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honey-words · 11 months

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spider boy — spider-man!midoriya izuku x reader

synopsis: you’ve talked to your neighbor a few times before and have waved at him on campus. But you’ve noticed he keeps really weird hours, sometimes hearing him go into his apartment at ungodly hours of the night. So when spider-man enters your apartment one night, it’s easy for you to connect the dots from there.

content warnings: mentions of blood/injuries, hints of angst, hurt/comfort

wc: 3.1k

author’s note: I believe in spider-man!deku supremacy :)

part 1 of the spider boy series

“Spider-man does it again! Only three blocks from the UA university campus, the masked hero—”

“You’re a spider-man fan?”

You jumped, almost dropping your phone and falling off of the bench in the process.

“Midoriya! You scared me.”

He laughed and you paused the video you were watching, a news clip from this morning. He settled down beside you on the bench, taking a sip of his iced coffee as he did.

“Yeah, I guess I am a fan,” you said. “Campus PD sucks and I think it’s funny a spider guy is more reliant than all of them put together.”

You both shared a laugh.

“I have to get to class,” Midoriya sighed, not making any movements to get up from the bench. “How’s Moony?”

“She’s great, thanks for asking,” you said, smiling back at him. Because Midoriya was the definition of a perfect neighbor. He had introduced himself when you first moved in and he saw the small cat carrier with a little black kitten, Moony, inside of it. From there it had been a pleasant acquaintanceship between the two of you.

“I’ll see you later, then,” he said, really standing up this time. “Bye!”

You waved goodbye as he left, then turned back to the video.

A thief had been running loose on campus for the last week, snatching cell phones and wallets from unsuspecting students on their way to class. Campus PD had found the thief this morning, literally on their doorstep with a sticky note that had a spider sketch stuck on his face.

A smaller feat of Spider-Man’s, but a good one nonetheless.

During your first lecture of the day you could see other people were watching the same video and reading the accompanying article. It was the first time Spider-Man had acted so close to campus, practically on the grounds of it considering where he had turned in the thief.

The person in front of you had a Reddit post pulled up, and you had to bite your cheek to refrain from laughing as you read the title. Spider boy or whatever is totally a UA student. Here’s my proof!!!!

Finding the professor’s lecture increasingly dry and dull, you decided to pull up the Reddit tab on your own laptop so you could read it, too.

By the time the lecture was over you had read the entire post (it was surprisingly long) and all of the comments underneath it, half-convinced of the theory yourself. It made some reasonable arguments—Spider-Man stuck to the surrounding city, usually went around at night, rarely seen throughout the day—keeping with the schedule of a college student. Sticking to the surrounding city pointed to the fact that he lived near campus. And the latest crime he’d solved was the cherry on top, because the alerts about it had gone out to all campus members since the incidents were contained to the campus.

The dull lecture came with dull readings, which you idly flipped through later that night. It was nearing 1 am, but sleep had not yet found you, and even the reading was not putting you to sleep.

You must’ve dozed off on your tiny kitchen table, Moony curled up on the chair next to you, because her surprised meow and the sound of a door closing close by woke you up a few hours later. Your phone lit up with an email notification (professors were truly unhinged with their work hours) and you were able to see the time without lifting your head up from the table. 4 am.

The door that had closed and woken you and Moony up had been Midoriya’s, you realized even in your half-asleep state. Occasionally the sound would wake you up, but you never minded it much and usually rolled over and fell back asleep.

This time you had to drag yourself over to your bed, and you could vaguely hear Midoriya moving around next door. What business he had this early in the morning you never knew. He seemed pretty normal, and you always assumed he was fond of late library study sessions. Even if it was not exactly exam season. But then again, he was a biochem major, you mused.

You fell asleep wondering about this and woke up five hours later to the sound of your blaring alarm. It snapped you awake, enough to hear a thud from next door. Did Midoriya fall out of bed?

The day passed as usual. You went to class, took half-hearted notes (it was hard to focus at this point in the semester—everyone was already burnt out) came home and ate dinner with Moony, and cuddled up on the couch together to do your readings.

This time you were ready to pass out outside of the warm embrace of your bed, so you’d done your nightly routine and brought over blankets to the couch, ready for sleep to come whenever it was ready.

The sound that woke you up this time was much louder. And Moony hissed.

She never hissed.

You froze from your curled-up position on the couch, eyes still heavy with sleep and senses scrambling to catch up with your brain and racing heart. The coffee table was right across from you, and by some miracle, you’d been sipping on a lemonade earlier—one in a glass bottle.

As swiftly as you could, you untangled yourself from the blankets and grabbed the lemonade bottle, wielding it in front of you like a sword.

It slipped from your grasp when you saw who was standing in front of you, next to your open window you always kept closed, scared Moony would climb out.

As if on reflex, as if he expected you to drop your weapon, Spider-Man shot a web just as it slipped from your fingers, catching it in his hands before you could even register you had dropped it.

Moony, who had been very annoyed at being woken up just a minute ago, was now rubbing her head on his shins affectionately.

“Moony,” you whispered. “Get away from him.”

“It’s okay!” Spider-Man said, mirroring your whisper. “I’m not here to hurt anyone.”

You narrowed your eyes. “Then why did you break into my apartment?” You looked around for your phone, or another potential weapon. Instead, your gaze found the small digital clock you kept on a shelf near the door, the bright green numbers clearing away the fogginess of sleep.

It was 4am.

You could not help the gasp that escaped you.

“Midoriya?”

The effect was instantaneous. Spider-Man’s entire body language changed, that much you could tell, even in the dark. He took a step away from you, back toward the window, shoulders tense.

“What?” he said. Trying hard to keep his voice steady, even deepening it a little. But you knew it was him.

“Did you think this was your apartment?” You were connecting the dots now. “This is why you always come back so late.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, inching towards the window. “I just got a little lost. Thought this place was empty.”

“You’re bleeding,” you said, pointing at the gash in his arm as though he had not noticed it himself. “Why’re you bleeding?”

Moony meowed, as though echoing your question. She was still close to him, and leaned forward to rub her head against his shin again.

This seemed to break him—his shoulders drooped and he let out a long exhale. He reached up and pulled the mask off, and you gasped again.

The left side of his face was covered in bruises, his eye starting to swell a bit. He looked like he was on the verge of tears, glancing down at Moony.

“Smart cat. She recognized me.” You winced and instinctively moved toward him when he tried to smile and grimaced at the action.

“Sit down, please,” you said, remembering to speak quietly. “You can’t die in my apartment. You can’t.”

“I won’t,” he said, letting you manhandle him into sitting on the couch. “Promise.”

“If you thought this was your apartment you’re definitely concussed,” you said, reaching up to move his curls aside, careful not to touch his face. The bruises covered his entire left side, also the side his arm was bleeding. “What happened to you?”

You snatched your hand away when he realized he was frozen, eyes to the side where your hand was.

“I got thrown into a wall,” he said, smiling again. A smaller grimace this time. “I’m really sorry.”

“You’re sorry for being thrown into a wall?” You shuffled to the kitchen to grab the tiny first aid kit you kept there. It was dusty and unused and consisted mainly of bandaids, something you started laughing at a little hysterically as you opened it on the couch, in between you and Midoriya. He’d leaned back onto the couch, breathing evened out. He was lying so still you thought he was sleeping, until he turned his head to see what you were laughing at.

“I only have bandaids,” you said, still laughing a little. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh,” he said. “Oh, I didn’t mean…” he started laughing. Quietly, then a little louder until you were both giggling and suppressing loud laughs.

“It’s okay,” he said, catching his breath again. “Can you help me get to my place? I’m used to patching myself up.”

It took five minutes, but eventually, you both managed to get out your front door, coaxing Moony to stay inside. Midoriya had one of his arms draped around your shoulder, keeping him upright. He had reassured you plenty of times as you both shuffled out the door that he was fine, he had been through worse. Which only made you feel worse.

His apartment was the exact same layout as yours, though a little messier, which he apologized for. There were notes all over his kitchen table, his couch was covered in blankets. You had a feeling he was prone to falling asleep all over his apartment like you did.

“Thank you,” he said once he had settled down on his couch. “I’m really sorry, again.”

“I know,” you said, sitting down beside him. You stared at the clock directly across from you, above his small TV. “I’m sorry for figuring out who you are.”

Another small laugh from him. “S’okay.” he shifted to look at you, and you mirrored him. It would have felt awkward being this close to someone you knew more in passing a day ago, but you felt as though this entire experience had automatically made the two of you friends. A trauma bond, of sorts. “You won’t tell anyone?”

You smiled back at him. “Promise.”

You didn’t remember getting back to your apartment, only that it took a lot of convincing on Midoriya’s part. The second you woke up (on your couch) you rushed to get out the door and knock on Midoriya’s until he opened, if anything to confirm you had not dreamed anything that had happened. But before you could get your slippers on, you saw a small note on the floor in front of the door.

Two spiders drawn holding hands, with “friends?” written underneath.

You slid it back under his door with your own addition — a drawing of a cat and “friends” written underneath his question.

——— * * * ———

“Trauma bond?”

“Yeah,” you said, shoving at his shoulder and ignoring his fake wince. “Am I wrong?”

“No,” he agreed, petting a meowing Moony in his lap. He was frowning down at her, and you had been around him long enough to know something was wrong.

It had been over a month since the break-in incident (which Midoriya was still apologizing for) and you had grown used to each other’s company. It had started off small—seeing him in the library during the day, studying quietly next to him. Stifling your laughter when he slid a spider doodle across the table to you.

After that, you noticed him around campus more often. You had always greeted him when he crossed your path, stopping to make small talk. But now you actually talked about things of substance. Setting up study sessions, inviting him over to play with Moony, exchanging recipes and even starting to cook at each other’s apartments.

“Is my pasta not good?” you said. Moony meowed, echoing your question from his lap.

“It could use some pepper,” he said, smiling teasingly at you. “No, it’s good. Just a rough night.”

“Wanna talk about it?” you said.

“S’okay,” he said. “We’re trauma bonded enough.” You felt a pang of guilt at the sadness in his tone.

“Midoriya—”

“Thank you for the pasta,” he said. “I can help with the dishes.”

“I’m sorry,” you said. “You know we’re friends friends, right?”

He nodded. “I’m messing with you.”

“You little shit!” he laughed as you set your dishes down in the sink, shoving him slightly. He smiled slyly at you. He seemed like the perfect boy next door, but he was really a little shit. And he was the perfect boy next door.

“I haven’t heard you come back late in a while,” you said. He turned to look at you from his place at the sink, eyebrows raised.

“You wait up for me?”

“No!” you said indiginantly. “It just used to wake us up.”

“Really? I’m sorry.”

“S’okay,” you said. “But you have to wake me up if you’re hurt really bad, okay? Even if it’s just to sit with you.”

A small noise of acknowledgement from Midoriya.

“What was that?”

“Promise.”

Satisfied, you got up from your place at the table, letting him finish up the dishes. “Are you going out tonight?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Sorry in advance about the early morning wake up call.”

He still would not tell you where he went. But the news reports the next day served as the answers to your questions. A crime solved here, a criminal turned in there. The Spider-Man news page, ran by dedicated fans, was bookmarked on your computer and one of your most visited tabs. On nights when you couldn’t sleep and didn’t know where he was, you would refresh it every few minutes, waiting for an update.

Sometimes he would go during the day, and when you would get back from class he would be there on your couch with Moony, napping. You would sit on the opposite end and wait for him to wake up, then decide on what to make for lunch together. Not talking about the new bruise on his arm or the new cut on his leg. If he brought it up you knew it was okay to talk about it, but usually you both talked about normal topics. Avoiding the giant spider in the room.

“All done!” he said, falling down on the couch beside you. Reaching to pet Moony, who was cuddled up on your lap. Arm muscles flexing, hands softly running through Moony’s fur. It was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore how jacked he was. Especially when he was literally always stripping in your apartment, changing from his suit into his regular clothes. Letting you sneak glances at his back, his chest.

“Take a nap,” you blurted. “If you’re going to be out tonight. You need to rest.”

“I will,” he said, smiling up at you. “Don’t worry.”

“I’m not!” you said, huffing. “You better not visit me tonight. I expect you to kick ass and come back with no injuries.”

“‘Kay,” he said. “See you tomorrow?” You nodded and watched him dramatically sigh, throwing his head back on the couch before getting up and shuffling to the door.

The rest of your evening was spent anxiously trying to distract yourself. There was a nagging feeling in the back of your head, in the pit of your stomach. After finishing your homework and realizing it was hours before your usual bedtime, you cleaned your apartment. Reorganized, moved things around.

You decided to settle on the couch for the night. Better place to hear Midoriya come back.

The sound that jolted you awake a couple hours later was louder than usual, and it woke you up quicker. A quick glance at your clock let you know it was only 1am.

“Midoriya?” you said quietly, sitting up. “You okay?”

He was standing near your window, at almost the exact same spot as a month before, when he had first broken in.

“No,” he said. Voice hoarse and almost too quiet for you to hear.

You were up and leading him over to the couch in an instant. His mask was already off, clutched in between his fingers

“Are you hurt?” you said, patting down his arms and running your fingers over his face softly, scared to touch a bruise or aggravate a cut. A shake of his head.

You gently took the mask from him, setting it down on the coffee table with one hand, the other gripping his hands tightly. “Want to talk about it?”

He nodded, squeezing your hands back. “Later.”

“Okay,” you said, scooting closer to him on the couch so your shoulders pressed together. “I’m here, okay? It’s okay.”

You were ready when his shoulders started shaking and he slid into your hug, staining your shirt with his tears. You ran your hands through his hair, rubbing your fingers along the nape of his neck. Repeating the phrase over and over until it felt like you were trying to convince yourself of the same thing.

The bruises were on his side this time—no cuts deep enough to warrant him going back to his apartment to patch himself up. You helped him get his suit off slowly. The tears hadn’t stopped, and yours had started fifteen minutes after his. It hurt to see him like this and not know how to help. Knowing all you could do was help him get back to his apartment and keep his secret.

“Can I stay?” he said. He was holding the top half of his suit to his chest, hugging it.

“Yeah, course you can,” you said. “I’ll get you some clothes.”

Moony walked out of your room with an annoyed meow. She had been sleeping, but once she spotted Midoriya she happily sauntered over, already purring.

Once he had changed into the clothes his eyes started to droop, and you started convincing him to sleep in your room. He kept shaking his head, until he finally told you, “Don’t want to be alone.”

“Okay, I’ll stay with you,” you said. Slipped out so easily you had no time to realize you had said it until he nodded and you were walking into your room and settling under the covers, Midoriya turning to face you, lashes wet with tears.

“I’m not leaving,” you said, reaching to intertwine your fingers with his. “You’re okay. We’re okay.”

He blinked slowly at you, sleep making his eyes heavy. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

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#midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x you #mha x reader #bnha x you #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x you #deku x reader #midoriya izuku x oc #spiderman deku #bnha fanfiction #spiderdeku

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komy-0o · 11 months

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SPIDER-DEKU 🕷️🥦¡¡¡

A stranger caused a huge explosion!! who could it be? 💥

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edcom02 · 10 months

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Spider-Deku/Izuku Midoriya and Spider-Man/Miles Morales. A nod to the "Spider-Men #1" comic variant cover.

deviantart.com/edcom02 ko-fi.com/edcom02 www.instagram.com/edcom02/

#deku #my hero academia #crossover #mha #spider man #spiderman #izuku #midoriya #izuku midoriya #boku no hero academia #spider man miles morales #miles morales #spiderman miles morales #spider man across the spider verse #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderdeku #marvel

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coreyandr · 10 months

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Spiderzuku is real and canon (like actually since there's a multiverse)

Yes he's half black, it's a hc

#spiderdeku #mha izuku #deku #Izuku midoriya #mha #my headcanons #my hero academia #bnha #mha fanart #fandom #fanart #black artist #digiral art #digital drawing #spiderman #spidersona #beyond the spiderverse

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lucianinsanity · 11 months

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I won't stop because brain is full of spiders

What if the spider that bites Izuku is a really weird one and turns his hair permanently green? He wakes up with his hair like that and scared as he is from his transformation he lies and he has to keep maintaining that he just, casually became very married with the color green and is very diligent about dyeing it

His new friends just assume that's like, his favorite color but Katsuki is very suspicious about it since Izuku's favorite color is red and he hates taking care of his hair, and he also never sees him going to a salon or doing it at their house or ever leaving the place to do that kind of stuff

Just, the idea of him trying to explain that his spider powers come with permanent green hair to his friends after they figure out he is Spiderman, and they don't understand why he even hide that because his costume doesn't show his hair anyways

#midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #spiderdeku #bkdk #dkbk #bnha #mha #spiderman #bye an sanity #bakudeku #dekubaku #decchan

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jasontoddssuper · 11 months

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You are all very correct that Izuku Midoriya could be Spiderman but have you also considered that Momo Yaoyorozu could be Robin AND Batgirl.Connect the dots on that too for my sake please /lh

#izuku midoriya #momo yaoyorozu #spiderverse #batfam #spiderdeku #batkid momo #bnha geekery #blasian midoriyas #blasian momo agenda #they're also latinos + trans and autistic adhd and mdd :)#astv #wfa #young justice #teen titans #spiderman #robin #batgirl #letters from summer

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jekacatrina · 10 months

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Across the Spiderverse won; I'm writing another Spiderdeku fic for Deku's birthday 💚🕸️

#spiderdeku #bakudeku spiderman au #yes you'll see Venom!Bakugou

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theactorbat · 10 months

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This was born from me being atrociously blitzed🍃 I started this at 1 am, finished at 4:30.

#bakudeku #bkdk #spiderdeku #mha #Deku #izuki midoriya #bakugo katsuki

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ssminosblogs · 10 months

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#izuku midoriya #boku no hero #bnha #katsuki bakugo #spiderdeku #kacchan as Gwen Stacy #dkbk

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velvetdaydream1 · 10 months

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okay but a spiderdeku fiction where Deku is Peter Parker, Ochako is Gwen Stacy, and Bakugou is MJ?? I already wrote chapter one! It's not the best written thing but oh well

Chapter 1: Izuku Midoriya

Midoriya Izuku. He was a 1st year at the top school in Japan, UA. The school is best know for their incredible their academics. All their students go off to have high end jobs. Engineerings, Policemen, Scientists, Doctors, and some even go on to working in the government. The entrance exam is always called brutal, even by students that got in. Izuku's always dreamed of getting into that school. He planned on becoming a great scientist like the man he looked up to, Yagi Toshinori. The man made some amazing discoverys and worked with pretty high up agencies. Yagi was also known for creating books of his own. The man pretty much did whatever he put his kind too. A lot of people loved his one and only fictonal book about a hero named All Migh, which he based off himself. That became pretty popular. So yeah, Izuku aimed on going to the school he did, UA.

Izuku was a smart kid, always passed and had amazing grades in all his classes. He even had his own notebook full of his own theories and noted his own discoveries. He knew a lot about science and anatomy. He was just smarted when it came to those things and they interested him the most. He loved learning new things and discovering how things work and why they work that way. It was incredible. Though, middle school, people bullied him for it. They called him "weird" or made fun of him for being so nerdy and how lonely he was. Izuku didn't understand why, some of these people even use to be his friend. Like Bakugou Katsuki, who he calls Kacchan. Bakugou and Izuku were close as kids, yes, but once they hit middle school, everything changed.

Bakugou was popular. Bakugou was good at sports. Bakugou was one of the top student. He was so much better than Izuku. Well, thats what everyone thought and said, including some teachers. When they got older, Bakugou started getting more athletic and signed up for multiple sports. His favorite was soccer and baseball. So the boy did sports all year. People were amazed with how he worked his way around being on two teams for different sports sometimes, depending on what he wanted to play that year. He was taller, standing at 5'11 and was pretty muscular.

Izuku was nothing like him. He wasn't good at sports. Trust him, Bakugou, when still keeping up with his friendship with Izuku, tried getting Izuku to sign up but Izuku could not do it. He had horrible asthma and having glasses while doing this was just annoying. He was just a 5'5, skinny nerd. The only thing he had going for him was his grades. Eventually, when Bakugou gave up on him and joined in on the kids who bullied Izuku, he started competing with everything. He even started the whole "Deku" nickname. He grew a huge ego, thinking he was better than Izuku and everyone else. He started tormenting Izuku when he got a high grade than Bakugou so Izuku started getting some things wrong to go down a couple points. Not to the point he was barely passing, just enough to get Bakugou to stop. Bakugou would still comment, yes. The occasional "look, you got stupid" or "HA, i did better than you damn nerd," but nothing more than that.

Bakugou told Izuku not to apply to UA, but he did anyways which pissed Bakugou off. But Izuku didn't care. He would accomplish his dreams no matter how many times Bakugou and his little friends would tell him that he wouldn't. He would never be as good as some of the other big named people like Todoroki Enji, Yagi Toshinori, Usagiyama Rumi. But he could try. Besides it wasn't like he would be in the same class as Bakugou.

But he was wrong. They both ended up in cpass 1A. To his luck, Bakugou had barelt talked to him despite being sat sitting in front of Izuku. He would still call him Deku, but the name grew on him. Why? Uraraka Ochako is why.

She was one of the first people Izuku befriended. She was a short, blubby, brunette which the most beautiful eyes, Izuku thought. She changed the reason she likes the name Deku. So he let her call him that. Izuku befriended almost the whole class. Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, and Uraraka Ochako were his closest friends. Ochako was close to all plus Ashido Mina and Asui Tsuyu. Izuku loved his class. He loved his teacher. He loved his friends. He loved who he was becoming.

Then he realized he grew feeling for his best friend Ochako. Everyone already knew Ochako had feelings for him, they were shocked it took Izuku almost all school year to realize his own feelings for her. He was very awkward about it. He would over think it too. Say things to cause them both to get flustered. Mina encouraged Ochako to confess and Kirishima and Shouto encouraged Izuku to confess too. They eventually confessed at the same time. They both smiled and blushed then became an official couple.

They were cute and sweet. They would study together and bring each other over to each other's home. Their parents adored them. Inko would always cook for Ochako, always her favorite and would even buy her mochi. Ochako's parents always made sure to mention something Izuku liked and listened whenever he would ramble on and on about it. That's what he could appreciate about the Urarakas. They listened to his rambles. They were such a kind family. And Ochako. He could and would go on about her beauty. He loved her pink cheeks, how she tap her tips on her fingers together when she's nervous, how she was passionate on becoming a doctor, her love for anything sweet, her favorite animals being dogs, her favorite colors being purple and pink, how non judmeental she is.

Ochako actually helped Izuku realized he was bisexual. The whole night was interesting. They were talking about past crushes and Ochako made him realized he definitely had a crush on Bakugou when he was younger. When it finally clicked that was what she was telling him it was, he just stared at her causing her to laugh. She didn't care though. He realized it and then moved on with his girlfriend.

Now, present time, they were starting their second year. It was the first day back. Izuku told his mom by after getting ready then rushed to Ochako's home to they could walk together. He saw her waiting. He ran over and when she saw him, a smile grew on her face.

"Deku!!!" She started waving.

"Hi, Ochako." He smiled as he reached her, he bent down and gave her a small peck on the lips.

She held his hand as they began to walk. "I'm so excited to see everyone again!" She said cheerfully.

He nodded. "Yeah, I got to see Iida and Todoroki over break but evergone else will be exciting."

"Yeah!!! Plus they finsihed the dorms so we can officially move in next week." She smiled. "It'll be nice to see tou everyday."

"Yeah. I can't wait for what this year will bring!"

They made it onto the school ground where they saw some members of their class. Denki immediately saw Izuku and rushed over to him.

"Hey man! I'm glad to see you again!" He said with a grin and threw his arm over his shoulder. "Glad to see you and your girl are still doing well."

Izuku and Ochako blushed, "Mhm, good to see you too." He said

"Did you make any progress with Jirou?" Ochako asked leaning over to face Denki.

He made a face. "I haven't exactly been brave enough to. What if she doesnt like me?"

"Don't worry, Denki! Maybe this year me and Deku can help you!" She smiled.

Denki formed a small smile on his face. "You guys would do that?"

"Of course, you're our friend after all, plus Ochako's friends with Jirou."

He trapped them both into a hug. "I own you guys so much!!!" Then he ran off.

Izuku looked down at his girlfriend, "You're a great person, you know." He kissed her forhead.

She giggled, "I'm only helping my friends."

"Yeah, getting into a relationship, that can change a person's life. Like how you changed mine, you're probably the most important thing to me."

Ochako softly smiled at her boyfriend. "You are to me too. That's why I'm never leaving you!!!" She tightly hugged him.

He started laughing and almost fell due to how hard she hugged him. "Yeah yeah, I'm glad you aren't."

They continued their walk into the school, making it to their class. Mina immediately pulled Ochako away from her side to caught up. Izuku watched his girlfriend laugh with her friends as he made his way to his seat. He accidentally bumped into someone, while not paying attention to where he was walking as he looked at Ochako.

He fell to the ground. "Ah- I'm so sorry-" He looked up to see who he ran into. Katsuki.

He hasn't talked to him for the longest time. The most they talked was for school work or if Kirishima decided to hang out with Izuku during class. Bakugou was always with Kirishima. It was odd to see, Bakugou following someone around. Though, he acted as if Kirishima was the one following him.

"Kacchan! I'm so sorry. I should been paying attention." Izuku's voice cracked a bit. Last time he bumped into him during middle school, Bakugou pushed him and yelled.

To his surprise, Bakugou reached his hand out. "You're fine, nerd. C'mon, get up before sensei comes in."

Izuku hesitated, but took his hand as Bakugou pulled him up. Bakugou didn't say anything else, just moved past him to take his seat. Izuku stood their a little surprise. He took his seat, staring at the back of Bakugou's head. Sure, it seemed dumb, but why did Bakugou do that one nice thing for him?

Aizawa had walked in, breaking him thoughts as he heard everyone running to their seats. He looked over to Ochako who was already looking at him, giving him a smile. He smiled back then turned his attention back onto their teacher.

"Welcome back class. Glad to see you're all here. We're going ahead and beginning with the assignments. You know how classes work, you'll see the other teachers later, however we have an assignment for me." Izuku looked over to Ochako who mouthed 'I hope its a group project so I can see you more,' he smiled and nodded. "You'll be spilt into groups of three. Before anyone says anything, yes that means they'll be one group with two, but we decided to have Shinso join that group since he is switching into this class later this school year. Anyways, this project is simply to see how well we all work together. Last year, you all filled out a sheet explaining what exactly you want your career path to be. This will be an exercise for that. We picked your groups out depending on what you want your career to be. Even if its something similar, you all wanted something different. So, for the past months there has been crimes happening that are all similar. We decided while the police figure out and actually take action, we want you all to come up with your own theories and figure out things you have spotted that could genuinely help the case. You come to me. Even if its something you spotted on the crime scene photos."

Izuku genuinely was excited about it. I mean, it was a weird assignment and it definitely seemed like this was a way if finding information the authorities don't know. Either way, it'll still be fun.

"Okay, here are your groups. Kaminari, Kirishima, and Shinso. Sato, Koda, Mineta. Sero, Todoroki, and Tokoyami. Ojiro, Hagakure, and Shoji. Ashido, Asui, and Aoyama. Iida, Yaoyorozu, and Jirou. And the last group, Midoriya, Uraraka, and Bakugou. You'll have by end December to finish your assignments. You'll start working on them after school today. I'll leave you alone for you to work with your partners and figuring what you want to do and how to set up your stuff."

Everyone got up and went to their partners. Izuku was happy to work with Ochako, but he felt his stomach drop when he realized he had to work with Bakugou almost everyday. What if Bakugou made it hell for him and Ochako.

Bakugou turned around to face him. Izuku, expecting something rude to fall out from his mouth. But instead..

"So I gotta third wheel with you and cheeks?" The tone Bakugou use made it sound like he was attempting to joke, there was an awkward smile plastered on his face as well.

"Heh, i guess.." He said awkwardly.

Ochako ran over and stood behind Izuku, wrapping her arms over his shoulders, putting her chin on his head. "Yay! I get to work with my smart boyfriend. Oh and you too, you're pretty smart, Bakugou!"

"Pretty smart?? I'm SUPER smart!" He said, like usual yelling. No more of the awkward kindness he showed Izuku.

"That's what I meant! Either way, I'm excited. Maybe after school we should wait for each other by the entrance and then we could go to a coffee shop that me and Deku usually go to! That way we can talk about what all we need to do!"

"That's not a bad idea, 'Chako. I could work with that, what about you Kacchan?" Izuku asked smiling.

"Tch, yeah that'll work."

They talked for a couple more minutes. Izuku was kinda shocked to see how well Katsuki and Ochako were getting along. He did see Ochako as sweet and kind so he couldn't see anyone not liking her.

The school day went on, Izukh kept his mind on the assignment, thinking of what they could do. The day eventually came to and end and students were clearing out. Izuku started packing when he saw Bakugou and Ochako standing over him.

"Are you ready to go, Deku?" Ochako asked.

"Just give me a minute, you two go on."

"Okay, don't take forever nerd!!" Bakugou shouted as he walked off.

"Alright, see you in a minute," She kissed his head. "Bakugou wait up!" He heard her call out as she ran.

Izuku was getting his stuff packed when he noticed as spider when he went to grab his pencil. It aas pretty big. Very fuzzy too. It eas emerald green with black legs and huge, blue eyes.

"Wow, aren't you pretty." Izuku said out loud. He grabbed his phone taking a picture of it. He had never seen a spider like that before. Once he snapped a picture, he put down his phone seeing it was gone. He shrugged and grabbed his pencil, then he felt a bite. And it hurt.

"OW!" He yelled. He looked at his hand to see the spider, biting him. He slapped the spider causing it to fall to the group. He grabbed his bag and left the school.

Izuku saw the two standing at the door bickering about something. "Hey guys!" He called out as he walked over.

"Damn, took you long enough, Deku!" Bakugou shouted.

"Sorry, I saw this spider-"

"HA, your excuse is because of a stupid spider?" Bakugou scoffed.

Ochako sent him a glare. "Dont mind him, what did the spider look like?"

"I got a picture of it." He pulled out his phone, showing them the spider. They both looked at it and raised their brows.

"I never seen a spider that looked so damn ugly. Or even that green." Bakugou said.

"Awww it's green like you! But yeah, I've never seen a spider like that."

"Me either. The dumb thing bit me though."

"Welp. Let's hope its not venomous and kills you."

Ochako hit his shoulder. "Bakugou!"

"What?? I'm being serious, I'm not wishing death upon him at least!" He defended.

"It's fine, Ochako. Let's just go to the coffee shop. The bite just itches but it'll be fine."

Little did Izuku know thag one spider would change his life forever.

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tak1e · 11 months

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working on a spidey deku ref but in the meantime: the doodles

#the shoes are heavily referenced from the anime #i refuse to draw his god foresaken stupid red shoes myself #anyway look at him #spidey deku #spiderdeku #spider deku #spiderman #izuku midoriya #au #sketch #rkgk #wip #tak1e art

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honey-words · 14 days

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spider boy secrets — spider-man!midoriya izuku x reader

synopsis: after almost a week of avoiding you left and right, you finally run into midoriya on campus. After some convincing, he finally tells you what he’s been up to as spider-man, and why he’s been so adamant about avoiding you. [part 3/5 - series masterlist]

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author’s note: the mystery is revealed, the suspense is over!! or is it :0

It’s been a few days since you’ve seen Midoriya in person.

If it weren’t for the fact that you can hear him come home every night and the fact that he has been sending the odd text or two, you would’ve called the police and led a search party yourself.

He’s never avoided you before. Because that is what he’s doing, after all. Avoiding you. No matter how you look at it.

His texts are assurances that he’s okay, and he occasionally sends an upside-down selfie. But he’s wearing his mask in every single one, and you can’t tell if he’s just being coy or if he’s hiding a bruised-up face behind the mask.

You receive one that morning just before you leave for class, and you can’t help but smile. It looks like it's from the night before, and you don’t recognize where he is exactly. You snap a quick picture of Moony napping on the couch and send it to him as you leave your apartment, avoiding your gaze on his door just a few feet away.

You get to class early and continue with what you’ve been doing since Midoriya started avoiding you—investigating. There isn’t much to you; you go to class, you come home, and occasionally you attend club activities on campus or meet up with a friend to study.

There hasn’t been any obvious overlap between the two of you, aside from knowing his giant secret and being his neighbor. You aren’t in the same social circles, major, department, or anything. But you do frequent the same libraries.

Which he hasn’t been doing for the past week—you noticed that right away. Even though you can usually count on him to be there before you and save you a spot, in the back near the giant window he likes to stare out of when he gets fed up with his chemistry homework.

After the lecture, you follow your biology professor to his office in the building over, making idle small talk before jumping into your questions on topics covered in class. You don’t stay for very long, and it’s on your way out of his office and the building that you spot him.

Midoriya is sitting against a wall, really crouching as though to make himself as small as possible, nearly hidden thanks to the crevice the water fountain creates in the corner. You freeze, afraid he’s already heard you, but he doesn’t seem to have noticed you yet. He’s leaning forward as much as he can to avoid being spotted on the other side of the corner, listening.

You take a few steps forward and strain to listen. You don’t recognize the professor’s voice, but he sounds nervous. A few words do register even from where you’re standing— “not ready yet,” “still need to test,” and you swear you hear the word “spider,” but that could just be because you’ve finally spotted the little shi—

Midoriya suddenly scrambles to his feet from underneath the water fountain and heads straight towards you. Stifling a gasp, you’re so surprised at how quickly he loops an arm through yours and ushers you down the hallway you don’t even try to say anything. You both hurry down the hall into the stairwell, and he makes sure to softly close the door behind him.

You hear muffled sounds of footsteps walking right by the door. Whoever was talking was headed straight towards the both of you.

“Who was that?” you whispered, even though the stairwell was visibly empty, and Midoriya was still holding you close to his side. He gently tugged you along down the stairs, glancing behind you as he did.

“Nobody,” he says as you both leave the building, still glancing around as you walk out the doors. “So, how’ve you been?”

You tug your arm loose as you both stop in front of a shady bench by the building you just fled from, narrowing your eyes at him. “Cut the bullshit, Midoriya,” you said. “You’ve been avoiding me for the past week, and now you’re deflecting. Who were you spying on?”

“Y/N, I can’t—”

“Do you seriously think I’d tell someone?”

“I don’t want to risk putting you in danger,” he sighed. “Of course I don’t think you’d tell anyone. I just…knowing anything about what I get up to when I wear the suit could put you in danger.” he’s still avoiding your gaze.

“Is it someone I know? Is that why?” He shakes his head a little too quickly.

“Midoriya. I will stand here and list every single person I know on this campus. You can’t lie to me, and you can’t keep avoiding me. And if I know them, then that means I can help you.” You clear your throat, mind scrambling. Can you even name everyone?

He waves his hands frantically at you, eyes wide, and you don’t get the chance to even attempt anything. “It’s Professor Kyudai. I was eavesdropping on him.”

You frown, crossing your arms. “Who?”

Midoriya furrows his eyebrows as he slowly meets your gaze. “Kyudai? The chair of the molecular and cell biology department?”

You shake your head. “Why do you think I know who he is?”

Midoriya looks as confused as you feel. “You’re listed as an undergraduate research assistant on his webpage.”

“I am?”

Midoriya moves to sit on the bench you’ve both been standing in front of, and you move to sit next to him. He pulled up the page on his phone surprisingly fast, and you see your legal name listed there, alongside two others and Professor Kyudai’s, and a brief description of some research study you’ve never even heard of.

You stared at the name on the webpage, and you remember a mixup that happened your second year after you had already declared your major. You’d received the wrong email for the wrong Y/N, who’d declared as a molecular and cellular biology major—something you had certainly never done. And how the poor advisor had apologized profusely for the mixup and had asked if you didn’t happen to know this other person.

You can’t help but laugh, quick to cover your mouth in an attempt to stifle your giggles at the absurdity of this situation. Midoriya still looks confused, which makes you laugh harder.

“That isn’t me,” you explained. “I’m not even a STEM major, Midoriya.”

He slouches forward and puts his face in his hands, in relief or surprise, you’re not sure.

“Seriously?”

“Yes,” you laughed, patting him on the shoulder. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?”

He nodded, still hiding his face in his hands. “I was so nervous I was going to have to arrest you or something.”

“Arrest?” you whispered, scooting closer to him even though there was no one within earshot of either of you. You nudge his knee with your own until he looks up at you, a smile tugging at his lips. “Okay, you need to fill me in on what the hell you’ve been up to, spider boy.”

Eventually, after a lot of convincing, he does.

“Kyudai has been dabbling in some… illegal activities,” he said, scratching Moony behind her ears and smiling at how loudly she purrs in response. You’re both back in your apartment, and the second Midoriya stepped inside Moony has not left his side. You’re a little peeved with her—when you come home she only meows at you before going back to grooming herself or staring at the birds out the window.

“He’s been doing some research on the side for some sketchy people, using funds he shouldn’t be using. I don’t know exactly what he’s up to yet, but I know other professors might be in on it, too. I think he’s threatening them.”

“What about research assistants?” you asked. “Are they being threatened, too?” You did recognize one of the other names on the list, besides your name twin’s, that is.

He shrugged and explained he didn’t know how deeply involved they were. From what he can tell and what he’s witnessed for himself, the three assistants have been running most of his actual research for the past month.

No one has formally reported Kyudai—Midoriya only noticed because he’d been at the right place at the right time, as both himself and as Spider-Man.

“I was watching a building by the docks one night, just patrolling, and I saw a university truck,” he continued. “Kyudai was driving. I watched him trade some vials for some briefcases I can only assume were filled with cash. The guys who took it, I turned them in a week later to the police. They were messed up, high on something I’ve never seen before. I almost broke my arm that night.”

And the day after turning them in, his biology professor hadn’t shown up for class.

“He’s my mentor,” Midoriya explained, voice quavering a little. “I was his research assistant last summer, and I’m supposed to help him launch a new program next semester. I see him every week for office hours. I know he wouldn’t just leave.”

Professor Yagi, it turns out, is Kyudai’s lab neighbor, and Midoriya suspects he was poking around and asking too many questions. And Kyudai got rid of him somehow.

“Even though I recorded Kyudai making the exchange, it’s not enough yet to arrest him,” Midoriya said. “I’ve been looking for Professor Yagi, tracking Kyudai. I knew you’d want to help, but because I thought you were already connected to the situation, I thought it’d be too dangerous.”

You stay silent for a few seconds, mind racing. “Thank you for trusting me,” you said softly, smiling when he met your gaze. “I think I can help you out.”

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