#shigaraki packs

[pfpanimes]

⌕ boku no hero academia • all for one.

like or reblog if you save/use. 🤍

[xskyll]

Guuuuuuys.

Look at their little noses. Help. I might need one. Preferably two.

[gradelstuff]

League of Villains - Chibi Trading Badges by Takara Tomy Co (2024)

[ephemic]

A symbol of peace who saves people lives with a smile...

⠀⠀♥︎ ≀ boku no hero academia headers !!

icons here

[kiwicidios]

১ 🎀🕸 . °

[acronym-chaos]

Tomura Shigaraki (MHA) ID Pack

[PT: Tomura Shigaraki (MHA) ID Pack].

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom. End ID].

Names

[PT: Names].

Achlys, Adalia, Asher, Blight, Bran, Brona, Cadell, Cain, Calem, Casimir, Cessair, Ciaran, Corvus, Crowe, Daeva, Decay, Desdemona, Dolores, Eris, Fracture, Griffin, Grimm, Loralie, Lothaire, Malice, Mallory, Morana, Morrigan, Morris, Morte, Morte, Nocturne, Payne, Requiem, Ruin, Saber, Salem, Samael, Serpent, Shard, Shiv, Silver, Styx, Thana, Thorne, Tristan, Uriel, Valerian, Void, Wither

Pronouns

[PT: Pronouns].

Blight / Blights / Blights, Broke / Break / Breaks, Crack / Cracks / Cracks, De / Decay / Decays, Dre / Dread / Dreads, Dust / Dusts / Dusts, Frac / Ture / Fracs, Grave / Graves / Graves, Hand / Hands / Hands, Hate / Hates / Hates, Ruin / Ruins / Ruins, Scratch / Scratches / Scratchs, Scream / Screams / Screams, Spi / Ral / Spir [Spiral], Vil / Lain / Lains [Villain], Wreck / Wrecks / Wrecks

Titles

[PT: Titles].

[Pronoun] Who Dreams of a World Without Heroes, [Pronoun] Who Hates Hero Society, [Pronoun] Whose Quirk Destroys All, [Pronoun] Whose Whose Touch Brings Ruin, A Child Broken by the World, A Shadow of What Was, The [Noun] Who Lost Everything, The Crumbling Force, The Decaying Future, The Dreaded Leader of the League, The Hand That Crushes Hope, The Heir to All For One, The Shattered One, The Symbol of Destruction

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom, End ID].

Requested by @k9collective

Also tagging: @id-pack-archive

[theuntouchedandundead]

INTRODUCTION AND BOUNDARIES !!! (important, read all)

This is a blog specifically dedicated to a subsystem of (primarily) MHA fictives, known as the Vanguard Action Squad 2.0 :3

When referring to us as a whole, you can call us Tomu, Mimi, or Linden

we will not specify our views on many things, but when we do, do not try to change them. you can specify your own views, and we will respect them, but I can assure you our views will not change unless we have a good reason.

we are bodily a minor, and have no specific opinions on radqueers and endos as they change a lot. however, both are welcome on my page, and transID's can be added to Alter Packs or ID Packs on request.

Services We Offer:

we can make alter packs, ID packs, and any other services you request. we will try our best to fulfil all requests to a high standard.

Asks can also be used to ask questions for a specific alter, especially about source. go wild with what you ask, as long as you don't overstep bounderies.

Individual Bounderies + Introductions:

Tomura Shigaraki:

-he/him/it& pronouns (tho don't really care what you call me)

-20 (in headspace)

-trying to become the new host 🔥

-aromantic

-video game enjoyer

-dont call me crusty 😭

-Refer to me by my full name or first name, but never just "Shigaraki"

-Asks: can send asks about video games, source or pretty much anything ngl

-Things I'll make: Alter packs, ID packs, stimboards, fanart

-signoff: -Tomura or -🧷

-Bounderies: I don't mind dm's, as long as they don't get overly flirty or aggressive.

Twice:

-he/they prns :D

-21 (in headspace)

-Bisexual king >;3

-we use a lot of emoticons and will also switch between singular and plural pronouns :3

-its Twice, not Jin

-Asks: I'm open to just about anything, just please do not send me asks about Hawks :>

-Things I'll Make(on request) : Alter Packs, ID Packs

-Signoff: -Twice or -🎭

-Bounderies: I am open to dm's, and am openly looking for friends or maybe even a partner :D

Fumikage:

-they&/it& pronouns

-16 (in headspace)

-biroace

-Tokoyami introject

-dont mind the nicknames Fumi/Toko, assuming we get close enough to use nicknames

-yes, dark shadow still lives inside me, and is still sentient. we don't consider him another headmate, but I& consider myself as a headmate plural because of it.

-Asks: open to anything, will answer all asks

-Things I& will make: Alter Packs, Stimboards, ID packs, any other requests

-Signoff: -Fumikage

Himiko:

-she/they pronouns ^w^

-14-19 (in headspace, age slider)

-bi and poly :0

-uses lots of silly little emoji thingys ^^

-very source connected

-Asks: anything, literally!! I love answering questions ^^

-Things I'll make: ID Packs, Alter Packs, fanart ^^

-signoff: -Himiko -🌸🩸

-Bounderies: please DM omg ^^ looking for friends / partner 🙏🏽🙏🏽

Jin Bubaigawara:

-h?/h?m

-31 (in headspace)

-another Twice introject (well, Jin not Twice, but yeah)

-aromantic pansexual

-Asks: anything, I'll deny it if it makes me uncomfortable tho

-Things I'll do/make: anon confessions, alter packs, ID packs

-signoff: -Jin or -Bubaigawara

-Bounderies: dm's are open, just be cautious

Tenko:

-i won't say much about him, he's a child

-any pronouns

-4-10 (age slider, headspace)

-Asks: open to ask

-Will make: nothing. he won't interact with the blog that much as he is much younger than the other owners. he may come online and answer a few asks when he feels confident though

-signoff: -Tenko or -Shimura

-if you somehow manage to get close with him, he might let you call them Ten

-they are looking for a caregiver, if anyone would be interested

Izuku:

-he/them

-17(in headspace)

-Tomura's brother, neither villain nor hero

-panromantic ace, demiromantic

-Asks: go ahead, ask anything

-Things I'll do: anything, upon request

-signoff: -Izu, -Zuku, -Deku, -🌸

-bounderies: dm's are open :D

Shigaraki:

-yeah, I'm another Shigaraki 😭

-19

-gaming ngl... >>>

-aroace in a wayy! greyromantic as well

-i like things to do with rot and death

-Asks: anything.

-Things I'll do: anything requested, but I particularly like making fictive alter packs

-signoff: -🎮, -Shigaraki, -Shiggy

-bounderies: DM, tho I may not always answer

Tagging System:

Alter packs:

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🧷 Tomura

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🌪️ Twice

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🎭 Jin

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🌸🩸 Himiko

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . Fumikage

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🌸 Izuku

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🎮 Shigaraki

(all self explanatory)

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . an unknown entity . . .

(was created by another headmate)

Text posts:

⋆.˚🦋༘⋆Tomura's decay

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆Himiko's rambles (^-^)

⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆Twice's rambles (^-^)

🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐Jin's textposts

🌊☆⋆｡🪼𖦹°‧★🐚Tenko's chatter :3

༘⋆₊ ⊹★🔭๋࣭ ⭑⋆｡˚ Fumikage's musings

˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚ Izuku's notes

🦇💀🌿🦷 Shigaraki's rot

(self explanatory)

System related posts:

𓇼 🌊 🐚Headspace notes

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍂 ⋅New headmate intro!!

୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀Other system posts!!

memes/shitposts:

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡ Izuku's jokes

🌷🧺*:･ Himiko's sillies ^w^

★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆ Fumikage's memes

🪬🫧🫶🏻🤍 Tomura's sh*tposts

˚⋆°˖ ～ 🍂࿔ ฅ Twice's memezz :PP

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹ ♡ Jin's jokes

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮ Tenko's sillies !

___ ★₊˚﹟🪐 ' Shigarakis shizz

(self explanatory)

coining posts:

¸.*☆*.¸ that's my shiz 🔥 (self indulgent)

★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆ coined by Fumikage

˚‧｡⋆🌻⋆｡‧˚ coined by Izuku

⋆˚🐾˖° coined by Twice

ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ coined by Jin !!

⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃🎐 ⋆ coined by Tomura

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ coined by Shigaraki

˚ ༘ .˚🌱୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ coined by Himiko (^-^)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ 🧸ྀི coined by Izuku

(self explanatory)

𓍢ִ໋🀦⃝🪼〰꩜ a new identity . . .

(TransID coin)

｡⋆༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚ addicted to you . . .

(xenosexuality coin)

⋆｡° ✮ pretty :0

(flag design / redesign)

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ show them what you're made of !!

(gender/gender term coin)

ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ let's go !!

(system term coin)

⋆｡° ✮ let's party !!

(other term coin)

reblogs:

•|☆✨🌕☆•| Fumikage's abyss

🍙♡ ‹𝟹㊗🎧 Izuku's hero notebook 🔥

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆ Himiko's blood collection

.° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ Tomura's hands

ﮩـﮩﮩ٨ـ🫀ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Jin's collection

˙ ✩°˖🫐 ⋆｡˚꩜ Twice's reblogs ^w^

𓇼🐚☾☼🦪 Tenko's stuffz

🎐🫧🦋🧿💠🌀 Shigaraki's video game collection

(all self explanatory)

(yes, I spamtagged this for reach 😭)

[alienidolism]

hello! could i request some npts for a Tomura Shigaraki (My hero academia) kin? please and thank you

yeah sure !! i forget alot about bnha so apologies about that !

names

dusty , april , blanc , paranorma , scratches , malicia , one , calamity , cadaver , carcass , bone , carrion , grime , anti , tenebris , rotten , soot , wither , carious

pronouns

decay/decays , morgue/morgues , rust/rusts , rot/rots , para/paranormals , itch/itches , scratch/scratches , malice/malicious , disgust/disgusts , evil/evils , quirk/quirks , corrupt/corrupts/corruption , dead/death

titles

the symbol of fear , the pale one , (prn) who is decaying , the league of villains leader , the one with many hands , the leader of the paranormal liberation front , the singularity , (prn) who's against the world , (prn) who steals quirks

hope these are okay ! thank you for requesting !!

[mechanicalmechanism]

IDPack 〜 Tomura Shigaraki ✦

( Warnings for the following . . . blood , gore , murder , death )

꒰NAMES꒱ 〜 Aemilius , Almund , Ammiras , Amon , Ansel , Anselm , Anselmo , Anubis , Apollyon , Arius , Asmund , Athanasius , Atol , Atreus , Atreyus , Atrophy , Balor , Baltazar , Balthasar , Balthazar , Blight , Blighte , Casimir , Casimiro , Charon , Church , Coven , Decay , Doyle , Efe , Egesa , Eldrige , Ellender , Emiel , Emil , Emerence , Emerentine , Emerentius , Emereo , Emeric , Enzi , Eunan , Faramond , Faramund , Faron , Fingal , Fulco , Ira , Irie , Kazimierz , Kazimir , Kazmer , Khalida , Khal , Kuno , Leofric , Letum , Leviathan , Mal , Malice , Mallory , Malthe , Manibus , Merger , Miel , Monte , Montgomery , Mora , Morana , Mortem , Mortis , Mortimer , Mourn , Mourner , Nemesis , Nev , Newell , Orhan , Osiris , Oswald , Oz , Pastor , Perses , Perseus , Pharamond , Proserpine , Prosper , Renard , Reynard , Roric , Rory , Rot , Rust , Serdar , Shig , Sin , Sinister , Sovereign , Styx , Ulric , Vestige , Voss , Wane , Wither , Wolfric , Wulfric , Wyther

꒰PRONOUNS꒱ 〜 De/Decays , Rot/Rots , Vil/Villains , Fear/Fears , Scratch/Scratches , Order/Orders , It/Its , Thing/Things , Molt/Molts , Vis/Vis'/Visage/Visages , Gore/Gores , Kill/Kills , Hurt/Hurts , One/Ones , Power/Powers , Hor/Horrors , Cor/Corrupts , Being/Beings , Hate/Hates , Scar/Scars , Vis/Viscera/Visceras , Void/Voids , Suf/Suffers , Warp/Warps , Twist/Twists , Mal/Mals , Epithet/Epithets , Sin/Sins , Sinister/Sinisters , Stare/Stares , (

꒰TITLES꒱ 〜 Holder of One For All , He Who Hates All * , Enemy of the World , Collector of Hands , He Who Destroys * , He Who Yearns to Destroy * , ( The ) Symbol of Fear , Grand Commander , His Immortality * , He Who is Ambiguously Human * , Vestige of the Monarch , ( The ) Chosen One , ( The ) Antichrist , Your Villain , Hated by All , His Omnicidal Presence * , Omnicidal Maniac , Ruler of All Villains , Thou With a Thirst for Violence * , Transcendent One , The Berserker , ( The ) Dark Messiah , He Who Has Risen from the Dead * , ( The ) Blood Knight , Hands of Flesh and Blood , (The ) Mass of Hands and Flesh , He Who Has Been Reborn * , The Next One For All , ( The ) Monarch With Clipped Wings , He Who Has Shed His Past Self * , ( The ) Cosmic Plaything , ( The ) Plaything of the Cosmos , ( The ) Misanthrope Supreme , Death of a Thousand Cuts , The Merger , Heart of Malice / Sin , He Whose Heart Rots * , The Dreaded , He Who Cannot Comprehend Good * , Eviler than Thou , The Faceless , Humanoid Abomination , Parasite of Power , He Who Resents * , His Grotesque Assemblage * , His Unwitting Pawn * ( Any Title with * next to it includes a pronoun that can be changed and all titles can be adjusted two your liking . . . ! )

꒰TERMS꒱ 〜 Antagogender , Bodyhorroric , Corruptbeing , Crucifixic , Deadantag , Decaytemasc , Decayvoidic , Denigrafacieic , Evilembodiment , Fearix , Fleshbutterflyix , Genderdark , Genderdecay , Hatebeing , Humanish , Mortemvitic , Obsessrotic , Offhuman , Pasrian , Putregender , Ragebodiment , Rivonia , Scargender , Villaithing , Viscerarian , Voidinwatchic

[moodyvoid]

Shigaraki enters the hideout, walking right up to the bar and sitting on a stool across from Kurogiri.

“Kurogiri, I want a gamer girlfriend.” Shigaraki says, “I need your help.”

Kurogiri calmly sits down the glass he was cleaning, “Have you tried talking to a woman?”

Shigaraki shakes his head, “Not your advice— your help. And no! I have a better idea.”

Shigaraki stands on the roof of a tall building, carefully holding binoculars between his fingers. He peers down at the GameStop across the street. Kurogiri stands beside him.

“I’m choosing the first girl that walks out of that GameStop.” Shigaraki explains.

A mom and her children walk out of the GameStop, the kids all screeching and running around.

“I’m choosing the second girl that walks out of that GameStop.” Shigaraki corrects.

Hours pass and Shigaraki hasn’t moved from his spot where he surveils the GameStop building. Kurogiri had dozed off at some point and is lightly snoring.

“Kurogiri.” Shigaraki says, suddenly and sharply. Kurogiri jolts awake. “This is taking longer than expected. I haven’t seen any girls. Just a bunch of virgin plebs and Spinner.”

Kurogiri pauses to address the irony in that statement, then continues, “Perhaps you should consider a different method- like online dating?” Kurogiri asks.

“I’m banned on all those apps.” Shigaraki says.

Kurogiri tilts his head, “Why—“

“Shh!” Shigaraki says. “I think I see someone.”

You walk out of the GameStop holding packs of pokemon cards and a Shadow the Hedgehog plushy. You start to walk away, nearly tripping over the air. You mumble a slew of curses as you adjust your cat ear headband and keep walking.

Shigaraki places a hand over his chest, “Wow, she’s so cringe… She’s perfect.”

Kurogiri nods, “Very well. Go talk to her—“

“Talk to her??” Shigaraki asks. “Uh, no? I’m going to kidnap her, convince her to join the League, act cold, aloof, and disinterested until she discovers that on the inside I’m just a troubled soul with a bleeding heart and she falls in love with me. Duh! God, it’s like you’ve never read fanfiction before.”

Kurogiri sighs, “The fact that All For One doesn’t pay me for this is the worst crime he’s committed.”

[rueclfer]

get a taste // tomura shigaraki

a/n: in the gc talking abt vape and cig discourse between dabi n shigs -> fujos out a bit -> wait this is kinda hot -> sick n twisted brainrot aaaahhh

you reach over and press your index finger right in between his eyebrows.

there's nearly nothing that could melt that scowl from tomura's face- especially when everyone's behind him obnoxiously crowded around the bar with playing cards and drinks in hand, the music's a bit too loud for his liking, and he's having a hard time focusing.

"tomura, i can't take you seriously with that thing attached to your mouth like a fucking binky." you call over the music, dropping your hand back into your lap.

his eyes slowly travel up from his phone screen to meet yours. you weren't even sure if he caught anything you said over the blaring music, but you could still read the irritation in his face. his gaze flickers back and forth between the clash of clans running on his phone and you.

he blinks once. twice.

tomura drops the vape from his mouth, letting it fall into his lap, and without missing a beat, blows the intoxicatingly sweet smoke into your face, engulfing you whole with a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips.

"better than whatever the fuck you're smoking over there, right?" he nods towards the half smoked cigarette in between your fingers that you stole from touya's pack.

"better?" you roll your eyes, waving away the lingering smoke. "grow up, tomu. you're smoking birthday cake flavored nicotine. you haven't even smoked a cigarette before."

"i don't need to smoke it to know it tastes like shit." he stretches his legs over your lap, leaning back against the armrest of the couch.

you turn your hand around, facing the orange filter of the cigarette towards him. with your eyebrow slightly cocked and mouth parted into a smirk, tomura knew it was less of an invitation, but rather a dare. a challenge.

"go ahead, babe. give it a try if you're not a bitch."

tomura wets his lips with his tongue. his gaze drops down to the lipstick stained orange filter hanging from between your fingers. he wonders if he could taste your chapstick residue on it, or what your skin smells like brushed against his nose.

would you put your lips on it right after his drag? willingly taste him?

he silently cursed himself.

"pass." he scoffs, turning his head to the side, unsure if the heat crawling up his neck had taken form in a flush. 

he was halfway surprised that you hadn't noticed his piercing stare every time your lips wrapped around the cigarette for a drag. he swore the desperate look in his eyes was so obvious- a silent wish that it was him between your lips instead.

you press your lips together in a line as you take another glance around the room. everyone seemed occupied. drunk. sloppy. no one's paying attention.

you lean forward, catching his face in your free hand, and forcing him to look up towards you.

"the fuck-" he starts.

"don't freak out, tomu." you interrupt. "you know what to do."

you hum to yourself as you bring your fingers up to your lips, deeply inhaling the bitter tang of burnt tobacco.

your eyes remained locked onto tomura's. he's looking at you in a sickly satisfying horror with his eyes wide, cheeks flushed, and mouth slightly gaped open from your firm grasp on his jaw.

he squirms a bit under your grasp, but tomura doesn’t look away from you- he doesn't dare to. not with you over him like this and your face only inching closer to his.

you pull yourself down over him, mere millimeters away from connecting your lips.

the smoke slowly wisp out of your mouth and into his- a slow acceptance before both of your eyes flutter shut and you empty your lungs into his. 

you feel his hands climb up the side of your thighs and rest on your hips, lightly squeezing you through the fabric of your pants.

"fuck." he mutters, trails of smoke escaping his mouth.

"yummy?" you chuckle, exhaling any remnants of smoke in your lungs.

it doesn't seem like you care or noticed at all, but all tomura could think about was you straddling him on the couch and your warm thighs hugging his torso.

he felt hot all over, his lungs were burning, there's a bitter taste in the back of his throat, his head feels light, and despite it all, he wanted more.

"do you, um, wanna taste mine?"

-

mha tag: @lotuslovers @babylambdietcoke @0skullyard0

[pfpanimes]

⌕ boku no hero academia 7 - EP 7.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[kingtomura]

Uber Eats

synopsis: What a crappy Friday night! You’re the only driver for your restaurant and you have to deliver to this Tomura S. guy. The worst part? He never tips. wc: 2.7k content: tomura shigaraki x female reader, quirkless au, oral (f! receiving), overstim, degredation, vaginal fingering, mdni cross posted to ao3

You hated this guy. 

He ordered every week without fail, like clockwork. 

“Do I have to make this delivery?” You ask your manager, wishing the ticket in your hand would burst into flames. 

It did not. 

The black ink only stared back at you as you stewed in your own misery: 

Tomura S. 

“You’re the only driver we have!” Your manager calls back to you, tossing some rice around in a wok before dropping it into a takeout container. “But after this, you’re good to go.” he placed the next order into the wok and the hiss of the food only added to the bustle of the restaurant.

You sigh, accepting your fate and crumple the receipt in your hand. It was the last delivery of the night so you find solace in at least being able to leave once you were done.

This guy was a known regular, and better known for not leaving a tip. Ever. It didn’t matter how big the order was and it didn’t matter what the weather had been outside — Tomura S. would not tip. And unfortunately for you it seemed he was more likely to order on your shift so you had to be the one to deliver. What awful luck.

Your manager waves you off after he finishes packing Tomura’s order and you step outside to your bike. It was about a fifteen minute bike ride, and the sweet promise of going home was all the motivation you needed to get it over and done. You put the order in the front basket of your bike and were off, hitting more than a few bumps in the road on your way.

Once you reach the apartment complex, you set your bike aside and head up to his door.

You’ve been here many times before, but that doesnt stop the nerves. 

Tomura was an… interesting fellow. Never a smile on his face and rarely a thank you. 

You steel yourself at the door of his apartment, taking a breath before raising your fist to knock. Maybe today would be different, you ponder, shifting your weight to cool your nerves. Maybe he would tip generously and send you on your way.

Everything could all be a big misunderstanding and you start to feel yourself get a little hopeful. He could be a nice guy under that rocky demeanor — maybe you’ve misjudged him.

The door opens with a little too much force and a vermillion glare meets your eyes. 

You feel yourself falter under his gaze. “Um, Tomura?" You put on the best smile you could and extend your arm, the bag of takeout presented to him. "Here’s your order.”

He looks down at the bag and then back up to you — carmine eyes giving away ill hidden boredom before ripping it from your hand and turning on his heels. The slam of his door making you jolt as you strained to hear his muttered thanks. So quiet you’re sure you may have imagined it. 

It would be generous to say you were shocked, but tonight had not been a kind night to you. A few too many potholes on your way here and a few too little tips given out has your lips pursed and fists clenching in anger. You had just about had it with this man. 

What was his deal? You come all this way, make sure his food is hot — hell, you even smile and that's still not enough. Well, you were done playing nice and found your fist tapping against his door before your brain could process your actions.

In less than a few seconds the door swung open, this time a much more annoyed Tomura greeting you. 

“What?” He rasped, face turned down into a scowl, much different from his earlier indifference. 

You don't waver, “What is your deal?”

His brows shoot up in surprise, “Excuse me?”

“I said, what is your deal? I’ve been delivering to you for months and not a single time have you tipped me! You know that's how I make a living right? It's just unfair.” you huff, exasperated.

This seems to surprise him further, and if you weren't crazy you would think that was amusement on his lips. “Tip? Is that what you want?”

You are surprised, but you nod. 

He huffs, taking a step back, “Fine.”

And then he’s gone. 

You’re not sure if he intends for you to follow him inside the apartment, but you have an idea that he wouldn't leave his door open otherwise — so, against your better judgment, you go in. 

It's dark in the apartment, and not very spacious. The dim lighting gives you little to work with but the blue light from the idle game screen playing on the tv in the living room helps you make out what you're looking at. Tomura has already gone deeper into the home, no doubt to his bedroom or wherever he may keep his money. You decide to stay where you are in the living room and look around a little.

The space wasn’t… awful, messy — yes, but not disgusting. It looked average to what any other twenty-something living alone would look like. 

You try not to make a habit of getting to know customers you deliver to, but judging from the nintendo switch docked near his television, it seems you may have a little in common. 

What surprises you are the anime figurines and plushies lining the bookshelf near the television. He didn’t strike you as a plushie enjoyer. Finding yourself smiling, you walk over to one. A green dino with goofy teeth and cute eyes. Cute. You reach out to touch it, the plushie feeling as soft as it looked.

The sound of footsteps on hardwood break your focus and you look back to see a grumpy Tomura, looking through his – assumedly empty –  wallet, “I don’t have any cash on me.”

His hair is fluffy and white, but looks a pale blue in the hue of the paused game on the television screen. His frustration is prominent in his scowl and you take this moment to really look at him, carmine eyes focused and brooding. He was taller than you originally thought and his black shirt was loose around the collar area, exposing his collar bones and you find your eyes drifting lower. You could tell he was toned under the thin black shirt he wore but you had never had a chance to really notice. Unconsciously, you lick your lips.

“Did you hear me?” 

Your eyes snap up, cheeks flushing, “Y-yeah!”

He huffed, irritation obvious but continued anyway, “well, what do you want?”

You don't know what you want anymore. If he doesn't have cash then it doesn’t matter. This seems like it may have just been an oversight on his part, so you may be better off letting this go. Maybe he would order again and tip you extra next time.

You take a few steps forward, every intention to walk by him and get to the front door when you stop, finally responding to his question, “nothing, just remember next time.” Your gaze catches his and then drifts lower, to his lips. Tomura catches the trail of your gaze and it forces you to look away. You swore there was a hint of a smile on his lips but maybe you were tired, it has been a long day. 

You shift your weight, ready to continue on your way out when Tomura reaches for your arm, grip tight and demanding. It takes you by surprise, but surprises you even further when he dips down and crashes his lips into yours, rough ones meeting the softness of yours. The kiss is not smooth or slow, but needy and hungry, Tomura playfully nipping your bottom lip before pulling away. 

“I have an idea,” he breathes and pulls you by the hand to his couch, falling ungracefully onto it and in an instant he's on top of you. 

Your cheeks are burning as you place both palms onto his chest to halt his movements, “H-hey, what are you doing?”

His laugh is low as if you should already know the plan. “I’m going to give you your tip.” 

And then he's down again, lips warm and demanding. A moan escapes your throat and you fist a hand in his hair, overwhelmed and desperate to get more of him. His tongue swipes your bottom lip and you waste no time letting him in. His large hand trailed down your side, and you pressed closer to him. He felt intoxicating, and arousal pooled in your belly as Tomura pulled away, panting. He was just as flushed as you knew you were, the wild look in his eyes only making the arousal between your thighs slicker.

Tomura trailed kisses down your jaw and neck, leaving soft bites in between licks. A particularly hard bite made you gasp, gripping his shoulder and turning your head, giving him better access to your neck.

He only chuckled, sitting back and looking down at you, “You look like whore.” he spat, teasing tone in his smile. “All spread out on my couch like this.”

His hands moved to your pants, popping the buttons and pulling them down. You should stop him, tell him to wait because you barely know him and it's a little soon, but his words have you biting your lip and lifting your hips to help him get your pants down and off. 

That only makes Tomura shake his head in disbelief, a pleased smile betraying his false disappointment. 

He reaches down and presses his middle finger to your clothed cunt, rubbing soft circles and laughs, “You’re soaked. Didn’t take you for such a slut.”

The words only spurred you on, spreading your legs further and closing your eyes. It felt good to finally get some kind of contact – he was right where he needed to be. Until he pulled away, leaving you more desperate and a complaint on your lips. You stop in your tracks though as Tomura leans down, tongue licking you through your panties. 

Your hands fly to his hair, moan erupting from your lips. You’re unsure how thin his apartment walls are, but you don't care. The feeling sends pleasure shooting up your spine and your heart picks up its pace.

Tomura laps at your clothed cunt, fabric muting the full feeling but giving you enough to cry out. You find yourself grinding closer, body begging him to keep going and he obliges, only for a moment. He gives your cunt one more kiss before pulling back and pulling your soaked panties down and off, tossing them across the living room. 

He wastes no time diving back in, tongue licking a strip from your hole to your clit and your back arches. The hold you have on Tomura’s hair is so tight, you're sure it’s painful at this point, but he only groans, wet muscle lapping your clit eagerly. Your thighs reflexively try to close, but Tomura is faster, hand stopping them and thumb rubbing soothing circles. 

“Oh, god,” you squeeze your eyes shut, the pleasure building quickly and you will yourself not to go over – not yet. That would be embarrassing. 

You feel the pressure in your abdomen tighten and it's clear you won't last much longer. Tomura took that moment to suck your sensitive nub and you spill over, mouth open in a silent moan and thighs quivering.

Tomura rides you through it, only pulling away from his ministrations once you catch your breath. “That soon, huh?” There's no bite to his words and you only give him a halfhearted glare, heavy lidded eyes still reeling from your orgasm. 

You’re distracted and don’t notice Tomura’s not finished with his antics. It wasn’t until you felt a digit pressing at your heat, slipping in slowly and making you mewl in pleasure. You were soaked, and the pressure making your head loll onto the armrest of the couch. It felt so full already. 

“Ah!” you gasped, feeling the familiar glide of Tomura’s tongue against your oversensitive clit once more. 

It was almost too much, your cries reaching new heights as he pumped his digit in and out of your sopping cunt, juices from your arousal mixing with his saliva. He was taking his time building your next orgasm, moving slow and steady, making your toes curl in pleasure. 

The push of a second finger against your hole had you tapping Tomura’s shoulder, “t-too much! Tomura!” 

Your cries fell on deaf ears as he continued, tip of his tongue flicking your clit as the second finger pushed in to join the first, waisting no time fucking you in earnest. His fingers were thick and the feeling of being so full made you dizzy, pleasure spiraling as you tried to ground yourself mentally. You grabbed Tomura’s shoulder, fisting his shirt in your hand as you lost yourself in the pleasure once more. 

Tomura’s motions ceased as his eyes met yours. You could only imagine how blissed out you looked in this moment, breath ragged and sweat clinging to your brow. Tomura wasn’t much better off — he was as desperate as you, hair splayed in wild directions after your hands ravaged through it. You open your mouth – impatient words on the tip of your tongue and Tomura curls his fingers, digits hitting that spongy spot inside that made you see stars.

He flattens his tongue, giving your clit a final lap and it sends you over – for the second time tonight. 

Your back arches and your legs shake as your orgasm washes over you. The feeling sends waves of pleasure throughout your body, eyes squeezed shut and mind buzzing. 

Tomura watches as you come apart, palming his erection in awe. You meet his eyes once you come down from your second high of the night and Tomura wastes no time in crashing his lips to yours, clumsy and wet. You could taste yourself on his lips and groan when he pulls you closer. 

There's a trail of saliva linking the two of you once he pulls away, but Tomura’s heavy gaze is only on you. He leans back in once more to give you a much softer kiss, before pulling away again and giving the same soft kiss on your cheek — heat rushing to them for reasons entirely different from what just transpired between you both. 

It was very… intimate – in a way you did not expect from someone who had just called you a slut. 

It makes you want to reach out for him when he pulls away further, eyes seemingly pondering something you’re unaware of. He looked down at you one more time, before looking to his television and his unopened takeout bag on the coffee table. 

“My show is about to start, so…” he starts, picking up the remote to change the channel of the television, screen lighting up and noise filling the room. You stare as Tomura sits back and gets comfortable, opening his takeout bag and removing the contents. 

Was he… was he kicking you out right now? Seriously? 

Your brows fly up, eyes widened in disbelief — his lack of reaction at your scoff only proves you right. He was kicking you out. Bullshit. The humiliation is evident as you scurry to find your pants, not bothering to find wherever the hell he tossed your underwear earlier, and get the hell out of there before you said something you would regret. 

The only thing on your mind was the front door as you brushed by Tomura one last time. 

“Hey!” he called, gluing you to your spot. Your heart jumped as you turned back to him vaguely hoping he would offer you to stay a little longer.

That small flame of hope died as soon as it came because Tomura was only extending your long forgotten phone to you. 

You snatch the device from his hand and make your way out the door, face burning and legs still tingling from the way he made you come undone mere moments before. 

Once you reach your bike you find yourself huffing in annoyance. What else did you expect? Him to offer you some of his takeout? That would just be silly. You’re walking your bike to the sidewalk, ready to hop on and go back to the restaurant – sure your manager is worried sick about his only driver – before your phone buzzes in your back pocket. 

Tomura S.

Your eyes widened as you read a text from the name you knew you hadn't saved in your contacts before. 

You forgot my drink.

[pretty-sparkle-bomb]

I just read your post about reader being a total badass when another girl is trying to take her man, can we get a reverse one? Where reader is being flirted with?

Seriously it was so good!

In which, the MHA boys react to the reader being flirted with.

Characters included: Dabi (Touya Todoroki), Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tomura Shigaraki, Izuku Midoriya, Hitoshi Shinso, Hanta Sero.

Dabi (Touya Todoroki)

The bar was packed, the air thick with smoke and whiskey. You were leaning against the counter in a black minidress, waiting for your drink, when some random guy slid up beside you.

"Hey, sweetheart," he smirked. "What’s a pretty thing like you doing all alone?"

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “I have a boyfriend, fuck off.”

“That’s what they all say. Why don’t you let me buy you a drink?” he continued with a sly grin, placing a hand on top of yours.

You didn’t even get a chance to respond before a strong, scarred arm looped around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest.

Dabi.

His voice was low. "Alone?" He chuckled, resting his chin on your shoulder. "That’s cute."

The guy hesitated, realizing who you were. Everyone knew that Dabi was the most wanted S-class villain. His amber eyes flicking between you and Dabi. "I didn’t realize—"

"Yeah, you didn’t." Dabi tilted his head, blue flames sparking at his fingertips. "Start running."

The guy? Gone in seconds.

Dabi kissed your neck, chuckling. "I love scaring off idiots. You’re fun bait, doll."

Katsuki Bakugo

It was a normal day at the gym—until some dumbass decided today was the day to test Bakugo’s patience.

You were warming up, minding your business, when some cocky asshole strolled up. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall next to you, clearly checking you out.

"Wow," he whistled, looking you up and down. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Because damn, you’re—"

Before he could finish, a handful of explosions went off beside him, making him stumble back with a yell.

Katsuki stood there, arms crossed, eyes blazing with fury.

"The hell you just say to my girl, dickwad?" His eyes were narrowed, boring holes into the other guy’s soul. Wow, Katsuki sure was hot when he was so protective over you.

“Woah there man—” The guy backed away slowly, turning around and speedwalking out of the area.

Katsuki grabbed your wrist, pulling you close. "Ya good, dollface? He touch you?”

You smirked. "Jealous much?"

"Shut up," he grumbled, but his grip on you didn’t loosen.

Shoto Todoroki

It was a simple coffee run, or at least it was supposed to be. Shoto was at the counter, waiting for both of your orders while you sat in one of the booths, scrolling mindlessly on your phone.

Without warning, some smooth-talking guy slid into the seat beside you. "Hey," he smiled, "Mind if I join you?"

Before you could answer, two cups of coffee were placed before you. “I mind.”

You tilted your chin up to meet Shoto’s mismatched eyes. "You’re flirting with my girlfriend." His tone was calm but you could tell that he was annoyed. The air around you had become cold, something that happened whenever someone managed to push your boyfriend’s buttons.

The guy blinked. "Uh—"

Shoto didn't even look at him. He slid into the seat next to you. Interlocking your fingers. "I don’t share," he murmured.

The guy practically tripped over himself leaving.

“Sho.” You giggled, looking at him.

Shoto sipped his coffee like nothing happened. "Yes, love?”

Hanta Sero

The two of you were at an arcade, laughing as you played games together, until some guy decided to interrupt. He was tall, decked in all black and had a flirtatious smile.

"Hey," he grinned, stepping between you and Hanta. "I’ve been watching you for a while… maybe I could get your number?”

Hanta stood infront of you, blocking you from the other guy’s sight.

"Oh, for sure," he said with a sly grin, right before launching a strand of tape at the guy. Who barely had time to react before he was yanked backward, stuck against the wall, arms pinned to his sides. “What the heck man?”

Hanta wrapped an arm around your shoulder, still grinning. "Oops. Looks like you’re busy."

You giggled. "You’re evil."

"Only when people try to steal my girl."

Eijiro Kirishima

You and Eijiro were strolling through the festival, the glow of lanterns reflecting in his bright red eyes as you both enjoyed the sights and food stalls. The night was perfect—until some overconfident idiot decided to ruin it.

"Hey there hot stuff," the guy smirked, stepping a little too close. "Why don’t you ditch the kid and have a real man show you a good time?"

Your red-head boyfriend stopped mid-bite of his takoyaki. Slowly, he turned to face the guy, a sharp grin stretching across his face.

"Hey, man," he said, cracking his knuckles as his quirk activated with a sickening crunch. His fists hardened into razor-sharp stone, glinting under the festival lights. “What are your intentions?”

The guy paled, taking a cautious step back. "Dude, chill, I was just—"

"Just…?” Eijiro tilted his head. The guy nodded furiously before bolting into the crowd. You started laughing, holding onto your stomach as you doubled over.

Kirishima sighed, turning back to you with a pout. "Babe, do I really not look scary? I thought I was at least a little intimidating."

You tried to hold back a laugh but failed. "Eiji, you’re too adorable to be scary."

His jaw dropped. "Too adorable? Babe, I literally just made a guy run for his life!"

You grinned, poking his cheek. "Exactly. Cute, but effective."

Eijiro groaned, dramatically dragging a hand down his face. "Man, this is terrible for my reputation."

But he still laced his fingers with yours, grinning as he led you toward the next food stall—because honestly? He’d rather be your cute boyfriend than be scary any day.

Tomura Shigaraki

The Villain’s Den was loud, pulsing with heavy bass and neon lights. The club was a known hotspot for the worst of the worst—rogue assassins, yakuza, underground black-market dealers. It was the kind of place where rules didn’t exist, where people only stepped on each other’s toes if they wanted a death wish.

You were sitting at the bar, sipping on something strong and expensive, watching the dance floor where bodies grinded together, the flashing red and blue lights reflecting in their hungry eyes.

Shigaraki was next to you, one arm slung lazily over the back of your stool, his other hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey. He wasn’t much for crowds, but he tolerated them when it meant keeping an eye on you.

It was almost peaceful.

A cocky-looking bastard slid into the stool beside you, his breath reeking of liquor and weed. He was built like someone who thought he was untouchable—broad shoulders, expensive rings on his fingers, tattoos from head to toe.

He looked at you like you were something to win.

"Didn’t expect to see someone as fine as you in a place like this," he drawled, tilting his head. "What do you say I buy you a drink, huh? Lose the zombie-lookin’ guy and come have a good time."

Before you could rip him apart yourself, a scarred hand landed on your thigh, fingers slipping just under the material of your crimson minidress.  Tomura didn’t look up. Didn’t need to.

"Touch her again," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the music, but somehow more chilling than the bass drop. "And I’ll make sure they’re scraping your remains off the floor by morning."

The guy hesitated. He turned to look at Shigaraki properly, taking in the red-rimmed eyes, the baby blue, almost white hair, the twisted smile and the slow, casual way he tapped his thumb against his glass.

Realization hit.

The color drained from the guy’s face. He swallowed hard. "Shit, man—I didn’t know it was—"

"You do now." Shigaraki’s fingers flexed, his grip tightening just enough to send a very clear message. The guy stood up immediately.

He pushed off the stool so fast it nearly tipped over, bolting into the sea of criminals like he could outrun death itself.

You sighed, sipping your drink. "Tomu.” You whined. “You’re no fun. I was kinda hoping you’d let me handle that one."

He finally turned his attention to you. His fingers brushed higher up your thigh, his other hand setting his empty glass down with a soft thunk.

"You okay?"

You smirked. "That was kinda hot."

A deep, amused chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Damn right it was."

Izuku Midoriya

The All Might-themed merch store was bright, filled with limited-edition action figures, posters, and collectibles. You and Izuku were wandering through the aisles, fingers intertwined as he excitedly rambled about the latest All Might figurine that had just been released. His eyes were practically glowing as he pointed at the details, completely in his element.

You loved seeing him like this.

A random stranger, dressed in a cocky grin and an oversized jacket, strolled right up to you. "What’s cookin, good lookin’?," he purred, completely ignoring Izuku standing right beside you.

You blinked. Seriously?

Izuku, mid-sentence, froze. The guy leaned against the shelf, flashing you what he probably thought was a charming smile. "How about you ditch the nerd and come get a coffee with me?"

Izuku’s eyes darkened. His usual soft expression shifted into something serious.  "Excuse me," he said, shoulders squaring as he stepped in front of you. His voice was calm—too calm. "She’s with me."

The guy laughed, clearly underestimating him. "Relax, dude. I’m just saying she could do better than some fanboy who—"

Izuku moved so fast the guy didn’t see it coming.

The entire shelf behind him rattled, a gust of air bursting through the store as Izuku’s foot lightly tapped against the floor. He hadn’t even used his full strength—just enough to shake the ground beneath them.

The guy stumbled, eyes wide. "Wh-what the hell?"

Izuku didn’t even blink. Didn’t move. Just looked him dead in the eye. "You were saying?" The guy bolted.

Izuku let out a small breath, turning back to you. The moment his eyes met yours, his serious expression melted, a sheepish smile replacing it. "Sorry about that," he mumbled, scratching the back of his head.

You smirked. "Wow, Izu. That was kinda hot."

Izuku turned bright red. "D-Don’t say stuff like that!"

You just laughed, lacing your fingers with his again. "C’mon, fanboy. Show me more of these All Might figures."

Izuku, still blushing, happily obliged.

Denki Kaminari

The arcade was loud, packed with people, flashing lights, and the sounds of game machines beeping wildly. You and Denki were on a date night, sharing a bucket of popcorn while he tried (and failed) to beat you at air hockey.

"I swear you’re cheating," he pouted as you scored another point. You smirked, twirling the paddle in your hand. "I don’t need to cheat to beat you, baby."

Denki groaned. "Ouch, but again… why’s that kinda hot?."

Before you could serve again, a random dude appeared at your side, looking far too smug for someone who hadn’t been invited.

"Hey," he said, completely ignoring Denki. "I saw you playing and had to come over. You’re pretty good. Bet you’d have more fun playing against me... or maybe, with me?"

Denki froze. Then, ever so slowly, he turned his head toward the guy, blinking like he’d just heard the dumbest thing in existence.

You sighed, already unamused. "No thanks. I’m here with my boyfriend."

The guy didn’t even react. "What, the walking pikachu? He doesn’t seem like much competition."

Oh. Oh, that was a mistake.

Denki let out a low whistle, tossing his paddle onto the table. "Bro. That’s crazy," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, I could fry your nervous system in a second, but hey, points for confidence."

The guy visibly tensed but tried to play it off cool. “You’re bluffing.”

Denki grinned, leaning in slightly. His fingers sparked. "Am I?”

A tiny bolt of electricity shot from his fingertips, buzzing through the air right past the guy’s ear. Not enough to hurt—just enough to remind him what quirks existed.

The guy bolted.

Denki laughed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Man, you really attract the idiots, huh?"

You rolled your eyes. "You jealous?"

Denki pouted. "Maybe."

You kissed his cheek. "Don’t be. You’re the only idiot I like."

He beamed. "Damn right I am."

Hitoshi Shinso

It was late at night, and you and Hitoshi were sitting outside a small ramen shop, enjoying the quiet hum of the city. The neon lights flickered, casting soft purple and blue hues against his face as he lazily stirred his noodles.

You loved moments like these—just the two of you, no distractions, no expectations.

Until some jackass decided to ruin it.

A man—cocky, unbothered, and absolutely unaware of what he was walking into—slid into the empty seat beside you.

"Hey," he said, flashing you a grin. "Are your parents beavers? Cause damn!"

You stared at him. Hitoshi did not react.

"You know," the guy continued, completely oblivious to the danger he was in, "a pretty thing like you shouldn’t waste time with a guy who looks like he hasn’t slept in ten years."

Hitoshi, mid-bite, finally blinked. He set his chopsticks down slowly, exhaling through his nose before resting his chin on his palm.

"Oh?" His voice was smooth. "That’s funny."

The guy smirked. "What is?"

Hitoshi just tilted his head, purple eyes glowing slightly. "That you think you have a chance."

And then, before the guy could react, Hitoshi activated his quirk.

"Be a good little idiot," he commanded, his voice low, silky, lethal. "And leave."

The guy’s face went blank. He stood up immediately, turning on his heel and walking straight into the street, disappearing into the night like a puppet on strings.

You snorted. "That was overkill."

Hitoshi hummed, taking another bite of his ramen. "I could’ve made him trip into a dumpster."

You smirked. "Now that would’ve been hot."

Hitoshi chuckled, shaking his head. "You’re ridiculous."

"But you love me."

He sighed dramatically, giving you a lazy grin. "Yeah, yeah. Lucky me."

[a-sound-sol]

I recently had a tooth removed and my dentist advised me on many things but what I found funny was her saying "no kissing for a month" I found myself wondering how a couple would deal with this.

A scenario with LoV X Reader reacting and dealing with the news of no kiss for a month XD + them taking care of the reader

I love your work <3

oh i looove this one!! and thank you <3

NO KISSES FOR A MONTH!

ft. LoV

Shigaraki

He doesn't believe you at first, he thinks you're punishing him for something. Until he tries to kiss you and you wince in pain, then he's like o h, you're serious.

Then he subtly takes care of you. He comes home one day with ice packs and heating pads to help with the swelling. He makes the rest of the League deal with freezing and heating them up, but he always delivers them directly to you. He won't let you lift a finger unless you have to. He puts Kurogiri in charge of assisting you whenever you need it while he's gone, which barely happens bc he never wants to leave your side when you need him. He falls asleep on a couch next to your bed during the day, and always ends up spooning you at night <3

Dabi

He's PISSED about no kisses. He pouts about it literally all day. But when you start to complain about how in pain you are, he drops everything to help you. He'll hand feed you your meds and he'll tell Shigaraki he's off duty until you're better. He refuses to leave your side, such a needy guy. He makes you soup because that's easier to eat, and he'll blow on it to cool it down before feeding it to you - and yes, he indeed does feed it to you on a spoon. He'll keep you warm and safe, no matter what.

He's not great with the no kisses rule, so he kisses your forehead and nose and temples frequently. He just can't help himself. <3

Twice

He understands no kisses but he also DESPISES it!! He personally wants to talk to the dentist and tell them off!! But he also wants to shake their hand and thank them for taking care of you. In regards to that, he's somehow both the most gentle and the most distant. But he explains to you it's only because he can't stop himself from wanting to kiss you whenever he sees you! Still makes sure you know how loved you are, waits on you at every hour. He worries about you so much !! <33

Toga

Oh no kisses? No problem for our vampy girl! She gives you love in so many other ways. She cuddles and holds you, basically carrying you throughout the house starting when you came home from surgery. She's adamant that she can take care of you - almost to a fault. She starts to forget to take care of herself a little bit. You make sure to cover her in blankets when she passes out from exhaustion, and you end up taking care of her more than anything. <3

Spinner

He's a sweet guy, so of course he's not going to tell you how upset he is about not getting to kiss you. He looks disappointed at first, but then he realizes that means he has to show his affection through other ways. He taste tests all your food first so that they're soft and smooth enough for you to eat. He spends the days in bed with you playing video games while you rest, and he always ALWAYS makes sure that the room temperature is perfect for you. <3

Compress

Oh he's absolutely the most dramatic about it. While he understands you must heal, how can he NOT smooch those lips??? He spends the entire time trying to figure out a way to kiss your lips without it hurting you. Him and his silly magic - he actually attempts to hypnotize you just so that he could get away with it still - but he remembered how worth the wait it would be to be able to kiss you without you being in pain. He spends the rest of the time entertaining you with his whimsical stories <3

Kurogiri

Kissing isn't really a big part of your relationship, so he doesn't care entirely about that. What he DOES care about is how much pain you're in, and he wonders if he can transport the pain away from you. He hates seeing you sad, and does his best to take care of you. He brings you to the prettiest mountaintop to pass the time while you heal. He sets up a picnic for you both and you sit in silence together, happily. You're kinda glad you had surgery! <3

Magne

She's a bit mad about it, but she gets over it quickly when she realizes that the sooner you heal, the more kisses she'll get! She also waits on you hand and foot, she's sure to make sure to try and anticipate your needs before you even know what they are. If there's one thing she's gonna do, it's protect you from the stupid shit you usually do that causes you to get hurt (tripping is the number one thing). She will rush in to catch you everytime, and call you a ditz while kissing your cheek and carrying you to wherever you were headed! <3

[blkluci]

MHA boys and the reader fighting p2 please!!

Aizawa Shoto

Sero Hanta

Denki Kaminari

Shinso Hitoshi

Shigiraki Tomura

You don't have to do all but if ur able to, TYSM!<3

𝑴𝑯𝑨 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔/𝒎𝒆𝒏 and you fighting pt.2...

CHARACTERS )) hanta sero, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinso, shota aizawa, tomura shigaraki.

PLOT )) a headcanon of the boys seeing you fight.

A/N )) thank you for your request @thisisxli!! i'm glad that you enjoyed the last part :) hope you enjoy this one and to everyone thanks for all the love on my other posts, i truly appreciate it. feel free to send in more requests guys! reader is a pro-hero in aizawa's hc!

[ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀 ] sero is a laid back guy; which is one of the reasons you decided to date him (on top of his charm). when he was there to experience a random girl from ua, get into an argument with you, he stood and analyzed everything. he made sure to not let anything go overboard and pull you away when things got intense. "how 'bout we avoid her from now on, yeah?" now two days later when shawty pulled up talkin' bout fight me, he let you have her.

... hanta's eyes watched every movement intensely

... he made sure that no one jumped in while you handled that

... you were on top of the flailing girl

... knuckles meeting her face every time

-> "keep punchin' bae."

... when some friend of the girl try to jump in, he taped them up

-> "it's a fair fight, back up."

... when he seen that you've got girl leaking he pulls you off

... strong frame holding you in place

... his lips curve into a smile while watching you yell at the girl

-> "BET YOU WON'T DO IT AGAIN!"

... he's proud of you standing on business

... makes sure that you avoid all fights after

... there for you when you get scolded by aizawa

[ 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈 ] this boy kaminari loves the drama as long as he's not a part of it. and most definitely wouldn't want to hear his beautiful girl's name out of anyone else mouth, even ms kendo from 1-B. he brings the situation to your attention. nonetheless asks you to no fight, in school at least, and tells you to let him know if she say anything else. "I'll put on a wig if needed." it turns out he'd need to for the next day.

... when you texted denk to let him now you beating her after school

... he made sure to pack it up real quick after class

... you catch the girl outside, asking her wassup and she dropped her stuff

-> "dayumm!"

... denki winced when you punched her jaw

... the sound echoing along with the other heavy hits you planted on that head

... his capturing everything he screamed from behind the camera

-> "WORLDSTAR! beat her 'ah babe!"

... possibly tased the girl while you beat her

-> "QUIT PLAYIN' WIT ME!"

... just then cementoss pushed into the fight to break y'all up

... denks acted like he wasn't videoing and helped out

... was sent to the principal with you

... makes sure to zoom in on the girl bloody face on cam

... denki most def seems the type to post it to twitter

[ 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 ] shinso ain't bout all the confrontation. he will totally brainwash the person to walk away. that's how much he doesn't care. hearing you tell him about some girl antagonizing you, he asks you if you want him to brainwash her. you told him it wasn't necessary because she wasn't gon do anything. "even if she does try something, walk away." easy for him to say.

... toshi looked for you during his bathroom break

... your class was in the gym for combat practice right now

... opening the door to peer his head in, hitoshi spots you

... however, you're soaked with water

... next thing he knows you jump on this girl

... you pull her hair and knee her face

-> "damn."

... people crowd and alert ectoplasm

... toshi decide to brainwash him just to give you extra mins

... the pent up annoyance in you fueled your punches

... when the girls friends start pulling you off

... toshi wastes no time rushing to you and breaking the brainwash on ecto

-> "IMA KEEP CATCHIN' YOU! I SWEA'!!"

... hitoshi pulls you away at takes you to the nurse to ice your hands

... softly kisses them while smiling because of how you handled her

-> "i think you be her enough baby. she can't take no more."

... keeps a keen eye on your every move from that day forward

[ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐀 ] aizawa told you about ms. joke being obsessed with him when you first coupled up. and he knew you wouldn't be fond of hearing that. saying the day she gets too comfortable, you'd smack her up. "that won't be necessary hun." oh but it is. she really thought showing up to his job was a good idea. toshinori being a real one, hit you up and let you know.

... you walked down the ua hall and looked for the teacher lounge

... nearing the door you heard a woman laughing

... your blood was boiling

... in an instant your eyes fall upon shota being cornered by ms. joke

... all he heard was rapid footsteps when he turned and seen emi get punched

... eyes widen at the culprit; YOU

-> "y/n!"

... you were about to attack the girl again but used his bands on you

… you shouted for him to let you go

… the lady charged at you in that instant

… ngl, she got you one good time on your eye

… now you felt mad

… aizawa sighed as he loosed his grip and let you go

… you started wallin’

… your first was like super smashing her face in and aizawa sipped the coffee that he made

… eventually he decided to break them up as students that passed by were whispering and some even videotaped

… when he pull you off, all might walked in helped the joke get up

-> “NEVER THINK ABOUT PUSHIN’ UP ON HIM AGAIN”

… aizawa wrapped your lips up

-> "i told you that wasn't necessary. but thank you."

[ 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 ] i feel like shigaraki wouldn’t be to fond to seeing you fight. more so over petty things. he doesn’t have a care in the world about people fighting being that he has hatred in his own heart. but to know you wanna fight over him, he thinks it’s stupid. “fighting over me is a stupid idea when i’m already yours. but knock yourself out.” his response wasn’t what you wanted but he gave you permission so cool.

… there was a new girl member added to the group

… she was young too

… but her attitude stunk

… so during the meeting you asked her if she wanted to fight

… little miss attitude stood up

… and you popped her

… y’all was going at it and she tried to pull you to the ground. ultimately failing

… kurogiri tried to help break y’all up

-> “no. let 'em fight. that's what she wanted right?”

… hearing him say that made you a bit more angry

… you used that on the girl

… pulling hard at her hair and repeatedly thumping her face in

… hit after hit, the girl was giving up

… when you knocked her out, shiggy allowed kuro to interfere

-> “WE COULD GO ROUND FOR ROUND! IM NEVA TIRED”

… shiggy walked over to you and pulled you away to a different room

… he takes the hand off his face and stares you in the eyes

… his face serious

-> “did you get it outta your system?”

… you grumble and he tells you that you got her good and no more fighting

… or else he’ll get you

in every situation [no matter what the circumstances] be thankful and continually give thanks to God; for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus. (‭‭1 Thessalonians‬ ‭5‬:‭18‬ ‭AMP‬‬)