A Little Horny Thought I Had Last Night.

blind date (shigaraki x reader)

After endless failed attempts to help Tomura up his game, his friends have settled on their last resort: A blind date. Even before you show up, it's not going well. No quirks AU, 2k words.

this was originally in the x reader lovers community, but I figured I'd release it into the wild as well!

Tomura gets being a little late. “A little late” is practically his middle name. He waits until the last minute to do almost everything, and that means any complications mean he’s running behind. Hypocrisy pisses him off so much that he tries to avoid it all costs, so that means he has to put up with it without bitching when somebody else is a little late, too.

Except half an hour isn’t a just a little late for anything, let alone a blind date Tomura didn’t want to go on in the first place. He’s been waiting outside the bar you were supposed to meet at for half an hour, and he’s pissed.

“That’s it,” he says after the eighteenth time a woman his age has walked past and hasn’t been you, whatever the hell you look like. “I’m out of here.”

“Just a little longer, honey,” Magne says. She’s smiling, but she’s also got her arm around Tomura’s shoulders, and if she squeezes any harder, Tomura’s going to pop like a balloon. “She’ll be here.”

“No, she won’t.” Tomura crosses his arms over his chest, tucking his hands in so nothing will bite them. They’re on the waterfront, in the summer, and there are insects everywhere. Whose dumb idea was this? “You showed her a photo of me and she changed her mind.”

“It’s a blind date,” Magne says. Like Tomura’s supposed to know what that means. “She doesn’t know what you look like, either. That’s why you have to stay right here and keep wearing that baseball hat. Otherwise she won’t know it’s you.”

Tomura hates the hat. Right now he hates everything. “So she got here on time, saw me, and left. Can I go?”

Magne shakes her head. “You promised you’d try.”

“I showed up. I waited for fucking half an hour. I’ve tried.” Tomura finally shoves Magne’s arm off his shoulders. “I’m done.”

Tomura wishes he could say he didn’t know how he got here, except he does. One of his friends is getting married, and there’s supposed to be a wild bachelor weekend in Vegas, one last blast of stupid before settling down. Most of the groomsmen are planning to hook up with as many people as possible, and that’s where the problems start. According to his friends, Tomura has no game. Zero game. Negative one hundred game. If he was rolling for his game stat, it would be a critical failure – and none of his friends want to babysit him when they could be getting laid.

Tomura wouldn’t want to babysit when he could be getting laid, either. His solution was to skip the bachelor weekend and just show up for the wedding in his stupid rented suit. But apparently his friends really want him to come to the party, and they decided that what he needed was to get some practice in before the trip. Which means that for the last month, Tomura’s spent every Friday night and weekend getting dragged through his own personal hell.

They made him try dating apps, which were a disaster, even though Tomura let Toga set up his profile and make the first move. Then they tried traditional online dating, which also sucked, because Tomura’s too picky and other people have standards. Hanging out in bars and clubs worked exactly how it’s always worked – it doesn’t – and when Dabi pulled out the big guns and dragged Tomura to the sex club where he met his fiancé, the only people who talked to Tomura were guys. Tomura thought that was sort of a good sign, even though he’s not into men, until he remembered that guys will fuck anything with a hole in it. He’s not high on himself on his best day, but that was a really shitty night.

He thought they were going to quit after that, but his friends had one last ace up their sleeve – a blind date, Magne’s idea, which Toga enthusiastically signed off on when she saw a picture of the woman Magne wanted to set Tomura up with. Toga’s type and Tomura’s type line up, sort of, and Spinner giving the photo two thumbs way up sealed the deal.

It’s not like Tomura was hopeful or anything. He just wanted to get his friends off his back. Still, rejection sucks, and ghosting sucks worse. He’d rather have you show up and tell him to his face that you weren’t interested than stand him up.

Magne collars Tomura again, but her phone starts ringing at the same time, Toga’s contact info popping up. “Don’t go anywhere,” she warns Tomura as she raises the phone to her ear. “We’re here. She’s not here yet. Can you tell him –”

Tomura ducks out from under her arm and books it into the crowd of people on the waterfront, figuring he can make it to the metro stop before Magne figures out which way he’s going. But even that can’t go his way today, because he runs into somebody who’s moving at warp speed in the opposite direction, colliding at the shoulder hard enough to make him stagger. Tomura’s not confrontational, but it’s the wrong fucking day. “Can you watch where you’re going? It’s not like you matter to whoever you’re going to –”

“Are you Tomura?”

Tomura’s heart lurches. He stares hard at you as you right yourself, picking up the backpack you dropped in the collision. There’s no way this is happening. There’s no universe in which his blind date would be someone like you.

He can see right away why Toga and Spinner approved of you, but he thought you’d be someone in his league, not somebody who’s several kilometers above it. Maybe Tomura’s too excited that you actually showed up to evaluate what you actually look like. He looks away, then looks back. Nope – you’re still pretty, even though your face is flushed and you’re breathing hard like you’ve just been running. Did you run here to meet him? Only one way to find out. “I’m Tomura.”

“I’m so sorry,” you say. “My boss held me back at work, and I missed my train –”

You’re wearing some kind of work uniform. Scrubs, maybe. Are you a nurse? “And then I couldn’t decide whether to wait for another train or just run, so I ran – but I don’t really run, so it took even longer –”

Tomura doesn’t run, either. When he was doing the stupid online dating thing, he sorted out everybody who said more than one sentence about working out. You pause to suck down a breath, then keep talking. “I know everything I just said sounds like an excuse, and I know you’re leaving,” you say, “but I was hoping I could catch you so I could say I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stand you up. I get it if you want to call it off.”

Before Tomura can answer or even think about what he’s going to say, Magne bursts out of the crowd. “I told you not to run off,” she scolds, collaring Tomura again. “If you don’t stay put, there’s no way she’s going to – oh! You’re here!”

You nod. Magne looks you up and down. “I told you to dress cute,” she scolds. “And to get here on time. I practically had to chain him to a streetlight so he wouldn’t escape.”

“I’m sorry,” you say. “My boss –”

“Of course,” Magne says, scowling. “He’s never met a good time he doesn’t want to ruin.”

Magne knows who your boss is? “How do you to know each other?”

“She’s a pharmacy tech at the place I go to pick up my E,” Magne says. “She’s the only one who works there who isn’t an asshole, and her boss is the biggest asshole of them all. I only go in there when she’s on and he’s off. But let me introduce you the right way. Shigaraki, this is – ”

Tomura misses your name the first time Magne says it, catches it the second time, but it barely registers except as something he probably shouldn’t forget. You’re pretty. You’re not an asshole, or at least you’re the same kind of asshole as Magne and everybody else Magne’s friends with, including Tomura. Your boss is the wrong kind of asshole, which means you probably didn’t blow Tomura off on purpose. And you ran here so you could meet him even when you knew you were really late. You must have really wanted to meet Tomura. What did Magne tell you about him?

Tomura can ask you about that later. “So?” Magne is saying expectantly. “Can I leave you two alone, or are you going to run away again?”

“No,” Tomura says. “You can go.”

You look surprised. “Um –”

“Now.”

Magne cackles. She snatches the hat off Tomura’s head, ruffles his hair, and slaps him on the back hard enough that he staggers. “Have fun! I want all the details later!”

“Sure,” you say, bewildered, as she kisses you on the cheek. Tomura’s going to have to talk to you about that – any details you share with Magne will be fair game for the rest of Tomura’s friends, and he’s not sure how much he wants them to know. “Um, bye.”

Magne waves and vanishes into the crowd. Now it’s just you and Tomura standing on the sidewalk. You shuffle off to one side, out of the way, and Tomura follows you. “Are you sure you still want to do this?” you ask once you’re both leaning against the railing. “I get it if you’re not in the mood. When I’ve gotten stood up, I haven’t wanted to –”

“You’ve never been stood up in your life,” Tomura says, and your expression changes from confused to offended. “Look at you.”

You look down at yourself, then back up at him. “What does that mean?”

“I didn’t know anything about you and I got here on time. If I knew what you looked like beforehand I’d have been two hours early.” It sounded like a compliment in Tomura’s head, but he can’t tell if you’re taking it that way. “People like you don’t get stood up for dates.”

“I wish that were true,” you say. You look away. “I know how it feels. I get it if you don’t want to go out anymore.”

Tomura pretends he’s thinking about it. “How far did you run to get here?”

“Sixteen blocks.”

“You ran sixteen blocks to meet me. That cancels out being late,” Tomura says. You look up, surprised for a second or two before the relief kicks in. “I still want to go out.”

“Me, too,” you say. You smile at him. Women don’t usually smile at Tomura. People don’t usually smile at Tomura. He doesn’t know what to do with it. “Thanks, Tomura. For giving me a chance.”

“Yeah,” Tomura says. “What do we do now?”

“I don’t really know,” you admit. “It’s been a while since I went on a date.”

“Same,” Tomura says. ‘Never’ counts as a while in his book. “I don’t know – grab drinks or something?”

You nod. “Can we find somewhere to sit down for a second first? I don’t usually run that much, and I don’t want to pass out on you.”

“You can pass out on me if you want,” Tomura says. You blink. Tomura facepalms even though you’re looking right at him. “There are benches back there.”

The crowd on the sidewalk is only getting denser. Tomura doesn’t want to get separated from you, so he tells you to hold onto the back of his shirt. You grab his hand instead, and you’re still holding it when the two of you find a place to sit down. Still holding it once you’re both settled, searching for something to talk about. Tomura’s not optimistic about this. You’re too good to be true – the kind of woman who’d run sixteen blocks to meet him and hold his hand is a kind of woman who doesn’t exist. Even so, it’s – nice. Tomura laces his fingers with yours and decides to enjoy it while it lasts.

Has Lambert called Narinder any nicknames/pet names except for Nari?

Lamb does it sometimes. And loses often.

FNAF movie Vanessa doesn’t know Moon’s crimes,,

Do You Really Love Me? - | Tomura Shigaraki X Reader |

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Request - Hiya! Can you write yandere! Shiggy with a s/o that loves him, has a healing quirk and she really cares about him? Even though in the past he’s been creepy and violent fluffy please :))) Its nice to see more people writing for Tomura cuz he’s very cute.

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Genre - Yandere | Angst | Dark

Warnings - Stockholm Syndrome / Reader excusing absuive behaviours towards themself / Abuse / Strong language / Yandere / Shiggy being mean and abusive / toxic relationship / mention of heavy mood swings / dark themes / manipulation

Summary - Shigaraki has finally broken you and now living without him seems like your idea of hell.

Authors Notes - I agree, Shiggy is cute! I wanna give him a cuddle tbh! I made the reader in this kinda obsessed with him 😳 Hope you like it!

{ Please Read Warnings Before Proceeding! }

Afficher davantage

Incel shiggy kidnaps idol reader

Or rents lookalike idol reader (and he does what he wants with her bc this is the closest hell ever get) (then gives a fat check accompanying his fat load)

God, so many thoughts… head in hands rn/pos

Couldn’t decide on which one I like more, so here’s both kinda. Part two to this. Also, I’m assuming that by lookalike, you mean a sex worker who cosplays as the reader? I hope this is to your liking!

MDNI

CW/TW: Implied Kidnapping, Shigaraki is an incel so his opinions of sex workers are Not Great, I’m very new to writing smut

Shiggy tries hiring lookalikes but they never compare to you. You’re pure, a saint- no, goddess among men. These whores simply use your likeness to make a quick buck off of filthy nobodies like him. But sometimes a toy isn’t enough.

He hires one he finds on a porn site. They’re a convincing lookalike, even going so far as to mimic your voice. Even though you don’t talk like that. She laughs at a subpar joke he made, her laugh high and shrill, closer to a shriek than your angelic voice.

He brings her home while everyone else is out or in their rooms. He’s already been flamed by Dabi for spending so much on chicks that look like you, just thinking about it pisses him off.

He drags her into the room by her arm, ignoring her whining about his grip. When they get to his room, he tosses her on the bed, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants and boxers down enough to free his cock without looking at her.

She has on a pair of themed panties with little bows on them. She says her “best friend” got them for her. They’re themed after that damn boy idol group. Specifically, the boy who’s constantly touching you or making you laugh. That little shit has no fucking right being pressed up against your cunt, themed underwear or not.

Shigaraki turns her panties to dust, kneeling down until he’s face to face with her pussy. He shoves his face in, licking her slit and plunging his tongue into her hole. He wanted to practice before the real thing. He knew that one day you would be his, and he needed to be sure that he was your best. Plus, he found that he actually enjoyed eating pussy. He knew once you two were together, he’d be buried between your thighs 24/7.

He sped up his tongue as her moans got louder, circling her clit and tapping it before going back to her soaked hole. She sounded fake at first, but soon her voice became genuine as her orgasm approached.

Shigaraki flipped her onto her back before dropping back to his knees. He showed no mercy, sucking her clit into his mouth and licking it in tighter circles as his fingers plunged inside of her. With one final suck, her thighs clamped around his head as her orgasm crashed into her.

He forces her legs apart as he lines himself up and fully sheathes himself in one harsh thrust. Her legs clamp around him as he sets an unforgiving pace. His dick has an extreme upward curve, and his position keeps hitting her g-spot without even trying.

She’s teary eyed at this point, begging him for more. He grabs her thighs and pushes them until her knees are by her ears, leaning down until their breaths were mixing.

He leans further and licks a stripe up her throat, biting just below her jaw. "Gonna breed this nasty cunt. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" he says, lips pulled into a sneer.

“Yes, Ohmyfuckinggod please cum in me. I need it please oh my god oh fuck." Just another way she wasn’t you. You’d beg him to pull out. But it didn’t matter. He was too close to complain.

With a final cry into the musky air, her cunt clamps down on his cock. He groans, his hips stuttering as he presses himself flush with her hips, spurting out rope after warm, thick rope of cum into her pussy.

He stays inside for a few seconds before he pulls out, watching the globs roll out of her abused cunt. He doesn’t snap a picture, instead leaving $1,500 on the nightstand next to her before leaving to clean himself up.

He’s scrolling on his phone a little while later when he sees you’ve posted to your Twitter again. Your group is going to be returning to the city in three weeks and holding a concert the day of their return. You’re posting about how you can’t wait to be reunited with your beloved pet cat and sleep in your bed again.

Shiggy gets tickets to the concert and decides to follow the car the group came in to your house. After everyone has gotten to their homes, you are dropped off last at a fancy looking apartment. Shiggy watches you enter the building and watches the windows to see which light turns on.

You’re high up, but that doesn’t deter him.

He walks into the building, trying his best to not draw attention to himself as he climbs the stairs. He reaches your floor with great effort. He really should exercise more. He leans on the wall next to the elevator to catch his breath.

While he’s standing there, a guy in a Pizza Hut uniform walks out of the elevator, looking around.

“Hey, do you live here?” He asks, tilting his head. Shigaraki stiffens, trying to not look guilty.

“I’m trying to find room 816. Someone ordered a pizza, garlic bread, and soda. Big soda too, they must have a pretty severe sweet tooth.” He continues, trying to make small talk. Shiggy pushes himself from the wall, motioning for the man to follow. He leads him to a supply closet on the floor, pushing him inside when he hesitates. He snatches the boxes in his hand, placing it on a shelf.

“Wait, what the fuck?” The delivery man turns to Shigaraki, “Nice prank, ha-ha. Now where is Room 81-“

Shigaraki grabs the man’s neck, careful to avoid his clothes. The man’s eyes grow to the size of dinner plates before shooting to Shigaraki’ wrist, desperately trying to claw his hand off like a rat in a glue trap. With a pitiful gasp, he crumbled to dust, leaving just his clothes.

Shigaraki emerged from the closet a few minutes later and approached your door, knocking. You opened the door clad in only a pair of sleep shorts and an oversized top, flashing him a smile.

“Ah! My order! Thank you! Come in and place it on the table, I’ll get the money!”

I have to confess

I have another comfort character...yes Tomura isn't the only one even if he's my fav 😂✋

I also have sundrop✨ from fnaf i can't i...such a sunshine 🥺

After that red-eyed Sun thing like... c'mon... we were all thinkin it

He talks a lotta shit for a guy within KISSING distance 😏

Reblogs greatly appreciated!

Toys (NSFW)

Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB Reader

Tags: PiV, Use of Vibrator, Overstimulation, Squirting, Unprotected Sex, Pre-Established Relationship, Slight Dacryphilia

WC: 1.5k

"C’mon…don’t cry…let’s do it again…”

Sex with Tomura is amazing. Truly, it really is! Although he can be very rough in bed, he’ll always make sure your comfortable and enjoying yourself. If you ask him to change positions, he’ll always shuffle around just for you, even if he’s grumbling under his breath about how needy you are.

He’s an amazing partner in bed. Really…it’s just that…

More than half the time, he can never make you cum during sex.

That doesn’t mean the sex isn't good! No, of course not! It’s amazing! His cock curves so sweetly into your hot cunny, rubbing up into that squishy spot just a few inches deep inside you. And he loves to pound into you like his life depends on it, his heavy balls slapping against your ass / clit depending on your position, and his fingers so tenderly rub against your aching clit, causing your sweet little pussy to clench around him…

But it’s never enough

In the end, once he finishes, he’d have to use his long slender fingers to plunge inside you, desperately finger fucking you into oblivion until you cum. He doesn’t care if you cry and sob against his fingers, begging ‘Please! No more! ‘s too much!’  with your sweet little voice, he’s determined to make you cum.

Whenever you fail to cum during sex, he always seems so grumpy. So mad and upset at himself for failing you. It’s gotten so bad that he’d even end up scratching at his poor neck until it bleeds, beating himself up for disappointing you. All of this makes your heart ache, and eventually, you bring up the prospect of using toys during the bedroom.

When you first bring this up, he stays silent during the conversation, his mind whirring with different thoughts.

Were you seriously thinking of replacing him for some silicone dick? Was he not enough? Were you that unhappy with your sex lives? Would you break up with him? How fucking dare you try and replace him?! He was going to fucking kill-

Before his thoughts delved deeper into hatred and despair you quickly explained to him that no, this wasn’t a way to replace him, and that you were happy with your sex life. The conversation lasted a long time, the both of you sharing your opinions and thoughts on the matter.

Tomura was blunt about his thoughts on the matter. He refused to let you bring any dildo’s or toys that would require any sort of insertion into the bedroom. No, that was his job, only he belonged deep inside your weeping cunt, not some plastic toy.

He also didn’t want any toys to be used on him either. He was already upset about bringing in toys to begin with, so even bringing up using toys on him would cause him to start scratching his neck.

Eventually, the both of you reached a conclusion. You’d go out together, and buy whatever toy would suit his merit and your needs. 

When the day finally came to go shopping, you were absolutely buzzing with excitement! Not only would you be able to go shopping for something for your sex lives, but also you’d be able to spend time and help Tomura understand your needs.

Entering the sex shop hand in hand, you dragged Tomura towards the first few toys you saw, holding them up and explaining their function to him. At first, he didn’t really pay attention, his eyes darting throughout the store, his body stiff and his hands constantly coming up to tug the black hoodie further down his face.

You weren’t too sure if he was embarrassed, or maybe paranoid of being recognized, but eventually he managed to calm down enough to actually help you browse throughout the store. He scowled at every dildo or phallic item you passed, and he even spent a few seconds gazing at the wall of monster dildos in the corner.

For a moment, he imagined you struggling to take such a monstrous cock, and how your pretty little cunny would squelch and cry at such a big size. But he quickly pushed those thoughts away.

Eventually, after spending around an hour or so of browsing, you both decided on what you thought was the most basic purchase, yet best item you could have gotten. A hitachi wand.

As you two warped back, you spent the first few hours unpacking and letting the wand charge completely. Once it was finished, you took it back to Tomura’s room, holding it up like a prized possession as you spoke.

“Let’s try it out now!”

As you laid on your back, your legs spread wide as Tomura stood between them, his cock sliding between your puffy folds. Your slick mixed with his pre, your body buzzing with lust and excitement. Tomura grabbed the base of his cock, slowly sliding it down your slit until the tip of his cock nudged your eager hole.

You sighed in relief as he slowly pushed in, the head of his cock sliding in with a small squelch as you reached over the bed to grab the vibrator. You could see his lips twitch into a small frown, but he didn’t comment on your actions as he bottomed out.

Once you felt the familiar slide of his cock moving inside you, you turned on the vibrator, the buzzing noise causing his hips to stutter as he pulled back far enough to watch you place the bulbous head against your clit.

Instantly, a breathy curse escaped your lips, eyes fluttering shut as your hips bucked up in response to the intense vibrations against your needy bud. You could hear Tomura whimper from above you, his hips beginning to move as he spoke.

“Oh fuck…I-I can feel it even when i’m inside you…”

From above, Tomura felt chills of pleasure run down his spine. Everytime he moved, he could feel his cock buzzing from the pleasure, and everytime he pulled out far enough, the force of the vibrations would go straight to his tip. He groaned, his cock twitching as he moved faster, your slick causing his light blue pubes to stick together, a small string connecting the both of your bodies every time he moved away.

You could feel your pussy begin to drool, your tits bouncing with every hard thrust of his hips. His grunts became louder from above you, his hands coming up to grip at your thighs, the plush flesh pooling out of his fingers as he rammed himself deeper into you.

“Fuck…you feel so fuckin’ good…hah…so tight, you gonna cum already?”

You didn’t even notice the way your cunt so desperately clung to his cock, the coil in your stomach forming so quickly you could only babble a whiny ‘yes’ as you pressed the vibrating head even harder against your clit.

Your throat burned as you screamed out in pleasure, your orgasm ripping through you in multiple waves, both the vibrator and his cock drawing it out until you were nearly crying. You pulled the vibrator away from your overstimulated clit, gasping out as he grasped your wrist and forced the toy back against your nub.

You yelped, a searing pain that felt way too good suddenly coursing through you, your body squirming under him as you sobbed in response to his actions.

“No! Aagh! Tom-Tomura! W-wait wait wait! It's too much!”

He giggled from above you, a breathy moan escaping him as his hand pressed the toy against you even harder as he spoke in a dark tone, his hips stuttering against your pulsing cunny.

“Fuckk…feels so good baby…I can feel the vibrator against my cock-shit! Oh god…mhn…just a bit more..!”

You couldn’t stop the tears from falling from your face, your clit burning from overstimulation and pain. It felt so painful but with every second the vibrator was held firm on your clit the more you could feel another tight coil forming, ready to burst once again.

But this one was different.

Your legs began to tremble involuntarily, loud sobs escaping your throat as your cunny began pulsing against his cock in an almost painful vice. You didn’t even notice the sudden gush of liquid that squirted out of you, hitting Tomura’s pelvis and forcing his cock out of your gushing hole due to the intense pleasure of your second orgasm.

Tomura groaned in surprise as a sudden force caused his cock to pull away, watching as your sweet little cunny quivered and pulsed as you squirted against him, the strong yet short stream eventually dying down to a dribble, falling onto a pool of your fluids beneath you.

He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight, and only after a few moments of staring, laughter began to bubble up in his chest, leaving his mouth in small manic giggles as he trailed his eyes back to your face.

Oh, what a beautiful sight you were. All sweaty, flushed and wrecked. Fat salty tears escaping your eyes as you shook, small pretty sobs escaping your lips as you laid out all blissed out and messy.

He leaned down to lick the salty tears off your face, his cock pulsing and throbbing with eagerness as he grinded against your sloppy pussy.

“Oh fuck…that was so fucking hot…holy shit..eheh…c’mon…don’t cry…let’s do it again…”

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Another drawing

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Let Me Forgive You

S6 Shigaraki Tomura/GN Reader SMUT 18+

Word Count: 3.6k

AU where Tomura wins in the war arc and comes back 'home' to his beloved. Though, they have mixed feelings it seems. Tomura will fix that. It is absolute filth yall.

WARNINGS: 18+, toxic obsessive/possessive god complex Tomura!!!!, pretty desperate Tomura too, vulgar, some violence, manipulation, guilt tripping, degradtion, sprinkle of praise, name calling, dom/sub, master/pet(?), darcyphilia, grinding, some fingering/cunniligus, spit, drooling, vaginal penetration, Tomura's monster cock

Notes: Just a little something to start it off. I TRIED TO NOT go too crazy. tried very hard to not use (Name) constantly, resorted to just pet names. LOTS OF 'PET'.

The sudden rush of the man's heart beating once again was an electrifying experience, Tomura recalled. Feeling his blood pumping in his veins, along with his body burning with complete power pulsating in his system. The change to Shigaraki Tomura was intense, everything he once was being gone and replaced. Full control over his quirk, All For One now at his disposal too.

Shigaraki would put it as being reborn.

His eyes had snapped open, on the floor of the Doctor's cold lab. Rudely awakened. A hero who kneeled at his side as he had sat up. The first sacrifice for their new god it seems. That hero was only the beginning to his gnarly blood shed. The first to fall to his new power.

The one to start his thirst for turning those heroes into dust or a bloody pulp.

Tomura had a goal he was going to meet, have hero society destroyed and all kneel before him. He will be the one to make them all pay, they will pay for those they left to drown in the curelity of this world.

He may had not been finished with evoling into the form that was planned to take and his army ambushed but Tomura was not going to allow it to hold him back. Pesky heroes always wanting to play unfair. To play dirty. He would show them how such didn't even matter, they only brought their death sooner.

Tomura would demonstrate what he was capable of even just at seventy five percent and that he is an unstoppable force.

And, so he did. Their war destroying the majority of the city. Many falling left and right on both sides, villians and heroes. Tomura ridding those in his way, his league doing their part.

All the heroes attacks were futile. They simply slowed Tomura down if anything. In the end, it was them who fell to their demise. Most laying in the rubble of the city or body ceasing to exist.

Tomura had stood there proudly, blood smearing his body along with sweat and dirt. His tight suit and flaring cape ripped, exposing skin and wounds that were regenerating quickly. Thinking everything that had happened to get to this point.

Tomura had done it. He had won. It took on all those opposed and crushed them. He grinned manically, the smile splitting across his face before bursting out in laughter and arms out. Feeling on top of the world, even beyond that. It was all his. All. His. Tomura deserved what is rightfully his.

Which included, his beloved little pet. Tomura had kept his play thing waiting so long, locked away in a safe house on the outer edge of the city. Away from any possibility of getting involved or, god forbid, to be hurt. How could he protect them while he was away, Tomura would never leave them all alone. Especially with his 'comrades', he doesn't trust any of them with his play thing, who knows what those assholes from the liberation would do.

The only member that knew their exact whereabouts was Skeptic, since he was the one that had been monitoring them the entire time with his technology. Tomura knew that twig wouldn't do anything after the way he threatened him.

His beloved had to stay safe, to stay put. After successfully destroying hero society, he was instantly heading straight for them. His army confused as to where he was going, thinking a celebration was in order. Dabi had even piped up about it. Tomura simply smiled at them over his shoulder, saying to start celebrating without him, that it is well deserved. Explaining vaguely that he still had business to attend to.

His business being them. He needed them so badly, Tomura had the most raging hard on pressing against his suit. All the excitement from the violence turned into a different... excitement. His thick cock pushing and rubbing against the resteicting material, needing their attention. He couldn't stand another second away.

Tomura was quick to get to the safe house, having projected himself through the air with his air canons quirk. The door instantly unlocking as he approached it and he allowed himself in. The house was nothing but the best, larger than most and as comfortable as possible given the circumstances.

He wasted no time, striding straight to their room he had set up for them. A room for them to share when the moment had came. The door slightly agape, soft light peaking through. Tomura could hear a voice though, heart rate picking up and slamming the door right open. The knob breaking in a hole into the maroon colored wall.

There they were. His prize sitting on the slightly tosseled bed, the lighting soft and dimmed. Their head facing him and their own eyes wide. He noticed they were... teary. The news on the TV, reporting on the success of Tomura's battle. Counting the death toll, the faces of heroes that fought appearing next to the reporter. That green haired brat even there, Tomura had put a painful end to him. It showed all the destruction and the impact the war had.

Though, the man barely had given it any mind.

He grinned with a piercing gaze, "I have returned, did my little pet miss their master?". The torn up cape fell to the floor, having unclipped it, as he moved closer but his pet backed away on the bed, slightly curling in on themself.

The look on their face wasn't what he expected to see. It was fearful, they looked horrified. As if he was a threat to them. Tomura stopped in place, "what's that look for?... aren't you happy to see me? after all this time.".

They had instantly looked away. Head moved to the side. "Tomura.. you.. you did it" They murmured out.

"Of course I did it but look at me and answer my fucking question. What's that damn look for?" Tomura spat in response. The other slowly turned their gaze back to him. They were silent for a moment, then they spoke, "you killed... so many innocent people, you killed kids, Tomura".

His fists instantly balled up at his side.

"I was all for your plan, I never doubted you.. but I didn't realize.. I didn't want this, I can't do this" They continued, a hand holding their face as tears welled up and spilled. All Tomura saw was a pathetic display, he was aware his pet wasn't like him. They were still soft on the inside. They had a sense of humanity left, the opposite of Tomura.

However, even then as they voice their displeasure with his actions, Tomura's boner kept strong. Their tears even fueled him. The poor thing is simply confused, he'll help them come to their senses and fast since he cannot stand not fucking them any longer. He needed his little power up. Tomura took a deep breath, sitting on the bed. Back facing them.

"(Name). It was all for the greater good. I wouldn't have done any of this if it had no results, no purpose. It was up to me to make the difficult decisions that no one else could make" His voice was gentle, smooth even. They listened intently. "It was society's punishment, I am their consequences. I did what I was set on this world to do and I thought you understood that, I thought you understood... me".

They jumped up at Tomura's words, panicking from the realization that they have mispoken. Facing him and reaching to him. "No no, of course I understand, I get why you did this, please, I really do-" but Tomura moved away from their touch, standing and crossing his muscular arms.

He gave a disappointed look, "you clearly don't and to think I taught you better. You have forgotten who is in the right, I am the one you are suppose to put all your faith, your everything into. I have turned into a fucking god, I decide this world's future, don't you understand that?" his teeth bared as he almost growled out his words.

They whimpered, head bowed, on their knees near the edge of the bed and regretting their words. They can't stand Tomura being upset with them, they should've known better. "I'm so sorry, Master. I understand".

Tomura looked over his shoulder, a smile creeping up on his lips. Maybe they haven't completely forgotten, still, a reminder was in order. He simply hummed.

He faced them, hand with the metal  prosthetic reaching and holding their owm face. Lifting their head to look up at him. The sight made Tomura's crotch throb, the glossy eyes with tears down their cheeks. His breath hitched up.

"Oh, you're sorry, hm? I have been away for months, went through excoriating experimentation and fought a whole war and you make me come back to this. I am more than pissed off with you, brat. I don't fucking deserve this, now do I?".

"No, you don't, Master".

"Exactly. Now, I think it's best for you to make it up to me? Be good and behave for you're new god. Let me forive you. You want my forgiveness, right", Tomura's thumb stroke of their wet cheek, holding himself back from tasting your tears.

They sniffled, nodding their head. Muttering, "of course... my god". That wasn't difficult at all. Tomura almost groaned right then and there. He needed them so badly, they had no idea.

Tomura pushed them down onto the bed roughly, on top of them, hands on either side of their head with white hair hanged over his face. His lover looked him over, eyes glazing over his body. The suit ripped up, showing some skin, his muscles and promiant scars. He was filthy too, sweaty, dirty and dry blood on him. Their eyes went lower and noticed his clear erection. It made their face get hot and the space between their thighs ache.

"It's been so long, too fucking long" Tomura whispered, leaning down and burying his face into the crook of their neck. Taking a deep inhale of their scent, it was comforting to Tomura.

They simply gripped onto the blanket of the bedding, feeling their heart quicken.

His own breathing increasing, the excitement of finally having them all to himself. Tomura's hands moved down their body, gliding along the side of their body to their thighs. Parting them and pressing their bodies together. Metal prosthetic cool on their warm skin. Grip bruising as his hands tightened, the contact making Tomura let out a shaky sigh. His pet whined at such. His cock pressing into their crotch and a shock went through their body.

They could feel that he had... gotten bigger. Though, feeling it simply through his suit made their legs weak. It was going to hurt but even then, they found themself stopping some drool escape their mouth.

Tomura noticed it, his senses so much sharper. He was noticing every little response from them. The small tremors, uneven breathing and noises supressed at the back of tbeir throat. It filled him with such pride. He couldn't help but make a hearty chuckle. Lips to their ear, whispering, "didn't realize how cock hungry you would be. I should've guessed".

They had let soft noises slip out. Their hands finding their place against Tomura's strong chest.

His hips started to move, grinding against them. Rubbing into their pussy that only had thin material to separate them. Tomura could feel the warmth of it, he could already feel himself get drunk on it and he had barely started.

Next thing they knew however, was their clothing being taken off. Exposing their bare flesh to him, panties staying in place. Tomura needing to see the body he absolutely loved to use all up. He held himself up and continued his movement into them, staring at them.

"So damn pretty and you're all mine, all mine for the keeping. Only perfect for me to fucking use. You like that, don't you. You like being used like a doll. Think you made for it, made for me to fuck... Damn it, I've missed this so much" Tomura gritted out.

He suddenly parted his body away, only to move himself lower. Between their spread thighs, panties disgustingly slick. Sticking to them. Tomura absoluty loved it, he loved seeing the effect he had. He gave a manic smile, trailing a finger along it.

"Hm, you filthy slut. Already so wet, how pathetic. You were just crying a moment ago, crying over the deaths these same hands that are touching you caused. Now, they have you soaked. What a joke" Tomura laughed out, before placing his lips against them. Pressing a kiss before licking the fabric.

Tomura's love couldn't stop their trembling. Thighs shaking, threatening to close on his head.

"You're lucky I love this cunt of yours so much, wouldn't even bother with it and let my dick ram it unprepared if I didn't", he pulled the piece down by the elastic, off and threw it to the side, completely vulnerable to him.

Tomura's face stayed close as he began to drag two fingers up and down the slit, torturously slow. His fingers were long and perfect for fingering, he found that out the first time he did it to them. A 'natural' they had put it.

He added more pressure, watching his fingers move against their pussy. Making sure to get the most sensitive spots, like going at their cute attention deprived clit, and let the wetness spread on his hand. After a moment of that, he sank them inside their tight hole. Tomura moaned at the sensation along with (Name).

He wants that to be his cock so bad but he couldn't have his poor toy breaking in a bad way. Tomura wanted to be a good master, not like he would say that outloud.

The man fucked into the others pussy with his deadly fingers, hitting deep and picking up the pace every few seconds. They were making such a disgusting mess, Tomura found it so cute. They couldn't stay quiet with this sorta treatment, his digits making them feel full and it had them close to tears. His dick was going to ruin them.

"That's it, doesn't that feel so much better. This pussy must have been feeling so empty all this time alone, hm. Just wait until my cock's inside you, then you will feel complete" he cruelly said.

Then Tomura pulled his fingers out gave teasing licks, tasting them. His eyes looking up to watch their expressions. Long licks turned into harsh rolling of the tongue and sucks. They squirmed and moaned from such; the state Tomura wants his pet to always be in.

He loved the taste. He loved the scent. He loved the feeling. Shigaraki Tomura loved pussy, he was a certified lover of it he would claim.

Though, he could only do it so long. His boner was painful at that point. Feeling as if it was going to tear through the material of the pants of his suit. Tomura pulled away, a string of saliva connecting from his tongue and them for a second. He stood up to almost rip the suit off of him, undoing it. The belt falling to the floor, upper half off and exposing his new body fully along with his pants pulled down to his mid thigh.

He moaned at the relief.

Tomura's body was insane. More muscles and overall much more defined. They shamelessly stared as they panted. Though, their eyes drifted down and... their heart dropped at the sight of Tomura's cock in all it's glory.

It was monstrous. Larger than they remember, it had to have gotten bigger during the time he was away. It was hot and heavy between his musclar thighs. Tip flushed in a dark color, two or three veins along the shaft, dripping with pre cum with some white pubes that, barely visibly, trailed upwards his stomach. They let the words 'oh my god' slip out.

Tomura ate the reaction up. Grinning darkly as he took a hold of it and gave it a view pumps. He let out breathy sounds before saying, "that's right but hey don't be scared, it won't hurt... that much" laughing out the last two words.

They whined in response, their face burning up. An intense mixture of intimidation and arousal going through them.

"You can suck it another time, slut. Think I am well overdo from being balls fucking deep inside you" Tomura muttered out, grabbing at their body and going back to towering them. In between a standing and leaning over position. He held their thighs once more as he place his dick against them.

His pet watched with wide eyes, trembling violently as they felt to tip nudge at their cunt. They weren't sure wether to cry to just shove it in or that it'll be too much to take.

Tomura was also struggling himself. Struggling to control himself. The small contact of his twitching cock against his little slut's pussy was close to causing him to snap. He isn't that weak, he can't be, how can a god get so worked up.

He kept his cool, jaw slack and muttering a few curses as he rubbed along their needy pussy. Wetness spreading all on it, glistening from it. They were already so wet but he wasn't going to risk anything so Tomura shifted back to spit right between them. The other grimaced.

Tomura held their legs apart, staring intensely between their bodies. His noises becoming even more appreant, groaning and whining as he then moved the tip to push through their little hole.

It was already stretching them open to a point they made a pained sob and Tomura's eye lit up, perking his head up.

"Holy shit, don't you dare hold back those cries from me, you got that. Keep it going. Need to hear you, you're sound so good when you cry like that" he said with such a desperate tone in his voice.

He sank deeper. Sliding in inch by inch. Tomura had just gotten so big that it was unpreparable however. The stretch and ache was painfully pleasurable. It made the other light headed. Tomura drooled from the sensation, eyes rolling up a bit with an almost manic grin once he hit the hilt.

All wrapped up in the hot softness of his lover's insides.

He pushed their legs up for their knees to meet their chest, tits pushing together and it was a view that made his pet feel his cock throb intensely inside them. Tomura whined, rocking right into their warmth. Staying sheathed inside.

"Mm, so lewd. Taking my cock like the obedient whore you are. Bet it feels like I'm splitting you in half but you're pussy is gripping onto it for dear life. Fuck, it's making your Master feel forgiving already... but need more persuasion than this though", with that, he pulled out and slammed right back in. Repeating the movement over and over. Harshly fucking into their body.

His pretty prize made the sweetest noises. Reaching out to him, to hold onto him. In need of his support but Tomura pinned their wrists down.

Strong arms caging them as they laid beneath, having their bodies closer together. Their legs weakly resting on his slender waist. Their body relaxing as kuch as it could, easier for Tomura to ram them.

White hair fell over his eyes as he concentrated on using his pet all up. Catching up on the pleasure he has had set back due to world domination. The slaps of their skin loud and wet. His thrusts harsh and sloppy, too eager to keep up a rhythm. Both shining with a sheen of sweat.

Tomura still ran his mouth as he fucked into them. "Fuck. The perfect reward for your god. Waited too long. Even when those idiots broke me out, being shocked back to life and wiping everyone out, couldn't stop the thoughts of getting to you and fucking you. I could feel how pent up I was, you got no clue how much that took to put that aside. Finally I have you, I've got you. I deserve this, I deserve it all. Everything is mine, you're mine".

He moaned between every few words, which became slurred as he kept pounding into them. His pet was checked out, eyes dazed and on the verge of cumming on his dick. The angle hitting a weakening spot.

Tomura could feel it. Their pussy fluttering and tightening up again. His pace dropped in speed, instead drag his thrusts out to snap deeply back in and savour them. It was definitely making them both melt.

He kept it up before his lover threw their head to the side, making their own breathy moans and cries of his title as their orgasm took over their senses. Tomura lost it as he felt it, arms scooping around their frame and holding them close as he hissed from it. He was going to fill them up. His thrusts became shallow humps, chasing his own climax.

It had happened in the matter of a few more seconds. Cock nestled inside their cunt as he panted, his breathing shaky. Spilling his thick cum deep into them and filling his pet up. It had even leaked out.

Tomura still rocked into then, almost as if he was trying to fuck his cum even deeper into them. He pulled out eventually, sitting up to see the picture perfect view of his lover. All spaced out, twitching and legs shaking as their gods very own cum spilled from their hole, right onto the sheets.

The man grinned, pleased with himself and feeling much more relieved.

He leaned down, pressing his lips to their cheek before softly speaking, "you are forgiven. you will stay behaved from now on, right. Stay good for me".