I Havent Drawn Shiggy In A Long Time, I Dont Even Read Bnh, Anymore But It's My Bd And I Get To Draw

i havent drawn shiggy in a long time, i dont even read bnh, anymore but it's my bd and i get to draw what i want

❝ WOULD YOU STILL DATE ME IF I WAS A WORM? ❞ 📱

pairings | pretty setter squad x reader

synopsis | how they respond to this dealbreaking question <3

note | this is so self indulgent HAHA but i hope you still enjoy!

warning | v mild n.s.f.w. joke

longer hair means more hairstyles :^) 

AFTER DARK THIRST POSTS

WARNINGS : smut, humiliation, squirting, semi-public sex, exhibition, fingering, cum-eating?

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tomura isn't too fond of sharing. so when it comes to eyes wandering over your body that aren't his, he gets a tad bit possessive.

at first, he would take all of his jealous rage out on you. in the privacy of his own bedroom, he would squeeze your throat the best he could with one finger lifted and pound into you.

"you like all the attention you get from the other guys? i bet you get all riled up when you see the way they look at you, huh?" somehow it was your fault and you needed to be punished for it.

as the days went on, tomura was extra observant. with every giggle, flip of your hair, or cross of your legs, he took it to mean that you were being a little more friendly than you should've been. even if it was all in his head.

he'd a call a meeting, something seemingly normal until you realized that toga was missing and you were the only girl there. tomura would begin to rant, telling the men in his presence that you were his and he'd dust any one of them on the spot if they even so much as glance in your direction.

if that wasn't enough, the man would show everyone how much you were committed to him by ordering you to bend over and raise your skirt over your ass to showcase your cunt—well not before making you suck on his fingers until drool dripped down his hand.

tomura loved when you didn't wear underwear. easier access. so without much warning, his slobbery fingers dove right into you. they curled and scissored the way that tomura liked it: rough and fast.

as everyone watched (some with not so proud erections growing in their pants), tomura's fingers didn't stop moving until your body finally gave him the reaction it wanted. a knee-buckling orgasm that had your juices spilling all over the dirty, tile floor.

he had to embarrass you further in front of not only your partners in crime, but your friends too. he had to. tomura saw the way you fell to your knees, so while you were down there, he commanded that you take your slutty, little mouth and lick up the mess you made.

you were hesitant. the floor was disgusting and the things your man made you do in front of the other members was already downright humiliating. but tomura's eyes made you know he was serious.

you stuck out your tongue and lapped up your cum like a compliant puppy, your face grimacing at the dirt that also collected in your mouth.

"do you guys see how obedient she is? and she belongs to no one but me."

Him

there are many names in history

but none of them are ours.