I see you in a lot of stuff, Its nice knowing ur still in my life even after we stopped talking!! I wonder if ur going to irl school or not :( even if we don't talk I js want to have one safe person in my classes </3
im not going to irl school :( itll be best for me tho bc id kms if i had to go to school again 🙏 i think once school starts i wanna try to talk again if thats okay with u
i dont think tomura has much of an outward reaction to gifts, but you do see him using whatever you bought him constantly..
the plush keychain you got him? on his backpack. he even superglued the clasp shut so no one could steal it
the mug you got him is stained on the inside from tea within only a few weeks because he uses it so much
he has every little trinket or item you've bought him proudly displayed on a shelf that he bought specifically for them
tomura wouldn't care about you not showering for a few days in terms of smell (honestly he'd probably stick his face in your armpit..) but he would care about how often you shower if you showered with him.. it's part of your routine.. wym you don't feel like showering??? he doesn't get to see you naked and wet tonight??? that's his time!!!
the perfect pair ✮ tomrua shigaraki
Boyfriend!Tomura, watches over you like a hawk, always making sure to keep you out of trouble. He's very, very protective of you.
Boyfriend!Tomura, while he typically self-isolates himself away from everyone and has done that since he was a child, has grown to like isolating himself alone with you.
Boyfriend!Tomura, made sure you took your time to build up the trust the two of you share; it took him over a year to accept he liked you.
Boyfriend!Tomura, took things almost excruciatingly slow the first few months you were together. Like he was constantly giving you an out.
Boyfriend!Tomura, couldn't believe it when you told him you liked him; he genuinely thought you were just fucking with him—he even rejected you for a while because of it.
Boyfriend!Tomura, then saw that the two of you did treat each other differently than you treated the others.
Boyfriend!Tomura, knocked on your door late at night to see if you still liked him. then quietly admitted the feelings were mutual.
Boyfriend!Tomura, treats you special, kissing your neck or shoulders with his chapped lips whenever the opportunity arises.
Boyfriend!Tomura, is an avid video game player who sits in his room constantly, though now that you sit with him, he keeps his setup clean and comfortable so you can join in and watch him play whenever you want.
Boyfriend!Tomura, tends to just play from his bed, so he can lie his head between your legs and feel your fingers running through his pale blue hair.
Boyfriend!Tomura, enjoys when you lie in his lap or between his head while playing video games to, he'll graze his pinky over you sometimes to ground himself and calm down.
Boyfriend!Tomura, is very open to the rest of the league about your relationship. Sharing that he's very happy with you and that there would be no hesitation to marry you if you weren't both villains.
Boyfriend!Tomura, decayed a guy in an alleyway for staring at you too long.
Boyfriend!Tomura, says you're the second in command at the LOV and makes sure everyone there treats you with respect.
Boyfriend!Tomura, is beyond careful when you're in bed together. He'd be willing to handcuff his wrists to the bedpost just to be 100% certain he wouldn't lay a hand on you in his sleep—and just wake up with you gone.
Boyfriend!Tomura, feels bad that he can't take you out on real dates, and has Kurogiri lock everyone out of the bar for a few hours each week, and have that as your selected 'date night.'
Boyfriend!Tomura, just adores when you lie in his lap; he can recount the plans for an attack, and be at peace with your head on his stomach or lying between his thighs.
Boyfriend!Tomura, is surprisingly affectionate, peppering you with kisses, biting, and wrapping his arms around you. He's very affectionate with you—sometimes even in front of the LOV.
⋆₊˚⊹♡ tomura shigaraki works.
one shots and drabbles.
sleepy the league is having a movie night! but you fall asleep on shigaraki, and he's too afraid to move after that.
midnight mischief he sleeps better when you're closer, and you don't want to leave him alone after the lights are off.
sweet to dream you go on a late night snack run with your grumpy boss, shigaraki.
to the one who understood tomura shigaraki didn't let just anyone into his life. he had built a cage around the most broken parts of himself, yet he willingly watched you slip through the cracks in the walls he'd so carefully constructed—it was either go big or go home, and you went straight for the most vulnerable part tomura possessed—his heart.
ua academy! au of teenage tenko shimura as a rising hero <3
flustered basically just shigaraki being a bigggg simp
mii lover you steal tomura's switch after a rough day and see the island he's built in tomodachi life, and more specifically, the two of your miis in love!
thoughts and headcanons.
but baby, i love you! head canons of tomura with a girly girlfriend
a little real smoochie time with shiggy. a tender love you have that makes him feel a little more human.
good morning! you fall asleep beside tomura and wake up to a pleasant surprise
'𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅'
╰┈➤ tomura shigaraki x reader
synopsis; he sleeps better when you're closer, and you don't want to leave him alone after the lights are off <3
Tomura had a habit of slipping his hand under your shirt. It was a simple gesture he found himself to enjoy a little too much - where he'd crook a single finger over to hold the fabric of your shirt before he slides his hand across the mounds of your stomach - laying his palm flat against your tummy as he felt the soft skin underneath
He didn't know why he enjoyed it so much - maybe it was the fact that he could actually hold someone so close to him and not destroy them. It was odd - hearing you giggle and tell him how ticklish the feeling was of his cold hands dancing across your stomach
How many people has he reduced to nothing with these cursed hands? Far too many. He'd expect any regular person to jerk away from his touch - to want to be as far away as possible. Yet here you were, placing your hand over his as you kiss the mole under his lips.
"Stop that! I told you I'm ticklish there." You whisper quietly, keeping your voice low to ensure nobody around you and Tomura awoke
Everyone in the League was forced to sleep in the same room tonight due to the terribly small hideout you all had found last minute - your sleeping bag ended up near Tomura's eventually, you were just too stubborn to sleep without him near you. He groaned quietly when he saw your grinning form standing over him with a pillow in hand - but he rolled over anyways, letting you slip into place beside him.
"Shut it. You're the one who came over here anyways." He mumbles, slowly circling his fingers over your skin as you reach your hand forward - brushing the hair falling onto his face and covering his eyes as his gaze catches onto you
"You're so weird." He mutters, before enclosing his arms around you and forcing your head into his shoulder as you muffle out a laugh - he tries to hold you there so you can't see the blush spreading across his cheeks from your previous gesture, locking his legs around you as you thrash against him
"Let go you freak!"
He tightens his hold, biting down gently on your shoulder and only further proving your point
He can't help but let that familiar slanted smile of his slip when you pout, rubbing the spot he bit with a quiet whine
"Freak." You mutter again, letting out a yawn as you lay your head against his shoulder - playing with the hem of Tomura's thin t-shirt as he watches you quietly
He sees the way you so freely lean into him - embracing all he had to offer with a tenderness he'd never experienced before. He almost wanted to kick you off - tell you to get away from him because you were being so naive and cuddling up against a monster. But a part of him has troubling believing he truly was a monster when you touch him so softly.
"Something wrong?" You whisper, delicate brows pulled together in concern as you gently tap his nose - he swats your hand away with a grunt before wrapping his arms around you again - this time, he makes sure to let his chin rest atop your head
"No."
The way he says it lets you know he has more to say - and you wait patiently, smiling against his skin as he finally lets out an annoyed sigh
"Why do you only sleep with me sometimes? Why not all the time? It's not fair. You're such a prick." He mutters, avoiding your gaze as you smile softly - gently poking his chest
"You're the one who says it's my fault you get no sleep when I- "
"But I like it that way!" He groans, growing frustrated as you sigh thoughtfully - tapping your chin with a hum as he furrows his brows
"I suppose I'll start sleeping with you every night. Only because you're whining like a baby."
He glares - but the look on his face resembles more of a pout than the threatening demeanor he was aiming for, and you laugh quietly
"Don't call me that."
"Mhm. Baby."
His face flushes when he hears your teasing tone - and you adore the absolutely priceless look in his eyes
"Go to sleep." You emphasize, nuzzling yourself back into the space between his neck and shoulder as he slowly wraps his arms around you - his body was tense as he muttered a quiet goodnight.
His hands carefully find the familiar bottom of your shirt - and he gently lifts the edge, sliding his hand up and over your stomach and never further as you drift off to sleep.
₊˚⊹♡ you steal tomura's switch after a rough day and see the island he's built in tomodachi life, and more specifically, the two of your miis in love! tomura shigaraki x afab!reader
notes: i have severe cuteness aggression towards my tomura mii so here u go 😾 <333
tomura would come to learn that one of the many trials and tribulations he would have to endure in a relationship would be the fact that sometimes your partner will have a bad day you couldn't have prevented, and sometimes, you will have to put up with their mood swings.
tomura wasn't used to them with you, but on the rare occasion where you were cranky and angry at the whole world, he told himself his only path to survival would be to remain close by yet not there at all — offer his presence, but keep his remarks to himself, so he's there incase you want him, and not there if you don't.
he had gone into your room earlier and flipped through your calendar’s pages, seeing it was that time of the month. so, when you enter his room with your brows pinched together in frustration and a blanket wound tight around your shoulders, he doesn't hesitate to hand over his switch when you demand he let you play with it. you press a hard kiss onto his cheek as you snatch it from him and head back to your own room, closing the door and curling up under your blanket the moment you're inside.
you had your own switch, but when you missed tomura yet weren't in the mood to be near anyone, you'd take his instead. an odd reprieve, but it brought you comfort by having an integral piece of him with you. your eyes narrow a fraction when you notice the new addition of a game you haven't seen before — tomodachi life — before clicking on its icon.
it seems lively and far more colorful compared to tomura's normal game of choice, and you'd be lying if you said you weren't intrigued. your thumb is moving the moment the loading screen disappears, exploring the island attentively
it doesn't take you long to realize that what tomura had created was the curated society he strived for in the real world. you'd soon take notice of your familiar league members scattered across the mini world as well and become increasingly fascinated by what he'd done with the game. you'd also recognize some famous proheros and villains too, but... they all seemed to be living harmoniously.
maybe it was just your hormones, but you could feel your chest tightening. tomura was, unfortunately, stupidly endearing at times without meaning to be, and this was one of those instances. you huff and try to shake the notion off, forcing yourself to explore the island further instead before you finally notice a character that looks suspiciously like you
after clicking on the mii, you'd see that there was no doubt that it was you, because tomura had drawn out every single minuscule detail. every birthmark, every dip and curve in your skin, even the way your lashes framed your eyes and the way your hair fell around your face — and then you see his own mii enter the frame and greet yours warmly before they're off on a date.
you toss the switch onto your bed not even a minute later and grab your blanket quickly, making a beeline through the league's hideout towards your dear boyfriend's room. all the lights in tomura's room are off with the exception of his monitor, and he quickly turns at the sound of his door being opened before his shoulders relax
"yeah?" he asks, eyes squinted as if he was trying to decipher your expression and figure out what you were going to say before you said it, but you merely step forward and crawl into his lap. tomura lets out a small sound of surprise before scrambling to wrap his arms around you and help you get adjusted and comfortable as he leans back in his gaming chair
"...are you...okay?" he asks hesitantly, voice muffled by the fabric of your hoodie as you press yourself closer. tomura runs a careful hand up and down your spine, and you let out a quiet exhale through your nose before finally answering him
"you're really cute you know," you murmur, trying to keep your snicker at bay when you hear tomura let out a sputtered sound as the hand on your back tenses. he grabs your hood, pulling you back far enough so he could be face to face with you before offering you the most menacing glare he could muster with the blush dusting his cheeks
"you can't just say that and expect me to be—i don't know. normal about it." he huffs, and you offer him a tired smile before tucking yourself back into his embrace
"i saw what you did with that tomodachi life game. i like it." you say, and you feel tomura still beneath you before he lets out a quiet huff
"i spent four hours on it this weekend." he murmurs, and you giggle fondly as your fingers find the familiar blue tufts at the base of his neck to play with
"that was what you were working on? and you didn't show me?" you question with a pout
"i was going to show you it once i figured out how to build us a castle to live in." he grumbles, and you smile before pressing a quick peck onto his mole, the corner of his mouth, and then finally his lips.
tomura shoves your face back into the crook of his neck to hide his blush from you, and after a few minutes of peaceful quiet, he slowly begins to tell you his technique for building the perfect world in the game — one where every person got to live peacefully and equally, and one where the league was undoubtedly happy.