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miniimight · 6 months
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aaa hello!! as an izuku stan i am flocking to your account bcs he's just so cute and i love how you write him!! would it be okay to request an Izuku centric scenario where he has a partner that just loves listening to his rambling? where everyone else would kinda brush it off and he gets used to being ignored, his partner attentively listens and he doesn't know so when they bring up something he was talking about in his rambling he's like 😮❓ all surprised and cute 😭 thank you!!
❝ YOU WERE LISTENING ?! ❞ izuku's surprised you paid attention
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notes ahhhh this request is so cute awww <3
you had asked izuku whatcha up to, baby? an hour ago. he was still answering that question. something about reviewing sidekick applications?
you were sitting on the couch, leaning on the handle as izuku sat below you, papers sprawled all over the ground. he found each one enthralling for so many reasons, which he explained to you in great detail.
izuku had enough friends to know that his rambling was a little over-the-top, sometimes. more often than not, he was shut down or left alone to wear out. he got used to it, even learned to control it just a bit. the rambling only made everyone around him annoyed or awkward, and he was inclined to avoid that.
he knew you were just looking attentive, but was glad you thought about his feelings. he felt comfortable rambling around you, knowing you'd smile, nod, and encourage him to continue.
so here he was, after work, leaning back on your thighs as he skimmed through the reports again. "and it's not even that their quirk is weak. not at all, actually. it's rather powerful considering they're fresh out of UA. i just think they've just never had a chance to get gear optimized for their abilities. for example, a device that would focus their wide-ranged quirk would greatly benefit them in close combat situations..."
"it'd probably help with collateral damage, too, huh?" you mused.
"exactly! besides—"
"your agency has more than enough resources to craft whatever device they need, and the time to train them with it." you smiled at the back of his head.
he put down the papers and slowly turned around, a suspicious look plastered on his face. "right..." he narrowed his eyes.
you fought a chuckle and brushed some of the curls from his face. "making them a great candidate for a sidekick." you couldn't help but smirk. "am i close?"
"you're..." izuku rose to his feet, leaning over you with hands firmly placed on either side of your body. "absolutely right!" his demeanor completely shifted as he withdrew from his position, pacing in front of you.
you chuckled. "why do you seem so surprised?"
"you were listening?!" he exclaimed, in honest shock, a huge grin on his face.
you smiled but your eyes read confusion. "of course, izu. i always listen when you talk." you thought he knew that??
"but—" he paused, trying to remember all the times he's rambled with you around. "why didn't you say anything?!"
you laughed, almost incredulous. guess he didn't know. he was so adorable it made you want to explode. "i did! you probably didn't hear me."
"oh my god." he whispered. perhaps he was just too enthralled in the topics to notice your contributions.
you got off the couch and pulled his arms from their thinking position to his sides. hand in hand, his thumb brushed over your knuckles as he sighed.
"i thought you were just pretending to pay attention." izuku smiled, his emerald eyes meeting yours. "you know, like everyone else."
you scoffed, crossing your arms in an over-dramatic show of offense. "well, i'm not everyone."
izuku's heart warmed at your words, manifesting in a grin that hurt his jaw. he enveloped you in a hug, crossed arms and all, pressing his cheek to yours and he cooed, "no. no, you're not."
you were his, and everyday there was something new that reminded him.
© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3
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"Damn! This guy's literally the most handsome man alive!"
Your loud gasp and snarky comment catches MIDORIYA's attention, causing him to look at you with curious eyes. Of course his love toward you makes him feel a little irritated, he's never thought of himself as someone with amazing looks and you fonding over other men isn't really helping; but now that you've caught him starring, he's got no other choice but to show interest in the matter.
"Who? Let me see"
When you smile and ask him to come have a look, he's both reluctant and eager to see this "most handsome guy of all time"; so he gets very confused as he sits next to you and looks at the screen, only to see himself starring back at him in the camera.
"Huh? That's not the-"
Then he's met with your cheeky grin.
"Oh...!"
"And he's mine"
Even god can't stop the blush spreading over his cheeks and his big smile.
"Babe stop!"
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derpy-dogs-n-cats · 2 months
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Longing
Main Masterlist
BNHA Masterlist
Yandere! Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.
Warnings: Somewhat suggestive themes.
Summary: After keeping your feelings quiet for so long for the sake of others, a breaking point is finally found.
W/C: 2.1k+
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“The thing is, recently, my heart’s been all stirred up about something.” You hear an all too familiar voice say as you exit the kitchen with your bottle of water in hand. “It’s love!” Another of your classmates yells, having you stopping in your tracks with your eyes setting on the sight taking place in the living room of the dorms. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?! GLOVE?! SHOVE?! DOVE?! I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE, WHAT’S THAT?!” Uraraka shouts while waving her hands frantically.
“Who is it? Midoriya or Iida? You’re always hanging out with those two boys.” Mina continues to press all while you clench your teeth. “You’ve got it all wrong!” Uraraka denies while covering her face with her hands, resulting in her accidentally activating her quirk on herself and floating to the ceiling with what little of her cheeks she’s unable to cover being overly red, the sight having you knitting your brows in frustration.
This isn’t the first time her crush on Izuku was called out, nor is it the first time that you’re forced to swallow your words, having them burning at your throat like bile threatening to rise. You can’t even recall the last time you actually felt comfortable in your group of so called friends, having been put through too many conversations encouraging Uraraka with her crush on the sunshine classmate yet none to you.
They’ve all been too busy lending their support to her crush that she’s not even willing to admit yet is still willing to get possessive and jealous over, too busy to notice you looking at him similarly, too busy to notice that you were the first one to actually like him and get close to him. But it doesn’t matter that you’ve liked him for longer, because they’ve only known of Uraraka’s crush on Izuku, so if you were to say anything of your own crush of him…
So instead, you’re stuck unable to act on your feelings for him as to not have your ‘friends’ glare daggers at you, and have to leave it to someone who doesn’t even have the guts to admit her crush to her friends, let alone to the one she likes. You grip the bottle in your shaky hand and walk to the entrance of the dorms, wanting to leave the building for some fresh air instead. After shutting the door behind you, your ears fill with the sound of crickets instead, soon followed by a long sigh slowly leaving your mouth.
You move to sit at the steps that lead to the entrance while you unscrew the cap of the bottle, bringing it to your parted lips just as you’re about to sit only to once again stop in your tracks. “That’s not it, Iida looked different; bent his back I think. He’s so flexible, I can see his shape in my head…” Your eyes trail to Izuku on his knees bent over some of his notes and take notice of the thin layer of sweat coating him, no doubt having been practicing his moves.
“Hey.” You call out to him with your arm stretched towards him, offering him your water. His face immediately brightens from the neutral expression as soon as he sees you and stands on his feet to rush over to you and take the bottle. “Thank you so much.” He smiles at you with rosy cheeks, probably from the workout, and then downing almost the entire bottle, unknowingly giving you a show in a perfect side angle of his adam’s apple smoothly bobbing up and down.
Izuku finally brings the bottle back down and takes in a deep breath followed by a small awkward chuckle at how you just witnessed him almost choking by depriving himself of air in favor of water. “Sorry about that.” He apologizes with his blush deepening a few shades. “It’s okay, don’t-” You clear your throat. “Don’t worry about it.” You assure, averting your eyes to try and compose yourself after the front row seat of the show he just gave you.
“Oh, are you thirsty? There’s still some left.” He offers you back the bottle with innocent eyes, the blush on his cheeks fading away. “No- it’s okay, I just… thought you were thirsty, so I gave you the water.” You wave your hand dismissively. “It was… yours?” He asks. “Yea- don’t think about it too hard, I can just go get another one.” You try to assure him with a smile, starting to turn around. “No!” He blurts out, startling you.
“I mean, this was your bottle first and there’s still some left.” He looks away almost shyly while offering you back the bottle with about a quarter of water left as his cheeks start to feel warm again. You stare at the bottle briefly and look back at Izuku and take in his nervous form, seeing how he averts his eyes with pink cheeks, fiddles with his shirt with his empty hand and ever so slightly traces his shoe along the ground and suddenly, something buried deep beneath you finally takes hold.
You grab the bottle with confidence, something that has Izuku looking at you again, and bring it to your lips, tilting your head back with the same side angle he gave you and stare him down for a few seconds as you drink the water before closing your eyes and drinking the last of the water, taking in the taste of the last thing he ate, the piece of mint chocolate he had after dinner, the same mint he’s been having every day for the past few days now leaving a fresh taste on your tongue.
Finally, you bring the bottle back down and forward it to him with your face in a neutral expression aside from the way one of your brows is lightly raised with the corner of your lips ever so slightly turned upwards as if daring him to take it back. Izuku looks at you with his eyes faintly widened, a look in the emerald irises that you can’t quite recognize. “Do you…” He pauses in a low voice that contrasts his usually higher-pitched and softer voice.
“Want to… drink more water?” He suggests, his voice remaining low in an alluring tone, his half-lidded eyes staring deeply into yours, and if it weren’t for how warm you felt inside, you’d find his supposed double-meaning line funny rather than arousing. “Yeah…” The word leaves you in a breathy manner. “Wait, you have some…” His hand slowly reaches forward and holds the side of your face, his thumb touching the corner of your lips and smearing a drop of water along your skin before wiping it off.
He leaves his hand on your cheek and then slowly brings his other one to your other cheek, holding your face gently in his rough hands without breaking his gaze from you. “Don’t move.” He whispers, his face closing in on yours. You stare back at his eyes which seem darker than usual and let him lean in closer until his nose touches yours, your eyes barely open, and until he pulls you in with his hands to press his lips deeply into yours.
You breathe out a startled gasp at what you thought would be a soft gentle kiss instead being a deep one filled with an underlying passion heavier than you initially thought. While Izuku’s eyes easily fall shut into the kiss, yours get blown wide open at the unexpected roughness of the kiss, one of your hands reaching to the front of his shoulder to push lightly away only for one of his hands to immediately leave your face and grip at your wrist firmly, keeping you from pushing him away.
As if understanding the reason behind your startled reaction, he slows down the kiss but remains on the same level of passion as he continues to press his lips as deeply into yours, only slowing his movements enough for you to keep up. The slower pace helps lull you to a sense of comfort and eases you enough to have your eyes fluttering shut and start to move your lips along his, your softer movements contrasting his rougher ones, his own seeming almost desperate.
The hand holding at your wrist loosens its grip and slowly drags yours up to his face with you starting to catch up to his pace, your other hand rushing to wrap your arm around the expanse of his shoulders and pull him deeper in the kiss with your hand on the side of his jaw. Instinctively, his own hands waste no time rearranging themselves with one setting at the back of your head and his other arm wrapping around you, forearm pressed along the length of your back with his hand pressed against your upper back.
While he pulls your entire body into his, he fails to fight the urge to grip the back of your shirt in his rough hand, desperately wanting to feel the skin hiding beneath the cloth. As your lips continue to mesh together, you return the same desperate feeling by gripping at the back of his shoulder, feeling the strong muscles under the shirt urging you to further explore him.
You give in to the temptation and let your hand travel back along his shoulders, the back of his neck, and then over his front as you kiss, at this point both of you are breathing heavily into the kiss against each other, not wanting to break apart even to steady your breaths. With your hand pressed on his chest, feeling the muscle hiding under his shirt, the warmth in his chest reaches a scalding temperature that spreads throughout his body until it grows too scorching to handle.
The hand on your back leaves to your arm that keeps your hand pressed on his chest, pleased to feel your body remaining close to his of his own free will. You feel his hand give your arm a small squeeze before releasing it and following its length with his fingers just barely brushing along your skin, the feather-light grazing giving you goosebumps until his hand reaches your wrist once again, taking hold of it much more gently than last time in a silent cue to signal your departure.
Izuku finally breaks the kiss with a moan and pulls back, only enough to still have his lips skimming against yours as you rest your foreheads against each other. Your eyes open to gaze into one another briefly before closing again, instead focusing on catching your breaths, feeling your hot breaths colliding in small pants with his thumb tracing small patterns along the underside of your wrist, tenderly pressing over your fast pulse and giving a reassuring squeeze as if to help gently bring you back down from the kiss.
Your eyes part open to find his already staring at you with half-lidded eyes and seeing someone other than the shy skittish boy you’d grown used to seeing, instead, seeing a confident young man staring back at you. “Where did you learn how to kiss like that?” You ask, your voice barely above a whisper to which he lets out a small breathy chuckle. “You know me… I just study a lot.” He smiles, the dark look in his eyes having faded away to a more tender one.
You smile at him in amusement with an airy chuckle of your own leaving you, not knowing if to assume him having read up on how to kiss or having seen others do so. “I haven’t kissed anyone else, if that’s what your wondering…” He says in a somewhat hopeful manner, unbeknownst to you how he hoped you having wanted to be his first kiss, and how he hopes to have been your first as well. “I…” You speak while pulling away enough to look at him properly, the smile on your face suddenly fading away.
Izuku’s smile falters after yours, taking in your line of sight set on something off to the side behind him and turning around to follow it, his eyes falling on the group of girls staring through the window with horror in their eyes as if offended at what just took place. His gaze shifts over to Mina holding a teary Uraraka and the way he feels you rip away from his hands pulls him back to reality.
Turning back around to you, he barely has time to register you running away from him. “No! Wait!” He shouts for you, voice back in his higher pitched tone and arms instinctively reaching out for you, seeing you disappear in the trees that surround the dorms, his body freezing in place with his arms staying open for you. “Please.” He utters, his vision starting to water with his hand trembling.
“Don’t leave me.”
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tteokdoroki · 2 years
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i-izuku getting pent up ‘cause he hasn’t had time to jerk off lately. gets distracted so easily when you come around, barely heard a word you say he’s so deep in thought about taking you on his desk, in the agency showers, on his bed, on his floor. maybe he’s even a little rowdier. a little meaner to his hero partner (katsuki) n’ maybe even you if you push his buttons enough.
it all comes to a head when he gets caught up in some sex pollen explosion and you’re so pushy about helping him. he’s not gonna be nice about it, he can’t be.
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+ warnings: afab!reader, rough!deku, he’s so mean :(, size-kink, some dub-con i think </3
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“open the fuck up,” deku grunts, sweat dripping down his brow— teeth gritted and forming a snarl that not even bakugou could rival. his dick hurts, it fucking aches as if he’s going to cum any second, as if all those weeks of not being able to tug one out between meetings and paperwork is finally going to come to fruition. all thanks to that stupid fucking quirk. “i said,” he repeats, tongue pushing into his cheek at the same time his hips jump forward and thick fingers dig into the doughy flesh of your thighs. “open the fuck up. let me in, sweetheart—“
“‘m tryin’—!” you hiccup, pretty eyes usually so full of admiration now teary and red— and you are, trying so hard to stop your tiny little cunt from squeezing down on your sex-crazed boss. you wanted to help but he’s being so mean :( and you can’t tell if it’s the fat and flushed tip of his cock thats making you cry or the menacing way he looks down at you while folding you in half— knees to your shoulders, puffy pussy lips on display all for him. “s’too big!”
“nothings too big, you’ll learn how to take it. you’re good right? then fuuck— take it.” izuku let’s out a feral moan, pushing all his weight down onto you— pushing his leaky tip deeper into your squishy walls with a sigh of relief. almost there, you’re almost all his. he’ll finally get to cum soon. “stop y’cryin,” he slurs over the saliva in his mouth, chest hot and heaving against your own as izuku slings your fleshy thighs over his broad shoulders— spreading that angel cunt over his veiny dick. “please, baby,” deku adds gently...he doesn’t really mean it when he says it, seeing stars every time you sniff and accidentally clamp down like you’re trying to trap him inside. pussy so good izuku feels like he might die before he gets to cream it. “what’re you crying for, honey? if only this pussy—“ he pulls out, slapping the length of his cock against your silky folds as you cream pearly white beads. “cried as much as you did, maybe then you’d be able to fit my cock inside ‘n make me fuckin’ cum.” there’s a teasing lilt to his voice but it’s still so mean that it makes your face scrunch up.
slap. slap. slap. “you said you wanted to help, why won’t you open up baby?” it’s almost cruel how he speaks to you, down on you as if you’re nothing but a cocksleeve for his pretty dick to mess up and cum all over.
“izuku! please!” you sniffle, delirious with ecstasy and a fizzy brain to the point where you can’t even think. “‘m tryin’— oh god... i-i really am,” drooling against yourself you try to push your hips up to take him deeper and there’s a satisfying pop as izuku’s cock dives deep into your sweet pussy, brushing up against your sensitive walls until he hits your womb. you both groan deep— bodies hot and sweaty and stuck together while you grind and bump.
the pro hero’s mop of green locks pulls from your neck, a smirk painted across his usually smiling and gentle lips. “there you go angel, in it goes,” deku whispers, taunts you as he pulls his hips back to watch you squirm and claw at him for more— eventually slamming back into you so that you’re nice and full. “maybe this pussy isn’t so pathetic after all.” you jolt up the bed, whole body trembling as you nod your head desperate for more of izuku, desperate to cum.
you did say you would deku help after all— even if that meant helping yourself to some pleasure too.
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icyhottodo · 1 year
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MHA BOYS WHEN THEY HAVE A SHY S/O
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characters: midoriya izuku, todoroki shoto, bakugo katsuki, denki kaminari, kirishima ejiro
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✩ MIDORIYA is also a pretty shy person if the conversation isn't about hero stuff. but i feel like he would take the bigger shoe so he can be your "hero". when collaborating with class 1b or meeting new people, you would hide behind midoriya while he would introduce the both of you.
"oh hi! i am midoriya; you can call me deku!... oh the person behind me? this is my significant other (y/n)! they’re a bit shy at first, but they’ll warm up soon. don’t worry."
✩ TODOROKI there aren’t many situations where your shyness may even become a hindrance when dating todoroki. todoroki prefers to be alone with you inside at home, instead of going out and meeting new people. but, of course, you two had to meet in order to become each other’s partners.
when todoroki first met you, he thought you were the cutest thing ever. hiding behind your friend and shyly introducing yourself. he would just coo at you whenever you did anything on your own.
"you're just so cute!" todoroki would pinch your cheeks.
✩  BAKUGO tries to hold back on his aggression, especially when he is around you. your presence is his outlet when things are stressful; he would just cuddle with you, and it feels like his worries are being flown away. bakugo is the yin, and you’re the yang. you genuinely help him for the better. his classmates can tell that you’re changing him for the better.
"you’re doing this for (y/n) aren’t you?"
"of fucking course i am."
✩ DENKI will do all the talking for you if you want. this man has no shame socially. heck, he will even embarrass himself in public to make you even a smidge comfortable. you two were out shopping at the mall when you saw a free stage. denki starts going up on stage and randomly dancing. you laugh to the side until denki starts pulling you on stage, which makes you shake your head nervously.
“look at me (y/n)! see if i am doing this, everything is fine, okay?”
or when hanging out with friends,
“(y/n) says that we should go to the park first.”
✩ KIRISHIMA is basically a big ol’ bear that needs love and affection. he’ll protect you no matter what, as long as you are comfortable. you two were at a party, and you were feeling uncomfortable at the number of people in one room. so you tug kirishima’s shirt, making him lean into your height, and whisper in his ear.
“can we leave? i don’t want to be here.”
you can bet that you two will be out of the party in a millisecond.
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kyuuppi · 1 year
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Y'know the TikTok trend of girls saying they turn their brains off when with their boyfriends? Like their bf just leads them around Target and makes all the decisions for them. I feel like Deku is the perfect man for this.
Like he's practically glowing with the knowledge that you trust him to take care of you. He loves protecting people, it's literally in his DNA, and it's extra rewarding when it's you he's taking care of. He thinks of that role as a great honor and privilege so he takes it very seriously. Every decision he makes is carefully calculated and he gauges your reactions closely. The moment you look even the slightest bit pleased, a grin is splitting his face in half and he's on a high for the rest of the week.
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shotorozu · 2 years
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For the physical intimacy prompt: deku and nose boops!
BOOP — MIDORIYA IZUKU
(send me a bnha character + a physical intimacy prompt in my inbox and i’ll make something out of it!)
note(s): this was kinda shorter than i imagined. i also don’t know what this is and where i was going with it LMAO but yknow what, there’s other midoriya related stuff i’ll write later 👍
»»————- ♡ ————-««
it’s only when you’re right in front of him, at arms reach— when izuku notices you standing in front of him.
despite everything he’s gone through, despite everything you two are— his cheeks go red at the promixity (or, almost lack thereof) and he lets out a small noise.
he jumps back in his chair, creating some distance. you let out a laugh, though sheepishly. “sorry. i didn’t mean to startle you.”
“.. i didn’t mean to get so startled easily.” he replies back, looking up at you from his seated position.
“touché. but it can’t be helped if you’re focused on your notebook!” you reply lightheartedly, and go back to being close to him. you inch your face closer to his— and you’re focused on every detail, as if there was something you wanted to study on his face.
“w—what?” he asks, growing hotter at your observantness. he’s starting to ponder if there’s something on his face— like a dabble of curry sauce he forgot to wipe, or a tiny scratch he forgot or felt the need to take care of.
and then, you reach up and boop him on the nose.
he chokes a little when your finger— soft and gentle on his nose, lingers. and then your finger trails elsewhere on his face in a swiping motion, going from the tip of his nose to his cheeks, and back to his nose.
“did you know that your nose has a lot of freckles?” you ask, your eyes trailing onto his nose. he could take a guess, say that you’re trying to count his freckles, and probably be correct. “at first i was kind of curious on the amount, and then i booped your nose and you reacted so nicely!”
his guess was accurate.
you boop him on the nose again, enjoying the way his face lights up (albeit subtly) and how his cheeks go a bit brighter in color. it makes him look fresh, surprisingly.
what was also surprising, was the way he reached up. you feel like he’s hesitating, until he levels his hand to your face. he then sticks his pointer finger and directs it closer to your face— and reaches as far as he could from his current position.
the tip of his finger makes contact with your nose, and he boops it— making you two even in action.
“boop.” he says, with a small smile that’s as radiant as the sun.
he moves to draw his hand back, but you stop him— unfolding his folded fingers from the pointed hand position, and then you direct his hand to rest against your cheek, laying a hand over his.
you hold that position for a short moment, before booping him unexpectedly.
he looks like he’s at a lost for words.
you smile, appreciating the silent effect you have on him, and pull back from the proximity. “i’ll let you focus on your notebook for now, if you need me i’ll be.. at the corner of your room.”
you smile at him one last time (for that single moment), and izuku concludes that he won’t be able to focus.
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star-light-imagines · 11 months
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Reader has all mights muscle form as a quirk. (Gender neutral pls)
Izuku begins to subtly pick up that the reader is overusing there quirk just based on how skinny the listener's "real form" is becoming and how tired they are.
How would izuku remedy the situation and get the listener to rest and stop their self-destructive behavior.
You Can Rest Now.
❦ ❧ Includes - Izuku x reader. comfort / fluff.
❦ ❧ Warnings- gn! reader. stressed / self-destructive reader. long day and helpful Izuku at your service.
❦ ❧ Word Count- 2,094
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The warmth of your bed calls to you , a needy call that refuses to be heard as you enter the dormitory. The days are getting harder and longer as you continue increasing the daily training.
However, what else could you do? The villains aren't going to wait for you to get stronger, no if you show any form of weakness in a battle with a villain you are done for. That's why for the last month you've been pushing through extra training sessions with Aizawa before & after school.
The fatigue starts to heighten each step towards your room, just as you are about to get to the elevator there's a heavy grip on your shoulder that stops you from taking another step.
"Izuku?" Why didn't I notice him walk up to me? My senses are usually able to help me determine when someone approaches me before they are able to touch me.
"y/n , aren't you going to eat dinner with the rest of us? "
That's when you vaguely overhear the sounds of your classmates laughing down the hall and the delicious smell of Katsudon. How did I miss that when I walked into the dorms? I must have really overworked myself today.
"Not tonight, I really just want to go to bed." I saw with the brightest smile I can manage.
Izuku's eyes darken a bit as he sets a hard stare on me. His hand on my shoulder tightens slightly as I try to turn once again. I catch his stare evenly for a moment , his deep frown setting in where his smile usually rests when speaking to me.
"That's the fourth time this week and at least the tenth time this month. Are you even eating throughout the day?" He asks with sad eyes as his hand lingers down to catch my wrist in his.
"Of course I am. This is nothing to worry about." Laughing off his concern with a lighthearted wave. "I didn't know being a fanboy included writing down your classmates eating habits."
His face turns bright red as his hand lets go of my wrist. Wide green eyes stare into mine.
"I didn't , I wouldn't! I'm just- I'm just worried about you y/n. Please make sure you are taking care of yourself. I know you are training more than normal lately." He nervously explains while awkwardly looking down at the floor between us.
"I will , I promises."
Turning towards the elevator once more you make the trek towards the comfy shelter of your room. The heat from Izuku's grip on your wrist slowly fading as a chill takes over , making you want to reach out for the heat that radiates off of him.
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"Deku where did you run off to?" Ochako calls from her seat beside Tsu and Iida.
"I saw y/n walk in and wanted to ask if they would join us for dinner tonight." Izuku states with a warm smile before retaking his seat beside Iida.
Ochako's eyebrows pull upwards into a deep thinking expression settles onto her face.
"Now that you mention it, when is the last time y/n had dinner with everyone?"
"Oh no need to worry, y/n assured me that they are fine and are eating regular meals. You know how busy everyone can get with the extra trainings and work studies we don't get as much time as a class as we used to." He hurriedly states to not alarm anyone else to your overtired state.
"Well that is true! Ugh! I miss hanging out as a class with everyone, we should plan something soon in the dorm. " She says happily before taking another bite of her meal.
"That's a great Idea!" Iida says with a wide smile on his face as he begins to loudly plan the details.
Izuku stares off silently while eating, blurring out the conversations around him as he starts to think.
Was it really nothing?
Were you really okay?
Your quirk is similar to All Might's, the muscle form ability and how when the quirk isn't actively being used you transform into a deflated 'normal' version of yourself. However, the worry keeps gnawing at the back of his mind.
Why are your regular clothes suddenly much baggier than a couple of weeks ago ?
Just a few moments ago he had noticed how your school uniform was hanging off your body far more than usual. The way your wrist felt more bony and scrawny than normal. Now that he was thinking about it there was a few things that were bothering him about your appearance just now.
your always vibrant (h/c) was duller and held less volume, the ever-growing dark bags under your eyes were from multiple days of lack of sleep not just a few here and there. The fact that it seemed like you couldn't even hear him when he approached you until he grabbed your shoulder.
Is y/n overusing their quirk ? they must be.
He drops his chopsticks in shock as the pieces all come together of the subtle hints he has picked up over the last few months.
...The early mornings where he saw you already up before everyone else training meant you didn't sleep...
...The baggy school uniform , meant you weren't eating due to the fatigue...
Everyone's eyes were on him , but all he could think about was you and how he was going to get you to keep your promise.
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As much as you wanted to sleep the fatigue and the body pain away for the night, your hyperactive brain wouldn't let you. Why did you expect anything else at this point?
You tossed and turned trying to will your brain to slip into the darkness of your room and into a peaceful sleep, however each turn moment your mind was racked with thoughts.
I should be training.
I'm wasting time I don't have.
If I could just get out of bed right now and go train a bit more then maybe I'll sleep easier... maybe I'll finally feel like I deserve to rest.
The digital clock lit up the dark room with 4:20 AM etched into the screen. It's a Saturday and no-one would be up for at least a few more hours. There was no use in trying to sleep at this point you determined, might as well let the plaguing thoughts take hold.
You move to get out of the warm bed , your muscles screaming at you with each movement. It's getting harder each day to continue this little routine.
'I will, I promise.' Why did I even promise that? it's not like I'm able to keep it.
No, not when my mind won't allow me to rest.
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The brisk morning breeze shook your figure as you began to use your quirk. The trees blew in the wind around you, and you focused every screaming muscle to kneel to your will.
A figure watched you from the tree line close to the dormitory, not that you could have noticed in drained out state. Your eyes closed in pain as you pushed yourself beyond your quirk limits once again.
"STOP!" A voice yelled as a strong grip yanked you into a firm and warm chest.
"Wha-"
"Why are you overusing your quirk to this extent Y/N!" Izuku interrupted you.
You move your head slightly up towards the voice, to look up at him from the position of being face first in his chest and his arms wrapped around you in a fierce grip. His face was leaning down close to yours , dark green hair covering his eyes to keep you from seeing the green orbs underneath.
"Don't you see what you're doing to yourself?!" He said angrily once you hadn't answered.
"You are wasting away!" He says with a waver in his voice as tears stream down his cheeks , falling on to you.
His vice grip hug he had placed you in had gotten tighter, as you start to feel the guilt rack your body at his words. He was worried about you.
"I'm - I'm sorry." you say as you waver , not fully comprehending everything going on.
"Why?! Why are you doing this to yourself?!"
Izuku drops his hold on you only to lift one of your hands In his , as he feels the scrawny bones sticking out from your wrists. Rubbing his thumb over in circling comfort motions.
"I can't - I can't " you start , but find it hard to breathe through your tears.
"You can't what?" Izuku interrupts with a softer voice looking into your eyes now , tears streaming down both your cheeks as he places his warm palms on your face to brush them away.
"I can't rest. Every time I try to force myself to sleep more than a few hours , every time I try to relax I think about how I should be doing more. How I need to get stronger and It keeps me from sleeping , keeps me from eating without having this anxious feeling that I'm losing time."
Izuku breathes in and hums in thought at your words. Brushing off the tears that continue to fall with his thumbs. The unease in your heart has finally been spilled out in the open for someone other than yourself to see.
"Okay then let me help you rest." He states with a small smile before leading you back towards the dormitory.
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You were now in his All Might decorated room , laying on his warm bed. Izuku had taken a seat on the floor still holding your hand as he placed his head on the mattress.
The air diffuser buzzed slightly throughout the dark room, the lavender scent reaching your nose in a comforting way to lure you to sleep. Izuku had told you on the way to his dorm, all the tips and tricks that he would try to help you rest your mind and the idea he had about making a journal full of his ideas if this ever happened in the future as well.
You couldn't help the small smile that graced your lips as you closed your eyes, finally starting to feel at peace, especially since a heavy weighted blanket now stopped you from tossing and turning on the bed.
"It's okay y/n." you heard Izuku say sleepily before stroking his fingers through your hair.
You were barely holding onto consciousness , your mind no longer hindering you from resting but you felt as if you needed just one little push before you could finally will yourself to sleep.
"You can rest now."
Sleep overtook you , a relaxed and peaceful expression taking over your facial features as your hand was still tightly held in Izuku's grip. The clam and tranquil morning light never breaking through the blackout curtains as you continued to snooze with Izuku protecting your slumber throughout the day.
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Bonus Scene:
"Hey Izuku , Why were you outside at four in the morning?" You question as you scoff down the leftover Katsudon he had brought you once you woke up from your long slumber.
"Oh yeah , about that haha-" He starts off nervously as he plays with his chopsticks. "Well you see, last night I was able to put together how you must have been over using your quirk, as since I've seen you already training before I start my training in the mornings I figured I would confront you about it."
A red blush forms on his cheeks as he tries to not meet your eyes. You can't stop the smile that forms on your lips as you reach for one of his hands.
"You want to know what else would help me relax the next time I need to rest?" you say with a sly smile.
"What?" The blush grows darker as he looks between the coy look in your eyes and the hand resting in his.
"Cuddles."
You pull him closer to you while being mindful to make sure the food is safe and out of reach.
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A/N: This was way longer than I had originally intended, but since this has been sitting in my inbox for awhile hopefully that makes up for the wait.
My requests box is now open again.
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dearieshima · 1 year
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BIG FISH ! ─✦
─✦𝔠𝔴. nothing, deku going fishing with his son and it turns out to be a disaster </3
Thinking about how you propose and idea to Midoriya about taking his son fishing as a father-son bonding activity.
Thinking about Midoriya hesitantly agreeing, wanting to restore a sense of normality between them since it has been stolen from their lives as soon as Midoriya decided he wanted to be the number one hero.
Thinking about how Midoriya hesitates because he had no father figure in his life to enjoy fishing with and therefore, has no idea what to do.
Thinking about Midoriya in his cute bucket hat and vest, sitting on a dock in a camping chair. His son, who's wearing similar clothes, but sports a life vest instead of a traditional vest, is cheerfully conversing with him. The wiggly bait is not yet seducing for fish to bite.
Thinking about how his son's hook gets caught on a log or maybe entangled in a plastic bag so Midoriya hands him his so he can get it unstuck.
Thinking about how his son tries to warn his father that he feels like something, something rather heavy, is nibbling on the bait, but Midoriya's mind is on how to untangle the hook.
Thinking about how midoriya jumps at the sound of a large splash and a cut-off shout. How quickly he realizes that the massive fish had pulled his son into the water.
Thinking about how quickly the over-protective father and hero clash inside of him as he reacts, diving headfirst into the water to rescue his son (despite he's wearing a life vest).
Thinking about how Midoriya pulls him from the water, the fishing rod as well in his hand and the fish still intact, later revealing to be a 95-pound catfish.
Thinking about how his son is laughing at the frightening moment, wanting to fish again next weekend.
Just thinking about Midoriya being in father and son things </3
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kairitai · 1 year
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Can't decide what to write first, wanna help?
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beybuniki · 29 days
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band-aid ^-^
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veenxys · 1 year
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「BNHA Boys with a s/o who is clingy when sleepy」
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⤷ Bakugou
he would act like he was angry about it; the kind of jokingly complaining like “why are you getting clingy all of a sudden?” “what are you, a koala?” “hey, if you sleep like this, you’ll drool all over my shirt.” but as soon as you pout and walk away, he rolls his eyes and pulls you back to him, trapping you in his arms or with his body. “where do you think you’re going? get back here,” then happily he cradles you and places soft kisses on the top of your head.
⤷ Deku
he gets even more smiley and embarrassed when you start clinging to his arm as you walk back home. “sleepy?” he ruffles your hair lightly before placing a soft kiss on top of your head; and honestly his heart is melting. he offers to give you a piggy back ride so you can take a nap. “we are almost home; hang in there,”
⤷ Todoroki
he’d be a little surprised at first, especially if you’re not normally clingy or as affectionate, but he’d get used to it; if you were sleeping on the couch he would take you to bed carefully and when you refuse to let him go he tries to playfully argue with you and say he has work to do but honestly he thinks you are very cute and doesn’t have the courage to refuse, so he would bring everything he needs to work so he can do it on your side. he also likes you to pet him while he reads a book or watches something on his phone or something and looks at you adoringly with a smile or a small laugh before continuing on what he was doing before.
⤷ Denki
“awn, cuuteee-” he would say, his voice almost a scream as he hugs you and pulls you closer; he was really very quiet afterwards, just stroking you while you slept, not thinking, running his fingers down your back, drawing little patterns or letters. it would be a blissfully quiet time, just enjoying each other’s presence and warmth. then he opens his mouth to say, “hey babe, why are you so cute all the time??”
⤷ Tamaki
you are in the backseat of the car when you suddenly approach him, practically clutching his arms, almost dozing; he puts down the phone he was scrolling and looks at you, “are you sleepy?” he asks rhetorically with a chuckle, you gently tilts his head so that it rests on his shoulder, “go ahead and take a nap; i’ll wake you up when we get there,” he says and holds your hand the entire way and kisses it a few times.
⤷ Shinsou
he would be calm outside, but his heart would just melt; he’s reading in bed when you sleepily tug at his sleeve, a silent line for him to crawl under the covers and approach. he puts his arms around your shoulders as he lets you sleep; you try to move his hand to your head. he is a little confused at first, but laughs when he realizes, “like this?” he says as he strokes your hair. he looks at you with a big smile on his face as you mumble contentedly and hug his waist tighter.
⤷ Hawks
would he be a little confused at first and look at you as if to say what’s gotten into you? but in all honesty, he would be the softest being ever; he would make videos and photos of you, with his hands poking or playing with your cheeks because he thinks you are the cutest thing in the world. he would also 100% let you hold his hand and use his arm to hug. he kisses you on the forehead and chaste kisses on the lips when he thinks you’ve fallen asleep, but suddenly you open your eyes and he backs away so quickly, the blush creeping up his cheeks; and blush even more when you snuggle closer and press lazy little kisses to his cheek.
⤷ Dabi
he’s watching tv when you arrive and lazily sits on his lap, resting your cheek on his shoulder. he kind of freezes up at first because he doesn’t know what to do but relaxes right away and asks if you’ve had a tiring day. then moves to get up but stops and laughs when you hold him tighter, “i’m just taking you to bed; it’ll be more comfortable there,” “who said?” you mumble. “…okay,” he says, wrapping his arms around your waist and shifting a bit to find a more comfortable position for the two of you; in the end, he didn’t wake you up because you were so cute and comfortable that he just wanted to keep holding you in his arms, and that’s what he did.
⤷ Shigaraki
he’s in the middle of a game when you whimper sleepily for hugs as you drag him to bed. he holds the controller out of your reach. “wait, y/n, i’m about to – fuck no!” he groans when he loses before shooting you a look and basically tackling you on the bed, suffocating you with a bear hug. “you made me lose, i’m not gonna let you go now; this is your punishment,” despite your drowsiness, you laugh and tighten your embrace, suffocating him in an equally eager hug until both of you relents at the same time. you then slowly drift off to sleep in his arms and he soon follows suit.
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jaded-ghoster · 3 months
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rest in peace, beloved dad for one theory
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derpy-dogs-n-cats · 3 months
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tteokdoroki · 1 year
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ur cherry chaser izuku lives rent free in my head ty for being so amazing ❤️❤️
hiiii hehe ty !!! here’s some more for you <3
warnings: dubcon, cherry chasing, ill prep, power imbalance, virgin!reader.
izuku is such a freak for only ever liking virgins.
he likes how it’s so easy to control their pleasure how effortlessly he can dominate someone he knows can’t say no to him, who doesn’t know any better than the stretch of his fat dick and blunt cockhead against a g-spot they could barely reach with their own fingers.
and then there’s you, you’re so pretty— like a flower blooming for spring and maybe you’re a little naive for abandoning your sidekick gig at a lower level agency to work side by side with the deku but it all works out in his favour… he can sniff the innocence between your thighs from a mile away, can taste how sweet you are just from looking at you flinch whenever someone that isn’t him touches you; the way you melt into izuku’s safety net persona of being the number one.
it means you trust him.
you trust deku, your hero, when he takes you out with all the other pros from his class— when he has you sit between an overly flirty chargebolt and a big mean dynamight who pester and tease you all night long. you trust deku when he puts a hand on your thigh when kaminari gets up for drinks after inviting you back to his place for god knows what— “let’s get you home safe, yeah? sorry about them, they don’t know how to act around a pretty girl like you.” and the compliment sends a shiver down your spine, a twinge in your cute cunt; and you know what that means, you’re ashamed of it too.
you shouldn’t be getting so wet from a little chivalry shown to you by the hero you idolise. especially when you don’t know what izuku’s true intentions are. you let him walk you home, so sweetly invite your idol in for tea and it’s not until you have your back turned to him, stirring a spoonful of sugar into his hot beverage when you feel abs ripple against your back and warm alcohol tinged breath against the shell of your ear.
“you’re a virgin aren’t you, sweetheart?” deku asks with his hands half up your skirt, thick fingers pressed against the crotch of your panties that are already embarrassingly slick and his freckled cheek resting on your shoulder. “that why you didn’t wanna go home with kaminari?” you squeak and drop the teaspoon to your counter, cute little face scrunched up and your heart hammering in your chest for izuku’s fingers are so skilled, sweetly drawing his name against your puffy clit, mouth mocking your moans and tugging against your earlobe. “why you let me in instead, is this your little gift to me, baby?”
you shakily whimper out a ‘yes’ and izuku almost wishes you’d said no, almost wishes you hadn’t been such an easy target so he didn’t have to take advantage of his darling little sidekick and your angel cunt, your sloppy little clit and tight hole that clamps down so fucking hard at just one finger.
poor you, poor baby— tears glimmering in your eyes as you grip the counter top, moans caught in your throat after izuku’s pulled his cock out and slipped it into your panties, languidly dragging his hips back and forth to get you nice and wet— teasing your entrance with the hot sticky tip of his cock. “tell me thank you, for being your first,” he goads you, having finally pushed in, stretching your tiny heat over his big cock, listening in delight for the creamy sound your sex makes as he slowly ruts into you from behind, barely letting you adjust. “c’mon baby, say ‘thank you izuku, for being my first.’”
“t-thank you izuku, f-for being… hic…my first.”
“so…f-fuck, so good baby.” izuku smiles, that same smile he has plastered on his handsomely tanned and freckled face— he kisses your shoulder next and hikes your leg up onto the counter to plough into your spongey walls a little deeper, jam right up against that spot which’ll feel good; make it stop hurting and instead make you gargle and gasp as if the air has been sucked out of your lungs. “oh. you’re so tight, so cute, perfect little virgin baby, huh?”
deku groans into your skin, drooling against your back before he presses his weight into you with every thrust— increasing the pace until there’s stars in your eyes. fumbling beside you, you reach for your hero’s hand, squeezing your interlaced fingers and lay limp beneath him— taking in the lewd squelch of your own pussy, the salacious mewls of your boss and the slap of his balls against your ass. you happily accept your fate as izuku’s virgin fuck toy; falling limp beneath his strong body.
“t-thank you, izuku,” you manage to slur, placated by being so full, drooling on your counter top with a hazy smile and judgement. “f’fucking me,”
and deku laughs, his warm hand that you trust so much on the base of your spine to arch your back a little more for him.
“you’re welcome baby,” he coos. “what are heroes for?”
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icyhottodo · 1 year
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[6:52 pm] ━ MIDORYIA IZUKU
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skincare. is one of the most essential things to keep yourself looking young and fresh, you always make sure to do a face mask at least once a week. and today was the day you stood in front of a mirror in your bathroom. 
you just finished washing your face and wore a headband to keep your hair out of your face. afterward, you pulled out one of your favorite face masks. carefully ripping off the packaging, unraveling the slimy mask, and cautiously putting the mask on your face. you smooth out any wrinkles the mask may have made when your bf!deku walks in on your spa day. 
at the first glance, you can tell your boyfriend got home from his work-study and is extremely tired from today. so you gently grabbed izuku’s wrist and pulled him into your skincare, deciding it would be better for him to relax with you today.
“soooo, what’s first?” deku asked. he feels awkward, deku never really joined your spa sessions until now.
“first wash your face. what type of face mask do you want?” you asked while giving him one of your cleansers.
deku only let out a hum, meaning to just give him anything you thought would suit him. he thoroughly washes his face with the cleanser you lent him, while you would try to find a face mask for him. when izuku was done–he turned to you, and wordlessly, you put on the face mask for him.
deku notices how close you are to his face, and even though you two have been in a relationship for a while, izuku can never get used to your enchanting presence. this caused a bright pink paint on his face. when deku felt a small sweat gland falling from the side of his face, he thought it would be better for him to look away from your pretty face. 
but because of izuku’s sudden movement, you somehow managed to mess up your face mask. the face mask was starting to slip off of your face but you were so focused on making deku’s face mask perfectly that you didn't even notice it falling.
when deku turned back to you and saw your mask falling, it made him chuckle slightly. you made a sound out of confusion, wondering what your boyfriend was laughing at, pulling your hands away from his face.
when izuku stopped grinning, he spoke up saying, “your facial mask is falling off. i’ll fix it for you.”
and this time–the situation was the other way around, deku was fixing your face mask instead. when deku made it stop descending, he cupped your cheeks with both of his hands and stared at you for a while. like how he would analyze superheroes, you felt his gaze analyze every feature of yours until you felt soft lips on yours.
“are you and deku done fuckin’ making out? i gotta shit.” 
you two hear a loud husky voice, automatically knowing it’s bakugo from the cursing. deku pulled away from you and put his hand on his nape, turning to bakugo. deku became embarrassed when he got caught by his childhood friend.
“oh hi kaachan! don’t worry, we’re about to leave.”
then you and deku noticed kirishima pop out behind bakugo when you two were walking out from the bathroom.
“hey, for the record, i thought you two were extremely cute there.”
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