I didn’t put this WIP on the list for the WIP game, but I’m hyped about it, so here is an excerpt from a fic inspired partially by a conversation with @sophsiaaa and written for a summer fic event hosted by @threadbaresweater! Shigaraki x reader, coffee shop au + ‘a day at the beach’:
Past noon, things slow down a bit. You decide to speed-clean the espresso machine, and you’re so focused on your work that you don’t notice the customer. It’s possibly also the customer’s fault, since he’s peering at you from over the drink pickup counter instead of standing by the cash register, and when he barks the question at you, it startles you badly. “What’s the password?”
“On the WiFi?” You tuck your burned hand behind your back. “No password. Find a place to sit down and have at it.”
The customer looks disconcerted. Or at least you think he does — the lower half of his face is covered with a surgical mask, and given that he doesn’t have eyebrows, it’s hard to read his expression. “Why?”
“Why isn’t there a password?” You haven’t gotten that question yet. “I want people to be able to use it if they need it.”
“They’re gonna watch porn.”
“Me putting a password on the WiFi wouldn’t stop that,” you say. “And I’m not the Internet police. If somebody starts acting up, I’ll deal with it. If not — just use headphones.”
The customer’s expression twists. “I didn’t mean me.”
“Sure.” You’re not a moron. “It’s not my business what you do. Unless your business starts messing with my business. Seriously. Knock yourself out.”
The customer turns away, and you spend a second being extremely grateful that you went for single-occupancy bathrooms instead of multiple-stall bathrooms before you go back to cleaning the espresso machine. Your hand hurts, but it’s nothing running it under cold water won’t fix later. When you straighten up, there’s someone at the counter.
It’s porn guy, who you really shouldn’t call porn guy. Innocent until proven guilty and all that. You dry your hands and hurry over. “What can I get for you today?”
“Black coffee.”
“Sure. Anything else?”
The customer glances at the pastry case, then shakes his head. Then his stomach growls audibly. He knows you heard it. What little of his face is visible above the mask turns red. “No.”
“Tell you what,” you say. “I’ve got these new pastries the bakery wants me to try out, but next to nobody’s tried one yet. If you agree to tell me how it was, you can have it half off.”
“I have money.” The customer shoves a credit card across the counter to you, and you see that he’s wearing fingerless gloves. Or sort of fingerless gloves. They’re missing the first three fingers and that’s it. “I don’t need help.”
“No, but you’re helping me out,” you say. You add the pastry to his order and discount it by half, then fish it out of the case with a pair of tongs. “For here or to go?”
“Here.” The customer watches as you set it on a plate. “What is that?”
“It’s babka.”
“I can read. What is it?”
“I don’t really know,” you admit. Maybe that’s why people aren’t buying them. “The filling is chocolate and cinnamon, though. It’s hard to go wrong with that. It’ll be just a second with the coffee.”
You fill a mug, then point out the cream and sugar. Then you realize you still haven’t tapped the customer’s card. You finish ringing it up and glance at the cardholder’s name. Shimura Tenko. He hasn’t been in before today. You’re not the best with faces, but you never forget a name.
Goodbye Tomura. Goodbye MHA
To Mourn
Shigiraki…..
This may be an underwhelming one. But I’m pretty satisfied with my final Mha piece. Just like the story itself… it was fun.
Well i’m not that agressive 💀
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Tomura before & during the "war". Endeavour and the rest couldn't do shit lmao.
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My bbg Tomura :3
I want this man kneeling before me (just kidding hahu)
Little thing here
(PLEASE IGNORE THE TITLE–)
TW: Mentions of captivity, noncon, degrading
Reader has gender neutral pronouns with afab body
-Alright, so Dabi sure does like his piercings, doesn't he? Ear piercings, nose piercings, I guess the surgical staples might count as piercings? You get what I'm trying to say. Anyway Dabi most certainly has a Jacob's ladder. Do with that what you will.
-He may or may not force you to get your tits pierced. He'll do it himself.
-I think he would be around 6 inches exactly, and he doesn't shave. He doesn't care about his hair being white down there, you ain't gonna tell nobody.
-He especially loves your thighs. Nibbling on the flesh, licking his way up until he reaches your cunt. Maybe some light burn marks, if you beg him. He loves it when you beg.
-Caress his scars during sex and he will melt.
-Sex drive is low. Surprising, right? He's a flirty scumbag but most of the time it's just to get a reaction outta you. He just wants cuddles. He's a big softie.
-Most of the time.
-I mean what do you expect? For him to burn and rape you every day? Hell no! My boy needs affection. You're the only person for him, and he will cherish you. His family didn't love him, so he gets that love from you.
-Now, while we're mentioning rape... Dabi isn't against that. He prefers it consensual but he won't hesitate if he's hot 'n bothered.
-No he does not use sex as a punishment.
-The pace differs if it's consensual or not. He'll be rough if you agree to it, it's what you signed up for. But if he's nonconning you, it will be the softest noncon. He'll have you ride him, hands on your hips as he so gently thrusts up into your wet pussy. Praise, praise, praise. He's so gentle.
-Now his aftercare is a little lazy. Grabs a cigarette from the pack on his desk, taking a long drag from it, and pulls you down with him so you can lay on his bare chest.
-Dabi's a villain but he doesn't want you to fear him. Until you try to run away, but that's a story for a different time.
"Hush, baby, shh. I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just making you feel good, my flame. You'll thank me later. Please just enjoy it."
-Shigaraki doesn't have any piercings, unlike Dabi. But you know what he does have? A collar and leash. He'll strap that pretty pink collar around your neck, and yank on the leash when you don't give him exactly what he wants.
-He's a tits man. He doesn't care how big they are, how small they are, he likes sucking on them. And biting them. And groping them. He likes tits.
-Shigaraki went through several body modifications while he was going through his procedure in season six, didn't he? Well along with his muscles, his dick also grew a bit in size, going from 5.7 inches to 6.3 inches. It's gonna take some time to get used to, but don't worry, he'll teach you how to take it.
-His hair down there changes colour along with the hair on his head. You know because he doesn't shave, either. He honestly can't be fucked doing it. Lazy ass.
-High sex drive. Very high sex drive. You can't blame him, man has probably never seen pussy irl. Very horny.
-Now... Similarly to Dabi, Shigaraki loves and craves your affection. Unfortunately though, Shigaraki is a lot more sadistic than Dabi.
-Which means yes, he will also rape you. But not gently like Dabi. He's rough, aggressive, dominant, he'll tie you down if he has to. He doesn't ask for consent either. He'll just get on top of you and decay your clothes, and you'll know exactly what's about to happen to you the moment you notice the bulge in his jeans.
-Sex is also used for punishments, though it's mainly used for more severe rule breaking, like attempting to call the police.
-He's very degrading. He likes to call you a variety of names, including slut, whore, pet, cumslave, etc etc.
-Dacryphilia fetish.
-But don't worry, it's not all bad. See, if you've read my previous works (mainly on Wattpad), you'll know that Shigaraki gets more sweet when you comply with his demands. Even if it takes months, years, to get used to his rules, he'll reward you if you're a good captive.
-Likewise, his aftercare is very good. Almost as if he wants to make up for the assault with affection. He'll get you a nice, cold glass of fresh water, and once you finish that, he'll carry you to the bathroom and bathe you. Then the rest of the night is spent in his embrace, and he always stays up for hours after you fall asleep. Just gently caressing and kissing your hair.
-He's sadistic and twisted but he still cares about you.
"Awh, are you crying? Don't like what I'm doing to you? Too fucking bad. I own every inch of your body, so scream for me bitch."
Author's Note: That feeling you get when you put lots of effort into a post but turns out it's really short :(
For your request did You want the hero to treat him a god or he treats her like a god?
(Pour votre demande voulez-vous que le héros le traite comme un dieu ou il la traite comme un dieu?)
The hero treat him like a god ^^ thanks for the traduction but don't worry i understand it in english i just don't know how to write it
TW: Stalking, drugging, kidnapping, murder, Stockholm syndrome, Shigaraki being obsessive (hence the title).
Reader is gender neutral.
Originally published on Wattpad.
You hissed and screamed as the blue-haired villain snatched your wrist, forcibly dragging you out of his room. He threw you onto the floor with little effort, right in front of the entry/exit door.
"I'm done trying. I'm fucking done." He growled, "All these escape attempts, all these damn tears. If you won't love me, then go. Get out. I'll find someone better than you."
This was your chance. Your mind was sending panicked thoughts throughout your body, begging you to run, to shout for help and finally leave this hellhole. You knew that, if you just pissed him off enough, he'd give up. Once he saw you weren't going to come around...
Oh but that was the problem. You were coming around. You just refused to show it. You hid the Stockholm syndrome with a mask of bravery and hatred, refusing to comply with his demands when really, you just longed for his touch. You'd lay awake at night, trying to convince yourself that you despised him. But you just couldn't. You started to pity him. You started to empathize with him, and his morals.
You remembered those late night talks where he'd tell you about his past, rambling about how no one helped him while in his half-asleep state.
Goddammit.
You had waited so long, and now that you were finally being let go, you couldn't bear to leave your captor.
"Well?!" He snapped.
Sighing, you hugged your knees to your chest, "Great job, Shiggy. I think I have Stockholm syndrome."
The man tilted his head in confusion, "Stockholm syndro... What? What're you talking about?"
Tch. He really was delusional. Did he seriously think that this love was real? That you were just playing hard to get all this time? Jesus fucking christ.
"It means, um... You kinda start to... Feel good things about your captor, 'n shit..." You mumbled.
Shigaraki's eyes widened. Then he smiled. Then he yanked you back up from the floor, his arms encasing you in a warm, tight hug.
"Oh, baby! I knew it! I knew you'd fall for me! I just had to keep you here long enough. You were just playing hard to get, I knew I was right!" He rambled, accompanied with a manic laugh, "You're mine... Mine! No one else can have you! You belong to me, my player two. You're mine, mine, mine, all mine!"
So. How did this all happen? How did you meet such an ugly fate? Well.
It started off when Shigaraki was playing Minecraft, in a server created from a Discord server he joined. He'd been playing for quite some time. It was nice playing with other people every now and then. But then he met you.
You were a newbie in the server, seeing as you only had leather armor and wooden tools. You were nice, frequently talking to the other members in the chat. You complimented Shigaraki's skin, so, he gave you one of his iron tools.
Then you whipped out your netherite armor.
And he freaked out.
It was hilarious from your point of view, seeing Shigaraki's many keyboard smashes in the chat. You left the scene, and he chased after you, demanding you give him back his single iron sword.
He was chasing you for a good amount of time, until you eventually gave it back. But only if he gave you his Discord username. Odd... But he complied. Apparently you thought he was fun and wanted to play with him more often. Awh, that was sweet.
The two of you started talking. And talking. And talking... You soon became so close that you trusted Shigaraki enough to start sending him pictures of yourself. You were amazingly attractive. No, no, you were perfect. A cute little face, and a wonderful personality? Oh yes.
You noticed Shigaraki, or as you called him, Shiggy (that was his nickname, is if he'd tell you his real name) started texting you more often. Calling you more often. You didn't know it but he was getting attached. Obsessed, even. No one had ever shown him this amount of kindness, and he needed more. He needed your validation. The way you treated him as if he was an actual human, and not a villain, was seriously enough to get him addicted to you.
Any pictures you sent him? Automatically saved to his gallery. Audio messages? Downloaded. Face time calls? Recorded. You were like a drug that he couldn't get enough of.
The problem came when he attacked U.A. for the second time, taking Katsuki Bakugo hostage.
You'd messaged him, sympathizing with the school's loss. Unfortunately he took this personally, and wrote a long message to you about how the hero system was corrupt and Shigaraki was doing a good thing by destroying it. Of course he didn't outright tell you his identity, but it was enough to make you suspicious of him being a criminal, and you stopped talking to him.
Shigaraki was heartbroken. He couldn't go a day without talking to you. So you know what he did? He hacked into your account, and found your email. Then he hacked into your email, and found your address.
He was going to kidnap you. You'd be all his. He was sure that, with enough convincing, you'd realise that he was right about the heroes and you'd forgive him!
So right now, he was standing across the street from your house, waiting. Well, not for you. He was waiting for your boyfriend. Now he could just scoop you up and run away, leaving him to forget about you, but no... That wouldn't be satisfying at all! Shigaraki wanted to see him rot, wanted to see him decay.
He deserved it, anyway. Before the angry message, you vented to him about your boyfriend cheating on you, but you didn't have enough money to move out. And he sure as hell wasn't moving, he was the one who paid for the house.
The thought of someone cheating on such a beauty like you was enraging, Shigaraki tore away at his neck just thinking about it. So when your boyfriend finally arrived, well, he wasted no time.
Before he could even unlock the door, Shigaraki placed his hand on the man's shoulder, disintegrating him in an instant, staining the concrete with a mixture of blood and dust.
"You're much more tolerable this way," Shigaraki muttered as he stepped over the pile and touched your front door, walking inside the house once the door decayed.
He sat himself comfortably on the couch, waiting for your arrival.
So he waited, and waited, and oh my god how long were you going to take?! Shigaraki was not a patient man! He knew you had work, but, he didn't know when you finished! Urgh! This was so damn frustrating!
He was about to storm through the doorway and leave the house, until he saw someone's car pull up in the driveway. Oh, it was you.
Immediately, he sped back to the couch. The position made it so you wouldn't be able to see him upon entering.
Your screaming was heard, as Shigaraki remembered your boyfriend's decayed body. Oh, right, haha. You wouldn't be entering the house anytime soon, not when he'd clearly paid a visit to your house. So he went outside to see you hiding in your car, presumably trying to dial the authorities. Not today.
You screamed again as you saw Shigaraki jump onto the car and shove his hand against the windshield, disintegrating it as he reached inside to grab you. You tried to escape through the driver's door, but you fell right into his trap, as he got off the car and wrapped his arms around you from behind. He pricked your neck with a syringe, injecting you with some sort of drug.
And you passed out in a matter of seconds.
When you awoke, you were in a room unfamiliar to you. Both your ankles and wrists were tied to the bed, your legs sprawled out and putting you in a rather vulnerable position.
"Aha, you're awake." Said the man sitting in the corner, "Did the drug really knock you out the hard? I swear I put in a small dosage..."
A chill ran down your spine upon hearing his voice. You recognised that voice. But not from the news, no. You couldn't even find the strength to scream as the realisation hit, this villain was the man you'd been talking to on Discord. How could you have been so stupid? How did you not realise that the nickname "Shiggy" was just an abbreviation for "Shigaraki"?!
"Oh, please don't be afraid, D/U (Discord/Username). I won't hurt you... Well, unless you make me. Hehe." He crooned.
You swallowed nervously, "Wh- Why would you do this...? Why did you kidnap me?! Was it because I stopped texting you?!"
Shigaraki cackled, "Matter of fact, yeah! I love you, D/U. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you! You acted so kind towards me, haha! Big mistake, because now," He walked over to plant a kiss on your cheek, "I get such a warm, fuzzy feeling in my chest when I see your messages. When you face time me. I'm in love with you, D/U~"
"I- I have a boyfriend! You know that!" You cried.
He cocked his head to the side playfully, "Not anymore! But he made you so sad, didn't he?~ Don't worry, I won't ever cheat on you. I'm loyal. Unlike him."
"What do you mean not anymore?! You didn't kill him, did you?!"
"Of course I killed him! Say... This whole time I've been calling you by your Discord user. What's your name, sweetheart? Go on, don't be shy."
You didn't want to answer. You'd always been careful about telling your real name to strangers online, but now that you were facing an infamous villain, you wanted to tell him even less.
But the sharp glare he gave you was enough to convince you otherwise.
You took in another anxious gulp of air, "L- L/n... Y/n L/n..." (Your/name Last/name)
His smile came back to his face, "Oh wow, it suits you perfectly!"
This was all... a lot to take in. You had just gotten back from work, and now suddenly you were tied to a criminal's bed. You'd been chatting to the Tomura Shigaraki all this time? Oh god. Part of you wanted to believe this was all a dream.
"S- So, you... really did kill my boyfriend...?" You asked.
Shigaraki giggled, "Yeah."
A few tears leaked from your eyes, you were somewhat glad he was gone. You despised yourself for thinking this way, but, at least you didn't have to deal with his constant affairs anymore.
"Aww, baby, don't cry. I'm sorry. Kidnapping you was kind of the only option left... Heh. You want me to untie you?"
You nodded, and Shigaraki disintegrated the ropes holding you down.
"Will I ever–"
"No." Shigaraki interrupted cheerily, knowing what you were about to ask. You'd never see your family again, which caused a few more tears to drip down your cheeks.
"Now I won't hesitate to tie you up again if you misbehave. Oh that reminds me, we have some rules to go over... Better put your listening ears on." Shigaraki said, sitting very closely beside you. "Because you're gonna be here for a long time."
It was a whole mix of emotions right now. Everything seemed to be moving so fast. You'd have to listen and see what Shigaraki's rules were before you could make up your mind about whether you felt safe, or vulnerable.
Author's Note: 1930 words and I still feel like I rushed this ._.
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.
The moment AFO and the Doctor realize that their perfect plan, Tomura Shigaraki, is prone to temper tantrums... 😅
Yandere!Shigaraki Tomura x Fem!Reader (you’re 18+ but still not old enough to buy alcohol)
Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW (drugs, alcohol, and murder), mention of erection, Shiggy wants you, controlling/possessive yandere, conditioning, characters 18+
Master List
Note: I’m not hating on anyone who chooses to do weed for medical/recreational purposes. This is just my take on Shiggy as a drug dealer who ends up falling in love with you.
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Just thinking about Drug Dealer turned Yandere Shigaraki.
He loves you so much that he stopped selling to you. He doesn’t give a shit about anyone else. He just wants you sober.
It pains him because now he doesn’t have a good excuse to see you anymore, but he still wants you to get clean.
He ends up stalking you, trying to just “coincidentally” run into you at some convenience store.
“Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while! How have you been doing?”
As if he doesn’t already know.
You tell him that you’re getting your drugs from Dabi now, and he knows, but he has to act like he doesn’t know.
Shiggy lies and tells you that Dabi puts fetenal in his weed. He tells you that Dabi mixes weed with a mixture of shit that could put down a horse.
“Imagine what that shit could do to you, Y/N.”
And you’re thinking about going to Twice or Spinner. You ask Shiggy about them because he really does seem genuine, but he makes up some shit about them being untrustworthy as well.
“Twice is schizo or some shit, and Spinner’s only in it to get girls high and then feel them up.”
You’re immediately put off by all three, and you pout slightly as you try to think of some way to just get some good fucking weed. So you ask him.
He literally sighs and looks away from you.
“Maybe…you should just stop. You…should enjoy your life sober. Stop putting that shit in your body.”
He wants to control you, but he doesn’t want to scare you. If you were his girl, he’d make sure you knew the rules. No drugs. You can drink if you want, but he’ll be there to supervise.
But you’re not his girl, not yet anyway.
You ask Shigaraki why he cares so much.
“Because…you’re actually a decent human being, and you deserve better.”
You can’t help but feel your heart pound and flutter.
You deserve better he says.
It makes you blush, even if it is an awkwardly phrased compliment.
You thank him and tell him you’ll think about staying clean.
However, when Shigaraki gets wind that you’re trying to contact some drug dealers around Japan, he can’t help but *intervene*.
Intervene as in kill them all. He has the power and the means to do it.
And suddenly, you’re left crawling back to Shigaraki on hands and knees. It’s a welcoming sight. You knocking at his door, eyes red and puffy from all of the stress in your life. You’ve been crying, you can’t stomach any food because of the anxiety, you can’t sleep because of the loud thoughts which race well into the night. You’ve been surviving on maybe two or three hours of sleep every night if you’re lucky.
The way you look makes his dick hard, but he pushes all of his urges down as he invites you inside.
No, he still won’t give you drugs, but he offers you a drink under his supervision. A little vodka shot. One. Only one. It’s not even half a shot glass. Basically just a third. It doesn’t get you drunk…
But it does take a bit of the edge off.
You do end up crashing at Shigaraki’s place, and his bed sheets smell like sandalwood and something synthetic like chemical spice, and his pillow is a little too thin for your liking, and his sweatshirt that he loans you is big and comfortable.
You fall asleep under the fleece blanket, not thinking as much, not feeling as much, so you finally manage to get seven hours of sleep.
It’s so good.
You don’t even notice that Shiggy is conditioning you. You, not being old enough to buy alcohol yet. You, only managing to fall asleep because of the tiny shot that Shigaraki supplies. You, feeling safe enough to fall asleep next to a warm body. You, waking up and feeling better than you ever have in the last few months. You, actually feeling up to eating breakfast, a meal you’ve gone without for a while now.
It’s all because of him. All thanks to him.
You can’t help but look at him like he’s your number one fucking hero.
Little do you know how much of a true villain he is.
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