#Izuku Midoryia x reader

[katsukikitten]

Izuku doesn't have many vices, mostly because he doesn't allow himself to indulge in any. Thinking them more as nasty habits or stains on his perfect PR record than anything else. Like headaches he'd rather avoid or didn't seem worth the bashing he'd receive from fans and haters online.

But that didn't mean he never indulged.

Especially with the weight of being the number one hero pressing down onto his broad shoulders, pushing him further into his sulking as he drapes himself over the smooth bar top. Half finished handle of liquor under his scarred palm, swirling the last dredges of the clear liquid inside as he thinks about ordering another.

Izuku was only here at this tiny lively bar in the small forgotten prefecture of Tokyo because Kaminari dragged him here. The electric blonde wasn't sure if Izuku had a girlfriend or not, he knew his occasional hero partner to be secretive about his love life which was the opposite of Kaminari who often advertised just how single he was. Denki dragged the hulking hero because Izuku needed to “live a little” and it was “cuffing season.”

Izuku didn't know what that meant.

Googling it is how he finds himself on the brink of a spiral with his perfectly white teeth sinking into the inside of his lip before his tongue laps at the metallic tang that floods his mouth.

It doesn't stop his teeth from sinking into tender flesh, it doesn't stop him from swallowing down more burning booze or sighing loudly.

He just can't stomach the thought of having to face his mother without a date during the holidays again this year. Don't mistake this concern for self pity nor vanity. Izuku is not the type of man who thinks he deserves to have people fawning at his feet, hell the man often grappled with feeling deserving of his given quirk on a daily basis more often than not.

But the way his mother looks when she opens the door, how her big smile drops the slightest when Izuku shows up and no one is there under his arm or holding his hand. Or awkwardly smiling as they meet his mom and Yagi-san for the first time even though they'd been dating for a good long while.

Izuku is just too busy, he doesn't mean to be, tried to board his PTO to take a long hiatus or two from work so he could dote on his partner.

But nothing was ever good enough.

He couldn't face that look of worry or concern from his mother, not again.

It wasn't for lack of trying on Izuku's part either, blind dates arranged by his mother or friends, even the agency! Dating app after dating app leading to dead ends or lack of intimacy leaving Izuku to feel hollow, desperate, enough to seek out other lonely heroes that wanted nothing more than sex.

Still he took everything seriously, maybe too seriously, and things just never worked out.

Yet the hopeless romantic in him never wavered and he thought he had one last shot at love when the hero agency set up an arrangement for a PR girlfriend to keep his ratings high. Izuku did everything in his power to make it work, to try to fall genuinely and deeply in love with the pretty woman who he shared his apartment with. Taking her on dates to places like the movies or to see the Sakura. Fucking her on his couch, in his car, over his dining room table after pushing away the dinner she made.

But each action only made him feel empty, more so than before. There was no spark between them, at least not on his end and Izuku couldn't stomach the idea of leading her on. Especially not when Izuku saw hearts forming in her eyes from more than just sex.

It ended in a mess when she confessed she loved him while straddling his lap and he went soft inside her. Fat tears threatening to fall that he blinks away before she gets up to slap him, he doesn't feel anything.

She breaks her fingers.

Breeching her contract that Izuku buys out when the agency threatens to sue her, the only time the commission head ever saw Izuku's bright emerald eyes narrow and darken.

He doesn't understand why he can't keep anyone around, he begins to think he is the problem.

That maybe his expectations were too high? Maybe he didn't devote enough time? Or maybe he really truly didn't feel anything when he was with any of the men and women he dated in the past save for one.

He expected love to be like the movies and of course Kaachan called him a dumb ass for it. That romantic sappy shit, movies that Izuku and Katsuki had watched curled together on Izuku's couch, “weren't fucking real.”

Only for the blonde traitor to move in with a woman he knew for less than six months when Katsuki kept telling Izuku it was too soon to move in with him despite them secretly fucking for a year and knowing each other all their lives.

Izuku finished the second half of his bottle.

His phone demands attention, chirping from the pocket of his jeans as Kamianri’s laugh echoes over the confined space. Izuku reads the banner on the illuminated glass, the text is from his mother.

Is it just you this year, honey?

Before a second one comes through.

Yagi is asking so we know to put the leaf in. We don't mind when you bring extra company. Kaachan and his girlfriend were a pleasant surprise last year.

But I'll be more than happy to just see my son.

Guilt floods his system, heavy in his chest that it forces a groan from his throat. Idle hand coming to clampe and squeeze harshly at the nape of his neck. Finger shaped bruises forming under thick digits in the hairline of his undercut, his emerald curls doing little to hide it. As the pain ebbs pleasantly down his spine he thinks to pat down his jeans seeking out the familiar rectangular outline before he slides off of the wobbling stool.

Pushing open the heavy door to the secluded alley with ease, mind sharp and feet steady as he looks around. Alcohol never had much effect on him due to his large stature and even larger metabolism leaving him to drink an obscene amount of booze before he felt a pleasant buzz. Tonight he hadn't had nearly enough to ease his shattered heart.

Jagged emerald eyes cut through the alley before he lets the tension in his shoulders release but not enough he'd be off guard. He remembers Stain and his legacy, he knows society still remembers the hero killer too. Knows that most heroes don't necessarily die in action but when they're most vulnerable. Throats slit while they were asleep, fucking, or stepping out into a dark alley in the middle of the night for a smoke.

The thought does little to soothe the aching need in his throat, to feel the burn that could dissolve the lump that sits uncomfortably behind his Adam's apple. Pulling out the half crushed pack of cigarettes and placing one between his lips. Dark orange lighter flickering to life as he rolls over the steel and flint before he takes a deep breath.

Only to instantly regret it.

Stale smoke clots his lungs and coats his tongue, still the acrid taste doesn't stop him from pulling another drag. Mind wandering far beyond where he stood, willing the smoke to smother his hopeless heart.

“Didn't you have a campaign ad against those?” You purr, watching the bulky man tense as his head snaps up to face you.

Izuku hadn't seen anything and his danger sense didn't go off when he surveyed the alley but it does now. A tingling in the soles of his feet as he looks up at you shrouded in the shadow of the neighboring building on the fire escape a foot or so next to his head. You jump down with ease and lean against the rough brick wall next to him. Close enough your elbows touch.

Watching the giant of a man fumble over the stick in his mouth making a cruel smile form on your own.

“Number one hero smoking, tsk tsk, what if I'm an impressionable young lady?” You giggle and it clings to Izuku's skin more than the stale smoke, he scoffs.

“You act as if you don't have a vice.” He glances down at you from the corner of his eye before tilting his head up to blow the smoke away from you.

“Everyone has a vice Mr Deku.” Brandishing your cherry tootsie pop you seemingly pull from thin air. Making a grand show of pocketing the bright red wrapper before popping it past glossy lips, eyes glued to the hero hiding outside the alley of the no name bar.

You imagined he'd be in uptown places, where the silverware was gold plated and a shot of patron was twenty dollars. Not here with the ripped leather seats held together with faded duct tape and cloudy glasses.

But here he stands in black jeans, a gray graphic tee with black sleeves from an undershirt rolled up past his thick forearms, smoking no less. The only expensive thing on him is his watch, it makes your fingers twitch.

You roll the sucker around in your mouth, letting it clink your teeth as you watch him, a harsh line for a mouth that smiled so brightly on the news this morning.

Did all heroes do this? Look pathetic in dark alleyways smoking overly stale cigarettes hoping no one sees them? He looks down at you with a calculated, cold gaze, if you were any other woman it would send a shiver down your spine. Especially from how it contrasts to his normally bright gemstone eyes now they looked clouded, jaded with unspoken emotion.

You think it serves him right, yet still your clawed hands bring out a pack of unopened cigarettes from the pocket of your oversized jacket tilting them towards the hero.

“Take these. Those have gotta be at least a year old. They don't make the packaging with the small warnings anymore.” You crinkle your nose at him, his normally doe like eyes narrow as they rove over you harshly before he quirks his brow.

It's kinda cute how bitchy he looks. You swat away the thought and he thinks he's bothering you with his smoke.

“I thought you didn't smoke.” He moves the stick further away from you.

“I don't. I lifted them off the electric blonde you came with. He's a terrible flirt you know.” Cat smile forming around the lollipop sick in your mouth, watching Izuku's eyes flash in warning, it makes you giggle, “Gonna arrest me?”

“Stealing is wrong.” He stubs out his half smoked cigarette, it disintegrates against the brick from its age and not the pressure he applies.

“So’s lyin.” A smiling retort as you shake the fresh pack at him, “I'll even pick your lucky.”

He looks down at his old ragged emergency pack with only the lucky looking back up at him. Bent and half broken from the argument he had with Katsuki almost a year ago about how Izuku couldn't stomach just sex anymore.

Looking up at you but before he can accept the offer you're already gently patting the pack against your palm, pulling the golden plastic that acts as a guide to take off the wrap from the box. Picking his lucky at random and flipping it upside down before you pass the pack to him. He sighs and takes the box, looks down at the fresh pack and looks back up at you. Sees your smug smile.

“Thanks. Going to black mail me now?” He decides he should have another since his first one was so awful. Pulling the dark orange lighter from his pocket to start a good ember.

“No, I think I've got enough collateral.” Flaunting his expensive, classy watch on your wrist. Well about mid forearm for you, “Secrets safe with me.”

Instinctually his broad palms slaps his wrist where his watch should be, as if he doesn't believe his eyes. Glancing back up at you again wholly expecting you to be already at the mouth of the alley but you stay close to him. Well within arms reach and step closer to him still.

He blows the smoke up into the sky again, keeps the cigarette on the opposite side of you.

“I've got more expensive ones in my apartment.” He comments it almost comes off flirty until you see how sad his emerald eyes look. Izuku wants to ‘be a man', wants to take you home and fuck the brains out of your pretty head but his heart swells in agony, he sighs out more smoke.

“Is this you trying to take me home? Ooo so heroes do have one night stands!” A teasing nudge to his ribs, he doesn't even budge, just moves the burning stick up higher so the smoke won't stick to you.

“I don't do one night stands.”

“Then why invite me to see your expensive watch collection hmm? Tryin to get me to steal your heart instead?”

“Maybe I am.” His gaze flickers to you again, holding your eyes as his lids are at half mast.

Did anyone even know the number one hero could give fuck me eyes?

“Steal my heart, be my girlfriend.” He looks down at you, sees what he registers as panic, “Just through the holidays.”

You blink up at him for a moment as he studies you. Drinks in how those black skinny jeans cling to your thick legs, how the fishnets do little to keep his thoughts pure and that little lingerie you wore as a top had his dick twitching. Left fist clenching when his eyes look over a man's leather jacket on your broad shoulders.

He thought about all the jackets he owned so he could replace the well worn garment on your shoulders with his own.

“I'll pay you.” Taking a long drag, feeling desperation claw up his throat competing with the burn of nicotine, “Pay you a lot more than what that watch is worth.”

The idea of it makes you laugh loudly, the pretty sound echoing around the alley as you grip onto his forearm for stability. He had to be fucking drunk, there was no way he was asking a theif to be his fake girlfriend, what was this a shojo manga?

But when you look up at him and see his freckled cheeks flush with embarrassment you swallow down the rest of your mirth.

“Oh you're serious.” Pulling the cherry sucker from your mouth, letting your lips pop around it lewdly, Izuku watches with close emerald eyes his mind wandering down places it shouldn't, especially not with a woman he's just met. Still thick digits twitch as he tries not to palm himself roughly.

“What the number one hero can't get a girlfriend?” You deadpan and this time it's his turn to laugh except there isn't any joy in it.

“Ha. No. Haven't you heard? I'm too much of a ‘fucking nerd.’ Guess Kaachan was right.” He stubs out his cigarette before pocketing the butt since there was no tray in the back alley.

His admission gives you pause, pressing the cherry confection back on your tongue roughly before you pull it into your mouth taking it from manicured nails. Pushing the sucker to poke out your cheek making Izuku's long lashes flutter.

“Kaachan?’ You giggle, looking up as you move the sucker from one side of your mouth to the other with your tongue. Hard candy clacking against your teeth, “You mean Katsuki? That's Dynamight’s given name right?”

Shit shit shit! He hadn't meant to call him that! How did you figure it out so quickly!

“Oh! Oh please don't say anything!” He looks mortified and you watch his cheeks turn as red as your tongue.

“Don't worry Zuzu. Your secret is safe with me.” Crunching down on the last thin layer before the taste of chocolate coats your tongue swallowing the Tootsie roll and Izuku watches your Adam's apple bob while his mind swirls with dirty thoughts.

Thoughts so dirty he almost misses you add,

“Gonna need bigger pay to keep quiet.” Nails tapping his watch, “Sides can't say I'll be a good girlfriend. I hate everything after Halloween. My birthday included.”

“What? Everyone loves the holidays!” He's shocked you've said that and you shake your head.

“No, everyone with good or whole families love the holidays.” You correct and he looks down at you with a frown. Already you pick up on a habit of his, teeth worrying the inside of his lip as he thinks, “I currently have neither.”

“Oh I'm-”

“Don't. I don't need the mighty hero’s pity.” You scoff, sounding a little jaded before you fix your face, turning to a joke as another smile pulls at your pretty lips, “Not when I can take his money instead.”

“Cute.” He scoffs sarcastically, still he can't deny the flutter in his stomach.

“You're kinda bitchy ya know that?” You smile, “The media makes you out to be Prince Charming.”

“I don't look like Prince Charming?” He gestures to himself and you laugh loudly again. He can't help the heat that creeps up his throat.

“Bet you fuck like Prince Charming too. All vanilla and boring.” Struggling to stifle yet another giggle.

“If you accept the offer to be my girlfriend you can find out if that's true or not.” Quickly his demeanor changes, emerald eyes darkening as they slowly drag up and down your body with a sinful gaze. The sight of him looking down his nose at you makes your stomach clench. You shouldn't be considering his offer now from one intense gaze. A hero and a morally gray person never worked out and it was only a matter of time before your thievery caught up with. You really shouldn't but you know what they say.

Curiosity killed the cat

“Fine. I'll be your little girlfriend til new years. When do we start?”

“Tonight.” He leans close letting his large hand slide down your forearm to your wrist til his fingers are lacing with yours, “It's so late, I really should get you home, shouldn't I baby?”

Emerald eyes sparkling with promise that he planned to devour you whole the second the two of you stepped foot into his penthouse apartment.

“Yes, you should. It is so very late."

“Oh my god IZUKUUUUU fuck fuck fuck!” You scream as you grind onto his handsome face, cumming on his skilled tongue for the umpteenth time in the half an hour you've been in his apartment. Mauve nails around his throat as you choke him slightly, shamelessly riding his face to prolong your high, not that he would dare interrupt it. Groaning loudly under you as he slowly yanks at his fat long cock that leaks with pre. Hungry eyes watching him as you let out another breathy moan.

“Fuck and you've never had a girlfriend before?” he laughs in your cunt at your question. Strong hands coming to lift you off his face with ease so you can hear him better.

“I know I said I was a nerd but I never said I was a virgin.” Before he roughly adjusts you back on his cute freckled face, slurping your clit roughly as mock punishment for interrupting him. Your eyes cross and your thighs squeeze his head.

“Fuck.” You whine and he's rewarded with more of your slick as you cum again, Izuku already decided that he loves how you whine curses for him. Feels you start to slump from the pleasure as your body melts, offering you his hand to support you better as you grind into his face before you can't anymore.

Before this insatiable man lifts you with ease, flipping you onto your back when the needle of the record player hits the center of the vinyl. Pressing you into the dark couch with his pelvis as he wets his cock by grinding into your sticky folds, making you gasp out like he wants before he's gently cradling your throat, slipping his tongue into your open mouth as he groans.

“We taste so good together.” He growls, the sound makes you see stars, especially as his fat cock head nudges against your abused clit. Catching your fluttering entrance and it makes you both shudder before he angles himself properly. Slowly sinking in and watching your face for any signs of pain or displeasure. Watching your eyes roll with each passing moment before he rested against you. Giving slow, rough thrusts that grind down into your clit that have your hands shaking at his back as claws struggle to find purchase in his skin.

“And you're telling me these girls didn't stay for the dick either? Fuck Izuku!!!!” Arching your back, if you weren't careful you'd become addicted to him, your question makes him hide his face into your throat.

“Guess sex isn't enough.” He mumbles against your tacky skin.

“That or you're not telling me something.” You gasp at the end, when he keeps hitting that spot and makes you cum each time. Makes a deep tension in you dissipate until you feel as if you're floating, you wouldn't be able to speak much longer.

He thinks you'll pull away but instead you thread your fingers into his sweaty curls to bring his face to yours. To look deep into his eyes even if you struggle before you seal your lips with his. Letting your tongue slide over his until you moan his name into his mouth.

“Oh fuck Izuku, you have to cum in me now. Fuck fuck you're throbbing.” Your cunt clamps down on him at the thought of his warm seed spilling into your milking cunt. He pants over you, still keeping that steady slow roll of his hips but how you squeeze him makes him insane. Makes his hips finally speed up before his pace turns sloppy.

His moans turning into loud grunts as he fucks you with enough vigor the legs of the couch scrape against the expensive hardwoods until he's cupping your throat again but never squeezes. Looking down at you and you don't dare look away as you watch his long lashes flutter, the sight makes the coil in your stomach snap again. Feel him paint your cunt in pearly strings of white before he slowly lowers himself on shaking arms, giving your throat a tender squeeze before he rests his head in the crook of your throat, he hadn't intended for the two of you to fuck already. Hell he didn't even mean to rip off your jeans and set you on his face so he could show you that he really wasn't boring.

And he sure as fuck didn't meant to fill up your pretty cunt with his spend.

“What are you doing to me?” He pants playfully, kissing at your thudding pulse point.

“Stealing your heart, remember?” A breathless giggle as the two of you lie like that until his cock begins to soften. He sighs, slowly gets to his feet before he's lifting you into his arms, it makes your cheeks warm, especially when you look down at the soaked fabric of the sofa.

“I think we ruined your couch.” He laughs at your joke.

“Ts fine, the covers are machine washable.” He nudges his nose into your cheek and you giggle before he's setting you on the edge of the tub as he starts the shower for you.

“Here's how to adjust the water temp if you need it hotter. Most women love it scalding.” He takes a step back, moving to grab for a fresh towel for you. You try not to let your heart sink when you realize he isn't going to join you.

“Oh a real casanova huh?” He rolls his eyes at your playful jab before he steps into his bedroom to give you privacy for the time being. Fishing out a T-shirt and clean boxers for both himself and you to sleep in. Laying yours out on the bed as he smells his body wash float from under the snowy glass door. It makes him smile as he thinks of how you'll smell like him until he takes you to gather your things from your place tomorrow, that or he'll buy you whatever you want or need.

For now he'll relish the idea that you, his fake girlfriend, gets to smell like him, your fake boyfriend.

After awhile you come into the room, clean and pristine, movement catching Izuku's eye of course. When you meet his eyes you smile, give a little twirl.

“It's Chanel.” Letting your fingers adjust the hem of the regular cotton towel and Izuku laughs.

“Is it? Lemme see.” He rises, holds your hand to twirl you again as he looks down at you with a smile, “Perfect fit.”

“Thank you.” You giggle again, feeling shy for the first time under his heavy gaze. Watching the corner of his lips tilt upward before he points out the clothes he left out for you and slips into the bathroom. Surprisingly you don't hear the lock click to the door, Izuku was either far too trusting or he truly did not see you as a threat to his life.

Quick to change into the oversized, old shirt and boxers before you take this opportunity to explore his penthouse now that the six foot four man wasn't pressing himself up against you.

Tiptoeing out of his room even if you knew you didn't need to, whetting your curiosity first with the living room that was adorned with ceiling to floor windows to the left when you first came in. Your breath fogging the window as you look over the cityscape. A snaking inky black cuts through the bright lights, the wide river bed reflecting the lights back in swirling currents giving the scene the stars the sky lacks.

Even this late at night the prefecture is teaming with life, you wonder if it's exhausting for him. To sonder over the lives that carry out beneath his feet. If he wonders if he can save them all.

If he knows he can't.

The needle of the record player bumps against the middle of the vinyl again pulling you from your thoughts.

“Oh.” You squeak, tiptoeing to the old thing and gently lifting the arm. Finding the album cover and slipping the vinyl in with ease before shutting off the player. Eyes quick to find the empty spot on the wall to where the album goes.

Not on the shelves under the player, no those were jam-packed with composition notebooks unlabeled making your curious fingers twitch. The album belongs up on the wall with the rest of them that he organized beautifully. Each piece placed perfectly to compliment each piece of art so that it could be viewed individually or if you stood back you could see it as something whole.

Standing on tiptoes to return its album art facing forward. Taking a step or two back to appreciate it before the notebooks whisper to you.

Slipping one from the shelves, it's filled margin to margin with text about the albums. The notations were meticulously detailed reminding you of placards at museums or art exhibits. Finding the corresponding piece, staring up at the art before your eyes flicker down to the notes.

…when the music swells it squeezes my heart, the lyrics were chosen carefully bringing tears to my eyes. It's haunting how relatable it is to wonder if I'll get a perfect love and if I do that I'm deserving….

You swallow thickly, know you'll get swallowed up by this notebook that you didn't have the time to dissect, especially not with the limited amount of time you had. It felt akin to a diary, something you shouldn't be reading. Normally that wouldn't discourage you, wouldn't have your fingers slowly shutting the book. Normally you'd devour as much as you could with an excuse on why you weren't where you were supposed to be on the tip of your tongue.

For now you return it to the shelf.

Feet carrying you across the cool hardwood to the open concept kitchen that over looks the living room with the album art, expensive couch and the TV. The large waterfall island made of marble, clean and smooth save for a few scattered pieces of Izuku's life he hadn't yet tidied away like the rest of the apartment.

Another notebook, a theme it seems, lying open. A sketch of a hero on the left with text surrounding them before paragraphs of text and few bullet points to the page on the right again in Izuku's slightly messy handwriting. As if his hand cannot keep up with his brain.

Snow Fall - similar to Shouto’s ice quirk…

“Beloved?” Izuku's voice calls gently from down the hall, you tear your eyes away from the notebook and quickly open a few cabinets before you find a glass and fill it from the tap.

“M coming! Just needed water.” Heading back to huge bedroom, smiling devilishly when you find Izuku.

Seeing his body better in the light of the bedroom. Scarred, thick with muscle and soft freckles kissing almost every inch of his skin. The tan spots giving extra attention to his Adonis belt that leads to his fat cock. It makes your cunt throb.

You set the AllMight collectable glass down onto the bedside table, not noticing the fanboy item until you see his flushed cheeks, following his eyes to the PLUS ULTRA cup. The source of his embarrassment makes you giggle again.

“It's cute.” You reassure, jumping on top of the deep viridian duvet, cocking your hand on your hip and pulling your shirt up to show a little skin.

“When's the last time you fucked on this great big bed?” He doesn't answer you right away, basil eyes looking at you before they begin to look through you.

A burning ember gaze sears his memory, he closes his eyes as if that would stop the images from demanding every last shred of his attention..

“Been awhile.” He finally admits, dropping his towel unashamed as he steps into his black boxer briefs. They cup his sac and softened cock nicely, clinging to his thick thighs that have you salivating. The way he ate pussy and fucked was almost good enough to replace the cold hard cash he promised to pay, almost.

That distant look in his eyes made you wonder if there was someone else that held him back from his romantic endeavors.

“Shall we christen this great big bed too then?” A playful tease as you pull up the fabric of his shirt to expose your breasts. He loved the sight, loved how you looked in his clothes, in his bed, underneath him as his emerald pendant swings in your face.

His cock twitches, a tick in his jaw before he's clasping his hands in restraint. Wringing his fingers as he thinks of the last time he fucked in that bed.

He feels the ghost of sharp canines at the nape of his neck, his hand automatically moves to brush over the area. His curls fall over his eyes and he sighs deeply.

“No. I think you should sleep.” He smiles softly, it doesn't reach his eyes and you don't push, “We've got a big day tomorrow. Got to get your stuff and -”

“I don't have a lot of stuff. My outfit was the most of it.”

“You don't have any other clothes?”

“Maybe another pair of pants, some underwear for sure but this is mostly it. So we have time.” You purr, crawling down the bed before you flop onto your stomach. Arching your back purposefully, out stretching your fingers to play with his.

“Then it will be even longer. We'll have to get you an outfit for the party.” He threads his fingers with yours before you let go when his words register. Sitting straight up.

“Party?”

“Yes, baby doll, party. We've got several to go to. Maybe a gala too. Then there's the agency Christmas party oh and…” He bites at his lip as he rest his chin on scarred digits beginning to go off on a tangent as he thinks of all the invitations stuffed in the top desk drawer of his office.

“A gala?!” Oh fuck oh fuck this was a bad idea. When he said girlfriend through the holidays you thought fucking and a private date or two. Not being surrounded by pro heroes you ran from on the daily, identity concealed with a mask.

Not only would you be in the literal lion’s den but you really weren't the most classy type of bitch. You've never really been invited to any big event let alone one that was fucking televised. At least not events you didn't crash to slide priceless paintings off the walls or expensive jewelry off the wrists of the one percent. At least then you'd have your mask to hide behind, the ability to blend into the crowd but now you'd be hanging off the arm of the number one hero.

You'd have to act like a proper lady who definitely didn't crash in vacation homes or half lived in apartments of the rich and the famous while they stayed in their main mansions until they got tired of the same old four walls.

Each gig you promised that this would be your last and each time you found yourself with a new piece of jewelry made from dazzling gems of deconstructed designer pieces hungry for the next heist.

Art and jewelry weren't the only things you've stolen, information and secrets often sold for a lot more but Izuku, pro hero Deku, didn't need to know you had a stash house, more like stash attic, in some rundown home in Kamakura you'd gotten for a steal.

His thighs bump up against the edge of the bed, cupping your cheeks for a moment, “You look…worried.”

“I am worried. Some of these events are televised. Are you sure you want me? I'm not exactly Yaoyorozu or Kendo."

“I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't.” He comes down to press his lips to your forehead. It makes your stomach flutter, it shouldn't, “Besides those will be the easiest ones. The hard ones are the more personal settings.”

He leans back, takes his hands from your face as he heads towards the lights, “I won't let anything happen to you.”

He flicks off the lights, stands by the door for a moment before he goes to shut it.

“You're really going to sleep on the couch? I thought we had to make this realistic.” A final attempt to get him to at least come and enjoy his luxury bed. It was big enough that you doubted the two of you would even touch by accident in the middle of the night. If he was so afraid of intimacy, which was odd, he seemed more the time to fall in love if he fucked. Especially when he did romantic shit like fuck you to music and whisper some of the lyrics in your ear.

You pat his side with sharp clawed fingers, “Come on boyfriend.”

He can't remember the last time he slept in his bed, changing and washing the sheets more out of habit than necessity and as he tries to recall he thinks it's been over a year.

He looks at you for a long, long time, you curled up in his expensive sheets and comforter as you pat the spot beside you patiently but he sighs.

“Maybe another time. Good night sugar.”

“Good night Zuzu bear.”

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[mischieveousmayhem]

Hiiii I was wondering if I could request a Deku x reader and jealous ochako??

It goes where reader and deku are childhood besties like pinky promised to marry each other when they get older besties but reader had to move away to another country due to being accepted into one of the most prestigious quirk schools in the world (besides UA) and she ends up coming back to Japan during the UA sports festival and her and deku have a sweet reunion but ochako seems to be a bit jealous of reader and tries to make it obvious abt how she feels abt deku but in the end ultimately decides her jealousy isn’t worth losing her friendship over and deku and reader end up together :3

"Until we meet again.."

a/n: ok this took me a minute to figure out what i wanted to do but please enjoy! i did see the other part anon , where you requested what the quirk is, i just spiced it up a little! also please request guys im so uninspired till i see requests.

pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Fem! Reader , one sided Izuku Midoriya x Ochako

Warnings: Jealousy, Cursing, Making Ochako act slightly fannon and annoying, Reader moves to Getmaly

Genre: Fluff , maybe slightly angsty?

Synopsis: Y/N L/N finally returns to Japan where she can finally see her bestest friend. However, someone (Ochako) has a crush on her best friend, Izuku. When Ochako sees the two super close she tries to steal all of Izuku's attention away from the reader. But is it worth the loss of making her crush, but friend hate her?

Readers Quirk: Energy Absorbtation. User can absorb energy around them (ex. electricity, heat, etc.) and release powerful bolts of pink bolts. User also has laser eyes and can absorb enough energy to fly . (Basically Starfires powers but using energy to create the power). However the user must be super careful! Absorbing too much energy can make them have too much adrenaline and lose control and go manic!

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"HEY!" A small voice boomed across the playground.

The ash blonde and his friends turned to see to see who was yelling at them. The green haired boy sunk more thinking it was just another person who would treat him the same as the ash blonde, Kastuki Bakugou and his friends were.

"Leave him alone! He didn't do anything to you."

Looking at the figure it was a girl, she had H/C pigtails and beautiful S/C toned skin. This made Bakugou smirk. Really? A girl tryna challenge the great Katsuki.

"Ooohhh I'm so scared , what is a little weak girl gonna do." He sarcastically remarked.

She smiled, "Weak? You call this weak?" There are pink bolts forming around her hand.

"Wowww so your a night light?" One of the ash blondes friends say.

"Hmm, no." She takes the bolts and pulverizes a nearby petite plant. The ash blonde and the rest of the bullies eyes widened, "Could be you next by the way." She said knowing that the plant was only turned to ashes for two reasons, it was a small plant and secondly, she didn't really know how to use her quirk that well so she absorbed a powerful bit.

Bakugou snaps out of it, "Yeah whatever, I'm not scared of you. We're just gonna leave cause we don't hang around useless nerds." Bakugou leaves while his "posse" follows behind him.

The girl walks up to the green-headed boy on the ground and reaches out a hand. He immediately takes it.

"Thanks for that..." He spoke shyly not knowing the girl who was seen as a stranger.

"No problem! Whats your name by the way?" She smiled.

"Izuku Midoriya."

"Cool name! I'm Y/N L/N"

"Nice to meet you L/N"

"Please just call me Y/N!"

From then on the two hung out more and more each day and they grew closer and closer. To the point where one day when they were playing house in Y/N's backyard a conversation came up.

Currently the two had stuffed animals and dolls as kids and Y/N smiled "I can't wait to have a life this growing up! It's so fun being married to you too!"

"Yeah it is fun. I want to have a life like this when I grow up to! Being a hero and having kids that look up to me would be a great life" Izuku smiled at her agreement.

"I have an idea, when we grow up, let's get married!" She exclaimed.

"Okay!" He says giving her a hug.

Once the hug breaks she holds out her pinky.

"Pinky promise?"

Their fingers lock.

"Pinky promise."

The two were super estatic to grow up and marry each other. However they ran into a road bump.

"Izuku..I'm sorry but I have to leave the country. I got an offer to go to a better school than U.A."

Those words rang into Izuku's ears everyday even to the present day. Everyday he missed her , everyday he wanted to see her face to face instead of just texting her or calling her. He missed her dearly. Y/N was like Izuku's oxygen. He felt it hard to breathe without her. However her going away didn't set him back from his journey to becoming number one hero. In fact, it pushed him harder.

This takes us to present day, the day Y/N gets to come home. Although it is not permanent, Izuku is very happy she is coming back home even if it's just for the festival. Sure all his friends were nice at U.A. Especially Ochako. She considered Izuku her best friend, but he didn't consider his. Y/N would always be his best friend no matter what.

They haven't been separated that long either it's been like what? A year? Maybe a little less? Either way he was just happy he was going to her again. And again was today.

Waiting at the bus stop for her to get off, Ochako stood next to him, more like against him, she gave him like zero personal space. They were gonna walk with Y/N to U.A since she must not be familiar with Japan anymore.

"Soo who are we waiting for?" Ochako started conversation.

"My childhood best friend." Izuku says.

Ochako questions, "Oh really? Did they not pass the exam go get into U.A?"

"Actually that's not it at all. She got an offer to take an exam at a much more prestigious school and she passed. She is one of the top students in her class." Izuku explains.

She? His best friend was a she? This made Ochakos stomach turn into knots. She has had a crush on Izuku for a while but he knew his so called childhood best friend longer. What if he liked his childhood best friend instead of Ochako? Is that why he ignores all her small hints? Or maybe the boy is just oblivious as hell.

Snapping her out of her thoughts, the bus pulled up and there came a beautiful S/C toned girl who stepped off smiling as wide as possible.

Izuku didn't even almost notice her! She had changed so much. Her hair had pink highlights, the same shade as her energy bolts along with puberty hitting her like a bus, and not just her body, but her face matured. The only thing that made Izuku sure it was her was that wide smile and her glimmering E/C eyes.

"Izuku!" She jumped and embraced him. Before he could even embrace her back they started flying in the air in circles. After 5 seconds of spinning Y/N made sure both their feet touched the ground.

Ochako just stood there awkwardly watching this entire interaction. However her awkward stance is what was hiding that boiling feeling inside her.

"You can fly now?!" Izuku exclaimed at Y/N.

"Yeah! Training really does help you explore what else you can do with your powers." She smiled. "I can't wait to see your awesome quirk today at the festival."

She knew Izuku got a quirk , however she didn't know the backstory on how or why he got it so late. She didn't even bother to ask because the boy was happy and she wouldn't dare ask unless he offered to tell her.

"I'm gonna try my best to win." He says before turning to the awkward Ochako.

"Oh Uraraka, this is my best friend I was telling you about! This is Y/N and Y/N, this is Uraraka." He introduced the two.

Y/N stuck out her hand in front of Uraraka to shake it, "Nice to meet you, by the way you're like soo pretty."

Ochako shook Y/N's hand, "Nice to meet you too, and thanks." She said, but you could hear the slight bitterness in Ochako's voice.

The three walked to U.A together, mainly Izuku and Y/N talking and laughing while Ochako trailed behind them, like a third wheel. This wasn't fair. When Y/N wasn't here Izuku would be talking and laughing with her not Y/N. She would just have to get Izuku's attention some way.

—

Before the festival started Izuku and Y/N shared on more conversation.

"Woww , it must be fun to be able to compete! In Germany we can't compete in festivals till we're second years." Y/N explained.

"I wish so too, I would love to try to compete against you so I can show you how I can beat you with my quirk." He said pumping a fist up.

"And may she might, young students!" All Might appeared out of no where behind the two. The voice startled Y/N but when she turned around she saw All Might.

"Oh my stars! It's All Might!! Wait what do you mean?" She titled her head.

"I have heard about you , L/N. You and your fellow students were in a magazine a while ago." He explained, while Y/N's eyes lit up. "I can speak and have it arranged for you to join us in our festival. I want to see you at work."

"Oh my stars! Really?! Like really , really?!" Y/N was so happy right now she looked like she was gonna pee herself.

"I can try. Now wait for me outside in the hall while I speak to this young student." All Might says as Y/N obeys and closes the door on the way out.

All Might shrinks back down to regular old Toshi. He coughs before speaking.

"Does she know?"

"No, I didn't tell her."

"Good , I was afraid you would tell her especially since she doesn't go here." Toshi says, weakness in his voice. "I'm going to go take her to talk to the other pros in charge to see if we can get her to join the festival. I know you will do good Midoriya." He places a hand on Izuku's shoulder before going back to being All Might.

Before leaving he turns around and says, "Good luck."

—

Y/N hummed as she changed in the locker room. Ochako so happened to be there getting prepared. When Ochako spots her she immediately tries to avoid Y/N however Y/N's attention was somewhere else. She was just too excited for this opportunity.

When Ochako realized Y/N wasn't paying attention she stared at Y/N. Damn, she wouldn't blame Izuku if he did like Y/N. Y/N was beautiful and she looked so much better in the gym uniform then Ochako.

Y/N wore a sports bra only under the uniform because she wasn't prepared for this. Ochako saw this and thought she should do the same so Ochako took off her tank top and left her sports bra on with just the gym uniform on top.

Y/N turns, "Oh Uraraka! Guess what they're letting me compete in the festival." She smiled.

"Oh. I am happy for you. I hope you do well."

"You too! May the best one win." Y/N smiles friendly before leaving.

"Yeah may the best one win.." Ochako mutters knowing that she didn't want to just win the festival she also wanted to win Izuku's love and attention.

—

The festival contained of many challenges.

The first one was the obstacle course. Y/N ended up passing at number 15. That was only because she didn't use flight for it. She used her pure skills.

Next was the calvary battle. Y/N ended up being placed on team Todoroki. She was having so much fun she barely noticed it was a challenge.

Finally , it was one on ones. Y/N won her first round against Mina and she was super pleased by it. She didn't think she was that good with her quirk. But she had an advantage against Mina's acid. Acid is a chemical, and chemicals have energy.

It was time for Uraraka and Bakugou to fight and Uraraka was nevous before she went on so she went to Izuku.

But before she did she unzipped her uniform to show off her sports bra and then confronted him unfortunately Y/N was there.

"Oh Midoriya!" She exclaimed interrupting what Y/N and Izuku were talking about. "I have to fight Bakugou and I'm so gonna lose" She said almost in an almost too dramatic way.

"Let me help you come up with a pla–" Izuku tried to speak.

"I don't need your help with winning, I want to do this on my own. I know I can do it." Ochako say, "I'm just so nervous, can I have a hug before I go on?" She asks with pleading eyes.

Izuku and Ochako embrace for a solid 10 seconds before Y/N joins in. Then the unwanted group hug only lasts about 5 seconds.

"You're gonna do great Ochako! Bakugou just has a bigggggggg ego since forever. You're gonna win." Y/N smiled.

"Yeah, you are Ochako!" Izuku agrees.

"Thanks guys..." The "guy" thats came out her mouth was super bitter and she stared daggers at Y/N while she said it. However Y/N thought it was on accident so she smiled.

That almost frustrated Ochako past her limits. But made her think why is Y/N being so nice? Why can't Y/N back off OCHAKOS Izuku? Whatever it didn't matter.

Ochako hugged Izuku one more time before going to her battle. As she walked off she thought that if she did well it would impress Izuku and he will fall in love. Maybe she's being delusional but she won't give up on him.

Y/N and Izuku watched the painful battle of Ochako vs Bakugou. They were both putting on a strong fight but Bakugou was obviously winning.

"She needs to forfeit or she's gonna get seriously injured, Izuku."

"She's gonn—" He's cut off when Ochako hits the ground.

Y/N gasps and Izuku's eyes widen.

Midnight declares Ochako is unconscious, however leading Y/N and Izuku rushing down to recovery girl.

A few moments later Ochako's eyes fluttered open. She saw Y/N and Izuku next to her.

"Shes awake!" Y/N exclaimed. "Are you okay?"

Ochako stared blankly. Why was Y/N here? But she knew Izuku was here so she put on a little act, "Oh my..I'm in so much pain right now." She wasn't seriously lying, Recovery Girl can't fully help Ochako recover.

"You put on a good fight Uraraka! It's nice to see you awake however, I have to prepare to fight Todoroki in a little. I'll catch you guys later!" Izuku hugged Ochako and she became slightly flustered before he left the room.

Sitting down in a chair next to Uraraka, Y/N speaks, "That fight was so impressive! I could see your strategy. I wish you won it would have been so badass for you to beat Bakugou."

While Y/N kept complimenting Ochako and talking about the fight. Ochako realized something. Ever since Y/N came back she's just been jealous of her. When in reality she shouldn't have. Y/N has no bad intentions towards her, she just wants to be her friend. Imagine if Izuku knew what she thought of Y/N? He would hate her guts.

Realization.

"And the way you used your jacket for a—" Y/N was cut off by Ochako,

"Do you like Midoriya?" Ochako asks.

"Yes, he's my best—"

"I mean do you like him?" She exaggerates the like this time.

Y/N stops and thinks before answering.

"... It doesn't matter, I don't think he feels the same." The answer came out her mouth almost too quietly, but Ochako heard it.

"L/N," Ochako sat up, wincing from the little pain she had left and grabbing Y/N's hand. "The way he looks at you, the way he interacts with you, every time he interacts with you it's different from others. He doesn't just like you, I'm sure he loves you. You're the love of his life, you should tell him."

Y/N is speechless, "But don't you like him?"

"How'd you know?!?" Ochako becomes flustered.

"It's obvious."

"Then it's also obvious he doesn't like me back."

Y/N got up and helped Ochako get up. "I know you like him, but I don't want to get with him if you lik—"

"Please, who cares if I like him, I want him to be happy and he's obviously happy with you. So let's go watch him kick ass." Ochako smiled hooking her arms with Y/N's as they went to go watch Midoriya vs Todoroki.

—

"Aww you did so well , though." Ochako spoke, where Ochako, Y/N, and Izuku were all back with Recovery Girl.

"I agree." Y/N smiled.

"Thanks guys, I'm disappointed though."

"Next year, you're going to beat him for sure." Ochako says.

"Same goes for you beating Bakugou."

"Speaking of Bakugou," Y/N chimes in, "I'll avenge you right now. Cause guess who has to fight him."

The two stared at Y/N.

"He's super strong though." Midoriya spoke up.

"He may be strong but I'm sure I'm stronger." Y/N smiled.

"You got this girlie! If anyone can beat him it's you." Ochako smiled optimistically, and this time there was no bitterness.

—

Y/N stood in the ring across from Bakugou.

"We meet again Katsuki." Y/N smiles.

"Don't call me that."

"Hmm, I'll call you whatever I want after I beat you." Y/N smiles.

"The hell? You'll never beat me."

"Wanna bet?"

"Damn right, I do."

Y/N giggles, "I'll go easyy.."

Bakugou had enough of the talk he sent the first explosion towards her. Using acrobatic skills, she flipped out the way dodging the attack.

"Damn, thats all you got?"

"Fuck no."

Y/N flew up throwing bolts at Bakugou.

The two were fighting for a good 15 minutes. The area was smoky from not only Bakugou's explosions but Y/N's bolts and laser eyes.

Unfortunately, Y/N was beat by Katsuki by default because she absorbed too much energy and went manic.

—

When everyone recovered and everyone recovered it was time for Y/N to go home. Izuku was sad and so was Y/N. They didn't know the next time they would see each other and this made them both upset.

It was rainy, and they both stood under an umbrella waiting for the bus to take Y/N to the airport.

"You did awesome at the festival." She broke the silence.

"So did you." He spoke , but there was sadness in his voice.

"You know, I'm really proud of you and your quirk is amazing. I can't wait to see how hard you train and how good you are next time I see you." She smiled almost sadly, "And then I'll fight your that time."

He chuckles, "I hope you don't think you're gonna win."

"Trust me, I will."

The bus pulled up and the two looked even more sad.

"I guess this is it for who knows how long." Izuku turns and faces her.

"Don't be sad, Izuku. Our separation is only temporary. Remember, I'll come back and we will get married?" She cuffs his cheek.

He lit up a little, not thinking she remembered the promise. He melted into the touch of her hand while nodding.

They shared one last embrace,

"Goodbye, Y/N."

"Until we meet again, Izu."

The embrace broke but Y/N didn't walk off yet. What did was totally unexpected. She pecked his lips and ran on to the bus, "Call me later!"

Those were the last words he heard her say before he stood there flustered.

They wouldn't just marry each other in the future because they were best friends.

Izuku Midoriya found his true love, his soulmate, and he can't wait to see her again.

#fanfic #bhna x reader #deku x reader #izuku midoryia x reader #izuku midoria x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya #ochako uraraka #ochadeku #bhna #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #my hero acedamia #my hero fanfic #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha x you

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Could you give some headcanons about BNHA characters helping their transmasc boyfriend with his testosterone shots because he has a fear of needles? You can pick the characters 🤗

Bakugou just is kinda like “MAN UP” and sticks the needle in . LOL. He loves you tho ❤️

Izuku on the other hand is actually nice about it, he also hates needles lol. Tells you not to look and puts on a show to distract you, problem is he takes his sweet time LMAO

Hawks is understanding of your fear cuz he also hates them. Is kinda like “I knowww:( I’m sorry but you hafta” and reminds you of the benefits of taking your shot before doing it .

Dabi just doesn’t get it. Stabs you with that needle before you even have a chance to be worried about shit lol

Shigaraki finds you to be a pain in the ass but does it before he is a trans ally and loves you <3 “if you don’t stop squirming I will turn you into dust . STOP”

#shigaraki x y/n #shigaraki x you #shigaraki x reader #dabi x reader #touya x reader #hawks x gn!reader #hawks x reader #keigo x reader #mha x y/n #mha x reader #bnha x trans reader #bnha x gn!reader #hawks x male reader #izuku midoryia x reader #izuku x reader #bakugou x you #katsuki bakugou x reader

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MHA Characters With a S/O Who's Always Tired

Izuku

He always notices the bags under your eyes, and they worry him

Izuku is always checking on you to make sure you get enough sleep

When you don't he worries even more since he hates seeing you tired all the time

If it helps, he'll cuddle with you or do whatever else helps you fall asleep

Izuku will also help you focus in class

He's even willing to write down extra notes so you don't miss anything

Outside of class, you'll often fall asleep on his shoulder

He gets embarrassed but won't move since he doesn't want to wake you up

Bakugo

He's always getting onto you for not sleeping enough

He yells a lot when he does it, but he means well

Bakugo decides that you'll start going to bed when he does

And he makes sure that you do, even if he has to drag you to bed himself

It's only then that he lets go of his tough act and is a lot softer

He'll run a hand through your hair and cuddle with you until you fall asleep

He waits until then before he falls asleep, wanting to make sure that you don't wake up in the middle of the night

During the day, he's always keeping you alert

Though he's more aggressive with it, he still doesn't want your lack of sleep to affect your grades or anything else

He may be rough around the edges, but Bakugo cares

Shoto

He's very worried about your lack of sleep, though he's less vocal about it

Shoto watches over you when you spend time at his dorm and often encourages you to take a nap if he notices that you look tired

There will be a small frown on his face when he notices bags under your eyes

He hates seeing you that way and wants to help you take care of yourself better

If you end up falling asleep on his shoulder he won't move, a smile will appear on his face as he lets you sleep

#anime #bnha #mha #my hero academia #anime x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia x reader #anime fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #my hero academia fanfcition #Izuku #Izuku x reader #izuku midoryia #izuku midoryia x reader #deku #deku x reader #Bakugo #Bakugo x reader #Bakugo Katsuki #Bakugo Katsuki x reader #Shoto #Shoto x reader #Shoto Todoroki #Shoto Todoroki x reader #j

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Jaelyn's fic recs!

Fluff - 🧡

Smut - 💛

Part one! <- Part Two!

☆ Cupids Arrow (Izuku Midoriya) by @fairytsuk1

prompt: "getting set up by their lovely grandmas, who always go to the same café and gush about their grandkids" 🧡💛

☆ Dressed To Impress (Andrew Siwicki) by @yourlocalsmutwriter

Summary: post Shorty awards smut, because Andrew in a suit makes us all thirsty 🧡💛

☆ Running Wild (Jaeden Martell) by @emmy-writes-sometimes

Summary: Jaeden takes Evans!Reader on a special road trip 🧡

Summary: You convince Gareth to teach you play the drums, after your cousin, Eddie refuses to teach you guitar, much to his dismay. 🧡💛

☆ Lessons (Gareth Emerson) by @mytheoristavenue

☆ Languid (Din Djarin) by @oliviajdjarin

Summary: Lovey dovey sex with your husband, Din. 🧡💛

☆ Experience (Konig) by @rowarn

Summary: in which you live in the same building as a really hot, older, military man 💛

☆ Sitting On Her Face (Hazel Callahan) by @subbypeterparker

Summary: Exactly what the title says... 💛

☆ Bumps & Bruises (Hazel Callahan) by @mphountitled

Summary: "If I put my hands up your skirt right now, am I gonna find you wet?" 🧡💛

☆ Family Affair (Keigo Takami) by @kleftiko

Summary: keigo can’t help that the sight of you with kids makes him want to put a baby in you, and you’re so willing to let him 💛

☆ Cowboy Kisses (Charlie Kelly) by @heartthrobin

summary: Charlie makes a handsome cowboy, covered in fake blood or not. 🧡

☆ Baby Fever (Sal Fisher) by @salfishersface

Synopsis - Sal has baby fever. 🧡💛

☆ Mirror Sex (Sal Fisher) by @cultrise

Summary: Exactly what the title says 💛

#izuku midoryia x reader #andrew siwicki x reader #jaeden martell x reader #gareth emerson x reader #din dijarn x reader #konig x reader #hazel callahan x reader #keigo takami x reader #charlie kelly x reader #sal fisher x reader #fic recs

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MHA BOYS AS BOYFRIENDS part 1

Headcannons - gn reader - sfw

characters: Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugou, Izuku Midoriya

Warnings: cursing (thank you bakugou), not proof-read

(part 1)

Shoto Todoroki

You made the first move

You had to explain to him what falling in love feels like

"So If my heart beats fast and I suddenly feel warm, I'm in love and not sick?"

Took you guys a few weeks to start dating after realizing your feelings

oh but once you were a thing? he wouldn't ever leave your side

running some quick errands? hold on, he's grabbing his shoes

going to the bathroom? he'll excuse himself, follow you and would wait right out the door

you might as well stitch your hips together because where ever you are, he's there to

"Is everything okay, love?"

he calls you things like "darling" and "love"

and oh my god, whenever he does, your heart runs 100mph and you stumble and fumble on your words

he's pretty good at keeping his cool when you call him by your silly names for him, but he'll usually pause with a slight blush on his cheeks before answering

He doesn't mind PDA, but he always keeps it lowkey: holding hands, a quick peck on the cheek, etc

Not so much of the jealous type but if he sees anyone getting TOO touchy-feely with you, he'll just quietly glare flames at that person

"Wait why did that person just suddenly walk away?"

"Maybe he had somewhere to be, love"

he's a bit insecure about his scar with you and constantly needs reassurance that you still love him and didn't suddenly lose feelings

cafe dates and walks in the park

willing to spend all his money on you he spends endeavor's credit card on you

"Oh, that's such a nice house!"

"Okay, let me buy it for you"

"Shoto no-"

Katsuki Bakugou

You had the first move

Hear me out, Bakugou had feelings for you for so so long although it took him a while to realize it because bakagou?? a crush?? no way! what a weakness!

he just ignored his feelings for you, unknowingly made it super obvious to his buddies how he felt

until...

"Hey, I like you, let's go on a date!"

"Ehh?????"

He REFUSED to be asked out first, so he ignored you the first few times you tried to swoon him

A few weeks later he shoved some flowers in your face and very rudely asked you out

"Here. Let's go on that shitty date you wanted" he said very aggressively romantically

once you started dating, you saw a side of bakugou that nobody knew existed

he's shocking super big on physical touch: always draps his arm around you, back hugs, late night cuddles, neck kisses-

All of this happens in private ofc, bakugou can't show that your his weakness! ha! never!

after a while though he lets loose around his close friends and wont mind some affection (he'll glare at them the whole time daring them to say a word"

that given, he doesn't do this "PDA" some extras speak of only if absolutely necessary or you when you really want to

no one can convince me that he isn't the jealous type; anyone who DARES to look your way for too long needs to pray to All Might for protection

"Oi! What the fuck are you looking at, you damn extra?? You wanna die?? Huh??" cue the explosions

He calls you "babe" and "Baby" (super creative, bakugou, really)

he will rather join LOV than admit that he adores the nicknames you give him (although some of them are wack asf)

you like to tease him and get on his nerve

a LOT

"Aww is my boom boom explosion pomeranian boy angry?"

"Shut the fuck up! I'll kill you!"

"Oh noo! Lord explosion murder, please spare me!"

All of 1-a can here the explosions and loud laughing from their dorms

"How does she always get away alive?"

Izuku Midoriya

He confessed to you first

Poor baby is an absolute mess around you, he can't say one sentence without stuttering and turning as red as kiri's hair

Everyone knew he liked you, and quite frankly, you did too

you knew he would want to confess first, so you didn't say anything (you also loved seeing him like this, what a tease you are)

Bakugou finally had enough at whatever the hell was going on and shoved deku right at you and threatened to blow up his all might merch if he didn't get it over with then and there

"Y/N-N.... I like you... a lot-"

"Oh! I like you too! About time you you confessed, don't you think?"

It took him a while to relax into the relationship but once he did, he was 10/10 bf material oh my god!

Sends you good morning and night texts

when you guys go out to eat he always orders a little extra of his meal because he knows that you would want some

He doesn't mind PDA, although he does get a bit flustered

I wouldn't say he's the jealous type, but he will keep a close eye on any person who decide to randomly strike up a convo with you

If he notices the person getting touchy with you, he'll just quietly stand by you and hold your hand and make up an excuse to leave

"Aww did smol might get jealous?"

"W-what? no! I-I just saw an ice cream truck! look!"

he calls you names like "bunny" and "baby" and "honey"

he doesn't stutter much around you anymore, although you do love to tease him

You love to play with his hair and he loves to play with your's

#mha #headcanons #shoto torodoki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #izuku midoryia x reader #first time writing headcanons #go easy on me please😭

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Broken Token

Bakugo running away screaming: this bitch is crazy

Kirishima and denki confused: who ar-

yn running out: i didn't say i'll let you go with out some scaring

sero: what the fuck

yn: you can walk out of here

kirishima: hes dead

yn activating:you can be a walking example of not to fuck with me

deku shouting at bakugo: run bitch run

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[lovinkiri]

Villain Deku AU!/Villain Deku is always the co-leader of LoV, smart and professional at his job. He’s cold, sadistic, and he's so handsome and so attractive (u can't tell me otherwise) so there's many people at work or even when he go out with his s/o who flirts with him (especially girls)and this makes his s/o very upset and makes her think that she's not pretty or attractive enough for him ( you can put nsfw in it if you want)

More Than Enough

Author's Thoughts: Sorry this is kinda late!

Warning: Physical Insecurities (general, nothing specific), Etc.

You loved going out with Izuku, no matter where you two went. It wasn't about the destination after all, it was about spending the precious time you had together.

That's one reason why it bothered you when he got so much attention.

You could understand why; Izuku was the most handsome man you'd ever met. There were plenty of reasons why people would flock to him.

He had those dark green eyes that practically gleamed with intelligence.

Then there was his hair, sloppy and all over the place, but he pulled it off. From time to time, he'd have to clip it up, having not gotten a hair cut in a while.

Maybe it was the freckles? They littered his pretty cheeks, practically calling out to be kissed and caressed.

It also could have been his body. Izuku was tall, a towering 6'1, and he was huge. His muscles were defined and hard not to notice usually, especially when the first few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned like tonight.

As you began to pinpointing reasons why all these people insisted intruding on your dinner to meet Izuku, whether they be fans, business partners, or just horny idiot, another idea came to mind.

It was probably his personality too. Izuku had a way of making people want him. He treated those he actually liked with respect, but that was a small circle.

He was cold and distant to anyone else, only talking enough to see what that person could want or offer him.

So those on the outside of that small circle could only look in, hoping they were getting closer to join him inside.

They weren't.

You grimaced as a woman's hand found her its way onto Izuku's shoulder before sliding off of it. If Izuku cared, it didn't show. He simply glanced at her hand.

The woman was a business partner of Izuku's. She knew you guys were together, hell, she knew you. She just didn't care.

You told yourself the only reason Izuku hadn't sent her on her way was because she was valuable to him. That was it, right?

That's why he was smirking at her still.

And why he was making her laugh.

Yup. She's valuable, that's all.

But the more she giggled, the more depressed you became. You began looking at her features. She was beautiful, you couldn't deny that. As was every other person who approached him that night.

Do pretty people just flock together? It embarrassed you, to be surrounded by so many good looking people. To have pretty faces turn to you and smirk because even they think you're no competition, even though you've already gotten him.

Sighing, you began picking at your food. Izuku noticed this and immediately his smirk dropped, simply waving the woman away as if she was a servant.

Being polite was no longer a priority to him. You were the only thing he really cared about tonight anyway.

"Are you okay, Rosebud?" He asked, tilting his head in concern. His eyes tried to meet yours, but you refused to look up from the table.

You gave him a small nod. "Yeah, I'm okay. I just.." You trailed off. What if he thought you were being dramatic?

No, Izuku wouldn't do that. You knew that, at least.

Izuku waited patiently for you to finish, taking your hand in his on the table and gently rubbing at your knuckles.

You took a breathe. "... I see really good looking people around you all of the time. They flirt with you and make moves on you. They don't even care if I'm here. So I'm just.. Lost. You know, on why you'd want me with so many options?"

Izuku's lips remained parted briefly, shocked by your confession. This time you waited, still unable to meet his gaze.

"... Rosebud, I think I should clear a few things up."

That's when you looked up, hesitantly so. Izuku was look at you with a seriousness you didn't have directed at you often.

"For one, I don't see beauty in anyone but you. Everything about this world, whether it be the plants, the sun, or the people; it's all dull. That is, until you bring life into them. You are the beauty of this world to me, so I have no clue who these 'good looking' people are. And frankly, I'm jealous that you think they're good looking."

You couldn't help but laugh at the last part, Izuku cracking a smile at the sound.

"Second, I'm sorry that you've had to sit through that, but it will never happen again. I promise you, I noticed how flirty she was just now and the only reason she's alive is because we're on a date. I didn't want to ruin that with bloodshed or a threat."

Ah, so that's why he'd been clenching his dinner knife through the night.

You gave a nod, gently squeezing his hand to let him know that his message was received, but he wasn't done.

"And third, I didn't need options, and I still don't. I know what I want, and that's you. Always has been, always will be. I will spend the rest of my life lost on how you someone like you could ever be with someone like me."

He pulled your hand closer, kissing your knuckle gently. "Don't ever be jealous of her, or anyone. They don't have anything on you, Rosebud."

You hum, moving your hand from him and cupping his cheek. "I think you're rambling again, not that I mind."

He chuckled, leaning into your palm. Every touch you gave him was warm and inviting.

"My blooming rosebud, I'll talk your head off if it means telling you how much I love you. They're nothing compared to you, nothing."

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[just-a-tiny-goldfish]

Night Shift Vents

Part one

“Body Swapping!?”  

“What? Were you not listening or something? No idiot, body swapping would mean they go into my body and vice versa, dumbass” you took another sip of your UCC coffee. Your nose scrunching in irritation. Too sweet. It was always too sweet. But you really liked the aesthetic of the can, the things you did for beauty. “Besides, body swapping sounds so much cooler than what I can do. If I could body swap, I would be able to actually control the other person” another sip “all I can do is tag along for the ride” you made another face. This time it wasn’t the coffee. You always had a love hate relationship with your quirk. It made it nearly impossible for you to truly make a connection with another person. There's a saying that a person has three faces. The first face, is shown to the public. The second, to close friends or family. And finally, the supposedly third face, the one you never show anyone. You have the unique ability to be able to see all three. Lucky you.  

“I think I get it now...” bottom lip between his teeth, deep in thought. Eventually he looked up, starry sky, took a sip of his own choice of liquified energy, a small apple juice looking beverage. You knew it tasted nothing like apple juice. If you had to describe the flavor, you would say it's as if a battery and a monster had a love child that then proceeded to do an unholy amount of heroin. You had almost spit it out all over him, after taking a cautious sip. He had given you a sympathetic smile; you doubt it was real sympathy by the way he was fighting to keep his giggles in, pat on the back, offering you his water bottle instead. You remember him taking a swing of it right after you. It's silly, but the first thing that came to your mind at seeing this was, and indirect kiss. How old were you? God. 

“Do you? That’s a miracle. I was beginning to think you were a lost cause” You bumped your knee against his. A little harder than you should have, eyes wide his grip on his drink tightening, the liquid sloshing inside, just barley spilling, before being set down beside him, concrete, still warm hours later, after the sun had gone.  

He grinned at you, bumping your knee in turn, your own drink barley being jostled, joyed at your casual banter. It usually took months of interactions for you to be so casual with another person, many people didn’t even know your ‘true’ colors. The teasing you, the more casual you, borderline bully you. The one not set on impressing everyone around you. Maybe being up all night had finally begun to affect you.  

“So, you go into a person's body but you don’t control them... Right? I got it, right?” He leaned into your personal space, breathing in your air eyes wide, excited.  

“Yeah, sorta. It's pretty boring” you gripped your can, concentrating, maybe if you put milk in this, it would make it less sweet? “I don’t go into their body though. I mean unless their mind counts? That counts I think... maybe? WHATEVER, I go into their minds and I can essentially be them?” Why did you frame that as a question? He’s gunna think you’re an idiot. You might be but he doesn't need to know that.”Like, I can feel what they feel. See what they see. Think what they think. For all intent and purpose- is that how the saying goes?” He goes to answer, you don’t give him the chance “I don’t care. “With a wave of your hand you shut him up “basically, I am that person. But I am also me. Half the time the other person can't even tell I am there; shit I would say 99% of the time I'm less than a fly on the wall to them” 

“I wouldn’t call that lame at all! You’re not giving yourself enough credit! Thats actually pretty amazing! Really! The things you could learn about people! Can you imagine how many people you could actually help with your ability?! You could see why a person is the way that they are, why they think a certain way! Why they do certain things! You could literally walk in other people shoes! You know you-” starry eyed he rambled on but you had long since stopped listening, instead turning, glancing into the glowing convenience store. Still empty. Early on you had discovered your companion's borderline obsession with quirks. You usually didn’t mind. Usually. You could more than tolerate it some days, you found quirks interesting as well, and you found your companions fascination with them was surprisingly endearing. You would never tell him that though.  

However, one thing you could not stand from him or from anyone else was flattery. Or praise, or compliments or honestly anything that has to do with building up your ego. It wasn’t like you particularly disliked yourself, though you could certainly improve. This dislike actually stemmed from the abundance of your quirk usage in your younger years.  

You had quickly learned many people did not mean what they said. More often than not, you couldn’t trust someone's words. Hell, you would go as far as to say you couldn’t trust their actions as well. Not after all the minds you had the pleasure of knowing. 

You tipped the can back, the last bit of sugary caffeine disappearing.  

He was still going; how long had it been now? At least 30 minutes? Well, he had his fun; enough was enough. You threw your can at him. No warning. You made a game of it. How many times can you land a hit on your green-haired companion. The score so far: 0/20. 

 He had uncanny reflexes. It never fails to amuse and annoy you. You would get him one day, and it would be all the sweeter.  

But not today. He doesn't even look phased anymore, happy to play along; he doesn't break a sweat, snatching the can in the air. Graceful. It's not like you cared tonight though, the game was not your top priority at the moment; it was shutting him up. It worked.  

“Breaks over” you had your break hours ago, he knows that. Stretching, you lift your hands up as far as they go back popping, a noise of satisfaction leaving you, you turn to him.  

He's staring. You both freeze, and suddenly the deafening quiet of the night becomes quite apparent. There's a tension there you can't place. You don’t like it. “I coul-” 

You don’t give him a chance to finish, jumping to your feet, reaching your hand down. “Hurry up, can't leave the customers hanging”  

Startled, he glances back into the store in confusion. Still empty. He looks at you, brows furrowed. You grin “c’mon they’re gunna give me a bad review”  

His turn to grin, he takes your offer hand, its rough. Why do all those gym gurus have those fancy gloves if they don’t do shit for them. “Why would anyone give you a bad review?” If it were anyone else, you might have thought this a tease. You know he means it. Even with the borderline bullying, he seems to think you a saint. 

 You know. You’ve been inside his head.  

He's still holding onto your hand. You’re the first to let go.

Part 3

#izuku midoryia x reader #izuku x reader #deku x reader #mha izuku #night shift vents #I never said i was a good writer okay

[mhasmutz]

masterlist <3

hello! as my user implies, this is an account for mha smuts. and not writing, i mean smut visuals! 

I will post anything excluding pregnancy sex and/or piss play. Have fun sinning my lovers!

Characters: Don't see someone? Feel free to ask!

All Might-

Shota Aizawa- 

being his cockslut

Present Mic-

Midnight-

Snipe-

Izuku Midoriya-

Bakugou Katuski-

Mina Ashido-

Tsuyu Asui-

Tenya Lida-

Ochaco Uraraka-

Denki Kaminari-

Eijiro Kirishima-

Kyoka Jiro-

Shoto Todoroki-

Momo Yaoyorozu-

Hitoshi Shinso-

Mirio Togata-

Nejire Hado-

Tamaki Amajiki-

Keigo Takamei-

Hawks’ good girl

Tomura Shigaraki-

Appreciation post <33

Touya Todoroki (Dabi)-

Himiko Toga-

Mr. Compress-

Kai Chisaki-

Kurono Hari-

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[kaitsawamura]

Why do you still pray to the gods, girl?  They will no more respond to your words than a wild bear.

east of my heart (west of my soul) -- a playlist for the fic

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[katsukikitten]

Warnings: Body horror, Violence, child abuse. This is a work of fiction intended to be consumed by those who are 18 or older. If you are not 18 or older dni.

Mafia Heir Bakugou Katsuki, Guard Izuku Midoriya x reader.

The sound of a metal bay door clangs to life, shoved open by two strong hands as the gears echo their groans to the warehouse.

His lip twitches, brows furrowed as he sneers at the contents of the space dimly lit from the flickering lamps on the dock outside.

Two large shipments sit side by side, covered in black tarp sitting atop wooden pallets so fresh that the smell of pine competes heavily with the stagnant bay.

"How did those idiots forget both?!" He hisses under his breath, white paper cigarette bouncing between his lips as he pats himself down for his phone to call the more volatile buyer but before he can hit the contact the harsh fluorescent lights buzz to life overhead.

"Who the fuck-" He draws his gun but his threat dies quickly on his tongue. Mouth agape as his lit cigarette falls into a puddle formed from the neglected roof.

"Those 'idiots' didn't forget either shipment." Your voice rings out and when the goon spies you he sees you sitting atop what was supposed to be your shipment. You're looking over your claws, paying him no mind as if you were bored and seemingly alone. Although the man would have to be a fool to think that you alone wasn't the worst option he had.

"I have some questions. About my shipment." You hop down from the pallet stacked with pristine products taller than yourself. Pulling down the tarp and the one next to it that was supposed to be delivered tonight, to him.

"Can you spot the difference, Tadashi?" You give the man your back, stepping backwards and your heels clack. Echoing around the silent warehouse, "See how mine is a little bit shorter?"

Your dark eyes flash to him, close enough he can smell your expensive perfume and tonight you're dressed to the nines.

Tonight was supposed to be the meeting of clan heads by the surrounding syndicates. Your shipment was to be delivered by morning and the other was rushed to tonight.

"I don't see that. No ma'am." He can't even see any difference from where you sat on top of the heavily Saran wrapped white bricks. You were by no means a small woman either, strong in stature and you were not called Madame Morte for nothing. Your laugh catches him off guard, it's pretty, the sound contagious and the only reason he doesn't laugh along with you is because he knows exactly who you are.

But that didn't stop him from his little fuck up did it?

He swallows thickly and you smile up at him.

"Hmm that's funny then isn't it? A half inch difference is clear as day. So something must be wrong right? Especially since you take good care to make every brick the exact same weight, size and dimension." You walk over to the two shipments and take one brick off of each, holding them up where he can see the miniscule difference that he tried to pad up with extra wrapping. What's concerning is that the obvious ones shouldn't have been on the outside, he was careful with everyone else, more careful with you. Sure to wait until comfort had sat in and that the head wouldn't bother with the shipments and goons never look past the outside layers, normally that was after five shipments and this was your sixth.

"Ya know I found this one in the middle, about three layers were like this," You cut the brick open with your sharp claws the white substance flutters down onto Tadashi's shoes, "But there weren't bricks like this in the Red Dragon's shipment. Not. One. Single. Brick."

You walk back to return the brick from the opposing stack, ass swaying in that body con black dress and Tadashi tries to look everywhere but. He's seen you gouge out the eyes of anyone who lingered over your body for too long, he was sure it's why you kept those nails so sharp.

"You're a chemist right? Specializing in Bliss, especially correct?" Swiping your middle finger over the substance rubbing it between your digit and thumb, "So you know the chemical structure of bliss right?"

"Yes ma'am."

"I have a chemist as well, she isn't as smart as you, at least not according to everyone else, but do you know what she found in over half of this brick? A different structure. Baking powder." You're still smiling, still cherry sweet with the hint of deadly poison in your eyes before it turns into pure acidic venom, "So which is it? Are you an idiot or are you fuckin lyin to me?"

"N-neither ma'am." You roll your eyes and your done up lashes flutter wildly from the action.

"Liar then." You snap your fingers and a large man with emerald green curls shoves a woman and her two children into the light. Tadashi's eyes widen with horror as he looks over the crying half family.

His family.

"I'm sure since you have no issue lying in front of me, you'll have no issue lying in front of your family." You hum, cradling the woman's jaw in your hand, tapping the tip of a sharp claw to her cheek. The kids cling to their mother with tears in their eyes, their quirks flaring in their time of stress.

"Guess you weren't the smartest chemist underground after all. Pay attention kids, this is what happens to liars." Patience thin, you pull out your gun from under the thigh high slit in your dress aiming the cool metal at the goon who thought he could undercut and insult you in the same breath. The guy was getting off lucky in your guard's opinion given the fact you were electing not to use your quirk.

"W-wait! Wait wait! I can prove my loyalty." He grovels, hands shaking as he holds his palms up to you. It makes you scoff and cock your gun.

"You already did with how you handled my treatment."

"Bu-but I have this- this new product." He fumbles in his pockets, a red dot appears on his chest causing him to freeze.

"'Ts fine Zuzu." You wave him off but all your guard does is move his finger from the trigger, when you glare his way he lowers his gun.

Tadashi produces a small red capsule bullet, needle at the end when he takes off the top and it makes you furrow your brow.

"And what's this?" Curiosity melting your angry features.

"Something In development for mass production. For Overhaul. His shipment is in the back." It's obvious confidence is starting to come back to his sinful face as he nods his head to a crate behind you.

"Oh Kai? Hmm. What does it do then?" By now your gun is returned to its holster and hidden away.

"Quirk deletion." Tadashi gives a nasty smile, like he's truly proud of his work, "Ya know like Allmight's guard Eraser head 'fore he died."

"Ah well let's see it then." You smooth down the fabric of your dress a final time before looking up at him when he makes no action to move.

"Wh-what?" He stammers and it grates your nerves.

"You wanna live? You want your family to live? Silence your quirk." He shrinks under the disgust evident in your sharp gaze and shapter tongue.

"I-I can't do that." His eyes dart around looking for any sign of an out but when you play these silly little games, you always go for the kill.

"That too hard? Well pick your least favorite, silence one of their quirks instead." You gesture between the two boys that whimper at the wave of your nails.

"B-but…"

"B-b-but." You mock rolling your eyes, "But it's insurance isn't it? Proof of your loyalty to me? Especially since you've already been lying. You know how I feel about liars, or at least bad ones."

He swallows, stepping closer to his family and it's obvious now he isn't going to choose himself. Looking between the two boys as their quirks flare, like he's deciding which one is worth more to him.

All while silently telling you he doesn't have an antidote.

"Make up your mind I'm already running late for an event." Quickly he grabs at the hair of his eldest son, pulling the seven year old up by his roots and pushing the needle into his throat. His yelp echos around the warehouse but the most malicious thing of it all is that even with his back to you, you can see Tadashi's smile pushing up his cheeks.

"There." He turns around, sniffling, fat tears brimming his eyes, who he's trying to fool you stents sure, you just know it sure as hell isn't you, "I'll have an antidote for you by next week."

He wipes at his face, coming closer to you, well within arm's reach. Red dot on his forehead but you've spared Tadashi once, he figures you'd spare him again.

Because what woman would let a seven year old go without their quirk not that it mattered to him either way. Good riddance if you asked him, his eldest couldn't control his quirk for shit and it was annoying anyway.

"So I've-" But his sentence is lodged in his throat, unable to get past your steely grip, your lip snarled up in disgust. Your eyes bored, dull and he's coming to realize why they call you Madame Morte from his own first hand experience.

There are legends around your quirk, rumors, that yours is similar to the Ashen King's, although yours was more painful.

Rot, slow and hungry. Greedy in the languid licks as it spread through his body starting from under your pretty hand wrapped around his thick throat. Claws digging into flesh that darkens with blight before pieces of it begin to fall away from his muscles and bones in thick chunks, scream scratching up his throat.

"M-mercyyyyyy." His voice comes out garbled before ending in incoherence as his tongue melts in his mouth, sliding down his throat and taking with it his scream. You lean forward, watching the life flicker in his eyes as he rots slowly, too slowly and only once it's been a moment or so that the flesh is separated from the body does it turn to dust at your designer clad feet.

"God has mercy. I don't." Holding his head as his neck separates from his torso before dropping him all together.

Your eyes flicker to the broken family, the children hiding in their mother's thread bare turtleneck. Tears tracking through her cheap foundation and further exposing the poorly hidden bruises on her throat. It was obvious they were malnourished and it makes you gather saliva into your mouth.

Producing a hissing spit before it lands onto a stray eyeball that turns to dust seconds later.

Izuku is already across the room, rifle slung over his broad shoulders, face stoic as he grabs onto your wrist gently. Taking out a towel to wipe off your manicured hand.

"Kaminari." You look into the shadows before he appears, golden eyes glowing like a cat.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Take care of this."

"Yes ma'am." Kaminari nods, helping the woman up to her feet as Izuku carefully slides elbow length lace gloves onto your arms, that thicken around your palms and fingers, concealing the skin. "Usual collateral payment?"

"250k this time." You spit in the direction of Tadashi or at least what's left of him, again. Just ash fluttering in the bay breeze. Denki nods, skull half mask hiding his smile as he ushers the family out.

"And get them a new apartment, would you? Their old one was a dump." You hiss before going on a small tangent as Izuku fixes your hair, "Can't believe I set foot in there, piece of shit stealing from me and couldn't even fucking provide. Another thing Denks, I need the name of the landlord of that apartment complex. I want it in my name by tomorrow. Tenants relocated."

"Whatever you wish ma'am, it is done." Denki calls back before he takes the family to the van he brought them in, now given orders to relocate.

"You should really stop using your gift when you're in designer dresses, ma'am." Izuku fusses, his emerald eyes flickering to your body as he scrutinized the fabric for any lingering he may has missed.

"Why do you think I always wear black Zuzu?" You give him that damn look, the one that makes his heart clench, the one he can't say no to. He's sure there isn't a person alive who could say no to you.

"Because you like to make every day a funeral." Izuku smooths over your dress, double checking the zipper. He's pulled his half mask down to settle around his throat the second he needed to attend to you. His eyes lingering over your jewelry to make sure it was still in tact until your claw settles under his chin. Tilting his gaze to even with yours even with him leaning closely to you.

"I'm fine. Really." You lean up on red bottomed heels to gently press your lips to his before you're settled back on your feet.

He gives you that pained look he always wears with the two of you get "unprofessional." Still it doesn't stop him from leaning over to kiss your cheek, lips grazing the corner of your mouth before he pulls away and draws the line in the sand by adjusting his half animal skull mask back over his face.

You always think the line is for you but really, it's for him. You live in blissful ignorance on what you do to him and what you allow him to do to you.

It's like you forget the lengths he's gone and still willing to go to protect you at all costs. Even if that means killing his idol. If you asked him he'd tell you he'd do it all over again.

"Aw Zuzu bear don't pout." You tease and his eyes crease in that fake smile he uses to make pretty girls swoon as he presses his broad hand to your back.

"I'll call the car Madame."

"No, no. I'll walk." He gives you a glare but doesn't fight it, talking over the coms to the two waiting outside.

Meanwhile Ochako stands outside in her suit, half mask tiger skull still secure around her pretty face, making her doe like brown eyes that much more deceiving. She flips her knife over and over in her hand. Playing with her quirk that she activates to send it higher before letting it fall back to her hand.

"She should be here by now." Ochako doesn't like waiting, makes her anxious and Sero sighs, more than used to his partner's mannerisms. Mask around his throat as he's hunched over to protect his cigarette he's trying to light from the wind.

"You know madam gets caught up sometimes. It's never anything to worry about." Sero says as he straightens himself out, watching pier bay 42 with the door open just half a block down. He watched the man go in, watched the lights come on but no red confetti yet.

He blows out smoke before his com crackles to life in his ear, Ochako's fingers twitch as the both wait for the command.

"She insists she comes to you." Izuku's voice rings in their ears.

"It's clear and we are on standby." Ochako answers as Sero tries to finish his cigarette while he can, otherwise he'd get fussed at by his pretty boss who chided him on how it would rot his lungs.

And how she would know best.

Once he sees you he flicks the butt, smothering the ember into the gravel under his designer shoe as you walk closer, your lap dog at your heels.

Izuku isn't the same kid that Sero and Ochako grew up on the streets with, no longer the shy, cautious boy he once was. Especially not after the three of them were forced to hop around for mercenary work before the clans popped up to take over the cities. Like a shadow government that the real one feared more than the masses.

The three of them were good at their jobs, Izuku the planner, Ochako the executioner and Sero the getaway driver. But being good, too good even, made them cocky. It wasn't until they went up against a syndicate they had no business trying to steal from did they learn their lesson.

Your father was ready to kill all three of them. They were just lucky enough you had forced your way into sitting in on this very important meeting moments earlier.

Bags torn from their faces and your eyes widened in delight when you saw they were all the same age as you at the time. The ripe age of fifteen.

"Oh Father, killing them would only be a waste of their potential." Sero remembers how you looked, how you still make that face to this day and often. Like a cat that's caught a mouse by its tail with nothing but delightful day dreams of batting it around.

"I want them to train to be my new guard. They're mine now."

"Absolutely not." Your father's voice boomed around the room, making the teens shake, helpless with their wrists bound behind their backs, "You took in that blonde stray two months ago I'm not going to allow-"

"And yet who's men did they slip past? How many layers of security did they slip through? The blonde more so than them but our shit is secure now isn't it? Besides." You hop down from your father's old mahogany desk, "Princess always gets what she wants. Isn't that right?"

Your father pinches the bridge of his nose, he made a monster of you, he truly did.

He'd be lying if he wasn't proud of it, especially after what happened to your mother.

"Fine. But no more strays. That's final."

"That's fine. I won't need anyone else."

That was ten years ago and in the past decade Sero had been treated better than he could ever imagine. He has a lot of freedom for a head of a department and you've made it clear that only the four of them had the option of getting out if they wanted. No strings attached as long as they stayed silent you wouldn't look for them.

But you haven't once given them a reason to leave.

Sero fingers the swirling ink on the inside of his thick forearm, the family crest sitting proudly on display when he's driving you around, hidden in the city so he can float throat the crowd like all the other faceless nobodies.

You're graceful, even in the uneven gravel of the parking lot, smiling genuinely as you approach two people you have and would kill again for.

"Sero, Ochako, thank you for waiting. Ochako love, I have a task for you dear. Inside is a crate that Zuzu has marked would you be a doll and make sure that it gets transferred to Momo's office immediately. I'd like for you to hand deliver it and call me once you're there." You talk as Izuku helps you into the car waiting for you to finish before he shuts the door, "And you'll have no problem keeping your girlfriend company will you?"

"No ma'am." Ochako blushes as you wear your knowing cat smile. Izuku shuts the door and rounds the car to sit on the other side. Sero turns over the engine. Ready to pull away on your command.

Ochako watches her reflection in the pitch black tint retreat as the window rolls down revealing just your eyes that sparkle with that dangerous glint.

"One more thing. If you could ask her to expedite this antidote please. I've got a seven year old waiting on it."

"As you wish ma'am." Ochako nods and watches her reflection grow this time while your eyes disappear before Sero throws the car in drive and tries to salvage some of the lost time hoping to make you no later than an hour late to the most important meeting of the year.

But you wouldn't be the Princess if you weren't always fashionably late now would you?

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You Never Loved Me, Did You?

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Traitor! Reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Heartbreak, Reader betrays their classmates, GN reader

Synopsis: Everyone thinks Y/N is one of the sweetest people to ever exist. But when the League of Villains break into the school , who was the one who helped with this achievement?

Readers Quirk: Teleportation; User can teleport themselves and can teleport whoever they want to them.

a/n: First fanfic I have written in two years, enjoy!

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It was a normal day at U.A. Nothing unusual happening, at least not yet.

All of class 1A was chilling in the dormitory. It was rainy outside , so the students were around a table playing card games. Everyone was very excited to play and their adrenaline was up.

Except for two people..

Midoriya's mind could not focus on his cards or classmates around him as they played the game. His mind was somewhere else. He was wondering where his precious partner, Y/N was, who was the only one missing from the table. It was very unusual of his partner to not show up. Matter infact since the moment Midoriya woke up there was a bad pit in his stomach.

"Midoriya! It's your turn!" Tenya says (yells) in Midoriya's ear.

"Actually guys, I'm gonna go look for Y/N" Izuku spoke up.

Everyone looked at him and started talking at once as he left. He was right, it was odd of Y/N to not hang out with their friends, their friends are most important to them.

First, Izuku went to your dorm, where when he knocked there was no answer so he assumed you weren't there. Then he went to the indoor gym, where you were also not there. He assumed since those are the two places you would be and your not there, then you must be at your house.

He took out his phone and when to your name. He tried to call you. When you didn't pick up the phone he found that odd too. You normally pick up the first time. Maybe you were busy? Maybe you were sleeping? He started to worry, you normally communicate with him whenever you go somewhere, and now you were basically MIA.

Defeated, he slowly walked back to the dormitory.

But something caught his eye outside the window, he walked up and squinted.

His friends were fighting?

Teachers were running out to the fight?

Were his friends fighting each other?

Wait.. is that the League?!

"How the hell..." He whispered to himself but suddenly he feels a hand on his shoulder.

He was about to hug the person thinking it was Y/N but it wasn't. It was Todoroki.

Todoroki speaks softly, "The Leagues invading U.A."

"How the hell?!? This school has great security , only way someone would be able to get in is if someone who goes here..." Deku spoke back to his friend.

"..is a traitor!"

"..is a traitor."

They finished Dekus sentence off at the same time.

"I have to warn Y/N for when they come back from seeing her mom!" He exclaimed, "But shes not answering.."

"No time to warn them, All Might told me to come get you, we need all hands on deck." Todoroki said.

A lot of students hid in their rooms during this time, but it's like you go to a hero school..and your lacking the confidence of a hero..

Mainly class 1A was out there, all except Mineta– who hid in his room. Class 1B was also out trying to help defeat the League.

There was fire everywhere, outside of U.A were being destroyed. Eventually the students may have to evacuate because the damage might get to the building.

As Deku ran down to help his friends outside, but he saw a figure run into the building. Thinking it was suspect, he followed the figure.

"HEY! Wait up!" He was on the tail of the so called figure what was weird is that they had H/C hair just like ... Y/N!

The figure ran into the room shutting it and locking it, Izuku banged on the door.

"Open up!" He yelled, "Y/N , I know it's you. It's me Izu, your partner not some villain."

He waited for a response.

1 second.

5 seconds.

10 seconds.

25 seconds.

Thats enough. Izuku steps back and prepares to break one of his fingers as he uses 10% to open the door.

Y/N gasps.

Izukus eyes widen.

Y/N was setting up a bomb to blow up the school. They turned around and pulled out a gun pointing it at their partner.

"Y/N....what are you doing?" He spoke.

They gulped nervously but spoke up confidently, "What do you think I'm doing, Izu?!"

"This is all a joke right..?" His hands were up , scared his loving partner was gonna shoot him.

"No Izuku, it's not a joke. You guys were all joking saying one of us in our class might be a traitor. Well guess what, there actually is , outside of the joke." Y/N responded.

Izuku didn't know what do , he didn't want to hurt his lover but this was absurd.

"C'mon Y/N, put down the gun no one has to know you helped the league it will just be our secret." He says.

Suddenly Y/N teleported next to Deku and randomly punched him. His partner is fast when it comes to teleportation and he can't register how fast they teleport next to him. Then they teleported to the other side and did it again, they just kept doing it till he was pushed to the ground.

They stood above Deku, gun back out pointinng at him,"Your stupid Deku" they spat, "I don't care if anyone else finds out. I don't need to be a hero, neither do I want to. I was so good at this nice act no one truly thought I would betray this damned school."

Tears were welling up in Deku's eyes, "Y/N they probably just threatened you to stay a villain , but you don't have to—"

"SHUT UP DEKU JUST SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH FOR ONCE." His partner screamed, "I NEVER EVER fucking needed you, and it will be so hard for you to defeat me even if we did have a battle. I know your weaknesses Izu, and I know you can't keep up with how fast I teleport. This is the end for you Deku. You should have just pretended to stay quirkless cause you wasted your time and energy training, now you will say goodbye, all of UA will die!"

Deku was basically bawling at this point. He was on the floor, and his partner was right, they're too fast for him to fight, and even then he doesn't want to fight them. He loves them so much, but his job is to protect people, so why is he not trying?

"Your trash Deku, TRASH! Now I get to dispose of—"

"You never loved me, did you?" He screamed out while crying.

Y/N was now tearing up hearing those words. They bit their lip trying to stay calm.

"I...I get to dispose of you." Y/N tries to yell out without crying. Unfortunately that didn't work they were now having tears streaming down their face.

"Deku, you're right we could have pretended this never happened. Unfortunately it's too late. I have no choice." They spoke.

Their fingers slowly closing in on the trigger. Deku cried, that's all he could do, he didn't want to fight the love of his life even if they are bad.

Everything was happening in slow motion, as Y/N's fingers fully closed in Deku shut his eyes...

BOOM!

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AAAaa I loved the crush headcanons so muchhh!!! >v<

Could I ask for some headcanons of BNHA characters having a crush on someone that obviously likes them back? Like they’re as (if not more) blushy and stuttery as they are? Do you think they would notice or would they be oblivious?

Thank you!

eeeeee I love this pls

Bakugou does not notice because he’s an idiot, trust me. He is not experienced with romance, and while he can recognize things like this normally when it comes to you he just can’t. Like sure he pays close attention to how you react to things, he’ll automatically know somethings wrong with you but he can never catch onto the fact you like him. Despite the large ego he has, he has convinced himself you can’t possibly like him. He acts too much like a brute, he’s just not the romancy type, therefor doesn’t expect people to feel that way for him. He knows he wouldn’t like him. He may take your stutters and blushes as nervousness towards him, if anything. Which makes him… more frustrated with himself honestly.

Izuku just doesn’t notice, lol. He’s way too blushy and nervous to even notice how you’re acting, he’s constantly overthinking everything he does around you so he just .. cannot focus on how you act around him a lot of the time lol. Probably a good thing since if he wasn’t so nervous, he’d probably notice. But even if he did I think he’d find excuses as to why you can’t possibly have a crush on him, lol.

Hawks would notice, since he’s not a complete idiot. He tries to work on his flirtation skills so that when he asks you out he can totally wow you and make you a complete mess! He’s very pleased with the fact you like him, but I will say it takes him some time to figure it out. He’s not a complete idiot, but he’s still an idiot.

Dabi is new to love, but he’s not stupid. Once he notices you like him, he makes the effort to be a bit nicer to you whilst still maintaining his bitchiness. He doesn’t actually notice you like him though unless you do really nice shit for him, it’s not even the blushing and stuttering that make him realize, lol.

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Reaction to making you cum/Fingering for the first time hc’s: My hero academia men.

Mha characters x Fem!reader +18 drabble.

Characters: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima

This is just for fun because I can’t stop thinking of a certain character’s reaction and decided to do more!

They are all ages up to +18.

Warnings: Fingering, dom/sub, sub!reader, teasing, slight degradation, male’s characters first time, crying, overstimulation, teaching, males having no clue, no really canon but also a bit, mentation of taking pictures.

Izuku Midoriya/Deku

This boy was always itching to get his hands on you because even if he has a pure heart, he’s still man. I think he’d think about it so much that when it finally happens he realizes he has no clue what to do.

So when you’re kissing and he has you onto of him the only thing he does is grab your waist and get hard underneath you. So when you both decided to go there you guide him and tell him what to do.

But when he gets the hang of it he might get a little cocky at how you gasp when he pushes all the way in. He just really enjoys your moans and the look on your face. He is a slut for giving pleasure.

When you grabbed ahold of the his shirt and rocked your hips to get more, he could feel you gripping onto his fingers and knew you were close. “I’m doing that good? You stop guiding me a while ago, guess I learn quickly.” He’d kiss your shoulders and work his way up to your neck.

When you finally do come it’s all over for him. He stares at you with awe in his eyes from knowing he did that to you, he made you cum. He’s so proud of himself but he can’t keep his eyes away from you.

“You looked so pretty when you cum.” He’d nudged his face into your neck and pull his fingers out getting a whine from you. “You think you can give me another?”

Yes, he wants to do it again. Deku really enjoys fingering you and watching you moan just for him. Think about it, his thick fingers that hold such power- Who wouldn’t cum?

He would moan with you because it makes me feel just as high, might even cum in his underwear or get close.

He also licks his fingers clean each time and always make you cum twice, I don’t make the rules. I think he’s the king of fingering.

Katsuki Bakugo

Man thinks he knows how to do it but he really doesn’t, but bare with me. He would always want to make you bend at his will and make you his. So when the opportunity comes he jumps into it.

Here’s why I say he doesn’t know how to: He’s to rough and tho that’s good for some people, he has no skill and it actually really hurts. Boys like “I’m doing so good.” Until you pull away from him and ask him to stop.

He gets defensives, “What do you mean I’m doing it wrong.” You explain to him that he isn’t doing it right, so you take his hand and guide him through it. How exactly you like and if you like it rough you teach him how to do it right.

Does get good because he takes notice of everything about how it makes you feel. So it doesn’t take him long to have you actually a moaning mess underneath him, because he’s also a quick learner.

“Look at this pretty little hole, so wet for me. Am I doing it right now?” His smirk was as wide and cocky just like he was at the beginning. You didn’t answer him so he grabbed your cheeks and pulled you up and close to his face. “You guided me on how to finger you but you’re embarrassed now?”

He’d laugh as he felt you clinch and added a finger inside to make you more full. Soon he watched your eyes roll back and your stomach shake with your pussy clamping around him. He could feel the cum leak onto his fingers but he couldn’t stop looking at you.

Bakugo couldn’t be more smug then this moment because he made you cum for the first time. You moaned for him, you did everything because of him. “That was so fucking hot.” Licking his lips he pulled out his fingers and licked one of them clean, claiming you tasted delicious.

“Open wide and taste yourself.”

Eijiro Kirishima

Let me tell you something, he has googled it to prepare for you. He has been waiting to pleasure you for a long time and he knows that it’s different then porn so he wants to know. Deku was to embarrassed, and bakugou didn’t think he needed it. But this man? He of course wants to please you so much.

So when things get more heated for the first time he wants to keep it simple. His cock was so hard just by feeling and kissing you but he couldn’t get the thought of actually getting to feel that pussy. So he asks if he can try it and you say yes obv.

So, he knows at little more then the others but still wants your guide since he read that each girl is different. But he will finger you softly until you tell him to go faster. He curls his fingers the way you want, and listens to your words.

He couldn’t believe how warm and amazing you felt that he got more feisty with it the more he sees you moaning. He would kiss all over your neck and work his hands while he listens to your body. Each breath and moan, each twitch or squeeze you give him.

“You like that baby?” He voice sweet but teasing. Kiri was watching you bounce against him with closed eyes and mouth open. “How could you get more beautiful? Fuck- You look so hot.” He couldn’t get enough of how you looked.

When he noticed you were close it was bliss and he egged you on, even pumping his fingers in faster to make you cum harder. He was moaning and breathless just watching you. “Cum. Cum for me pretty girl.” He was demanding you cum for him.

Kiri stared wide eyes when you finally cummed and almost didn’t stop because he was loving the feeling of your pussy. You had to cry for him to stop sinces it felt so good but it was to much. So when he stopped he kissed you and told you how well you did.

“You’re just perfect.” You blushed at his sweetness. “But, I think I want to make you cry more.”

Shoto Todoroki

The least knowing for sure, idk what you say. He’s never really watched porn, or had a high sex drive until he grew older and met you. Having someone so close to him and beautiful made his horny side come out, so he didn’t have a clue of what to do.

But he was a good kisser and he knew basic things and let his heart tell him what to do. So when it came to more sexual things he asked you. “Can you teach me how to please you?” Just straight up asked you. He had no shame because he wanted to touch you so bad.

He was so slow and careful at first because he didn’t want to do anything wrong. He asked so many times if it was okay, please appreciate him. When he slipped his first finger in he was gone. His head went fuzzy at the moan you let out and how your pussy felt.

You guide him through everything from how he rubbed your clit and how to move his fingers, what felt good and didn’t. He took it slow because he wanted to savor the sweet noises you let out. I imagine him just watching you with lusty eyes at everything you did.

It wasn’t until you told him to pick up the pass and pushed down on his fingers that he lost his composure. Shoto loves the juices flowing down your pussy and onto his fingers and your thighs. His pace would pick up quickly and more then you could handle.

“I have never felt anything like this, my love. Have you ever seen yourself like this? It’s truly a work of art.” He couldn’t help but smirk softly at your face. “You’re taking my finger so well, practically sucking me in.” He’d chuckle.

When he noticed you were close he would focus on your face and how it scrunched up in pleasure. “Please cum for me.” His fingers curled like you had taught him and pushed them in farther and deeper. When you came it leaked down because he didn’t stop until it was overflowing.

He’s one to be memorized by how you cum. To your face and then to your cum itself. “Such a pretty face when you cum, almost makes me want to take a picture.” He’d smirk and lick his fingers clean and made sure you watched.

I think he can’t stop thinking of making you cum after that- Man is a slut for your cumming face. (He definitely has pics)

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Izuku Midoriya dating headcanons

Warnings: there shouldn't be any, fluff

• This boy adores you

• Izuku tells you numerous times that'd he'd do anything for you, and how much he loves you.

• He gives you forehead kisses all the time, before missions, before and after school, between classes, it's just his favorite thing so he'll do it whenever he has a chance.

• Whenever you wear his clothes he melts, when you stay over at his house or at his dorm he encourages it. Tells you not to bring any extra clothes and to just borrow his.

• When he's cuddling you in bed he likes to be little spoon. If you're both facing eachother, he'll rub his hands up and down your back.

• Izuku thinks it's so sweet when you trace his scars. I also feel like he's the type of person to rub his thumb on your hand when you guys are holding hands, he just gives me that vibe.

• His hair is incredibly soft, you're obsessed with it. When he's writing in his notebook, you'll sit on his lap and play with his hair.

• When he has a stressful day, he likes to make his way to your dorm so you can ease his mind. You'll rub your hands along his back, like a mini massage, put your hands in his hair, trace along his arms and hands, and then pepper kisses all over him.

• His mom loves you, sometimes he suspects she loves you more than him. Which he thought would never be possible. Inko thinks the two of you are perfect for eachother. When Izuku is just home, not doing anything, his mom will blurt out somthing like, "You should invite Y/N over for lunch!" Then she'll head to the kitchen to start food.

• For your guys' first date he took you to a cute, little, and secluded book store. That's the moment you knew you wanted to be with him. He held all of your books for you a chipped in to help pay. You were gawking about it to Mina all night.

• When you buy new clothes, you like to do a fashion show for him. The whole time he's going crazy over you, giving a 10/10 to every outfit and kissing you all over your face while hyping you up.

• Couple costumes are a must. Class 1-A is always excited for Halloween when it comes around just to see what the two of you have come up with. You've both done, Yor and Loid Forger, Nene and Hanako, and Tanjiro and Kanao.

• When you both found out about Marvel you were both geeking out. It's your guys' new favorite thing to do together. You and Izuku watched half of them with your mouths wide open. Tears have been shed during these movie nights as well.

• When Izuku watches you wash your face and put face masks on it makes him want to try it. You went to a nearby convenient store to grab a handful of facial masks, while applying them you know for sure your both streaming marvel shows.

• You both geek over pro heros, alot. All Might isn't your number one favorite but you love watching videos about him with Izuku. Your favorite is hero drama, you've been hooked on whatever thing has been going on with Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods.

• PDA isn't a big thing for you guys, but every once in a while he'll pepper kisses on your face or hold your hand. That's about it though.

• Because of his quirk, Izuku has been having visions, or nightmares, lately while trying to go to sleep. When he can't get back to sleep he'll text you if you're up, then text you all night until he's comfortable enough to doze off again.

• Izuku tells you all the time he wouldn't know what he'd do without you, and you tell him all the time he's what you've been needing for the past few years. It's like the two of you were made for eachother.

Before yall saying anything because I know somebody will, Marvel has been referenced in MHA!! Horikoshi has even said that Sero really likes spiderman in the Ultra Hero Anlysis book!!

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