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gglitch1dd · 3 days
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Cheating Dilf Izuku Pt2
Husband Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader
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[Part 1]
Context: Your eldest son isn't as ignorant as you and Izuku wished he was.
Warning: Eldest sibling syndrome, daddy issues, generational trauma
Toshinori leaned against the doorway of the sliding door. His father was outside playing with Kota and Hero, both boys trying desperately to get their father down and trying to tap out on the grass. Izuku laughed as he faked losing this round as he stayed down on the grass as both boys were piled ontop of him. “Alright alright! I give up.” He laughed. Hero and Kota gave each other a high five.
Toshinori couldn’t help but smile at the sight of his two younger brothers playing together, Kota’s eyes still having that light in them that hadn’t diminished. Toshinori was glad the young boy wasn’t as affected by the past six months like the rest of them were. When Shoyo died, it had left a gaping whole in the entire family, especially in you. Shoyo was only five and was Kota’s play mate considering they were so close in age, however, seeing Hero despite being three years older than Kota, play with his brother now made the eldest of the Midoriya boys at ease.
But the smile on his face quickly left when he reminded himself that he was here to talk to someone. To his father.
He forced a smiled to his face as he kicked off the doorway and walked further onto the deck outside. “Hey dad!” Izuku turned to look at his son with a smile. “Can I talk to you for second?”
Izuku stood up easily, ignoring the two giggling boys that now hung off his figure. It didn’t even hinder him at all as he nodded. “Sure thing.” He took Kota off his shoulders and Hero off from his back as he put both of them to stand back on the grass. “How about the both of you go back inside and turn on the Nintendo. We can play Mario Kart if you want.”
“Mario Kart!” Hero let out excitedly. “Yes!” He took Kota’s hand and the both of them went sprinting towards the door. They both paused as they slid, back on their shoes. Hero turned to look up at his older brother who had his hands resting in his sweatpants.
Toshinori nodded his head subtly, allowing them to go ahead. Both boys went sprinting back into the house. “No running!” He shouted after them. “The else mom will be tugging on your ears.” He reminded them as he slid the door closed.
Izuku moved onto the deck, up the few steps before grabbing a seat on the table that was there. He smiled at the sight of his oldest son. Toshinori was a rather skinny kid, after hitting puberty, but he was working on building muscle especially since he now had One for All. It was one of the things that took Izuku by surprise, with how well adjusted Toshinori was to having the quirk.
“Hey bud, what’s going on?” He asked as he leaned back in his chair. Toshinori hadn’t talked to him like this since before Shoyo had passed, so admittedly he was rather excited that he was willing to talk to him now. Over the past two weeks, he had been trying hard to get back into the boy’s lives and it had been easier for every other boy except for Toshinori. It was something that confused Izuku considering the both of them were so close to one another before, and Toshinori seemed to support and urge his brothers to spend time with him but wouldn’t do the same. “Is it friend troubles?”
Toshinori shook his head as he sat down opposite his father. “Nope.” He answered honestly.
“Is it a girl?” Izuku asked earning a blush from Toshinori.
“Dad!”
“What?” He chuckled with his hands up. “You’re a smooth kid. Is it Satomi? If so, I got to warn you that Uncle Eijiro is very protective of his daughter and-”
“No! No dad! It’s not Satomi.” He refuted with a flushed expression but a frown on his face. “She’s just a friend! Besides she’s my best friend’s sister so she’s an instant no go.”
Izuku was buying it (although he respected the bro code). Not a second. Considering how blatantly obvious it was that the girl had a crush on Toshinori since they were both toddlers, it was either that his eldest son was dense or he truly just didn’t have a crush on her. Izuku told himself that he’d spectate while on their vacation that the entire friend group had agreed to go on together.
“No, I just had a question for you.”
Izuku perked up and smiled. He folded his arms over his chest and shrugged. “Alright, shoot.” He stated, being an open book.
Toshinori sat in front of him with a smile, his eyes giving nothing away as he stared back at his father. “What did you do?”
Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “When? Today?” He asked not entirely sure on what his fourteen year old was getting at.
“You’ve changed.” Toshinori’s voice was calm and levelled, almost as if he was asking something casual. “For the past six months you’ve been working non-stop.” At the mention of the time frame, Izuku found himself tensing. “I can probably count on one hand how many conversations that weren’t greetings that we’ve had. And now suddenly, you go on leave. Now, habits formed are usually hard to break. So its either you miraculously came to your senses or mom got fed up, or you did something that mom found out about. Now I know it isn’t the first two, because mom would never give up on anyone of us, so the question is, what did you do?” he asked with a smile.
Izuku kept his poker face but inside his heart was beating fast enough that he could hardly breathe. How did Toshinori know? You couldn’t have told him. You refused to tell any of your children anything and honestly, your acting the past two weeks have been superb, almost great enough for Izuku to forget for just a second himself.
Izuku raised an eyebrow. “Toshinori, I have no idea what you are talking about.” He stated, lying through his front teeth. His son’s smile only broadened but he didn’t say anything. “I just realised that I had been rather busy-”
“Out of the 400 000 crimes committed in the last six months, three quarters of them being referred to ProHeroes, the top three hero agencies in this country dealt with 200 000. Uncle Shota’s Agency dealt with 40k, the DynaRiot agency had 60k, you dealt with the other 100 000.”
At the mention of the statistics, Izuku cringed. That was a lot. He admitted that he did overwork himself and his workers a lot the past six months. He let out a sigh as he moved a hand to rub his eyes. “I know I was busy-”
“You missed my birthday.”
That fact made Izuku freeze. His eyes flicked over to his son who stared right back at him, not a hint of anger nor sadness. When… when was Toshinori’s birthday?
“That’s impossible.” Izuku denied as he shook his head with a laugh. “Your fourteen-”
“I’m fifteen.” He whispered, the only sign that he felt upset about that fact. Which only made Izuku feel worse.
He missed his son’s birthday? He didn’t remember you ever telling him about a party or a plan for his birthday. Izuku was pale as a sheet as he remembered that Toshinori’s birth month was indeed four months ago.
Before he could get the chance to speak on it, Toshinori beat him to it. “It doesn’t matter. We were going through a lot so I didn’t expect a party anyways. I forgot myself to be honest, it was mom who had to remind me.” He spoke honestly as he leaned back in his chair. “But that doesn’t steer away from my question… what did you do?”
Izuku swallowed down hard but kept his composure. Unlike his brothers, Toshinori was a teenager. Her was perceptive and could understand a lot more than what he thought. “Toshi… it is none of your concern. Your mother and I talked, we sorted it out and everything is fine now.”
For the first time since the entire conversation, Toshinori’s smile fell as his eyebrows furrowed, he straightened up. “Dad, I respect you wholeheartedly, but it is my concern.”
“Toshinori, you’re a kid.”
“I think you forget that while you were busy at work, I was the one here at home keeping us all together!” Toshinori’s outburst surprised Izuku as his eyebrows raised in surprise, his eyes widened. His eldest son had finger to his chest as he frowned. His voice being raised as he looked straight at his father. “I was the one who did all of mom’s chores that week after Shoyo’s funeral, not you. I was the one who sat with my brother’s helping them with their homework cause mom didn’t have the energy and you weren’t there. I was the one who signed all of their tests and homework schedules and showed up alongside mom at parent teacher meetings when Asahi was fighting kids at school, not you.” His voice cracked for a second as tears brimmed his green eyes as he looked at his father with something mixed with pain and frustration. “You raised me to be the man of this house in case you weren’t around and here I am doing that! So please dad, don’t tell me that it doesn’t concern me!” He shouted.
Izuku sat frozen with wide eyes as he stared back at his son. For a scary moment he saw himself. He saw himself when he stood across from the glass in Tarturus supreme villain’s prison when he got to talk to his father. He remembered the pain and the agony of having to be the responsible one around and care for his mother and be less of a kid than others. His son was just like him.
And it scared him to his very being.
Toshinori froze as he realised that he had just shouted at his father. His pupils shrinking as instant regret washed over him. “I… I’m sorry. I’m sorry dad I…”
Izuku felt hurt as he moved to stand up to head over to his eldest son. “Toshi-”
“I’m tired. I went on a run this morning, I’m just not thinking straight.” In a flash of light, Toshinori was at the sliding door, opening it and walked back into the house in a rush, trying to get away from him as fast as possible.
You watched your son race past you as you carefully cut the toasted sandwiches you had made for lunch. You looked at him surprised and shocked as he raced past. “Toshinori?” You asked him surprised. To your surprise however, he didn’t stop. Your eyebrows furrowed as you set down your knife, wiping your hands as you quickly followed after him up the stairs. “Toshi? Toshi are you okay?” You asked as you raced after him.
“I’m fine, mom! I j-just need to make a phone call.” He lied and you could hear it so easily.
You furrowed your eyebrows as you quickly made an extra step and caught him right before he could get to his room. You took a hold of his arm as you forced him to stop running. You saw in his eyes he looked like he was panicking. You took a hold of his hand as you closed the door to his room before looking at him genuinely. “Toshi, come on talk to me. What is it?” You asked softly.
For a moment your son just looked at you but then you saw his face break. You saw that look of pure agony on his face as his hands started to shake. Tears spilled from his eyes as he tried to bite back a sob. You instinctively brought him in for a hug, holding him up as he broke down in your arms. Toshinori hadn’t cried since the funeral and lord knows that you didn’t hold him like this when it did happen. It was one of your biggest regrets, but you knew that everything would come out eventually. Like right now.
You held him tightly in your arms, wondering what on earth brought this about and what would you have to kill to make his agony end. You placed a kiss on his forehead as you just held him. You didn’t say anything, allowing his pain to pass as you took the moment to just be here for him.
“I’m sorry.” He sobbed into your chest as his hands gripped onto you painfully tight almost as if you were gonna disappear. His voice sounded so small as it cracked, his body shivering in your grasp. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry-”
You shushed him quietly as you rest your head on his as you carefully pat his back the same way you did when he was younger. “It’s okay baby. It’s okay.” You spoke softly as you held him.
“No, it’s not! I’m so angry, momma.” His voice was muffled but you heard every word of it. “Why wasn’t he here earlier? Why now! I know you don’t want me to be angry but I was so disrespectful. I’m so sorry.”
You shushed him quietly as you held him tighter against you. “Oh my little sprout… Holding such anger isn’t good for your heart my love. I’m not angry and you shouldn’t be.” You told him softly as you held him in your arms. You let out soft hums as you held him. You held him until the world melted away and until his crying and shaking stopped. You held him until he was the first one to let go.
You took out a handkerchief you always kept on you, being a mom to so many children. You handed it to him as you smiled. You placed a kiss on his forehead. “Toshi, my baby, how about you take a nap hm? Then we can go for a walk later in the evenings, just the two of us. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
He nodded with an exhausted look on his face. “Okay.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“I love you too, mom.” 
You left Toshi by himself, allowing him to work whatever feelings he still had left or to just nap. You stayed against his door for a moment as you tried to fight back a scowl. You swallowed down hard as you moved back downstairs. “Boys! Food is in the kitchen!” You called out, noting that you should bring up food to Toshinori so he doesn’t have to come down. However, your priority was Izuku. You walked straight outside, opening as you looked at him as he stood facing the garden. “What did you talk about with Toshinori?” You asked lowly.
Izuku was silent for a moment, his hands in his pockets as he just stared at the garden, bunnies hopping out of their burrow. “He knows something happened.” His voice was deadpanned but showed concern. “He doesn’t know what.”
“What did you say to him?”
“I told him it wasn’t his concern and that we talked about it and everything I said that day was true.”
“Good.” You let out coldly but you didn’t move from where you both stood. He could hear it in your voice, just how ready you were to cut into him if he had broken the agreement of not telling the kids. You noticed how tense his shoulders were. Whatever Toshinori had said to him, was enough to cut into him deeply.
You frowned but walked away.
Izuku heard you leave, his shoulders falling, glad that you would leave him be to his own devices and wallow in self-hate. He hated this. He hated the feeling that he had ruined his relationship with his eldest son and had put so much responsibility and pain onto him. He was a kid for goodness sake. He didn’t deserve any of this. Izuku dragged a hand down his face, trying to stop himself from shedding tears. This wasn’t a time to cry but he was choking up from the inside.
Izuku heard footsteps behind him and instantly he brought himself together. “Hey bud-” instead of it being one of the boys, it was you.
You held a tray of sandwiches and lemonade along with home made mochis. You looked at him with a frown but placed the tray on the table next to him. Sitting in the tray was a pack of tissues as well. Before he could  look at you again, you turned around and headed straight back inside. “Eat something. You’re getting skinny.” With that you left him alone.
Izuku was frozen as he stared down at the tray. Lord knows he wasn’t as skinny as he once was… but that was because of you. You always made him good hearty food that always made him feel so full and grateful. You always fed him whenever he was in a bad mood.
Even now.
He couldn’t help but smile.
-Glitch1d
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pleaseletmeexist · 12 hours
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People talk a lot about Bakugou’s possible intentions for being an ass to Midoriya, like some tragic backstory, but it comes down to a fundamental misunderstanding. From Bakugou’s perspective, he’s unloved by everyone. He never understood that Midoriya just LIKES him. To Bakugou, he is the most determined manipulator of all time. Him secretly having a quirk basically confirmed that to Bakugou. The real reason their relationship improves after their fight in season 3 is because he realizes, “Oh. He just… cares about me.” Knowing what little we know about his relationship with his mother and her constant belittling, it makes perfect sense that he tries to make up for his actions only after putting them in hindsight.
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jellyfishandry · 16 hours
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Izuku scar comfort headcanons
Content: Scars, insecurity, mentions of injury and fights, established relationship, gn reader
A/N: I need to hold and love him so badly
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He doesn’t really hide his scars, but he doesn’t show them off either.  He’s got quite a few scars on his arms, mainly his right, due to how often he breaks them.  And then of course he’s got scars over most of his body due to fights with villains.  If you have scars, he’ll be interested in them, but he won’t ask you about them.  He wants to respect your boundaries.  You guys were cuddling when he felt you start to trace the scars on his hand. He flinched slightly at first, as the touch was just unexpected.    But when you really start to trace and touch his scars, he melts right there. His face is red, and he’s trying not to say anything. He loves the feeling, and he feels loved and appreciated when you do. Especially when you kiss his scars.  If you ever kiss the scars on his shoulders and back, he might just die happy.  It’s so comforting to him.  He doesn't know how to thank you or repay you, and you tell him he doesn’t have to. If he’s feeling brave he might trace your scars if you’re okay with that. He’s so thankful to have someone as kind and understanding as you in his life.
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mykaysart · 2 days
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For Deku‘s birthday 2023
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So we're all aware of the running joke that Izuku does not remember the iconic river scene,
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This one right here. The one that Katsuki is constantly referring back to as "the moment where it all went wrong" and being all dramatic about. His core memory of Izuku being a hero.
But I raise you this... Katsuki does not remember this scene,
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This is the scene where a young Katsuki has just finished winning a fight against some older kids that were being bullies.
The scene that is Izuku flashes back to when thinking about Katsuki's heroic nature.
Because Katsuki does not remember a time when he stood up to Bullies instead of being one.
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anime-as-textposts · 6 days
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sereiiinnn · 6 months
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“Heartbeat”
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cinnabananamon · 7 months
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Just a handsome deku <3
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tyinghershoe · 1 year
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Izuku is the type of person to give you wildflowers that he saw on the side of the road.
He’ll pick dandelions even if he knows they’re weeds. He picks them just because he thinks they’re pretty, and you deserve pretty things.
He’s fluent in the language of flowers - he’ll pick a blue flower when he notices you’re anxious, or give you a pink one when he’s not as coy.
Something about him and flowers, it just makes sense.
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keitoart · 2 months
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EVERYBODY!! GIVE THAT BABY A QUICK KISS!!!!👊👊👊
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getstarried · 25 days
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So pathetically intense. Can’t have it any other way
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dcsiremc · 1 month
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jumbled thoughts of izuku being an impatient menace. you’d been on the phone with your friends for awhile now, gossiping and giggling about nothing important, at least not in izu’s eyes. he keeps signaling for you to wrap it up. and normally he wouldn’t mind, he just needed to spend a bit of time with his wife. you looked like heaven on earth, smelled that much more enticing since you had showered right before you had gotten on the phone. and here he was massaging lotion up your legs, gliding rough hands over smooth skin with as much decency as he could muster. after the fifth time of getting waved off by you, he grew a rather suspicious smile.
your eyebrow quirked your eyebrow, but before you could even mouthed a question to his antics, he was yanking you down the bed by your ankle. while you covered your gasp with a cough, he was busy lifting the hem of your silky robe above your thighs, groaning at the sight. you raised a finger in warning, but your favorite green haired bastard was already sinking to his stomach on the bed. to his joy, you were bare, your pussy fully accessible. your thumb tapped at the mute button on your phone.
“ ‘zu- i wasn’t done t-“ he cut you off with a kiss to your inner thigh, too close but not close enough to where you’d like him to be.
“finish your call, honey, but i’m done waiting.”
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@bakubunny @neon-gothicc since it’s just a teeny crumb
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twinn-stars · 1 year
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control your heart
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scholastica-magic · 9 months
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Hi! Can you do Izuku liking our boobs kinda like kirishima but Izukus personality ?
YES YES YES I CAN
izuku is not very up front. he wouldn’t blatantly tell you that he likes your boobs, like kirishima does.
instead, he sneaks glances. whenever you wear your sports bra around your shared home, you’ll catch him staring.
or in the shower, he’ll stare until you tap his shoulder.
“enjoying the sight, zuku?”
“huh, what? what are talking about?”
it was a saturday and izuku finally had a real day off. no calling in. no paperwork. no office. no nothing. just him and you inside your large house wondering around half naked.
you in a pair of his boxers and his button up shirt from the before and him in some sweatpants and no shirt. your romp from the night before very obvious from your outfits.
the shirt you wore was completely unbuttoned with no bra. so, when you walked over to izuku his eyes were immediately glued to your chest.
“you wanna touch them or something?”
“huh?”
“you always stare but never touch. even during sex you don’t do nothing.” you giggled, sitting down next to him on the couch.
“i didn’t know if you liked that kinda stuff.”
you have him another giggle, slowly slipping the shirt you had on off.
“touch them.”
izuku looked at you then down at your chest, slowly moving his hands to cup your boobs. he gave a few light squeezes.
“do you think i can, uh, put my mouth on them?”
“yeah, do whatever you want, zuku.”
in was seemed like a millisecond, izuku had your back laid on the couch and a nipple in his mouth. his body relaxed on top of yours as he let out a groan of relief.
ever since that day, he always had a hand or his mouth on you chest.
when you were sleeping he would put a hand in your shirt and cup your boobs, lightly squeezing to help him sleep.
during sex, he’d have a nipple in his mouth near the whole time. licking it, sucking it, biting it. anything.
whenever he was stressed he would come home, put you in his lap and shove his face into your cleavage.
“rough day, baby?”
“mhm.”
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gglitch1dd · 3 months
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I know it wasn't the main focus of your Angry Dilf series
But please can we have a one-shot where Izuku and the reader finally have a daughter (I'm a sucker for a daddy-daughter fic).
The doctors thought I was a boy right up until I was born!
It was quite a happy surprise because secretly I think my dad wanted a girl all along 😅 (fyi im an only child)
Idk it could be a cute idea but it's up to you if you want to
Ohhhh... That's cute! I'd think they'd totally have a daughter as their finally child. Last one to wrap up the batch.
The Girl
Dilf Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader
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Warning: Parenthood, pregnancy, babies, boy mom Y/N, brief birth scene there.
Now THIS baby, this baby was vasectomy baby. You called them vasectomy baby because by NO MEANS did you think you'd have them. You and your husband had dusted your hands and called it an end to the Midoriya plantation.
However, you just had to have that last dip in the risky pool and there you found yourself standing in the bathroom, in smack disbelief at the two lined pregnancy stick in your hand. Five boys and now no doubt another on the way.
You weren't sure how your husband was going to react considering you had both talked about it and decided that you would be done. So that's how you ended up waiting for him to get home to break the news. You did it with all the boys that just so happened to be present when you had broken the news.
"Izuku."
Your large husband turned to look at you as he paused whatever he was reading on his phone to look at you. The sides of his green head of hair were starting to go grey, giving him a devilishly attractive look that you couldn't help but adore. "Yah?" He asked so calm and unsuspecting of your bombshell of news.
You didn't say anything more as you placed down the pregnancy stick before him. His eyes followed you before landing on the stick. His eyes widened comedically before turning to you. He blinked once. Twice. Three times. Before turning to look back at the stick. He put down his phone before turning to look at you fully.
He pointed to the stick with a large finger. "Is this..."
"Yep."
"And you're..."
"Yes."
"Huh." He let out nonchalantly as he took a moment to digest the news.
Walking into the room was your oldest, Toshinori. The green haired fifteen year old boy walked in, dressed in his UA first year uniform. He took an apple from the fruit bowl before his eyes caught on the stick. The apple dropped from his hand as he looked to you with the same round green eyes that his father had. "No!" You persed your lips and nodded your head. Toshinori's jaw dropped before pointing to you and looking to his father. "Is this..."
Midoriya nodded with an amused chuckle. "Boy number 6." Your husband titled.
You gave him a pointed look, putting your hands on your hips. "Izuku!"
"What?" He chuckled putting his hands up. "Honey..." He let out a sigh as he moved to carefully pull you into his arms. "I'm grateful for everything you give me. This is just a surprise, nothing more and nothing less." He told you honestly, moving to hold your hand and bring your hand up so that he could kiss your knuckles. You couldn't help but melt in his arms, always being so swayed by him.
"YASS!" Toshinori cheered, taking the both of you by surprise. "We can form a volleyball team!" He raced out of the kitchen heading upstairs. "ASAHI! GUESS WHAT DAD DID TO MOM AGAIN!"
Your husband's jaw dropped as you let out a loud laugh.
Having had so many boys, the both of you had kind of just assumed it would be a boy just like the other five. It was predictable at this rate. Even your friends had accepted it as a new boy to add to the Midoriya army.
You didn't mind. You were a boy mom. It was kind of what you did and after the second boy, you understood completely how they worked, all being little copies of their father and all running off of chaos, affection, and obssession over something whether it be quirks, heroes, a sport, there was something they would cling to and hold till their grave.
So as your stomach grew and the baby inside you was also seemingly a boy from the ultrasounds, there was nothing to suggest otherwise. Considering you had had your youngest Kota just a little under two years prior, Midoriya had easily redone the nursary and everything was ready for Midoriya sprout Number 6.
However, leaving you both surprised was when you gave birth.
"Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Midoriya. It's a girl." The doctor had said as they started cleaning up your little crying baby, bringing her over to you.
You and your standing by husband had both froze. You looked up to Midoriya as he had once again, his eyes widened so wide you were sure he had never looked so shocked. "It's a what!?" He asked.
At this point the labour and delivery nurses were all giggling, having had seen this all before and seeing you often too. You couldn't even get a word in as your girl was placed on your chest.
She was crying, her eyes squeezed shut as she had lungs big enough to wake up the dead. She had a healthy head of green curls like all your boys.
A girl.
A little baby girl.
You quickly shushed her as you brought a hand to her back, holding her gently. "Aww sweetheart, it's okay." You felt tears in your eyes as you smiled, a burst of happiness that made everything else in the room fade away other than your little girl.
It took a minute or two before your husband could finally hold her. She was smaller than her brothers were, sitting in his large hands weighing so light he feared he would drop her, despite having held a newborn plenty of times before.
You saw it.
You could see the moment that your husband switched over from a boy dad to a girl dad.
His eyes softened as he shushed her sweetly. Her little knitted hat sat on her head as she was put against his chest, wrapped up sweetly like a gift from the heavens. Your husband was a crier. It was what he did, but you had never seen him sob so hard since Toshinori's birth. And here he was. A grown man, crying as much tears as the baby.
Once you three had your time together, you soon allowed in the boys followed by your mother-in-law.
"MOM!" Your boys streamed in fast and quickly as if they had been seperated from you for months. They headed towards you quickly as your husband stayed by your side, the biggest smile on his face as he looked down at you and your daughter proudly.
You chuckled as you turned to the boys. "Shhh! Sprouts, you've gotta keep quite. Your sister is sleeping." You told them as you looked down at the little girl, so exhausted from spending the last few hours inducing you into labour to get here.
The boys jaws dropped as they looked to their sister. Instantly you were surrounded on all sides, all of them peering down to look at their little sister. So small and tiny.
You looked to your eldest. Toshinori had a wobbly smile on his face, and then you saw the tears. He quickly wiped his eyes, trying to stop them from falling on the baby. He leaned down and kissed your head. "Are you okay mom?"
You smiled at your boy. He always thought about you, no matter what. You nodded as you put a hand to his shoulder. "I am, thank you baby."
When you turned to your mother in law, Inko was bawling her eyes out as she hugged her son. "A girl!?" She asked softly.
It only made your husband laugh as he nodded, so much taller than her now. He nodded. "Yes, Okaasan. A girl."
Inko shuffled over to you, tired of her son for a second as she kissed your forehead before looking down at the little girl. She awed at the sweet little girl. "How precious." She whispered. "You did such a good job, Y/N. What are you guys gonna call her?"
You looked to your husband, honestly having not entertained the idea of girl names in over a decade. Your husband however seemed like he had been waiting for this question all his life. He put a hand on his mother's shoulder and said a single name.
"Inko."
-Glitch1d
[Needless to say, that girl is never getting a boyfriend and she's gonna be more protected than the president.]
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moonlightwriter · 2 months
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𓃹 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𓃹
- Content: Fluff, smut near the end -
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𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who was cautious when he first met you during his attempt at escaping a hunter’s bloodhound. Granted, he was still in his bunny form and hopping on a bruised hind leg. He was just lucky enough that you stopped your car in the middle of the road to pick him up before taking him home with you.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who was a little shy during his stay at your home with you. You treated him with nothing but love and care as his leg was in the process of healing. He soon loosened up a little over time, even letting you pet him or scratch behind his fluffy ears.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who fell in love with you that he’s started to rub himself over you as a silent claim of territory. He’ll rub his chin and cheek on any surface of you that he can reach so his scent is the only one on your body.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who blushed furiously when you saw him in his true form after having come home from work. He had hurriedly thrown a nearby blanket over his naked body but you had already caught a glimpse of his lean and muscular physique.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who was happy that you didn’t freak out when he told you what he really was. You just nodded in understanding and offered him to stay with you for as long as he needed.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who’s very attentive when it comes to you and your routine. Ever since he started living with you, he always makes sure to do his part while noting down everything about you.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who cuddles you every chance he gets. You could be laying in bed, sitting down on the sofa or even in the kitchen cooking, his arms will be wrapped around your waist as he leans his weight on you.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who affectionately scents you everyday. You always thought that this was just him being affectionate and not him secretly marking you as his mate.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who can’t resist the soft whimpers that leave his lips whenever you scratch or pet his ears. Your touch always leaves his tail wiggling happily.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who’s very horny when that time of year rolls around and hormones are going crazy. Poor baby can’t help but grind himself on your pillow, breathing in your sweet, sweet scent as soft moans of your name leaves his lips. His ears down and flat against his head as his tail twitches with how aroused and over simulated he is.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝! 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 who gets jealous when he smells any other scent that isn’t his on you. This’ll then lead to him breeding you senseless until you’re covered in his scent again. Your moans and cries of pleasure as his cock plunges deeply in and out of your already wet cunt is music to his ears.
“Such a good girl…taking me so well. You’re mine, all mine..”
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