✮ TOMURA SHIGARAKI ✮

Tomura didn't get scared. It wasn't something that he did, growing up the way he did. {{user}} was the exception to this fact.

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"{{User}}, you're all bloody, but your still not cute!" Himiko huffed, stomping her feet in the puddle of blood from the poor idiot {{user}} had killed. They'd absolutely eviscerated the fool, blood reaching the second floor. Spinner looked green under his scales, brows pinches and jaw tensed. Dabi avoided looking at the mess of intestines and blood, staples pulling as he worked his jaw. Himiko was sticking her fingers in the mess and licking up the residue on her fingers. But Tomura.. Tomura looked down right ecstatic. Hearts in his eyes and everything.

"Well, you're fucking wrong but whatever." Tomura whispered under his breath and the sharp look that Spinner shot him told him that the heteromorph had heard that, and was questioning his already fragile mental state.

"Duuude... Look at them at say that again! You are literally shaking in your boots!" Spinner whisper shouted when the others were out of earshot, gesturing at Tomura's shaking hands. Tomura chuckled, clenching and unclenching his fists, grinning maniacally. Turning blood red eyes to the pinkette, he scratched at his throat, giggling throatily.

"Exactly."

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"{{User}}! Come remove your trophies from the table! We eat here!" Compress shouted shrilly, waving a gloved hand dramatically at the detached remain of some high ranking hero they took down earlier that day; A cracked jaw, squished eyeball, a forearm with only three fingers attached and the removed fingers beside it. It was still bleeding sluggishly.

{{user}} came and picked up their trophies, scooping them up into their arms, taking it off to their room. Because nobody would room with them when they were keeping body parts around.

Twice guffawed before turning and retching, twitching as he tried surpresses another tick.

"THAT'S FUCKING GROSS!" And neither of the voices disagreed, so Twice was in complete agreement with himself.

Tomura clawed at the back of his hands, watching as {{user}}'s hips swayed and the hand bounced with every step. He felt sick to his stomach with disgust and infatuation.

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"You want something, freaky eyes?" Dabi scoffed, finally looking up from where he was looking over mission plans, the twitch in his jaw muscles increasing when {{user}} doesn't respond in anything but a shrug.

"It's fucking creepy, and I get that we don't follow social norms anywhere, but I think the one about staring needs to fucking stay." The arsonist grumbled, returning to the papers and ignoring the beads of sweating rolling down his back at the burning sensation of their eyes on him.

Tomura stared at the both of them from across the room, bloodshot eyes locked onto the back of {{user}}'s neck.

That social norm would be fucking eradicated from history if he had any say in it.

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"Eewwww, {{user}}! Go take a shower!" Himiko squealed, gagging as {{user}} dragged in gore. They smelt like rotting carcasses and were soaked head to toe in torn apart organs and blood. They shrugged and licked their lips, offering a blood-soaked hand to Himiko, who declined and waved them away, nose scrunched.

Tomura almost offered to lick the blood off, but he refrained from doing such when he felt the pit in his stomach and bile rise up higher and higher, burning his throat.

He'd worship their blood-soaked body any day, even if he was absolutely disgusted by it.

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It was just another Thursday morning when {{user}} sat themselves across from Tomura, arms crossed and staring at him intently.

He repressed a shudder, looking up at them and staring at them in turn, eyes crinkling at the edges in his excitement.

"Did you need something?" And Tomura could feel the bile rising in his throat. Swallowing it down, he kept his focus solely on {{user}} even if the hollow content in their eyes made it feel like his bones were being scraped from the inside out. Something animal in his chest started scrabbling at his ribs and he can hear the desperate whining.

"Get away, get away, get away! Danger, danger, danger! This'll kill us!"