner walls with his cum as he slammed into one final time. Lost in the way you milked his cum with each squeeze of your cunt. Collapsing on top of you.

He stayed like that for a moment, warming his cock inside you as you came down. Missing the way your eyes filled with affection when you looked at him.

“Hey there,” you said softly. He grunted, rolling off you. You sat up making a move to get up when his arms snaked around your waist pulling you into his chest.

“Tomura! I’m all gross” You exclaimed.

“Shut up, you’re fine” he grumbled, snuggling his head into your hair.

“We have to clean up,” you complained. Trying to wiggle free.

“In a minute,” he said, tightening his grip around you. You rolled your eyes, giving up, and trying to fight a smile from appearing.

“Fine, just a little bit,” you said. The soft snoring coming from behind you clued you in that it’d be far longer. So, you turned around in his arms, kissing him briefly on the forehead before settling into his arms.

“Night Tomura.”

You drifted off too, pleasantly encircled in his arms. And when he woke up, you knew he wouldn’t be alone anymore.

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[thrawns-babygirl]

Weakling

(Self Indulgent sin, I’m going to hell and I hope to see you all there with me) Pairings: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader Warnings: Smut, Rough sex, Degradation, raw sex, shiggy bein’ shiggy, swearing Summary: While berating you for a mission gone wrong, Shigaraki realises that maybe you aren’t so useless after all...

You were a stupid pitiful excuse of a member. Twice could explain his thought process behind inviting you to join them after you had explained how a simple snatch and grab mission had ended in all of you running from authorities for over three-fucking-hours. Taking you in a harsh 4 finger grasp Shigaraki Tomura all but drags you to his room, debating what to do with you now you had all their information. Should he just dust you? Not worry about you blabbing your stupid mouth to anyone about them? Angry thoughts swirled around his head as he threw you into his room and slammed the door behind him making small fibres fall from the roof onto your shoulder.  Turning to face you, Tomura felt his resolve to actually dust you crumble a little bit at your pout. Your slightly tear stained face, your big eyes and those lips slightly parted as you wait for his next move had the blood rushing from his face. Sure he always thought you were pretty hot, and he knew you were dedicated to his cause... so how far would your dedication to him go? Throwing you down onto your knees, Shigaraki finally spoke, “So you think you are good enough for us after the stunt you pulled today? after putting our entire operation and our lives at risk?!” spit flies from his mouth as he yell and berates you. “You were stupid, unfucking-believably so. You are so fucking grateful I even let you back into this hideout, you utterly useless bimbo! Are you good for nothing but walking around in a tight fucking skirt?!” This apparently struck a chord with you. Your thighs shot together as he degraded you further. “Stupid skank, I should tie you up and leave you here so that you can’t cause us any more problems...”  Your face was certainly red at this point you thought, as heat pooled between your legs. You wanted nothing more than your leader to throw his pants down and shove his cock down your throat while he continued screaming profanities at you. But with the way today was going you would be lucky if you even made it out of here alive, let alone sexually satisfied. So, resigned to your fate, you took the verbal lashing he gave you, every excruciatingly arousing second of it. “I’ll give you one last opportunity to prove to me you aren’t just a useless piece of shit” He grasped himself over his pants “suck my cock. right now” You wasted no time in physically crawling over his filthy floor as he yanked his sweat pants down his thighs. He looked down to you as you grabbed his half hard cock in your trembling hands and began stroking him “I asked for your mouth slut, are you that dumb you can’t understand what I’m sayin’?”  Taking advantage of your gasp, Tomura wastes no time in shoving his dick to the back of your throat. Nose nestled in his unruly pubes as you gag around his quickly hardening cock, he doesn’t move until he sees tears begin to streak from your eyes from the lack of oxygen. Giving you a second or two for air he begins a brutal pace fucking your airways, one hand curled into your hair at the back of your head as he manhandles you as he sees fit.  “Fucking useless skank would enjoy being chained up wouldn’t she? I bet you would like the league taking turns with you. Too bad whore, you’re MINE”  That word was said with so much raw possession that you tightened around im involuntarily.  

After a hard thrust he pulls you up by your hair over toward his bed. “You’re going to let me fuck your slutty NPC pussy raw, I’m going to cum inside you and you are going to ENJOY it. Understood slut?” A meek “Y-yes” rewarded with a harsh tug of your hair “Is that how you answer your Master, Whore?!” “Yes Master!” “Better” With no warning he forces you onto all fours and shoves his thick cock inside you, sighing at the feel of you around his length, he wastes no time in starting a brutal pace, thrusts punctuated with a degrading name each worse than the last. “Skank” “Slut”

“Whore” “Cocksleeve” ‘ “Cumdump” Until he settles on his favourite, calling you his personal onahole as he mercilessly pounds your cervix. All the while you pant and moan and call him your Master so loudly the whole base will know what you are doing and this spurs him on more. He leans forward, sinking his teeth into your neck as his movements still inside you. Letting out a long, low moan, his cock throbs as he spills inside of you. Pulling out, and admiring his cum leaking down your thighs he relents, maybe you weren’t so useless after all. (A/N: Take this pure sin I felt like writing! Kinda bleeds in to one of my asks but I already had this half written before that ask came in. So here’s to you anon who wants to be used as Shiggy’s personal Sleeve. I feel you. )

[a-pretty-nerd]

Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!daughter!reader

Chapter 15

Premis:

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

Word Count: 2,280

Warnings: Violence, depictions of murder.

A/N:

Sorry this chapter took so long, after the last one life got really busy and it's going to get busy again so I can't give you a definite release schedule but you have my word, I will not abandon this story. I appreciate your patience with me and I'm so glad you enjoy my story. I hope everyone is having a good 2022 so far! <3

Chapter 14 chapter 16

The night air felt heavy and rough. The smell of gasoline and concrete flooded your senses as you scrambled across a building rooftop. Your boots shuffled across the ground, followed by several others as the sound rattled in your head. You took in a deep breath as you paused behind a brick wall. The footsteps stopped before a voice spoke.

"Really Y/N, this isn't that serious." Toga groaned.

"Shhhh! If you don't keep it down we'll get caught! Heroes are everywhere!" You hushed back at her.

"Ugh whatever, killing a Hero really isn't that hard!" She pouted.

"This is nothing we need to kill over. Just a couple of files, we're in, we're out. That's it. Instructions were clear." Toga paused, her eyes flickering over you before they stilled. You turned away, focusing on the task at hand. Your abilities let you peel open a locked rooftop door, letting Toga take the lead as you crept down into the building. A lab to be specific. It was a weekend, only security would be there. One small download of information to help the cause.

"I don't get why we're here in the first place. If they really wanted, I'm sure Feel Good Inc. Could work their corporate magic to get ahold of this information." Toga complained, back flat against the stairway wall, hand firmly grasping a knife.

"Isn't this top-secret government junk though? It sounds easier to just send in a few people to grab it than to go through the suits for it." You shuffled past her, listening for any wondering footsteps as you leaned against the sixth-floor door. When you heard none you pressed forward, quietly listening for any sign of movement. The dark hallways were long and narrow, the floor covered in old, short, maroon carpet. The walls were cold and sterile.

"What files are we stealing anyways?"

"Shigaraki said something about quirk science or whatever. I don't really remember if I'm being honest. But it seems important."

"Quirk science? Isn't that what the Dr's for? Isn't he like an expert on these things?"

"I guess. Maybe it's the information he needs? I don't fucking know, let's just go." You pressed forward down the hallway, reading the signs above each door as you passed by. "Office 4a-1b. Mr. Harris' office?" You whispered.

"Mr. Harris? Another American? Like you?" You scrunched your nose and shook your head.

"I don't fucking know, are we on the wrong floor?"

"No, look!" Toga turned your attention to a room just around the corner. You froze. The door was closed, a light flickered inside. The sound of a man's coughing and grunting came from behind the door. You cursed, turning and sliding down the wall. "What? We found it, let's just go in there and kill him."

"No!" You grabbed her by her sweater and dragged her down before she could make her move. "Think about it, if we kill him and make a crime scene then everyone will know it was villains who stole the files, right?"

"So?" She squinted her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.

"So, if we wait till he leaves and then sneak in then it'll leave it up to mystery and they might not find out before it's too late. That leaves us time to plan ahead before the heroes even know we have this information."

"Are you just trying to get out of killing someone?"

"Omg!" Your voice raised just above a whisper, your muscles tensed with frustration as you let go of her. "Please, please let's just wait." She sat beside you.

"Fine, but if we get caught, we're killing people."

"Deal." You waited for two hours. You sat there, staring at that door for two hours. Toga was getting antsy, playing with her hair or sweater, whatever she could get ahold of. When your heart stopped racing is when your frustration kicked in. How long until this guy was done? Or took a break? Or something!? The hallway was filled with the soft sound of a keyboard typing away, occasionally the sound of a metal drawer opening and closing, the sound of footsteps. Until you suddenly heard a few misplaced shuffles of feet. More than two. A strained grunt from the man, and a horrifying gurgle. The sound of what you presumed to be his body hitting the floor. "Move!" You shouted.

"What!?"

"Go! Go!" You shouted, hopping onto your feet and tugging her by her sweater. You tore open the door, your eyes finding the body first, then another. It stood, rummaging through a file case, its head-turning to race you. Whoever it was, you couldn't make out a single feature. Just a dark form dressed in black. A mask hiding any hint of identity or affiliation. You held out your hands and activated your still feeble quirk. You pulled the filling cabinet towards you, trapping the individual between the cabinet and yourself. When they were close enough, you lifted a heavy boot to kick and pin them against the cabinet. They let out a miserable groan.

"Who the hell is that!?" Toga cried.

"Get the file!" You ordered. Toga's knife made its way around the person's neck, forcing a surrender. All the while taking the other hand to rummage through the cabinet.

"Casefile number 7222. Is that what you were looking for?" Toga cooed, holding it up for the assassin to see. "Who is this guy anyway?"

"Don't know. Who do you work for?" They stayed silent. You pressed your boot harder against their back. They wheezed.

"Only one way to find out." Toga giggled, her needles stabbed at their back, arms, thighs. She smiled triumphantly. "Delicious! Can't wait to drink you of every last drop." She giggled into their ear as her knife slowly slid across their neck.

"Toga wait." You stopped her.

"Can't we just leave them for the cops? At this rate you've drained them enough, they won't be a problem. They're weak." You wrapped your hands around their arms to hold the body up. A deep groan left the figure.

"Gah!" She gasped in surprise, "You're making Toga soft, Y/N. I don't think the boss is going to like it if we leave them to taddle." You struggled. You didn't want to kill. You didn't want to be a murderer. Anarchist, terrorist you can handle. But murder makes your stomach turn and your muscles shake with panic. You loosened your grasp and dropped the individual to the floor.

"I'm no hero. But killing without a true motive feels wrong. I'm not going to kill someone, not for this. You're free to make your own decisions, Toga. Leave me out of this one." You reached over and plucked the file from her hand before turning and walking down the hall. You tried to ignore the gurgling sound that traveled down the hall followed by Toga's loud footsteps.

"Not willing to kill for the cause?" Her voice was low and serious. You didn't stop walking, you had to get out of there as soon as possible before cops arrived. She stood there for a moment and watched you before you turned to look at her.

"We fight for the freedom to live how we want, right?" You reminded her. She was silent the rest of the way back until you reached the little halfway house between you and the base. A small apartment where you could change your clothes and wait for a ride back. Being driven around by a chauffeur was odd, but not entirely foreign to you. For Toga it was a luxury she basked in. You watched her lay herself across the plush, leather interior like she owned the damn thing. It made you giggle the way the chauffeur exchanged frustrated and annoyed glances back at her.

When you arrived back to base you were greeted by a few foreign faces as well as some familiar ones. Skeptic stood in wait, his pronounced frown greeting the two of you as you approached.

"Your early." He spoke in that nasally voice of his.

"That a problem?" Toga said with a cold sigh, passing him without so much as a glance.

"Did you get it? The files." He asked following behind with a computer tucked in the arms of some goons behind him.

"Of course we did!" Toga swatted him off with a lazy twist of her wrist.

"Surprisingly, we're good at our job." You joked. You shared and small chuckle with Toga as you walked.

"Good. Now hand it over." The lanky man reached for the file in your hands. You whisked them away from his grasp to hold it further out from him.

"Hold on just one second, our orders were to go bring this file to the big man himself."

"I serve your precious Shigaraki just as you do, now hand it over." He reached again before you wrenched it back close to your chest and shot past him.

"Wouldn't want to keep the boss man waiting!" Toga called before breaking in a light jog down the massive hallway. You followed, holding a file close to your chest to prevent it from falling everywhere. You ran down the hallway, the other attempting to follow behind and falling short. You giggled together before turning and corner and slowing before two large french doors.

"Let's get this over with, Toga's hungry." Toga said before pressing the double doors open. You followed Toga deeper and deeper into the base before you stopped at a final room. Shigaraki often kept himself in his apartments where he plotted and schemed when he wasn't training. You found yourselves at the foot of his front door. Your heart fluttered in your chest at the mere idea of seeing him. You bit the inside of your mouth to wrench yourself from that thought.

"Doors open." His voice rumbled from behind the door. You looked back at Toga in surprise. You hadn't even knocked. Inside, Tomura stood in front of a large desk. The surface was littered with screens and books, files, and articles. Above the desk, a large display was taped or aggressively pinned to the wall. The room was either a mess or entirely vacant. A set of furniture littered with trash. He clearly hadn't been out of the apartment in days.

"Got the file you ask for. Still not entirely sure what the fuss was all about." Toga groaned.

Tomura stood away from the two of you. Eyes fixated on the display above him. You felt awkward prying into his secret plan. Then again, it couldn't have been that secret if he was allowing the two of you to see it. You remembered the day of your arrest. Tomura brings you into his room to share plans with you. Plotting with you. That room was so small. This room was so big. He was so far away now.

"Give." He held out his hand away from his body to receive it. You stepped across the room to stand behind him.

"We went through the trouble of getting it. We deserve to know what it is." You swallowed. Tomura made you nervous. It wasn't a dangerous thing anymore, he's never hurt you before. He's only ever touched you when...

"Give me the file and I'll show you." He spoke, reaching his hand out further as he turned to look down at you. His expression was firm yet calm. Wet hair fell down his shoulders, framing his face. Was that, cologne? He had showered. He smelled like one of those rich, bold men's perfumes you find at a makeup counter. No doubt another "gift" from re-destro.

You placed the file in his hand. He pulled his gaze away from your eyes to look down at it. He opened it as Toga slowly made her way to his other side. Already you could make out the black and white photos of a few foreign faces. When pulled aside it revealed pages upon pages of a study. Research, medical histories, and evidence.

"Is that.." you whispered.

"You? Yes. It is." Shigaraki picked up one of the photos clipped to the file. A family photo of you and your mother. "Not many users of All For One survived to have children. You being one of the last living decedent's was bound to peak people's interest. As much as AllMight tried to keep you a secret, it seems your mother wasn't as cautious."

"My mother...I...I don't understand." Shigaraki lifted up the cover page of the article hidden in the folder.

"'Y/N, L/N: Daughter of All Might: A Case Study'" He read out loud.

"A case study? What the fuck?" You snatched another page from the file and began reading. The further you went, the more your stomach turned. The sicker you felt. Sweat tickled the back of your neck.

"It appears your mother felt it necessary to have you tested, and research carried out on you. You don't remember any of this? Says here research began when you were four years old." You couldn't breathe. You couldn't move.

"Why...why did you need this? Why would you show me!?" Your rage boiled in the pit of your stomach. The image of your mother's face made you sick. You avoided looking at the others. Toga's eyes focused on you with a blank expression. Waiting. Watching.

"It seems quirks aren't as random as we believe them to be. They can be easily controlled too, with the right equipment. It seems your case provided much-needed information on quirks. The doctor requested the file in order to review some work. Besides, I thought you deserved to know."

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you're a new member of the league and shigaraki goes wild. he pretends he's unbothered by your presence, he doesn't care about you, you're not important and in reality he's right, your quirk isn't anything special and you're too soft. but by god does that stop him from constantly thinking about you? no.

he buries down the thoughts about you, they're a distraction, he knows this. he has no trouble being around you like he does the others, if he was completely honest with himself he knows that he's more lenient with you, if another new league member made a slip up they'd be dusted by now but he lets you off, it would be such a shame for such a pretty face to turn into dust.

he ignores you to the best of his abilities, even when he's on his own in bed he'll think about you and it will drive him mad. he doesn't understand this. you really are nothing special, it's becoming his mantra by now but then he sees your face and it's so hard for him to keep his conviction.

you look so soft, the softest thing he's ever seen, all round and squishy and he just wants to sink his teeth into you. he hates how he likes it when you smile and laugh with your chubby cheeks becoming more prominent on your face. how can someone smile and laugh so much? he doesn't understand it.

he hates how he wants grab hold of your plush stomach and bring you next to him with your body pressing against his, holding on tight and not letting you go.

he hates how he wants to shove his tongue down your throat, and his hands around your neck.

he hates how he wants to move your body in any and every position he can think about, you're such a loyal little league member, he's sure you'd let him. you always complete every mission with pride and he thinks that you'd make such a good little toy for him.

he hates when you fall asleep after having one too many drinks or when you crash after a mission on the sofa, he hates it because then he gets to finally look at you how he wants to, not just brief glances but proper looks. how your soft features look even softer close up, how you look so calm and relaxed, how you look so beautiful. how can a league member be angelic? he wants you so bad.

he hates it because he knows he can never have you. you're a distraction.

you hate that your boss never talks to you unless it's necessary or that he never looks at you in the eye, you want him to.

[dabisqueen]

Virgin Headcanons

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, creampie, overstimulation || Header by me (edit of a manga panel) || biggest shoutout to @/crumbly-scrombly for co-writing this with me

Virgin Dabi 

He will try his hardest, literally his absolute hardest to not cum immediately, but he will as soon as his thick spongy tip breaches the entrance of your tight cunt.

His fat cock will unmistakably twitch and throb, shooting thick creamy cum inside of you.

A shudder will run up his spine, a broken groan spilling from his parted gnarled lips as his eyes flutter shut.

And he'll breathe hard, letting out a choked, throaty "Oh fuck—"

If you move against him, slow and sensually, he will try his best to keep it down but literally cannot help himself — your name will be on his lips with every roll of your hips.

Will get all defensive when you start giggling "That good, huh?” and huff in annoyance, averting his gaze, a cute blush spreading across his cheeks.

He doesn’t have much feeling in the rest of his body so this new sensation of orgasmic bliss is literally out of this world for him. 

After he cums, he'll stay inside you until he gets hard again, cause it's so comfy and soft in there.

He'll hold you in place and secretly enjoys the intimacy and closeness. Just don’t point that out, he doesn’t want his mask to slip too far (yet) - so he'll pretend to just want cockwarming.

His big cock won't be soft for long, it’ll grow rock hard in no time, especially if you keep praising, complimenting him. It's what fuels his ego - and his cock.

Then RIP, cause he's not gonna stop until you've cummed multiple times. Because in his mind he has to outdo any competition and make you feel the best any guy has ever made - he wants to be the only one in the world for you. 

When his balls are drained, he literally passes out on top of you. He’s so blissed out and if you tell him how well he’s done you might be rewarded with the softest of smiles you've ever seen on his face.

Virgin Shigaraki

He's rough and doesn't care, because that man has no shame, and also no patience. He's got the “all or nothing” mindset – so you better prepare for a rough ride. 

He also doesn’t really know how to be gentle? At least not at first, that man still has a lot to learn about love and sex and all that. He wants to make you feel good in the only way he knows how. 

Just sheathes himself into you without warning and cums on the spot.

His fat cock will be twitching hard while shooting his load.

But you won't notice, too blissed out by the feeling of being impaled on him, struggling to hold back your own orgasm.

Won't admit he just came either, even though you feel his hot cum dripping down your ass.

He'll stay rock hard and start pumping his cock inside of you, cheeks bright red, ignoring the feeling of getting overstimulated because it means he gets a few more precious moments like this with you.

Eyes screwed shut, his head leans against yours, blissfully enjoying this sweet torture he’s putting himself through. 

He'll have you screaming and moaning in no time while he assaults your tight cunt with his fat gamer cock.

His pleasure is first and foremost at this stage of the relationship. However, if you’re really begging and writing he’ll switch positions to make it a little easier on you. He wants to keep fucking you afterall, and it’s better if you want it too.

Won't stop until you've squirted on his cock at least a couple of times.

Because he secretly adores you so much, just doesn’t know how to appropriately show it yet.

[canabalist]

guys listen up.

shigaraki omg. this man istg. the only thing i think about this much is him, it’s and issue, an addiction even. i want him, i need him bruhhh.

no one needs him like i do i’m telling you.

everyday i go without him i become more and more insane just look at himm

such a cutie my lil pookie bear😘😘😘