passionate poison | tomura shigaraki x fem!reader ;; ❞

𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐔 . 𝟏𝟑

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╰┈➤ ❝ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : ❞
Descriptive violence ,
Mentions of parental abuse/alienation ,
Minor character death (?) .
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"..tsk-" a hefty grunt spat from torn lips, shaken, trembling hands perched to cradle the rib of which had just been kicked. "Up."

Obediently, on startled legs of aches & bruises, a loud *thud!* rang throughout the dimly-lit room, indication Tomura had once again, fallen.

"Again, Tomura." A voice, cold and unimpressed raptured the aching skull of Tomura's battered state. "No hero will reap mercy on you, I'm being generous."

Tomura, through gritted teeth and clenched eyelids, hissed in apology. "..yes, Sensei."

"Up and-," Observing the mangled stature of his student, a Nomu, much larger than the prior one he'd had commanded to rage war, stepped foward. It leered over the young man, it's cranium forgone as a vital organ of one's scalped brain protruded from the gray, sickly skin of it's seven (7') foot frame. "Again."

The beast of what was once a valuable, innocent member of society, now reduced to this, hadn't wailed as it's former allies. It breathed, loud and prominent as the creature heaved. It's throat pronounced sounds of pained gurgling, a cough occasionally falling from it's man-made beak.

Scales littered it's pale texture of skin, it's eyes glazed over and bulged out of it's skull, deeming it physically blind from it's mutilated figure.

Past circumstances, years ago, Tomura felt an ounce of pity for the experimental existence that of 'Nomu'..as a young child, the first (1st) time he'd encountered such a scene had thrown him into a flare up, tearing at damaged skin cells in putrid horror.

Nowadays, Tomura scoffed at the intruder, repulsed by it's treacherous appearance.

Instinctively, Tomura presented a stance of experience, his heel perched to support his weight whilst the left of one's opposite foot firmly planted itself atop the ground, ready to scatter, if need be. Fists once balled now tensed, twitching in anticipation as his digits curled, eager to rid the creature of it's scummy existence.

Step-by-step, the Nomu narrowed it's route, having begun to circle Tomura, presumably aiming to find a weak spot.

As the creature drew closer, Tomura lept into that of altercation. He'd had shackled his flexible body to the opponent's spine, effortlessly dodging the backhanded attacks of the Nomu's futile attempts of tossing him aside.

By now, Tomura would've reduced the bastard to ash but, unfortunately, that hadn't been today's lesson.

The lesson of which Sensai taught this evening was for him to rely on without his quirk, 'Decay'.

In this scenario, if Tomura had been apprehended, this was to ensure he'd have the capability of escape without the ability of his birth-given destruction.

Risky as it was, leveraging the balls of his feet to gain stability, he'd had found purchase atop the creature's outward ribcage, cautiously crawling up the towering statute of his opponent as to avoid it's tries of prying his slimmer frame off and over it's shoulder, effectively body-slaming his already injured body further.