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miniimight · 6 months

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Gotta admit the way you write midoriya is just so... Literally can't find the words to describe it. I had this scenario I wished to request of you it's okay if you don't want to do it. Midoriya with an significant other that hears people taking about them, not deserving of him and how they are using him for his fame and all, then he teaches them a lesson?

DEFENDING YOU the gossip around the office gets on his nerves a lil bit

with izukuuuuu :heart: + gn!reader

notes absolutely in love with this request ! thanks for reading my stuffs <3

a while after you were revealed as his girlfriend, izuku was faced with many backhanded comments about his relationship. sure, they were few and far between, but when they did happen he felt his self-control diminishing way faster than usual. especially if that person had the balls to say it to his face.

to be completely honest, he thought that everyone else should mind their own fucking business. he doesn't kid around when it comes to the people he cares about. the fact that he wants and needs you is enough.

but, nonetheless. people will still run their mouths.

it was another casual day in the office. you had the day off work and he was stuck at the agency headquarters, flipping through paperwork.

you were excited to see him. izuku had been holed up in work for what seemed like forever, and you were so happy to get the chance to spend time with each other during the coming weekend.

as you walked through the halls, you noticed the eyes following you. they were hard to miss, but they were part of the routine at this point. you soon found yourself in the elevator, head ducked as you pulled out your phone.

izu: you coming up soon baby?

you: yeah, i'm like 5 mins away

you: okay im in the lobby, heading up rn

izu: yayyy can't wait to see you, love :3

you smiled softly to yourself. when you looked up, the elevator was packed; all you could see were the backs of the seven or so individuals in front of you, pushing you into the corner. your stomach felt a little uneasy, thinking about how you'd have to tell these people to move to let you through, but you remembered izuku was on the top floor. there was no way they were all heading there.

the hushed voices of a few employees made your heart pound.

"you're talking about deku's s/o?"

"yeah! aren't they... i dunno. a little out of his league?"

"i'm saying! like i'd get it if they were maybe a model or something. but they're literally just a civilian. how disappointing is that? like uravity is right there."

"i'm sure they're just using him for his fame. he's in the field so much with other badass heroes, they probably barely get to see him. if deku wasn't deku, they'd dip in a heartbeat."

they all laughed.

you wanted to stop listening. flood your mind with meaningless thoughts to distract you. but you couldn't resist tuning in, feeding your insecurities and doubt.

the ding of the elevator saved you. they filed out of the elevator, leaving you with the cheerful jingle of the lift.

you were quiet as you walked down the long halls of the top floor, their words echoing in your mind. you knew they weren't true—and god, would izuku reassure the fuck out of you—but negativity was negativity. and negativity had a way of finding cracks and slipping through.

the giant glass doors slid over the tiled floor soundlessly, yet izuku's head popped up from behind all the papers and files at your arrival.

a huge grin bloomed on his face as he sped over to you, paperwork forgotten. "hello, honey. did you get up here okay?"

"yeah," you smiled and held up a takeout bag. "i got some snacks for us."

izuku's calculating gaze bore into you as he gingerly accepted the bag. "you alright?"

"hmm?" you tilted your head in confusion. of course he noticed. "yeah, i'm good." the last thing you wanted to do was stress him out even more.

his brows furrowed. he stepped closer to you, his hands resting on your waist. "don't lie to me, sweetheart." his tone was scolding but his eyes were gentle. "what's bothering you?"

you pursed your lips, sighing. "just a couple people talking about us, 'n how i don't deserve you—"

you felt him stiffen, his expression going cold.

"how i'm using you for the fame, blah, blah, blah." you forced a smile, trying to play it off in an amusing light. "you know, the usual."

izuku was tightlipped, responding only with a "hmm."

he was staring at the wall behind you, eyes narrowed as if he'd seen a villain or something. you knew that expression well.

you cupped his face, guiding him to look at you. "hey. it's okay, izu, i'm used to it. don't mind them, alright?"

izuku's gaze softened and he leaned into one of your palms, the other lifted off his face by his own hand. he pressed a little kiss to your wrist, rubbing his hand up and down your arm soothingly as you both walked out his office.

he decided to drop it, and just love the shit out of you as an apology for experiencing such disrespect. even if he did everything in his power to make sure everyone knew he belonged to you just as much as you belonged to him, he still felt guilty when people attacked you.

he still had many questions: who were they, what floor did they get off, and how can i discipline them? he usually felt sympathy for when employees messed up, but suddenly... he wasn't against firing them all.

the ride down to the lobby was filled with many adoring employees who giggled at the sight of the pro-hero, a phenomenon you were also very familiar with.

soon, you were gliding through the lobby, so close to freedom when he picks up on the idle chatter he hates so much.

"i think that's them!"

"it is. woah, his s/o is way more dull when you see 'em next to each other."

izuku grit his teeth. his eyes glanced down to you, seeing the way you blinked and pursed your lips. he suddenly paused. you walked forward a couple steps before you were tugged back by his stationary hand.

you looked at him curiously. "izu..?" your eyes darted around, lingering on the three that said those things about you.

he smiled, bending over you as he kissed your lips gently, pecking your forehead as well. "why don't you go to the car, love? i'll catch up in a second."

you gave him a warning look, noticing how he was drifting to where the three sat. "izu... really, let's just go."

he kissed you again and your head was swimming. "i'll only be a minute, angel. go on." he pat your back and watched as you left the lobby. when he turned around his expression was completely different.

he walked over to the three people, who instantly straightened at his approach. they shared glances with each other, both a little scared and confused.

"hello." izuku smiled, but there was no indication that he was happy. "i'm deku, and you all are..?"

they meekly listed their names, to which izuku took mental notes and nodded.

"great. uhm, i overheard you talking about my s/o?" he cocked his head to the side. "please, i'd love to hear your thoughts." he chuckles. "i'm kinda obsessed with them, or whatever."

"o-oh..." they stutter and avoid his gaze, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "no, it was nothing, really."

"hmm? nothing?" izuku and his months of public appearance training only made him more intimidating when angry; the joyless smile he wore as annoyance bubbled through him was ten times worse then any outright show of anger. "are you sure?"

"yes! promise." one nods eagerly.

he laughs mirthlessly and the three weakly chuckled along, thinking they were out of trouble. leaning close to them, his voice dropped into a low hum. "i'd like to keep it that way, yeah? let's not make them sad just so you could feel like you have an opinion about something that does not concern you whatsoever."

the three held onto each other, eyes rounded with shock as they listened to the pro-hero before them.

izuku's head tilted ever-so-slightly. "well?"

they began to trip over each other with their agreement, yes, of course! we wouldn't dream of it. consider it done! whatever you say!

izuku flashed his famous smile. "glad we got that sorted out. and just so that we're crystal clear, if i—or anyone for that matter—catch you talking down on my s/o again..." he pursed his lips, his eyes narrowing in thought. "i'd hate to have to terminate your contracts... it's a lot of paperwork, you know?"

they shook their heads, bowing deeply to the pro-hero. "never again, sir!"

"great!" izuku chirped. "bye!"

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your leg bobbed nervously in the car, wondering what izuku was doing and if you should go in there and see for yourself. just as you were about to act, you saw his green hair bob over the cars beside you, eventually coming into view.

you exhaled in relief as he slipped into the driver's seat, sighing happily. he turned to stare at you, leaning dreamily over the steering wheel. you smiled, though your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"you're so pretty." he sighed.

"i—" you blinked, laughing. "thank you, baby."

"i'm so lucky to have you..." he continued, leaning over the compartment separating your seats.

you giggled, matching his energy. "mhmm."

he gave you a lopsided smile. "you deserve everything i have and more."

your face felt warm as you shy away from him, knowing why he was spouting all these affirmations. his fingers hooked under your chin, tilting your face. his hair brushed against your forehead as he captured your lips. he grinned at you when he pulled away, staring at you with such adoration.

"so..." you ignore your racing heart and try to regulate your breathing. "are you gonna tell me what happened?"

he squished your cheeks before turning back in his seat, starting the car. "nope!"

you smiled and rolled your eyes, uncertainties gone and doubt erased. in the end, you weren't ever bothered. and strangely, you never saw those three faces again.

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shotorozu · 1 year

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ooh, can i please request "pulling your partner onto your lap" for Izuku?? ty!!

OTHER WAY AROUND — MIDORIYA IZUKU

(send me a bnha character + a physical intimacy prompt and i’ll make something out of it!)

gender neutral reader, reader has an assertive personality, reader is STRONG but no mentions of a quirk, lower case intended 😭

note(s): hey yall 🧍‍♀️ i know im posting these slowly as i could possibly go but something real bad happened at school, so i just had to delay the uploads a little bit (but i am feeling a bit better so expect at least one post per day this week because of valentines day 😭)

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midoriya izuku if not rarely— never pouts.

he recognizes pouting as a part of sulking— which is a normal thing. (in fact, he does it a lot)

as much as no one really says it out loud, everyone has done it at least once in their life. a kid pouting because they couldn’t get their parents to buy them that toy they really wanted, a teenager that’s feeling particularly moody that hour, or an adult thats plans just didn’t work out.

he feels lots of things, especially after all he’s been through. at this point, what hasn’t he felt? positive, negative (sulking included) and the neutral. of course he has— it’s all a part of the process, but for some reason, he feels the need to suppress the negative a little (an understatement) more than regular.

midoriya izuku if not rarely— never pouts.

but he’s doing exactly that, and you know it. he’s sulking, pouting over something that doesn’t look worthy enough to be pouting over for the green haired teenager personally. and he knows that you know— so, he just hopes that means he doesn’t have to say it out loud. he isn’t sure if it’s something you’d usually ask or tell someone.

but he knows you— your unofficial ability to pull out any thought out of his mind, so he knows he’ll give in and end up fessing up what’s on his mind. he just knows.

you step in front of him, and he’s pulled out of his trance when you tap his chin and tilt his head upwards.

“why the long face? hmm…” you question, humming thoughtfully to yourself afterwards. if izuku’s pouting— then that’s when you know that something’s really, really wrong.

he cracks an imbalanced smile, “does it bother you?”

“not really,” you bring your unoccupied hand to cup his cheek, “it’s just that my boyfriend’s pouting, y’know? so how could i not ask?”

he brings his hand up to rest against the hand cupping his cheek, “it’s almost as if you see right through me.” he intones, sounding less shocked and more— interested and genuine.

“i mean, you’re not exactly slick.” you bluntly remark, “an open book.”

he goes red at that— “i figured,” and he starts to wonder how many times he’s been obvious on something he was trying to conceal. oh the embarrassment is starting to flood through him—

“so go on, shoot.” but it goes out the window when you start scratching under his chin like he was a cat. a shiver urges to run through him.

but the less embarrassed he becomes, the more insecure he grows. the main reason why he was pouting in the first place starts to come back to him.

“so,” he begins, clearing his throat with a cough, “promise you won’t think it’s weird?”

“i promise,” to him, your eyes look like they twinkled with sincerity. “although, you’ve really gotten me curious. is it actually weird or are you just being subjective?”

an open book, he thinks to himself. you’re so right about him. it’s like you know him like the back of your hand.

“it could be both? depends.. maybe.. actually..? ” he mumbles, genuinely considering which reason was it. you blink— and you become dead silent, as a way to allow him to respond.

he understands, “okay so,” he squeezes your hand cupping his face, “why don’t you want to sit on my lap?”

you don’t respond, like you’re expecting more out of his question. but to find the green haired hero in training not say anything else, and blink back in similar fashion— translated into ‘oh, that was really it’ for you.

“..is there more you wanna say?” you speak after a few seconds of nobody saying anything pass by, “i find it hard to believe that there’s no context to this apparently weird question. because honestly, this isn’t strange. i’m wounded by your dishonesty.”

izuku lets out a chuckle, which was genuine, but ended up sounding nervous. he begins to fiddle with his hands,

“there is context,” he gulps, taking his gaze off of you— being unable to take the extensive amount of eye contact. “it’s just that, i’ve carried a lot of people, so far. because of heroics, y’know? and most of them also sat in my lap— although unintentional. i’ve asked you before, but whenever i do it’s like.. you don’t say no, but you act as if nothing happened?”

you hum, allowing him to carry on— and you continue to scratch under his chin while listening.

“and if you don’t want to, that’s totally fine! but if it’s because you’re worried about crushing me or what not, then i don’t think it’s a concern—”

“izuku,” you cut in, halting all movements to take your hands off of him. he misses the contact already, “don’t you think it’s because i want it to be the other way around?”

he gulps rather loudly.

“what does.. that mean?” he questions, feeling his face already starting to warm up rapidly.

laughing, you poke his cheek. “although i don’t mind your idea, i prefer the idea of you planted on my lap instead.”

he lets out a squeak, and your laughter rings in his ears again.

“oh!” he exclaims, he only wished your laughter would’ve provided physical comfort like how it usually does— but it only managed to make him flush red more. “i.. i see!”

“yep.” your lips make the ‘p’ pop with emphasis.

“that.. makes sense. i never thought of it that way!”

you give izuku a smile, patting your thighs with both hands as a signal. he knows what you’re trying to tell him— he’s done it as a signal to you before. for him, it was done so casually.

yet for some reason, with your assertiveness, it was anything but.

“you want me to…?”

you pat your lap again, “it’s right here.”

“okay, okay. alright,” your freckled boyfriend breathes in deeply. suddenly, he found himself standing up and putting his jittering hands on your shoulders lightly— heart making several steep drops in his chest.

and then, you’re lowering him on your lap, and he lets out yet another squeak as you maneuver him on your lap, sitting him on one leg and spreading his legs across yours in seconds.

you pat his thigh, just to feel what it’s like to have his legs on top of yours, and you shift your hand to rest it against the small of his back.

he wonders if his heart could hammer against his chest any harder. he could hear it in his ears, and he was acutely aware of it.

despite it, he’s clinging to you like he belongs (he does) and he wraps an arm around your shoulder. “i’m sorry if i’m—”

“shh, shh.” you hush him, bringing the hand that’s not resting against his back up to stroke the back of his head— petting his hair and threading through the green, voluminous locks with your fingers.

“hypocrite.” you whisper, but you don’t exactly mean anything malice of it. “telling me not to worry about me being heavy on you, but here you are, worrying about being heavy on me.”

“my bad—”

“no,” you’re almost amazed by the way he could find new ways to apologize, “just, enjoy this, will you? isn’t this nice? this is what it must feel for those people to be sitting on your lap. it’s comfy, right?”

you’re assertive, but izuku could also sense the tiniest speck of nervousness in your voice. he knows you just like how you know him— you’re minding the way you’re coming off right now, and his reaction to all of this, like you’re worried he wouldn’t like it

which is out of the ballpark, because—

“yeah, you’re right.” he whispers, “this is comfy.”

this might start to become his next favorite past time.

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lizandbo · 2 years

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Tokoyami, Todoroki, and twice finding out there S/O is pregnant ;v;

This poor ask has been sitting in my inbox for at least a year, i didnt really know how answer this one then but im doing it now:>

Masterlist

also i switched twice with izuku since i dont write for him

Tokoyami

you've tried to decide whether to surprise him or just to tell him straight out

you went with the second option just to play it safe

Not to mention you’re nervous as hell

after collecting your thoughts together you came up to him a bit after his work

you sat yourself down next him on the couch

made yourself a bit comfy

“umm fumi?”

“yes?”

“so i was just thinking about if we ever had kids… would you be mad? even if there unplanned?”

you let fumikage ponder for a moment

“i wouldnt mind a mini us” tokoyami spoke up, propping his head on the end of his palm

“Well im pregnant… with your child”

even though he practically said it was ok to have a child you still a bunch of nervousness in your system

toko was a bit stunned ngl

he held your hand in his “thats.. thats really great to hear dear”

“Are you sure your pregnant?”

“Im positive”

for the rest of the night yall cuddled, fumi occasionally placed his hand on your tummy n feelin so happy about it

Izuku

this is quite literally how he acts when you first tell him^

but when you stumble out the words “im pregnant” he goes absolutely bat shit crazy

but in a happy/ excited way!

Kneels down to his knees and kisses your stomach over repeatedly even tho the little buddy isnt grown almost at all

asks all sorts of questions

“Do you know the gender?”

“I wonder what kind of quirk ittle have”

“Did you pick some names already?”

“How long did you have them for?”

“My mom will be so proud!”

but after a while he still fantasizes about the little one

like plz calm ya man down

rubs your tummy daily now

writes e v e r y t h i n g down

all of your cravings if you have any, symptoms, mood, milestones etc

hes such a proud dad istg

cuddles into your tummy a lot holy shit

Shoto

stays real quiet when you stated the fact that your pregnant with his child

letting him hold the pregnancy test for proof

hes amazed, but scared af

“are you really sure about this? what if i mess up everything?”

“Shoto, your not gonna mess up i promise.. also yes im pretty damn sure that the test is correct” you end the sentance with low laugh

shoto comes to hug you, almost a tear pooling at the end of his eye

“Your gonna be such a great father” you say in todos neck, rubbing his back for comfort

yall stand there for awhile hugging each other

after a bit shoto guides you to the room

he asks a few questions about how are yall gonna handle this and other necessary questions

his hand stuck on your tummy the whole night and rubbing n kissing a lot

talks to the baby almost all the time

def asks a lot of concerns and clearing up confusions to his mom too

#tokoyami fukimage #lizandbo #mha #izuku x reader #shoto x reader #izuku fluff #shoto fluff #shoto hcs #izuku hcs #izuku imagines #<3 #Fumikage fluff #Fumikage hcs #fumikage x reader #tokoyami hcs #tokoyami x reader #shoto x pregnant reader #Izuku x pregnant reader #Tokoyami x pregnant reader

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star-light-imagines · 1 year

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Reader has all mights muscle form as a quirk. (Gender neutral pls)

Izuku begins to subtly pick up that the reader is overusing there quirk just based on how skinny the listener's "real form" is becoming and how tired they are.

How would izuku remedy the situation and get the listener to rest and stop their self-destructive behavior.

You Can Rest Now.

❦ ❧ Includes - Izuku x reader. comfort / fluff.

❦ ❧ Warnings- gn! reader. stressed / self-destructive reader. long day and helpful Izuku at your service.

❦ ❧ Word Count- 2,094

The warmth of your bed calls to you , a needy call that refuses to be heard as you enter the dormitory. The days are getting harder and longer as you continue increasing the daily training.

However, what else could you do? The villains aren't going to wait for you to get stronger, no if you show any form of weakness in a battle with a villain you are done for. That's why for the last month you've been pushing through extra training sessions with Aizawa before & after school.

The fatigue starts to heighten each step towards your room, just as you are about to get to the elevator there's a heavy grip on your shoulder that stops you from taking another step.

"Izuku?" Why didn't I notice him walk up to me? My senses are usually able to help me determine when someone approaches me before they are able to touch me.

"y/n , aren't you going to eat dinner with the rest of us? "

That's when you vaguely overhear the sounds of your classmates laughing down the hall and the delicious smell of Katsudon. How did I miss that when I walked into the dorms? I must have really overworked myself today.

"Not tonight, I really just want to go to bed." I saw with the brightest smile I can manage.

Izuku's eyes darken a bit as he sets a hard stare on me. His hand on my shoulder tightens slightly as I try to turn once again. I catch his stare evenly for a moment , his deep frown setting in where his smile usually rests when speaking to me.

"That's the fourth time this week and at least the tenth time this month. Are you even eating throughout the day?" He asks with sad eyes as his hand lingers down to catch my wrist in his.

"Of course I am. This is nothing to worry about." Laughing off his concern with a lighthearted wave. "I didn't know being a fanboy included writing down your classmates eating habits."

His face turns bright red as his hand lets go of my wrist. Wide green eyes stare into mine.

"I didn't , I wouldn't! I'm just- I'm just worried about you y/n. Please make sure you are taking care of yourself. I know you are training more than normal lately." He nervously explains while awkwardly looking down at the floor between us.

"I will , I promises."

Turning towards the elevator once more you make the trek towards the comfy shelter of your room. The heat from Izuku's grip on your wrist slowly fading as a chill takes over , making you want to reach out for the heat that radiates off of him.

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"Deku where did you run off to?" Ochako calls from her seat beside Tsu and Iida.

"I saw y/n walk in and wanted to ask if they would join us for dinner tonight." Izuku states with a warm smile before retaking his seat beside Iida.

Ochako's eyebrows pull upwards into a deep thinking expression settles onto her face.

"Now that you mention it, when is the last time y/n had dinner with everyone?"

"Oh no need to worry, y/n assured me that they are fine and are eating regular meals. You know how busy everyone can get with the extra trainings and work studies we don't get as much time as a class as we used to." He hurriedly states to not alarm anyone else to your overtired state.

"Well that is true! Ugh! I miss hanging out as a class with everyone, we should plan something soon in the dorm. " She says happily before taking another bite of her meal.

"That's a great Idea!" Iida says with a wide smile on his face as he begins to loudly plan the details.

Izuku stares off silently while eating, blurring out the conversations around him as he starts to think.

Was it really nothing?

Were you really okay?

Your quirk is similar to All Might's, the muscle form ability and how when the quirk isn't actively being used you transform into a deflated 'normal' version of yourself. However, the worry keeps gnawing at the back of his mind.

Why are your regular clothes suddenly much baggier than a couple of weeks ago ?

Just a few moments ago he had noticed how your school uniform was hanging off your body far more than usual. The way your wrist felt more bony and scrawny than normal. Now that he was thinking about it there was a few things that were bothering him about your appearance just now.

your always vibrant (h/c) was duller and held less volume, the ever-growing dark bags under your eyes were from multiple days of lack of sleep not just a few here and there. The fact that it seemed like you couldn't even hear him when he approached you until he grabbed your shoulder.

Is y/n overusing their quirk ? they must be.

He drops his chopsticks in shock as the pieces all come together of the subtle hints he has picked up over the last few months.

...The early mornings where he saw you already up before everyone else training meant you didn't sleep...

...The baggy school uniform , meant you weren't eating due to the fatigue...

Everyone's eyes were on him , but all he could think about was you and how he was going to get you to keep your promise.

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As much as you wanted to sleep the fatigue and the body pain away for the night, your hyperactive brain wouldn't let you. Why did you expect anything else at this point?

You tossed and turned trying to will your brain to slip into the darkness of your room and into a peaceful sleep, however each turn moment your mind was racked with thoughts.

I should be training.

I'm wasting time I don't have.

If I could just get out of bed right now and go train a bit more then maybe I'll sleep easier... maybe I'll finally feel like I deserve to rest.

The digital clock lit up the dark room with 4:20 AM etched into the screen. It's a Saturday and no-one would be up for at least a few more hours. There was no use in trying to sleep at this point you determined, might as well let the plaguing thoughts take hold.

You move to get out of the warm bed , your muscles screaming at you with each movement. It's getting harder each day to continue this little routine.

'I will, I promise.' Why did I even promise that? it's not like I'm able to keep it.

No, not when my mind won't allow me to rest.

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The brisk morning breeze shook your figure as you began to use your quirk. The trees blew in the wind around you, and you focused every screaming muscle to kneel to your will.

A figure watched you from the tree line close to the dormitory, not that you could have noticed in drained out state. Your eyes closed in pain as you pushed yourself beyond your quirk limits once again.

"STOP!" A voice yelled as a strong grip yanked you into a firm and warm chest.

"Wha-"

"Why are you overusing your quirk to this extent Y/N!" Izuku interrupted you.

You move your head slightly up towards the voice, to look up at him from the position of being face first in his chest and his arms wrapped around you in a fierce grip. His face was leaning down close to yours , dark green hair covering his eyes to keep you from seeing the green orbs underneath.

"Don't you see what you're doing to yourself?!" He said angrily once you hadn't answered.

"You are wasting away!" He says with a waver in his voice as tears stream down his cheeks , falling on to you.

His vice grip hug he had placed you in had gotten tighter, as you start to feel the guilt rack your body at his words. He was worried about you.

"I'm - I'm sorry." you say as you waver , not fully comprehending everything going on.

"Why?! Why are you doing this to yourself?!"

Izuku drops his hold on you only to lift one of your hands In his , as he feels the scrawny bones sticking out from your wrists. Rubbing his thumb over in circling comfort motions.

"I can't - I can't " you start , but find it hard to breathe through your tears.

"You can't what?" Izuku interrupts with a softer voice looking into your eyes now , tears streaming down both your cheeks as he places his warm palms on your face to brush them away.

"I can't rest. Every time I try to force myself to sleep more than a few hours , every time I try to relax I think about how I should be doing more. How I need to get stronger and It keeps me from sleeping , keeps me from eating without having this anxious feeling that I'm losing time."

Izuku breathes in and hums in thought at your words. Brushing off the tears that continue to fall with his thumbs. The unease in your heart has finally been spilled out in the open for someone other than yourself to see.

"Okay then let me help you rest." He states with a small smile before leading you back towards the dormitory.

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You were now in his All Might decorated room , laying on his warm bed. Izuku had taken a seat on the floor still holding your hand as he placed his head on the mattress.

The air diffuser buzzed slightly throughout the dark room, the lavender scent reaching your nose in a comforting way to lure you to sleep. Izuku had told you on the way to his dorm, all the tips and tricks that he would try to help you rest your mind and the idea he had about making a journal full of his ideas if this ever happened in the future as well.

You couldn't help the small smile that graced your lips as you closed your eyes, finally starting to feel at peace, especially since a heavy weighted blanket now stopped you from tossing and turning on the bed.

"It's okay y/n." you heard Izuku say sleepily before stroking his fingers through your hair.

You were barely holding onto consciousness , your mind no longer hindering you from resting but you felt as if you needed just one little push before you could finally will yourself to sleep.

"You can rest now."

Sleep overtook you , a relaxed and peaceful expression taking over your facial features as your hand was still tightly held in Izuku's grip. The clam and tranquil morning light never breaking through the blackout curtains as you continued to snooze with Izuku protecting your slumber throughout the day.

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Bonus Scene:

"Hey Izuku , Why were you outside at four in the morning?" You question as you scoff down the leftover Katsudon he had brought you once you woke up from your long slumber.

"Oh yeah , about that haha-" He starts off nervously as he plays with his chopsticks. "Well you see, last night I was able to put together how you must have been over using your quirk, as since I've seen you already training before I start my training in the mornings I figured I would confront you about it."

A red blush forms on his cheeks as he tries to not meet your eyes. You can't stop the smile that forms on your lips as you reach for one of his hands.

"You want to know what else would help me relax the next time I need to rest?" you say with a sly smile.

"What?" The blush grows darker as he looks between the coy look in your eyes and the hand resting in his.

"Cuddles."

You pull him closer to you while being mindful to make sure the food is safe and out of reach.

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A/N: This was way longer than I had originally intended, but since this has been sitting in my inbox for awhile hopefully that makes up for the wait.

My requests box is now open again.

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homiesexual-or-homosexual · 2 years

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The Boys Reacting Towards Your Quirk

Paring(s): Izuku Midoryia x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader, Katsuki Bakugou x reader, Ejiro Kirishima x reader

Genre: this is more of a "meeting you for the first time", not really fluff but yeah

Warnings: little bit of violence, little bit of swearing, and bit of a lovestruck Kirishima

Next Part

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Your Quirk: Hyena and Fire

With your mother having a hyena quirk and your dad having a fire quirk, you happened to be one of the very few to inherit both of your parents quirks.

With the characteristics of a hyena, including ears, teeth, claws, and tail, and the ability to emit fire from your body (like shouto), you make for a very interesting student at UA.

Though, these quirks don’t come without side effects, as in; cut lips from teeth, having to constantly cut/file down your nails, overheating, burns from emitting certain temperatures of fire, lose of your voice if breathing fire, and sometimes immobility from overworking yourself.

In fact, your hyena quirk also comes with an ability to eat, and that means big meals and many many snacks. But that also means energy to burn and it’s easier to workout.

But guess what?? These boys wouldn’t love you any less.

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Izuku Midoriya

You instantly catch his eyes at the UA entetance exam. With your unique laugh and your ability to slip out of opponents hands, he instantly starts making mental notes for his notebooks.

He’s shocked once he sees your fire as you blaze past him. His green eyes widen at the warm glory as you burn the ground behind you.

After the exam, he finds you holding ice to your face. Water dripping down your arms and your tomato colored face.

“You-You were really good out there!” Midoriya stammers.

You look up at his, eyes flitting over his form before nodding.

“Thank you. You were pretty good too, despite your broken arms,” You look between his bandaged arms.

He was like 1/8th of a mummy, though you wouldn’t tell him that. It’s rude.

“Midoriya,” The green haired boy introduces, “I hope you get into UA!! I-I’d love to see you around more!!”

“Me too, Midoriya. I hope to see you around,” Your flick your ears as a loud voice sounds over the speaker.

A few days after the entrance exam, you’re put into the hero provision course and training starts with Sensei Aizawa.

The girls of glass 1-A take a liking to you quick, with your strong, unladylike (as Mineta says) quirks.

The more you show your quirk and the more you train, the more Midoriya keeps writing his notebook. He’s drawn a little figure of you, arrows pointing to where your hyena quirk shows. He has detailed explanations all over your page.

Midoriya notices, after some weeks, training is noticeably hard for you.

The strong rays of the autumn sun wear you out fast. You overheat quickly. Training on shaky legs, blurry vision, and messy flame practice, Aizawa will let you take breaks in between training sessions.

After noticing this, Midoryia looks out for you. Going up to your guy’s intimidating teacher to tell him you need a break, and fetching you water and ice before going back to work.

Speaking of ice, at the end of the day, class 1-A often finds you laying outside in the shady, grassy part of the training area in a large pile of ice, which is quickly melting due to your heat.

Midoriya usually rushes over and makes sure you’re okay. After that, he sits beside you and talks about your guy’s day as the ice melts away.

After awhile of you and Midoriya’s ever growing friendship and being introduced to Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, and Asui, you both start to start to take turns walking each other home, talking about both of your days.

Then the dorms come into place, and all of the 1-A class is living together. Which means getting closer to Midoriya, which you would like very much.

That means talking in the common area until curfew and walking each other to each other’s dorms.

The girls, now surrounded by your’s and Midoriya’s clear affection for each other and they tease you both constantly. Making you flustered, which makes your ears go down (making you look even more adorable with your pouty look). And making Midoryia flustered and stammering quite loudly, making you giggle to yourself a little bit.

After a few months of dorm living, you notice Midoriya getting nervous around you, more than he was before, and some weird feelings in your body.

You also notice Midoriya asking you to call him Izuku, and him beginning to become more affectionate and touchy with you.

Like for example, guiding you with his hand after a hard practice, holding onto your clothes or hand when he’s nervous, or even just straight up cuddling you on movie nights.

He even makes meals and snacks for you!!

Which you are extremely grateful for, with your never ending hunger.

Then after a few more months of slightly avoiding whatever feeling is in your body whenever you see Izuku around, Izuku asks to talk, outside preferably so no sneaky ears hear what he’s about to say.

“So I um.... I-I like you a lot!” He starts, “Like a lot! Kinda like... I-I have feelings for you and I kinda wanna be more than friends.. I’m not gonna force you into anything you don’t want to do! I just really wanted to get this off of my chest. It’s okay if you say no and-“

“Izuku,” You stop him.

He looks a little flustered at you saying his first name.

“I uh... I feel the same way. I think??” Your little tail wags behind you. “I always feel kinda weird when I’m around you, but like a good weird, y’know??”

He nods.

“So umm... I guess we feel the same way so-”

“Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” He asks, cutting you off.

You nod, and before you can say anything Izuku bring you into a lung crushing hug.

He even picks up in said hug!! Which is surprising cause he’s not that much taller than you, maybe by an inch or so.

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Shoto Todoroki

You don’t really catch his eye at first, as Todoroki is only at UA for “business only.” The only reason he knows of your existence because of your friendship with practically every girl in class 1-A, especially Uraraka, who he knows from Midoriya who is slowly forcing him into his little friendgroup (but Todoroki’s not complaining).

When you finally do catch his eye, you're a blazing glory of fire who is.... sprawled out on his ice looking like a very happy hyena girl who grins up at Uraraka who almost slips on his ice from laughing too hard.

Todoroki huffs a bit, going to the boy’s locker room to change.

A few weeks later, some pro-heros visiting UA decided to put class 1-A in a heat test, where the USJ is pumped with hot air. This is a test to see who does well in heat and who can adapt to the conditions.

Along with these conditions, opponents are added to the mix.

You do great at first, but the fighting, sweating, and heat added from your quirk are causing some disadvantages. Which you could have not used in the moment.

You’re on top of a rocky ledge in the arena. Your weak legs shaking as you attempt to see through your blurry, spotty vision. You panic as you feel the edge of the cliff, almost slipping.

“Y/N!!” You hear one of the girls below shout.

You turn.

One of the fake villains takes to your disadvantage, knocking you off your feet, and the cliff.

You catch yourself, digging your claws into the rock. But you already feel your weak arms giving out.

You blink and suddenly you’re falling. You hit something cold and hear an alarm, or bell maybe, ring out. But that’s all before you fall into your spotty vision.

You wake up later on, sun filtering in through the leaves over you. You squint, growling a little.

“L/N’s temperature’s gone down,” A gruff voices speaks from beside you.

Then, you notice the ice cold hand on your forehead.

You almost cry at the feeling. It feels so nice compared to the heat you felt only moments before.

You look to your left, opening your eyes just a little bit more. You see half white, half red hair and a scarred face looking down at you. His eyebrows furrowed as you both make eye contact.

“She’s awake,” Todoroki says looking away.

You slowly sit up, your arms still shaky and you almost slip on the ice underneath you.

You settle against the tree, scrunching your eyes closed as a wave of dizziness overcomes you.

“What happened?” You ask, looking at Sensei Aizawa and Uraraka in front of you.

Uraraka shifts on her feet and fittles with her fingers. She looks between you and Todoroki before looking at Aizawa as he begins to speak.

“You overheated and passed out. Todoroki practically saved your life. You’re lucky where you fell, L/N,” Sensei Aizawa speaks, looking between you and Todoroki at the end of his explanation.

“You’re lucky it was Todoroki who caught you,” Recovery Girl speaks, coming into view. “Any more heat and your body would’ve gone into a shock. I’ve told the school and Aizawa to give you frequent breaks at your recommendation to prevent from this ever happening again.”

You nod.

Over the course of the next few weeks, you’re found with mysterious pre-made ice packs if Sensei Aizawa were taking your class to train out in the hot, autumn afternoon.

Todoroki often came to help you if you got too hot, and sometimes you even found him waiting for you outside of school. Him leaning against the entrance to the school, nonchalantly scrolling through his phone. But his eyes would always look up if he heard your loud laugh.

Along with this, a friendship blossoms between you too. Slowly, like a flower taking it’s time to unravel to it’s full glory.

Everyone else in class seems to notice this new friendship. Watching you two spend more and more time together over the weeks.

Like now. You and Todoroki sitting together outside of class 1-A’s dorms. It had been a hot day today, and as well manageable as the heat could be for other students, it was exhausting for you. So you sat with your forehead resting on the top of your hand, a cold water bottle in your other hand, and an ice cold wash rag resting on the back of your neck. To note, you also sat on Todoroki’s colder side.

“You know,” He started. “I’ve been the one leaving the ice packs. You know, the ones on your desk that are there on the days we go out.”

“I figured,” You nodded, lifting your head up to look up at your companion.

“How??” He questioned.

“Todoroki,” You started. “You’re the only one, out of our entire class, that vouches for my accommodations or makes sure I don’t get too hot while training. And if you’re done before me, you’re always waiting with a water. And you spread some ice on the ground for me to lay on.”

You listed off, all while looking Todoroki in his face. Your ears has perked up, showing your seriousness.

“I just got to make sure you’re okay, and healthy,” Todoroki said. “I care about you. You’re a good friend to me.”

That’s the first time Todoroki’s every straight up said he cared about you. It surprised you.

It was a few moments of silence before he spoke up again.

“You still hot?”

“A little yeah,” You answered.

The next action of his you could tell was awkward, but you can tell he put some thought into it.

Todoroki wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer so you could rest your head on his shoulder. It felt nice to be up against his cold side like this. I guess being close with Todoroki had its quirks, literally!

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Katsuki Bakugo

There’s only been two times you really caught Bakugo’s eyes.

One time was during a false villain attack at the USJ, but the teacher’s hadn’t said anything beforehand. And another is at Christmas, when Bakugo was cooking.

During the villain attack, it had been an ambush. 1-A had been practicing in the USJ. Guards hadn’t been up too high, so it was a shock when false (unbeknownst to all of you) villains took over the building, your teacher and his companions nowhere to be found.

A couple students panicked, but there was only a few of you who jumped right into action. But you were part of the panicking few, finding yourself in a moment of weakness. You were in the false lake with Asui and Uraraka, and a few of the boys. And it’s the high pitched screaming of Aoyama that triggers the fight in your fight-or-flight instincts.

You order Asui to let Uraraka tether to her via tongue, and for Uraraka to carry you up some distance then throw you in the direction of the main land. The ladies do as told, and you’re a burning up astroid to Ayoama’s direction. Once you land, on top of the villain at your convenience, you’re burning up the sides of his face and hitting a pressure point that knocks them out quick.

You order Ayoama to safety as quick as possible, and are off to other jumble of villains, throwing yourself into the heat of battle.

Now this is where Bakugo sees you for the first time, and the beginning of his respect for you.

He’s trapped under a pile of villains, his hands growing sore at his constant blasting, to no avail. And with you in the heat of the battle, he feels your heat as you pick of Bakugo’s villains one by one. And you pick of his last by a pull by the hair and a nice knee to the back of their head, and down they go.

“C’mon, Firecracker,” Those were your first official words spoken towards him since the first day of school together as you hold your hand out towards the blond, who lay in the dirt.

Sweat dots your forehead, and you’re breathing heavily. But it looks like you’re ready to go right back into battle.

Bakugo grumbles as he takes your hand. His eyebrows scrunching and he refuses to look you in the eye.

You send him a wink before you’re off again. And all Bakugo can do is stand there until someone bumps into him, and he’s off in the opposite direction.

And at the end, when all the false villains are taken down. Sensei Aizawa and his companions come in, standing at the top of the stairs into the USJ.

“Well done,” Aizawa praises.

Recovery Girl and a couple helpers come in to collect the false villains as Aizawa and his companions give your group critiques before sending you to the main campus locker rooms to freshen up before your next class.

And it’s Kirishima and Sero that tease Bakugo on the way back about his lord and savior during the heat of the battle. And they’re not exactly quiet about it either. But you pay no mind, walking back with your girls.

And when Christmas comes around, Bakugo’s cooking and serving the meals. Though he’s having to cook as he serves, as people keep coming back for more. And among those people, you, one very hungry hyena.

By now, you’ve served up your second fixing of Bakugo’s Oyakodon, which was delicious by the way. And you’re definitely letting everyone know in the dorm living room that this dish was delicious.

“This is so good, what the hell?!” You raved, your little hyena tail wagging.

Most, if not all, at the dinner table agreed.

“Who knew Firecracker could cook this good?” You poke fun, nudging Kirishima with your elbow.

With the dining table not too far from the kitchen, Bakugo hears all this praise. And to be honest, it only fills his already huge ego. And you only fill it more by coming back for your third bowl of the Oyakodon.

You sit alone at the dining table, eyes shining like a little kid in a candy store and you're tail wagging a million miles an hour with every bite you take.

He never knew a girl could eat so much, and keep coming back for more. And Bakugo finds himself watching you, even while the class helps him clean up at the end of the night.

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Ejiro Kirishima

Honestly, you probably caught his eye right off the bat like Midoriya. He thinks your quirks are so cool. He thinks it's so cool that you can match Bakugo's fire and also probbaly beat Kirishima in a fight. He'd probably have major respect for you if you did, well more than he has already.

Kinda like now.

Class 1-A was doing a mixture of sparing and wrestling for the morning today. Sensei Aizawa had put you all in unusual pairs, which landing you and Kirishima as partners.

You'd started the day off with sparing, took and break, and now you're in the middle of wrestling.

Kirishima was overpowering you at the moment, and he looked pretty proud of himself. Up until you took advantage by tripping his vulnurable leg and flipped you both around. You're on top now, legs on either side of him and you hold him down by his wrists above his head, smoking billowing from your nose.

A bell rang, singnaling the end of your class.

You got up, huffing out a sigh and smiling down at your companion. And he looked at you with a dumb, lovestruck expression. He's absolutely wrapped your sharp claws now.

"C'mon," You held out a hand to the red head. "Let's go get some food."

That's right! It was lunch time now. Some cold water would be nice right now.

He took your hand and you hoisted Kirishima up, almost lifting him off his feet.

Kirishima followed you as you took off towards the dorms to get changed. He barely heard Bakugo call him over as he watched you. To say the red head had a crush on you was a bit of an understatement.

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taloumina · 10 months

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The Cost of Greatness

Izuku Midoriya/Female Reader

Angst, long after breakup

Spoilers: none for any season

Summary: Izuku's success will always make your heart ache.

Izuku is seriously one of my favorite characters to write angst for!

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It was Izuku Midoriya’s dream to become a hero. One who everyone could rally behind, look up to, and rely on without even a hint of doubt in him.

A hero who entirely fit the word, was deserving of it in every single way.

It described him perfectly, hero. He was the exact definition of one. Only eighteen, and he was already the No. 1 Pro, topping the chart for months upon months, with no signs of him losing his rank anytime soon. This, despite all his and your former classmates, along with those from rival schools and agencies, vowing to take that spot away from him.

It was friendly competition. You remembered that Izuku always welcomed it with open arms. He told you once that he believed in competition among heroes because it encouraged everyone to not try but do their best, grow stronger, and strive harder to be better than anyone else, never resorting to underhanded tactics.

You weren’t angry that he’d finally done it. More than becoming a hero, he’d become—was—the greatest hero ever, achieving the dream he had since he watched that video of All Might saving people when he was younger. He’d been chasing after that dream for so long. To be living it now must mean everything to him, even if you never heard him say it.

Whenever he appeared on TV for interviews or special appearances with fans, talking about his career or signing autographs for every kid who wanted one, he never complained. There wasn’t an ungrateful bone in his body. He’d said it so many times now, how happy he was to be where he was at, to have family and friends and mentors, especially All Might, who always believed in him.

All Might.

The last time you saw him was even longer than the last time you saw Izuku. What was he—what were they—up to now, you wondered, besides the obvious? Was All Might still giving him sage advice? Were there any new scars you’d never seen or touched on Izuku’s body?

Did he ever think about you like you did about him?

He hadn’t stopped at his dream, at just being the greatest. To him, that was as good as nothing if he couldn’t continue stopping villains and saving people himself, as All Might had all those years ago.

From what you’d seen, he’d changed little after you left. He hadn’t allowed his rank to get to his head. He wasn’t arrogant or condescending. He was still as kind and approachable as ever to everyone he met, no matter their age or what their quirk was, if he knew, or whether they had a quirk at all.

He was so… happy without you.

But he wasn’t your hero anymore. What few knew, only people you and Izuku trusted, was that his greatness came at a cost: you. Your relationship with him was long over, four years lost because being a hero was more important to him than being with you. And you understood his dedication, you did, but that didn’t make it hurt any less to remember that, essentially, Izuku had chosen his career over you.

You could tolerate seeing him on TV, billboards, and magazines. Anywhere except in person. You never again wanted to stand across from him and look into his green eyes with fading love for you in them. Not unless you had to, for an emergency or hero meeting you must attend. But no more than that.

Because it’d be too much, knowing that Izuku Midoriya, the greatest hero ever, your ex-boyfriend, would never want you back.

#reader-insert #izuku x reader #izuku imagines #mha x reader #bnha #izuku midoriya #bnha/reader #my hero academia imagine

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agentredposts · 6 months

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In a fantasy world I hc Midoriya as either a wizard where his cape is a bit too big for him so sometimes he keeps on tripping on it. Having a talent but him being this shy boy he keeps on messing his spells up. Imagine he one day accidentally transformed Bakugou into a frog.

Or he'd be a satyr living in the forest...Imagine his little hooves, ears and little horns, and that little tail wagging when he's happy or something is bothering him. Like omg. ☺️🥺

I so need to draw this.

#Mha #Bnha #bnha imagines #Izuku imagines #Midoriya imagines #midoriya izuku #bnha fantasy au #My thoughts #Cutest thing ever #Love midoriya #You can give him a strawberry if you want #He will be the happiest little satyr ever #He will most probably play you a song on his flute as a thank you

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beybuniki · 2 months

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band-aid ^-^

#1st one basically has everything in it that I love to see in the world #my point is that deku eventually stops crying but bakugo never stops being stressed out he is an anxious chihuahua #2nd one was a small comic but i literally cant do comics and i didnt want to do the backgrounds so i just colored in this central sketch #sorryyyy just imagine the lore :((#bnha #midoriya izuku #deku #bakugo katsuki

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angelltheninth · 7 months

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If you're not tred of it already: lovesick Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima and Mirio?

I'm not tired of it, thank you for the ask!

Pairing: Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima, Mirio, x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, confessions, protectiveness, kissing, flirting, teasing

A/N: Any request that gives me the chance to write these guys being absolute smitten messes is a welcome request. So don't be shy.

Lovesick!Izuku can't stop writing about you in his notebook. You're just a girl in his class, not a pro hero, yet you occupy his every thought lately. He doesn't trust himself not to mess up when confessing to you in person, the way he has to do it is by leaving you a very detailed written love confession and leaving it at your desk. He got to class early to do this, but he forgot that you go to class early too. Caught in the act he has no choice but to give it to you in person. Steeling himself he waits for your rejection, only to get a kiss on his freckled cheek instead, and a reminder that he can always talk to you instead of... doing things like this, as cute as they are.

Lovesick!Bakugo is even more of a jerk then his usual self. The thing is he's not a jerk to you, he's a jerk to everyone around you. To you he's actually pretty tame. He doesn't ask to carry your bag, he just does it, you can either follow him or not. Okay, maybe he's still a bit of a jerk but he doesn't see it that way at all. Time alone gives him the chance to flirt with you, to tell you cute it is when you try so hard in class and how he loves it when you get something wrong because you get the cutest pout on your face. Given that he doesn't have the best grades why not study together, for this next test? Not at the library, at his room, it's more private there.

Lovesick!Shoto doesn't know how to handle these feelings he has. He knows what they are, he knows what his heart is telling him, that you're the one, the only girl for him. He knows this and yet when he talks to you he can feel his Quirk getting out of control, he needs to hold both hands behind his back to cancel it out while he confesses or else he's not gonna be able to. He get's so wrapped up in conversation with you that he doesn't realize it's time to go to a class meeting and is almost late, very unusual for him. That first kiss with you was like fireworks going off in his head, his lips too hot and tongue too cold, giving you a small taste of his duality.

Lovesick!Kirishima falls hard and falls fast, more then anyone else. The man was a tiny bit of a showoff before but now he only does it when you're around, impressing you with his strength, loving to make you laugh, even if he fails at something he doesn't mind as much anymore if you smile at his dumb mistake. He can learn from that, he an fix it, and he can never forget the sound of your laughter. When you go out to the city at night he always sticks close to you, making little detours to buy things to eat, or little matching keychains, since most clothes on him could end up in shreds. Surprisingly he's shy when it's time to kiss you, but this was what he was waiting for, he's not backing down. Bring it on. Give him the best you've got.

Lovesick!Mirio is head over heels in love with you and he's letting everyone know it. How could he hide such a wonderful feeling from the world, or you? Why would he even want to where there's so much for the two of you to share together? Those days when you visited him in the hospital were always the least painful, he wants to spend more time with you, he wants to hold you hand like you did his, he wants to turn every "get well soon" kiss into an "I love you" kiss and every post training time into a date with you. A girl like you needs to be treated well, and while he doesn't have much experience in the dating department he can always give it his best.

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toughbunnyforever · 11 months

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can't take him anywhere

#its funny imagining izuku like tripping and spraining his wrist on their first day #and katsuki overreacts and is like 'omg u broke ur arm >:-('#theyre just silly like that #mha #bnha #bkdk #dkbk #bakudeku #ktdk #katsudeku #bkdk art #my art #toughbunnyforever #tough bunny #digital art #sketch dump

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miniimight · 7 months

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Hellooo! Could you please write for the boys where the reader is sick but doesn't tell them bcs she doesn't wanna bother them?? I love your your blog sm 💙💙

HIDING YOUR SICKNESS ! reader doesn't wanna bother her boyfriend

with izuku, bakugo, rody + fem!reader (pro hero era)

notes thanks for the request anon !!

you: hey i don't think i can make our date tonight... i'm sorry, something came up

he frowned when he got the text. he pinched the bridge of his nose and his overthinking kicked in. you'd been distancing yourself a lot recently... between you spending all your time at someone else's place, having to postpone dates, and his hero work, you barely got to see each other.

he was worried. he pressed the call button and waited for you to pick up.

IZUKU

"hello? y/n?"

you folded from the concern in his voice. he was always going to be worried about you, no matter what you tried to do.

"izuku..." you rasped and you could tell he was taken aback.

"what's wrong, honey?" he said softly. "you don't sound too good..."

you bit your lip. oh, what the hell. he was going to find out anyway. "i'm just a little sick, that's all. i can handle—"

"sick?!" izuku exclaimed and you shied away from his volume. "my love, you should have told me."

"no, it's really okay—"

"how long have you felt this way? is this why you've been postponing our dates? where are you right now?" he ignored your protests and rambled on with more questions for a bit. you weakly answered them all.

"okay, sweetheart, i'm on my way." you could hear him huffing as you assumed he leapt across rooftops. "stay on call..."

a burden was lifted off your shoulders, and the relief made you fall asleep right then and there.

later—though how much later, you didn't know—you blinked the sleep out of your eyes. groaning, you stretched your arms and propped your body up with your elbows.

"oh, you're awake. lay down, love."

you tuned into izuku's voice, squinting through your daze. he was sitting at your bedside, a wet rag in his hand. he shushed you when you tried to ask him all your questions, gently laying the rag across your forehead and kissing your heated cheek.

"you had a fever, honey." izuku hummed, pulling the chair closer to the bed and leaning over the side. "you shouldn't have been under all those stuffy blankets."

you frowned and looked around. the windows were open, the curtains flowing as fresh air filtered in. it was true, you did feel a little less suffocated.

you pursed your lips, feeling guilty. "i'm sorry."

he was absolutely bewildered. "what could you possibly be sorry for?"

you sniffed, rubbing your eyes. "you were at work, right? and..."

izuku softened, stroking your temples with understanding. "it's never an issue for me to take care of you, love. don't be sad. just relax and let me handle everything, okay? i'm here now, to take care of you."

BAKUGO

"where are you and why have you been avoiding my calls?"

you pressed your lips into a thin line. straight to the point, as usual. "i'm... i'm staying at a friend's for the time being." you tried to speak evenly, without any tiredness.

you heard bakugo sigh deeply. "what's the matter, baby? and don't think about hidin' anything from me."

you groaned internally, letting your head drop against the mattress. you mumbled.

"what was that?"

you flared up, heat overwhelming your body. "i'm sick! okay?! i'm so sick right now."

he didn't respond.

you sighed. "i didn't want you to catch anything or worry about it. i can handle it and i'll be back in no time."

he scoffed. "fuck that. i'm coming to get you."

"kat, really—?!"

"yes, really!" you heard faint explosions in the background. "seriously, thinking you can recover on your own when you can't even speak properly." he chuckled.

you wanted to retort, but your throat burned. hmph, you thought. you let yourself drift asleep, feeling comforted.

later, you woke up in his bed to the sound of clanking pots in the kitchen. brows furrowed, you groaned as you stretched, your body buzzing after you let yourself drop into the plush mattress once more.

bakugo peeked into the room. "you're up. good. you need to eat." with an apron on, he placed an assortment of dishes in front of you; soup, fruits, and some cough drops for later.

you sat up a little, startled when his hand pressed against your forehead.

"you have a fever." he shook his head, disappointed. "you probably made it a little worse, isolating yourself under all those sheets. you were overheated when i got you."

you pouted, taking a sip of water.

he craned his neck to meet your eyes, thinking you'd be relieved being home and in his care. you clearly had something on your mind. "baby..." he held your hand. "jus' tell me what's on your mind."

you met his eyes briefly before looking away. "i... didn't want you to miss work for this."

"this matters more than paperwork." he rolled his eyes, a soft smile on his face. he squeezed your hands. "just eat up and rest up. i'll handle everything else."

RODY

"y/n?"

"nope!" his little sister, lala, chirped. "it's me!"

during his last layover, he hadn't been getting much of a response from you. he trusted you with everything, but he was worried. now that he was back in otheon, he was ready to figure out what the hell was going on.

he chuckled at his sister. you must've given her your phone to play her favorite game. "hey, lala. where's y/n, do you know?"

"she's sleeping now." rody could hear her breathing as she pattered over to where he assumed you were laying down. "sleeping like a log."

"yeah?" rody responded, deep in thought. it wasn't like you to sleep while looking after his siblings, so he knew something was wrong. "what was she doing before she fell asleep?"

"uhhh... she made lunch for us?" lala sniffed. "i feel bad, though."

rody's eyebrows creased, tugging a suitcase behind him as he unconsciously walked faster. "why's that?"

"she's got a mask on, and she doesn't want us too close to her..." lala sighed. "and she's burning up."

rody put the pieces together. he raced to the carpark and zoomed on home, bursting through the door.

the loud noise startled you out of your slumber, sitting upright. the abrupt motion made you dizzy and you groaned. lala pat your shoulder, concerned.

rody dropped his suitcase to the ground, kneeling at your side. slipping off his gloves, he pressed his hand to the side of your neck.

"seriously, babe, you should've told me when you started feeling off." he frowned, bustling about to grab you the things you needed. "i could've left any time."

your eyes were glassy when you looked at him, and he felt his heart twisting. "m'sorry," you mumbled from behind the mask. "i didn't want to bother you..."

he scoffed and pulled the mask off your face, squishing your cheeks. he looked you square in the eye. though he was scolding you, he was so soft and gently. "you never bother me. all i think about is you, lala, and roro. i want to know everything you're feeling, no matter what."

you smiled, looking lopsided as your face was still in his hands. "okay."

he grinned and kissed you.

"ugh!" you recoiled, scooching away from him. "rody! you'll get sick!"

he crossed his arms, smiling. "and? we can be in that boat together."

you rolled your eyes. "oh my god."

"aw, don't be like that, baby." rody cuddled up next to you, peppering you with affection. "come on, let me take care of you."

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Not inherently a request, just some brain rot.

Thinking about writing letters back and forth to Izuku. Being his pen pal as he tells you all of his hero stories, and you telling him stories of your life and hobbies.

And one day during a villain attack, he saves a person’s life: (Y/N). That name sounds familiar…

And then he realizes it’s his pen pal.

pen pals

(tw: mention of a hostage situation and a gun, pro hero! au, they/them pronouns, reader is a civilian— whether or not they have a quirk is up to you because i mentioned nothing about it lmao)

note(s): ngl this would make a great plot for a fanfic, if i borrowed this idea would you be mad? it’s just that magnificent i wish i had your thinking /gen

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rising in popularity in the hero industry is something unbelievable to izuku.

he’s grateful, yes— to be such a symbol and figure to many people is a honor not many people can have.

yet at the same time, izuku has a hard time believing that he’s truly worth all that, since he really wasn’t mr. popularity back in middle school.

he knows that he’s come a long way, heck— he was forced to knowledge it at some point.

but it does stun him when he takes a moment to realize that he’s no longer just.. the awkward, clumsy and rambling teenager that had no idea how to handle his quirk, and fainted at the idea of his favorite heroes speaking to him. (when, he became more polished in socializing by a significant amount and has the numbers of his favorite heroes)

which is why it does shock him when he realizes how popular he actually is— popular enough for people wanting to be friends with him for.. being deku, the number 1 hero in japan.

the more he’s been in the hero industry, the more he came across people that just wanted to be friends for popularity, status, opportunities.

of course he couldn’t generalize everyone, but it still hurt when it happened.

and he wished it wasn’t true— but it was, and it stung. he’s satisfied with having the same friend group since his UA days, but it wasn’t like he could tell his friends (who are heroes as well) about his work stories, and his mom was out of the picture since she’s undeniably his biggest fan and knows everything at this point.

which is how he turned to pen palling.

he was first encouraged to try pen palling out by yaoyorozu, he liked how it sounded after all. the pen pals were decided at random, neither of you weren’t required to know their appearance, age, or job— which was perfect for him since he could decide when to tell his pen pal about his occupation when he wants to, or if he wanted to tell them at all.

the two of you clicked when you two first wrote to each other. he didn’t tell you he was the deku, but he told you he was izuku instead.

although he was mostly okay with the “picked at random” aspect of pen palling— he was mostly worried about his pen pal not liking him enough to write back to him.

but you did.

after the first week of writing to you, he knew you were immediately going to be a part of his life.

he likes how nonchalant you are about writing to a hero, how genuinely interested you are in his stories— drawing a cute little character at the side, one that reflects exactly how you felt about his entire letter and your emotions.

(as time passed, a part of him wished that you’re at least a fan of him.)

you told him on the third letter that your name is Y/N L/N, and that you’re around his age— older? younger? you didn’t really specify, you just gave an age range but did it really matter? he likes hearing about the life of Y/N L/N, he likes hearing about your hobbies and interests.

there was that inkling of him that knew that he probably shouldn’t meet you— it sort of cracks the entire concept of pen pals, but y’know what? life is funny.

he meets you alright, but not in the most picture perfect way.

he’s the first to arrive on scene in a hostage situation— it’s a guy with a gun, and a civilian at a mall.

and as per usual, he diffuses and disarms the perpetrator quickly, yet carefully— with no casualties.

“hi! uhm, are you okay? are you hurt?”

“no, no! i’m fine. seriously. i’m just startled.”

his brows furrow with concern, and he scans your body for injuries with a focused, hero gaze. “are you sure?”

“yes!”

“it looks like you have a scratch on your knee. it looks pretty deep. i’ll bring you to the medics.”

and it’s when he hands you over the medics— when he hears a familiar name.

“can you tell me where you are? what’s your name?”

“my name is Y/N L/N, and i’m outside the mall in musutafu.”

he pauses— his heart skips a beat at the familiar mention.

god, he hopes it’s you— because if it’s not then..

“uhm!” izuku cuts in, “may i speak to them?”

the medic nods, allowing some alone time and space between you two.

“Y/N?” he calls familiarly, loving the feeling of your name on his tongue.

“oh, yes?”

“it’s me— izuku.”

and then you realize, and it all comes together.

#bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha imagines #bnha fluff #bnha x y/n #mha fluff #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #deku imagines #izuku imagines #deku fluff #deku fanfic #midoriya x y/n #midoriya x you #midoriya headcanons #deku headcanons

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