Those Wrong Person Text Were Really Funny And Wholesome, If You Don't Mind Could You Do The Same Or Similar

Mommy's Boy: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader~Mommy Kink~☆•°♡☆°●♡

As always, Minors do NOT interact!

I remember saying how I thought writing Shigaraki fucking you in front of Dabi was out of pocket, but I've pretty much thrown all humility out the window at this point. Upsidaisy.

Updated: Nov 26th, 2023

Traits about the reader: Medium to big boobs, curvy, thick thighs, implied to be either shigaraki's age (20 in this) or older, implied to be on birth control, bad at playing video games

Notes: NSFW/smut, mommy kink, sub/switch Shigaraki, fem reader, shy and moody Shigaraki???????, Shigaraki loves boobs, awkward reader and Shigaraki interactions, spanking (reader receiving), tit sucking, vulgar language, mutual masturbation, slight degrading, a sprinkle of praise, hair pulling (Tomura receiving), no condom, reader and Shigaraki play GTA 5 in the beginning, kinda cringe tbh, season 4 era Shigaraki

I know each of my fics always end right after sex I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to get better at some plot after sex because I feel like it's so cliché.

"You suck!"

Unfortunately for you and Shigaraki, there was only one controller for the PlayStation. He had wanted a gaming date but there wasn't much you two could do together, so you had compromised by taking turns on GTA (story mode by your request).

Tomura watched as you continued to knock into every car in your line of view. You'd back out of a car you had hit only to knock into another. When you finally made it to a mission that required shooting, you were doing halfway ok, but only because of the auto-aim mechanics to be completely honest. However, the cops just showed up, and now it was you (Trevor), Franklin, and Lamar against a shit load of police. Shigaraki hoped and prayed you'd start catching on, but you just kept on dying.

"GTA 5 is easy! How are you fucking up this bad?" Shigaraki ponders in a near-genuine tone.

"It's been a while! I haven't played for maybe over 6 months."

"It's not even hard whatsoever, I don't get this. Give me a turn."

"You played like 4 minutes ago."

"Yes, but you're bad at this and it's making my head hurt. Give me that stupid controller," Tomura, without your input, snatches the controller out of your hand and plows through the mission for you with ease. You slouch on his shoulder and mope, your feelings hurt by your own pathetic gaming abilities.

"Maybe we should do something that we could both do. Why do I want to just sit here and watch you play GTA all night?" You whine. Shiggy responds with an annoyed groan.

"Take it then! It's not my fault you're shit at this. Maybe try a strangers and freaks mission," Shigaraki drops the controller on your lap. You breathe in and set your waypoint to Vinewood Boulevard. Tomura observes you drive so cautiously that it's almost worse to watch you drive so slow than to smash into cars.

Tomura sighs in agitation and slumps his chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your soft tummy and burying his face in the crook of your neck. He hugs you tight as he watches you fuck up your game and turns his attention away from your awful playthrough to something that he'd consider you to take more pride in.

Tomura glances at the v-neck of your black shirt that looked like his, only short-sleeved. He allows himself to look at your tits while you're distracted. He's had some pretty good self-restraint today, he'd say, as the push-up you were wearing was driving him fucking crazy. They looked so hot and the complexion of your skin gave them a lovely glow. He felt like a pathetic little bitchboy, wanting nothing more than to touch them and bury his face in your tits. It was a good thing you were so distracted by GTA because he was scoping the terrain out to plot his next move.

He felt embarrassed. The two of you have had sex many times, but he still felt annoying to want to appreciate your tits. Would he seem like a little bitch with mommy issues or something? Oh well, you were his girlfriend, right? If you didn't like it then you'd need to find a better toy to play with, though the thought fueled his blood because Shigaraki hadn't ever found anyone that took interest in him like you did.

There was no helping it. He was already growing a boner and you were already feeling it press against your ass as you sat in his lap.

"Tomura?"

He felt a shock surge through him, knowing full well why you were calling his name. So he didn't answer.

"Tomura, are you okay?" You giggle teasingly.

Don't do this to him, he thought. This was supposed to be a simple gaming night. But who was he kidding? 9 times out of 10 your dates ended in kind of sex.

"What gives you the impression that I'm not?" He says in an embarrassed tone. Was he feeling flustered? Cutie.

"Because something's poking me."

"Haha."

You laugh, a little surprised that he's not trying to come back with some cocky monologue like he always does. You turn around to face him to see the cutest scowl on his face. He's clearly frustrated and the boner in his pants only makes it cuter. You take it upon yourself to straddle his lap, resting on his thin frame with your thick thighs. The outline of your crotch presses against his bulge and he grunts in response.

"What's wrong, Tomura?" You coo at him and begin stroking his hair tenderly. You're going to kill him, he swears. His gaze stays stuck on the TV screen as your player stands outside of the Los Santos hospital, but you turn his face to look at you instead. "Why are you being so moody?"

"Your tits have been distracting me all day," he pouts with a flustered face, his eyes now making their way toward your cleavage.

The immediate cackle you respond with almost softens Shiggy's cock all the way, feeling insulted.

"I'm serious," he says with a grumpy voice.

"Really? Is that all, baby?" You smirk with a nurturing voice.

"Pretty much."

Taking Tomura's neck, you kiss his nape gently. He cups your hips with his hands, leaving some fingers up so as to not harm the only person who has both shown him love as well as not piss him off to no end (well, for the most part). You begin grinding on his cock which creates heavy, frustrated sighs from him.

You continue to play with Tomura's hair, messaging his scalp in between your fingers. He tilts his head backwards with a drawn-out whine as if he hasn't been touched in his whole life. That notion wasn't entirely false, before you Tomura hadn't received physical affection like this from anyone and assumed he never would because of his quirk. You were such a lucky catch for him. Maybe it was why he was hesitant to say his needs, he was scared he'd weird you out and that you'd ditch him.

Damn, when did he start caring about how somebody else would feel about his actions?

"What's wrong?" You ask caringly.

"I told you what's wrong."

"Oh, right. What can I do to make it better?"

"Mm.." Shigaraki stares at your chest and back up to you, hoping that you would pick up on his desires without him having to say it. He felt so cringy right now, like a little subby boy begging for access to your tits.

He gives up on trying to be nice when you continue to play dumb. You were doing it on purpose, for sure. A part of you loved seeing Tomura shy and polite like this, as he was usually so abrasive. He tugs on the V of your shirt and whispers in your ear, "are you too numb to get the idea?"

"And what's that?" You banter.

"Bitch. What am I supposed to tell you? That I want to suck on your tits?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Shut up!!"

"It's okay," You laugh. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I know you've got mommy issues."

"What of it? Is that a problem for you?"

"No," you giggle. "Do you need me to spoil you, baby?"

"Ew."

"I'm trying."

Tomura cackles, his broody demeanor. He squeezes your love handles and buries his face in your neck again.

"It's not my fault that you've got the body of a MILF. How am I supposed to react?"

"Wow, what a compliment."

"It is a compliment," Shigaraki snickers as he begins kissing your neck and down your chest. His hands travel from your love handles up to your waist, gripping like his life depended on it. "So, are you going to let me indulge or what?"

You giggle are stroke his long hair as he hums in question, embarrassed by his request, but somehow honored.

"Knock yourself out."

"Mmm, thank you mommy.."

"Oh my god you didn't just say that."

"Just roll with it."

Shigaraki takes a finger and tugs at your V-neck, but is disappointed at your bra. He reaches underneath to unclasp the back and yanks it out from your shirt. His attention focuses back on your tits. Tomura pulls your collar down to reveal one. He wastes no time and begins sucking tenderly. You can feel his cock growing more inside his pants, so you start grinding on the fabric, causing him to grunt while your tit is in his mouth.

Tomura pulls the other breast out from your shirt, taking a moment to gawk at them before going for the other. He teases your other nipple with his fingers. You hadn't realized how sensitive your tits really were as his tongue was flickering against your nipple causing a dripping arousal to seep through your underwear. You whine at the pleasure.

"Is this making you feel good baby?" You ask sultrily to Tomura. He responds with an eager "Mhm" and continues sucking. After what seemed like forever he lifts his head up and pulls your face down to kiss him, his saliva-coated mouth being a lovely adhesive between your lips.

"Your tits are so cute, mommy.."

"When did I consent to this mommy treatment?" You giggle.

"You're literally the one who told me I have mommy issues! Don't make me feel like shit for this."

"I'm not!" you laugh. "I'm just teasing."

You kiss him and continue to tug at his hair, "Does my baby boy need mommy to take good care of him?"

"Yes please.."

"Please, who?"

"Please mommy.."

"Mm.." You lift off of his lap and take your leggings and shirt off, leaving your full figure out for him. He puts up a finger to signal "wait" and reaches over to his bag on the floor and pulls out his special gloves. Fuck what would he do without them? He needs his hand condoms if he's gonna thoroughly make love with you.

"You're so sexy," he says, trailing his fingers to your wet cunt as he begins stroking your clit. You whimper in excitement and begin to pull down his pants. His cute cock slips out, standing proud with pre-cum already leaking out from the tip. As he continues toying with your pussy, you stroke his sensitive cock which creates lovely scratchy moans from his throat.

"God..that's it...," Shigaraki his horny, pulsing cock out on your clit, rubbing circles on it rapidly. You moan out lightly, grinding your clit against his fingers to create more friction. You rub his dick in fast as he submissively cries out in pleasure. Your clit twitches in familiar waves of pleasure once he begins sucking on your tit again.

"Is mommy gonna cum?" Tomura teases, releasing his mouth from your breast to only go to the other.

"Mhm!"

The look on his face when you began falling onto him as you came was unlike him. Tomura snickers in pride, pulling you in for a kiss while you kept stroking his cock.

"I think you deserve some privileges," you coo at him, and you sit on his lap yet again.

"I do? Have I been a good boy?"

"Mhm. Very good boy."

You circle your groin around Tomura's leaking cock as he whines out in pleading.

"Please, mommy..."

"Please mommy what?"

"Fuck me. Fuck me mommy, pleaaaase...."

With a pleasant hum in your throat, you reach down to rub Tomura's cock, then inserting it inside of your dripping cunt. Tomura groans loudly at your gooey, wet walls and attempts to push his cock deeper into you, begging for you to fuck him. To his satisfaction, to begin to bounce on his cock in rhythm, and Tomura swears you're going to drive him insane.

"Mm..does my baby boy like this? Does he feel good?"

"Fuck, yes...," Shigaraki moans. He watches intently as your tits bounce while you fuck him. He smacks your ass in frustration, shocking you.

"I guess I'm a bad boy, then. Are you gonna punish me?" He chuckles maniacally.

"Tomura, that wasn't very nice of you," you squeal, pulling at his hair in response.

Without speaking you begin bouncing on him in a quicker pace than before. Shigaraki holds around your waist tight as he thrusts, trying to savor every inch of your pussy. You were so fucking tight, but so wet too. Your cunt always made him leak, but tonight it was driving him mad.

"..fuck me...fuck me harder, mommy!"

"MmmMM! Fuck! God, mommy, you're gonna milk me.."

You oblige, hopping on him while you clench your walls, purposely trying to milk him.

"That's it, baby. Cum for me. Cum inside of mommy's pussy."

You definitely didn't have to tell him twice. Tomura sufficates himself into your neck as he holds you tight, fucking you until he finally cums deep. His orgasm is intense and long, as he continues to pump you full of cum for many seconds.

Panting and sweating, Shigaraki kisses you once more before you lift your pussy off of his cock, cum oozing out onto his lap. He snuggles in your arms and you stroke his hair. He whines from his cock that's still throbbing after his orgasm.

"Did that feel good, baby?" You ask with a nurturing tone, kissing his scrunkly forehead.

"Uh-huh...I don't know if I've ever came that hard."

"Mommy told you she'd take good care of you."

"Okay stop it. That shit is over and done with," he laughs and flicks your forehead. You rest your head down on his chest while he holds you tight, breathing heavily as he pets your skin.

"I love you," Tomura says and kisses your head as he yawns, sleepy from his orgasm.

"I love you too, Tomura."

"Next time Daddy's gonna have to do something special for you."

dabi's talking about you to shigaraki while you're still in the room but he's paying no attention to you, treating you like you're not even there. you would typically call him out on his behaviour but right now he's telling shigaraki how much you're a good girl for him in bed and you freeze up and get flustered and it's hard not to when he's telling your boss how well you follow orders. "come here doll," he calls barely looking at you. you're confused and nervous but you start walking over to him. shigaraki smirks at the display. "kneel." your supple thighs expand as you immediately drop to you knees, realising that dabi is showing off and if you misbehave it could go very badly, you're in a room alone with two of the most dangerous people on the planet, granted dabi is your boyfriend but that's never stopped him getting angry at you.

dabi just pets your head laughing before turning back to shigaraki and carrying over the conversation. "i didn't have to train her or nothing, it's kind of pathetic really as soon she joined the league she did everything i asked trying to get my attention." you look up at him slightly frowning, he just pushes your head back down. "sometimes she'd look up at me with these doe eyes trying to be all innocent like, asking if i needed help on something. after awhile i gave in and fucked her like the whore she is. she's desperate, always trying to please, it really is pitiful."

"can i see?" you hear shigaraki rasp but you don't realise what he's talking about until you see him gesturing towards your soft body.

"what's in it for me?" dabi casually replies, you can't help but tense up, you don't know what shigaraki wants with you but he's never been one to sit and watch when he wants something, he takes. and right now with the way he's looking you've never been more scared of him before.

"whatever you want."

"okay."

your heart drops.

The same picture

A comfort technique I suppose.

Happy Birthday Keigo Takami 🪶🦅 - December 28th || My Hero Academia

some kind of au....

They're always together

hawks x pregnant reader?... either his kid or someone else's doesn't matter, as long as he's loving sweet and spoiling tf out the baby ❤️ he would be soooo good w postpartum care. im sure he's helped deliver kids in emergency situations - 🌕

thank you for the request! this is adorable <33 sorry this took a while </3 schools been kicking my ass

but anyways

this man is literally meant to be a father

when you told him you were pregnant, his reaction was: “we’re having a baby?” (shocked) -> “we’re having a baby?” (terrified) -> “we’re having a baby?!” (over the moon ecstatic)

your pregnancy wasn’t planned, so admittedly he was very nervous. he always expected to have kids when he had taken a load off of his hero work, and as soon as you asked if you two should reconsider, he immediately stopped you

“no, no, no. i’m.. i’m ready. as long as you are.”

of course he wifed you up IMMEDIATELY

he can’t have you walking around with his baby without a ring on your finger!

for a short period of time, it was extremely stressful and hectic. you wanted to get your wedding done early on in your pregnancy so you could still fit into your dream dress, and keigo was balancing trying to work a lot to try and make the city the most secure he could for when the baby arrived while also wanting to be home with you, but you two found a way to do it. you postponed your honeymoon until a few months after the baby was born (hey, you’d need it then anyways), so the beginning of your marriage was filled with baby-proofing your now shared apartment and setting up a nursery

everyday when he’d wake you up, he’d kiss you on the forehead, then on your growing bump

this man would come home EVERYDAY with baby stuff, “i saw it in a store while on patrol, wouldn’t this be perfect?”

plus, he’d find the exact vitamins you should take and got them for you, wanting you and the baby to be as healthy as possible

he’d insist you don’t lift a single finger, especially since you went through a lot of stress early on with rapidly planning your wedding, but you convinced him to let you be able to help with the baby’s room

whenever you two are alone together, his hand is like, CONSTANTLY on your stomach

he cried when he felt the baby kick

you guys would celebrate every trimester with a little cake with candles on it

you often got late night cravings, and you always told him not to worry about it, but he insisted because he just so happened to be craving the same thing, so it really wasn’t a problem

rubs your back and holds your hair during morning sickness, and is so patient with you with mood swings

when you really started to show and you couldn’t fit into your old clothes, you broke down crying about how you felt so bad about yourself, and he was genuinely so confused because you had never looked more beautiful to him

nevertheless, he took you out shopping the next day for maternity clothes

he’d love buying onesies and bringing them home to “show off” to the baby, aka holding the onesie up to your stomach

“just remember that daddy picked this one out for you, not mommy, so this one has to be your favorite, okay?”

“you are gonna be the best dressed baby in town”

he’d also have the room filled with toys

“oh, i just saw it in a store window and thought it’d be perfect”

you actually had to stop him bc you were quickly running out of room

he’d have your hospital bag packed and ready by the door a month and a half before you were due

so when your water broke, this man was READY

he was right next to you the whole time, encouraging you and letting you squeeze his hand as hard as you needed

so when the baby was finally born, you handed them to him, and he was so, so scared

it all suddenly felt so real

and the baby looked like a perfect combination of the two of you. but they had your eyes. your perfect, loving eyes

he tried to bite back the tears as he gently brushed his finger along the baby’s face

“hey there.. i’m your daddy.. nice to finally meet you, you’ve been giving your mommy lotsa problems these past few months, kiddo.”

he’d kiss their head, still trying to hold back tears. he promised himself that he would be the best goddamn father he could be. better than his deadbeat dad ever could be. your baby would never doubt that they were loved, they’d never wonder where there next meal would come from, and they sure as hell would never be scared of him

postpartum was a bit hard for you, but keigo was there every step of the way. he was a boat in a dark sea, and you knew that you weren’t going through it alone. he got as much time off of work as he could to try and be there for you and the baby, but he still never felt like it was enough

he’d always make sure you knew you were absolutely adored no matter what your brain was telling you, and made sure to take as many of the responsibilities off of you as possible on particularly hard days

not once did you get up at night to feed them or change their diaper. he would always immediately turn the baby monitor off, creeping quietly down the hallway to their room, and would stay with them as long as it took for them to get back to sleep. he was used to having a fucked up sleep schedule, so this was no problem for him

he takes pictures constantly

everyone at work is constantly getting updates on the baby, and you guys started taking monthly family photos, which he rotates out on his desk

you guys know how (unfortunately) a lot of women have to beg their husbands to take care of the baby so they can go shower?

well that’s not you

as soon he gets home, he scoops the baby up, telling you that it’s your time now

“i’ve been gone all day! it’s my turn with the baby, go on, i already started the bath for you” and the bathroom has lit candles, a bath bomb in the warm tub, and one of those little bathtub desk things for a drink and an ipad (yall pls know what i’m talking about 😭)

it’s a constant competition for the baby saying “mama” or “dada” first

one day, the baby just would not. stop. crying. no matter what you guys did, it seems that they would never cease. overstimulated and running out of ideas, keigo strapped a baby wrap to his chest and stuck them in it

“keigo, what are you doing?”

“we’re goin’ for a ride. it always helps me calm down”

“wh- you can’t take the baby flying!”

“they’re my kid, they’ll be fine!”

“oh my god- okay, don’t go too fast, or i swear to god-“

“relax, baby, i got this” he flashed his charming smile at you, and you only sighed

“be back in one piece, okay?”

despite being known as the man who’s too fast for his own good, keigo enjoyed a calm, slow flight. as soon as he hit the air, the baby seemed to immediately stop crying; and as the baby looked up at him with those big, round eyes, keigo realized just how lucky he was to be able to fall in love with those eyes twice in his life

“there ya go kiddo, i knew you just needed some air. just like your dad, hm?”

and he had never felt more proud

A Sheep In Wolf’s Clothing

Shigaraki x Reader x Dabi

Summary: idk what this is, I just wanted write some more vile shit with these characters. This is also a college au

Word Count: 732

Warnings: Kinda smuttish I guess, they talk about it at least. Mentions of drugging and noncon stuff

Minors DNI

You were pathetic, trying to fit in with those girls the way you did.

The only thing you ever offered that group of mean girls were your nods and chirps of agreement, even when they treated you as their punching bag the only thing you could do was choke out a laugh. 

He bet you cried yourself to sleep.

The ice cream shop you sat in with your girl’s after class was cute, a nice little facade for the beasts you hung around as you all ate your ice cream cones covered in rainbow sprinkles within the bright neon and baby pink shop.

He hadn’t meant to follow you here after class but today you looked particularly down. Like a little kicked puppy, the image in his head was sold even more at the little licks you gave your vanilla ice cream in hand with those sad, pathetic eyes of yours.

He sucked in a breath, the image of your cute little pink tongue darting out to kitten lick the pre-cum off the fat tip of his cockhead all too vivid.

He shifted in his seat, cock already half hard.

The bell on the door rang above. Shigaraki hadn’t bothered to look, still distracted by that little pink tongue.

”You’re excited.”

Dabi.

Shigaraki huffed, slipping his hand down between his legs and readjusting himself as Dabi sat down beside him.

Dabi followed his line of sight, eyes landing on the obnoxiously loud college girls as they cackled about whatever the fuck they thought was so funny that the entire ice cream shop had to know about it. 

He knew who they were, the entire campus did. Those girls only went to every fucking party on campus, getting drunk and/or high out of their damn minds and wreaking havoc.

Dabi sighed, sinking into his seat with a grin.

”I love bitchy mean girls,” he murmured, eyeing one of the girls up, “They’re never that tough when they’re sobbing on your cock— not that you’d know anything about that,” he punctuated with a laugh.

Shigaraki said nothing, jaw tensing in response.

”Which one’s got you all chubbed up?” 

He sneered, “I thought you were hanging out with that asshole today.”

”Hawks is fucking his lab partner right now. Fucking bitch isn’t into spit roasting,” he shrugged, “Figured I’d see whatever shit you were getting up to instead.”

”Vanilla ice cream, rainbow sprinkles.”

Dabi’s eyes landed on you almost immediately, grin stretching wider on his pierced lips.

”Ah— the weak link. Not bad.” He nodded, “Guess you heard what happened last night?”

Shigaraki’s eyes widened a fraction, snapping his head towards Dabi.

”What happened?”

He quirked a brow, “Oh?” He said with a chuckle, “You didn’t see the videos? Little cock tease over there was slipped something last night at some party and started fingering herself in the middle of the fucking thing. There’s all these video’s going around.”

”Do you have any?”

“Someone‘s gotta crush~” he lilted, pulling his phone out, quickly opening his messages with Hawks then downloading and sending the video’s he had sent him last night.

Shigaraki was pulling his phone out before he even received the video’s, opening his messaging app and tapping on them as soon as they went through.

His breath hitched. You were on a couch, hand shoved under your skirt with your eyes all hazy and lidded, surrounded by ooing and aaing partygoers.

Your friends all stood around laughing in hysterics, doubled over, barely able to breathe as more people took their phones out.

His eyes snapped back to you.

Your sad puppy eyes made so much more sense now.

Shigaraki found himself swallowing his pride as the next words left his lips.

”You know how to talk to girls, right?”

”I know how to get them into bed,” he replied smugly.

”Then…” he trailed off, not knowing the right words, “Do you think—“

”Sure. But I want in,” he nodded.

”…You think she’d be into spit roasting?”

Dabi’s grin widened as he eyed you up now. You looked so sad and anxious as you sat with the friends that hadn’t protected you last night.

You were a little lamb, all alone, surrounded by wolves… being hunted by wolves.

”She doesn’t have to be.” He felt his cock throb, watching that little pink tongue dart out, licking that ice cream cone, “She’ll do it anyway.”

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Requests open

I don’t know if you’ve done this before but I would love some domestic fluff with Touya/Keigo/Tomura, like their morning routine living with the reader (including cute bed head ofc)

Giggling I don’t mind if I dooo this is my favorite type of contentt

Tomura

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Waking up next to Tomura was quite the experience. The leader of a group of infamous villains, one of the most feared men in all of Japan, and yet he was seemingly so fragile curled up in the bed next to you. It was surreal sometimes to think about it, only for those pretty red eyes to flutter open and make you forget your previous thoughts entirely as he yawned and kissed your cheek, muttering a quick “morning, sweetheart” as he sat up and stretched.

One thing about him that you could count on was that he was always out of bed before you. You didn’t get it- you’d think he’d be hard to wake up in the morning, but really he was always quick to rise, even after he’d spent most of the night gaming.

“I’m making breakfast. Want some?” He said groggily from the door, earning a nod from you as you sat up. Of course, he was a terrible cook and always just got cereal for the two of you anyways. You could hear him yawn again in the kitchen as he shuffled around getting bowls and such. He may be quick to get up, but he’s always perpetually sleepy. You walked in sleepily too, making the both of you some coffee. He glanced over at you as he put the milk away, a small smile crossing his lips as he shut the fridge and moved around behind you, placing a few chaste kisses on your shoulder. You smiled, turning around to kiss him back, your fingers carding through his messy hair. He kissed your lips for what felt like forever, pinning you to the counter till you hummed and pulled away.

“Get off and go eat before the cereal gets soggy” you said, glancing behind him. “Who cares, c’mere” he grumbled trying to pull you close again, but instead you kissed the tip of his nose and moved on past him. He pouted but complied once you gave him his cup of coffee, and the two of you spent the rest of your morning in each others peaceful company. Luckily, your cereal wasn’t too soggy, something that Tomura bragged about afterwards when he leaned in for more kisses after breakfast

(a/n - chat are y’all blushing at this as much as me rn)

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Keigo

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Keigo always snores. He might just be the loudest person you’ve ever slept next to. Luckily most nights he practically smothers you in feathers and muffles the noise, but in summary he’s a pretty loud sleeper.

But this man is as quiet as a mouse when he gets up.

You sat up with a yawn, getting up to turn off your alarm. You looked back to nudge Keigo awake, only to notice he wasn’t there, just a few stray feathers scattered across his side of the bed. You pouted slightly, walking out of the room to look around in the kitchen. He wasn’t there either. Surely he wasn’t already gone right?

“Hey sweets!”

You nearly jumped in surprise when you heard his cheery voice from behind you, spinning around to look at him. He laughed, putting his hands on your hips “you scared the crap out of me, Keigo!” You said, crossing your arms. “I know, I’m sorry-please don’t punch me this time” he pleaded with a smile, leaning in to kiss your cheek. He was already dressed, freshened up, and ready to go, and you hadn’t even realized he’d gotten out of bed till you looked over. But there was one thing about him in the mornings that always drove you crazy.

“You forgot to brush your hair again” you said, ruffling his messy hair. He chuckled, drumming his fingers on your sides “what’s the point? It’ll be messy anyways” he replied, giving you another kiss. You sighed, cupping his face in your hands as you kissed him back. “Do you have to leave early?” “I made you breakfast to heat up whenever you want it” “so that’s a yes?”

He sighed, moving his wing to playfully nudge your shoulder as he moved past you “you know I have to” he said quietly, pulling you along with him to the balcony door of your apartment. You merely hummed in response, giving him a hug and kiss before he opened the door, said a quick “I love you” and was gone. The downsides of dating the fastest man alive.

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Touya

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Touya was always so grumpy after the alarm clock went off. He could’ve been awake in bed for hours before then, but as soon as that familiar sound rang and he knew he had to get up, he’d always get up with a frown.

Today was no different, but you’d woken up earlier than usual, with thirty minutes till your alarm went off. You sat up wit a yawn, about to get up early, only for Touya to tug you back down. “No” he said bluntly, wrapping his arms around you. You blinked and rubbed your eyes, groaning as you looked at him “what do you mean?” You asked, watching his totally unamused expression shift to an even less amused one, if that was possible. “We still got time, just go back to sleep, you’re not leavin me here” he replied groggily, his arms locked around you. “Just get up with me then” you replied, only for him to groan in frustration. “No.”

You sighed, watching his perpetually frowny face as a smile grew on yours. “You’re so clingy” you whispered, brushing his hair from his face. His eyes softened, but his pout only grew, as if he was trying to hide that sliver of vulnerability. “Am not” he replied gruffly, “I just don’t like getting up.”

“How long have you been awake?” You asked, your thumb stroking his cheek. He looked at the clock, grumbling. “Like…three” he answered, making you raise your eyebrows. “So you just lay here doing nothing all night? And you expect me to do the same?” “Yes now shut up and close your eyes” he retorted, huffing until you did so. “Thank you” he said in an exasperated tone, grumbling to himself about how annoying you were being. You smiled and shook your head, keeping your eyes shut as he lay across from you, stroking your hair.

The truth is, he didn’t do nothing all night. He lay there watching you for a good portion of the time, stroking your hair or just thinking out loud while you slept. Saying things so sweet that you’d never expect to hear it from him if you were awake. He hated your alarm clock because it always meant his time doing so was over.

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mannnnnn Touya that’s so creepy (marry me)