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Shigaraki in Marvel

Read about a teenagers descent into madness and destruction as he faces the reality of the marvel world. Not only does he face the reality of marvel but also fights with it hand to hand, read about him versus the rest of the world.

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Birthday III

"Your" She sounded confused "I can see into your mind" she almost sounded breathless.

Oh, that was why it was so quiet.

He was leaning back on the chair and staring up at the moon and stars.

She was looking at him.

He thought back to the Yeti, and how he could only drop his mind barriers when he's at peace.

He smiled softly at the sky.

He could almost feel Jeans mental fingers gently running through his mind, she wasn't looking at any memory or thought.

Just observing.

The door behind them crashed open with a bang, a girl with brown hair was staring at the pair in astonishment.

She turned back behind her and shouted into the house "Guy! Jeans out here with the Avenger!" Her voice was high pitch and grating, his mind shut instantly.

Jean winced at having the connection so abruptly filled with screams. She turned to Tomura in concern.

Was this what he heard all the time?

Suddenly people came rushing out the backdoor, they had drinks in hand and one massive muscular guy had a radio in his hand already playing loud music.

He snarled at the sky.

One of the young men threw Tomura a can of beer "Here bro!" He shouted while he tossed it.

Tomura sighed as he caught it.

He clenched his hand around the can and felt like throwing it back towards the guy with all of his strength.

He thought back to the time he punched Ultron through a wall and realised that would most certainly kill the guy.

So he sighed.

They were now crowded, Jean was being asked questions by people, about how her birthday was and how nice everything was.

The questions Tomura got thrown at him were rather different.

"So, you ever bang black widow?" The guy who threw him the beer said.

"Wait, wait no have you ever killed someone?" A skinny kid with a stupid haircut said.

"I heard he once killed like 40 people in an Avengers battle" someone whispered from the back of the group.

Tomura stood up, when he did the group surrounding him also stepped back.

He noticed some weasel instantly sit where he just sat and start trying to interject in Jeans conversation.

He scowled.

His foot creeped to the leg of the chair and then suddenly pushed, the boy went flying backwards into the pool with a splash.

That created a chain reaction as people started to push others into the pool.

He sighed and walked over to Jean who was being led away by three girls all drinking from silo cups.

He wasn't bothered enough to feel awkward as he grabbed her surprisingly soft arm and pulled her away from the group, with a quick apology.

"I'm going now" he informed her as he looked over at him in surprise.

"Why? You haven't even had a drink" she said with confusion. "I mean you spent more time lost then with anyone else" she said with a smile.

"You, uh knew I got lost?" He asked while embarrassed.

Jean laughed "You walked past me about 5 times"

"I don't know how you can get through the place" he said with a smile.

She smiled herself and gave him a silo cup "Cmon Tomura just one drink before you go?"

He sighed and took the silo cup out of her hands. "Fine, one drink"

—-

He woke up with blurry eyes, he blinked and wiped his eyes and looked up at the roof, that wasn't his roof.

He blinked

That wasn't his roof.

He heard a groan next to him, in a bed.

He looked over feeling almost scared, a woman stared back at him.

He scrambled out of the bed pulling the blanket with him to cover himself, the woman was naked.

He stared in shock at the naked woman on the random bed he didn't recognise.

She stared back in shock "Give me back the blanket you weirdo!" She shouted in a panic of her own.

He threw the blanket over her head with such force it almost knocked her out, while she was trying to get out of the blanket he quickly dressed himself.

He left the room shirtless and only wearing his black jeans and one sock, his cloak was missing, compression shirt was gone and only god knows where his shoes and other sock is.

He slowly walked towards the kitchen, or where he thought the kitchen was.

He didn't find the kitchen but found the living room, it was messy but empty which was good enough for him.

He sat down at the left end of one of the couches and tried to remember what happened last night.

He was sat there for fifteen minutes before Jean came walking through the door, she was still wearing the dress she had on last night with his cloak wrapped around her shoulders.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At least no stole the cloak.

She noticed him and furrowed her eyebrows "Why are shirtless?"

He shrugged, he didn't know.

Jean sat down on the other end of the same couch and then placed her feet in his lap as she laid down.

She pulled a pair of dark sunglasses out from, somewhere and placed them over her green eyes.

She then pulled the sunglasses down her face and peeked over them at him.

He broke eye contact and turned away.

"I ordered some food, should be here soon. All the non mutants should be gone too" she said casually.

Tomura turned to her with words on the tip of his tongue but was interrupted as a very familiar woman suddenly walked into the living room.

Jean knew her, a friend of a friend.

"Hey Tomura" the girl said sweetly, as if he didn't nearly knock her out. She walked over almost meekly to him and ran a finger down his bare chest. "I never knew you were so big and defined"

His eyes widened, he turned to Jean only to see her eyes as wide as his.

"I don't know you lady" Tomura said as he cringed from her touch.

"Tomura don't be silly, I mean we slept together" she said softly.

Jean coughed loudly to Tomuras right.

"Listen, I don't remember it, so just forget it happened" he explained, his tone was harsh he was deeply uncomfortable, he cringed from her hand running down his cheek.

"Tomura I mean" she giggled lightly "I'm worried, it's just that…" her hand ran across her stomach. "I'm not sure we used protection last night" by the second he just grew more uncomfortable.

He felt oddly cornered.

He couldn't just decay his way out of this.

Jeans eyes were extremely wide as she was a observer to this…situation, Tomura probably thinks protection means a shield or something.

The girl nudged Jeans feet off Tomuras lap and sat on his lap while holding his face in both her hands.

"Tomura, I'm not sure we can raise a baby together" she said sadly "I mean, if you can pay for my-"

"Get off me" his voice was seething "Get off me or I'll kill you." He was serious, he seconds away from killing her.

"Tomura, baby I just don't wanna have to tell my daddy, he's works for a newspap-AHHHHH" she screamed in pain as Tomuras hand print slowly decayed itself onto her inner thigh.

She stood quickly and whimpered as she limped away quickly.

Jeans feet suddenly dropped back into his lap, he leaned his head back and checked his pocket.

He had his lighter but not his cigarettes.

His heart beat rised as his hands fumbled-

"Here" Jeans soft voice came from his right, she had a cigarette in her fingers, he reached over and grabbed it.

"You gave it to me last night, said it was a good luck gift" she smiled softly at him.

He sighed and lit the cigarette and took a deep inhale.

"Don't worry about the girl, I'll help you out there" she said softly as she used her abilities to go into the girls mind.

Then she blushed "Well uh good news" she looked over her sunglasses at his smoking form. "You used a condom".

That was good news, he turned to her.

"How would-Oh" he realised with a tinge of embarrassment of his own as he cringed slightly.

Suddenly the girl who tried to bribe tomura came back into the room with a bag of hot food.

"Thanks" Jean said as the girl suddenly walked away.

Tomura stared in shock, he turned to ask but realised Jean must have used her powers on the girl.

She threw a breakfast muffin at the white haired teenager who caught it and put it to the side until he finished his cigarette.