#Fuckhands McMike makes a comeback

[kinkyacademia]

Mod Pasta!! I'm so glad your ask is open, I love your villian writings 💕 Could you do a scenario (or headcannons if you'd like), how a person w/ a crush on Shigaraki gets him to date her (and maybe a lil bit of their first time too? *wink wonk*)

This, well, this is going to be fun. Starting with headcanons always seems to be the best way to slip me into scenarios. THANK YOU SO MUCH THOUGH-

-Mod Pastatata🍜🍝

🤞Shimura Tenko, commonly known as Shigaraki Tomura, is the king of being oblivious. All for One knows this all too well, and laments for your situation; he knows it all too well. He first introduced you to Tomura because he thought the boy needed some company, and you were a business partner’s rambunctious, open daughter with a powerful quirk that his son apprentice could exploit later.

🤚What neither All for One, your villainous mother, or Shigaraki know is that you fell desperately in love with the hand fetish man. You knew how to handle most guys who have a crush on you, and sure you’ve had a few crushes on the occasional person. They’ve never been so hopelessly oblivious though!

🖐You’ve hugged him with your breasts pressed to him; he just carefully hugged you back. You’ve kissed his cheek, you’ve “accidentally” sat on his lap, you’ve even held his pinky to pull him to a store. He just ignored every single sign of your affection, content with being friends and seemingly nothing more.

✋So, you had to step it up and bring the big guns. You set aside your dignity and agreed to your mother’s tries to buy you fashionable clothing; but, there was a twist she didn’t know when handing you her card: The clothing was ever so revealing, like crop tops, short shorts, ripped leggings and off the shoulder sweaters that seemed just a touch too low. You threw some keyholes in, a few dazzling shoes, and your personal favourite: a light blue crop top that only had one long sleeve, not even a short sleeve on the other side; it was sexy, and you loved it. Once you bought the clothing, you headed back and got ready to go over to the League once more.Not after your mom pestered you to see the clothes though.

🤚 When you slipped into the room, a devious smile alit your lips; he’s never even seen your stomach before, much less your clean-shaven legs and your entire arm and shoulder. Kurogiri stared for a few seconds behind the counter before slowly looking away.

“That’s new, but I should have expected it,” He claimed thoughtfully, then complimented you. You giggled bashfully, then heard a struggled sound of breathing when you turned to see Tomura in the doorway. Your childish crush looked like he had got up he likely had, and his cheeks were a deep purple.

“Oh, hey Tomura,” You waved casually, trying to act normal. Your heart was racing; not because of how exposed you felt, but because Tomura did seem to notice you; all of you. You actually liked the clothing; it wasn’t too bad, and it made you feel very flirtatious. He was now covering his mouth in surprise.

“Should I leave you two-? Yes, Shigaraki Tomura,” Kurogiri quickly left when Tomura gave him a short nod. He approached you, undressing you with his dangerous eyes. This man was a killer, after all, and it looked like you just poked his sleeping bear.

“(F/N),” His voice was lower than usual. You nodded, laughing breathily.

“Yeah, Tomura-?”

“This isn’t you. Take it off,” he demanded, and you felt your heart sink. Frowning, you knew that he wasn’t noticing you; he was just being a good friend and telling you to be more like you used to be. You sighed, nodding and getting up.

“Sorry, I’ll go change,” You tried to scoot past him, but he remained in front of you. Your eyebrows furrowed as you pushed lightly on his chest, realizing how much taller he was standing right now than his usual slumped self, “Tomura, move.”

“Take. It. Off.” He emphasized each word, causing your eyes to widen, “Right now, or I’ll disintegrate it myself,” You yelped, quickly taking the top off and blushing deeply in absolute embarrassment. You hadn’t expected things to move this quickly!!

“What if someone walks in?” You squealed as he continued to glare down at you, causing you to have to remove your shorts and underwear, then your heels, leaving you in absolutely nothing with a cold draft between your legs.

“Get under my hood. We’re going to my room,” He simply stated, his cheeks still tinted purple. You hesitantly lifted his hoodie to see a white shirt under it, and he waited a few seconds before starting to lose his patience, “Now, (F/N).” You quickly slithered under, and you felt his soft blue hair on your face as you realized how much bigger in general he was compared to you. You went to cover your lower region, but felt one of his hands (minus pinkie) cover you. All blood rushed to your head at the contact, causing you to yelp.

The waddle back to his room was awkward, but the conversation and activities afterwards were so worth it.