Hush Little Villain (for aizawathebaby)

[Sassy_World900]

Finally, they did it. They caught Shigaraki and just in time two. After much discussion about what to do with him. Getting the background on him and the behavior he had shown. He was a perfect candidate for a new rehab for villains. They had him knocked out from a pretty strong tranquilizer. Now the bigger question is, who can keep an eye on him? Surprisingly, Aizawa AKA Eraserhead had volunteered to be his new 'guardian'. Which in a way it made sense. For one with his quirk, he can cancels out his in case he thinks of using it. Not to mention he was a teacher, show knew how to deal with rowdy children. So it was agreed that he will keep a watchful eye on him.

For the rehab program, all villains who come are to be treated as young children. They loose all rights that adults had and all final decisions were by the guardian. Right now Aizawa had the sleeping Shigaraki on a changing table. After stripping him of the clothes he was wearing,the hands that were attached to him. Which were locked away. He also also seen by Recovery girl to heal any injuries he got from being captured, he was washed up. Special mittens were place onto his hands that only he had to key to unlock. It prevents him from using his quirk. He had just slipped a diaper under him and was applying some lotion and powder.

[aizawathebaby]

Shigaraki Tomura didn’t know what was going on. He was naked, bare bottom pressed against a soft surface, and his legs were being set down after they’d been lifted above his head by a much larger man. Squirming, he tried to get away, initially going to use his quirk only to realize he simply poked the man’s arm with a bound hand. Baffled, he reached out and grabbed him again with clumsy hands, and saw no disintegration. His cheeks went red when he realized what happened. Without his fingers, he was essentially a quirkless sitting duck! His once dexterous fingers were encased in something soft and thick that made them clumsy and unwieldy.

His mouth twitched into a petulant little pout of its own accord, frustration plain on his face. Shigaraki folded his arms, his reddened cheeks puffing out and unknowingly making him look adorable. “Leggo of me! I don’ wanna be here, you damn hero! What’re you doin’?” He whined, glaring up at the person holding his legs up in the air only to lock eyes with Eraserhead. Why was he the one handling him? Because of his quirk, probably, but he knew his limit..so why leave him with the man whose elbow he’d disintegrated? It didn’t make much sense. “I won’t talk, if that’s what you’re gonna try t’ make me do! I-I’ll find a way, an’ I’ll disintegrate part of you again!“ Shigaraki assumed this was true. He’d just get the casing off his hands and then he’d be home free; he had no idea they were mittens, or that they’d been locked on securely and only Eraserhead had the key.

[Sassy_World900]

As he taped the diaper up. He sees that the tranquilizer was starting to wear off and the villain was getting a little fussy. Poking him in the arm with his mitten hand, trying to use his quirk on him. Which of course he couldn't. When asked what he was doing he looks down at him with a calm expression. "Putting a diaper on you. In case you have an accident." he spoke in a monotone voice.

"Now that you are awake. Here's what going to happen. You have been place into a newly formed rehab program. Where you are to be treated as child. In your case, an infant." he tells him. As he grabs a pastel blue shirt and slides it over his head and helped get his arms through. "You no longer have the same rights as you did as an adult. All final decision are made buy your guardian, which is me. You are not allowed to leave my sight, you lost your big boy potty privilege. Along with your hand privileges. Hence the mittens on your hands. Also-" he raise his legs up a bit and gave his right thigh a smack. Not a hard one, but it would sting a bit. "You are not allowed to curse. Consider this a warning." he spoke calmly.

With that he grabbed a pair of short overalls and put that on him. On the chest pocket there was a little sail boat sew on. "You don't have to talk, but you do have to listen." he said as he picks him up with ease. Placing him on his hip. "This can be easy for you or hard. It's all up to your behavior."

[aizawathebaby]

Shigaraki could not believe that this was happening. He could only stare in astonishment as the diaper was taped up securely around his waist. "I-I won't have an accident! I'm not some d-" the word "damn" hovered on his lips, but the light smack to his thigh for saying it prior before made him pause. "I'm not a baby." was what he grumbled out instead, not wanting to suffer the indignity of a full-on spanking. Everything sounded ridiculous, anyway; what kind of program was this, to treat him like a stupid baby? Pouting, cheeks puffed out and red with indignation as he begrudgingly lifted up his arms so the man could pull a shirt over his head(anything, he rationalized, was better than walking around in nothing but a stupid diaper), Shigaraki already looked like a bratty toddler rather than a big, strong villain.

"But I can use the big-boy potty! How's that a privilege when I can just go when I want?" His voice sounded even more petulant than normal when he was using such childish words, "Why should I go in a diaper if I'm potty-trained already? It doesn't make any sense." Once he was clothed in overalls, diaper bulging out through the tight fabric, he was going to try his hand at standing when the hero simply lifted him off the changing table. Squirming as he was picked up and easily placed on Aizawa's hip, he poked at the overalls, wishing he could simply disintegrate them and the diapers off.

[Sassy_World900]

"Maybe age wise you are not, but your attitude is that of a cranky toddler." he tells him. When asked why he couldn't use the toilet. He was being carried out of the room. Where they were met with two guards. "Because that is a big boy privilege. Which I mention you don't have. You will need to earn that. For all I know. The moment you are int he bathroom alone, You could use your quirk and escape. Which would end bad for you if I have to chase after you." he tells him. As he carries him out of building and into a car. Placing him into the back what looked like an adult size car seat.

"Right now you are in the infant level. Meaning you are not allowed to used the toilet, not allowed to use your hands, Only allowed to watch certain programs, eat certain foods. If you behave, you main gain more privileges, but naughty and not only will you be in the infant program longer, but you are going to have a hard time sitting." he warn him in a calm but stern tone. Before getting into the car himself behind the wheel. "You will be staying with me for awhile. I have a room set up for you and everything." he said as they drove off to his place.

They soon arrived to his home. He gets Shigaraki out of the car and holds him once more. Carrying him into the apartment complex and up a few flight of stairs. He reches into his pocket, pulling out some keys and opens the door. The place was a decent size for the two of them. He did upgrade when he assigned for the job.

He takes him into the living room where there was a play pen set up for him. He sets him inside. Where there was some plush blocks and stuff animals for him to play with. "Now you can play for a bit while I get lunch ready for you." he said as he walks into the kitchen. Which it was an open kitchen so he can keep an eye on him.

[aizawathebaby]

Shigaraki could not believe that this was real. Not only was he diapered and dressed ridiculously, but the Pro Hero told him that could he no longer use the bathroom unless he was better behaved! How could this possibly be allowed to happen? He shifted when Eraserhead-Aizawa?-informed him of what the program entailed. No using his hands unless he was good, he’d gain more privileges if he behaved but if not he’d supposedly have a difficult time sitting down. The villain rolled his eyes at that; as though a simple spanking was somehow going to make him “behave”!

He would bide his time and wait until they got to the other’s house. Once they did, he was placed inside a playpen. Shifting on his padded bottom, he experimentally tried to stand only to fall flat on his butt. “Dang it.” He murmured, careful not to swear unless he wanted his bottom to be sorer, rubbing it with one hand. His lips twitched into a petulant pout, disappointed that he couldn’t simply toddle out and be free.

Shigaraki gazed at the blocks and other toys with no(okay, some) interest; he didn’t want to play with baby toys! He’s a grown adult! Instead, he looked for a way out of the playpen. Maybe he could leave it? But standing was so hard and he couldn’t even use his quirk like this. If he was caught, he’d be spanked, and he wasn’t afraid..but it sounded humiliating, that’s all! He’s not scared of spankings, being half naked would just be embarrassing(or so he told himself). Rather than try that, he lay on his back and grudgingly snatched up a stuffed corgi, clutching it to his chest. “I’m only stayin’ with you cause I don’t wanna ‘panking.” He murmured to the toy dog, giving it a pat on its fluffy head.

[Sassy_World900]

He looks from the corner of his eye as he prep his meal. He sees him laying in his pen. Clinging onto the stuff Corgi dog. While he would of prefer a cat, he had a feeling he was more of a dog person. He is actually surprise he calm he was being. He was expecting to have to spank him at least once. Yet all he had to do was smack his thigh.

Soon the meal was all ready. It was all puree, stuff you would give to a baby. He then fixes a bottle for him. Mixing some powders that would let his bladder and bowel loose control. It was odorless and flavorless. So there would be no way to know. He walks over to the play pen and picks him up. Leaving the stuff corgi behind. "Alright. Time to feed you." he spoke calmly. Carrying him into the kitchen and sets him in an adult size high chair. He puts the tray in front of him, locking him in. He sets the bowl down and the bottle.

He gets a spoon and scoops some of the chicken and pea puree and brings it to his mouth. "Open wide."

[aizawathebaby]

Shigaraki’s previous calmness flew out the window when he was not only locked in the highchair, but presented with food that did not look or smell like actual food. It was baby food. Just because he liked the corgi didn’t mean he’d eat puréed food or even use a diaper. Scowling, he closed his mouth tightly even after being told to open wide and turned his head away from the spoon when it was raised off the tray, folding his arms.

“Don’ wanna eat that. Looks gross.” He grumbled petulantly through clenched teeth, desperate to not have the purée enter his mouth. It smelled funny, it didn’t look like real food(it was all mashed up and disgusting to him and the texture probably wouldn’t feel good either), and he didn’t want to eat it! So he wasn’t gonna! Shigaraki-unaware of how immature he seemed-dodged the spoon as it advanced towards his mouth like a picky baby, moving his head out of the way accordingly each time. He didn’t care if he was locked inside the highchair forever, he didn’t want that food. Shigaraki scowled and remained where he was, arms folded and mouth closed. He didn’t open it to speak, because that would mean he’d be fed that revolting slop.

[Sassy_World900]

Aizawa was calm turning the villain's tantrum. He was expecting this, him refusing to eat his meal. He is used to eating something similar, his jelly packets. "Shigaraki." he spoke in a stern tone. "One way or another you are going to eat this." he tells him. "If you eat this without any further complain, you may have some pudding after your bottle. But if you continued to struggle and I have to force you. You are not going to like it." he warns him calmly, but sternly.

"So are you going to be a good little boy or a naughty little boy?" he asked.

[aizawathebaby]

“No! I’m not a little boy and I don’t wanna eat it!” Shigaraki whined, shifting on his padded bottom. “It looks an’ smells bad and I don’t want it! I can eat with my teeth anyway, I don’t need that at all!” He protested, clamping his mouth shut and turning away, ready to dodge more oncoming spoonfuls. This time, he sucked in a long, deep breath before closing his mouth tighter than before. He sounded less like an adult and more like a child or toddler on the verge of throwing a temper-tantrum, mouth set in a stubborn scowl and his cheeks puffed up and going red the longer he held his breath.