Hellooooo, sorry! Someone asked for a Naga!Shigaraki and I made it! The thing is, I messed up with how to post it. I was trying something 🙂↕️
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Naga!Tomura Shigaraki x reader
“You have to be careful,” The team leader told you through your earphone, his voice low even if he knew that you were wearing those, “this species is very, very aggressive. We already lost three men.”
The team leader was way too worried for your own sake, but you assured him that you'll be careful all the way in. He made you repeat what the plan was.
Get in, identify the creature, immobilise the creature, put the creature to sleep, captivate it and drag it to the base. Easy. The thing was, where was the creature? That’s why you’re walking around the place where the creature has been seen the last time. It was weird, to say at least. The creature was a kind of man with a tail, like a snake. His eyes were like blood, and his teeth were as sharp as a knife or even worse, as a blade.
“I’m almost there.” You tell your boss, turning off the communicator, leaving your boss mid-sentence.
You were there. You just know it. They didn’t say that the creature had any nesting behaviors, but the creature was right there, building a nest with long leaves and grass, looking around. Suddenly, his tail stood up, as if it had sensed you. And maybe it did.
Your own sensor, the one that you had on your ear, chirped with sound. A hiss. Threaterous.
“Who’s there? Get out!” The creature hissed through clenched teeth, its eyes finding your form hidden between the trees. You stayed still, a hand on the paralyzing gun that the scientists gave you, holding your breath. “I said get out!” The creature insisted, and you could hear your breath fastening at the look on the creature’s eyes. Maybe it didn’t see you yet, but it knew that you were there.
You took a deep breath, unblocking the gun from the holder of your hips, holding it high.
“There’s no need to be afraid,” You started, taking a step closer and closer to the light, but still hidden, “We mean no harm!” With those words, the creature launched itself to the sound, baring its teeth– fangs to you. It launched so far that it pulled you to the ground, taking the air out of your lungs with his strength.
“How many?!” The creature demanded to know, its large claws wrapped around your neck, cutting your breath out. You coughed, lifting an arm to show just one finger. The creature didn’t get it, oblivious to your display, and it pressed his claws harder against your throat. You could only see dark red eyes, a lot of white, almost silver hair and two long fangs hovering you.
–
You wake up with a hard headache, your eyes feeling way too heavy to open them, and your throat feeling dry. You tried to lift your hand to soothe the pain in your throat, but you couldn’t. At this, you opened your eyes, looking around you and your sights.
A low, threatening hiss called your attention, looking back at the creature wrapping its tail around you, squeezing your body.
“What are you?” The creature demanded to know, and you felt all your body going almost limp, too tired. “What. Are. You?” It demanded again, only then easing a bit the tight grip that it had on your body.
“I… I mean no harm…” You said with a shaky voice, coughing. “I’m Y/n…” You muttered, trying again to open your eyes to see the creature.
It did nothing but stay silent and watch you closely, getting into its nest with you still tightly wrapped on its tail. “Y/n…” Your name with his voice was… Pleasant to hear, and you nodded, waiting. “Tomura.” Oh? So that was its name?
“Tomura” You started, and it hissed again, but it was a small, pleased sound. You continued, “I’m here to take you to my place, where we can talk and-” Another hiss, this time an angry one. You guessed that it didn’t like the other part.
“I don’t need to leave.” Tomura said, pulling you away with its tail still wrapped around your body. “Don’t need anything.”
You sighed, feeling your communicator roar back to life, the voice of your boss being insistent and worried.
“We’re… You have to…” His voice was unclear, and it made your headache get worse. Suddenly, Tomura’s tail tightened around you, pulling you close to its body, baring its fangs.
“Stay back!” Tomura said, its fangs going down to your neck. You felt your body start sweating and your breath spiking high as it tried to pierce the skin of your neck, making you yip.
“Don’t hurt Y/n!” A voice said, and you almost cried in relief. It was your team’s voice, they have come for you.
“Stay. Back.” Tomura said again, finally piercing your skin with his fangs. With the bite, you closed your eyes, feeling blood and sweat running down your neck.
–
Opening your eyes was a tedious, terrible task at this point. You could hear the monitors and the constant beep beep beep of the machines making your head heavy with fog.
“Y/n” Someone called, making you groan and try to open your eyes again, unsuccessfully, “Don’t try to open your eyes, or do too many moves, you lost a lot of blood.”
You lose blood? Oh. What a shame.
“The Naga is in the examination cage, we’re waiting for permission to keep searching for more of them.”
“A Naga?” You asked, and your teammate nodded, but realising that you couldn’t see him, he hummed. “I thought they were extinct. Nobody has seen a Naga for a while, almost as much as I've been alive.”
“We’re trying to get permission to know if there are more of them, but this one is the only one we saw.”
“Tomura,” You said, managing to open your eyes a bit more, the light of the room too bright for you, “its name is Tomura.”
“You spoke to him?” Your teammate asked, sounding surprised.
“Kind of.” You said, noticing the gender that was mentioned, “A male Naga, then?”
“Yes, a male one. His scales are bigger and his tale is shaped differently from what we’ve seen before in the latest docs of the Nagas.” He said, pulling some archives to your lap. “The boss said that you should do the approaching. He knows you and he seemed to be very worried when you started bleeding.”
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You didn’t think you’d ever do an approach, not even one this big. But you are again, in front of Tomura– Well, in front of the glass of the examination cage that kept Tomura ‘safe’ from your people. He didn’t seem too happy, though, biting a large piece of raw meat furiously.
“Well,” You started, but Tomura looked at you with angry eyes, swallowing the meat, “hey, calm down, I’m just here to make sure you’re eating and drinking and not killing anyone.” You discovered that the only thing that the communicator could translate was the hisses, because every one sounded the same if you didn’t pay enough attention to Tomura's mood.
“Get out! Your kind trapped me here!” Tomura said, punching the glass with his claws and tail, unable to break it. It wasn't unbreakable, it was just thick glass. You knew it could break at any moment.
“Tomura, calm down. I'm here with you.” You said, standing just a little closer to the glass in front of Tomura, who was looking at you with a furious gaze, “isn't it better to be with someone you know?” You questioned, letting him think his answer.
“... No… ” He muttered, going back to the make-shift nest that the corporation tried to mimic for Tomura to be as well-behaved as one can expect after dragging a species that had nothing to do with you, who just wanted to live peacefully, forcefully to be examined.
“Where is your family, Tomura?” You started to ask, getting closer and closer to the thick glass, one hand inevitably resting on the glass, waiting.
“There's no ‘family’ with me. I'm alone.” He said, looking at your hand through the glass with renewed confusion.
“There's no more like you?” You asked, your hand still on the glass, the one focus of Tomura to keep talking as calmly as possible to you.
“... no…” Tomura said, his voice quiet, looking down for a moment. Then, he slowly raised his hand, the one that had claws and had grabbed your throat as a toy to destroy, and placed it on the glass, his eyes changing its reptilian form. More like a cat when they see something interesting.
And Tomura was very interesting to you.
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It took a good amount of time for Tomura to be ‘friendly' to your comrades, but he was trying. That was what you said. You had recollected everything you needed from Tomura, but nobody would let him be in nature again. He was a species practically extinct, he was alone. So, the decision was clear : he would stay here at the base with you as his caretaker or something similar.
Tomura didn't talk too much. He was quiet, slow, and always ate the raw meat as if it was his last meal. Probably because in the wild, any meal could be his last.
You stayed with him at every moment, your people changing your room to one closer to Tomura's cage, so you could see him every morning when you woke up and went to study his signals. You were the only one who Tomura didn't bite or attack when doing research on his cage, around his ‘nest' and the places that he used. He had grown fond of you, and so did you.
First of, I LOVED how you wrote the poly Dabi and Shiggy. It was so fun to read. Second, I have another request if you don't mind. Dabi and reader, constant smokers. Like cigarettes, weed and so on. That's how they unwind and relax and when they do it they have long conversations about nothing and everything. Tomura? Never smoked pot in his life, not even cigarettes. I can see him like using vape but rarely, just so he has something to do (relevant). ANYWAYS. Being the two little shits that they are, Dabi and reader go into Tomura's room while he's playing a game and decide to smoke at his like balcony bc his is the nicest (and some assholes are on the fire escape so they can't talk there). After like half an hour of them just smoking and talking, they hear Tomura crashing out for like a few minutes then silence following afterwards. Reader goes in to check on him, sees him with a vape and just bursts out laughing and starts making fun of him. Dabi checks what's happening, sees what the reader saw, starts laughing hysterically too. Tomura is flustered and angry (like who are these assholes to laugh at him after some losers made him lose the match, AND IN HIS OWN ROOM) and tries to shoo them out. Then they offer for him to try an actual smoke (weed preferably bc what I'll say next but you can do cigs too) to which Tomura refuses (it still happens). Tomura tries to inhale? Immediately has a coughing fit because he did it too quickly. Dabi then starts shotgunning smoke into his mouth while reader holds him from behind so he doesn't squirm away. And since this is getting long you can choose to write this scene or not (or any of this really, if you are not comfortable please don't feel pressured to write it, I might write this myself for pure fun) later on, after consuming too much of it, Tomura starts greening out and Dabi and reader have to calm him down (like sickeningly fluffy scene in my mind)
That's all! Have a lovely day :]
Hi! It's late here but I finally managed to finish this! I'm so happy that you decided to request something else, and I'll encourage you to do it again if you want! I hope you enjoy this, have a good week!
Cigs and vapes.
Dabi (Touya Todoroki) x Reader x Tomura Shigaraki
Contains : mentions of smoking weed, actually smoking weed, description of how to wrap a joint. Tell me if I missed anything!
You were with Dabi in his room, cigarette in hand as you looked at him. You were lost in thought, looking at the ceiling, having been smoking for quite a few hours, coming back from your high was kind of difficult, but not impossible now.
“What are you thinking about, doll?” Dabi asked, looking at you with half-lidded eyes, blinking to focus his gaze on you.
“You look like a worm.” You said, words spilling from your tongue as honey, too thick and sweet. Dabi’s face cracked into a smile, coughing.
“Yeah, no shit. You look like… Uh… ” Dabi said, stopping for a moment to think how you looked. Hair disheveled, eyes red with blood, your skin seeming pale under the dim light, such a sight to watch.
“Like what?” You continued, smiling sheepishly to him.
“Like shit.” He statemended.
“Yeah, no way.”
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Tomura has never smoked. Well, he did smoke, but he didn’t like it. Blame it on the nicotine, the smell like garbage, the tobacco itself– he was damn sure that he didn’t like it. So, it was a surprise that he accepted the flavored cigarette from that creepy guy when he was younger. He took a hint, letting it stay at his lungs but eventually coughed, making that guy laugh hysterically. So, as fast as he took it, he quit.
Now, he knows that Dabi and you would laugh at him for having this… Thing, this vape on his hands, but the flavor was… Quite good. Like melons and strawberries.
It was late in the night when you and Dabi appeared at his doorframe, holding two packs of cigarettes, a circular thing that had small pieces of roots or plants or whatever, asking (demanding) to use his balcony because it has a great view, and they have been there for an hour or two. He had been playing a match on his PC and he was losing. He doesn’t lose, never, but here he was. Losing like an eleven year old.
“Fuck it!” Tomura said, looking at his character going down over enemy fire. He opened the first drawer of his desk, taking out the vape and giving it a long hit before blowing the flavored smoke furiously. That took a long time, though, until you opened the door to his balcony, getting inside and with you, the smell of weed.
“Close the window!” Tomura shouted at you, almost decaying his gameboard and the vape in an attempt to hide it.
“Heyyy” You said, emphasizing the ‘y’, “relax, it’s just weed.” You said, letting Dabi get inside the room too, closing the window behind him. “What is that?” You said, kneeling down at Tomura’s feet to find his vape on the floor. You stood up too quickly, feeling the weed doing its thing to your nervous system, letting you almost fall towards Dabi. But you laughed, long and loud, holding your stomach as you bent over your body.
“What’s that?” Dabi asked, pulling you up from the floor and looking at your hand and what you were holding. “That’s a vape?” He asked, looking up at Tomura to see his flustered reaction, almost trying to hide himself with his hoodie.
“Hahaha!” You kept laughing, holding your stomach with your hand and you placed the vape somewhere near Tomura, coughing. Dabi didn’t hold back either, laughing as loud as you, extremely high.
“Stop that!” Tomura said, throwing the vape through the window, breaking the glass in the process. At that, both Dabi and you coughed, looking at Tomura with wide eyes.
“Yo, calm down.” You said, standing from the floor with wavy legs.
“Yeah,” Dabi said, taking a seat on the edge of Tomura’s bed, “No need to shout like that, it’s just… Funny.”
“Funny you said?” Tomura asked, cheeks red with embarrassment. “Funny my ass. Get out of my room.”
“Nu-uh” You said, walking behind Tomura's chair, placing both your hands on Tomura's shoulders,“what if we try something fun instead, umh?” You looked at Dabi, a sheepish smile on your lips and oh, he immediately got it.
“Yeah boss, why don't we try something fun?” He said, taking out from his pocket that same circular box with roots, both hands at the top and bottom, moving from one side to another.
“What are you two talking about?” Tomura asked, and your hands waved down from his shoulders to his arms, taking his hands, carefully to not dust yourself, in yours.
“Have you ever tried weed?” You asked Tomura, standing in front of him now and pulling him up from the chair, guiding him towards his bed.
Tomura, still embarrassed and offended, decided to just keep up with whatever you had in mind, letting you pull him towards his bed and sitting close to the headboard, legs spread for him to sit between them. He felt his cheeks heating up again, but he moved, sitting with his back against your chest, looking at Dabi, who was placing the dried roots on a paper, with a small filter at the beginning.
“... No…” Tomura answered your question, looking at Dabi's skilled hands.
“What if we try now, umh?” You asked softly to Tomura, caressing his arms with your hands, waiting for his response.
“Let's do this.” Dabi said, lighting the joint with his finger, blue fire igniting the small object, “I take the hint, and blow it on your face.”
Tomura looked back at you, unsure of how things were going to work, but you assured him with a small kiss to his cheek. “It's okay, just a try?” You asked, and eventually, Tomura nodded.
Dabi's lips turned up into a smirk, taking a long drag of the joint. He let the smoke twirl from his nose, his lungs already full, being surprisingly gentle blowing the smoke on Tomura's face.
“Inhale it.” You instructed Tomura, inhaling yourself.
Tomura tried, letting his nostrils catch on the smoke before starting to cough, his eyes getting watery with how nauseous it felt.
You shoo Tomura, telling him to try again, this time being you the one who blows the smoke to his face. Tomura tried again, not coughing that bad this time, actually inhaling some of the weed.
You were all giggling already, the third joint already on your lips when Tomura nuzzled his face on your neck, feeling suddenly tired and too high to care.
“Boss?” Dabi asked, his head a lot less lighter than before, looking at Tomura seeming to seek comfort in you. “Everything’s good?”
“Tomura?” You asked, but Tomura didn't answer, instead nuzzling his face more into your neck, staying there. When it was his turn to blow the joint, he hiccuped, small tears swelling on his eyes.
“Hey, are you okay?” Dabi asked first, pulling up from the edge of the bed to come closer to both Tomura and you, cupping the other's face in his hands. Tomura's cheeks were red with embarrassment and the weed on his system, but he shook his head to the sides, denying it.
“Wanna tell me what happens?” You coo to Tomura, hugging him from behind.
Tomura didn't say anything, instead letting you hug him and Dabi to hold his face, breathing on the smell of weed and your scents around him, lulling him into a sleepy state. Both you and Dabi noticed it, deciding to pull off the joint and let Tomura sleep. When Dabi was ready to move away from the bed, Tomura caught his hand, almost pleading Dabi to stay there.
The black haired man hesitates for a second, looking at you behind Tomura, but you lifted your shoulders, not sure of ur but letting Tomura rest his head on your chest, laying down with his at your side. Dabi moved behind Tomura, sandwiching him between your bodies.
Tomura sighed, a sigh that was both relief and tiredness, but eventually fell asleep. And so you did.
Maybe another day you could smoke a bit more, but now, the peace that the three of you felt was worth the time.
I wasn't sure of how “exactly” you wanted the reader to be, I mean like having his scars or just his style, so I made what I thought was sure : copy his personality. I hope you like it, feel free to request again if you want! Enjoy 💗
Dabi x Reader
Shitty personality
“What?” Dabi asked you, his arms crossed against his chest, brows close enough to be just one, turquoise eyes making a hole on your face.
“What is wrong with you?” You asked him in return, ready to throw a fit to his scarred face.
“You don’t understand, brat, what do you want? A ‘good job’ medal? We don’t do those here” Dabi continued, his palm lighting up a flame that was as dashing as his eyes.
“Don’t call me brat, I’m surely as old as you.” You said, feeling the way that your own flames were burning your skin underneath, ready to fight the man in front of you.
“I'm twenty four.” Dabi admitted with a scowl, looking down at you.
“Less, then. I'm twenty two.” You said, annoyed, still wanting to punch his face.
“Whatever, brat. Don't come yapping again.” Dabi said, leaving you at your own risk on the streets, walking towards the League's hideout. He was so tired of dealing with you, you were so annoying, flashy, uneven, you had a way with words, always smoking…
Yeah, you were just the type that he would avoid doing jobs or even dealing with, but Tomura didn't have any kind of soft spot for either of you and he was doomed to play as nice as possible with it.
Suddenly, he heard quick footsteps behind him, turning around with a twirl and flashing a fire from his hand. You crouched down, avoiding the fire just for a bit, part of your hair getting burnt.
“Fuck! Watch out, you idiot!” You said to Dabi, punching him on the shoulder after making sure that your hair wasn't on fire. “You almost burned me!”
Oh, you were so pissed. Why was Dabi like that? You haven't done anything wrong to him! Yet, he treated you like trash most of the time. Not that you would deal with him in a kinder way, but damn, you two had never moved like this, almost burning each other because of an argument.
“What?! You ran!” Dabi shouted, taking the slaps of your jacket to pull you against him, his gaze like draggers on your face, “I could've burnt you!”
“Why didn't you watch your back?!” You shouted in response, squirming violently to free yourself from his hands. Truth be told, you weren't trying that hard to be out.
“Because it is you! No one else!” Dabi keeps shouting, shaking you, making your head feel heavy and slightly dizzy. “You wouldn't want to hurt me even if Tomura said so! So why did you come like that?!”
Dabi's voice was being too loud now, and you placed both your hands on his wrists, squeezing the burnt flesh hard. Dabi hissed, but pulled you down. “I wanted to fucking punch you and you almost made me ash!” You said, too loud for you too.
“It is your fault! I'm a villain! I shouldn't have to watch my back to-” Dabi stopped, realising what he was saying. Of course he has to watch his back, even from his friends, but you, his partner, were so volatile that it tires him.
You groaned, pulling Dabi down by his neck and crashing your lips together, groaning.
Dabi looked at you, your eyes closed and your brows frowned, and slowly, as if he was tasting the waters, placed both of his hands on your sides, pulling you flush against him to deepen the kiss.
Kissing Dabi was better than any discussion, and any make out was even better after an argument, but you were tired of it. Just wanting to be close to Dabi, kissing him like this.
Dabi breaked the kiss after a moment, looking down at you with hazed eyes. “That was what you wanted? A damn kiss?” He asked, panting.
“I wanted you to shut up.” You said in response, brushing your lips back against Dabi's. He let it be, instead kissing you back.
God, you were so similar and different to him sometimes.
Hii ! I just discovered your blog and your Aizawa x reader fic was AMAZING.
I was wondering if you’d accept to write something for Aizawa ? My idea is Aizawa that’s dating the Reader, but Reader is completely starstruck by him ? Like anything he does, they just take a second to admire him. Even finding him cute when he’s grumpy and dry. Bonus points if they’re colleagues haha.
I hope you have an amazing day/night !
Hi! Sorry that it took a bit too long (for me) to publish this! I didn't know how to process the task but I finally made it! I hope you like it, and if its too short, tell me! I'll do my best to write more!
Startruck by Shouta Aizawa.
Shouta Aizawa was such a handsome man. You were more than sure about it. He was tall, black haired, strong, he was everything that you would seek on a man. And, oh, the best part of all of this? He was your partner. Your partner in hero work, colleagues in your studio and your boyfriend. Best of all, your boyfriend.
Watching Shouta doing anything always made you stare at him. Was he lifting your bag? You’ll stare. Was he half-sleep? You’ll stare. Was he just out of the shower? You’ll stare. You stared all the time, and Shouta was used to it, to say at last.
“What are you looking at now, babe?” Shouta asked you, leaning slightly on the couch back to see what you were watching.
“Nothing serious, just a few photos.” You answered him, scrolling through your phone in the gallery, looking at the latest pictures that you took from Shouta.
“That’s me.” Shouta said, brows frowned but a small smile coming to his lips, you were so obvious sometimes.
“Oh? I didn’t notice.” You continued playfully, turning your face to press a kiss to Shouta’s lips.
“Of course you didn’t, you silly.” Shouta said, pressing your lips against his a bit longer, deepening the kiss. You giggled against his lips, putting your phone down and wrapping your arms around Shouta’s neck, pulling him closer. “You’re gonna make me fall.” He said, breaking the kiss for a moment and taking a seat on the couch, opening his arms for you.
And as every time that something relative to Shouta happened, you stared at his arms. Thick hands, long fingers, the scars that crossed from every battle that he fought and won. And how tired he looked, as if he hadn't slept for a while. You feel a bit of pity for him, but you decided to not comment on that for the moment, instead, leaning towards Shouta and kissing his lips, slow and deep.
He’ll have some time for seeping when you finish memorizing his body again.
I know it has probably been done before but Shiggy, Dabi, and Aizawa (separate) with a clingy s/o that just wants to use them as a bed and sleep in their arms. Whats that??? They have work to do??? Nuh uh its nap time, get comfy. >:D
Hello! It's done, I hope you like it!
Nap time with him.
Featuring : Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi (Touya Todoroki) and Shouta Aizawa.
Tomura Shigaraki
“What are you doing?” Tomura asked you, looking at your hands wrap themselves around his sides, the warmth of your hands making him shiver slightly.
“Planning a nap.” You murmured against his ear, nuzzling your face on the crock of his neck, holding him tighter against you.
“A nap?” He questioned, giving himself in at the warmth of your body, turning slightly to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. Tomura pulled you against him, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “Now?”
“Yeah,” You replied, standing on your feet to pull Tomura away from his gaming chair into the bed, “just a little nap? With me?” you asked, finally making Tomura stand from his place on his gaming chair.
“You just want to mess with me, don’t you?” Tomura said, but he pulled you towards the bed, gently placing you on the right side of the bed, lying down at your side, “Fine, let’s get you some sleep.”
You couldn’t help but smile, pressing a kiss to Tomura’s lips, nuzzling your face on the crock of his neck, letting a yawn leave your lips. You for sure were tired. Of what? Tomura wasn’t sure. But he loved having you like this.
Dabi
You pulled Dabi’s hand to your hips, trying to pull him close to you. He felt a smirk growing on his lips, pulling you close to his body. “Want some attention, doll?” Dabi questioned, pressing a kiss to your lips. You whined softly, holding into his jacket.
“Just a nap.” You said, and he laughed at you, pressing you closer to his body.
“A nap? But you’ve just woken up from sleeping like, twelve hours straight. Why not try the other kind of sleep?” Dabi asked, pressing kisses to your face while you melted under his gaze.
“Noooo, I want to sleep, please?” You said, placing your hands on Dabi’s hips, pulling him back to the bed.
“Well, well, if you want it.” Dabi said, pulling you on top of him once he laid down on the bed.
Shouta Aizawa
“Shouta,” you called from the bed, patting the side that was getting cold without the man that you called. You opened your eyes heavily, yawning in the process. “Shouta?” You called again, getting up from the bed and pulling around yourself a blanket to stay warm, walking towards Shouta’s office.
“Here.” Shouta’s voice came from his office, just as you thought, and your feet took you there.
Shouta was sitting on his chair, a few papers sprawled over the wooden table as the pencil moved through them.
“Come back to bed” You said, staying behind his chair and placing both your hands on the back of it. “It’s cold.”
Shouta hummed from his place on the chair, turning around his head to look at you. “Not now, babe, I’m grading some papers.” He continued, looking at you.
“Come on Sho, I want a nap.” You said, leaning your upper body on the chair, placing a kiss on the top of Shouta’s hair.
“Not now, sweet.” Shouta continued, but he moved the papers away from him, placing them as a stack. “Maybe later.”
You groaned, gently pulling Shouta’s hair to catch his attention. He looked at you with a brow frown, but eventually gave in, circling his hands around your waist under the blanket, pulling you into a kiss. “Okay. You win, I can’t say no to you.”
You smiled against Shouta’s lips, letting him lift you easily from the ground to take you to your shared bedroom, giggling.
I very recently got a lip piercing and it would be fun to read about tomura being frustrated that he can't kiss reader as she teases him about it
Hi! I got a lot of fun doing this one, it reminded me when i got my tongue piercing (things went down south) but anyways! Hope you enjoy it, kisses!
Tomura Shigaraki x Reader
Lip piercing
Tomura was pissed. Why did you have to go and get a piercing? It didn’t matter that you went and got a piercing, really, it didn’t, the thing was that you had decided to get the piercing in your lips. Your beautiful, swollen and kissable lips. He had all the right to be pissed. Why didn’t you tell him where you were going to do your piercing there?
He had all the right to be pissed, damn. And more now, that you were teasing him about it.
“Don’t worry Tomu, it’ll get better soon.” You said that afternoon after kissing the corner of his lips, immediately hissing when the swollen part of your lip ached, your eyes filling quickly with salty water.
“Don’t do that.” Tomura continued, pulling you away from his face and from himself, counting to ten and back.
“But Tomuuuu” you mumbled, emphasizing the ‘u’, biting your lips from speaking again, “I said back off.” He said, crossing his arms over his chest.
You groaned, deciding to tease him further, your arm wrapping around his sides.
“Come on Tomu, you’ll see you will kiss me sooner than later.” You said, nuzzling your nose on the crock of Tomura’s neck, placing soft kisses on his neck, being careful on pressing your piercing on his skin, for the cold and the ache.
“Babe…” Tomura murmured, not trying to move away this time, enjoying your lips on his skin.
“Umh?” You hummed questioningly, holding Tomura close to your chest, smiling sheepishly.
“Be careful. You’ll hurt yourself.” Tomura mumbled, melting under your kisses. You chuckled, this time holding his chin with your hand, pulling him into a kiss. A kiss that didn’t go too further because your lip started to bleed, making both you and Tomura gasp with surprise.
He withdraws from you quickly, pulling some napkins on your lip to stop the small bleeding, and you couldn’t help but laugh.
Maybe some pain is worthy by kissing Tomura, after all.
Shigaraki who’s an indie dev with a reader who’s one of their only fans maybe… please❤️
Hi! I'm so glad I could make this. Sorry if it's too short or if it wasn't what you expected, feel free to ask anything! Have a nice time! It's freezing cold here where I live, so the decision over the reader's choice was over how cold it's here! GN!Reader.
Tomura Shigaraki x Reader
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Tomura was known by a few people thanks to his video games. To be honest, he was really proud of his games. Horror, action, some small romantic ones… He was really proud.
And oh, his fans were what fed his ego and made him do more games. Especially you.
Tomura was on a comm that time, legs bouncing on the floor because why he was here. Sure, he was promoting his first game, the first one of a trilogy that started with a girl whose partner killed her father, starting a slow descent to madness. The game, though, had a few parts that Tomura wasn't really keen on. First and foremost, the girl had flashbacks of her partner killing her father in front of her at least three times in this game, showing how affected she ended up with it. It goes with the girl finding her ex partner, who's been talking with his father, and pressing a blade on his back, shouting about how her father died to his hands, killing the man.
Later after killing her ex partner, the king demands to have the girl's head, but she escapes, successful at the end. The other two games had a different way, though, going through the life of the girl as a fugitive, helping others and coming back to his mother.
Her mother, missing her daughter for a long time, talks to her daughter and convinces her to stay with her. The girl does so, and the second game ends.
The third game, however, started with the death of the girl. The player had to find the reason (pretty obvious) of why the reader was dead, and be the one who tells the mother of the girl about her death.
The last one didn't convince Tomura, but you, oh, you, expressed how good his game was and how happy you were to be able to play it.
Since then, Tomura has put a lot of effort into his games, always putting updates and wips of those, always having a post of yours being ‘so excited' and ‘unable to wait for its release'. Tomura had a soft spot for you, learning what you liked and not from your posts (those that weren't about his games, of course) and slowly fell in love with you.
You were so cute with him, so attentive on his games and every update he did about himself (the ones that he started to do just to have a reason to speak to you, even if it was through a screen) and God, if he wasn't falling more and more.
The last release of his game was in April, close to his birthday, and Tomura was bouncing his legs again as he waited for you to appear on his stage and ask for a date with you. He was so, so nervous, but with the time passing by, he didn't see you that day. He felt… hurt.
He was so sure that you were going to go to the comm, exchange some words and updates for his next game, but you didn't come. He wasn't sure why he felt that way, I mean, come on, you were such a pretty girl that played his games and nothing more. He had to be serious.
However, once he was at his apartment, ready to open a bottle of wine and sleep till the next morning, when he saw a notification on his phone. It was from his game's account, and even if he didn't want to check on it now, he did. Opening your message.
You had sent him a text so long about being sorry for not going to the comm and support him with the new release of this year, saying that you were passing through a lot and couldn't help but not get out of your own bed those days. Tomura felt pity for you, and almost immediately he left the bottle of wine on the counter and checked his message at least three times before sending it.
It was simple, saying that he hoped you were fine and that things could go worse but he was still there if you needed him. Then, at the end of the message, he wrote ‘do you want to meet one day and talk about that?’.
And he sent it. Your response was quicker than he expected, but it didn't disappoint him. You were saying that yes, you would like to go out with him, and arranged a day to meet.
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Tomura was nervous. Very nervous. He arrived at the place at least half an hour earlier, asked for a coffee and waited. He was sure you weren't going to appear, leaving him with his heart broken (why would he let his heart be broken so easily?) and with a lot of questions.
But then, he saw you. You were dressing like the first time he saw you, wide leg black jeans and a beige sweater that swallowed you whole. You spotted him faster than he thought you would, and immediately sat at the front.
“I thought I couldn't make it! Sorry for being late.” You said, and Tomura felt his guts clenching. You weren't late, indeed, you were early, but he wasn't going to comment on that.
“You look good.” It was the first thing that Tomura's brain could work to say, and his cheeks heated immediately.
Your own cheeks heated up too, and you smiled, playing with the hem of your sweater. “You look good, too.” You said, and it was Tomura's time to smile.
You two chatted about the new game, how it took Tomura a lot of time to make it but how proud he was that the game was already running in other places.
“You know…” Tomura started, his hands tightly holding the coffee cup on his hands, as if he were trying to say something that reached too deep into his heart, “I have to confess that, uh, I like you.”
Tomura's voice was hesitant, and his eyes didn't look at yours, but you felt yourself melt at his words. It was a lot, even if there were just three words, it was a lot.
“I think we feel the same.” You said to Tomura, placing your hand on the table, looking for his hand. When Tomura lifted his gaze, he saw your eyes and smiled a bit more, widely, and you couldn't help but squeeze his hand.
Hello! I wanted to just leave this here for your consideration- ahem *pulls out a piece of paper* poly dabi and tomura that started as a hookup between reader and dabi then tomura gets annoyed bc he can hear them through the walls then got included after they found out that he's a virgin??? (and he's bratish or subby?) . Or perhaps, if you don't like that idea, an actual love triangle and not love corner between the three? Hmmmmm? What do we think?
(ofc only if you want to do these and feel comfortable doing them. Have a lovely day!)
Hello! I really really REALLY enjoyed doing this, thanks for the request I love it! Here's the thing, hope you like it 💗
Dabi x Reader x Tomura Shigaraki
Contains : mentions of smoking, smut, cawgirl position, sub!Tomura, fem!reader. tell me if I missed anything!
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Dating Dabi was something that you didn't think you would do first and foremost when you joined the League. But damn if that man didn't get on your nerves so, so bad that you two ended in a room fucking the rage out of the other. It started as a hookup that didn't mean to go this long, but the sex was good and the late night talking was something that you ended up cherishing too.
Which, to be honest, was the best that you two could do. But there were stares, not the bad ones, though, there were just... Calculating. Tomura, since you and Dabi fucked your brains out and left you with the dumbest smile on the face, has been a little too pissy about it. Barking orders as if he wasn't already the leader of the League, separating both Dabi and you every time he got a job for you.
This time was no different, but Dabi answered “fuck up, boss, I'm going with her.” And left the Hideout with you because, obviously, the pent up was doing something to Dabi's mind even if he didn't want to acknowledge it.
“I think Tomura's a virgin.” You murmured through clenched teeth after a make out session with Dabi, both of you spread on the bed of the Hideout after the mission had gone well.
“The boss?” Dabi questioned, looking at you with a cigarette in his hand, “You mean the man that acts like a child, isolates himself when something doesn't go like he wants and talks as if he was in a video game?”
Saying that out loud may have made you think to yourself as an idiot, but Dabi was right. Tomura Shigaraki was definitely a virgin. And he was very, very jealous of your relationship with Dabi. Which, to be honest, was still just hook ups there and then.
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“Fuck, Dabi!” Tomura could hear your voice from the side of his bedroom, his face heating up at the very thought of Dabi fucking you against the wall, which, to his displeasure (or very pleasure) was right. The wall wasn't as thin as paper, but was thin enough for him to hear you babbling nonsense about how Dabi was fucking you 'right there' and 'how good' it feel. It was frustrating, to say at last.
Even more frustrating was that his cock was shamelessly leaking through his jeans, rock hard and red at the tip, begging for a bit of attention. Tomura didn't want to jerk off to your voice being induced by Dabi's movements against your perfect, slim body-
No. He shouldn't, couldn't, and wouldn't think about you in that way. You were Dabi's girlfriend or whatever, he was no cheater, or worse, he was not a man that would step in a relationship just to end it. A loud moan caught his attention back to the wall, and being as shy as he was (which he wasn't), he slowly pulled down his jeans, looking at the small wet spot of pre on his boxers.
He didn't feel any different when he pulled down his boxers too, slowly moving towards his chair to sit at the side of the wall where the muffled sounds were louder. When he placed his hand on top of his shaft giving it a tentative stroke, he bite down his lower lip, not expecting the sensitivity of his body.
Tomura didn't notice that the other side of the wall was now quiet, too focused on edging himself as he could, still very aware of his quirk and how his hands were that calloused, and how your hands would feel around-
“Boss!” Dabi's voice was far too close to be at the next room, and he lifted his gaze from his throbbing dick to see both you and Dabi on the counter, your eyes glued to his cock and Dabi's face with a smirk that was far too wolfish to be human.
“Shit” Tomura said, pulling down his hoodie over his body, trying to hide his arousal. Your legs took you inside the room, Dabi's hand leaving the small of your back in favour to close the door behind him with the lock, looking at Tomura with amusement and... Maybe desire? Tomura couldn't recall what was that feeling creeping all along his spine, and worst of all, he couldn't help but stare at your chest when you bended over to pull up his hoodie, making him gasp at how the briss of his own bedroom made his dick throb and leak a bit more.
“My, he's very well.” You said to Dabi, holding in your hand Tomura's shaft, giving it a few tentative strokes before Tomura whimpered, his hands gripping tightly the arms of his chair. “And cute.”
Dabi didn't hold back a snort, he wouldn't even if he tried, moving towards you and Tomura. The latter looked like a deer caught in headlights, blushing and squirming under his turquoise gaze.
“Don't push him too far, doll, he might just spill out too fast.” Dabi's words were kind of harsh to Tomura, but you chuckled, instead now fully moving up and down your hand on Tomura's cock, withdrawing a few more whimpers from him.
“What happened?” You asked Tomura, holding eye contact with him, “Cat got your tongue?”
“... shut up, ah...” Tomura moaned, quietly, as if he was afraid that someone on the Hideout would hear him and laugh at his face. Tomura pressed the back of his hand on his mouth, biting down in it to keep from spelling more of those humiliating sounds.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, not like that boss.” Dabi laughed at how Tomura looked with his girlfriend's hand on his dick, holding back whimpers like those. “Let us hear you.” Dabi continued, his hand gripping Tomura's jaw hard enough for him to breath out a small plead.
“Wait“ Tomura pleaded, and before he could continue, you took his dick on your mouth, making him buck his hips up instinctively, making you gag slightly and moan around his shaft, bobbing your head up and down with no hesitation.
“Look how focused she is, boss. You shouldn't take away a candy from a baby.” Dabi joked, his hand leaving Tomura's jaw for a moment as he now grab a fistful of your hair, pulling you down on Tomura's dick, making you feel lightheaded immediately, moaning around Tomura.
Tomura was practically drooling, too overwhelmed with the feeling of your tongue on his dick, how your cheeks hollowed to take more of him and your nose tickles on his pube, making him breath heavily.
Dabi's hand stopped, now lifting your head from Tomura's dick and looking down at you with a smirk.
“Didn't thought you would like that much suck him dry.” Dabi joked, and you smiled, sticking your tongue out for Dabi in slight mockery. Tomura was looking both of you, still aware of his half naked body and how his dick throbbed again, not able to finish even with your sweet, hot mouth on him.
“That's, that's all...” Tomura mumbled, trying to stand up from the chair to go and clean himself, to finally end on the shower of perhaps somewhere that he could clean after shooting blanks for cum.
“Ah, ha, ah” You murmured, placing both your hands on Tomura's shoulders, making him frown before you walked Tomura to his own bed, pulling him down on the mattresses as you took off your clothes, standing naked in front of Tomura, with Dabi naked behind you.
Tomura swallowed hard, his dick letting a gush of pre fall from it head when you crawled the small space on the bed towards him, Dabi doing the same at his side, running his hands along his arms and shoulders.
“You know, boss, you can still say no.” You murmured close to Tomura's ear, your fingers tracing his chest down to his hips as Dabi moved to Tomura's left ear, biting his lobe slightly before speaking, “And we'll stop immediately.”
Tomura didn't think about it, but the offer, the out that both you and Dabi were giving him was making his head feel light and heavy at the same time. He nodded, and with all the bravery that he had, he tucked his face on your chest, groaning at how muffled the sounds immediately went when your breasts hugged his face, smelling your scent.
Dabi smiled at Tomura's side, placing soft, open-mouth kisses along his shoulders and neck, his hand, the one that wasn't guiding your body towards Tomura's dick, was caressing Tomura's sides as soothingly as he knew, making some pressure on places that Tomura seemed to focused on tensing.
“I'm going down, are you sure you want this?” You asked Tomura, stilling in top of him to know his next moves or words, caressing his cheek with your hand, the free one on Dabi's shoulders, giving small, soft squeezes.
Tomura nodded, and you said “Words, boss. I need words.”
“K-keep going...” Tomura said, and you smiled, pressing your lips against Tomura's as you let Dabi guide your body towards Tomura's dick, sinking down on him happily and your hand on Dabi's shoulders moved to his hair, pulling him down against your chest were Tomura's face were.
Tomura hold back a groan, staying still as you started to ride him, taking away his breath as Dabi started to kiss him too, taking his hand to place it on the arsonist's dick, pumping it until he moaned lowly on Tomura's ear, staining his sheets.
Soon enough Tomura spilled inside you without warning, making you gasp in surprise and find your release as fast as you could, moaning both Dabi's and Tomura's name.
“Shit...” Tomura said, his breath uneven and his hair sticking to his forehead, his hands shaking slightly as Dabi let him move, hot ropes of cum covering his wrist where Dabi had spilled.
“Too good, boss?” Dabi asked, running his nose on Tomura's neck, placing himself behind Tomura, running his hands all over the other's body. You were too focused on how Tomura's dick was getting hard inside you again, giggling at the sensation.
“What about a second round?” You said to Tomura, pressing your lips on his for a moment until he moaned shyly, gripping your hips with eight shaky fingers.
Tomura was sure that he was in heaven, with how soft and pliant you were on his arms and he nodded, placing his face back on your chest, whining quietly as Dabi played with his nipples.
hey so uh i would love to read if anyone has a requests or just want to read something specific for mha, focusing on Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi and Shouta Aizawa.
I don't bite! Ask me anything u want! Obviously if i don't feel comfortable with the task i will politely decline. I just ran out of ideas and want to write something.
thinking thinking thinking in doing some smut for Shiggy or Aizawa or Dabi thinking thinking, fem reader or gender neutral or male reader there's so many options...
Waking up on a Sunday is great, but its greater than great when your boyfriend sleeps at your side, his arms wrapped securily around your waist, his legs in a messy tangle with the sheets and your lips on his forehead, pressing soft, small pecks on his face to wake him up.
“Tomu, wake up.” You said softly, moving away his hair from his face, pressing another kiss to his cheek.
“It's too early.” You could hear Tomura's voice from his place on your pillow, nuzzling his nose like a cat. You sighed, climbing on top of him with a small smile on your lips.
“It's noon. I don't think it is that early, Tomura.” You said, letting your body fall on your bed, at Tomura's side, wrapping an arm around his torso.
He stiffened, looking at you with those crimson red eyes from his place on your pillow, before leaning in your touch, letting your arm wrap itself around his torso now, getting even closer to you.
“It's early. I'm going to sleep.” Tomura said, and this time you chuckled, quietly, running your fingers from Tomura's torso to his waist, then back to his chest, pulling him close to you.
“Okay then, sleep.” You said, not wanting to argue or even discuss anything now, with your hands on Tomura's body and the way that he was slowly melting under your touch.
You fixed your position on the bed, leaning on your side and gently pulling Tomura closer to you, his back against your chest and your legs tangled together now with the sheets aside. Your hands kept their exploration through Tomura's front, still above his clothes. Tomura sighed, it sounded like relief and tiredness at the same time, making you smile. Your hands kept moving, now under Tomura's shirt, your fingers tracing the scars that you know are there, tracing his small muscles with reverence and stopping right on the waistband of his pants.
Tomura was deep into his sleep, letting you touch him like that without consequences while his head felt foggy and so good. Tomura didn't say anything when your hands stopped on the waistband of his pants, too focused on how warm your chest felt against his back. Your hands didn't waver longer there, though, changing their direction back to Tomura's torso.
“Why did you stop?” Tomura asked in a sleepy voice, his hand, carefully wrapped in his gloves, moved towards your hands, intertwining your fingers with his.
You made a small sound of confusion, and Tomura sighed, instead keeping your hand tightly intertwined with yours. “Nothing. Just sleep.”
“Tomura...” You said, but didn't move your hand away.
“It's nothing. Just sleep.” His voice was a bit more awake, and you sighed, letting him get away with anything that he had wanted before and closing your eyes.
Not so long after you both were sleeping again, hands tightly intertwined and warm bodies against each other.
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Credits for the idea : @dancetomuradance thanks for letting me write about this!!! i have so much fun, even if it's too short.
the thing about ai witch hunt is that instead of spreading awareness about why and how ai can be harmful, people focus their energy on harassing other people instead. so instead of actually achieving something, fandom space and the internet as a whole just became twice as toxic because people have found a ✨noble way✨ to tell other people to off themselves and get praises for it. you’re not helping. you’re part of the problem
