Shigaraki Modern Au Headcannons

Shigaraki Modern Au Headcannons

Majors in Computer Science

Likes to wear comfortable clothing. Mostly sweaters, sweatpants, and pajama pants

Awkward and introverted

Can come off as cold and off putting

Knows how to code and works as a freelance coder

Likes comics and anime

Anti-Capitalist

Doesn’t like TikTok or twitter

Loves watching streams

Likes those Minecraft long-play videos

His favorite games are first person shooters and games like Skyrim

Bad at cooking

Likes to shop at Newbury comics

Hates crowded and loud places

Orders a lot of fast food

Tsundere

His favorite shoe brand is converse

Used Tumblr in middle school

Uses Reddit and Discord

His classmates think of him as a weird loner guy and don't bother him

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Tomura shigaraki x reader

“Shower” (smut)

“Y/n”

You poured cream and sugar into your coffee as you heard your needy boyfriend call your name.

“Hm? What is it tomu?” You softly smile at him as you lift the coffe cup and held it taking a sip.

“I want to shower together.” He demands as he looks at you with pleading eyes across the table.

You spit your your coffee as your eyes wide open in the shock.

“W-what?!?!”

“You heard me.” He looked at you with a serious expression.

“I’ve been playing with my.. “acquaintances” and they’ve informed me that they shower with their girlfriends multiple times.”

You look at him in disbelief he wanted to shower with you because he’s heard of if from his “friends”?!

“let’s go.” He stands up grabbing the coffe cup from your hand placing it on the table as he drags you to the bathroom.

“W-wait tomu-!”

“No I can’t wait.” He replies as he shoves you in the bathroom closing the door behind him locking it.

“C‘Mon hurry and take your close off” he tells you harshly as he starts stripping.

“T-“

“I said strip.”

You sigh as you did what you were told,he wanted to shower with you it couldn’t be bad…

You began to take off your clothes feeling insecure as you removed piece after piece.

“Stop hiding yourself…. You look…good.”

You blushed expectedly at his words, it true you’ve sleeped with tomura but this was a different type of vulnerability. You took of your last piece of clothing as you stood still covering your chest.

His sheepish eyes scanned your body as his cheeks were left with a small tint of blush, he opened the shower door as he turned on the shower head setting it to a good temperature. After some time passed and the water was set he got in signaling with his eyes for you to do the same.

As you got in you felt the lukewarm water touch your body it felt… good. You were turning away from tomura still ashamed before you felt him presses himself against your back feeling his cock touch your ass as his hands moved their way over to your chest.

“finally..” he let out as he began to groap your boobs in circular motion, kissing your neck softly.

You tilted your neck in order to give him more access to it as you moaned his name softly

“T-tomu..” you whined as you felt him place love marks on your neck.

“Turn around.” He commanded as you did what you were told.

You were now facing him as his cock pressed against the top of your pussy hard grinding softly as all you could hear was the water fall.

“Lift up your foot for me princess” he smirked as he lead his hand under your tight helping you lift it as it rested on his arm.

“Hold onto me.” He said in a husky voice.

you knew where this was going and you were here for it. You wrapped both of your hands onto his neck for security as you felt him press his cock on your entrance.

“M..Mhh..” you whined softly as you felt yourself become wet.

“shit. I dont know if it’s you or the water but you’re really turning me on.” He scoffed as he began to teased your entrance.

“t-tomura.. please..” you whined onto his shoulder.

“fuck..fine..” he panted as he slowly pushed himself inside you.

“fuckfuckfuck…” he groaned as he felt himself come harder inside your gummy pussy squeezing him tightly .

“You feel so tight are you trying to break my dick off..” he huffed as his face grew red moving in and out of you slowly.

“fuckkkk..” you whined as your back arched and toes curled by his cock inside you.

“please tomu..please...” you whined and moaned as your felt yourself want more.

He scoffed at your remark as he began to go faster in you.

“H-..heh.. I can see my dick outlined on your stomac..tsk..” he groaned as he pressed on the bump with his free hand.

You moaned loudly at his action as he fastened his pace

“S-so deep..!!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as tour tongue stuck out filling the room with pleasurable lewd moans.

He pressed you against the wall as his hand still held your leg up gaining deeper acces to your pussy.

“Look at me.” He demanded on a groan.

You couldn’t even keep eye contact with him as he thrusted deep inside over and over repeatedly. He leaned into your lips as he bit your lower lips softly pushing his tongue against yours dancing around inside your mouth sucking on it repeatedly.

“Feels so good.. that feels so good..” you moaned on his lips.

“To…-tomura..” you whined as you held onto him tightly feeling your leg give out.

“almost..there..fuck tight.!” He groaned as he felt his cock drop with precut inside your walls as they clenched around him so good.

“H-hng!!!…”

With a final thrust from his teasing cock you came undone on him.

“Ha..ah!!” You moaned out as you felt his cock throb inside you leaking its seed inside.

He gently let down your leg as you clung onto him for support.

“now lets shower..” he panted and smirked in satisfaction as he held onto you tightly.

shigaraki drabble MDNI!!

noncon, drugging, creampie, somnophilia, etc.(；￣д￣) FIRST FANFIC PLS B NICE!!!

imagine shigaraki, who, unbeknownst to poor little you, has his cock buried deep in your cunt, groaning at the sight of your sleeping form twitch and sigh each time he plows into you. 

“Fuuck-“

he breaths, the sounds of skin-to-skin and shigarakis needy whines echoing through the room. he’d spent so much time planning and preparing for this moment, when you, his perfect little crush, would let your guard down, allowing him to slip a little something in your drink at the house party some jock hosted; shigaraki watching you greedily down your berverage, completely unaware of what would happen to you when you dozed off.

he screwed his eyes shut, quickly pulling out before he could cum, grinning childishly as he reminisced all those times you hung out with him at school, oblivious to how he sneakily stared at the pudge of your thighs visible under your skirt, or the way your shirt stretched around your tits. you spoke to him so nicely, with not a single worry in that pretty head of yours to what the *school creep* could, and eventually would, do to you.

tomura quickly shoved his wet cock back inside your cunt, hissing through clenched teeth. he moved his scarred hands up to your bare chest, tweaking and pinching your swollen nipples, before leaning his head down and taking one in his mouth. he knew he couldn’t last much longer- but who would? you looked so beautiful resting beneath him, dabi was right- those drugs really were a miracle.

shigaraki parted his lips from your small bud, instead shoving them against yours, greedily slipping his tongue inside your mouth, tasting you. his hips sputtered, before he finally shot his load inside of you, his fat tip snug against your cervix, filling you with his spunk.

tomura sluggishly pulled away from you, breathing heavily. looking down at your still-resting form, chest slowly rising and falling, you were still beautiful. 

but shit, how was he supposed to clean this up?

"cut it out." tomura hisses, his hand pushing your hand away from his cock— he hates when you sit next to him during classes.

"whyyy?" you whine, noticing the person on the other side of tomura glancing toward the both of you.

"i don't want some whore looking at my dick." he groans, his hand pulling the strings on his hoodie to hide his face.

you mumble a small 'whatever' n stuff your hand into his pants. of course he isn't wearing underwear, fucking weirdo. you play with his pubic hair, tickling him before grabbing his already hard cock— feeling his sweaty balls slide against your fingers.

you begin to pump his cock fast already causing him to hunch over in attempt to calm himself down—.

"feel good?"

"ye-yeah."

"just yeah?" you hum.

he groans, whispering — "yes, mommy."

dad!Tomura Shigaraki is totally obsessed with those silly gamer baby onesies;

bruh fuck school let’s go on a roadtrip with the LOV!!! really suggestive mdni NOT PROOFREAD DONT COME FOR ME

shigaraki x reader

the van you guys are riding in is way too small to fit everyone . . . unless someone sits on another’s lap. obviously, people like their personal space so it looked like one person had drop out of the trip or else the trip would be canceled. sadly, no one sacrificed themselves.

“ugh… c’mon guyss! i really want to go on this trip” toga whined next to double, squirming around like a child having a tantrum. you rolled your eyes in annoyance. she’s been complaining like this since yesterday. “i am NOT letting my dignity wash away by sitting on anyone else’s lap but their car seats.” you protested, making it clear that you wouldn’t give less than a shit if the trip was canceled.

dabi batted an eye at you with devious intentions (🤨) “are you implying that you’d rather have someone in your lap?” he rebuked your statement with a grin of victory, causing your face to contort in disgust. “no, i’m saying i’d rather not go, dipshit.” you shook your head before getting up to go to the other room. but not before overhearing him say that he guesses the trip will continue.

whatever.

ding

dabi :

js go man

toga wants you to

what if i told you you can sit alone

would you go

you :

ok

that’s not reassuring

but ok

where are you guys?

dabi :

we’re in the van bruh hurry up

you :

shut up

you assumed they already threw your stuff in the van because your luggage was nowhere to be seen. you walked up to the car and knocked on the heavily tinted windows before you heard the loud sliding of the door. greeted by dabi’s shit eating grin with his thumb pointing towards the back.

fuck - they tricked you.

you weren’t gonna sit alone, you were gonna sit on a lap. tomura shigaraki’s lap. out of everyone they chose AFO’s successor and the guy you had the hots for. “are you actually joking with me?” anger ran through your veins when you realized the situation but all your stuff was in that very luggage (that was in the van already) and no way in hell were they letting you get it back now.

“what? it’s just shiggy.”

that’s what happens when you trust a villain.

now you were sitting uncomfortably on tomura’s lap. it was miserable and you could tell he was too. the van had only one seat in the back with the rest of the space for luggage so you offered for yourself to sit on the floor surrounded by all the luggage in which he declined.

not that he was forbidding you to move but that it was okay for you to sit on him. he’d wrap his arms around you when you guys were on a bumpy trail, as if he was your very own seatbelt. you had to stop yourself from letting yourself indulge in your sinful thoughts when this happened so you distracted yourself by having conversation with everyone in the front where tomura occasionally joined in on.

so that’s why it was actually hell when everyone fell asleep (except kurogiri cuz he’s driving IDK KEAVE ME AKONE joke). the only people awake other than kurogiri were you and tomura because 1. you couldn’t sleep on his lap 2. he couldn’t sleep with someone on his lap.

“shigaraki… do you want me to move to the floor?” your turned your head to ask him in a quick whisper. he met your gaze with a shake of his head before hugging you from behind and resting his head on your back.

your eyes widened at the realization of what was happening right now. you were never that close to him before, only interacting through messages or meetings.

oh and you knew you were in for a ride (pun intended) when you felt something poke against your ass. he stayed silent, still in the same position as before, albeit with a tighter grip.

“shig.”

“sorry.”