Yandere Undead! Tomura Shigaraki x Y/N “I need You”

Fictober Prompt 1: “I need you”.

Currently taking requests for this month! Check out the prompt list I reblogged if you need any ideas.

Warnings: Not meant to represent an ideal relationship, if your partner is manipulative, pushy, and also a zombie, that is… not good.

“Open the door, I need you to open the door.” His voice is raspy and hardly above a whisper. Just a flimsy push lock is between you and the intruder. Your back is pressed against the wood, hoping that if he somehow manages to get the handle to turn, your body weight will stop him from forcing his way inside of your cramped bathroom. “They’re coming this way Y/N, they’re overrunning the town. They won’t be gentle like I will.”

The sound of his finger nails dragging against the door sent a shiver up your spine. You whimpered and covered your ears. He spoke louder, almost yelling now. “They’ll rip the flesh off of your bones, they’ll swallow your body like greedy pigs!”

Another crash outside of your apartment building window followed by a scream. You crawled on all fours, inch by inch to just peak outside again. Why haven’t you woken up from this nightmare? “I would never do that Y/N, I’m not like them I can still feel the way I felt before. I can feel you- I can feel you replacing the blood in my veins.” His fist slammed against the door, just once rattling the flimsy plywood on it’s hinges. “I need you!” He practically howled. “I need you! I need you- just you!” He slammed his fist into the wood over and over again between each scream. You choke out a sob, pulling yourself up with what little force you can muster by gripping onto the window sill. The city is in ruins, buildings on fire, car windows shattered and people screaming with all of the air left in their lungs. It’s utter chaos, the apocalypse was just like a comic book. Undead creatures crawled out of the sewers, biting pedestrians and breaking into homes. Alarms are blaring in broad daylight, life suddenly halted all at once. You sink back down the wall in defeat, eyeing the now quiet doorway. You squint, is the door knob moving? The intense sound of destruction outside is overwhelming, even with you being a few stories above the ground.

A tiny click, just a small metal pop and the door is pushed open. A pin is shoved into the hole of the handle, the monster was picking the lock the entire time. You shrieked and shrunk down into a ball, gripping your knees and covering your face. “Go away!” You begged with all of your chest. “Aw Y/N, you’re acting like you don’t want to see me.” He sounded breathy. “It’s hurting my feelings.”

You peeked through your hands. His skin is pale and void of any color, cracked and peeling skin along his lips and around his neck in a ring. His hair is stringy and covering most of his face as he crawls closer to you on all fours. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Tomura. Your favorite customer at work.”

You thought for a moment, the hoodie guy? “You get a black coffee and a Snickers bar everyday…” You almost couldn’t squeak out the words, he started coming in recently. He sat alone and played on his phone for most of the morning. He’s quiet, you never really talk to him except to take his order or ask how his day is going. “See, you know me.” His long fingers reached for your ankle. You gasp and pull your leg tighter to you. “I said go away!” More tears spilled over your cheeks as you yelled at the monster. “Shh, shh you don’t need to be so scared.” He hushed you, his beady red eyes pleading and desperate. “I won’t bite…” He lunged forward and managed to grab onto your leg, yanking you towards him. “That hard!” Tomura burst into a sick laugh, his grabbing hands overwhelming you as he pins your squirming body underneath him. He dragged his tongue from your collar bone up your neck, flicking against your cheek. “You taste so good-” He plunged down again, letting his teeth rest against your jaw “-I’ve wondered what you taste like for long now.” He sucked and nipped at your neck, ears and face. “P-please don’t kill me.” You held back a confusing whine, his sloppy and strong kisses feel good. His hands are ice cold, they worked your arms above your head, keeping your wrists pinned to the floor. “Quiet little rabbit.” He spoke directly into your ear. Tomura planted a soft kiss on your temple. “You and I need to be together forever.”

He turned your head and aimed for your neck. “With just one bite.”

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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