#Tenko

[hotpotatopotat]

If afo ever had to take care of tomura when he was sick

[mymhameme]

Finally had the energy to hunt down my old comic notebook. Welcome back Tiny To Bean I missed you 🥲

[splishfish]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The room was dark, the faint blue of Tomura’s monitor in the background being the only thing to light up the room. Its blue light casted an ethereal shine over your head, lighting up your hair and parts of your face with its blue hue.

Your right hand laid gently on his thigh, gently rubbing small circles with your thumb against his pale skin while your left hand slowly stroked his cock. Your lips were wrapped around the tip, sucking slowly and softly as you bobbed your head up and down on his shaft.

Tomura was sitting back on his bed, his eyes lidded as he gently ran a hand through your hair. He could see your lashes flutter with each bob of your head, your lips suctioning against his leaky cockhead and softly sucking up whatever spurt of pre-cum he released.

Soft pants escaped him as your head moved at a leisure pace, the hand gently running through your hair never once pressured you into going faster. Deeper.

No. No, how could he? How could he ruin such an intimate moment between the two of you, for his own selfish desires? He wondered when he had become so…caring over you. When did he begin to care about your pleasure as well? He doesn’t remember.

But it doesn’t bother him. It doesn’t bother him because now your pleasure is his. And if you find pleasure in slowly pleasing him like this, taking him in your mouth because you wanted to, then who is he to deny you?

And when you pull away from his cock, strings of saliva connecting your lips to him, he doesn’t dare close his eyes. Not when you gently pull back the hood of his foreskin, and not when you slowly stroke him until he spews a few needy spurts of cum.

Because when you let out a soft moan of satisfaction, your eyes closing as you look up at him with the most intense gaze full of affection, he can’t help but smile.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: it’s 1am i’m too lazy to fix this if there’s any mistakes…i just wanted to write tomura foreskin lowkey

[https-midoriya]

Fantasies / (t.shigaraki x GN! Reader) (Drabble)

☆ porn no plot

☆ cw / tw : Male masturbation. Thats it. Tomura jacks it.

Tomura really can’t help himself, he’s tried, god he’s tried to stop himself but he’s going fucking feral at this point.

It was totally your fault. Yea. Yea that’s right, you stood too close to him today, he got a whiff of your perfume and now here he was, furiously rutting his hand against his cock like a horny teenager. But fuck he really can’t help it. You smelt so good and shit your hair looked so nice, and your outfit…

“Oh Tomura.” Your voice would be sweet and soft as you’d coo at him. Tomura could see it now, clear as day, you’d grin at him with those pretty eyes and lick down his chest.

Tomura could feel his cock twitch in his hands and he shuddered, chewing on his lips. Fuck, the thought of you was driving him insane, he was going insane. 

“Ah ah… focus on me…” you would dip your head down and kiss the tip of his cock lovingly, licking on his tip. Tomura would jolt, the mere sensation of your tongue on his sensitive cockhead would make his head spin.

And then you’d lean down and take him fully into your mouth and-

Tomura shuddered, cock twitching as he came, his cum dripping off his chest as a slew of curses spilled from his chapped lips.

Shit.

He still couldn’t hold out long enough to finish his fantasy…

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MORE TOMU SMAUS PLEASEEEE 😼

temporary housing | t. shigaraki

you let him crash for a week. it's been three months and you're starting to miss him when he's not on the couch.

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DANGANRONPA V3!!! (Second half of the cast xD) In my style!

I have the other half already posted here in Tumblr! As well Instagram and Newgrounds nyehehe

[what-the-stories-have-foretold]

To Hold an Angel

A little drabble for the bestest and cutest and prettiest and kindest birthday boy in the whole world 🥺💕

You swear you could count his lashes, fluttering against his flushed cheeks. Gently, your fingers carded through his heavy locks, drawing sighs of content from him. Soft puffs left his lips, pink and parted and glossy from when you had kissed him and left traces of your lipgloss on them. He looked so pretty like this. 

You pouted as you watched him, a thumb brushing over his cheek. However, the moment you did, a whine escaped him and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“Hm?” you asked him when he glared at you with lidded eyes. His stare only intensified.

“What?” you laughed. With a groan, he sat up and - not without cupping your cheek and pressing a soft kiss to your lips - grabbed your hand to place it back into his hair.

You snorted at the petulant look he gave you.

“Really, Tenko?”

“You're-” your kiss interrupted him “- not-” another kiss “-supposed to-” kiss “stop.”

You giggled when he looked at you, cheeks flushed a deep red and his lips starting to bruise. 

“Don't do that,” he murmured, but he leaned back into you regardless, mouth parted and a sweet groan leaving him already at the mere thought of kissing you more.

[997]

cat update

[frickingnerd]

yandere shigaraki with a darling who loves his yandere side

pairing: tomura shigaraki / tenko shimura x gn!reader

tags: yandere boyfriend, darling who loves shiggy's obsessive behaviour, established romantic relationship

shigaraki isn't a subtle yandere. even if he makes an attempt to hide his yandere side from you, you're bound to find out about it sooner or later!

however, shigaraki hadn't expected you to like how obsessive he is over you! but perhaps that just shows that you truly are perfect for his! the only person who ever truly accepts him for what he is and loves even the sides of him he never thought were lovable…

before shigaraki knew that you liked his yandere side, he always tried to tone down his behaviour. never be too possessive, too clingy or too demanding

but now? now that he knows you love that side of him? oh, he's letting it all out! his obsessive and clingy behaviour gets dialed up to 100% and he truly allows himself to be as much of a freak as he wants to be!

and everytime you smile or blush at his obsessive behaviour, shigaraki's heart flutters! you truly are perfect for him, loving this extreme side of him! he's falling in love with you more and more each day…

[ghostcore3]

tomura shigaraki finishes his food like a damn gremlin and then the moment you come to eat yours, he suddenly remembers he’s starving and shoves himself in, eating like he didn’t just devour an entire meal ten minutes ago. he doesn’t even want your food, he just wants to make it inconvenient for you, bite into it while staring dead in your face like

“what the fuck are you gonna do about it?”

it’s not hunger, it’s dominance. kurogiri’s in the back sighing like a tired single mother, scolding him for being a dick again, but tomura doesn’t give a shit. he chews slow just to piss you off.

[tomurawr44]

hcs about bathing with tomu 🛀🫧

A/N: i think this is a funimate sketch...

Warnings: nsfw

He didn't get in the shower and stayed stinky forever end of story.

(Bad ending)

trying to convince Tomura to take a bath with you especially when he gets that gamer groove on his chair is like trying to get a fish to walk, it's impossible.

taking a shower is a different one though, you'll have to lure him in with the premise of shower sex, yes you will have to jack him off.

he does like the feeling of showering, it helps calm his itches and sometimes it soothes the burning sting from when he claws at his neck.

but bathing? he doesn't really like it, not in the dingy and small bathtub, but if he feels really stressed out, i.e he vommits, he will want to have Kurogiri run a bath for him.

he won't tell Kurogiri that he wants it though, he will just stare blankly and sadly at him while he tries to guess what Tomura wants.

he'll point and ask to several things before the dots in his head click, throughout the years he can tell now by just the way Tomura slouches.

back to you and Tomura though...he would like bathing more if they had a bigger tub, but right now he's okay having you in his lap while you two stew in human soap soup.

he loves it when you wash his hair, he is kind of a freak and will sometimes let out a moan that didn't need to be that loud just to entice you.

and since the bubbles cover up the water, he will touch you. carefully though.

he loves grabbing your body when your wet, he loves seeing the shine, and it just makes him happy that you're..close to him.

If you have big boobs, he will play with them, not even sexually, and he was so surprised when they didn't float.

"Hey what the hell? are your tits like...defective or something?"

Imagine yourself as Kurogiri hearing your son young master discussing with his s/o on why he's confused huge titties do infact not float.

Kurogiri has unfortunately heard the weird shower discussions you two have.

anyway, there have been some occasions where Tomura falls asleep in the bathtub with you, and when he wakes up he has a pout on his face that he doesn't know he's doing and it's so cute.

when he's drunk or tipsy thats when you can convince him to shower, under the guise of sobering up.

he has asked you to cockwarm him while he sits and stews after a long day of being a loser.

your loser is now clean, good for you, and him.

(Good ending)

[hotpotatopotat]

"We Will Be Heroes!" [Shigaraki Vestige AU] Izuku is heartbroken about not saving Tomura, but he gets a good 'older brother' style talk from the newest vestige of One for All.

[mymhameme]

I forgot to post this after i finished those furby ones...

[splishfish]

"Just The Tip..."

Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB Reader

❣ Summary: Drinking with the league leads to drunk fucking your boss?!

❣ Tags: Piv, Dub-con(?), unprotected sex, creampie, Doggy style, Drunk sex, idk what else

❣ WC: 1.3k

Tomura doesn’t quite remember how he got in this position, straddling your waist while your glossy pussy stares up at him. He thinks maybe he’s dreaming, but when your manicured hands reach back to spread your ass, exposing more of your syrupy cunt and winking hole, he’d rather think this is real.

His vision is blurry and spinning, alcohol running through his veins and he barely notices the way his hand is messily fisting his cock above your sugary pussy, droplets of precum meeting your own slick.

It’s hot, he notices. Sweat coats his forehead, small beads running down his neck and his forehead. Or maybe it’s just the alcohol. Ah. Alcohol. That’s right, he remembers now.

It was a normal night with the rest of the league, Compress, Dabi, you, and him drinking while making idle chatter. He remembers Toga and Twice in the background, playing games? He doesn’t remember. No. But he does remember the way you looked at him, the way your eyes glazed over when you asked Kurogiri for another drink too many, and how your lashes kissed your cheeks whenever they fluttered.

He remembers the hushed conversation you two were having, sitting a stool or two away from Dabi and Compress for privacy. Was it you who started the conversation? Yes, it had to have been. How else would he end up like this?

Your cheeks were flushed when you spoke, a mask of bashfulness decorated your face when you told him about your recent sex life, how little time you had to get laid, and how frustrated you had been lately. He silently nodded along, taking sips of his drink, each one longer than before, hoping the alcohol would eventually burn out the boner he had been forming.

He didn’t mean to get as drunk as he did. It was an accident. One too many drinks in an attempt to save himself from embarrassment, only to drunkenly blurt out he had never been laid before, cutting off your bitching and whining about how long it’s been since you got dicked down.

He saw it then, the way your eyes glossed over with satisfaction, eyeing him like a predator about to jump its prey. Though, he figured that wasn’t too far off from what really happened.

It became more blurry from there, memories that now feel like dreams swirling and tangling themselves together, making the past 10, no, 20 minutes a blur.

But it doesn’t matter. Or maybe it does, but he doesn’t care now. No, all he cares about now is the way your drunken body trembled with anticipation, your cunny clenching around nothing.

He could barely hear your slurred words, a line of drool falling from your lips as you pulled away from the pillow you laid on. Something about ‘just the tip’…

But as he pulled back the foreskin of his leaking tip, revealing the sensitive heart shaped head of his cock, he wondered if that would even be possible.

He felt so heavy, his arms shaking as he positioned himself on top of you, slowly nudging his tip between your honeyed lips and damn near collapsing at just the mere warmth of your cunny. He barely holds himself up, desperately rutting against your fluttering hole in an attempt to slip inside, but despite your excess of arousal, he just couldn’t get in.

It wasn’t until you lazily reached back and guided his cock into your welcoming cunt that he finally nudged his way in. A gasp left the both of you when he breached the little resistance of your pussy, and he could’ve swore he heard the sickenly sweet pop of your saccharine pussy swallowing him whole.

He let out a pathetic groan, high pitched and desperate as his eyes rolled back. Is this what pussy felt like? So warm and wet? So eager? So hot? No. No no no, this has to be heaven. There can’t be anything more blissful than the sloshing sounds your pussy makes when he just barely ruts his hips, slipping his cock just the tiniest bit deeper.

But as your hand reaches back and pushes against his pelvis, he remembers your words, ‘just the tip’. He scowls but obeys anyways, gently sliding the tip of his cock in and out of your fluttering hole. Shudders ran through his body, and even though he was barely inside, he already felt close to cumming.

With each click of your creamy pussy sucking and slurping on his cock, he felt his body grow weak. He can’t breathe, he couldn’t stand this stupid rule you set. Weren’t you complaining about how long it’d been since you’d gotten laid? So why? Why why why won’t you let him just fuck you?

Ah, but his alcohol-addled brain was too weak to think of a good excuse for you. Maybe there was no excuse. Maybe you were just waiting for him to just take you.

And who is he to deny you?

Without warning he pulled out, waiting for you to turn your head back with a confused expression, eyes glossy and needy before he rammed himself back inside, his unruly pubes meeting the swell of your ass.

A screech escaped your lips before he shoved your head back down into the pillow, collapsing on top of you when his body couldn’t keep up with the pleasure of your sopping cunny.

He held himself inside you for a few seconds, hands groping your plush skin as he tried to ground himself, trying to stop himself from cumming. Oh, he wasn’t expecting your pussy to grip him so tightly, a loud whine escaping your lips as you pathetically tried to fuck yourself on his still cock.

It took a muffled moan of his name for him to finally snap out of his trance, his hips reeling back before slamming into your pussy, over and over and over again, filling the room with the noise and smell of your sex.

He didn’t want to stop. No, he couldn’t stop. His hips had a mind of their own as he rammed into you, teeth clenching as his eyes found where your bodies meet. A coat of your cream lined his cock, strings of your pearly slick tangling into his baby blue pubes, looking like a sinful web of spider silk.

Ah. He didn’t want this to end. He wanted to keep himself inside you for the rest of his life, he never wanted to leave the warm embrace of your sloppy pussy. He could feel every clench of your bumpy insides, he could hear every pap pap pap! of his cock hitting the sweet nook of your cervix.

But his lack of stamina and experience was his inevitable downfall, his cock twitched and throbbed so so painfully as he tried to hold in his release, but as a shrill moan escaped your spit covered lips, he couldn’t stop the wave of ecstasy that flowed through him.

Spurt after spurt of cum filled your aching pussy, his balls tightened and resting against the fat of your clit, twitching with each release of his slimy spunk. A raspy moan escaped him, small pathetic ruts of his hips pushed his sperm deeper inside you shoving his cock past another barrier he didn’t even know you had, and right into the little opening to the inside your womb.

He trembled on top of you, eyes glazed over with euphoria as he slowly let his cock soften inside you, wanting to draw out the blissful feeling of your body.

It wasn’t until you weakly slapped at his side that he pulled out, a small trickle of his cum following his cock and painting your now puffy labia. He rolled off you, letting you slowly shuffle onto your back.

If he had any more strength, or maybe if he was sober, he might’ve popped another hard-on just from the sight of your face alone. Lips raw and red, glossed over in saliva, and eyes rolled back and hazy from the way he fucked you dumb.

It wasn’t until he heard your hoarse voice speak that he finally snapped out of his head.

“I…didn’t cum yet…”

…oops.

A/N: woooo! Back to my roots! I miss tomura omg i love him so much

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