Flamme-shigaraki-spithoe - Just A Big Simp 🤌✨

Yea 💀😂 but you get the idea

What if we could lay an egg with narinder ?

Please if any developper see this, let us repopulate the lambs ! (And f*ck with narinder 👉👈)

Tattoo artist! Toumura Shigaraki! At 11:33pm

Afab!Reader x Tomura Shigaraki

Smut! Read at your own risk <3

I'm sorry but this man gives me🦋🦋🦋🦋

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

Okay so, small detail. I feel like instead of wearing those full-cover gloves, he'd wear gloves that were fingerless (if they are allowed).

You just wanted a cute tattoo, you didn't think you'd get... a sneaky link as well.

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

You walked in the renovated-bar, where the tattoo store was located and BOY. You did not expect your artist to be this hot, his voice was so intoxicating and his hair... god his hair looked so gorgeous. And with your incredible luck, the receptionist gave HIM to you for your appointment!

Apparently his name was Shigaraki, he was explaining the procedures of getting a tattoo, but you just focused on his hands. He had fingerless gloves, some fingers were still covered but still, they were long and...

"Alright, where do you want your tattoo?"

"Oh! Uhm, on (prefered location) please."

"Since you asked nicely, sure."

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

My goodness, if you could die right there, you would. His hands held onto your skin as he used the tool to press the ink into your skin. You chose a (insert design), and according to his words 'be sure to not regret it.' Oh you would never, heck you might just get more tattoos' just to see him again.

His shoulders, his neck, you found the perfect piece of eye candy for you. When the ink stopped, you snapped back into reality to see him talk (more like shout) with the receptionist saying that they'll be awhile. But didn't he say it would only take only 2 hours? Sure the awhile could mean that but-

"I know your checking me out."

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

You always took notice of his slender, long fingers. But feeling them INSIDE YOU? You were gone, all you could think about was the hot tattoo artist fingering you on the seat.

"Shh... be quiet. Not unless you want them to hear?"

"ugh... please~"

"Shut it slut. Be quiet and I'll give you something more than my fingers."

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

You ended up getting his number, he didn't give you the 'more' but he said after his shift. So you left with a tattoo, and a new found lover? It took him about 3 more hours until his shift ended, and he was now heading towards your home.

You thought about preparing a meal, but when you went to answer the door whilst cooking, he just pounced onto you and started kissing your neck and nipping at your delectable skin. Small moans slipped as you both made your way to the kitchen... the meal, forgotten.

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

After that night, he became not only your sneaky link but also a close friend. He'd come running if you asked him to rail, fuck, finger, and etc.

When he's eating you out, his focus was solely focused on your taste and where he sucked. (his focus is strong since he has to avoid mistakes on a client's skin)

When he's fucking you? Oh he'd degrade you, hard. He'd have one hand on your throat and the other holding one of your legs up, as he spits insults and small praises from time to time.

Your ability to walk? HA, you lost that the day he fingered you. You were practically wobbling out of the tattoo store, no weird looks, but yeah.

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

Hope you enjoyed! Have a good day/afternoon/night. &lt;3

Sanctuary of Nightmares PT 5

Platonic SB x Child Reader

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A/n: I meant to get this chapter out a little bit sooner but I've been having a really shitty day so I didn't have the time. But I have it out now so enjoy!

Sun was using every bit of his energy to keep the young boy distracted. He didn't let the boy stray out of arms reach in fear that he'd get too loud and gain attention from the others. And he'd been doing a great job too! He had everything going as smoothly as it could.

Until that voice came back...

See, Sun's job after hours was to clean up messes left behind by the kids in his care. It was a line of programming that was constantly there but was ramped up during the night to ensure the play area would be spotless by the time children got here. Usually he managed to keep thr place spotless as the kids played so that overwelming feeling during the nightime hours didn't effect him as much.

During this time he likened a mess to the feeling of dread, at least that's how the workers described it to him. Similar to the kind of feeling a child gets when they've done something incredibly bad. A sinking feeling that he'd get in trouble or that he'd be outright decommissioned if everything wasn't spotless. This, of course, wasn't the case. Though no amount of convincing could change purposefully made programming.

It was while he held the boy in his hands, attempting to place him down, that an echo screamed through his head.

"PUT THAT DOWN! IT'S DANGEROUS"

The scream greatly startled Sun, his mind overtaken by the sound. He dropped the boy before looking around as if he'd find the source of the voice manifested somewhere else. What happened instead was a clumsy fall as he tripped over a stack of toys, knocking them and him down in a loud fall. When he looked up and noticed the mess he felt that dreadful feeling sink in.

"Oh no. Oh no no no no no no NO! I-I've made a mess!" He yelled before quickly throwing himself at the toys, hastily trying to fix them.

The clanging of toys followed by his panicked yell had quickly awoken you. You had learned to be a rather light sleeper, ready to spring up at a moment's notice, just in case you had to run or hide. It was practically second nature at this point.

For a moment you panicked, not recognizing your surroundings. That didn't last long though as you soon recalled the day's events and remembered where you were. What caught your attention next was the lack of any nearby presence. Neither the animatronics you'd previously were here nor was anyone else for that matter. Blinking your tired eyes open, you wearily looked around before your mind fell onto a noise from outside. It sounded like Sun's voice but in your groggy state you couldn't quite make it voice out.

Hoping to see where he'd gone you silently ascended the stairs, not looking to draw any attention to yourself. You made it to the podium you'd seen briefly before. It allowed for a full look around the playroom, though your eyes quickly fell on an unfamiliar presence.

Is that a kid?

You couldn't make out much from here, the distance too great to fully see any features. Though they seemed to be quickly making their way to the security desk, as if on a mission. You couldn't quite focus more on the kid as Sun's voice caught your ear, the familiar sound immediately pulling your attention.

"I-I have glitter glue! Googly eyes?" He inquired in the kids direction as he attempted to quickly make his way over to the child, almost running to them. He didn't make it far though as he tripped over another pile of toys, falling on his face and in doing so losing his faceplate. He quickly grabbed it, shoving it back on before turning around to the toys he just tripped over as he quickly tried to pick them up. He had to keep one hand on his face to keep it in place, his other hand struggling to quickly pick up the mess.

Sun was in an absolute panic.

Everything was piling up. The day's events with you and your painful silence, his loud echos of Moon, his inability to keep himself together in both sense of the phrase, his panic to keep you staying here a secret, these knocked over toys, this little boy who was so incredibly close to the light switch-

All of it, all of it ran through his mind. His systems were nearly overloaded by stress as he desperately tried to get the small boy to listen.

If he was capable of crying right now, he would.

You easily noticed this. You intuitively knew what each small fidget and movement meant. He didn't need a face to show it. It was in the slight shake of his hands, the tightness of his grip, the way in which his body slumped over his objective. You grew a deeply concerned look, the behavior so strange now that you saw it genuinely expressed in another.

You'd seen anger, apathy, and a sweet sugar coat of happiness when in public, but you never saw sadness in others. You'd never known others to feel devastation or concern, you'd never seen panic or fear or pain on anyone else. Those emotions had always been saved for you, a tool often used against you. They were emotions that made you feel useless, broken. As if you were the only one who knew what those emotions were, the only one to know the loneliness of the pain those emotions brought.

Yet you saw it in him. You saw him doing the thing you'd never known others to do. You saw him holding it back, pushing it away, desperately trying to hide it from the world because it already hurts so much that feeling anything else might just make you break-

Suddenly the room went dark. A simple second was all it took.

Sun didn't move from his spot on the floor. His hand instead silently falling from his face, letting the metal piece hit the floor. He didn't bother to fight it, he was too stressed to even think about the consequences anymore.

When Moon slowly clicked back to life he was overtaken by emotion. He'd been able to feel Sun's stress, especially with the still heated circuits in his system. But, more than that, he'd heard every thought through Sun's head. It was always when Sun became stressed that he'd ever heard them, those frantic words that only the two of them understood. It always upset him when Sun was like that. He couldn't stand to see his other half that was usually so bubbly become so defeated.

He didn't have much time to think about that though, no. There was another emotion that flowed through his system.

How dare this little thing come here. How dare it harm Sun, how dare it threaten to harm you! It had no right- no RIGHT to be here! That dangerous little thing! That harmful little creature!

And, for the first time, he felt Sun. Not in the way where he echoed in Sun's mind, no. He feels Sun's anger. His frustration. He couldn't hear him, he couldn't begin to imagine Sun wanted anything to do with him still, but he knew he was there.

Moon's eyes turned red, his vision going with it. His security protocols had been going ever since he'd locked eyes with that creature and he'd be damn sure that it wasn't staying around to harm anyone else.

"Naughty boy, naughty boy" Moon spoke as he slowly stood from the floor. His voice was no longer lulling or comforting but rather terrifying. It sounded almost as if both Sun's and Moon's voices mixed to create a gravel-like high-pitched tone that would send a shiver up anyone's back.

In the sudden darkness of the room you couldn't see much which only made the terrifying sound all the more bone-chilling. Not only that, but the slight clicks of the moving bot along with the faint red glow of his eyes deeply unsettled you.

Sun was...that? Moon was that? They were the same?

Then who was this? This terrifing dark creature that resembled Moon yet felt not at all familiar. His clicks were intentional yet sharp, his eyes showing the bright red of danger. You felt your body freeze, your hands quickly covering you mouth to hide any sound you might make.

It was only moments later that you lost track of the glowing eyes, only for them to lunge towards the child you'd seen earlier. You heard the kid let out a slight scream, one that stopped your heart for a moment. You were only slightly relieved of your newfound panic when a flashlight glared and moved, signifying they were okay.

For the time being at least.

The shine of the flashlight disappeared into the jungle gym, the glowing eyes not far behind. You felt the stop of your heart turn into a frenzy of beats against your chest at what ensued. A chase, one that you had a hard time deciphering the movements of. You couldn't move, you could barely breathe. Panic had fully overtaken your senses leaving you too terrified to think straight. You could only watch in horror as the nightmare unfolded before your eyes.

Were you dreaming? Was this a nightmare? Moon had been so calm, so kind. He'd felt so safe and comforting. And Sun- Sun had felt so carefree! So happy you almost couldn't imagine him upset. Yet those two people were one, and they were what was hunting down a child. A child that could have been you- a child that could still be you! Were you in danger?! Were they going to hurt you?

All of it came to a sudden stop when the bright glare of a flashlight shined towards you. You stared back, unaware that the kid had noticed you for a moment. After a second when the light didn't turn away you two became fully aware of each other, of the situation the other was in. Two scared kids facing down a seemingly homicidal animatronic more than twice the size of either of you. You couldn't see each other well, but you could at least say that they knew you were there.

This moment of recognizing the other didn't last long though as you saw past the flashlight and noticed the red glow that slowly approached the kidm

Nononononononono-

"NO!" You moved your hands to yell, an action that startled the kid enough for him to turn and shine the light on the now frozen animatronic behind him. Without more than a split second of decision making the kid jumped down the slide, quickly removing themselves from the animatronics presence.

But those glowing red eyes didn't follow him.

You saw him turn towards you.

The blood drained from your face, your stomach falling as he locked eyes onto you. There was a moment of absolute silence, neither of you moving.

He had been so close, so close to catching that little creature. But that noise, that piercing, painful noise had stopped him. He hadn't heard that sound before, yet he knew exactly who it belonged to. When his eyes had turned to see you he was met with utter fear. You were recoiled yet frozen in terror, your hands covering your mouth again as you stared at him. You were...

You were terrified of him.

That little kid that had rested so peacefully in his arms, the one that had been so skittish yet curious, had become terrified of what he was.

And to acknowledge, to even think about what that meant hurt him. To think he'd scared you, to think he was the reason you were frozen...

It hurt.

No no no this was all wrong! You- You were supposed to be happy! He wanted to keep you safe, to keep you happy! That's why Sun had done any of this, why he had kept you here. You were hurt a-and they were supposed to fix you! To make you a happy little kid!

But you stared with those terror-filled eyes, fully untrusting of what they had become. Moon felt like he'd failed and he could feel that Sun blamed him for it. You were scared because of him. That's all Moon had ever been good at doing...

It was during these few seconds that these thoughts were held, these moments before everything truly went wrong.

All it took was one small movement. One step from the bot towards you had shattered your frozen state. You bolted off the podium and back into the room before practically throwing yourself down the stairs. You stumbled a moment, catching a railing with your hands and a shock of pain only outweighed by your rushing adrenaline. You heard the click of him landing on the podium, hid movements no longer silent as he chased. You ran towards the door, slamming it open before bolting down the hall.

"Wait! Please, please wait!" You heard their voice call but you felt you knew better than to turn back and face the thing that had been trying to attack the kid from earlier.

The halls were pitch black with not a single light to guide you. Your hands traced the walls as you ran, panicked and hoping to find some way- any way out of here. You heard the metal feet fall in the room behind you before quickly following after. You stumbled in the dark, your sense of direction minimal. Yet, whether by pure luck or past experiences in similar situations, you found a door. You struggled to find a knob to the door when suddenly the lights turned on, revealing the handle to you. Just as you had found the exit you heard a shill scream, one that shattered your ears but only further increased your terror. You quickly pulled the door open, almost certain the bot was going to catch you. Guided by the faint lights of the hall, you ran out the door. You didn't take note on the delay before they gave chase once again.

Bolting as fast as your little body could go you were speedily making your way down the hall. However, the clicks of the metal robot only grew closer, their terrifying sound echoed in words you believed were only used to trick you into stopping. You had been here before, you'd done this before. The moment you were caught there was no escape, you couldn't afford to stop.

Suddenly the bot jumped and landed in front of you, forcing your movement to cease. In fact you had stopped so abruptly that you fell backward. They had attempted to stop your fall but you screamed when they did so causing them to drop you in fear that they'd hurt you. You fell to the ground and immediately scooted away from the animatronic that now hovered over you.

It wasn't the same as before...

Moon and Sun were no longer seperate. There were parts of the metal sunbeams you'd seen on Sun that poked out though not all of them wer there. The hat you'd seen Moon rested on their head as well. One eye glowed with a familiar blue and the other a bright white. Their body seemed as if it had become a mismatched puzzle of the different colors of both sides making it near impossible to tell which one stood in front of you.

All of this together made a horrific animatronic. One that was an amalgamation of the two who had comforted you, a nightmare as a consequence of ever letting your guard down. You eventually scooted into a wall, effectively having cornered yourself. Seeing no other way out you threw your hands over your head, hoping to negate as much harm as possible.

"Don't be [scared] [frightened]. We're here to keep you s-s-s-Safe! Rem-Rem-Remember?" Their voices blended into a horrifying attack on your eardrums. It was similar to earlier in the dark with the other kid, but only slightly more distinguished between the whispers and actual voice. There was also an echo of the words, a fact that drove away all comfort there was left in their voice.

'Please just let it be a dream" you silently begged, your thoughts now only the echo of those words. Just a bad nightmare, a horrible twisting of reality. Anything, anything but real.

What followed was silence. A silence where seconds felt like years and a minute resembled a century. You didn't dare move- speak- breathe. You were so certain you'd be hurt, that you'd be punished for a crime you couldn't conceive. So you waited. You waited for that pain because you believed you couldn't escape it. It was your burden of existing, the weight you carried in hidden scars. There was no escape, there never was.

You always ended up here.

It was after this prolonged bout of silence that you realized there was no longer any movement. You felt your body start to shake, believing to know what came next.

They wanted you to show yourself. They wanted your arms to fall before they layed a hand on you.

You felt your tears freely fall as your hands slowly fell, defeated. Your eyes stayed shut, your ears only catching the sound of your heartbeat. Finally, with what was last of your resistance, you opened your eyes. Your breathing picked up a moment, prepared to feel pain as the robot remained in front of you. However, the fear that coursed through your veins was now clashing with your confusion at the animatronic. Their.arms lay slumped, the glow of their eyes now gone. Slowly you began to breathe again, the sudden danger now silent in front of you. It took an even longer time before you dared to move, your head turning to make sure the animatronic wasn't trying to trick you. After noticing no change you finally decided to move away from them. You crawled out from under the bot, your cuts causing the process to be painful yet bearable. When you did finally make it out from under them you quickly scooted away, afraid that they might pop back to life at any moment. After a few extra seconds you finally believed that the bot wasn't awake anymore.

Had you broken them? You suspected so, though you weren't entirely sure how. You were thankful either way since whatever had happened seemed to stop the them. You then finaly stood, though your injuries made your legs weak which made the process harder.

What were you supposed to do now? You were alone in the silence of the pizza plex, the only animatronic you've met so far now broken. You looked around as if you'd find an answer around you. Instead you saw something familiar. A staff bot, this time with a flashlight and roaming around on its own.

Maybe it could help you?

Even with that thought you didn't move, not as the shock of what just happened was still setting in. Instead, it wheeled closer and closer until, eventually, it stood in front of you. It then admitted a high-pitched beeping sound, one that had greatly startled you. In instinct you immideately backed away from the bot, afraid that the sound meant you were in trouble. You backed away until an almost garage door opened behind you. With the bot still following you, you practically stumbled out of the door, trying to escape the bot.

Unfortunately, you weren't looking where you were going and, in a horrifying clank, your back hit something metal.

Your entire body tensed, your breath caught in your throat. Afterward, you heard the clicks of metal pieces turning, letting you know that you had in fact gone back first into an animatronic. With full apprehension you turned your head to stare up at what you had backed into, soon meeting the eyes of the man- or rather animatronic rockstar himself...

Freddy

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「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, hurt/comfort but 100% not at all, reader is mildly mean when nervous LIKE A BAD DOG /ref and most definitely written self-indulgently by accident, sun is mildly condescending, they r each others best supporters, mentions of a customer being rude but rly nothing crazy, sun uh... he's an interesting fella, BIGGG dialogue chunks im sorry im sorry 」

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

↳ ft. the daycare attendant/sun/sundrop

author's note: my wip title was literally just "the one where you're yelled at" :p but... hiiii!!! obligatory return to fnaf real quick becuz,,, no, i still havent gotten into the ruin dlc but YES i do love sun's personality in help wanted 2..... if this is ooc u can erm. shove me into wet concrete. (。﹏。) aaannywayz!! missed this!!! missed this so much!!!! ( ╯□╰ ) sorry for not valentine's day posting,,, scandalous ik since im lit rally Called Valentine. but oh well. enjoy! or dont. if you dont im sorry please request fnaf stuff so i can Fix That /srs

if you weren't relying on this job to put food on your table and a roof on your head, you’d burn the freddy fazbear’s mega pizzaplex to the ground for a piece of pocket lint and a pat on the head.

maybe it’s a bit dramatic to say that— you're paid well, you like your mostly robot coworkers, and most of the time (emphasis on most and not always) the work is manageable enough.

the customers are another story.

sun notices the minute you walk in the daycare. you look like you're a minor inconvenience away from murder— which naturally, makes him feel inclined to prod a little.

“well, someone’s awfully sulky today!”

while you’d typically crack a smile at the upbeat jester animatronic, his enthusiasm in the face of your misery is grating. there’s no energy left in your body to banter with him— you were using most of it to drag your feet over to the shoe caddy, toolbox in hand to fix up its shelf, now hanging askew due to a busted bracket.

“can it, sunny, i don't wanna hear it.” you mutter, more venomous than you intend it to be. he doesn’t even blink at your grumpiness. instead, he happily holds up the shelf while you inspect it and grab a new bracket to secure it.

at least he’s trying to make himself useful. you think to yourself.

his faceplate tilts slightly, staring at you with that ever present grin. his staring isn’t really helping, but you don’t fault him for it. you’ve gotten used to his antics by now. “woke up on the wrong side of the bed?” sun questions.

you shake your head.

“got yelled at by a customer— now, if you could please just drop the topic—” you sigh exasperatedly, not even bothering to finish the sentence as you sit down cross legged in front of the shoe caddy, slumping slightly in defeat.

much too persistent for his own good, sun decides that inquiring even further about the incident that seems to have you beat down is a good idea. “what’d you do?”

you consider feigning offense as he insinuates it’s somehow your fault. but you don’t. you just shrug it off.

“my job.” 

“ah, they do hate it when you do that.” he tuts.

“it wasn’t even that big of a deal,” you mutter, getting the bracket in place and marking it, “this one kid just so happened to walk up to the arcade machine i was putting an out of order sign on. i felt bad, so like, obviously, i hand the kid a few tokens, apologize politely, explain— and you’d think it’s all good right?”

you pause mid-ramble as you fix up the shelf. in all your misery, you forgot that you don’t even know exactly what caused the shelf to collapse like this. you consider asking.

sun leans in just a bit too close, interrupting your train of thought as you stare at the shelf. when you glance at him, he gives you a little nod.

go on, he seems to say wordlessly. he’s waiting silently for you to continue your story. it’s never not unnerving when he’s quiet.

“...anyways, uh... the kid’s dad came by and got mad or something. didn’t understand why i couldn’t just let him play one game since it looked perfectly functional— keep in mind, this is the arcade machine that literally kept eating up tokens only to not function, and shocked kids when it did— so i kept trying to explain why i couldn’t exactly do that. but for some reason, it was such a big fucking deal—”

“language.” he chides.

“...fricking deal. of course, i had to be berated for it. i offered to grab them more faz-tokens as compensation and i thought the problem was solved... and then i checked and saw he still left a bad review. definitely gonna hear about that from management.” sun hands you a tool as you continue to speak.

“but now i’m upset, i’m definitely in trouble, and my face hurts from the whole customer service smile i was holding that entire conversation. like seriously, i don’t know how i’m expected to do that 24/7.” you stop at your last remark and stare at sun and his unchanging expression. “...my bad.”

the awkward silence only lasts for a moment, thankfully. you’ve spoken your piece— sun decides to speak his.

“you did your best.” he says simply, as you finally fix the shelf into place. he pats you on the head and doesn't even hide his amusement when you sulk.

“i know that tone, sunny, you're making fun of me—”

“poor thing.” he continues, grinning brightly as he makes a show of patronizing you. sun’s hand continues to pat the top of your head gently, like he would when consoling a child. or when greeting a dog. has he,,, ever seen a dog before? probably not.

you groan and manage to shove his arm away.

“i do mean it though,” he continues, his tone still lighthearted— but notably more earnest as he notes your expression. sun helps you put your tools away neatly back into the toolbox, even though it really is just a one-man job.

“you tried your best,” sun closes the toolbox with a flourish and a click, “...and for that—!”

with a dramatic flick of his wrist, bells jingling as he does, sun produces a gold star sticker from… somewhere. he holds it up for you to see.

and then gently presses it onto the tip of your nose.

“to my favoritest human employee here! and my bestest of friends!” it’s hard to bite back a smile at those words. even if his little show of empathy and affection is much too theatrical for your current mood.

“whatever.” you shrug a little, unable to stop the corners of your mouth from twitching into a little grin. standing up and grabbing the toolbox, you give him an awkward thumbs up.

“thanks. and uh… sorry. for being mean. i guess.”

sun shakes his head dismissively, bouncy and bright as ever. “oh, don't mention it!”

something about his seeming lack of offense towards your prickliness makes you feel even more guilty. still, he gives you a wave as you head out, “bye-bye”-ing happily as you walk away, sticker stuck to your nose and smile on your face like an idiot.

you decide you’ll find a way to make it up to him later. you figure he deserves that much for putting up with everything.

meanwhile, sun is taking mental notes on more stuff to break of whenever you’ve been away for too long. just in case, of course. maybe you’d have more interesting customer encounters to rant about. and hey, you could use the company, couldn’t you?

— reblogs always appreciated!

Tomura drawing : tongue out baby~

We get the reveal that AFO gave Tenko the Decay Quirk; Shigaraki is completely gobsmacked by it; "I thought I was evil because I was born with this evil quirk that killed my family... but it turns out it's not my quirk, so it's not my fault, I'm not supposed to be a destructive force... so I guess I have no reason to do any of this!"; then he stops fighting. (Conversely, he keeps fighting because inertia, but his heart is no longer in it; Deku tells him "Hey. You can stop now." and then Shigaraki stops.) All bad things in the world comes from supernaturally evil fetus. the end. 

@bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love

This, this is a work of art

Listen To Your Demons

Pairing(s): Quirkless!Incel!Shigaraki x Fem!Succubus!Reader

Content Warning: smut, 18+ minors dni i do check, major teasing, light misogyny, demon talk/ritual talk, switch energy, slight degradation 

A/N: no one requested this, but honestly i had a dream about this and couldn’t get this out of my head. enjoy! (unedited)

Afficher davantage

I really think everyone needs to truly internalize this:

Fictional characters are objects.

They are not people. You cannot "objectify" them, because they have no personhood to be deprived of. They have no humanity to be erased. You cannot "disrespect" them, because they are not real.

Request for tomura as a grocery store worker who just stocks the dairy aisle because he scares off the customers and can’t do register…always wears a mask and the hood of his hoodie up and avoids eye contact with everyone…emits such a strong aura of hatred and misanthropy that everyone just naturally avoids him.

Reader can’t get enough of him. You want to crack him open and devour him. He’s such a creep and it turns you on so much buuuuuuuut you can’t stand the fact that he never notices you, so you make an effort to wear shorter and shorter skirts every time, lower cut tops, but he still pays you no attention, even though you flashed your lacy thong while bending down to grab something and brushed your bare thigh against his clothed arm…

Unbeknownst to you Tomura has noticed everything, dreams of fucking you in all sorts of degenerate, disgusting ways…how do you think he’ll finally break and decide to teach reader a lesson? (Literally was thinking with only my p*ssy when writing this ask omg but pls have fun with this!)

A/N: i was literally only thinking w my tdick for this one this is banger bro mwah plz send me more asks from your wrinkle noodle of wisdom...i made reader gyaru/mcbling..also this is tenko, you do meet the shimura fam

WARNINGS: nsfw, creep!Tenko, Groceryworker!Au!tomura x reader, bimbo!reader, masturbation, mon mention! bi!reader, reader has just a liiiitle bit of chub

it was just supposed to be a regular day.

that's what Tenko expected as he stocked the shelves, putting some stuff here and there but he mostly hung around the tech section, seeing all the new goodies the shop had he'd definitely ask father to buy when he gets the chance. he'd atleast make a light effort to help customers but end up making them think that he's about to follow them out the store and mug them. he wears his uniform over his hoodie so people know he's a worker but to no avail. he keeps his long shaggy black hair over his face so people don't get even more scared of him but that usually ends up worsening the situation, so he's made less and less efforts to interact with the customers, their fault for not wanting his help.

he lets out a sigh as he sees the new stock for this month, cheap headphones, cheap everything really. phonecases here and there, nothing of interest really comes around unless he thinks it looks cool enough to buy even though he knows it'll break in like a week max. he hears customers come in and out of the store as the bell dings and he can hear his coworker ring people up, and he heard the sound of heels clacking towards him, god, probably another cubicle working mother here to buy her son or daughter something just to get them to shut up, but when he looked up from the hanging racks, he saw someone he doesn't usually see around this area.

kamino ward is a place where thugs run rampant and crime barely goes unchecked because the criminals pay off the police to keep their lips shut, which is why he thinks all cops are useless. he scratched his neck as he stared at them, letting out a small 'ah', his crimson eyes dilated a bit as he eyed her up and down.

you..were hot, really, really fucking hot. leopard print tights around your legs with a dangerously short skirt that barely hid anything, nails covered in all sorts of accessories as your makeup made you stand out even more. you were looking for some new headphones since your pet chewed up your last pair, and sadly you really liked those.

some other guys were already eyeing you up and down, but you knew the attention you picked up from wearing this fashion style, and you somewhat liked it, however you told yourself you only dress like this for the girls and the girls only. you bent over and checked the rack, looking for a nice pair that you could use for awhile before you order online. you let out a small hum as you saw one with a design you liked, so you looked over for a worker before you saw one, he was an odd looking guy, lanky, a black hoodie with a worker uniform ontop, he certainly stood out to you.

he was staring and somewhat infatuated with you, he doesn't see many pretty girls around this area and spotting you..it made his heart race a little, it kind of reminded him how father and mother were pressuring him to get his life together and find a wife already, aswell as Hana, who was constantly bugging him about finding a girlfriend who she could bond with. it all pissed him off to no end but you made him think a little harder on it. he knew for sure someone like you wouldn't even turn a second glance to him so when you looked over and locked eyes, he was surprised.

what surprised him even more was you walking towards him, holding some girly phonecase and a pack of headphones in your hand as you came up to him, he wasn't looking at your chest, he was looking at your makeup he swears, please don't come over just to berate him for staring..who wouldn't..?

"Hi- uh..are you allowed to open this? I would like to do a soundtest before i purchase these." you would say to him nonchalantly but he somewhat stared at you with wide eyes as he just nodded, it scared you a little bit his lanky build, his haircut, fuck, just his expression made you want to bite your lip and smile, this guy was hot, really, really fucking hot. his voice jumped into his throat without warning and he suddenly couldn't get any words out without looking down at the floor, trying to avoid eye-contact as he tugged on his hood and tried not to stare at your chest instead. "I-it's against store policy, no, you can't." he said gruffly, his raspy and scratchy voice surprised you but you couldn't say you didn't like it.

"Hm, alright, thank you anyway." you would end up saying with a small smile, going over to the counter to check your items out while Tenko blinked, twitching his fingers to make sure he was still awake and in reality, surprisingly though he was. it was a nice fantasy to imagine himself asking you for your number but he knew all too well that you would never say yes to the likes of him. who would really? he had flat greasy hair, a messed up face, a lanky build and pale yellow teeth, he wouldn't exactly call that ideal for a partner someone like you would want.

little did he know that you'd become a regular at this damn grocery shop.

after a few days, he'd see you every few days or so, and it surprised him. you always came to the tech section atleast once to ask him for help or some opinions on things and all those times you did he always seemed dumbfounded, he was a little rude but that didn't scare you off, did it? nor' did it scare you when you wore skirts that practically had your whole ass out, tops that barely covered your chest or left a perfectly wide window for all to see in just to try and get him to look at you with those cute black eyes of his, his faint blush that spread down to his collarbones made you bite your lip whenever you turned around him him and it felt great.

he was upset with you, and himself. whenever you'd come into the store, he'd have a boner straining against his pants but luckily his jeans were big enough that it wasn't visible and his hoodie covered his crotch when he put his hands in the front pocket. he wasn't sure why you got him so hard, he's seen all sorts of girls do all sorts of things on porn sites, so why is it that you get him way harder than any of them? within a few days, he'd notice that he cums harder loads whenever he watches something that had an actress where she shared a similiarity to you. he didn't even know your name for god's sakes and here he was, hands in his front pocket as he tried to keep his cool.

you were wearing a tube top and a short skirt, showing thong that rested on your hips and a belly button piercing dangling on your stomach as you looked over at him, you weren't wearing a bra or whatever as he could directly see your nipples poking against the fabric of your top, it made his breath hitch as he saw you come closer again. "What is it this time?" is his usual reply, but he blush off put his hissy tone. "oh, I'm looking for a new phone case, mind helping me find stuff and scanning it with your little..machine? I'm on a budget!" you'd reply with a small smile, it'd become your daily routine at some point.

he'd lead you around and show you the new stock, but what he didn't expect was to see you bend down, an arched back as you began 'searching' through the catalogue of phonecases as you made light chatter. he could barely reply as all the blood used in his head went straight down to his dick as it painfully strained against his pants. he could see the string between your folds and barely covering your holes, he could see it yet it wasn't enough, he needed to see all of it. the lace barely even covered you. he was snapped out of his trance as he felt you back up and all of a sudden, your plush ass was pressed against his arm, he wishes he rolled up his sleeve but it was too late now. the slight jiggle made him almost cum in his pants as he barely held back.

"uh, your stock is ugly as always, what a shame, i was planning on getting a new phone and wanted a case from here, it's cheap and good quality." you would ramble on about it and even press yourself against him even more before you stood up straight and sighed, he seems so nonchalant and aloof as always, were you ever gonna catch his attention?

it was late and you were parading around with your ass out at night in one of the most dangerous cities no less, so you'd finally decided enough for today as you headed home. Tenko soon followed after and clocked out around an hour or so later. so the moment he got home, he skipped dinner and went straight to his room, ignoring how mother and Hana called for him. with the click of a lock, he plopped himself down onto his bed, palming his half hard erection to get it back up as he let out a quiet groan, closing his eyes and arching his back. pulling his hood off of his body and taking his uniform off as he hurried to get down to just his boxers.

he could feel his cock twitch and ache as he let out a small whimper and wrapped his hand around it, spreading his own precum around his cock as his skinny legs trembled. be bit his lip and tried to swallow a groan but it left his lips anyway as he began stroking himself to the thought of you. he wondered how tight your pussy would be, the kind of things you like in bed.

would you like it from the front? or the back? would you let him fuck you raw? would you let him cum inside of you? if he asked nicely would you get under his desk and suck him off while he played games? what kinds of kinks do you have? is his size okay?

he gripped his dick a little harder as he let out labored breaths, stroking faster as he imagined himself putting it in, he was a virgin but he had a dream. would you watch with him as it slides in or would you be too busy throwing your head back and moaning? would you let him eat you out till you squirt into his mouth? so many questions left him even more erect than before as he humped his fist, gritting his teeth as he kept his eyes closed, trying to picture you and what happened earlier that day.

he tried to imagine the sounds you would make, what kinds of degenerate shit would you let him do to you? would you let him choke you? would you let him slide between your titties? would you let you call him mommy? he was so close to cumming and he knew it. his legs shook a little as he let out another whimper.

his number one fantasy with you is losing his virginity in that tight pussy of yours, he's played it out a million times in his mind, the foreplay, how it would happen, and how he'd cum deep inside of you while you praised him and called him your good boy, the second one that gets him off the most is having you stroke him from behind as you grip his dick through his boxers and place sweet kisses along his scarred neck while gently teasing at his nipples.

but one thing made him cum the fastest, and it was imagining your voice whispering a praise into his ear followed by 'i love you'. he could feel his load bust onto his chest as his cock twitched and leaked cum, he panted softly, opening his eyes to see the mess he made and his softening cock. he closed his eyes again and rested for a bit, trying to recover from that sudden orgasm and the high he got. but poor Tenko never really gets a break.

"Tenko! mom said it's your turn to feed mon, and you should eat dinner, it's really good what mom cooked.."

he wanted to eat something right now but he wasn't exactly thinking about mother's cooking.

"I'll be out soon, Hana."

—Ake 2024

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Chapter Twenty-Four - At Last

Summary: Tomura Shigaraki was her dad’s boss’s son. He was the creep that stole girls’ underwear and tried to grope her in his room. But it’s not like he could get her Dad fired just because she wouldn’t sleep with him, right? …right?

CW: Quirkless!AU, Explicit Smut, Dub-Con, Coercion, Blackmail, Cheating, Sexual Guilt, Humiliation, Unhealthy Relationships, Virginity Kink, Groping, Power Play, Hate to Love, Emotional Manipulation, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Animal Death, Slow Burn, Misogyny

Notes: Ho(s) Ho(s) Ho(s)! Happy Holidays my lovelies. Here is an early Christmas present (or late Hanukkah present) to get you through the holidays. Thank you all for always having so much patience for my slow updates and I look forward to finishing this fic with you all in the New Year!

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[excerpt]

Door-slamming was not particularly common in the Shigaraki household. It was a fact that would be surprising to many, considering how much anger and resentment was harbored just under the surface of this “perfect” luxury, penthouse apartment. Nonetheless, it was a rarity. Perhaps due to the very fact that they were under this roof, that any weakness that led to such an outburst was kept so under wraps. The head of the household was too poised and the young successor too self-destructive to ever show the hand of their emotions like that.

So, it went without saying that when Kurogiri heard the front door slam open, hours after Tomura Shigaraki was due home, it gave him enough concern to pause his dish washing.

“Tomura Shigaraki?” he called out to the entrance.

A thunk responded. And then a twin thunk soon after. They were his shoes, hitting whatever wall or plank of floor was unlucky enough to be in Shigaraki’s way, Kurogiri realized as he left the kitchen and saw the young ward storming through the living room in bare feet.

“Is everything alright?”

He didn’t respond. Just continued to storm straight for the staircase.

Ignoring Kurogiri when he was pissed off was practically the norm for Shigaraki. That wasn’t enough to worry his ever-attentive and unphased carer. It was the dazed sway and stumble in his step. The way that he walked straight into the decorative end table, clearly hitting his foot hard enough to hurt, but not slowing down. Only throwing the offending furniture aside hard enough to splinter. Violently, but wordlessly.

Now, that behavior worried Kurogiri.

“Tomura Shigaraki, what’s wrong?”

The clear, unsettling mix of numbness and pain practically frothing at the surface, just waiting to bubble over and tear him apart.

“ Tenko .”

A forbidden word in this house, but one that was serious enough to finally stop Shigaraki in his tracks. But not for long. He tried to climb up the stairs just a second later, but it gave Kurogiri enough time to actually catch him by the shoulders and turn him around to look at him.

His expression was ragged, broken. Not unlike the way he looked when he first came into the Boss’s care. But there was a burning hatred in his eyes as well, one much more raging and self-loathing than Kurogiri had ever seen. And that was saying something.

There were no polite words Kurogiri could use to describe this expression. Frankly, it worried the shit out of him.

“Tomura, son,” Kurogiri breathed, letting himself show a sentimentality and worry that his boss would certainly fire him for if he knew of it, “What’s happened?”

Everything about him — his body movement, tense posture, the fresh blood on his neck — it all conveyed a furiousness that Kurogiri was quite used to, a tantrum-like anger that was no cause for concern. But his face read something different. A blankness, a sickness, an exhaustion.

Devastation.

Tomura Shigaraki was breaking before his very eyes.

“Nothing,” he lied through grit teeth.

Kurogiri reached into his vest pocket, pulling out a spare handkerchief he kept exactly for these purposes. He reached it forward, padding Shigaraki’s neck gently, “ This is not nothing, Tomura.”

“It’s nothing I can’t handle,” he spat, looking away and tilting his head back so that Kurogiri could get a better angle at his neck.

Now that had to be the greatest lie he’d ever heard the boy spout.

Realizing that this current path was getting him no closer to a clear answer, Kurogiri decided to try a different approach. To dig a little deeper.

“You went to see your friend today, didn’t you?” he asked, “How did that go—”

Shigaraki snapped to him, furious and frantic. He smacked Kurogiri’s hand away from him, might’ve even hit the family caretaker if he hadn’t had the quick instinct to step away.

“Don’t mention her! Don’t you ever mention that stupid bitch to me again!” 

Ah, so that was it.

“It’s alright, Tomura Shigaraki. You can tell me what happened,” Kurogiri assured gently, trying to figure out the best way to get close to him now that he’d started tearing into his neck again. He was like a cornered animal right now, a captive wolf trying to chew its own leg off and ready to bite and kill anything that got near him, “Just calm down—”

“Calm down— I don’t need to fucking calm down!” he practically screamed, “You think I give a shit what she does with her life? What she does with him ?! It doesn’t mean anything! She’s worthless! Just another whore Sensei bought me to keep me from getting bored! I hope she fucking die—!”

Shigaraki froze suddenly, unable to get that last word out of his mouth. Because it wasn’t true. 

None of it was true of course, but that especially — the idea of not only him never seeing her again, but her not existing at all? He couldn’t even pretend to think that. Just the idea of it made him sick.

 He slapped a hand over his mouth suddenly, a distress that Kurogiri knew all too well filling the young boy’s bloodshot eyes.

No more words or time was needed. Kurogiri grabbed Shigaraki by the shoulders and rushed him to the bathroom where he promptly and violently emptied the contents of his stomach.

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