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full-cowlings · 1 year

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𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

❝ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 . 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭 . 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 . ❞

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Summary ; In which Izuku sleepily tells you he loves you for the first time ... making the occasion be on valentines day morning .

Warnings & Notices ; More so general fluffy shit more than valentines day stuff specifically !

Word Count ; 1556

Light shone in through the curtains of Izuku's dorm room, like the early morning the hues of the world bloom anew as if each were a tiny flower reborn , daylight unwrapping the hues of the world.

The orange hue of the light shining through onto you two was enough to make you both stir, the clock had only read 8:00 am , barely reaching past dawn.

The two of you laid together, entangled in each other's arms as you slipped into the comfort of Izuku Midoriya's safe embrace. Upon the newfound light that hit your face, your eyes fluttered open, though only slight.

Upon opening your eyes, you're met with the sight of your lover facing you. One of Midoriya's arms is wrapped around your waist, holding you close to his warm frame, while the other cradles the back of your head, which had helped you lay with your head against his clavicle.

You pulled back slightly, turning your head so you were now facing him, to which your eyes softened as you sleepily gazed over his own peaceful form. His hair tousled, his nostrils flaring slightly, matching his slow, breathing pattern in his sleep. You snuggle up against him, chest to chest and your heartbeat slowly catches up to his, as if your bodies reacted simultaneously to your warm touch.

Both of your bodies are buried under the covers, yet you can see his silhouette from the dim light peering in... and you can't help but notice how ethereal he looks in the time. Like the angels blessed Izuku even more in the morning, when he was at his calmest state, mind finally able to relax and get some rest.

And it almost feels surreal that you're there in that moment, in his arms and embrace. Something you wouldn't change a thing about.

Suddenly, it dawns on you the day that it is — February fourteenth, making it Valentines Day ... Izuku being the only one you ever wanted to share this holiday with.

Your mind delved into thoughts about such a thing, realizing this was your guys' first time spending Valentine's day together... though you were secretly hoping all along to be his Valentine, of course. And he yours.

The thoughts soon dissipated again though once the sound of a yawn came from your right, turning your gaze back to your boyfriend as the viridescent hues of his eyes opened as well.

Izuku's eyes were set on you almost immediately, not even beginning to think about moving from the position you two were tangled in at that moment. The feel of your weight against him, your body heat against his own and the own steady beat of your heart meeting his as well was the closest thing to perfection he'd ever think of finding.

Along with you , of course.

" G'morning, 'zuku, " you mumbled softly.

A smile slides across his face, his gorgeous green eyes staring back at you. But he says nothing for that moment, instead leaning down to close the small little space between you two . Your lips meet at the slightest and softest touch, then they part just as quick as they had met.

" Good morning, sweetheart. "

His morning voice is huskier than his normal tone of speaking, the sleepiness still settled in his words as he slowly begins to wake up in order to start the day.

Then, his gaze slides across the room to the alarm clock on his bedside table, the time now being 8:15 am , the date underneath it in a smaller font than the one used for the numbers.

Izuku's heart flutters at the thought of it finally reaching that holiday, his eyes meeting your figure that was still huddled against his own. He's startled by the feel of you shifting, like you had decided to begin the day of plans you two had in mind.

However, Midoriya's hold on you tightens, keeping you in place in his arms.

It's not forceful, not in the slightest, but it does show his more clingy and softer side. Something that appeared much more often than even the usual around you during the early hours of the morning.

"Not yet," he mumbles, shifting himself this time so that while your head was against his collarbone, his own laid in the dip where your shoulder meets your jaw. " Can't think of a better way to start today than like this. "

You give a soft hum, one of affirmation that has a lingering hint of contentment in there as well. For you'd gladly take any excuse to be in his hold for as long as you both could be.

Though you both knew that the time to get up and start the date you two had planned would be soon enough — perhaps that's why he wanted to take this moment for everything he had.

Izuku's eyes fell closed again, tilting his head slightly to press soft kisses against your jawline , trailing behind your ear, down your neck and cross your shoulder. His lips against your skin was a familiar sensation that you'd never get tired of, feeling like there was nothing more that you loved then when he met your skin in the way he did now.

" 'm so happy you're my Valentine, [name]," he mumbled in the midst of his small affectionate assault , the hand on your waist tracing soft patterns and shapes into your side. " Don't wanna spend this day with anyone else other than you, Izuku."

You feel his smile against the skin of your shoulder — the green curls of his tousled bedhead tickling against your skin as he nestled into your warmth, just as you did to his.

"Love you, i love you so much... I'm so lucky to have you here, with me." Whether it was the sleepiness Izuku felt or whether it was him finally getting the courage to muster such words, he didn't know. But what you knew was that it had heat rushing to your face, surprise lacing your features before it was switched with a small smile — eyes flooding with nothing but love and admiration for the young hero laying in front of you.

Though when his head lifted from it's position in the crook of your neck, it seemed like Izuku soon realized what he had just said. For soon heat rushed to his freckled cheeks as he went to sputter out an apology. " I... I said that aloud, didn't I? I'm sorry! it just sort of came out without me thinking and my mind didn't let me run through my words, I spoke without thinking! I really didn't mean to say such a thing y-"

You had cut off Izuku's small apology tangent with a small laugh, lips meeting his own for a few seconds before you pulled back to look over his face. Lifting your hand from its position of being wrapped around his torso, you took his cheek in your hand, gently connecting his freckles with your fingertips. "I love you too, Izuku."

A wave of relief washed over the green-haired male, the panic in his viridian hues turning to something that one could only begin to explain as what true love was always described as in fairytales.

"I'm... I'm so glad to hear that."

It was a whisper of admittance, but a genuine and true one .

The pair of you laid there for a while longer, looking for more words to say. But found out that maybe it's true what they say, that silence is golden. Because the look in his eyes told you everything you'd ever wanted to hear.

It was then that you knew that this Valentine's Day would be something special... because you were with Izuku Midoriya.

And he was something special on his own...

as was the love you two shared.

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love-you-inside-n-out · 3 months

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One of my all time favorite Netflix trilogies is “To All The Boys:” and I have recently gone back down the My Hero Academia rabbit hole. So that being said what about a, quirkless, TATB AU with Izuku x Reader.

Peter Kavinsky and Lara Jean would obviously be Izuku and Reader, but I’m not exactly sure who all the others would be. I was thinking Ochako would be Gen because she’s Izukus canon love interest but I haven’t thought it out completely.

I would love to hear anyone else’s takes on this! (feel free to comment and my inbox is also always open!)

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #izuku mydoria #izuku midoriya x reader #x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha x gn!reader #mha x gn!reader #izuku midoriya x gn!reader

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mysicklove · 7 months

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𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄

DAY 1 : PET PLAY

With: Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou

Word Count: 5.0k

Warnings: sub! izuku and katsuki, gn! reader, collars/leashes, dog ears, reader forces katsuki to bark, reader is purposefully mean to izuku, mlm (they are forced to makeout), hand jobs, slight orgasm control, tons of sappy nicknames

A/N: hi guys!! welcome to day 1!! fun fact, this randomly got posted in the middle of the night some random day in september. fuck tumblr que, idk what happened. but here we are LOL

You'll never get used to it. Having two pro-heros as your dogs. Kneeling at your feet, only in their boxers, silently waiting for their owners command. It was a dopamine rush every time the three of you went into this headspace.

They both had on their designated personally designed collars. The sweet one had a red leather one, that complimented his pleading green eyes perfectly. The brat wore a light pink sparkly collar. He had fumed the first time he saw it, yelling at you to fuck off and refusing to put it on. But after you put a muzzle on him the rest of the night, he shut his mouth. He still gets pissed when you clip it on him, but instead grumbles to himself, not wanting to risk the horrible metal muzzle. Besides, he knows you only do it to get a rise out of him. So on most nights you gave him his usual black spiked collar. Obviously tonight you were feeling more teasing.

The muzzle and a gag lay next to you in case either of them decide to act out. Izuku of course wouldnt ever dare to purposely disobey in this mental state. But he had a huge problem of talking. Dogs arent supposed to talk, so next to you lays a cartoon bone shaped gag, waiting to be put into Izukus mouth.

Tonight the two of them were leashed together, a pretty but simple black leash divided into two different clips. Their section was small, so the two of them were forced to sit shoulder to shoulder with one another to prevent pulling at the leather.

They also wore their puppy ear headbands, just because you were feeling special today. Izuku has green floppy ears, and Katsuki, blonde pointy ones. You also had tails designed for them, but that would involve some…prepping. So the collars, ears, and leash were enough for today.

You sit on the bed, crossed legs, with you wrapped around the end of the leash. You give it a hesitant tug and the two of them collapse forward, Izuku with a small whine and Katsuki with a glare, immediately bringing himself back onto his knees, pulling Izuku with him.

You reach forward to pat the both of them on the head. Izuku preens, looking down with clenched fist and a blushing smile. Katsuki looks away with a huff, but you know thats the best you'll get out of him.

“Look at my boys,” You coo, “You guys are so precious.” You gently pull the leash upward so that the two of them are forced to look up at you.

Izuku beams at you, feeling himself buzz from the praise. “Thank you, Y/N! I want to be good for you today! Even Kacchan says he does too–” You give him a sickly sweet smile, nodding your head and humming at him. He is completely unaware of you trailing your hand toward the gag, waiting for him to finish his rambling so you can shove it on him.

Katsuki’s eyes flicker to your hands immediately and his eyes widen. It doesn't take much for him to realize his situation. The two of them are tied together. That definitely means something, and Izuku hasn't seemed to realize it yet.

The two of them were in this together. If Izuku gets punished, the chances of the metal muzzle coming on are high. “We will be your good-”

Katsuki flings his hand over the others mouth, the force of it pushing Izuku over. The blonde topples forward with him, from the short binding leather. Izuku lands on his back and Katsuki lands on top of him with a groan.

You laugh hysterically and the boys both flush in embarrassment, making eye contact with eachother. Katsuki quickly pulls himself up and Izuku is forced to follow – not that he minded. They sit back on their knees both red in the face, looking at the ground, too embarrassed to look at eachother.

You pat the blondes hair, and he gulps. “Good boy, Katsuki! Poor Izu almost got gagged, that would be too bad, right puppy?” You smile, turning your gaze to the freckled boy who is nodding his head frantically, hating the gag as much as Katsuki hates the muzzle. It makes his jaw hurt, and the drool is humiliating.

You continue to run your fingers through Katsukis hair as a reward and he unconscioully leans into the touch, still unused to the praise. “I guess we don't need a muzzle today either!” Red eyes widen and he tries not to seem to excited at the thought. He gulps, and looks away, clenching at the thin fabric that fails to cover his leaking cock. You chuckle at him, leaning forward to press a kiss to his temple. Izukus eyes flicker to you, clutching his fist to hide his obvious jealousy of the affection.

“What should I do with the two of you?” You hum, admiring the leash in your hand. The boys gulp, and Izuku wants nothing more than to speak, so he bites his tongue to keep himself silent. Katsuki grows weary, wondering what type of mood you were in today.

“Should I make the two of you fuck eachother?” Izuku whines, leaning forward to rest his head on your knee, to wordlessly show his disapproval. You chuckle and bring your hand to his curly green hair, and notice that Katsuki is scowling at you, having the same view.

You know they prefer it when you are involved. They always complain its not as fun without you, and besides who would give them orders? What will two dogs do without a owner to command them?

“Alright, I've got an idea.” They peer up at you, Izuku still in your lap. “We are going to do some training!” They both flinch, eyes flickering to each other in a silent agreement. This will most likely be something not so pleasant. “I was thinking we try some obedience exercises? C'mere get on the bed you two.”

Katsuki begins to stand and you yank the leash forward, causing the both of them to fall over, foreheads resting next to the carpet. “I don't remember dogs standing.” The blonde fumes, trying not to yell at you. He hates being dragged around.

Izuku paws at the edge of the bed, glancing back at Katsuki to follow. He rolls his eyes with a grumble, but follows behind, on his hands and knees as well. Izuku sits so close to you, that he is practically in your lap. He seems to be vibrating with excitement, hoping you will be kind to him today. You rub his cheek, and he beams for you, nuzzling into your hand.

Katsuki, dramatically, sits as far away as he can, which isnt far due to the leash attached to Izuku. You smile at him at he gulps. “C'mere Kats,” You say, patting your lap.

He nods hesitantly, and climbs into your lap, looking away when you kiss his cheek. Izuku lets out a small whine and rests his hand on your thigh, obviously jealous of the positioning. “We are gonna play a little game.” Red eyes catch yours. “I am going to give out an order and the both of you are to follow them. Easy right?”

Katsuki pauses for a second. Following commands was what he struggled with the most. His pride always got the better of him. He gulps, but nods.

Izuku on the other hand, is nodding his head with a grin. This was easy for him, and he was always happy to please you. Just a couple of orders and then you will get to touch him. He could do that with his eyes closed.

“Good boys! Now paw.” You set the leash down and hold out both of your hands flat. Izuku rests his hand in yours in an instant, leaning in closer to hopefully get praised. Katsuki glances at you, and then the hand, and silently places his open hand on yours. He looks away while doing it, slightly embarrassed.

“Good job Katsuki!” You praise, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. He grumbles under his breath, but the tips of his ears go pink. Izuku leans forward and waits for you to kiss his own cheek, but you don't make an effort to look at him. He whines for it, and you glance at him, a malicious smile on your face. “Dont be spoiled Izuku,” You coo, pickingup the leash and gently pulling on it, causing the both of them to lean closer.

Izuku slightly pouts, but nods. Katsuki feels uneasy; Izuku always gets praised. Something was going on.

“Alright. Now kiss.” In an instant Izuku is pouncing on the other, and Katsuki topples over at the force of the movement. He lets out an annoyed groan when Izuku's lips lock desperately with his. Izuku on the other hand is moaning into it, slightly dramaticizing the sound to hopefully coax something out of you.

You sit and watch, trying to not laugh at how different the two are in this situation. Izuku seems to be suffocating Katsuki with his tongue, while the blonde is pushing on his chest to force him off. “Alright, enough,” You command, and just like that, Izuku is pulling away, grabbing Katsuki by his collar, and pulling him up with him.

Izuku this time crawls into your lap, practically purring from how content he feels in the position. But to his dismay, you shoo him off, pushing at his chest with a stern glare. “Did I say you can sit there, dog?”

He gulps, hands trembling, and surprised at your tone. Not only that, but you called him, dog. Not puppy, or sweet boy, his usual nicknames that you give him. Did he do something bad?

Katsuki glances at him, kinda feeling a bit bad for him, but not bad enough to say anything. He feels your hand grab at his collar, and force him forward until he is in your lap again, your hand petting his hair. He peesr back at Izuku who was dragged forward, and looking up at Katsuki with hurt eyes. Jealousy, most likely, and maybe confusion of why the blonde gets to sit there and not him.

“Speak, Puppy,” You demand, tapping on Katsukis jaw.

Izuku makes a frantic woofing noise, loud enough that your eyes trail to him. The scarred hand is back on your thigh, and big green eyes peer up at you. Your facial expression doesn't change, but your words cut him like ice. “I didn't ask you to bark, mutt.” You turn back to Katsuki, ignoring the pleading stare from your right. “Speak, Katsuki.”

Bakugou pauses, his face flushed in embarrassment. This is where things got tricky. He would rather die than do something so humiliating. It was one thing to put the ears on and “look” like a dog, but to act like one is some sort of degrading thing. His pride would never let him do something as pathetic as that.

He scowls at his hands, avoiding the burning gaze on the back of his neck. You hum at him, grabbing his chin, and forcing him to look at you. “Katsukiiii,” You purr, hoping to encourage him.

He shakes his head, huffing out, and ignoring your words. The force of your hands on his jaw gets rougher, and the blonde knows you are beginning to lose patience. He can see Izuku begin to squirm uncomfortably, waiting for him.

Your eyes peer into his, and your words come out slow, every syllable seeming to have a command behind it. “C’mon puppy,” You murmur, “bark for me.”

A couple seconds go by and he doesn't make a noise. You sigh and let go of his chin. “Well, I guess nobody gets to cum tonight. How sad, I was so excited to play with you guys.”

Izuku grabs onto Katsuki frantically, eyes wide and pleading. He has been waiting for this all week, no way was he willing to give it up for his childhood friend's pride. They were being treated like dogs for god sake, the first step was giving up your ego for pleasure.

The blonde glares at Izuku, but then glances at you, who is beginning to reach forward and take off his collar. You were being serious, and that fact sent shivers down his spine.

“W-Woof?”

It's quiet, meek and nervous. Izuku covers his mouth to hold back a giggle, watching the other turn a bright shade of pink. “Louder,” You encourage, resting your head in the palm of your hand, growing more and more entertained by the second.

“Woof. Woof,” He tries, but it sounds more robotic, than dog like. He grips at his boxers, and can feel tears of humiliation prick at his eyes.

“Relax, Kats. What do dogs sound like?” You whisper, petting his head, and trying to hold back a coo, because of how tense he looks.

Izuku inches forward to the blonde, nodding at him when the two make eye contact. Katsuki gulps, and takes a deep breath. “Arf! Woof! Woof! Ruff?”

You begin to laugh, and Katsuki wants to curl up in a ball and die. He feels Izuku's hand on hisback, patting it encouragingly, but he doesn't have enough energy to bite back at him. So he lets the green haired boy continue, waiting for your giggling to stop.

You pull at the leash, and the two come forward, looking at you. You dont spare Izuku a glance, focusing solely on Katsuki. “Good boy! You did so well for me!” You praise, giving him a peck on his mouth and ruffling his hair affectionately.

He tries not to let the praise get to him, but the tint of his cheeks say otherwise. “F-Fuck you,” Katsuki mumbles, gripping at your thigh.

Izuku's eyes widen at the spoken words, and his eyes immediately flicker to the gag and muzzle. He also grabs onto your leg, hoping you wont use them. “Ah ah ah,” You tutt, “You know puppies dont speak. I'll forgive it just this once since you are doing so good for me.”

He nods, trying not to roll his eyes. “Now, lets get to the fun stuff. Katsuki definitely deserves a reward for passing his training! Right, Izuku?”

Whenever this is going, Izuku seems to not be involved. He gives you a sheepish glance, clinging closer to you. He was listening to, why isn't he getting a reward? And it didn't make sense, why were you calling him a mutt and dog, just previous to this. Katsuki was the one to get the harsh treatment by you due to his bratty nature, but Izuku didn't do anything wrong.

Red eyes meet green, and Izuku pauses. Then he sighs, and turns to you, nodding meekly. You barely look at him, but smile. “Now, lets get these off of you sweet boy,” You murmur, grabbing onto his boxers and beginning to pull them down. Katsukis eyes slightly widen, but he allows you to, jumping when the cool air kisses his skin.

Izuku stares from the spot behind the two. Watching the way Bakugou's boxers get tossed aside, and how your hand moves onto his thigh. But the only thought that was repeating in his head, was the name you called him. Sweet boy.

It was his. You have never called Katsuki that, because Katsuki isn't sweet. He isn't the docile and obedient one, the sweet one. Why are you calling Katsuki by his named? It didn't make any sense, and Izuku felt himself bite the inside of his cheek.

“Cmon, show Izuku your pretty cock, Katsuki,” You tease, turning him around in your lap, so that his back is touching your chest. The two of them make eye contact, and Katsuki is the first to fume red, hiding his face into your neck while his cock stands proudly on display. Izuku whines, feeling his own pulse against the thin fabric of his briefs.

Your hands travel to Katsukis dick, forming a makeshift hole, and beginning to stroke it up and down. “Lets test how trained you are Izuku.” He perks up at his name, practically vibrating that you finally acknowledged him. “No touching yourself till Katsuki cums. Easy right?” He pauses, frowning slightly. This is what he struggled with the most. How needy he gets.

It's not his fault, but the second he gets into bed with you or Katsuki, he just gets…excited. Constantly thinking about how quickly he can cum, and how many times he can go without falling asleep. His sex drive was high, although he gets too embarrassed to admit it. But you know him well enough by now.

“If you don't, the two of you dont get to cum for two weeks.”

Two pairs of eyes snap toward you in an instant. A threat like that would practically kill Izuku, and Katsuki also was not in favor of waiting that long. The two of them make a silent agreement, and Izuku slowly places his hands behind his back, clasping them together and waiting. If they dont stray from this position, it will be fine.

You grin at him, but then focus your attention on Katsuki. You open his thighs, slapping him gently when he tries to close them from embarrassment, to give Izuku a full view. One of your hand finds his nipples, and the other wraps around his cock.

Izuku stares at your slow, sensual movements. The way your hand pumps Bakugou, and the way the blonde lets out a shaky breath. He is still tense under Izuku's view, but Izuku assumed he would be. Katsuki got nervous being watched, and you liked to exploit that. You always teased him about how cute he was, even when the blonde scowled at you with a pink face.

Even now, Katsuki seemed to have a pinched brow. He glances at Midoriya, baring his teeth slightly, and then looking away. He probably didn't like how vulnerable he was right now. The only one naked, and getting touched.

Izuku would kill to be in his position.

“There you go. Feeling better now, puppy?” You coo, pressing light kisses onto his neck. He seems to melt at the sweet words, hating how easy it was you to make his heartbeat to pick up. He nods slightly, and finally falls slump against your chest, trying his best to ignore Izuku's ruthless stare.

Your hand rubs over the head, thumbing at the slit, and then moves back down to pump him some more. Your other hand cups his balls, and begins to fondle them gently. His breath begins to pick up from the intense feelings, and his hips begin to rock into your hand. Katsuki’s eyes fall shut, and he rests the back of his head on your shoulder, slightiy tilting his head upward.

And as Katsuki finally begins to relax, Izuku finds himself growing uneasy. He gulps, and glances at his briefs, sighing when he sees the dampening spot from where his cock lay. He was too hard, and the boxers were making him uncomfortable. He wants them off.

But he is not willing to risk it. So he plays with his hands behind his back, and shutters whenever he hears Katsuki moan out. He inches closer to the two of you, just until his knee touches the blondes upper leg.

A drop of pre leaks from the blondes tip, and both Izuku and Katsuki make a noise. Katsuki a groan, and Izuku, a pained whine. He was unbelievably jealous, and every cell in his body screamed at him to touch himself. Make the pain go away. Bakugou gets to feel good, why cant he?

“F-Fuckkkk,” Katsuki groans out, and you laugh, and then tilt his head to to the side, and press your lips onto his. Izuku makes a choked yelp, eyes widening and hands coming undone to grip at your shirt. It's not fair. It's not fair. It's not fair. His cock was weeping by now, begging for any sort of touch, and it hurt.

But you didn't care, and the sloppy noises of you are Bakugou's lips together made him let out a shaky, hurt breath. Katsuki grabs onto the back of your neck, pulling your closer, and opening his mouth to slip his tongue in yours. The hand hasn't stopped its motions and Izuku can hear the slight whimpers the blonde unconsciously lets out. The whimpers that go straight to his trapped dick.

Izuku glances at you, and then his black briefs. You weren't looking, obviously very much distracted with Katsuki, and he could easily touch himself without you knowing. Just a graze of his palm, thats all he needed. Something to ease the intense discomfort. His hand inches from hid thigh, and closer to his cock.

But you seemed to read his mind, pulling away slightly, and peering back at him. Katsuki is panting, and moaning into your neck, while your eyes glance at the scarred hand. “Whatcha doing, mutt? Can't go a couple minutes without touching yourself? You are acting more like a bitch in heat, than a puppy. Isn't that right, Kats?”

Katsuki doesn't really seemed to care, just nodding slightly and bucking his hips into your closed palm. He was only thinking about his own pleasure, but he agrees anyways with a low groan.

Izukus eyes widen and he pulls his hand away in an instant, tears welling up from frustration and your words. He shakes his hand frantically, leaning in closer to hopefully convey how desperate he was. He didn't touch himself; he listened to you.

“No. Keep your hand there, dog,” You scold, and Izuku nods quickly, scrambling to place his hand back onto his thigh. Inches away from his dick.

You nod, and then suddenly, without letting either of the boys know, push Katsuki onto Izuku. Not hard, just enough for the blonde to balance either arms on Izuku's shoulders. His frame casts a shadow on the freckled boy, and he looks up to see Katsukis flushed appearance staring down at him. His ruby eyes are widen slightly in shock, but his mouth is open, and he is panting.

But the worst thing about it all, was that Katsuki's bare cock was meerly inches from his. Your hand remains wrapped around it, and once situated, begins to pump again. It sends Katsuki groaning, and resting his head on Izuku's neck.

Izuku's hand twitches, and he bucks his hips up into the air, just centimeters from touching Katsuki. He feels a drop of pre hit his thigh, and he whimpers, closing his eyes to pretend it doesn't exist. It's not fair. Its not fair. Its not fair.

“Open your eyes Izuku. Look at how pretty Katsuki looks.”

He shakily nods, and tears begin to drip down his face. This was mean. Jacking Katsuki off basically inches away from his own throbbing cock. Izuku didnt deserve this. He knows he didnt deserve this.

He feels Katsukis hot breath on his neck, and he shivers. Green eyes dont leave the lewd sight in front of him, and he feels like he is going insane. His hands begins inches his way toward his bulge, and he gulps, shivering when it comes closer and closer to the spot that will make all the pain go away.

Katsuki, takes notice to this quickly, and pins the hand to his thigh before he could reach it. “Dont you fucking dare,” he hisses into Izukus ear, quite enough so that you dont hear. Red eyes glare up at him, and Izuku looks away.

He feels angry at Katsuki’s words. How mean he was being, when he was getting all the praise and touch. They are supposed to share you, how was this fair? “You don't understand what I'm going through,” Izuku mumbles back, his tearful eyes glaring at him.

“I fucking–” You cover his mouth before he could say anything. Katsukis lidded eyes sneer at him, but they seem to roll back when you thumb at his tip.

“Are you two fighting?” You question, gently squeezing the head a little too hard in warning. Katsuki lets out a whimper, and the both shake their heads frantically, slightly panicked on what you would do if you found out.

You hum, and continue your movements. The blonde sighs out, and you release your hold on his mouth. But, his hand continues to stay on top of Izuku’s, not letting him move.

Midoriya's hand twitches from beneath his, and he nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels your hand on his leg. His eyes widen, and he shivers under the lightness of your touch. It barely grazes the surface, and it sends a lightly ticklish feeling up his spine. It was moving closer to his bulge, an obvious tease, and Izuku feels himself begin to pant. He wants to touch himself so badly. Tears continue to fall down, and he screws his eyes shut with a sniffle.

Katsuki on the other hand, seems to be in heaven. He has a slight grin on his face, and he's moaning out with every stroke. He is approaching his high in a matter of seconds. You take notice to the way his body begins to jerk, and the slight higher pitch in his moans. “Do you want to cum, Katsuki?”

He nods his head slowly, breathing into the crook of Izuku's neck, while the other trembles. “Then beg.”

He sighs, but then immediately begins his frantic words. “I need–” You send a slap to his thigh, and he yelps, turning back to you and scowling.

“Don't be a brat. Beg like a dog,” You scold, tone fierce toward him for the first time tonight. It surprises him, and your eyes travel down toward the leash, threatening to grab it if he doesn't abide.

But Bakugou was already at his limits. He was going to cum any minute now, so he doesn't care about his pride any longer. Tears begin to coat his own eyes, and he flushes with embarrassment. “Woof! Arf! Arf! Woof!! P-Please!”

A tear drop lands on Izuku's face, and his whole body tenses. Katsuki looked…so pretty like this. He needs to readjust his pants, he needs to take off some of the weight. He feels tight, sticky from the amount of pre trapped in the fabric with him. And the noises Katsuki is making, makes his head spin, and sweat bead at his temples.

“Of course Katsuki, good puppy, you can cum all you want.”

You grab onto his cock, and give it a couple more pumps, before directing it toward Izuku's crotch. Within seconds of your premission, Bakugou buries his teeth into Izuku's neck, and moans. Its loud, but muffled by the skin. His whole body trembles, and cum flies out and lands on top of Izuku’s boxers.

Midoriya heaves, eyes widening as he watches Katsuki. He shivers at the feeling of teeth in his neck, and holds back a cry. He feels a dampening feeling land on his clothed cock, and doesnt have to do much guessing what it is.

He glances at the pool of cum stuck on his boxers, and then back to you, and finally breaks down and sobs. “Please touch me! Woof! Woof! I cant–Arf! I'm going insane, owner, owner please please please!” He rambles, voice raw from his cries.. He continues to bark, mewl, make any sound to voice his desperation.

Katsuki comes down from his high when Izuku starts hiccuping. His mind is blank, but the sounds Izuku was making was pitiful, and it bugged him. He glances at you, and you nod. He slowly pulls away from the boy, and sits down next to him. He is exhausted, but very much content, basking in the post orgasm glow.

Then, you move toward Izuku, kissing his cheek while he sobs and pinches the skin of his thighs, probably trying to stop the urge from touching himself. You pet his head, stroking the fake ears, and run your finger under his collar. Then, you grab his hands and pull them away before he could hurt himself. He peers up at you, and sniffles, using the back of his hand to wipe the tears. “Did so well, sweet boy. I'm sorry, that was mean of me wasnt it? Do you want to cum?”

He lets out a meek, “Woof,” and cries into your neck, every part of his body shaking. He nods, and tears begin to stain your shirt. Even through it all, he played the role till the very end.

Your hand travels to the bulge, and he doesn't even get a moment to process it before he is cumming. His body shakes with tremors and he screams into your neck. Katsuki watches with wide eyes as Izuku stains his pants.

It's like you knew this was going to happen. You play with his hair and coo at him, and then turn to motion Katsuki forward. He stares at the trembling boy, but abides, resting his hands on your thigh. Izuku slumps onto you, hiccuping from his sobs, but finally looking content. He buries his face into your neck, practically wagging his tail.

You pat the both of them on the head. “Good job, my adorable little puppies. Now was that so hard?”

They both look up at you, and give you the most pathetic but meaningful glare two dogs could give you.

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frickingnerd · 18 days

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ochako walking in on izuku and you

pairing: izuku midoriya x gn!reader (+ochako uraraka)

summary: ochako just wanted to drop off some notes at izuku's room, when she walked in on an interesting scene...

“i-it's so hot…”

“don't move, let me take your clothes off first–!”

ochako stood outside the door, listening to the sounds that came from within izuku's room. she had only intended to bring izuku the notes for today's class since he was sick, but now that she heard what was going on inside his room, she wasn't so sure if she really should disturb the two of you.

“izuku… wait, n-not there–!!”

“we have to do it now…!”

ochako's eyes widened as she kept listening. she couldn't see what was happening inside the room, but it didn't sound like something the two of you should be doing inside the dorms! she grabbed the doorknob, before nervously pushing the door open.

ochako was greeted by the sight of izuku opening your blouse, your tie already tossed onto the floor. she was hoping she had just been imagining things and was wrong about what she heard, but as soon as she got a glimpse of your exposed body, she knew what the two of you had been doing. quickly, she turned away again, flustered.

“i-i'm sorry, i didn't know you two were…”

izuku looked at you, visibly panicking, before he jumped up and rushed towards ochako.

“i-i swear it's not what it looks like–!”

ochako turned towards the two of you again. izuku looked the same way he always did, but as she looked a little closer to you, she noticed the empty bowl on your lap, as well as what was supposed to be soup, now spread all over your top.

“i just dropped the soup on y/n and they got burned… i– i tried to take their clothes off before it got even worse–!!”

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smtere · 15 days

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-> mha getting into an argument w their s/o:

includes : bakugo, midoriya and todoroki

(a/n) just a reminder that if you've had an argument with someone you care about a lot recently you shouldn't beat yourself up about it - its ok to have arguments with the people you love and whether your in the right or the wrong it always feels better to try and forgive ! <3 I hope everyone reading has a nice day / night and remember to keep smiling !

bakugo : it was an accident but he doesn't want to admit it since he's a stubborn bastard. wouldn't snap out of it until he sees his (s/o) in danger or hurt and would instantly go in to protective mode cause he actually cares about them deep inside despite not showing it. then when he and his (s/o) are in bed and he thinks they’re asleep he’ll whisper a ‘i love you’ and apologise - would never actually admit it to them if they were conscious.

midoriya : ok, epitome of ABSOULUTE CUTIE - first person to admit he is wrong, would apologise profusely and pampers his (s/o) non stop. he feels so bad that his (s/o) can’t be mad at him for long cause I mean, have you seen him. his s/o would have to reassure him for months after the argument that they forgive him as he is definitely going to be feeling guilty for a while.

todoroki : would apologise the next morning and feels so bad cause he feels like he's turning into his father. hugs his (s/o) tightly, scared that they are going to leave. after a lot of reassurance he feels slightly better, his (s/o) having to tell him over and over that it is ok to have fights as couples and that it was perfectly normal to disagree with each other - its what makes us all human.

a/n : sorry this is so short, but let me know if you want me to do any other characters or a different scenario! requests are always open <3

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satoruyes · 23 days

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Naivety | pro-hero deku x gn reader

| sypnopsis: naive bimbo-ish little y/n who was convinced by pro-hero deku that he can pass off “one for all” to them if they just swallow some of his cum!!

| tw: nsfw, dub-con, oral(m!), spit, rough, corruption

“so yeah, thats how i got my quirk sweetheart.” izuku gloats. “woah! you were quirkless just like me?” you gape in amazement. he rests a hand on your shoulder then nods. you admire his built muscles as they flex. “yep, 'nd all i had to do was consume a bit of all mights dna.” he leans back against your couch.

“sweet, so all id have to is consume some of yours?” you ask as your brows to furrow in curiosity. izuku confirms your question and smiles at you. the older pro-hero has been using this trick for years.

“ok.. fair enough, too bad you’re gonna have to lose a bit of hair because of me,” you giggle. izuku face contorts into fake confusion, “my hair? no sweetheart, you’re going to be getting it a completely different way.”

———

izuku has you on your knees. the back of your head flat against the wall while he holds your hands up above your head with one of his own.

“nope- no, no dont fight it, just take it. c'mon you can do it. you wanna be a hero right?” he teases as he rhythmically thrusts in and out of your mouth; going balls deep each time he does.

you start to struggle out of instinct as he harshly fucks your face, barely getting gasps of air. you try to get out of the vise grip he has on your wrists to no avail. he takes notice in your overly watery eyes and pulls out merely for a second, kneeling down to your level.

you gasp for air like it’s your last, spit dripping down to your breast. “you want to be a hero bad huh?” you look up into his eyes and loudly gasp for air. with his free hand he smacks you, “can’t fucking talk hm? i’ll give you a reason to not talk.”

he stands back to his feet and you panic, unaware this is what you were in store for when he offered a slither of his power to you. “wait! 'zuku wait!” you yelp in desperation. “what baby,” he coos, letting go of your wrist then grabbing your chin. forcing you to look up at him.

“please, can- can i have a break,” you cough out. he pauses for a second — admiring your messy appearance. the way your hair messily frames your wet face. the way your spit made its way over your face - dripping down your chin.

“but how else are you gonna get your powers? gotta make me cum sweetie.” he remarks condescendingly.

“w- what if you fucked me instead?”

wip

#lulawrites #izuku midoriya #deku x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku x reader #x gn reader

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agendercrisisx · 3 months

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Hey, would you maybe also write about todoroki, midoriya, and maybe a couple others dicks? I really liked your last one ❤️

Alright, I'm so glad you liked it and I will with great pleasure write more. A few people asked for a second one, and I'm sorry it took so long to write.

So here is: Midoriya, Shinsou, Todoroki, Dabi, Hawks & Shigaraki

Midoriya:

Midoriya looks like the innocent boy next door, but this man is his own. With the power of one for all and his toned body, he is more than ready to ruin you. He is not insanely big, but this man is the definition of bigger isn't always better if you don't know how to use it. He has the stamina of a god, so if you ask him nicely he'll pound you into the mattress for hours, never letting you catch a break, only stopping if you pass out.

Shinsou:

Shinsou looks like the tired, introverted boy, and he may be. But the moment you two are alone, his energy is at a new high. He has endless energy with you. Just wanting to do everything that makes you feel good. Whether that's fingering you until you pass out, eating you out till your legs are shaking and you are screaming for a break, or if that's working you on his perfect cock, until you have cum so many times you don't have anything left.

Todoroki:

Todoroki is innocent, not really having tried anything. But he's a quick learner, and the moment you tell him what to do, he's in on you. Letting you guide him, even though there is no need, with the skills of this man. He is big and even with no experience, he knows exactly what will make you cum in seconds.

Dabi:

Dabi is long, not the thickest, but so damn long. He hits every spot with ease. Making your legs shake and having you scream his name in seconds. His slender fingers working you just as well as his cock, but damn he loves how you clenach around him as you cum. Milking his cock, he can't get enough of you.

Hawks:

Hawks may be giving the biggest fuck boy vibes, but I don't believe he's ever really been with anyone. With how much the hero commission is on him, he never had the time. But when he gets out, he is more than eager to try everything with you. As a top pro hero, this man is strong and his stamina is through the roof. He can fuck you for hours, in every position you can ever imagine. His cock is just the perfect fit for you.

Shigaraki:

Shigaraki is inexperienced, not being able to touch most people, but your quirk is the opposite of his and it makes it so easy. He can touch you wherever he wants, with all five fingers if he wants, not giving you a scratch. How he loves touching you. Even more with his cock, his big ass cock. That can barely fit in you, but when he is finally seated in you, everything is just so perfect. Stretching you so good.

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opossum-rights · 3 months

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The Way Things Happen

After being caught in a villain attack, your life is intertwined with those of the aspiring heroes that saved you.

<< Prologue - Next Part >>

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“How are we feeling? Your medication should’ve started kicking in by now,” says a nurse as she goes about conducting your checkup.

“I feel fine.” You give her the thumbs up, not really looking for any conversation. You appreciate how nice the nurses assigned to you are, but you think that’s partly because your parents haven’t visited other than to do paperwork, so they feel bad for you. They were always pretty distant, so you don’t mind them not showing up.

“Alright then, you know what button to press if you need anything.” She scribbles something down on her clipboard and leaves you be.

Back to staring at the ceiling again.

It was about a week after the incident and you were still in the hospital. You’re not sure what’s worse, the dull ache that washes over your body if you so much as squirm, or the boredom you’re faced with everyday. For a while, you were too out of it to realize how stuffy it was being stuck in a hospital bed, but after being taken off the stronger painkillers they had you on, you found yourself staring at the wall more often than not.

A classmate of yours brought your laptop, books, and some other things from your dorm to keep you entertained during your stay. They didn’t help much.

Looking at any type of artificial light for too long makes your head hurt, thanks to your concussion, and everytime you pick up a book you find your attention drifting before finishing the page.

You think it’s the lack of scenery and social interaction that’s making you go stir-crazy the most. Apart from that one classmate, you had no other visitors. The day after you got here a basket arrived from Best Jeanist’s agency, filled with treats and flowers and a card signed by your coworkers.

It makes you sad to think that by the time you’re discharged from the hospital, work studies will be over and it’s back to school. Though it’s nice to know that someone’s thinking of you.

There’s a knock at the door. You tell the person it’s okay to come in as you glance at the clock on the wall. It isn't the time they usually bring you dinner.

“Delivery!” A nurse enthusiastically calls out. You sit up, curious.

In her hands is another ‘get well’ basket, only instead of the sweets in the one you received from your colleagues, this one seems to have some over-the-counter medicine along with some other basic medical supplies, and what looks like a bag of takeout. Taking a closer look at the bag you realize it’s from a restaurant near the U.A. campus; a popular hang-out spot for students, especially after the move into the dorms.

“Who’s that from?” You ask, reaching out to grab it. The nurse shrugged.

“I’m not sure, it was dropped off at the front desk. Receptionist said it was a couple of U.A. boys. Maybe some classmates?”

You try to think of who it might be, but a single name can’t come to mind. You aren’t close with any of your classmates, even considering the one who grabbed your stuff only an acquaintance. Not that you particularly dislike any of them. It’s just that most have that ‘business student attending a prestigious school’ vibe.

“Well, whoever put this together definitely put some thought into it. Maybe they’ll come back.” The nurse sees your bewildered expression. She reminds you how much time there is until your next dosage of medication, then walks out and gently shuts the door behind her.

Despite how confused you are, the takeout has you feeling more upbeat than you’ve been in days. If you’re honest, any other non-hospital food would’ve brought out the same reaction.

You look inside the bag to see a little card on top of the containers. It’s plain white, ‘Get Well Soon’ printed on the front. In your hand, it’s a little warm from the food. On the other side of it is a brief handwritten note.

‘Hi there! I’m not sure if you remember, but we’re the ones who found you after the building collapsed. We’re relieved to hear that you’re doing okay! Always glad to help fellow U.A. student!’

Under the message are three signatures: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, and Todoroki Shouto. Going by handwriting, Midoriya was the one who wrote the message. You sort of remember them.

You smile to yourself as you place the card on the bedside table. No longer able to resist the smell, you dig into the takeout bag. What they got were safe choices, in other words kinda plain and not what you would’ve picked, but after days of hospital food, you’re about ready to cry from the flavor.

After you're finished, full and satisfied, you go to toss the bag away when you see a thin white sheet of paper. A receipt from the restaurant. Bakugou was apparently the one who bought it.

He must’ve ordered it from his phone, then gone to pick it up, going by a cell phone number listed. Would it be an invasion of privacy to call or text to thank him?

You decide to sit on it. Looking through the rest of the basket, you find over-the-counter pain relievers, an electric heating pad, some ointments, and some other minor things.

You’re flattered, to say the least.

This sways your decision to reach out, grabbing your phone and the receipt.

‘Hi, this is the student from the hospital. Thank you all so much for saving me and buying me stuff! Food was good.’

You’re not sure exactly what to type, so you decide on something short. Almost immediately after setting your phone in your lap, it pings to let you know you got a response.

‘You better be grateful.’

Huh, not what you were expecting.

‘I really am! The supplies are definitely going to make the next week I’m stuck here more bearable. Tell your friends I said thanks!’

‘Those two dumbasses aren’t my friends’

Ok, you’re getting a better idea of who this kid is. Now that you think about it, wasn’t he the one who had to be muzzled at the sports festival? You’re kinda surprised they let him into the hero course.

Not sure what to say to that, you set your phone down and go back to digging through the basket. All the while, a warm feeling in your chest.

…

It’s a couple of days later, and you’re still holding onto the feeling that popped up knowing those boys thought of you. Truthfully you expect nothing else. What they’ve done for you is more than enough. So it’s definitely a surprise when a nurse slides into your room saying that you have a visitor; a U.A. boy named Midoriya.

You tell her to send him in. Quickly, after she leaves the room, you sit up and brush your hair down. It’s the first time you’ve seen anyone but a nurse in a week, and you’ll admit you haven’t been putting as much thought into your appearance since you got here.

“Um, hello. Is this the right room?” The green-haired boy, who you now know is Midoriya Izuku, nervously steps into the room.

“Y-yeah, it is.” You mentally groan at your awkward response, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

“It’s great to properly meet you! I’m Midoriya Izuku,” he says with a genuine smile on his face. He holds up another takeout bag in his hand.

“Kacchan, er-Bakugou said you liked the food he picked up last time, so I grabbed you some more.”

“You really didn’t have to, but thank you so much!” You properly introduce yourself, returning his enthusiasm, and gesture to a seat on the side of your bed.

“Since you’re here, let me pay you back at least.” You reach over the other side of your bed to grab your backpack on the floor.

“No, no you really don’t have to!” He shoots his hands up and rapidly shakes his head.

“If you’re sure…” you trail off. You sit back up quicker than you should’ve and feel a slight pain in your ribs. It must show on your face because Midoriya leans closer and looks you over.

“All you alright? Should I call a nurse?” You hurriedly tell him no, that you just moved too fast.

“Still not used to being so fragile,” you painfully chuckle and wave a hand at your leg.

He focuses on your leg, brows furrowing and seeming to be lost in thought. You feel your cheeks warm at the attention, and you ask the first thing that pops into your head to distract him.

“Do you wanna sign it?”

“Huh?” He turns to you with wide eyes.

“Well, you did save me after all. It’d be kinda cool having the autograph of a future pro hero. You can consider me one of your first fans.” Saying this makes him light up.

You grab a marker from your bedside table left by one of the nurses and hand it to him. He stutters out a ‘thank you’ and signs his hero name in neat characters in the space just over your knee.

“Deku, huh? I’ll be sure to remember it.”

After that conversation comes more easily. Both you and him seem more easygoing than when he first arrived. You chat about school, your respective courses, who you’re working under, and even more. Soon a nurse sticks her head in to announce that visiting hours are ending soon.

“Again, thank you for stopping by. Talking with you has been the most fun I’ve had in a while.” Your gratitude makes him blush as he bashfully scratches the back of his neck.

“Really, it’s no trouble at all. I’ve been thinking about you a lot since the incident. You seemed pretty frightened, so I wanted to check up on you.” Now it’s your turn for your face to warm up. You smile at each other.

“Would you mind if I came to visit you again?” He asks as he stands from his seat.

“Of course not, just no more buying me anything. Here,” you grab a napkin from the takeout bag, still sitting unopened, and scribble down your number. He takes it with a smile, and then soon enough he’s out the door.

Deku; you know for a fact that in ten years you’ll be hearing his name in the news all the time.

…

The next day rolls around and you’re in a way better mood than previously. Midoriya had texted wondering how you were, and you even made plans for him to visit later in the week. The uptick in your mood must’ve been obvious, as even the nurses were commenting on it. They were happy to see you so happy.

After your recent checkup, the doctor said that your concussion was healing nicely enough for you to watch some TV, but to turn it off the second your head starts to ache.

That’s where you are right now, getting caught up on the dramas you missed. In fact, you’re so into it that you don’t notice the loud footsteps stomping down the hallway.

You’re leaning in, anticipating the moment the lead confesses her love when your door blows open like an explosion took place in the hallway.

You jump away, watching as a spiky-haired blond boy walks in without saying anything. Again, in a U.A. uniform. It doesn’t take much thinking for you to piece together that this is Bakugou Katsuki.

“What?” He spits out when he sees you staring.

“Uh, what do you mean ‘what’? This is my room,” you point from yourself to the door. He looks at you like you’re an idiot.

“I know that, dumbass. I’m here to give you this.” He stomps up and thrusts a piece of paper at you.

You cautiously glance at him as you take it. You continue to look at him with it in your hand.

“Read it,” he grunts out, moving to the chair next to your bed.

You shrug at him then look at it. It’s a letter from Principal Nezu confirming that due to being injured from no fault of your own, you won’t need to make up for your missed time on your work study nor will you have any extra assignments. There’s even a note at the bottom from Best Jeanist, saying that what happened was tragic and that you’re welcome back to his agency the next time work studies roll around.

You’re touched, and it must show on your face as you hear a scoff from the boy next to you. You’ll be honest, you forgot he was there. Something else you forget was the harsh movements you made when he barged in. A dull pain sets in your leg, and you squirm around to try and get more comfortable.

“What happened?” He’s quieter now, though his words still have a bite to them.

“I just moved too harshly. I’m fine,” you say, and he gives a huff. Things taper off after that. You’re not exactly sure why he stayed past giving you the note.

“Thank you for the other day. You were one of the heroes that saved me from the rubble, right?”

“Damn right, I blew it away. Neither of the other two did jack,” he smirks, pride in his voice.

“Yeah? Well, thanks for the food too. I really like that place.”

“Hospital food tastes like shit. It’ll probably make ya even worse,” he looks away when he replies.

He takes a glance at your cast, more specifically the name on it.

“Deku…” He looks pissed off.

“You want to sign it too? You’re also one of my heroes,” you say as you grab the marker and hold it out to him.

Bakugou looks startled by your offer, but only for a moment. He roughly grabs that tool from you and gets to work. He signs his hero name in big, scratchy characters right above Midoriya’s. With an upward twitch of his lips, he caps the marker and throws it back onto the table.

“Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite…” You’re not sure if you were just pranked. Seeing the disbelief on your face as you look back at him, he scowls.

“Better remember it,” he’s serious. Not wanting to piss him off even more, you move on to flattery.

“Don’t think I could. Look forward to seeing it up on the charts!” This pleases him, you think. You’re sincere when you say it.

You make small talk for the rest of his time there. It’s mostly you egging him on. You talked about class, how he’s at the top of his both in academics and strength (you have no way of knowing if that’s true), and how he interned under Best Jeanist earlier in the year, that’s why he was the one to get the note.

Eventually, a text pops up on his phone and he glances at it, scowling once he sees who it is.

“Damn hag,” he mutters as he slings his bag over his shoulder and stands.

“Don’t die,” he’s blunt as he turns back at you in the doorway.

“Not planning on it,” you reply, giving him a little wave. He stomps back out the door, slamming it shut of course. It sounds like he pauses outside, then you can hear his footsteps move down the hall back to the elevators.

He sure has a strong presence, and you know how far that’ll take him in this industry.

…

Suddenly it’s a few days later, the day you planned for Midoriya to visit. You were excited, and a bit jumpy. Even with a preset time you found yourself hopping up everytime the door opened, only to be disappointed once it’s just a nurse.

You found yourself wanting to impress him, or at least not look like you’ve been stuck in the hospital for weeks. A nurse assisted you in taking a bath, and you put on a sweater over the top of your hospital gown. You’re afraid there’s no hiding how dead your skin looks with the lack of direct sunlight.

The time ticks on. You set your eyes to the clock set high in the corner of the room and watch as the hour and minute hands place themselves where they need to be, then past.

At first you can excuse it, his train probably got delayed or there was an emergency. You really didn’t want to blame him for it. He was a hero in training, after all, he probably didn’t have time to spend with a kid in the hospital.

There’s a lock at the door. You twist around, hope being brought back.

“Come in!” You try to play it cool and keep the excitement out of your voice.

There’s a pause on the other side. The door slowly opens to show not who you were expecting. It’s a boy with two-toned hair, and two different colored eyes. This is Todoroki Shouto if you remember correctly.

“Midoriya’s in the bathroom,” he stated as he stood in the doorway. You light up and smile at him, overjoyed to hear that he hasn’t ditched you.

“Thanks for letting me know. You can sit down, if you want,” you wave a hand to the chair at your bedside.

He nods, then moves to sit. As he does, he seems to realize something and briefly introduces himself. You do the same.

You had your fair share of awkward moments when Midoriya and Bakugou first came to visit, but they both did their part in providing small talk. This boy, on the other hand, is content with being quiet. You’re more intimidated by him than you were with Bakugou.

As you try and think of something to say, you hear a murmur.

“That’s what he picked?” You glance over to see he’s staring at your leg, where his teammates have written their hero names.

“Yeah, Bakugou’s sure is… something. It does fit him, though.” He agrees with that, not saying anything else. You decide to hurry things along and grab your trusty marker, pointing it at him between your fingers. He looks at you blankly.

“Go on, the other two did. You were also there to help me. Thank you for that, by the way,” you give him a smile as you shake your hand lightly.

“I’m a hero, it’s my job. You don’t have to thank me.” He takes the marker anyway. Under your knee, he writes his name in small, neat characters. When he’s finished he caps the pen and sets it back on the table.

“Shouto? Staying true to yourself, nice.” He gives you a barely there smile, and is about to say something when the door rushes open.

“I’m so sorry I’m late! Todoroki wanted to come with when I said I was visiting,” Midoriya slightly bows as he apologizes.

“It’s fine. I have nothing else to do other than wait.” You wave him off.

Looking around, you realize the only place to sit in the room is being taken up by Todoroki. You could call a nurse, but you’d feel bad making them leave their station just for a chair. Moving your good leg more towards you, you pat at the empty space. He looks unsure of it, but you pat it harder to get the point across that it’s fine. Hesitatingly he sits on the edge of the bed, being very conscious of your cast.

You all get to talking a bit more, mostly you and Midoriya, but sometimes Todoroki’s dragged in by one of you, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

…

As they’re getting ready to leave you call out to them.

“I know I probably said it a thousand times, but really thank you guys. If it wasn’t for you I’d be in even worse shape, or maybe dead,” you blink away tears in your eyes as you tell them. They both freeze at your expression.

Todoroki doesn’t seem like he knows what to do, but Midoriya gently places a hand on your shoulder. You place a hand over his.

“You guys are already amazing heroes.” They both are happy to hear that.

“Thank you, that means a lot to hear,” Midoriya sounds genuine, the light in his eyes warms your chest.

“So, see you later?” You let go of his hand, and he backs up to where Todoroki is by the door.

“Of course, I’ll text you when I have a free day.”

“Is it alright if I visit again?” The quiet boy speaks up. You’re surprised, but glad he seemed to have a nice time.

“Definitely, you guys are the only people I see outside of the nurses. It keeps me from going crazy.” They have a strange look flash across their faces, but quickly go back to normal and make to leave when a nurse walks in with some of your medication.

You don’t know if you can consider them friends yet, but you have a feeling these boys will stick around.

#Bnha #mha #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki #izuku midoriya #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #katsuki bakugou #gn reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #my hero academia x reader #bakugo x reader #mha x reader #deku

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mitsua · 12 days

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Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Series: 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐍𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚

Y/n's: . . . GN!

Words count: 494

We're both sleeping on the couch

It's been a tough day at Izuku's work as the #1 hero of Japan, just as each day was. With a slight difference that almost costs your relationship.

It was as if every bad thought he might have had for the past years just became truth in one day.

So to say he was far beyond exhausted was an understatement. He kindly let you know he'd be coming home later than usual (said usual normally being 12a.m.), so you could sleep without worrying.

How could you not worry about him if his voice over phone sounded so rough, raspy and tired with everything he might be living in those offices right now?

This made you remember every time Midoriya got his way out of reunions or late nights to be with you for at least some hours when you called him and expressed your fatigue.

You would not leave him at his own now. Not ever.

So you quickly glanced at the clock as you said your goodbyes and ended the call. 9:48 p.m.

Yeah you could do something about it.

You arrived at his agency half an hour later, with a bigger than usual bag and a blanket perfectly folded under your free arm which helped you open the gigantic glass doors which welcomed any citizen that might be in trouble along the best heroes of the country.

This entrance always gave you chills as you recalled when Izuku spent days and days deciding how to decorate his agency in a way it felt comfortable with everyone, yet it got some of his unique traits like some walls were green-coloured.

You had to take the elevator once the secretary recognized you as his boss's partner.

Finally, opening the last door was a relief for you, but a surprise for your freckled-fiancé. His face changing from confusion to happiness to confusion again since he told you not to worry about him.

"Wha-Why?" he asked, his finger pointing at the things you were carrying, his other hand still with yesterday's and today's patrol reports he had to review.

"Let me tell you a little story about a boy who used to listen to a certain person whining about their day when they were younger, I really admire that boy 'cause he did everything he could no matter what the time or weather was, he'd go with them and accompany them by himself". You said smiling all the way to the wood table his grand officine had, starting to pull out some plastic cutlery and tuppers with fresh food, then, extending the blanket at the couch infront of it all.

Izuku had left all his work by now to stare at your gentle gestures, the care that you held while putting perfectly everything in place for a little time off for yourselves. He had never felt fuller than now, finding comfort in your acts, he let himself drown in this love of yours.

Written by: Mitsua (Credit to their respective owners of the pictures and tagged series' character)

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full-cowlings · 1 year

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𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻 𝑩𝑬𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑫

❝ 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬: 𝐢 '𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 . ❞

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚

Summary ; In which Izuku leaves U.A Highschool for good . but not before leaving goodbye notes to his classmates , [name] having received one with something that could only cause the heart to hurt so much more .

Warnings & Notices ; ANGSTY | spoiler warning for the new episode released !! i have used the official script in the drabble , so please be wary of that .

Word Count ; 1689

april ... april has arrived . and with it , the paranormal liberation war had been concluded ... but with several casualties and deaths occurring ... so many heroes lost — so many lives lost . the sad truth was that the heroes couldn't protect everyone — and they had been the cause of a few deaths in the midst of it . let alone some news coming out .

however ... along with april ... it brought izuku waking up from the coma he had fallen into amongst the damage he himself had taken that war .

which was amazing news for you and everyone around him ... for only god knew how worried you had been for him . seeing how his quirk had pushed him to his limits ... how he had no control over his movements , everything that forced him to wage on with it all . it was so much , making your heart ache just to watch it ... heaven knows what he had felt .

and yet that hope that rekindled in your heart upon him waking up had slowly been blown out and dissipated once more .

for not long after he had woken were you hit with devasting news . news that you never thought would come your way .

izuku had left u.a highschool .

and in his departure ... he had left a note to you — and everyone else — in explaining why he chose the path he has .

which is what lead you to where you were now , sitting in the 1-A dorms common room , though off to the side upon realizing you weren't the only one who had received a letter of goodbye . your heartbeat was in your ears , able to feel it pound against your ribcage as you prepared yourself to read it ... easily recognizing the kanji in izuku's handwriting .

a certain feeling of dread had already filled you . was it because he was out there on his own ? with nobody to back him up or to fall back on now ? or was it because there were so many things unsaid between you two ?

u.a had started great , after all ... nobody knew things would take such a treacherous downfall ... let alone one so drastic it had the green-haired hero you fell in love with feeling like he had to leave . leave his dream behind , his friends ... you .

taking a deep breath , you clutched the parchment in your hands before beginning to read the handwritten note .

" dear [name] ,

thank you , for everything , for starters . you don't know the impact you have had on me and on my dreams of becoming a hero . how much you strife you gave me to continue pushing forwards , even when the light inside me seemed dim .

i thought i needed to tell you and everyone else in class A my secret . so i'm writing letters to leave behind for you all.

my power is a special power that i received from all might and tomura shigaraki and all for one are coming after my quirk ... and me .

at this rate , you will all be in danger because of me . i don't want you caught up and wrapped up in my mess ... therefore , i have decided to leave u.a highschool to keep you ... guys safe . "

your eye widened at such a thing . so much to take in at once ... it was almost confusing ... but what you did know was that your heart ached at hearing such a thing .

clenching the letter in your hands, you had to take a pause in order to compose yourself .

what was he thinking ? leaving like that ?

didn't he know what he was leaving behind ?

or ... who he was leaving behind ?

izuku midoriya had began as nothing more than a classmate at the start of the semester , only growing towards something more and more the more time you spent together .

having never had the courage to tell him , you left it be . in fear of ruining what you two had .

and now you almost regretted that ... no , you did regret that decision .

because now he was out there , all alone ... with two of the major villains going after him and his quirk , a secret in itself .

and he had nobody to fall back on now that he was out there alone ...

though shoving the emotion and pain aside for now , your eyes glanced back down to the page once you had collected your thoughts , well , to the best of your abilities .

" being able to get into the hero course and meet everyone in class A really made me happy .

especially you , [nickname] .

don't think i'll ever be forgetting anything we shared together in my time there . i wish things could be different but ... they can't .

thank you , for everything . for being the one who means most to me and for being the person i continued to fight for , it's you and has always been you . i don't think that will be changing any time soon . "

there was a lump in your throat , it was the way that even through writing he had you choking on your own emotion , your own vulnerability showing in the corner you stayed in . thank god you weren't sitting with everyone else right now .

you swallowed down a lump of emotion once again . as if you hadn 't done that enough through reading what he had left you . a small breath escaping your lips as you once again turned your head down to read the rest of what he wrote you .

" there's one thing i never got to tell you ... and i don't know if i'll ever get the chance to tell you in person anymore . so , i thought i'd leave you with this one last thing . " you took a deep breath in as your eyes scanned through the handwritten letter .

you tried to ignore the tears that brimmed at your waterline , threatening to over spill . it burned , the way they were threatening to fall down your cheeks , the way it blurred and distorted your vision . the way so many emotions overcame you all at once ... it almost burned just as much as your whole entire being ached upon hearing this .

" i love you , [name] , i've always loved you and i'll continue to do so . i wish things could be different , i really do ... but it can't ... i have to protect you ... i can't lose you too . "

your eyes widened again when reading his confession , pupils contracting along with the startlement , the bittersweet realization of what he had just said ... well ... written .

that idiot ... that adorable, lovable idiot ...

why ? why did he feel the need to face this threat on his own ? didn't he know how much you all cared for him ? how much you cared for him ? the yearning and longing you felt every time your gaze met the one his viridian hues casted upon you ?

you clenched the parchment in your hands as you read the words that were presented to you , unable to help the few stray tears that slipped and strayed down your cheeks , splashing onto the handwritten note .

" i'll never forget you , [name] , no matter what happens when i leave . i promise .

thank you , for everything . "

izuku had just confessed his feelings ... just confessed to loving you ,

" and goodbye .

with love , sincerely signed ... "

and you could no longer tell him you felt just the same longing as he did .

" ... izuku midoriya . "

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emmyrosee · 5 months

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my headcanon: Deku is an expert in caring for you when you're sick, but pray for the day you get to take care of him - he's the worst patient ever! Insists he's fine and can totally cook dinner for the two of you when he has a high fever and is sneezing every five minutes.

DEKU IS THE WORST PATIENT EVER IT PHSYCALLY MAKES YOU CRINGE

bc he thinks hes some good liar or something, like he can hide his puffy eyes and red nose behind watery smiles and quivering muscles.

"izuku, you're sick. please go back to bed."

"I'm not sick," he chuckles. "im strong. im a force to be reckoned with. im-"

he's cut off with a full sneeze attack, tears of sinus ache dribbling from his eyes. when he looks at you and your crossed arms and quurked brow, he sighs and holds a finger up matter of factly, "and im not sick. what do you want for breakfast?"

"not your malaria," you gag, bumping his hip to go make him some hot tea.

"through sickness and in health!"

"not that much sickness!"

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izukumidoriyashusband · 1 year

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Imagine with @izukumidoriyashusband

Do not repost my work anywhere without credit, I don’t mind it being reblogged. (This was a fast one that I didn’t write in my Google docs. Enjoy,, I hope it’s good.). @izukumidoriyashusband

Pairing: Izuku x Gn!Reader

Imagine Midoriya laying in between your thighs muttering about his day because he feels like nobody else listens to him but he messes up and tells you too much.

Tw: Pet names ??

“Well,, you know All-Might is really counting on me considering I’m controlling his quirk and trying to get used to—“

He stops himself. Panic arises in him and he’s just looking up at you while you rub your fingers through his hair.

He praise to himself that you didn’t hear that.

“His quirk?” You repeat back to him, confusion written on your face.

“I-I…I might as well be honest with you.”

Izuku takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

He pays attention to your hands in his hair before speaking. “All Might has a quirk called all for one and he…

He gave it to me.” He blurts out pretty slowly, trying not to let the panic in his throat show when he speaks. He opens his eyes and looks at you once again.

All you do is nod.

“Well, at least you’re getting the hang of his quirk?”

Your response takes him back.

“Y/N I used to be quirkless.”

“I figured that when you say he gave it to you.”

“You don’t feel weird about that.”

“Angel, I’m going to be honest with you. Quirk or not is gonna make me judge you. I judge people based on their character. Not what quirk they were or weren’t born with. I don’t care. Not like I don’t care about you or anything like that, I mean—“

“I know what you mean, Y/N. Thank you.” He speaks softly. He closes his eyes and begins humming.

“Can I sleep here, love?” “You can sleep anywhere you want, baby. I don’t mind.” You coo back to him.

#izuku midoryia x you #izuku midoriya x gn reader #izuku x reader #deku x reader #deku x reader fluff #izuku midoriya fluff #deku fluff #izuku Midoriya x reader fluff #izuku midoriya #bnha deku x you #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha x you #izuku midoria x reader #izuku Midoriya x y/n

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uravitypng · 2 years

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tutor izuku who helps you when he sees you're struggling in class

tutor izuku who you invite to your apartment so you don't have to study in the library

tutor izuku who can't stop looking at you, wondering how you'd kiss him

tutor izuku who tries to focus on helping you, but all he's doing is picturing you naked

tutor izuku who praises you when you get correct answers

tutor izuku who realises you press your thighs together every time he compliments you

tutor izuku who realises that whenever you two make eye contact you quickly look away nervously

tutor izuku who can't stop but grin as he see's how he affects you

tutor izuki who calls out your name so you look at him, just so he can press his lips against yours

tutor izuku who loves how your eyes flutter and the little noises that come out of you

tutor izuku who's inpatient as he pulls you to the couch because he wants to get his hands all over you

tutor izuku who is incredibly happy about offering to help you study

#tutor deku makes me go brrrr #izuku midoriya #izuku midoriya x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha #midoriya x reader #bnha x reader smut #bnha smut #mha smut #♡ mine / writing #bnha x gn!reader #mha x gn!reader #♡ izuku

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frickingnerd · 3 days

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deku crushing on a vigilante

pairing: izuku midoriya / deku x gn!reader

tags: pro hero deku, deku is just a genuine good guy, fluff

deku knew that vigilantes existed, but he had never met one like you before!

you were hiding your identity behind a mask and while he knew that using your quirk without a license was illegal, he couldn't ignore that you were doing good

besides, you actually ended up saving him! him, the number one hero, being saved by a vigilante!

after that first encounter, deku can't forget about you. sure, you were mysterious and beautiful, but the topic of vigilantes floats through his head as well

he knows you're doing good and he wants to help you with it, but in a more legal way!

the next time the two of you meet, he chases you down and has a talk with you, inviting you to join his agency!

as much as you seem to appreciate the offer, you end up declining. sure, working for the number one hero would be great! but who would help the people that get overlooked by pro heroes, if not you? they needed you!

deku admires your decision, but he's not giving up that easily. he wants to prove to you that pro heroes will help everyone, no matter how small the situation!

and so, it happens that you run into pro hero deku far more often during your own patrol. you watch as he helps lost children find home, settles arguments and helps pick up trash from the streets

you can't help but find this view amusing – the number one hero of japan, doing such small tasks that would usually fall onto sidekicks, if anyone does them at all!

but you admire him as well. after all, deku is truly trying to prove to you that he'll help anyone and that he won't just help people for publicity!

slowly, you begin to trust him more, as the two of you begin to spend more time together during patrol. and perhaps, you might even consider taking deku up on his offer to join his agency, should he ask you again…

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katsuki069 · 6 months

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Werewolf!Izuku x Bunny!Reader

Little Thing I started like a month ago then lost motivation lol.

>1k words

Sent out into the forest hours prior, you were now searching for one of the last few ingredients the village healer had requested of you.

Your small pink nose twitched as you sniffed the air in search of some lavender. You knew it would be in the nearby area somewhere, based on how strong the scent was. Basket in hand you wandered deeper and deeper into the forest. Minutes later, you had found some lavender behind some bushes.

You stepped through the foliage, reaching for the lavender before you suddenly heard a snap. Quickly snatching the flower, you stuffed it in your basket as you turned around. From a short distance away, you saw bright, glowing, green eyes.

Holding your breath, you slowly backed up with your long ears pinned to your head in fear. You had been told that deep in the woods there were dangerous creatures that would hunt bunny-kin such as yourself, but you hadn’t thought you had gone that far in. The creature took long strides towards you, coming out of the shadows.

Once in the sunlight you saw what at first glance seemed to be a giant. But after looking for a moment longer you saw the large tail and the pointed ears that were turned in your direction. The being strode closer to you. Not knowing what it was going to do to you, you turned and ran. High-tailing it out of the area you went as fast as you could, making your way back to where you had come.

Hearing a loud growl, you turned to look behind you only to see that the beast was now chasing you, had you unintentionally started a hunt?! You looked forwards once more as you could see your village in the distance, you did your best to keep running but you were growing tired. However, it seemed the werewolf was not, he continued his pace and soon had pounced you to the ground with a snarl.

“Little bunny, don’t you know the forest is dangerous?” it growled in your ear. A shiver ran down your spine as you nodded. “Then why would you come?” he barked down at you. With a terrified stutter you answered, “I-I was getting s-some ingredients for the v-village.” It glared down at you before relenting, crouching back on its haunches and giving you room to breath. You looked up at the werewolf with a petrified gaze, he was absolutely massive.

“W-wolf.” was all you could say in your shock as he towered over you. His lips tilted up slightly as he chuckled. Your ears laid flat against your head as you looked up at the massive creature before you cleared your throat, “W-who are you?” you asked. He grinned down at you, “I’m Izuku, a wolf of the woods.” he answered. You sat up once you could feel your body again. “I’m Yin.” you replied, backing away slightly. Not liking the new distance, Izuku grunted and pulled you back by the ankle, earning a yelp from you. With the close proximity you could smell him clear as day, this wolf was an Alpha.

He looked down at you with a tilted head, “Do you fear me?” he asked. Not wanting to lie, you slightly nodded your head. He released your ankle and brought his hand toward your face. You flinched away, fearing he was going to injure you. A small frown crossed his lips, but he continued to reach for you nonetheless. With a gentle touch, he pet your long ears and the fine fur that lined it. You silently gasped at the contact, finding it rather pleasant.

He looked down at you, “You’re a rather cute one, Yin.” he complimented. Your lips pressed into a line, not knowing what to say. You gave him a nod in silent thanks as his words replayed in your mind. Never had you heard someone say your name and sound so pleasant. Izuku lifts you from under your arms and looks at your small stature, his gaze thoughtful as he seemingly inspected you. Incapable of doing anything, you just hung there in his grasp.

Before you could ask what he was thinking he suddenly moved you so that you were under his arm as he got up. You squeaked in surprise, earning an ‘Awe-’ in reply from his fanged mouth. He began carrying you back into the woods, not paying mind to your occasional struggling in attempts of escape. “Put me down!” you yelled at him, however to his ears it sounded like a pathetic whine. He chuckles and looks down at you with a grin, “You’re perfect.” he comments, leaving you confused. “Perfect? Perfect for what?” you questioned him as you looked to where he was taking you.

He entered a large cave near the base of a mountain, hidden behind trees and vegetation. Walking inside, you blinked repeatedly to help your eyes adjust to the darkened area. Not seeing much, you were forced to trust the wolf, hoping you weren’t in danger. You felt the muscles in his arms shift before you felt something soft under you. You rubbed your small fists over your eyes and looked around with slightly better vision.

As you gazed upon the caves inside you saw pelts and furs hung on walls along with tools and other miscellaneous items strewn about. Then looking down, you saw you were surrounded by a ring of pelts and furs. Was this a nest?

Izuku plopped himself down behind you and wrapped his arms around you once he had pulled you into his lap. You looked up at him confused but then he finally answered your previous question. “Perfect mate.” You weren’t sure if he was intentionally answering your question or if he was speaking to himself, but you felt reassured knowing he didn’t intend to harm you. Relaxing into his strong chest, you felt your worries slip away for the moment as you drifted off into slumber.

#gn reader #reader insert #bnha #drabble #mha #mha x reader #mha izuku #mha midoriya #werewolf #werewolf x reader #bunny reader #x reader #izuku midoriya #shitpost

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sweet-honey-tears · 1 year

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🩹Please Be Okay🩼

There’s a mix of both head cannons and a bit of stories. I hope you enjoy it and it’s not too confusing!

Thank you so much for this lovely person for giving me this idea! I had a lot of fun with it! If y’all have any others, please leave them and I hope you enjoy!🤍🤍 this is probably one of my favorite things I’ve written!

PLEASE READ

Warning: Description of wounds, blood, burns, broken ribs, mention of death, disturbing topics, characters are AGED UP, Angst with a happy ending.

○ Dabi ○

Dabi should have figured nothing would be simple, especially with the League. ‘Just a simple-‘ yeah no that’s not how it EVER goes.

Your quirk was similar to Togas in a way, mostly with vocal changes. You were able to lure people in with your song. They called it Siren. It left your throat raw and cracky but it was worth it. To say the least, your quirk relied on you being able to throat.

“ So you have two sets of vocal cords! Can I try!?” You were patient with Toga, and with everyone. Toya never said anything about it, but just ever so lightly grinned.

“Jeez leave ‘em alone will ya?”

You were nice to be around, not annoying or too loud. You also threw it right back at Toya anytime he tried to comment on something you did. But you also called others out of their shit.

“I could always just make you walk to me ya know.” You sighed. Arms slug over his shoulders as the two of you dance to some shitty song you were playing on your phone. Each of you shared an airpod.

“You’d lose your vocal cords if you do.” He tightened his hold on you.

• Injury •

“Dabi” your voice was strained, bubbly as you choked on spit, air, and blood. Burns encased your neck with no particular pattern. Meaning someone was aiming for your throat or head area with a fire-like quirk. Your mouth was sputtering blood. “D-Dabi”. Your body had collided hard with a wall, likely causing a broken rib or hopefully, just some intense bruising. Burns and sizzling skin covered your neck, jaw, and upper chest. Drops of blood slide down to mingle with your charred clothes.

Toya sees red, grating his teeth as he watches a shifted Toga sprint to your side. Her face turned worried, as she touched your shoulders.

Toya knows in the back of his mind it was likely to happen, that the so-called heroes would go for your ‘weak point’ - he would too. But that doesn’t stop him from seeing red. Someone hurt you.

Toya has a small family, and it is the League and you. And you just got injured.

If he notices it was Endeavor that caused this. He’s lost way too far in rage to be consolable.

Blue, complete blue and he doesn’t give a shit who’s caught in the crossfire.

“Why do you destroy everything good? Do you get off on it? By destroying our family.” He’s yelling outputs but no one can hear him due to the sound sod cracking fire.

• Weeks Later •

When you turn your head to face Dabi, your fingers reach out toward his own. His jacket lays crumbled by your face. Something you kept snuggling into m, breathing in the Smokey sent.

“I don’t have to get staples, do I?” You asked, peering out of the black fabric

It causes Dabi to grin. “Not yet doll didn't earn them”

“Thank f-“ you started coughing, your voice straining hard. Davis holding your hand in both of his.

“Take it easy doll.”

• Recovery •

Dabi lets you practice your quirk on him. You have to retrain it a bit after the damage caused by the fire. Though you sometimes wish he wouldn’t let you practice on him, it lets him see you struggle and fail. It angers you. But he’s always there to calm you down.

“Breath doll.”

Dabi allows you to call him, aiming in your wobbly voice to lure him over to you. Allowing you to kiss his lips before you completely let control go. He’ll hold you from behind, sometimes lifting you and saying “C’mon on doll, get out of this.” You have to sing to take it over, causing his body to relax and let you go. Dabi will barely agitate his quirk, giving you the chance to try and Solti him into a dull state of mind to have him stop. tell

“Getting a better doll.”

○ Izuku ○

• Injury •

You were both so close to finishing this damn chase. It had gone on long enough. Your legs sprung you forward, past Izuku as you used more of your strength in your jump. Your target only an arms length away.

“Come on ZuZu!” You yelled out, adding your final stretch.

Izuku lost sight of you for only a minute. His chest burned as he pushed himself farther. He didn’t always like the fact you could go faster than him (your quirk), it made him nervous sometimes. What he if wasn't there in case you needed-

Your screams pierced the air. They were terrifying, bloodcurdling, and horrible. Izuku could feel his breakfast cuddle in his stomach. He felt how is heart momentarily stopped and his lung squeeze. How every breath felt hundred time more Labor-sum and sink into his chest. With his final stretch into the ally you disappeared into, he find you and the target on the ground. The target was more than likely knocked out, seeming motionless. But Izuku could care less. He watched in horror as your body contorted, back arching as your feet pressed into the ground. Your bare fingers attached into the dirty ground. A heavy line of tears rolled down the side of your face, your eyes rolled back. Izuku fell to your side, grabbing your body tightly.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

Your body shook in his hands, you yell for stops and no’s continuing.

• Reaction •

People questioned where the top hero disappeared to, a month had gone by with no sign of Deku or his lover. People questioned your and Izuku's friends, asking either out of concern or anger what happened.

People noticed how Bakugou and others seemed to appear in place of Deku and you on patrol routes. When Bakugou's numbers started rising, the world noticed how he wasn’t flaunting it. He didn’t say anything about how he deserved it, he almost seemed angry at the fact he was rising slightly. No word of Deku.

“Dynamight! Dynamight! What happened to Pro Hero Deku?””

“Why don’t you extras mind your damn business for once.”

“Uravity! Can you tell us what happened to Pro Hero Deku and (hero name)”

“I’m sorry, but I’m not sure.”

• Healing •

You had seen your work nightmares. Things that have happened or never could, but things that scared you to your core. You never told Izuku what you saw, but you woke up one night screaming ‘Eri’.

Izuku took a month off hero work, only able to because of his friend. When news broke to them about what happened to you, everyone came to your side.

After a month you seemed alright, able to function as you use to. But you and Izuku always did patrols together now, there were no ‘lone’ shifts anymore. Which Izuku didn't mind, he got to spend more time with you and just be with you. Ensure you’re safe.

Nighttime was still a struggle, with instances of Izuku staying awake all night to rub his back. On these nights you slept through the whole night. When he holds you while you sleep as well it seems to help.

“I’m so sorry Izuku.”

“Hey- no everything’s okay.”

Izuku got you a weighted blanket and finding out the pressure seemed to help you too.

When you start going to therapy, Izumi is there for you every step of the way.

○ Katsuki Bakugo ○

People thought Bakugous nickname for you was interesting, Bee. People mostly thought of those cute little honey bees. The fluffy ones people take pictures of when they’re a mid-flower. But that’s not where the name came from,

“Ha!? They're not that quiet. Loudest thing around” ironic coming from him.

Bee is a firework, a loud one that twirls in random directions and lets out a high pitch noise. It grabs people's attention, just like you did his. Plus your quirk. One that allowed kick-up sparks when you ran, allowing you to twist your body in the air in a way most would find disturbing. But not Bakugou, man called you money when he first saw you. And on the news.

“Moving like a damn Monkey.”

You and Bakugou had an interesting relationship. Some would say your love language was aggression. But those people didn’t see you both out of the public eye. That was a different story.

• Injury •

It was just another villain attack, something you had both become desensitized to after your time in U.A. You both had already had your near-death experience before you even graduated. It made every day more sacred that you both were still alive.

Your body lay in a crater, an after-effect of a quirk that blasted you into the sky and casted you back down. Heavy needles had shot through your body, exiting and then being retracted. Ejecting you with something while leaving open gaps in your thighs. You were motionless, wheezing breaths as you felt your limbs become something similar to static. Poison. The villain had injected you with Poison. You likely had broken bones. Ribs. Maybe a skull? Had your quirk not allowing you to twist mid-air You’d be dead. You had to maneuver your spine and legs in a certain way to protect yourself from the fast-coming blow. Accumulating just enough friction to slow yourself down slightly. Your fingertips twitched as you gasped. “K-ka-kat-see” you could feel wetness trail down the sides of your face and drop off the shattered ground. Blood or tears, possibly both. Your shattered body wheezing at even the action.

“Sue-key” your upper teeth cut into your bottom lip as the weight behind your eyes grew. Black spots flitter in and out of your vision. The sky was so blue. So pretty. ‘Kat, be okay.’ You willed yourself to look down though at your body, barely catching the notice of twisted limbs before you were pulled back down by gravity.

When the villain you had been chasing found his way to Bakugou, he knew something went wrong.

“Where are they!?”

“In a ditch slowly dying. You’ll see them soon too!”

Fire, You could see the smoke in the distantanve. Feel the Earth shaking of explosions. If the ringing in your ears wasn't so bad, you could probably hear them.

“You’re going to fucking die!”

The rumble shook your body.

He’s broken. Loosing almost all self-control and restraint as his body propels him into the air. Howitzer Impact. A war-like battle cry rips through his throat. Every emotion he felt, anger and fear, came out in that one moment. Maybe if he were in the city, or with civilians, things would have been different.

Your body physically shook, the pain radiating through every cell. You let out a pained scream, shock fully wearing off.

Katsuki wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he found your mangled body. Maybe 5-8 minutes. He slid into the creator, running on wobbly limbs to your limp body. He lashed his arms out, ridding himself of his gauntlets as you slid to your side.

“Wake up! WAKE THE FUCK UP.”

• Infirmary •

“Suki, please just look at me.” Your shaking hand reached for his face, palm cuppings his cheek. Surgery had gone well. Healing quirks also came in use.

“You dumbass.” He grabbed your hand, bringing it to his lip. “You could’ve- I would have” you watched tears trail down his face. Your heart shattering.

“But I’m here Kitkat” you quietly whispered. Pulling at the childish nickname as a resort to try and comfort him.

“Damn straight you are Baby,” Kat spoke with his eyes closed.

• Recovery •

Bakugoi allows himself to hold onto you a bit tighter when he’s helping you with walking. Your legs had been pretty much shattered and if it wasn't for your quirk, you would have lost them both… likely your life.

Bakugou is taking the time off every chance he can get to help you with your physical therapy. Cast- Wheelchair to walker to cane.

He picks you up on days they hurt too much.

Putting you on his back one day while you two were shopping. Your light as air to him, so he’s effortlessly picking up.

Katsuki takes over your patrols for the coming months. Refusing to let you go back even after the wounds had healed

“Kit, I’m okay. Doctors said so”

“So what?”

“So I’m okay to go back to patrol.”

“No, I’ll tell you when you are ready, and you're not”

Doesn’t mean to come off rude and controlling, but it’s kinda how it happens. You know better tho, with the slight gloss in his red eyes.

“Kat-“ your voice is soft, “I can decide when I’m ready to go and I’m ready to go.”

Bakugou would just stare at you, the annoyed look on his face present as he walks up to you grabs your shirt collar, and tugs you towards him. His arms wrap around you as you stand in silence.

“‘M don’t wanna lose you, Bee.”

He talks into your hair since he can’t talk to you face-to-face when he’s being vulnerable

“Please stay home, just for a day or two more.”

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