#midorya x reader

[tooki0star]

"would you still love me if i were a worm?" you ask to the boy laying in your lap. "what?" he looks at you, with confusion on his eyes. "would you still love me if i were a worm?" you repeat the question, as it seems he has not heard. "why are you asking me that?" he asks. "i want to know if you really love me" you say. "of course i would. i would love you were a worm. and i would try to find a way to make you go back to being a person, because i probably couldn't deal with you not having your pretty face or your pretty voice. but you still would be you, and that's the most important thing." you feel tears welling up in your eyes. "i love you so much. i'm so grateful for having you". he kisses your lips, laying in your lap again.

atsushi, tanizaki, odasaku, hinata, asahi, nishinoya, daichi, yamaguchi, midorya, kirishima, your fav.

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[f4iryxt]

How different 1a students would act like in public

(Dating edition)

Bakugou,Midorya,Kirishima

Remember that this is only my opinion!

Feel free to request anything or to add stuff <3

Bakugou

He's more of a private guy, so don't expect too much of affection in public. I feel like he wouldn't want to hold hands, but if you'd insist, the most he would do is let you hold on to his arm. Yk not too much but enough to make you happy.

He wouldnt lash out on you in public, but in class it's different. He would complain to you just like to his friends, but if he'd accidentally really hurt you're feelings, he'd cook you you're favorite food. (He'll never apologize with words)

if he's feeling nice he'd whisper things in you're ear to make you a blushing mess and he'd just grin there proud of himself. He would also pull you aside when nobody's watching and have make out sessions and then go back to the group like nothing happened, while you're still trying to figure out what just happened.

Midorya

Now this man right here. He would have no idea how to act in public. He'd just be a blushing mess tryna think what to do.

He'd be too scared to make you uncomfortable by asking to as an example. hold hands. When he finally has the courage to ask and you happily accept,of course he would just fall more and more in love with you.

Holding hands would become hes favorite thing. Everywhere you went, you would be holding hands. At winter times he puts his hand in his pocket while still holding hands with you, to keep your hands warm.

Kirishima

He'd be so sweet and gentle with everything. I feel like he thinks that showing affection in public is manly. Small kisses on the cheek while waiting in the line to the cafeteria, making sure you're not cold while walking to class, warming your hands with his own, cuz his hands are so much bigger then yours etc.

He would notice immediately if you're uncomfortable and would back up instantly apologizing a lot and asking was there anything he did wrong and so on. When you'd finally say he didn't do anything wrong, saying you just remembered and upcoming exam you had forgot, kiri would visibly relax, telling you off for scaring him like that.

(He's the sweetest tho:'))

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That's all for now hope you enjoyed♡

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Cuddling/sleeping headcanons w Izuku Midorya

Note: I know. I need to properly commit to posting regularly, pls don't kill me I was out of creativity.

He was definitely not the one to initiate this routine.

He'll get very comfortable with it eventually but for now...

Too stutter-y, too shy, too nervous.

But with you figuring out that everyone in class basically had free reign over the dorms, it was an expected outcome for the both of you to end up passing out in each others rooms.

It started by accident really, he came back from a long night of practicing new moves and training. He had promised to come in to your room for a quick pleasant chat, any excuse to enjoy each others company just before sleep drags you both away.

But soon enough sitting on the bed turned into laying down while still talking and that just turned into full blown cuddling (which he was crimson red throughout) and soon enough both of you had unknowingly drifted away into deep sleep.

He woke up that day by dawn, completely flustered as he scurried out of your room in fear of a non-existent visit from Mr Aizawa.

He still couldn't deny that, that was the best sleep he'd ever had in his life so it became more of a regular occurrence.

God does he cherish getting to nestle in close to you, nosing at your neck with his arms thrown haphazardly round your waist and his belly pressed close to your back.

It's so comfy, so warm and so utterly safe for him that he can't help it when he dozes off.

He's read somewhere that you tend to slip off to sleep more easily around loved ones due to the sense of security they provide with only their presence.

That handy piece of information only serves to make him feel a glimmer of satisfaction that he gets to experience that with you.

He knows he needs to stay awake if he wants to be sleeping in his own bed tonight but you're already so cosy and feel like home, he just can't help but sink deeper into the haze of comfort you've both created and soon enough he's knocked out clean.

Don't expect any snores coming out of him, only soft puffs of air out of his pursed lips.

Since he's training to become a hero his body is on constant high alert, even in his sleep, so escaping his grasp without his waking up in the middle of the night for whatever reason is proven to be unfruitful.

He's like a cat in that sense, once asleep you have to stay until he wakes up.

You can wiggle around as much as you like in his arms but forget it if you're trying to leave the bed. There's no hope in that.

Same goes for waking up in the morning, if you've woken up first you're gonna have to wait until your green haired boyfriend returns to the land of the living.

If he's woken up first then he'll probably be making breakfast for the both of you while letting you sleep for a bit longer because you looked to cute to disturb. (This is the most repetitive scenario that happens every morning)

If you've both woken up at the same time.

Well...

You're not leaving the bed until he says so. End of discussion.

You've seen what his quirk entails, there's no way In hell you're getting out of that bed without his say so.

He will lightly use his quirk to cling onto you for a bit longer and nuzzle into your body but he knows his boundaries.

He just wants to hold onto the last few moments before both of you have to properly wake up.

Of course Iida keeps a bit of an eye on you two as class president, his words are and I quote "no funny business."

He takes his role very seriously.

The girls always squeal whenever one of you shows up out of the others dorm.

Bleary eyed, lips puffed and hair mussed from sleep is Izuku's favourite look on you, it just softens you up so much he can't stop from cooing.

Likes it when you trace his scarred hands before you sleep. He's proud of the scars, just shows how hard he's been working to become a hero. Although he does realise maybe they're not a favourite for everyone to look at, so you appreciating their silent metaphorical beauty just makes him fall for you a little more.

Easiest way to make him fall asleep is playing with his hair.

Especially massaging his temples gently, that always gets him.

It's either that or letting him ramble until you can hear his words slur and his mutters fade.

Will drag out our of bed to wipe off any makeup if you wear it or even brush you own teeth for you. It's a very silly process of him ordering you to keep your mouth parted so he can brush while you nod off to sweet dreams.

Izuku will literally be midway though your skin care while you're sat on the countertop near the sink and your head keeps falling onto his shoulders.

He find it very endearing and never complains about it. You don't even remember half the time any of these occasions.

He always insists on holding hands or at least locking pinkies while you sleep, it just adds another of affection and really you find no reason to object to your sap of a boyfriend.

All in all wholesome to cuddle and sleep with 10/10

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[loversdelusions]

Villain Deku if not maybe mafia Katsuki au where he falls for his favourite waitress who works at his favourite bar or cafe?

♡ Villain Deku: Café ♡

Hurt/comfort(?)

TW: Blood, injury.

Ask pt 2: Mafia Katsuki

I will do Mafia Katsuki Later. I am sorry if this is a bit disjointed I wrote half of it a few months back but could only finish it now. I'll get back into my flow in a bit. I might rewrite it later.

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It was Eden. How else could one describe it? Walking through your garden, laughter, cute awkward dates s the exquisite smell of fresh baked goods, and of course, most importantly, Coffee. It was not only you, everybody flocked to your Eden because of its life, because of all of the happiness that envelops everything this café creates.

Even now, in your haven, you could feel the familiar snake, slither through its grace, around your legs and beneath you. Crawl up your spine in nerves, discomfort flooding your muscles.

No... No, it was nothing short of danger. It was those damned green eyes again. They followed your every move. As if you were those files he studied daily in your Eden. Yet he sat there, empty-handed, dressed in casual clothes.

You didn't like that you'd have to take his order. A sigh was all it took before you shuffled your feet to where he sat; the strange feeling growing in you as you approached. You didn't miss the way his eyes roved your body as if you were the special cobbler you had baked earlier today. Butterflies growing in your belly, you tried snapping the notepad loudly to rudely awaken him from his thoughts, even though you knew his heated gaze had never left you ever since he had taken a liking to your establishment. Though this wasn't such a subtle look like you were used to.

"Sorry for the busyness of the café today," Your sharp sigh moulded into soft modesty, attempting to excuse your lateness. "The usual?"

His eyes had trailed down to his fingers, which toyed with the metal links holding his rings together in a web, gazed at you with a tilted head. The quiet stare allows sweat to condense onto your neck, the lack of response unnerving you a tad bit more than usual. He wasn't a very quiet man, usually. He was a smiley person, but this... Strange.

He was usual, and he'd always been a bit cartoonish with his exaggerations, and dramatic hand gestures. You found his childishness quite charming in the middle of the chaos of such a busy workplace, there was something so entertaining about him, that you found yourself waiting for him.

It felt different when he gazed at you, though. When you weren't close to him when he wasn't talking, you could feel his gaze, broiling your skin, as if it were tree branches scratching you, suddenly you didn't feel like you were a nymph in your haven, a human in angelic embrace.

You felt an apple, hanging in the branches.

But there really wasn't any reason to feel this way. He was sweet, charming, so child-like in his innocence that there was no reason for the hair on the back of your neck to stand, or the shaking of your hands however slight. So you pulled on a smile, when he ordered you tried to be quick, you didn't know why he made you so nervous.

Your friends didn't make it easy, either, insisting that it was because you liked him. You must've, right?! Otherwise, what was it? What would make your heartbeat so hard? Or make you stumble through your sentences with sweat on your brow? It was a crush! You must be head over heels!

And his eyes still followed your step.

You shook your head slightly, pushing away thoughts like that away from your mind. There really was no reason for this, maybe you liked him a little bit, or so everyone was convinced you were; But that did not take away from your ability to keep the peace and do the job you love so dearly. Especially when he smiled softly at you, "Definitely, you're so sweet to remember."

You rolled your eyes, giving him a smile, "You know we love you here. How can I not remember my favourite customer?"

You didn't realize what had been happening around you. You didn't know the impact of his presence around you. Regulars who'd playfully flirt with you disappearing, bodies of people you knew finding themselves underneath rubble during villain attacks, too wrapped up in your little dream to realize the nightmare brewing outside. You may not have been aware of you.

But he was aware of you.

Only when your Haven felt... normal, did you feel the strange tingles on your spine again. Not the same way that he made your skin bust with delicious electricity, it felt empty. All of it felt empty.

You'd look around for him but he wasn't visiting you any longer. No snake to threaten your Eden, no green-haired man to smile so genuinely at you and blush at every sweet word you send his way. You didn't expect to miss him all of a sudden. You'd even kept the shop open late at night, waiting at the stand looking at the doors awaiting him to burst through for his late-night coffee runs. Even if you knew that your neighbourhood was becoming increasingly dangerous lately.

But nope. He had not come for you. You didn't think too much of it, or at least you tried not to, you asked around at first, though no one could tell you anything of him, no one seemed to know who you were talking about at all.

Until the late-night closings, you'd pushed farther than was allowed served you who you'd wanted.

A curly green-haired giant of a man, sweet, tired laughter falling from his lips while he clutched his side tightly. You would have been elated. Had he not been dripping blood all over your floor. Your gasp echoed in the empty café when the door shut closed behind him, bloody handprint marking the glass. "Freckles?"

He'd refused to give you his name, then it was strange but endearing. Now, as you rushed to his side, it felt slightly embarrassing. He looked at you, the swirling emerald glinting in the fake candlelight, "Hello, gorgeous... Sorry to drop in so unexpected."

It would have been sweet had he not been wheezing his words out. "We need to get you to a hospital!" Your frantic voice was raising in volume, he shook his head slowly, obviously dizzy, and dropped his arms around you.

"No...Hospital..." You hadn't realized he'd fallen unconcious until you felt his entire weight thrown onto your undoubtedly tiny self when in comparison. There had been no way in hell you'd have been able to hold him had he been half as small. Now? You cursed lowly as he toppled over you, trying your best to hold yourself up though it ultimately ended up with his mountain self ontop of yours, face fallen in the crook of your neck.

Rom-coms made it all so romantic and angsty, though the most angsty part of this interaction had been you attempting to pull yourself from underneath him while feeling his sticky warm blood soaked your clothes and onto your skin, slipping multiple times as the pool grew more and more.

You yourself were lucky to be born with a quirk useful in healing, though it was nothing compared to actual hospitalization, You tried to heal his wounds, pressing the wound— After a year of trying to flip him so you could actually inspect it, you'd done a crude job, but he was bleeding less. You had ran to grab the bourbon that you'd use to make coffee's Irish at times and popped open the bottle. "This is going to hurt," Your voice was soft in the still, warm room.

You tipped your head up and gulped down some of it, cringing at the taste as you poured it onto his wound. He made a noise. At least that was good.

Then his eyes began to flutter.

You were quick to place his head upon your blood-soaked lap, trying to lift his head and give him some water. You'd been quick and precise when you were healing him, though your mind sounded like the grinch doing yoga with the absolute panic that was zipping through you. "Come on, come on, please just drink."

His eyes half-lidded and clearly lightheaded, he allowed you to pour the water into his mouth, but you ignored the water pouring from the corner of his mouth, the moment he'd been done, he looked up at you. In the soft candlelight of the café, he looked absolutely beautiful and had he not bled through your hardwood floor you would have liked to appreciate the sight a bit more.

It didn't occur to you how angelic you looked. The light formed a halo around you in his blurred gaze. He was tired, he was sure he was bleeding out, but he could only look at you, and the fact that he couldn't sit up and kiss you.

"My angel," He mused softly, though you thought it ironic at that moment, you did not realize how true it was to him.

"Is anyone coming to help?" You tried to sound comforting, not knowing how to reply to him at all. You would have to call an ambulance eventually, right? He relaxed your mind, nodding softly.

"You're worried." He hummed, and it made you smile through your slow tears.

"Of course,"

You thought he was delirious, as he continued to murmur the same, over and over again. You placed your fingertips onto his lips to calm him, though you cursed yourself for not being able to wash off the blood before doing that.

He didn't mind. Kissing your fingertips, he felt an absolute euphoria that even the highest amount of morphine could not provide.

It worried you that he practically purred at this. Maybe you should be concerned that he seemed to love that you were covered in his blood even more.

It would have worried you more if you knew what he really wanted to say at the moment.

I love you.

A million questions burned through your mind, but you couldn't say anything, the words falling from your lips at the sight of the soft content look on his face. So you stayed. You cradled him and helped his comrades when they came to take him with them.

Then you sat there. In a pool of his blood. Wondering what the absolute fuck just happened.

You, sweet angel, were his. You didn't realize at that moment, with his blood around your fingers, his eyes had only seen a ring on them. You didn't know you were his from the moment your eyes met the day he entered your little Eden.

Because the Devil doesn't bargain. He takes what is his.

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Bnha characters on a date night with s/o

Characters: Shinsou, Aizawa, Ochako, Midoriya

Gender neutral reader; Fluff (And a bit of lime for Aizawa)

A/n:Also I’ll probably make more for some other characters but those were the only one I could come up with

Shinsou

You had been dating Shinou for two months already

You guys weren’t really big fans of big fancy date, and you two would usually just hang out at each others dorm room watching some some movies and even play some video games

Though today was different since you two where coming up on your two month anniversary and Shinou wanted to take you out to eat

He didn’t want to do anything super fancy but he still wanted to taking you out to eat 

The day before you two were in your dorm room playing video games before he soon turned to you

“Hey y/n, do you think you’ll be free tomorrow night?” He asked

“Yeah I think so, why?”

“I was just wondering if you want to go out tomorrow night..”

“Oh yeah sure, that sounds nice.”

It was now the day and he had said he’ll meet you at your dorm around 3 pm 

So you just got ready and waited and once there was a knock on the door you opened it

He stood there with hands in his pocket and a small smile on his face when he saw you open the door. “Your ready?” He asked, as you answered with a nod. “Alight, then let’s go.” He said happily as he took your hand and the two of you walked out of the UA campus 

“So where are we going?” You asked him as the two of you walked. “It’s a surprise.” Was all he answered with.

Soon enough you two arrived at a small cat cafe

The whole aesthetic of the place was cute and the cats roaming around made it even more adorable

 “Where did you find this place?”

“Oh I just found it awhile ago while taking a walk, and I figured this would be a perfect place to take you.” He answered with a smile on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck

“Oh well you thought correctly!” You replied back with as you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Shinou and you stayed there as you ate across from one another. And while you two were waiting for the food both of you played with the cats as well as pet them.

You two spent two hours there, one for waiting and eating food and other playing with the cats, though it was getting late you decided to head back to the campus.

Being too tired to walk back to your dorm room you decided to stay at Shinsou’s since you had clothes you could change into over there.

“So did you like it?” Shinou asked as the two of you laid in his bed as he had a arm around you.

“Yeah it was fun, we should go there again soon.” You answered happily with a yawn.

“Alright yeah we can do that.” He smile as he looked at you. You smiled back at him

“Good night y/n.” He said with a yawn and you gave him a kiss on the lips. “Good night.” You said softly as you cuddled into his arm falling asleep

He just smiled as you did this pulling you close to him as he also fell a sleep

Aizawa

Aizawa and you were dating for about three years

Though you two never really had much time to go on dates since both of you had been busy with work since the both of you where pro-hero’s but it had lately been more difficult when Aizawa got a job at UA and then moved on to the campus to be close to the students and make sure that they won’t get attack by villains

But you did decided to take a whole week off of hero work to just relax, but also do to the fact that one of days you’re off will also be the same day Aizawa has off so you figured you’ll make the most out of it

So when the day finally arrived you called him early in the morning.

“Good morning.” You said happily over the phone. “Morning.” He said back with an exhausted tone yet still happy to hear your voice. “Do you think you’ll be able to come over to my place?” You had asked, which definitely had picked his interest a bit. “Umm yeah, at what time?” He asked. “Umm be here around 4, alright.” You told him. “Alright I’ll be there, love you.” He said over the phone with a smile on his face. “Love you too.”

Once you hung up you immediately went to look at recipes you hand found and saved a while ago seeing what would you need to cook them. You wrote down a list of everything you need and left your apartment heading to the supermarket.

After you hang up Aizawa had a small smile on his face as he put the phone away, which soon made Yamada speak up. “Y/n called.” He said in a teasing voice looking at Aizawa with a smile. “Shut up…” Was all Aizawa muttered as he went to grad paper and also think about what he’ll wear to see you.

You soon got home after two hours of shopping and buying all the things you need

You weren’t much of a cook but you decided you’ll try for your sake, since you had found a recipe that you thought was easy with was salmon rice bowl.

You smiled proudly at yourself as you finished the dish proud about how it came out, though you soon noticed the time and that Aizawa was most likely on he’s way by now

You soon took a quick shower changes into something nice before you soon light up so candles, and pouring two cups of red wine, and as you finished you heard a knock on the door.

“Coming!” You called out heading to open the to see Aizawa standing with his hair in a bun as he was wearing a black shirt with some jeans

“Hey.” He said with a smile as he kissed you check. “Wow it smells nice, did you cook?”

You couldn't help but smile when he noticed. “Yeah I did!” You answered as you just shoot him to follow you to your kitchen.

“Now this is nice.”

“Well it has been a while since we went on a date”

You two just sat there happily, eating the meal as both of you made small talk with each other and we’re catching up with one another.

“This was really well made.” He told you with a small on his face as he finished his dish

“I’m really glad you like it.” You said happily as you take a sip of the cup of wine you had also finished your dish

“Well I should get going, I have to figure out what I’ll have my students do tomorrow.” He told you. “But I’ll help you with cleaning up.” He said as he got up

You felt your heart aches when he said that. “Oh come on that’s tomorrow.” You said as you got up and walked over to him. “It’s been awhile since we seen with each other, let alone have some alone time with one another.” Aizawa just stood there raising his eyebrow slightly as he listened to you. “Can’t you just stay for the night and then leave in the morning?”

He leaned back against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed looking at you, think for a moment before saying, “I guess that could work.” With a slightly smirk on his face

You just smiled as you went to kiss his lips, and he kissed you back, which lead into a passionate kiss as he moved to hold you by your hips

“Okay okay okay, we should clean the dishes.” You chuckled pulling away from him. “That could wait later.” He whispered in your ear as he kissed you all the way down to your neck kissing your sweet spot. You let out a gasp when he did it.

“We should move to the bed.” you managed to say.

Once you two got to the room, let just say it was a fun night.

You soon woke up in the morning as the sun hit your face, you saw the place where Aizawa was once sleep at gone, but you couldn’t help but smile. And you soon grabbed your phone and texted him. “That was fun.” You sent

You got out of bed cleaning the dishes as you soon saw you got a reply from Aizawa. “We definitely need to do this again.” He sent

Ochaco

Ah your lovely girlfriend Ochaco she was the world to you

You two had been dating for awhile, and it was everything you wanted

You two did all the stereotypical couples things, you two would cuddle, kiss, hangout with one another, help each other with class work

Thought there was one thing that you two never did

You guys never had a date night!

You two would talk about going on dates but it never happened, but Ochaco wanted to change it

Since her family and her didn’t have lots of money she had came up with an cute date idea that she believed you enjoy. A picnic date!

She had prepared everything, she had found an old picnic basket that her mom still had, which was still good. She had also found an big enough blanket you two could sat on as well as lay in, and she of course made the food.

She planned everything to be right.

The sun started to go down when she asked you to hang out with her.

You to walked go awhile since you got to a hill at the park. You saw the picnic set up with the blanket on the ground and the basket in the middle.

She had also placed some fake electric candles around so it could be easier to see the spot

“Now what is all of this about?” You ased her with a smile on your face as you looked at her, walking over to sit beside her

“It just that we’ve been dating for a while, but we never been on a date.” She stated as she looked at you. “And yeah I know we talked about it, but we never actually did it so I wanted to change that.” She told you happily as she went to hold your hand

“Oh.” You replied as you blushed slightly

“Well do you like it?” She asked you looking in your eyes

“Yeah I do!” You answered happily to her.

You two began to eat the food she made as you completed her on the food she made for the picnic

“I’m glade you like it!” Ochaco said as she gave you a kiss on the cheek. “Well I’m gonna like anything you make since you are my girlfriend.” You said happy to call her your girlfriend.

You soon looked up at the sky seeing the star’s shining bright in the sky.

“Hey look.” You muttered as you went to lay down on the blanket to look up at the sky more better.

“Pretty.” Ochaco said as she also saw the stars laying down next to you as she also looked up at the sky.

You two just laid there star gazing as you soon placed you head on her shoulder

Midorya

You two were only dating for two weeks so far

Though it would have been longer if this boy wasn’t so nervous to ask you out months ago

But that was the past and it’s now the present

And since you two were dating his been trying to find out what would be a good date for the two of you, and while he was going through his phone he found the perfect date for you two

While he was on his phone he had found that one of your favorite movies was getting played in theaters, he even wrote it down in his notebook on the page where he wrote about your quirk cause of how much you would talk about it

Though while he was looking for tickets he found that the only showing for 5 pm, so before her bought them he messaged you wanting to make sure you’ll be able to go

“Hey, you got anything to day today at 5?” He asked, sitting on his bed as he waited for your reply.

“Yeah I should be.” You finally messaged him. “Why?”

“Oh it’s just I found some movie tickets for [favorite movie], and I wanted to know if you want to go and watch it with me” He sent. “Like a little date! :)”

“Of course I’ll like to go! Especially if it’s [favorite movie]! I’ll get ready right now!”

“Alright!”

Midorya bought the tickets and got ready as you also got ready and before it was 5 you headed to his dorm and you two walked to the movie theater happily

Once you two got there you bought a large popcorn for you two to share and drinks for the both of you.

“Hurry up the movies about to start.” You muttered as you were rushing to get into the room where the movie was playing in

“I’m coming.” Midorya responded with as he held his drink in his hand and you held that popcorn and your drink.

You two soon got to your seat as the movie started to play.

While the movie was playing you would muttered to him about small behind the scenes facts about certain scenes and he would just look at you happily as you spoke about the movie, finding it amusing how much information you knew about this movie

And also while you two were eating the popcorn your guys hand brush against each other which made the both you you blush slightly.

“I really like the movie, I can see why it’s one of your favorite!” He said happily as he looked at you, getting up from your seat to throw out the empty popcorn bucket and your empty cup.

“I glad you like it!” You replied with a smile as you looked at him as he threw out his cup.

You two walked back to your dorms as you made small talk and you told him more facts about the movie, but stop when he took your to your dorm room.

“You know I really enjoyed our date.” You told him as you blushed slightly

“Yeah I do too.”

You two had looked away from each other as you guys were blushing, and when you turn you heard to give him a kiss on the cheek he had also turn his head which made you two kiss on the lips.

You two just stood there as you guys were blushing cause of this situation. “We’ll see you tomorrow.” You muttered

“Yeah see you tomorrow.” He also muttered as you two walked in your rooms.

After a while you you got dress and soon messaged him. “So it’s official official?” You asked him.

“I hope so!” He texted back

“Then it is!” You responded with as you soon got in bed and as you laid there happily as you slowly fell asleep

#bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero acadamy #mha #mha fanfiction #midoriya izuku #mha ochako #aizawa shouta #bnha shinso hitoshi #shinsou x y/n #aizawa x y/n #midorya x reader #shinsou x reader #ochoco x reade #s/o #uraraka x y/n #aizawa x reader #izuku x reader #mha fluff #bnha fanfiction #mha scenarios #bnha scenarios

[littlebowdagger]

doves came crashing.

minors & ageless blogs dni!

pairing: izuku midoriya x gn! reader

warnings: established relationships, ooc midoriya, suggestive themes, pet names (puppy, darling), slight angst, reader gets called a slut once, dom/sub topics.

all characters are aged up!

teasing izuku during an important gala event wasn’t the best of your options…

“you think you’re so fuckin clever, don’t you?” his voice was heavy as he cornered you. “oh. you don’t wanna act tough now?”

“m-midoriya-“ you whimpered, hoping the submission in your voice would drive him off. it didn’t. the green haired man only chuckled now, grabbing your wrists and pinning them together above you. his other hand clasped against your quivering lips. “mmph-!”

“you were teasing me all night. how could you? dance with other heroes in this dress, nonetheless. giving me your best ‘fuck me eyes’ while rubbing shoulders with the others, yeah?”

his grip was painful but it didn’t matter. you were sure he was going to do way more. he’s eyes weren’t big and bright anymore in this very moment. they weren’t dull, either. they held something else- a fire- and maybe that’s what’s so scary (and sexy) about this situation. his eyes narrowed as he forced pressure onto your mouth.

“well, slut?” he asked. you weren’t entirely sure how to speak with his hand over your mouth, but you were willing to try. you tapped on his arm twice and he angrily let you talk while keeping your hands restricted. “talk. why be a brat now? here?”

“you…you stop giving me attention. i guess if i started acting out you’d notice me. i’m sorry. i guess i’m not really ready for all this.” you sheepishly admitted. midoriya’s eyes softened but still held a power you wouldn’t threaten to dare. his hand finally let off your wrists, gently rubbing them. “i understand if you want a submissive. i’m just not the right person.”

midoriya sighed. “puppy. i’m sorry. i kind of forced you into this whole thing. i guess we still have a lot to learn together.” he gently gripped your hands, letting them hang connected. “i don’t want this to be the last of us. i want to continue to grow with you.”

you couldn’t help but smile at the genuine apology. squeezing his hands and pulling him in for a sweet kiss. his hands wrapped around your waist and yours around his neck.

“thank you. and i accept your apology. instead of acting out i’ll try talking to you first.”

“but fixing your little attitude is a part of the fun, darling.”

“little?” you raised an eyebrow and fixed the collar on his shirt along with his tie. even at twenty- something the boy never bothered to learn how to knot it correctly.

midoriya chuckled again, pulling you to his body. “shall we go, sweetheart?”

you nodded. “yes sir, we shall.”

#izuku midoriya #izuku bnha #midorya x reader #pro hero deku #mha izuku #izuku midoryia smut #izuku drabble #ooc mido #bnha #bnha izuku midoriya #izuku thirst #deku thirst

[miraiimoon]

Что-то маленькое, что им нравится

Sanji

Ваши утренние процедуры по уходу за собой. Санджи готов смотреть на это вечно. Он даже запомнит, что и в какой последовательности Вы делаете. И обязательно будет следить за тем, чтобы у Вас были все необходимые средства, особенно Ваши любимые.

Roronoa Zoro

Неожиданные объятья, которые Вы даёте ему каждый день. Например, когда Зоро лежит на палубе и дремлет, а Вы появляетесь из неоткуда и обнимаете его, положив удобно голову на его груди. Хотя, это и сулит подколы от некоторых членов команды.

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Ло не скажет этого вслух, но он без ума от Ваших маленьких жестов заботы о нём. Кофе на протяжении всего дня, помощь в поиске мелких предметов, когда Вы приносите ему плед (если Ло долго работал и уснул за столом). Даже эти надоедливые и постоянные напоминания о том, чтобы сделать перерыв и отдохнуть.

Midoriya Izuku

То как Вы заплетаете свои волосы по утрам. Мидория каждый день смотрит на этот ритуал с удовольствием. И чувствует некую грусть, если не видит этого. Вы даже ловили его за наблюдением и предлагали заплести что-то на голове Изуку. Но герой вежливо отказывался, предпочитая наблюдать за Вами и Вашими действиями.

Itadori  Yuji

Юджи каждый раз умиляется Вашей привычке закутываться в кокон из одеяла или пледа. Даже, если он по итогу останется без одеяла. Молодой человек просто обнимает Вас, чтобы было теплее.

Dante

Наш горячо любимый охотник на демонов любит есть пиццу, особенно, когда его девушка ест вместе с ним. Ведь после каждого съеденного кусочка пиццы, он с удовольствием наблюдает, как Вы облизываете кончики пальцев.

#one piece #sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro #roronoa zoro #trafalgardwaterlaw #trafalgar law #law x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero x reader #mha midoriya #midorya x reader #midoriya izuku #deku midoriya #jujutsu kaisen #itadori yūji #itadori x reader #devil may cry #dmc5 #dante sparda #dante #devil may cry 5

[purebakuluv]

wrote this on christmas but i never posted lol anyways don’t forget about my scarlet witch!y/n x dynamight!bakugo !!!

“hey where’s y/n?” “i thought she was with denki?” “whaat? no- wait is she?” “no stupid she’s not i would’ve smelled her.” “bro what the fu-“ the room was filled with concern and worry meanwhile the girl in mind walked down the white covered sidewalk, it began to snow in the oddly quiet town. truly the christmas spirit. she came to a stop when she reached the outside gates of the place she branded a third home, they were together once again. when her eyes scanned across the field, she found him lit perfectly and ready for her to claim the spot next to him. she brought their special blanket, special since he burned a small hole accidentally when she made a comment that made him flustered. but that’s for another time.

“you snuck out of the party, huh?” “whaat? noo..” he sighed, shaking his head staring at her with that dumb stern look on his face. the one where she knew she couldn’t bullshit her way out of. “fine, yes i did. but only to be with you… i don’t like being away from you, you know that..” “i know but-“ “then please understand that this makes me happy. being here with you.” the boy stared at her, a sad sigh escaped his lips while he shook his head. “y/n…” “yes?” “you need to let me go, sweetheart.” the girl knitted her eyebrows, “w-what?” “ he’s looking for you.” just as she was about to open her mouth, a voice called out to her making her look to their direction. “hey! i knew you’d be here, y/n it’s not smart of you to be by yourself you know this..” the voice told her. coming into view, their hands placed on her shoulders which made her look up to their owner, a wide smile appeared on their lips. “cmon! we’re about to open presents! i told them to wait until i brought you back but you know how they get…” the girl nodded, “i’m sorry. i guess i wasn’t really thinking at the moment-“ “no! don’t apologize, i understand, really- just please let one of us-me- know where you’re going.. okay?” the boy chuckled, extending his hand to her, “let’s go home, n/n.” her eyes stared at his hand, why was she so tired all of a sudden. “n/n?” “zu, could you.. carry.. me.. home?..” the boy was taken aback, if she would’ve asked this of him a few months ago he would’ve turned a stuttering mess but he knew about this well enough that it made his heart break a little more for her. he smiled sadly and tugged her towards him, allowing the girl to wrap her legs around his waist and the pair started their journey home. before she closed her eyes, she stared at him one last time. he looked so handsome and he never seemed to change the shirt she gave him as a just because gift. she unhooked one arm free from midoriyas neck to give the boy a small wave goodbye, as he returned it with a small smile. she blinked. her gaze was met with nothing but bold letters. the arm hooked back to the green haired neck as she read the print ahead of her growing more and more distant. katsuki bakugo. a son, a brother, a best friend.. a hero.

the world was too cruel to y/n l/n. a born hero who has every right to become the very thing she fought to protect others from.

“n/n.” “hm?” “merry christmas.” the girl smiled against his neck, burying herself deeper. “merry christmas, zu.”

#bakugou x you #bakugo imagine #bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou #light_writes #bnha midoriya #izuku midoryia #midorya x reader #mha x y/n #mha x reader

[snnbnny]

Just a question. How would Asahi, Oikawa, and Izuku (and add anyone else who you feel like could fit into this) would react to a s/o staying up way to late to finish a drawing <3

- Sad anonymous

me to sad anon me to...

-c/w: none just pure fluff

that being saidddddddddddddddddddddd

Asahi would worry about your health, to the point where he wouldn't be able to sleep until he knew you were to. But he also doesn't want to disturb you so he concludes to do his own thing until you come out of the home office. Whether its just making himself some hot tea and watching Ru Paul's Drag race (his most recent favorite show) or gets possesed by the fashion gods and creating new designs. However as soon as you were done he would follow you back to your bedroom and snuggle you so tight before passing out.

Oikawa, like Asahi, wouldn't be able to sleep knowing your up and about. But unlike Asahi he would simply go to wherever you are and stay with you till you were done, preferably he would do so by picking you up and out of your chair to take your spot then placing you on his lap. He would hold you close and use your shoulder as a head rest to watch you, although sometimes you have to watch out if he's in a certain mood he would tease you with kisses all over and nibbles to the neck- he's a cheeky fellow. There has been a few times that he's simply passed out and you had to wake him up in order for the two of you to go to bed. Oikawa reminds me of a puppy in this sense.

Izuku simply doesn't allow it. You need sleep and he always sleeps better when your in bed with him. He would be gentle about it don't worry, nurturing you and coddling you with sweet words. That being said he wouldn't leave much room for protest- he will physically bring you to bed if need be. Total dad move.

Bakugou is similar to Izuku in the manner where he won't let you stay up to late most days, but he wouldn't be gentle or nurturing just bossy and most likely insists on physically taking you to bed if you even hint at protest. However its not all that on common for him to stay with you instead if you tell him you desperately need to finish this piece or something, he would huff but not fight you much- instead he would pull over a chair or like Oikawa move you so he could take your chair and you could sit on his lap so he can hold you.

Tagging: @oikawas-milk-bread @kaminarili @fancybearcollectorsblog-blog @trollyluv

#sweetaskers #sad anon #haikyuu #hq #mha #bnha #my hero academia matchups #my hero imagines #my hero x reader #izuku midorya #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x you #midorya x reader #midoriya izuku #katsuki bakugō #oikawa tooru #tooru oikawa #tooru x reader #oikawa toru #oikawa #tooru oikawa x reader #oikawa x reader #asahi x reader #azumane asahi #azumane x reader #asahi x you #hq headcanons #hq hcs #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons

[thenumberoneshortie]

Ok but can someone please make an royal AU of any anime. Like bnha, haikyuu, demon slayer, aot, ect. PLEASE it’s like a need in my life. 😫😫

#anime #demon slayer #bnha #mha smut #mha x reader #aot imagines #aot #aot x reader #imagine #ffs #bnha smut #aot smut #demon slayer imagines #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer smut #midorya x reader #bnha todoroki #todoroki x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #hinata shoyo #kageyama tobio #atsumu scenarios #osamu imagine #anime smut #anime x reader #haikyu smut

[otomelife]

Look for this midorya Izuku x reader story

It’s about reader having a dangerous quick and midorya takes them to the farm to help them handle it better and he relax there. Not sure if it’s on tumblr or ao3

There’s also a hawks x reader story that I’m looking for for awhile too

Basically reader is with hawks and people think because reader has a compulsion quirk or something they are basically mind controlling them. I know this one was on tumblr for sure

Would love to know if anyone knows these, thank you

#bnha x reader #midorya x reader #midorya izuku x reader #hawks x reader #kiego x reader #Takami keigo x reader

[illya-roma]

Here it is everybody!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39644352/chapters/99244272

Human Desires

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warnings

:

Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Underage

Category:

Multi

Fandom:

僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Relationships:

Midoriya Izuku/Reader

Bakugou Katsuki/Reader

Todoroki Shouto/Reader

Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Reader

Sero Hanta/Reader

Kirishima Eijirou/Reader

Tokoyami Fumikage/Reader

Aoyama Yuuga & Reader

Uraraka Ochako/Reader

Ojiro Mashirao/Reader

Shouji Mezou/Reader

Jiro Kyoka/Reader

Koda Koji & Reader

Hagakure Tooru/Reader

Yaoyorozu Momo/Reader

Class 1-A (My Hero Academia)/Reader

Class 1-B (My Hero Academia)/Reader

Class 1-B (My Hero Academia) & Reader

League of Villains (My Hero Academia)/Reader

Toga Himiko/Reader

Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko/Reader

Kurogiri (My Hero Academia) & Reader

Satou Rikidou/Reader

Character:

Like every character I could put

Additional Tags:

I dont want to list each character individually

Everyone loves reader

Everyone Loves Us

YN is goth

Like pastel goth or goth

She has style

and ptsd

Fluff

Angst with a Happy Ending

Angst

Reader Has a Quirk (My Hero Academia)

Reader-Insert

Reader-Interactive

Mutant Reader

Occult

Reader acts like an savage animal

reader is not human

Reader would kill if she wants to

Shes edgy like that

cursing

You also curse

Yn is also somehow the mom friend

and the rebel

At the same time

Language:English

#bnha #fanfiction #mha #midorya x reader #bakugo katuski #katsuki bakugo x reader #class 1a #class 1a x reader #class 1 b x reader

[tetsupeach]

reaper deku x f!reader

summary - after you die and deku comes to collect your soul he takes personal responsibility for you.

cws - monsterfucking light, he's got horns and a long tongue and is 7 feet tall, sleeps in a nest, collects souls ready to pass on. reader is dead, she's been murdered by her abusive boyfriend, but the story picks up after she's passed. breeding, deku's a gentle dom, huge cock,, uhhh yeah honestly this is pretty soft,

MINORS DNI - please have an age in your bio to interact with this fic.

It’s not that he liked his job, Deku reminds himself as he feels the tugging towards another soul ready for departure, it’s that he feels a sense of duty. He was a shepherd, to most of the people he visited, death was a kindness, a release, and he was sure, already leaping over rooftops, his tattered black cloak dragging behind him, that you would be no different. Like most people, you barely notice his figure darkening the doorway, but oh you poor thing, you can barely move. 

“Ohh,” he can’t help it, the sympathetic sound pouring from his lips, what a helpless little human, “So many broken bones,” he muses in a soft coo, squatting beside you. You’re leaned up against the wall of an empty apartment, blood trickling down the side of your face. You let out a little breath, and when he rests his hand on your shoulder the pain dissipates. “I haven’t seen one this bad in a while,” he says, and you gasp in shock, looking up at the dark figure that suddenly appeared next to you. 

He was tall, and broad, with a tangle of dark green curls that matched his glittering verdant irises, a smattering of freckles across his nose. He reaches a scarred hand out to you, and you take it, bursting into tears as he pulls you to your feet. 

“I’m sorry,” you choke out, “I’m sorry you probably deal with this all the time.” Your voice is softer than he expects, little more than the whistle of a teakettle. He wraps his arms around you, folding your body into his warm chest. 

“Actually,” He says, “Most people are angry.” The lump in your throat only grows as the hot tears spill down your face. “They want more time, another chance, and I can’t give it to them.” 

“I-I-I’m ready to go,” you blubber, “I’m so t-tired, and everything hurts.” He rubs comforting patterns into your back. 

“Let’s take a second,” he says, looking down at the top of your head. “It’s alright, no more pain where we’re headed, okay?” You only cry harder. 

“I never,” you sniff and look up at him, “I never had a chance.” He moves one of his hands higher, tangling it in your hair, a question he never asks on his lips. 

“Who did this to you?” He says, and you turn around to glance at your body but he catches your chin with a kind smile. “Better not look, hm?” You nod

“W-we could go to my kitchen?” You hiccup and he lets you lead him forward.

“I can make you tea.” He says, opening the cabinet with your mugs in it on the first try. 

“Death can make tea?” You ask, and he nods without turning around.

“I’m not death.” He clarifies. “I work for death.” He turns the stove on, filling a teapot with water and looking over his shoulder at you. “I asked who did this to you?” 

“M-my boyfriend.” You mumble. “No matter how hard I t-tried, he was never happy with me, and when I tried to leave,” You tremble, unable to finish the sentence. 

“No,” Deku coos at you with surprise, as if he hadn’t heard this story a million times before, as if this was new information, “Sweetheart, that’s not love, you deserved to be loved.” You nod slowly, your eyes burning with fresh tears, and the need to comfort you nearly overtakes him. 

“No one else wanted me.” You press your lips together. “I never had a chance at all.” Deku takes a box of tea down from the cabinet and inspects you carefully, your skin in the moonlight, your red-rimmed eyes. 

“You don’t have questions for me?” He looks over his shoulder at you and you shake your head. “You know it’s not true that no one else wanted  you.” He says, sitting down next to you at your kitchen table. “You’re very beautiful, so I’m sure that’s not true.” You sniff. 

“Thank you.” You say, and he reaches over and brushes some hair out of your face, his hands ghosting your skin and then returning to his side. 

“Tell me what happened?” He murmurs, “I have time.” You swallow, and nod. 

“He, he came home, and he was drunk.” Dekus eyes never leave yours while you’re speaking, “And he was upset, about, about something, maybe sports, maybe me. He wanted me to have sex with him, and I didn’t want to, I just, I didn’t feel like it.” Deku gets up, takes the kettle off the stove, and pours the boiling water, setting the steeping tea in front of you with a soft thump. You touch it, half expecting your hands to go through the ceramic, but they don’t. 

“This isn’t your fault.” He says, joining you. 

“You didn’t make yourself tea?” You ask, eyes widening a little. 

“I don’t really, eat.” He explains. “You won’t either, when we leave.” 

“Where are we going?” You ask, cupping the mug in your hands, it’s warm on your cool skin. He thinks about it before responding. 

“The next phase of existence, it’s different for everyone.” He stops himself, closing his eyes, “I’m, I’m sorry, you’re not,” he swallows, “You shouldn’t be, you shouldn’t be okay with this,” the pain is evident in his voice, “You should be fighting me, you should be kicking and screaming, you should be begging for a chance at revenge!” You take a long slow breath in, lower lip trembling. 

“I know this isn’t what you meant,” You mumble, throat tight, “But what I heard was that I can’t even die correctly.” You bury your face in your hands. “Can we just, can we go, to whatever’s next?” 

“No!” He says, scandalized. “No, we can’t.” He takes your hand and pulls you out of your chair, “There had to be things that you always wanted to do?” You wipe one of your eyes. You’d had dreams once, maybe as a child, in those limited golden-tinged memories, you’d had things you’d sworn to do before this, the most human of inevitabilities. 

“I can’t think of anything.” You whisper, and he shakes his head. 

“Sure you can, is there a place you thought of going?” You think about it hard, at one of the jobs you’d had, at one point, your life was already blurring together, one of your co-workers had a 

“Um, I guess I wanted to see Venice?” He yanks you down the hallway, and out into the summer drizzle. “What the hell are you doing?” He doesn’t answer, pulling you up into the clouds, you’re not flying exactly, there’s hardly any movement, except the turn of the planet beneath him. “Hey,” you try to get his attention hanging from his forearm as you move higher into the sky. He holds his posture, but you dangle like a christmas ornament, “Hey,” you say again, louder, and with a soft grunt he lifts you, holding you to his chest while he flies, wrapping his cloak around your body. After a few seconds, you’re flying over an ocean, moonlight sparkling on the dark waters, clinging to him, shivering in the cold. 

“We’re obviously going to Venice,” He says, a touch of frustration in his voice. “I want you to see, something, something you can mourn, you need to. It’s  human, it’s healthy.” You look up at him.

“Why are you so concerned?” 

“It’s part of my job.” He says, “To guide humans. To take them to the places they need to go. And I decided you and I go to Venice, now.” You wrap your arms around his neck and feel his hands on your waist. As you touch down on the cobblestones, the moon is high, glittering on the canal. He leads you down the street, people don’t stop to look at you, you gather after he walks straight through a lampost, because they can’t see you. You’ve been walking for a few minutes, he doesn’t let go of your hand. You look down at it, his nails are varnished black, the fingers long and thick. Everything about him is big, you realize, even more so on the tiny Eurpean streets. 

“Am I dreaming?” You wonder out loud, and he looks down at you. 

“No.” He confirms. “Does this help, though, being here?” You sigh, shivering, the air is cool and wet. You swallow. 

“I don’t know.” 

“I could get you ice cream.” He says, a touch of desperation to his tone. 

“I had a dream, once.” You say, so softly, he has to lean in to hear you at all. “I wanted him to love me.” You breathe the last word, “I want him to touch me softly, because,” you gesture around the piazza, remembering that it was the honeymoon in your co-workers photo and not the sinking city you’d longed for, “I wanted a real love.” Your lip trembles. “And I’m never going to get it.” The tears fall again. “No one ever touched me softly,” you look up and meet his eyes, his face is completely unreadable, “And I’ll never know what that’s like.” You gesture weakly. “This is pretty but, when the people go, it’s just stone, and water, and spores.” You look at the lichen climbing up the side of the fountain. “And now I’m dead.” He swallows and looks down at you. 

“I’m not sure how to fix that.” he admits. “I don’t usually do this.” 

“Take someone’s soul to Italy before you take them on?” You sniff, wiping your face. “I’m sorry I think, I just want it all to be over.” Deku presses his lips together and frowns before speaking again, a touch of childish desperation creeping into his voice.

“It’s just that, the little parts of being alive are so fascinating to me,” he giggles at the thought, “Did you know some humans, when they date, take pictures of each other, and make it their little um, their phone screen?” You nod. “And I’ve seen,” he keeps chattering excitedly, I’ve seen them ah,” he stops himself, searching for the word, “Do this thing, where they’re lying down together, and they kinda fit their bodies into each other?” 

“Spooning?” You offer, and he beams. 

“IS that what it’s called?” He fidgets, and you can see his long dark nails, more like talons in the darkness. He was so excited, so sweet.

“Um, I could, if you want I could show you, more of the things humans do when they’re in love?” He brightens, and when he smiles, the hood of his cloak falls off his head. In the dark moonlight, you can seek the skeleton underneath his skin, underneath the human glamour part of him. 

“Oh, sorry.” he says, jerking the cloak over his head again, his ‘humanity’ restored. “I would, I would like that though.” He takes your hand. “Like, this, did I do this right, when I was comforting you, I’ve seen movies I-” 

“This is fine.” You say, giving him a tiny encouraging smile that just cuts all the way through his chest. “But isn’t it better like this?” You carefully interlace your fingers with his. His hand is cold to the touch, but his face warms, a long breath escaping from his chest. 

“Oh,” he says, “Yes it feels, so much closer?” You squeeze his hand, and he gets redder. 

“You were good, ah, especially when you um,” You step into his personal space again and bury your face in his chest, he nods, understanding, cupping the back of your head in his free hand. 

“Like this?” He asks, and you can feel the rumble of his voice from his chest. 

“Yes,” you sigh, a little more warmth to the sound. “It helped.” 

“What else,” he says, the desperation back in his voice, “Please I want, I want to understand better, for the people I guide.” You nod into him. 

“You could lean down, and kiss the top of my head.” He follows your orders,  his mouth lingering on your scalp, inhaling your scent. You smell like cigarette smoke, and vanilla perfume. “And I would do this,” You breathe, wrapping your free arm around his waist, and going to wrest your other hand from his but when you pull at it, his grip tightens, and an animalistic snarl rips from his chest. You jump and gasp with fear but apologies are spilling from his lips immediately. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he says, “I just, I guess, I’m feeling protective, I want to keep holding your hand, please, ah,” you look up at him, his face is so genuinely contrite it breaks your heart, “May I please keep holding it?” 

“Ah, yes.” You say, and he smiles at you, the skin around his eyes crinkling. “Can we keep walking?” You ask, and he nods. The two of you stroll through the streets of Venice at night, and the temperature drops considerably as the moon gets higher. You’re standing at the dock, looking out at the ocean, when you start genuinely trembling, and he speaks again, handsome face contorted with concern. 

“Ah, are you cold?” 

“Y-yes.”  You choke out, still in only the tank top and pajama shorts you’d died in. 

“I can um, I can give you my cloak if you don’t mind that i’ll look less human.” He offers, and you shrug. 

“I can’t imagine that after all that,” you remember your crumpled form, the black spots appearing on your vision as your boyfriend stumbled out of the room, so drunk he was blind to what he’d done, “That I looked human.” 

“No, I suppose not so much.” he says, remembering a scene from a movie he’d watched on a day off, taking your chin in his hand roughly, then jumping back and releasing it, “Sorry, I wanted to touch you, but I, I did that wrong?” You nod quickly, and he looks sheepish, reaching back and touching his own neck. “Sorry.” He repeats. 

“No it’s alright,” You say, taking his hands and arranging them on your face so that he’s cupping it, his thumbs resting on the top of your cheeks. “Like this.” He strokes your skin for a moment, lost in the high planes of your face reflecting in the moonlight, the only sound the water lapping the dock you're standing on, the boats nudging each other. But then another shiver runs up your spine, and he practically rips off his cloak, draping it around your shoulders, bending down so that he can properly arrange it on your shoulders. In the bright silver moonlight, he stretches into a truer form. He’s a little hunched, and much closer to seven feet than six. There are two white bony horns peeking out of his green hair, and his canines are long and sharp in a distinctly inhuman way. In the direct moonlight, you can see right through his skin. But other than that, he’s built like a man, the largest man you’ve ever seen, but a man nonetheless. 

“Wow,” you stammer, drawing his cloak around you. He laughs.

“You’re not afraid?” He asks, and your mind flashes to the fear you knew in your life, the way you’d come to jump at loud noises, the way just the scent of whiskey could send you into a tailspin, and you shake your head. 

“I’ve seen worse.” You say softly, and he nods, understanding. 

“Ah.” He offers you his hand, now with long talons at the end. You take it, and he carefully, painstakingly interlaces your fingers. “Can I,” he starts, and then you watch him stop himself, second guess, and then barrel forward, “Can I, what I mean, is that,” he pauses, struggling for the right words. “I would like to, to kiss you, if I can.” Your eyes widen. 

“Oh!” 

“I mean, not if, not if you don’t-” 

“No it’s just-” 

“It’s totally okay,” he flashes his palms at you, “I get it if you-” 

“I want to.” You cut him off again, and he looks at you, shock coloring his handsome features. “I just um,” you look around, “I know no one can see us, but I’d prefer if we could go somewhere um, private?” He nods, squeezing your hand. 

“My place?” 

“You have a place?” You ask, as he lifts you back up into the air, and you watch the moonlight glitter on the dark ocean. 

“My shift’s been over for a bit.” He explains, a little guilt creeping into his expression. “We work for three weeks about, your time. You were my last job.” 

“Oh.” Something twinges in your gut. “Can I ask you something?” You look down, Venice is tiny below you, nearly disappearing into the sea. “What ah, what are you?” 

“I serve death.” He explains, lifting you easily so that you’re cradled against his chest, swaddled like a baby. “In all of their forms, as the raven queen, as the devil, as the moon, whatever form you’ve given them.” He shifts you a little so that your head is resting on his pectoral. “You might call me ah, a demon, I suppose, but that comes with such a negative connotation.” 

“What should I call you, then?” He glances down at you, it’s incredible to him, how easy you’re taking this, how quickly you accepted death, how you don’t seem to be afraid of him, it feels, dreamlike. 

“Call me Izuku.” He says as you break through a huge white cloud. The world around you blurs and suddenly you’re not flowing up, but down, down towards a ground that looks like a rocky mountainside. “It’s a reflection,” he explains, seeing the look on your face, “Sometimes when you’re looking in the mirror and you see something behind you, you are seeing us.” 

“Izuku,” you say, and oh god his given name on your lips is heavenly, so sweet and short, a cooing, breathy sound. His mouth goes dry as he lands on the dirt path, leading to the mouth of a cave. “Is this allowed, I don’t want you to get in trouble.” He stretches a little, setting you on the ground, you’d have to go back, eventually, he thinks, but there was a way, a way to ensure you’d be his forever. 

“They might notice, in a century, that you didn’t report to where you’re going.” He yawns. “But it’s so kind of you to care.” He leads you to the mouth of the cave, which has a huge nest of blankets and twigs, the occasional moss accent softening a corner. Flickering torches hang on the walls, creating long dancing shadows on the floor. He helps you into the nest, lifting your body up and over the lip of it so that you slide to the soft bottom, then leaping into it after you. It’s cozy and much less fragile than it looks, 

“I like this,” you breathe, startling even yourself at how, right it feels to be here. He blushes a deep crimson. 

“You like my nest?” 

“It seems,” you shift your weight a little, “It seems sturdy.” Warmth spreads across his chest. 

“Thank you.” You’re sitting cross-legged on the blankets, with him kneeling in front of you. “Where do I um, how do I start?” he asks, and you take his huge hands guiding them so that one of them rests on your waist, and the other is cupping your cheek. 

“Now press your lips to mine,” you say, eyes wide and kind, full of the most beautiful innocence - god he was going to - “Softly, at first.” You instruct, speaking the words almost into his mouth. “And you can use your hands to move me where you want me.” His hand on your waist tightens, digging into the softness of your skin there as he leans farther forward, experiencing the gentle ecstasy of closeness. Your body is warm, so warm compared to him, he can’t help it, he wants more, using his leverage to push his tongue between your lips, guiding you down on your back so that he can feel every curve, every contour of you against him. It’s been so long, he works so hard, and there are so many intricacies to your anatomy, so many places he can press his lips to make more music spill from your mouth. Where he’s hard and cold, you’re plush and warm, and the little gasp you make when he accidentally grazes his teeth against your lower lip practically sets him on fire, a low growl ripping from his chest. You tug on his hair, guiding him from your mouth to the crook of your neck, pulling another hiccupping gasp from your lips. 

“I-izuku,” you choke out, it feels good, his tongue long and rough on your skin, but, “It’s o-okay, you can touch me,” another sound rumbles from him, somehow even more feral, as both of his hands move up to palm your chest, rutting his hips desperately against yours. 

“Want you, gotta get your ready for me,” he growls, “Please, fuck, I need-” 

“It’s okay,” you breathe, more sure of this than anything in your life, “I want you, I want you, I can handle it.” He pulls off of you, face flushed, heart racing, as he rips your pajama shorts off of you and dives between your legs. It’s like he’s sucked the air from your lungs, bright lights exploding behind your eyes as he presses his nose against your clit and slides his long tongue into your core. “Mmmmm,” He groans, rolling his hips against the ground, roughly taking your thighs in a bruising grip as you writhe with pleasure, the vibrations of his voice only sending you higher. 

“‘Zuku,” you choke out, as he laps at you greedily, “Feels, feels so good.” He growls into your warmth again, pressing himself deeper into you. You tangle your fingers in his hair, guiding his movements against you, he lets you set the rhythm but any time you try and squirm away from him, any time the pleasure becomes too much, he locks his arms around you tighter, holding you in place. You meet his gaze, eye narrowed and intense. 

“Mine,” he says, before slipping a finger inside of you. You keen at that alone, the possessive undercurrent to his voice making your face hot and mouth dry. “Mine,” he says again, knuckle deep inside you, pressing against your velvet walls as you gasp and mewl. “Say it.” He demands, his demeanor completely different. “Say you’re mine.” 

“I’m,” you swallow, he curls his one finger inside of you and your back is practically forced into an arch, pleasure building, the hot coil in your stomach growing tighter. “I’m yours, I’m yours, Izuku,” you cry out over the lewd squelch of his finger inside you. He adds a second one, scissoring them inside you, and he marvels at the way it sends a shudder throughout your entire body, you just can’t stay still for him, even yelping when he sinks his teeth into the soft skin at your hips, delighting in the way you’ve completely come undone at his touch. He can feel his cock straining against his pants, with every wanton moan that escapes your lips, it gets harder, desperate for some kind of friction, to replace his fingers in your warm, wet, cunt. 

“Fuck,” you choke out, looking at him again, soft eyes glistening with tears, and somewhere inside of him, a damn breaks. With a feral grunt, he takes you roughly by the waist and lifts you in the air, flopping on his back as he positions you above his crotch, watching your eyes widen with fear as he pulls his length out from his pants. He’s huge underneath you, shoulders wide and flat, his shirt sticking to his sweaty abdomen. You reach for it, tugging it over his head and leaning back, bracing your hands against his hips, raking your eyes down his scarred muscle to the trail of green hair leading to the largest cock you’ve ever seen, purpled with need and curving slightly. 

“C’mon,” he growls, “C’mon baby, take it, you can do it.” You swallow, heart thrumming as you sink down, your walls stretching taking even the head of him. “That’s it,” he says, dark eyes glittering, as you let out a soft whine. 

“S-so big, ‘Zuku,” you mumble, closing your eyes as you feel a light slap on your thigh, 

“Look at me,” He says, “Focus on me,” You lower your hips a little more, your mouth dropping open as the stretch starts with a sharp pain that melts into pleasure. He sits up a little, taking your thighs in his hands, kneading at them before pressing another kiss to your lips. “Take it baby, you can take it,” he says, as you keep sinking lower, your eyes completely losing focus as your soft walls flutter around him. 

“Ah,” you moan, biting down on your lower lip, you’re still only about halfway. It’s not just that it’s the longest cock you’ve ever seen, it’s wide, and there’s so much space between your hips and that tuft of green hair at his hilt. 

“Look at me,” He says again, authority seeping into his tone, and you obey, shivering with pleasure, “Look at me,” you nod, “You’re gonna take my cock, angel, alright, like a good girl, and then I’m gonna make you feel so good no one else is ever gonna matter,” you nod, and keep going, ignoring the stretch, tuning everything out but his loud groans. 

“‘Z-zuku,” you mumble, trying not to break eye contact with him. 

“No one else,” he says, his voice dark, his eyes narrow and possessive, “‘M gonna ruin you for anyone else.” You roll your hips a little as you finally, finally take all of him, settling down on top of him as you feel every inch, every vein, pulsing, so hot inside you. 

“So f-full,” you breathe, reaching for him and instinctively, he holds your hand, just like you taught him. 

“What a good girl,” he coos, and watches you preen at the praise, squeezing your hand, “Ready for me to move, baby, ‘m gonna fuck you so good baby,” You whimper, and he sits up eyes wide with concern. “Is it too much I-” 

“I want you to kiss me,” you mumble, embarrassed at your desire for intimacy, but he beams at you before crashing his lips against yours at the same time as he thrusts his length inside you, letting you moan into his open mouth, not letting go of your hand as he slowly begins moving inside you. You collapse into his chest and he takes it in stride, burying his face in your neck, biting down on your soft flesh, as the pleasure overtakes him. 

“So good,” he chokes out, moving you up and down his cock, feeling your walls flutter and squish around him, “Such a good girl, baby,” he breathes, “F-fuck, takin’ all of me, so good, such a good fuckin’ girl,” he snarls the last word, slamming into you hard, eliciting a sharp keen from your lips. He can’t tear his eyes away from the way you’re stretching to accommodate him, watching his cock disappear between your soaking folds, groaning loudly at the way you squeeze around him. 

“More,” you beg, holding his hand more tightly, “More please, ‘Zuku, I can take it.” 

“Fuck yes you can,” He breathes, picking up the pace, fucking you harder, letting you completely relax against his chest as he thrusts upward into you, watching your chest bounce with every roll of his hips, lifting your head up so that he can kiss you sloppily again as he feels himself scrape against your walls. “Fuck yes,” he repeats, speaking into your mouth, refusing to let go of your hand, 

“Can I,” you stop speaking as a particularly hard snap of his hips against your sucks the wind from your lungs, “Can I cum?” He blinks up at you, the idea of it registering, and then whatever self-control he’d been holding on to dissipates. He flips you on your back without pulling out and pins both of your hands next to your head as he fucks you into oblivion. 

“Cum for me,” He snarls, “Cum for me, I want it, I wanna feel you cum on my cock, baby come on,” you writhe underneath him, completely lost in the sensation the coil in your stomach hot and tight, you’re teetering on the edge of your high as he leans down and speaks in your ear, his breath on your neck, “I said,” he growls, voice completely different, dark and threatening, “Cum for me.” It’s like you’ve been shoved off a cliff, you clench down on him hard, losing complete control of your limbs and your mind, babbling praise as he carries you through your orgasm. He chases his own high, thrusts sporadic, in time with short low grunts, as he explodes inside of you, staying hard with the single-minded thought of getting his cum as deep within your cunt as possible, of marking your womb and your body as his. 

“Mine,” he says, over and over as he watches you unravel, your tongue lolling as your orgasm rips through your body, noticing the marks he’d littered on your neck and chest, the bite marks and bruises making him somehow even harder. It’s a few minutes, before he finally stops cumming, collapsing on top of you, still not releasing your hand. He crushes you against his chest, wrapping himself in blankets as you come down, finally pulling out of your pussy with a soft groan. 

“Izuku,” you breathe, still barely present. “Izuku, am I,” you swallow, “Is this, ah,” you pause, catching your breath but he presses a single finger to your lips. 

“Shhh,” he breathes, “You’re mine, baby, all mine, nothing bad, is ever going to happen to you, ever again.” You lift your head sleepily. 

“Yours?” 

“Mine.” He confirms and feels you relax against him. He watches you drift off to sleep, stroking your hair, peppering your face with kisses, whispering praise. After all, his hands brush your stomach, if you weren’t pregnant yet he’d just have to try harder next time. 

“I’m not asking your permission,” he says quietly, nestling you in his lap, “But just so you know, I’m going to kill your boyfriend.” You blink up at him, brain still operating at 1%. 

“Really?” You breathe, eventually, and he nods. 

“Yeah.” He presses his lips to your forehead. “I’m gonna take such good care of you.” You snuggle against him, sleepy, fucked out, in a demon's nest, about to fall asleep against his chest when he speaks again. “And you’re gonna give me the sweetest babies,” he coos, and your blood turns to ice, nerves overtaking you.

“What?” You ask, suddenly wide awake, staring up at him. He just nods. 

“I don’t know much about romance,” he says, with a sheepish shrug, “But I do know you’re gonna be so beautiful,” you feel his lips on your neck, “Carrying my babies.” You swallow, remembering your mother, doing everything on her own, barely present.

“Y-you’ll help me, right?” You beg, and he pulls away from you, scandalized. 

“Of course!” His eyes widen. “Of course, I will.” You close your eyes, putting the cold darkness of your human lift behind you, wrapping your arms around your demon's neck. 

“Alright, then,” you wrap your legs around his body. “I’ll be yours, Izuku.” He pets your head, “Can we sleep?” He pulls you down into his pile of blankets, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, nestling you against his chest, and the only sound in the cave is his soft, even breath, and the crackling of the flames of the torches affixed to the wall. “Oh wait,” you sit up, and his heart breaks into a sprint, he could stop you from leaving, from running but he’s not sure he can handle the idea of being rejected - “We could spoon, um, if you want?” There’s a moment, where he processes what you’re offering, letting him lie down on his side and lying down behind him. You hook your arms under his, pressing your chest against his back. “Do you feel safe?” You ask in the tiniest, sweetest voice, his heart shatters, his hands ache for you, but he answers simply, voice trembling as tears spring to his eyes. 

“I think,” he says, “No one’s ever touched me softly either.” You bury your face in his neck. “Hmm,” you sigh sleepily. “I’ll teach you.” He swallows, nodding, and his next thought hits him like a train. God, was he going to make your boyfriend fucking suffer.

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[loversdelusions]

Imagine reader won some award or got really successful in her own company and the success is going to her head, would yandere Deku(Different versions) teach reader a lesson and tone her pride down a notch?

IZUKU MIDORIYA:

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TW: Demeaning language, She/her pronouns, sexual themes.

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"Oh my god, I am so happy for you, doll!" His kiss was a welcome thing in the absolute cheery chaos she'd been in recently. "I love you! You did so great!"

"Okay settle down." Her grin was so smug, that it made his heart soar. He wanted to squeeze the life out of her, having watched her confidence level skyrocket so far. "We'll fuck later."

He paused. Pulling away from the hug and slowly let her down, though still gripping her in his arms so he could feel her body against his. He raised an eyebrow at her little comment. "What?"

"I know when you're in the mood," The kiss she placed on his nose made him almost want to agree with her.

"In my defence, I am always in the mood."

"It's a problem, Izuku."

He kissed her again, melting her words away. "I don't like what this is doing to you." He chuckled though it wasn't too funny to her.

"What do you mean?" Her voice was snappy, even harsher than she meant. But it wasn't alright for him to push his own morality on her, and she would make her boundaries clear, especially when it comes to her work. It was her life's achievement, after all.

"Uh...I don't-I don't mean anything by it," He tried to salvage, but she was already pushing herself away from him. He held on though. "I just want you to know...you know, that I am also here, we are just as important as your work."

The cold eyes he received almost broke his resolve down to pieces. "What?"

"Uh-u-It's just that... um I just noticed that lately..." He looked away, nervously toying with his fingers against her lower back. "Lately you've been so preoccupied, you bring work home all the time. I know--" He stopped, glancing up at her furious eyes. "I know this is important to you, but it's getting to your head--"

"It's getting to my head?" She hissed, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I am proud of the work I am doing--Let me go, or I swear to god--"

"Sometimes, you tend to forget whose waiting for you at the end of the day," he insisted, but even her pushes wouldn't get him to let go. "I am trying to talk to you."

"I don't want to hear it! You cannot just decide my career is less important than yours!"

"It's not like that!"

"Then what is it?" Her voice was poisonous, but even in her heated glare, his eyes drifted to her lips, to her passionate eyes. She definitely took notice, because her hands were quick to fumble with his belt.

"Woah--Doll, I don't think--"

"Yeah, obviously." She interrupted, but took advantage of his surprise and pushed him against the sofa in her office. "Is this it, Izuku? Are you so desperate to have me on my knees every day for you when you come home? Is that why it's all of a sudden getting to my head?" Her hiss was angry, though she sank to her knees like she'd described, giving him a sarcastic pleading look. "What? is it not to your liking, dear husband from the 1950s!"

Izuku sighed heavily, this time attempting to fix his belt. "I am not doing this with you when we fight."

"Why not? Am I not suppoused to suck your dick so you won't think I am too confident? Do you want to demean me?" Her words were dripping with he sarcasm, but even the thought of him stroking her soft cheek and whispering demeaning but praiseful statements into her ear made him hard. Despite trying to hide it, he was ultimately not successful, as her eyes caught sight of his dick, and she scoffed. "So that's what it is."

"No!" He sat up abruptly. She rolled her eyes and tried to stand, but he was quicker than she was. Gripping her face in his hand and pulling her jaw harshly into a kiss. He wanted to taste all the anger she felt at the moment. She was frustrated, he didn't mean to make her angry.

Now though her hands fell in front of her to hold her weight as he brought her forward, forcing her to crawl closer. She didn't fight, only parted her lips and let his tongue into her mouth, like a cute little doll should. He fought hard not to get cocky himself, as her cute moan was just music to his ears.

Izuku didn't want to break the kiss. He didn't want a fight, he wanted to tell her just how proud of her he was, despite her cockiness getting on his nerves at times, he was still and always will be hers, so no matter how hard it was for him, he needed this break to last. The only reason it broke was that she pushed herself away, dropping her head between her arms, which were holding her up. Heavy breathing and trying to catch her breath so she could continue what he started. "G-god damnit..."

"Don't be mad," He whispered, taking her hands and placing them on his thighs, leaning over and kissing her softly on her lips, intermediately allowing her to breathe. "I know that it's important to you,"

"But you're important to me," He whispered, and she could feel the knot in her stomach tighten. Her hands moved to loosen his clothes, but he stopped her. Which prompted the annoyed concerned look she gave him.

His smile wasn't as soft as it usually was. "But I am not going to let you get on like this, baby."

His cute doll blinked, confused. She almost questioned him but was so rudely interrupted by his picking her up and forcing her to lock her legs around his waist, while he pushed her against the couch, where he'd been sitting. He didn't bother licking down her jaw like usual, no, he made quick work of ripping her skirt in half, permemnantly ruining her shirt and leaving her confused, dazed and in her underwear.

He placed a kiss underneath her belly button. "Izuku...What do you mean...?"

"Shh." He gazed up from between her thighs, "Or I might just use my tie to shut your pretty mouth. Which would be a complete shame, so unless you plan to scream in pleasure, I say you shhh."

She almost smacked him in the face, but instead, she let out a gasp when his fingers toyed with her clit from over her panties, driving her to annoyingly attempt to grind against his fingers. He put a quick stop to it, pushing her hips down, and giving her a warning look. Her eyes watched carefully, breath hitching when he leaned in close, breathing softly against her, the simple look he gave her, the soft rhythm of his breathing getting faster at the sight of her, not even yet uncovered, made it easier to forget the heat of anger, and submit to the melting gooey warmth of the in-between of her thighs.

"Izuku," Her voice came out so melodic and low, poison replaced with the sweet of wanting, more of a plea than she wished it to be.

"Just because you're my goddess," His voice was harsh in her ears, as he placed a kiss against her panty line, while his fingers worked their magic making her tense as if getting ready. "Doesn't mean I cannot tell you how much of a fucking slut you can be."

"Especially, when you don't realize..." His kisses moved to her inner thighs, as he continued matching his rhythm to her varying breaths. He would've commented, on just how beautiful her body reacted to his. He could feel what she needed, the contracting and relaxation of her muscles, instructing him just how his fingers should move to make her beg. To draw out her pride and make it fall in front of him, to hear her beg for him to touch her, to take her.

To fuck her stupid in the office decorated with how smart and accomplished she was.

"Just how beautiful you look spread out in front of me, just like this."

His teeth grazed her skin, and then she could feel the air against her dripping self, wide-eyed she looked at his smile, with her underwear, now in pieces - in between his teeth. It almost sent him over the edge, gazing at her beauty, exposed in front of him, with that rare bashful look on her face. He loved seeing her embarrasment, having seen her smugness in its full.

Placing open-mouthed wet kisses lower and lower on your inner thighs, she could feel the touch of his scarred fingers toe her entrance, almost playfully dipping the tip of his finger in as if to hear the squelching noises he could make. She wanted to smack him, for toying with her, but instead, she held her breath and waited for him to push his fingers inside, to make it worth her while.

"Oh," His voice was soft and playful. "Y-your dripping on your couch, doll."

With little patience, he pushed his fingers inside, halfway to his palm, he paused, watching her react, back arched and breath froze in her lungs, legs shook slightly, unsupported as she held herself on her the tips of her toes. "Izu..hh," His name fell from her lips, interrupted by her sweet noises, as he retracted his digits from inside her.

Then his eyes met hers. his tongue flickered over his fingers as if to taste her as if she couldn't already see her wetness making his fingers slick. He licked his fingers clean, and crawled up to meet her blushing face, only to claim her lips and invite her to taste herself on his lips. "See? You can be such a good little slut, who enjoys her own juices. I know when you are one, baby doll. I know when you will enjoy my hand pulling your hair when I can cum inside you and you'd lovingly kiss me after I finish cleaning you up. I know that you can be the stupid little girl for me, the dumb bitch who'd choke on me until tears run down her face."

His smug grin made her feel her own heart in her ears, "Because I know you. I know what you want, and what your body desperately needs. And you need a fucking lesson."

When he finally flickered his tongue over her clit, she's been long desperate for him to please her and make satisfy her needs. She gripped his hair, a loud intoxicating mewl spilling into the air, while he held up her thighs up and over his shoulders, pushing them to suffocate him in their squishy goodness. He'd worked her over till he could feel her thighs tense, and his fingers getting swallowed, when his tongue could taste all of her and dip inside of her with ease that she was cumming, and her screams helped, of course.

The coy little dumb doll thought she'd be done because she'd finished, thought her punishment was him dragging her close to the edge and pulling away. As if that'd be enough for her to learn. But he was not yet done with her. Izuku wasn't planning to satisfy her. He was planning to teach her a lesson. Teach her a lesson until she could no longer hold her thighs up and could no longer feel anything until she was so sensitive that a single kiss on her pretty clit would send her over the edge.

Then her dazed eyes would look at him, and that's when he'd find it in himself to forgive her and give her what she wants, then he'd fuck her, make her remember this every time she'd glance at her couch, make her miss him every time she walked by. Make this office a reminder of what happens when she thinks she's won.

Because the game will always be up in the air. It was their relationship. That's why he loved her so much. With her glazed eyes and heavy breathing, where he could see her overwhelmed expression on her face clear as day when her nails pierce the couch and she leaves cute little marks when she can look so desperate for his dick and then top him like he was nothing but a servant to serve her every need.

He loved her so much, and hopefully, she finally understood.

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[lazywriters-blog]

THE DESPERATE HERO

YANDERE IZUKU MIDORIYA

Warning: May contain triggering content, sexual assault, non-consensual touching, creepy and stalkerish behavior, and yandere content.

Summary: She has been a fickle little friend, and her avoidant nature leads up to a disastrous position, and her best friend is the center of it all. Grown into a man, a focused and determined young man that meets with his distant friend who will avoid him at any cost. What shall occur?

"Hey, I stopped by to see you again, are you home?" three taps on the door and her shoulder flinch up, blood-shoot eyes swift to steady on the voice behind the main entrance, menacingly dark and unwelcoming, "I want to talk to you, please don't ignore me." he pleaded, another series of knocks chimed throughout her space and tensed up the peace. Then, it began. The phone calls.

The device illuminated with life in the clutches of her hand, stiff and unrelenting against the soft metal that buzzed silently, she peered down and without a thought, pressed her finger on the power button and brought the screen into darkness. Lifeless and still.

"You don't even pick up your phone, how am I supposed to talk to you? Please just let's sit down and speak, I'm sorry for what I did the night before." he continued, "I wasn't thinking straight." He had leaned closer to the door, kept his hand on the handle, and tried to listen in to her movements she's sure. "You don't have to isolate yourself, there are people who care about you, please let me help you."

The peacekeeper talk had crawled under her skin, the times he uses it to bring about change that would benefit him, and keep her aware of her every wrongdoing. Her bad habit of pushing people out of her life had become a prominent obstacle in his way, and he had his chances.

She knew she should have kept away from him the moment he held her hand, but best friends always do, so she never said anything about it.

She really should have pulled her hand back when he blushed and flashed her a shy smile, gently combing through his green hair and leaving no space between them. She was wrong in not doing anything.

"I... Know you were avoiding me since the time we held hands, you were cutting me out of your life and I didn't want that! I want to be your friend forever, I want to help you, please let me in." his voice held no motive other than to convince her she was the one who was overreacting. Somehow, his kiss was a friendly gesture, and she'd never believe that the innocent izuku had put his lips on hers, he just didn't seem the most courageous. When it came to her, at least.

"That one time, I called out your name, you almost pretended that you didn't hear me and walked into the bathroom, that was mean of you but I'm not mad, I get it, I'm somewhat clingy, and I'll try my best not to be. So, please open the door."

She would rather risk their friendship than feel the immense discomfort of being observed under his gaze, but confrontation seems impossible once she steps out and into the wide big world, he'd find her during his duty and she would have to sprint back home in a sweaty mess. Barely managing to dodge him all while.

Her eyes locked onto the handle and saw it shift, she knew his patience was cracking and she'd be one to piece them back for the sake of harmony.

He never liked her pushing him out of her life. All too many times, that seemed to be the case for her, and to get him off her back she would get to be the peacekeeper.

"Please let me inside your life. I want to be a part of it, even if a little. I want to be by your side."

The hopelessness in his voice made her reconsider, made her sympathetic for a moment, and provoked her to get onto her feet and move toward the only thing blocking him out. The one thing she's hesitant to unseal.

Resting her hand on the wood, she bends to look into the peak hole. Standing near, he's drawing in breath quicker, and the tears pooled in his eyes made her will weaker and the desire to let him in stronger. But she knows better.

"Please, I can't live without you. Let me in..." he inhaled a choked sob, "I love you... I love you so much, it hurts."

"You know, I think you're cool... Cooler than me, at least." she laughed, chugging down her last portion of vanilla tea, and looked at the astonished man with smiling eyes. His freckled cheeks vaguely appeared red before the fluorescent lights, his mug in his hands held tighter while he gulped.

"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you," he replied, fondly staring at his beverage. Before lifting his gaze back up to see her walk into the kitchen, he kept his glass down and suddenly stood up. Followed in her trail and ended up behind her as she was calmly washing her cup.

Izuku didn't know where he found the intrepidity to finally wrap his arms around her waist and rest his chin in the crook of her neck, something he's been wanting to do forever. She didn't seem all that stunned at first, she kept still and slowly turned around to face him. An unanswered question lingered in her head, her eyes questioning his abrupt change.

"I love you... so much..." he starts, staring into her and steadying his grip, the distance between them was little and he's never felt his heart racing so fast, he forgets what he set out to complete.

"I figured that much." she giggled but it wasn't her usual teasing one, this one had a sad tone, "I knew this was coming and I still wasn't prepared for it." she carried on, "I'm not ready to commit to a relationship, I'm far too avoidant for it. Plus, I'll only hurt you and that's what I've done so far so, I'm sorry to deny your feelings but, I can't do it."

She gently attempts to shake him off, but he doesn't let her and quickly stumbles to give a reason, "No! no, you are not, you've never hurt me and you and I know each other better than anyone else, I want to be a part of your life so please don't push me out after so long. We can try, can't we?" He brings her back close, sealing the gap so much so their nose touches.

"I know you better and no matter how much you try to cut me out, I'll keep coming back for you, I love you that much. I can't imagine being without you."

"No, we both know it's only going to hurt us so let's not get ahead of ourselves and stop, you have a life better worth spending on someone else, you know it, so let me go izuku," she argued and forcibly made her way out of his embrace.

"I want to spend it with you!!" he yells, in a frenzy corners her into a kitchen counter and the electronics fall out of place while the clean cup she had set down drops to the floor and into a handful of chunks. She looks at him and she's taken aback by the strength he used on her, laid down in an awkward position she whimpers and pushes her hand against his chest.

"I don't want to." she hisses, catching the man off-guard as he goes quiet with the realization. Hurt displayed in his leafy green eyes, she knew she hit a nerve.

"You can't cut me out of your life again, I won't let you..." it was sudden and raw, anger twisting his features into a person she's rarely seen, and the kiss had barely registered in her mind while she contemplates the unexpected change in the tides.

His scarred hand lowered down to her hip, while her futile attempts at throwing him off her seemed impossible. Suffocated by the kiss, she squirms in misery feeling his lips press down on hers and his body radiating heat that made it so much more unbearable.

She snakes her hand to claw into his arm but it didn't induce an expected reaction of pain, instead, he moaned, and took it as a sign to continue.

Certain the moment he leans back and disconnects their kiss, she'll scream.

He didn't want that.

Cupping her face, he muffles whatever struggling noise she makes, he sadly stares down at her face and gives her a reassuring smile, his right hand moving down to her warm spot, before slowly feeling her long skirt, and revealing the color of her panties.

"I promise I'll take care of you..." he whispers, snuggling closer to her body heat and caging her underneath him.

He seemed to blush with glee, while he unbuttons her green shirt and fests his eyes on the black bra perfectly fitting her chest, he slightly trembles as he traces his hand against her collarbone. His ear redden, and his stiff muscle loosened.

He chuckles, tears gathered in his eyes while he slopes his head down, "I love you... I love you so much, it almost hurts." he mutters against her skin, then looked up at her. "I want to be someone special to you."

"I just want you..."

The doorbell rings, piercing the stagnant air as izuku quickly drags his attention to the unwanted visitor, his hold on her face grew tight. This was her chance, but her silenced words could only be heard by izuku.

"Pizza delivery." shouted a monotone voice.

"Hello, ma'am?" he repeated four knocks. "I'll leave the pizza by the porch." he finished once no response came from anyone, and soon, she was left alone with him.

But the slight deviation was what she needed.

Grabbing the steel pencil holder, she banged it on his head and used her leg to give him one final shove to get him off her, immediately after making a mad dash to her room and closing the door in time. Not stopping there, she ran to her bathroom and locked herself in for what seemed like a day before he decided to leave.

Not after slamming into the door once or twice.

She remembers coming out of there, scared inside her own house while she checks every room and every hidden place to see if he had truly left, she locked herself in her house and hasn't decided to leave until he showed up again.

If he wanted to, he could burst through the door and get to her. But for however long it takes, she will not let him enter her life again.

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Starting a new family as soon as Tenko leaves is crazy 💀. I bet the poor boy begged his mom to not send him out,but Toshi is just way too convincing,leaving home could be a benefit for Tenko! Can't imagine him arriving home to his dear mommy pregnant/with an adopted kid amd being like "Yeah,we didn't tell u over the phone because we wanted1 you to see them in person 🥰!" Toshi would be living the dream tho. The little rat leaving amd him getting a chance to finally have peace and only deal with Tenko when he comes back home for a good two weeks and then leaves. Would Tenko get easily home sick? Would he torment the adopted child/try to interrupt the pregnancy? I got the feeling that Toshi manages to convince us to get a pet dog to be part of the family (I see Toshi being the type to love Golden retrieves since he is one himself 💞)

I love your work so so so soooo much 💗

i knoww Toshi is so crazy 😭 he's so unhinged its scary, everyone in this au kinda crazy 😭. But listen since im delulu and i can do anything in this au, lets stray away from canon 🥰 imagine Tenko comes back from college just to see your new baby, baby!Deku 😭😭 (and a golden retriever puppy)

After a few weeks of your chaotic wedding with Toshi, Tenko was off to college. Tenko fought HARD not to go, but Toshi is such a master manipulator that he won in the end and convinced you that it would be good for Tenko. Tenko being the good boy he is, admitted his loss and agreed just for you. Tenko had a plan that he would do his best to finish early so he could come home to you. While he was away at college, things got busy back at home and you got pregnant 😌. Since you and Tenko facetimed DAILY, the moment you told him the news his mind went blank. He immediately flew back, dropping all his classes. When you and Toshi returned home from shopping you both were surprised to see Tenko there, raging.

“YOU FUCKER!!! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY MOM!!”

“Young Tenko!! We’re literally married!!”

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK”

You had to hold Tenko back from punching and kicking Toshi. You spent WEEKS trying to calm Tenko down, and when he finally accepted that its gonna happen no matter what, he decided that he would be your caretaker (he’s very protective of you), even though you aren’t even showing yet.

“Don’t worry mom! I’ll take care of dinner”

“I’ll take care of the laundry mom! Just rest there okay?”

“Oh you’re going downstairs?? Here let me carry you :D”

It was kinda adorable but suffocating. You knew that Tenko just cared a lot for you, and who were you to turn him down? Tenko enrolled in a college near home. Here’s the thing, Tenko was very conflicted. He didn’t know what to think of the baby. He kinda hated it because of Toshi, but he also kinda liked it because of you. But the day you went in labor his mind was made up. He already hated it. Toshi rushed you to the hospital and held your hand as you gave birth, never once letting go or leaving your side. The pain was unbearable, and your screams left Tenko paralyzed. How dare this unborn thing hurt you? He knew it, this was all a bad idea. As you held your baby with Toshi by your side, you cried, tears of joy was an understatement of what you felt. During your stay at the hospital, Tenko would always be by your side but he never once held the baby, too annoyed by the fact that all your attention was now at your new baby, Deku. He was so scared that you’ll forget him, so much that he slept at your room for days. You noticed this of course, and did your best to reassure him “My baby boy, don’t worry, you’ll always be my good boy hm? I love you okay? And I’m sure your baby brother is excited to see you! Here try and carry him!” Tenko hesitantly carried the baby, he kinda looked like you, but also like Toshi which was annoying. He figured that maybe it wasn’t that bad. But then the baby started crying and you immediately took him gently from Tenko’s arms. You cooed as you comforted him and let him drink milk, and Tenko SWORE he saw the little gremlin smirk, immediately making Tenko annoyed. This was gonna be tough ride.

a/n: girl while i was writing this it suddenly got deleted hsbshsbshsbshbshs it scared me so much 😭 and also thank u very much for the support i literally love u

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