#shigaraki makeup

[featherstorm2004]

look, I refuse to believe Tomura is dead till the manga is officially over till then I will hold out hope because god dam do I refuse to let him go.

He NEEDS to reunite with his friends OK!!!!!!!!

Mabey AFO had the right idea all along.

[mintless-tefie]

✨️Shimura June & Midoriya Hatsumi🌿

🌱🌼60s Inspirated Outfit🌼🌱

[lakemetaphor]

can't believe Tomura's final words essentially boiled down to: "yeah, ig i was just a whiny baby the whole time and my only regret is not killing you. anyway, tell spinner i loved him. byee.✌️"

[flamme-shigaraki-spithoe]

👁👁

[oldfruitloop]

Tomura Shigaraki was once a poor child who needed help

now he’s an evil sex symbol

It’s all about balance…trust me I’m a Libra 😐⚖️

[scarlettcryptid]

saw cool screenshots of someone playing dress to impress on roblox so i opened it thinking it was just a dress up game but it's a timed fashion show game and i don't know how to unequip items and the chat is ignoring me can someone with a functioning brain cell please tell me how to remove items from my avatar in this fucking roblox game

[l-puppyprincess-l]

[sparkles-and-trash]

did my silly little makeup to go for a silly little walk for my silly little mental health

[dhampireblogger]

rushed the eyeliner bcs I took so long on the sfx, but here's the makeup look I did for the medieval fair :) <3

[moodyvoid]

Toga: “Can I use some of your blood?”

Shigaraki: “What do you want it for?”

Toga: “There’s this store I wanna go to, but I’m banned. They won’t let me in and I’m all out of everyone else’s blood. Please????”

Shigaraki: “A store?… Fine, whatever. I’ll give you some blood if you’ll leave me alone.”

Toga about to stab him.

Shigaraki: “NOT LIKE THAT— Jesus!”

Toga: “Sorry, force of habit.”

-Later that night-

Dabi walks into the hideout: “Hey, leader… busy day, today?”

Shigaraki: “No, why?”

Dabi: “Turn on the news.”

Shigaraki turns on the news.

The news broadcast shows CCTV footage of “him” running out of an ULTA, arms full of makeup and accessories.

Dabi, sarcastically: “You’re really showing society that the league is to be feared.”

Shigaraki: “… TOGA!”

[suksatoru]

'𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔!'

╰┈➤ tomura shigaraki x reader

synopsis; head-canons of tomura with a girly girlfriend <3

cw; none. fluff!! shigaraki being the best type of loser ever

╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Tomura Shigaraki, who hides his face in between the fabric of his hoodie, blushing furiously at your latest instagram post - you just looked so pretty in that dress. Was that a new lipgloss you were wearing too? He shyly thought what flavor it was. The league was nosy - trying to catch a glimpse of what was on Shigaraki's screen that had managed to capture his undivided attention as he stared down at the device with unblinking eyes that were wide and filled with utter concentration - as if he was trying to engrave whatever was on the screen into his mind forever.

He'd clutch his phone protectively with a scowl whenever one of them tried to grab his phone - threatening to turn them all to dust before going up to his room and proceeding to take a few dozen screenshots of your pictures and scrolling through the comments to ensure there were no creeps in them. (If there ever was - well, let's just say Shigaraki would make sure they won't have an account the next morning ;)

Tomura Shigaraki, who sits on the edge of his bed and patiently listens to you talk about your day as you apply your makeup. For the majority of the time, he's quiet as he slowly nods his head along to whatever you're saying - occasionally piping up to add a snarky comment or ask a question - but he's mostly quite literally adoring you from afar as you smack your lips happily from the fruity taste of your new lip gloss - insisting Shigaraki kisses you so he can taste the flavor himself - which never fails to turn him into a stuttering mess.

Tomura Shigaraki, who's entire camera roll is filled by you - your adorable little face has taken up just about all of his storage, and he simply didn't have the heart to delete a single picture that had you in it, prompting him to buy even more storage for his phone. He didn't care - he'd pay whatever price asked if it meant he got to stare at your face whenever you were away. (Was it creepy? He says no, he just missed you sometimes when you weren't with him.)

Tomura Shigaraki, who paints your nails for you when you want to coat them in polish - he has steady hands from hours of playing video games, and swore he was the most capable person for the task. He'd paint your nails as cleanly as he possibly could, making sure to coat them evenly and as thouroughly as possible. In return, you clip his nails and massage oil onto his hand and nail buds. He'd be scared - terrified that the rules of his quirk could change and a single touch from his fingers will hurt you - but when you're alive and smiling in front of him while you hold his hands, he can only ease into your gentle touch and cherish your kindness.

Tomura Shigaraki, who has the best girlfriend in the world <3

[plussizeficchick]

OOOHH YALL walk with me but… I can’t stop thinking about douchebag guys that publicly voice their distaste for chubby women but are secretly the biggest chubby chasers on earth!

They’re your favorite to prey on because they’re just so easy. A little bit hair twirling, lollipop sucking and they’re practically putty in your hands.

They make it so obvious that they want you too, they say the makeup you’re wearing doesn’t suit your chubby face, so you tell them to fuck you so good you’re not wearing any anymore. They like to comment on how that crop top is too short and how they can see your stomach, so you ask why they’re so focused down there when your eyes are up here. They must want you cause they’re practically salivating at your tits! 

You promise them you won’t say anything to their friends when they slide in your dms later. You tell them that you understand, they’re just shy.

But you can’t help but laugh cruelly when you have them on their backs later. You have their phone in your hand, your cunt squeezing their cock so deliciously he wants to thrust up into you but you hold firm, I set the pace, you said. “Please.” he begs, beautiful crystalline tears in his eyes and you almost feel pity for him. 

Almost.

But then you remember how cruelly he laughed at you in front of his friends earlier and it just steels your resolve. 

You lift your hips and slam down on his cock, slow and steady and when you feel the telltale sign of his orgasm, you stop. “I- I can’t, just let me,” he tries to fuck up into you but clench around him so hard he has no choice but to be quiet. “Ah, ah, ah,” you chuckle venomously, lifting your hips out of reach. He tries desperately to buck up into your tight heat, but you’re sure to hold him down. “I’m in charge, remember?” You grin wickedly and he has no choice but to concede reluctantly. 

But you’re not cruel, obviously you want to get off too. So you slam right back down on his weeping cock, grinding your hips up and down his impressive length and you’re sure to capture the delicious, crystalline tears that build up in his eyes at your unforgiving pace. “Who’s fucking you good?” You ask, reaching a hand to tweak one of his sensitive nipples. “You.” He mutters under his breath, the pressure of his impending orgasm building in his lower stomach. “Me, who?” You say, slowing down the rhythm of your thrusts. He whines out at that, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “You, mommy! Please, just fuck me!” He finally cries out, tears of pleasure pouring down his cheeks. He gasps at the feeling of your soaking cunt choking his dick, his hips fucking up into you involuntarily.

But you don’t mind, fuck you’ve been waiting for him to fill you up since he arrived at your front door and the fact that you have it on camera?

Absolutely delicious.

It doesn’t take long before your cunt is clenching around him, your pussy squelching as you both milk each other’s orgasms. His hips stutter as he spills everything he has into you, declarations of love and adoration pouring from his lips. But it’s the same song and dance you’ve been privy to for years, love you in private but never in public and if you even breathe a word of it, they try to deny. 

But you don’t mind, you’ve got plenty of evidence. And it’d be a real shame if your finger slipped and you sent it to a group chat with their friends.  

—GOJO, GETO, NAOYA, Bakugo, KAMINARI, MONOMA, Dabi, SHIGARAKI, CHISAKI, SANEMI, OBANAI, TSUKISHIMA, Atsumu, Oikawa, RAN, Baji, Kazutora, SANZU, EREN, Levi, BUGGY, Mihawk, Zoro, Your fav

[despisals]

augh styled a few wigs today

[flamme-shigaraki-spithoe]

A cosplay of Tomura Shigaraki

Yup its me xD for the first time i simp for myself

[d1s1ntegrated]

shigaraki bf hcs pt 1

he is so chronically online. he def has a reddit account

one time he called you a beta during a fight and then immediately cringed at himself

he loves being called pretty, or pretty boy. he won't admit it but it does things to him to hear his s/o say such nice things about him

he definitely has a thing for thiccer girls cause every incel gamer boy does, come on now. be real. every gamer has a thing for thighs

speaking of thighs, he loves to lay on your lap and play on his switch or sometimes his ds.

he's basically nocturnal

his favorite drink is the ORIGINAL monster energy. like straight up battery acid

he texts like it's 2002. says shit like xD, blep, rawr, :P, etc.

whimpers

loves watching you do your makeup/skincare, and will ask you to do his (your lotion feels nice on his skin)

his hair is so soft but tangles so easily and you have to brush it out cause he'll forget to

once joked about you getting under his desk, (wink wink) and when you did it, he had an anxiety attack cause he didn't believe you actually would

biter. not even sexually, he just bites a lot, probably out of cuteness aggression but maybe he's just weird.

when he realized the two-fingered gloves work to stop his quirk from activating, he held your hand for a full day. like he dragged you everywhere.

so so so clingy and paranoid, needs lots of reassurance

metal head for sure.

has the kitty gaming headphones and isn't even ashamed

little spoon ;-; also one time u scratched his back to help him fall asleep and now you HAVE to scratch his back EVERY NIGHT otherwise he won't fall asleep.

[enrichment-time-in-my-enclosure]

18+ MDNI!!!!

NSFW under the cut

Soft Sex with Dabi

Dabi is not the most… open with his emotions.

He loves you, he knows it and so do you. He shows it in his own way.

He loves feeling like your protector, swears he’d kill anyone who would even dare to look at you wrong. He’s proven it before too, having burnt multiple guys who have tried hitting on you to ash.

He loves to show you off, having you sat comfortably in his lap during League meetings (much to Shigarakis displeasure) and making sure you’re securely in his arms when the league is lounging in the bar. They all need to know you’re his.

Most of all, he loves fucking you into his bed so hard that your makeup stays on his pillow and you can barely walk for days. That’s how he expresses his love the most. He’s rough and unforgiving, leaving marks and handprints on your body and bruising your cervix with every thrust.

Don’t get it twisted, you love when he does that too. You love him in all ways, but your expression tends to be much softer.

You care for the man who never got the attention he deserved and so desperately craved. In quiet moments you run your fingers through his box-dyed hair and massage his scalp until he eventually falls asleep against your chest, his relaxed expression almost giving him an innocent boyish look despite all his hardships.

You make sure he eats after missions, making him food so he can come home and relax, not having to think about his next meal.

You let him talk to you for hours about his life before he was “Dabi.” You’re the only one he wants to tell about it. He vents about his family, how they wronged him, how much he actually misses his mother.

You love him purely, in the softest way you possibly can, because you know he needs it.

So one night, when Dabi starts to slide his hands up your thighs and under your skirt in the middle of the bar, and the two of you get to making out on his bed, you make a proposition to him:

“Can I take care of you tonight, love?”

He lets out a little scoff at your statement before realizing that you’re serious. He’s not used to relinquishing control, and he’s definitely not accustomed to doing anything gentle.

“Babe, you know how I am. I’m gonna get restless the second you start to tease and you’ll end up pinned-“

“Just let me baby, I wanna try something…”

His eyes widen at your insistence. Never have you been so persistent at getting what you want in bed before. Every time before now had consisted of you giving yourself to him completely, letting him make a mess of you and claim you as his own.

“Jus’ wanna show you how much I love you, Dabi…”

He can’t say no to you. Not when you’re pleading this way. Looking down at him so sweetly from your place on his lap. Professing your love for him.

“Sure, doll, go ahead. But if I decide it’s not my style you’re getting flipped straight onto your stomach.”

You giggle at his “threat” and he thinks it’s the most angelic sound he’s ever heard.

Slowly but surely you begin to kiss down the scars on his neck, making your way to his collarbone and the bit of chest that his low cut shirt exposed.

You slide your hands under his shirt to feel his marred chest. Soft skin meeting rough scars with only a haphazardly placed row of staples patch it together.

A soft gasp leaves his lips as you grind softly down on his painfully hard bulge.

“You’re killin’ me doll face. Can’t just tease like this…”

“You’re really pretty, Touya.”

He stops in his tracks and stares into your eyes at the mention of that name. You’ve only called him that a few times before, never in bed, only ever when he was having one of his rare vulnerable moments.

You wanted to see him. All of him. Raw and unmasked and at your mercy. Not that you wanted to take advantage of him, no, quite the opposite.

You slowly lift his shirt above his head and push on his chest until his back meets the admittedly worn out mattress.

He looks at you like you’re the only thing in the world that could ever save him. Like you could forgive every sin he’s ever committed.

You kiss down his chest until you reach the button of his jeans. Instead of unbuttoning it and touching him where he needs you most, you reach to interlace your fingers with his.

He pauses before locking his digits in yours, reciprocating the incredibly soft action.

This isn’t his style. Not at all. Something in him aches at the gentleness. It almost feels like guilt.

He can’t seem to get a word out.

“Is this okay Touya?”

“Mmhm- keep goin doll…”

If he spoke just a word more he might have choked on it. You remove your dominant hand from his, still holding the other, and skillfully unbutton his jeans with one hand. Reluctantly he releases your other hand so you can pull his pants and boxers down.

“I’m not gonna suck you off, not just yet. Wanna be close to you love. Need to feel you inside of me…”

All he can do is nod as you straddle his hips and line him up with your entrance. As you slowly sink down onto him, you guide his hands to your waist.

“Hold onto me, grab me, squeeze me, whatever you want baby, just let me take care of you right now.”

For the first time in his relationship with you he feels like he has no clue what to do.

Well, that’s not entirely true.

He’s felt clueless about how to be a good boyfriend before. He never thought he could ever make someone happy, never thought he could be enough for someone to call him their love, their everything.

He felt clueless the first time you kissed him, before he even asked you to be his girl. It had never felt like that before. You had poured every ounce of care and compassion you had for him into that kiss and he could feel it all. The only thing he knew after that was that you had to be his. One way or another.

But he has never felt clueless when it came to you wrapped around him, taking him so sweetly. Not until now. Now he had no control, and that left him without any knowledge of what to do.

You lean down to kiss his forehead as you reach the base of his aching cock.

“You feel so good baby, always feel so good.”

Your breathing is heavy now and he can tell you’re losing your composure. A small smirk appears on his face as he guides his hands up your torso to softly squeeze your breasts.

“Can ya move now doll? Please?”

Never has Dabi begged. He swore off begging that day at Sekoto peak.

But he’d do anything for you.

You begin to slowly ride him, laying your chest against his while he wraps his arms around you in a tight embrace. Your speed increases as he kisses the top of your head.

“Fuck baby. Just like that doll. Please don’t stop… feels so good… I-“

“You’re so— ngh- fucking perfect Touya. Amazing. I love you so much.”

He can’t help but let a tear slip from his eye at your words. Given the context it shouldn’t be making him feel so sensitive.

But he is loved. You love him. Someone out there loves him. And that someone is giving every part of themself to him in this moment.

And consuming every part of him in the process.

“Fuck… y/n…I love you too.”

With that you clench around him, reaching your high and spurring on his release as well. You collapse against his chest to catch your breath.

You feel something wet fall onto your head.

“M’ sorry doll, don’t mean to get all fuckin’ soft on you n’ shit-“

“Don’t apologize. I love you. I mean it. Just wanted you to feel it.”

Dabi is crying, something you’ve never seen him do before, yet he smiles softly down at you.

“I dunno what I did to deserve ya doll.”

“You don’t have to do anything. You’re perfect how you are.”

You’re tearing up now too. He chuckles softly, wiping your tears with his thumb.

“Well shit. Now I’ve made you cry too. We should get cleaned up hm?”

You nod at his suggestion and kiss his wet cheeks.

“Wanna stay here for just a moment longer. Let me love on my man.”

His hand runs through your sweaty hair.

“I really do love you doll.”

“I love you too, but you already know that.”