#shigiraki fluff

[satorusvoid]

“tomura…” you whined, your cheeks squished together in his hand, laying with your back to his chest as he pumped his fingers into you at an agonizingly slow pace.

“shhh just let me make you feel good, sweet girl.” he cooed in your ear, turning his head to not-so-subtly sniff your hair, groaning at the sweet smell that infiltrates his nose. “want it deeper, tomu…” you ground yourself on his fingers in a desperate attempt to reach the achy spot inside you.

shigaraki angled his hand in a way that made his two fingers move further into your eager warmth. “mmh… like this?” he murmured, perking up at the sound of your whimpers. “uh huh…”

“talk to me,” he urged, his fingers moving in sloppy patterns as he gave your face a gentle squeeze, smooshing it together further. “what do you feel, hmm?”

you were egged on more when you felt him start humping you from behind, his clothed cock hard as it rubbed back and forth against your ass. “i… hnghh— i…” your brain worked harder in an attempt to force words out of your mouth.

you could feel his smirk at your inability to respond to him, but he didn’t stop trying to get you to talk. “it’s okay… oh fuck— you can do it.” he groaned at the feeling of your hips stuttering between moving in time with his fingers and trying to push yourself further against his dick.

“i love your fingers so much…” you sobbed, tears dripping onto his hand. you were suddenly aware of how pathetic you probably looked in this moment, but tomura didn’t care one bit when you were making all these pretty noises. you were his girl, and he found pleasure in being the one who could make you feel like this.

“yeah? they make you feel good?” he gave a particularly hard pump of his fingers that hit the mushiest part inside you, causing you to moan even louder. “yes, yes! right there, please! you make me feel so good, tomu!”

tomura continued to press against that spot again and again until you were so close to the edge. the noises you made were higher in pitch now, your body desperate to find the release only he can give you because that’s how well he knows you.

“c’mon, let go. show me how much of a good girl you are, and cum for me. wanna feel you squeezing down on my fingers.” he encouraged you in that sweet voice of his, and you found yourself complying with his command almost instantly, your vision turning white as you fell apart on his fingers, your body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

tomura continued to fuck you with his fingers, slowly pushing you into overstimulation. he only slowed down his movements when he felt your hand shakily push at his own, urging him to stop with small whines and whimpers. “too much, tomu…”

he eventually pulls out of you, making a filthy display of sucking his fingers clean of your cum, and your face flushed at the sight, still not used to how crude he can get when he pleasures you.

he fully turned your body to him now, holding you in his arms as he kissed you with so much love. you pulled away when you were completely out of breath, your spent body falling against him while you tried to regulate your breathing.

“i love you so much.” he whispered in the silence of the room, looking down at you after a few minutes when you didn’t respond, and finding you asleep with your fingers clutching his hoodie in that cute way you always did when you felt safe with him.

[hotch33tos22]

Tomura shigaraki x reader

“Shower” (smut)

“Y/n”

You poured cream and sugar into your coffee as you heard your needy boyfriend call your name.

“Hm? What is it tomu?” You softly smile at him as you lift the coffe cup and held it taking a sip.

“I want to shower together.” He demands as he looks at you with pleading eyes across the table.

You spit your your coffee as your eyes wide open in the shock.

“W-what?!?!”

“You heard me.” He looked at you with a serious expression.

“I’ve been playing with my.. “acquaintances” and they’ve informed me that they shower with their girlfriends multiple times.”

You look at him in disbelief he wanted to shower with you because he’s heard of if from his “friends”?!

“let’s go.” He stands up grabbing the coffe cup from your hand placing it on the table as he drags you to the bathroom.

“W-wait tomu-!”

“No I can’t wait.” He replies as he shoves you in the bathroom closing the door behind him locking it.

“C‘Mon hurry and take your close off” he tells you harshly as he starts stripping.

“T-“

“I said strip.”

You sigh as you did what you were told,he wanted to shower with you it couldn’t be bad…

You began to take off your clothes feeling insecure as you removed piece after piece.

“Stop hiding yourself…. You look…good.”

You blushed expectedly at his words, it true you’ve sleeped with tomura but this was a different type of vulnerability. You took of your last piece of clothing as you stood still covering your chest.

His sheepish eyes scanned your body as his cheeks were left with a small tint of blush, he opened the shower door as he turned on the shower head setting it to a good temperature. After some time passed and the water was set he got in signaling with his eyes for you to do the same.

As you got in you felt the lukewarm water touch your body it felt… good. You were turning away from tomura still ashamed before you felt him presses himself against your back feeling his cock touch your ass as his hands moved their way over to your chest.

“finally..” he let out as he began to groap your boobs in circular motion, kissing your neck softly.

You tilted your neck in order to give him more access to it as you moaned his name softly

“T-tomu..” you whined as you felt him place love marks on your neck.

“Turn around.” He commanded as you did what you were told.

You were now facing him as his cock pressed against the top of your pussy hard grinding softly as all you could hear was the water fall.

“Lift up your foot for me princess” he smirked as he lead his hand under your tight helping you lift it as it rested on his arm.

“Hold onto me.” He said in a husky voice.

you knew where this was going and you were here for it. You wrapped both of your hands onto his neck for security as you felt him press his cock on your entrance.

“M..Mhh..” you whined softly as you felt yourself become wet.

“shit. I dont know if it’s you or the water but you’re really turning me on.” He scoffed as he began to teased your entrance.

“t-tomura.. please..” you whined onto his shoulder.

“fuck..fine..” he panted as he slowly pushed himself inside you.

“fuckfuckfuck…” he groaned as he felt himself come harder inside your gummy pussy squeezing him tightly .

“You feel so tight are you trying to break my dick off..” he huffed as his face grew red moving in and out of you slowly.

“fuckkkk..” you whined as your back arched and toes curled by his cock inside you.

“please tomu..please...” you whined and moaned as your felt yourself want more.

He scoffed at your remark as he began to go faster in you.

“H-..heh.. I can see my dick outlined on your stomac..tsk..” he groaned as he pressed on the bump with his free hand.

You moaned loudly at his action as he fastened his pace

“S-so deep..!!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as tour tongue stuck out filling the room with pleasurable lewd moans.

He pressed you against the wall as his hand still held your leg up gaining deeper acces to your pussy.

“Look at me.” He demanded on a groan.

You couldn’t even keep eye contact with him as he thrusted deep inside over and over repeatedly. He leaned into your lips as he bit your lower lips softly pushing his tongue against yours dancing around inside your mouth sucking on it repeatedly.

“Feels so good.. that feels so good..” you moaned on his lips.

“To…-tomura..” you whined as you held onto him tightly feeling your leg give out.

“almost..there..fuck tight.!” He groaned as he felt his cock drop with precut inside your walls as they clenched around him so good.

“H-hng!!!…”

With a final thrust from his teasing cock you came undone on him.

“Ha..ah!!” You moaned out as you felt his cock throb inside you leaking its seed inside.

He gently let down your leg as you clung onto him for support.

“now lets shower..” he panted and smirked in satisfaction as he held onto you tightly.

[mwah-chia]

chat i may be delusional but I full heartedly believe if shigaraki was real i could pull him

[tyinghershoe]

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Shigaraki’s hands were as soft as Tenko allowed them to be.

Pairing: Shigarki/Tenko x Reader

Genre: fluff/oneshot/drabble

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You’d love to one day write parallels about Shigaraki’s hands.

How the fingers that wreaked havoc upon Japan once held you with the lightest touch. That, yes, they’ve caused pain and suffering - but at the same time, you’ve never felt anything softer.

They never said Tenko wasn’t human. 

Your first encounter with him was as expected. Shigaraki was always on guard, his eyes distant as they glanced you over. There was a moment of silence as this took place, the wooden floors creaking each time you shifted your feet, you wondered if this was the only thing he listened to as time passed (there was no room for conversation with just him and himself).

Rumors of the League were whispered in every alley you turned to, and while you never considered yourself a villain, the thought of being a perfect fit for society was just as incomprehensible. You noticed the flaking of Shigaraki’s palms and wondered if he would’ve ever fit that mold. (One day, when you’re both better acquainted, Tenko will help you shape your own).

“I wouldn’t call you a villain,” Tenko whispered to you one night, his voice barely audible over the creaking floorboards. The bar was still, with you two the exception, enclosed between the dim lighting from the lamps above. This was the closest you two have ever been, your fingers gently placing globs of lotion onto the webs of his hands. They weren’t as rough of a texture as you imagined, the skin feeling delicate beneath you. Perhaps it was the brand you bought this time.

Those eyes, once distant and wary, were now soft as they met yours. “You have yet to kill anyone,” he persisted, his tone somber and solaced. “And as far as I’m concerned, you still work a 9 to 5 job, just like the rest of the world.”

“I have yet to pay off a parking ticket.” You confessed, your voice filled with a type of guilt. The alcohol here was less than holy, yet the man in front of you offered acceptance, one that was devoid of judgment. There was a dumbfounded expression as he closed his eyes, allowing you to softly trace the irritation away as your thumbs gently soothed his flaking face - you wondered if this source of discomfort was physical or something more.

“I won’t sell you out.” He deadpanned, before turning to you with a menacing grin, “But seriously, I destroy everything around me. They call me a murderer and yet you’re still here. You’re still here.” Shigaraki grunted, his eyes turning dark and distant as if it were your first time meeting.

There was only a hum of acknowledgment as you finished aiding his inflammation. It’s times like these in which Shigaraki was unpredictable, but you were only ever worried for his sake. Tenko was always an impulsive man. “I’ve never felt safer,” you murmured, rewarding you with a scoff of disbelief. 

“You’ll regret saying that if you ever turn to dust.” He mumbled, the threat empty. His (now soft) hand wrapped around your wrist, yet they held no real malice - you made it a point to ignore the fact that his pinky has always been raised.

-

a/n: How many months has is been since I last posted a fic? My age is showing in the sense that it’s hard for me to sit down and write all the time, but the mha hyper fixation is back, so hopefully the desire to write comes with it! This is my first time writing anything that isn’t Izuku Midoriya, I’m trying to branch out of characters that I’m comfortable with, but I promise I’ll post more of him soon.

Thank you for reading!

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[kitkat13001]

⋆｡°✩🎃 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚝

>> tomura shigaraki x civilian!reader

>> cursing, reader is scared of horror movies, mentions of serial killers, weapons, typical halloween stuff etc

tomura’s pretty sure your ear-splitting, blood-curdling scream can be heard across the entirety of japan. 

all he had done was tap on your window, same as he had every time he visited you. except that he had done so as you were in the middle of a horror movie, and now he’s pretty sure his ears are bleeding. 

he’s quick to climb inside and cover your mouth, shushing you gently with his arms around you while he waits for your heart rate to return to normal. 

“your neighbors are going to start asking questions,” he grumbles once he lets you go (after you’ve stopped shaking). 

you wave a dismissive hand. “they don’t give a damn. they’re all ten times worse than i am. ‘sides, if any of them give me shit, i’ll just send my evil villain boyfriend after them.”

this elicits a laugh from him. 

you settle back onto the couch while tomura makes himself comfortable, hanging up his coat and taking off his shoes before coming to lay out beside you. 

he squints at the screen, the horrified face of jamie lee curtis staring back at him. “whatcha watchin’ that’s got you so freaked?”

you bunch up the blanket all the way up to your face, burrowing into his side. “halloween, 1978. one of my coworkers bet i was too scared to watch a horror movie, so i’m gonna show her.” you murmur a spiteful ‘bitch’ under your breath and it makes tomura chuckle. 

“oh yeah,” he agrees sarcastically, nudging your leg with his own. “you and your little blanket against the world.”

you shoot him a look, sitting up to glare at him. “i can be brave!”

tomura just stares blankly, not dignifying you with an answer. he knows you can’t, but he doesn’t want to burst your bubble. 

you huff at him before collapsing back against his side, hitting play on the movie. 

the actress is mid-scream—you had to have known based on the way the movie was paused—but you jump anyway when she screeches. 

tomura tries not to laugh. 

it goes on like this for the next hour. you’re watching the movie from behind your blanket, nails digging into tomura’s arm, and he’s watching you as you jump and flinch and bury your face in his side. 

you sit, horrified, as the credits roll. 

“that was awful.”

“yeah,” tomura agrees, throwing a piece of popcorn at the screen. “the kill scenes were shit.���

“but the music was so damn creepy!” you insist, shivering. you lay against him for a while longer, letting the credits roll as you get comfortable. 

tomura’s nearly dozing off when he feels you tug on his sweater sleeve. 

“tomu, i have to pee.”

he peeks one eye open at you to give you a look before he leans his head back again. “okay?”

“come with me!”

“to pee?!”

“what if michael myers is in the bathroom?!” you cry, pulling on his sleeve insistently. 

he groans loudly, grumbling and complaining the entire way to the bathroom as you drag him with you. 

you shove him inside first, flicking on the lights with a yelp. 

“now check behind the shower curtain,” you tell him with a shooing motion. 

“you’re shitting me.”

“tomu!”

he huffs, knocking your curtain aside to check for serial killers. “see? no psychopaths in here.”

“except for you,” you giggle as he scowls at you. you make your way to the toilet, but he flicks the light off and you scream. 

he snickers at your cursing, dodging the roll of toilet paper you throw at him when you come out of the bathroom. 

“you’re such an asshole!”

he pulls you in as you grumble, but succumb to his warm embrace. 

“don’t be such a baby. you know i’d never let anything happen to you. some psycho with a knife’s got nothin’ on me, sweetheart. it’s me they should be scared of.”

you give a little ‘hmph’, but his words ease your nerves a little. that, and the warmth and safety of his arms around you. 

the way you burrow further into him, hands gripping the sides of his hoodie, makes him smile a little. tomura’s not capable of a significant amount of good, being a villain and all. but protecting you is, and will always be, second nature to him. 

i just watched halloween for the first time and was thoroughly creeped out. i hate horror movies, in case it wasn’t obvious. but i wanted to write something for tomura for the spooky season! stay tuned for spooky dabi :p 👻

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[sunarinscat]

1:32AM Tomura Shigiraki

“Hey, hold on a second.”

Tomura reached to give you an embrace, but your own hands reached to wrap around wrists first, quickly bringing him to a stop. He stared at you, baffled, and cocked his head to the side, almost as if he was a confused puppy dog. You couldn’t prevent the subtle smile creeping up on you from taking hold of your face.

”Won’t you… yknow.. Decay me or whatever?”

Tomura’s eyes were instantly lit with realization, and you could see him mentally face palm. Despite his foolishness he played it off coyly, making eye contact with you and pulling the corners of his mouth into a haughty smirk.

”Technichally I would only decay that cute little top… witch I personally wouldn’t mind”

You felt your face heat up as he did that thing where he looked at your eyes,and then your lips, then your eyes again. God, this man was going to make you lose your sanity.

”I-I have to be up early tomorrow!” You blurted.

You wished you didn’t or you might’ve let him stay the night.

Tomura’s face lit up in glee as you giggled, feeling a little embarrassed. You allowed your eyes to flutter towards the ground in favor of breaking eye contact with him and his stupid smirk.

”Relax hon, I wasn’t gonna put all my fingers down. Now come give me a hug goodnight.”

You sighed as you gave in, and allowed him to give you a quick squeeze, before stumbling inside to your apartment all giddy and flustered.

You mumbled something to yourself about how that man was gonna be the death of you as you made yourself a cup of something hot to sip. But rethinking the events of the night, you had an idea.

-

A few months later you were hit with a sense of deja vu as Tomura walked you to your apartment door.

“Thanks for today, sweetheart. It sucks I gotta leave early for work tommorow, but I really did have a great time.”

You gave him a little smile as you fumbled through your purse, searching for something.

“Yeah I’m glad we went ahead and celebrated your birthday a day early, but i have one more thing-“

You giggled in anticipation as you pulled out a parcel wrapped in decorative paper and bows.

“It’s for you.”

Tomura’s face lit up with an uncharachteristicly soft glow as he leaned over to give you a peck on the cheeck, and grab the package.

“Awe doll, you’ve already spoiled me rotten today, I dunno what I did to deserve you.”

he said it sarcastically and you returned the favor by rolling you eyes, but you knew he meant it.

“Open it all ready!”

You batted his his lips away from your face as he tried to give you a few more kisses, and encouraged him to open the packaging.

He gently tore the packaging apart, slightly taken back as he pulled out a pair of gloves. They were all fingerless, save the pinky, and were a smooth, comfy fabric that matched his color scheme.

“I knitted them myself”

He looked to you and then back at the gloves.

“You don’t say?” He mumbled quietly.

He slipped them on and wiggled his fingers. In the palm was a little tag that spelled: “I love you! -Y/n”

He blinked his eyes a few times to fight away tears before he wrapped you in the biggest hug. For once he didn’t worry about how many fingers he had on you, all that mattered was your embrace. He lifted you off the ground and spun you. Once he set you down he held your jaw in both his hands and kissed you hard. As you broke away, slightly out of breath, you noticed the tears he wasn’t bothering to fight anymore.

“I love you tomura.”

“I love you more baby. You don’t even realize how much I do.”

“I wish you could stay..”

Tomura grinned.

“Oh would you look at that.”

He was stopped by a fit of coughing.

“I think I’m coming down with a cold. Kurogiri can handle being in charge tomorrow anyways.”

You giggled as he scooped you up in his arms. You spun your keys around your finger and he yanked them out of your hand to unlock the door, kicking it shut behind him.

Author’s Note: Haven’t been on this blog in awhile. I’m back to give it some TLC !Friendly reminder that my asks are open! Don’t be shy to send something my way..

Reposts are always appreciated <3

[koishiro]

Mood board for twice, shigaraki, ojiro and fat gum perhaps if that’s okay? I love twice hes my bbg. ANYWAY I LOVE YOUR BOARDS

Dating Tomura Shigaraki <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : shigaraki would 110% give you dried flowers 🌷🦕

twice, ojiro and fatgum are here!

[0asisbliss]

Warnings: Maybe ooc Tomura

Shigaraki is likes to babied when he feels like it. He'll come in from planning something devious, (ofc) and he'll just come inside your shared bedroom, and crawl into your arms while you're laying on the bed. He won't say much, but he'll turn his head and nuzzle into your chest. Sometimes he'd mumble how much he loved you, and how warm and comforting you were, but this was rare. Though he didn't have to tell you, you already knew this of course.

[deadhands69]

Three Words

Tomura Shigaraki x Reader 

Fluff ☁️ From the First Five ask game  I'm so happy I get to start the year with Shigaraki! Requested by @shigarakislaughter, thanks Kisa! [quick read; wc: .5k]

Tomura Shigaraki wants to say he loves you, he really does. But every time he opens his mouth, everything in him freezes and the words won't come out. 

To you, it's a silly little quirk your boyfriend has. Every time you do something sweet or nice for him, he opens his mouth before suddenly closing it and biting his lip while staring at you. It's cute.

To him, it's confusing and frustrating. It's just three words. What’s wrong with him?

Love is a new feeling for Tomura. Initially, he thought he was getting sick. Feeling warm. Butterflies in his stomach. Has to be a bug. But when it didn't pass after a week, he became concerned. Hours of Googling later, he comes to the conclusion that he does, in fact, love you. It feels right. 

He's never been one to shy away from saying how he feels, but this time’s different. What if you don't feel the same? What if you feel so far from the same that you reconsider why you've even been spending time with him at all? 

He can't bear the thought of that, but he also can't continue to keep this to himself. He needs you to know how he feels. 

Maybe it's just a matter of finding the right time.

So, he began spending more time with you. Every spare moment he had, he’s been trying to spend around you in some way or another. Meetings. Walks. Late nights playing video games. Perfect moments came and went: still he couldn't say it. 

Maybe there's another way to show how he feels. Again, he Googles it.

He began doing (more) nice things for you. Bringing you warm drinks in bed when you wake up. Rubbing your shoulders to help you relax at the end of the day. 

He left enough tiny gifts outside of your door that he was beginning to feel like a cat. Candies you said you like. Cool looking rocks and sticks. Little trinkets that remind him of you. When he writes the notes to attach to each of them, he wishes he could write more. He feels so pathetic. He can't even bring himself to write "i love you" without his hand shaking so hard the whole page is illegible. So, “from Tomura” it is. (Once he managed to draw a heart, but it looked more like a squashed strawberry. When you asked what it was, he simply agreed with your assumption - terrified to admit how badly he botched something so simple.)

Now, you're sitting on your bed together. It's well past two am. You're showing him a project you've been working on, it's finally starting to come together.

“You’re so cool,” he mumbles, tipping his chin down so his hair falls over his face.

“Thanks,” you speak with more confidence than he could ever imagine himself having in a moment like this. “You’ve been so sweet lately. Almost too sweet,” you eye him in mock suspicion. “What’s going on?”

The blush dusting his cheeks deepens. Once more, his mouth opens but the words don’t come. His discomfort feels like it could last forever, how hard should it be? It’s just three short words. Finally, he gives in. Turning his head from you and looking away.   

“Oh,” you whisper, “I see.”

Your hands find his jaw. Cupping his face, lightly moving him to look at you again.

“I love you too.” 

He smiles; you get it.

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plants

As soon as he stepped into your apartment, one hot day, he knew he was done for as his eyes started to water. It only took fifteen minutes for it to fully kick in. Tomura was surprised it didn’t happen sooner.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” He sighed, rubbing his face, an hour into his stay.

“What is it?”

He sneezed again — the twelfth time today.

You looked up from your laptop and into the corner where Tomura was sitting like a slug in your beanbag, his DS on the floor and face buried in the sleeves of his hoodie.

“Bless you.”

He didn’t even lift his head up.

“I am going to fucking dust your plants.”

You made a squawk of indignation. You glanced around your apartment at the plethora of plants you had artfully placed around (you were particularly proud of the pink hoya plant that had just started blooming) and finally landed back in the corner where Tomura was slouching. To be honest, if it were up to you, your apartment would have even more plants, if only there were more space on your windowsill.

He was now glaring at you, as if you could rid his hay fever with one wave of your hand but simply chose not to. The veins in his eyes were reminiscent of a spider’s web, making his red eyes look like an abyss of scarlet. He let out a scoff as you rolled your own eyes at him.

“I did say to buy those allergy tablets.”

“Just get rid of them!”

You let out an exaggerated hum and tapped your finger steadily on your chin.

“I wonder who’s beanbag you’re sitting on right now, because I don’t think it’s yours, Shimura!”

Suddenly, Tomura stood up from his corner and stalked over towards you, nearing the plant on your table.

“Hey! Just what do you think you’re doing?”

You snatched your beloved plant from the table and cradled it in your arms, turning your body sideways, away from the hayfever-ridden assailant.

“…”

“Why the hell are you smiling like that??”

“My hands are itchy, that’s all. That shrub looks like it’s begging for scratch too.”

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With that- please, don't feel afraid to request anything!

I primarily prefer to focus on people like Hawks and other pro heroes and villains (Like Mirko! Or Dabi, Toga, Twice, Spinner, Compress, Stain, Shigiraki, etc!), but I have no problem doing others as well (Such as Class 1-A and Class 1-B)

My asks are always open, and I do promise to get them answered as quickly as I can!

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The Woods Au - An angsty Hawks x Reader AU Starts Here!

[hotch33tos22]

Tomura Shigaraki X reader

“Stupid Questions.”

You were sitting on the bed, your back rested on the backboard. Tomura laid in between your tights as he played his most rageful games.

"Tomu..." you softly spoke as you twirled and played with his soft puffy hair.

He groaned as he felt your gentle fingers play with his locks, but he didn't dare move. In his mind he was more focused on the game, and he did not want to lose.

"..What..?"

"Can I ask you a question?..." you almost whispered as you looked down on him.

He grumbled under his breath as you questioned him mid-game. He felt annoyed, but he decided to answer in the end.

"What."

"What do you like about me?.." you spoke out as your heart thumped patiently waiting to hear what he had to say.

The question surprised him as he paused his game, giving you a side-eye glance.

He remained silent for a few seconds as if thinking, before he finally spoke.

'...Why do you ask...?"

He tried to maintain his usual emotionless demeanor, but the fact he paused the game spoke volumes on his genuine curiosity.

"just wondering..." your took a strand of his hair as you twirled it letting it go to turn into a somewhat curly spiral

He watched you play with his hair, your soft touch feeling nice on his head, and his usual stoic expression softened a bit.

"...Don't ask me stupid questions when I'm in the middle of a game."

He grumbled, his focus shifting to the game as he un-paused and continued playing.

"Oh..." your heart stopped thumping fast as your lips quivered,

"right..." you replied as you looked up to see him play to distract your mind instead.

He could feel your disappointment, and a tinge of guilt tugged at him. He was never one for sweet words, but he hated the thought of disappointing you in any way.

He took a sidelong glance at you, noticing your sad expression, which made him feel even more guilty. He grumbled under his breath, hesitating before he finally spoke again.

"I like... how gentle you are with me."

Your face quickly lid up , You tried to hide your happiness at his response as you looked down at him waiting to hear what else he had to say.

He felt a subtle blush creeping across his cheeks, uncharacteristic for him. He was clearly not used to this but continued nonetheless, trying to keep up his indifferent appearance.

"You... You know how to deal with me when I'm angry, you... don't push me too hard, and you..."

He stumbled over his words for a moment, searching for what to say next.

“..You know how to deal with me and you... tolerate my bullshit."

He muttered, his usual stoic veneer cracking a bit. He hated being vulnerable like this, but he also hated not giving you what you wanted.

He kept his eye on the game, avoiding your gaze.

If it was anymore possible your lips widen at his words, it felt nice being told that he liked about you...it was rare to see this side of Tomura... and you love it.

He could feel your eyes on him, and it was driving him insane. He hated being scrutinized like this, it made him feel vulnerable and exposed.

He wanted to look at you, but at the same time he didn't. He was torn between his usual grumpy indifference and wanting to give you the attention you wanted.

He grumbled under his breath, his grip on the game controller tightening.

'..Stop looking at me like that."

"Can't help it..."

His breath hitched at your response. He tried to maintain his composure, but he could feel his heart racing as he heard the playful tone in your voice.

He kept his focus on the game, but he was starting to lose his concentration. He was now more focused on how you were looking at him, and it was making him feel all sorts of things he didn't expect.

'..You're such a pain in the ass."

He grumbled, his hands feeling slightly sweaty against the controller.

"You wanna know what I like about you?"

You hummed as you took your eyes off him and watched him play.

He huffed in annoyance, but he was still paying attention to your words. He continued playing, albeit more distracted now due to your question.

He didn't respond, but he gave a small nod, indicating for you to continue.

"I like your protective...." You hummed with a smile plastered on you as you cupped his cheeks softly enough to not distract him.

His shoulders tensed slightly as you cupped his cheeks, but he leaned into your touch all the same. His heart thudded in his chest at your words, and he had to force himself to keep his focus on the game.

He grumbled under his breath, his cheeks feeling warm against your hand.

'Keep going."

You softly giggled at his words but even so you continued.

"I like it when although you're mad you still tell me to be careful or to take care when you have to go and never let me sleep upset..." your thumbs rubbed softly at his cheeks.

He tried to act nonchalant, but he couldn't stop himself from blushing. His face was turning redder by the second as you continued to praise him, and he could feel his heart beating faster and faster.

He grumbled under his breath, trying to disguise his growing embarrassment as irritation.

"...Shut up."

He muttered as he tried to concentrate on the game, but his fingers were starting to slip on the controller.

He was getting more and more flustered as you continued to praise him, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of annoyance and affection towards you. He knew he should pretend like he didn't care, but deep down he was loving every second of this.

"I love it when you act like you don't care if I'm upset or disappointed... but you still do little acts to cheer me up..." you giggled at the thought.

Tomura's heart thumped wildly in his chest at your words. He loved and hated the fact that you knew him so well. He tried to act like your praise meant nothing to him, but it was clear that it was affecting him greatly.

He tried to keep his focus on the game, but his fingers were now trembling slightly, and he was having a hard time controlling his character.

He grumbled under his breath, blushing even harder now.

'..Don't make me sound soft."

"Oh-!..I also love how cute you look while sleeping...when you pull me in to be closer...your face resting in between my chest."

You laughed as you continued rubbing on his cheeks looking down at his focused eyes on the game.

His face felt like it was on fire. No one had ever seen him like this before, and he was starting to feel overwhelmed.

He was struggling to retain his usual calm composure as you described how he acted when he was vulnerable, and it was making it all the harder to concentrate on the game.

He grumbled again, his voice betraying a hint of embarrassment.

'..Knock it off. I'm trying to play a damn game here."

As you fell silent, he finally had the chance to regain his focus. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. He was slowly starting to regain control of the game, but he couldn't completely ignore your presence next to him.

He could still feel your eyes on him, and he knew you were probably still smiling.

It was both annoying and endearing, and he wasn't sure how to feel about it.

He continued playing, but he was more aware of you than he was of the game itself.

"I love you.." you whispered softly as you watched him play

Tomura's fingers froze on the controller at your words. He wasn't used to hearing those words, and it always caught him off guard. He grumbled under his breath, feeling his cheeks heating up again.

He tried to act unfazed and continued playing the game, but his heart was racing.

He wanted to say the same, but the words just wouldn't come out. He was too embarrassed and too stubborn to admit it out loud. Instead, he just grumbled under his breath again and focused on the game, silently hoping you knew how he felt.

He continued playing the game, his mind preoccupied with your words. Your confession had left him feeling a mix of emotions, and he was having a hard time processing it all.

He kept his eyes fixated on the screen, but he was no longer really focused on the game. Instead, he was more aware of your presence next to him, the feel of your hands on his cheeks, and the sound of your voice.

He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice his character dying on the screen until it was too late.

"God damn it..." he cursed as the game over screen appeared. He grumbled under his breath and tossed the controller aside in annoyance, turning his attention back to you.

He looked up at you, his expression a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment.

You leaned down and nuzzled your nose with his,

"it's okay..." you whispered before pressing your lips against his to calm his frustrations

Tomura's heart nearly skipped a beat as your nose nuzzled against his. He was about to say something snarky, but your quick action shut him up instantly.

He froze for a moment, his mind going blank as he felt the softness of your lips against his. The shock of it all caught him off guard, and he couldn't even react at first.

He was still in a daze from your unexpected kiss, but he instinctively leaned into your touch as you played with his hair. The soothing feeling of your fingers against his scalp was calming, and he found himself relaxing against your thighs.

He closed his eyes, a subtle hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

He tried to stay grumpy and act like this didn't affect him, but deep down, he was secretly loving every minute of it.

He lay there, letting you play with his hair and enjoying the feeling of your fingers caressing his scalp. He was tempted to say something snarky, but he didn't want to ruin the moment.

Instead, he just lay there in silence, his heart racing and his mind swirling with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he was annoyed at how easily you had disarmed him. On the other hand, he was grateful for the comfort and attention you were giving him.

"I love you..." you repeated your words,

Tomura's eyes opened at the sound of your voice, his heart skipping a beat as you repeated those three words. He hated how hearing those words from you made him feel so vulnerable, but at the same time, he couldn't deny that he loved it.

He grumbled under his breath, but this time, his usual bite wasn't there.

"...! love you too..." he muttered quietly, his voice barely audible.

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i fear i have sucked the shigaraki x reader tag dry… i cannot find anything i haven’t already read

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Unnfff I wanna grope and objectify Shiggy so bad.

The crusty King deserves to have his big ol tiddies groped

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He does doesn't he?!

Just imagine his bewilderment as you wordlessly walk up to him and bury your face in his godly boobies.

He blinks a few times and awaits an explanation that's unlikely to come, so he just pokes you gently on the shoulder but does nothing to push you away, he enjoys having you close after all— even if your behavior is mostly a mystery to him.

You look up, chin digging into his chiseled inner chest line, and hands reaching to grope his flexing pecs while a cheeky grin appears on your face.

_ "What are you up to now?" the poor guy has long surrendered and given up on trying to figure out how your brain works.

_ "Nothing sweetie, but just stay still for a moment okay?"

He huffs in defeat and lets you have your fun, standing there and looking into the void while you eagerly knead and squeeze his flesh to your heart's desire.

He doesn't ask— nor does he react, not even when the shirt separating him from your impatient clutches does nothing to stop you from chomping on the luscious concealed skin surrounding his perked up nipples, and sucking on the heavenly teats -one at a time- like a hungry kitten.

He's not going to ask, he never does, because frankly, you're not the only one having fun at the moment.

So maybe, just maybe, he'll discard his shirt for you if he's asked nicely..

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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚Fluffmas Day 5: Mistletoe w/Shigiraki Tomura˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

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The Christmas season had returned to the league once more as everyone settled in. Twice making duplicates to speed the process up, Kurogiri makes sure the hideout stays warm- or at least as warm as it can be with the cracks and broken eating units.

Toga was going over to everyone with decorations in hand, urging everyone to do their part. Shigaraki groaned as he’s dragged around in his usual hoodie and skinny jeans, his expression already making clear he’s not exactly in the Christmas spirit.

“Why are we doing this?” He grumpily inquires.

Toga giggles as she grasps him by the shoulders, forcing him to stand in front of the totally not impromptu tree. “Oh c’mon! Just a little holiday decorating isn’t gonna kill you” He shoves her hands off of him, crossing his arms.

“Decorating is stupid, we’re all adults here, what kind of loser wastes time on that?”

Toga rolls her eyes, “Oh no need to be a Grinch, it's just fun to do every now and then!”

He rolls his eyes as he takes another look at the tree, “Yeah, for dorks….” he mutters under his breath.

Toga hands him a box of ornaments to hang up, “There ya go, just a little bit of decorating” she grins with a giggle.

As you walk into the room, Toga gasps, handing you a box. “Y/N! Here here! We’ve gotta set up hehe” You take the box from her- or rather from her shoving it toward you. You thank her before peeking inside. Shigaraki lets out a small eye roll as his only reaction before continuing to untangle his set of lights. 

You open the box pulling out different assortments of lights and tinsel, finally pulling out a small mistletoe with a hook attached to the top of it. You glance at it curiously.

Shigaraki stops fiddling with his lights as he notices the mistletoe in your hand, instantly a confused look appears on his face as he raises a brow. “The hell is that?”

You look between him and the leaves, “A mistletoe i think” You glance around, trying to find the perfect spot to place it.

“The hell is a mistletoe?” His raspy voice perks up. You whip your head to meet him as you chuckle, “You don't know what a…a mistletoe is?” 

The silence that follows is enough to be an answer. You clear your throat, “Oh..oh um well- basically you hang it up and whoever the two people that walk under it have to…kiss.” 

His eyes widen slightly as a grimace meets his face. “Ew, kiss?!”

You nod, now glancing at the ceiling thoughtfully. Shigaraki watches you look around to hang the mistletoe up as the realization starts to hit him, his face feeling a bit warm. “Y-you’re actually gonna hang it up?”

“Yep” is the only thing you give him as you stick a thumbtack into the wall, hang the mistletoe up and look back on your work. It was in a fairly good area, just near the corridor to your designated rooms. 

Shigaraki gulped a bit, now that the mistletoe was up, and he was suddenly aware of its meaning, a small shiver went down his spine at the idea of what could happen if he got you under there… no no! He didn't care about that and he certainly didn't care about you.

Time flies by between decorating and cleaning. Shigaraki glances up at the mistletoe once in a while, the nervous feeling starting to grow a bit more as he continues to place up the Christmas decorations with you and Twice, his arms starting to ache slightly. 

He finishes placing up the last little Christmas tree ornament before taking a step back and looking around at the decorations, a faint bit of satisfaction to be seen on his face before he turns back to you. “We’re done, at least now I don’t have to be reminded of Christmas for another 11 months”

You chuckle softly and nod. “Very true, but I guess this isn't too bad.” You pick up the empty boxes, pointing to a couple more. “Could you help me move those to the closet?”

Shiagaraki takes the cue and nods, “Sure whatever..”

The two of you walked down the corridor, bringing the boxes to the closet a couple at a time, stacking them and shutting the door. It didn't take long before the two of you were walking down the corridor in silence, entering the main lounge once more.

As you walk in, the sound of togas squeals can be heard. The small bit of anxiety growing within Shigaraki as Toga’s exclamation makes him look in her direction “What…?”

Toga giggles with a knowing smirk on her face, “You’re under the mistletoe ya dummy!”

You raise your brows, looking up at the taunting bundle of leaves. “Huh, i think i fell into my own trap..”

Shigaraki lets out a small ‘Tch’ as he glares at the ornament. “Well… y’didnt exactly fall for a trap, just kinda fell into a holiday cliche”

You look at Toga curiously, “But uh… I just put it up, yeah? So- so we don't gotta haha…right?”

Toga shakes her head, her smirk widening as she crosses her arms “No no, the mistletoe is a very strict ruler, if two people are under it… someone’s gotta kiss”

Shigaraki’s face starts turning a brighter shade of pink as he realizes what Toga was impling, he stutters out a small protest. “I-I mean that’s just a stupid holiday rule, we don’t gotta follow it!”

You nod along, agreeing with Shigaraki for once, “Yeah, it's just a picky tradition, eh?”

Toga nods, but her smirk doesn’t go away for a second, ”Not exactly picky, if two people are trapped below the mistletoe, someone’s gotta get their smooch on!”

The thought crosses your mind faintly…kissing Tomura?! Under the mistletoe?! In front of the league no less and surrounded by pretty lights and the smell of cheap gingerbread candles…

‘What's one peck?’

Toga’s smirk widens a bit more as she looks at you and shigaraki, her eyes switching back and forth between you both like she was watching some kind of tennis match. “C’mon, just a quick lil kiss, it’s no big deal!”

You sigh, finally giving in, leaning up and pecking Tomura on the cheek, the roughness of his skin meeting your plush lips. “There”

Dhigaraki’s face immediately turns a dark red as you quickly steal a kiss from his cheek, surprise was an understatement to the expression on his face. He lets out a small stutter as he reaches up to unconsciously touch the spot where you pecked him, a look of shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Toga lets out a small exaggerated gasp as she dramatically feigns falling back onto a couch. “O-oh my! The two love birds finally did it! I knew I should’ve placed that mistletoe up months ago!!”

You shake your head at her antics, feeling your own face fume up. You quickly evade the situation by walking off and seeing what everyone else needed help with, hands clenched to your side.

Shigaraki watches as you walk away from the mistletoe, a bit of relief to be seen, he then turns in Toga’s direction and gives her a small glare while his cheeks remain flushed “You did that on purpose didn’t you…?”

Toga grins widely as she nods, “Oh absolutely, I’ve been hoping that mistletoe would get to do its job for weeks now!”

He groans in annoyance as he crosses his arms, letting out a small mutter under his breath. “You’re so damn annoying…”

Toga chuckles and bounces off, leaving Tomura with his thoughts. Those thoughts that swirled throughout him as the night went on, finding him lost in a circle as he sat on the couch, hands fidgeting.

He decided to start scrolling through his phone as he waited for everyone to head off to their respective rooms for the night, a small yawn escaping him as he glanced up and saw the last person beside him in the room.

“Man… finally, everyone can go to bed and just shut up for the night…”

You hum in agreement, slowly making your way toward the corridor with a yawn, unknowingly passing through the mistletoe once more. Shigaraki watches you walk under the mistletoe as the realization hits him like a punch in the gut, he quickly gets up off the couch and looks in your direction. “Hey… wait a second!”

Shigaraki catches up to you, looking up at the mistletoe, an embarrassed look on his face as he motions to it. “W-we’re both under the mistletoe now… that whole silly rule…”

You quirk a brow, “Did you run over here just to get another kiss?”

Shigaraki’s face immediately warmed, looking away and quickly shaking his head in denial. “W-what? Of course not, that’s stupid! I just don’t like things being unfinished…”

You look at him, unimpressed, “Uh huh…”

He crosses his arms and looks away slightly. “Oh you’re just as bad as Toga! Everyone’s making such a big deal out of this holiday kiss crap…”

You take advantage of this moment, reaching forward and capturing his lips for a split second in a peck before pulling away, both of your hearts racing within one another's chest. 

He freezes in place the second you place your hands on his wrists, but a small shiver goes down his spine as you lean up to gently kiss his lips, a small gasp escaping him as you pull back, his face an entire deep red as his heart races.

“There you go, Shigi” You mumble, smiling softly before retreating to your room.

He remains frozen for a second, his knees starting to feel slightly weak as his heart raced in his chest. He watches as you retreat into your room, letting out a shaky exhale as he tries to slow down his heart, “F-Fuck me… I’m screwed…”

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