Tomura Shiragaki - Blog Posts

tomura appreciation post ignore how half of these are from tiktok

loser tomura appreciation

(yes my favorite is loser tomura)

honorable mention:

plf commander tomura (meow):

and also

sushi tomura (yes this is what i call him)

I'm killing myself

Please just shot me

i made a powerpoint for tomura because i want the world to know how good he is

i mighht make this a series for all my f/os because this was fun!!!!!

i would die and kill to have him smiling like this forever

Smiley

YES FUCKING TELL EM

the worst offense is when someone headcanons Tomura to be this chronically online women hating-incel. Chronically online, yes. An incel? Hell no 💀 Idk where that even came from. The two most prominent figures in this mans life are his mother and sister. If anything he'd hate men.

I LOVE THIS AKSHAKAJHWNSJSB YOUR ART STYLE IS STUPIDLY BEAUTIFUL

̶̸T̶̸e̶̸n̶̸k̶̸o̶̸ shigaraki tomura .

can you guys reblog this with your birth month and favorite mha character i’m trying to test something

SHIGARAKI IS ALIVE AND HAPPY WITH HIS LEAGUE *i scream while they drag me to the asylum*

physically in English class, mentally here & emotionally destroyed

Cian left a figure in his locker which is now jammed

Happy Birthday Berserker (September 20th)

I'm only a day late so, Happy Birthday to our Beloved Decay Boi, Tomura Shigeraki or Shiggy for short! From Berserker and Me!

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / the streamers / graphic design

game start up;

the streamers

tomura;

- 22 year old university student, graphic design major but also takes an art class

- games and streams, plays with reader but doesn’t know that they share a class bc they’ve never seen each others faces

- lives with dabi and spinner both, toga comes over a lot with ochako

touya (dabi)

- 23, dropped out of college to spite his father, manager at a record shop, works with spinner

- plays bass and sometimes streams with spin and toga if he’s feeling sociable

spinner (shuichi);

- 23, never attended college but works at a record shop with dabi

- plays drums and stream when he feels like it, will have touya play bass and a yoga sing occasionally

toga;

- 20, dating and lives with ochako, nursing student in uni, paid work study at the hospital to earn credits for class

- sings on streams while touya and spinner play their instruments

- friends with reader and tomura, knows they play together but is keeping it a secret from them

- doesn’t know reader and tomura share a class together though

the chats and groupchats;

1) a gamer and his musicians👾

- shigs main groupchat, literally uses it for everything unless he want to individually talk to them

- only talks to reader as shigs on discord

- talks to reader as tomu on messages

- we’ll see the different dynamic between the two in the next chapter

tag list; [open]

@nkox, @dumbassbrigade, @va-3, @kodditty, @personally4runa

mutual tags; @shigarakislaughter, @chaoslibra, @sexylexy12

samm1e13 tumblr 2025 ©️ don’t use, copy, steal or translate my works for any reason.

i hear melodies 🎶

synopsis; in which you prank them with song lyrics (lowercase intended)

a/n; some of these are pre-relationship (izuku, katsuki, tomura), others are established relationship (hanta, dabi, keigo), fem!reader for hanta, the rest are gn!reader, this is my first time writing for these characters so they may be ooc, i headcanon hanta as latino, i speak a little spanish but please correct me if something is wrong, it is sfw but all characters are to be imagined as 18+, enjoy!

please don’t use, copy, or steal my works thank you! :)

songs used;

1) luck runs out by jorge rivera-herrans and cast of epic the musical (izuku)

2) thinkin’ bout me by morgan wallen (hanta)

3) homesick by mico (katsuki)

4) distraction by jack & jack (tomura)

5) flights by jack & jack (keigo)

6) 2 cigarettes by jack & jack (dabi)

izuku;

hanta; please ignore the mistakes on the first and third slides (it should say ‘been here all day studying’ and ‘you’re everything to me🖤’)

katsuki;

tomura;

keigo;

dabi;

👁👁

Cosplay tomura 2

I finaly have a real wig but she's not that great...😭

What was the best, the old cosplay or that one ?

!!!!!!

Y'all, I'm giddy

I got MY FIRST FANART!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME!!!!

This is Tomura from my ShigaDabi fic on ao3, Pretty (Like Nothing Else). It's drawn by Smaelstrom on ao3, they're my fave person rn 🥰🥰

He's so pretty

His eyes are so soft

I love him sm☹💕

I just had a thought. An epiphany if you will.

So I saw a pic of Kuroo and Kenma from Haikyuu and I was slapped with the realization that they're what ShigaDabi would've been like if they grew up normally and went to school together.

Kenma & Shiggy with their games for starters, and Kuroo and Touya with their annoying but loveable best friend vibe

Do we see the vision??? Or am I just yapping?

@angelblueflame @isabeauwolf

now playing…

fragile by laufey

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tenko shimura x reader

“mist stop w all of the domestic bliss drabbles!” NO!!!!!! n e ways here’s post rehabilitation tenko :)

cw’s!!: gn! reader, bathing together (nonsexual), not canon compliant!! (he’s in rehab and staying w UR family :]), he is so emotionally constipated i luv him, andddd i think that’s it!! ^.^

wc: 673

“are you sure this is okay?” tenko’s voice is soft from his spot behind you. there’s a quiet sound of the lukewarm — not either of your preferences for temperature, but it was better for his skin — water sloshing when he shifted to hook his chin over your shoulder, his rough cheek lightly brushing against yours.

you know why he’s asking that, but you act oblivious. “it’s late, i’m sure my family doesn’t mind us hogging the bathroom while they’re asleep.” his arms unconsciously tighten around your middle.

“no, like-“ he lets out a small huff, cutting off his own words. it sounds like he’s about to drop the topic altogether just because he can’t find the right words, but he continues. you’re happy he’s learning to grow out of that habit.

“is this okay…? staying here, i mean.”

“tenko, my family really likes you.” he falters.

“i don’t understand how they could…”

“because i love you, so they love you too.”

his lips pull into a small frown at that.

“they can’t just ignore what i’ve done, they’d be stupid to do that.” there’s a lilt of irritation behind his words but you know better than to take it personally.

“they’re not ignoring what you’ve done. they trust you, tenko.” there’s always this annoying adoration in your voice whenever you say his new (old?) name that he has to stop himself from snapping back at. it’s not that he disliked it — not at all — but it just… didn’t make sense to him. it made him feel oblivious, like you were keeping a secret from him despite how vocal your praise always was.

you sigh softly when his brows furrow, your hand coming up to gently smooth out the familiar little wrinkle between them.

“they trust us.” you reiterate.

“well they shouldn’t.”

you raise a brow at that.

“why not?”

his lips pull into an unconscious little pout (a habit you didn’t dare bring to his attention even after all of these years. not out of fear of him getting angry — out of fear of him forcing the small vulnerability away).

“because obviously i’m still evil and you have some sort of weird stockholm syndrome that you refuse to acknowledge.” you have to bite back a laugh at his sudden petulance.

“no, baby, i don’t have any sort of stockholm syndrome.”

“see.” he grumbles, clearly convinced by his own astute observations.

you can’t fight the small snicker that leaves you at that, but you decide to humor him for a moment.

“alright, so i have stockholm syndrome. how exactly are you still evil?”

he thinks on your question for a second.

“i’m mean and antisocial and i dusted your brothers game controller the other day…” your smile grows.

“and i still hate heroes and i-” he continues for a moment only to stop when he sees the widening smile on your face. god, you’re so irritating…

“what?” he grits out, unable to hide the small flush on his face. he’d blame it on the steam from the lukewarm bath later.

“no, nothing.” his eyes narrow in suspicion.

“really, tenko, it’s nothing.” a small laugh laces your words when he continues glaring at you. he doesn’t say anything, expecting you to fold and tell him what’s on your mind with just a look (you would, of course. neither of you were known for having strong resolves against each other).

“it’s just…” you pause, contemplating how to word your thoughts.

“… you’re human, tenko. last time i checked there’s nothing evil about that.”

he pauses, considering your words for a long moment. he’s human. he has preferences and flaws and makes mistakes because he’s human — not because he’s evil. it’s common sense but it still takes him aback for some reason. how irritating.

he brings up his hand from under the water, pressing his wet palm to your cheek to push your face away from his flushed one.

“that’s a stupid thing to say.” is the only thing he says in response. you smile.

“i know.”

now playing…

baby, my phone!! by yameii online

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college student! tenko shimura x popular! reader

after much demand here’s part 2!!! i had sm fun making this omg

pt 1 full pt 2!!

cw’s!!: mentions of alcohol usage (drunk confessions heheheh), one or two kys/die jokes, dry texter tenko (i luv him), gn! reader, and the fastest burn you’ve ever seen (i have no patience)

there’s an image limit on the mobile app so i’ll reblog w the rest of the story!! ^^

now playing…

stay soft by mitski

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cw’s!!: some angst and fem! reader (reader is referred to as a woman and uses she/her pronouns) :]

wc: 916 (my longest posted yet!!!)

imagining shigaraki who announces to the league that he found a temporary place to stay a few weeks after the base gets destroyed, answering zero questions as to how exactly he found a place for a group of villains to stay after they had seemingly exhausted all of their options (“someone owed me a favor” was all he had said. none of them believed him).

they’re all confused when they arrive at a relatively residential neighborhood. they’re even more confused when their boss walks up to the front door of a random house as if he’s done it a thousand times before (he has. he’d always crawl back to this doorstep, always looking a little small and wounded).

and — not to be repetitive — but imagine their shock when the sweetest looking woman opens the door. you. you’re all smiles and sugar, giving their boss a wide smile before greeting the rest of them and inviting them inside. they’re practically gawking at the way you dote on them as if they’re normal houseguests and not a group of strangely dressed villains.

the blonde girl and the two men in masks are the only ones that introduce themselves (himiko, jin, and ‘compress’. you recognized them from tomuras previous explanations. he thought they were all pains in their own right, you couldn’t bring yourself to agree). the others stay close by tomura, allowing him to guide them through the new environment (as if they had much of a choice). he hadn’t said a word since the nice woman opened the door, even ignoring spinners insistent, whispered questions.

tomura suddenly stops, gesturing to three doors. “we’re taking up these two rooms, the garage, and the living room.” he points to the last door in the hallway. “that’s the bathroom. figure it out amongst yourselves.” he explained flatly, making his way back to the main area of the house with nothing else said. they were left with more questions than when they had initially gotten there.

their boss had settled into a couch by the time they wandered back into the main area, slouched against an armrest with that blank look he wore whenever he was lost in thought. you had taken to the more talkative three, smiling softly as you answered their questions while offering them mugs of something warm (you couldn’t help the softened look in your eyes when you saw the brief shock in their expressions at the gesture).

it was quiet for a while after that. peaceful, even… until you dropped a mug while trying to tidy up your kitchen. it had been a while since the league had seen their boss suddenly so alert, no hesitation in his movements when he briskly made his way into the kitchen. they had braced themselves to hear yelling or some form of harshness. anything to express his displeasure towards the sudden interruption to his thoughts. only, that’s not what happened. at all, actually.

you were a little more frantic, murmuring soft apologies while crouched down and picking up the larger shards of ceramic. only the three at the table could see what was going on, but the quiet way everything was handled was enough for everyone to connect some dots. tomura hadn’t said anything, simply moving down to your level to help you pick up the bigger shards.

when he finally spoke, it was like witnessing a different person. ‘soft’ was an adjective the league wasn’t familiar with. they didn’t have the privilege of really knowing what that word meant… they understood it better now though, with the way their boss was reassuring you in a quiet voice. his words were scolding as per usual, (even you weren’t immune to his small lectures urging you to ‘be more careful’) but he said them with a lightness none of them had heard before.

and then you touched him and suddenly they understood (those who witnessed it, of course). the contact was brief, just a small, grateful squeeze to his shoulder. something so easily overlooked by the general population… but they knew their boss well. they knew the weight of the small gesture. it was so painfully normal, he didn’t even blink an eye at the small touch.

the three at the table — who usually had had so much to say — could only spare each other small, knowing glances. the others that had settled on the couch still looked expectant, as if waiting for the storm that was soon to come pouring down (they could’ve waited years, it was never going to happen).

the league stood at your house for two weeks after that, the interactions between you and the members short but sweet. tomura had bunked in the garage, walking into the house throughout the night with the weak excuse of having to use the bathroom.

they decided not to call him out on his lie.

you remained kind even as they were leaving, wishing them well and softly urging them to stay safe. only himiko noticed the look you and tomura shared as he walked past you. a secret something she was sure only the two of you knew the meaning of. she found herself foolishly hoping that the pretty lady who had taken care of them would be okay.

you found yourself foolishly hoping to see them again (in another life, maybe. things would be better then.)

okay hi here to tell another story that happened to me and connect it to a character LMAO except this time i’m switching up the fandom on yall so….. srry (not rlly ^^)

so i work fast food (gross) as a cashier (even grosser) and this guy comes in right. i’m sooo bad at eye contact (autism) so i usually keep my eyes on the register or their hands or literally anywhere but their face!! but i take a glance at this guy and he’s like. definition of a loser, like vaguely suggestive anime girl tshirt and all right.

so idk whyyy but my brain decided to fully lock in on this poor man so i grab what he needed and hand it to him. this man is like significantly taller than me btw!!! so i look up at him when he thanks me (full eye contact!!!) and give him the sweetest smile i can muster and tell him ur welcome.

WHEN I TELL U this man was alr staring at me before i even looked up and gave the shyest most like receptive smile i think ive ever seen a man give me i was like oh!! heheheheheheh

anyways connecting this to shigaraki in my brain bc tell me he wouldn’t fold for a pretty girl that smiled at him like that like plssssss