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godofvillains:
“I never liked anyone before. I usually either hated them or tolerated them. But you… I like,” he purrs and wraps both arms around him as well and pulls him close. Nuzzling his head a little bit against him. “You’re the first person I’ve ever been attracted to and like…” he admits softly.
He tilted back a bit and blinks when the other admits he’s trans. His hand travels to the other’s chest and places there softly. “I was wondering why you have some cushion here and no bulge in your pants,” he speaks slowly and then lets go of his chest. “That’s fine by me… I’m sort of.. what’s the word… Gender blind? I don’t care what gender my partner is if I were to have one. If you’re male with girl bits, I am completely fine with that,” he reassures and presses a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you though.. for telling me. I would have been more surprised if I found that out on my own.. and then think I was calling you by the wrong pronouns,” he chuckles.
“That’s exactly how I want my first time too… soft and sweet. I know people look at me, they probably expect me to want rough sex. I mean, the idea isn’t bad so to say… but I much prefer the idea of soft sex.. Perhaps cuddle sex if you will. At any time,” he says with a soft smile.
Shigaraki slowly gets up, and then bends a bit, scooping up Skeptic into his strong arms and holding the other man close to his chest. “I think we should take this to the bedroom,” he says and gives a soft wink. “Maybe not for sex… But just affection and see where it goes..” He presses another kiss to the other’s cheek. “And if it goes to sex… if you want to stop at anytime, just let me know.. okay?”
“Well, aren’t you lucky that I like you too, Commander.” He huffs out a quiet laugh, being more at ease with the other than he had with anyone else before. Even his closest friends he tended to hold a little piece of himself hidden, but here it was all bare. When work was behind him, the stress of leadership off his shoulders -- and no nagging to be had, he could be quite the sarcastic charmer. A side of him that even less had seen.
He’s been around Tomura enough to know when the other male does things, he doesn’t necessarily think them through. Feeling his hand wander up to his chest makes Tomoyasu give out a squeak in surprise; face blistering red. “-- T-Tomura!”
He did hear his words, naturally. Appreciated them a lot. But his own actions worked faster than his brain, grabbing the closest pillow he could when he was lifted into his arms and smacking it right into his face. It made quite the satisfying pomf when it hit dead centre. He peeked over the top of it when it slid down his face, which made the man laugh hard enough to make himself snort.
“Perhaps save all that for the bedroom like you mentioned?” he prompted with a slight grin and giggle. “-- I will.. I’ll keep that in mind. I appreciate how considerate you are, save for picking me up like I’m a sack of potatoes whenever you want to. I have legs, you know.”
Teasing and loving, he makes sure to let Tomura know he didn’t do or say anything wrong when he brushes his hair out of his face and claim a little kiss to his lips gently. In fact, Tomoyasu likes being carried quite a lot, it made him feel like royalty at times.
“But cuddling and seeing where that goes .. I think I like the idea of that a lot.”
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godofvillains:
Shigaraki sat by the other man’s side, being close so their legs were touching. He listened intently to what the other had to say on this. He chuckled lightly, placing a hand on the other’s thigh. “Well… when I mean by having fun in bed.. is intercourse,” he replied. He wouldn’t lie, ever since he got close to Tomoyasu, he’s been on the back of his mind. Even waking up from a wet dream about it.
“There are some things you should be aware of too… On my side…” He leaned into the other. “I’m a virgin still… I’ve never had sex. Never really had thoughts of it until now… But recently, I have looked up some… um stuff…” he admitted shyly.
“But if you want to talk about stuff… I’d be more than happy to… Because I want to make sure our first time is a pleasurable one.. if that’s what you want.” He cleared his throat, “If you want to take our relationship to the next level that is… There’s no hurry…”
It had crossed Tomoyasu’s mind as well. After all, it seemed like the next logical step forward for them. He just never knew the best way to start talking about these things. He leaned into Shigaraki, slowly wrapping his arms around him.
“Oh? That makes us two, then.” he finds it easier to admit that part now that the other had done so. He smiled at the other’s honesty. “I’ve never really found anyone that I would be interesting sharing my bed with, but it has passed my mind once or twice.”
Tomoyasu nods, giving the other a little squeeze. Right, it was a pivotal moment, now. Open communication.
“Toga used to chat to me a lot about the League when we co-lead the same regiment. She told me about Big Sis Magne. So you should know what it means when I say that I’m trans.” He hummed a little, pulling away so he can look at his face. “-- As far as limits and don’ts that I mentioned before, I suppose I’ll say I prefer a much softer and sweeter first time. Not that I thought you’d give any other, but I ah -- well, you know me.”
He smiled a little with a laugh. “Ridiculously prepared, as always.”
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👀"Would you ever consider.. you know... having fun in bed with me?"
Well .. !
"I .. uh, I am not sure what your definition of fun in bed might be." Truth. He isn't sure if it's his own gutter of a mind jumping to conclusions or if Shigaraki is thinking of something a lot more innocent. His face heats up at the prospect of pushing their budding relationship to the next level. It's not that he didn't want it, more the case of .. well, shyness, mainly.
"If.. if we are basing it on mine," he mutters quieter, flustered. ".. then I suppose -- ahem. I would consider it. But there are .. things that you should be aware of before we ... we engage in such activity."
He wants to ensure Tomura knew what to expect, simply. Tomoyasu wasn't experienced. He didn't know what would be best for his partner, what would even be best for him. Something he's read online that sounded good and he could ask for could quickly turn out to be a complete turn off for him. He hates not having all the answers for once.
"Some simple.. don'ts that need to be listed out.. I know there are things that I wouldn't find pleasurable. Limits. We'd .. We should talk, communicate, before we do anything." He smiles gentler then. Talking he could do. "If you're amendable to that."
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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.
No deleting questions, either!
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Didn’t expect to ship this, yet now I do thanks to a ship on my RP blog. It’s really cute. They’re both new to romance so they’re figuring it out together.
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godofvillains:
A shit eating grin became visible on his lips. Casting a gaze at Tomoyasu. “Just be warned, I might try my best to distract you from your work,” he warned and leaned more into the other male. Being comforted by his warmth and scent. It was nice… just being with someone like this.
“Your puppets never fail to amaze me,” he purred out the praise. He moved a hand and gently moved the bangs away from the other’s eyes, pressing a kiss to his forehead and letting the hair sweep back down. “I like your eyes… but your bangs are cute too…”
As he got back to the game, he went through level 2 and level 3 with no effort put in. Was the game just easy? Or was Tomura really good at video games? Probably the latter.
“Thank you, Tomo,” he replied and nuzzled against the other, keeping close and leaning against him. “Oh… you need to meet my daughter Eri at some point. But I will warn, when you first meet her, she’ll probably act scared.. She doesn’t do well with males. Especially adult males. Frightened of them. She came from an abusive house hold, so I don’t blame her for being scared of them,” he said through pursed lips.
It was very easy to get Tomoyasu flustered when he acted like that. He huffed out something indignant, face warming into a lovely cherry red, the praise washing over him just as quick for a fatal double combo on his senses. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think Tomura was deliberately trying to reduce him to a puddle. Not that it was that difficult with him.
“T-Thank you.. It took um, a lot of hard work to.. to perfect them in a way I like. T-They don’t offer training for people that aren’t heroes after all.. so I’m thankful for Re-Destro’s revival of the Liberation movement f-for giving me the chance to.” he rambled on, subtly fidgeting with his hair so that he had the happy medium of his eyes being partially seen with the bangs swept to the side.
“Ah --” That was sobering. His blush dispersed almost immediately, humbly nodding. “-- I understand. I’ll be careful when I meet her. I’ll be honest, I’m not the best with kids .. I don’t hate them, it’s more of a case of my work being delicate.”
Not that he’d think Eri would accidentally break his laptop or equipment, but he’d hate if she got hurt in any way because he left something in Tomura’s house.
“But I’ll try for her. I’d like to meet the family you have here if I’m going to be part of your life more often.”
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Look at me, I am providing ShigaSkeps now. I love this ship so much, it needs more art of them and I am here to provide. :sob: The second one was from a sticker I saw on Etsy, I made it with Skeps and Shigs instead. I made it when I was super tired and my hand was cramping, so it wasn’t the best.
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“Comforted huh?” he parroted and paused the game for a moment. “I suppose… I am comforted. I feel… nice… But there’s still a void in my heart… I still feel pain there.. I still hate everything and I feel anger still,” he replied with a touch of a frown on his lips. He then leaned into Tomoyasu for a moment.
“But at least I’m feeling something positive with you around,” he added and nuzzled his head against him. He pressed a kiss to his cheek and resumed the game.
“Maybe in time… with you, I’ll figure out what happiness is.. If you’re okay with that. I’d like to spend a lot of time with you. Even if you’re just working and I’m just near you relaxing.. Unlike you, I have a lot of free time sometimes. I get to choose my own schedule, being the boss. No one tells me what to do or what has to be done.”
Tomoyasu remained silent for the time being, sighing gently with the affection and returning it the best he could. He could only imagine the kind of trauma Shigaraki had went through in order to feel the way he did, in comparison he himself had a relatively normal childhood with only a few hiccups along the way that was managed by medication or self-discovery.
“Of course I’m okay with that. You’ve seen the server room -- there’s more than enough space for you to hang out and relax with me, even if I can’t give you my full attention at that time.” he responded, pressing closer to him and nuzzling his cheek slightly. A grin morphing on his face after hearing that. “-- Hah! Even as the boss of my own company, it’s too large to simply spend days with free time. It’s only because I have my advance puppet in my place that I can spend time here with you now..”
He glanced down at the game, still holding that grin when he saw Tomura effortlessly play through it even though he never played it before.
“I think you’ll figure things out, in any case, Tomura.” he assured. “Feeling positive is a good step forward. I’ll do my best to make sure you remain that way.”
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godofvillains:
A happy and pleased hum escaped the male when his belly was rubbed. It felt nice, he sometimes rubbed his own belly, but it wasn’t as good when someone else did it. He wanted to melt, so he leaned back more into the cushion of the soda.
“Then don’t let me go,” the god rumbled. “I don’t want to let you go either. It just feels– all this feels natural. It was easy to kiss you and cuddle you. I always thought if I were to have my first kiss, it would be very tense and awkward,” Shigaraki admitted, looking down at the console, and then to Skeptic for a moment.
A punk dusting showed on his cheeks when it was kissed. He leaned his head down just a bit and kissed the top of Tomoyasu’s head. He then pressed his cheek against the head and rubbed for a moment, before turning his full attention back to the game.
It was a fighting game, and he was already growing accustom to the combos and controls. “Yeah, I’m gonna kiss ass, and unlock monsters…” First round was won and he was already moving to the second one.
“You said you’re happy right now…. right? What is it like…. to be happy? I’ve never been happy in my life… so I don’t.. know what it’s like to be happy.”
Tomoyasu hummed in agreement there. He wasn’t a particularly physical person, at least he never considered himself one. The second that barrier was shattered though, he realised just how touch-starved he’d really been, how something as simple as a cuddle had short-circuited him. Let alone the kiss. He was still trying to wrap his head around the fact Shigaraki even remotely liked him in some way.
“What it’s like to be happy?”
The question threw him off, enough that he gazed up at Tomura quietly, hand halting. He could only imagine the sort of pain and turmoil his Commander had gone through with a quirk like his, let alone the life prior to all that. He didn’t know him as much as he’d like, and it made him hesitant to answer right away.
“Hm. Well. It’s difficult to explain, I suppose.” he reasoned. “It’s different for every person. They might have differing thresholds of what gives them a sense of contentment. Some people truly would be happy with just a bright sunny day. Others, I suppose, need to have something fulfilling to happen like a goal to be completed.”
He pursed his lips, disliking his own explanation given how vague it was. So he tried to contextualise it. “-- Maybe since you’ve never perceived yourself to be happy, you don’t recognise when you are? Take right now for example.. we’re in your home, cuddling and feeling all these new and strange things, playing a game you’ve wanted to in a while.. maybe you at least feel.. comforted? I think that could count as happiness.”
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godofvillains:
Shigaraki took the console into his hands when it was started up. It was already on the Godzilla game. He started it up and was looking through the menu before clicking story mode where he played as the hero, Godzilla.
He leaned in a bit against Tomoyasu. “So I’m a good pillow huh? I didn’t think I would be, considering I don’t really have much fat on me, just mostly muscles,” he replied.
“Cuddling as a job? No thanks. You’re the only one I’d cuddle that isn’t Eri. You should feel privileged that you’re able to cuddle me. Even kiss me,” the male stated as he took a hand off the game and gently stroked the other’s head.
“Feel free to help yourself to some snacks and drinks… I hope they’re to your liking.”
“I, hm.” Tomoyasu paused, stopping himself from embarrassment by saying that he enjoyed those muscles very much. He thought of a much more dignified way of putting it whilst he idly moved his hand to pet his tummy. “-- I enjoy leaning against you, at least. It’s comfortable. I don’t think pillows have to be soft and squishy.”
He nods, agreeing with him there. He absolutely felt privileged, but he also murmured the same sentiment; “-- As for you, Tomura.. It feels as though even just one kiss and cuddle has opened up the floodgates. I don’t really want to let you go. Of course I would stop if you needed space, but.. I’m happy right now.”
The petting was nice. It relaxed the overly tense man and he risked leaning his head up and kissing his cheek. It was just a little peck, soft lips upon his cheek before he settled back down to look at the console.
“They are,” he assures. “I’m fine right now. I want to see you kick some virtual ass, first.”
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Shigaraki blinked, lowering his hand that was holding a game case. He watched as Skeptic created puppets to begin cleaning up. He watched as soon the room was clean and neatened up. “You really amaze me…” he praised and soon got up and sat down on his couch. He patted the space next to him, inviting Tomoyasu to join him.
“I’d love to play it… But first I should ask, do you want any drinks? Any snacks?” he asked the other, sitting up a bit and leaning forward. “Oh, but first let me change my clothes.. I’d prefer not being in clothes I’ve already used for a few days while just washing…”
He got up and then smirked. His brought his hands through the arm holes and then slipped his shirt off, now being shirtless. He gave the other a little wink with a soft smile before heading off into his room to go change into some clean clothes. He soon returned with a gamer T and a pair of black sweat pants.
He then headed into the kitchen to grab some soda for them and a few snacks, mostly chips and returned to the sofa and set down the chips and drinks on the table.
“Alright, you can boot up the game and I’ll play some. And get close if you want to, Tomoyasu. I don’t mind if you touch or lean on me,” he informed the other male.
Tomoyasu seemed to beam when Tomura praised him, cheeks a little red in delight, feeling it wash over him. It wasn’t a sexual thing -- it felt nice to be noticed, to have his work appreciated. He offered a genuine smile to his leader and that seemed to invigorate the puppets to do an even better job.
“Anything you have is fine. I’m not too picky.” Given their mutual taste, he figures that Tomura would have the same sort of snack taste as he did. He fully expected the other to leave when he went to go get changed, but him taking off his shirt in front of him had the poor man flustered. What a tease!
He didn’t hold it against him though, not like he had before. With just a little huff, Tomoyasu was quick to scoot right against his side, getting comfortable. He sunk a few inches down given his taller height, gently resting his head on Tomura’s shoulder so he had full view of the console when he pulled it out of his bag and got it ready for him.
“That’s good.. you’re a surprisingly good pillow.” There was somewhat of a playful tease in his words. “-- If being villains fails us both, we can make great careers out of cuddling, apparently.”
He snorted out a laugh but always stopped himself from letting it spill out properly. The truth is he thought he had quite an ugly laugh after all, snorting when getting high pitched the longer it went on. It was embarrassing.
His arm hesitated for a moment more until he pushed himself to put it around Tomura, letting his hand rest idly on his stomach.
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Skeptic scoffed at the idea of Dabi caring at all about his extended allies. The League, maybe -- but the Liberation front? Hardly. Still, he supposed he could be more grateful for the man who stuck up for him, considering he'd nearly killed both Twice and an unconcious Toga at the time. He scooted a little away from him, hand lifting to card his fingers through long black hair, a little nervous tic he'd developed.
"No!" he blurts out faster than he can stop himself, quickly trying to compose himself though the fiery blush of embarrassment hardly made it work. The information Dabi revealed and the broadcast they made together was arguably his best work. Not to mention being in the entertainment and media business .. well, Tomoyasu was a bit of a snoop and a gossip. The idea of Dabi going to someone else fired a pit of jealousy in his gut.
"Y-you wouldn't dare," he muttered, trying to restore some semblence of dignity. "-- Nobody has nearly enough media connections and video manipulating skill as I do. You would be doing yourself no favours if you went to anyone else. My work quality doesn't lie.. Besides, my work ethic is without comparison."
After all, he's yet to properly process the fact that this was Enji Todoroki's dead son standing in front of him.
"I suppose I am merely .. confused. You're a very confusing person." Not that Skeptic understood most people on the best of days. "I would have assumed you'd have no further need of me now."
He saw the fight with Geten, he knows how powerful this man was. If that stopped Skeptic, though, he would never have clawed through the ranks of corporate ladders like he has. So with what he can only assume was a vein protruding from his forehead, he storms over to Dabi. His height made it so he looked down on him.
"You need to have an attitude adjustment if you want me to do anything for you. I know you didn't pull me out of the battlezone out of the goodness of your heart," he seethed with a sneer. He was clearly up to something. Just what, he didn't know. "-- So I suggest that you stop being cryptic and tell me already."
@scorchedscion
#mobile posting#I am sorry if this ends up long I am MOBILE BOUND and I CANNOT CUT#verse a: meta liberation.
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“That’s true.. our schedules are busy… But I wouldn’t mind making room for kisses,” he replied with a soft smile. His hand reaching up to scratch at his neck for a moment.
When the other started to smooth out his soft white fluff, he closed his eyes, learning forward a bit. He felt the kiss on his lips and hummed. To him, it wasn’t awful, it was their first… well second kiss. It was perfect to him.
“No, it wasn’t,” he purred. “It does feel natural…” Shigaraki reached forward and wrapped both arms around the taller man, pulling him into a hug. This time, he let it linger for a moment. “Thank you for letting me do that…”
Once the car pulled into his drive way, he let go. “Well, we’re here.” It wasn’t a tiny house, but it wasn’t big either. Enough to fit a few people inside, maybe two people to live in. But it was just Shigaraki most of the time.
He got out of the car and went to the back, grabbing Tomoyasu’s bag and slinging it over his shoulder and shut the trunk. He then headed to the front door and unlocked it with his eyes, opening the door and heading in.
It was a little messy. Trash here and there, game cases littering the floor. Scraps of fabric tossed about.
Once inside he set the bag down and began to clean up a little bit.
It was definitely different to his high budget corporate apartment that Tomoyasu frankly spent .. little time in. He almost never bothered to actually go to his home when he fell asleep in the server control room more often than not. Shigaraki’s place was quite nice.. it actually felt like a place lived in.
“Hm, let me handle this.” He mused, reaching out to rest a gentle hand on Tomura’s shoulder to stop him. After all, there was no sense to his logical mind to have him waste his effort on tidying up when Skeptic really didn’t mind too much. He looked quite happy just to be there with the other man. But also, slightly, he was craving that little need to be praised again, he couldn’t help how good it sounded from him.
Lifting up two of the empty takeout containers, his meta ability activated and it fell down into a seemingly grey goop. It started to take shape into the usual default puppet state and Skeptic pointed towards the nearest pile of trash.
“Clean up the litter and take the trash outside. Bundle the fabric up in colour order so it can be reused.. any clothes you might find that fit this description, just place them aside to be folded up later.” he curtly addressed them. The puppets were completely wordless, and merely set about their task collecting trash and cleaning up alike.
Skeptic looked a little smug when he moved to the couch, watching them work like a proud creator over his creations. “-- That should get things neat and tidy in no time and won’t detract any time away from us.”
Us .. he blushed a little and moved on before he lingered too long. “I brought the console.. you said you wanted to play the Godzilla game, right? You can play it for me..”
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Dabi hadn't quite known what to expect when he began slinking in the corridors of the Liberation headquarters, dipping into the various rooms and scoping out anything that would interest him. It was mere chance that he had stumbled into what appeared to be a surveillance room, or something to that effect as far as he could tell just from a glance. However, it was the room's occupant that convinced him to stick around and poke his nose into the guy's business.
"Wow, rude much? Maybe I just wanted the chance to get to know my new allies better hmm?" A complete bullshit excuse, but Dabi loved getting under people's skin.
“You should have been able to ‘know us better’ by reading the dossier’s I prepared on each of the Liberation members for the League’s lieutenant's to browse.” He snapped, brow twitching in anger. The worst thing about it is now that Dabi was in his space, he couldn’t do much to get him out of it. If he wanted to be a menace, he really could. He’s only got his words to fight him with.
“You’re either too stupid to read, or you never bothered, both of which are not my problem. You have your knowledge. You have no reason to be here.” He would consider summoning some of his puppets to body the man out of the room, but again.. the risk of damage to any of the systems was too great.
#verse a: meta liberation.#skeps is that mean bitch at the office#who will cave like a twig the second you assert any dominance KJHADSKJHASD#hellfirexandxashes
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