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tired-teacher-blog · 2 days

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Whenever he's craving a kiss from you, Izuku would do anything in his power to have his wish fulfilled without wording the request itself, never daring to hold eye contact either, and simply averting his gaze while struggling to get his point across because he'll die of embarrassment otherwise.

Last week for instance, you had decided to curl up on the sofa with a cup of cocoa and a movie to watch, saving a spot for your boyfriend who -for a while- was nowhere to be seen.

You could still sense his presence in the hallway though, shuffling around nervously and mumbling under his breath about something that you could not unravel, until finally appearing, hobbling his way to you and plopping down with an exaggerated 'humph' that announced his plea for your attention.

_ "What is it honey? Did something happen? Was there a problem at work today?" you paused the movie and shifted your weight a bit so you could face him instead, searching his eyes for an answer that came soon after.

_ "What! No no there were no problems I promise, everything is fine!" an awkward chuckle rocked his chest as he scratched the back of his head nervously.

It's astounding really, that this beast of a man, the number one hero who's bigger than most guys his age, and who strikes fear in the hearts of everyone that dares oppose him, can be reduced to a bashful mess in front of you.

_ "Then what is it? Tell me." and you couldn't help the curl of your lips as you took in the blush reaching the tip of his ear.

His only response was a frustrated huff and a cute little pout while he fidgeted anxiously in his seat.

You watched in amusement as he took your hand in his and fiddled with your fingers, your smile growing wider when he suddenly leaned his face into your warm palm, rubbing his cheek against it like a little puppy before gently pressing the delicate tips of your fingers on his parted lips.

Cute..

Your heart swelled with adoration for the man in front of you as he strove to wordlessly justify his behavior, and as much as you wished to feign nonchalance for a tiny bit longer, your eagerness for closeness matched his own.

_ "Izuku, look at me." you softly requested and he instantly obliged, bright eyes focused on yours as you slowly leaned in to capture his lips..

That's your man, too needy to sit still when you're around, and too shy to express his desires verbally, fortunately though, he doesn't really have to, since you always get him.

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sixosix · 5 months

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heyooo!! can I request Izuku when his fingers accidentally brush against the readers??? And they grab his hand and he gets all flustered <333 sorry I just can’t get this scenario out of my head!! He’s so silly!! /pos

a/n omf i cant believe my izuku readers r still alive… i havent caught up in the manga since forever so if theres anything wrong, thats why LOL i missed izuku so much T__T, wc 1k

Izuku is guarding a terrible, terrible secret. One that he wouldn’t even admit if his classmates roped him into an intense game of Truth or Dare, unless drunk, probably. Which will never happen.

Class 1-A Dorms roars with laughter. Izuku swears he can feel the building shaking as the students occupying the vast space of the living room burst into another fit of cackles. The other building could probably hear it, and they’d get a noise complaint the next morning, from 1-B, no less.

They’re watching a movie. Comedy, perhaps; Izuku wasn’t paying much attention when they were picking, but he could pick up the clues of what the characters on screen are saying, his classmates jostling his shoulders as they giggle, and, of course, the same mp3 laugh track that plays for the rest of the film.

Izuku is tucked into the far corner of the couch, squished between Todoroki and Uraraka. Uraraka laughs with her whole body, her head thrown back as she claps in delight. Todoroki laughs once, a huff of amusement, just a curl of his lips.

And on the floor, nestled between where Izuku dutifully keeps his knees spread so as to not hurt, sits you—the whole reason why Izuku is struggling to focus on the movie in the first place.

He’s eternally grateful that keeping the lights dim while watching films is a thing, or else everyone would’ve long noticed his burning face. He looks like a strawberry, and feels like a strawberry left under the sun. Todoroki had cast him a glance, vague amusement playing on his stoic face. Izuku wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in there forever.

“Sorry, Izuku,” you say, loud enough to be heard over the film but quiet enough that it’s only shared between the two of you. He wills his legs not to jump up in surprise. “Can I just lay for a bit? I’m getting kinda sleepy.”

“No problem,” Izuku says after a beat, managing to not fuck up and stammer embarrassingly in front of you. Or should it be behind you?

You tilt your head upward, meeting his eyes. “Thank you.”

“Y-Yes. I mean, you’re welcome.” Dammit.

Izuku breathes a sigh of relief when your attention is promptly stolen by the laugh track, and Kaminari yelps a cackle.

He catches something from the corner of his eye, paling at the sight of a terrifying expression on Uraraka’s face. If devils had round eyes and rounder cheeks, smiling in a way that fits their nature, it would be a picture of evilness Uraraka is portraying at this moment.

He squints inquisitively at her.

Uraraka grins. “Your hand,” she whispers, then does something he can’t quite figure out.

Confused, Izuku shows her his hand, scars and all.

Uraraka looks unimpressed, and Izuku wilts. He can’t hear her properly, with the movie picking up pace and sound effects. Uraraka makes a grand demonstration of splaying her hand and resting it on the crown of her hair, then gestures wildly at your head.

As soon as understanding dawns on Izuku, his face feels drained of blood, horrified. “No,” he mouths desperately. “No.” Again, for good measure.

“Yes,” she mouths back, taking matters into her own hands by quite literally taking his hand and moving to place it on your head. But he panics and jostles your hands resting on his lap instead.

Izuku pales. The characters in the movie shriek. “Sorry,” he squeaks out, then glares at Uraraka, who’s holding in her laughter.

He heaves a heavy breath when you cast him a curious glance.

“You—Sorry, I, my hand—No, I mean, I didn’t mean to do that,” he blurts uselessly, waving his arms around in a desperate attempt to hide his face, which is surely the same shade as anything red.

What the hell, his brain hisses. Izuku, you idiot, you’ve done it now.

He watches with bated breath as you take his hand instead of laughing at his face. He watches as you lace your fingers with his instead of seeing your face scrunch up in disgust. His heart flutters, threatening to fly off his chest and into the shared warmth of your hands.

Instead, he deflates like a red balloon, his mouth forming words that sound like nitpicking vowels from a series of keyboard smashes.

“I don’t mind,” you say. “Relax. I want you to hold me.”

It’s a little hard to relax when your words float around in his mind like a broken record.

Once the movie ends and the noise subsides, his classmates collectively keep their messes—namely, the thrown popcorn and spilled soda on the carpet—and return to their rooms. But Izuku can’t do that, not when he has a Y/N who is still resting against his lap.

He waves goodbye at Uraraka and Iida, the former making kissy faces and Iida solemnly sending him his prayers.

Izuku resigns himself to his fate, sighing softly. Well, despite everything, he likes the fact that you never once let go of his hand.

“I like your hands,” you say, as if answering his thoughts. Izuku jolts and can’t help it because he thought you were asleep.

“You… do?”

Izuku thinks his hands are ugly, scars running all the way to his shoulders like protruding veins. He hates seeing it.

“I do,” you say, squeezing it tenderly. “I’m glad it’s still together and working after all you’ve done to it. I like them.”

Izuku bites his bottom lip, harsh enough that it’s nearly drawing blood, lest he says something stupid like, ‘I like you’. He doesn’t, thankfully. Yet it’s there, on the tip of his tongue. If you asked him what’s on his mind, he would’ve said it.

But he guards his secret a little while longer and hopes that someday he’ll be able to share it with you.

“Thank you,” he murmurs, finding the courage to squeeze your hand. Much to his delight, you do it back and smile. He’s melting. “Can we, uhm, stay here for a bit?”

You laugh, rising from your position. Izuku nearly panics and holds you down because he doesn’t want to lose this moment just yet. But he finds himself stunned when you settle beside him and rest your head against his shoulder instead. “Sleep,” you say. “We’ll stay here for a bit.”

“O-Okay, yeah,” he whispers, reaching for your hand once more.

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hajiberry · 1 year

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“ARE YOU STUPID?”

When Deku saw you walking into his hospital room he wasn’t expecting you to be shouting at him about his lack of intelligence.

Before he could even form a response you were grabbing onto his face, inspecting every inch. “Like what the hell were you thinking”, you mumbled as you continued to check for any visible injuries.

“I was thinking I was doing my job”, he retorted, his cheeks squished in between your fingers.

Dropping his face you gave him a look, “you unnecessarily put yourself in danger today don’t even”,

Leaning his head back he sighed,“You sound like my mom”, as soon as the words left his mouth he regretted them, wished he could throw them right back where they came from.

“If being someone who loves you and cares about your well-being equates to sounding like your mom then so be it”, walking over to the wall you grabbed his chart, reading over his injuries.

“I don’t think your supposed to have that”

“Oh my god you fractured a rib?” Eyes widening you looked at him before continuing to read the chart. “Shit babe I think you’re gonna be home for a while”

“I’ll just go see recovery girl I’ll be fine”, before you could argue with his statement he rushed out “and I’ve broken a rib before, it honestly sounds worse than it is I’m okay”

“Izuku”, crossing your arms you looked at him like you wanted to argue but decided against it since he was in the hospital. Instead you crawled up in the bed next to you, being careful not to brush up against him too much.

“Thank you for being here”, he said softly, reaching out for your hand.

Looking at him you playfully rolled your eyes “of course I’d be here, couldn’t have you convincing the doctors to let you go back on patrol today”

Chuckling he nudged your shoulder with his, “nah, I’ll give it a day”

“You know you should at least be out for three or four”, leaning your head on his shoulder you rubbed his thigh, taking a moment to thank whatever greater power was responsible for letting him see another day.

“People need me”, leaning his head down he kissed your forehead, giving you a small smile.

“You know I do too”, you said softly, looking at him

“You have me”, he replied, like it was that simple.

“I know I’m just saying you gotta remember that. That I need you to come home to me”,

His face softened, leaning forward he pressed his lips to yours, gently reassuring you. “And I’ll keep coming home, okay?”,

Nodding you gave him a small smile, “okay”

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a little while before you spoke up, “I called your mom and told her what happened. She’s on her way”

Looking at you his jaw dropped, “oh you’re evil”

Giving him an innocent smile you leaned over kissing his cheek, “don’t put yourself in bad situations and I won’t have to call in the big guns”

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moumouton4 · 7 months

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Let's Swap || Izuku Midoriya x fem!reader

A/n : Prompt 5 of the Smutember 2023 ( I mentionned Aizawa and all so let's say it's a College!AU so that they are all adults )

The list of promps is HERE

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Warnings : doggy style, biting, mating press, slight cockwarming, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 1351

You never thought you’d see the day something like this could ever happen. Things have always been the same way. You were the “dominant” one and he was the one who was a little bit more unsure about the whole situation, and this no matter how many times you guys found yourself in the throes of passions and desires.

You were always on top no matter what position you found yourselves in. It could be a face off ( 🙂 ), a cowgirl or even during the missionary you are the one who fucked yourself on him. When he ever got on top it was usually - again - nothing more sophisticated than a simple missionary, that he, by the way, would execute almost as if he was scared to bother you.

Today, things felt a little bit different though. Izuku had had an unusual day. First in class he got a lot of good grades, even one higher than Momo. Then during his training, Aizawai paired him with Bakugo and Shoto and he won against both of them during the several fights the professor arranged. Therefore his ego and confidence felt boosted like never before. So tonight, on one of these days you both know you’re going to find the other for some intimate time later, he came with a specific idea in mind.

Everything went smoothly, well until THAT moment came across. When you straddled his lap and grounded on his hardening length. His fingers twitched at his sides for a brief moment, as his face became redder and redder. He wanted to tell you, that just for tonight, at least, he wanted to swap things a bit. But now that you were on him, stimulating his throbbing member like that he didn’t know anymore. Thankfully, you were always attuned to his needs and you felt that shift as soon as your eyes locked. Yes, he was always flustered and a bit awkward during love making but now it felt as if he was holding something back.

“Izuku what are you thinking about, my pretty hero” you asked, never ceasing your movements on his lap.

He swallowed hard as he internally debated if he should voice this little idea of his. But something between your soothing voice calling him your hero and your weight on him made him long for more. He took a deep breath before speaking, his hands started to go in every direction as he said “I-I was wondering if you would like… well it’s fine if you don’t want to, but I wanted to know what it was to erm… until you prefer to keep things like this. You know with you huhhhh on top…”

you let him continue his ramble a bit longer but after 3 minutes you spoke up “Okay but now try shorter” you kissed his cheek as you finally stopped moving to let him think and express himself properly ( but between us that happens all the time )

“I-I want to… to be in charge. Just for this once- only if you want it too. Your comfort is my top prio-” he was cut by your kiss. It was sweet, full of reassurance and oh so hungry. Gosh you loved to be on top but seeing him in charge is such a turn on. And at this point you’re miles away to know what he means by that ( keep it sweet though it’s Izuku we are talking about )

“I’m okay with it. Just this once and every other time that will follow” you explained, it was a good thing to see him this much at ease with you. So you took the lead and took your clothes off before lying on the bed, thinking he was going to go for a missionary as per usual, when he wanted to be in charge.

Though the green haired boy kept his clothes for a little longer as he continued “N-not like this… I w-want you too-” but he struggled to voice his need - besides he doesn’t know how to call this position. So he gently took your hands and brought you to your knees before gently pushing you down for you to end up on all four “O-okay. A-are you fine like that ? Is it okay ?” he was so cute, always wanting to make sure you were comfortable.

“I’m a little cold” you teased, trying to alleviate the pressure you knew he was experiencing. Soon after he undressed and joined you on the bed, the sounds of the sheets rustling as he shuffled to get behind you.

His hard length nudged against your ass cheek as he found purchase on your hips “T-tell me if it feels uncomfortable at any point. N-now I’m going to- aah” he moaned as the swollen tip of his length pushed past your folds. He almost struggled to enter you without cumming right away “You’re… ugh it’s so tight” he whimpered, surprisingly you felt so much tighter like this than when you were on top or on missionary.

Once he was fully sheathed inside you, you both let out a gasp as if this was the only thing that lacked in your life. Soon enough he started to move. Not making direct eye contact with you allowed him to feel less unsure, besides your moans only proved to him that he was doing things the right way for you. His hips started to slap harder against yours. The room rapidly filled with the news noises of the squelching of your cunt around his cock and the sound of his balls slapping your ass. Gosh he was really about to make you cum like this.

Though he was as close as you and he really wanted you to come first. So he liked his fingers and his hand snaked between your legs as he looked for your clit. Once he found the bundle of nerves he made quick circles, making your hips buck against his hand.

You fucked yourself back against him, this position was on a whole new level compared to your usual habits. He felt a torrent of love for you, his motion never losing any power. He peppered your back with open mouthed kisses, before his teeth found their way to the tender flesh of your shoulder. He just needed to bite on something to keep himself from letting go of everything as he felt your walls tighten around him.

Then as if on cue your orgasm hit you head-on, your legs quivered and if it wasn't for his strong arms to keep you up you would have fallen head first against the mattress. He kept fucking you, but at some point he got overwhelmed, so he gently laid you on the bed, never breaking your connection. Once you were there he pinned you down on the bed and kept going until his length spasmed and spurted hot ropes of cum with each beat of his heart.

He let his body fall on top of you, with his cock still deep inside you that started to soften. His breathing was erratic but it was all worth it.

“breathes in Are you out okay ? in I didn’t out hurt you in right ? out” even after everything he still worried about you.

“That was perfect Izuku” you answered, bringing your arm back to gently play with his hair “You were a great success today… damn I didn’t know you could fuck me like that”

He flushed at your words “T-thank you Y/n... I didn't expect it to turn like that” he said rubbing the back of his head

“I just hope it’s going to be more than this once” you said hoping he would feel comfortable enough to do this again. That’s when he surprised you again “I-if you want… give me about 20 minutes and I’ll gladly c-continue” it sounded more like a question but you knew this didn’t let him indifferent.

“That’s fine by me. Let’s swap” you cheered, making a huge smile spread on his adorable face.

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tyinghershoe · 8 months

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hey hey :) i love ur writing sm!! i was just wondering if u could do a small blurb or fluff fic of what its like to wake up with izuku, like i can just imagine his bed head and how cute and soft it would be

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Wishful Dreaming

Waking up next to Izuku was as soft as his morning kisses.

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x reader

Genre: Fluff

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Izukus' blessing from the higher spirits came tangled in between blue-colored sheets. Everything he ever wanted was in the shape of a twin-sized mattress, and everything he ever needed slept on top of it. It was far too early in the morning, but still, the arms that intertwined with his own awakened him with nothing but patience and love.

He knew that heaven existed between these four walls - that the only thing separating the boy from reality and divinity was the angel sleeping next to him. So he smiled as he kissed you good morning, something that is necessary when lying next to a beauty such as yourself.

“Wake up.” He whispers as the softness he feels in his heart spilled in between every syllable. “We need to wake up.”

Unfortunately for him, it was a Saturday, which meant that you’d do everything you can to stay under these covers for just a few more minutes. What’s the point of waking up and getting out of bed? You’d rather stay right here, wrapped up in him as he kissed you every 5 and a half minutes.

With a sigh, he slowly twists and turns so that he could see you at a better angle. If you’re going to be spending the rest of the morning in this nest, he should at least see you perfectly, this wasn’t hard to do though - you were perfect in every angle.

After lounging around a moment - 11 minutes to be exact, or 2 kisses if you use that measurement - you opened your eyes. Now it was you who felt lucky.

A lazy little smile was the first thing you saw, then it was his eyes, then his dark green hair which was always a mystery to you. Green, untamed, and everywhere - That’s how he’d describe his bedhead. His curls stuck out in every which way, some darker than others as the sun made fun of his frizzy state. However, this was merely an illusion, your lover's hair was as soft as his touch (he thanks your strawberry-scented conditioner for that.)

“Hi. Good morning y/n.” He blurbed lazily, words splattering into each other as his heart clenched at the sight in front of him. Dearest, he thought, You looked so beautiful.

You replied with a simple hum, deciding that this moment would be better in your silence, his voice had the effect of putting you back to sleep anyways. He chuckled as he saw your eyelids slowly close and then jerk back open, it was clear that you were fighting the urge to get pulled back into your dreamlike state. He wouldn’t mind really, but he was feeling exceptionally selfish today, and he wanted to talk to his lover.

“‘Zuku..” You began, “Please just 16 and a half more minutes.” - which means 3 more kisses, but he didn’t know about his unconscious habit that was kissing you in rhythm.

Izuku sat still for a few seconds and then slowly pulled himself closer to you, thanking his twin-sized mattress for once again being the perfect size. “Only because you asked so nicely.” He sighed, and then he kissed your temple, starting the timer.

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a/n. Hello, it's been a long time since I last visited this blog (half a year!). In all honesty, I didn't know time could move so fast, but I guess this blog is a reminder of that. Sorry everyone, things just caught up to me - but I'm writing again, so I hope to post frequently on this blog.

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typingfool · 4 months

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there's just some things that come with dating izuku. he'd kiss your moles. whenever you're both sleeping on the same bed, he'd hog the blankets. but he'll make up for it by squeezing you into an embrace every night. in the counter, he's holding your pinky as he pays for the stuff. sometimes, he forgets what color his toothbrush is, and it changes every single week! once, he comes home marred with dust and grimes, and the one thought he got when he walked through that door was seeing you on the couch, watching a documentary or writing.

or maybe, a long time ago, when you were both still in school; he'd never let you get away with copying his math homework, he'd even tell on you, dating or not. it's okay though, he'll be there in countless of tutor sessions that turn out into sleepovers—

#pax speaks—!#let me cook #<3 #I LOVE HIM.#izuku midoriya imagine #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x y/n #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x you #deku x reader

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kyojurismo · 9 months

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— FALLING ASLEEP ON THEM

# izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo & shoto todoroki

tags : fem!reader, fluff, early stage of the relationship, not proofread of course.

a/n : hello hello !! first of all, i was more comfortable in writing this for fem!reader but if you guys want a male reader version just lemme know !! <3 second, i decided to keep it in the high school period basically for the sake of the plot >_< lol. since i just started writing for mha please lemme know what you think 🥺 it would help a lot. enjoy and make sure to stay hydrated please! ps. of course i had to ignore the other stuff into my inbox to post about mha — i apologise.

IZUKU MIDORIYA

izuku adores spending his time with you, would it be cuddling, studying together, cooking, going for a walk, sleeping . . . yeah, he likes when you fall asleep holding his hand while sitting beside him.

he is studying quietly as you simply sit beside him on his bed. it is around 11 pm and you couldn’t help feeling tired after a full day working on a school project with tsuyu and ochaco. you lean on his shoulder without noticing as your eyes start feeling heavier as time passes by.

izuku doesn’t notice at first, too deep into his english textbook, but then you cling to his arm in your sleep and sigh softly, peacefully sleeping on him. he can’t help but blush as his heart beats so fast against his rib cage he’s scared you might hear it and wake up.

“zuku…” you whisper softly in your sleep, your expression relaxed and you look comfortable in that position somehow. izuku tries to not move much, as his cheeks keep burning hot from embarrassment, his eyes barely focusing on the pages as he gets lost in the feeling of having you this close to him. it is the first time something like this happened, so he feels genuinely happy and excited about it.

KATSUKI BAKUGO

“no way! look who’s sitting there,” eijiro walks in on you and bakugo spending some alone time on the couch in the living area of the dorm, followed by denki of course. katsuki rolls his eyes in annoyance.

“you two are having fun, heh?” denki points at you sitting on katsuki’s lap, your legs resting on either side of his as he keeps one of his hand on your back. at first, he just thinks you’re quietly hugging him because you haven’t seen each others properly for a couple of days, but then he realises you’re actually sleeping with your face buried into his neck as your hands hold his shoulders.

“shut your mouth,” he barks, his tone a bit lower than usual. they sit down on the nearby couch and proceed in getting lost in one of their casual conversations as katsuki caresses your back slowly, feeling your body close to him.

his cheeks are a bit red now, as it is the first time you fall asleep on him. he clearly isn’t used to something like this. “hey, [y/n]!” denki calls you and bakugo starts fuming on the spot, sending him a death stare. “leave her alone. she’s sleeping, dunce face,” he rolls his eyes, trying to keep his voice low as to not disturb you as you cling to him in your sleep.

when the two finally leave you alone, katsuki turns his head and kisses your temple — making sure none of them is watching, of course.

SHOTO TODOROKI

shoto is reading while you’re listening to a playlist kyoka recommended. she’s great when it comes to music ( duh ) so you trusted her enough to give it a chance.

at some point, you slowly move to rest your head on shoto’s legs and he glances down at you, a bit surprised by the action. you keep your eyes closed and relax as you listen to the music, shoto reluctantly moves his hand to caress your shoulder and play with your hair while going back to reading.

of course you would end up asleep. shoto puts the book down and sighs, then looks down at you and realise that you’re sleeping. he gently takes off your earphones and stops the music, then looks at you for a couple of seconds.

“you’re very beautiful,” his voice is soft, to not disturb you. he doesn’t mind sitting like that if that means you can be close for a while.

reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3

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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year

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18+ mdni | tw! monsterfucking, fae!izuku, dubcon, smut 𓂺

the veil between worlds is thinnest at years end, permitting traveling between realms. when you wished for adventure and excitement in the new year, you never expected to stumble into a new world. a beautiful grove with exotic wildlife and gorgeous vegetation. and you most certainly didn’t expect to have a spear pointed directly in your face.

“oh! you’re a human?”

Viridescent wings protruding from his back and pointed ears confirmed that he wasn’t.

The freakishly tall stranger drove his weapon into the ground before extending his scarred hand to help you up. Now, standing toe to toe, you got a better look at him.

He was beautiful. Lush leafy locs curled around his tanned face that was lined with emerald markings along his jawline. His verdant eyes resembled the groves budding flowers. The man had plump pink lips that curled into a breathtaking smile, revealing silver tipped fangs, and pretty freckles decorated his cheeks and bare torso.

He wore golden cuffs around his large biceps and a leather holster across his body that held multiple daggers, all varying in size. His lower half was covered with airy trousers that couldn’t have provided much protection from the breezy night air and his feet were bare.

“i— yes?”

“is that a question?”

He smirked a little. Then crossed his palms over the base of his spear to rest his cheek as he watched you.

You looked good— soft and pretty, but you smelled even better. It was an intoxicating scent that teased his budding frenzy.

“Are you not human ?” You ask, more confidently this time. He shakes his head “no” continuing to smirk at you. It was unnerving, especially with his fangs glinting in the moonlight. “Well..” you pause, not wanting to offend but still rather curious. “What are you?”

“I’m Izuku” he giggled, eyes glinting with mischief. “But you can call me whatever you’d like, pet”.

Your captor's name was Izuku Midoriya, and he is a faerie. A faerie warrior to be exact. He is the Fae King’s second in command and best friend, and he was only away from the palace due to his frenzy.

A frenzy is period in which a fae is overcome with extreme lust and the desire to breed. Primal instincts take over during this time and he prefers to spend them in solitude to avoid scandal.

This forest is his territory and personal haven granted to him by the royal family. Everything in it belongs to him, including you.

It wasn’t like Izuku to lay claim to another person, but it wasn’t every day that a human tumbles into his domain. He found you fascinating and the bourgeoning call to mate was impacting his lucidity.

He brought you to his forest den— a place where he went whenever he needed to convene with nature. As a forest faerie it was vital to his wellbeing. It was a large cave hidden behind a waterfall. A grand fire pit sat in the middle of the room surrounded by animal furs and soft pillows. There were bookshelves and chests filled with valuables and weapons against the walls as well as a wooden desk covered in notes.

He moved around the cavern pulling off his accessories at a languid pace, his large wings fluttering gracefully behind him leaving a trail of sparkly dust. He muttered casually about the messy state of things but you caught him watching you out the corner of his eye. It was like he was waiting for something.

“Are you cold, pet?” His arms circled your waist, pulling you against his broad chest. The impact made a flurry of sparkles tickle your nostrils, you inhaled deeply and felt yourself sway. “I’ve read that humans are more sensitive to climate than we fae. Here, lie by the fire”.

He moved your body like a doll, easily picking you up to place on a pile of pillows. He laid beside you, one hand trailing up to rest on your hip while his head rested on the other.

He spoke in soft whispers for a few minutes, occasionally sitting up to stretch his wings.

It was getting hard to focus. The rhythmic flutter of his wings paired with his hypnotic voice was putting you in a strange state.

“How do you feel, little one ?”

He was hovering above you, wings outstretched with a sinister smile. With the fire to his back, he looked like an avenging angel, or maybe a demon. But, in your dazed state all you could say was “pretty” and reach for his sparkly wings. They felt like silk. When you pulled away, a layer of dust coated your fingers. Without a second thought, you brought them to your mouth and moaned.

His pupils expanded, completely shrouding his eyes in black.

“That’s a good girl. So smart.” He cooed, leaning down to cup your cheek and press his lips against yours. His kiss burned. Leaving you dizzy and reeling. It felt like your body was on fire, set ablaze by Izuku’s passion.

“A bit warm, my pet?” He smirked against your skin, kissing across your jawline. “Why don’t we take these off, hmm?” He nibbled on your ear, drawing breathy moans from your throat as he removed your clothes. Your body grew hotter with each graze of his fingers. By the time you were fully nude, the heat in your core was so intense that you could only whine his name.

“izuku”

“say it again”

“izuku”

“again”

“izuku”

“once more, my love”.

“izu~~”

He pushed in slowly. Yes, the effects of his faerie dust was more than enough to prepare you for his length. But you were so small compared to him. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt you.

Even though his primal instincts screamed at him to ruin you. MATE. BREED. FUCK. Was running on a constant loop in his mind. His hips still rolled against yours slowly. He wrapped your legs around his waist to burrow in deeper. His tip kissed that spongey spot in your slippery pussy. His tongue pressed against the seam of your lips, bullying its way inside to taste your mouth. Your hands flew to his curly hair, drawing a grunt and sharp thrust from your enchanting lover. Your cunt spasmed around him. He bit your shoulder to conceal his own moans. Blood pooled in the hollow of your neck and he lowered his head to lap it up. His wings flapped wildly, throwing more dust in the air. His veiny cock pulsed against your velveteen wall, pushing against your cervix to rest against your womb. Izuku pulled away to watch where the two of you were connected. A thick creamy ring formed at the base of his cock with hearty thrust. Arousal poured from you weeping hole resulting in a lewd squelch that echoed against the walls. He pursed his lips allowing a glob of saliva to land directly on your sticky clit. The pads of his thumb worked the swollen bud until you were trembling beneath him. Your sweet cunny clenched tightly around him; it was almost hard to move. Izuku squeezed the base of his cock to stave off his impending orgasm. He wasn't ready to stop fucking you yet.

There was no need to rush, you’d be together forever.

His perfect little pet.

@xogabbiexo , @chaichaiiskai & @hentyehottie y’all better come get one of these.

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gglitch1dd · 1 year

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Firm believer in switch Deku

One minute he wants you to scream his name and the next he wants you to use him until he's a mumbling mess

There is only one reason why I do not like sub Izuku, and that's because people write him horrendously and it makes me cringe. But subtop Izuku... now that's someone I can get behind. But for you... I can conjure up something I can get behind.

Izuku is a very diverse man. You can see it in his eyes when that switch between passive and dominant is flipped in his head. But on a rare occasion, a rare occasion where he wants to not have to think and be in control, on a rare occasion he allows himself to be weak and at your mercy, is one you treasure for eternity.

Izuku hates feeling weak. It makes him feel helpless, like how he was when he was a quirkless kid with no one to defend him.

However when he's in your embrace, underneath your gaze, with you riding him like that would be the last time you ever sat on his cock, he would look up at you like a diety. He would give his everything to your very being just to stay there just a minute longer. Where he didn't have to think. Where he didn't have to do anything but feel in the warmness of your control.

His mumbles spur you on, every cry and moan and drabble nonsense spilling from his glistening lips is what keeps your grip on him so strong. You kiss every freckle on his body, like they were stars in the very sky. You praise him like he was made out of the most expensive and precious material known to earth. You feel him as though his skin was not battered and scarred.

In your embrace he feels loved. He feels safe.

Midoriya Izuku would only submit to someone, who would make him feel something no one had ever made him feel before...

He would only submit to someone who would make him feel precious.

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full-cowlings · 1 year

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𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

❝ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 . 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭 . 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 . ❞

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚

Summary ; In which Izuku sleepily tells you he loves you for the first time ... making the occasion be on valentines day morning .

Warnings & Notices ; More so general fluffy shit more than valentines day stuff specifically !

Word Count ; 1556

Light shone in through the curtains of Izuku's dorm room, like the early morning the hues of the world bloom anew as if each were a tiny flower reborn , daylight unwrapping the hues of the world.

The orange hue of the light shining through onto you two was enough to make you both stir, the clock had only read 8:00 am , barely reaching past dawn.

The two of you laid together, entangled in each other's arms as you slipped into the comfort of Izuku Midoriya's safe embrace. Upon the newfound light that hit your face, your eyes fluttered open, though only slight.

Upon opening your eyes, you're met with the sight of your lover facing you. One of Midoriya's arms is wrapped around your waist, holding you close to his warm frame, while the other cradles the back of your head, which had helped you lay with your head against his clavicle.

You pulled back slightly, turning your head so you were now facing him, to which your eyes softened as you sleepily gazed over his own peaceful form. His hair tousled, his nostrils flaring slightly, matching his slow, breathing pattern in his sleep. You snuggle up against him, chest to chest and your heartbeat slowly catches up to his, as if your bodies reacted simultaneously to your warm touch.

Both of your bodies are buried under the covers, yet you can see his silhouette from the dim light peering in... and you can't help but notice how ethereal he looks in the time. Like the angels blessed Izuku even more in the morning, when he was at his calmest state, mind finally able to relax and get some rest.

And it almost feels surreal that you're there in that moment, in his arms and embrace. Something you wouldn't change a thing about.

Suddenly, it dawns on you the day that it is — February fourteenth, making it Valentines Day ... Izuku being the only one you ever wanted to share this holiday with.

Your mind delved into thoughts about such a thing, realizing this was your guys' first time spending Valentine's day together... though you were secretly hoping all along to be his Valentine, of course. And he yours.

The thoughts soon dissipated again though once the sound of a yawn came from your right, turning your gaze back to your boyfriend as the viridescent hues of his eyes opened as well.

Izuku's eyes were set on you almost immediately, not even beginning to think about moving from the position you two were tangled in at that moment. The feel of your weight against him, your body heat against his own and the own steady beat of your heart meeting his as well was the closest thing to perfection he'd ever think of finding.

Along with you , of course.

" G'morning, 'zuku, " you mumbled softly.

A smile slides across his face, his gorgeous green eyes staring back at you. But he says nothing for that moment, instead leaning down to close the small little space between you two . Your lips meet at the slightest and softest touch, then they part just as quick as they had met.

" Good morning, sweetheart. "

His morning voice is huskier than his normal tone of speaking, the sleepiness still settled in his words as he slowly begins to wake up in order to start the day.

Then, his gaze slides across the room to the alarm clock on his bedside table, the time now being 8:15 am , the date underneath it in a smaller font than the one used for the numbers.

Izuku's heart flutters at the thought of it finally reaching that holiday, his eyes meeting your figure that was still huddled against his own. He's startled by the feel of you shifting, like you had decided to begin the day of plans you two had in mind.

However, Midoriya's hold on you tightens, keeping you in place in his arms.

It's not forceful, not in the slightest, but it does show his more clingy and softer side. Something that appeared much more often than even the usual around you during the early hours of the morning.

"Not yet," he mumbles, shifting himself this time so that while your head was against his collarbone, his own laid in the dip where your shoulder meets your jaw. " Can't think of a better way to start today than like this. "

You give a soft hum, one of affirmation that has a lingering hint of contentment in there as well. For you'd gladly take any excuse to be in his hold for as long as you both could be.

Though you both knew that the time to get up and start the date you two had planned would be soon enough — perhaps that's why he wanted to take this moment for everything he had.

Izuku's eyes fell closed again, tilting his head slightly to press soft kisses against your jawline , trailing behind your ear, down your neck and cross your shoulder. His lips against your skin was a familiar sensation that you'd never get tired of, feeling like there was nothing more that you loved then when he met your skin in the way he did now.

" 'm so happy you're my Valentine, [name]," he mumbled in the midst of his small affectionate assault , the hand on your waist tracing soft patterns and shapes into your side. " Don't wanna spend this day with anyone else other than you, Izuku."

You feel his smile against the skin of your shoulder — the green curls of his tousled bedhead tickling against your skin as he nestled into your warmth, just as you did to his.

"Love you, i love you so much... I'm so lucky to have you here, with me." Whether it was the sleepiness Izuku felt or whether it was him finally getting the courage to muster such words, he didn't know. But what you knew was that it had heat rushing to your face, surprise lacing your features before it was switched with a small smile — eyes flooding with nothing but love and admiration for the young hero laying in front of you.

Though when his head lifted from it's position in the crook of your neck, it seemed like Izuku soon realized what he had just said. For soon heat rushed to his freckled cheeks as he went to sputter out an apology. " I... I said that aloud, didn't I? I'm sorry! it just sort of came out without me thinking and my mind didn't let me run through my words, I spoke without thinking! I really didn't mean to say such a thing y-"

You had cut off Izuku's small apology tangent with a small laugh, lips meeting his own for a few seconds before you pulled back to look over his face. Lifting your hand from its position of being wrapped around his torso, you took his cheek in your hand, gently connecting his freckles with your fingertips. "I love you too, Izuku."

A wave of relief washed over the green-haired male, the panic in his viridian hues turning to something that one could only begin to explain as what true love was always described as in fairytales.

"I'm... I'm so glad to hear that."

It was a whisper of admittance, but a genuine and true one .

The pair of you laid there for a while longer, looking for more words to say. But found out that maybe it's true what they say, that silence is golden. Because the look in his eyes told you everything you'd ever wanted to hear.

It was then that you knew that this Valentine's Day would be something special... because you were with Izuku Midoriya.

And he was something special on his own...

as was the love you two shared.

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sixosix · 1 year

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PLEASW DO MORE BOLD IZUKU FLUFF I BEG AHHSHGHSH

a/n: I LOEVE IZUKUUUU ANON (hasn’t caught up in the anime for so long)

warnings: profanity (i keep forgetting to add that), FLUFF, shameless izuku wtf

the events that went down last night were all a blur for you.

it’s out-of-tune singing from a good portion of the class, bakugou and iida yelling at everyone from the kitchen to (please be quiet) shut the hell up, and aizawa-sensei swinging by just to warn his class that the other building can hear bakugou’s voice.

you can barely recall a hazy face with a mop of curls, hands cupping your cheeks, and cheers ringing around the room.

it wasn’t like you were drunk. you were just sleep-deprived and stressed to the point where you might as well have already downed ten cups of beer.

and hours later, right now, it’s midoriya izuku sleeping soundly on your lap like he’s in bliss.

you blink, bewildered. it takes all your willpower not to shriek and shove him off your lap because since when did you fall asleep in the living room? and since when the hell were you this close to midoriya? the last time you checked, you and midoriya rarely spoke to each other—him because he’s naturally shy, and you because you have a massive crush on him.

oh, mina is going to have a blast with this.

just as you are about to shuffle away gently, your stomach drops when midoriya’s eyes snap open, staring right at you with a blank expression.

“where y’going?” he asks, slurring a little from dregs of the sleep. “don’t go…”

“midoriya…” you laugh nervously. “you would regret not moving to bed later.”

he only blinks up at you, the emotions in his wide eyes unguarded. “are you unmf— un-comfort-able?” you almost laugh when he has to focus on pronouncing it.

“no, i’m not,” you admit, because midoriya is a warm presence on your lap, and you’re too close to curling around him like a cat to keep him trapped for yourself.

midoriya smiles lazily up at you, different from his usual wide, sunny ones. it’s somehow a little special.

“then stay.”

you pray that midoriya forgets about this when you two wake up again.

you come back to the world when a flash assaults your eyes.

mina is trying her best to keep her squeals down, her grin dangerous when she swipes at her phone—probably to post the pictures she took without permission.

“mina!” you hiss, ready to pounce when suddenly you’re forced to remember the weight on your lap. the blood drains from your face when midoriya izuku is blinking up at you with a smile that you swear looks fond.

ah. you were sort of hoping that was just a dream. you’re more than happy to deal with a clingy izuku when you’re sleep deprived and can use that as an excuse, but what comes after it is a different story.

“midoriya!” you exclaim instead, in the same tone you gave mina, except twice as horrified.

“y/n-san,” he greets back, as equally amused as mina. you don’t like his smile. it’s a bit dangerous.

“you two are so cute!” mina gushes, nearly tearing up. “i remember two weeks ago when you were lamenting about how your crush on midoriya is hopeless. they grow up too fast, don’t you think?” she is not talking to anyone in particular, but midoriya nods anyway.

“i do not know what you are talking about!” you cry out, wishing that midoriya would air force you to space.

“you poor thing, you really don’t remember, do you?” mina’s cunning smile says that she does not pity you at all. “you trapped midoriya by his shoulders and professed your love in front of the class!”

“i did not,” you say, mortified.

“you did,” midoriya says, looking so happy that you would’ve cooed if you weren’t so ready for the LOV to take you right now. “and i told you that if you still feel the same when you wake up, i’ll ask you out.”

“you… did?”

midoriya nods, though awkwardly, when you’re both reminded he’s still on your lap and he doesn’t look like he has plans to move. “i did, so—” on second thought, maybe he does have plans, because suddenly he’s sitting up until your noses are almost touching. “y/n-san, do you still feel the same?”

“...i do,” you reply, mouth dry.

midoriya grins, a flush blooming on his cheeks. he curls a finger under your chin and says, “good. i do, too.”

your jaw drops, and mina cackles, watching the scene in front of her with rapt attention like it’s a rom-com playing on the television. you turn to mina, wide-eyed, like you’re asking, are you seeing this, mina?! who is this man?!

a/n u guys is it obvious yet that i love little shit izuku because i really do. read this fic if u like how i write izuku (shameless advertisement)

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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I bought a fragrance today, and my friends didn’t like it bc they’re no fun, so here have this self indulgent piece 💅🏼

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He loves the way you smell.

In the most innocent way possible, the way you smell makes him weak in the knees and completely at bliss. You tease him that it’s easiest to know when you should ask him questions because of how pliant he becomes, dopey and happy as the invisible tail of his practically wags in the wind.

You just smell like… like home.

You smell like movie nights in on a Tuesday night, face masks smeared on your faces while cookies bake.

You smell like childhood, and the bakery on the corner that gave him free cookies as a kid.

You smell like a warm hug, one the snaps all the broken pieces together in a reminder of ‘I love you, we’ll get through this, I’m proud of you.’

When he comes home after a long day, his favorite thing to do is come find you. More often than not, you’re cooking dinner, or resting on the couch, and he smiles sleepily as he approaches you.

“Hey, my love,” you croon, opening an arm for him to burrow into; he slips in your arms and nuzzles into the crook of your neck, letting himself indulge in your familiar scent. He lets out an audible groan of approval when your nails scratch at his scalp, smiling into your skin as you giggle softly. “Rough day?”

“No, not really,” he murmurs easily, arm wrapping lowly around you and clearly making himself comfortable for the next few hours. “Just always love coming home to you.”

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kita, atsumu, suna, ushijima midoriya, kirishima, kaminari

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moumouton4 · 6 months

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Jealousy, Possession || Izuku Midoriya x reader

A/n : Prompt 27 of the Smutember 2023 ( Okay so this is not as smutty as I would have wanted, but I'm still very sick and I have a LOT of things to do as the mid-terms are coming my way. I hope you'll like it nevertheless. And if you want something with a similar plot, like a jealousy or a possessive character I'll do my best to write it, and make up for this one. As I said it took me a while to write I don't even remeber the beginning 😭 )

The list of prompts is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : no mention of gender for reader, mention erection nothing graphic, sex implied, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 1515

No one ever thought he, the kind and caring Izuku could be like that. I mean it was far from the personality everyone attributed to him to have. And since you were the type to be touchy-feely, people guessed it was fine to act the way they wanted with you ( within the boundaries of respect and consent of course )

But with time some people, the one who were closer to you noticed slight changes in his behavior. It started as nothing, like quick glances your way when your friends of the Baku Squad would talk to you, to slowly inching closer to where you guys were standing just to know what you’re talking about and also to be sure no one would get to close

It would have seemed impossible to anyone to think that Izuku was this jealous and possessive of you but it was so easy to be when you spent almost all your day with Bakugo, the one who never fails, the one who can do everything better than him. And let’s not forget Denki, he is just so funny, more than Izuku knew he could ever be. And Eijiro and Sero.

But then again something switched in him when he was seeing Eijiro’s arm around your shoulders, or Denki giving you a piggy-back ride. Even he knew that Katsuki was standing or sitting always closer to you than from anyone else and seriously it made the green haired boy’s blood boil in his veins. Seriously, at some point he just wanted to whisk you away from them and keep you to himself, for fear of you to realize how lame he was compared to them.

One day Sero patted you back in a comforting manner after you got a bad grade and Izuku literally growled lowly as he saw you both getting physically closer. he knew that it was utterly friendly but he couldn’t help it, his hand that had flown to his mouth stayed there as he tried to look away. But after a moment he just couldn’t help it and walked to you. At first he yawned, giving you puppy dog eyes, telling you he was tired - it was 3 pm - and that he wanted you to go take a nap “Excuse me… erm can we like erm step aside ? I feel really tired and I could use a nap” saying this he really hoped you would follow him and at the same time get farther away from Sero, who was quite the charmer when he intended to.

Though you didn’t get this and told him “Oh well go ahead and get some rest. I’ll come check on you later”

He didn’t want you to come later. He wanted you to come now. So he tried again “Y/n don’t you want to come with me now. It’ll be easier for me to rest if I have you close-”

“I promise I won’t be long” you cut him.

“Ughh…” he huffed as he started to get annoyed, his jealousy getting the best of him “You know what” he said sitting down next to you on the couch “I’ll start resting here”

These kinds of feelings were so new for him and he didn’t know how he could handle them without getting no one hurt in the process. His cheeks were lightly rosy due to his feelings and the shyness he had to suppress to speak out loud in front of your friend. He tried so hard to close his eyes and actually do as if he was really tired and trying to rest but he just couldn’t. Not when he was so close to you, not when you were laughing so hard at his jokes and not when Bakugo was making his way down the corridor towards you.

The blond haired boy didn’t do anything different in comparison to what he would have done any other day. He walked in his typical way, exhaled dramatically the way he always does and gave you and Sero a quick nod to greet you. But it seemed to be enough for Izuku to suddenly stand up and get a hold of your arm.

He really tried to stay calm, breathing slowly, reminding himself that you choose him and him only. But somehow he couldn’t help but think that if you wanted to leave him for a better man you would. Looking into his eyes you could see through his green orbs the fire that burned behind. He gently tugged at your arm / shirt, he needed to go now. He knew it wasn’t right of him to ask you this because you too deserved to spend time with your friends. But currently he couldn’t think of anything else than having you just for himself.

You quickly understood ( I mean it was about time 😂 ) that now was the moment for him to leave this place before his jealousy gets overboard but it was without counting on Katsuki’s temper “Why are you leaving so soon dumbass ? It’s Friday afternoon”

“YEAH !” screamed Denki who was just arriving with Eijiro and Mina “We’re going to celebrate the week-end with some drinks and good music”

As you were about to gently make your way out of this discussion, Izuku who was at your side still holding onto you pulled you against him as he said “Thank you but no” and with that he walked off, dragging you with him in the process. Needless to say that everyone - even you - were flabbergasted to have attended such a situation. And maybe even more stunned by the fact that it was Izuku they had just seen acting on a jealous impulse.

“Am I the only one who saw that or- OUCH ! Don’t hit me like this”

“Shut up Dunce Face ! I already don’t like this-”

“Come on Bakugo you can’t be even impermeable to the power of love-”

“Don’t cut me off when I’m speaking Shitty Hair !” the blond roared, he had known you for years and he didn't like how Izuku whisked you out of the room, even if it was easy to see that you weren’t really struggling against it. It was also very strange and unhabitual for him to see Midoriya act so… dominant with someone else. He knew he had to address the matter with you in a way or another but he had to find a clever way to do it. The redhead at his right did his best to help him understand that it was in human nature to feel self-conscious sometimes and that it could create jealousy. Something Izuku, like everyone, could be a subject too.

Meanwhile, Izuku was fuming from the inside as he walked you both to his dorm. He was so angry at himself for having let his feelings get the best of him though he just couldn’t help but feeling extremely possessive of you at the moment. As you sat down on his bed he sat next to you and cuddled up against your side as you both lied down. He nuzzled against the side of your neck, taking a deep breath in of your parfum. It helped him calm down, but he still felt very clingy “Mine” he muttered “Only mine”

His cheeks were still growing very red as his brain registered the words that just escaped his mouth. But it wasn’t the only thing that made the heat run through his body. He felt very warm inside, he felt like he needed to assert what he had just said. He wanted to make you his, fully, in every possible way. And you could actually feel his needs throbbing against you and you knew you too were going to need him soon.

When you looked up at him, you found that he was already looking at you with intensity, and you swallowed the lump in your throat. Unable to muster the words you just leaned in, selling your shared passion and promise for what was to come with a long kiss - that was pretty much awaited on your boyfriend’s side.

Let’s say that from there, even if he wasn’t one to talk a lot, he was one to act and so he did, all night, as he filled you with everything you needed to make your eyes roll in the back of your head, but also with every ounce of his love for you. Making you his over and over again until his brain couldn't trick him into thinking otherwise anymore.

Your body arched and writhed relentlessly under his assaults. He didn’t relent at any point wanting to prove himself to you over and over again. He was the one making you feel like this, not Denki, not Sero and not Bakugo.

Denki almost came back in the evening to ask you guys to come and enjoy the little party they decided to throw that night. Fortunately Eijiro prevented him from walking on your entangled and sweaty limbs as Izuku mated you. Denki would have been choked for life and Izuku would have never left his dorm anymore.

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tyinghershoe · 1 year

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Izuku loves mornings.

He purposely wakes up before you so that he can admire you in your sleep. A small smile always erupts from his face whenever he sees you next to him.

His phone gallery is filled with photos of your sunrise form. How can he not take a picture of you in this embodiment? The way the morning light hits your face resembles that of Aphrodite’s beauty, to capture you in this moment is not a want, but a need.

He loves basking in this state with you, he’ll pull you closer so that he can hear your soft heartbeat - since that is his favorite song.

This. This is the most memorable part of his routine.

For the best part of his day is starting it with you.

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typingfool · 5 months

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thirdyear!izuku would be the type of guy to sneak into your dorm, and (demand) ask if you can sneak out with him. he'd take you floating above the buildings, beyond it, and he'd trap you in his arms until you force him to return to the dorms---just so neither of you will get caught---he'd follow you (because entirely, he's still izuku, and izuku will always follow through what he's told), open your dorm window, sleep on your bed until someone knocks, telling you how late it is, that you've missed the first period and and and—

#pax speaks—!#let me cook #no but listen #i have a thing for confident!izuku #like thats so ooc #but... in-character at the same time #ESPECIALLY in his third-year #bc if katsuki developed as a character (more neutrally; he's still angry but not like over-angrily-competitive)#THEN IZUKU CAN DEVELOP MORE TOO (he needs to trust himself more he needs to STOP counting his worth i want to knock some sense into him)#izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya imagine #deku x reader #deku imagine #izuku midoriya

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kyojurismo · 8 months

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being izuku s/o would make you feel so special imo.

the way he would look at you, with such shining green eyes, a wide and bright smile curving his lips everytime you show up and he notices you, the way he would itch to hold your hand or kiss your cheek lovingly, how he would casually appear behind you and hug you closely to his chest while resting his chin on your shoulder, etc.

“you’re my star, guiding me home every single time,” he whispers into your ear and you smile because you know that he always thinks of you whenever he’s away — he told you so himself.

izuku would be all shy, blushing and acting timid when around you, but when it comes to show you his love for you he never miss.

#📂 — writing !!#idk what this is #i just wanna be loved by izuku alr #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #izuku midoriya imagine #mha izuku #izuku midoriya #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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