Don’t Hate It. - Shiggy

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First time trying to hold their hand. Does it go right or wrong?

+Neither you nor Shigaraki were the type to hold hands. For some of the same reasons and some different. For one of Shiggy’s, well obviously his quirk and for you, you were not the type to be all touchy feely in cutesy stuff. Neither of you were really the affectionate types. That is until a day comes that You need a little physical touch.

The day couldn’t go by and end fast enough. Nothing was going right, I was nearly caught by some heroes, and to top it off, it started to storm. As soon as I walked in the door, I threw my soaked coat in some random direction. I shook my hair out, ignoring the displeased yell towards me.

“Ugh!” I threw myself into a booth completely annoyed with the world. My fingers aggressively rapped against the table top. I had been on edge all day, from the moment I woke up.

“Well some one’s in a bad mood.” A deep voice said from across the bar. I glanced toward the bar and saw the black hair male next to our leader. It surprised me to see him out of his room and away from his video games.

“Not now Dabi.” I growled under my breath. A drink was placed in front of me and I saw the black purple Wisps out of the corner of my eye. I took a long drink before leaning back into my seat.

“Awe, is someone also a bit touchy? Oh, everyone! Look out!” He laughed. I rubbed my eyes before burying my face in my hands. I just felt like I really needed a hug, a loving touch, or something.

“Dadi just leave them alone.” Kurogiri said.

“What? I’m not doing anything.” He grumbled. I rolled my eyes and just took another drink. I heard an argument between multiple people ensue. I was left alone for a little while but I could feel eyes on me. Frustration was quickly growing in me. I looked up and around the room. Across the bar, there was a recruit that had been around for a few weeks with his eyes glued on me.

“Great. Him.” I groaned and looked away. It was not even a minute and he was standing next to the table. “Can I help you with something?”

“Nooo… but I think I could help. Get those frustrations out I mean.” He gave me a big smile which I’m sure he meant to be sexy but failed miserably.

“Really?” I asked sarcastically, unimpressed. He nodded, ignoring my sarcasm. He leant down so his face was close with mine.

“Really, really.” He smirked. He reached to touch me. “I have so many ideas.”

“Haha. Careful there, recruit.” I warned, pushing his hand away. His touch was revolting. The frustration was about to snap.

“Oh come on, sweetie. Just come with me and…” He reached out again. I snapped. I shoved him back and shot out of my seat. He stumbled and I grabbed his neck tight. Black webbed out on his skin.

“Walk for a mile and then walk into traffic you pathetic nitwit.” I growled. I shoved him away and he walked out the door. I sighed. That was the first time my quirk worked right allday. I finally noticed the room was silent. “Anyone else?” Gazes immediately moved away from me. Tears fought their way to the surface. I felt like I was going to fall apart, that there is nothing to hold me together.

“Y/N.” A presence came up behind me.

“What!” I turned to see Shiggy next to me. His eyes went from me to the door. “I don’t want to hear it! Can’t you all just leave me alone for one goddamn minute!” I yelled, throwing my hands up and stomping off. I walked to an unused back hall and leant against a wall. There was a big window in front of me, showing me the storm outside.

“Y/N..” I jumped and yelled out. The tears finally broke though.

“What Tomura!?” I yelled. “I know I messed up so what could it be you are here for?” I slammed back into and slid down the wall. “Because it only seems that people come to me when they want something, want to tease on me, or make me their punching bag! So what possibly could you be here for! Huh?”

“Y/N.”

“What?” I looked up and saw he was sitting next to me on my left. He reached up and pried my hand from my hair. I gasped because I didn’t ever know I was doing it, the ache setting in. His next action shocked me more. He took my right hand in his left and began to rub circles. “Shigaraki?”

“Just take it.” He slowly wrapped his right arm around my shoulders. I set my head on his shoulder cautiously. When he didn’t react beyond pulling me in more, I let my full weight on him. I noticed he had on his two finger gloves and a small smile came to my face.

I gripped his hand and placed my other hand over his and traced random shapes. Underneath, I was soaking in all the soft attention and touches. Shiggy normally hated to wear the gloves so he never really did this soft stuff. Sure we’ve done some more spicy touching but never this.

“Thank you.” I whispered. “I know you hate wearing the gloves.”

“I don’t hate wearing them. I just had no reason too.” His raspy voice said softly into my ear. He moved his arm off my shoulder and brought it forward to set his other hand with the others. “Now I do.”

“Huh?” I lifted my head to look at him.

“I am not a very… touchy person but with you I want to be. I just didn’t know how to ask you.” He said. “With anyone else, I’m not interested. But with you, I want to have everything.So I don’t hate it.”

“I feel the same.” I admitted after a minute of silence. “I had to admit it to myself as well. I haven’t been close enough to anyone in such a long time that I didn’t know what to do.”

“So we are meant for each other.” He laughed and so did I.

“You know, if you hadn’t sent that shit head on his way, I would have dusted him.” I laughed hard, leaning into him more.

“I am just happy my quirk worked. It’s been acting up all day.” I held up my free hand. Black swirled on my fingertips. Tomura let go of my one hand and placed his finger tips against mine, all five. He tapped them before gently lacing his fingers with mine.

“Things happen and I will be… Will be here for you the best I can.” He said. “I know I am far from a great man but…”

“If I wanted a great man, I would not be here.” I said a matter of factly. He laughed. “The dark, brooding, crazy type that has a side obsession of video games myself. They’re more fun.”

“Damn. That specific, huh?” He asked.

“Actually, now that you mention it, I like them to have light blueish hair with a hand problem.”

“Watch it.” He warned with no threat behind it. “You know, now that I’ve gotter a taste of this I won’t go back.”

“Same.” I tightened my grip on his hand.“I hate to admit it but I need a little physical touch every now and then.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” He whispered. I nearly fell asleep when a loud clash of thunder and lightning spooked us both. “Ugh! Can we, maybe move somewhere more comfortable than the floor?”

“Oh, fine you big baby.” I got up and looked down at him expectedly. He got up and took my hand. I yawned as I’ve walked through the halls, hand in hand.

Tag list: @spicy-therapist-mom @dxnaii-rxse @princ3rae @iris-shihabi

Pairing: Shigaraki x Female Reader
Characters: Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi, Mr. Compress
Rating:NSFW
Content: eating out, public, alcohol use

I just realised I had been spelling “pairing” wrong on like all of my posts, kill me now smh.
Anyways! Hey guys! Today’s treat is my fucking baby Tomura Shigaraki. I always have and always will simp for him idc what anyone says he is fine asf

Shigaraki is cannonly 20-years-old! (I think it’s 20?) The point is, he is over 18

“We need a better plan.” Dabi grumbles, sipping at his half-full glass of straight whiskey. “It won’t work.”
Compress sighs exasperatedly, growing tired of Dabi’s bossy personality. “Okay then, what is it you think we should do? You must have some sort of an idea.”
Typically, the sight of Dabi picking an unnecessary fight with someone would piss you off, but it seemed you had other things on mind. 
“Never said I had a plan, just said we need a better one.” Dabi glances over towards you as you stand behind the bar. “What about you? Got any ideas?” His questions leads Compress to face you as well, both awaiting your reply. 
Well isn’t this terrible timing.

~5 minutes ago~
You search behind the bar for something to drink. Nothing too harsh, yet all you can spot is hard liquor. You sigh and settle for a half-empty bottle of vodka. Light footsteps echo from the hallway, you recognise the walking pattern of Shigaraki, the leader.
He pokes his head out from the doorway. “What are you up to?” He asks. It seems he was also searching for something to drink as he squeezes past you to reach the high cabinet. Kurogiri’s not-so-secret stash.
“Same as you, drinking away whatever I can.” You hold up the bottle for a cheers as he snickers to himself. “Hey we might die so I may as well get drunk one more time.”
Shigaraki shrugs his shoulders and fetches a glass. “Can’t argue with that.” He takes a gulp from the dark liquid, whatever it was. “So you think you might die and you decide to get drunk?” He smiles a little to himself.
You lean onto the counter, spinning the bottle between your fingertips. “Gotta do the fun things just in case I can’t do it again.”
Shigaraki tilts his head a little, studying your face. “While I do like that idea, I think you’re going about it the wrong way.” 
You raise an eyebrow, looking at him with a hint of suspicion. “Oh yeah? And what is it that I should be doing?” You ask, looking up at him through your eyelashes. 

“Something that makes you feel good.” He steps closer, snatching the vodka from your grip and taking a swig. “Drinking does make you feel good but there’s definitely something that’ll make you feel a million times better.”
You chuckle apathetically with narrowed eyes. “Do tell.” You smirk, playing along with his little game. 
Shigaraki takes yet another swig, only this time he doesn’t swallow. He pulls you in by your waist and presses his lips to yours, brushing his tongue against you, asking for entrance. Once you give it to him, the liquid from his mouth spills into yours, some dripping down your chin. Despite already swallowing, neither of you pull away. Your tongues swirl against each other as he pulls you further in against his body. A shiver runs down your spine. Whether it’s the heat from his body or from the liquor, you feel incredible. You never want the feeling to end. 

Distant bickering from the hallway sends you into a panic. You grip Shigaraki’s shoulders and push him to the floor, out of sight. Out from the hallway emerges Dabi followed by a tired looking Compress.
In your state of shock you hardly notice Shigaraki’s hand running up your thigh, right between your legs. You jolt and look down at him now pulling your bottoms down. 
“Hey pour me a whiskey will ya.” Dabi demands, not even looking at you. Dick. You reach for the glasses, trying to act as casual as possible. Shigaraki waited. Waited for the moment you started pouring the whiskey to run his tongue over your inner thigh. Your hands shake but you still manage to pour the drink without spilling too much. This can’t be good.

Shigaraki guides your legs to spread before using his tongue to lap up all of the wetness caused by the steamy kiss. You squeak a little at the unexpected feeling yet neither Dabi nor Compress notice. They’re far too caught up in their own conversation. 
He tongue finds its way to your clit that was throbbing with desperation. You bite your lip as your eyes flutter shut. One of your hands tangles into his hair, gripping him for balance with newly weakened legs. Shigaraki grins and flicks his tongue faster. You cover your mouth before the gasp can escape from your lips. 
You look down at Shigaraki who appears to be quite pleased with himself. He slips one of his gloves off and rests 4 fingers on your thigh, his thumb just barely hovering over your skin. The fear the strikes through your body turns up your intensity by almost double. A warmth spreads in your chest, who knew you could get so worked up from him threatening you. 
This clearly unhinged man was scaring you with the thought of death all to add to your arousal. How truely vicious. 

Shigaraki throws one of your legs over his shoulder, providing him with better access. 
The stimulation from his tongue hitting that spot over and over was driving you mad with desire. You want him. You want him to slam you against a wall and do what he pleases. Yet here he is, the leader of the League of Villains, on his knees eating you out. 
Your voice quickly becomes breathy, far more noticeable than before. It isn’t until Dabi turns to you that you remember two of the other members are sitting opposite you.
“What about you? Got any ideas?” He asks with some sort of impatient expression. With both sets of eyes on you, you know you have to work twice as hard to keep what’s happening behind the bar under wraps.
You clear your throat and blink slowly, eyes slightly glazed. “Uhm well… perhaps instead of all going in from one area–” You pause at the feeling of Shigaraki speeding up. The knot in your stomach begins to tighten, adding to that burning feeling that fills your body. 
Dabi raises an eyebrow warily, unknowing as to why you’re acting so strange. 
“M-maybe we spread out into small groups or pairs. Less chance of catching us off guard.” You almost whine out the words, using too much brain power to think of a coherent sentence. 

Compress and Dabi sit in silence for a moment, thinking over your completely improvised idea. “I mean that sounds logical to me.” Compress shrugs, adjusting his gloves. “It would be best if we let Shigaraki know.” He states, sliding off of his chair and heading for the hallway. 
“Yeah.” Dabi jerks his head to speak to Compress, yet he never takes his eyes off you. “I’m right behind you.” He leans over the counter and catches an eyeful of Shigaraki ravenging you. Dabi smirks and grips your face between his fingers. “I knew it. Oh how I’d love to be the one to put that erotic expression on your face.” And with that, he leaves.
You let out a stifled moan that you had been holding back for a while. Shigaraki wraps his arms around both of your thighs, locking you in place and hitting the spot that makes your toes curl.
You whimper and tilt your head back. “Right there! Don’t stop!” You beg, quickly catching on to an upcoming orgasm. 
Shigaraki slightly laughs with amusement at your pleading but still does as you say, making sure to flick his tongue quickly yet strategically. 

You can’t even form a sentence, all you can focus on is the pleasure that courses through your body. You pant through the build-up, seeking the air that can’t seem to fill your lungs. With final flicks of his skilled tongue, your entire body shakes, forcing you to fall to your knees. You cry out into Shigaraki’s shoulder and grip onto him as you ride out the orgasm. 
You pull away from him and pout, body still slightly shaking. “What- what was that for?!” You ask. Your voice still breathy and a bit broken. 
Shigaraki smiles maliciously and licks his lips clean. “Just wanted to prove that i can make you come with no hands.” 
Half of you wants to punch him, the other half desperately wants to fuck him…

I wonder which side you should listen to :) Stay tuned for part 2
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Slightly cut that my Toji post got no hype, man is the dilf of all dilfs! Like how?! Y’all need to acquire some taste my babies! If you’d like to read it click here (shameless plug) 
 Anyways, I would sell my soul for a night with Shigaraki istg. PLEASE JUST ONE NIGHT I BEG.
Also sorry it’s a bit short BUUUUUT the second part will definitely be longer x Thank you all for the constant support <3 MWAH