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ilydeku · 1 year

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izuku when you're zoned out

You're standing idly in the middle of the bus, clinging onto the pole grip with Izuku along your side. In your hands hold a few grocery bags filled with meats and an assortment of vegetables while izuku held onto the carton of eggs and oil kept in glass bottles. You just wanted to go to the store for a few things, but Izuku wanted to tag along. You assured him you'd be fine and that he should probably stay home since he had a ton of paperwork to fill out, but he simply refused, "It's not often I get to go grocery shopping with my wife."

So here you were riding home with Izuku, nearing the evening. The sun setting created this beautiful hue of orange and pink that gaped through the windows of the bus. Your eyes wandered through the faces on the bus that the gleam of the sun focused on. However, without conscious choice, your gaze landed and paused on some man's face and you found yourself zoning out. Daydreaming. Daydreaming about what meal you and Izuku were going to cook together once you got home. Daydreaming about falling asleep in his arms after that meal. Daydreaming about his face...his lips...

The blank expression on your face didn't contrast with the lovely thoughts about Izuku.

"...that's a pretty sunset, isn't it, y/n?" He waited for a response, but he was left with the ambiance of the growling bus engine and the chatter of passengers. He turned to you in concern. "Y/n?" You stood very still, eyes unconsciously glued to the man's face. Izuku frowned in spite of your vision. Why were you staring at that guy so intently? A hint of jealousy was shown through his countenance. "Y/n," he said again, his voice low and gruff. "...Why're you staring at that guy?" Still no response. He stepped from your side to in front of you. No reaction. It was then that he got a good look at you and noticed your empty expression. Worried, he set down his grocery bags and softly cupped your face, tilting it up at him slightly. His thumbs lightly caressed your cheeks, slowly waking you up out of your trance. "...you okay, honey?" he inquired, finally able to get some sort of sign out of you. You chuckled, leaning into the palm of one of his hands.

"Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about you," you replied simply, a wide grin on your face. His heart jumped in excite as soon as those words left your lips.

"Oh..w...well—if you could—maybe possibly—if it's not too much—I..." He stumbled on his words and huffed at his giddiness. Breathe in, breathe out. "...look at me...rest your eyes on me...it feels nice to have your gaze on me..."

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ilydeku · 10 months

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lie close | tanjiro x reader

"You...you want to what??!!" Exclaimed Tanjiro, his expression endowed with disbelief and an undoubtedly hint of want. You lay comfortably in your futon as he stood firmly, well not so firmly, beside you, rewinding the little request in his head that you've so suddenly wanted for. Tanjiro's not one to object to you or anything you ask of him. That being helping you practice your breathing technique, or caring for any injuries you've sustained; actually, you haven't really asked him for any favors at all. He's always been the one to come forward to you with a heartfelt smile. After all, he loves you deeply, in secrecy. But this time, it was different. You coming forward to him? This was new and profound by the light pink dusting across his cheeks.

The room resided in awkward silence, with small wisps of Zenitsu and Inosuke arguing somewhere around the Butterfly Mansion. Your eyes remained steady with his. Behind them kindled a fire, a sudden boost of confidence caving in. Was it the time of night maybe? Or the fact that you two were alone, the first ones prepared for slumber.

Your heart was beating uncontrollably fast, yet you kept a calm composure before him. Though your tenacity was unwavering, you began to wonder if this was the right move. You've carefully read the signs and ensured there weren't no dents or cracks in your lengthful friendship. The timing better be right.

"You heard me, Tanjiro," you reassured calmly, lightly pressing down the blanket on top of you. "I said I want to..sleep next to you tonight." It was almost embarrassing to convey. There was no other formal or better way to say it; snuggle, cuddle, hold you in my arms? Ughh. You prayed that he wasn't thinking about the other terminology.

"But...I already sleep with you, y/n! We all do! Zenitsu, Inosuke, and I..." He pointed to the three empty futons across the room, "...are all right here! Mine is even right next to yours! I could scoot closer if you'd like-"

"You don't get it, do you?" You sat up and took a deep breath in to prepare for the final blunt. "I want to cuddle with you, Tanjiro! I want to cuddle with you, hold you, feel you. I just want to be close to you, Tanjiro...Will you?...Just for tonight?" He couldn't believe the words that came out of your mouth. His knees gave out and plopped down in front of you. He couldn't contain the joyful smile and excitement inside of him. He was avoiding the thought on purpose, uncertain of what you were expecting. He didn't want to assume anything or something that made you uncomfortable. But now that it was made crystal clear, he lay rest assured.

"It can be tonight, tomorrow, the day after that, and forever if you'd like, y/n."

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ilydeku · 11 months

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you're staring at izuku's neck

Just another exhausting day for Izuku Midoriya. All in the day's work of being the number one hero. And what better way to end the day than coming home and having you all to himself?

So here you both were, relaxed on your shared queen-sized bed. Izuku leaned against the headboard with his arms wrapped around your waist as you sat on his lap facing him, your legs crossed around his abdomen as he contentedly went on about his day at work. At first, you listened with eagerness, inclined to whatever your boyfriend wanted to talk about, but your attention was slowly drawn to the fact that Izuku freaking Midoriya was yours. All yours. Only yours.

A fluttery feeling of joy piqued throughout your body as you stared at him. What a handsome man he is. His pretty eyes, his cute freckles, his...his neck. Oh, how the sudden urge to bite and kiss at his burly neck and jawline overwhelmed you. Your eyes seemed to be riveted, captivated.

It was a few minutes later that Izuku realized that you weren't quite listening to the whole of his story

"...and then I was told that the kid wasn't..." He paused, shortly after taking a good look at you to check if you were still tuned in. By your blank expression, clearly, you were totally out of it. "Y/n?" He gazed at you, a hint of worry wavering as his arms slightly tightened around your waist. Subconsciously, you found your fingers gently wrapped around the back of his neck, your thumbs gently caressing the ridges around his throat.

"..." A sudden silence filled the air. Izuku tensed up at the sudden action, but he soon relaxed into your touch, a few small whimpers here and there. Before long, Izuku pulled your body into him so that your chests touched, moving one arm up to around your torso. And surely shaken out of your little trance were you. He then closed the small gap between you and him and settled next to your ear.

"Did you...did you want to kiss my neck..?" He asked, barely above a whisper. His breath tickled against your ear and you trembled under his touch. "Y/n...I know you were staring the whole time—I could see you with my own eyes—you don't hide it very well, hehe." A soft chuckle escaped him after kissing your burning cheek. You remained silent, too embarrassed to fathom the words to describe how you felt that very moment. "Be honest, y/n..." You nodded with guilt as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Izuku smiled, tilting his head down to the lateral of your own neck. Your arms hooked around his back onto his shoulders as his lips delicately pressed against your skin. "You don't need permission from me, y/n...you can do anything you want to me..." whispered Izuku, peppering kisses around. You shivered at the feeling, his haggard breaths softly heaving against your skin. Before sinking his teeth in, he finished with a few words that absolutely made your heart race and body tingle in excitement. "As long as I can do anything I want to you~"

The room was filled with a heavy silence, one that could only be broken by the sound of your racing heart. You were too shy to say anything, but your body language had already given you away. Izuku chuckled softly as he leaned back, giving you an impish grin. "Well then, my love, why don't you go ahead and do it?" With that, he tilted his head to the side, offering his neck to you. And you, feeling emboldened by his words, eagerly leaned in to kiss and nibble on his skin, eliciting a low moan from Izuku's lips.

Izuku's hands roamed over your body, pulling you even closer to him, your breathing becoming quick and heavy as well as his. You could feel his pulse quicken beneath your lips. The sensation was overwhelming, and you couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

Izuku's grip on you tightened, and he leaned in to whisper in your ear. "You're so beautiful, y/n. I love you." His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you pulled back to look into his eyes. They were filled with love and adoration, and you couldn't help but smile.

"I love you too, Izuku," you whispered back, before leaning in for another kiss.

It was moments like these that made all the stress and chaos of being a hero worth it for Izuku. Just being able to come home to you and share these intimate moments was all he needed to recharge for the next day. And for you, being able to feel his love and affection so strongly was a feeling you never wanted to let go of.

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ilydeku · 1 year

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izuku loves to show you off

Izuku Midoriya was head over heels in love with you. He loved everything about you, from the way your hair flowed in the wind to the way your eyes sparkled when you laughed. He loved the way you spoke, the way you walked, and the way you smiled. But most of all, he loved showing you off.

Every chance he got, Izuku would take you out and show you off to the world. He loved seeing the way others looked at you with admiration, envy, and even a little bit of jealousy. It made him feel special to know that he was the one lucky enough to be with you.

He would take you to fancy restaurants, high-end parties, and even on vacation to luxurious resorts. Everywhere you went, Izuku would make sure you were dressed to the nines and looking your absolute best. He loved the way people would stop and stare at you, and he would always make sure to introduce you as his girlfriend.

But it wasn't just about the attention. Izuku loved spending time with you and making memories that would last a lifetime. He loved holding your hand and walking down the street, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, and stealing kisses whenever he could. He loved making you laugh and seeing you happy.

One day, you were walking down the street with Izuku when you noticed a group of girls staring at you. They whispered amongst themselves, and you could tell they were talking about you. You felt uncomfortable and tried to hurry along, but Izuku noticed and pulled you closer to him.

"Don't worry about them," he said, smiling down at you. "They're just jealous because they're not with you."

You smiled back at him, feeling grateful for his protective nature. It was just one of the many things you loved about him. You leaned in to kiss him, and he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"I love you," he whispered, and you knew he meant it with all his heart. You felt lucky to have someone who loved you so much and wasn't afraid to show it.

As you walked away, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Not just in yourself, but in your relationship. You were with someone who loved and cherished you, and there was nothing more beautiful than that.

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ilydeku · 1 year

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izuku loves that you're clingy

You've always been a clingy person. It's just who you are. You never liked spending time alone and always wanted a companion by your side. So when you started dating Izuku, you were over the moon. He was understanding and kind, always willing to spend time with you.

As the relationship progressed, your clinginess only increased. You always wanted to be with him, holding hands, cuddling, or even just sitting beside him. At first, you were worried that Izuku would get annoyed by your constant need for attention, but he never did.

In fact, he loved it. He loved how much you wanted to be around him, how you would always find ways to be close to him. He found it endearing and cute, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that you chose him to be the one you clung to.

Izuku would often tease you about your clinginess, but he did it with a smile on his face, knowing how much it made you laugh. He would sometimes even go out of his way to be extra affectionate, just to see your face light up with joy.

It wasn't just physical affection that you craved, though. You wanted to know everything about Izuku - his likes, dislikes, dreams, and fears. You wanted to be there for him, to support him in any way you could. And Izuku appreciated that more than anything.

He loved how invested you were in his life, how you always knew the right things to say to make him feel better. He loved how you would listen to him talk about his passions, even if you didn't quite understand them.

To Izuku, your clinginess was a sign of your love for him, and he couldn't be happier to be with someone who cared for him so deeply. He knew that as long as he had you by his side, he would never feel alone.

And so, you continued to cling to Izuku, and he continued to love every moment of it. You were each other's perfect match, and nothing could ever change that.

As the months went by, your relationship only grew stronger. You two would spend hours talking about anything and everything, from your favorite books to your wildest dreams. You were each other's confidants, always there to lend a listening ear or a comforting hug.

Of course, there were times where your clinginess got in the way. Maybe you would get upset when Izuku had to study for an important exam, or maybe you would feel left out when he wanted to hang out with his friends. But no matter what, Izuku was always patient with you, always willing to talk things out and find a solution that worked for both of you.

And it wasn't just you who was clingy - Izuku was just as attached to you. He loved being near you, loved feeling your arms around him, loved the sound of your voice. He would often tell you how much he appreciated your affection, how it made him feel loved and wanted.

Together, you two were a force to be reckoned with. You supported each other through the good times and the bad, always finding ways to make each other smile. Even when life got tough, you knew that you could count on each other for comfort and love.

For you two, being clingy was just another way of saying "I love you."

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ilydeku · 4 months

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Your eyes flutter awake as the dull rays of sun between the clouds softly cast through the living room windows. You frown as the remnants of your dream slowly dissipate as you attempt to remember. The whirring of a lawnmower hums in the distance and the the slow occurring of cars whoosh on by. You sigh, pulling up the white patterned blanket that'd been kicked off during your rest and adjust the pillow between the armrest of the couch and your head. What an exhausting afternoon, except...you didn't do anything really. Just one of those days where your body yearns for untroubled peace...and a nap.

You turn to your back and stare up the ceiling for a moment. It could use a bit of cleaning, you think to yourself, as you could see bits of grime, most likely from the airborne steam, smoke, and oils of cooking. You should probably get that kitchen hood fixed soon. Ugh. Your hands palm into your face and they slide down in annoyance. So much to do, so little time.

But there's always going to be time for you and your boyfriend. A grin lights up your features as your thought begun to fixate on the salmon pink haired man.

"Yuji?" You call into the silent air, sitting up from your little ruminate.

"Yeah?" His voice echoes from the other side of the house, followed by the subtle footsteps down the hallway. He smiles upon seeing you in the living room, laying across the couch, and makes his way over to you. He giggles. You still looked perfect to him with your hair all disheveled and sleep pricked at the corner of your eyes. "Hey, baby! Had a nice na- Mmph!" The sudden grab and yank of the collar of his hoodie sent you falling back on the couch and him onto you. He quickly scrambled to prop himself up, his arms on either side of your body, caging you in.

"Yuji!" You smile reaching up to cup his face. He leans into your gentle touch and quickly melts into your warmth.

"Yes, baby," he coos. "Yuji's here. Did you...need something?" An arm hooks around your waist to sit you up on his lap, and you practically fold at the act.

"Yuuuuujiii...Yuuuji... Yuujii... "

"Babe?"

"Yuji, Yuji, Yuji, Yuuujii..."

"Y/n?"

"Yuji." A kiss is planted on his forehead as you sit up on your knees in front of him and he gets a bit flustered. "I love you, Yuji."

"I love you too, y/n. But..." He cocks his head playfully, gesturing to your redundancy.

"Hehe. Sorry, Yuji. I just like saying your name. It rolls off the tongue, you know? It's kind of cute."

"Ah, is that so? Y/nnn...yyy/nnnn..my y/nnn-"

"Now just wait 'till you start doing that in bed, pfft. That'll rile him all-" Yuji slaps his hand over the mouth that abruptly emerged on his cheek. His heart drops to his stomach while yours races and the air is filled with a sudden silence. He looks away from you, his face burning hot in embarrassment. What do you even say to that?

"Uh...haha... " He clears his throat. "I'm so sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it, Yuji. We know how Sukuna is...heh."

"..."

"Oh look the sun's setting! I should probably start on dinner for us."

"Great idea, I'll help."

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ilydeku · 1 year

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sweet, just like you | senku x reader

Winds of the fall guided themselves through the open window as you leaned against its frame, gazing off into the star-speckled night. That telescope that proudly stood next to you. It was a representation of everyone's effort, everyone's appreciation, everyone's faith. All because of Senku Ishigami. You smiled at the thought as you took a glance at its structure. What a truly remarkable man, indeed.

"Hey, you're gonna be totally useless to me tomorrow if you don't go to sleep. I need you to crush some minerals for me tomorrow."

Speak of the devil.

You paid no mind to him, the soft creaking of wood growing closer signaled his upcoming. Senku rested against the stair railing after reaching the high floor, watching you in silence. He figured maybe you wanted to get some fresh air, but something felt off after a few minutes, which seemed almost like hours. Were you mad at him? He didn't remember doing or saying anything that could harm you. Were you homesick? Nah. You weren't the type to get all sentimental. Senku knows you how you are, now more than ever since he first revived you, but there were probably things still unknown to him. The only way he was going to get answers was to ask directly from the source.

"...so what's up with you? It's not like you to stay up this late. You love to sleep and you sleep like a damn rock, at that."

"Pfft," A light chuckle escaped from your throat. "Why do you care, Senku? It's not like you to ask about someone's feelings. You got a crush on me or something?" You teased, slightly turning your head to get a good look at his humored expression.

"Psh. On you? Not even one millimeter." he retorted, to which you laughed at, walking across the room and gazing out the window alongside you. He let out a breathy sigh before asking you again, in a more genuine way. "Really now, y/n, what's wrong?"

The stars in the sky illuminated the sea of night, but right now, they were glowing brighter than ever.

"Hahh, Senku. There's nothing wrong at all."

"Then why aren't you sleeping?"

"If I told you, you'd probably cringe."

"..." He turned to you, curious as to what you had to offer. "Oh, really now?" A warm feeling rushed through your body as you felt your arms touch. Senku joined you in your midnight gaze, allowing himself to be closer to you. "Tell me, what's on your mind?"

"...It's just that..." You took a deep breath in and a deep breath out. "Looking at all this, all these things we've built, sciency things you've come up with...I realized that I've taken a lot of things for granted in life..." Your eyebrows furrowed as your mind remained on the times you've been negative about in the past, guilt coercing through your form. "I never really stopped to appreciate the things around me; the world we live in, the birds in the sky, the people around me, in fact, I don't even remember the last I told my parents I love them..." You dragged your wrist across your eyelids, attempting to rid of any formation of tears. Senku didn't know what to do at the moment. He didn't know whether to give you space to cry or to come a little closer, as he never comforted anyone before, let alone be this close to one. He thought about hugging you, but he felt that that'd be weird, considering that that's just something he doesn't do. So, he did the next best thing.

"..." His hand hovered above yours. He hesitated, just before resting his hand on top of yours. His fingers delicately indented themselves in between your knuckle, rubbing soft infrequent movements with them. He had his head turned away so you wouldn't see the glow on his face. His attempt at intimate comfort made you grin. You looked down at your hands together and back outside over the village.

"...There's just so many things I turned my head from, so many things I miss. I never took the time to just slow down and open my eyes to anything..."

"..."

"...I miss sitting in a classroom, listening to lectures, and taking notes, even if they were boring. I wish I had paid more attention in class." Senku let out a light chuckle, squeezing your knuckle slightly.

"You say that as if you weren't passing all your classes."

"Okay, and? Maybe I could've gotten straight A pluses instead of just As."

"Pfft. You're really something."

"..."

"You know what I do miss though, Senku?..Chocolate. That's something I've really taken for granted. That long process of collecting cacao beans and crushing them and whatever else they do to it to turn it into chocolate. My mom always bought boxes of chocolates for me to snack on while I studied. It'd sit right at the corner of my desk. And every time she noticed the box running out, I'd immediately find it replaced with a new one...haha..." You dragged your wrist across your eye once more. "...I guess she thought chocolates were the source of my intelligence or something. Man, and those chocolates were the good kind too, the ones with different fillings and stuff...I'd love to have a taste of them again...-"

"You know, I wasn't gonna say anything at first because you seemed really passionate in what you were saying and I uh..well, appreciate that you're open to me..." You turned your gaze to him and smiled. You've never seen Senku being genuine before. "...but now here you are being emotional over a box of chocolates, y/n. That's kinda cringe," Senku joked, laughing to himself. Your smile quickly faded...into a smirk.

"I knew you'd say that regardless, but look at you, Romeo," you retorted, referring to his hand. "Seems like you do have feelings for me, Senku. Look how close we are-" He quickly took his hand away and covered his face with his arm, hiding the light redness in his cheeks and taking a few steps back.

"Oh, shut up, y/n." You chuckled softly, standing up straight and stretching your arms above your head. "You should really go to sleep, now that you've got that all out." You kneeled down on the wood floor and readied your clothed blankets.

"Yeah don't worry, I am. Goodnight, Senku."

"Night." He made is way over the the steep of stairs, but before he began making his way down, you stopped him."

"Hey, Senku? Thanks for listening to me. It's not often I get to speak my mind to someone."

"Don't get it twisted. I only listened because you said I'd probably cringe, but...you're welcome. Now, go to sleep." He replied as he continued down the stairs. As you wrapped yourself in your blanket, a smile made its way across your lips as your eyes closed, the memory of Senku laying his hand across yours replaying through your eyelids. Senku fell asleep with a sound thought in mind. Chocolates, huh? Pfft. Alright then.

A few days went by, Senku being right at your side. Staying up with you for a bit had started to become a regular event unestablished between the both of you, chatting about anything and everything. You wondered why he suddenly became so easy to talk to. It's like you've known him for years, well you have, but through those years, you were never really this close and never struck up deep conversations. It was nice. You treasured every second of them, and so did Senku.

The more conversations you had with him, the more and more he learned from you. Every day was another thing he'd find out about you, which would lead him to more things he wanted to know. For the first time in his life, it wasn't science that was embedded in the driver's seat.

One night you arrived at Senku's place early. All the tasks he especially assigned to you were finished, all thanks to your gorilla-like strength as he calls it, which you always shoot back at by targetting his weak little science nerd arms. You figured today that maybe, finally, you'd get to sleep early, but you were caught completely off guard by the small handwoven basket that sat right on the windowsill you first talked over with him that one night. It was draped in leather to cover its contents held inside. On the leather read the words "To Y/n, the original gorilla". You laughed to yourself and paused. You could feel his presence in the room, so you took it upon yourself to speak.

With your eyes half-lidded, you teased, "Senku, giving me gifts isn't going to win me over, but if you wanna date, you know you could just ask me."

"..." No words were needed. You already knew what his reaction was, you didn't even need to see his face. But you turned around anyways and there he was, cross-armed, leaning against the stair frame with his eyes closed in annoyance. You let out a puff of air from your nose and smiled.

"Alright, alright, my bad. But really, what's this? What's the occa-"

"Just open it already."

"Oh? Well if you insist then-" As you swiftly revealed the contents of the basket, your eyes widened in disbelief. "Is this..." Your fingers traversed over the little mounds of brown that were neatly stacked from the bottom up. A smirk plastered itself onto Senkus face as he witnessed your awestruck expression. You looked like you were about to cry from joy and sadness at the same time.

"Heh, it sure is, y/n." You quickly picked up a piece with your fingers and took half a bite of it. The flavors that enveloped your tongue didn't taste exactly like chocolate, but relatively close. What you could taste, though, was the effort and time put into its making and, most importantly, the love.

"...so? How is it?"

"...it's sweet...just like y-" You hesitated, turning away and looking out towards the sky. Your eyes drifted to rest on the warm autumnal colors radiating from the high. "They're good, Senku. Thank you."

"..." He crossed his arms and stared at you a bit. A small frown drooped from his lips. That's it? He felt like he was expecting something way more than verbal gratitude. "Yeah? Well if it stops you from crying over the past, then-" You suddenly pushed yourself onto him and engulfed him in a tight hug. Senku tensed and stood still,

"Really Senku, thank you. You really are a remarkable person. Call it cringe or whatever, but it's not going to cut out the silver lining I see in you." The arms that hung loosely by his sides began to wrap around your form, and his head rested again the top of yours.

"...it's nothing, really..." He replied. He doesn't rub your back or murmur any soothing words. He's definitely not a man of soothing words, it wasn't his thing. And anyway, it didn't look like you'd need to listen to them. You seemed content already just being there in his arms. "Hey, y/n..? Don't say anything about this to anybody. I don't wanna have anyone on my case wh-"

"About what, huh?" You teased, looking up at him from the hug. "That you held me close in your loving arms, whispering sweet nothings and-" Your shoulders were met with his grip, followed by a force that pushed you apart. He rolled his eyes, but there was still a stupid smile plastered on his face.

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ilydeku · 1 year

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say it back !! | steven universe x reader

As you collapsed on the living room couch, you couldn't help but feel exhausted. However, your love for Steven gave you the motivation to wake up early every morning and prepare breakfast for him, as well as pack his lunch. You had been doing this for him ever since you found out he had been subsisting on just protein during his work hours. He had initially insisted that he was fine without your help, but you knew better and persisted. He had been grateful to you every single day since then.

"Y/n, do you know where I put my keys?" Steven called out from his bedroom. You could hear him rummaging through various closets and dressers. You smiled and shook your head.

"Have you checked your pockets, Steven?" you asked. His hands immediately went to his jacket and pants pockets and he found his keys. He laughed at his own forgetfulness. You had always known him so well and complimented him frequently.

"I found them!" he called out as he made his way to the front door.

"Alright, Steven. Have a good day! See you later!" you called back from the couch, not moving an inch.

"Bye, y/n! Love you!" Steven said.

"..." You didn't respond. Steven was halfway through the door but he paused when he heard no reply. He tried again.

"I love you, y/n! Bye!"

"...bye, Steven!" you replied. However, he peeked back inside the front door, still yearning for a certain response.

"Y/n! I love youu! Bye..! I'm really leaving now!" he called out again.

"Haha, okay Steven, bye!" You sat up on the couch and waved at Steven, amused.

"Y/n..." He huffed, coming back inside the house and making his way over to you. His arms effortlessly wrapped around you, pulling you into a loving embrace. "...why won't you say it back..?"

"Say what, Steven?" you smiled, knowing exactly what you were doing and finding his reaction to be quite adorable.

"You know..." He pulled away slightly to give you a small peck on the lips, causing your face to flush pink. "...say it back." He tucked a few loose strands of hair behind your ear, making you scream in joy internally. You kissed him back and smiled, finally breathing the words he had been longing to hear.

"I love you too, Steven."

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ilydeku · 8 months

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how izuku talks about you (except it's written in a diff style cuz classic lit is affecting me)

Arrays of warm light illuminated the club in speckles of spotlights, a chandelier hung from the middle of the modeled ceiling, a masterpiece if you will. Stage play sign-ups, food recommendations, an ad of the market down the road that was soon to have a whole sale, and many other means of promotion and announcement were posted up in a rustic fashion against the curtained, frame molded walls. Guests were greeted by the tantalizing aroma of fresh herbs and cooked mutton that tickled their noses, seducing them into the pleasures of fine banquet. And the grand piano paired with the violin played gently.

"I've been meaning to inquire you, Midoriya. Has something been troubling you? You've been acting a bit strange lately.”

"Strange you say?” Echoed Midoriya. “I don't suppose it is quite such." His face shadowed a hue of scarlet before fessing, “You see, I am merely in love."

"Oh please, Midoriya. That can't be it. You don't know the first thing about love," sneered Bakugo, swirling a glass of pinot noir and bringing it up to his lips.

"And that is where you're wrong. To know is the question, but to feel is the answer."

Midoriya gazed at the red tulips arranged inside a crystal vase in the middle of the white linen-clothed dining table. He picked one, fiddling with its soft velvety petals. As if on cue, the movement song of the piano and violin on the stage slowed to a soft ballad waltz, almost as to mimic their change in matter. 3/4 pianissimo.

"Really now?" Bakugo placed his glass down, leaned back in his seat, and crossed him arms around his chest. Midoriya? In love? How silly. "Tell me, just who is this person who as ever so greatly captured the man's heart?"

"Oh, dear Kacchan! If only you'd seen her! You'd marvel at her!" cried Midoriya, grinning manically, eyes full of adornment. "Why, she is the most beautiful lady I've ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. From her flowing hair and her curious eyes to her dainty hands and her petal-like lips. Oh yes, but beauty is only the introduction to her wonderful soul! The joyous smiles, the gracious bows, the moments of pure benefaction. Her laugh..a melody to my ears, more than what these instrumentalists could ever play. What a privilege to exist around her being! I find her presence to have quite an extraordinary influence over me, as I cannot truly express how utterly submissive I appear whenever she's prominent. She's a dream I wish to be never woken from, a subtle warmth in the raging winters, an angel amongst the tainted demons of hell. My, she is indeed a wonder.”

One would believe he’d been talked out of breath, but we speak of Midoriya. With adoration at the focal point, he could go for miles on end.

“Sounds like quite a fine woman. Introduce me? I'd be humbled to meet your fancy.”

The melody of the piano played confidently until a chord and a few more were struck out of tune. Some audience before the stage frowned and clenched their teeth, able to feel the same awareness as the anxious pianist. The stem of the tulip fell from his hand and onto the table, the petals remaining intertwined with his fingers. “…I apologize, Kacchan. I cannot do that,” said Midoriya, stuffing the stem and the petals back into the vase and wiping the red residue onto the seam of his charcoal slacks. His hand smelled of earthy perfume.

“Oh? And why not?”

“Well because…there happens to be...actually-”

“Oh dear. You shall never hold her heart, as you’ve never come close it.”

“Of course, I shall. Just not yet. Else how then would I take her hand in marriage?”

“Pfft. Marry her?” Bakugo scoffed, fixing the wrinkles out of the herringbone suit that bore around his chest loosely. “Why you don’t even have any sort of connection with her! She has no conscience of your very existence! What’s her name, hm? How foolish to even think of such matters!” He laughed heartedly and motioned for the waiter to pour him another glass. Midoriya frowned, grabbing a strawberry tart from the small tray of desserts placed just beside the tulips.

“I do not care about your viewpoint on this matter. When I say I want to wed her, I mean it.” He bit the strawberry tart. “I doubt you’ve ever had possession of these feelings, Kacchan. You could never understand me and my love for her. I'm going to introduce myself to her tomorrow afternoon and invite her for a cup of rose tea, maybe delve into delicate conversations. No matter, I want to be with her. I cannot see a future with her out of my existence.”

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ilydeku · 10 months

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my husband, izuku | izuku x reader

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the room, you found yourself sitting on the couch, curled up with a book in hand. Your heart fluttered as you heard the familiar sound of the front door opening, followed by the gentle footsteps of your husband, Izuku. His presence always brought a sense of comfort and joy.

Izuku, the man who had once been the shy and determined hero known as Deku, had become your steadfast companion in this journey called life. His emerald eyes lit up with delight as he caught sight of you, his smile radiant and genuine.

With his disheveled mop of green hair and an air of quiet strength, he settled beside you on the couch, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. You leaned into his warmth, feeling his steady heartbeat against your back.

"I missed you," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. His touch conveyed a deep tenderness, as if he were reminding himself that this was real, that he was fortunate enough to have you by his side.

In the tranquility of that moment, the outside world melted away. It was just the two of you, cocooned in the serenity of your shared love. With every breath, you felt the unspoken promises between you, the vows made in laughter and tears, in triumphs and setbacks.

As the evening unfolded, you spoke about your day, exchanging stories and dreams, relishing in the simple joy of each other's company. Izuku's laughter rang out like music, filling the room with a warmth that chased away any remnants of weariness or worry.

In his presence, you found strength and inspiration. He believed in you, encouraging you to reach for the stars and never doubt your worth. Together, you were a team, supporting each other's ambitions, growing together as individuals and as partners.

The night wore on, and as you nestled closer, feeling the steady rhythm of Izuku's breath, you couldn't help but marvel at the incredible love you shared. It was a love that had weathered storms and emerged stronger, a love that brought light to the darkest corners of your hearts.

With a soft smile playing on your lips, you closed your book and placed it aside. There was no adventure or battle that could compare to the joy of being in the arms of the man who had captured your heart. And as you drifted off to sleep, you knew that no matter what the future held, you would face it together, hand in hand, forever bound by an unbreakable bond of love.

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ilydeku · 4 months

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under the weather | izuku x reader

The rain pattered against the windows of the run down, yet homely library. It followed a slow rhythm of a heavy downpour to soft sprinkles, fortissimo, pianissimo. It's as if it was taunting you for being unaware of its coming. From the morning you woke up, the sky was clear of any aggressions. But now that you were occupied in a book at the library, in the afternoon, of course, the dark clouds had to poke their heads out. The chances of precipitation were pretty low, according to your weather application, and highly unexpected. So where was this coming from?

The leaves fluttered and flicked as raindrops fell onto them. The branches wavered along, swaying as the cold winds sifted through. They shivered. Even the trees weren't expecting gloomy weather. You sighed, turning back to the words in your book. The thought of how you would get home pondered in mind. After all, you didn't even have an umbrella at hand. You sighed once, more irritation shown than the last. An unfortunate predicament you were in. But at least the ambiance was relaxing. Alone in a quiet library, reading a book on a cushioned chair right next to a full window, an expansive view of the outside world.

All you needed now was a nice hot cup of tea as the cherry on top.

You decided to wait out the rain, but there was never once in a moment where the rain ceased to fall. The rain drummed on the roof, more violently than it did throughout the earlier hours. They splattered against the windows as blood from a massacre. Soon enough, the library announced its 5-minute mark for closing at around 4:53 and you took this as an opportunity to check the lost and found for any umbrellas. And to your surprise, there wasn't a single one. All that there was available was a sad dented flask bottle and two large coats. Although a coat could harbor cover overhead, there was no way you were going to use somebody’s soiled clothing. You settled with using your own sweater, though it wasn’t water-resistant, it’d just have to do. You stood at the entrance of the library, watching the ripples flow through the streams of puddles on the street.

“Have a good day,” the librarian chimed, as if it wasn’t pouring right in front of her eyes, not moving an inch from her book. ‘A nice day, huh.’ As soon as you pushed open the double glass doors, you were immediately hit by the piercing winds of the storm and it was even more brutal as you unzipped your jacket. You took a deep breath before holding your jacket over your head, stepping out into the pouring rain, and immediately felt your sweater become drenched. Can’t back out now. You continued down the sidewalk, enduring the wander back to the comfort of your home, raindrops relentlessly following after you.

Soaked, cold, and numbing. Goosebumps formed all over your arm, hairs standing tall in response to the frigid air. Your socks were immersed and your shoes squished with water with each expeditious step. Your shirt and jeans stuck to your body uncomfortably. You tried peeling them off but they always came back to sticking to your skin. How you wished to be home, watching the rain through a window with a hot cup of tea in hand. How you irritably wished your weather app didn’t scam you out of a bright and sunny day.

In the distance, a vehicle quickly came heading down your way, sending gusts of water through the air. You frowned. You were already deluged enough and you weren’t in the mood to be doused in dirty puddle water. But, it’s not like you could shield yourself from it, not with a dripping-wet sweater. As the vehicle neared closer, you shut your eyes tightly and turned to the side a bit in preparedness for the impact. The sounds of water splashing through the air followed by the grumbling of the vehicle engine passed, but to your surprise, you didn’t feel anything. In fact, you didn’t feel the raindrops at all??

You looked up and caught glimpse of these black tendrils of fortifying matter completely covering you overhead. You turned and were faced with the back of a strengthy guy in a thick green jacket.

"Are you okay?" The guy asked, his voice low, but reassuring. You didn't say anything, as you were still processing the event that just took place. Just who is this guy? Where did he come from? Your heart raced with anxiousness.

After no response, he turned back to look at you and his eyes widened in disbelief. "Ah!" His eyes scanned you up and down at your soakened state. "You're going to get sick if you're out walking like this!" He quickly slid off his jacket, swinging it around your back and wrapping it around your shoulders, leaving him in his shirt that comically read "t-shirt". You could feel the warmth radiating from his body as he leaned toward you. As cold and helpless as you were feeling, you longed to just collapse in his arms and let him carry you wherever he pleased. The exhuast caught up with you as you shivered in his jacket. You cursed at yourself. You must've looked pretty stupid and vulnerable to be walking in the rain like that. What idiot wouldn't of just stayed inside the shelter of the library.

"...I'm sorry..." you breathed, struggling to lift up your head to face him, due to the embarrassment of being cared for like this or the fatigue, maybe even a bit of both. Your sweater dripped from your hands into the sidewalk beneath.

“Don’t be…” the boy replied, smoothing down his jacket over your arms. He peered down the road for a moment to think about what to say next. It was unusual for a girl to be walking alone in the rain like this, less yet without an umbrella, soaking wet. “…so where are you headed?”

“Home,” you replied almost too quickly. The want to just collapse in your bed and sleep the rest of the day was inflaming.

“That’s…” He looked down the road once more and up at the sky. It was clouded with dark grey nimbostratus and rainfall was still present. “That’s pretty far.”

Dizziness began to envelop your head and suddenly, you really did feel like you were going to collapse, but your strong will to get home kept your consciousness alive. Your body wavered and muscles ached. The boy noticed as you unnaturally swayed a bit and offered you a carry to your home.

“It’s okay, I’ll be fine. I’m almost home anyway,” you replied, clutching his jacket and handing it back to him. There was a moment where you both held onto the jacket together as he gazed at you in worry and regard. And you, as well, gazed at him with gratitude and fulfillment.

“Are you sure? I mean, you could stay at my place if-”

“No, no, it’s f-” You caught yourself from falling over, as you felt fairly unsteady. Perspiration also began to form all over yourself, despite the fact that you were still wet from the rain. “It’s fine, tha-thank you…” He stared at you in dismay. Clearly, you weren’t feeling okay as of now, and you definitely weren’t going to make it home in this state.

“Please…for your sake, miss, please come stay at my apartment, just until tomorrow-”

“No!… I can’t I…” At his point, you struggled to even stand up on your own, fading in and out of consciousness. Your steps were uncoordinated as you tried to walk away from the boy. He grabbed your hand to stop you from stepping out from under the protective tendrils and you turned around, mixed feelings of wanting to come with him and wanting to get away. You know you said that you’d paste the responsibility of yourself onto him, but now that it came down to it, this was a complete stranger. “I don’t even know you! I…” Your eyes fluttered shut as your body gave out and abruptly fell into his arms. Your skin was burning hot compared to his. He pushed the crown of your hair back, tucked your strands of wet hair behind your ears, and gently rested the back of his hand against your forehead.

You had a raging fever.

Without hesitation, he pushed off into the air with you cradled in his arms, the main objective of getting you somewhere, probably his apartment, warm and dry and away from the horrible cold of the storm.

The stirring sounds of a heater system slowly woke you out of deep slumber. The darkness of the night fogged up the room you rested in, yet you could tell that everything around you was so unfamiliar. The scent of the cozy bed you lay in, arrangement of furniture, the odd plushie that breathed calmly at the edge of the bed...wait a minute. Your eyes dilated, adjusting to the darkness, when you suddenly jumped, seeing this so called plushie was actually the same boy from earlier. He sat on his knees, resting his head on his arms along the side of the bed. You shrunk into the corner, gripping the blankets close to you as if to create a shield from him. Millions of thoughts began to imvade your mind, but figuring out a way to get out of there remained at the focal point. You scanned, looking for any possible way of exit and ended up with two outcomes: the shuttered window and the bedroom door. You sighed. How annoying. From a library, to a strangers home. Ugh. Your clothes were still wet from the rain and scrunched up against you. The spot where you lay on bed itself was a bit soaked as well and you frowned. Slowly, you set down the blankets and gently crawl off of the bed, watching for any alarming movements from the sleeping boy, until the bed creaked rather loudly. Instinctually, you collapse on the bed, shutting your eyes tightly as the boy is woken out of slumber. He yawns and rubs his eyes, then they land on your figure. He chuckles softly, sleep tugging at his voice.

"...you're awake aren't you.." It's more of a statement than a question. Your body remained as still as the black fog of night that obscured the vision of you and him. "...you should probably shower. It must be uncomfortable in those soaked clothes. I know it's an ungodly hour right now, but still...I can lend you some of my clothes..? Oh! And after, I cooked some vegetable soup after I brought you here, but you were really broken down and I didn't want to wake you up, so if you're strong enough, I can warm it up for you if you'd like.."

"I'm sorry, but I don't know you and I don't think I should be here. Thank you for your help, but I think it's be best for me to get going," you said, sitting up on the bed and facing him. He was now standing at the original spot he rested.

"I...but, it's still raining out, miss-"

"I can see that. Just give me an umbrella and I'll be on my way, thank you."

"...okay." And with that, he left the room in silence. You huffed and fell back on his bed and stared upon the popcorn ceiling. As sweet and welcoming as the guy seemed, a stranger's a stranger, no matter how good they percieve...yet there was something about him so refreshing, flourishing. Ugh. You stand up from the bed and decide to look around for a bit, just after clicking on the lamp on the side table.

And oh my, this guy was a nerd.

You chuckled. Almost everywhere you looked stood a piece of previous number one hero, All Might's merchandise, that and couple of other heroes. In the corner by a bookshelf sat a few dumbbells, a hand grip, and other weight trinkets. On his desk were multiple campus notebooks. Out of curiosity, you flipped through them and damn were they all filled with abilities, strategies, quirks, and hero related information. You smile, noticing a small framed photograph on his desk of little him in an All Might suit and his mom. Oh, how the sweetest little details could suck you up. And then you wondered, why would someone ever pick up stranger off the streets? From his perspective you were unknown as well so...? That's where your dilemma sat—between a kind soul or wicked intentions, although he didn't seem like the type. Before resuming your tour, the guy shuffled back into the room with a black umbrella and plastic bag hanging from his fingers. You turn around, and with the lamp light illuminating the room, finally getting a good look at him. His green disheveled hair, curious emerald eyes and...he was frowning. Not that you cared, but it felt off that he was, as if it didn't fit him.

"I have the umbrella," he says, walking over and handing it to you, along with the bag. "Here. And this is a fresh jacket." He motions to the bag.

"Thank you, but I only need the umbre-"

"Take it, please," he replied quickly, gently pushing your hand clutching the bag. "I'll see you out."

You followed him. It's not like you wanted to be in the rain, you just couldn't stay in an unknown place. But then again, he seemed like a nice guy. He places his hand on the doorknob and opens the door a crack, the cold air and droplets of rain swiftly piercing through. He turns to you with a concerning expression.

"Really, miss, do you want to leave this badly? The storm is still pretty harsh."

"Yes," you answer, grabbing the edge of the door and widening it, stepping out into the world, immediately regretting it. Sick was building up in your throat and you coughed violently.

"Change your mind, miss?" He grins playfully with his arms crossed over his chest, standing in the warmth and shelter of his apartment. You looked up to the sky for a moment letting your skin soak up the rain and back to the guy at the doorframe. You sigh, rolling your eyes at his win. He allows space as you step back inside and closes the door behind you.

"Actually, maybe I will have a bowl of that soup...but right after that, I'll be out the door and you'll never see me again."

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ilydeku · 1 year

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so do i | izuku x reader

"Hey so uh...I sorta kinda--I may or may not--I..." He stumbled over his words, hesitant to tell the truth. His eyes darted all around and then onto you. From the looks of it, you seemed unfazed, bored even. Your arms were crossed over your chest and your foot tapped on the ground with a slow rhythm. He sighed. The sooner he told you, the sooner he'd maybe, hopefully, get over you. "...I have feelings for you." He muttered. You heard, but you just had to listen to those words once more.

"What?"

"...I said, I have feelings for you."

"..." Your expression was unchanging, except for the lids of your eyes lowering just slightly. He sighed in defeat, his body shrugging forward in rejection. "I'm sorry--really I am. I didn't mean to fall for you, I just-"

"And neither did I." You smiled, stepping a bit closer to Izuku. You could practically feel the warmth radiating off his body. He was still, in shock. There's no way you said that right? He took the belief that maybe he had misheard, that his sole wish for you to be his was starting to drive him into delusions.

"...pardon?"

"You heard me, Izuku." In an instant, your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into you and you crashed your lips onto his, a moment you thought would never come to place. He didn't even have time to react. It all happened so fast, he didn't know what hit him.

"You...that's unfair, y/n!" He exclaimed.

You sneered.

"What's unfair?"

"Yo-You! You can't just kiss me without warning!" His face was still flushed from the sudden action. Maybe still flushed from the reciprocation. It was adorable. Oh, how much you wanted to pepper his face with kisses, but that'd probably end up breaking him.

"Oh, Izuku. Starting today, expect a lot more where that came from and many more actions. Because I have feelings for you too."

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ilydeku · 1 year

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senku when you're sick

- LMAO

- YOU IDIOT

- he definitely gonna make fun of you

- you'll be sniffling, sneezing, coughing, suffering in your bed when he gets home and he'll start laughing at you on the spot, lovingly of course

"...Senkuuu..." You dared to utter another word, or else a coughing fit will start to erupt. He walks up to the side of your bed after hanging his lab coat and setting down his gear, covering up his smile with his hand.

"Pfft, are you serious, y/n?" He failed to hide the laugh that escaped going forward. "You weren't like this yesterday, with all that 'Oh no, Senku! I'm not gonna get sick if I go outside in the rain, in summer wear, and measure acidity levels! I'm practically immune to this weather!-" He palmed his head as his laughter let loose from the strain.

"Shut up! It wasn't supposed to happen like this! I.." You stopped and quickly stuffed your face into your arm as violent coughs began to force out.

"Like what..? You laid in bed all day all icky?" He retorted, taking a seat on the bed. He leaned closer to you and pushed back the hair in your face before resting the back of his hand against your forehead, feeling your warm temperature. He concluded with a hypothesis of what you had, judging by your temperature and symptoms. He looked down at your vulnerable form and sighed.

"...you're one stupid girl, you know that?" He remarked as you rolled your eyes in ignorance. He leaned down again and tucked your loose strands of hair behind your ear. Your cheeks burned from the small action. "...but, you're my stupid girl, so I guess you deserve a bit of leniency."

- damn i just reread that and it got me kicking my feet giggling and shit but anyways 💀

- don't you worry one bit, senku will have you taken care of after clowning you, starting in the kitchen with an apron tied on

- he'll cook you up a nice pot of chicken noodle soup, vegetables added for nutrients

- he'll make you a steamy cup of chamomile tea with lemon and honey, of course, the amount adjusted to your likeness of sweet or lemony

- he knows liquids are very important, so expect more room temperature juices and hot teas of the such from him

- he'll also gather all the supplies of tissue and cough medicine in the house and have it set up on the nightstand on your bedside

- if you run out of tissue, he'll bring you a roll of toilet paper bc they're basically the same thing, and you'll start laughing for no reason 💀

- after every cup of tea or bowl of soup, you compliment his culinary skills, and in some cases, you thank him dearly, to which he scoffs and rolls his eyes in response

- but in reality, it makes his heart beat a lil faster, makes him smile

- if your illness is way out of what he expected, he'll go out of his way to diagnose you, taking a small sample from you and checking the bacteria for himself under a microscope

- he'll do anything for you in order for your health to get back up to par

- except maybe one thing

"But Senkuuu I don't like that medicine..." you complained, eyeing the tiny cup of thick dark blue that he poured for you to take earlier. "It's gross...like drinking liquid metal chemicals."

"Y/n you're acting like a child. Of course, it's going to taste like that, it's medicine. Now, go ahead and take it already." He turned around to exit the room, but he was struck behind by the pillow you'd thrown.

"...I'll only take it if you give it to me." He turned around and stared at you. You stared right back at his crimson-red eyes as you crossed your arms. A long, heavy sigh escaped from his mouth as he picked up your pillow and made his way over to your side of the bed.

"Fine. But only because this medicine is really for your own good. It's important you take."

"Yeah, yeah, okay." You sat up while he first stuffed the thrown pillow behind your back. He picked up the cup with his fingers while the other hand cupped your cheek, his thumb resting just above your chin and under your bottom lip. Before he began the action, you stopped him mid track. "No I...I want you to give it to me from..." Your hand motions finished your words. Your thumb brushed over lips in a coy manner, but Senku could read in between the lines.

"Ew," he muttered stonely. "Why the hell would do something like that?" Rhetorical question, y/n.

"...it'd taste sweeter coming from your lips." You wiggled your eyebrows teasingly.

"..." He sighed once more, pinching his nose bridge. "...If you wanted to kiss me that badly, you should've said so in the first place," he chuckled, a smirk beginning to form. "You know I give what you ask for, y/n...Now, close your eyes." He ordered before filling his mouth with the medicine from the tiny cup. He leaned down, cupping your face and brushing his lips against yours, allowing you to part them a little. Then, his landed on yours, followed by the liquid slowly dripping down your throat. You quickly swallowed to capture his lips in an embrace, savoring the warmth you shared.

- 😍

- PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE

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not an expectation | izuku x reader

You stood at the far end of the common area with Ochaco, eyes dragging upon the envelope in your hands. Your head spun back and forth, glancing at Izuku, then the card, Izuku then the card, Izuku then the card. He sat at the couch located in the middle of the room, surrounded and kept in idle converse by Todoroki and Iida. On the contrary, pretty much everyone in the room swarmed in little groups, probably speaking of any love struck infatuations among them. It was Valentine's Day after all.

Ochaco noticed the anxiety emitting from you, all shown through your body movements; the poker face you strained to hold, the weight shifting of your feet, the twiddling with the envelope paper. She rubbed a gentle hand on your back in attempt to calm your nerves.

"Hey, I know you're nervous, but it'll be just fine, y/n! Just go for it! What's the worst he could do?" Ochaco smiled, clenching her fist and cheering you on while keeping a steady hand on your back. Still, your body tensed up. You couldn't move, as if some unnatural force was holding you back.

"...but I'm nervous." You sighed, a small frown beginning to form. Ochaco stepped in front of you and firmly grasped your shoulders. Her face showed nothing but determination, all for you to have that letter in his hands and, hopefully, your hand in his as well.

"C'mon, y/n. What could possibly go wrong?"

"..." You turn your head towards Izuku's direction, your gaze lingering on that beautiful smile he kept on his face, that until a heavy wave of doubt broke contact. "...a lot of things." Ochaco huffed and shook her head.

"Y/n, if you're going to keep having your feelings hidden from him, you're gonna regret it in the long run. Your feelings will have never been acknowledged, never have been thought about... You're overthinking the worst outcomes instead of having confidence. So, go ahead! Just go for it!" Your body hunched over in defeat. You sighed, taking a deep breath in and out.

"I guess you're right," you answered. She smiled in response. Her eyes flickered toward Izuku's direction and back to you, signaling you to strike the ball. After gathering your senses and pulling yourself together, you turned around and began walking towards Izuku. It seemed like he was looking for someone, judging by how he looked around the room. He stood up from the couch. He, too, was holding a card.

"Hi." You smiled. Your hand fidgeted with your other sleeve as you waited for his response.

"Oh!" He faced you and returned the smile. "Hey, y/n! I was just looking for you!" Your face twisted in confusion as your head turned in denial.

"You were?"

"Yeah so uhm..." He ran his hand through his hair nervously. You noticed his cheeks gaining a red tint of color. "...I wrote this letter..."

"You did..." You felt your tummy begin to erupt with the flutter of butterflies. Ugh. What a wonderful feeling it was to be in love. The world's colors just seemed so much brighter, feeling happy and as light as a feather. Like you could just get up and dance and-

"...and I was wondering if you could give it to Uraraka."

"..." Your mind went blank. The butterflies were no longer there, instead scattered into dry descent. Your heart was still for a moment. And then anger and sadness surged through you with so much power, you didn't know what to do. Why? You didn't even get to share your feelings and yet still, your heart was completely shattered by that mere question. Rejection would've been a more tolerable way to get over because hey, you told him the truth, didn't you? You told him everything and the reasons being about your little infatuation for him. But now, those immense feelings you held for him had to be kept in. After all the time you had spent with Izuku.

The back of your throat stung as you struggled to hide any feelings of sadness. You didn't know what to think anymore. All you could really do is accept it. Accept it. Accept it and make things even better for Izuku.

After all, his happiness above all mattered to you the most.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Ochaco waiting for any positive signals., oblivious to the event. You put a smile on your face for Izuku and nodded. "Sure!" His face lit up, showing deep gratitude toward you

"Thank you so much, y/n!" He handed his card to you, like little the delivery girl you were. Before awaiting a response, he pointed out the envelope still gently clutched in your hand. "I see you've written a letter a letter too!"

You sighed. "I did," you replied numbly, lowering your gaze toward its neatly sealed edges.

"Who's it for?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows. "I could deliver that one to...whoever it's for if you'd like!"

Deep breath in, deep breath out. Smile.

"...well actually...I didn't write it."

"Oh..?" He rested his hand together as he waited for you to complete your statement. Witnessing that pretty expression on his face after you spoke gave your heart its last spring of joy.

"Ochaco wrote it, and it's for you."

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