But can’t I just give him a hug?

Happy birthday tomura shiragaki

Dust to dust

Shigaraki Tomura from MHA made with the sims 4 and Blender, edited with Photoshop.

CC list and B/A below the cut

CC list:

• Clothing:@aizawasbby+@darte77(textures)
• Accessories and shoes: @aizawasbby
• Hands: 3d model by 3dhaupt
• Building:@nickname-sims4
• Scene: myself (CSitaly)

Before edit:

He crusty, he dusty, he musty.

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Happy birthday king zaddy Shigaraki

“Full” vers on my tw!ttërloves

CW: B0dy H0rr0r/ V!0I3ŃCÊ ⚠️

Maybe never get shiggy angry if you break up with him… part 1 IG

⚠️POV: your ex Shigaraki wants to talk to you about the breakup. You both end up in an argument and you say something that makes him snap.

(BTW! Made a new t!kt0k @//zaiisenpaii)

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Happier

Tomura Shigaraki x GN!Reader

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, fluff in a way?

A/N: Unedited af cause my computer was fighting with me, Also contains spoilers

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Arguing was a daily occurrence now. Not a day goes by without an argument. It was like second nature at this point. Wake up, argue throughout the entire day, then go back to bed to only repeat the same cycle over and over again. You didn’t know what to do. Even if you tried to avoid him, there was always something that he brought up. You’ll admit, sometimes you wondered if he even liked you with all the vile things he’d say to you. So you just did your best to dream of a time when you guys were talking instead of fighting.

~~~

Silence. You never thought you would enjoy it as much as you were now. You were lying down on the rooftop of the base and looking at the stars. The only sound that rang through your ears was the sound of your own heartbeat. It would have been pitch black if it weren’t for the stars in the sky. It was so calming, so different. You finally felt at peace, knowing nothing could ruin such a moment.

While looking at the stars, a feeling raised in your chest, and a thought entered your mind. Sure, you thought about such a thing before, but why now did it cause such a pain in your chest? Maybe cause you finally knew what you had to do and that waiting any longer will only cause the pain to get worse. Plus, there’s no reason to stay when all he does is say how much he doesn’t need you. How he wished he’d never met you.

All the wasted nights crying and going to bed angry were not worth it anymore. The dark circles under your eyes and small white hairs appeared in your hair. You weren’t trying to age any faster, and you were for sure weren’t about to waste the rest of your life with a man who doesn’t love you.

Standing up, you looked at the stars and took a deep breath asking them for luck before leaving. The sounds of your footsteps made your heart beat faster, knowing that what you were about to do could change the course of your life for the better. Sighing, you grab your phone and shoot him a text telling him to meet you at the park where you guys first met. You could feel your eyes water remembering such a time when you were so much happier.

“What are you doing here by yourself?”You asked the man sitting on the swing.

“Why aren’t you running in fear? Calling the cops? I know you saw what I look like and who I am.” His gravelly voice only made you chuckle as you sat next to him on the other swing.

“So you did see me checking you out? Was it that obvious?”

“Checking me out?”

“Of course, silly! If I really wanted to call the cops, wouldn’t they be here by now? Plus, I say me and you have much in common.” You could see his eyes widen at your words. You smile at his reaction.

“What could me and you have in common?”

“Well, I suppose we share the same views. It’s nice to see someone actually voice what’s truly wrong with hero society. So many people are brainwashed into thinking that they can do no wrong. It’s sad as it is sickening.” For once, Shigaraki Tomura had felt something other than hatred in his chest as he listened to your words.

“Not to mention how brave it was to attack USJ. You are the first person to even pull such a stunt. It’s admirable, really.”

He didn’t know what to say. He was so shocked to find someone who shared the same views as him and not Stains. Not to mention how you praised him, telling him how you were impressed. He was never told such things by anyone other than his master. So, for someone as breathtaking as you to say you were impressed and admired him, it gave him newfound confidence to crush the hero society. He would make a world where villains reined supreme and maybe, just maybe, with you by his side.

You sat at the same swing you did so long ago. Hearing his footsteps come up from behind you made you tense, but you quickly collected yourself. He sat at the same swing he did as well before looking at you with a scowl on his face.

“What do you want, and why did you text me to come here?” His voice snapped at you. At the moment, you thought about backing out, but you knew you couldn’t now. It was now or never.

“I think we should break up.” Those words felt like venom coming out of your mouth. Despite how much shit he’s done, you still loved him deep down in your heart. You’ll admit, you weren’t no saint either. When you guys would fight, both of you would say shit that you knew would hurt the other person. You didn’t want to be that person anymore. You didn’t want to be the person who brought up bad things from a person’s past. You wanted change. Even if said change meant leaving who you felt like was the love of your life.

“What?”

“I said I think we should break up.” It was quiet. Too quiet. You could hear a pin drop even if you were in the bustling city.

“What, did you change your mind on how you view hero society? Typical should have expected it from you. Stupid of me to think anybody would understand.” You felt rage bottle up inside of you. Did he really not see what a shit show your relationship had turned into? Did he really jump into blaming you for something you both had equally participated in?

“You saying shit like that is the reason why Shigaraki. We can’t even have a normal conversation anymore that doesn’t include fighting or-”

“-Or what?”

“That exactly! Interrupting one another. Talking over the other! We can’t even sit in the same room together without one of us picking a fight! I know I’m no saint. I know that I have done shit wrong. Despite me still hating hero society and still agreeing with your views, I just can’t do it anymore. I can’t let myself turn into someone that I don’t recognize.” You stood up from the swing. You clutched your fists as tears started to spill from your eyes.

“You sound so pathetic! If you really agreed with my views, you’d know that there is no room in this society that allows people with such shitty morals to have a fun life. Or hell a life at all!” You could hear him going on and on. Your fists were shaking as you struggled not to turn back and scream at him, but you just wanted to get it over with, and then maybe finally would you be able to sleep well at night.

“Despite what you think of me or say of me, I’m not listening to it. I’m tired of the arguing, the sleepless nights, and the fear I feel when you leave for days on a mission and not text me.” Your voice turned shaky as the sound of your sobs could finally be heard.

“I love you. I love you so fucking much Shigaraki. So much that there’s not enough stars in the sky to explain how deep my love is for you. It’s you who I want to wake up next to every morning. It’s you who I want to spend the rest of my life with. Even after this, I will never stop loving you. I’ll love you till the day I die, but I can’t do this anymore.” You turn around and start walking towards the bright street lights.

“Goodbye Shigaraki. I hope your dream comes true. I believe in you.” You turn around and send him a smile before walking down the street and away from his view.

He watched you leave his view. Watched as the swing you were just sitting on finally come to a halt before it finally hit him. The emotions he was so desperately trying to hide came over him like a wave. He grabbed his chest at where his heart should be before letting out a cry of anguish.

He fell off the swing and to his knees before tears streamed down his face. His whole body was shaking as his sobs rang through his ears. It hurt so fucking much. He’s never felt this type of hurt since the incident so many years ago. Now, once again, he was all alone.

He was angry with himself. Why did he have to say that? Maybe if he would have tried to be understanding you might still be in his life but no. His pride got the best of him and said things he truly didn’t mean. He just said it in the heat of the moment. He didn’t know how to diffuse a situation. He didn’t know how to communicate properly. And now thanks to that, he ruined another good thing in his life.

Even if he didn’t say it much, he loved you too. He loved you so much that would die for you. He wanted to wake up every morning knowing that you were proud to call him yours. You were the one he wanted by his side as he took down hero society. You were his everything, and now, he couldn’t tell you how much you truly meant to him. And knowing that, only made him cry harder.

~~~

It was hard the first few months. You thought the sleepless night would stop after you left, but now, you’d cry yourself to sleep. Despite desperately trying to move on with your life, you just couldn’t find a way to get over him. Everything only seemed to remind you of him. From walking by happy couples to looking at videos on the internet. It didn’t help that most of the shows on tv revolved around him. Talking about what his next attack was or would be.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t watch them. It wasn’t healthy in the slightest but you couldn’t help but worry. You still loved him after all, you wanted to know that he was okay.

When video footage of him would come out of him attacking a hero, he didn’t even seem bothered by the fact that you weren’t alongside him. Of course, you knew that he wouldn’t let things like that get him unfocused from his missions. Besides, he seemed more calculated than when you were with him. Like he was focused more. In every fight with a hero that’s come crossed him, he always managed to win, even if that meant the hero losing their life or being wounded to the point that they couldn’t raise an arm.

You were so proud of him. From an impulsive man going into battle without thinking, to someone who plans his next decision carefully. He’s grown so much in the past few months. He’s even managed to take down the Shie Hassakai leader and quite literally took the only way to use his quirk. He’s even grown a sense of style and ditched the ragged black clothes that he use to wear. He was still beautiful in your eyes, no matter what he wore and nothing could change that.

~~~

You’ve never left his mind since that day. No matter what, his mind would always race back to you. It didn’t help how you left things in his room when you broke up with him. When he figured out that you left some clothes in his room, he slept with a shirt that you always wore since it was your favorite. It still after all these months, had your scent on it. While he was looking around the shared room, he noticed something peeking out from under the bed. Once he grabbed it, it felt like he’d been punched in the gut.

It was a picture of you and him. He remembered when you took this picture even. You guys decided to go to an arcade for a celebration of a mission that went well. You took this picture after he had just won a game that allowed you to get the giant stuffie on the top shelf. In your excitement, you pulled out your phone and took a picture of you both, and at the last minute, you kissed his cheek.

He didn’t know where you got this printed but he wasn’t complaining. He took out the picture carefully before folding it up and putting it in his pocket. Now, you would be with him everywhere he went. You would always be by his side cheering him on.

He would do it all for you no matter what he did now. Even if you didn’t know it, he would make you proud and maybe be able to forgive himself for not telling you how much you meant to him.

~~~

The war was all anyone could think about. Worrying about all the heroes who were sacrificing their lives. Worrying about what could happen if the villains truly won. Cries of fear could be heard when people realized how much the heroes were truly up against.

But all you could do was cheer them on.

You watched as they destroyed everything in their path and showed the hero societies’ true colors. Showing them that secrets are never hidden and will always come out. You cried tears of joy when you saw them standing tall and proud.

All of them gave it their all and showed society how they failed. Showing them that they were more than just villains. Showing that even if hero society failed them, they will always have a found family.

You could even remember jumping off the couch when you saw him.

Even after everything he’s been through, he’s still managing to stand tall. He’s worked hard to get where he is and it all payed off.

Watching as the news revealed that the heroes had fled. That they couldn’t defeat the bad guys. That hero society isn’t as strong as the brainwashed people were lead to believe.

You could feel tears well in your eyes as you saw Shigaraki standing tall. Victorious, knowing that it had all payed off. And in that moment, a smile reached your face as you looked at the TV.

“I always knew you could do it. I love you so much Tomura.” you turn off the tv before heading to your bedroom, not before looking out the window.

“And I’m so proud of you.”

Dabi wallpaper

Some uh pose practice with shigaraki

Spoilers for Tomura’s backstory

Please consider Tenko singing ‘Remember You’ from Adventure time to Hana (his sister).

Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t been around, I’m currently working of a Shigaraki story that I’m posting on AO3 x 
Click here if you’d like to read it <3

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

Some old BNHA sketches

I need to draw these bozos again