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vampyrsm · 2 years

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'you come here often?' (4.1k) izuku midoriya x female reader

warnings: roleplaying, semi-public sex (bathroom sex at a club), alcohol, praise, fingering (f!receiving), mirror sex, unprotected sex, clothed sex, size difference/kink (i can't help it, i like my men big), creampie.

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You didn't do this often.

What with being so busy with work, and everything else. You didn't ever really find the time spare to spend a night to yourself, just letting your hair down and slipping into one of your shorter dresses. It was definitely a rare occasion but you weren't going to let it slip from between your fingers. Tonight was about you, and you were going to be on the prowl for something... fun.

How long had it been since you took someone home with you after a night out? Far too long. And tonight that changed, as you let the throb of the bass in your chest guide each and every one of your movements, head free and empty of any thoughts that involved work. It was a busy night tonight at the club you picked, many bodies pressed tight together, all moving together in unison to whatever song that pumped through the speakers.

And when you reopened your eyes, strobe lights flickered to create the illusion as if time had slowed down but you couldn't take your eyes off of the man who was leaning back against the bar, elbows propping himself up whilst his eyes seemed to track your own movements. He was massive, features hidden by the strobing bright lights until a rogue green strobe bounced across his face and you swore his eyes were glowing the most beautiful verdant green, like electricity.

But when the next flicker of white strobes went off, he was gone. Your eyebrow quirked as you gave a quick glance around to see if you could spot the giant of a man but somehow he had just vanished. A shame really, you had thought maybe you found your target for the night. A man big enough to throw you around as if it were no effort on his behalf, as well as one who most definitely would have you yearning for more the morning after.

The next song came and went, and all the whilst you let the mysterious man slip to the back of your mind to be forgotten about as you sipped on the cocktail you had been nursing for the last hour or so. Many bodies slipped past you, hands lingering on your hips for a fraction of a second before they vanished only for the process to repeat until hands that were engulfing your waist had you finally opening your eyes to see who had grown brave enough to lay their hands on you.

A head ducked down over your shoulder, a firm body pressed hard against your back and effortlessly moving along with your own movements. Naturally, your head fell back against his shoulder, the muscles flexing beneath the movement and his hair tickled against your cheek the further he leaned in closer to your ear. "You come here often?"

You snort at the comment, it's very cliche, something he must have heard on a romcom or something but the alcohol swimming through your blood has you grinning like a lovesick fool, eyes no doubt glazed over with a needy type of lust. "Not my usual scene, no," you turn your head enough to speak directly into his ear over the loud music, and finally you get a glance of the green hair that brushed against your face when he nodded along with your words before he turned again to speak.

"That makes two of us," his voice is smooth, caressing your brain with the way he speaks with so much confidence and the warmth of his breath fanning against the sweat on your neck isn't helping you wade through the swamp that is your mind. "Though I suppose like me, you're not here for the music."

You feel the way his lips curl into a smile against your ear at the sound of your laughter, his hands continue to roam along your hips and down to the hem of the short dress you were wearing. He was bold, you had to give him that. "Oh yeah? How could you tell?" you challenge, purposely rolling your hips back against his own and you couldn't miss the way he groaned under his breath directly into your ear, puffing out a hot breath that had your eyes fluttering in desire.

You hadn't even got a good look at the man who was fiddling with the ends of your dress and grinding the chub in his jeans up against your ass. And yet, you wanted nothing more than for him to take you home, to show you a good time just to forget everything that happened in the week.

"Saw the way you were watching me from across the room," a jolt of excitement sparks up your spine, prompting you to finally spin around in his arms which he allows surprisingly easy. His shoulders roll backwards when he stands back up to his full height, he had nearly a foot on you but he wasn't quite as imposing as you thought he might be.

Despite the fine structure of his face, the way his eyes were definitely flickering with a wisp of something electric and how the muscles in his arms would be enough to crush you if he got a hold of you—despite all of that, you felt no fear, no worry that maybe he was more trouble than he was worth. His smile was kind, features softer as he gazed down at you and he was stunning. The band of freckles across his face was hard to miss whilst he let the lights dance over his face.

Now facing him, you could feel just how hard he was against your stomach and yet it didn't show on his face that he was embarrassed or shy about it either. You grin finally at his words, his eyes dart down to your lips and he can't help but smile along with you, you're certain that must be his panty-dropping smile, it definitely has you squeezing your thighs together.

"You were definitely watching me first," you counter, and he shrugs with a look that says 'so what?', the boyish energy he's giving you is intoxicating.

"Maybe, couldn't help it with the way you were giving me a show."

"Oh, I was giving you a show?" you snicker, letting his hands pull you in tighter whilst his head ducks down into your space. Your eyes flutter at the closeness of his face, something sparks as familiar in your gut when you get a good close look at him but you can't quite put your finger on it—

"Yeah," he breathes, you hadn't even realised your lips were so close that you felt the word pass by his lips directly onto your own. His eyes bounced between your own, searching for something and he must've seen it when your hands curled into the side of his shirt, tugging on it as if you could move the mountain of a man. His lips pressed against your own, the fervour exploding between the two of you. He tasted of something bitterly alcoholic, not as sweet as the cocktail you had been drinking.

He also smelled intoxicatingly good, strong and musky but not so much so that it would have you choking on the smell. It was undeniably man, something that drew you in and had you itching to reach down and grab what was pressing painfully into your stomach. The sound of the music faded into nothing but a muffled background noise whilst your arm hooked around his neck, pulling him further down to your height as his lips moved against your own in tandem.

Your stomach flipped and dipped in excitement. Shamelessly you chased after his lips once he broke off first, a knowing smirk on his face each time he dipped his chin down to avoid your lips. It was teasing, playful and it had you playing easily into his hands. "Wanna get out of here?", you hadn't expected him to try it so early but you still were nodding along easily, glassy eyes watching how he smiled again before leaning down, laying a gentle kiss on your lips that seemed out of place given the moment.

He slipped a hand down to your own, large calloused fingers locking with your own before he turned to walk towards the exit but halted the second he felt you still not moving behind him. He turned, a confused look on his face as he watched the way you nervously chewed on your lip. "Gotta go the bathroom first," you say sheepishly, alcohol courage seeming to drain the second you spoke the words. But the man just nodded, effortlessly parting the way for the both of you as he guided you towards the long hallway that lead to the bathrooms.

Once free from the pulsing of the music and no longer squashed between sweaty bodies, you're both able to breathe for the first time that night and the tall man with green hair doesn't let your hand go until he's stood outside of the women's bathroom. Finally, he lets you go, watching you make haste into the bathroom, you spare a glance over your shoulder before the door closes. The off-white light of the bathroom light really helped you put a full picture of the man who was going to make or break your night, the butterflies swarmed tenfold when you caught the white of his teeth when he grinned at the way you were watching him.

Now with a clear head away from the strong musk of the mysterious man, you glance yourself over in the mirror and let the cool water from the sink run over your wrists to just try and ease off the erratic drum of your heart in your chest. The music was just a distant thump, but it felt like your head was still swimming. That man outside was heartbreakingly stunning, you had no doubt in your mind he must be a hero or something of the sort with the physique he had. That had you grinning to yourself in the mirror like some lunatic, eyes glittering at the fact a pro hero would look at you like that. Lady luck was definitely on your night tonight it seemed.

Not wanting to wait any longer you pulled open the door to see him still standing there, one foot propped up against the opposite wall whilst his arms were crossed over his chest and his head snapped to attention the second the door opened. But you couldn't find it in yourself to move forward, watching the way his eyes skimmed you up and down now that he could see you properly, how they lingered on your exposed thighs and slowly trailed up until they settled on your breasts. He was shameless, and yet you couldn't stop the way it made you feel—hot and fuzzy.

"Ready?" he said once he was in front of you, cutting you off from the outside world with just the broadness of his shoulders. You blinked up at him, trying to convey some sort of message to him, trying to tell him how badly you wanted him to fuck you.

And once again, luck was on your side as he grinned more wolfish than you had seen on his face before he's crowding you back into the bathroom, eyes darting to the open stalls to make sure no one else was in here with the two of you before he clicks the lock shut on the bathroom.

Now that you're in here alone, you're certain he can hear the pounding of your heart in your chest. He was impossibly big and so imposing, everything about him screamed strong and powerful. But nothing screamed at you to run when he had you pinned against the bathroom counter, marble painfully digging into your back as he loomed over you. The soft gaze in his eye was long gone and replaced with something deeper and darker, an indescribable lust that was primal.

His chest brushed against your own with every deep breath he pulled in, both of his hands now pressed against the counter on either side of you effectively making sure you had no escape. "You're so beautiful," he smirks at the way your eyelashes flutter at his sweet words, how you struggle to keep yourself up with the jelly in your legs. "Can't wait to ruin you."

You jolt at the force he kisses you, your back bending some more over the counter behind you until he bends down to hook both of his hands around the back of your thighs to hoist you up and onto the cool marble. All the whilst he bites and nips at your lips, begging you to let him into your mouth and you do without much of a fight. Your tongue meets his halfway in a smooth roll before he's pushing in further, stroking his tongue along your own and up over the roof of your mouth, flicking against the back of your teeth before he repeats the actions over and over. He's devouring you whole and you may just let him.

It was over far too soon for your liking, saliva coating your lips whilst his were smothered in a messy smear of lipgloss. His chest heaved, tongue darting out to taste the sweet strawberry that lingered there. You finally let your hands wander him for the first time that evening, stroking your fingers down along the expensive material of his shirt before you reached the hem of it. His eyes watched you with intense interest, to see your next move, to see if you were brave enough.

He fell into you easily when you tilted your head back, inviting him in for another long kiss. Once he was fully engrossed in sucking your tongue into his mouth did you let your hand wander beneath his shirt, you were definitely correct in thinking the man had to be a hero of some type. His stomach tensed at the warmth of your hand splaying out on his abs, feeling the multitude of ridges and dips, the long and deep scars that you're sure held some of the most exciting stories. You hope maybe you'd get another chance of hearing about them, but for now, you wanted what was lurking beneath his trousers.

The kiss stuttered when he had to take a gasping breath, eyes rolling to the back of his head when you ditched the effort to caress his stomach and went straight for groping his dick through his jeans, delicate fingers squeezing him as much as you could. "Careful, might end up fucking you right here." he groans through gritted teeth at the way you squeeze him again at the filth that spilt from his mouth.

"And what if I want that, Mr. Hero?" you smirked at the way he finally opened his eyes, a half-hearted glare meeting your teasing gaze.

"Izuku," he responds with and you furrow your brows together in confusion. "Call me Izuku, please."

"Okay, Izuku," he shudders visibly at the way you purr his name, hand working the fly and button of his jeans before you slip into the warmth of his boxers. "Gonna give me what I want?"

His chest heaves in shallow breaths, eyes drifting away from your own to see the hand buried in his boxers. You were stroking him so delicately, the tips of your nails barely scratching along the smooth velvet of his skin and along the throbbing vein, he was at breaking point and you seemed to notice that when you finally took him in your hand. It was still a tight squeeze but you still somehow managed to stroke him despite the restriction, your wrist rolling effortlessly as if you had done this a thousand times before.

"You asked for it," he groans before stepping back enough to cause your hand to slip free from his boxers and before you could complain, he's manhandling you off of the counter and bending you over it. You're forced to awkwardly hang over the sink, a hand pressed to the large mirror that covered the entirety of the wall and the other gripping the edge. "Wanted to take my time with you." he murmurs more to himself before there's warmth on the back of your thighs from both of his hands.

He shamelessly grabs and squeezes at your flesh, letting his hips roll against the roundness of your ass before his fingers slip upwards until your dress is bunched around your waist. The deep guttural groan has you clenching around nothing once he gets a good look at you, you had worn your favourite pair of lace panties tonight. They had no lines and well, they were sexy, and you were fully expecting to get laid.

"Oh, wow," he breathes, fingers grabbing at your ass to spread you wide for him and you feel yourself heating up at the compromising position, how he was letting his thumb brush up and down over the material between your ass cheeks before slipping down to press against your slit. "You definitely were hoping to get lucky tonight, huh?"

"Mhm," you reply, biting on your bottom lip, truly you wanted to give him a response back about how he was clearly the one looking for some tonight too with the way he was eyefucking you across the room before he had even approached you but you couldn't even think properly at this point. His fingers slipped under the lace at the top of your ass before he helped guide it down until they were loose around your ankles, caught on the intricate straps of your heels.

The tips of his fingers glide smoothly against your slit, dipping against your entrance teasingly before brushing back down to tap twice against your clit, each time causing you to jump. Izuku chuckles softly behind you, a little breathless as he gets lost in a smooth way his fingers stroke down along your cunt and back up again until he's slowly but surely pushing in two fingers at once. He figures time is definitely not on his side, considering the bathroom situation.

You moan at the stretch of just two fingers alone, unwillingly clenching around the digits in hopes of just holding them there deep inside of you. The fullness was intoxicating, and all your brain could supply was the possibility of what his cock must feel like. His wrist rolls smoothly, trained fingers angling slightly downwards against your walls whilst his thumb presses against your clit. The reaction was immediate, as he had hoped, your hips bucking back into his hips and forcing his fingers to rub delicately over the spongy spot deep inside of you.

"Izuku," you moan when he crooks his fingers again, tilting his head to watch your facial expressions in the mirror when he repeatedly taps his fingers against the spot that has your stomach twitching and thighs tensing up. "P-Please, shit, just fuck me already."

You miss the grin on Izuku's face as he watches your eyes flutter closed when he speeds up the movement of his fingers inside of you, your moans growing higher in pitch until you were completely silent except for panting breaths, lips parted in a pretty 'o'. Then suddenly his fingers are gone, you're violently jerked away from the orgasm he had nearly ripped from you and you try to glare at him through the mirror to which he just shrugs.

"You did ask for it," and his eyebrows raise when you ready yourself to speak back, to snip at the man who was playing with your orgasm for enjoyment before he's thrusting his cock into you in one fluid motion. You gasp before it rolls into a long moan, your hand tightens the grip it has on the marble counter whilst the other helps with pushing you back against Izuku to try and somehow take all of him inside of you deeper.

Izuku keeps his hands on your waist, fingers clutching at the fabric of your dress whilst his chin is dipped to his chest watching intently at the way he disappears into your slick cunt. "Shit," he groans finally, huffing out a breath he hadn't seemed to notice he was holding once his hips are flush with your ass. His hands move downwards, thumbs hooking either side of your ass to pull you apart for him, to see the way you clench around him fruitlessly to pull him in further. You were perfection, "Such a perfect pussy."

His thrusts are fluid after that, a practised movement that has both of your minds going blank. Just filled with the devotion to fuck one another into oblivion, to help each other reach their own slice of heaven. You finally look up into the mirror, just to see Izuku was already looking directly at you through the mirror and his eyebrows twitch, gaze hardening the longer he holds eye contact with you. His thrusts grow harsher, the slapping sound almost violent and the wet squelch of your cunt gushing around his cock is disgusting, downright filthy. Yet neither of you can think of that, not with the tension building between the two of you.

Izuku dips down slightly, a large meaty hand grabbing one of your thighs to bring up your leg to prop it against the counter and you have to remove your hand from the mirror to cover your mouth to smother the scream that wanted to escape. The angle was made to hit against your g-spot, to have your vision darkening around the edges and your mind a fuzzy blanket that shrouded you in a hazy warmth. "Cum for me angel," the pet name rolls off his tongue far too easily, and neither of you are able to unpack what that could mean whilst he fucks into you, fingers now swirling against your puffy clit that brings upon your rapture.

You squeal into your hand, sucking in a deep breath through your nose and your eyes roll back. The orgasm is a violent one, hitting you like a wave would against rocks, it has your walls squeezing and twitching around his cock trying to milk him for all he's worth whilst legs tremble, hips bucking up to try and get away from the hand that wouldn't give up on playing with your clit. "Good girl, you did so well for me."

"Gonna fill this pussy now, yeah? Gonna let me fuck you full of my cum?" he's rambling now, babbling on about how you'd look so good with his cum leaking from your sloppy pussy, you can't help but clench around him, Izuku's voice tapering off into a low groan and his hips thrusting a little more aggressively causing the edge of the counter to press harshly into your thighs, the angle is still just as head spinning now that he's fucking into you with the purpose to make himself cum.

And he does finally cum, the whine from his throat doesn't match the large frame that nearly curls over you from the force of his orgasm. His cock twitches ruthlessly against your walls, and each rope of cum feels thick and hot, coating you from the inside until you can feel it being pushed forcibly from around his cock and down along your thigh.

The air is quiet for a moment, just the intense breathing from the both of you before Izuku is the first to break the silence with a delicate kiss on your shoulder, then your neck. "I didn't go too far did I, angel?" his voice was different from the way he had spoken to you all evening, no longer a stranger but rather your boyfriend of four years.

You smile at him through the mirror, his eyes that gooey type that tells you he's spent. "No baby, you did good," he lays another kiss to your shoulder before he's pushing off of you and leaving you empty whilst he goes and grabs the toilet paper to clean up the mess between your thighs.

"Though you did nearly break character," you smirk at the wide-eyed look he gives you.

"I did? I didn't even notice."

You hum, nodding a little whilst shimmying your panties back up and turning to look up at Izuku with a dopey smile. "Yeah, called me angel when you wanted me to cum," and he somehow manages to blush, intensifying the freckles dotting his face and you can't help but laugh. The man was a big softie deep down.

"C'mon, let's go before someone breaks down the door or something." you pat his chest gently, turning towards the door and he's hot on your tail with a kiss to your head when you stop to check if the coast was clear.

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dumbkiri · 7 months

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her muse pt. 1

being childhood friends doesn't matter to katsuki if one is quirkless and the other is stronger than him. he's going to be better than them no matter what. [name] can't take anymore of katsuki's bs and defends Izuku by challenging the hot head to a fight.

midoriya izuku x fem!reader

“Hey, Izu.”

Midoriya turned around and saw a girl with [h.color] hair and rainbow colored eyes looking at him. She was sitting in the cool stream of water with the small fish swimming past her. Her lower body was completely submerged and she was unbothered by the creatures near her.

“Why do you still follow Katsuki?” It was an innocent question she asked out of concern for her other friend. Her hands skimmed the top of the stream and the water collected in a sphere when she flipped her hand over. Her rainbow colored eyes flickered with curiosity as two tiny fish swam in quick loops in the ball of water floating in her hand.

“What do you mean, [Name]?” Midoriya asked and walked up to her to look at the sphere with admiration. He kneeled down in the stream looking from the fish to the girl. His green eyes shining with fun, “You’re quirk is so cool! You said it was mixed between your parents?”

[Name] nodded her head and she plucked the fish from the water sphere and put them back in the stream where they belonged. “Papa can control the elements and mama…well she can sing. Anyways, don’t change the subject!”

The girl splashed Midoriya in the face with the small water ball and he laughed with joy. He wiped his face and smiled at her, “I follow the both of you because I want to be just like you guys! I’m waiting patiently for my quirk! I’m sure that it’ll come in!”

[Name] stood up and Midoriya repeated her action. They stepped out of the stream and a whirl of wind came towards them drying their clothes off naturally. They both giggled as the wind tickled them and it lifted them off the floor just a few inches.

“Oh Izuku, I can’t wait for you to get your quirk!” [Name] flipped in the air while Midoriya flapped his arms with a giant smile on his face. “We’ll have so much fun and-”

“Hey! What are you guys doing?” A loud voice asked, interrupting the happy scene with his holler. [Name] and Midoriya looked over and saw their friend, Bakugo Katsuki, looking up at them with a flicker of jealousy in his red eyes.

[Name] set herself and Midoriya down on the ground and she waved at the blonde boy, “Hey, Katsuki! We ended up playing in the stream together!” The girl giggled and took a small leaf out of Midoriya’s green fluffy hair.

“So I used my quirk to dry us off!” She finished saying and tossed the leaf away. It swirled down and rested on the dirt floor alone.

Bakugo didn’t seem interested anymore and turned away saying, “ Anyways, come on! We got things to do!”

……

[Name] quietly stared out the window, barely listening to a thing her teacher was talking about. She watched as two birds were dancing in the sky together and she unconsciously looked to her right to gaze at Izuku.

He was diligently writing in his hero journal as usual. She could only smile at that.

“Hey teach, don't lump me in with these buncha’ losers.”

[Name] looked forward and saw the laid back position Katsuki was in. She rolled her eyes as he said, “I’m the real deal. These guys would be lucky enough to be a sidekick for a d-list hero.” An outroar erupted in the classroom as they all shouted at Bakugo for his remark.

Their teacher analyzed the paper and said, “You do have impressive test results, but [L.Name] is the one that tops you. She has a higher chance of getting into U.A than you do.” [Name] grimaced and ignored everyone that admired her for being so humble. She had to give her thanks to her teacher for calling her out like that.

“Uh, I believe anyone can get into U.A with the right mindset. They don’t look for students with particularly strong quirks.” [Name] said quietly and the class agreed with her in hopes that they could get in. But some disagreed saying that the acceptance rate of U.A was exceptionally low.

“Which is why that school is worthy of me.”

Katsuki jumped on his desk and declared to the whole class, “[Name] may have a strong quirk, but I top her attitude in terms of confidence. I aced all my mock tests and she failed two. I’m the only one at this school who stands a chance at getting in!”

Katsuki went on for a bit and the teacher got him off his high horse, calling out to another student, “Oh yeah, Midoriya, don’t you wanna go to U.A too?”

Silence consumed the entire classroom before it burst out laughing. They all mocked Midoriya for being quirkless and he stood up for himself which [Name] was proud of him. He didn’t have a lot of confidence just like her, but that was because of a certain ash-blonde kid.

Katsuki roared out and used his quirk on Izuku’s desk to blast him away from it. Midoriya slid backwards and looked up at Katsuki to hear him say rude things. “Listen up, Deku. You’re even worse than these damn rejects, you quirkless wannabe!”

[Name] stood up from her desk and took her coat off to roll up her sleeves of her white button up.

“You really think they’d let someone like you in when they could have me?”

“You got it all wrong! I’m not trying to compete against you!”

The nervous waver in Izuku’s voice pushed her to protect him. “Some kind of hero you’d be, Katsuki.” [Name] harshly said and everyone looked at the girl with fire in her eyes. She stood in front of Izuku as he backed up into the wall and hit his head. “Do you think All Might bullies the weak? You said you were going to be more popular than him, but you can’t even get along with the people around you.”

Katsuki tilted his head and glared at her, “You know you can’t always jump in for this loser. He can’t hang with the best of the best, he’d die in the exams!” His hands crackled from his performance of his quirk, yet [Name] didn’t step down.

“We have known Izuku for a long time, it’s been his dream to become a hero. Quirk or no quirk, I trust Izuku to be more of a hero than you could ever be. Now back off.”

Katsuki scoffed and turned his back to her. The class had settled down with the complete dominance [Name] demanded. She knew Katsuki wasn’t done with Izuku, but she was here to protect him this time. [Name] turned around and gave Izuku a hand out to help him up. He took it and quietly said, “Thank you for that.”

[Name] saw the blush on his face and she averted her eyes quickly releasing his hand when he stood up. With an awkward cough, she said, “It’s no problem, Izu.” Then she returned to her desk putting the black coat over her button up shirt.

……

“Hey, [Name], what you said back in class,” A girl with small horns on her head walked beside her classmate and spoke up, “do you really think any one of us could get into U.A?”

[Name] stopped walking and looked at her shorter classmate, “Well yeah, like I said, I don’t think U.A looks for strong quirk users. Most heroes benefit off on one another and-”

Fwoop!

A notebook flopped on [Name]’s head and she pulled it off her hair with her rainbow colored eyes settling into a glare. This was Izuku’s hero journal, but it was burnt to a crisp. This was the work of that good for nothing Katsuki. “Kaya, I’ll be right back.” [Name] politely told her classmate before flying into the sky near her classroom window to hear Katsuki’s cruel words.

“Just pray that you’ll be born with a quirk in your next life. Then take a swan dive off the roof of a building.”

She didn’t know what Izuku did, but the threat from Katsuki made her blood boil. [Name] flew into the classroom with the journal in her tight grasp. “Yeah, something is wrong,” She set the notebook on Izuku’s desk and approached Katsuki.

“I want to settle this stupid debate in the class. You and I, one versus one. If I win, you stop bullying Izuku and leave him alone.”

“Yeah and if I win, what do I get?” Katsuki asked with a cocky smirk on his face.

[Name] rolled her eyes and set her hands on her hips, “Whatever you want, who cares? I’m going to win anyway.” She was full of attitude and anger, it was laughable to Katsuki.

“Fine, follow us and we’ll settle it there.”

[Name] turned around and gave Izuku a reassuring thumbs up with a determined expression, “Stay here, Izuku. I’m going to stop this today. I’ll text you when it’s over.”

That text never came and Izuku watched in horror seeing his childhood friends being harassed by the same villain that bothered him earlier that day.

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animeniac-writings · 1 year

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The first time Midoriya sees you (or anyone, let's be real.) in any piece of his merch, his instant reaction will be tears. The water works that broke cement and he will be filled with so much emotional that he is inconsolable and definitely scares a few people.

But look! merch! of him! hero merch! because he's a hero! his dream since childhood to be a hero, that was outright crushed time and time again, beaten down enough that he finally accepted that he would never get the chance to even try to be a hero, and now there's people, from the ones he loves most to people who don't even know him past a fleeting glance or image on a screen, who purposely buy merch of him and proudly wear it because he's a hero.

#Midoriya Izuku x reader #Midoriya Izuku imagine #bnha x reader #bnha imagine #my stuff

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denkithunder · 2 years

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Quirkless!AU : Jobs I Think They’d Have

characters: Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki

word count: 393 total

Midoriya Izuku: Kindergarten Teacher

Izuku’s good with kids, he’s kind and patient. He takes his time when teaching them, slowing down when he sees a kid that’s struggling to keep up but is too embarrassed to say anything. Izuku stays late after school, his doors open for kids who need extra help or just don’t want to go home yet. He’s the teacher that has snacks and water, he has notebooks, pens and pencils. He has everything he thinks a kid would need, everything he needed when he was a kid of a single mom.

Todoroki Shouto: Bartender/Lead Singer

When asked why he wanted to be a bartender, Shouto would only have one answer. “To piss off my dad.” His father hated the fact that Shouto refused to pursue acting follow in his footsteps, but he hated even more when he followed in Rei’s footsteps.(thanks to Mina, who never stopped insisting that he joined her high school band since the first time she heard him sing at the bar) At first, Shouto refused to ever do anything to put him in the spotlight. He hated the idea that anything he did in life would be credited to his father. But when he realized that Enji hated the idea of him becoming a musician because it would be credited to his mother? He was all for it.

Bakugou Katsuki: Personal Trainer/Drummer

He was always expected to go into the fashion industry, just like his parents, but he never wanted that. He always wanted to become a professional athlete, looking up to professional basketball player, Toshinori Yagi. He started throwing basketballs before he could even walk so it was no surprise to his parents when he looked them straight in the eye and told them “I’m gonna be the best basketball player ever!” What was a surprise to them, was when they came home one day from visiting Izuku in the hospital and threw away everything related to any sport. Ever since that day, Katsuki devoted his free time into learning what it took to be a personal trainer because that's what he was going to do with his life. And that's what he did, which is where he met Kirishima early in both of their careers. They easily (read: forcefully) became close friends and Katsuki was later introduced to Mina, who convinced him (read: annoyed him into) to become a 'temporary' drummer for her band.

note: i had to restart all of these bc i put too much detail that made them too sad lmao but please let me know about your thoughts and opinions and if i should continue with other characters

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keyz-writes · 2 years

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☆: How they comfort you (Pt. 1)

Featuring: Mha/Bnha Characters!

« Midoriya Izuku

- You were confident of being helpful as you can but lately, you were feeling like a burden to your fellow classmates and it just made you overthink of being useless as well as them hating you for doing nothing and letting them do all the work. You were feeling like hell after crying your eyes out at yesterday night, what if some green haired male noticed this odd behavior of yours? What will he do?

Side Note: Don't forget to read the note at the end of this headcannon, Thank you and Enjoy!

Midoriya Izuku

While he walked down to the common room and was on his way to do his kitchen duty, when at the corner of his eye he saw movement which made him look quickly in the direction just to see you. He noticed you look at him in which he sighed in relief. He was glad it was only you and not a robber or some sort.

He decided to give you a mouthed 'good morning' and waved in your direction but you.... just turned around?! Did he just got ignored?? Now that he was more fully awake, He noticed the little eye bags you had were a little darker and your eyes being red and puffy. Did you cry to sleep or something?

He couldn't help but feel the need to know what you were feeling. He was worried after all, You wouldn't even want to talk about his hero notes like you always do together! Maybe he'll just try to talk to you after school.

He couldn't stay focused like he used to the whole day, your worn out look makes the others worry, some asked if you were feeling alright but you just shrugged their worries off saying 'It's nothing' and all that.

After class ended, You didn't even wait for him and left before anyone else could so he didn't get to confront you, he decided he'll just do it at the dorms.

When he arrived at the dorms, He immediately went to his room and fixed himself up as well as bought a few small snacks that could fit in his pockets and left to go to your room. When he stood in front of your door, He knocked first before calling out to you

"(Name)? Are you there?"

He was answered by silence and not a few seconds later he heard quiet shuffling then a muffled sound

"I'm fine Izuku, You can leave now.."

"Please let me in (Name) I'm worried about you, you know?"

"I can take care of this by myself"

"Not with your red puffy eyes and those much darker eyebags you have"

"..."

No one spoke, not until he heard a small thud and a 'click!' and the door opened a little, It was you and your large comfy blanket draped over you while you looked at him with your eyes that sparkle and he would stare at it whenever you ramble in front of him.

When he got in, Your room was a total mess with crumbled napkins laid on the floor as well as empty chip bags and sodas and a bunch of your clothes and some pillows

He sighed at your room as he looked around, When his eyes landed on your curled up form that was on top of your bed, he decided to walk towards you.

When he finally sat down beside you, He could feel the sadness you were radiating and waited a few seconds before asking you in a soft tone.

"Do you wanna tell me what got you like this?"

"I don't wanna burden you with my idiotic thinking Izuku.."

"It's not idiotic if it makes you overthink a lot"

"It's not a big deal"

"It is if it makes you look like this"

"Stop that already"

Midoriya just sighed while you glared at the male, He was clearly helping you but you couldn't think straight (same-)

"(Name) just please tell me what's going on"

You stayed silent for a moment before replying

"I feel like I'm a burden to you all"

"(Name)-"

"Let me finish first Izuku.."

The said male nodded and waited for you to continue which you did

"I think I haven't been doing a lot of things lately and it just makes me anxious that I'm lazing around and letting you all do all the work, It makes me think that you'll leave me because I'm useless. I don't wanna be alone Izuku, I'm scared of being alone, Of being left alone..-

I don't wanna make you guys hate me, Especially you Izuku, You're someone I consider as someone close and if you ever leave me I don't know what I'll do anymore...

I'll do my best I promise, So please don't leave me-"

You were cut off by two mildly muscular arms surrounding your figure and you felt Midoriya's nose bury by the side of your neck which made you shiver a bit before he spoke under his breath

"Let it out (Name) I'll be here near you"

You didn't notice the tears that were trickling down your cheeks and before you knew it, you sobbed and let all your pent up sadness in the comfort of Midoriya's arms.

Midoriya's memories were a blur after your whole crying session, he didn't even know how he got you sleeping on top of him, don't you both have class together? Oh no! Were you both late?! Midoriya was full blown panicking while you slept snuggly on top of him when he heard a small voice outside your door

"Don't go knocking on (Last Name)'s door, Let them rest for today"

A gruff voice that belonged to Shota Aizawa, Both of your homeroom teacher said

Midoriya mentally thanked Aizawa and felt you move a little, he gazed at your peaceful form, you were so cute sleeping like that.

He remembers you telling him when you both first cuddled and laid you on top of him you started getting insecure, you were worried if you were crushing him because of your weight which actually never did trouble him, why were you insecure? He thinks it feels nice having something on top of you because it lets him know that you are breathing and alive and beside him at the moment. He loves this, Would he experience this more often if he decided to confess? Would you return his feelings?

Midoriya blushed a bit from his thoughts. That was a problem for his future self.

Although, at the moment he doesn't want to let these things with you end so he'll just take time and enjoy it for now.

« Todoroki Shoto (Pt. 2 coming soon!)

Note: HELLO PEOPLEEE, I MISSED WRITING OMG JSJWJXBSJ IT FEELS SO LONG HOW ARE YOU ALL T>T I HOPE UR TAKING CARE OF YOURSELVES<33 Anyways! If you have any suggestions or requests for the next part which is Todoroki you can dm me abt it!! That's all I'm super hype to be back hehe :pp I apologize for any grammatical errors that you might see :')

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beybuniki · 2 months

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band-aid ^-^

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

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eggsdrawings · 5 months

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movie trio 🍿🎬

#bnha #mha #izuku midoriya #shouto todoroki #katsuki bakugou #origin trio #todobakudeku #? i suppose #an attempt at me drawing chibis. i still dont know how to do that very well #i imagine they are watchin RoboDestruction 2 or Pretty Unicorn Rainbow. you can decide on which one and who chose it #eggsdrawings

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tired-teacher-blog · 3 months

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Husband Izuku who still gets misty eyed whenever he revisits your wedding photo album because he just cannot believe that you're actually his.

Husband Izuku who secretly dreamt of a life together with you ever since your first date, but he would never admit to it.

Husband Izuku who has your bright smiley face as his phone wallpaper and takes every opportunity presented to show you off to whoever is unfortunate enough to be subjected to him twittering on for hours at times about his beautiful wife, you.

Husband Izuku who showers you with gifts, with or without an occasion, and who anticipates your reaction eagerly with a goofy smile and a glint in his eye.

Husband Izuku who never fails to mention you during interviews, mouthing a shy greeting and a quiet "I love you" your way because he knows you'd be watching.

Husband Izuku who often cooks for you despite him being terrible at it, but he's stubborn and determined to learn from his mistakes because his goal is to prepare something worthy of your taste, and you love him for even trying.

Husband Izuku who dreams of having kids with you but never pushes the subject because he respects your body, and knows that you're the only one who can decide if and when to do it.

Husband Izuku who is mostly careful with your body, so sweet and attentive with his gentle touches and soft kisses as he covers every speck of you while moving slowly and deeply into your heat.

Husband Izuku who -despite his innocent demeanor- can actually sometimes be a beast during your intimate times together, pounding you into the mattress or any flat surface he can get you on, and watching as your eyes roll back and mouth falls open when you start fluttering around him as shockwaves of pleasure ripple through you.

Husband Izuku who obviously loves filling you up with his pearly seeds everytime he's allowed, and fantasizes about the day he'll finally get you pregnant.

Husband Izuku who almost chokes up when you place his hand on your belly and murmur into his ear that he is to be a father.

Husband Izuku who effortlessly memorizes every pregnancy book written, and you find it astounding that he knows about the subject more than you do.

Husband Izuku who accompanies you to every single doctor's appointment even if he has loads of work stacked up and waiting, he just gets someone to fill in for him so he wouldn't miss being with you during your checkups.

Husband Izuku who spoils you with massages because he's confident in his skills to alleviate your sore muscles and just about any discomfort you might have.

Husband Izuku who relishes watching your belly grow gradually and adores the extra weight you've put on, he simply cannot take his eyes off of you and is mesmerized by your glow.

Husband Izuku who loves kissing your baby bump and talking nerdily to your unborn child about anything and everything, until he falls asleep with his head on your lap and his hand resting on your tummy.

Husband Izuku who stands by you in the delivery room, holding your hand and encouraging you with loving words all the way through the process.

Husband Izuku who is unable to stop the stream of tears rolling down his cheeks when holding your baby for the first time.

Husband Izuku who kisses you deeply and thanks you for the greatest gift he has ever gotten, calling you his hero for being so strong and brave until the end.

Husband Izuku whose phone gallery is now filled with pictures and videos of you and the baby, drawing strength from seeing your faces whenever things get inevitably tough for the pro hero.

Husband Izuku who watches over your little family like a hawk, and whose life mission is to give you the happiness you deserve in return for what you've given him.

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sixosix · 2 years

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yeah but izuku is the type to garble out a “nghhrkrk?!???” when you ask him out, but then he will always be the first one to initiate hand-holding, dates, kissing—and he’ll do it with no shame. because if you asked him out it means you actually like him and he likes you well enough that it overpowers his meekness.

he feels very good knowing he’s not the only one who melts into a puddle in this relationship, okay? he likes seeing it on you.

this means: him reaching for your hand when walking to class and grinning while doing so, him kissing your knuckles absentmindedly while he’s studying (even with the entire class gaping at him), and him just tugging you to him to steal a kiss at the most random times, your chin tucked in his hand and everything.

he still gets a little nervous. he still turns bright red when you get close to him. but the more time passes the more his confidence Grows, so enjoy his shyness while you can. because he’ll be a force to be reckoned with of a boyfriend soon.

#mmmm i love izuku so much #its 9pm and i whipped this out under 10 mins #606:BNHA #midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya izuku scenarios #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya imagine #deku x reader #x reader #midoriya izuku imagine

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vampyrsm · 2 years

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'voice of an angel' (2.1k) izuku midoriya x female reader

warnings: auralism (sexually aroused by sound), phone sex, mutual masturbation, praise, established relationship, pet names angel & baby used

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist'

Long distance was hard.

Izuku knew that, and yet every time he was sent away for the month-long missions he felt his heart break a little bit when he saw your saddened expression when you waved him off at the airport. It wasn't the fear of never coming home that had both of you upset, but rather the unbreakable bond the two of you had formed over the years spent together.

Yet, he still couldn't get enough of you and he wasn't going to let the 2,000 miles difference get in the way of that.

Izuku knew it wouldn't be much later for you than it was for him, he was only in Hong Kong for a mission, hardly two thousand miles and just an hour difference but still he felt a little bad when he was laid out on his bed in his fancy hotel room, arm tucked behind his head to hold his phone between a large bicep and his ear whilst he waited for you to pick up.

"'Zuku?" you asked, and his stomach tightened a little at the tired tone you had, you must've just gotten to asleep and here he was waking you up with less than pure intentions.

"Hi angel, sorry did I wake you?" he bit the fat of his bottom lip when you yawned and groaned stretching out your body, his eyes almost rolling to the back of his head. It had only been two weeks but that was far too long for the number two hero.

He heard a shuffle of blankets, and then a huff. "Yeah, but it's okay, you know I always wanna talk to you 'zuku." and doesn't he know that's the truth. Every time he goes away on a mission, you are always quick to answer the call no matter the time difference and he loves you a little bit more if that were even possible every time you tell him that.

"How'd your day go? You had that big meeting, didn't you?" Izuku asks, shifting a little on the bed as his empty hand trailed across his exposed chest, and down along his stomach. All he can imagine is you doing it for him, you always had such a soft touch with your pretty acrylic nails and shy smile when he shivered as you passed over his nipples.

He can hear you talking in his ear about your day, about your meeting and how your boss is still a bit mean to you and he does know he should be listening. But his hand is wandering by itself, lower and lower until it brushes against his hardening cock beneath his boxers. Just the sound of your voice alone was enough to get him all worked up, the softness of your voice caressing his ear through the speaker of his phone.

"Izuku?" you ask finally, and he has to stop his hand from slipping under the waistband of his boxers for a moment. "Still there?"

"Mhm, of course, angel, just love listenin' to you." you hum in response to that, he can hear a rustle of something again that sounds faintly like the blanket being kicked off of your body and then the click of a light. It's quiet for a few more moments, just the sound of your gentle breathing on the other end of the phone, it wasn't awkward just the act of knowing the other is there on the other side was comforting enough.

Izuku can't stop his hand as it encircles the base of his cock, having pushed down his boxers at some point whilst you were talking about your day. It's aching, weeping from the tip with wasted precum that just yearns to be licked off by your delicate tongue. You always were so good with making sure nothing was wasted, always making sure that every inch of his cock was either covered in your spit or your arousal when you spread yourself wide for him to fuck you into oblivion.

"Miss you," you murmur, and the admission has his cock twitching. Fuck does he miss you too. It hadn't even been all that long considering but it feels like an eternity since he had been buried between your legs.

"Yeah?" it comes out breathier than he'd like, and you go quiet on the other end of the phone at the tone in his voice. "Miss you so much too baby, can't wait to come back home." The grip on himself tightened when you whined, it wasn't even remotely sexual—you were upset about the distance between the two of you—yet Izuku couldn't stop the way his hips bucked up into his own fist, head dropping back onto the fluffed up pillows as it took every muscle in his body to stop himself from openly moaning down the phone to you.

"I'm still not used to sleeping alone," you start, "not the same without you holding me to sleep every night." and he agrees, wholeheartedly. His mind skips over the fact sleeping with you every night brings him a sense of peace but rather it supplies him with every single time he's snuggled up close to your back, thick arms looped around you and your ass sitting so perfectly against his hips has him rolling his eyes back, chewing on his bottom lip once again.

And just when he thinks he might be getting away with the fact he's jerking off to the sound of your voice, "Miss when you'd fuck me to help me fall asleep." Shit. You caught onto him, and his cheeks heat immediately but his hand doesn't falter in the up and down motion he's started.

"Especially when you'd come home late at night, and you'd just slide my panties to the side..." he hears the sigh, a sigh of longing but he can hear the telltale signs of your arousal spiking just as much as his. Izuku finally does groan, letting your words wash over him whilst his thumb strokes over the head of his cock.

"Fuck, angel, I need you so bad." he near enough whines, the hitch of your breath on the other end of the line almost lost in the midst of it. “I need you more than anything in the world. Feels like forever since I’ve been buried between those beautiful thighs.” he’s rambling but he doesn’t care, doesn’t want to stop if he can keep hearing the way you try to keep your moans quiet—to try and hide the fact he’s still got such a hold over you despite the thousands of miles between you.

Izuku sits up, leaning his back against the headboard whilst he puckers his lips, letting the spit dribble between beautifully plump lips until it hits the head of his cock. And he moans, the drastic difference between the heat of his cock and the coolness of his spit reminding him of how you’d always spit on his cock before blowing against it, the cold always made his toes curl.

“‘Zuku, oh fuck,” you moan and then he hears it. It’s faint but he can hear something wet, the sound of your fingers gliding back and forth against your clit and this time his toes do curl for real, head thumping back against the headboard. But he knows you can do better than just the little fingers of yours, he didn’t help you stock an impressive collection of toys for no reason.

“Baby, do me a favour and get your favourite toy for me,” his tone shifts from that whining, needy one and instead into the tone that meant you had no room to argue, to tell him you didn’t need a toy to be satisfied. So you obey, he listens to the drawer slide open and then closed once you grab a box. It’s quiet for a few more moments, just the wet slow stroking noise of his cock before he hears a low buzzing sound. “The vibrator?”

You hum your affirmative, “Good girl, put me on speaker and then down between your legs.” An odd request but too far gone in the mindset of getting to hear your boyfriend cum to just noises alone has you dropping your phone onto the bed between your legs after hitting the speaker button. “Use those fingers to stretch yourself out first beautiful, want you ready for my cock.”

His fist immediately speeds up when he hears your fingers between your thighs, spreading yourself open before dipping two fingers inside. You moan, long and quiet, he knows he should tell you to stop holding back your noises but he’ll get around to making you scream for him sooner rather than later. The wet squelching sound is loud against his ear, his panting breaths just as loud on the other end and the low groan when he squeezes a little tighter around the base of his cock to try and hold himself back longer.

“Please,” you whine and he bites hard on his bottom lip. He can just imagine the look you’re giving him, big doe eyes with a pouty lip, begging him to fuck you until you don’t even know your own name. Just his. “Izuku, please.”

“Please what angel? Hm? Thought I taught you better than that.” he taunts, even though he knows he should just give you what you want, hardly holding onto whatever sanity he has left before he lets himself slip into the grasping hands of his impending orgasm.

“Need more,” you moan, “Need you inside me ‘zuku.” He can fucking hear the pout in your voice, his hips bucking up against his hand and he has to restrain himself from stroking himself to completion.

He rewards your admission with a groan, one that has goosebumps erupting along your skin and a shiver dancing down your spine. “Fuuuck, such a good girl.” Izuku all but moans, giving into the need to move his hand once again. “Go ahead baby, fuck yourself for me.” and he listens to the sound of your fingers slipping out of your wet heat, it’s obscenely loud but he knows he’s heard it louder—usually when he’s been in between your legs for hours, eating you out for his pleasure, not yours.

Izuku can hear the buzz of the vibrator again, sucking in a harsh breath and pressing his ear impossibly closer to the phone speaker to listen to the sound of it being pushed into your pussy, the sound of your loud moan when the vibrations immediately make your legs quiver and your walls tighten around the dildo you’re slowly but surely pushing in until you can’t anymore. “So good for me, taking it so well baby.” he grins when you moan louder than you would’ve liked to over the phone, he’s always had a knack for making you a mess with the way he speaks to you.

No one ever suspects the big gentle giant Izuku Midoriya to be so filthy with his mouth.

It’s not long until he can hear the slick wet sound of you thrusting the toy in and out, even hears the blankets crinkling under your feet when your toes curl. “Oh baby,” you moan, finally finding your tongue despite the lust clouding your mind. “Feels so good, ‘m not gonna last like this.”

“Yeah? Gonna cum all over my cock like the good girl you are?” his hand gripping a little tighter, biceps tensing and his stomach tightening when you whine, despite the vibrator being buried deep inside of you he can hear how fast it is, how it’s practically shaking your entire lower half. “Yeah you are, c’mon baby. Give it to me,” he grunts, voice dipping low as he grows closer himself.

Your moan grows louder and louder, he thinks he can hear your fingers also gliding over the slick wetness of your clit before you catapult yourself off of the edge and directly into your orgasm. You moan his name so beautifully, he imagines it’s a sound that must be close to what angels sound like. He can’t stop himself now, fully giving into the slice of heaven you had gifted him with your voice alone and letting his stomach tighten, toes curling before his hips buck up aggressively.

Thick white ropes of cum hit his chest, dipping between the dips of his abdominal muscles and dripping along scarred thick fingers that can’t stop from slowly stroking up and down, squeezing the tip to get everything he possibly can from his throbbing cock. “Fuck me, angel, I love you so much.” he breathes, his body finally relaxing despite the sticky mess that’s slowly starting to grow cold on his body.

He smiles when you laugh gently, all airy and light like a fairy. “Love you too ‘zuku,” and he lets his eyes close for a moment, just to bask in the post-orgasmic state between the two of you. He thinks he can last the next two weeks until he can head back home to you, to show you just how much he’s really missed you.

“But if you call me again at 3am just to jerk off, I will hang up.”

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist'

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dumbkiri · 7 months

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her muse pt. 2

talk about a crappy day. [name] doesn't get her fight with katsuki. instead the two are sucked up by a sludge villain wanting to claim their quirks. after all that, [name] has an encounter with someone she hates.

midoriya izuku x fem!reader

bakugo katsuki x fem!reader

a/n: this isn't a thought out story. I wrote this all on a whim, so critique it with a grain of salt lmaoooo also I don't have any idea who really should be a love interest. midoriya was first pick, but like uraraka lmaooooo so ima add some bakugo moments.

That text never came and Izuku watched in horror seeing his childhood friends being harassed by the same villain that bothered him.

It had happened all too fast for the strongest students at Aldera Middle School to react to an attack. Their cocky and angry attitudes toward each other morphed into one of surprise.

“You two, get out of here!” [Name] pushed Katsuki’s so-called followers out of the way. In turn, she was swept up by the sludge monster and it laughed at her heroic action.

“You saved them for no reason!” It’s laughter was filled with no concern for her or Katsuki. Her rainbow colored eyes made contact with Bakugo just in time to see each other being harassed.

“Kat…suki!” [Name] groaned in a miserable tone as she moved her head about using her wind quirk to push the tentacle trying to worm its way into her mouth. “Blow this bastard up!” Her arms were pinned down to her sides, but that didn’t really limit her quirk usage.

To this, Katsuki lit his hands up and it caused the villain to laugh. His efforts were making things worse as things caught on fire and damage was being done around them. “Silly girl! If you don’t surrender yourself to me, I’ll use your friend instead! How’s that sound!”

[Name] watched as the villain pulled Katsuki further into his slime body and she was stuck trying to choose what to do. A tentacle slid up her leg and she shrieked from the contact allowing another tentacle of slime to make its way to her mouth.

She choked on it and she couldn’t focus any longer as the villain began enveloping her. She couldn’t think straight, if she used her fire to push this villain off of her, everyone around her would be in danger! Tears pricked her eyes as she wasn’t getting any sufficient air in her system.

“How dare you prey on children!” A hero shouted and punched the slime villain. The villain wasn’t hurt, it couldn’t be. Something has to blow it away! [Name] felt herself slowly lose consciousness. She needed to use her wind to push away this villain. Chip at him little by little if she has too.

[Name] heard Katsuki yell and he got his mouth free yelling at the villain. “You picked the wrong guy to mess with! I’m gonna send you back to whatever sewer you crawled out of! Let me go!” Katsuki used his quirk and the explosions got bigger around him. She felt the heat and it burned her skin, but it also allowed her to stay awake.

She was going to get out of here too! [Name] closed her eyes tightly and a huge gust of wind came down the street. Light objects like plastic water bottles, papers and the like were flying around the sludge villain. She focused harder and the wind got stronger to the point where people had to hold on to each other or stronger objects that wouldn’t budge like street poles.

The wind forced the slimy tentacle out her mouth and she greedily sucked in a huge breath of well needed air. “So much power from the both of you!” The villain cheered in excitement, his crazed eyes looking down at the girl.

“Let us go, you pervert!” [Name] shouted at the top of her lungs and her right hand lit on fire. The ground beneath her cracked and she couldn’t hold herself back anymore. She wanted out of this situation. She didn’t want to be touched any longer.

“Oh~” The villain cooed with a giant smirk, his giant eyes looking up and down her frame, “but this girl, she’s so much stronger! I don’t need you!” The villain spat Katsuki out of his body and instead focused on taking complete control over [Name]. But she wasn’t going to go without a fight!

The villain slammed her back against the floor and she threw a fireball at his eye. “Hah! Just let me take control of you, silly girl!” The villain grew larger in size and not even the wind was going to help her get him off her. She was going to die if the heroes around her won’t help her.

She tried crawling backwards away from him. She tried throwing multiple fireballs at him. She tried throwing pieces of the broken earth beneath her at him. Nothing was working against him!

The slime villain hovered over her fear stricken body and she felt herself having a panic attack. She couldn’t think straight. The voice of the villain telling her to give up. The voices of the heroes that already gave up on saving her.

She heard them all. None of them couldn’t help her. She was alone in all of this. As she covered both of her fists in fire, [Name] slapped and blocked the onslaught of tentacles aiming for her mouth. “Katsuki!” She shouted in a desperate cry, “I need you to blast this bastard away! You’re the only one capable of doing that!”

Her voice carried in strong waves and it sent shivers down the peoples back.

“Let go of me! You heard her! I’m the only one that can help her! Damn it, go help her! Stop holding me back!”

The strain in Katsuki’s voice caught [Name] off guard and she looked to where her friend was being held back. Death Arms had his arms wrapped around Katsuki’s torso not letting him go back into danger. “Gotcha, girly!” The villain cackled and held [Name] upside down by her ankles. She squealed and the flames on her hands disappeared so she could hold her skirt down.

“You disgusting- umph!”

The villain shoved a tentacle in her mouth and forced himself onto her. [Name] squeezed her eyes shut and cried for help in her head. The sludge villain laughed at her predicament and lowered her closer to the floor. “If any hero tries to save her, I’ll snap her neck! Don’t test me!”

The ground started to shake in tremors and a small tornado was forming around the villain. The fire was being sucked in and [Name] clenched her hands tightly. ‘Anyone, please! Help me!’

“[Name]!”

Her eyes shot open and she was surprised to see Midoriya run straight to her, small tears leaving his eyes. His breath was unsteady, but his legs moved so fast towards her. “Ugh not this kid again!” The villain moved to attack Izuku, but instead he threw his yellow backpack at the villain. A journal hit the villain in the eye and the tornado dispersed immediately when Izuku came to range.

He clawed at the sludge and [Name] broke free with a gasp . She worriedly looked at Izuku and told him as she coughed, “Izu! It’s not safe here! You have to go!”

Izuku looked at her as he watched the slime enter her mouth again. He nervously smiled at her, his hands not stopping. “I couldn’t just stand there! I couldn’t watch you die! I’ll never leave you behind, [Name]!” She couldn’t respond back to him as the villain cackled and forced himself back onto the girl.

“She’s mine now! And I’m done toying with you!” The villain shouted and raised a giant hand to slam Izuku down, but the poor boy was protected from the hit. The smoke had settled and All Might stood in all his glory.

[Name] felt All Might’s hand dig in the sludge and he grabbed her small one on his own. “Detroit!” She closed eyes and prepared for All Might’s punch, “SMASH!”

All Might successfully pulled her out of the slime while punching the slime villain the hell away from her. She was secured in his grasp as the wind around them formed a tornado high in the sky. It dispersed after a bit and her tired body collided against Izuku’s as they were placed on the uneven street below them.

She sighed in relief and reached a shaky hand out to Izuku. Her fingers traced from his cheekbone down to his chin and she smiled at him weakly, “Thank you, Izu. You saved me.” She pulled away from him and turned to lay on her back, her face being touched by the raindrops.

“I’m so tired.”

…

[Name] was swarmed by interviewees and heroes praising her and Bakugo for their courageous act they put out. Yet their kind words never reached her ears because she was focused on the ones she heard from the two heroes scolding Midoriya. She walked away from Katsuki’s side and approached the timid boy.

“Please, be nicer to him,” She gently said and wiped the dirt off her skirt, “Izuku may have been reckless, but he was brave in his own way. If he didn’t step in when he did, I think we all know what would have happened if that villain got in control of my quirk.”

The two pros looked at her and couldn’t really say anything to her. They weren’t in the place to do so because not even them could step in to help her. Kamui walked up to her and showed concern over her wounds, “You should have your cuts looked over, go to the-”

[Name] raised her hand and smiled, “I’m okay, once I’m in the mood to sing, my voice will heal me just fine.”

Death Arms looked at her in awe and questioned her, “Wait, you are able to control the elements and you can heal yourself? I have to say that’s very impressive!”

“My singing voice heals all kinds of wounds of others and myself. I think it’s very useful as well.” She blushed and looked down at Izuku. [Name] gave him a shy wave and said, “I have to go now. My dad is probably worried about me and my phone is dead. Thank you again, Izuku. I’ll see you at school.”

“R-right, please be careful on your way home,” Izuku stood up from the ground and waved back at her.

……

‘I wonder how Katsuki is doing? I kinda ditched him for Izuku…and we never did have our duel - ughhhh~’ [Name] rubbed her forehead and kicked a pebble off to the side.

“Hey, kid, been awhile, huh?”

[Name] stopped dead in her tracks and turned around slowly to see her mother looking at her with a conniving smirk on her old face. Her mom’s rainbow colored eyes stared straight into her anxious soul.

“You gonna give me a hug or what?”

No,was the word [Name] wanted to reply back with. But she didn’t have the gall to do it. Instead she kept her safe distance from that wretched woman. [Name] kept her mouth closed and her fists clenched too tightly. Then she mustered up the confidence to speak.

“What do you want?” [Name] asked, her eyes squinting into a glare directed at her mother.

“You know what kind of proposal I’m going to give you.” Her mother rolled her eyes in annoyance and continued to say, “It’s time for you to start your real training. Time for you to keep my dear friend happy.”

[Name] cleared her throat, the lump inside was too big to swallow, “I already told you and that man, I want nothing to do with your agenda.”

“Oh, my dear, [Name],” Her mother relaxed her shoulders and one foot began tapping against the floor, “do you want your poor dad to suffer? He’s a good man, we both know he doesn’t belong in our world.”

[Name] slammed her destroyed school bag on the floor, her mouth twitching in anger, “You leave my dad out of this. He wants nothing to do with you anymore and I don’t blame him. You used him then left him for some ugly ass guy. I won’t be used like my dad.”

Her mother sighed and threw her hands in the air. Her nails long and sharp, they glittered in the sun with the polish on them “Fine~ You leave me no choice then. You either train with me and accept your Siren quirk or you lose both your quirks surrendering them to that man.”

[Name] looked down at the floor and weighed her options. Losing her quirk doesn’t sound good and to leave it to that man to use it like it belonged to him made her blood boil. She was still going to attend U.A, maybe if she got a pro’s help then she’d be fine. Yes, that could work.

‘You want a show of my quirk, I’ll give it to you,’ [Name] wiped her eyes and looked back at her mother. “I’ll train with you, on the condition that you don’t visit this town anymore. I’ll meet up with you when you need me. It doesn’t go the other way around.”

Her mother shrugged her shoulders and began walking away from her, “That’s a good girl! I’ll see you soon, darling!”

[Name] stayed in her spot until her mother’s body was out of sight. When she was gone, the girl sucked in a deep breath and put her hand on her chest to feel her beating heart. She had to play her cards right. She knew her mother and that villain group she was a part of was going to utilize her especially because she was going to U.A.

“Hey, what the hell was that about?”

“Ahh!”

[Name] spun around and saw Katsuki looking at her with his scrutinizing red eyes. She picked up her bag and stupidly asked, “What do you mean?”

Katsuki scoffed and rolled his eyes, “Whatever, if you don’t wanna tell me about the shitty relationship you have with your old lady, I won’t ask.” He stuffed his hands into his jeans and began walking towards his house which was in the same direction of [Name]’s.

[Name] ran up to his side and looked at his body. His clothes weren’t as battered as hers, but she saw some light bruises and cuts around his body. “Hey Katsuki,” she offered softly, “let me heal our wounds together.”

“With a stupid song? No thanks, they can heal on their own.” He rejected quickly and [Name] laughed before clearing her throat. Together, they walked back to their houses with [Name] singing ‘When The Sun loves The Moon’. It was perfect because the sun was setting while the moon was coming out to greet its bright rays.

Katsuki listened intently to the lyrics and side glanced at the girl singing next to him. Despite their disagreements, Katsuki still found her, in his eyes, a great friend to him. Even towards stupid Deku. She was nice, fierce, strong and…pretty.

Katsuki looked away from her and shook his head in denial, ‘Yeah, right. She’s plain dumb, that’s it.’

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