If you were to ever get into such a state where you're hitting him, or pushing at his chest and telling him to leave; he just doesn't listen at allllll! Just brings you closer, grip solid on your wrists, pulling you all up in his chest.

He'd be the type to pout down at you and say "Sorry, 'm so sorry for being mean" while biting back a grin so he doesn't let a laugh slip (it never works)

He'd even try to stifle it by hiding his face in your neck, but even if that does work— you can still feel his body heaving!!

I think he's the type to not take arguments seriously because he doesn't want to deal with it, depending on severity (complaining about him dictating your health all the time or anything along those lines will not even be taken into consideration) (even if you're independent he will be barging in) (it's annoying) (he doesn't stop)

and he likes to see you mad because he thinks it's cute????? he also does it on purpose because he's a bit of (a big) meanie.

Dog Hybrid Dabi gets jealous

Dog hybrid! Dabi used to get jealous, most frequently when he was a stray.

He was envious of other hybrids with a roof above their heads. He used to think, 'they didn't have to look through trash for food'— they had it easy. Little, obedient house pets.

So, his 'jealousy' has never been for superficial reasons.

Well, up until now.

Dabi stares at the woman you're talking to, a growl wanting to desperately tear it's way up his throat. You seem close to her, so, so close— and he wants to deny the feeling he's experiencing.

He's just territorial, he reasons. He's territorial, and this strange woman is in his home. Too close to you.

Dog hybrid! Dabi gets jealous— watching people mile about with their days as he's forced in cages far too small for his malnourished body.

Now, he has no reason to get 'jealous'. He has a roof above his head and food on his plate every day. He doesn't have to go tracking through bins.

So, if he's jealous, he's ungrateful.

But that woman is far too close to you, and something itches at the back of his mind.

So he'll scratch it, like a good dog.

omega shigaraki hcs?👀👀

Everyone thinks that Shigaraki is an alpha

SHIGARAKI wears a scent suppressor, so when anyone first meets him they immediately assume he's an alpha— or a really bratty beta. Nobody thinks that the same male that wears his deceased family on his body is an omega.

Omegas are soft, obedient, sweet, and docile. The exact opposite of Shigaraki.

No one in their right mind assumes that he's an omega, of all things— but there are the little things he does that has you questioning his 'alpha' gender.

Frankly, he's very possessive over you, not in a relatively 'sweet' way, but in a 'if you get hurt I'll fucking kill you' way, which is contradictory in itself, but you're able to see his frenzied worry when you come back with blood all over you.

"What the fuck happened.." Shigaraki practically growls, scratching at the collar around his neck as he snarls your way.

You shrug, walking further into his room as you take a seat on his bed, "don't worry 'bout it boss"

Sometimes your laundry goes missing, or he calls you to his room to just stand there and do nothing while he plays video games, cursing at his teammates and smashing controller buttons when he gets practically frustrated.

With this being a common routine between you two, you've found yourself comfortable enough to lie down on his bed, deliberately scenting it as you do. Whether it's a show for dominance, because he's a supposed 'alpha', or another thing you don't really want to think too deeply about, you always find yourself doing it.

So, as he's busy playing, you watch from his shoulder. By the way his mouth twitches, and his tense shoulders relax, you can tell he's won.

"Ah, good job" you say it absent-mindlessly, still laying down on his bed as you read through a manga he's got laying around. Definitely not rated for children, but you're bored out of your mind.

As you continue reading through it, you miss the way Shigaraki practically preens at your praise; chest heaving as he bites down on his bottom lip. If anything, he would be wagging his tail by now if he had one.

After a prolonged silence, Shigaraki composes himself and turns to you, harsh glare in his eyes.

"Shut up"

It's said so out of the blue, you forget your previous comment, because you've been sitting in silence for at least 30 minutes.

"I didn't even say anything!" You huff, dropping the manga on his bed as you grumble.

All in all, I think Shigaraki himself wants to deny his omega gender. It's seen as weak in societies eyes, and Shigaraki is anything but weak. It's why he's so annoyed by you, and the way he feels about you.

It's probably because you're just an alpha, he reasons, but he knows that's not explicitly true.

That's why he denies himself of having you. He doesn't need a stuck up alpha that just thinks with it's dick— Shigaraki doesn't need anyone, no matter how much his omega practically whines for it.

Though, even though he dislikes you, he can't seem to leave you alone.

"Which one were you reading?" Shigaraki asks, not turning your way but continuing to state at his computer screen.

You scrunch your nose, picking up the disregarded manga and turning it over to see the cover, "...four knots and one girl"

"Ha, that's a good one"

"You'd think so, freakass"

"I'll dust you, watch your mouth."

"You won't do shit." As you say that, you release some of your pheromones, and it's not a big deal (at least not to you). It's common for alpha's do it with other alpha's, a playful way to assert dominance than the more violent manners. A common occurrence between two alpha friends.

Though, Shigaraki is not an alpha. And he definitely doesn't want to be your friend.

So the moment he gets a whiff of your scent, your pure scent— not the scent he gets from your clothing, his mind turns hazy.

The smell of cedar wood and patchouli fills his vision.

"... Wha—whatever..." Shigaraki mumbles, scratching at his collar more feverantly.

He's so affected by your scent, that he can't help but to think about how you'd act if he took his scent suppressor off. How would you react to his omega scent?

Would you like his smell? Would it fill and cloud your mind like yours does his? Would you lose control?

The scratching doesn't stop, if anything, it gets worse.

Shigaraki almost wants to take his collar off— to see you lose your control this time. But he refrains himself, just barely.

The scratching still doesn't cease.

It's so aggressive, you can't help but look up from your position on your bed, a worried frown settled between your brows and on your mouth.

"Stop that."

You don't even mean it as a command, really, you just didn't want him damaging his skin as much as he does; Shigaraki treats it as a command.

His hand immediately freezes in place, and your fascinated as you watch his frozen hand stiffly return to his side.

Obediently.

Like a good little omega listening to their alpha.

the blood is not readers of I just forgot to add that in

feat. denki & male reader

chatting with terrorists (affectionate)

feat. shigaraki, toga, dabi

There's no particular reason, really, but he just likes it. The way your body instinctively moves closer to his; silently staking a claim on him. He likes how you hold a tight grip on his wrist, thumbing circles where his vein is.

But most importantly, he likes when you pull him away while grumpingly prepping kisses on his face.

When he finally starts warming up to you he comes to curl up on your bed at night. Sitting closer to you during the day. Cuuute~  

"Tch, don't get the wrong idea. It's jus' the cold.." Dabi would grumble, sitting next to you on the couch. He's so close, close enough for your knees to bump against one another and for his shoulder to press up against yours.

You're going to ignore the fact that he naturally runs hot; that the cold had never seemed to bother him before.

"Ah, okay, then." You keep your voice neutral, though if Dabi were to look up he'd see you struggle to hide the small smile on your face. He just huffs, ignoring your burning stare.

During the night though, it's a completely different story. It doesn't matter if you're asleep or not, he'll find a way to climb into your bed. His excuses sometimes vary. It's either 'I like your sheets more' or the classic 'your room's closer'.

Though, during Summer his clingy behaviour turns out to be a real pain in the ass. Like I've mentioned before, Dabi runs naturally hot. Sometimes he acts like he doesn't— but you're pretty sure he's aware of the pain he puts you through whenever he drapes his taller frame against yours.

"He-hey! Get off of me, you're way too warm..!" You grumble, trying to push Dabi off of you but to no prevail. You can tell he takes joy in your suffering, because it's seems as if he digs his head further into the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around you so tightly, so that even if you had the strength to knock him off you just wouldn't be able to.

You can also tell he's enjoying himself, because of the insistent wagging of his tail.

" 'm schwo cmfy tho.." His raspy voice is muffled against your skin, and you fluster at the vibrations it sends to the side of your neck.

"So you want me to burn to death.." You grumble, playfully flicking at one of his ears and resigning yourself to your fate. To melt into your couch.

You sense his lips curling into a sly grin, and your instincts tell you to intervene before he voices the undoubtedly ridiculous thought brewing in his mind.

"Whatever you're thinking, no—"

It's too late, it seems, because as the words spill from your mouth you feel his cool tongue lick a stripe along your neck, to your cheek.

"Ewwww" you childishly scrunch your nose, whining at the feeling of his saliva on your face.

"Don't complain now, thought you wanted to cool down, babe?"

I don't think dog hybrid dabi bites anymore, maybe nibbles on your cheek or something if he's bored— but your reactions are far more entertaining when he licks your face!! (eweeewwwwwww)

feat. sero, denki, kirishima, mina, bakugou, shinso