#shigaraki tomura imagine

[adenes-archive]

got a random memory of a fic i read once upon a time ago😞 and i cannot remember who wrote it or the title for the life of me

i think it was shiggy x reader nd reader was pregnant and giving birth in like a kinda filled tub and dabi i believe was helping her give birth while shiggy was behind like talking us through it🥲. idk who wrote it but i have just that vague memory. please help😭😭🫶🏽

update: i found it!! its family by @tojigasm

[lovimagines]

Assumptions

[Alpha!Tomura x Fem!Omega!Reader x Alpha!Dabi]

[Part 1 of ?]

Summary: You find yourself having fun at an arcade when a stranger approaches you, offering you a position within his team. Things go south, quickly.

Warnings: A/B/O, possible canon divergence, swearing. (Please politely let me know if I missed something/need to tag anything else!!)

Word Count: ~1,900

A/N: The ‘____’ is your name! THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A/B/O!! I’m very new to it, and have done research, but I’m still learning! Also quick note, reader is close to Dabi’s age in this! At the very least, reader is meant to be 18+! I also haven’t written for BNHA in literally 4ish years? So... please go easy on me! One last thing, reader is written as neurodivergent! This is a kind of a self indulgent fic, but i wanted to leave it sort of vague so a lot of people could read it! -Beth

The universe seemed to be out to get you. For the longest time you assumed you were quirkless, you assumed you would be an alpha, and you assumed you’d have your best friend forever.

Within a long, drawn out several years, those things were proven to be very wrong. You lost your best friend. You had a horribly powerful Quirk. And once you hit puberty, it was revealed you were an Omega.

Life couldn’t get more rough. So you thought.

U.A. High School seemed to be a good thing that could be going for you, when you were younger. But, once you failed the hero exam and were told you too… ‘Unstable’, you were sent packing. Your Quirk was ruthless, and very much so unstable, but you thought someone would be able to help you with that.

Years passed and when you did not show any interest in any of the alphas that would present themselves to you, your parents were growing tired. Eventually you ended up moving out and living with Quirk (curse) on your own.

It proved difficult but you did it, all by yourself for a while there. And then your life is completely flipped again when a villain presents himself to you, asking for you to join him and his cause.

You hum to yourself as you walk around an almost empty arcade. You don’t allow yourself out often, due to the hell that is your Quirk, so when you do let yourself enjoy the world around you, you soak it all up.

“Hey lady!” A kid screams from the other side of the arcade. There aren’t many ladies in the arcade, causing you to turn around. You look and some boy is rushing you. You reel back and cock your head at the kid. He gets to you, bends over and catches his breath, then begins to talk once more. “Is that your initials on the race car game?”

You snort, “Yeah, how did you know?”

“I saw you use that thing the other day. I wanna race you. I wanna beat you!” The kid sounds determined. You only nod and let him lead you to the game. You take a seat on the metal, barely padded chair and grab the steering wheel of the game. The little boy gets on the game connected to yours, right beside you, and readies himself.

You start the ‘race’ and are quick to get in the lead. Within the time limit you destroy that little kid. You notice once the game is finished he is the third on the leaderboard. Someone’s under him.

“Hey kid.” A voice comes from behind the both of you and you turn around, “Get up, it’s my turn.”

The kid doesn’t question it and he quickly excuses himself. The tall man sits down, and looks over at you. His face is obscured by his hood and his long, blue hair, but you can definitely feel his eyes on you. Your grip on the gaming wheel tenses and you avert your gaze.

You begin to get up, but you’re stopped. “No. I wanna beat you. You are the first one, right?”

He was second place. You groan. “What do I get if I win?”

“I don’t know, what do you want, _____?”

You freeze. You hadn't told him your name. With knuckles turning white, you stare at him for a moment. You look back at the screen in front of you and your jaw clenches tight. You inhale sharply through your nose and wonder how someone’s found you. You then have to rack your brain to remember if you took your suppressants that morning.

You're sure you have, so you calm down slightly, but you’re still terrified. You ignore his earlier comment and mumble a ‘let’s get started’ and both of you start the race. You're tense but you don’t let that throw you. You’re still able to win, and with ease.

“Ok. I won.” Your throat is dry, it’s hard to swallow, and your hands are aching. “Now what?”

“Well, it’s only polite if you let me talk to you after beating me that badly.”

You can’t tell if the niceness in his voice is forced or if he’s just… awkward. You want to believe it’s the ladder. You agree to talk to him and stand from the game. You look at him with big, worried eyes, and take a shaky breath.

“I’m not going to murder you or something,” His voice is low, gruff, and almost confused sounding.

“Oh.” That made you feel worse honestly. You’re back is to one of the walls and you inhale sharply. “Um, can I ask how you know me?” You are sure he hears you gulping down your spit. “I mean, I don’t even know you…”

The man gives you a wide smile and backs you into the wall. Your back hits the cool brick and you’re cornered. ‘Oh, and he isn’t going to kill me,’ you think to yourself. You watch his Adam's apple bob and feel yourself drawn to him momentarily. Something about him was enticing, but you couldn’t tell if it was your heat coming soon or if you just thought he was mysteriously sexy.

His hands grab either side of his hood and it drops, revealing blue hair and blood red eyes. You go to gasp, and a dry hand is covering your mouth, one of his fingers lifted above your skin. He shushes you and you’re struggling to breathe out of fear. You wanna just crumble, fold even, but you don’t. You stand frozen, watching the League of Villains leader staring at you. His eyes bore into yours.

“Sh, we don’t need to alert anyone, though I’m sure your Quirk could help us…” You only nod a little. “I have a proposition for you, ____,” his face drops, looking more serious now. You let him speak, without interrupting, you aren’t sure you want to say no anyway. “I know how the heroes treated you. You were thrown out like some animal.” Tears prick your eyes as he continues to speak, bringing memories up that you did not want to think about. “I know that must eat away at you.”

You shut your eyes, a couple tears falling from them.

“I think we can help you. Just as much as you could help us. We’d benefit each other greatly.”

It takes a moment. But you open your eyes once more and nod. You nod in agreement, in agreement of everything he just said. You were hurt by U.A, quite tremendously. And maybe, the league could help you with your so-called curse.

His hand falls from your mouth and he’s quick to pull his hood back up. You inhale sharply, your breath catching as you catch Tomura’s scent. You hoped and prayed that he could not catch your scent. You exhale slowly and look at Tomura with a curious gaze.

“Can we stay here a little longer though? I don’t get out often… And I wanted to get a prize before leaving.”

Tomura groans but gives you a reluctant nod. You smile at him and begin your walk towards the claw machines. Tomura is hot on your trail, watching you closely as you reach the machine. Without him even asking, you begin to tell him what you’re doing. “I like to get prizes every time I go out! They’re souvenirs, I guess.”

“Your Quirk makes it easier.”

You expect it to sound like a question, but he ends it as a fact. He knows. You are almost uneasy. He knows more about you than you’d like, and you’re far too scared to ask how.

“How does your Quirk work exactly?”

You wanted to hit him with a ‘how do you not know that?’ but you did not. “I’m unsure, really. I think about the outcomes, the probability and… it changes. I’m not very good at it, even now. Little things are easier, though. Like this-” You put a quarter in the claw machine, “Which one do you like?” Tomura gives you a confused look and points to a random plushie and you nod. “It’s easy to fix this outcome. It's easy to luck out here.”

The claw goes down on the plushie and you easily bring it to the opening. You drop it and bend over, pulling the plushie out. You stand up straight, Tomura’s eyes not leaving you. You extend your arm and give him a goofy grin. When he doesn’t immediately take it, you frown. You pull the plush back to you and Tomura cocks his head. You avert your gaze once again and Tomura is trying to process what just happened.

“You wanted to give me-” You interrupt Tomura with a nod. He sighs, “I thought you kept them.”

“No, not always. I mean, I love to collect things, but sometimes other people need them more than I do. I like to think that it gives them a bit of my luck.”

Tomura is unmoving for a moment. Wheels turning. You can tell he’s thinking really hard about something, but you’re unsure as to what.

“Give me that damned stuffed animal.” Tomura takes it from your grasp, fucking it under his arm as not harm it, and you smile widely at him. “Can we go now?”

You nod. Tomura leads you out and you two set out for wherever the hell he was taking you.

When you reach the hideout, you feel your nerves acting up. ‘Fuck, my suppressants,’ you can’t help but freeze in your spot. Tomura’s hand grips your waist and he begins to pull you forward. You start walking again, trying to push your worries and fears away.

The door of the hideout opens and you stand beside Tomura like some terrified animal. Everyone in the general vicinity looks at the both of you. Your wide fearful eyes, and Tomura pulling you closer, as if he didn’t want them to jump you.

“Who is she~” The blonde girl speaks up first.

“This is-”

Another person enters the room. A person covered with staples and scars. Another Alpha. Your eyes lock with his and for a moment, you feel nostalgia. And not the good kind. The kind that makes your stomach turn and tears well up in your eyes.

“Who the fu-” He stops himself. Tomura is glaring at him, and his eyes are just stuck on you. You want to run, but the grip Tomura has on your side is debilitating.

“_____.”

He knows you. More than Tomura does. He knows you.

Those eyes are unforgettable and you're suddenly very aware of why you felt so sick.

“Touya?”

“You two know each other?”

You’re stuck in your spot still. You watch as he begins to make his way towards you and you cower into Tomura’s side. You thought you would never fear your best friend. But you also thought you’d never, ever see him again.

“How the fuck did you find her?” He’s pissed. ”Get her the fuck out of here. Right now.”

You blink at him, tears forming. Tomura’s grip somehow tightens, and you’re left standing beside two alphas who look like they’re ready to rip each other’s throats out.

“No.” That’s all Tomura says at first. He isn’t backing down. There is a short pause, “This is _____, our newest team member.”

[uwtloml]

Ok so what if we accidentally send the mha boys nudes

- 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘩𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴!

𝘧𝘵. 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶, 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪, 𝘦𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰, 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪, 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘪, 𝘬𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢

a/n i hope i added all the characters u wanted 🤍

[actuallysaiyan]

@kentocalls we were just talking about him making someone feel soft and safe 💚💚💚

This is downright so adorable and sweet

Blankets

Tomura Shigaraki  x gn Reader

Blanket Fort Date

[Tomura Shigaraki comforts you while you’re depressed]

yeah, I was supposed to write the arcade next (it will be the next date one!) but I needed this and it kind of wrote itself first these dates can be read as one shots or all existing in the same universe

other dates: [picnic] [carnival]

“What are you doing??” you grumble from under the covers of the bed you’ve barely left in three days.

Tomura Shigaraki says nothing, continuing to shift the belongings around your room while jostling you occasionally. 

You’d understand if he’s upset with you, he has every right to be. He’d planned a whole cute arcade date for the two of you but you bailed at the last minute. You canceled through a text message too, saying you weren’t feeling well.

Or something like that.

It’s not like you were sick. And you weren’t lying around crying all week, you just didn’t have it in you to do anything. It feels like you’re a video game character with full health points, but zero motivation and you’re out of potions to fix that. Even drinking water feels like an impossible task.

But somehow, he seemed understanding enough when he responded twenty minutes ago. Now, he’s doing…whatever this is. 

“Of course I knew you’d probably cancel,” he muttered while tying a piece of cord to the curtain rod above your bed, “you think I wouldn’t notice this?”

No, you kind of didn’t expect him to notice. Considering the amount of times you’d seen him wear the same clothes, barely leaving his room every time one of his favorite games gets an update, you honestly didn’t think this behavior would stand out as weird to him. 

He sizes up a lamp by your bedside, moving it to the foot of the bed before stepping back to consider his choice. You only groan, sliding further into your nest and pulling the blanket over your head.

For a minute, you listen to his feet shuffling around the room. Footsteps and the dragging of furniture (!!!??) giving away his location. Then, he’s on your bed. Crawling over you, moving who knows what around.

“What are you doing?” you ask again.

“I need this,” he says matter of factly before pulling the large comforter off of you and shoving a fuzzy blanket in your direction, “you can have this one.”

Lying flat on your back, you gaze up at the patchwork of blankets he’s created around your room. It’s pretty impressive. As he throws your duvet over the top as the final piece, the whole bed is encapsulated.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” he mumbles before pulling a long wire out of his pocket, “I got these.” A few seconds later, the fairy lights glow against your cozy new ceiling. 

A discussion can be heard down the hallway. “Have you seen any chip bag clips? Every single one in the house is missing,” you faintly hear Spinner’s voice before Tomura puts on some music. 

“You like this, right?” he asks while playing the band/musician that’s not your favorite but for some reason, depression, you’d been binging their music lately.

“Yeah, it’s good,” you respond, not quite feeling like explaining.

“Good,” he says quietly before staring at his hands in his lap. You can tell he’s never tried to comfort anyone before and has no idea what to say. But, that effort and wanting to make you feel better is comfort in itself. He’s trying. 

With the most movement you’ve managed in the past hour, you turn to lay your head in his lap.

Despite the awkwardness, you find him incredibly easy to talk to. He listens without demanding explanations, waiting for you to say what you’re willing to. Before you know it he’s asking about your mental health. Has it always been this way? How long does it usually last? He doesn’t press if you don't fully answer, simply brushing his hand over your hair while you tell him about past episodes. 

All night, he only leaves your side once. Crawling through the tunnel he created to your door to get the food he had delivered before returning. 

Eventually, you start to feel better. Still depressed, but his easy acceptance makes your lower mood feel more like a slow comfortable evening in than a disappointment. 

And that’s all it has to be.

more Shigaraki: masterlist

[metranart]

— HAWKS + DABI + BAKUGO + SHIGARAKI || THINGS THIS LOVESICK BOYS SAY WHEN IN BED WITH YOU

-----------HEADCANONS-----------

HAWKS

“Oh, my darling...fuck, keep doing that.��� 

“You're so beautiful, I'm so glad we found each other.”

“I know I’m a mess-… what else was I supposed to do while waiting to make you mine?” 

“Lay back and let me do all the work. I’ve dreamed of eating your pretty pussy all week.”

“Hey, don’t shy away from me. C’mere-”

“You’re so fuckin’ soft. Shiiit…”

“Hey—no teasing the feathers.”

“I n-need to-... I just-…-I’m going to start moving now.”

“Arms around my neck and legs around my hips— ngh! Gravity is a bitch, I don’t want you falling on me, at least, not literally.”

“What a good mate, you respond to me so well."

“I’m so fuckin’ deep, my pretty girl-”

“Fuck—I can’t... I’m not gonna last-”

“Don’t be embarrassed. I love when you squirt on my face.”

“God I’ve wanted this for so long. I’m going to breed your pussy every day, all day long, even after I’ve knocked you up.”

“We're both getting older, babe, and if we want to have more chicks than stars in the sky, then we need to get started.”

“Tell me you love me-… tell me again.”

“I do get ahead of myself often, but I can’t help it. I just know we belong together-” 

“What do you say we try for a baby this time?”

"You’d be adorable, so swollen and full that you can't walk, that you'd have to rely on me for everything...”

“Touch yourself, c’mon. Let me see how you play the right notes.”

“You're going to be a wonderful mother for my chicks.”

“Let me help you move pretty, put your hands on mine.”

“No one’s gonna hear if I put my hand here… no biting, hun.”

“I’ll make it quick, darling... just—let me… let me go again.”

“Need a hand or a finger?”

“Just wait, baby... Fuuuuck—give me a damn minute.”

“Keep your eyes on me.”

“Arch your back, there you go, such a good girl.”

“Fuck, even after cumming you aren’t ready to accommodate my size. Don’t worry, baby,” he kisses your creased forehead, “—then just the tip this time.”

“Shit, I can’t help it—” you can feel him twitching excitedly inside you. “I just like you so damn much!” He grunts and snaps his hips again, diving deeper. 

“Just bear with me, I swear I’ll eat you for hours after…. Please, pretty, pleaseeeee…” He kept his pace, practically purring with his throaty groans. 

“No matter how much you didn’t want to admit it, I know how to fuck you well, ain’t I, beautiful?” 

“C’mon let me hear you, I can feel you getting tighter… my cock’s rubbing those hard-to-reach places…. Fuck! I- slid in so easily.”

“I’m painfully close-…. Fuck, I don’t want to cum yet…”

 “Is this your sweet spot I’m bullying?” 

“Each thrust is inching you closer… should I slow down or go faster?”

“Deeper? Okey-… just try to keep it together, I have neighbors.” 

“Give me one more. please, just one more baby.”

“Try to keep your eyes open, I know it’s hard…b-but try for me beautiful.”

“Go ahead and sleep, honey, I’m not going anywhere.”

NSFW ART OF THIS HEADCANONS IN MY PATREON

DABI

“What’d I did to deserve such a pretty thing like ya?”

“I’ve barely touch you. You really that hot for me, sweetheart?”

“Open your legs, not gonna say it again.”

“Doesn’t hurt, its already scarred skin.”

“If I have to kiss your tears away again, you are gonna get it— I’ve already told ya, it doesn’t hurt anymore-”

“Bury your hands in my hair, yes... Just like that.”

“Stop pushing me away. You’re gonna take it all, don’t make me shove it down your throat.”

“You love to play the feeble act, but your moans give you away, princess.”

“Nuh-uh, you haven’t cum yet.”

“I said ass up.”

“You want it so bad? beg.”

“Take them off before I rip them off of you, doll. Don’t try me.”

“Harder,” he mutters, not a minute after you started. “Harder,” he demands again.

“Could you go any slower? Ride me like you mean it, princess. I know you can.”

“Can barely feel that shit. You gotta do better than that, princess. You know I like it rough.”

“Fuck,” he bit out. “Yes, fuck…. Just like that.”

“Come on pretty girl. Ride me till you’re numb, yeah? Want you to fuck yourself stupid on my cock today.”

“Move my hands again and see what happens-”

“Fuck—” 

“Sorry, baby-… I just had to jump at the opportunity to sink my cock deeper.”

“Sit on it.”

“Worried it won’t fit? We always make it work just fine—”

“I don’t have condoms, they’re annoying.” He grunts the reply, inwardly absorbed with impatience. 

“Don’t move—Just gimme a minute… F-Fuck…”

“You fuckin’ genius, dammit, I love you so damn much! Not even I knew that spot— …” He shakes his head, in disbelief of the pleasure, even more so that you been the one to give it to him.

“Did you do that on purpose, princess? ‘cause now we are doing it every time.” 

“Fuck that. Don’t know if you heard sweetheart, but you were made for me to fuck and breed.”

“Stop it, no more whining—I’ll do my best to be…. gentler.” 

“Really? resist me all you want. I know you love being treated like this.”

“Ridiculous, I could stare at your pretty cunt all day long.” 

“Fuck Yeah! I adore the way your thighs tremble like jelly after you cum.”

“Should I pull out? Nah, better give me a daughter to spoil.”

“Unless you were playing with yourself before I got here, I’m guessing this is because of my pretty face?”

“Over my knee, now.”

“Sure, I love ya— but you are not in charge here, princess. Fuckin’ spread them for me.”

“Want me to spank that pussy? lay on my lap then-”

“One’s never enough, I know my princess’s pussy and its begging for another.”

NSFW ART OF THIS HEADCANONS IN MY PATREON

BAKUGO (NSFW art teaser here!)

“Do you want me to fuck you harder, cutie?”

“You can be loud, I love to hear you, (Y/N).”

“I’ve waited so long for this...”

“That’s it... slow and easy—” 

“How much longer you gonna make me wait, baby?”

“You ever take it raw? Get a big load of cum in your pussy? —don’t shy on me, I know you love when I talk dirty to you.”

“Take it off before I tear it off.”

“Baby... please...I hate to beg-”

“Make me wait much longer and I’ll have to fuck you in an alley somewhere.”

“What a naughty little girl I have just to myself.”

“Ugh, so hot and wet.” 

“I said I wanted to eat your pussy, didn’t I? Just sit back and enjoy it, baby girl.”

“I’d hate to stop teasing you right before the fun part.”

“It’s so warm...”

“Who do you belong to?” 

 “Whose pussy is this? Say who you belong to.”

“God, what a good fucking cunt. It keeps clenching on my cock like it’s hungry for more milk. You want that? You want me to fill you up?”

“As you wish, princess.”

“You gonna cum?” 

“Go on, gorgeous. Cum on Daddy’s cock.”

“Fucking take it... take every drop...” 

“Nice and stuffed... all mine... my little slutty girl...”

“I said spread those fuckin’ folds.”

“So wet and tight, but my cock just slides right in. It’s like you were born to take me inside of your cunt.”

“Aren’t you a sight. All blissed out when we aren’t even done.”

“That’s right, darlin’. You didn’t think you could tease me for so long and get away with just one little fuck, did you?”

“Oh, did you think we were finished?”

“Did I stutter or somethin’?”

“Alright, baby girl, you asked for it. Just don’t come crying to me if you can’t move after I’m done with you.”

“Don’t move—Just a sec… F-Fuck…”

“No, this is-this is fine. This is beyond fine. Keep doing it, please.”

“Shit, darling, don’t-” 

“God, you make me so needy. Please.... fuck, please...”

“You feel so wonderful, I might go crazy—"

“More... please, more...”

“Fuck, I’m stretching you so good.”

“God, the thought of you ever doing something like this to anyone else... I can’t stand it.”

“I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again. You’re my precious BABY, now and forever."

NSFW ART OF THIS HEADCANONS IN MY PATREON

SHIGARAKI

“It isn’t even a ‘might’. I can tell you right now with the utmost certainty that you are MINE.”

“Keep looking into my eyes, don’t you fuckin’ look away…”

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head,” He coos in a demeaning tone. “I’ll be your first and your last. Not any of these other NPCs.”

“I can hardly keep my hands to myself, your room or mine.”

“I can do whatever I want to you, I’m player one!”

“I know, I’m keeping track of my digits, don’t worry your pretty head.”

“You are too precious to me to turn to dust, my love.”

“I can’t- I’m dying to breed you, to bury my cock in your wet pussy. Don’t move, I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart.”

“My pants are uncomfortably tight, the fabric’s straining against my throbbing dick, I told you not to put on that dress, dammit” Shigaraki’s practically scratching at the wooden table, surges of arousal shaking him to his core. “Can we go now? Like right NOW?!”

“MY girl, so pretty and needy for my cock.”

“You want him dead. You got it.” Ruby eyes stare through his bangs up at your face in some sort of silent promise. “—Of course, I will. You are my everything.”

“It hurts. I need you to- FUCK, just like that.”

“Fuck, how-how are you this fucking wet and warm inside, fuck, fuck…!”

“Please fuck me.”

“H-hey, I know a fun game we can play together… It’s called ‘how many times can I make you cum all over my cock?’” 

“One point, five points, ten points—Cumming again? Are you shooting for a new high-score, sweetheart?”

“Now... care if I use my mouth on you?”

“Just be good for me, and I’ll take very, very good care of you.”

"Look at you, so worked up over a few couple of fingers, did you miss me that much, sweetheart?" 

“Just looking at you is enough to, oh fuck, drive me wild.”

"So desperate for my cock to stuff you-say it, say you want my cock—ngh!”

"S-Shit,"

"Needy girl, I'll let you have it, be fucking grateful." 

"What? Fainting on me already?"

"Don't let me see you doing this again, or else."

“Just fuck me. I need you, (Y/N), please. Please just fuck bury on me already...! I want it...! I want YOU..!”

“Have it your way then.”

"Keep licking my balls, oh fuck! I’m gonna die—"

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-!"

“You look so pretty choking on my cock.”

“Where do you want it, baby? Mouth, breast, face, pussy… take your pick-”

"Are you close, sweetie?" 

“My feisty little girl. Aren’t you just adorable?”

"Good girl. Give me a minute and I’ll clean up that mess you made." 

“Cum for me. Cum on my cock and show me that you’re mine.”

“I just... wanted to cuddle a little more, is all. Didn’t want to... you know, waste the moment.”

“Don’t you worry, my love. I’ll be sure to give you anything you could ever want and more.” 

“You don’t have to take me all the way into your esophagus, but I expect you to make me cum, and yes, I do want you to swallow.”

“Go on, get on your knees.”

“Ngh, that’s it, keep going...”

“You look so wonderful like this, with your lips wrapped around my cock. I wish I could take a pic for Dabi to swallow his words.” 

“I want you all to myself.”

“H-here it comes...Be sure... to drink... every.. last... drop...YOU ARE FUCKIN’ MINE!!”

I MADE SOME SICK NSFW ART FOR THIS HEADCANONS, YOU CAN CHECK THEM OUT IN MY PATREON. (Along with more MHA nsfw artwork)

[orochiposting]

“I can fix him dw” [drill sounds] {screaming} [chainsaw revving]

[agendercrisisx]

Shigaraki always had a hard time trusting, and when you took everything in his time. He almost cried. You cared so much about him, and it was such an estrange feeling. It didn't take long for him to trust you with every fiber of his being, and you trusted him more than anyone else.

He wanted to touch you, but he was so scared of hurting you. Or making, you, the only good thing in his life disappear.

When you found out that your quirk canceled out Shigaraki's, you were both over the moon. He could finally touch you to his heart's desire.

He spent every day, every hour, every minute, every second touching you. Always having some kind of hold of you, even if it was just the touch of your pinkie against his. It quickly evolved to him always having something in you. A finger, his tongue or his cock. He needed you all the fucking time.

Even in meetings, you would be sitting in his lap, his cock buried deep in you, with others in the room. If any of them looked at you or had a reaction to the sweet noises you made. Shigaraki would have them removed from the face of the earth in minutes. But he couldn't stop, you felt so fucking good, you made him feel so damn amazing. He loved you so fucking much. And the only way he could truly show you, was by fucking you until your brain turned off and the only thing you could think about was him.

[keisukebajimipatron]

I am a true fan of this person, as if it were not enough that they writes for my king, I love the ideas they have and the way they writes is just perfect ❤️🤤

A Simple Wager

Word Count: 3.8K

A/N: I swore to myself I was going to do the prompts but then I got this ask and another cute one and ah! Prompts will be out by the weekend! And so will a few other other stories!

“You really can’t be serious about this.” There’s a strained smile on your face as you hold the headset in your hands. Your legs bounce as you sit on the bed, looking up at Tomura who sets up the gaming console.

“You lost.” He has such a wide grin on his face that you’re sure his face is hurting. “It was a bet.”

“I didn’t think you were serious!” You shriek, clutching the headset tighter. “I thought you didn’t like sharing,” you jab, giving him a pointed stare.

He takes a deep breath and a smile still lingers in his face. “I’m your leader-”

“Oh fuck you,” you chuckle, shaking your head. “All right, Shigaraki,” you emphasize his name with a roll of your eyes, “say that you use leadership on me, how well do you think that’ll help our relationship when this-” you point between the monitor and you- “is over?”

Seguir leyendo

[justanotherfangirlwup]

Well, he tried.

[dead-boys-club]

wait.

buying those little mini pencils and cutting them down so pocket sized izuku can take 'notes' when you guys watch things together.

pocket sized katsuki nearly falling off your desk or table trying to train his quirk, having trouble with adjusting the power because he's smol.

pocket sized shinsou hanging from things-- i imagine he would have like.. a little swing from things, just swaying lazily while you're busy.

pocket sized kirishima who likes to sit and play with the music on your phone while you work out, declaring he knows the best songs to get you pumped up.

pocket sized uraraka who tugs on your sleeve and you tie a little piece of ribbon around her waist so she can activate her quirk and float around like a mini balloon - aka - fly.

pocket sized toya who insists that he is your personal lighter and has to light candles and stuff for you. and got really upset with himself when he accidentally burned your finger.

pocket sized tomura who gets teary eyed after you spent hours stabbing yourself and cursing trying to sew him itty bitty gloves.

giving pocket sized hawks little pieces of fried chicken because he's going to stare at you until you do. or giving him pieces of puffcorn. 'you could just give me nor--' 'no, it's harder to chew. eat your puffcorn.'

pocket sized himiko that's like having a pet lizard and likes to bite your fingers and not let go. she's ends up a giggling mess when you do that hand shake, wiggle thing.

[leychin]

SWEET

This is my copium. Bite me.

Its just ice cream.

Shigaraki looks at you like a wet kitten. He isn't sure why he's acting like this is the strangest thing to ever happen to him. You offered him a bite of your ice cream that you happily scarfed down laying in his lap while he idly farmed away in Breath of the Wild.

He looks at the spoon, then at you. When you offer him a puzzled expression and ask if he doesnt like the flavor he doesn't exactly know what to say. Does he like the flavor? Is he expecting you to share spoons? Why do you eat ice cream with a big spoon? The small spoon is superior...

"I've never had ice cream before." he realizes he's speaking now. He wasn't supposed to say that out loud, it was supposed to be a quiet realization to himself that he had never had something like that before.

You make a face at that, and he knows its not a good face. You're upset with him? He's still not good at understanding your feelings and all of the faces you make, but he's trying. Even so, he can't understand what he's done to make you upset with him. But as if reading his mind, you simply say "thats so sad... I hate your sensei."

Oh. You aren't upset with him. You're upset because master never let him indulge in sweet treats. He wants to argue that he's never deserved them before, but recently you've been making him feel like he's worth it, and like he's not a dangerous return investment. You make him feel wanted, and as if hes the only one in the world worthy of your gaze, and you make him question everything he's ever known.

So cautiously, he opens his mouth and takes a small bite from your spoon. It tastes like... orange and vanilla... Its so cold. But the smile you give him when you see him eat it makes him feel so warm he doesn't even realize hes opening his mouth for you to give him another spoonful, and another after that.

Shigaraki gets his first brainfreeze after trying to eat the whole pint in one go. Your laugh makes it all worth it though, and he realizes he loves orange and vanilla. He realizes he loves this moment with you, its soft and quiet. The only sounds being satisfied hums and background music from Breath of the Wild. Its a domesticity he hasn't ever had in his life and he never wants to let it go, he wants to feel this peace with you again and again. He wants to taste all the ice cream and all the sweet treats he was never able to indulge in before.

But for now, he simply kisses your cold, soft lips. Because you're still sweeter than anything Sensei could've possibly tried to keep from him.

[suksatoru]

shigaraki's breath hitches the moment your soft lips place a feathery kiss onto his jaw, and he averts his gaze from you, unable to bring himself to look into your eyes.

"always so busy..." you murmur, your kisses growing in quantity until his eyes are fluttering close. he grips the arm rests of his gaming chair as you continue your sweet assault on his face

the tension leaves his muscles eventually. he stops muttering those clipped remarks under his breath about how you're obsessed with him or too clingy - even as he spoke the words quietly, he kept a secure grip on your waist anyways.

your kisses were making him dizzy. his heart was beating fast, and he was embarrassed beyond belief when you pressed your ear against his chest with a cheeky grin to hear the sound of the thumping drum inside.

he finally knew what his favorite thing from you was. not those little sandwiches you make him when he's gaming, or the way you help him fold his clothes into those carefully practiced rectangles he never learned how to make - your kisses were the thing he loved the most. shigaraki liked to think that they made him a little more human than the monster he was being groomed into. you made him feel a little lighter, a little more real.

[skiiyoomin]

BESTIE I SAW A VID ON INSTAGRAM AND THOUGHT THIS'D BE A COOL IDEA *ahem*

mha boys (/ girls) and or men (i'm down bad) reacting to reader wearing the same perfume / lip gloss as the first time they went on a date / kissed and the scent / taste drives them either insane or makes them go all shy!! reader can do this on purpose or it's a coincidence and they don't even know why character acts like that 🫣🫣

OKAY BYYEE ILY <33

ღYou wear the same perfume/lip gloss from your first date

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The sweet fragrance that wafts into their nostrils is familiar. They know they´ve smelt it before. You´re cuddled up to their side, rambling on about your day, but all they can focus on is the distinct smell of your perfume that brings them to blurry memories. Where have they smelt this before?

"Baby, are you listening?" Your voice snaps them out of their thoughts. "What?" A knowing grin curls on your lips as you sit up to look at their dazed face. "What´s got you so distracted hmm?" They take a long second to respond "Your perfume. Where have I smelt it before?" Your head cocks to the side in faux innocence, though in reality, you know exactly what you´re doing. "Do you remember our first date?" Their eyes widen in realization. Knowing you´re wearing the same perfume from your first date boils a possessiveness they didn´t think they had. You squeal as they pounce on you, attacking your skin with kisses that always lead back to the sensitive skin of your neck. They take no shame in inhaling deeply, reliving the sweet memories of your date that seemed so long ago. "You´re always keeping me on my toes you know that?" They mutter against your skin. Their chest fills with warmth at the sound of your melodic giggles. "Gotta keep things interesting"

Izuku, Todoroki, Kirishima, Jirou, Momo, Iida, Uraraka, Tamaki, Aizawa, Shigaraki

Bakugou, Mina, Denki, Sero, Monoma, Shinsou, Mirko, Keigo, Dabi

"Sweetheart, I'm home" Their voice echoes down the hallway of your shared apartment. They hear the eager pattering of your feet on the floor. The stress and pressure of the day lifts from their shoulders at the sight of your sweet face. But when you smile, it isn't the usual soft smile. It has the hint of mischief you sport when you're up to your usual pranks. Their mouth quirks into a lazy amused grin while their eyebrow lifts in question. "What are you up to now?" You respond by wrapping your arms around their shoulders, a toothy grin on your glossy lips. "Nothing~"

The shine of your gloss diverts their attention to your lips, your tricks temporarily forgotten. Like a magnetic pull, they close the gap to feel the plush of your lips, the kiss starting out soft and sweet. Something changes in their demeanor when they get a taste of your gloss. The kiss becomes desperate and needy, like they have a hunger that can't be satiated. You pull away for much needed air, a breathless chuckle leaving your kiss swollen lips. "What's got you acting that way? Missed me that much?" They scoff without any real annoyance behind it. "Don't play games with me. I remember that gloss. It's from our first date" Admittedly, you're surprised they figured it out so quickly. You don't have much time to ponder anyway because they're pulling you to the couch and kissing your lips again. "Put the gloss back on will ya?"

[redr0sewrites]

❤️‍🩹A/n: i love him. again, more shameless, filthy filthy smut. he must suffer the wrath of my period hormones.

❤️‍🩹Cw: smut, sub!inexperienced!shigaraki, fem!dom!reader, fluff, riding, overstim, praise, humiliation kink, very mild voyeurism

❤️‍🩹dividers

pretty.

all Shigaraki could think about as you bounced up and down on his cock was just how pretty you look. your cheeks were flushed and your pupils blown out like a dog in heat, and yet somehow you still held control over him like he was some precious mutt you'd managed to tame- and fuck did he enjoy it. and by the looks of it, so did you.

"you having fun down there pretty boy? wonder what the others would think, seeing their mighty leader mewling like a bitch in heat over getting to fuck a real pussy for the first time," theres a teasing lilt to your voice that makes him shiver, yet he presses into the hand that cups his face regardless. he nods, and you coo, babying him like he's some sort of exotic pet. his cock twitches at the thought- he'll unpack that later.

"aw, you enjoying yourself? bet the real thing's ssso much better than some cheap replica, hm? were you that desperate to fuck me, tomura?" you nod your head in the direction of the sex toy, long since discarded in favor of you riding him.

his head is far too fuzzy to reply, so he settles for nodding desperately, too lost in the pleasure to even form a cohesive sentence.

"answer me, Tomura."

your voice rings out commanding and cold as the hand that had been cupping his face so gently grips his hair harshly, wrenching his head back to expose his neck.

"or do you want me to stop?"

"mmngh,, no! nno ma'am," he slurs, whimpering as you press sloppy kisses to his now exposed neck.

"aw, good boy Tomura. and you- ffuck, used your manners too! guess that calls for a reward, don't you think?"

you nibble at the junction of his collarbone, testing to see how much he reacts before biting down hard. Shigaraki lets out an uncharacteristic whimper, tugging at the restraints holding his hands to the bedposts above him. he made it clear that this was a definite condition of sleeping with him- he wanted there to be absolutely no chance that he could accidentally hurt you with his quirk, especially since he's so inexperienced. it was both sad, and a little cute, how much he cared about your safety when he was the one being fucked absolutely senseless!

a sharp role of his hips causes a stuttered whine to slip past your lips, quickly swallowed by Shigaraki in a deep kiss. teeth and tongue clash together as you finally kiss him on the lips, and he strains to meet you halfway.

"please," he gasps into your mouth, and you take the opportunity to brush away the pale hair sticking to his forehead from sweat so that you can see his eyes. "please, i've been so good.." he trails off , looking up at you pleadingly.

you smile before pulling him in to another kiss, while your hands slam down on his chest, forcing him into the mattress. Tomura mewls beneath you, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes as you ride him with newfound fury. you fondle his chest as you kiss him dizzy, one hand pinches a nipple between two fingers while the other trails down to feel each twitch of his stomach as you ride him.

"you have been good, baby. i said i would reward you, didn't i? you wanna cum, don't you?" if Tomura had a tail, you were quite sure it would be wagging right now. he stares up at you with glazed, lust filled eyes and nods fervently. Shigaraki's back arches as you begin to pick up your pace, and he's nearly drooling as he watches your chest bounce witn each roll of your hips. his thighs shudder as you rise up until your nearly hovering over him, before slamming back down onto his cock. his mushroom tip reaches your g spot with ease, and you can feel your own orgasm building up as well.

"you close, honey?" you rasp, cupping his face and slowing down so that you can savor each roll of your hips. you practically have each ridge and vein of his cock memorized, and he twitches inside you as his tip ever so lightly nudges your cervix.

"mngh- mhm!" he responds eagerly, throwing his head back into the soft pillows and once again giving you access to his neck. you happily oblige, sucking a few more dark marks into his skin. your teeth against his flesh makes him tremble, and he lets out a sharp gasp as his orgasm approaches without warning.

"o-oh ffuck, gonna!" Shigaraki moans, and his cock twitches once, twice, three times inside you. "gonna cum pretty boy? c'mon, doing so good f'me," you whisper in his ear before pressing a wet kiss to his neck. yojr praise sends him tumbling over the edge, and Tomura lets out a string of fumbling curses before cumming inside. for a few seconds he continues rolling his hips, fucking his release deeper inside of you, and its the feeling of him filling you up that makes the coil in your stomach snap. you gush around him, clenching and moaning wantonly as your orgasm washes over you.

you continue rutting against him for a few more seconds, prolonging your high before collapsing against his chest in a heap of sweat and exhaustion. Shigaraki whines beneath you as he pulls out, and you roll to the side before removing his restraints. he rubs his sore wrists, and you take the opportunity to nuzzle in close, burying your head into his neck.

"that was... really nice," you mumble, and he hums in response, embarrassment preventing him from replying.

"maybe.. we could do it again sometime?" you ask, and Shigaraki pulls away to look at you. for a split second, he looks almost... hopeful, before his usual facade returns.

"if that's what you want," he grumbles, but returns to holding you regardless.

"definitely." you reply, before slotting yourself against is bare body.

"do you mind if i stay the night, Tomura?"

"..no, i guess not."

CRYING SCREAMING I NEED HIM SO BAD HES SOOOOO. second to touya he's the loml fr 😭😭😭

[queer-obsession]

You sip your coffee as you watch your teenage son come downstairs the stairs in the most lazy and lethargic way possible. He's more like his father besides looking exactly like him. "Good morning," You greet with a smirk as he comes over and collapses onto a chair at the dinning table while you lean back on the counter.

Your son looks over at you and glares before laying his head on the table. "I'm dropping out of school," He mutters dramatically causing you to roll your eyes.

"Yeah and I'm becoming the next Empress," You reply with a snort as you sit down across from him. "Eat something."

"Make me something!"

"I'm not your slave."

Your son groans and refuses to get up. "I'm totally your least favorite," He mutters.

You raise an eyebrow in amusement. "You're my only child," You remind him with a chuckle as you sip your coffee.

"You still like your fantasy child better than me!" He says dramatically with a whine causing you to roll your eyes.

"Don't be silly. In my fantasy I have no children," You reply with a smirk causing him to glare at you. If your son did get one thing from you, it's your dramatics.

"Whatever, Dad is my favorite," Your son mutters with a huff as he finally sits up. He stands up and heads to the fridge to find some food.

You pause in sipping your coffee and look over at him as he sifts through the fridge. "Your father is your favorite? He's boring!" You reply in disbelief as you scoff.

Your son nods. "Yeah, that's why he's my favorite. He doesn't expect me to, like, do things or go places. He just lets me chill and play Persona," He says casually as he pulls out a bagel before pulling it apart and popping it in the toaster. "You want me to join a different club."

You huff. "Because your club only has four people and all you do is play Kahoot! It's like you're trying to be Yuji Itadori! Clubs are supposed to be ways to make friends! Even your amazing father was in a team club!" You reply as you cross your arms. You narrow your eyes at your son as he simply yawns and pulls out his phone.

Your son shrugs. "See? You proved my point. Dad's better," He says casually as his bagels finally pop up. He puts his phone back in his sweatpants pocket before pulling the bagels out and immediately eating it.

You glower at your son just as your husband comes walking into the kitchen with a yawn. You quickly turn your glare to him and he pauses as he rubs his bed head. "What?" Your husband mutters.

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KENMA, Suna, Todoroki, Shikamaru, Shigaraki, KAMINARI, Conny. Comment anyone else you think <3

[theartofsimpatry]

Idk whether I’ve already stated this before but

Shigaraki wants you, entirely. He wants to know your dirtiest and deepest secrets and desires. He wants to know all of you even the things you’re insecure about and the things you’ll never show to anyone else but him. He wants to do the same but he’s worried that you’ll find him disgusting and fucked up because that’s what he is. He wants the moments like when you two are just tangled together in bed, covered in sweat and cum, scratches and bite marks, your face covered in tears and his still drooling a lil bit after some love making. He likes knowing that the two of you are connected to the fullest extent. Also there is no-the best way i can describe it- grace period in a relationship with him. You know where after awhile in a relationship, you finally feel comfortable and not embarrassed doing smth like tooting in front of your partner? Yeah his version is telling you the most fucked up things in his head after he fucks the living day out of you. Whether its about how he wanted to take you in the dirtiest and fucked ways imaginable, or how society needs to be destroyed and how those who disagree, regardless of sex, age, gender, quirk, will be destroyed too.

Yeah maybe it’s just his possessive nature but he truly wants all of you, every part of you should be his. He doesn’t ever wanna find out about any secrets you might’ve not told him. You shouldn’t have any secrets with him and he’ll try not to have any with you.