ftm reader x various oneshot book

shigaraki//revelation

the song this is based on: revelation by troye sivan       not a song fic, I just really wanted to do something related to the song?

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(It's 3:17 a.m. as I begin writing this, which probably accounts for how cursed it is.)

****Ever I roam, ever I roam, farther from home....*****

(Y/n) had been through a lot in the past year, coming out to his parents and being thrown out of the house soon after, with nothing to his name but the clothes on his back. Of course, he snuck back in the house that night and got his most valuable possessions-books, mostly, and a few of his favorite fandom collectibles- as well as sneaking some money from his parents for his troubles. Then he was on his own, aimlessly wandering the streets.

It didn't take long for him to become a master thief. Well, it doesn't take much to say, steal some poTato cRisps from the Walmart, or some Benadryl from your local CVS, but your boy was into the hardcore shit. He made a name for himself in the underground as the man to talk to, he was pulling off heists and all that jazz. In other words, you wanna pull off some "ocean's eleven" shit then (y/n)'s your MANN.

Of course, his reputation as a boss bitch boi gained the attention of the illustrious, infamous League of Villains. (Alternatively known as the League of No Dads, League of Emos, among other things.) They were scouting him out, watching him....Which is kinda creepy but you know what? It's cool.

Soon enough, the ultimate emo band that is Shigaraki's band of orphans began to scheme how to recruit this god of thieves that was (y/n). They went through several ridiculously overboard plans before deciding to be normal and just, like, find him in the street and be like "ay yo, wanna join our emo band?"

And hot damn, what do you know, it actually worked. This sad little sticky-handed boy decided to be the league's resident thief. 

He took up residence with the league soon after and made sure to let them know how sweet the setup was. "This is a sweet setup you guys have got here. You don't get beds like this living in the streets." Of course, hearing he'd been living in the streets for over a year led the group's mother hens to aggressively cuddle (y/n). 

"I'm so sorry you went through that- no I'm not-" said Twice.

"At least you have a home now, (y/n)!" Toga said cheerfully.

The two of them and Magne helped (y/n) decorate his room while the rest hung back and Kurogiri made sure Toga wasn't going to stab the new boy. Shigaraki wasn't quite sure what to make of it all. He was hoping recruiting a master thief would help these idiots learn how to be stealthy but now they were just talking about anime posters for his room? Oh no, not today. He marched in the room and announced, "Listen here pretty boy, I didn't bring you here to spend the next two weeks searching for weeb posters. I brought you here to help these idiots learn how to actually use an ounce of stealth!"

"Okay well you should've clarified that. You can't say 'join my emo band' and then say 'but no weeb posters.'"

"I never said no weeb posters, just not right now!"

"Oh, got it. So what are we doing now?"

Shigaraki sighed. "I don't know, you figure it out."

(Y/n) joining the group did not help anyone by way of stealthiness but instead just added more chaos to an already chaotic group of goofballs. It just meant Dabi had a partner in crime whenever he wanted to burn shit down, and Toga had a new wingman, and Spinner had another person calling him a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, and Kurogiri had another child to look after. Life's hard when you're the male mother to a group of villains who are honestly just a bunch of reckless kids.