#@nyanyabisjjj

[quinncupine]

Is it bad to ask all numbers for the ask game? (╥﹏╥)

All the numbers you say? Sure, why not! Let's do it!😆

1. What song makes you feel better?

1953 by The National Parks. Its such a cute song and the love in it just makes me smile every time I hear it.

2. What's your feel-good movie?

My favorite feel good movie will always be Ever After. I absolutely love fairy tale movies this one is just amazing and warms my heart!

3. What's your favorite candle scent?

Hmm, I love a lot of scents, but I think my favorite are any that have vanilla in them. I have one right now that's like a vanilla walnut coffee cake and it smells sooo good.

4. What flower would you like to be given?

I love lilies. They are my favorite. I think white lilies are my top favorite right now!

5. Who do you feel most you around?

I would have to say my best friend! I tell her literally everything (probably too much) but i feel so comfortable around her and she is the absolute sweetest gal you'd ever meet!

6. Say three nice things about yourself (3 physical and 3 non-physical)

I think my eyes are pretty, they're hazel!

When I actually do my hair, i think it looks pretty, especially when its curly

During the summer, my freckles really start to show and I love freckles!

Sometimes I can be funny (most of the time its without meaning too😅)

Im a really good listener

Im really good a doling out smiles on the daily

7. What color brings you peace?

I think deep dark colors can bring out a calming peace, like sapphire and viridian

8. Tag someone, or multiple people who make you feel good

Well for one, you Miya! You always bring the sweetest things to me and I love you for that!

@thecindy ya always make me feel so loved!

@dorki-c girl ya crazy and I love crazy! Who else am I gonna conspire with?🤣

@miriobaby ya gorgeous lady, you're one of my biggest supporters and I'm so glad I have you as a friend!

@peachsenpie babe, you're absolutely amazing and whenever I talk with you, I always feel so much better!

@dragonsdreamoffire darling, you are so sweet and I love talking with you!

I know there are so many more, but I can't fit them all here and I'm sorry if I missed you, but know that I love you!

9. What calms you down?

Laying down and listening to music, or watching a show, or writing. Those are the main things I do to calm down.

10. What's something you're excited for?

Im excited for summer, when I can finally go to the beach again! My skin can't take much more of this cold frigid air.

11. What's your ideal date?

Ummm, let's see. I think doing something fun like going on a citywide scavenger hunt (I've done that before and it was super fun!) I would love to go to one of those piers with vendors and games and things and order from a stand then just walk along the pier and watch the water? Maybe go on a ferris wheel? I don't know, I never really thought much about it.

12. How are you?

Currently, I'm sick. I'm actually waiting for the doc to call me back. I'm trying to get some work done, but I just have no energy to really go do anything, especially anything physically rn. Hopefully I get better as the week goes on.

13. What's your comfort food?

A few favorites are: garlic bread, mashed potatoes, and my moms homemade nachos 😋

14. Favorite feel-good show?

I have a couple right now: New Girl, Shitts Creek, Psych, and The Great British Baking Show

16. Compliment someone who sent you this number

Miya, you're an amazing person and I'm so glad we're mutuals because I think the world is a better place with you in it! You're always so sweet and kind and you're not afraid to let other people know it!!🥰

17. Fairy lights or LED lights?

Definitely fairy lights. They make everything feel cozy and warm and just a bit magical.

18. Do you still loved stuffed animals?

Of course, what's not to love. They're soft and squishy and make great cuddle partners. Plus they're super cute so I don't see anything wrong with loving stuffed animals!

19. Most important thing in your life?

My family. They're everything to me. Period.

20. What do you want most in the world right now?

To see my family. I saw them once in the past year and I won't be able to see them again until summer so I'm really missing them.

21. If you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

Take more risks. Don't hesitate so much on things because worrying won't do you any favors.

22. What would you say to your future self?

Can you come back and smack my past self for being a dumbass please and thank you.

23. Favorite piece of clothing?

My super soft oversized sweatshirt that says "Stay Whelmed" written on the front 😌

24. What's something you do to de-stress?

Naps. If not naps then watching something funny.

25. What's the best personal gift someone could give you?

If it's homemade, I already love it 10000% if someone loves me enough to take the time to make me something, then I know they're a keeper

26. What movie would you want to live in?

Oh boy, I dont know. I guess I would say Narnia. Now that sounds like a fun magical world to live in.

27. Which character would you want to be?

Like if I could be any character out there? I would say Momo Yaoyorozu. She's got the coolest quirk and I really just love her to pieces. She's so precious.

28. Hugs or hand holding?

Can I say both? If I had to pick one, I would choose hand holding because you can actually move around and do things with that one😊

29. Morning, afternoon, or night?

Morning. I'm a morning person (usually) i have a terrible time staying up late and I like my sleep, so I usually turn in early.

30. What reminds you of home? (Doesn't have to mean house...just the feeling of home)

I think my moms perfume, a slightly messy house, fireplace smells or bonfires at night, dogs lying around (always right in your path for some reason), sipping wine, there's always some sport playing in the background on the TV, marvel marathons, lots of throw pillows, card games, billards, country music. I could go on, but those are what immediately come to mind🥰

Thanks for the ask Miya! 🥰🙃💖 love ya!!

#long asks! #all the asks #quinn talks #@nyanyabisjjj #thank you miya #amazing mutuals

[hanji-is-life]

Calling All The Monster Fuckers! Open to BNHA, AoT, HQ & JJK!

minors dni

banner by @miggiisdumb

Rules and Guidelines:

As it goes without saying, the character you write for must be some semblance of a monster. Be it demon, dragon, sea monster, naga, alien, ghost, vampire, werewolf, etc!

You have to be 18+ to participate, and you need an age in your bio. Simply putting “18+” will not suffice if you do not have any indication of your own age!

Each character must be of age.

Dark Content is welcomed, as long it is tagged appropriately.

The minimum word count is 300 words, so a drabble or head canons are welcomed.

Art is also welcomed and encouraged!

There will be 12 slots per character, but I am only allowing 4 of the same type of monster (ie: 4 dragon Kiri’s, 4 octopus Sero’s, etc)

Female, male, and gender neutral reader-inserts are welcomed!

Please do not use small texts for writings over 300 words, as it is hard to read at times!

Please tag me and hashtag “Only Monster Fans Collab” after you finish your piece!

The due date will be August 1, but will definitely be adjusted if you need more time!

You are all allowed to submit works up until the deadline!

Masterlist beneath the cut, second one found here

BNHA

@hanji-is-life (me!)

Alien Izuku x reader

Warnings:

Incubus Kirishima x reader

Warnings: somnophilia, dub con, cervix/womb fucking, breeding kink

@bakugous-trauma

Demon King Bakugou x reader

Warnings:

@putseraphinaonthaphone

Deity Tamaki x acolyte reader

Warnings:

@daisy-bakugo

Incubus Bakugou x reader

Warnings:

@cellotonin

Octopus Sero x reader

Warnings:

@nyanyabisjjj

Incubus Kaminari x reader

Warnings:

@tiredgraysonwritings

Vampire Todoroki x reader

Warnings:

Demon Sero x reader

Warnings:

@tteokdoroki

Dragon Kirishima x reader

Warnings:

@sweetnsinfull

Siren Mirio x reader (includes art)

Warnings:

@eijishimas

Dragon Kirishima x reader

Warnings:

@bakugosbratx

Demon Bakugou x female reader

Warnings:

@miggiisdumb

Chimera Bakugou x reader

Warnings: knotting, breeding kink, tummy bulge, slight degradation, dumbification

Dragon Kirishima (art)

Octopus Sero (art)

Werewolf Izuku (art)

Vampire Todoroki (art)

Demon King Bakugou (art)

@doomsthotstash

Pooka Hitoshi x reader

Warnings:

@cyancherub

Demon Denki x reader

Warnings: noncon fantasies and noncon voyeurism, dubcon, monsterfucking/teratophilia.  anal, autassassinophilia (death kink), begging, blood kink, blood play, breath play, breeding kink, cum inflation, dacryphilia, deepthroating, electrostimulation, face-fucking, facesitting, fear play, gaping, gore (slight), jealous + possessive behavior, knotting, mating press, oral (m & f receiving), overstim, pain play, rimming, rough/painful sex, sadism + masochism, scent kink, shocking/sparking, size kink, spit kink (slight), solo (m & f), standing 69, stomach bulge, toxic behavior, violence, wall sex, yandere

@alixdelcourt

Dragon Izuku x reader

Warnings:

@riszei

Minotaur Shinsou x reader

Warnings:

@hyp0dermic

Incubus Aizawa x reader

Warnings:

@kiyoobi

Merman Dabi x reader (art)

Warnings:

@kazumi-mha-hcs

Demon Shoto x reader

Warnings:

Naga Bakugou x reader

Warnings:

@awilddreamerwrites

Werewolf Izuku x reader

Warnings:

@iamsorrypapi

Zombie Dabi x reader

Warnings:

@janshu

Deer Dabi x reader

Warnings:

@speedmetalqueen

Mummy Bakugou x reader

Warnings:

@bakugousimplover

Dragon Kirishima x reader

Warnings: Size difference, no smut

@shiggysvixen

Dragon Kirishima x reader

Warnings:

@awilddreamerwrites

Incubus Izuku x reader

Warnings:

@nsfwblogsanime

Dragon Bakugou x reader (includes art)

Warnings: 𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕 , 𝒆𝒙𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒎 , 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙 , 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒙 , 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 , 𝒓𝒂𝒘/𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙 , 𝑶𝑪𝑪 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐𝒖 (?-) , 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 × 𝑵𝒐𝒏-𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 , 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑔𝒆 , 𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒙

@sublimewaters

Shapeshifter Tamaki x reader

Warnings:

@sems-diarie

Demon Izuku x reader x Priest Bakugou

Warnings:

@nasti-bnha

Vampire Aizawa x reader

Warnings:

Werewolf Iida x reader

Warnings:

Satyr Enji x reader

Warnings:

@kinsurou

Siren Shinsou x reader

Warnings:

@anime-nymph

Demon Aizawa x reader

Warnings:

Demon Natsuo x reader x Endeavor

Warnings:

@laudthingcat

Alien Kaminari x reader

Warnings: smut, mention of falling off a cliff, electro stimulation, nipple play, oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex

@infiminty

Yukionna Todoroki x reader

Warnings:

@sabrinamidoriya01

Zombie Izuku x reader

Warnings:

@jean-kayak

Werewolf Kirishima x reader

Warnings:

@sempiternal-amour

Shark Kirishima x reader

Warnings:

AoT

@pinkkento

Spider Eren x reader

Warnings: reader is afab but otherwise gn, monster fucking, eren has eight (8) arms, mentions of illness, blood/blood play, fear mongering, dubcon (kinda), size kink if you squint, breeding kink but not oviposition, use of venom as lube, lots of manhandling, unprotected sex, creampie, eren is a sadist but not extreme, dacryphilia, eren calls reader 'little one' and 'love bug'

@bertlsbeloved

Mothman Bertolt x reader

Warnings:

JJK

@headkandies

Curse Sukuna x reader

Warnings:

@vilbabywrites

Wendigo Nanami x reader

Warnings:

@theehoneybunii

Four Armed Sukuna x reader

Warnings:

@monosukuna

Incubus Toji x reader

Warnings:

@cocobutterbaby

Vampire Gojo x reader

Warnings:

@miggiisdumb

Werewolf Sukuna x reader

Warnings:

HQ

@xobrattymoonxo

Kraken Matsukawa

Warnings:

@daddydaegu

Venom Tendou x reader

Warnings:

Demon Oikawa x reader

Warnings:

@chicoree

Naga Sakusa x reader

Warnings:

#Only Monster Fans Collab #hil collabs!

[kiridarling]

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋 | 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁

"Welcome to Camp Happy Trail! It's been a long year, hasn't it? Time to relax and rewind under the sunshine, angel."

Cherry popsicles. Campfires. Archery. Camp Happy Trail smells like Sun Bum sunscreen and the outdoors, gently infused with the pounds of perfume radiating from the girls' cabins. The mess hall constantly teems with some sort of life, whether it's campers, counselors, or cockroaches—and make sure to never ever eat the mystery meat.

Here at Camp Happy Trail, the boys try to peek into the girls showers, and the girls slip Swell bottles full of Grey Goose Vodka into their duffle bags. Counselors wait for the sun to sink and exhausted campers to drool into their shitty pillows before lighting one up, giggling in circles with the undersides of their faces glowing bright orange by the burning bud. Sleep-away camp is a time for experimentation and sexual awakenings—and it’s not that hard to find a secluded spot in this big place, is it?

This is a BNHA, Haikyuu, AOT, and JJK collab! Camp registration closes July 1st, but summer camp ends August 31st, so feel free to post any time between now and August! If you have any questions, please stop by the director's office. We look forward to seeing you at camp this summer! Here's how to register:

i. Camp Happy Trail is an adult sleep-away camp, meaning all NSFW applicants must be 18 or up and have their ages easily accessible on their blog. I will not go digging for it. We welcome both NFSW and SFW.

ii. Shoot a dm or ask Director Sun's way, accompanied by the character you'd like! Asks are preferred—it's easier for her to keep track of things that way.

iii. Tag me in your work when it’s all done! That way I can read and reblog it :)

PLEASE NOTE: First come, first serve! Character doubles aren't allowed unless your fic has multiple characters.

Dark content is welcome, but must be tagged accordingly. It will also be labeled (dc) on the masterlist.

𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝟏 | 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

Counselor @eijishimas — Shinsou, Kaminari

Counselor @nocturnalazura — Kaminari

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 (kirishima) — Counselor @miriobaby

nothing beats a camp reunion after being away for 5 years. a lot of things have changed within that time span, including your summer crush...

Counselor @bakugoskitten — Todoroki

CIT @nomadmilk — Hawks

CIT @nyanyabisjjj — Tamaki

CIT @todoshoki — Izuku

𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 (bakugou) — CIT @sabrinamidoriya01

you and bakugou are counselors at a sleepaway camp. bakugou slips you a note to sneak out of the cabins and have some fun.

𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝟐 | 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔

Counselor @eatthecake-annamae — Ukai

𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝟑 | 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

Counselor @kiridarling — Gojo

Counselor @kissingchoso — Choso

𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝟒 | 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍

Counselor @marleyterians — Jean

CIT @kirixfilms — Eren (sfw)

thank you to @eijishimas for the camp name!

#bnha smut #mha smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut #attack on titan smut #aot smut

[dorki-c]

Illegal in public, Legal in privacy [Prologue]

Relationship: Himbo! Villain! Izuku Midoriya / Deku X GN! Pro-hero! (Reader)

TW: Nothing really!

Special mention: I’m thanking @stormcallart for inspiring me with their first piece of Himbo Villain Deku, which I instantly ate up and couldn’t stop thinking about it for AGES! So thank you for your amazing art and you for being yourself, Storm!

[Next Part --->] 

Dull mumbling through the equally dull office floor mellowed out into each room even when the door was shut and the blinds were pulled shut to prevent prying eyes from peeking in.

Bleached white papers scattered like moths to the flame from the palm of their hand as the individual glared at the recent villain activity files, a singular individual was the main focus of the whole file.

Deku, the anti-hero.

Any known information about the anti-hero was mostly about his appearance and quirk aspects that have been pointed out by the police officers. However, other than the obvious, a majority of his information was seemingly scrubbed off the surface of many offenses he has committed.

Bringing us to this conclusion, he was pretty dangerous when it boiled down to nothing but the truth.

So…if he was dangerous? Then why are you constantly being sent to get his (handsome) ass in check?

(A.K.A The hero commission loves to send you out to confront the anti-hero…uh thanks for that!)

Sure, the first time of meeting him went on the lines of slurring banter through dealing with a hangover from the night before as a mocking (and maybe flirtatious) “oh look who’s come along!” shouted through the empty street littered with a sizeable wreckage of a destroyed bank (where an internally panicking (y/n) was screaming ‘he’s larger in person?!’. Hehe, that’s what they said--).

Now your meetings are grumbled yelling of “Deku!!” accompanied with a tongue licking his lips in satisfaction of the new challenger arriving, considering that a harsh wind bellowed through copious limey forest ferns sitting atop of mowed grassy cut edges allowed his holler of something along the lines of “my favourite hero has arrived!” to reach the opposite end of the street where you stood.  

That cheeky bugger decided to have the audacity to call you his “favourite hero” whilst hauling a shady pitch-black duffle bag on one shoulder prior to letting you eye crackles of blinding thin stripes of illuminations cascading the thick forearms hugged in a dark material in rivulets similar to jagged rivers.

Though that’s not the only thing you eye up.

(Just don’t say that out loud, its illegal in public but legal in privacy.)

Taglist: @izukubabe, @quietlegends , @glitterfreezed, @sweater-weather-seven @nyanyabisjjj @candybabey @dragonsdreamoffire @sixofsparrows @re4lm-ai

#Villain deku Bnha #Villain deku Mha #villain deku x reader #Villain izuku midoriya #villain izuku midoriya X prohero! Reader #villain x reader #Villain Deku #mirrorverse au #Izuku midoriya mha #Izuku midoriya bnha #Izuku midoriya X GN! Reader #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #mha #Mha X reader #Mha x you #mha x y/n

[mrskodzuken]

*in order of sending

❤️ Oikawa Tooru (req: @/paradise-creator)

❤️ Inunaki Shion (req: @/hqxreader)

❤️ Miya Atsumu (req: @/miss-minty-writes)

❤️ Miya Atsumu (req: @/korathefairy)

❤️ Sugawara Koushi (req: @/anon)

❤️ Iwaizumi Hajime (req: @/keiyoomi)

❤️ Bokuto Koutarou (req: @/bvnnichuu)

❤️ Oikawa Tooru (req: @/cemeiia)

❤️ Miya Atsumu (req: @/quanxui)

❤️ Miya Osamu (req: @/love-amihan)

❤️ Itadori Yuuji (req: @/hq-girl-next-door)

❤️ Nanami Kento (req: @/imo-chan-imagines)

❤️ Bokuto Koutarou (req: @/abuliawrites)

❤️ Kozume Kenma (req: @/nejibaby)

❤️ Miya Osamu (req: @/pasteldrop)

❤️ Semi Eita (req: @/eitaara)

❤️ Yachi Hitoka (req: @/tangerinefluff)

❤️ Suna Rintarou (req: @/anon)

❤️ Sugawara Koushi (req: @/mirakeul)

❤️ Sakusa Kiyoomi (req: @/anon)

❤️ Suna Rintarou (req: @/antisocia1-bean)

❤️ Kuroo Tetsurou (req: @/heyheysey)

❤️ Inumaki Toge (req: @/lumpiang-toge)

❤️ Oomimi Ren (req: @/atsumus-housewife)

❤️ Nishinoya Yuu (req: @/cherryymorrow)

❤️ Oikawa Tooru (req: @/cherryymorrow)

❤️ Nishinoya Yuu (req: @/chibishae34)

❤️ Shirabu Kenjirou (req: @/cotton-curse)

❤️ Sugawara Koushi (req: @/nyanyabisjjj)

❤️ Suna Rintarou (req: @/anon)

❤️ Azumane Asahi (req: @/toonskribblez)

❤️ Gojo Satoru (req: @/toonskribblez)

❤️ Gojo Satoru (req: @/anon)

❤️ Kamo Noritoshi (req: @/arceyoxidized)

❤️ Kuroo Tetsurou + Kozume Kenma (req: @/kuriskhaos)

❤️ Tsukishima Kei (req: @/suchagoodgirlxoxo)

❤️ Miya Osamu (req: @/anon)

❤️ Matsukawa Issei (req: @/sanchezbloodline)

❤️ Miya Osamu (req: @/anon)

❤️ Goshiki Tsutomu (req: @/hetaabyss)

❤️ Kugisaki Nobara (req: @/mirakeul)

❤️ Fushiguro Toji (req: @/toge-chan-out)

❤️ Bokuto Koutarou (req: @/anon)

❤️ Sakusa Kiyoomi (req: @/avery-111)

#thank you all for participating!! <3 #date tayo 🥰 #re: ella’s 200 #haikyuu #jujutsu kaisen #haikyuu x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #haikyuu fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff

[lovinkiri]

Decided to start a picrew game! Powerpuff girls!

Its so cute 😍😍😍

Tagging: @awilddreamerwrites @vixenpen @nyanyabisjjj And anyone else who wants to play!

#tag games

[ineedgarlicbread]

OK GUYS!! IM ROUNDING UP THE MOOTS FOR A GROUP DISCUSSION

@lovinkiri @bnhamixjuice @nyanyabisjjj AND EVERYONE ELSE

OK OK WHICH BNHA CHARACTERS WOULD PREFER THEIR S/O TO BE CHUBBY?

I AM A FIRM BELIEVER IN DENKI, DEKU, KIRISHIMA, MOMO, IIDA, MINA, FATGUM, MS JOKE, AND MANY OTHERS BEING INTO CHUBBIER PEOPLE!!

[electriccaffeine]

𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮!

This is Miya, and this is my official sfw blog. Because I'm turning my @nyanyabisjjj account into a NSFW blog. Anyways! The reason why I did this is because, if you can see on my bio. I'm opening my requests! ＼(^o^)／

Everyone is safe here hehe, My asks is always open for interaction and requests! But a little reminder about sending requests. Please forgive me if I somehow didn't chose your request, I'll try to read all of your requests and try to make a draft about it asap as soon as I read your request (｡・//ε//・｡)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Rules:

What would I write for:

I do fluff and angst

I accept any form of story e.g. headcanons, short or full fic, one-shots, and prompts. I would also do small imagines if you would all want that!

I accept requests different fandoms, such as MHA, Haikyuu, Aot, and Demon slayer

I would add more later

What I would not write for:

Heavy angst. I just can't do that for now, but hopefully someday I will

Any form of NSFW, if you would want to request NSFW. You can go visit my @nyanyabisjjj blog.

I'll add more If I could think more later

Asks that I would ignore:

⤷ Hate asks.

⤷ thirst asks.

⤷ weird asks,, ._.

I'll add more if I could think more later

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

I'll try to do my best in writing your requests, and try to use pronouns correctly. So please! Go easy on me!

and my asks are always open for suggestions, interactions and requests. I hope we would all get along!!

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[dorki-c]

Are you my good girl?

Relationship: Villain! Izuku Midoriya X Pro-hero! Female! Reader

Tw: Implication of manipulation, brief mention of drugs if you squint, and non-sexual begging. 

A/n: Its just a little angst drabble that I decided to release out of my infinite supply of clobbered villain deku brain rot.

Cold on the outside.

Hot in the inside.

Metal encased her like a death row chair, where for a moment, she could only focus on the strangely smooth rub of the contraption her bare body rested against.

Was she going to be operated on? There was one of those hospital carriers in the corner of her peripherals that had medical instruments aligned obsessively straight, alongside a few syringes filled with unknown intent.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the infamous (y/n) …” That was a familiar voice indeed. A diligently long drag of somebody’s finger drawled across one of your shoulders to snatch the jutted-out bone of your facial features between their index finger and thumb when pinching it upwards to meet those shadowed verdant eyes.

“What are you doing here?” The male asked with false vexation.

“’Why’ am I here-- is a better question, Izuku.” Retorted the pro-hero as she attempted to get somewhat comfortable in the metal contraption by slightly squirming and wiggling.

Scoffing with a tad bit of feistiness by ripping her chin out of his black gloved grip, if it wasn’t for the softness of that pitch perfect threaded skin that tempted a loud moan to spill through the pale pinkish lips, then he would’ve gladly slapped your scowl off of your face.

But he didn’t.

You waited for the scornful burst of pain to sprout like a wallflower on your cheek.

However, it never came.

“God—you’re so feisty!” He knew his words had an effect on you, no matter how much you disagreed with him. “It makes me want you more.” Tantalisingly, a slippery organ licked the shell of an ear.

“Even if you shy away like a perfect--” You should be grateful for the hand gracing your throat, “Little—” You should be grateful for his mercy, “Good—” You should be grateful he hasn’t knocked you out, “Girl!” You should be grateful he has spared your reputation as pro-hero for the last time.

The new Izuku Midoriya was a terrifying man.

The old Izuku Midoriya was a sweet past-tense memory.

(You wished this were a dead memory. You wished this were a hologram. You wished this were a hallucination.)

Looking downwards to keep some sort of dignity in this fucked up reality where you buried any resemblance of empathy for this god forbidden man, when your eyes met his seemingly hazed green orbs, there was something more human like on your chin—he had taken his gloves off.

Though now, delirious sickly green orbs swapped with hollowed out mossy green orbs.

“Please.” What happened to his ecstatic attitude?

(He was dull and serious.)

“Please, please, please—” Two hands crushed your shoulders,”—please, say you’re my good girl—” this grip, this hold, shouldn’t hurt you “--I need to hear you say it—” but the earth-shattering weight of large, destructive hands felt like they were pulling every tissue and nerve out of your body.

“—I need it!”

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“I’m—” His multi-emotional barbed wired gaze flew back into yours.

“Com’ on, please—I’m begging you.” Were you going to die?

(“I’m your good girl.” Felt like a ticket to hell once you said it.)

Taglist: 

@quietlegends @glitterfreezed @izukubabe @candybabey @dragonsdreamoffire @nyanyabisjjj

#Dorki's Oneshots #Villain deku Mha #Villain izuku midoriya #Villain deku Bnha #villain deku x reader #villain Izuku midoriya X reader #Villain Izuku Midoriya X Prohero! Reader #villain x reader #Izuku Midoriya X reader #Izuku Midoriya x Fem! reader #Izuku midoriya mha #Izuku midoriya bnha

[dolliedarlin]

ENDEARMENT 2 SERIES

c o m i n g  s o o n...

THE SIMILAR PERSON

s u m. : the day your daughter decides to make a pact to be brother and sister with a friendly green-haired boy at her nursery, you are finally given the chance to fall in love with the right person. 

p a i r. : prohero!singlefather!izuku x singlemother!reader

g. : fluff ; angst ; single mom!reader ; singledad!izuku ; prohero!izuku ; single parent!au ; agedup!izuku ; single parent!au ...

CHAPTERS : 

o n e. | t w o. | t h r e e. | f o u r. | f i v e. 

EXTRAS : tbw

THE SWEETHEART

s u m. : you always believed that leaving everything you knew and loved behind was a reasonable decision; it was your choice and was made with the best interest of your dearest one at heart. however, years later, when your past returns to you, you slowly begin doubting the choice you’ve made.

p a i r. : prohero!shoto x singlemother!reader

g. : fluff ; angst ; high school sweetheart!!reader; single mom!reader ; high school sweetheart!todoroki ; prohero!todoroki ; agedup!todoroki ; single parent!au ...

CHAPTERS :  

o n e. | t w o. | t h r e e. | f o u r. | f i v e.

EXTRAS : tbw

THE BABYSITTER

s u m. : iida does his best but still manages to come short when trying to cater to his daughter’s every need. though, it isn’t too unreasonable to expect from a single father. his struggles with keeping his daughter content as well as work as a formidable hero eventually ease up as soon as he hires you to babysit.  

p a i r. : prohero!singlefather!iida x babysitter!reader

g. : fluff ; angst ; singledad!iida ; babysitter!reader ; prohero!iida ; agedup!iida ; singleparent!au ; ...

CHAPTERS : 

o n e. | t w o. | t h r e e. | f o u r. | f i v e.

EXTRAS : tbw

THE NEIGHBOUR

s u m. : being neighbours with a prohero should have been every child’s dream but your child wasn’t like the rest, instead, she favoured the neighbours pet cat much more. rather than taking offence, your dashing indigo-haired neighbour happily agreed. 

p a i r. : prohero!shinso x singlemother!neighbour!reader

g. : fluff ; angst ; neighbour!reader; single mom!reader ; neighbour!shinso ; prohero!shinso ; agedup!shinso ; single parent!au ...

CHAPTERS : 

o n e. | t w o. | t h r e e. | f o u r. | f i v e.

EXTRAS : tbw

⎡ just a quick note to say that since my genre sections tend to reveal more of what may happen/unfold and it’s still going to be a while before i begin writing this, i’ll be writing the genre later on

additionally, i don’t know if the bakusquad endearment series taglist would want to be apart of this series too so, for the meantime, the taglist is just my permanent taglist right now ⎦

t a g l i s t : @ablogforreblogs ; @fairy0writes ; @nyanyabisjjj ; @jabkie ; @sirstrawberry ; @yutaeminnie ; @sizzlingdonutturtlemuffin ; @kirishiimaa ; @omnipotentroyal ; @beaniebanby ; @antique-daphne ; @shotoful ; @theehoneybunii ; @ravyeolii ; @chesirekittycat

@fukyouthink​ ; @clara-geekhime​ ; @awilddreamerwrites​ ; @crapimahuman​ ; @hikaru-mikazuki​ ; @lilacgraveyard​ ; @gwend0lyne​

#endearment 2 series #dekusquad single parent au #coming soon #bnha fluff #bnha angst #bnha single parent au #bnha single dad au #bnha x reader

[dorki-c]

His Guardian Demon |Chapter 1, Part 1: Are you really alone?|

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya X Demon! (Reader)

RATING: 16+

Tw: Bullying, implications of posession, supernatural being: demons.

[Recommended song for this chapter: Good Morning by Kendall Miles]

[Masterlist] [Next --->]

In this day and age, even if most people had quirks, then its guaranteed that most people had a demon.

And Izuku Midoriya’s demon was most definitely a strange one…

“Morning!” An eerily smooth, sweet exclamation echoed in the vacant morning thoughts that were somehow cleared by the nights companion called sleep.

Throwing a freckled arm over his eyes in an attempt to shield himself from the thrown open curtains, they showcased the large flashlight covered by the small bits of condensed water migrating from one location to another.

“Go away.” Muttered Izuku as his hand swatted the red smoke bothering him. Frowning at the reaction, they grabbed his feet and pulled them to the side, emitting a few soft grumbles from the green-haired boy.

“Get up sweetie!” Only he could hear their voice—or voices, he isn’t sure if they are just one or more voices—"It’s a school day!” Turning to look at the ceiling before his lacklustre and semi-exhausted trance was interrupted by two vibrant scarlet eyes staring into his forest green eyes.

“Com’ on.” They pleaded, “get up.” Drifting his gaze to the window, then to the figurines, to the posters, and finally looking straight up into the ‘human’ floating above him- they weren’t quite human- as the lower half of the body was more like hazy red dust (or fog, he isn’t sure).

Fully swinging his legs off, Izuku yawned. “Do you know if Mom is up, (y/n)?” Raising a hand to cease his yawn, he rubbed his eyes before softly smiling at the shrug you gave him.

“I’ll go check!” The red mist of your body disappeared for a few seconds before popping up, by startling him, when he was about to pull out the black and white uniform of his school- he nearly slammed the closet door open.

“Miss. Inko is up and making breakfast! I think it’s—” Your body swished away again, allowing him to place his middle school uniform on the bed and travel out of his room to the bathroom where he peeked past the corner, to see where you are.

Though Inko was unaware of your presence- she couldn’t see you- the mother knew (y/n) existed. She’s always known.

On the corner of your vision, you fluttered to his side once he entered the bathroom, where the boy had started to brush his teeth. “She’s making bacon again.” The bored tone of your voice rung through the bathroom, however with a foamy white toothbrush hanging downwards as it dripped paste in clumpy bits, Izuku didn’t bother with even responding because he still remembers the last time he argued with them.

Although he didn’t look behind him, the boy looked up to see the reflective glass.

He remembers—no, that’s wrong— Izuku can discern the empty temperature of your misty hand resting on his shoulder. Whether he can’t (and might never) see you eye to eye in the mirror of his home, he knows your always there: watching, listening, and observing, each and every situation that is presented in front of him.

In a way, it’s kind of reassuring.

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“Hurry! Hurry!” Though he doesn’t know where certain personality traits of yours came from, Izuku really needs to “Hurry!”  out of the apartment door so he can get to school. Although that school has no benefit for him and his dreams, he still needs to go it.

On the way, your endless chatter filled his ears where the boy subtly forgot about the upcoming day where all he does is anxiously grip his bag and hide himself under the chaos that is his homeroom classroom.

At least a few exciting things happened this morning! Like, take for example being able to watch a new hero’s debut (and record even more facts about how you regard ‘thief’ demons to be the equivalent of a filthy gutter cramped to the brim with overweight pigs)!

Oh, and let’s not forget that his homeroom teacher is a goddamn asshole. Jeez, if he was brave enough—and had a quirk- then he could’ve easily shoved the pole, that was metaphorically hanging out of his teacher’s asshole, upwards.

Letting his bag drop after laxly sitting in the cheap plastic chair of the middle school, Izuku could only predict the events that could happen today.

Though what he didn’t expect is the flailing quirks to erupt around him as y/n cloaked themselves around the backside of his torso and rested their chin on top of the endangered thick forest that was indeed his hair.

(He always brushes off your ‘if you didn’t brush your hair when its wet, then it wouldn’t be so curly’ comments, however, there might be some truth in it.)

With the flying papers scattering similarly to shit hitting a fan, he could feel a short, but overwhelming tension snaking itself through pubescent boy like a rattle snake hitting a traditional drum where the vibrations rumbled through his body.

It didn’t quiet down even when the homeroom teacher decided to call him out on applying to the one, the only, best heroics high school ever: Yueei High school!

Though Izuku expected his peers to laugh in his face as he wormed his way back into his arms, the low hiss of his misty friend as what (y/n) would call “the scummy filth of society” would inch closer and closer to his body in an uncomfortable way before Bakugou (or as (y/n) cringes every time Izuku cries out that annoying “Kacchan!” nickname), shouts at the ‘extras’ in the room that nobody can take his pristine and ‘mighty’, 1# Pro-hero throne.

Well…if it isn’t for the fact that you always exclaim that Bakugo has a golden spoon shoved so high—

A smoking calloused hand interrupted the green haired boy from his retreating thoughts. “HUH? YOU THINK YOU CAN GET INTO THE HERO COURSE, DEKU?” With that crude mouth of his, almost every fibre of Izuku’s weak being held back from pushing himself up from the ground and scooping the shit, from the metaphorical golden spoon stuck up Bakugo’s ass, straight into the flaxen haired boy’s mouth.

But he wouldn’t.

So, he sat there and got thrown around- took every single last shred of Bakugou’s pointless trash talk about him being an “useless Deku” and even let his hero analysis notebook be tossed out of the window, that he was coincidentally grovelling to Bakugou under.

To say he was scared or absolutely horrified when Bakugou said that he should “take a swan dive off of a roof and hope that in his next life he could get a quirk” was an understatement.

(What would Bakugou do if he did it?)

Though when he was about to be grabbed by the cusp of his collar, a corded slither of something delved into his body and released a blood curdling scream where a blinding red light enveloped his vision allowing a second to follow where he pushed through back into his body to shout “don’t touch me!” in retaliation to the bullies and (y/n), where one group scrambled away from him and the alternate whisked away into thin air.

I’m sure you can figure out who did what.

When picking himself up from the ground, (after who knows how many minutes) the green-eyed boy felt his eyes frantically chasing after a target which had left ages ago. 

Though with a shaky pause in between stuffing his notebooks within his bag and keeping (y/n) in his peripheral vision, once he exited the building, only to find his damaged notebook in a koi pond, Izuku retrieved the book from the nibbling and greedy fish to find that Lady luck had graced his book’s pages to be still intact.  

(Thank Allmight that plastic covers exist…)

“I’m sorry your notebook got thrown into a pond…” Murmured (y/n) as they swirled in front of him, although most of their body was manifested as a thick fog of vermillion. Although he could always make out small gloppy objects trying to imitate certain features of the human body, take for example the inky clobbered mud-like feet.

“Why are you apologising? You nearly got us killed…” Something undiscovered flew into his speech like it was…meant to.

“I know.”

He knows that (y/n) knows exactly what happens when that takes place. He hopes they know how invasive it felt when the millisecond of the event was comparable to those ‘out of body experiences’ or something similar to those.

“Remember what they do to thief demons?”

Yes, his demon, his protector, knows exactly could happen to both him and them, if (y/n) became a thief demon.

And Izuku wishes that would never happen.

Taglist: 

@glitterfreezed, @miriobaby, @sweater-weather-seven, @nyanyabisjjj, @quietlegends, @dragonsdreamoffire​, @candybabey, @honeylavender13​​

CREDITS: 

All content and art used within this story belongs to their respective owners. PLAGARISM WILL NOT BE TOLERATED! 

Art credits: Dorki-C and @glitterfreezed​

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[dorki-c]

Stolen Cornflakes

Characters: Fem! Reader & Class 1-A

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya X reader (but doesn’t have much effect on the story)

Tw: Tad bit of swearing but other than that, its a silly fic <3

A/n: As much as I adore Izubby, I just needed an excuse to write a small fluff bit of him and reader in a crack fic.

The bleary light of a diffused grey and blue sky didn’t dust through the cartoonish styled curtains casting a stale shadow across the rows of squeaky-clean figurines and the snoozing couple underneath the customized hero blanket.

Seconds languidly turned to minutes, before a weird bizzt sound erupted from an unknown source within the room and in result, two (e/c) eyes busted open like a morning flower greeting the world.

(Y/n) knew this alarm far too well.

The soft rumbling somebodies endless void of a stomach, also, knew this alarm far too well.

And to top it off, Izuku hated this alarm.

“Izu…” Arms of the person behind her made their claim when squeezing ever so tightly around the female’s waist. Wiggling against the human cage, low grumbles where a shoved in fluff pile of green strands plopped onto the warm area of a shoulder.

She isn’t letting Izuku hold her back from breakfast.

“Izuku.”

Grabbing the cusp of the cage, nimble fingers attempted to pull apart the scarred digits locked together, however (y/n) underestimated the power behind them.

“No.”

Pulling their bodies even closer, (y/n)’s shoulder blades attempted to push or deter the progress of Izuku winning this morning’s war.

“Yes.”

It wasn’t fair! All you wanted was a nice cup of coffee and your breakfast, but Izuku was making it impossible by being fucking adorable.

“No.”

He knew he weighed heavier than you, so it was realistically unachievable for (y/n) to squirm out of Izuku’s grasp, even if she twisted, pushed, and kicked at her lover’s legs— (y/n) knew she couldn’t win this battle with brute strength alone.

“Lemme—” Izuku knew (y/n) could sense the slow upturn of his lips, “Get—” However, he didn’t sense her arms breaking free of his cage, “My—” and gripping the headboard in such fury, “Food!” that once her head was lifted from the plush pillow, the female twisted her wrists and hips to the left side of the bed that it threw Izuku off guard—causing his makeshift arm prison to be shook off- and allowed (y/n) to sloppily exit the bed.

Nonetheless, when brute strength didn’t win, it was only the matter of making his girlfriend give into the temptation of his puppy dog eyes, pouty lips, and the irresistible whine of her name, that always lured the female back into his arms.

(That has a 95% efficiency of working, and it seems that today would be the remaining 5% of not working.)

“(Y/n), please…” As the male watched the female put on her exercising clothes, he knows its too late to stop her now, so all he’s able to do is groan “It’s like you’re cheating on me with your cornflakes…” where in response; there’s a pause, then an amused snort of “Honey, you cheat on me with the infirmary beds— So, don’t go there.” Before a small smooch of love was placed on his cheek and the only thing that he hears afterwards, is his room’s door shutting on itself.

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It takes a few more seconds for him to fully awake to someone’s shout of “WHO THE FUCK ATE THE CORNFLAKE’S!” at the top of their lung’s, in which Izuku assumes that’s your voice, where he hears another feminine voice of “WAIT-- IS OUR CORNFLAKE’S GONE?!” Izuku could only think that could be Uraraka’s voice.

Even though the voices calmed down in volume, thanks to Iida of course, there was a high-pitched scream and another person that said something like…what was it, again?

Something like “they’ve gone feral!” before it went deathly silent.

(Has reality turned into the apocalypse?)

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For the rest of the day, most people strayed away from (y/n) and Uraraka, mostly out of fear that since their breakfast was stolen from them- right, under their noses-, where there was a short snippet of Tokoyami informing the rest of the class that their ‘spirits’ are emitting a ‘dark aura’ which cannot be ‘tamed’, unless they were ‘cured’ with the ‘blessing’ of Kellogg Cornflakes.

Here’s basic translation of what he meant: (Y/n) and Uraraka are equipped for the hunt.

Whilst some people shrugged it off, the majority of the class see those blood thirsty eyes watching, inspecting, and psychologically analysing each and every one of their movements.

(Ah shit, class 1-A is in rigor mortis at this point.)

To say Izuku and maybe a few other people were scared, that would be an understatement in their enrolment to UA.

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Usually (y/n) walks with Izuku down to the cafeteria.

Nope, not today.

Within the peripheral range of class 1-A’s eyes, as soon as the bell rings, the two girls seemed to already reach the door before disappearing into the parade that is a high school’s hallway.

It wasn’t until Iida, Izuku, and Shoto arrived at their usual table where Uraraka, Tsuyu, and (y/n) sat, that they, too, saw what Tokoyami meant by ‘dark aura’- the usually chill, easy-going friend they had was consumed by the pit fires of hell.

(WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO HER?!?!)

“We don’t know who it is, but when we find out,” Uraraka started out the conversation with Tsuyu as (Y/n) sat in between them texting- the loud, ear wrenching pressing of multiple places on her phone (using only her nails) was heard from the opposite side of the table.

“Uraraka and Tsu, we got ‘em.”

The smile they displayed was something out of a horror movie.

“Who did you get…?” Iida was the bravest one to ask.

(May God bless him in heaven. Amen.)

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Misty, suffocating air greeted the majority of Class 1-A where the whole common room was shed in darkest, except the lounge area- but the couches were nowhere to be seen, instead there was a large kiddie sized pool filled with cats meowing alongside Aizawa sleeping in the middle and Shinsou sitting on a chair with Tsuyu, Uraraka, and (y/n), wearing police officer uniforms with pitch black sunglasses and armed with black baton in their hands, backing him up.

(When did they get those uniforms?)

“H-hey Kirishima?”

Izuku was lost, scared, and tired. All he wanted was to cuddle with his girlfriend, but (y/n) looks like she might bury him six feet under if she doesn’t figure who ate her Kellogg Cornflakes.

“Yeah man?”

For some reason Kirishima was wearing similar sunglasses to the makeshift police of 1-A and he was sitting in the kiddie pool with cats laying on top of his thighs where he honoured a pin saying, “the feline species are superior”.

“Umm…D-do you know what’s going on?”

Kirishima paused, then raised his hand to pet a cat.

(He looks oddly at peace…)

“Shinsou is helping the girls interrogate who stole their breakfast this morning, if you answer correctly then you get to sit in this pool!”

And so Izuku did as Kirishima suggested him to do.

“You are going to be put under my quirk in order pass the test.” Said Shinsou.

Okay… that sounds awfully suspicious. But Izuku still nodded and said yes, before feeling the familiar sensation of Shinsou’s quirk wash over him.

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“Did you eat the Kelloggs Cornflakes?”

(He’s sure he hasn’t.)

“No.” His voice was bland of emotion before breaking out of his temporary brainwash, then given a pair of black sunglasses and the same pin that Kirishima wore.

“You are free to sit in the kiddie pool if you want to. Otherwise, thank you for not being a traitor.” The girls say in unison.

(WHAT FALSE EARTH DOES HE LIVE ON?)

Though once Izuku sat down in the kiddie pool next to Kirishima, all of his fears, worries, and doubts soon vanished under the cover of the feline species (which are superior).

Something along the lines of “BATTER UP BITCHES, WE HAVE A GRAPE TO CATCH” was heard a moment later.

Screams of help? No, we don’t know her.

All we know is that you should never touch somebodies Kellogg Cornflakes.

Amen.

Taglist: 

@quietlegends, @izukubabe, @nyanyabisjjj, @glitterfreezed, @sweater-weather-seven

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[dorki-c]

My Guardian Demon: Chapter 1 Part 4: Unrealistic doesn’t mean it’s impossible.

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya X (Reader)

Rating 16+

TW: Swearing  

PROMPT QUESTION FOR THIS STORY ARC: Are all demon’s ‘bad’?

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“—The spike of thief demons has---” Nope.

Click.

“—The increase of contractor---” Nope.

Click.

“—Demon therapeutic practice cases are decreasing the amount of—” Oh hell no!

Click.

Turning off the television within the apartment, Izuku watched as (y/n) dramatically slid down the couch in boredom. Glancing to the three open windows paired with an additional two fans blowing cool air into the warm apartment, Izuku doesn’t make much of a reaction at how his demon is feeling.

I mean who can blame them? It's quite warm- regardless of what the weather forecast has been reporting- nobody could’ve thought that a heatwave would’ve come early into the year.

“Jeez, why do those annoying contractor demons have to exist…” Muttered (y/n) as they opted to float towards the window to look at the colourless sky (in comparison to Izuku’s developed vision).

Although the day had started in a very boring manner, once he had arrived home from his morning training with All Might (coupled with a thirty-minute long complaining session from his demon that he should “take better care of himself, instead of pushing himself!”), the green-haired boy decided to lounge on the couch after folding his and his mother’s clothes that were finished drying outside.

Even when the doorbell rang with excitement washing over Izuku. He knew that whatever had erupted in the wake of a new beginning, that the green-haired boy will most certainly be a part of it.

(However, let’s put this monologue to rest. The elephant in the room is here.)

For all that’s said and done, armed with a sharp box cutter- Izuku makes his move of revealing the loot- and don’t let me forget that it’s All Might merch.

“Jeez Izuku, you need to get this obsession under control.” Murmured (y/n), as they swished into his peripherals once more. Taking careful observation of how Izuku ignored his demon’s comment, he delicately takes each box out with precise care and stability to the point that it leaves the demon awestruck at his tentativeness.

“I mean, sure it's not bad to have something you like—” (y/n) paused in order to dig up a more suitable word choice, “—but, there are some things where you need to save up for.”

Even amidst the one-sided conversation, which was cut short by (y/n) staring at the bronze age All Might, Izuku had also paid close observation of how his demon interacted with him.

He still remembers that one training session where even though he was dead tired of pulling both a fridge and his mentor, the slight encouragement from you had pushed him far enough to get up and try again!

(That goes without saying, All Might had asked Izuku to stay a bit longer to discuss the taboo subject of demons.)

“Young Midoriya, are you aware of auras?”

Seeing as talking a demon into existence is outrageously disrespectful, Izuku was shocked at the revelation of hearing All Might (out of anybody else) talk so openly about it!

Squeaking a meek “yes” in hopes that All Might doesn’t continue this conversation (but he still does), the adult turned to face his successor to utter a phrase the child will never forget.

“Then why is your demon’s aura pulsating so dangerously?”

That definitely left Izuku flabbergasted.

And now looking back at it, why is his demon so protective of him?

(He’ll never know, I guess?)

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“Izuku, you know I can’t see normal colours.” Lamented the red demon as they lean on his shoulder to kill time and be comfortable.

Just as the green-haired boy inspected the bronze age All Might figure and ready to put it on one of his many shelves, he paused before asking (y/n) “Why do you like this figure?”

“That’s a vague question.”

Izuku deadpanned at his demon’s answer.

(Really (y/n)? Really?)

“Okay! Okay! I’ll answer your silly question!” If anything, you’re the one with the silly questions.

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“I like the design, I guess!” Shrugging their shoulders, taking a pause to look at the rest of the figures, the demon settled on picking that one as their favourite.

(By 'that' one, it's the bronze age figure.)

“Plus… it doesn’t look as flashy as the others.” 

“What’s wrong with looking flashy!”

“A lot of things.”

That argument did not end for a long time. I can tell you that!

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“Wait-- what time is it?” Another yawn escaped Izuku’s mouth before he covered it with a hand of his.

The dusky night setting where only one lamp was emitting a soft after hour glow smudged onto a page of multiple scribbles and notes, the pencil of his noted the new interests of (y/n) in delicate detail with few errors in his vocabulary.

Taking an eye off the notebook, leaning back in his chair before swerving around to see the digital clock, vermillion numbers glowered at him to reveal it was ‘8:43’ pm.

“It’s around 8:40 pm, (Y/n). Why do you need to know?” The demon’s slumped form sprung up in alarm, emitting more hazy fog to flood out them. That was strange…Izuku has never seen (y/n) so anxious about the time.

“The show is gonna start soon!!” Cried (y/n), which lead to his demon gripping him on his free arm and tugging as hard as they can to exit his room.

Even if demons have a unique sense of individuality, I wonder why people perceive them as being bad?

Isn’t it naïve to consider a ‘figment’ of our minds to be labelled something as vague as ‘bad’?

Even if said figment can easily destroy you from the inside out like miasma or possess the demon’s host in hopes of protecting them from outside danger.

Is possessing somebody out of protecting them, cruel or righteous? Is it wrong or right?

(Izuku doesn’t have the ethical mindset to process his thoughts, so he lets (y/n) force him down on the couch and watch his demon’s newest fascination of American Horror Story.)

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As always, Izuku seemed to leave the curtains cracked a little open to allow his demon to gaze upon the glittery fabric of a darkened atmosphere.

The crater embellished in the fabric was held stationary to grant permission for the creature to gaze upon it for one of the few nights in the month, as trees locked their gazes at the rock and the illuminations of manmade stars stilled in the moment of time.

And for a moment, (y/n) wondered upon these manmade stars if they could be human.

(Or something close to being human! Though…as cheerful as it sounds; the only way they could be a human is becoming a thief demon.)

But only for a moment they wondered about it.

(And may a divine deity forbid them from thinking about it.)

There’s no room in this house of memories to bring greedy thoughts of freedom into it. However, there is room to ensure that the demon’s companion is safe.

(At least he’s safe now…)

(The demon does worry a lot, but at this point, its quite natural for them to worry about everything when growing up with Izuku.)

Glancing back at the dozing green-haired teenager, the demon sighed.

They couldn’t help releasing a sigh—not because they were relieved— but of the new dangers that may come alongside a quirk and having people to trust for once.

Letting their weightless form ghost towards the edge of Izuku’s bed, with protective intent as clear as the moon in the sky, (y/n) had made note of his serenity etched into the expression of glued tight eyelids with transparent drool beginning its slug trail down his chin and onto the flashy hero pillow.

(If you want to go into detail, it’s an All Might pillow.)

Speaking of heroes, why does Izuku really want to become one? (Y/n) has never seen a moral point to a hero’s duty—other than acquiring fame and money--, so why bother spending three years of your life contributing to a corrupt cause where it eats up your lifespan like a toddler munching on diabetes ridden lollipops.

Sure, (y/n) doesn’t like hero society.

(It’s practically fucked up, what else can they say?)

“Izuku, why do you want to become a hero?” But they don’t hate Izuku’s dream…

(I think…)

“Is it for fame?” They all have unrealistic dreams.

(The demon was speaking out into the void. That’s no surprise, it’s always been like that.)

“Is it for glory?” But that’s what dreams are. They are unrealistic.

(Is the demon right or wrong?)

“Is it for something else?” The demon had an unrealistic dream, so why can’t Izuku have an unrealistic dream?

(Unless both of their dreams weren’t unrealistic.)

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The Rising Sun is...

Relationship: Prohero! Izuku Midoriya X Prohero! (Reader)

TW: Implied death, implied harassment, ANGST 

A/n: It feels good to release an Izuku X Reader oneshot THAT ISNT MGD! So I’m hoping everyone is happy as I am XD ANYWAYS!!! ENJOY THE ANGST RIDE!!! :) (I know I will!)

Special mention: @candybabey! The reason why I’m mentioning my sweet Candy is that she came up to me with an idea about doing a Collab piece together about implied deaths and overall helped me get my shit together and not write about mgd for once and shush up about it! BUT AS WELL AS one of her oneshots that she did ALSO really really inspired me to no ends that I spent who knows how much time brainstorming about how I could write this with her! SO THANK YOU CANDY!!!! ILY LOTS! <3

Tap, tap, tappity—tap! Went the loose dribbles of rainwater stuck on white, cheap pipes that crawled the apartment building like a spider going up the water sprout, and out came the rain to wash all it down!

(Though, nothing washes downwards like he did on that fateful day.)

Photo albums never replace the memories you shared with people of the past, so why should you feel jealous that one moment he was physically next to you and the next he was…

Never mind— You don’t need to say the obvious.

It was hard enough to swallow the pill of reality, much less let pain-stricken torment whisper softly “it was your fault” in the front of your mind.

Though as water drips downwards, so does your grip on having stable emotions slip.

(The rising sun is… something you don’t want to describe.)

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Why do people exist?

If it wasn’t for all the hustle and bustle, then it’s the curious glances of “who are they” or “I’ve seen you on television”, but god forbids a soul who mentions that you were his (s/o).

(May the unfortunate travellers, who ask that question, live an eternity in the ninth circle of hell.)

And why do they have to be here, of all places?

This was a place of mourning- for crying out loud!

(Not even the waterproof mascara as black as sin could mask your emotions.)

Tilting your head towards the marble walkway in hopes of ignoring the masses eying your manners, it wasn’t till you placed his favourite flowers on the pristinely marble cut gravestone marked delicately with his name that you almost- just almost- had to raise a black gloved hand to wipe away whatever emotion that was leaking through your eyes.

It seems you needed time to yourself. But you highly doubt anybody would give you the time to mourn.

Hero work was a bitch and paparazzi was the gasoline that fuelled hero work to take a drastic turn.

(The rising sun is now the resting moon.)

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Quiet screams of your world slipping past the same fingertips that were only grazing the surface of earth-bound beliefs, the comfort of lost accommodation dwindled down to enigmatic reasoning to stay in bed a little more.

Curtains pulled strictly towards each other to ignore the warmth of familiar limelight biting the crevasses of a darkened home, it derailed you from reaching out to the bumbling boisterous mobile object interrupting gloomy serenity wrapping itself around every inch of your body.

Which begged the question: why are they interrupting your mourning?

Even if you weren’t bothered about who it was, what you are bothered about is why they are interrupting you.

First it was the paparazzi taking photos of you everywhere you went, then the hero commission just had to host a public funeral, and now calling you on your off time of mourning?

God damnit all to hell!

Why did this have to happen?

Why is the memory photographs reminding you too much of him?

Why was the rising sun symbolically as beautiful as he was?

When it rose from the ashes, the land was sun kissed with a new blessing of hope covered from head to toe of darkened freckles from childhood to patriotic slashes of victory marring hills of muscle built from adolescence, as it graced an otherworldly body to be used as a puppet to fight for what’s right in order to freshly paint the sky a new coat of blue in adulthood.

Why did the rising sun become the resting moon only to haunt the crevasses of your eyes?

(If only we knew the answer to what the rising sun is.)

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Happy birthday in a hospital bed

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya X Reader

Gift: @nyanyabisjjj Keep being as amazing as you always are! I can’t wait for more interactions with you <3 Dorki

A/N: Yes, I did a double update because I needed to ALSO have a break off on Friday (it seems XD) and YES, I MADE ANOTHER FIC ABOUT IZUBBY IN A HOSPITAL BED BECAUSE IZUKU X HOSPITAL BED IS THE OTP!! (Lol, I’m gonna peace out cause I have 1 brain cell at this point XD)

Buzzing machines make your footsteps seem awfully quiet in comparison to their one-zero-one language.

Setting down the reckless child's birthday gift, you approached the window opposite to the door at the back left of the square room; sweeping it open wide enough, the city landscape stretched farther than you could reach.

Buildings staggered in time, not moving an inch as the mellow light of day rose from the deepest depths of the dark blue bed. White splattered explosions disappeared to another place as it was finally Saturday morning.

Paying no attention to gazing at the early rising birds below the window, (y/n) turned her attention to the slumbering boy.

She tried to be reasonable with herself, knowing that he'll probably not wake up till long after she's left. There's no point in fussing over his injuries after the battle. She knows this. But does he know she worries? The only noticeable limbs that have been wrapped were his arms and jaw. With that copy and pasted white gown flowing down his multi-coloured body, she took the material in hand and shifted the sleeves crumbling up around his neck down his arms.

Hopefully, that would ease him.

Her arm mindlessly pulled a chair from the corner next to his mechanical bed. From there on, one of the smaller sized teeth snuck out of their hiding hole to nip at the dry, chapped bottom lip as she observed her lover.

That, however, fell short, where the female soon succumbed to the urge to run her hand through the lush green fields crowning his head, even if her expression was entirely different to what she was feeling, she didn't noticed whose green eyes had opened up to until they shifted.

Retracting her hand like it was a primal instinct, (y/n) saw Izuku's eyes. "M-Morning!" With her greeting left behind, all she was left with was a scorching warmth blanketing her cheeks before settling down. Izuku was silent, too silent. Until he noticed the small gift next to the chair beside her.

"M-M-Morning..." Mumbled the hero in training. His face, however, was red as if he ate a hot tamale. "Um...it's your birthday, Izu." She quite literally plopped the birthday bag straight on his legs. "(Y/n)." Izuku lifted his mummy wrapped arms to indicate he can't open the gift. Chuckling at her silly forgetfulness, he watched her expression further. "Oh, yeah... I forgot, sorry." Biting her lip further she removed the bag from his legs and pulled the contents out. With a small smile encroaching into his lips, she continued listing off the things she got him.

Though something bothered him. You may not think he observes your facial expression, but he does. He notices that your too worried about to approach him like before. Though he doesn't know what he should do. With the shaky hands setting his gift down, green eyes watched his lover’s true expression reveal itself. "You worried me Izuku."

"I know. S-sorry about that."

"Then stop being so...rash. Got it?" He nodded with his eyes closing on themselves to allow you to plant two soft kisses over them. It was always a small reminder that she still cares about him.

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