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✿ Tomura Shigaraki x streamer!Reader ✿

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Genre : Smut , fluff

CW : smut , cussing

WC : 3.9k

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You were a streamer and actually really popular in Japan. Not only because of your looks but also Skills. It was another Friday evening and you were streaming one of your favorite games. On Friday’s you liked to invite people to come and play with you. Out of hundreds of people obviously only a few had to Chance to actually play with you. And currently Shigaraki was sitting in front of his computer waiting for you to pick him. He watched your streams every time and every Friday he anxiously waited for you to pick him but so far he had no luck.

„And the next one up iiiiiis john675!!“

You said with excitement. To him you were just so cute and perfekt. Perfekt for him he knew it. It was meant to be. But he groaned in frustration smashing his fists on the table making it shake. He was not only so eager to play with you because he would get the chance to talk to you but you also had a challenge for your fans. The person that beats you would get unlimited access to personally message you. But so far nobody has won and many have tried. Be he knew he could do it.

“So guys one more person and we are done for today”

He couldn’t wait his hands were sweaty and he was holding his breath.

“The last person is decay69”

He couldn’t believe it. He was in shock hastily grabbing his mouse almost dropping it to click the invite request from.

“Hello can you hear me ok?”

You asked so sweetly. You were always so sweet. He couldn’t believe you were actually talking to him.

“Y-yes I can”

Ofcourse he had to stutter he mentally cursed him self out for that.

“Alright are you ready?”

“Yes”

And the game began he was mostly quite through out the game focusing on not loosing and killing your character. But you were good and landed many hits on him. In between you let out little giggles or said stuff like “got u” while smiling. To you it was just a silly game but to him it was so much more. It was his only chance to ever talk to you. And suddenly he was starting to get closer to winning. And you have gone silent also focusing. Because no one has ever gotten this close to winning. The chat was going crazy. And after some time the winner letters appeared on his screen. He leaned back in his chair with a huge grin on his face he did it. You were in shook mouth hung wide open.

“Omg congratulations decay69 that was amazing no one has ever beaten me“

You smiled you were no doubt actually quite happy Someone has finally won.

„Thank you“ he said with a small chuckle.

And not gonna lie that chuckle sounded so hot his deep husky voice in General. Now you were a different kind of exited to talk to him.

„So I’m going to send you the access info for the private chat and I am excited to talk to you“

„Me too“

was all he said before you said your goodbyes and endet the stream.

He still couldn’t believe he would finally get to talk to you. But a pretty girl like you would probably be disgusted if you knew who he was and what he looked liked. Thank god through chat you couldn’t see that.

Soon after the stream endet he got a message from you.

„Hey decay69 that was an amazing game you were really good ^^ I had a lot of fun playing with you ♡ „

„Thank you I also had a lot of fun“

„I’m glad you did so what are you up to ^^“

He can just imagine how you lay on your fluffy bed in thigh high socks and an oversized sweater on. He wishes he could just hold you and talk to you like that. He thought you would only send him a few messages and he would have to be the one to start the conversations and keep them going but surprisingly you guys had a lot more in common than gaming. You were writing for hours. You were also quite surprised how talkative he could get he seemed so shy in the beginning. And this went on for weeks. And sooner or later you became more curious. Wanting to know more about him. But you didn’t wanna make him uncomfortable. But one day you decided to ask for at least his name. You guys talk about so much private stuff that his name should be no problem.

“Hey ^^”

“Hi”

He always responded so fast you loved that about him.

“I really like talking to you a lot and I want to get to know you better so I just wanted to ask if you would tell me your name ?”

“If not it’s totally fine ;)”

You reassured because he took longer than usual to reply to you. Regret sinkt in. He probably had a reason he didn’t tell you his name. You threw your head into the pillows in frustration.

On the other side of the phone was a struggling shigaraki not knowing how to reply. The lov wasn’t that famous yet so there was only a slim chance you would know who he is. But then he had an idea.

“Tenko”

You snapped your head up from the notification and saw his message. You had a huge smile on your face.

“I like that it suits you“

He blushed at your message. He does not know if this is the right moment to ask but you did say you wanted to get to know him better so he took his luck and just went for it.

„I would like to get to know you better too is there any chance you would like to meet up someday?”

Now it was you time to blush. You giggled like a school girl with a crush. Well you did kinda have a crush on him. But you did had to be careful he could still be some kind of creep. He didn’t send you any photos of him but he did describe to you what he looked like.

“I would like that ^^”

He couldn’t believe that you actually wanted to meet. So you guys made up a place and time to meet. You chose a park it was private but also public enough for a first date. You were both excited and couldn’t wait.

- a few days later -

You arrived at the park. You guys decided to meet at the fountain. You looked around but he wasn’t here yet. So you decided to sit on a bank and wait for him. You wore a cute little sundress and had your makeup done. You did put in a little more effort than usual and wore your expensive Parfum. You were on your phone waiting till someone came up to you.

“Y/n?”

It was him. He looked so shy. You looked at him with a big smile on your face and stood up. Only then you noticed how much taller he was than you he was basically towering over you. To not make it obvious that you were starting at him you decided to hug him. You had to go on your tippy toes to actually throw your arms over him. He was kinda stiff at first probably not expecting a hug but he soon hugged you back with his hands, with one finger on each hand up around your waist . You smelled so good he didn’t wanna let go. But he eventually had to.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you” you smiled at him. You were a lot closer than before and could see how handsome he actually was. He smiled back. His smile was so cute. You blushed and looked down at the flower bouquet he was holding.

“I got these for you I hope you like them” he said handing them to you.

“That’s so nice of you thank you I love them”

You guys started walking through the park and talking about all kind of things. You were afraid it was going to be awkward but it was actually really nice. What you didn’t know is how nervous he actually was. There were so many things going through his head afraid he would do something wrong or someone recognizing him. But one thing that he couldn’t get out of his mind was the urge to hold you. Touch you just hug you again. Or holding your hand. Showing everyone that walked by and started at your beauty that you belonged to him. Because quite frankly he was getting kinda jealous but he wouldn’t admit that. Every guy that walked past you stared at you. But you were too naive to notice.

“Tenko would you like to watch the sunset with me”

Your question ripped him out of his daydream about dusting every guy that looked at you.

“Yes sure”

“A few minutes from here is a little hill we’ll have a great view from there” you smiled. You were so excited he agreed. You always wanted to watch the sunset with somebody and now you got to do it with him. You guys soon arrived at a hill and sat down. You sat down so close to him you were practically pressed against each other. And soon after the sun started setting. You just set in silence and enjoyed the view. You decided to rest your head on his shoulder. Thank god you couldn’t see his face he thought because it was bright red. He has to bite his lip to keep himself from smiling like an idiot.

“I’m really glad you beat me in the game” you said looking up at him. “I really enjoy spending time with you”

He looked down at your pretty face and couldn’t keep himself from blushing. He could honestly cry. He could have never in a million years imagine this.

“Me too … believe me when I say talking to you is the highlight of my day”. You guys stayed like this just looking into each other’s eyes. But he noticed you were also looking at his lips. But he didn’t know if you looked at his disgusting scar or if you wanted him to kiss you. So he took the chance and slowly leaned in. But suddenly it thundered. And it started to rain heavily. Of course it had to rain. You guys quickly got up and he took your hand running to find the nearest shelter that wasn’t a tree. You guys found this little ally that was covered. The ally was really small though and to your luck you wore a white dress and you got so wet it started to be see-through. It didn’t took Shigaraki long to noticed and out of respect he looked away. You covered your self and utter a small sorry. He quickly took off his jacket and covered you with it.

“Don’t be” he smiled at you. And at this moment this man had a chock hold on you. How sweet could he be. No one has ever treated you so nicely before. So before you could think you grabbed his face and smashed your lips into his. It took him by surprise but it didn’t take him long to pull you close and return the kiss. This feeling was indescribable. He felt so hot against your body you didn’t wanna let him go. But soon you guys had to to catch some air. So you pulled away and looked at each other. You bid you lip and giggled burying your face into his chest. He hugged you and chuckled at your sudden shyness. You looked up at him and said.

“My place is right around the corner do you wanna come over dry up and wait till the rain died down”

He eagerly nodded so you took his hand and made your way to your place. He wore his gloves and wondered if you noticed them. You haven’t mentioned anything which was good. At your place you took your shoes off and led him in. He curiously looked around he always wondered what the rest of your house looked like. You handed him a towel and a washcloth leading him to the restroom.

“Just put your clothes in the dryer and press this button they be done in a couple of minutes” you explains to him.

“Oh and if your done before me just wait in the living room I’ll turn on the tv and don’t be afraid to make yourself at home”

“Thanks I will”

You went into your bedroom and showered and got dressed in some comfy clothes. You went out into the living room where he was sitting on the couch watching some random anime.

“Are you hungry I was going to order something ?”

He wanted to say yes but he barely had 5 bucks in his pockets. You could see his distressed look and could tell he wasn’t sure how to answer.

“Oh and don’t worry it’s one me you got me the flowers so I’ll get dinner. I know this really good Thai place let’s order there” he was glad you were quick in deciding so you guys ordered and you sat next to him watching a movie.

But to be honest you couldn’t concentrate on the movie. You kept thinking about the kiss and looking over at him. You wanted him to kiss you and to touch you. You imagined all kind of perverted things you wanted him to do to you. You felt like a pervert thinking about him like that. But you couldn’t help it he just had such a strong effect on you that you stated to rub your thighs together. So you decided to be bold and sit on his lap. He looked at you with big eyes not exactly knowing what to do. “Is this ok?” You asked looking up at him. He nodded and leaned in to kiss you. His hands quickly found their way to your hips messaging them. Your arms were around his neck playing with his hair. Your nails tangled in his blue locks it felt so good he moaned into the kiss. This made you grind yourself down on his crotch. His grip on your hips tightened pulling you even closer. Running his hands on the side of your body over your ass squeezing it which made you moan into the kiss letting his tounge slip into your mouth. At this point you were soaking wet. You pulled away to catch some air and to that he latched himself onto your neck making sure to leave a mark. You moaned his name to which he bucked his hips up into your already soaking crotch.

“Where’s your bedroom” he asked in between kisses. You told him where it is so he picked you up off the couch with ease. You wondered what was beneath his sweater. He threw you on the bed climbing on top of you making you feel so small. He started kissing you again massaging your sides and sliding his hands up your torso groping your tits. Slightly pinching the nipple making you cry out. He looked at your for consent to take your shirt off to which you nodded eagerly making him smile at how cute you are. He kissed his way all the way down from your collarbone to your stomach. Taking your pants off messaging your thighs. Leaving bite marks. You pull him in closer to take off his shirt so you wouldn’t feel so exposed. He kinda stopped you. You gave him a concerning look.

“You don’t wanna see that”

He mumbled which made your heart sink that he thought of himself that way. You kissed him running your hands up his arms to his neck pulling him close.

“I want to see all of you … please”

At your words he let you take his shirt off averting his gaze ready for you to pusch him away from you for all his disgusting scars and skin problems. But you started to kiss his chest. Running your hands along his abs down to his belt. You whispers into his ear how handsome he was and how much you wanted him. Biting at his neck leaving marks. This made his cock painfully hard already leaking precum. He pushed you back down going down on you and pulling your panties off latching himself onto your lips slurping up all your juices making you moan out his name.

“You’re so fucking wet all for me hm?”

“Y-yes yes all for you -please”

He put two of his fingers in your mouth making you slightly gag at their size. He made you suck on them. He pulled them out of you pushing one of them into you making you arch your back. Soon adding the second one massaging your insides curling them. Making your moan and squirm. He holds you down by your thighs and going faster. You’re squeezing down on him making him wonder what you feel like on his cock.

“I’m gonna cum Tenko” you whimperd out grabbing at his hair pulling him closer suffocating him.

“Cum for me baby” and at his word you came all over his face pulling his hair and arching your back letting out loud moans. He kissed your thighs asking if you were ok. You giggled at him tasting your self on his lips. You unbuckled his belt taking off his pants.

“So eager” he growled into your ears giving you goosebumps. He pulled down his boxers making his hard cock slap against his stomach. You looked at it with big worried eyes. You didn’t expect him to be so big. You looked up at him. And he new what you thought. You looked up at him and said.

“I’ve never… ehm done it before”

You averted your gaze afraid of his judgement. But what you didn’t see Shigaraki was looking at you in shock. How has no one ever made love to you and made your feel good. AND you let him be your first time. That he was a virgin is no surprise but the way he treated you and made you cum your didn’t think that. Which made your feel inexperienced. So he kissed your forehead smiling at you.

“It’s ok I’ll be gentle ist my first time too” the last part he kinda whispers but you heard him clearly.

You kissed him smiling at him letting him know he can start now. He aligned himself with your entrance slowly pushing in. You winced in pain burring your face into your pillow. He kissed your cheeks and tears away. Slowly pushing all the way in making you moan out and scratch his back. He growled biting your shoulder trying not to come on the spot. You were so tight and warm squeezing him so good. He let you adjust to his fat cock. Kissing you so softly. Massaging your thighs.

“Please move“ You whimperd out. And he did groaning in your ear because of how tight you’re squeezing him. From the beginning he was hitting all your right spots making you moan out his name clawing at his back. Tears streaming down your face because of how good he makes you feel. He is cursing under his breath and praising you. Saying stuff like

„you feel so good“

„So pretty“

„Mine“

„Taking me so well“

„You sound so pretty“

It drove you wild. But he was still holding back so you told him to go faster.

„Please Tenko don’t hold back - go faster please feels so good“

And he did he grabbed your hips harshly holding you down and thrusting into your soft spunky walls. Making you cry out and a white ring forming around the base of his cock. You slid your hand down in between your hot and sweaty body’s rubbing your clit. He noticed and replaced your hands with his large calloused ones roughly rubbing your clit. Your eyes crossed at this your tongue hanging out and brain going numb. He grinned at the sight of you knowing how dumb he’s fucking you. He could tell you were about to come the way you were squeezing him.

„Cum for me baby cum on my cock you slut“

You threw your head back and arched your back cumming on his cock squirting all over him. This was the sexiest thing he has ever seen. The way you claw at him the faces you make and the way you moan his name. He finally has you. Making you feel this good is just pushing his ego. You felt him pull out but wrapped your legs around his waist pushing him back in.

„Please baby cum inside me“

And how could he deny you. He moaned so loud if he wasn’t so high on the feeling of your wall squeezing him he would have been embarrassed. He fell on top of you nuzzling his face into your neck. Leaving soft kisses. After some time embracing each other he rolled off you laying on his back pulling you on top of him.

„Are you ok?“ he asked to make sure your ok. You lifted your head up looking into his red orbs. Smiling at him and just above a whisper answers with a tired yes. Reaching your hand out to caress his face. Even tho he just fucked the shit out of you he was blushing and acting all shy. You put your head back down listening to his heart beat. His hands running up and down your body. You could stay like this forever. But then you remembered the food you guys ordered.

„Come on let’s take another shower before the food gets here“ you giggled. You sat up him following your lead. You got up but stumbled not being able to hold yourself up. He caught you and picked you up bridal style. You let out a little shriek holding on to him.

„Don’t worry bunny I won’t drop you“

You guys took another shower together and got dressed and ate your food Continuing the movie you started. After you finished you talked some more cuddled and kissed just enjoying you guy’s time. You asked him to stay the and he gladly agreed.

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You woke up before him. Looking at his sleeping form. It made you smile remembering last night. But you had to wake him even though you could watch him sleep for hours he’s so cute. It was Sunday and on Sunday’s you usually streamed earlier then usual. So you shook him awake and told him that you are going to make breakfast and had to stream in a bit but he could keep on sleeping if he wants too. He gave you a sleepy nod and you kissed his cheek making your war into the kitchen. After you finished cooking and eating you started streaming. About 30 mins in a sleepy shigaraki woke up looking for you. He had no memory of you waking him up and making breakfast. He walked into your streaming room.

“Yeah that was pretty f-“ you saw him in your camera and quickly turned it away and muted the mic panic on your face. Thank god he was so tall and your viewers could only see his lower half. Your viewers went crazy flooding the comment section. You quickly got up pushing him out of your room. Only then he realized what happend when he so your stressed expression and cheeky smile. And the only thing he said was “oops”. While grinning at you kissing your forehead.

(A/N: This is my longest fic I have ever written if you want to let me now if you liked it ;) rebloggs are welcome and pls leave request!!!!)

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dark-elf-writes · 5 months

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First off, Shouta just giving up and accepting the fate and then proceeding to match and/or attempt to exceed the Rehab Class' feral level is... on brand. He would.

(I can only imagine 1-A's horror as they watch their already-feral teacher go more feral, only to later end up saying "heck it" and joining him.)

Secondly, all the stuff with Aizawa actually being a sky really made me wonder... Would that ever have an impact on Kurogiri/Oboro's storyline? Would Izu and Tsuna's penchant for collecting other Skies eventually rub off on Tomura?

Honestly, I'm just loving the AU (even if I'm unfamiliar with half of the crossover XD), so thank you so much for sharing with us!

Aizawa really said “if you can beat ‘em join ‘em” which is honestly pretty in character for him man would become a whole cryptid to cope with his crazy students.

There’s definitely more angst about it for sure. I haven’t decided yet if I want the bond to be broken signaling that Oboro is fully dead or if I want there to be like an echo of it and the angst of knowing he’s trapped and bfnsndnxndndn you know?

Oooo them trying to snag Tenko would be fun because it so very on brand for both of them (looking at Tsuna who keeps collecting people who tried to kill him) and it would also fuck over AfO’s brand so much.

I’m glad you’re enjoying it I’m having a lot of fun with it as well

#the elf talks #reborn #mha #bnha #katekyo hitman reborn #rehab class au

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scary-grace · 6 months

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Love Like Ghosts (Chapter 7) - a Shigaraki x f!Reader fic

You knew the empty house in a quiet neighborhood was too good to be true, but you were so desperate to get out of your tiny apartment that you didn't care, and now you find yourself sharing space with something inhuman and immensely powerful. As you struggle to coexist with a ghost whose intentions you're unsure of, you find yourself drawn unwillingly into the upside world of spirits and conjurers, and becoming part of a neighborhood whose existence depends on your house staying exactly as it is, forever. But ghosts can change, just like people can. And as your feelings and your ghost's become more complex and intertwined, everything else begins to crumble. (cross-posted to Ao3)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13

Chapter 7

There’s something wrong with your house, but you knew that when you bought it. As you drive down your street on the way back from work, there’s more wrong with it than usual. You’re not the only one who sees it. Keigo leaves off bitching about the fact that you used his credit card to buy everybody’s lunch and sits bolt upright in his seat. “Shit,” he says. “What is he doing out?”

You could ask the same question. You probably should. There’s a man standing just in front of your fence, barely leaning over it, and something is quite obviously wrong with him. You’d know it was Dabi even without Keigo’s reaction – half of Dabi is alive and human, and the other half of him is made of swirling smoke, filling gaps in his torso, on his right arm, on the lower half of his face. It’s horrifying to look at, but you’re equally horrified by what’s happening on the other side of the fence. Tomura’s there, fully materialized and clearly pissed off. You’ve never seen him go that far out into the yard before.

“Park here,” Keigo says, even though you’re only a few feet from the driveway. He’s out of the car before you’ve stopped rolling, and you barely manage to turn the keys before scrambling out after him.

You’re both in a hurry, but you’re both too slow. You hear Dabi say something indistinct, hear him laugh – and then he yelps. “Hey, what the shit? Let go of me!”

He’s leaned too far over the fence, and Tomura’s grabbed him by the front of his shirt. “Oh, fuck,” Keigo says. He bolts, and so do you – you grabbing Tomura’s hands and trying to peel them off, and Keigo seizing Dabi around his semi-immaterial waist and hauling him backwards. “Come on, let him go! What are you even going to do with him if you drag him in there?”

“Whatever I want,” Tomura hisses. “He came to my house. He asked for it.”

“What did he do?”

Tomura’s face flushes instantly. Dabi cackles, which is a mistake, because Tomura renews his grip on Dabi’s shirt and drags him forward again. Keigo’s not going to be able to convince Tomura to let go. There’s only one person in the neighborhood who regularly succeeds in convincing Tomura of anything. “Hey,” you say, and he looks at you. “Is this going to take long? I’m tired and we need to talk.”

Tomura lets go of Dabi, and Dabi and Keigo tumble back into the street, Keigo on the bottom. He swears, and so does Dabi, and two seconds later they’re in the middle of what Hizashi would call a domestic. “What the hell are you doing out here?” Keigo demands. “Somebody could see you!”

“So what? I don’t care. I look good.”

“You came out here to pick a fight, didn’t you?” Keigo looks honestly pissed. You’ve lived here for a year, and you haven’t seen him get mad like this before. “You’re crazy. That guy could kill you. He could turn you to dust in two seconds flat and you came out here like an idiot to poke him through the fence with a stick!”

You’re pretty sure Keigo’s using a metaphor. Tomura doesn’t know how metaphors work. “He didn’t poke me with a stick,” he says. “He came over here and he wouldn’t shut up –”

“I was helping! He’s out here trying to get laid and he can’t even figure out where to put his –”

Suddenly you understand why Tomura looks so pissed and uncomfortable. Keigo gets it, too. “You’re out of your mind,” he explodes. He struggles out from underneath Dabi, grabs him by the shoulders, and shoves him down hard in the street. “I could tell them all kinds of stories about things you couldn’t figure out! Do you want me to go there? Really?”

“Go for it. Maybe he’d learn something!”

Three posts in your fence shatter, blasting outwards. You’re pretty sure Tomura can’t leave the property without demolishing the entire house, but Phantom’s in the yard, too, so you move to block the hole. “That’s enough,” you snap. “Dabi, it’s great to finally meet you. Stay the fuck away from my house.”

“You should be thanking me,” Dabi says. His mouth tilts in a leer that looks twenty kinds of wrong. “Seriously. I mean it. At least now you know for sure that he knows what his –”

Another few panels in your fence blow out. You can’t block both breaches at once, and as you’re trying to figure out what to do, the loudest voice you’ve ever heard blasts down the street. Keigo and Dabi quit fighting and clamp their hands over their ears, and the sound is loud enough to temporarily dematerialize Tomura. You cower, barely able to filter the words through the noise. “Just what do you clowns think you’re doing?”

It’s Hizashi. He’s loping down the street towards the four of you, smiling in a way that makes you want to run for your life. “This is cute,” he remarks. “Or it would be if you were a bunch of five-year-olds throwing a collective temper tantrum. As it is, it’s just sad.”

You’re still pretty much scared shitless, but you don’t like being talked down to. “Do you think anybody’s having fun over here?”

“You clearly aren’t. I feel a little bad for you,” Hizashi says. “Unfortunately, since this circus act contains your monkey, you’re involved, too. Want to tell me what you all are fighting about?”

No one says anything. Dabi’s dropped the I-was-helping act. He looks legitimately wary of Hizashi. “Here’s what I think happened,” Hizashi says. He takes a few steps closer, right into the middle of the mess on the sidewalk. “I think Dabi got jealous that somebody else is happy and came over here to start trouble. Then I think Tomura displayed his standard piss-poor self-control and rose to whatever pathetic bait Dabi offered, at which point you two got home –”

He points at you and Keigo. “And got right in the middle of it. Did I get all that right?”

“Not jealous.”

“You think we can’t all feel it?” Hizashi laughs. “The only people who can keep secrets on this street are the humans. I know the two of you aren’t too stupid to know that.”

“Call me stupid one more time and I’ll end you,” Tomura snarls. “I didn’t start this!”

“Do you think I give a shit who started it?” Hizashi’s voice rattles your bones. “I care about the exposure, and so should the two of you! You aren’t the ones who will suffer if we’re found.”

“Nobody’s going to find us.” Tomura dematerializes slightly, and for the first time, you feel his influence extend, dark and purposeful, spreading over the neighborhood and out into the wetlands that surround it. “Nobody can see past me.”

“No, but anybody driving by can see the scar wraith prancing around in the street.” Aizawa’s here now, too. When you look up the street to the purple house, you can see the front door hanging open, Shinsou and Eri peering out. “Did you find it?”

For a second you’re not sure who he’s talking to. Then you realize he’s looking directly at you, and that he and Hizashi are both standing between you and your car. If you can’t get the documents before they can, they’re not going to tell you and Keigo anything. You look at Keigo, panicked, and Keigo starts running interference. “Did you know her boss is a ghost? Big-time one.”

“I knew that,” Tomura snaps. “He snuck into my house.”

“You let a ghost in your house?”

“He’s so human he barely counts,” Tomura says dismissively. You and Tomura are going to have a talk later about the fact that he knew Mr. Yagi was a ghost and didn’t say anything, but right now, you’ve got a job to do. You inch carefully towards your car. “The weakest ghost I’ve ever seen. Even weaker than your kid.”

You add another item to the list of things you have to apologize to Aizawa for. “I’m less concerned with Eri’s strength as a ghost than with her happiness as a person,” Aizawa says coldly. You duck around him and pry open the trunk of your car. “I don’t expect you to understand something like that. I – what are you doing?”

You’ve just lifted the carton full of documents out of your car. “Book it,” Keigo shouts.

You duck around Aizawa again and lurch through one of the two holes in your fence, not stopping until you’re well into the yard. Hizashi tries to follow you, but Tomura’s influence blocks his way. You see him think about testing it, but then he takes a careful step back, baring his teeth in a feral grin. The grin is aimed at you. “You’re going to bring those out here,” he says. “You won’t understand them.”

“I understand enough,” you say. “You’ll get them when you tell us the rest.”

“You don’t get to keep us in the dark,” Keigo says. He’s finally picked himself up off the street. “You two aren’t the only ones who stand to lose something here. We’ll trade you. Everything we know for everything you do.”

“And where is this exchange supposed to take place?” Aizawa asks. He looks pointedly from one side of the street to the other. “Neither of your houses are particularly friendly territory.”

“My human’s not going to your house.” Tomura’s voice rasps painfully through the air. “Outside, where I can see. Here.”

“In the street,” Hizashi says skeptically.

“That’s what I said.”

“My human’s not going to your house, either,” Dabi says. He gestures with one half-materialized hand at your end of the street. “Here.”

“Fabulous! You two dimwits can actually agree on something!” Hizashi’s laughter is harsh. “Tonight, then. Neutral territory. In fact, invite everybody. We’ll call it a block party.”

He’s being sarcastic, but you decide to run with it. “Good idea. We’ll need to tell everybody anyway.”

You text the ghost friends chat standing on the porch, the box of documents sitting safely behind you. Phantom is investigating the holes in the fence, and Tomura keeps shooing her back into the yard. “Come on. Don’t make me hold you upside down. You know you don’t like that.” Phantom tries to nose around Tomura again, completely fails, and whines. “See? You’re not getting out. Go back.”

Phantom trudges back towards you, dejected. “You’d better apologize to your human,” Hizashi says to Tomura. “That fence won’t fix cheap.”

Tomura ignores him. You set the start time of the block party at 8pm – two hours from now. “Between now and then, everyone needs to calm down,” you say. “I don’t know everything, but I know enough to know it’s important. Let’s not mess around with it.”

“You’re the one suppressing the evidence, sweetheart.”

“Zashi,” Aizawa says, or warns. “I agree. We miscalculated initially. This concerns the neighborhood. The neighborhood should work together to address it.”

“Yep.” Keigo brushes dust off himself. Dabi extends one hand to help and Keigo swats it away. “See you at eight.”

“Eight,” you agree. You pick up the documents and bring them inside.

Once the street clears, you park your car in the driveway, retrieve your backpack, and spend a few minutes inspecting the damage to the fence. Unfortunately, Hizashi’s right. It’s not going to be a cheap fix, and until you can fix it, you can’t let Phantom into the front yard. It’s not the end of the world compared to everything else that’s just happened. You’re still not happy about it.

And you’re not the only one in the house who’s unhappy. Tomura’s unhappy, too. You’re not sensitive to his moods the way the ghosts are, but you’ve been living alongside him for the past year, and you’ve never picked up this feeling from him before. It’s something you want to deal with, but you’re not going to deal with it on the run. You change out of your work clothes, spend some time cuddling with Phantom on the floor, then sit down on the couch. “Tomura,” you say, “talk to me.”

“Was it because you’re scared?”

You blink. “What?”

“The guy from across the street.” Tomura’s materialized, sort of. He’s sitting in the corner of the room, one leg kicked out, elbow propped on his bent knee, chin propped on his hand. He’s not looking at you. “He says you did it because you were scared.”

Next time Dabi pokes his head out of Keigo’s house, you’re spraying him with the hose. “He thinks I made out with you in the kitchen because I was scared of you?”

“No. Because you were scared of what I’d do if you didn’t.”

Tomura’s never liked the idea that you’re scared of him, probably because there’s nothing he can do about it, and if he scares you too much, you’ll leave. You thought Dabi was just making fun of Tomura for his inexperience. You didn’t realize Dabi had gone for the throat, and your own throat tightens with nerves. You’re going to have to say this now, and you weren’t planning to say it ever. Maybe you should have been. “I’m not scared of you.”

“Liar.”

“I’m not scared of you,” you say again. Tomura rockets to his feet, visibly angry, but you don’t flinch. You don’t flinch when the lights flicker, when the couch lurches suddenly backwards across the floor. “I’m not scared of you, Tomura.”

“You were before! You said I couldn’t make you stop.”

“I was before,” you admit. “And you didn’t make me stop. I stopped on my own. If I was scared of you, I wouldn’t have kissed you.”

You don’t know where he is, but you know he’s in the room – and a moment later he’s in your lap, fully materialized. You were sitting cross-legged, and it must have looked like an invitation to him, because he settles in facing you with his legs hooked over your hips, his eyes intent on your face. “Prove it,” he says, almost desperately, and you kiss him first this time.

You hold his face in your hands, just like you did yesterday, and kiss him slowly, deeply. Slow is good. Deep is good. Neither of those things say that you’re rushing to get it over with, that you’re avoiding getting too involved. You’re not scared of kissing him. You weren’t scared when he blew the fence apart. When he was furious, when he was doing his level best to drag Dabi into the yard and kill him, you weren’t scared of him then, either. You tried to stop him. You didn’t feel even a flicker of fear that he might turn his anger on you.

Lots of things still scare you about the world of ghosts and conjurers. One of those things lives at the top of the street and is probably out for your blood. But you’re not scared of Tomura. Not anymore.

When you draw back, Tomura’s staring at you wide-eyed. His face is flushed again, a totally different flush than the angry one he wore at the fence, and he’s breathing hard. You can’t get over the breathing thing. “Why do you breathe when you don’t need to?”

“When I’m embodied. My body needs things. Like – that.” Tomura makes an awkward gesture, and you resign yourself to going over basic sex vocabulary with him in the near future. “And breathing. You’re not scared of me?”

“I’m not scared of you,” you say. “But I’m mad at you for blowing up my fence.”

“It’s my fence. I can blow it up if I want to.” Tomura sounds like an asshole, like he always does, but the look on his face is the total opposite. You’ve never seen him look like that. “If you’re not scared of me, what are you?”

You don’t really know. You know what you almost said to him when you were hanging up the phone, but that wasn’t right. It couldn’t have been right. “If I want to kiss you again, does it really matter?”

“No,” Tomura decides. He kisses you again. He’s a lot better at it already. Then again, you’ve given him a few chances to practice.

Even if he’s getting better at kissing, Tomura’s still hypersensitive, and it’s not long before he’s squirming in your lap. Last time you were fine with him grinding against you, but this time, you have something else in mind. “I want to help you,” you say. You shove at him until he tips out of your lap, then slide to the floor – at which point Phantom charges you, ready to play. You detour for a second to trap her in the office with a bone to chew on, then come back. Tomura is still sitting there, staring at you. “Is that okay?”

“Help me?” Tomura’s tongue darts out to moisten his lips. “How?”

You sink to the floor in front of him, nudge his legs apart. “I’m going to use my mouth.”

You wait to see if Tomura will protest. He doesn’t. When you reach up to unbutton his pants, he helps you, his cold hands scrabbling unsteadily at yours until his hard cock springs free. Looking at it, you have to wonder how much control ghosts have over what their bodies look like when they materialize. He’s – sizable. You’re not sure your mouth is up to the task.

Only one way to find out. You lean in for a few delicate licks, and almost instantly you have to bring your weight to bear against Tomura’s thighs to keep him from bucking upwards and giving you a nosebleed. He whines in protest, but you ignore it in favor of giving him something else to think about. You’re a bit out of practice with blowjobs, and this is Tomura’s first, ever. There’s nothing wrong with easing into it a bit, and ease into it you do, pressing messy, openmouthed kisses to the tip of his cock until he’s whimpering for more.

“Please,” he says. You don’t know how you wound up with such a needy ghost, but it’s hot – so much hotter than the men you’ve been with before, who kept it to a few brief grunts and hard, unasked-for pressure on the back of your head. “I need it. I need more. You – ah –”

You take him into your mouth slowly, trying not to gag. There’s no way you can take it all, so you supplement with your hand, trying to replicate the same pressure and warmth. You’ve still got Tomura’s thighs pinned, and you feel his muscles trembling, trying to hold himself still, trying to hold himself together. You glance sideways and see his fingernails digging furrows into the couch cushions. The thought occurs to you that you should take his hand, hold it, but that’s weird. You’re not that weird. You might be giving a blowjob to the ghost that lives in your house, but you’re definitely not that weird.

Another thought occurs to you, and you draw back, trying to ignore the agonized gasp that escapes Tomura’s mouth. “The others. Do they know how you’re feeling right now?”

“Trying to hide it.” Tomura speaks through gritted teeth. “I can from the younger ones. Not the adults. I can’t. Not all the way –”

“Don’t try,” you say. Tomura’s eyes widen. His pupils are so dilated that you can barely see his red irises. “Let them know. I’m not scared of you. This is how not-scared I am.”

By “them”, you mean Dabi, and Tomura knows it. A lopsided grin crosses his face. You hold his gaze and lower your mouth to his cock again, watching as the smile slips from his face, seeing how fast the desperation settles back in. This is the first time you’ve had anything approaching a decent view of him as he goes to pieces, and it’s incredible. Your own heart is racing, and the sheen of sweat beginning to coat your skin has nothing to do with the effort you’re expending to hold him down. Part of you is wondering when you got so submissive. But as Tomura moans and writhes beneath your mouth, you realize that it’s not submission – it’s power. You’re capable of doing this to him. All of this – the sounds, the shaking, the impotent jerks of his hips – is because of you, and it’s making you absurdly wet.

Most guys know to warn the person blowing them that they’re about to come, but you figure you can’t count on that for Tomura, and you’re right. He holds out longer than you’re expecting him to, probably in an effort to keep sticking it to Dabi as long as possible, but his resolve snaps with next to no warning. You try to take him as far down your throat as you can, to limit your initial exposure to ghost cum, and it sort of works. There’s texture to it, but no taste, just like there’s no taste when you kiss him.

You draw back, rubbing the corner of your jaw to work out the ache, and look him over. He’s sprawled out on the couch, shirt hiked up, pants undone, and fading rapidly. Part of you feels weird letting him dematerialize looking like such a mess, and even though the rest of you is way too proud of the mess you made of him, you duck back into button his pants again, straighten out his shirt. Then, as you’re pulling away, he grabs you, pulling you down into a kiss – which he vanishes in the middle of, leaving you to narrowly avoid a faceplant into the couch cushions. You collapse onto the couch sideways instead. “Asshole.”

Tomura laughs, low and raspy and breathless. “Stay down,” he says. “I’m not done with you.”

A jolt goes down your spine. “What –”

A pair of hands shove you over onto your back. Tomura’s not anywhere close to completely materialized, but you can feel the shadow of his weight on top of you, settling between your legs, forcing them apart. “I already told you,” he says. His hands materialize, pulling at the waistband of your pants. “I want this. You want it, too. That’s why you look like that.”

You think of the heat in your face, the racing of your heart. Your days of hiding behind a fever are over. “Wait,” you gasp, as Tomura yanks at your underwear. “Let me do it. You can watch. I’ll show you –”

“I don’t need to watch.” Tomura materializes just enough for you to see a smirk on his face. “I’ve been watching. I just didn’t know what it was for.”

For a moment you’re confused. Then you remember that you got off by yourself in your house plenty of times before you realized there was a ghost in it. Tomura seizes the opportunity left by your temporary confusion. His hand, ice-cold, slides down into the heat between your legs. You startle and so does he. “It’s wet.”

“Yeah.” Your face is miserably flushed. “That’s a good thing.”

His smirk shifts into a smile, but it turns feral at the same time, so it’s not much of a relief. His fingers dive back between your legs and you brace yourself. Most men don’t know how to finger properly. Porn doesn’t usually teach it well. Tomura is new at this. It’ll either be bad and you’ll have to fake, or mediocre and it’ll take forever. There’s no way –

But Tomura hasn’t been watching porn. He’s been watching you, and that means he knows everything – how you like to tease yourself, how long it takes you to wind yourself up, what you do when you’re done playing around. But you don’t need winding up after everything that’s already happened, and the novelty of someone else touching you makes everything more intense. Even the coldness of Tomura’s fingers sends an extra jolt of pleasure through your body. They’re the perfect length, just like you thought they’d be. The right angle and the right pressure and a flush of heat tears through your entire body.

Tomura’s watching you closely. Different parts of him keep materializing and fading, and you know he’s drained too much of the available life-force to hold his physical form together. But you can see his face. He looks proud of himself, almost gleeful, the expression growing clearer every time you gasp or moan or grab a fistful of the couch cushions to ground yourself. “Don’t look so smug,” you manage.

“Why not?” Tomura vanishes from view, but his hands are still moving between your legs – and a moment later, his voice rasps against your ear. “That’s what you do when you touch me.”

Is it? You find it in yourself to be embarrassed at the thought, only for it to be wiped away as Tomura pairs a crook of his fingers with a well-timed stroke of your clit. You squirm and cry out, and Tomura, asshole that he is, does it again. And again. You don’t have to see his face to know he’s grinning openly, way too pleased with himself. “Next time –”

“Don’t talk about next time,” you hiss. “There’s not going to be a next time unless you quit messing around and make me come.”

Tomura doesn’t materialize, but you can tell he’s alarmed at the prospect. He starts to finger you in earnest, fingers curling at the end of each push, his other hand brushing your clit. You feel the bottom drop out of your stomach, feel your entire body begin to tense, and grasp desperately for a way to hide your face. If your partner was human, physically present, you’d bury yourself in their shoulder. As it is, you find yourself hiding behind a throw pillow as Tomura makes you come for the first time.

His hands slip away, and you let your shaking legs fall closed. Tomura pries at the pillow over your face. “I want to see,” he complains. “Let me see.”

“Shouldn’t you be dematerialized by now?” You can’t stay with a pillow over your face forever. You know that. But just a few more minutes. Just until you don’t look like what just happened actually happened. “Let it go.”

“Why can’t I see?”

“If you see, everybody sees. Humans are the only ones who can keep secrets around here.”

“We can feel how each other feels. We can’t see what each other sees,” Tomura says, like what you just said is the dumbest thing he’s ever heard. “If I had to see whatever the bastard across the street is seeing, I’d go blind.”

He stops yanking at the pillow for a moment. His voices goes quieter. “Besides, even if they could see, I wouldn’t let them. This is mine. Nobody gets to see this but me. Let me see it.”

You lift the pillow away from your face at last and find Tomura looking intently at you. He’s visible but insubstantial, almost transparent, but his eyes are fixed on your face. You’d call that stare blank if you weren’t familiar with Tomura’s expressions by now. You know this one. He’s calm. He only looks like this when he’s looking at something he likes, and it makes you edgy. “Well?”

“I’m not sharing,” Tomura says. “You can’t leave until it wears off.”

“You really think I’d go out looking like this? No way.” You sit up, realizing that you’re a little lightheaded. You can’t tell if that’s the ghost sex or if it’s just been so long since you had regular human sex that you’ve forgotten how it goes. “Besides, I have a lot to do. These documents aren’t going to sort themselves.”

You wash your hands, wash your face, rinse your mouth to get rid of the last of the cum texture, then let Phantom out of the office. She’s done with her bone and mad at you, so you take her out to the backyard to play, noting as you do that while nothing in the yard is dead, there’s a whole swathe of plants missing from the wetlands. You thought Tomura could only drain things that were actually in the yard, but maybe you were wrong about that. Either way, he at least left your garden alone. Looking at the dead zone in the wetlands just confirms a conclusion you’ve been kicking around: The two of you are going to need to put a lid on the sex thing. There aren’t enough bugs in the neighborhood to let this happen regularly.

When you come back in, the documents are all over the kitchen table. Tomura is going through them, and you cringe when you remember what else his hands were doing. “Please tell me you washed your hands.”

Tomura ignores you. “I saw it,” he says. “It was here. It was just here –”

“What was?” You shoo him away from the table and start organizing the documents yourself. “Did you see something?”

“My name.” The cold deepens, quickly enough that you get a chill. “The old one.”

You stop sorting the documents and look at him – what little of him you can see. “You have more than one name?”

“I did. I thought I did.” His hands are all that’s visible, but you can see he’s scratching his neck. “I don’t know. My head hurts –”

You’ve never heard him say that before. It makes you worried, and all of the things you could do to help a human with a headache are things you can’t do for Tomura. “Don’t look at it anymore,” you say. “Go hang out with Phantom. She’ll help. She always helps me.”

The cold drapes itself over you, then slips around you, heading for the living room where Phantom is napping. You return your attention to the documents you brought home, splitting them up into multiple piles. You ended up printing off everything the database had on Chisaki and Akaguro as well as the other three. Hopefully, handing the Chisaki file off to Aizawa and Hizashi will rebuild the bridge you torched this afternoon.

Thinking about the whole scene on the sidewalk leaves a bad taste in your mouth. Sure, it’s Dabi’s fault for antagonizing Tomura on purpose, but Tomura didn’t exactly de-escalate the situation, and the fight Dabi and Keigo got in was painful to watch – and probably worse to be part of. And when Hizashi showed up, it was like he was trying to ratchet up the tension even higher. Tomura’s decently antisocial and you’re pretty sure Dabi is a sociopath, but Hizashi can function in society, maintain a relationship, and be a parent. He should have known better than to do what he did. Why didn’t he?

Because he’s scared. The answer clicks into place in your head, and it all starts to make sense. This conjurer thing, whatever it is, has a former ghost who still has some of his powers so spooked that he forgot how to do social skills and started throwing his weight around with the two most volatile people in the neighborhood. You withholding the documents even temporarily probably just iced the cake.

You might not have started the fight, but you didn’t handle it particularly well. You gather the information on Chisaki (deceased) and set it aside for a peace offering. Then you start in with the Garaki and Shigaraki files. Garaki and Shigaraki. They sound like a comedy duo.

The block party kicks off at 8pm sharp, and based on what you can hear from inside the house, everybody’s there. You can smell food cooking – somebody brought a grill, and food to put on it – and the sound of kids laughing, the raucous cackles of Jin’s younger siblings and Eri’s soft, squeaky giggles. This was your idea. You need to get out there. You stack the documents in the box again, in order, and speak up to the house at large. “I’m heading out. I’ll tell you everything when I get back.”

“I can hear it. And I don’t care.” Tomura’s voice is flat. “The rest of them don’t matter. You and the dog. That’s what I care about.”

“Phantom loves the neighborhood,” you counter. “And I like it, too. It would be sad here if everyone was gone.”

Tomura makes an irritated sound. “Go, then. I don’t care.”

You put Phantom on her leash and make your way to the front door, pulling it open. “I’ll be back soon,” you say to Tomura. And then, because you’re stupid: “I wish you could come with me.”

“Don’t be stupid,” Tomura says, just like you expected him to. You start down the front steps, Phantom trotting at your side.

He doesn’t speak until you’re at the gate, and when he does, it’s so quiet you can barely hear him. What he says chills your blood, makes you afraid again – not of him, but because of him, because of what it could mean. “Me, too.”

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Shigaraki x F. Reader

Italics will be used to indicate the reader’s thoughts.

Contents: inaccurate portrayal of psychology, brief and vague mentions of abuse, mental illness, self-harm, suicide, and violent thoughts in general.

“He is a very dangerous man, Doctor. Murdered his own family in cold blood. And now, poor Dr. Koda..” the sound of [Name]’s low heels echoed around the solemn walls of Musutafu’s Institution for the Criminally Insane. She’d heard about the fate of her predecessor; took his own life, right after stealing and destroying all the files on his patient Shigaraki Tomura. The security guard, a stout man, walked too close for comfort, struggling to keep up with her large strides. “You have family, Mr. Itō?” [Name] gazed down at his flushed face; her eyes centered on the crumbs that sprinkled his tie. He worked the night shift and was probably snacking on chips from the vending machine. “Uh yes-! Three children and a wife.” Biased opinion. He got that lovesick face that made her insides twist. [Name] wondered what that was like; perhaps she’d have to ask him more questions later on. Arriving at the cell, the young psychiatrist had tuned out the babbling man—she didn’t have to listen to know it was purely bad comments on her patient. Napoleon complex? She noted mentally.

Walking in, the first thing she saw was a seemingly young man. Shigaraki Tomura. Based on previous notes—those that hadn’t been destroyed—he would be about 21, though based solely on appearances such as his ratted hair and unkempt face, he was aged. Strapped to his thin body was a straight jacket; he had a history of aggression. Shigaraki eyed Mr. Itō with something akin to hatred, which was returned. [Name] stared at the two, knowing if the security guard stayed, Shigaraki would not open up. She accepted the chair offered to her, cautiously placing it in front of the bed, close but not too close. “Thank you, Mr. Itō, that will be all.” She didn’t look at him, her gaze focused on the man before her. “But-but doctor I can’t leave you alone with this-this.. monster.” [Name] smiled reassuringly, “I will be fine.” Though soft, it was a voice that left no room for argument, subsequently leaving the security speechless. Shigaraki gave him a mocking grin, his dry lips cracking at the motion. [Name] ushered the man, whose face was beginning to flush again, out before he could say anything. Shigaraki never took his eyes off her, a gaze with enough intensity to unnerve anyone. “You can call me Dr. [Surname].” He stared for a minute, “I can call you whatever I like.” Instigator. The comment flew over her like it was nothing as she sat, flipping through her clipboard. His antics wouldn’t work on her. “I will be treating you from now on, given the… unfortunate incident with your previous doctor.” Suicide. Shigaraki seemed amused, chuckling, “Unfortunate incident. I wonder who the next one will be..” Threatening. A pregnant silence fell between them as [Name]’s hand moved fast, scribbling down her thoughts.

“What brings you to me, Doctor?” She was aware that he was trying to take control of the session. “Your mental illness. I want to get to the root of the problem.” Her vocabulary was a bit.. “Mental illness..” he repeated, “Do elaborate, Doctor.” His voice was low and raspy, as if he’d screamed his lungs out. Still, it was demanded in a manner that indicated he’d jump [Name] if she said the wrong words. “How are you today?”

Shigaraki blinked, pausing, “I’m feeling delightful today..” Both engaged in a silent battle, analyzing one another. [Name] felt the weight of his gaze as he leaned forward, manspreading. The feeling of boredom he usually felt in these interviews wasn’t present; there was a sense of intrigue that the good doctor made him feel. Shigaraki’s crimson stare took in every aspect of her. She was.. beautiful. Eye-striking in the way that made people look twice. He grinned. She would drive the other patients crazy, even more so. “You’re very attractive Doctor.” Another pause. “What about you? How are you feeling?” “Do describe what you’re feeling. Why are you feeling particularly ‘delightful today’?” she quoted him, squashing his queries as if they were a mere fly to her. He gnawed at the skin on his bottom lip, savoring that controlled feeling of pain—like taking a blade to his mouth. At least two ulcers had formed inside; Shigaraki bit harder when he noticed [Name] taking notes. Self-harm.

“I just feel like today’s going to be great. Like everything is gonna go right.” More scribbling. “Is that so?” she looked up at him. As the dim light illuminated part of her face, Shigaraki observed that [Name] had a youthful face. The kind that made you think ‘Is she really a doctor?’

“Now it’s my turn. How old are you Doc?” Intrusive. Faux friendliness. Sighing, [Name] placed her clipboard down—still out of his sight. “Let me be clear. I’m the one who will be doing the questioning. We’re not here to talk about me.” She chided like a mother reminding her child not to eat dessert before dinner. Even so, there was a certain coldness, a present authority that she was not like his previous psychiatrist. It annoyed Shigaraki; if his arms were free, he would’ve already crossed them. “Fine.. Ask away.” [Name] cleared her throat before saying— it was more like she was reciting from memory, “You were institutionalized after being charged with murdering your family.” There was some disbelief to her voice.

Instantly, Shigaraki’s demeanor changed. Any smidge of him opening up, immediately shut down—a frown settling over his face as it darkened. “My father was a disgusting pig. An abusive alcoholic piece of shit who beat us daily.” [Name] listened intently, putting her pen down and actually seeing him, which made Shigaraki feel willing yet vulnerable. “You wanna know the worst part?” His veins pulsed with pure hatred. “I’m the one who’s locked up.”

“You’re right. It’s not fair.” She smiled calmly which caused him to continue; he didn’t trust her but it urged him to keep going, the words spilling from his lips. That’s all he could do at this point. “Fair would be getting revenge on that asshole.” “Well, he is six feet underground so I’d say that’s done.” [Name] was surprised when laughter erupted from his mouth like vomit. It had been too long. “You’ve got a dark sense of humor Doc, I like it!” She felt as if they were finally building a repertoire—“How would you react if I tried to kiss you?” All she heard was a record scratch on the inside of her mind, her sympathy dying and it took [Name] great effort not to twitch in disgust. For the first time, his attempts to break her calm façade seemed to be working. Shigaraki had a smug expression as she stated rather coldly, “I would call security and have them restrain you.” Her self-control was impressive, really, but he guessed it had to do with the professionalism that came with the occupation. If one dealt with all kinds of crazy, it would make sense to remain in quietude. Shigaraki prodded the bee’s nest, enjoying his therapy session, “What if there was no security to stop me? How long do you think it would take Itō’s short legs to reach this room?” This was it. He fed on their fear. It was the only way he’d be left alone. Except— “I’m stronger than I look.”

“Prove it then.”

He was daring her. His red eyes seized her figure, there wasn’t anything that showed immense signs of strength. Shigaraki hunched but if he were to stand to his full height, he’d be at least a head taller. Now.. if only these restraints could come off…

“Would you like to talk about your self-harm?” It was an emotional punch to the gut. “No.” Trigger. The scars on his neck and wrists spoke for themselves. The orderlies had previously informed her how Shigaraki fought every time against the restraints, creating deep lacerations. It usually took several strong men to hold him down. “Alright. Do you wish you didn’t exist?” Fuck. “I want to destroy everything. I want it all to disappear.” [Name] fought the urge to grin—she would surely look unwell, and it’d be inappropriate. “Do you remember killing your family?” It was easy to segue into another topic but conversation was, at last, steering in the direction she desired. “It was deserved. I went through Hell there..”

“Interesting…” Scribble, scribble. Her words did not reach his ears. “What did you just say..?” Shigaraki’s fingers twitched inside the jacket. “I said it’s interesting.” With hostility, “What is?” It was almost a hiss, full of venom that couldn’t wait to penetrate her skin. “It’s interesting to me that you can remember something you didn’t do. Police investigation revealed that your father killed your family. The only question that remained: who killed him?”

“What do you mean?” He gritted out. “Have I been locked in here for nothing!?!” Impaired memory. Those would be the last of her notes, the rest would be solely engraved in her brain. “No. You haven’t been here for nothing. You exhibit clear signs of severe mental illness, aggressive issues that endanger others and yourself, aaaand you’re the only suspect to your father’s murder. Not to mention your lacking cooperation and the manipulation of your previous psychiatrist that led him to destroy your files, conveniently, and kill himself. I would say that’s plenty for you to stay imprisoned.”

“And what? You think you can fix me?” In a honeyed voice, she answered, “Oh, I won’t fix you Shigaraki Tomura.” He raised a brow, “And why do you say that?” There was a slight bout of confusion in his scarlet eyes. [Name] smiled, practically seeing the cogs turning inside his mind. “You see, I need you to stay unfixable.” He was plagued by the desire to know, like an itch that needed to be scratched. And scratched. And scratched. Until it bled profusely. “Why?”

“Because I killed your father.”

The seriousness in her tone indicated the truth. [Name] stood up, dropping her clipboard onto her previously occupied chair, approaching Shigaraki. He remained silent. “Like you said, he was an abusive pig.” Unlike her initial serene demeanor, [Name] unmasked. Disgust. In her inflection, body language, facial expression. “He was my father too.” She chuckled when Shigaraki’s brow raised. “I’m only a few years older than you. He poisoned my mother with sweet words, and impregnated her before leaving. But prior to that, he hit her so hard she nearly died.” Her late mother was banged up against the wall, resulting in permanent brain damage. “I was born prematurely thanks to his parting gift. Anyway, I continued my life, taking care of my disabled mother, studying, cultivating a career and then I discovered him.” Her eyes shone, “Purely by accident, but I couldn’t believe it. God had granted me an opportunity.. Of course, I recognized him by one of the few pictures my mom kept. And that’s when I knew.” At the time, it was like an epiphany.

“So it was you who got rid of the scumbag. I’m only sorry I wasn’t able to end him myself.” He finally replied. “I made him suffer enough for a thousand lifetimes.” The hair on her arms stood as she recalled that night, smiling, which in turn made Shigaraki chuckle. [Name]’s fingers worked swiftly, undoing the straight jacket. “You’re a weird one, sis.” He stood up, stretching his long stiff limbs.

Without the obligations of acting like his psychiatrist, [Name] embraced her half-brother. Stunned by the sudden display of affection, it was a miracle Shigaraki didn’t react violently. It had been almost an eternity since he was given a genuine hug. He stared at her, thinking how easy it would be to crush her pretty little head. “Baby brother.. I need a favor.” He grimaced. How fucking cringe was she? Did she truly think this behavior would work? “What.”

Her nimble fingers pressed on his shoulders as she leaned closer, almost as if she wanted to become one. It was faint but Shigaraki caught a whiff of her perfume. It was.. soft on the nose. Flowers. Of fucking course she would use something like that. His arms wrapped around her form and she whispered, “I need you..to remain here.” Caged, like a dog. “Why would I do that?” His voice was low as his arms distracted themselves running across her back. She was soft. Everything about her was, except the sharpness of her tongue. “Will you do that? For me..?” It was annoying how easily she evaded his questions. He squeezed, smiling when he heard a small crack and a pained wheeze. “Just for you.” Shigaraki pulled back, grasping her face in his hands, a bit roughly, staring at those doe eyes that witnessed carnage and reveled in it. “I won’t escape. I’ll stay here,” he gestured, “in these shitty four walls for you.”

[Name] brimmed with excitement, it was difficult to contain it. She took hold of the hands that held onto her, and squeezed gently before pressing her cheek onto his palm like a cat seeking love, “Thank you brother. I will visit you often. As your ‘psychiatrist’ obviously. And when I find someone to take the fall for our father’s murder, I will vouch for you and secure your liberty.” She looked up at him, nearly batting her lashes, “It will take time… Do you trust me?” [Name] definitely inherited her looks from her mother.

“Yeah I trust you.”

This young woman was disarming in the vilest of ways. However, she was his golden ticket. Without [Name], freedom was but a myth. He could take her by force but the guards would never let him out. Even if he argued his innocence, Itō—who’d taken a liking to his beloved sister, would take her side immediately. Perhaps that’s where her sense of secureness and confidence came from.

“I want to crack open your skull and examine the remains.”

“I will take you away from all this.. but you need to be patient. Understand?” He nodded. “[Name]..” she blinked attentively, “I think you’re the first person I love…… I will do anything. I’ll wait as long as I have to, as long as it takes.” She smiled.

“This is our promise.”

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glassartpeasants · 11 months

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Lovely pt.03

Shigaraki Tomura xFReader x Overhaul

Warnings: Angst, death, spoilers,

A/N: Im go nap now. I kept my promise to that anon yee

~~~

Two months later (I don’t really know how much time had passed before Overhaul was introduced in the manga)

“So now that we know what’s going on with the Lov recently, we would perhaps make an ally with them. As you can see from the tv screen here, they're all over the news, and if they have our help and we have theirs, we would be able to be stronger and take over Japan and then everyone else that has those disgusting quirks.”

You looked at Overhaul from across the room as he showed you and everyone else the plan to be put into motion. He heard that from some sources that were on the roam. You were never one to disobey your boss, so you listen with open ears as you're glad that your mask hid the hearts in your eyes as you looked at him.

He was so brave! He treated you with at least some sort of respect. More than Shigaraki ever did. And that's why you respected him so much more.

“Okay, here is the plan, (Y/N) and Chrono, you will follow the person that picks me up and brings me to the LOV’s current hideout. Then once I reach there, call the others. If anything goes bad, pop out and protect me. Understood?”

“Yes, Boss!” You both said at the same time. You nodded at each other before getting ready for tonight's mission.

~~~

At the safe house

(Overhaul just killed Magne)

“MAGNE!” Everyone screamed. Compress ran towards Overhaul, ready to fight back, only to have his arm blown off by the masked man.

“Now!”

“That’s the signal!” You yell before bursting out of the wall. You and many others are coming to aid your young boss.

“Shield!” He yelled, and another subordinate was placed in front of him before Shigaraki killed him with one touch.

“Now, now, Shigaraki. I think we may be able to talk.” You knew what was coming as soon as Overhaul opened his mouth. He was gonna expose you like you guys talked about.

“You killed one of my team! How can I be able to listen to you-”

“Do you know, miss (Y/N)?” The room went silent. The League's eyes went wide as they looked at each other. You weren’t dead? How?! They looked for you for so long! Where were you?!

“What have you done to her?!” Toga yelled at him getting ready to slice him.

“Oh, nothing. Isn’t that right, Miss (Y/N)?” He looked at you, signaling you to take off your mask. Not one to disobey, you slowly unclasp your mask from your face before showing your face to the League. Gasps and wide eyes met you. You said nothing as you looked at all of them.

“(Y/N)? Is that you?” Toga asked. No matter how much you hated Shigaraki, Toga was like your little sister. You loved her and all her craziness. You looked at everyone. Everyone held a mixture of happiness to see you alive and sadness that you had started to work for the Yakuza.

“(Y/N)...” Your eyes turned to Shigaraki, whose eyes were wide behind Father.

He couldn’t believe his eyes. You were really here. You were really alive. He dragged that heavy burden of your death all those days just to see that you were alive but on the enemy’s team.

“Why are you on their team?! You should be on ours-”

“I’m gonna have to stop you right there, Shigaraki. See, let's get one thing straight.” You never called him his full name. You always said baby or Tomu. A stinging sensation erupted throughout his entire body.

“I can’t stand to look at your face. I can’t even stand your voice. What makes you think I’d ever want to work for you again? The only reason I would is for everyone else.” Everyone just stayed silent as they listened to you.

“But as you can see, I’m much more respected by them. I’m no longer seen as a burden. They helped me at my lowest while I was freezing to death in the cold rain, and for that, I owe them my life.” You said nothing afterward before turning around to look at Overhaul.

“Sorry if I talked out of turn or too much Overhaul.” You walk beside him and next to Chronostasis.

“(Y-Y/n), you can’t be serious right now!” Shigaraki looked at you with wide eyes from behind, Father. Watching you listen to that stupid fucker with the mask made him furious.

“I suppose we best be off. Think about what I said, Shigaraki.” Turning his back, Overhaul walked away, mentioning everyone to follow him as he flicked his business card towards Shigaraki. You heard everyone walking back as you stared at your old friends.

Reaching into your coat pocket, you grab what seems to be a bundle of letters. You place it on the ground before running after the man who had just killed Magne. Surely you wouldn’t have known what that fucker would do to her. Right?

~~~

“What’s upsetting you?” Your boss's voice cut through the fog that distracted you.

“Oh, just nothing. I just zoned out for a second. My apologies, Overhaul.”

“If this is about me hurting your old team, then I’m sorry for upsetting you.”

“It’s just a shame we lost people on both sides. Maybe I’m just being emotional. Regardless, thank you for seeing if I was okay.”

“Yes, now come along. I need you for a mission assignment.”

“Of course, Overhaul.”

Hopefully, he couldn’t see the tears from behind your mask. When you jumped in to protect him, your eyes immediately went to a bloody puddle and a familiar pair of pants.

You could feel your heart in your throat as you stared at your hurt and killed friends. Words couldn’t leave your mouth as you tried to make sense of it when you heard a pained grunt from your left.

Turning your head, you saw one of the recruits jump in front of Shigaraki. His skin slowly turned to an ashy yet bloody mess. Tears rimmed your eyes even more as you thought about the man who had just died before you.

You had gotten to know him from the time you were working under Overhaul. He had a family that he was taking care of. This was the only place that would hire a felon. He wanted to change for his unborn son, which was due any day. Give him what he didn’t have.

Now, he’ll never see him, and you’ll have to tell his wife what happened to the father of her child.

~~~

Returning to the new base was silent. No one spoke a word as they all tried to process the event that had happened.

You were alive after all these months. They’ve been so worried about you, fearing the worst. Knowing you were alive was a relief off their shoulders, yet stabbed their hearts as they looked at an empty seat that was once occupied by someone who should have come home with them.

No one wanted to touch your bundle of letters. They feared the contents inside them. Would it be loving? Hate-filled? They didn’t know.

They didn’t open the letters for about two days after what happened. It probably would have been longer if it wasn’t for Toga finally losing it and cutting off the binding that held them in place. She spread the letters across the table in search of hers. Soon everyone did too. A pang hit their hearts when they saw a letter with ‘Big Sis Magne’ written in your handwriting.

Knowing that it wasn’t a plan to kill her gave them a sense of clarity.

Everyone had a letter. Each was at least two pages long. All of them filled with loving words and sorry’s about you leaving them. Tell them you're proud of how far they have come since you’ve left. All of them except Shigaraki’s.

Looking at the words you’ve written on the page made his hands shake as a fury of emotions rushed through him: anger, sadness, love, heartache, everything in between as he read your handwriting.

Shigaraki

Read this carefully and to the end.

The day I met you, the sky was dark, and the air carried a slight nip. I remember running into you after stealing some jewelry for someone. You had your hood down so no one could see your face. You were carrying a new keyboard in one hand and kept the other hand in your pocket.

We bumped shoulders, causing each of us to drop our things. Well, I caught your keyboard while all the jewelry fell out of my pocket and onto the sidewalk's concrete.

I remember making eye contact with you. Your ruby eyes were so enchanting that I couldn’t help but try to get lost in them. I felt so safe looking into them. I didn’t even process who you were until you asked why I was staring instead of running and hiding.

I remember the look on your face when I told you that I thought you were beautiful. Your cheeks turned red as you tried to avoid staring at me. I could only giggle as I picked up my stolen goods before grabbing a pen I had stolen from the same place. Maybe it was fate that led me to you. You were so shocked when I gently held your hand to write my number on it. I didn’t have any paper, and despite being deadly, your hand was what I had used as a substitute.

It only took me three months to fall so madly in love with you. Everything about you was perfect to me. I loved how you smiled, how you got excited when you finished a game, and when a mission went as planned. Even the tiny things about you made me smile.

I remember telling you, 'I love you' for the first time. We sat in your bed, and I played with your hair. You slept so peacefully as you cuddled into me. How could I not want to express my feeling when you were in such a state of calm? I didn't think you'd hear me,

but you did.

I remember how happy I felt when you said it back to me. How tears fell from my eyes as I kissed you. Placing my hands on your face just to feel you even closer.

That night, was the night I gave my first to you. It was so special to me, and I thought it would be to you too. But the following day told me otherwise.

I remember waking up cold and trying to find your embrace, only to see you were in the bar, chugging down a drink at eight in the morning.

When I walked up to you, you gave me a look of annoyance. I didn't know what was wrong, so I tried to ask, only for you to tell me to mind my own business.

I was so confused. Why were you acting so terribly? Had I done something wrong? Why were you so upset? Was there anything I could do to make you feel better?

After that night, you looked at me and treated me differently. You were acting as if I'm such a bother. Telling me that You had better things to do.

You didn’t trust me anymore. Did you ever trust me in the first place? I don’t know.

Looking back on it now, I feel you just wanted a quick fuck. But you lacked the balls to end it. You fooled me into believing you loved me back. Such a heartless thing, even for a villain.

It didn’t help that you never bothered to hide your lust for others. I could see the way your eyes looked at them. I could hear the words you used to say to me leave your lips as you spoke them.

Was I really just a simple little toy that you could love and then throw me away? To me, the answer is yes. And I am a fool for thinking that we could have been the king and queen of villains, just like you always wanted.

I have no good words to leave you with. Thinking about you leaves a bad taste in my mouth, and writing this letter only continues to burn my already broken heart.

Karma always comes back. It may take a while, but I’ll wait for the day when you get what you deserve for breaking my heart.

-(L/N) (Y/N)

~~~

You sat in the bath, looking at the ceiling. A sickening feeling filled your body.

As you were walking around the compound on security duty, you heard the running footsteps of what sounded like a child. You turned your head only to see a little girl running towards you. Her eyes filled with fear and tears. Instantly, you go and try to comfort her and see what's wrong.

“Woah there, where did you come from?” You grab her, and she tries to escape, but you continue to assure her that you mean no harm. You could see her body wrapped up in what looked like bandages. A little horn adorned her head.

“Hey, hey. I’m not gonna hurt you. Now can you tell me where you came from and if you're okay?” The little girl struggled to hold back tears.

“I need to run! They’re gonna find me and take me back! They’re going to hurt me again! Don’t take me back!” Your heartbeat drummed in your ears as you tried to comprehend what she was saying. Who’s they? And what are they doing to this poor girl that's got her so petrified?

“Okay, what do they look like? Can you give me a description?”

“He has brown hair…and wears black button-ups when he sees me…a man in a white trench coat is always by his side too.” You felt like your whole world shattered again.

‘No…he couldn’t be that cruel…right?’ Your thoughts ran rapidly as you pulled the little girl in for a hug. You could feel her body shake as she hugged you back. Whispering sorry in her ear and how it’s going to be okay.

“Eri?!-Thank god you found her (Y/N). I thought she would have run off.” The sound of Chrono’s voice made both you and her freeze.

“What is this little girl doing in the compound? She’s covered in bandages and terrified!” You look at him with disdain through your mask.

“She’s Pop’s granddaughter. She was put in our care. She’s just a little clumsy and shy.” You saw him walking towards her, but you picked her up and held her close to you.

“Well. She’s a little shaken up. Maybe it’s best if she gets something to eat and takes a nap. She is a little girl, after all.” You could tell Chrono was slightly annoyed just by his body language, but you suppose he didn’t want to give up the charade of whatever he and Overhaul had going on.

“Fine. Let’s go to the kitchen and grab her a snack. Then she’s going back to her room.” It's probably the best you would get, so you decided not to push it.

“Where is her room? I can grab her snack and bring her back. I know you're probably busy.” You saw him clench his fists. He knew you were right, but he also knew that Overhaul would throw a fit.

“Its fine. I can take care of her. You don’t need to worry.” Please, please, just leave!

“Okay. It's on corridor C, the middle room of the hall.” With that, he left. He was walking back into the depths of the compound, leaving you and the little girl alone.

“There’s not much I can do right now. But I can get you something to eat. And maybe we can stop by my room to grab some candy before bringing you back to your room.” She looked at you sad but understood that you stood no chance against Overhaul in his compound.

You still couldn’t get her face out of your mind. Her fearful expression and how she tried to hold back her tears broke your heart. How could anyone make a child fear them so horribly?

It felt like your skin was dirty as the thought of working for someone that has hurt a little child. How long had it been going on? Was it really happening all underneath your nose? You barely visited C corridor, but you would’ve thought you’d hear a child.

Despite being a villain, you still had morals.

The thought of that child staying at the compound was bad enough, now with them hurting her? All for what? Bullets? God, you should have questioned what they made the bullets with more.

You couldn’t sit by knowing a child was getting hurt and you weren’t doing anything about it. There was a way to save her, but it’d likely cost you your life or might not even work.

But you had to try, right?

~~~

You managed to leave the compound under the guise of getting groceries. Your face covered in a mask as you look around, trying to find the nearest hero. Making it look like you happened to get arrested was the best idea you could muster. That way, it wouldn’t look like you had betrayed them originally until the very end.

“LeMillion, huh? Why did you choose that name?”

“Because I'm going to save a million!” Glimpsing past you, you see a green-haired boy, no older than 15 perhaps, and an older boy with blonde hair. You could have sworn they looked familiar.

Wait a minute.

That kid was the kid that beat Muscular! He was also at the sports festival! Him being tied to UA is perfect!

“Hey, you two.” The sound of your voice made them swivel their heads around to look at you.

“Oh! Can we help you, citizen?” They both held bright smiles, which gave you a feeling of hope.

“I need you guys to arrest me.”

“What?”

“It’s the only way. They won’t suspect anything if I'm arrested. I can’t say anything now. They have eyes everywhere.”

“Um…I don’t think we can arrest you without reasonable cause? Is that right LeMill-”

“Let’s just do it. I have a feeling it’s essential to hear what she has to say.”

~~~

Prison was a lot colder than TV led on. At least you had the cell to yourself and how heroes would stop by and give you updates. Today was like every other day since you’ve been in. About three months, you’d say. It felt like forever in reality.

The last thing you heard about the plans they were going to do was how they were going to raid the Shie Hassakai base. You felt terrible, not for anyone in there, but for leaving Eri alone for two months. Who knows what those monsters did to her while you were gone? It pained you, knowing this was the only way. Cause if you tried to run away with her, you’d be killed, and she’d be taken back. Who would save her then?

“Hey (L/N), you have a visitor.”

“Okay.” The sound of the door opening made you turn your eyes. They usually just talk to you through the bars. Why would they open the door?

“Do you know anything about the League of Villians like you did the Shie Hassakai?” Looking in the direction of the door, you see a detective of some sort standing in the frame.

“No. I haven’t met them. It's all the villains ever talk about, though.” You lied straight through your teeth. You’d rather burn than sell out the ones that actually mattered to you, even if you were in prison.

“Hmm, I see. Well, the heroes are doing the raid now. I know that part of your agreement to speak was for updates. I don’t know how it’s going, but I just wanted to ask you a few questions, if you don’t mind?”

“Do I have to?”

“If you do, I might be able to reduce your sentence. It’ll be like a plea deal.”

“Okay, fine. Throw them at me.”

~~~

The charges the detective said you had were much less than you thought. Then again, you suppose he didn’t know ALL the crimes you’ve committed during your years as a villain. Obviously, you weren’t going to tell him all of them, so you just agreed to whatever would get you out of the freezing pit of metal bars.

You only ended up getting about five years in prison. Not bad compared to what you’ve heard from others. A whole lifetime. Then again, some crimes were worse than yours.

Thinking about your sentencing, you heard footsteps coming down the hall and closer to your door. Figuring it was a guard to take you to dinner, you get ready to leave the cell.

“(L/N). You have a visitor. Make it snappy. Visiting hours end in 10 minutes.” You raised your eyebrow. Why would you have any visitors now? You weren’t expecting the detective back, and you had no friends or family that’d visit you.

Your eyes widen in shock as you see a familiar little girl pop out from behind the door.

“Eri?!” Walking slowly over to her, she ran towards you and wrapped her arms around you. You did the same as you felt a big relief lift off your shoulders.

“Oh, thank god! Your okay!” You feel tears fill your eyes. The plan worked. You might be stuck behind bars for a while, but now she’s okay.

“She insisted on coming to see you. She just got out of the hospital.” Raising your head, you see Pro-Hero EraserHead.

“Well, thank you. Where is she going to stay?”

“She’s going to stay with me for the time.”

“Your gonna be so safe, huh, Eri?” You feel her hug you harder.

“When are you gonna get out of here?”

“Oh. Haha, it won’t be for a while but don’t worry, if you ever wanna visit me, you can just ask Mr. EraserHead, alright?” She nodded her head before looking at the Pro Hero.

“Alright, Eri, we came late, so we don’t have much time to talk.” Her little face turned into a frown as she hugged you tight once more as she whispered in your ear.

“Thank you. Your my hero.”

#mha #bnha #shigaraki tomura #overhaul #tomura shigaraki #kai chisaki #overhaul x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x reader #chisaki kai x reader #kai chisaki x reader #chisaki kai

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You know it’s kinda crazy when people try to justify the morally-questionable-to-outright-war-crime actions the heroes have taken in the last few arcs by trying to say “the villains started it though”. And I’m only half talking about how immature that excuse sounds at all.

Like, the heroes failures and false promises left Tenko to be moulded into Tomura. The current face of heroics, Endeavor, literally made Dabi. And as the heroes are an institution of hero society itself, that means their side is responsible for the social prejudices that spurred Toga & Spinner’s army; as well as pretty much everything else wrong with this setting.

And yes I do find it fair to lump all the heroes in with those things until and unless they do something about ‘um. And while they may have their reasons, that is the exact opposite of what they’re currently doing.

Point is: Do not try to play “they started it” with the League. You will lose.

#bnha #hero society #toga himiko #spinner #dabi #touya todoroki #shigaraki tomura #shimura tenko #league of villains #lov #paranormal liberation front #PLF #anti endeavor

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League Of Villains Get A Mogwai

Tomura Shigaraki X Reader, Dabi X Reader, Mr Compress X Reader, Spinner X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Remember “Gizmo the Mogwai” from the movie “gremlins” what if reader joined the LOV and the little furry guy was part of their quirk and after reader, explained about the rules and responsibility. The little creature came with the LOV just loves and adores little gizmo,🥰

A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to post something I've been playing and still am playing Baldur's Gate 3 and have not been splitting my time very well but thought I would give you guys this. Thank you for being patient.

General

You told them the three rules and they all looked at you like you were crazy, they looked at the little creature nestled on your shoulder and honestly none of them believed that it could cause any devastation.

Dabi and Shigaraki had every intention of testing theory, you could see it in their eyes and you weren’t going to help them should they do something stupid.

Compress and Spinner didn’t believe you but they weren’t going to mess with someone else's quirk, they might even try to stop the others if they’re around.

Unfortunately the Mogwai himself is drawn to people that really want to test he’s limits, he likes Shigaraki because he sits in darkness for like 90% of the time and he liked Dabi because he just runs warm.

The rules are as follows: - Do not feed the little man after midnight. - Do not get the little guy wet. - Keep them out of bright light.

Tomura Shigaraki

✋Shigaraki definitely didn’t believe you, in fact he was so confident in his choice that he discarded the rules from his mind the moment that you finished talking about them. ✋It only took a couple days for you to realise that he was only going to learn through actions, so you left him alone with the little creature, granted you weren’t far and you could feel the change as it was happening but you let it happen. ✋Shigaraki didn’t actually do it on purpose this time, he was playing video games and not watching the little guy as he stuck his face in a bag of open snacks on the floor and it was definitely way past midnight. ✋The shock of the change caused Shigaraki to knock over his drink and spill it all over the little gremlin and now there was more than one.

“This seems to have gotten out of hand.” You mumbled as you looked at him from where you were leaning against his doorway. “What is that?” He asked. “That is what happens when you break the rules.” You explained. “Fix it.” He ordered. “I can fix it this time, but next time I’ll let it run its course.” You answered as you walked into the room, they all looked at you, eyes widening in recognition as you got closer, you kneeled one of them scampered up your arm sitting on your shoulder, your quirk activating and calming him before the others started to disappear. “That’s what happens?” He asked. “I did tell you that it would be bad.” You reminded him and he looked at you with narrowed eyes. “You better use that in battle.” He muttered. “Yeah, yeah boss man, just pay attention to what he’s doing next time.” You ordered. “Watch your tone, I’m the one that gives the orders.” He reminded you “now get out of my room and take the pet with you.”

Dabi

🔥 Dabi absolutely didn’t believe you but instead of an accident, he did it on purpose, the little gremlin was just with him, he was warmer than anyone else. 🔥 He could see you across the bar talking to the boss man, you weren’t watching him and he took the opportunity. 🔥 Literally doesn’t hide what he’s doing and does not feel guilty about it, tipping an entire drink on you little guy's head but the changes were almost instant. 🔥 He’d probably call you over if you don’t notice, because the little guys all love him for his warmth and he is mildly swarmed by them.

“Hey! Come get your pet!” Dabi called from across the bar and you glanced at him and smiled leaning back on the bar as you looked at him. “Looks like someone broke the rules.” You shrugged “I really don’t know if I want to help you.” “Help me or I’ll burn them alive!” He warned and you looked at him and rolled your eyes before walking over and putting your hand out for them to come back to you. “I told you what the rules were.” You mumbled as they all moved towards you “you're the one that didn’t listen.” “I don’t listen to anyone, I do what I want.” Dabi answered, it almost reminded you of a petulant child talking to their younger sibling. “Were you an older brother at some point?” You asked “because you're acting like one.” “Whatever” he waved you off as the little gremling settled on your shoulder. “Just don’t do it again.” You ordered as you turned away from him and walked back to the bar where you had been before tickling and mumbling to your little man as you did. Dabi had to admit it was nice to have something around that wasn’t bothered by his heat.

Mr Compress

🔮 Compress wholeheartedly believed every word that you said and did nothing that was against the rules, in fact he was a little afraid of the creature given the way you made it sound 🔮 He liked you though so he spent a lot of time around him, he never really acknowledged the little man, figured that they could both just exist in the same space to make you happy. 🔮 You noticed his unease around you little man and so you never really left them alone together. 🔮 There was an incident that changed everything though, he had been sitting with you and you little guy climbed onto his shoulder and settled in for a nap.

You saw the moment he froze slightly waiting to see what would happen next “you can relax, he's just looking for somewhere to sleep.” You explained from you place next to him but when your words didn’t seem to be making a difference you sat up “I can move him if you want.” “No, no he’s fine.” He answered. “Are you sure?” You asked “if he’s bothering you I can move him.” “Bothering me?” Compress asked, turning his eyes to you “why would he be bothering me?” “When I was younger people didn’t like him very much, he only wanted someone to give him a hug.” You explained with a shrug “guess I’m just used to apologising for him.” “You have no need to apologise for him, he’s not bothering me, I was just worried that I would upset him.” He explained and your eyes widened. “Upset him, it’s impossible to do that as long as you follow the rules and don’t step on him.” You shrugged. “Hmm. We’ll see about that.” He mumbled as he shuffled into a more comfortable position.

Spinner

🦎 Spinner didn’t really care either way, he just respected the way that you wanted the addition to your quirk to be treated. 🦎 He honestly thought that he scared the little guy, considering he always chose the others, he very rarely came to Spinner. 🦎 You never really addressed it and he just assumed that was the way that he was going to be, he wasn’t too bothered, he liked the little guy but he grown up enough to know that he might want to be somewhere else. 🦎 That is until he wake up one day to you taking pictures of him.

“What are you doing?” He asked, you smiled as you turned the phone screen to him to show him the picture of you little mogwai nestled in his hair above his head. “He loves sleeping in your hair.” You mumbled as you looked at him, swiped the phone screen to show more pictures of different times when he had been napping and the little guy had settled down with him. “Thought he didn’t like me.” He mumbled lifting his hand to rub at his eyes. “Why wouldn’t he like you?” You asked and he shrugged. “I’m probably a little scary and I run colder than he would like.” Spinner answered, you looked at him and smiled. “You aren’t scary to him, I promise you that and as for the cold thing, your hair clearly keeps him warm enough.” You shrugged as you sat on the edge of the sofa he had been laying on, you watched as Spinner reached up and tickled the little guys head before taking in a deep breath. “He likes how calm you are, the others are a bit chaotic.” “Fair.” He answered softly before you both settled into comfortable conversation.

Twice

🎭 Twice forgot everything that you said after you stopped talking and you knew the moment that you got to know him that he didn’t do it on purpose. 🎭 You never left him alone with the little guy because you knew that he’d do something by accident and you didn’t want him to feel bad. 🎭 Twice was easily manipulated, you know that Dabi has tried to get him to break the rules because he thought it would be funny and you're watching him too closely now. 🎭 Your little guy knows that he doesn’t mean anything that he does or says and you can almost always find him clinging to Twice’s ankle.

“He’s so cute, no he’s not.” You giggled as you looked at Twice cradling the little gremling in his arms. “You think?” You asked. “I like him, no I don’t.” Twice answered as he passed the little one back to you. You had just found him sitting in the bar, Dabi was talking to him but abruptly stopped and walked away when you appeared on Twice’s other side. “What were you talking to Dabi about?” You asked. “Nothing, he wants us to bath the creature.” You rolled your eyes at the answer as you leaned on the bar. “You shouldn’t bathe him.” You said. “I remember!” Twice cheered “you told us before.” “You remember?” You asked. “Mhm, Toga helps me remember. Not that I need it.” He answered. “Right and the other two rules?” You asked. “Umm… None of your business.” He answered. “You don’t remember?” You asked. “No. Of course we do!” He mumbled. “Don’t feed him after midnight and keep him out of the bright light.” You supplied. “Right we won’t forget this time! We didn’t need your help.” Twice answered and you looked at the man and nodded. “Of course you didn’t.” You said softly.

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quirkwizard · 5 months

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I don’t know if this is just me but I’m kinda disappointed in gearshifts boost. To my knowledge all it did was increase the size of objects to speed up and maybe the speed (not sure since OFA and Fa Jin are also in use). I feel that since gearshift has been sitting in OFA for a long time, it should get a crazy boost. I have some proposed ideas for a boosted gearshift. Keep in mind that these will get crazy for one quirk to do but it has been marinating inside OFA for a while.

Going with the speeding up thing, Deku could speed up other things like his natural healing factor or his mind similar to the effects of overclock. He could use the speed to boost his other quirks like firing out Smokescreen harder, charging up Fa Jin faster, fly faster with float, gain faster reaction time with danger sense, and make Black Whip actually hit harder and leave lacerations. He could speed up teammates either making them faster or speeding up their own healing factor.

The drawback seems to only apply to living objects. So he could speed up small rocks super fast like a bullet for some real damage. Or he could speed up air molecules to generate heat. He could control where the speed goes and activates kinda like Twin Impact. Like if tomura charged at him, he could then use the speed to send him to the side or launch him up. We could go backwards and have him slow down things like flow motion. Slowing down objects to make barriers or opponents to make it easier to beat them. He may be able to slow down air molecules to make ice. He could counter super regeneration by slowing down the cell growth.

Hey, I'm all up for coming up with new applications, especially for something like "Gearshift".

With this list, I agree with half of the ideas here. While there will always be assumptions in cases like this, I think this may be going too broad in how much it affects. "Gearshift" only makes things move faster. There hasn't been any evidence or implication of it speeding up something as precise like cell growth, molecules, or the user's mind, or that he's capable of slowing things down. There is the comment about it working on the molecular level, but that seems more about how extensive the affect is rather then something the Quirk can target. And yes, he could throw things super fast, but that doesn't isn't too far off from his regular abilities. Otherwise, I do think that his ability to affect enemy movement, empower his Quirks in certain ways, and speed up his allies. Those are facets we've seen in canon, but they are things that I think that could be expanded upon to make the Quirk more interesting like you suggested.

#My Hero Academia #Quirks #Midoriya Izuku #Deku #One For All #MHA Meta #MHA Theory

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veendettas · 2 years

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safety: t. shigaraki

summary: Shigaraki recruits a new LOV member, not realizing just how awfully her parents have treated her. Uses lyrics from Mariana’s Trench’s “Shake Tramp”

YN sighed as she entered into the bar area. She hadn’t been a part of the League for very long, maybe two weeks, when Shigaraki had taken an interest in her specifically. Of course, her being a pretty girl with a regeneration Quirk, that was bound to happen.

As the pair had been spending more time together; YN was letting a little more slip about her upbringing, and why she had chosen to join the League as a whole.

“So they just... They slap you like a bitch, and you take it like a whore.” Tomura said simply. “No matter what you try, that’s the response you get?”

YN nodded, “I’ve never been a favorite in the LN household. They called me crazy. I guess I’m still a little crazy all the time, but I try to hide it. That action is still mine.”

Shigraki nodded, but he didn’t fail to notice the tears that began to pool on her bottom lash line. Nor did he decide to ignore the plan forming in his head.

“What a cheap fuckin’ perfume.” Dabi never was one for pleasentries. Or kindness for that matter.

The two had climbed through the window that had opened into a bedroom. YN’s bedroom, to be exact.

Tomura merely shushed him before returning to snooping in YN’s bedroom. “We’re looking for something.”

Dabi groaned in response before complaining yet again, “I hate this room. It’s so... Empty. Even my dad kept my room intact for at least a few months when I went missing.”

As the other man spoke, Shigaraki began to realize that he was right. Her room was fully empty except for a mattress and a poster on the wall. His usually cold demeanor shifted into one of... sadness? Empathy? He wasn’t sure. However, he was extremely sure that YN’s family would come to regret the way they’d treated her.

After dealing with her ex-family, the two men returned to the compound... after a stop to a shop that carried plushies and soft blankets. Had they paid for said items? No, they had not.

Dabi had excused himself to go hang out with Spinner, and Shigaraki set off to go find YN.

He tried her bedroom at the compound... nothing. Then he tried the common sitting area, the washrooms, the laundry area, the bar, the man had looked everywhere with zero luck. He was growing increasingly frustrated, and to be honest he was ready for a nap.

“Kurogiri, where’s YN?” He asked in a gruff voice.

The aforementioned chuckled slightly, “I don’t think you’re going to particularly like the answer.”

“Tell me. Now.”

There she was. In his bed. Tangled in his sheets. Now she hadn’t planned to fall asleep, nor had she planned to get caught. Tomura’s bed had just smelled like him, and it was a major comfort when he had gone on missions.

He almost hadn’t wanted to wake her. Not when her hair was splayed out behind her like a halo, and her lips were parted ever-so-slightly. Her chest rose and fell with every breath, and he could feel his heart melting at the sight.

A gentle nudge to her shoulder caused her to wake with a start, and seeing the leader of the LOV... who’s bed she was currently in... panic set in.

“OhmygodI’msosorryIdidn’tmean-”

“Shut up. Scooch over.”

She did as she was told, making room for the man on his own bed. He laid his back on the pillows and once comfortable, motioned for her to lay down as well.

“You just gonna sit there or are you gonna c’mere?” His voice was softer, and that alone invited YN to enter his arms. She laid her face against his chest as his arms wrapped around her. He pulled the comforter up over the both of them before looking back down to meet her eyes.

“I really am sorry.” A soft blush danced across her face, causing Tomura to chuckle softly.

He shook his head in reply, “There’s nothing to apologize for. So long as you know that this means you’re mine. There is nobody else. Just me. Just you. Us.”

YN smiled at him before nodding her head enthusiastically.

Maybe he’d wait before telling her what he’d done. At least he knew that they couldn’t hurt her anymore.

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#mha shigaraki #tomura shiragaki #shigaraki x reader #mha #my hero academia #fanfiction #bnha #bnha fanfiction

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domxmarvel · 2 years

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Big bad wolf

Masterlist

Pairing: Tomura Shigaraki x Werewolf!AMAB!Reader

Slot: Big Sub

"I can feel you staring,player 2. What,want some more pets"

"No,just thinking"

"About what?" You looked up to see him looking back at you,he had paused his game to look at you. You stood up from his bed and kissed him "what was that for?"

"I just love you"

"I-I love you too" Mumbled practically a whisper. "What were you thinking about?"

"I could show you" You reached out for his hand,he reached out and held your hand. Ever since you gave him a pair of artist gloves he never took them off,too scared to hurt you by accident. You led him to the bed and pushed him down,pinning both his hands above his head.

"What do you think you're going player 2?" Suddenly you snapped out of your daze and let him go. "Are you okay?"He sounded genuinely concerned.

"I have to get back to my room,don't let anyone come in there. That includes you"

"What you can't do that,you're my player 2"

"That's exactly why I'm doing this,I don't wanna hurt you. It's a full moon,and it's spring. You need to stay away from me" You locked yourself in your room,your room had a bunch of ropes and chains. You went completely insane during full moons,but paired with the spring mating season was even worse. You were completely chained up and even though your curtains were shut you could still feel the full moon making you more powerful and wild. There was suddenly a knock on your door,you growled barely able to say anything. Tomura walked in and you growled again trying to scare him off. "Get out"

"Y/N" You could smell him,and your wild side was starting to take over. "Y/N why are you acting like this? Is it your wolf side?"

"Yes,I can't control it during spring"

"Whg spring?"

"It's mating season" He immediately started blushing.

"So if you do that" He hesitated. "Will you regain control?"

"You can't handle me like that,and I don't wanna hurt you" He walked right up to you and you lost control,your wild side took over completely and somehow you managed to snap the chains holding you back. Before you knew it,you had him pinned down and were biting on his neck.

“I can handle that” He laughed,you picked him up and threw him on your bed.

“We’ll see about that” You took off all of your clothes and he was already staring. “Now,why don’t you tell me what you want”

“i-i need you to fuck me,please i can’t wait anymore” He was practically begging you to take him and you were happy to give him what he wants. In seconds he was naked too,with his legs over your shoulders. Sliding your hand around you started stroking him.Letting go for a moment to pull your pants down you stretched him out before pushing your cock inside of him. Throwing his head back and moaning once you were fully inside of him.When he fully adjusted to your size you started moving slowly at first but it didn’t take long before you were pounding into him. “Y-Y/N-N f-faster” He begged you through moans and tears with his tongue out. You grabbed his thighs pulling him closer,moving even faster. “Y-Y/N-N i-i’m gonna c-cum” He moaned out making you move faster.After a couple more thrusts he came but you continued pounding letting him ride out his high. You could feel yourself getting closer and your knot was pushing against him,until you pushed it inside and that drove you crazy,you came the second you were fully inside him. The knot caused him to come yet again but left you stuck together for a bit.

“Tomura” He looked up at you,still smiling.

“Told you I could handle it”

#tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x reader #sub shigaraki #mha sub #dom reader #tomura shigaraki #mha smut #shigaraki smut #mha imagines #mha x reader

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hydrangeyes · 6 months

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You are what you are

So if you don't know, Yes this already existed, my old account was deleted (accident but I can tell I won't be getting it back), and am reposting my old x male reader works!

I don't know if I saved all of them but here is one that was saved to my AO3 account.

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Part 1

16. Toga needs her big brother, league meets ‘quirkless’ OC

Summary: Toga gets homesick and the group takes her to see her big brother. Domestic League, pairing: ???? also I love the Idea that other times Toga is crazy big sister but when sad/down she is baby

Edit: I looked it up and twice is way older than i thought so for most if not all things I write him in he is 22.

Edit 2: changed big brother to younger brother to fit canon a bit more

Now here is a mini series I never picked back up really, I do think I have part 2 somewhere but eh. Another project I started and dropped (no specific reason)

Dabi x Male reader x Shigaraki

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Toga stared blankly up at nothing. She’s been sitting at the table, resting her head between outstretched arms for most of the day. It worried the fuck out of everyone. Usually when toga’s quiet she’s up to something, but it’s been hours. The only time she even shifted and responded was when twice tentatively sat next to her, asking what was wrong.

She only said nothing and that she was a bit thirsty when he asked if she needed anything. The boys sat at the bar to give her space as she sipped some orange juice. Kurogiri polishing the glass cups, Twice and Dabi watching Toga, and Tomura playing a game on his new switch.

“This shit is giving me hives. Just tell us what your problem is so we can fix it.” Dabi suddenly says standing up from the bar seat. Twice and Kurogiri held their breaths while Tomura continued playing on his game, but did glance over to see her reaction.

“…..I miss my little brother.”

The reactions were immediate. She had everyone’s full attention, occasionally glancing at one another as if to confirm that she actually just said that.

“Usually around this time I would go visit… But with things so tense and us trying to keep it low. I don’t want to bring all our mess to him, he would have a heart attack.” she pouts scratching her cheek sitting up finally. “Especially since he is a civilian and all.”

That definitely shut up any quirk related questions. Toga went on as if she didn’t notice the others questioning everything they assumed about her so far. “I don’t think I told him I became a full on villain. See he lives country side too so wouldn’t see the papers about us.”

“Let’s visit.” Tomura speaks up suddenly, putting the switch down to turn and start showing that he was paying attention.

“We need a break anyway. Think if you call him and ask if he has room, we could stay for a bit?” Toga perks up as Tomura talks excitedly and lets out happy squeals. “Shiggy!! That’s an awesome idea! Wait here!” and with that she rushes out to go get her charging phone.

Taking the silence as not knowing what to do next twice hopped on the opportunity to start freaking out. “SHE HAS A BROTHER?????? Calm the fuck down.”

The others left the anxious man to it, Dabi turning to Tomura in annoyance. “Why exactly are we really going to visit this ‘brother’ of hers? Didn’t take you for the… Visiting family type.”

Tomura hums going back to his own switch, right hand twitch then lightly rubbing his jaw after a look from Kurogiri.

“I’m not. But we are in need of more members, even if quirkless this brother could still be of use to us.” Tomura notes, eyes on the screen. “Plus I’m bored and seeing Toga around a male she hasn’t tried to kill sounds like a fun side quest.”

Letting out a tsk, Dabi looked over to the still freaking out twice but kept his response to himself. It’s not like he had any work to do right away. Taking out his phone he texts his pesky bird he’ll be gone for a bit. They were going to need some new casual clothes.

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It was always blissfully quiet during this time of day. The countryside is rather peaceful compared to the city side. Which is probably why he was sent here to begin with. But he wouldn’t complain much, after all the house he got was pretty sweet.

A two story cottage house surrounded by a cute metal fence, with its own large front and back garden. The woods not far from the back and not long after his first stay did he find an outdoor onsen.

At 11 am on the clock it was like the world at large was napping. With the warm summer air and singing from restless cicadas. Michi hummed softly as he finished up cleaning and airing out his decent size collage home. He made his way outside to go water the front garden excitedly.

“It’s been awhile since Himi-chan came to visit, and with some friends.” Michi mumbles to him and his plants. The heat may be getting to him a bit but he was wearing the lightest clothes he had; well that wasn’t underwear. A loose soft blue tank top and patterned pineapple swim trunks.

Losing himself in thoughts of what they could be like and when to start lunch, Michi didn’t notice time passing till he heard the distant sounds of a vehicle coming from down the road. Hearing the vehicle stop snaps him out of it, curiously hearing what seems to be the tail ends of an argument.

“I told you taking the left turn would get us here! Now we’re late!”

“Stop yelling at kuro, he was just following the gps.”

“Why!? I know-”

“Toga?”

Peeking over the front hedge, Michi sucks in an excited breath completely zoning in on Toga as soon as he sees her. “TOTO-NEE” he shouts, racing over and lifting her up into a tight hug laughing.

He obviously startled her but just as quickly she hugged back hard, laughing for once in absolute happiness that didn’t involve killing someone.

While talking her up and after seeing how big she’s grown, Michi kept an eye on her group of friends. The first to grab his attention being a tall seemingly male with mists as their head and hands, dressed in a full on casual suit.

A flag pops into Michi’s head, then even more as he continues looking over the others; taking mental notes.

‘Mist form- cloud quirk? teleportation?, Casual suit. Most wary of.

Stables and burnt skin- fire quirk, sleeveless jacket and leather pants. Could be a problem

Full on mask, white t-shirt and jean jacket- unknown quirk, maybe face related. Super suspicious.

Dry skin and specialty gloves- touch related quirk?, Black shirt and long red coat (little red riding hood), not immediately suspicious but still be wary’

Smoothly Michi turned his full attention back to Toga. He really did miss her a lot, seeing her in person was a bit of a shock. Not wanting to go down that depressing road he grins and squishes Togas cheeks. Toga squawks and pouts flailing her arms in protest but he can hear the laughter in her tone. “Mimiiiiiiii!!!!”

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It was weird. The boys all mentally agreed. Seeing toga act like a ‘normal’ girl was fucking weird. And her brother seemed so normal in comparison. 5’7 with lean muscle, dark skin, familiar ash blonde hair and yellow eyes. No hints of underline bloodlust or killing intent.

There was nothing about this brother that hinted that he’s even been to the city. A sort of country bumpkin aura too him. His posture was relaxed, open and easy to read. His attention was so focused on Toga, that they each weren’t sure if the man noticed them just standing there with their luggage.

“Oh! Is this them?” Michi asks, finally turning his head in their direction. Away from a pouting Toga who clung to his arm. Giving the boys a soft welcoming smile.

'Oblivious.’ They each thought, with the way this man was acting he had no clue that they were real villains. Michi figured it out as soon as he hugged toga immediately and smelled fresh blood on her sweater. Finally Kurogiri and Tomura stepped forward with a slight bow, establishing to the blonde who the leaders of the group were. “My name is Tomura, this is Kurogiri, Dabi, and Twice.”

Dabi and twice stepping forward to show who was who. Twice going a bit extra by giving Michi an awkward deep bow. while Dabi’s blank stare was dripping with mischief, Toga gave him a smile full of warnings.

Michi chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the whole thing. Waiting till toga excitedly let go, running to the house. Michi hums and just for a second gave each and every one of them a calculated look. Immediately the boys tense surprised by the change of atmosphere.

“Michi Toga. I do hope you all have been taking good care of my big sister, I wouldn’t want this ‘vacation’ of yours to end with me draining you dry.”

Given how Toga’s quirk works, they all can guess what type of threat the man was making. Tomura looked unbothered but he was standing up straighter, Kurogiri stepped a bit more in front of Tomura. Dabi’s eyes narrowed and Twice looked between the 4 staring down each other.

“Michi- chan give me a tour!!” Hearing that Michi sighed playfully exasperated. Turning and starts heading towards the house. “Come on boys, you all can get settled while I start on dinner.” Inwardly he smirks ‘cute.’ leaving them to their thoughts.

“We’re screwed. Who does that quirkless asshole think he is. Do you think he’s onto us?” Twice asks as if that wasn’t obvious enough.

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heh this took longer than I expected, writing these characters verses imagining the prompt is definitely a fun challenge. So is going from docs to tumblr, the sync is weirdddd

Anyway Part 2 is in the future but so is a brewing male reader x hawks prompt.

Edit: Lmaooo sure hun sure

#x male reader #male reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x oc

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inkykeiji · 1 month

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Do you plan on doing more chat bots for shigaraki? The one I played was so fun, I wish we couldve teased him more. Imagine the reader being a troll account and trolls people on games. She didnt know what she walked in once she texted a "random stranger" on the game to prank him. Needs a little punishment

aaah anon!!! this ask made me tear up, no joke!!! i’m so flattered you still remember tomu’s chatplots chat and that you enjoyed it so much!! ooh that’s an interesting idea for sure. i do actually have a full chat finished for tomura (bmb tomura tho) with a nsfw route, but it needs to be edited before i can post it :/ also it would probably be one of the paid chats ($4-6), considering it takes about 15min to play through and i worked forever on it!

all of this is to say: i hope to! i hope to make more chatplots chats in general. life ended up getting chaotic and crazy at the end of last year and i kinda just fell off the wagon with creating chats, with a touya-nii chat half finished as well, but i do want to create more and offer them for a minimal fee c:

#originally i was going to offer subscriptions but that just isn't feasible at this point in my life #i don't have the time to commit to creating 2+ chats a month :(#so i'd rather just create them sporadically and then offer some of them (the longer ones) for a couple bucks #anyway!!! i hope so!! i'm in no rush to create a chat atm tho #thanks for your ask anon i rly appreciate it!! <3 #i hope you have a fabulous thursday <3 enjoy ur weekend n stay safe!!#inky.bb #clari gets mail

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moriihana · 1 year

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we can't fix each other but we sure as hell can enable each other instead || eleven: i'm bad at mariokart but at least shigaraki is worse

pairing: dabi x disabled!gn!reader

overview: you meet dabi pre-canon because your cat, nugget, literally won’t leave the guy alone. friendship, fluff and (eventual) angst ensue.

chapter summary: you and shigaraki play some mariokart, then you guys fuck up overhaul bc he's a piece of shit and i hate him

content: angst and fluff

warnings: you scratch at your throat as an anxious habit (picked up from shig)

word count: 1749

a/n: shamelessly self-promoting MORE art i did of my self-insert but there's nugget and boo this time (i have no clue how to draw animals). also, idk how this reads bc basing things off of the actual episodes is real fuckin hard so if anyone has any feedback i'm happy to hear! also² i projected the fact i'm really bad at mariokart into this. bc uhhhhhh. im really bad at mariokart LMAOOO

*previously known as “we can’t fix each other (but we can heal our wounds together)”; i changed the title bc these assholes aint healin shit they’re just being overall menaces

taglist: @iincandescenttt

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“You think they’re okay?” You itched the front of your throat anxiously. “It’s been days and we haven’t heard from them.”

“Stop that,” Shigaraki snapped and paused the round of MarioKart, eyeing the blood welling up under your skin. “You always get on my ass about it, you don’t get to do it either.”

“Picked it up from you, dick,” you grumbled under your breath, but dropped your hand anyways. “But do you? Think they’re okay?”

“Whatever. They’re fine. Overhaul has probably limited their communication since we’re technically wanted criminals. Can we get back to the game now?” He huffed, scowling.

“I thought you didn’t like MarioKart and were only playing because I wanted to. I’d think you would be happy to take a break.” You shrugged.

“We’re not only playing it because you wanted to—” Shigaraki narrowed his eyes when you grinned at his arguing. “—and anyways, it’s better than listening to you yap about. I think Dabi’s even gotten tired of listening to your anxious rambling, which is probably why he hasn’t been putting up a fuss over us playing games.”

“Actually, I think that’s because I threatened to chop his dick off,” you snickered.

“You… threatened to chop his dick off,” Shigaraki deadpanned. “Why on earth did you do that.”

“I called you by Tomura in front of him and he got all pissy. I explained you’re my best friend and gave me permission to call you Tomura, and told him no dick measuring contests—otherwise he’d find he has no dick to measure.”

“And I thought you were less insane than the rest of them, but it’s pretty fucking crazy to threaten a man’s dick. Especially Dabi’s. ”

You barked out a laugh. “Insane or not, pretty boy wouldn’t actually do anything to hurt me. One time he accidentally burnt me and apologised for days afterwards. And he never apologises.”

“Tch.” He shook his head. “If you’re not gonna play, go bother someone else. I’m getting tired of MarioKart anyways.”

“Yeah, yeah, grumpypants.” You grabbed your cane and heaved yourself off the floor, sticking your tongue out at him. You made your way down the hall and into your room, waving to Dabi.

He looked up from his spot on the bed as you walked in, raising his eyebrows. “He kick you out?”

“Ehh, pretty much.” You stopped to scratch Boo behind the ears and give Nugget a quick pet, then plopped down next to him with a groan. “That, and I think his pride can only take so many beatings. Apparently, he’s absolute dogshit at MarioKart. Fighting games and MMOs are more his style.”

He snorted, “Why doesn’t that surprise me. He seems like the type of person to enjoy murdery games over anything else.”

“Oh, definitely.” You grinned. “I think it’s worth noting I’m awful at MarioKart. So the fact I was winning means he was really awful. ”

“I know, doll. I beat you twenty times before you gave up.”

“Don’t remind me of that!” You whined, throwing your hands into the air. “I’ve never had my ass kicked so terribly.”

“You forget I played a lot of games with Natsu. I got real damn good at shit like that.” Dabi shrugged, mischief in his eyes.

“Still sucked.” You pouted, crossing your arms. “You could’ve gone easy on me after the first ten times! You didn’t have to keep kicking my ass!”

“Ya think I’d go easy on you, doll? We both know I’ve never been the one to go easy.” A smirk pulled at his staples. “Especially on you.”

“Oh, shut it,” you grumbled, swatting at him. “You’re so annoying.”

“And yet you still put up with me.”

“I literally couldn’t get rid of you if I tried. Not that I want to, anyways. You’re stuck with me just as much as I’m stuck with you, pretty boy.” You looked away from him when Shigaraki poked his head through the door. “What’s up, Shig?”

“Toga called. Time to go.”

You grinned, a gleam in your eyes. “Oh hell yeah.”

“Spinner, you are horrible at driving!” You yelped, hanging onto Compress’s free arm for dear life as Dabi pushed the truck doors open.

“In shogi, the point is to get the king, right?” Shigaraki spoke from atop the truck, his fingers interlocked.

“How the fuck have you not fallen off, dude?!” Your voice was sharp with anxiety.

“It’s not that simple,” Dabi drawled in response as he looked up at your leader.

“Yeah, they’re here, just like you said! To get from the Hassaikai to the nearest villain hospital, it’s fastest to use this highway. Thanks for letting us know! Toga, you’re so efficient. I’m much obliged,” Compress hummed gratefully.

“Good job Toga! Put her on speaker, Compress!” You leaned close to Compress’s phone, speaking loudly. He snorted and gently pushed you away, but put Toga on speaker nonetheless.

“Jin-kun’s the one who told me to call—”

“—fight!”

“—I was too busy watching Izuku!”

“Run away!”

“In fact, I’m sorry to make you get your hands dirty.”

“I only have one hand, though,” Compress mused playfully. Toga’s laugh chimed through the phone.

“We couldn’t get the girl who’s the crux of their plan, but we think the finished products are where you are. We watched the police’s movements for a while, so there’s a high probability. Even if they aren’t there…”

“—kill them—”

“...we want to say hi, right?”

Compress hummed as Toga hung up. “Sounds like Twice is having a rough go of it.”

“Yeah... they did good, though. I’m proud of both of them,” you said with a smile.

“Hey, lizard! Stop weaving!” Dabi snapped over his shoulder. “I get motion sick!”

“Don’t call me “lizard”! I’m Spinner!”

“What are you getting mad for? Shut up!” Dabi huffed, then gave you a look as you giggled. “Stop your laughing. It’s not funny.”

“You get motion sick?” You grinned at him, ignoring the glare you got in response.

“Is attacking the police really following the will of Stain, who wanted a true hero society? I’m not sure about that!”

“It’s a necessary sacrifice, Spinner. I’m counting on you to drive,” Shigaraki sighed, moving into a crouching position.

“And don’t fling us out of the back, please!” You added. “I don’t want to die just yet!”

Dabi rolled his eyes, then ignited his palm. “Now…” He grinned, and sent out a tunnel of flames. His grin faded when something stopped the fire from hitting the police cars. “What’s with him?”

“A hero! Of course there’d be one. Ugh!” Shigaraki’s voice was almost a whine. You had to suppress a teasing remark at that. “Spinner, slow down!” As the truck slowed enough to get closer to the police car, Shigaraki jumped down—then was hit in the face with a bunch of sand. The hero began to ramble on about Shigaraki's decay.

“He’s famous, huh?” Dabi sighed, putting his hands in his pockets. You patted him on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, pretty boy. You’re just as scary as him.”

“Shigaraki is the misdirection; in other words, the decoy. Let’s go.” Compress flicked out a marble, which decompressed into a large piece of rubble. “Police car gently levitating! No trickery or devices involved.”

You snickered, then clambered onto Dabi’s back before he and Compress jumped out of the back of the truck. You hopped off and watched Dabi approach the hero that had pulled the policeman out of the transport vehicle Shigaraki caused to crash. He ignited his forearms as he loomed over the hero, a menacing smile on his face.

“That’s right. Heroes end up prioritising lives.”

“Recently, burnt corpses have been turning up one after another in various places.” The hero lowered the policeman onto the ground.

“Oh, are people talking about me? That makes me happy,” Dabi said, voice mocking.

“Told you, pretty boy! Just as scary!” You called. Compress nudged you, shaking his head in amusement. Your playfulness turned into a scowl when you heard what the hero said next, your grip on your cane tightening.

“Have you ever thought about the feelings of those they left behind?!”

You have no idea, hero. You have no idea.

While Compress and Dabi dealt with the hero, you walked over to Shigaraki, who was standing by Overhaul’s gurney. He nodded in acknowledgement, then turned his attention back to the former yakuza.

“Who’s going to be the next leader again?” Shigaraki tilted his head, hands in his pockets.

“Did you come to kill me?” Overhaul ignored his question. His voice was resigned, devoid of emotion.

“No. I thought of what you’d hate the most. I hate you.” Shigaraki took Father off his face as Compress approached. “You’re too full of yourself.”

“Me too.” Compress removed his mask, smirking. He used a marble to take one of Overhaul’s arms.

“Oh, nice.” You grinned, nudging Compress. “I didn’t think of that.”

“There are two boxes here. Which is the finished product?” Shigaraki opened the box as he spoke. “Oh, well.”

Overhaul’s eyes widened in panic as his face twisted up in a sour expression. “Give it back.”

“You know what, Overhaul? A person who erases people’s Quirks shouldn’t depend on their own Quirk, right?” Shigaraki leaned down and gripped Overhaul’s remaining arm. You watched as the Decay began to spread upwards, your eyes lighting up in twisted satisfaction. “If I don’t cut it off, your whole body will turn to dust.” Shigaraki lifted up a knife, then paused and turned to you, raising his eyebrows in an unspoken question.

Your grin grew wider, and you took the knife. “Don’t mind if I do.” You swung the knife down, severing his forearm from his elbow.

“All right, now you’re a powerless, helpless, Quirkless man,” Shigaraki leered, a manic look on his face. “And the fruits of all that effort you spent are now mine! Now you won’t even have a finger to put in your mouth as you look on enviously at the rest of us! Let’s do our best!”

You giggled as hives spread across Overhaul’s skin, “What a pity! You shouldn’t have killed our friend and taken Compress’s arm.”

Spinner honked the horn of the truck. “Pursuers are coming! Hurry up and get in!” He shouted out the window.

Shigaraki straightened, placed Father back onto his face, and walked back to Spinner. “Next, it’s our turn.”

You trailed after him with a pleased hum. “Revenge feels nice.” Your joy and satisfaction grew exponentially as Overhaul screamed behind you. “It feels real fuckin’ nice.”

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