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epickiya722 · 1 year

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I'm just saying that it would be extremely funny if Hisashi turns out just to be some guy who breathes fire.

Like the first thing he does is he actually goes on a long worry rant to Midoriya and couldn't get home because all the chaos that was happening and just as Inko had been he was locked out the loop about AFO and OFA so he like "Yeah, never leaving Japan again".

I just think that for once a protagonist's dad turns out to be just some guy.

No evil dad stuff or left because he doesn't love his family.

Hisashi is just really a guy who left Japan for business to provide for his wife and son (because OMG, how does Izuku even have all that All Might merch) and really does love them.

#I don't expect people to want the same that's fine #and horikoshi can do want he wants with hisashi that's fine #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #just kiya's thoughts #hisashi midoriya #midoriya hisashi #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #inko midoriya #midoriya inko #midoriya #midoriya family

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katsuizu-stuff · 11 months

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Inko had Izuku at the age of 25 meanwhile she was pregnant at the age of 24 meaning she got married in either at the age of 19 or 20 or 21 years old that’s crazy to me 🫢

this may look crazy but it’s definitely not

we know Inko is married because she says it

Secondly,

When she first appeared she’s 29 and we know that Izuku is 4yrs. old

If we go back 4yrs. from 29yrs. then we get 25yrs. and since a baby takes 9 whole months then she was pregnant with Izuku during the month of November

(November, December, January, February, March, April, May, June, July)

Since Izuku’s birth month is July and we go back 9 months then we get the month of November and since Inko’s birth month is July then at this age she is in fact 24yrs. old since it still hasn’t been a year

#the more you know #this was a fun rant #izuku midoriya #inko midoriya #midoriya family

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069introverted · 11 months

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working on a fanfic called 10:59

10:59 PM

Summary— hasashi(AFO)come home one day from a mission and See's something a parent should go through or see…

Or…

Hasashi shigaraki (know going by hasashi midoriya) walks into his house to see his son with a gun in his hand, blood Cushing out of his head… .

This is a one-shot I wanted to write because I really enjoy suicidal deku au (I mean half of my wattpad reading list is suicidal deku AU)

A\N—

PLACE 1: midoriya apartment

PLACE 2: masufu hospital

I DO NOT OWN MHA CREDS TO Kohei Horikoshi

TW: SUICIDE ATTEMPT & SH SCARS

AU: DAD FOR ONE & DEAD INKO

Ships: NONE

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𝐻𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 ᑭOᐯ

I had to work a little late tonight. I feel bad for leaving izuku home tonight. It's 10 PM right now. I'm driving home so I can make dinner for Izuku. He has not eaten much for the past few months but I still get food for him. I got home and called out.

𝐻𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖: hey izuku, I'm home!

I got no response. A few seconds later I hear a thug then a thud. I ignored it and started cooking. Something was telling me to check it out so I did. I walked to, Izuku room and knocked. I got no response I open the door and froze

𝐻𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖: n-no, my son…

I ran to the bleeding body and got him off the floor. I looked at his body and there were cuts everywhere. I also see some healing scars.

How did I not notice he was struggling. .. I got my phone out and called the abluence. -------------------------------------

should i post it, it a WIP so it is not done yet but it will soon

#WIp #deku #dad for one #midoriya family #deku angst #deku suicide #suicidal deku

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natedogx15 · 10 months

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Heroic Clan of the Breath

A Demon Slayer x My Hero Academia prompt.

What if records of Total Concentration Breathing and various Breathing Styles survived the rise of Quirks? What if it was in the form of a modern-day Quirk-age samurai clan? What if Midoriya Izuku was the heir to this clan?

Basically, an Izuku is the heir to a clan story idea that’s unrelated to the yakuza. Here, his family are descendants of demon slayers and had kept as much documentation on their methods as possible for the future, in case demons ever rose again. This would later come in handy when Quirks started to appear as the family dived into the documents and started to bring back their ancestors’ arts to use against villains. They’d later branch the family off into various branch families with connections in the various fields of heroics as the industry expands, becoming one of the most illustrious families in the hero industry.

Fast forward to Izuku’s generation. His family still holds a lot of power within the industry due to their connections and the overall strength of their members since, for some reason, even the people that should be biologically Quirkless have above-average physical abilities to go with their swordsmanship. The clan keeps their breathing techniques a secret so as to not cause another uproar and villain population as a result. The clan only has documentation on the five basic Breathing Styles derived from Sun Breathing, Water, Stone, Fire, Wind, and Thunder. However, they branch off to make styles more comfortable for them and their Quirks. The Quirked members use their abilities to enhance their Breathing Styles, like how Kokushibo and Kaigaku used their Blood Demon Arts.

Then there is Izuku Midoriya. The Quirkless heir to the family that seems to be unable to master any of the five basic Breathing Styles. He even appears unable to create a specialized one that better fits his needs. He’s brought about in-fighting within the clan as a large faction doesn’t see him suited to take over his father’s role due to his lack of a Quirk and inaptitude with any of the Breathing Styles. However, Izuku’s inability stems from how restrictive each Breathing Style is because he’s a natural Sun Breather, and all his teachers mainly focused on their individual Styles over trying to combine them.

So, Izuku has to fight for his place as a hero and within his family while rediscovering the lost first Breathing Style and possibly learning how to control One For All as well. If you still want him to gain the Quirk. He has to fight off members trying to usurp his position as heir along with the League of Villains.

A fun thing you could possibly do is have some of the more martial arts adept students like Ojiro, Kendo, and Rin learn Total Concentration Breathing from Izuku.

#mha #my hero academia #demon slayer #breathing styles #total concentration breathing #izuku midoriya #hisashi midoriya #inko midoriya #mha au #mha idea #mha prompt #mha writing prompt #writing prompt #midoriya family #my hero academia au #my hero academia prompt

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gglitch1dd · 4 days

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Anger and Misunderstandings

DILF Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader

Context: An anon had asked me what if we had Angry Dilf Izuku but one of his kids disrespected reader, like what happened with angry Dilf Katsuki. Sorry for losing your question Anon.

This was a very interesting one to write considering the fact that Izuku grew up with basically a single mother and we've never seen him seriously punish the boys..

Note: Disrespect, shouting, arguments, angst

You sighed as you looked at the dishes that were still not done. You moved a hand to the bridge of your nose. Asahi hadn't done his chores- again.

Ever since Toshinori had gone to UA, you started losing a grip on Asahi. He was normally a very good kid, overwhelmingly brilliant especially at mathematics. He was the smartest kid you knew and it could be frustrating whenever he was doing college level mathematics at the age of fourteen and you couldn't help him, but he was overall patient and rather stoic.

However, you weren't sure whether it was puberty getting to him, or maybe it was something you weren't aware of but, Asahi seemed to find whatever you said as not necessary. Almost as if he didn't respect anything you said nowadays. He always had his headphones on and refused to talk to you. When he entered the car when you picked him up or whether it was moving around the house it was almost as if you just trying to talk to him was an inconvenience in his life.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you moved to go upstairs to his room. You knocked on his door. "Asahi!" You called. But your son didn't answer. You knocked again. "Asahi!" He didn't answer.

With a sigh, you opened the door without confirmation and you saw your son sitting at his desk with his headphones on. Sensing that something had changed, he took off his headset and turned to you. He sat up with furrowed eyebrows, shocked that you would enter without his permission. "Mom!" He slipped off his headphones to rest on his neck.

"Asah, why haven't you done the dishes?" You asked as you folded your arms confused, ignoring his offended look.

He ignored your question as he paused the game he was busy playing. "Mom, what the hell! You can't just enter my room like that!"

You tilted your head to the side as you looked at him. "I can and I will. Now can you please get off of your PC and go do the dishes."

He rolled his eyes. "Please, mom, you can do the dishes." You stated as he turned back to look at his monitor.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise. "That's your chore, young man. It isn't mine." You reminded him, however Asahi ignored you as he slipped on his headset.

"Sorry guys, my mom's just being annoying." He stated deadpan with you still in the room.

You paused. You weren't sure whatever the hell was wrong with him but you wouldn't just stand there and take it. You walked over to the power switch, and flipped it to switch everything off. Immediate his screen went black, his green eyes widened in surprise before his head whipped to look at you. You stood with a serious expression as you stood back up straight.

He opened his arms out in shock and offense. "Mom what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Don't you swear at me!" You shouted back at him, deciding that maybe raising your voice wouldn't be a bad idea. "I am talking to you and you're not listening to me! I told you to go and was the dishes. Recently, you haven't been listening to me and I'm sick and tired of it." You told him.

"Mom, get out of my room."

"What?"

"I said," He stood up as he pointed a finger to the open door. "Get out of my fucking room! Jesus Christ, just let me breathe!" He shouted at you. You barely got to understand what was going on when you were being shoved out of his room. You felt his hands push you out. Next thing you know you just barely caught yourself out of his room before the door was slammed right after you. You heard the door lock, keeping you out.

You kept a hand to the wall as you tried to process what just happened.

"Mom?" Hero stood in the hallway with a concerned look on his face. He held a rugby ball in his hands as he looked between the door and you. He put down the ball and walked over to you. He took you by your arm as he helped you to stand straight and away from the wall. "Are you okay? What happened?"

You weren't sure how to answer him but you gave him a forced smile. "It's okay, honey. Thank you for helping me" You told him with a kiss to his forehead, pushing back his green curls. He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows worried. "I just need to call your father for something. Do you mind doing the dishes for me?"

He shook his head with a smile. "Nope." He turned to head back downstairs. With a flick of his fingers, the rugby ball he was previously holding, floated back up to him and into his hands. He went back down the stairs.

You didn't move for a second but then you turned and you went into your room, closing the door behind you. You took out your phone and called Izuku.

"Hey, my love! You know, I don't know what new recipe you used for this muffin but it tastes spectacular!" He told you from the otherside of the line, you could hear him munching on the otherside which made you smile. "What's up?"

You opened your mouth to speak but suddenly you didn't have the words. You felt your throat close up and suddenly you couldn't speak. You felt tears burn at your eyes as you leaned against the wall closing your eyes. "Izuku..." It was all you could let out.

"What's wrong? Where are you? Are you hurt?" The change in tone was instantaneous and serious.

You shook your head but you knew he couldn't see you. "Izuku, I can't do this anymore." You whispered softly. "I don't know what I did wrong or why he suddenly hates me." You let the tears fall as you put a hand to your head.

"Who?"

"Asahi." You revealed to him.

You tried calming yourself down, taking deep breaths as to regulate your breathing. "Honey, just breathe for me. I want you to breathe and tell me what happened? Is he giving you a rough time again?"

You let out a shaky breath but then you told him everything he needed to know. You told him how Asahi had been behaving towards you and what he said to you today as well. You tried telling him without bursting into tears, but it was difficult, but Izuku listened. he listened until you were done with your story. He stayed silent the entire time.

You let out a small hiccup as you moved a hand to your face. "Hero is doing the dishes but... Izuku I don't know what to do."

Your husband didn't respond immediately, the line being silent. "Y/N."

"Yes?"

"I'm coming home. Stay there."

Without any other word for debate, Izuku put down the phone.

You had washed your face and effectively calmed down by the time that Izuku had come back. Koda was now in your room, having wanted to take a nap with you in your room, which had him and you snuggled up in bed together, his head on your lap as you were on the cusp of tired sleep.

The door to your bedroom, opened which revealed your husband who walked through the door with his workbag on his shoulder. He dropped his bag on the floor and walked over to you.

"Izuku." You let out softly. "You didn't have to cut your day short."

He walked over to your side of the bed, moving to put his hand to your face, his large hand was gentle as he cupped your cheek. "I did." He told you honestly. He looked over your face. "Are you hurt? Are you alright?"

You put your hand over his own with a gentle smile. "I'm fine." You informed him.

"Good." With that, you saw your husband's face harden as he moved back out of the room.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you carefully put Koda's head off of your lap and moved him into your arms. You carried him out of your room, figuring that you and Izuku might need to talk later, so you moved him to nap in his room, before following after Izuku. You closed the door so that he wouldn't be disturbed. Izuku moved to open Asahi's door but noticed it was locked. He frowned.

There had been a rule in your house on no locked doors that wasn't the master bedroom or the front door. Clearly that rule had been broken.

Izuku gripped the door handle again and it didn't take much effort with just a slight shock of power of One for All, that he broke the lock and opened the door, pushing in like it was nothing.

Asahi took off his headphones, but his eyebrows raised in surprise at the sight of his father. Knowing that today was a long day and one that Izuku would typically be back in the evening. But then he noticed that his father was actually in his room and the lock wasn't still on. "Dad? What are you-"

"What did you say to your mother?"

"What?"

"Do not say 'what' to me. You heard me." You stayed out of the conversation between the both of them but you stayed by the door not wanting to come in. Izuku stood with his hands resting on his hips. Asahi was silent as he stared up at his dad. Izuku tilted his head. "Hm? You can disrespect your mother and shout at her but you can't talk to me? Talk to me like you talked to your mother." He motioned back to you. Asahi remained silent. Izuku frowned, green eyes dark and nothing but disapproval on his face. "Did you, or did you not talk back to my wife when she told you to do the dishes? I want an answer."

"I..." Asahi felt a ball in his throat as he looked down away from Izuku. "I did."

"Who are you talking to?"

He hesitated. "You, dad."

"And how do you address me?" He asked with a borderline scowl. Asahi kept his head down, not looking up at him. Izuku wasn't even shouting and yet you could feel the tension in the room.

"Sorry, sir."

Izuku let out a huff, satisfied with that answer. "Did you raise your voice at my wife?"

"I did, sir."

"Did you curse at my wife?"

"I did, sir."

"Did you slam the door on my wife? Did you lay a hand on my wife?" He asked.

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry."

Izuku let out an amused cynical chuckle. "Are you?" He asked with a tilt of his head. "Because you didn't seem sorry when you did it. Let me remind you, of something, Asahi..." Izuku bent down to look at his son dead in the eye. He pointed back to you. "Before she is your mother, she is my wife. This is our house and you are going to respect that and you are going to respect her. If she tells you to do something, you do it. I don't want excuses or back chat, or anything coming out of you. She brought you into this world and she deserves your respect. Do you understand me?"

Asahi nodded his head as he looked away from his father, with a frown. "Yes, sir."

Izuku stood back up straight as he moved his hands to his hips. "Now where on earth did you get such an attitude from, because you sure as hell did not get it from me, nor did you get it from this family either. So where did you get it from?"

Asahi shrugged but kept quiet. He swallowed down not saying a word.

Izuku didn't like that. "You really don't know?" He didn't receive a response back. Izuku sighed as he nodded his head. "Okay."

Your husband moved from his spot as he reached over to unplug his computer from the wall. Asahi's eyes went wide as he stood up from his chair. "What are you doing?"

"You're being punished." Izuku said simply. Lifting up the PC, like it weighed nothing, picking it up off the table.

"Dad! That's not-" Asahi stopped talking as his father gave him a look that quickly shut him up.

Izuku paused as he looked at his son. "Not fair? Shouting at your mother in her own house is not fair." He turned and put the PC outside of Asahi's room before dusting his hands and looking back to your fourteen year old son.

"But my friends talk like that all the time." He reasoned.

Bingo.

Izuku tilted his head, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. "Well you need new friends, Asahi because that isn't the way we talk to adults, nevertheless the ones that are the reason for your existence. What does it matter what your friends think?"

Asahi frowned, clearly angry with what his father had said. "Dad, you don't know what it's like to be in school! I'm the youngest one in my class and I'm quirkless!" He put his hand to his chest. "I'm not like Toshinori that can just be like you and have an amazing quirk and have friends! You don't know what it's like to be quirkless!"

"I do know what it's like!" Your husband expressed, with urgency. Seeing a piece of his young middle school self in his son. "I know what it's like to be bullied and rejected for being different, but I never disrespected my parents because of it."

"How would you know? You don't know how it feels to have you as a dad! You don't know how it feels like to have a dad at all!" The moment the words flew out of his mouth, he instantly regretted it.

Your face fell in shock, as you quickly put a hand over your mouth in shock. Izuku didn't move, but his face fell of all emotion. Not a hint of sympathy, empathy or even anger. He was emotionless.

You quickly entered the room and you put a hand to Izuku's arm. You took his hand in your own as you tugged him backwards, towards the door. "He didn't mean it." You told him softly. However, your husband didn't look at you, as he looked at Asahi.

Asahi hesitated. "Dad-"

Izuku raised a finger, indicating that he didn't want to hear it. A shaky breath left your husband and you moved to hold onto his arm. Izuku closed his eyes but moved to pull you into his side, moving to have you pushed into his side as he took a moment.

Izuku took a few seconds, before finally giving a response. "Pack your bags." He spoke void of emotions. Asahi's face fell in fear. "You're going to stay with your grandma this weekend. I... I am not angry with you, I am just deeply disappointed in you. I think we all need time to think and re-evaluate this conversation and to be away. Just for the weekend." Leaving nothing more to the conversation, your husband turned and went out of the room.

Nothing was said for a moment as you both watched Izuku leave. You turned back to look at your son, not entirely sure what to say yourself.

Asahi looked to you. "Mom... Mom you've got to-" Asahi stepped towards you but froze. He watched you step a step back in caution, almost as if you were afraid he was going to push you again. You didn't think to do it. It was an automatic response. However, Asahi saw it. You had never stepped away from him before. Tears brimmed at his eyes. "Mom..."

You let out a breath, not sure how to tackle this. You swallowed down hard and turned to leave the room. "Just please, pack your bags for the weekend. I'm sure your grandma would be glad to have you. Just..." You hesitated. "Just be nice to her. You know how gentle she is. I'll be back to help you pack." You moved to follow after Izuku.

Your husband was back in your shared bedroom. You closed the door behind you as you turned to look at him, his hands covered his face as he sat there, motionless. Your own eyebrows furrowed but you walked towards him. You moved to thread your hands through his hair, standing between his legs.

At the feeling of your embrace. He moved to wrap his arms around you, burying is face by your stomach. You heard stuttering breaths. He held onto you tightly, almost as if you would disappear. You were both silent as you existed together for a moment. You carefully crawled into his lap, allowing him to move so that he could bury his face in your neck as he held you in his arms.

You placed a kiss to his neck as you pulled a hand through his hair. "You made a good decision." You told him softly.

Izuku was silent for a second. "I hate what he said."

"I know."

"I was so fucking angry. Y/N, I could have-"

"I know." You nodded your head with a soft whisper. You rubbed his back. "But you didn't. That's what makes you a good man, and a good father too." You reminded him.

He nodded his head with a stuttered breath but you held him. Suddenly you felt soft gentle kisses to your neck.

You paused. "Izuku..."

"Please." He whispered softly. "I don't want to think right now." He confessed. You felt one hand snake underneath your shirt as he crawled up your back. "Please..." He asked.

You couldn't deny that it was tempting and you couldn't deny it yourself. You sighed and nodded. "Okay." You allowed it, moving his face up to look at you, eyes red with tears. He kissed you and you kissed him back.

-Glitch1d

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izvmimi · 6 months

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cw: selfship content. married with named children. fluff.

Izuku has been pacing around the kitchen for the past five minutes, and you, devilish as you are, are pretending not to notice, content with your late night snack of hot chocolate and lightly buttered bread.

The kids are all asleep, or at the very least turned in for the night, and things have been overall peaceful in the Midoriya household for the past few days, so whatever has your husband in distress is unlikely to be that bad. Additionally, he has an expression he makes when the situation is more embarrassing than dire, and that's written all over his face at the moment.

You bite into a particularly crunchy part of the bread and the sound appears to echo - Izuku looks at you and you return his gaze with your mouth full, blinking innocently, then burst out laughing when he frowns.

"Fine, I'll bite. What's wrong, baby?" you ask.

Izuku stops pacing then stands still facing you, one arm crossed over his chest and his other hand balled into a fist under his chin.

"Did you know Izumi had a crush on..." his voice was already hushed, but now it falls into a barely audible whisper, "... Ami?"

You blink. That's all? you wonder.

"Well, yeah..." you reply. "He's uh... been like that since he was 8?"

"What?!"

Izuku looks betrayed for a moment, then moves over to you quickly, pulling out a chair to plop down on.

"Okay, but his sketchbook is literally filled with portraits of just her!"

You drink the last of your hot cocoa, then smile at him, resting your hand on his wrist posed on the table.

"Sounds like his dad."

Izuku turns pink at the ears, but then he shakes his head, trying to focus.

"It's not the same!"

You sigh. "Are they tasteful at least? They seemed fine when I saw them."

Izuku's mouth opens and closes quickly. "W-What do you mean tasteful?"

"I mean he is 15."

"___! They're okay, he's not a pervert!"

You tilt your head to the side. "Exactly, so what's the problem?"

Izuku looks at you with incredulity, shocked by your unbothered manner. "You know, perhaps the 10 year age difference??" Izuku starts. "What if he gets his heart broken? It's not like it can happen!"

You take another long look at him, then laugh again.

"Don't burst a blood vessel, it's just puppy love. He'll get over it."

"I didn't get over my first crush!"

"... Honey, how old do you think I am?" you ask. He sighs then sidesteps your statement, knowing he sounds ridiculous, then presses his head against the table. You push your plate and mug aside now, then take his fingers in yours, and he turns his head to the side to look up at you.

"You know, it's not weird for your teenage son to have a crush on a pretty girl, especially when she was his babysitter most of his life. It's harmless."

Izuku frowns.

"It's not weird I promise. Plus, it won't last." With that last part you lean just a bit closer to whisper, "I heard him on the phone with someone else, he has a crush on another person in his class right now, which I also know because he actually starts caring if I iron his shirts for school."

Izuku seems briefly relieved, then again bothered by this additional info.

"Why doesn't he tell me anything?" he asks.

"Teenagers don't tell anyone anything, don't worry about it." You say, squeezing his fingers. He gives you a half-smile, then you decide to change the subject.

"By the way, Atsuna needs to get stuff for cheerleading, so you can you take her tomorrow? I have some errands I need to run."

"Cheerleading? When did she start cheerleading?"

Izuku looks genuinely dumbfounded, following you as you get up to put your dish away.

"Two weeks ago." You snap your fingers. "I need you to keep up."

He pouts, and you actually feel a little bad.

"I'm kidding," you insist, but the damage is already done. You lead him back to a seat in the kitchen, and he frowns again, tapping his foot anxiously as he sits.

"I'm a shit father," he mumbles, and your heart aches for just a moment. You shake your head then cup his face in your hands. Izuku looks at you and you soften then kiss him.

"No way. You're just doing a ton at once right now. Let me take care of things for now, and then we'll catch up this weekend, okay?"

His hands circle around your wrists, and he's not completely convinced but he nods.

"You do such a great job, I wanna pull my weight," he murmurs and kisses you again. You let his kisses warm you more than the cocoa and press your forehead against his.

"You pull yours too, baby. We can't give 100% to everything all the time so I'll cover you and you cover me, okay?"

He nods.

"Thank you," he adds. You move out of your seat into his lap, and caress the side of his chin, feeling the roughness of his unshaven face, tired but still handsome.

"I'm taking more days off," he promises.

"You don't have to," you insist.

"I don't have to, but I want to."

You laugh but it's just a breath through your nose, and press yourself closer to him so that your face buries into his chest.

"#1 Pro Hero wants more days off so he can give his son the Talk? That will go over well with the Hero Commission."

Your sarcasm hits a little too close to home but he gently grips your fingers again and pulls them to his mouth, kissing the finger tips.

"Izuku, your husband and the father of your kids, wants to spend more time with the beautiful woman he married and the children he helped create," he states. You look into his eyes and he looks determined to make a change and you smile, accepting his resolve.

"Thank you."

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Your phone rings in the late evening on Sunday, and you can't help but be amused as you pick up. The second you say hello, you can already hear screaming on the other end of the line.

"Is there a reason Deku is suddenly off the patrol schedule for an entire month?!"

You stifle a laugh.

"Why don't you ask him, Kacchan?" Calling his name like your husband does only serves to aggravate him more.

"Very funny. Tell him to pick up the fucking phone."

You glance over at your husband who is busy helping your youngest daughter, Ai, braid her hair down for bed in the living room. Ai holds a mirror and tells him where to part her curls, and Izuku's tongue sticks out as he tries the style on the video on the TV screen. Despite his slight confusion, he looks happy as Ai observes his work and gives him plentiful encouragement.

"When he's no longer busy. Bye! Hug the wife and kids for me!" you say cheerfully as you hang up.

#izuku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #cw kids #cw families #mimidoriya #daydreams: bnha #mimi's notes

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mettywiththenotes · 1 month

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It's killing me it's killing me because it's obvious that Izuku wouldn't just stand there but!! The way he surges forwards at the realisation that the boy being slapped is Tomura!! The way he immediately tries to get closer!! And Tomura rejects him because he doesn't want Izuku, or anyone really, to see him in one of his most vulnerable memories. He doesn't want him to see! But Izuku pushes and pushes anyway! The fucking YELL as Koutarou reels back for the second slap, would it do anything if Koutarou heard him? If he even could? But maybe it doesn't matter because Izuku is running on adrenaline and heroism here, he's doing this because there is a CHILD being HURT and he has to STOP IT and he can't let this happen, and the fact that it's Tomura (mass murderer villain) doesn't stop him, in fact its irrelevant right now because he was still a child who was hit and THAT matters because Izuku can't stand seeing it much less learning it happened!

And fucking. the way he falls to him. It wasn't about stopping Koutarou as much as comforting Tenko and possibly (if he had been allowed to touch him further) getting him away from the source of his pain!

It feels like such a quick scene but you can see how he concentrates SO much on Tenko the whole time, trying to get closer and protect him and it's killing me because Izuku's alarm is so palpable. He NEEDS to help this child and he needs to help him NOW

Which makes me wonder...

How exactly he is going to react to the next scene

Edit: I've been informed that Izuku was actually referring to Nana when he yelled "Shimura-san" and contextually, yeah, it makes sense he would be calling for her given the fact that a panel later, her light shows up in his hand, ready to break the barrier

Other than that, everything else still stands. I just wanted to correct that part

#i hope the sheer panic from tenko's crying and killing makes him breakdown in devastation. personally.#luv u izuku <3 #bnha #bnha 417 #bnha manga spoilers #bnha spoilers #shigaraki and midoriya #tenko shimura #izuku midoriya #mettys posts #metty posts #the shimura family #tomura shigaraki

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I fucking love bastard big brother Katsuma, he is a riot and the contrast between him and Mikumo is hysterical

It is a law of the universe that the whole Midoriya family expresses their love by being sweethearts to each other and the whole Bakugou family expresses their love by being bastards to each other. Yes even Masaru he’s just quiet about it. Anyway I love them all.

#bnha #bakugou family #midoriya family #ruby and emerald au #thanks anon!#arbitrary answers #midoriya mikumo #bakugou katsuma

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