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Just took notice of how you mostly write izuku so here's an idea/request

How about teacher izuku meeting his co-worker (reader) in a bar and they're both just as surprised cause the reader would never think he'd drink. But like he doesn't excessively drinks or something like that,just doing it from time to time. And from there on they kinda just get along really well. You can do whatever with this,make a smau or fanfic or anything really. Nsfw can be included if you're up to it<3

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I hope you’re the same anon that requested the other asks.

Also. IM TRYING TO GET TO ALL OF THE REQUESTS I PROMISE IVE HAD SUCH BAD WRITERS BLOCK ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY.

Anyways. Here’s Teacher!Izuku x Teacher!Fem!Reader

Smut warning! Minors DNI.

Spoilers for MHA

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Here’s a banger for you guys to listen to,

and let’s get into this;

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Izuku sighed softly, staring down at the sweet, golden brown of the whiskey in his glass. He wasn’t usually a drinker, but tonight he just needed to let loose a bit.

His mind had started to wander a bit, and he found himself thinking back to his own high school days, questioning if he was happy with his life or if he was just accepting that this was his life now, whether he liked it or not.

Izuku enjoyed being a teacher, yes, but he always found himself alone- more often than he would’ve liked to admit. He knew it was just the effect of all of his friends getting older and naturally growing apart, but it just..sucked.

He still had Katsuki, the two of them regularly talking and sometimes grabbing lunch. There was also Aizawa and his other coworkers.

There was also-

You sat down next to Izuku, a heavy sigh leaving your lips. Today shr been chaotic with the groups of students you handled. You glanced over, feeling eyes on you.

Your eyes met green ones, and you paused.

“Midoriya?” You asked with wide eyes, surprised to see someone as warm and intelligent as Izuku in the bar of all places- and was that whiskey?

Izuku’s own, slightly drunk expression was shocked, gawking at you “Y/n?? What are you doing here?” It wasn’t like the two of you weren’t supposed to drink or anything, you just didn’t expect to see each other in the bar of all places outside of UA.

You smiled a bit and rested your elbow on the bar, the shock wearing off as you remembered- you were both adults, no reason to get bent outta shape over it. “Came to get a drink, unwind a little” you shrugged.

Izuku nodded and smiled a little, resting his own chin in his palm while swirling the whiskey in his glass. “Same here” he said with a soft laugh, his reflective thoughts from earlier pushed to the back burner of his tipsy mind. “Just wanted to relax after dealing with those troublesome teenagers”

You grinned and chuckled a little, nodding in agreement “ain’t that the truth”. You said before turning to the bar tender, ordering a simple brandy.

Izuku raised a brow at your drink choice, smiling a little. He was a little more loose-lipped, thanks to already being a few drinks in “brandy? You like fruity alcohol?” He asked, smiling a bit.

You smirked a bit and angled your head to the side “so what if I do? Am I not allowed to have different tastes than you, Midoriya?” You asked, your tone light and playful, definitely not exactly professional, since you didn’t have to maintain that boundary now that you were off the clock. You were just two people now, out at the bar.

Izuku laughed a bit and gave you that sweet, boyish smile that made a bit of heat crawl up your collar “that’s not what I’m saying Y/n” he smiled warmly at you, his eyes a bit glassy from the alcohol “also. Izuku’s fine, we’re not at work, so you can just call me Izuku.”

You hummed softly, smiling a little. He wanted to be closer with you. It was obvious by the expression on his face and the way his cheeks turned red as he offered his given name to you.

“Oh, sure thing, Izuku.” You teased, assign that extra emphasis on his name. You got your drink and sipped it, smiling at the dopey grin on his face “someone’s pleased with himself”

Izuku simply laughed at your words, taking a sip of his, almost empty, whiskey. He couldn’t deny your words, he was pleased with the new level of intimacy between the two of you. He'd been wanting to get to know you better, for a while, actually.

You were a bit older than Izuku, and you'd been working at UA for a few years before Izuku had earned a job there, and he admired the way you worked, the way you oriented your classes and how you carried yourself; confident, self-assured, and sexy-

"What can I say?" Izuku asked with a shrug of his shoulders, smiling a little, feeling less stiff and pressured now that you were in a public setting. "I'm allowed to be pleased with myself when I get a bit closer with someone as gorgeous as yourself" He hadn't meant to come off as forward as he did, but he had a few drinks in him.

You blushed a little, preening under the compliment directed at you "Oh? You think I'm gorgeous?" you asked, your tone soft, playful, with flirty undertones and a bit of teasing; it was lighthearted, and the two of you were just messing around.

Izuku blushed and shyly smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. "ah..I..did not mean to say that out loud" he muttered before laughing a little.

You blinked, before cracking a grin, with the way he was acting playful, yet still a bit shy and bashful made your heart race, and you knew you were in for a good night.

And boy were you right.

Several drinks in, and the two of you were ready to leave the bar. You two had been playfully flirting and conversing with huge, stupid smirks on your faces, feeling like giddy teenagers as you grabbed his hand.

You had called a taxi, since you were the more sober one of the two, which wasnt saying much.

Somehow, you and Izuku made it to your apartment, the tension between the two of you growing to a climax. The two of you stumbled into your apartment, Izuku drunkenly babbling to you "Y/n..a-are you...let-letting me s- hic stay? Please let me stay..I w-wan' to be c- hic close..t-to you"

You smiled a bit and chuckled "Y-yeah? you wanna stay?" you taunted, grinning mischievously at your coworker and friend. Izuku took this as you being unconvinced. What he did next would be what set off the two of you for the night;

Izuku grabbed onto your shirt, heavily leaning on you for support with his heavily lidded eyes and tousled hair, his cheeks red and breaths shaky "please..Y/n..i-ill..be such hic a good boy..please..please.."

Your eyes widened and your mouth went dry.

Now. How could you say no to a face that cute, especially when he was asking so politely?

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Your room was filled with the lewd squelching sounds of Izuku's throbbing, aching cock sliding in and out of your gushing cunt, your nude body bouncing on his lap while his gasps and feminine whimpers filled the air "Y/n! Fuck- Please! Mommy- mommy! please!!" he didnt know what he was pleading for, but his eyes were filled with tears, his head thrown back in ecstasy and his eyes rolling back as his cock bullied your cunt around the shape of its fat shaft.

You panted heavily, your hands on his muscular and scarred chest, your brows furrowed and lewd groans slipping passed your lips. "youre doing so good, being such a good boy for me sweetheart" you praised, your voice breathless as you rolled your hips and rode his hardened length.

You had no idea how youd gotten here, one minute you were kissing izuku, stumbling into your bedroom as he whimpered, promising to be a good boy if you took care of him, then the next his dick was the only thing on your mind.

Izuku brought a hand up to cover his eyes, his heavy breaths and whimpers meeting your ears, adding to that fog of alcohol and pleasure. "Please! I wanna cum- please! Please let me cum mommas- Ive been such a good boy-" he gasped out, his voice high and whiny as your tight walls constricted around his dick, making his body jolt and writhe under you.

You felt your own release building, your groans and gasps mixing with his whimpers and moans "Y/n!" Izuku grabbed the sheets, turning his face to the side, burying it in your pillow as tears of pleasure streamed down his bright red cheeks

"Baby- baby imabout to-" you reached down, your fingers finding his sensitive nipples and beginning to pinch and tease them, looking for that final push to tip him off into release.

Izuku's back arched, a cry of pleasure leaving him as he finally felt the tight ball of pleasure explode in his stomach, his cock twitching and shooting out hot ropes of sticky cum, right inside of you.

You panted heavily, removing yourself from on top of him and laying down next to him.

The two of you laid in your bed, before you gently coaxed izuku's tired body into cuddling with yours, your hand finding his hair as he cuddled up to you.

You knew that it probably meant nothing, a simple drunken mistake, and that izuku probably didnt harbor the same passionate feelings youd held for him.

little did you know, Izuku was smiling into your chest, his lashes wet with the tears of ecstasy youd earned from him, and one thought on his mind.

I hope we do this in the morning.

im sosososososososo sorry its taken me so long getting to these asks. i still have 4 left to write for. im SO SORRY- ive been struggling with mental health and other silly stuff, but im trying! so dont worry! i plan on using this week to catch up on asks and stuff, cause next weekend im celebrating my birthday, and the wednesday after next is my bday, so ill probably not be very active next week. or i might, who knows!

Thinking about MORE MS!Izuku x Foreigner!Reader, except reader is a closeted metal head.

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MS!Izuku who meets you after a few of the people in his class ‘warn’ you about Izuku, making it obvious who they were talking about; throwing out harsh words and unfair statements about him.

MS!Izuku who is trying to assure you that he’s used to the harsh comments and snickers he’d receive.

MS!Izuku who is shocked when you shakily get out your phone, or try to, but it falls flat on his desk, your music card on your lock screen showing what was playing in your right ear bud.

MS!Izuku who gets to look at the song playing, Coming Undone by Korn. What a funny band name.

MS!izuku who somehow, gets your number, and tucks the song and band you were listening to into the back part of his mind.

MS!Izuku who’s fawning over you all day, and when he gets home he types the song name and band into YouTube, expecting something mild and endearing like your personality. Oh god was he wrong.

MS!Izuku who’s shocked by the riffs coming from the song, but when Jonathan Davis’ voice comes in over his earbuds? Izuku’s stunned, so this was American music?

MS!Izuku who found himself absentmindedly nodding his head to the music, surprisingly, enjoying what he was listening to.

MS!Izuku who unlocks a whole other world thanks to Korn.

MS!Izuku who starts using metal as a release of his emotions, always finding himself at peace after spending a few hours blaring SOAD, SlipKnot or Korn in his earbuds.

MS!Izuku who starts talking to you about your taste in music, to which the two of you are quick to bond over.

MS!Izuku who finds himself falling for you just as quickly as he fell for metal music, finding your knowledge of music so incredibly attractive.

MS!Izuku who would spend hours listening to music with you after school, either at his apartment or your house, the two of you blasting music on speakers and aggressively dancing.

MS!Izuku who knows how deep he’s in when he accidentally squirts water from his nose when you start to dance like an idiot, making him laugh so hard the water he was drinking shot from his nose like a hose.

MS!Izuku who can’t help but daydream about being up on a stage with you, screaming your hearts out to SlipKnot or Korn. He know’s it’s silly and he should be paying attention, but it’s so hard when you’re nodding your head to the music in your earbud, your hair bobbing slightly with the motion.

MS!Izuku who feels incredibly put down when the girls in class tease you about hanging around a loser like himself.

MS!Izuku who finds himself incredibly frustrated one day after Katsuki told him to 🦢🥽, finding himself with frustrated tears as he walked into his apartment, storming off to his room.

MS!Izuku who looks up after a few hours of sulking (with SOAD and RATM playing in his ear buds) to see you walking into his room, a smile on your face and a box in your hands.

MS!Izuku who sits up on his bed, giving you a curious look and a small smile, greeting you with a small smile. “hey Y/n, what’s in the box?”

MS!izuku who is surprised when you offered it to him, softlt explaining how you got him a little something thanks to his hard day at school.

MS!Izuku who shyly accepts the box with a few “you didn’t have to do that”s and a couple “that’s really sweet of you”s

MS!Izuku who nearly bursts into tears when he opens the box to see a CD player, a speaker, and a few discs with SlipKnot’s ‘All Hope is Lost’ album, and Korn’s ‘Take A Look In The Mirror’ album burned into them. The best part? The CD case you’d bought him was All Might themed.

MS!Izuku who changed his mind and did end up crying, throwing his arms around you and thanking you, crying into your shoulder. God he was a sucker for small acts of kindness, but this? This was almost too much for his heart.

MS!Izuku who tenses as you say you have another gift for him, looking up at you for a split second, before he feels a soft pair of lips on his cheek.

MS!Izuku who blinked a few times before registering what happened, his entire face going red as he stammered out confused syllables, but nothing comes rant.

MS!Izuku who’s cut off with a press of lips against his.

MS!Izuku who knew he not only fell in love with metal, but fell in love with you too.

Felt silly while listening to Korn so wanted to write this. I love middle school Izuku sm. He’s my spirit animal.

We need more content with izuku. Thinking about pro hero izu with cocky reader. Definitely can be nsfw if you wanna <3

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Tch. I GOTCHU.

Pro hero!Izuku x Brat!Fem!Reader.

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Izuku sighed heavily as he walked into the apartment he shared with his beloved girlfriend. He’d had a rough day at work, and was pretty pent up with stress and a bit of frustration from chasing a villain that managed to get away thanks to his accomplice’s teleportation quirk.

He looked up to an empty apartment, humming softly before hanging his keys up on the hook. “Baby girl! I’m home!” Izuku called out, raising a brow when no response was heard.

Well, almost no response.

A soft meow brought his attention down, where his girlfriend’s cat, Noodle, rubbed against his leg. “Oh! Hey Noodle” he smiled wearily, crouching down and petting the gray cat. Noodle was a small comfort in the world of chaos he lived in, as was his girlfriend.

After lovingly giving Noodle a few head pats and pets, he stepped over the kitty, walking down the hall towards his shared bedroom, his skin practically crawling with need to be touched.

He walked into the bedroom, seeing his girlfriend, you, dressed in one of his hoodies, on the bed lazily scrolling through your phone.

Izuku huffed and crossed his arms, waiting for you to acknowledge his presence. You didn’t, but a smirk on your face showed you knew he was there. “Hey..I called for you..” your beloved boyfriend said with a pout.

You snickered softly and finally looked up “I know, but I wanted to stay in bed. I’m comfy~” you teased.

Izuku huffed. Figured you’d prioritize the comfy bed over his presence. You grinned as Izuku walked over, laying in bed in front of you.

“Hard day?” You asked with a more gentle smile, deciding to ease up on your teasing at seeing how his shoulders slumped. Izuku nodded into the mattress and you sighed.

You gently ran your hand up and down his back, feeling a little bad for teasing him. You didn’t like seeing Izuku in a funk like this. So, being the genius you were, you reached down and gripped his ass.

Izuku gasped and blushed before groaning “Y/n..” he muttered into the mattress, making you giggle. It was a warning tone, and after seeing how dramatically he got into bed, you could almost feel the pent up stress radiating from him.

You gently kneaded his ass with your hand, before giving it another slap “what? I’m just having a little fun~” you jested, your voice a singsong tone.

Izuku looked up at you with a warning glare “Y/n..don’t rest me right now” he mumbled, his tone matching the look in his eyes.

You brushed off his warning glare and comment however, before humming “hmm..it’s just been so lonely today..I’ve missed my big handsome man” you whined, laying back in bed with a pathetic sigh “I’ve been all alone with no one…”

Izuku felt his eye twitch before they narrowed. You were asking for it.

The way you were only dressed in his hoodie, likely not wearing anything underneath, your tone, your words- you were *begging* to be put in your place.

You sighed and rolled over onto your stomach, his hoodie hiding the swell of your rear and making it down to your mid thigh “too bad I’ve been so alone today” you sifhed dramatically and looked over at Izuku

The man’s patience snapped.

Izuku pushed himself up and shifted behind you “you fuckin’ brat” he growled. “You’re teasing me on purpose, and you know it.”

Izuku wasn’t fond of swearing, especially not at you, but goddamn when you teased him like that what did you expect? You gasped as he sharply slapped your ass, the sting going right to your head.

Izuku hiked up his hoodie and scoffed. “Figures. Not wearing anything underneath.” You blushed and sputtered a bit “I-i jus- ah!” You gasped as Izuku shoved a finger inside of your cunt, earning a shaky yelp from you.

“Shut up” he muttered, beginning to shove his finger in and out of you. The calloused digit rubbed against all of the right spots, earning breathy sighs and little hums from you “Izuku- oh fuck-“ you muttered, shaking with excitement.

Izuku suddenly pushed in a second finger, making your eyes widen a bit and your face turn even more red than it previously was. “God you’re so wet. I bet you were waiting all day for this, huh? Waiting for me to come home and stuff you full like the needy slut you are”

You groaned at his words, whining as he used his other hand to rub your clit harshly, your legs beginning to tremble “please-“ you gasped out “s-so good-“ Izuku knew exactly how to touch you to make you fall apart, he was so damn observant that he could make your cunt gush if he wanted to.

But he didn’t, he opted for dragging out your pleasure as much as he physically could, before you were a moaning shaking mess.

Izuku smirked as he removed his fingers from your abused pussy, your hole clenching around nothing. He felt even more satisfied when he heard your whimper of displeasure. “Aw. Is my little brat feeling under-stimulated?” He asked with mock sympathy.

You nodded shakily and he snorted “I suppose you should get to feel how frustrated your little teases left me then” he murmured, making your skin erupt in goosebumps.

You knew what was coming, and you couldn’t wait to have Izuku for the rest of the night.

Ty for the ask! It was super fun to write. And yes, I’m working on the other asks, dw dw.

Hi pookie 🥰

Was wondering if you could write Izuku x reader (fem or gn depending on what you prefer) where reader is a foreigner but also newly in Japan so they don't fully understand Japanese yet? I've seen this concept before and it can be so funny and sweet

No rush at all and thanks in advance 💕

The way I got so excited seeing this ask.

Y’all rush me, PLEASE give me ideas.

Anyways here we go!

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Starting at a new school wasn’t exactly what you had on your bucket list for this year. But thanks to a messy divorce between your parents (or insert any other reason you’d move to Japan idk brh) you and your mom end up moving to Japan.

You stare at the uniform you received with an unimpressed look. The last school you went to didn’t have a uniform, and this one looked extremely..uncomfortable.

You give a heavy sigh and throw it on, looking at the skirt with narrowed eyes. Seemed..short. You snatch some spandex from your closet and put them on underneath, they’re visible but who cares?

After saying goodbye to your mother (or father), you leave your apartment, heading down the street to the school you’d be attending, Aldrea Middle School.

You had done a little Japanese study before, but you couldn’t really speak it fluently- and you couldn’t read any kanji at all. You were worried because- well, you couldn’t speak the native language.

You told yourself you’d be fine, taking some deep breaths and assuring yourself that today was going to go great!

As soon as you stepped foot onto the premise, you could feel the eyes of the other students on you. Everyone..stared. It was to be expected, you definitely didn’t look Japanese, you were also a new face in general so..

You brushed off their stares with a smile, waving to the girls who stared at you as you walked into the building. Your face instantly soured as you walked in, feeling dread hanging over you.

God this was not going to go as well as you thought.

You walked to your first class, looking around with tense shoulders, more stares. “Figures as much” you muttered to yourself as you walked to an empty seat in the back.

You toss down your backpack and sit down, pulling out your phone and ignoring the whispers and sounds of the other students.

The bell rang and you let out a sigh of relief as the teacher walked into the classroom, looking up at the man.

“Today, we have a new student, she’s from (insert country), so try not to give her any grief” and with that, class started.

You let out a second sigh of relief, glad you didn’t have to stand up in front of the class and introduce yourself, and also glad that the teacher seemed to speak English pretty fluently.

As you were taking some notes, you watched an eraser whizz right past you, hitting a boy right in the side of the head. The boy simply sighed and went back to writing. Weird.

That happened a few times during class, people occasionally throwing things at the boy with curly hair. You raised a brow and watched as the other students whispered in Japanese while snickering and gesturing to the boy with curls.

You felt a little bad, wondering what he did to earn such treatment.

As class was dismissed, you looked down at the email on your phone with your schedule on it. You sighed and began to pack your things back into your bag, when you heard commotion. You looked up to see a blonde boy with two brunettes talking to the green haired boy.

You wondered what they were saying, but judging by the green haired boy tensed up, you figured it was nothing good.

You tried to ignore it, but a small yelp made you look up, only to see the blonde gripping the curly haired boy’s uniform. Finally, you couldn’t ignore it anymore. You puffed out your chest and walked over to them, before grabbing the blonde’s hand.

“Let go.” You said in English, however, the blonde just looked pissed. He narrowed his eyes and muttered something in Japanese, to which you assumed was an insult. “Hey! I said let go. You’re being rude.” You glared at the blonde boy, clearly not tolerating his treatment towards Curls (you’d affectionately labeled the boy with- you guessed it -curly hair).

The blonde let go of Curls, and turned to face you, to which you crossed your arms and frowned at him. He raised a brow and spoke in Japanese, narrowing his eyes at you and stalking closer to you, almost threateningly.

“You’re being rude. Mean. God you probably can’t understand what I’m saying.” You sighed and the blonde scoffed “You asshole” the blonde shot back. You couldn’t tell if he actually understood you, or if he just knew bits of English, like how to insult people.

You narrowed your eyes at him before huffing. You grabbed Curls by his uniform, grabbed your backpack and dragged him away from the blonde.

The boy with curly hair was staring at you in awe. You were..amazing!

You set him up outside of the classroom, smiling at him “hi, sorry for dragging you out like that” you said in English, hoping he understood you.

He just stared blankly at you and you sighed “oh great..” you mumbled before pulling out your phone, you quickly typed out what you said to him a second ago, and had google translate read it out in Japanese.

He brightened and shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck and holding up his other hand as he said..something.

You smiled a little, he was adorable despite not speaking English. You typed into the translator, asking him what his name was. The boy blushed a little bit smiled sheepishly “Midoriya Izuku” he said with a dimpled grin.

Your smile widened, and you felt a warmth spread in your chest. This boy was absolutely positively adorable. You pointed to yourself “Y/n, Y/n L/n” you spoke slowly, ensuring he actually understood what you were saying.

“L/n-chan?” He repeated, angling his head to the side “no no, Y/n” you corrected, smiling and trying to work with him, despite the language barrier.

Izuku blinked for a second, before smiling sheepishly “Y-Y/n-chan..?” He asked hesitantly, his cheeks a little red and his hands fidgety.

You nodded approvingly “that’s right! Nice to meet you Izuku!” You shook his hand, while he stared at you with a red face. Did you just call him Izuku..?

He smiled shyly and gently held your hand in his. He could tell the two of you were going to be good friends.

I love when y’all send me asks bc like, rhen I know what the people WANT. Anyways thank you for the ask! It was fun to write this!

I was just thinking about…Bunny!Izuku (🌸❤️‍🔥)

BECAUSE IM LITERALLY SEEING IT EVERYWHERE. ON PINTEREST ITS b u n n y ! I z u k u. ON TUMBLR ITS b u n n y ! I z u k u .

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Bunny!Izuku I like to imagine, loves to misplace your things. He’ll place your keys under the couch, your hair ties in the kitchen cabinet, and when you go looking for them, it’s a game to see who gets to them first.

Bunny!Izuku has his own room in your apartment, but basically doesn’t even use it, always sleeping in your room, with you. He shares most things with you, whether it be clothes, food, your bed- you name it.

Bunny!Izuku is spoiled rotten. He knows it too. You spend so much money on this little fucker, buying him whatever he wants when you two leave the house. (He is grateful though, and seeing his fluffy cotton tail wag just- makes you a different kind of animal.)

Bunny!Izuku is a brat. We all know this. We all love this. But what I headcannon him, is that he’s so much of a brat, that when you finally put him in his place, he’s a trembling, sobbing mess. (I.e; “Y/n! Oh- god- please- it’s so good. Harder- please Y/n- I’m such a brat- I know, please!”)

Bunny!Izuku who loves to cuddle, like, a lot. He’ll just find you in the house, and sit on your lap, or sit next to you, or hug around your waist- just something for that physical contact.

Bunny!Izu who hates it when you scold him. He’ll pout at you and stomp his feet on the floor. He’s a little brat and he knows it.

Bunny!Izu who gets pretty worn out after spending all his energy all day, and who will lay down to cuddle with you, whining for your attention and touch.

Bunny!Izu definitely pops a boner as soon as your hand is in his hair, scratching at the base of his ears and combing through his wild curls

Bunny!Izu who grips onto your shirt and looks up at you with needy eyes, pleading for you to touch him, to give him what his body’s begging for. (“Y/n..I..I need you..please..? I’ve been good today..”)

Bunny!Izu who whimpers loudly as you begin to gently pump your hand up and down his cock, slowly soothing the growing ache that had been building to a crescendo. His loud whines and feminine whimpers fill the room while you murmur soft praise to the bunny boy.

Bunny!Izu who can’t tear his eyes away from where you’re pleasuring him, his stupid tail trying to wag under him as he watches your hand ride up and down his cock, only drawing out more pornographic moans from the bunny.

Bunny!Izu who’s throwing his head back into the pillow, tears flowing down his face as he begs for more even though he’s just cum. (“Please- don’t stop please! It feels so good, god it feels amazing please Y/n!”)

Bunny!Izu who’s spent after a few more rounds of your gentle touches and overstimulation, his body trembling, his ears folded down, and his face covered in tears.

Bunny!Izu who thanks you shakily when you return from the bathroom with a wet wash cloth, gently wiping the remnants of his release from his abdomen and cheek, smiling softly and giving him a few soft kisses on his forehead.

Bunny!Izu who, as soon as you’re back in bed, is wrapped around you, cuddling into your neck while you gently scratch his ears, whispering sweet nothings to him. (“My sweet boy..you’re so cute Izuku..my pretty baby..my good bunny..”)

Bunny!Izuku who falls asleep every night knowing he’s loved and cherished, always taken care of, who knows you have his back no matter what.

Bunny!Izuku who is so thankful to have life better than most hybrids, and is so thankful for you, and who loves you unconditionally, the exact way you love him. Bratty flaws and all.

Part 2.

Ive been wanting to write bunny!izu for literally so long it’s not even funny. I saw like, 4 people write B!Izu head cannons/one shots, and if you did that, you’re awesome.

⋆˙⟡ Breathless. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader ⟡⋆˙

⋆.˚✮ Valentine’s Day story 8/14 ✮˚.⋆

Warnings; swearing.

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Enjoy my lovelies ✧˖°.

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What was a good way to describe how you left Izuku?

Breathless.

You were gorgeous, so so so sweet, and had the most pure heart. You were talented, drawing people in with your passion for what you loved, whether that be music, art, writing, or whatever else you may be interested in, Izuku loved how you were.

He often spaced out in class thinking about you, gazing at your soft hair and gentle eyes. You had no idea just how much this boy admired you. He practiced drawing you in his notebook, each wave of your hair, each curve of your face, everything.

Izuku knew his feelings were silly, he’d never truly felt love before, but he just knew this is what it was. It wasn’t some silly crush- no no no. He’d had a few crushes on a few boys from middle school, but none of them compared to his feelings for you.

Izuku would stay up late on the phone with you,

“You think? Dude, I’ve never even thought about it that way” you mumbled, looking up at the ceiling as your phone laid next to your head. Izuku’s soft laughter came in from the other side “I know right? I’ve gotten that reaction quite a few times, I know it’s nerdy.” You sighed and smiled softly. “Just cause it’s nerdy, doesn’t mean it isn’t invalid.”

going out to the arcades with you;

“Woah! You’re so good at DDR Midoriya!” You gushed with wide eyes, gaping as Izuku’s feet tapped against the colored squares on the DDR pad. “Go Midoriya!” You laughed and cheered, making the boy’s heart race at seeing your smile.

He’d even been vulnerable with you.

Izuku looked up at the stars, curfew long passed and most of the dorm asleep. You padded out and looked over at him “can’t sleep?” You asked softly. Izuku sighed and ran a hand through his messy curls. “You could say that” he said softly. You could sense the tension in the air, so you being the considerate and kind person you were, you gently wrapped him in a hug, which he reciprocated. Izuku let out a soft sigh and felt a few silent tears slide down his cheeks. “Thank you..” he whispered quietly.

The point was, Izuku was attached, his heart clinging to your smile, your laugh, your skills and your friendship with him.

You were so..amazing.

Izuku felt like he was leagues behind you, like he had to over-compensate, and that he did.

The boys were sparring out in the grass, the sky was dark and cloudy, the air cool against their hot skin.

Izuku looked up at the clouds and frowned. He didn’t want to get sick if it started to rain, and the thunder rumbling in the background didn’t seem to ease his worries.

You sat on the steps with Tsu and Uraraka, watching as the boys wrestled, cheering for them.

Izuku smiled sweetly as he saw you, however, he felt a drop of rain hit his skin, then another, then a third, until it was pouring. He shuddered as the cool water fell onto his skin.

“Guys! We should go in! We could get sick!” Izuku called to the boys, who were now slipping on the growingly wet ground.

Kaminari laughed, Bakugou groaning in disdain as the rain pelted him “fuck off Deku. I’m not letting some shitty rain stop me from kicking dunce face’s ass! Don’t be a pussy!”

Izuku blushed embarrassedly and looked over to you, who looked unimpressed with Bakugous words. He didn’t want to stay out in the rain, but with none of the other boys- not even Bakugou -going inside, he decided to follow the crowd to seem tough like them.

He definitely regretted that.

Izuku sighed softly as you blotted his forehead dry, his hair slightly sticking to his sweaty skin. “I’m sorry Y/n” he mumbled, his nose stuffy and voice nasally.

You sighed and smiled, shaking your head “it’s okay Midoriya, I know how dedicated you are to your training. Just, try not to get soaking wet in the cold rain next time, okay?”

He nodded and blushed as you gently cupped his cheek, tilting his face up to gently wipe away the sweat from his feverish skin.

In his hazy-ish, state of having a fever, his brain thought it acceptable to look up at you and smile softly, words slipping out before he could stop them “you’re..you’re amazing..Y/n..” he said before letting out a few nasty coughs.

You blushed a little and smiled, feeling a small flutter in your chest “aw..thank you Midoriya-“

“Izuku.”

“H-huh?” You paused your motions and cocked your head to the side. Izuku looked at you with furrowed brows. “Call me Izuku” he clarified.

Your eyes widened slightly and you felt heat crawl up to your ears “wait- that’s like..intimate..right? First name usage I mean..” you said as you tucked some of your hair behind your ear, looking away as you fiddled with the hem of your shirt.

Izuku nodded, smiling softly at your shy demeanor “I..I want to be closer with you..Y/n..I want you to use my first name..please..?”

You swallowed dryly, before smiling a little at him. “Alright…if you say so..Izuku”

His eyes widened and his heart raced in his chest.

God, there it was again.

That feeling you always gave him. That feeling of love and adoration.

The feeling of being breathless.

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I would have gotten this out sooner if I wasn’t being a nerd and trying to figure out how heavy the steel beam Izuku was lifting during his fight with Gentle Criminal was. Spoiler alert, 1,933.34 lbs - 2,400 lbs. you’re welcome.

⋆˙⟡ Falling. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader ⟡⋆˙

⋆.˚✮Valentine’s Day story 3/14✮˚.⋆

I feel like cavetown is Izuku’s fav artist, so here you go, one of my fav songs from them.

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Enjoy lovelies✧˖°.

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Izuku had no idea how he’d gotten to this point. He had no idea how he ended up here.

See, the thing was, Izuku was a fanboy at heart, and whenever he met someone with an amazing quirk or charming personality, he wanted to know more about them, and part of himself admired that person.

But this was different, and he didn’t know what it was.

He thought it was just admiring one of his friends, then he tried to blame his fanboy tendencies, but that never seemed to quell the flutter in his heart when you looked his way.

Whenever you so much as glanced at him, and gave him that toothy grin with your pearly whites, Izuku’s knees weakened and he found himself (sometimes literally) tripping over himself.

The worst part? He didn’t understand why.

Izuku was usually much better at handling his emotions or at least coming to realize his stance on things, but you flipped that on its head. It’s not like he had any problems with you! In fact, quite the opposite. He loved being around you, the casual way you two would make beaded bracelets and talk about nothing in particular made him feel at home.

The way you listened as he ranted about some video game or how you would ask him genuine questions about the hero he was talking about- he didn’t feel like a burden with you.

Izuku felt like you saw him for who he was, more than just a nerd and more than just a fanboy. He felt heard, he felt cared about.

He truly didn’t think much of the hugs, the affectionate ways you’d toy with his curls, the way you’d lean against him in the commons, or how you’d hold his hand as the two of you walked down the halls at school.

It wasn’t his fault he was so…oblivious, after all, he had no experience with girls, so he just figured this was one of the ways girls showed their value of their friends, he had seen you hug Mina, kissing each other on the cheek as you greeted each other, so maybe it was normal?

Izuku nodded to himself, it was definitely normal behavior, and it wasn’t like he was complaining, he didn’t exactly have a problem with you hugging around his middle, resting your head against him as you enjoyed the movie playing in the commons.

He lazily ran his fingers through your hair, not too focused on the movie as he thought about why his heart still sped up a bit thanks to your cuddling into his side.

Maybe he was just happy to have you around? But then why did his stomach flutter so lightly?

Izuku sighed softly and looked down at you, smiling a bit as he saw your head resting against his right peck, his arm around you and a blanket draped over your shoulders as his fingers combed through your silky locks.

He faintly felt his cheeks heat up as you closed your eyes, pressing your face to the muscle of his chest and letting out a heavy sigh, your eyes closed as you drank in his affection.

Izuku’s heart stuttered in his chest, and he felt a surge of affection wash over him. He smiled softly, feeling so incredibly lucky to have a friend like you trust him the way you did. It meant a lot to Izuku.

He was snapped out of his daze by your soft hum, and gentle voice. “Hey..Izuku?” You asked softly, your eyes half lidded and obviously tired. It made sense, the training from that day left a lot of the class worn and wary.

He felt his heart skip a beat. Your face was so cute-

What..? Cute..?

What a silly thought.

“Yeah?” He blinked away the odd thought that popped into his mind, smiling down at you warmly and trying to quell away the questionable blush on his cheeks.

You yawned and rested your head against the smooth plane of his shoulder “do you think you could walk me to my room?” You asked, your tone tired and soft.

Izuku smiled a little. In all honesty, he’d pretty much do anything you needed, and often he found himself a bit too eager to assist you. Need help carrying something? Izuku would offer. Did you need some help on the homework? Borrow Izuku’s notes. Need someone to rub your back? Izuku’s hands work the best.

He didn’t have a real reason why he loved assisting you, he didn’t feel like you were using his kindness for your personal gain, because he knew how much he meant to you (at least he thought he knew), and you knew how much you meant to him.

“Oh! Sure N/n, are you wanting to go now?” He asked, his cheeks warming slightly as you smiled up at him, the bleary look on your face rather.. no no no, not again, Izuku.

You nodded and yawned, tightening your arms around his middle “yeah..I’m getting pretty tired and am probably ready for bed..” you said quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone else who might have been watching the movie.

He felt that feeling rise in his chest once again, offering a nod to try and distract himself from the giddy feeling. “Kay, I’ll walk you. Cmon sleepyhead” he said softly, standing from the couch and gently taking your hand. Why did your touch always feel like the most pleasant electricity?

Kirishima looked up from his spot on the couch, his fingers slowly combing through Bakugou’s blonde locks. “Where are you goin’, Midoriya? You guys aren’t leaving already, are you?”

Izuku smiled and chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of his neck as you sighed and wrapped your arms around his waist lazily.

“Oh, N/n is feeling tired, I’m gonna take her to her room and I’ll be back out when she gets laid down” he explained, gesturing to your clingy and tired form, basically asleep on your feet while holding onto him.

Kirishima nodded slowly, his mouth making a small ‘o’ shape in realization “oh, I see” he chuckled a bit and smiled up at Midoriya “okay cool, come back out whenever you’re done.”

Izuku nodded and looked down at you “cmon N/n, let’s get you laid down, sleepy head” he murmured, an affectionate smile on his face.

As the two of you walked out of the commons, Kirishima sighed and smiled “Midoriya is so manly.” He commented, glancing to where they disappeared, before looking back to the group.

Mina raised a brow “what do you mean?” She asked from her place on the other couch, Uraraka also glancing up, her attention caught by mentioning her friend.

Kirishima shrugged as he gently petted Bakugou’s blonde locks, the sleeping boy slouched against the redhead “I dunno, he just is such a good boyfriend, you know? He’s taking his girlfriend to bed, making sure she gets there without any problems. Seems like a gentleman to me.”

Mina blinked, before laughing, bringing a hand up to her mouth to stifle her laughter.

Kirishima raised a confused brow and looked to Uraraka, who was also smiling and giggling a little. “What’s so funny? I don’t get it?” He mumbled, glancing between both girls.

Mina paused her giggles long enough to get a sentence out “they’re not dating.” She managed to get out, letting out a breath as her lungs caught up from her laughter.

Kirishima blinked and gaped. Izuku and yourself weren’t dating!? How the hell was that even possible? The two of you were literally cuddling right next to him, the way he was cuddling with Bakugou. His boyfriend.

“Wait..are you being serious?” He asked, to which Mina and Uraraka nodded “yeah, Deku isn’t really good with social interactions, in a sense that he has no idea Y/n is crushing on him. He thinks it’s casual.” Uraraka explained with an exasperated sigh.

Kirishima let out a huff of laughter, then shook his head “oh great, so he has no idea that Y/n is falling for him? Lovely. Should we tell him? Or tell her to tell him?”

Mina shook her head and smiled, waving off his concern with a lazy hand “nah, don’t worry about them, I’ve got a feeling they’ll figure it out..” she glanced off to the hallway where the two of you walked off, a reassuring feeling warming her chest.

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You and Izuku slowly walked to your dorm, the walk was filled with comfortable silence and the occasional comment. Your hand was in his, and your blanket was draped over your shoulders.

You glanced at him, seeing him smiling to himself about who knows what.

A sigh left your lips, and a deadpan formed on your lips. You’d been trying to express your crush on Izuku since the sports festival, but the boy was more focused on his dreams of becoming a hero than he was on getting a girlfriend.

You smiled a little and rolled your eyes as the two of you walked side by side, hand in hand. You were sick of his ignorance, and so tonight you were determined to make it obvious to the boy that you liked him.

The two of you approached your dorm, where Izuku stopped in front of your door and turned to you, a smile on his lips “here you are, Y/n. Are you gonna get some sleep?”

You nodded and yawned, rubbing your eye with one hand, using the other to loosely wave him off “don’t worry, Zuku, I’ll get some rest.” You smiled at him sleepily and stepped forward, wrapping your arms around his middle in a warm embrace, which he happily returned.

“Good, you pushed yourself during training today, I’m very proud of you” he said softly, his hand on the small of your back and the plane between your shoulder blades.

You blushed and smiled, closing your eyes and basking in his praise “thank you Izuku…that means so much coming from you..” you murmured, your cheek resting on his shoulder.

He felt that feeling flutter in his chest again, to which he blushed a little, smiling as he spoke “please, you saying that, sounds like I’m some pro hero” he mumbled bashfully

You scoffed and clung to him a little tighter. This idiot was either down playing how strong and amazing he was, or genuinely didn’t think he was anything special. Both were not great scenarios, in your opinion.

You huffed and rolled your eyes “you’re practically as strong as one” you grumbled into his shoulder.

Izuku simply smiled, knowing how you loved to compliment and uplift his work and progress. He didn’t like to admit it, but hearing you praise him, actually made his blood rush to his face and his confidence swell.

The two of you stood like that, before Izuku reluctantly pulled away “I’m gonna go back to the commons, okay?” He asked, placing a hand on your shoulder “please get some rest, and if you need anything, call me.”

You paused.

You’d totally forgotten how you were going to make your crush a bit more obvious to him.

He bid you goodnight, and you dumbly replied, your brain on autopilot as you began to panic.

You were gonna miss your opportunity!

“Hey Izuku!” You called out after he made it about halfway down the hall.

He turned and raised a brow “yeah? Did you need something?” He asked, his head tilting to the side like an intrigued puppy.

You trotted up to him and grabbed his hand, standing on your tippy toes to do the first thing your brain thought of.

Your lips met with his cheek, the smooth skin feeling so perfect under your touch.

Izuku stiffened and erupted into a bright red blush.

He watched as you pulled from his cheek and smiled warmly at him. “Goodnight, Izuku..get some sleep” you spun on your heel and bolted to your dorm, quickly dashing into your room.

Izuku placed a hand on his cheek and watched with a dumbfounded expression as you ran back to your room.

He finally understood what that feeling in his chest was.

It was falling in love.

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Literally SPEED typing so I can get this out on the 3rd and not the 4th I procrastinated AAA

HIYAAA could you maybe do something about teacher izuku with pro hero girlfriend/wife?? I was thinking of a scenario where his partner is always staying up, working on some hero stuff and he tries to lure her into bed to rest. Maybe include a making out session :3

Hiiii!!! I was literally gone all day doing things, so lemme cook you up someone good pookie. 💚

Slight smut warning. 18+

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You sat in your office, a hand running through your messy hair and your eyes stinging with lack of sleep. A heavy sigh slipped passed your lips as you dragged your hand down your face, glancing at the clock.

1:47 am.

Wonderful.

You still had quite a bit of paperwork to go through, and some emails to draft, and you’d been sitting at the goddamn desk since 10 pm.

“That’s what I get for being a procrastinator.”

You mumbled to yourself, sighing heavily and grabbing your pen again, continuing your painful paperwork.

You had been deep in your work, until you felt eyes on you. Your eyes flicked to your right, where you saw your lover, Izuku Midoriya, standing there.

“Sweetheart..what are you doing awake? You have to be awake for school in a few hours..”

You mumbled, your brows furrowing with concern as you spun in your chair, facing the tired man you called your boyfriend.

Izuku wasn’t wearing his glasses. His hair tousled and his tee (that was yours that he stole.) was loosely hanging off of one shoulder. He didn’t bother wearing pants to bed, the shirt was long enough to reach his upper thigh anyway, the black boxers wrapping around his muscular thighs.

“Come to bed..”

He mumbled, rubbing his eye with a slight pout on his face. It was obvious he was displeased with your current position in your office chair, and not in bed, holding him.

“Baby, I’ve got work I gotta do”

You said as a smile pulled at your lips, seeing your boyfriend sleepy and more than ready to have you in his arms warmed your heart.

Izuku whined in protest, walking over to you and grabbing your hand, bringing it to his lips.

“Please..? You’ve been working all evening..I haven’t been able to see you because of your paperwork..and it’s already 2 in the morning..”

Your boyfriend mumbled, pressing a few feather light, and sickeningly sweet kisses to your knuckles.

You sighed and leaned back in your chair, cupping his cheek with the hand he’d been kissing.

“Zuku, I need to finish my work. Why don’t you go lay down okay? I’ll be back in bed when I finish up these papers.”

Your tired eyes dragged to the desk as you gestured to the stack of papers, sitting on the desk and taunting you with the task of finishing them.

Izuku frowned, then, an idea popped into his head, and he grinned mischeviously. You looked up just to see your boyfriend shifting to sit in your lap.

You blushed and gently placed your hands on the sides of his thighs, feeling his boxers under your touch.

“Izuku..”

You said softly, slowly shifting your hands back around to the plump curve of his ass. Izuku blushed softly and cupped your cheeks, his calloused thumbs running over your skin with a careful touch.

You smiled a little and gave his rear a playful squeeze, Izuku rolling his eyes as you did so. He leaned in closer to your face, tilting his head to the side

“Why do you love squeezing my ass?..you weirdo..”

You laughed softly and shrugged, a grin gracing your features as you gently groped his plush curve.

“It’s not my fault you’re so curvy baby”

You whispered softly, to which Izuku blushed, glancing away as you leaned closer to his face.

“Shut up..don’t say that kinda thing..”

He muttered shyly, his eyes moving to yours. You smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.

“Well, at least let me show you how pretty you look, baby”

And with that, you pressed your lips to his. Izuku’s lipd were slightly chapped from him chewing on them, but they still had a certain softness that left you wanting more and more each time you kissed.

Izuku groaned softly, his hands moving to your shoulders, his fingers slightly digging into the fabric of your shirt as he kissed you with equal passion.

You softly bit his bottom lip, a whine leaving him and making you break the kiss only to chuckle, then your lips found his once again.

His hands moved to the hem of your shirt, sliding his fingers under it to feel the smith skin of your abdomen under his fingers.

Meanwhile, your hands moved to his thighs, gripping the curves and planes of his smooth skin, only covered by his boxers, which held a tent from his manhood.

You smirked while you broke the kiss, looking up at him as you ran a finger over the bulge in his boxers.

Izuku whined and bresthlessly moaned as you rubbed his tip through his boxers, giving you a half lidded, needy gaze.

“Sweetheart..don’t tease me please…”

He whispered, a flush on his soft, freckled cheeks.

You laughed softly and smiled up at him, a mischievous grin settling on your lips.

God you loved his whiny tone and flustered expression.

“Cmon, let’s take this to our bedroom, yeah?”

You asked, not wanting to tease him too badly, but also enjoying your affect on his body- seeing the way he physically responded to your touch definitely excited you.

Izuku vigorously nodded at your words, gripping your shirt tightly as a deeper red coated his cheeks. He knew what the hazy look in your eyes meant for him, and he felt a pit of heat grow in his stomach.

“Yes- yes let’s go”

Izuku gasped as you picked him up, loving being manhandled, even if you weren’t necessarily rough with him.

He knew he was in for a long night.

Ty for the ask, ilyyyyy!!!

So guys I’m low key gonna try and do a writing prompt every day with these starting feb 1. So look forward to those! <3

My wife @lgbtqplusultra and I are doing an art challenge to each other as our Valentine’s Day Presents- and I wanted to share in case anyone wanted to join in or follow along.

I included the prompt list I made for us below, any fandom or ship is welcome, any media type is welcome as well- I’ll be drawing Bakugo and Deku, but feel free to mix it up!

Barking. Growling. Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

Just some expression practice with him~ ✨️

Thinking about rich!reader (🌸)

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Rich!reader who enjoys nothing more than spoiling Izuku rotten, finding literally every excuse to blow their money on their former classmate.

Rich!reader who spends hundreds on Izuku despite his protests, I.e.; “Y/n! This figure was $400! Are you crazy?” Or “you shouldn’t spend so much on me..I feel bad..” but of course, they never listen to him, insisting that he deserves it for being such an amazing friend.

Rich!reader who gets more pleasure out of spending outrageous amounts of money on the boy they’ve been pining over since their UA days, than anything else the world has to offer.

Rich!reader, who spent ¥140,000 ($908.29) on a formal kimono for Izuku’s 20th birthday. He cried

Rich!reader who is obviously pining, but doesn’t outright say it.

Rich!reader who gets Izuku flowers every Monday, having them delivered to his classroom if they’re not able to hand deliver them themselves.

Rich!reader who keeps their arm around Izuku’s waist any time they attend a fancy hero gathering, always paying for Izuku’s drinks and anything he gets to eat at these extravagant places.

Rich!reader who, when they were in high school with Izuku, took him to one of the biggest hero expos in all of Japan (I’m talking buying plane tickets, expo tickets, hotel rooms, food and merch costs.)

Rich!reader who has no impulse control when Izuku’s birthday rolls around, or any holiday, frankly

Rich!reader who has their personal chef teach them how to make all of Izuku’s favorite meals, then surprises him with the finest ingredients in his favorite foods.

Rich!reader who’s a total sucker for the tears Izuku sheds when he sees the sweet and thoughtful gifts they give him.

Rich!reader who wants nothing more than to see all of Izuku’s needs met, and seeing him happy means more than any currency they could earn.

Rich!reader who ignores the smirks they get when the old class 1A triage goes out for drinks, and they always argue with Izuku on who’s paying his tab, only for R!reader to beat him in the race to get their cards out.

Rich!reader who’s not very good with words, and has no idea how to express their feelings for Izuku than spoiling him rotten, just like he deserves

Rich!reader who finally (with the help of their old classmates) asks Izuku out, to which he is over the moon, throwing his arms around R!reader and clinging to them tightly, saying that he’s been waiting for this for so long.

Rich!reader who buys Inko Midoriya a cute house in the same neighborhood as the house that they share with Izuku, along with buying her a new car. Because if momma Inko isn’t taken care of, how can all of Izukus needs be met?

⋆˙⟡Late night hangout. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Stoner!Reader.⟡⋆˙

Warnings; mentions of weed use, cursing and smut (including non-established relationship and virginity loss.) Minors DNI.

All characters in the fic are third years, and at least 18 years old. <3

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Enjoy .~•*

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Izuku’d been laying in bed for who knows how long, his mind refusing to shut off as he tried to rest. It seemed to be no use. He guessed it was anxiety, it made a lot of sense for him.

He sighed and rolled over on his side, hugging his pillow to his chest as a frown settled on his face. He just wanted to go to sleep, or at the very least- have a clear mind.

Izuku closed his eyes gently and was finally beginning to settle a little, when his phone suddenly went off.

He jumped and sat right up, before letting out a breath and grabbing his phone.

“Y/n..?” He mumbled, staring at your contact name, effectively set as ‘Bug.’

Izuku picked up the call, holding his phone to his ear “hey Y/n! What’s goin on?” He asked, curiosity covering up his fatigue and growing anxiety from laying in bed silently.

You took a deep drag from the weed cart you had, letting the smoke out with a lazy smile “Hey Zuku, ‘m kinda high as hell right now” you laughed breathily, coughing a bit afterward.

Izuku sighed and rolled his eyes, smiling “of course you are.” He knew about your little ‘habit.’ He also knew you weren’t the only one in the class who smoked or did marijuana in some form.

You let out a long sigh and closed your eyes, feeling your body spinning “Zu…I wanna cuddle” you whined, your high brain demanding the serotonin from Izuku’s gentle touches and soft caresses.

Izuku blinked and looked at the time. It was 2:24 on a school night, and you wanted to have him over? He blushed at the thought and shook off any impure thoughts.

“You want me to come over..now??” He asked incredulously, to which you nodded (despite the fact he couldn’t see you) and whined “please..? My balcony is already unlocked, so you can just..hop on it..right Bunny?”

He blushed and practically melted at that nickname. Izuku couldn’t deny the little bit of heat that dropped into his stomach at the prospect of hanging out with you after curfew.

He let out a long sigh, before smiling a little

“I’ll be there in five.”

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Just like Izuku had promised, he leapt onto your balcony roughly 5 minutes later, sliding open your glass door and shutting it behind him. “Hey” he greeted with a small smile.

You looked at him, your eyes half lidded and bright red, with a dopey grin on your face “there’s my favorite person”. You mumbled softly.

You were laid on your bed wearing a baggy tee and some loose sweats, the neck of your shirt dipping down and exposing some of your cleavage.

Izuku blushed as you opened your arms to him “cmere Bunny” he was actually so weak for that little term of endearment.

He dumbly walked over, sitting on your bed, before you yanked him down to cuddle with you.

Izuku was stiff for a moment, before he relaxed and smiled softly.

You shifted to lay on top of his form, resting your cheek on his chest as he played with your hair.

“Mm…feels.nice” you mumbled, to which Izuku nodded “it does. Did you know, cuddling is actually really good for your brain? It helps to reduce stress and boost positive emotions in the body.”

18+ beyond this point!.~•*

While he rattled off some random fact, you couldn’t help but focus on the bulge your thigh was pressed against. In your tired and high haze, you were trying to figure out what it was. Did he have his phone in his pocket or something?

Without giving it a second thought, you reached down and grabbed what was pressed into your thigh.

Izuku gasped and tensed, his face flushing red as a feminine whine left his lips “a-ah- Bug? What are you doing..?” He asked, clearly embarrassed about your hand positioning and the sound that left him.

You glanced up at his face before it clicked what you were touching. You grinned and shrugged “dunno, I wanted to know what was pushing into my leg” you said as you slowly dragged your hand up and down the clothed bulge.

Izuku’s eyes closed and rolled back at the touch, another little sound leaving his lips, somewhere between a gasp and a whimper “Y-y/n- oh god-”

He covered his mouth with his hand, shaking sligjtly at how good your hand felt.

His brows furrowed and he cracked an eye open to see you gazing at him with half lidded eyes “Izuku..” you whispered, in awe of his sweet little sounds.

Izuku felt his breaths pick up at your whispered iteration of his name. Her placed a hand over his mouth loosely and whined “Y/n…”

You blushed brightly and applied a little more pressure, but still kept your pace slow and gentle.

Izuku’s head fell back against the pillows as a soft hum of pleasure reverberated from his throat “god..that- that feels good”. He whispered shakily, his voice hoarse and his tone shy.

You smiled softly and sat up off of him. You placed your knees on each side of his hips, pressing your clothed core to his clothed cock.

Izuku’s eyes widened as you adjusted your positions, straddling his hips. “Wait- Y-Y/n- are you sure? Y-you’re high and I don’t- gyah!”

You cut him off with a roll of your hips “so sensitive” you mumbled to yourself. You placed your hands on the bed on either side of Izukus face.

He writhed under you, his brows knitted together as pleasure shot up his spine. Izuku’s voice bent in ways you’d never imagined, his tone whiny and so soft, so embarrassed as he let out a few small whimpers and mewls of pleasure.

You smiled a little as he gripped the sheets, peeling one of his hands away from the black sheets of your bed, and placing it on your hip.

Izuku looked up at you hesitantly, a shy expression in those round doe eyes. “Y/n..are you sure? Is this okay?” The sweet boy was always so worried about others, it made your heart melt in your chest.

You have a nod and leaned down, “‘m sure” you murmured gently.

Izuku just nodded at your words and closed his eyes fighting back a whimper as you gave another deliberate roll of your hips.

A groan left you, it just felt so good. Izuku’s cock was rubbing against you perfectly, it was hard under your weight, and sent shockwaves of white hot pleasure up your stomach and to your brain.

After a bit more of the slow grinding, you shifted off of his lap. You couldn’t take it anymore, you needed more.

Izuku looked down at you and tensed as you grabbed his shorts. You tugged them down, and he froze. You paused your movements and cracked a smile, before laughing.

There, wrapped around his lower body, were a pair of All Might themed boxers.

Izuku’s face dropped into a mortified one, and her covered his face “oh my god- I-I’m so sorry- I had no idea I was wearing these I didn’-“

You shook your head and smiled affectionately “Bunny, it’s okay, really” you waved him off “it’s not a big deal.”

Izuku peeked out from his fingers, feeling humiliated before he let out a sigh “you’re not..weirded out or anything..?”

You shook your head and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his manhood through the fabric of his boxers. You smiled up at him “of course not” you murmured softly “I couldn’t be angry or weirded out with a face that cute”

Your tongue slipped out to gently run across the head of his throbbing cock, feeling the warm precum that dampened his boxers.

Izuku tensed and gasped, blushing and letting his eyes fall half lidded “oh..Y/n..” he mumbled, placing a hand on the back of your head and gently feeling your hair between his calloused digits.

You smirked a bit as you gently tugged down his boxers next. You pulled away to slowly push down your sweats and underwear, exposing your lower half to Izuku’s shy gaze.

He blushed brightly and looked away, his body trembling with excitement, he was really about to do this- and with you of all people.

You smiled as you got back into his lap, cupping one of his cheeks while the other aligned his length at your entrance “Look at me, Izuku” you murmured gently.

He could barely hold your gaze, his body on fire and his doe eyes half lidded as he gazed at you “Y-Y/n..I-I’ve never done this before..” he said shakily. He was nervous about your reaction, but you simply smiled.

You gently tucked his hair behind his ear, “Zuku..I’m not worried about that..I’m gonna take care of you….alright?”

He gave you a nervous look, but seeing the conviction on your expression made him relax. Izuku let out a shaky breath and nodded “yeah..okay..I’ll trust you..”

You hummed approvingly “are you ready, love?” You asked, gingerly running your thumb over his cheek.

Izuku glanced down to his cock, quickly looking away at seeing how close you were to taking his virginity. His face exploded in a red blush, but he nodded “p-please..I’m ready” he said softly.

You smiled and nodded. Excitement and nervousness bubbled inside of you, before you let out a slow breath and carefully lowered yourself onto his aching cock.

His eyes widened and he let out a loud whine, “oh- oh Bug!” Izuku’s face was scrunched up with pleasure, his stomach tight and his fists balling up the sheets under him.

A drawn out moan slipped past your lips, and your eyes rolled back. You could feel every angry vein on Izuku’s length pressing against your insides, your walls tightly constricting around Izuku’s cock.

Izuku was a trembling mess, his bottom lip pinched between his teeth and his muscles taught like tight rubber bands.

You looked at his face and grinned, before rocking your hips. A moan tore itself from you, feeling Izuku’s thick and hard dick slip easily in and out of you.

Izuku writhed beneath you, gasping and panting, babbling mindlessly as you slowly rode his cock, your hips gently rolling and rocking in his lap “that’s it Izuku” you praised, carding your fingers through Izuku’s curly locks of hair.

He let out high pitched whines and whimpers, desperately clutching onto the sheets “Y-Y/n- oh god please don’t stop- ah!” A ragged moan tore from his lips, and he arched his back off of the bed.

“Good boy” you panted out, heavier moans and deep groans leaving you “fuck you feel so good” you muttered against the skin of Izuku’s neck, the added sensation sending stars into his vision.

He shakily reached up to cup your face in his scarred hands “please- please call me that again- please Y/n”

You raised a brow and felt arousal snap through your body. The knot in your stomach tightened and you groaned. You sat up a little more, sending his cock deeper into your aching core “fuck..you’re such a good boy baby” you moaned out.

Izuku gasped and closed his eyes tightly “Y-Y/n- I-I’m about-“ he let out a long and choked moan, the hot coil of pleasure in his stomach finally snapping.

You blushed, feeling hot ropes of cum shoot out of his cock and inside of you. You panted and swallowed, feeling it fill you full. Shakily, you lifted yourself off of his lap and shuddered at the feeling of being hollow, before laying beside him

“Christ..that’s so much..” you mumbled, to which Izuku blushed and looked away “yeah..” he panted bresthlessly “h-hyperspermia..”

You nodded and smiled, feeling sleepy affection wash over you.

“Stay the night..?” You asked sleepily, cuddling up to his side, to which Izuku flipped on his side to hold you face to face.

“Of course..” he mumbled back tiredly.

You yawned and let out a heavy sigh “goodnight Bunny..”

Izuku closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. “Goodnight Buggy..”

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First ever smut I’ve written on tumblr beforeeee..

Low-key stole the hyperspermia idea from @cvnt4him because I EAT their work bruh.

Anyways I’ve had strep or some throat thing going on for the past few days so I’m tired asf lol

Thinking abt yandere!reader x Izuku Midoriya (🥀💋)

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Yandere!reader who never considered themselves interested in romance, wanting to focus on their hero career.

Yandere!reader who enrolled into UA through recommendation, incredibly strong, a bit closed off with a front, but kind and polite ultimately.

Yandere!reader who always had a very strong stomach to blood and gore, not even batting an eye at limbs being horrifically ripped off in movies, or nails being plucked out.

Yandere!reader who fits in, but blends in also.

Yandere!reader who meets the sweet tortured soul of Izuku Midoriya and fell head over heels, instantly.

Yandere!reader who makes close friends with Izuku right off the bat, finding literally any excuse to talk to the boy.

Yandere!reader who makes it obvious who Izuku belongs to, being a bit extra touchy with the boy, a brush of the arm here, playing with his hair there. It was obvious.

Yandere!reader who listens to Izuku yap about anything he thinks of, gently playing with his hair while he muttered to them.

Yandere!reader who gets put on house arrest for a week because they beat the shit out of a third year for saying how Izuku looked too ‘skinny’ to be a hero, almost knocking out a tooth.

Yandere!reader who dismisses any comments about the fight, saying they- ‘asked for it.’

Yandere!reader who was a little pushy with their affection, but Izuku didn’t mind. After all, since when did anyone fight for his attention?

Yandere!reader who jumps at the opportunity to play seven minutes in heaven, rigging the game by specifically asking Mina to draw their and Izuku’s items from the hat

Yandere!reader who leaves a dark hickey in the middle of Izuku’s neck, making it obvious who staked their claim on the boy.

Yandere!reader who sneaks into Izuku’s dorm when he’s not around to steal his things, from littlw pencils to his boxers, if it’s in sight, it’s theirs.

Yandere!reader who begins to love bomb Izuku, giving him gifts and constant praise.

Yandere!reader who grins when Izuku pulls them away from the group while they’re out roller skating, the two of them alone on the side of the building.

Yandere!reader who grabs Izukus hips when he confesses, leaning down and whispering into his ear “I’ve been waiting so long to hear that from you, baby”

Yandere!reader who seems innocent and polite, with a greed for everything Izuku boiling under the surface.

Yandere!reader who promises to protect Izuku no matter the cost as they’re gently toying with his hair, the two of them cuddled on Yan!readers bed.

Yandere!reader who has Izuku right where they want him, he just doesn’t know it.

Not that they’d ever do anything to hurt him.

They’re his just as much as he’s their’s.

And he sure is theirs.

⋆˙⟡Sleep over. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙

I’ve had an Alani nu and a monster today so I’m SPEED typing lmfaoo

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You were excited. Your heart was thumping against your ribs as you bustled about your room, tidying things up. Your mom was out of town for the weekend on a business trip, so you and your boyfriend would be able to have a sleep over.

Did you have to do it in secret? Yeah, was it worth it? Absolutely.

Izuku’s mom wasn’t aware of your arrangements, and neither was your mom, but it’s not like you had any bad intent! Honest!

You had just finished cleaning when the doorbell rang “Yes! He’s here!” You laughed a bit as you dashed out of your room and down the stairs.

“I’m coming!” You called to Izuku.

You whipped the door open and there stood Izuku, looking a bit nervous but with a smile on his face “hey Y/n- I mean babe- I mean baby-“ he was still getting used to using pet names, and he was still a little shy when it came to them.

You laughed a bit “Zuku, don’t worry about forcing them” you gently kissed his cheek and pulled him inside.

“Okay! So I got stuff to make cookies and found a list of good hero documentaries for us to watch- oh oh! And I got stuff to make battery acid!” You excitedly rattled off things you’d done in preparation for the sleep over.

Izuku smiled as you rambled. That was one thing he loved about you- you sometimes went on tangents like he did. “Y/n..? Have you had any caffeine today?”

You laughed a little and nodded “I had a monster.” You said with a light red on your cheeks, rubbing the back of your neck as you bounced on the balls do your feet

Izuku smiled and sighed “those are so bad for you” he said as he gently grabbed your hands, his cheeks flushing red as you gripped his tightly, but not painfully.

“I know I know, but I don’t drink them often.” You smiled brightly “so, what do you wanna do first-?” You gasped dramatically and stood on your tippy toes, something you did when you were excited

“I bought us something- come on!” You said as you released one of his hands, practically dragging him up the stairs.

“W-woah! Baby- b-babe!” Izuku exclaimed as you quickly pulled him upstairs to your room.

He hadn’t even gotten a chance to take his shoes off! But you didn’t seem to mind as to opened the door to your bedroom and pulled him inside. You let go of him and walked briskly to your bed, holding up two hangers. One had Spider-Man PJs hung neatly on them, and the other had hello Kitty Pjs on them.

(These ^)

Izuku smiled fondly as you proudly held up what you’d bought “look! We’ll match!”

He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck “I assume the Spider-Man is for you and the hello Kitty is for me?” He asked

You giggled and walked over, nodding and kissing his cheek. “So smart” you praised sweetly.

Izuku stiffened and blushed so red he matched the pj pants in your hand. He felt a goofy grin pull at the corners of his lips, his heart beating a little harder in his chest.

A little later .~•*

In the span of a few minutes, you and Izuku had put on your PJs. He looked adorable. His hair slightly messy from pulling the shirt over his head, and his cheeks red.

You gasped and squealed “oh my god you’re adorable!” You cupped his cheeks and pecked his forehead.

Izuku blushed and laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “You think? I wasn’t sure about them since they..don’t fit the greatest.”

The shirt wasn’t quite long enough to reach the waist band of the pants, a bit of his v-line exposed. The pants were tight on Izuku’s ass and thighs. Thanks to his shoot style and leg work outs, his lower body was chiseled.

You blushed and looked away, before giving him a less than pure glance “I know so” you mumbled.

He noticed your gaze and covered his face “stop looking at me like that” Izuku whined embarrassedly, feeling heat crawl up to his ears.

You took a step closer and gently grabbed his hips, pulling him close to you. He rested his hands on your shoulders and gave you a half lidded, shy gaze. God you loved that face.

You smiled and leaned in “you’re so pretty baby” you praised softly, only making Izuku’s cheeks redden even further.

“Y/n..” he whined, “stoop..” he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and hid his face in the crook of your neck and shoulder.

You laughed lightly and pulled away from him a bit. He reluctantly lifted his head to look up at you with a shy and embarrassed look. You leaned down and softly kissed his forehead “I love you, you know that?”

Izuku felt his heart leap. Any time you said that to him, his heart lurched in his chest. He melted anc cupped your cheeks “I-i love you too”

You blushed a bit before leaning down and gently catching his lips in a kiss.

.~•*

The two of you ended up making out a bit, Izuku ending up in your lap as you ran your hands across his chest and down to his ass, gripping the curves and planes of his body while he whined and whimpered into the kiss, his body burning under your touch.

You softly kissed the sweet spot on his neck, your lips slowly trailing up and down the soft skin. “Y/n- ah-” he angled his head back as a soft, feminine moan slipped past his chewed lips, his cheeks red.

You smiled against his skin “I love you Izuku” you murmured, your voice gentle and affectionate.

He let out a little whine and bit his lip “I love you too Y/n” he said shakily as he trailed his hands up the nape of your neck and to your cheeks.

You pulled from his neck and smiled at him. Your heart swelling with affection as you looked up at him.

Izuku gazed down at you shyly, but sweetly, his round doe eyes so sparkly and holding so much affection.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead, one he relaxed into “wanna watch a movie?” You asked.

Izuku fidgeted shyly, picking at his cuticles “can we watch Blues Clues?” Iykyk

You laughed lightly and smiled at him, feeling warmth spread through your chest and cheeks “of course we can.”

He brightened and smiled “yes! I love you Y/n!” Izuku hugged you tightly and nuzzled into the crook of your neck, making you chuckle a little and pat him on the back. “I love you too, nerd. Now cmon, I’ll turn it on.”

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Tehe cutesy little fic I thought of <3

⋆˙⟡Cigarette. Pro Hero!Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Detective!Reader⟡⋆˙

Warnings; mentions of violence, smoking, swearing, death, arguing.

I’m just feeling creative today ig! Anyways, here we go! .~•*

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You’d been driving around in your black car, dressed in your black blazer with your white button up and tie. Your radio had been very quiet recently, and with the new number one hero, it wasn’t surprising.

Your stoic expression remained that way, even with the peace that settled over your area, your features stayed stern.

You were enjoying the quiet, and the sunset. You glanced out your window, your mind racing with several thoughts as you did so.

Your moment was cut short, however, when your radio went off.

“Lieutenant L/n, there’s been a homicide. Can you meet on 32’nd street ‘n Ridge? Pro hero Deku called it in.”

A sigh left you as you grabbed your radio, responding with your firm and tired voice “I’ll be there. I’m in the area” you sighed as you put your radio on its hook on your dash.

Annoyance twitched at your eye and you grabbed your pack of cigarettes laying on the center console “of fuckin course he did” you mutterwd as you put a cigarette between your lips and grabbed a lighter, sparking the flame to light your cigarette.

.~•*

It didn’t take long before you pulled up on the scene. Cop cars and pro heros littering the yard with ‘CRIME SCENE’ tape lining the perimeter.

You stepped out of your car with your cigarette between your lips. You took a long drag, savoring the burn of the nicotine against the back of your throat.

Your shoes meet the grass as you walk up to a group of officers and the damn hero himself. Ignoring the bitterness for the mop of green hair and tall physique, you turn to the officers.

“What’s it looking like?” You mutter, placing your pack of cigarettes in the inside pocket of your blazer.

The officer sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. By her distraught appearance. You can tell she’s a rookie. “U-uh..I-it’s a kid..ma’am” she manages to choke out over the nausea in her throat.

Your expression remains the same, but you feel a sickening anger in your stomach. “Right.” You turned to Deku, your expression stoic as you removed your cigarette from your lips. “And you called it in?”

Deku’s expression was tense, a bit distraught, like the officers. “Yeah. I responded to the call from my agency, but by the time I got here, the perpetrator was actively leaving. His quirk let him get away..” he gave a tentative nod to finish his statement, trying not to seem as down as he felt.

You sighed, cigarette smoke leaving your mouth and nose “right. So you didn’t get here fast enough?”

Your comment caught Izuku off guard. His shoulders stiffened and he opened and shut his mouth for a second, before his shoulders slouched and he looked down “No, I didn’t, lieutenant.”

You hadn’t meant to snap at the pro hero, much less the number one, but when there was the death of a minor you were dealing with, it made you more irritable than you already were.

You sighed and turned “alright, whatever. ‘M goin in.”

“Hold on a minute, Y/n” you heard a gruff, familiar voice speak to you. You almost groaned out loud as that chuckle approached “Now’s not the time, chief.” You turned to view the chief of police, Saiko.

Saiko smiled at you, he’d given you a lot of training before you decided on homicide for your field. He was almost a father figure to you. “You haven’t even heard what I have to say, not very different than how you were as a rookie.”

His electric blue eyes rested on you, and you finally turned to look at him. He was a tall, broad shouldered man with deep brown hair and bright blue eyes, worn slightly by time but with an old man’s humor in them.

You sighed and flicked the ashes off of the tip of your cigarette “yeah well, I’ve definitely got the head on my shoulders to warrant such actions” you commented, not really serious.

Saiko chuckled gruffly “Cmon kid. I need you to hear me out on this. Deku here said he saw the perp, you need him.” He said as he placed a hand on Izuku’s shoulder, who’d been standing there awkwardly, very much sensing your animosity towards him.

Your eyes widened ever so slightly “What? You want him to help me?” You asked incredulously, almost dropping your cigarette.

Saiko only nodded, grinning with his scruffy mustache “that’s exactly what I’m saying.”

The three of you stayed in silence before you opened your mouth to protest, however you were quickly shut down by Saiko’s warning look.

You clammed your mouth shut and gritted your teeth together. Great. Now you had to work with the big crybaby of a number one hero. Lucky you.

“Fine.” You mutterwd as you grabbed Izuku by his arm “Cmon Deku.”

Izuku stumbled as the two of you walked into the house. His stomach churned with the smell of blood in the air.

The two of you walked through the house, your cigarette sligjtly masking the smell of blood and stale dust. The house was messy as all hell, clothes, food, furniture, news paper- it was all strewn about like a hurricane had gone through the whole damn house.

Your eyes flitted about the room, and Izuku cleared his throat “s-so uhm..Mrs. L/n, ri-?”

“Ms.” You corrected sharply “and its Lieutenant to you. Or detective.”

Izuku stiffened, correcting his posture as you napped at him. He felt a bead of nervous sweat prick his forehead. He cleared his throat and nodded “Lieutenant L/n” he mumbled.

You sighed and shook you head before turning to walk down a hallway.

This was gonna be hell.

Some weeks later .~•*

It had been roughly a few weeks since you and Deku began working the homicide case Saiko put you two on.

It hadn’t been as bad as you thought. It wasn’t great by any means, but it definitely could have been worse.

You and Izuku often met in quiet diners or ended up in your car, looking over evidence and going over suspects and family of the victim. He was even there for some interrogations, acting as an intimidating figure.

The case was moving along as it should, collecting tips and information and going over everything throughly.

However, what you didn’t know, was how amazing Izuku was with you. You were beautiful. So strong and intelligent with a stoic demeanor that made his heart flip in his chest.

He knew it was stupidly since you had some weird thing against him, but he couldn’t help it! I mean, had you even seen yourself!?

He saw how hard you were working to solve this case. The bags under your eyes giving you away, and it did worry him. How could your mind stay so sharp if you were always so tired?

Today, the two of you were going to spend an entire day together. Izuku’s heart raced at the prospect. He shook his head as he stood in line at the coffee place, his cap on along with his glasses, with his head tucked down so no one recognized him.

Izuku grabbed two coffees, leaving and getting in his car. He places the cups in the cup holders and drove out of the parking lot.

As he drove, he thought. It wasn’t just you that was propelling him every day. He wanted justice for the victim. Izuku had always had a very strong sense of justice for what he thought- no- knew was right.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he thought about the girl whose blood had been shed and he frowned.

The two of you were going to solve this case.

.~•*

Izuku walked into the police station, a small smile on his face as he warmly greeted the officers. “Y/n is in her office” one of the officers called, making Izukus cheeks flush as he smiled “great! Thank you!”

He walked down the hall, before spotting your open door. Izuku lightly knocked and peeped his head in the door. “Hey” he greeted softly.

You looked up, cigarette in one hand and files in the other “Deku.” You greeted with a nod. Your eyes eventually landed on the coffee cups in his hands and you raised a brow.

Izuku looked down at his hands before brightening “oh! I brought you coffee! I hope you like it!” He walked over and placed one of the cups on your desk.

You looked at the coffee with slightly raised brows. He thought of you? You looked up at him before taking the coffee “thank you” you mutterwd before sipping on it.

Izuku waved off your thanks, muttering something under his breath shyly. Internally, his heart was racing. You hadn’t given him any sass or a bad attitude like you usually did! Was this progress?

You glanced up at his face and sighed “Sit”

Maybe a little progress?

Izuku nodded and quickly sat in front of your desk, to which you sighed “not there, how are you gonna read files like that?” You muttered. You gestured to the spot next to you “over here”

Izuku’s eyes widened and he felt an embarrassment crawl up his cheeks in the form of a blush. “Oh- right- sorry” he quickly scooted over to you, moving his chair to sit next to yours.

His heart fluttered a bit as your cologne hit his nose. It wasn’t perfume, it was cologne. Musky with a hint of citrus.

You began to talk about some potential suspects, gesturing to different pictures. He nodded along, trying his best to focus, but his eyes did flick over to your lips every once in a while.

You glanced over, your lips parted as you locked eyes with him. Izuku hadn’t realized how much he’d been leaning in until he saw how close your lips were to touching his.

The both of you lingered, before you looked away and he leaned out of your space “sorry! Sorry-“ he quickly stuttered, fully expecting you to snap at him.

You however, sipped your coffee and blushed a little, hiding it from his gaze as you looked away “it’s fine.” You mumbled, feeling a bit docile today.

Huh..

Weird.

.~•*

Later that day, the two of you were driving in your car. You had Izukus window down a bit, and your elbow on the lip of your car door. Your slender fingers on the wheel as you drove.

“I think we’re on the right track. Just like with-“ your speech was cut off by a stomach growling. You looked over to Izuku, who was red in the face.

“Oh- crap-“ he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, and you didn’t know if it was his sheepish rambling he did after his realization, or if you were just in a good mood, but you glanced over at him, not only did you smile a little, but you laughed.

His eyes widened at your chuckle, and his heart pounded in his chest.

He’d never seen you smile before.

Never heard you laugh before.

But he could really get used to that sound.

.~•*

Time seemed to fly by, and day by day, you warmed up to Izuku, even regarding him as ‘Midoriya’ every once in a while. The two of you had grown further in the case as well, and you were so close to solving it. You’d narrowed down the list of suspects to 2 men, and the evidence was wracking up.

You and Izuku had been busting your asses to solve this case, and things were going smoothly despite the setbacks- and there were a few.

Both of you started to spend more time together, grabbing dinner, lunch or coffee more often. You really lightened up to Izuku, and he you. Except, you kept getting this weird pulling feeling when you were around him.

You didn’t understand it, he just looked so different to you know. His sense of justice and determination to solve the homicide on your hands, his curls, his laugh, smile, his boyish cheeks with freckles and dimples..

What was this feeling..?

.~•*

As of now, it was dark, the two of you in your car parked in the parking lot of a closed down gas station. You each had take out in your laps. You were telling some random story from high school, the window open as you smoked lazily with your cigarette.

“Christ- yeah. His name was Danny, and he was a total ass.” You chuckled, a sound Izuku could never get enough of.

He smiled and laughed a bit, some rice stuffed in one of his cheeks “yeah! With what you told me, he sounds like it!” Izuku agreed with a bit of a mouthful.

You gave him a look and snorted before rolling your eyes “Christ, swallow your food.” You glanced at the sauce on his lip and sighed “you’re so messy”

He blushed and quickly wiped his jaw, chuckling after he swallowed his bite of rice. “Ah! Sorry!” He smiled sheepishly. Damn that boyish smile and his stupid cute curls and-

You shook away those thoughts before sighing.

Izuku hummed before smiling softly down at his take out that you bought his mind pacing in his head as he tried to think of what to say. “Thanks for buying dinner, lieutenant-”

“Y/n”

Izuku blinked as he stared at you for a second “e-excuse me?” He mumbled, his brain a bit lost. Were you correcting him?

“Just call me Y/n.” You said calmly, though your hands were clammy. Your eyes glanced over to Izuku. He was red in the face and smiling softly.

“Got it..Y/n” he murmured to you with a gentle tone.

You looked over at him, and he looked over at you.

The streets were silent..

The world seemed to stop as the two of you gazed into each other’s eyes.

Izuku placed his elbow on the center console and leaned in closer. You followed suit, not in control of your actions as you cupped his cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

You and Izuku stayed in that kiss for a moment, his hands coming up to gently cup your cheeks.

As your lips parted, your eyes slowly fluttered open and your hands gently moved down to his neck.

The two of you just sat there, before you looked away from him. “Sorry..I don’t know what came over me” you muttered, to which Izuku shook his head and smiled softly down at you “d-don’t apologize.”

You glanced at him, before the two of you pulled away.

Oh boy..

More months later.~•*

Since the kiss in the car, the two of you had been less professional outside of work. Using first names and being a bit affectionate with your words and actions.

That wasn’t all of the good that had began to come from him..

.~•*

You had been in the courtroom with Izuku and the rest of the prosecution team. It’d been months since the two of you had been paired together for this case, and now you were sitting in the courtroom about to convict the two men who took a life of a teen girl.

You were tense, Izuku noticed. You’d been so worried about gathering the evidence, organizing everything perfectly to lock them up for life with no possibility of parole. You’d been smoking so much more recently.

He gently placed his hand on your bouncing knee, making you look at him and his soft smile.

You sighed softly and looked up as the judge and jury came back to the room.

The judge sat down and let out a sigh. After a bit of talk, he cut to the chase.

“For the murder of Sakiea Kento, the two of you will be serving each a life sentence, along with 37 years for destruction with evidence, with no possibility of parole.”

A weight lifted off of your chest and you smiled softly, clapping with everyone else in the courtroom.

Izuku smiled and gently gripped your knee “you did it.” He whispered over to you.

You simply chucjled and shook your head, standing with the rest of the crowd and Izuku. “We did it” you corrected.

He smiled softly, his chest swelling with affection and relief.

They brought justice to the victim.

.~•*

The police station was holding a party to celebrate the long case coming to an end. Izuku however, couldn’t find you anywhere.

He stepped out onto the roof and hummed softly as he saw you standing there. “Y/n..?”He called out.

You looked over and sighed, fatigue and something else in your eyes “Midoriya. You should be down with the others.” You mumbled.

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly “ditto. So what are you doing up here?” He walked over to you and leaned against the railing next to you.

“Thinking” you replied softly, your hair fluttering gently in the breeze as you spoke. “About the girl…I wish there was more I could do.” You admitted.

Izuku nodded and rubbed his arm “you did everything you could. You couldn’t prevent her from being killed..but you brought her justice..that’s all that matters in the end.”

You glanced over at him with a tired look “she was a child” you muttered, a tear slowly welling in your eye.

Izuku stiffened before cupping your cheek “hey- hey hey hey- don’t cry..” he thumbed away your tears with his calloused fingers, sighing softly.

You let out a shaky breath and looked up at him.

Your eyes told hin everything. He leaned down and softly kissed your lips.

You gently cupped Izukus cheeks and let out a soft sigh into your kiss, a soft hum of pleasure leaving her throat.

Once the two of you broke from you kiss, you smiled. You turned and looked away from his face, before pulling back. “Damn you and your lips.” You muttered.

He smiled as he watched you grab your pack of cigarettes. He put his hand over yours “you should try and quit smoking, you know.”

You glanced down at his hand, then at the cigarettes. A warm feeling rose in your chest as you sighed and smiled.

“Yeah..you’re right.”

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⋆˙⟡Drunken confessions. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙

Warnings; swearing, alcohol, suggestive themes

Thought of this randomly. Enjoy lovelies.~*

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You stood off to the side in the 3A dorm commons, a cup of punch in your hand that you’ve had since the beginning of the party.

You weren’t a huge fan of parties. Not that you weren’t social- that wasn’t the problem. You’d known these people since your first year of UA, you all were tight knit.

It wasn’t the people there, it was the music, the heat- the way your head pounded thanks to the dim lighting, contrasting with the bright LED’s strewn about.

You sighed softly and rubbed your eyes, trying to ebb away the throbbing behind them, only for the loud ass music to destroy your progress.

You only glanced up at the sight of Bakugou yelling obscenities to the choice of music, his speech slurred and his party wear disheveled.

A sigh slipped your lips as you have a deadpan to the drunken blonde. It wasn’t rocket science to figure out who’d spiked the punch, hence why you cling to the one cup you’d had at the very beginning of the party.

You didn’t like to drink- you didn’t like being drunk, in your opinion, it was a not so great feeling.

Deciding you’d had enough of the constant singing and loud bass from the music, you wandered off, placing your cup on a random table.

The halls were still faintly filled with the sound of the party, as you slipped out. The air was warm and soothing against your skin. Early June was so forgiving in it weather.

You closed your eyes and sucked in a slow breath, smiling softly at the way the fresh air brought some clarity to your foggy brain.

The peace was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and closing behind you. Your nose caught the scent of alcohol, and you turned, your eyes widening when you saw who stumbled out of the door.

“Izuku?” You asked, in disbelief at his state.

His hair was messier than usual, and his cheeks were bright red. His eyes were a bit lidded and his clothes were a bit wrinkled “oh! H-hey Y-Y/n!”

He smiled and walked staggered over to the railing of the patio. He stood next to you and looked up at the sky, trying not to appear as drunk as he was “p-pretty night..hic..”

You looked over at him with concern, but pushed it away to look up “isn’t it?” You murmured.

Izuku peeled his eyes away from the sky to stare at you “yeah..very beautiful” he murmured, a goofy grin spreading on his boyish face.

You glanced over and chuckled, raising a brow “why are you looking at me like that?” You asked, placing your arms on the railing and resting your chin in your palm.

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck and looked to the side, blushing brightly. He was drunk, and his tongue was more loose than usual, he felt a bit more shy, but also had a bit more confidence? Maybe it was just foolish assurance of himself.

“B-because- hic -you’re…you look..you’re very pretty..”

Your eyes widened a bit as you heard his drunken words. You looked away and bit your cheek, a smile pulling at the corners of your lips. “You’re just saying that because you’re drunk” you insisted, hoping your words were wrong.

Izuku let out a huff, smiling a bit. He looked a bit shy still as he fiddled with his shoulder length curls “am not..” he replied softly.

You looked over at him and placed a hand on your blushing cheek. “So you really think I’m beautiful?” You murmured, eyeing him from the side. Your heart gently fluttered in your chest at the timid look Izuku carried on his expression.

He continued to fiddle, shifting his weight from one leg to the other as his drunken mind tried to come up with something “y-yes..Y/n..you’re so pretty..”

You felt another wave of heat rush to your face and up to your ears. Here he was; Deku, the ridiculously strong and stupidly beautiful hero-in-training, with his shoulder length curls and freckled cheeks, his skin almost sparkling in the moonlight- and his eyes.

You looked off to the side and chuckled softly “well..you’re pretty cute yourself..” was your drink spiked? Hell you didn’t know, but you found words leaving you before you thought about them.

His eyes widened, and he looked off to the side “y-you can’t just say that..Y/n” Izuku mumbled shyly. He glanced over at you, feeling as if his body was moving on its own as he shuffled a bit closer.

You quickly looked over at him, blushing a bit more as he got closer. “Why not? It’s true..” you mumbled, rubbing the back of your neck as you turned to face him, stepping a bit closer yourself. “You’re really attractive..Izuku..”

Izuku’s cheeks, those freckled cheeks with his stupid dimples that made you swoon, reddened. He loved the way you said his name. After he’d saved your life from a villain in your second year, you two agreed to use first names, and Christ did he love it.

His stomach fluttered with butterflies as he stepped closer as well “th-thank you..you have no idea how much that means to me” he slurred out. His brain was foggy, and when he grabbed you by your hips, he barely registered it.

You gasped as he pulled you closer, sligjtly stumbling at the sudden movement. “Shit! Izu-“ you were cut off as you tripped over his foot, stumbling forward and grabbing his hip.

Your hand found the wall behind him, and his back landed with a soft thud.

Izuku looked up at you with half lidded eyes. The two of you stared at each other, before a string pulled at your chest.

You leaned down and captured his lips in a kiss, one he hastily returned, his fingers combing through your hair as soft whimpers and feminine sounds left him.

You softly groaned into the kiss, gently nipping and teasing his bottom lip. Izuku gasped and moaned softly into the kiss, gripping your shoulders.

The two of you sloppily made out, you trailing your hands over Izukus abdomen and chest, while he gripped your arms in his hands, trembling.

It was a hot minute before you pulled away, dazed and flushed. Your cheeks bright red and eyes half lidded. Izuku’s eyes fluttered open as he looked up at you.

“Izuku..” you murmured softly, your heart racing in your chest. “I like you” he mumbled “a-a lot- I’ve liked for you so long- I-“ he ran his fingers through his hair shakily as his words slurred a bit. His mind was foggy and his speech was a bit incoherent. He mumbled, looking up at you shyly.

You smiled at his drunk babbling, your heart squealing at how red he was. “Izuku, you’re alright” you gently stroked his cheek and spoke softly “I like you too”

Izuku’s eyes widened and his heart sped up “you..do..?” His tipsy brain couldn’t fully grasp the concept of you actually returning his feelings.

Tears welled up in his eyes and his bottom lip quivered “y-you like me?”

You stiffened, then smiled and gently cupped his cheeks, wiping away his tears with your thumbs “Izu, yes, I like you, okay? I’ve liked you since we were stupid first years.”

He hiccuped and hugged you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder. You let out a sigh. This bulky teen boy was clinging onto you and crying his eyes out like a baby.

God you were head over heels. His tears didn’t even bother you. You loved him for who he is, tears and all.

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YIPEEE finally finished this one. Enjoy cuties 🫶🏻💚

⋆˙⟡Panic Attack. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙

A fic with maybe a tiny bit of angst and reverse comfort.

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Izuku woke up with a smile. You'd invited him to go roller skating after school today! You. His crush. He sat up and stretched, his muscles a bit achy from training and working out the previous day.

A yawn left his lips as he began to think about the day. He stood from his bed and rubbed the remaining fatigue from his eyes. Izuku started to his bathroom.

Izuku's thoughts began to wander as he himself wandered to his bathroom. He smiled as he began to think of you. Your pretty hair, gentle eyes and your laugh. He really thought you were amazing.

He had such a large crush on you, after all, you were amazing! You were intelligent, strong, determined- you never gave up no matter what the world threw at you. You were so confident, and nothing like him.

Oh..

Right..

He frowned as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. Izuku sighed. You were so beautiful, and he'd been getting so excited about this 1 on 1 hang out session, that he totally forgot.

You were just being friendly.

There was no way around it. He couldn't honestly believe you liked him. There was no way. You were so effortlessly cool and wicked smart with cool talents and hobbies..

..why would you bat an eye at a worthless no one like him?

Izuku felt his thoughts start to spiral, feeling his heart starting to crack in his chest. He took a deep breath and turned on the faucet in his bathroom, cupping his hands under the stream of water and splashing his face with the cool water.

However, the water couldn't pull him from the insecurity and growing doubt bubbling in him. He looked at his reflection, his hands tightly gripping the sink as he stared. Izuku had wild and messy hair, his stupid freckles he was embarrassed of, the slight dark circles under his eyes from late night studying and his whack sleep scheduel.

As he stewed on his appearance, he began to think back to his personality. He was a nerd, definitely, and had some obsessions. Surely, NO ONE would bat an eye at such a-

"Creep!"

"weirdo..."

"Deku!"

"Quirkless freak."

"Defenseless!"

"Wannabe"

Suddenly, Izuku wasn't in the bathroom of his UA dorm, he was right back in the damned middle school classroom. All alone. Just like he deserved.

Izuku's breaths picked up as he backed away from the mirror, his back hitting the wall. His eyes welled up with tears as he started to re-remember the horrible things that had been said about him/to him.

He felt himself begin to cry, but couldn't hear it. He felt dizzy, he felt sick. Izuku slowly melted to the floor, panting and beginning to sob as he grabbed at his throat, trying to breath.

Air didn't fill his lungs.

He felt so scared..

So alone..

so..hopeless..

Meanwhile .~*

You, Uraraka, and Iida, had been waiting to walk to school with Izuku like usual. You checked the time on your phone and hummed, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear in thought. "Hey guys? Freckles doesn't usually take this long to get ready in the morning, does he?"

Uraraka hummed and rubbed her chin, also glancing at the time on the clock on the wall. "Yeah, you've got a point..is Deku not feeling well?"

Iida glanced at the both of you, before taking a step towards the boys' hall. "I'll go check on hi-"

Uraraka giggled and stepped in front of Iida "Hey Y/n~ you should go check on Deku!" She said with a mischievous smile, typical Uraraka.

You blushed and rubbed the back of your neck, sighing and looking away with a bashful expression "Don't say it like that, I know exactly what you're getting at- it's not like that."

The girls had noticed your not so little crush on Izuku, and pounced on you. Hagakure and Mina were the worst about the teasing, while Jiro and Yao-momo tried to encourage you to act on your feelings.

Uraraka groaned, her shoulders sagging as she dramatically expressed her dismay with your insistence on the platonic nature of your feelings for Izuku.

You stared at her before offering her a heavy sigh. "Fine, I'll go check on Midoriya, you two go on ahead today." You relented with a roll of your eyes at Uraraka's visible happiness.

After some parting words, you started your journey to the elevator, using a brisk pace to ensure you'd get to his room and to school, on time.

After a quick elevator ride, and walk to Izuku's dorm, you knocked on his door.

...

Nothing.

You sighed and smiled, figuring he'd slept in, he had been up late training.

"Hey, Freckles, you up?" You question as you knocked a little bit louder on his door. As you wait, you start to feel anxious. Izuku wasn't a terribly deep sleeper, but sometimes he could get in a pretty thick sleep.

You frowned at the nerves growing in your stomach. You sighed and knocked louder this time, wanting to make sure he was alright. "Midoriya? Are you awake?"

After hearing nothing for the third time, you grab the handle "I'm coming in." You called through the door with obvious concern in your voice.

You twisted the handle and opened the door, that's when you heard it-

-crying.

You stiffen at the sound of Izuku's sobs. Instantly you bolt inside of his dorm and dash to his bathroom.

You found him on his knees, gripping onto his chest and hyperventilating while sobbing.

"Hey! Midoriya!" You slide to your knees and gently wrapped your arms around him, pulling the distraught boy to rest his head on your chest, his tears and heavy breaths littering your senses.

Inside, you're panicking yourself. Why was he crying? What was going on? You shake off your worries and let out a shaky breath, before gingerly combing your fingers through his hair.

Izuku looked up at you with hazy eyes, his breaths shallow, quick and uneven. "Izuku, hey.." You tenderly palmed his freckled cheek, gently running your thumb over his soft skin.

"Breathe with me," You softly encouraged, tenderly speaking in a quiet and soft tone.

Izuku's breathing began to slightly slow as you gently ebbed away the panic and insecurity that had spiraled into a full blown panic attack.

It didn't take too long before your soft words and careful movements turned him into a whimpering and hiccupping mess. Izuku hated how pathetic he seemed. He hated how vulnerable he was with you. He must've looked so weak- so fragile.

You must've thought he was so annoying.

"I-I'm s-orry-" he managed to choke out, his voice small and shaky.

You looked down at him with a soft gaze. "Zuku" the nickname made his heart flutter in his chest and a small blush gently dust his cheeks. "You dont have to apologize."

Your soft words made his tears return. All of the pent up emotion and stress just- bubbled up.

he sucked in a deep breath and choked out a sob, "I-I know- i just..I-I dont wanna feel weak and I-I j-just think you're s-so amazing a-and you're so pretty a-and I d-don't know wh-why you'd want t-to h-hang out with a g-guy like me. I-I just like y-you s-so much and-"

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Time seemed to stand still for Izuku as he felt a very soft pair of lips meet his. His eyes widened as he looked at your face.

You pulled back and smiled softly at the flabbergasted boy. His face was beet red and his mouth moved up and down, words trying to string together comprehensively.

"Y-you j-just- you- my- you k-kissed-" Izuku stuttered dumbly, his freckled face bright red and his eyes as wide as saucers.

You simply laughed and cupped his cheeks "You said you liked me, right?" you said softly, affection undeniably flooding your gaze. He could only nod as he gaped at you.

"I like you too, okay? I just thought that you'd never like someone like me." You said with a simple shrug.

Izuku dissolved into small tears again, his bottom lip wobbly "You..like me..? Wh-Why me..?"

You almost laughed out loud, but instead gave him a small, shy smile "why you? Why not you? You're cute and funny and you're so smart. You have such a pure heart and you bust your ass to get what you want. You're amazing and so sweet, not to mention you're very pretty."

Your words, so heartfelt and shy in nature, made Izuku blush, and his eyes drip with the small tears. "I-...I dont know what to say" he whimpered "Thank you" Was all Izuku could manage as he pressed his face into your chest, trembling slightly from the adrenaline of his panic attack.

"You're welcome, Izuku." You mumbled as you placed a small kiss on top of his head. He felt a weight lift off of his chest, and smiled softly, closing his eyes as he relished in your embrace, before pulling away.

"W-we have to get ready for class.." He mumbled, his eyes still a bit red from crying, and his nose a bit stuffy. You gasped and chuckled "Yeah! You're right-" You grinned down at him and cupped his cheek "I'll let you change, Iida and Ochaco already left for school, so we can walk together."

Izuku blushed as you cupped his cheek, leaning into your touch with a shy smile "Okay..then lets do that" He said with a soft tone. You nodded and leaned down, gently pressing another quick kiss to his lips, before pulling back and smiling.

He flushed bright red and watched as you stood, offering your hand. Izuku smiled a little and took it, pulling himself up with your assistance. "Get dressed, I'll be waiting for you" You said with a goofy grin.

Izuku nodded as you turned. He suddenly grabbed you, his cheeks bright red as he gently took your hand in his, making you turn. He closed his eyes tightly and leaned in, pressing a shy kiss to your cheek "I-I'll be ready soon"

Your eyes widened, and cheeks melted into a rosy red color. You nodded and put a hand on your cheek "yeah..okay.." you mumbled as you spun around, walking out of Izukus room.

You leaned against Izukus dorm door and sighed, a huge smile pulling at your lips as you touched your cheek.

Izuku covered his face with his hands and smiled into his palms, a bright blush on his cheeks.

They're both so whipped.

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WHOOOOO im so tired frfr. its 11:13pm for me and ive been away from my house since 3:00pm. im gonna take a nice hot shower and go tf to sleep. if anyone has any suggestions/requests, just comment :)

just remembered I couldn’t get the freddy fazbear and uzi doorman autism meme out of my head so I literally had to make one myself to ease the urge

I don’t usually do anything special for mha birthdays (or anyone’s birthday lol) but my husband gave me strength to find a random capcut template

|| X: Hey, if [Part 0], [The beginning], [Part 1] and [Part 2] from your story/au was told from your oc perspective, how would it sound? ||

|| Me: Like this: ||

|| Many things happened to this girl (and yes, she had black hair, but the more she grew and developed her quirk, the more her father's genetics appeared, that is, All For One and his white ass hair, at least she has hair like inko) ||

|| As a bonus, take this little draw of my oc and her brother :D ||

|| Haha I saw this on Twitter and thought it was a good idea to share here too ||

|| The truth is I always thought it was a reference to either All For One or One For All or both combined at the end of everything ||

Popularity poll poster

So, i can't stop thinking about popularity poll art by Horikoshi.

We can see Class 1a riding small dragons whild on the background flying gigantic green-white dragon. So why it is interesting to me?

1. We know from 1 chapter that Hisashi has firebreathing quirk. And Firebreath is mainly dragon thing to do.

2. Dragon not only huge and has red eyes.(i thing red eyes is pretty ominous) But also has THE SAME COLOR as Izuku. Same green shade.

3. Dragon seems looking at Izuku. And Izuku looks at dragon (or Shoto)

What could that art mean ? Please lets have discussion.

@diamondcz27 @vam1mav

And others please write your opinion

jikook as deku and todo

|| Hi again :D (I have nothing to do, and well, I thought a point of why Afo didn't kill Inko) ||

|| Maybe at some point, Inko started to remind Afo of his mother (¿?)||

|| I mean- In physical appearance they do look similar, and I also remember that in one chapter Afo said that he could also see the memories of the former users of the quirks that he stole, but like nightmares (Oh well, Idk, I remember something like that he said at some point ಥ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ಥ) ||

|| Maybe his mother was like Inko in her youth, both physical appearance and personality. ||

|| But there came a point where everything went to hell and she ended up being a prostitute, homeless and with no one, and since Afo had her quirk he was able to see her memories and what she was like, and when he started to get to know Inko, she reminded him more of his mother, which generated a little more attachment on his part for her. ||

|| THEORY TIMEEE ||

|| DAMN- ||

|| Imagine Afo having almost the same goal as Endeavor at some point: Combining Quirks. ||

|| What if Afo wanted to have a quirk that didn't have the same weakness as his, he wanted to have an All For One that could steal quirks from distance, and what better way to do it than having an heir? ||

|| But to have an heir, he needed a woman with a quirk that could attract things to her, and that's where Inko comes in ||

|| Her quirk was just what Afo needed, and on top of that, she was manipulable, she was perfect for the plan, but then a problem came in to ruin everything: Hisashi Midoriya ||

|| Most likely by that time they would be married and happy, and just that, was a problem for Afo but when he realized that Hisashi worked in Koga Construction, something came to his mind. ||

|| Afo began to monitor Hisashi and learn his behaviors with people and especially with Inko, and one day, Afo summoned Hisashi to "build" something for him, and when Hisashi arrived... Afo killed him. ||

|| After getting rid of the body, Afo using the Quirk to change appearance, he changed his appearance and took on Hisashi's. (Evidence that Afo does have a Quirk like that in the photo ↓) ||

|| "Hisashi" returned home with his wife, and after a month or more time, he convinces her to have a child ||

|| And well, then Izuku was born ||

|| It is more than obvious that the plan worked, since in the manga Izuku currently shows TOO many signs of having a quirk ||

|| So the question with this theory is... What happened? Why didn't Afo steal Izuku's quirk? ||

|| And don't tell me that "Maybe his quirk was like Yoichi's and they couldn't tell it was really there" BECAUSE THEY KNEW. ||

|| In this publication we are taught some human biology, and, in short, The Doctor Gairaki, lie, THIS BALD SON OF A BITCH LIED TO INKO AND IZUKU IN THEIR FUCKING FACE. ||

|| But why? Why Afo ordered the Doctor to lie?? Why not steal the quirk and say that Izuku was quirkless??? ||

|| For this I bring two possible reasons: ||

1) Izuku's quirk CANNOT be stolen by Afo so he just compressed it and waited for Izuku to decide on his own to be a villain so he could tell him the truth later, and then make him his true successor and the Prince of Demons.

2) Afo ended up becoming fond of Izuku because his appearance and behavior is similar to that of Yoichi, but as we already know...

someone died for using their quirk for the first time.. Soooo Izuku using his quirk didn't seem like a very good idea to Afo.

|| Either option can be possible, it could even be both! (I say this because Afo HAD MANY OPPORTUNITIES TO KILL IZUKU OR INKO AND NEVER DID ANYTHING TO THEM WHEN THAT PLUM BITCH KILLED NANA'S HUSBAND AND THE WHOLE FAMILY AND FRIENDS OF KUDOU-) ||

|| But well now we just have to wait to see how the Dad For One Theory will become canon ||

|| And remember! ||

|| Have hope that the theory will become reality! If Horikoshi already did something like this with Tomura/Tenko and with Dabi/Touya then the theory is not so crazy that it cannot be canonized! ||

|| Horikoshi never disappoints the fandom!! ||

✧ Credits to @gothicayomi and @zelyres for they incredible theories!✧

|| Okay, on one hand, part of me is sad because we didn't see much of Dad For One in this chapter and now i'm like this: ||

|| But on the other hand my bkdk shipper side is like this: ||

|| THEORY TIMEEE ||

|| Nah, imagine that DFO is actually canon, but since Izuku (and probably Katsuki) tells the story of how he became the greatest hero, he avoids that part because he doesn't like to remember it. ||

|| Okay, I haven't seen any more of this, and I have been the only who posted something like this related to the recent chapters, sooo I'm going to post it! (Besides, I made more). ||

|| THEORY TIMEEE ||

|| This thing is Izuku's quirk and it is not Shigaraki ||

|| Ok, you're going to call me crazy BUT THINK ABOUT IT, if Izuku DID have a quirk but Afo took it from him when he was very young (baby), we don't know how the quirk is going to form on its own, Afo has only stolen quirks from older people or children who already They had been handling their quirks for a while (Not counting Shigaraki of course, besides we don't see his quirk either), we have NEVER seen what a quirk looks like that was separated from its owner after (or before) being unlocked, I also theorized that if Dada For One stole Izuku's quirk and has always been with him, that was just Until the recent chapters ||

|| Although of course, it could also be that afo only stole a part of the quirk. example: maybe he only stole the part of the quirk that allows Izuku to give quirks and only left him the part that allows him to steal them or vice versa. ||

|| And you My Dear Tumblr Reader will wonder: "And why would Afo only steal that part of Izuku's Quirk and not the whole Quirk?" ||

|| Well... ||

|| The last time a family member of his wanted to use their quirk, it didn't go very well. ||

|| If Afo loves Izuku the way he loved his brother, he probably didn't want this to happen again, and I'm starting to think that Izuku, for being in contact with One For All and All For One for so long, his quirk began to find a way to slowly return towards his owner ||

((BESIDES WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK ALL MIGHT GOT THE INFORMATION THAT "IF A CARRIER OF THE ONE FOR ALL HAS A WEAK BODY AND TRYES TO USE IT, IT COULD EXPLODE"????))

// Edit //

((This is the scene I'm talking about by the way-))

|| Well ||

|| I'm just gonna add another panel of [Izuku showing that he HAS (Not always) an "Afo Hole"] to the pile of panels (+ Official art) we already have. ||

Let's be honest guys, Horikoshi is taking absolutely (almost) EVERY theory that has been floating around the fandom and turning them CANON left and right, Surely he will confirm the Dad For One theory in a few chapters

(And in the worst possible way as he did with Tomura in the previous chapters)

Ok I'm gonna be honest I'm probably going to get a lot of hate but...

Izuocha isn't canon in my opinion normally like in Naruto where he got Hinata or dragon ball where Goku got chichi had Gohan. Vegeta got bulma had trunks.

All deku and Ochaco did was a dap up. If it was supposed to be a romantic ending they would have kissed.

But I do understand the feelings in this ending where hurt but please this is my opinion.

But like I said this is strictly my opinion please I just wanted to say something.

#mha #deku #bakugo