Anybody know where I can find some screenshots of Tomura from the recent episodes?
*Sigh*
I just wanna suck his dick.
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:: What He's Like As A Soft Yandere ::
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♡ Pairings: Shigaraki x Reader
Request: I have this headcanon that shiggi would just be extremely soft towards his s/o, but also a complete obsessed posessive yandere... if that makes sense😭🤚 Love ur fics btw!!❤ [@hurthermore]
CW: Slight NSFW, Clingy, Soft Yandere, Touchy, Threats, Mentions of Death, etc.
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+ I can see that.
+ With soft Tomura, I feel whenever he has a league meeting you're always there.
+ He likes to keep you close by to show you off around all the other members, but at the same time hates the way Dabi's eyes linger on you.
+ This usually results in him being overly affectionate just to rub it in the burnt bastard's face that he doesn't have a single chance in hell with you.
+ Kissing, holding, groping, regardless of how embarrassed you get, he won't stop. He has a point to prove.
+ Shigaraki doesn't like to let you go on dangerous missions, but if you constantly beg and plead with him, he might be willing to compromise
+ You are behind him at all times though, regardless of how capable you are, he doesn't want to risk losing you
+ He can be insanely clingy
+ He wants you on him and near him at all times, even when he's playing video games on his own
+ Your general presence just has an overall calming effect on him
+ However, that calmness will diminish in a matter of seconds if you're ever bothered or hurt by someone
+ He doesn't waste time getting rid of things that piss him off, and anything he deems as a nuisance to you pisses him off more than anything else
+ He would decay the whole world if it would keep you happy and in his arms
Would Tomura be jealous if you’ve had sexual partners before him?
Would he ensure he ruined you for anyone else? 🤔
I was going to pop into Ghuleh’s askbox again and ask them but I feel like I am ALWAYS pestering them with Shigaraki questions lmfao. So I figured I’d just have this be an open discussion on my blog instead. Anyone can contribute!
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I’ve talked about this hundreds of times at this point BUT thinking about kissing Tomura’s neck scars.
He’s insecure about them, he thinks you think they’re ugly. I mean he hates them, why would you feel any different? Pale fading tracks mixed with more recent marks, aggressively red and covered in scabs.
But the way you slide up behind him and press your lips against his deep scars has him melting. No matter the things he did or said, you’re always so so gentle and kind, lips caressing the skin. Usually any contact on his neck disgusts him. A reminder of the constant stress and terror he feels. But the way you touched it was different. Whether its your lips or your fingers, tracing patterns against him, running your fingers up and down the marks, he can’t help it, it’s so relaxing for him.
And of course, there was nothing better than the feeling that you weren’t scared of him. Other people recoiled at his marks and wounds, disgusted and uncomfortable. He’d accepted long ago that he was repulsive. Yet you never acted that way. You’re always affectionate with him, cleaning his fresher scratches and talking him through all his stresses before gracing him with the bliss of your lips against them. Even the fresh marks don’t disgust you. You’re always comforting, an ever present comfort for him. Everyone else treats him so coldly, and yet you’re so loving. He adores you, everything about you. Tomura is simply obsessed with how you feel as you press kisses into his skin.
So now he seeks it out. Silently, of course, he never asks. But whenever he’s frustrated, he always just so happens to enter whatever room you’re in, making a show of his irritation. He needs the feeling of your mouth against his neck, it’s comforting. He grunts and mumbles under his breath, anything to get the attention he craves. He isn’t subtle, he could be if he wanted to be, but he doesn’t have the self control when it comes to you.
When you catch on and pull him in the by waist so you can nuzzle into his neck, he simply dies in your arms. He can’t help but relax at the feeling of you touching him. You’re just so unafraid. And when you finally kiss him? It’s heaven. His head’s in the clouds, brain turning to mush. The anger simply dissolves. The warmth he’s always craved but never thought he’d receive given to him by someone as beautiful and kind and intelligent as you. The gentle pressure of your tiny butterfly kisses is simply the best feeling he could ever hope to experience.
He wants to hug you back even though he’s scared to touch you. He’s never craved being able to touch like this, but he needs to hold you now. You’ve truly taken his breath away, truly broken his brain. It’s hard to be a villain when you’re feeling so so soft
Do you think Tomura would ever have panic attacks about you leaving him? Like, you never would, of course.
Do you think he’d get himself worked up enough thinking about it to have a panic attack though?
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SHIGARAKI DESERVES ALL THE LOVE AND HAPPINESS THAT HE TRULY DESERVES!
Tits out for Tomura
Anyone got any mommy kink Shig fics they’d recommend?
Or even just some fluff where he’s acting kinda subby and desperately wanting your attention/love.
That’s what I’m in the mood for tonight.
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Anonymous asked:
Imagine shig n his s/o on a night walk and they find a corgi pup 😭 - 🧷
A Shigaraki you've only just started dating? Just stares and walks on. Even if he looks in pain, he'll snap a bit if you ask and tells you to keep walking.
But a Tomura you've been with for a while, one who's had time to properly get to know you, to open up to you, tell you about Mon-chan? Yeah, that's where it makes his heart go all fuzzy.
“Awww, Tomura look!” You exclaim as you crouch down to stroke the puppy. Grinning, you look up at him. The pup was nuzzling into your hand as you petted them. “They’re so so cute!”
His eyes shifted away, looking hurt. Dogs were a touchy subject for him, but he liked them. He’d told you so. Opening up wasn’t his strong suit, he rarely ever talked about his past, he didn’t seem to remember much, or maybe he was keeping it private. But what he did tell you, most of it was about Mon-chan. He loved that dog. They really were best friends. Tomura spent every waking moment with Mon. He’d get lost taking him on walks for hours, sneak him snacks and spend his pocket money on treats and toys for him. It was almost the exact opposite of the Shigaraki of today, at least the version he showed everyone else. You knew that side of him, the kind, passionate, dorky side, even if he was still quick to anger and drowning in villain ideology. If he was even a fraction as kind to Mon as he was to you, you were certain that dog had lived the best life he could ask for.
“Hey, it’s okay. You’re wearing gloves, you can’t hurt them.” You whisper. He’d never outright told you what happened to Mon, but from the way he shook when he approached the subject, the refusal to touch you as the topic arose, you knew. But things were different now. He knew what to do to avoid that ever happening again,
It started with a pair of hesitant fingers, a gentle scratch behind the ear. And then they were on him, knocking him back, standing on his chest and licking his face. The fearful expression melted into... is he laughing? Aw. His face scrunched up in such an adorable way as the puppy loomed over him. For once, Shigaraki looked happy.
The anguish that crossed his face as you pulled the pup off him stung. Even as you kissed the tip of his nose to comfort him, he looked pained. He sat up, staring at you as you rolled the pup over to rub their belly. You reached for their neck, only to let out a confused hum.
“No collar. Do you think they’re a stray?” As you turned to him, his eyes stayed fixated on the dog.
“Don’t know.” He mumbled. There’s nothing that could tear his eyes from this pup. He reached out again, stroking their belly tentatively, face softening immediately as he came into contact with the fluff. Like tearing him away from his video games, any attempt would be a losing battle. And tearing the dog away from him would be just as impossible. They whined as his touch left them, rolling over to get up and nuzzle against his leg. Like him and Mon, these two were instantly inseparable. And who were you to deny him of that?
“Y’know, there’s no owner around, no collar, and he really likes you, maybe we should-” You began, only to be cut off.
“You hear that?? You’re with us now. Villain puppy.” He giggled maniacally as he collected the puppy in his arms, rubbing his face against the dog’s fur. All you could do was smile, knowing Tomura had something, another source of comfort and affection. Still a fraction of what he deserved, but there was someone else to show him the undying love he was worthy of. Another reason for Tomura to be Tomura, not a Symbol of Fear.
He quietened for a moment before leaning over and kissing your cheek.
“Thank you, Y/N.” He whispered. “Me, you and Villain Pup. We’re a team now.” You scowled at him playfully.
“We can’t call them that. They need a proper name.”
“Villain Pup.” He insisted. You rolled your eyes, giving in. Tomura cheered. These moments of innocence were so refreshing, moments he could be himself. You leaned down to scoop up the puppy. Even though he knew the dog was coming home with you, Tomura looked disappointed. Even though you knew the dog was coming home with you, it hurt to cause him pain. But it was more than worth it to see him smile like that every single day
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Just imagining Shiggy who’s head over heels for you, who just stares at your lips all the time without even realizing he’s doing it. They look so soft and warm, it’s driving him crazy. He so desperately wants to know what they’d feel like against his~ 💜
He doesn't mean to. It's just second nature. In a world so full of pain and hardship, it's only natural that he's drawn to soft things. Like the blanket you left on the couch that smells like you. Like the hoodie you took off and forgot about when you got too warm one night. And of course, like your lips.
They look so pretty and plush and comfortable. Smooth and delicate, the opposite of his. He wants to touch them, slide a finger across them, squishing them slightly as you look at him with adoring eyes. He wants to press his lips to yours, taste them and feel their warmth. He craves security of your arms wrapping around him as you draw him back in to meet you once again. And he wants you to touch him too. Press gentle kisses against his scars as you whisper about how you think they’re pretty. Snuggle into the crook of his neck while he plays video games and kiss his neck. Reach for his lips the way he wants to reach for yours. He’s not stupid in any sense, he knows you don’t feel the same, but he can’t help but crave it.
So it’s no surprise that he can’t help but be mesmerised by your lips every time he sees them. He is listening to what you’re saying, of course he is, your voice is so soothing, but he can’t stop his mind from wandering as he stares, desperate for your gentle mouth against his
Courtesy of @shiggyniggy
Absolutely cracked me up 😂