#midoriya oneshot

[vampyrsm]

'let me make you feel good' (5.2k) shoto todoroki x female reader ft. izuku midoriya

warnings: cuckolding, izuku is the cuck, humiliation sorta for izuku, blowjob, light degrading with a lot of praise to balance it out, vaginal sex, creampie, overstim.

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist'

"Sure,"

"And I promise it won't be weird—" Izuku pauses. "Wait, really?"

Shouto shrugs a little, long careful fingers flicking through a stack of paperwork. "Sure, I don't see why not. As long as she's okay with it." Mismatched eyes finally look up from his desk to the large burly green-haired man who had stopped by.

Izuku is quick to nod, curls bouncing away from his forehead. "I mean, it was her idea for it to be you. I suggested Kacchan—" he watches Shouto raise an eyebrow at that suggestion, it wouldn't have ended well. "Yeah, I know, she gave me the same look."

Relaxing into the big office chair, his legs spreading slightly as he finally takes in the blush on Izuku's face. "I never would've put you as the guy who likes to watch other people fuck his girlfriend." The reaction from Izuku is almost immediate, the man somehow blushing more furiously than before at the casual tone, and volume, of the half-and-half hero.

"Todoroki-kun!" Izuku hisses, hastily shutting the door he had left open himself. "Don't say it so loud, I don't need some sidekick overhearing that." He turns back to see Shouto with a shit-eating smirk on his face, oh, he was enjoying humiliating Izuku it seems. Still ever the pot-stirrer when it came to things that probably shouldn't be meddled with.

Shouto shrugs. "Just text me with the details whenever you both want it to happen." Shouto may look calm and relaxed on the outside, shrugging off the idea of fucking another man's girlfriend in front of them but his heart is tattooing itself against the inside of his ribcage. Hammering away in a mixture of excitement and anxiety, he'd always loved being around you when he hung out with Midoriya but to know you picked him? He just hopes he's up to your standards.

It was just over three weeks later when Shouto received a text. He figured perhaps it would be done in a hotel room or even Shouto's own place to ensure he didn't 'invade' your personal space. But the butterflies returned with renewed vigour when he received a text from you, not Midoriya, asking if he wanted to come over on Saturday night if he didn't have patrol or any important work that needed to be done. He responded almost too quickly, informing you he wasn't busy.

He neglected the fact he would cancel attending the monthly dinner his father insisted the entire family attended.

So here he stood, a crisp white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, black slacks and shiny black shoes. He looked every bit the "rich boy" the media often painted him as, a man with killer looks but was often seen as 'too gentle', 'too much of a gentleman'. If only they know the real reason why he was standing with a lump in his throat before someone's front door, maybe from the outside it would just look like he was coming over for a dinner.

The door finally opened, and as expected it was Midoriya who answered the door. The usual friendly smile on his face, "Shouto, hey, come in!", Shouto tries to not notice the band of blush across Midoriya's face, and instead steps past the other pro into the warm home. His eyes immediately dart over the various items, it's a different feeling than Midoriya's own apartment. It's more homely, more welcoming, an old warmth in his chest blooms at the thought.

After toeing off his shoes, he follows Midoriya through the thin corridor before it opens up into the rest of the house. It's smaller than most but he figures that's the point, it's a humble place to live. "She's upstairs already, she figured it might be a bit weird if we both greeted you at the door." Midoriya scratches at the back of his head, clearly just as out of his depth as the Ice and Fire hero. Shouto just nods, allowing Midoriya to take the lead once again to take him up the stairs and into your bedroom.

The door opens, Midoriya stepping out of the way to stand next to the bed and Shouto is certain his heart stops for a second at the sight before him. He had never been in any situation before where he had seen you in anything less than clothing except maybe the one time he had seen you in a bikini but even then that didn't feel quite as sexual as this. The lump in his throat is back with vengeance, tightening as he continues to ogle at you openly.

His eyes start at your feet, skin nearly showing through the sheer material of the stockings you were wearing. It makes his toes curl against the thick-carpeted floor the longer his eyes glide up the glossy material until he meets the apex of your thighs, the pudge of your thighs just spilling out over the top of the tight material has him salivating. Nothing has quite looked as biteable as your thighs. He follows along the suspender belt holding up the stockings, eyes briefly grazing over the thin piece of material hiding away the very thing he would be buried inside of at some point tonight. But before he could eye the rest of what you were wearing, Midoriya speaks.

"Angel, why don't you stand up and show Shouto what a pretty girl you are, hm? Got all dressed up for him and everything." Shouto finally looks at your face, the bashful look on your face is adorable he thinks. You look just as shy as he feels but you do what you're told. Sliding off of the bed until you're stood not too far from the man himself, he has to tilt his head down to look at you properly and for some reason, the size difference has something stirring in his stomach.

He does his best to slow his heart, to stop the butterflies from bursting from his chest at the way you look at him through your eyelashes before you do a slow spin for him. He thinks he can hear Midoriya groan over the blood pounding in his ears when his eyes instantly dart down to the ample amount of skin on display when you give your back to him. He was right about the thin material of your panties, but this was much more than what he imagined. The thong was doing nothing to hide anything from behind, the string buried deep between your asscheeks and something in the back of his mind tells him he wants to definitely have you on your hands and knees at some point tonight.

When you finally turn around again, he has to clear his throat and look away. The heat on his face must be obvious because you laugh, not a condescending one but one that's more like bells chiming. "I hope you like it, Todoroki-kun." He tries not to think too much about the honorific, clearing his throat again.

"You can just call me Shouto, just sounds like Midoriya is the one trying to seduce me when you use that name." This time you do laugh, genuinely and his eyes snap back to your own, just for his hands to grow a little bit more sweaty and the racing in his heart to pick back up. You looked beautiful.

"Sorry, of course, Shouto." you smile, half turning back to look at your boyfriend who is smiling himself, before Midoriya switches his gaze away from you and onto Shouto.

Shouto shuffles a little on his feet, trying to give himself a little more breathing room in his pants before he speaks. "Uh, are there any rules? What's on the table and what's not?"

You step aside, letting Midoriya speak whilst you seem to busy yourself off to the side somewhere and it's taking the years of hero work for him to keep his eyes on Midoriya and not you, as you bend over to grab something off of the floor. "Uh, well, we did talk about it and there're not too many rules, I guess. She said it's a hard no on things like piss, scat, that sort of thing..." Midoriya has to look down at his feet, this conversation was clearly neither of them had ever seen happening in their lives.

"And for me, I may have taken some quirk cancelling cuffs from the agency—"

The two heroes glance over to the sound of giggling, Shouto's eyes shamelessly roaming over the front of your lingerie set. It's a beautiful red shade, and the colour choice is definitely not lost on him. "Sorry, you both just look adorable blushing over it like two school girls." Your eyes meet his own when his lips lift into a gentle smile, he can't help but be thankful you're at ease with the idea. He worried that maybe Midoriya had pushed this kink onto you but you seem just as relaxed and at home with both men just feet away from you whilst you were in nothing but underwear.

Finally, you come back over, stepping past Shouto and towards Midoriya who follows your own steps backwards until his knees are forced to bend when he hits the futon. Shouto can't help but watch the expression on Midoriyas face, he was so enraptured by you even as he offered up his wrists, allowing you to click on the metal and strip him of his quirk. "Love you," you murmur before pressing a gentle kiss to Izuku's lips, smiling at the obvious heart eyes the green-haired man was giving back.

And then suddenly, all the attention was back on Shouto as you turned around to face him. The space between the both of you seems to dwindle in a matter of seconds, and he can now smell the sweet perfume you have on — it's making his head feel fuzzy and eyes lower until he's giving the exact same look back; the look of absolute desire. The warmth of your hand on his chest has him jolting, body strung high and muscles were drawn tight as he watches the way your fingers delicately dance over his shirt until you reach the buttons on his shirt.

"We know all about my rules but what about yours, Shouto? What do you want from this?" your voice sounds like honey, his brain struggling to wade through it when all of his attention is locked onto the way your hands are now moving to undo his buttons, the brief brush of your bare skin on his has his body flaring in heat and toes curling again.

He somehow manages to gain power over his tongue again, eyes however still unable to break away from your now roaming hands as they brushed over his pectoral muscles. "I'm not sure," he admits and his heart flutters when your eyes met his, a little wide and almost shocked? "I mean, I don't know if I have any rules. I'm just here for you, and making you feel good." His admission even has him stumped, was that the truth? Was he really just here for you?

Yes. His mind supplies, he is most definitely here for you.

You swallow thickly, the subtle squeezing of your thighs not going unmissed by the man who was watching you like a hawk. Shouto figures that you're probably more used to Midoriya taking control in the bedroom, so his hands raise finally from the place they were frozen at. Both hands cupping either side of your head delicately, tilting you up to look at him and he can't stop himself from leaning in, a gentle "You look beautiful," passing by his lips before they're pressing into your own.

He feels your fingers curl against the undone material of his shirt, pulling on it gently to press the entirety of your upper body against his abdomen and chest, the warmth of the skin-on-skin contact having him suck in a harsh breath through his nose. Faintly he can hear Midoriya groan, a thump of what must be his head hitting the wall whilst Shouto opens your mouth carefully with his own, letting his tongue test the waters by brushing against your own. You're so receptive to his advances, letting him take control of the situation entirely and just becoming complete putty in the palm of his hands when his tongue drags along the roof of your mouth, flicking against the back of your teeth before he's diving back in for more.

Something clicks in Shouto's mind, something deep and primal telling him to consume you whole. That he can't rest until he has you shaking and sobbing beneath him whilst he bullies his way through your walls. The thought has his cock twitching between the tight constraints of his slacks, so he takes action. He keeps the hold on your head, lips still attached to your own as he carefully manoeuvres you around until you're forced to pull away from the kiss before falling onto your back on the bed.

It's sinful, the way you're looking up at him, propped up on your elbows and chest heaving in shaky breaths. He feels powerful, too powerful, as he stands over you. Your eyes don't leave him as he starts to peel off the shirt, tossing it onto the floor to be forgotten about for now before his hands are on the black leather belt at his waist, deft fingers undoing and ripping it free from his trousers with a quick snap that has you jumping in place. Just as his hands move to undo the button, he watches you hastily sit up and place your hands against his thighs. A raised eyebrow asks you a silent question.

"Let me," your hands smooth over the expanse of his thighs, feeling the muscle tense the further you slide up. "Please? Wanna make you feel good first." How could he say no with the way you're looking up at him and steadily pushing him back enough to make room between him and the bed so you can kneel in front of him. His eyes flutter at the release of pressure when you undo the button and the fly of his slacks. The tip of your nose drags along the bulge in his boxers, nuzzling into it as your hands continue to stroke up and up along his deep-set v-line, fingers dancing over his abdominal muscles and down through the mixture of red and white hair.

The groan comes from somewhere deep in his chest when your soft warm hand reaches back down to his boxers, easily pulling him free and the air feels cold against the sticky tip of his cock making him twitch as you stare at him with no shame. The warmth of your breath has his hands moving up into your hair, brushing it away from your face just in time for you to flick your eyes up at him. He would've believed it were just the two of you if it weren't for the shift of something off to the side and just as Shouto glances to the side, it's like he's been punched in the gut.

The warmth of your mouth around the tip of his cock has him flinching, fingers digging into the scalp of your head and when he looks back down at you, you have the audacity to smile up at him as if you knew exactly what you were doing. Your tongue swirled around the leaky tip, lapping up every drop of pre that he couldn't seem to stop drooling before you took ahold of him at the base, holding him in place as you slowly tortured him with your tongue. The pressure of the tip of your tongue dragging along the prominent vein had his head spinning and he expected you to retrace the path you drew with your tongue, so when you slipped down enough to draw his balls into his mouth he moaned, pretty lips parting to let the noises free unabashedly.

Finally, you returned back to the tip of his cock, angling yourself just so that you could spit against the tip, gentle fingers stroking him up and down to spread it fully all the whilst you were staring up at him, eyes blown wide and he imagines he's mirroring the exact expression on your face. He watched as you leaned closer, not once breaking the eye contact as your lips parted to let his cock slip deeper into your mouth, tongue wiggling to accommodate his length.

"Oh, fuck," Midoriya moans off to the side, and Shouto does glance over this time without the fear of being caught off-guard. Izuku seems to be in no better shape than himself, his hands desperately trying to grab at himself through his loose basketball shorts despite being restrained by the cuffs. "Hah, she's too good with her mouth."

Shouto can't dispute that, the way your tongue is welcoming him further and further into your throat has his quirk threatening to misfire, his toes curling desperately into the carpet every time you gag and pull back. He sweeps his hands through your hair again, gathering it the best he can to hold it out of your way at the back of your head and he angles his body back so Izuku had a good view of what his girlfriend was doing to him, how her throat constricted and how her cheeks were streaked with tears every time she tried to take the entirety of his cock down her throat.

But he wasn't here just to be sucked off, the reminder of the hot coil tightening in his stomach being enough for him to pull on your hair to get you to release him from your mouth. The string of saliva is lewd, downright dirty as it snaps and sticks to your chin, dripping down onto the top of your breasts. His hand automatically comes down to the base of his cock, squeezing as hard as he can to stave off the need to cum on your face right there and then.

"On the bed, beautiful." he smiles at you, and you're quick to stand up and wipe off the excess saliva from your face before you're clambering onto the bed. He watches you kneel there for a second, unsure of what position he wants you in until he speaks again. "Hands and knees, let me see that pretty ass of yours." He loves how obedient you are, immediately moving to get on your hands and knees, arching your back just enough to present everything to him in a beautiful lace package.

He edges closer to the edge of the bed, his hands unable to stop themselves from reaching out to slide along the exposed skin of your hips and down to your ass. For once he was thankful for having big hands, stretching his fingers as much as he could to grab handfuls of your ass to watch the fat pool between his fingers before releasing it to watch it jiggle back into place. His hands slip back down over the curve of your ass, thumbs tucking against the top of your thighs to spread you open for his greedy eyes despite the material of your panties still being there.

If you could even call them panties that is, he watched the way your pussy swallowed the material until it was rubbing just right against you when you swayed your hips in his grip. "So wet already," his voice is low, dripping with needy lust when he focuses on the glisten of your lower lips. He can't help but lean in, mouthing at the exposed skin as well as the black lace that had been pushed deeper against you. You moan, finally, loud at the pressure of his nose pressing against your clenching hole whilst his tongue lapped against your sticky arousal. It was filthy, the way he was lapping at you like a man who hadn't had a sip of water in weeks but you tasted so good. So sweet. He wanted to drink at the oasis between your legs for eternity.

God, he wants you so fucking bad and every second where he isn't buried inside of you is agonising. How did he not know Midoriya was into this earlier? How many times had he missed out on being buried inside of you for the sake of his best friend's dirty perversion? He can't help but feel the need to make up for "lost time". So he pulls back, much to your whine at the loss of pressure and warmth against your clothed pussy but that's quickly forgotten about when his fingers unclip the clasps of your suspended belt before tugging down your thong. He helps you out of it until the sodden lace is forgotten about with his shirt on the floor.

The bed dips when he kneels behind you, and it must be an instinct for you to drop to your elbows and raise your hips up for him, the arch in your back well trained. It has his cock twitching against his stomach, abs tensing when he nears close enough that he can feel the warmth between your legs against the length of his dick. His hands spread against your ass again, spreading you open for his eyes whilst he rolls his hips back and forth. The sticky squelching sound is obscene when his cock rubs up and down your slit, and he isn't even inside of you yet. Did it turn you on just as much to be fucked by another man?

He looks up from the space between your legs just to catch your eyes looking at him over your shoulder, your hair was a mess and the look you were giving him was pleading. Your hips bucked impatiently backwards when he caught your clit again against the tip of his cock before he's angling himself with the help of his hand, the head catching against your entrance. This time he watches the way your mouth opens, the sweetest of moans dripping from plump lips as he inches deeper and deeper.

"Oh, fuck, shit." Shouto groans, eyebrows furrowing whilst he watches every last inch disappear deeper and deeper inside of you until his hips were flush with your ass. He can feel everything with how tight you're wrapped around him, the way you squeeze and flutter when his cock twitches with the need to cum. "Stop squeezing so much princess, 'm not gonna last..." he sounds breathless, mostly because he is. It feels like he's run a mile, all his muscles drawn tight and a trigger away from failing to satisfy you.

"Sho..." you give him a minute to recuperate, to let him get used to the tight wet heat wrapped around him until you impatiently wiggle your hips enough to elicit a low groan from the man. "Fuck me, please, Shouto."

He doesn't need to be told twice.

He gives an experimental roll of his hips, stomach flipping at the way you squeeze at him again when his hips bump back against your ass. His hands find their way to your hips, flexing his fingers until he has a firm grip against you and you seem to know what's coming as you lower yourself down until the side of your face is pressed into the bed sheets.

And then he isn't holding back, the rhythmic pat, pat, pat of his thighs hitting your own is loud. The low moans coming from his left is enough to know that he's definitely fulfilling his best friends request but also your own with the way you're babbling nonsense, talking about how his cock is so big, "Feel so full, 's too much," and he briefly wonders if you're just talking him up in front of your boyfriend. Was that a part of the kink? To degrade your partner because you had to get another man to please you? He blinks a little at the realisation, earning himself a peek over to see how Midoriya was holding up in the whole situation.

And it's no surprise to see he had somehow managed to wrangle himself out of his shorts, big hands struggling to stroke himself properly with the restraints on his wrists but he doesn't seem deterred in the way he's stroking himself, moaning when you speak dirty about how good Shouto feels. The tiny devil on Shouto's shoulder tells him to engage in this, to see just how far he could push Midoriya whilst balls deep inside of the other man's girlfriend.

With a new goal in mind, Shouto leans his body over your own and hooks a large hand around your throat to pull you up into an awkward arch. You're looking up at him through your eyelashes, lips parted in a silent moan at the new angle he's forcing you to take his cock in. "Is it really too much for you? Your boyfriend not big enough to satisfy a pretty slut like you?" he watches the way your pupils expand, swallowing the beautiful shade of your iris whole. Seems he hit the nail on the head too with Midoriya who grunts, a loud thump of what must be his head on the wall but Shouto can't take his eyes away from you.

"Why don't you show your boyfriend what a good little slut you are, and ride me?" It's a rhetorical question you realise as he pulls out, the cool air of the room sticking to the sticky slick coating his cock whilst he moves around you to lay on the bed, angling himself so Midoriya would have the perfect view of just what he wants. You move to straddle him before he holds up a hand and uses his index finger to indicate for you to face the opposite way—to face your boyfriend.

His hands find their place back on your hips when you settle over him, hand wrapping around the length of his cock before you're guiding him back deep inside of him with a pretty moan. He does wish he could see your face, to see just how good he's making you feel on your cock but this angle, the way you're leaning back to press your hands against his chest, has him seeing stars. And clearly, it must be doing the same for you, it feels like he's drowning in just how wet you are when you lower yourself down and raise back up to reveal a creamy ring at the base of his cock.

"You look so sexy, angel," Midoriya comments from somewhere Shouto can't see, but he can hear the way his hand speeds up at the new view Shouto has given him. "Takin' him so well, look at you."

His words seem to inject more adrenaline into your veins as you start to bounce up and down a little faster, but he can feel the way you're starting to falter, the way your feet keep slipping against the sheets so Shouto lets his hero stamina take over, gripping your waist hard before he's bucking his hips up hard enough to plant his feet hard on the bed. Then he's fucking up into you, pounding at a pace that has you nearly screaming, head lolling back as he continues to bully the tip of his cock against the one spot that has you twitching, thighs tensing and jumping each time he hits it.

And he knows it too, Shouto knows you're close, so he doesn't stop. Keeps the brutal pace that has even his thighs burning, and his balls drawing up tight as he throws both you and himself over the edge of the orgasm that he had been holding back from the very second you pulled him into your mouth. The way your walls milk him has his head dropping back, bi-coloured hair falling away from his eyes as he stares up at the ceiling trying to suck in a breath deep enough to steady himself. But he can't, not with the way you remain sat atop of him even when his legs relax back down onto the bed.

Especially not when you lean forward, hands planting against his thighs and you fucking grind against him. The whine in Shouto's throat is unsuspecting, catching himself off guard but you don't seem deterred, if anything you're moving with a little more vigour in your hips as you raise up, just enough for him to watch the way his cum spills out from your still clenching pussy and dripping down the length of his cock before you drop down again.

"Fuck, wait," his hands try to push against your hips to get you to stop, to just let his sensitive dick relax but you're not listening, rolling your hips back and forth perfectly and he can feel his cock twitch again, another hot stream of cum painting your walls. His toes curl painfully, every muscle in his body unable to relax as you continue to milk him for all he's worth, to have every drop of his seed buried deep inside of you. Shouto knows he could easily push you off, but he can't find that strength to stop you—in truth, it feels too fucking good.

"'m gonna cum," he hears you moan, but he can't see past the stars behind his eyes, can't really hear much over the sound of the blood in his veins running a hundred miles per hour. This time your orgasm is much faster, squeezing and clamping down on his cock which has the man jolting, fucking himself deeper into you despite the ache in his balls and the prickly pain of overstimulation that is making him feel lightheaded. He lets you ride out your orgasm until finally, finally, you roll off of him and onto the bed next to him.

For the first time in what must be ten minutes, he can finally breathe, taking in greedy breaths and letting his head fall to the side to watch you. You're in no better shape, sweaty and taking in uneven breaths. So he reaches over, cupping a hand on the back of your neck and he watches the relief hit you almost instantly, the coolness eliciting a gentle shudder down your spine. He's about to speak before he hears someone clear their throat, and he lifts his head enough to look over the mess of his own body to see Midoriya is in a bad state.

The man had came all over himself, reaching as far as his collarbone and his face was glistening with sweat. He was beet red, eyes unfocused as he continued to stare at the two of you on the bed. "Fuck, I," he clears his throat again with a gentle laugh. "We have to do that again sometime, can't tell you how fucking hot that was."

And Shouto looks over to you, to see your response but you're already looking at him with a gentle smile, a tired look in your eyes. "Only if you want to," you say, and you cringe a little at the way your voice is hoarse.

"Of course," he relaxes into the bed again. "Maybe next time Midoriya can join me."

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist' disclaimer: i would totally fuck katsuki if izuku asked me to lol, dont need to tell me twice

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[frickingnerd]

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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[spheixrie]

HOW THEY WOULD MAKE YOUR KIDS GO TO BED (pt. 1?)

So like you're always the one to take the kids to bed right? Since your husband always comes home late since he's busy with hero work. So now you go out with the girls for a girls night, you leave your husband and your kid/s at home and tell your husband to get the kids to sleep by 8:30 (since sleep is important HAHXHAHAHAHAH) anyways you leave your child in the hands of your husband, not knowing what kind of shit they been through while you were gone..

Ft: Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero

IZUKU MIDORIYA

He tries to get the kid to bed and fails miserably. He couldnt handle that little pouty face and those big puppy eyes.

"Mommy said to go to bed by 8:30 didn't she? Well look at the time honey it's 8:30" Izuku says as he tries to calm your kid down.

"NO! I DONT WANNA! I DONT WANNA!" Your kid shouts back as a reply and sticks out their tongue at your husband. "I just wanna stay up and watch All Might!"

Izuku sighs and tries again "Come on baby.. Mommy's gonna be mad at me if you dont sleep right now, we can watch tomorrow yeah?"

Cue the puppy dog eyes. "Please?" Kid bats their eyelashes at your man and he completely loses it.

You come home at around 11:47 and you find your husband and your kid on the couch dressed up in All Might onesies as an All Might video played on the screen.

"Couldn't get them to sleep?" You chuckle as you take off your coat.

"I am so sorry honey" Izuku sighs with a defeated tone "They gave me a hard time"

You just laugh softly and walk over to them, planting a kiss on your husband's cheek "Now you know what I go through while you're at work" you sit down beside them as your child offers you a bowl of popcorn. "Want some, Mommy?" they say as they beam at you. You laugh and ruffle their hair "Dont think that you arent in trouble for staying late, honey"

"But mommm, this is the only time i get to spend time with dad, just us two" They plead as they give a pouty face. You sigh and smile, "I guess you're right" you look at Izuku as he gives you a big thumbs up. You shrug "I guess I can let this slide" You smile. "YAYYYY!!" your child exclaims as you pull you child and husband for a hug. "Thanks honey" Izuku whispers at you, giving you a kiss on the lips.

"Daddd" you kid averts their eyes. "EWWWW!!" he shouts as you and Izuku laughs.

KATSUKI BAKUGOU

Man is having a hard time getting this kid to bed. Since this dude has a sleep schedule of a grandpa, bro's shouting at his kid to get tf to sleep or else he's gonna blow their face up. Ofcourse the kid counters his attacks with the same stubborn attitude until you come home and find them in the kid's bedroom.

"GO TO SLEEP YOU BRAT!" Katsuki shouts. "HELL NO OLD MAN! I AINT GONNA LISTEN TO YOU AND YOUR STUPID SLEEP SCHEDULE!" Your kid fights back.

"MOM LETS ME STAY LATER THAN THIS TIME!"

"WELL I AINT YOUR MOM SO SUCK IT AND GET YOUR ASS TO SLEEP!"

"NO! YOU SUCK IT AND SWALLOW! IM NOT LISTENING TO YOU!"

"YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME?"

"YEAH THAT'S HOW A CONVERSATION WORKS!"

"WHY YOU LITTLE PIECE OF-"

And they go on and on for hours until the neighbors call you about the noise and you have no choice to go home. You mutter angrily as you drive home. You throw your shoes on the shoe rack and drop your coat off on the couch, marching angrily towards the kid's room. When you opened the door you were not expecting to see them on the bed asleep, your kid on Katsuki's chest as he held an arm around them. On the floor was a pile of board games and book. You sigh and smile softly at the sight, walking towards the edge of the bed Katsuki stirs in his sleep, he blinks his eyes and his gaze fixes upon you.

"Oh, hey baby" He sits up, careful not to wake up your kid. "You're home early"

"I sure am" You chuckle as you kneel down and pick up the boxes of games and books off the floor. "The neighbors told them they heard a commotion, inside our home" You look up at him with tired eyes.

Katsuki sits up and sets your kid on the bed "Sorry 'bout that, baby.. Kid wasn't listening to a word I said.." He says scratching his neck. "I shoulda tried a more different approach than yelling eh?"

"It's fine, babe" You stand up and kiss your husband's cheek. You set the games and books on the nightstand and lean into his ear "But you owe me for ruining my night out"

Katsuki takes your hand and looks you in the eye "I think I sure do" He smirks.

SHOTO TODOROKI

He does try to get the kid to sleep, but the kid is too stubborn. He doesn't want to be like his dad towards his kid, so he does the only logical thing that comes into his mind. He just lets them do what ever.

"You need to sleep now, your mom told me that you need to sleep by this time" Shoto says to his kid who he has already tucked comfortably in bed.

His kid just pouts "But daddd, I wanna stay up late. Mommy rarely makes me stay up late! Plus, it's just us" your child kicks off their blanket and scooches closer to your husband. "I wanna spend time with you daddy! You're always busy at work, I wanna spend time with you" You kid smiles happily and Shoto just crumbles.

"Alright... but don't tell your mom"

"YES!"

You come home to them in the living room playong tea house with a cartoon playing on the tv. Stuffed toys (all having bows and other assorted accessories) were seated all around them. Shoto was dressed up in one of your dresses with his hair done. He was holding up a tea cup while your child was pouring non existent tea into it. You smile at the sight

"What happened to "asleep by 8:30?" " You chuckle as you walked towards them.

Shoto just shrugged before drinking his non existent tea and holds his tea cup for his child to refill it, "I couldn't say no to that face, plus it's non everyday I get to spend time with them like this, I wanna give them the childhood they deserve. I dont want them growing up like me" He says as he looks at you apologetically. "Sorry"

You laugh softly as you sit beside him, giving him a kiss on the cheek "Dont apologize honey, Im glad you're doing this for our baby. You can stay up for as long as you like, just dont blame me if you're both cranky in the morning"

"YAYYYYY!" you child exclaims as they jump up and down happily

Shoto chuckles and gives you a soft kiss "Thank you, honey"

EIJIROU KIRISHIMA

He tries to be the bad cop at first, getting your kid to bed and all, but then your kid starts to throw a tantrum saying they dont want to sleep yet. Your husband keeps on insisting that they have to listen and sleep, but then you kid pulls put the fucking puppy eyes on your husband and he completely loses.

"Come on, pebble! Didn't mommy say that bed time is 8:30? Look at the time! It's time to sleep!" Eijirou says enthusiastically, trying to get your toddler to sleep.

Instead they stick out their tongue and throw a tantrum. "No! I dont wanna! I dont wanna!"

"Hey dont shout at me! I already gave you ice cream after dinner even though im not supposed to! You better listen or I am not holding back" Eijirou says trying to make your kid go to sleep.

"No!" your kid pouts. "I do not want to sleep yet!" They look at Eijirou with puppy eyes. "Please, please, pleaseeee, daddy?" cue the eyelash batting

Eijirou fucking Kirishima on the other hand, loses it, COMPLETELY.

You unlock the front door and hear noise coming from the kid's bedroom. You walk towards it and open the door. Your kid and husband was sound asleep pn the bed... or so they thought they had you fooled. Scattered on the floor were action figures and dolls, and on Eijirou's head was a little bow headband. They pretended to snore noisily and you saw your kid peeking to see if you left, then went back to snoring.

You sniffle a laughter as you walk towards them and drape a blanket on top of them.

"Oh wow I guess they did a good job of going to bed eh?" You say loudly and start walking to the door. "Well too bad, they wont get to have those nuggets and fries I brought" You say loudly.

"FRIES?!" Both of them jumps out of bed and looks at you expectantly. You raise a brow and puts your hands to your hips.

"You really think im that dumb to fall for your so called trick?" You ask with a disappointed look on your face.

Eijirou laughs and rubs the back of his neck "Sorry baby... It was hard saying no to that face"

You roll your eyes and laughs "Now you know what i go through"

Eijirou laughs too "Yeah.. Do we still get to eat those nuggets though?" He asks hopefully.

"Oh the nuggets? Yeah that was a trick" You smirk as dread washes over their faces "Yeah it was a trick, now go to sleep, both of you, or im not cooking nuggets for breakfast"

DENKI KAMINARI

My man Denki here is actually a pretty chill dad, and his kids would do anything he says... if he does something for them first. He actually does a pretty decent job in getting them to sleep, sure he had a couple pf teensy weensy condition but atleast he got them to sleep... at maybe 11:30.

"Hey theree, so like, I know it's not cool to sleep at this hour but like, Im kinda scared of your mommy so if you kids love your daddy, please go to sleep I'm begging you" He says as you toddler is already tucked in bed.

Your kid just shrugs and says "Okay"

Denki, bless his ass, is very very confused "Wait really?"

"Yes, dad" Your toddler nods

"Huh, that was.. pretty easy? Uh so, goodnight hon" He says and kisses your kid on the forehead.

Your toddler smirks and pulls up the big fucking puppy eyes "But before I sleep... can i have one eensy weensy favour?"

Denki you prick

You come home to see the lights in the living room out. Okay that's nice, that means Denki actually got the kid to sleep. You walked toward the room and peek through the door, you smile at the sight. There you see Denki and your baby wrapped in blankets as Denki reads your kid, who was already asleep, a bed time story.

You walk in when he finishes reading and closes the book.

"You did a pretty great job eh?" You say as you kiss your husband on the forehead. "Wasnt to hard eh?"

Denki nods tiredly "Yeah you could say that" He smiles softly.

"Thank you baby, im gonna freshen up" With that, you walk outside, leaving Denki to tuck your toddler in for the night. Little did you know that to get your kid to sleep involved 2 tubes of ice cream, 3 rounds of Mario Cart, 5 Mickey Mouse episodes and 1 fairytale story. Yeah Denki was definitely sleeping for a long time.

SERO HANTA

He's also a chill dad, but when his kid says they don't wanna sleep, it's always 20% 'no, go to bed' and 80% 'sure do whatever, go apeshit'. And oh boy do things get tricky.

"Look, chubbs. Mommy said bed time is 8:30. And it's already, 8:30. So come on you need to sleep" Sero says to your child who was watching a cartoon movie.

Instead they stick out their tongue "No! I wanna finish this movie!" they bat their eyelashes and give Sero the puppy eyes "Pleaseee, dad?"

Sero blinks "Uh sure go ahead" He says sitting beside you kid with a lazy grin on his face.

Your kid, confused, just blinks "Uh, wait, really?" they look at him expectantly

Sero just shrugs and takes a handful of popcorn from the bowl "Yeah sure, I aint scared of your mom, plus it's mot everyday we get to do this sooo, go crazy" he grins and takes another handful of popcorn and pops it in his mouth.

6 movies and 1 cry-a-thon later

You open the door and walk into the living room to see Sero watching a movie with your kid laying on his lap, a blanket draped over them.

Sero looks at you and closes the tv. "Hey mi amor, how was you night out?"

You look at your kid and your husband "Did you let them stay up late?"

Sero just shrugs "Yeah, sorry bout' that. But it's not everyday they get to do this with me y'know?" He smiles at you and you just scoff.

"You're lucky I love you" You say.

He sets his kid on the couch and stands up, he walks over to you and kisses you on the cheek "Love ya too babe"

• • •

"How many movies did you watch?"

".... Maybe 5 or 6?.."

• • •

"Okay, you're sleeping in the living room tonight, Sero"

"Aw man"

THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY BABES. IM THINKING OF MAKING A PART TWO WITH THE OTHER BNHA BOYS SO COMMENT IF YOU'D WANT TO SEE MORE. THANK U FOR READING!!



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[daisydaphne]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 - 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀

Characters: these three dumbass.

Warnings: pregnancy mentions, established relationships.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Midoriya Izuku:

• Such a warm heart.

• He literally cried the whole wedding, and afterwards too. He swears that he doesn’t have any tears left to cry but it’s such a lie.

• He’s not that husband material as it is said. Yes, he does everything, but 50% of the things are completely wrong. He cooks! But he breaks the glasses. He also clean the house! But breaks the expensive vase your mother gifted to you.

• Honey, he’s so spoiled. Since you’re an excellent lawyer, you always gift him the best suits and expensive things. He swears he feels bad, but always goes to work saying “this??? Oh, it’s a gift from my wife”.

• Well, it is well known that this man would be a perfect father. It was a mistake, but you got pregnant after 2 years of marriage.

• When you told him the news, he couldn’t stop crying -happy tears- for almost 10 hours. After that, he just bought so many baby items that were imposible to count.

• He truly loves his baby boy. Izuku swears with his heart to protect you and the little boy no matter how. He has never been happier than this.

..

“honey, I think it’s time to have the chat with the baby.. “ Izuku told you unexpectedly. “He needs to know how amazing All Might is!!!”

*.’*

Katsuki Bakugo:

• He is the most loyal/dumbass person you know.

• Since the first day, he knew you would be his wife. Something inside him woke up the moment he saw you.

• He is INDEED a well mannered husband. The first weekend of every month, both of you eat in a 3 star Michelin restaurant just to spend time together.

• Since both are excellent business workers, you always gift him nice items and so does he. He bought a pair of baby shoes, but never told you about it.

• Your baby was planned. Katsuki just wanted to have a family with you, if you were comfy with. You were happy about it, and after 2 months, it happened.

• When you told him the news, it was the first time he cried for so long. He couldn’t believe that he would use that baby shoes for the first time.

• He swears he doesn’t care if it is a baby girl or a baby boy, howeeeeeever, he only buys girly things.

• When he knew it was a baby girl, he felt so proud and now worried of the world.

- -

“Stop being so stubborn! It’s time to grow up, little girl” Katsuki is angry because his little girl just broke his new lamp.

“You are a stubborn with 40 years old!! It’s time to grow up, daddy”

Oh boy, you just had two Katsuki Bakugo in the same fucking house.

*••…••*

Shoto Todoroki:

• He’s kinda chaotic.

• He truly doesn’t know anything about established relationship. His life has been chaotic, but he’s a fast learner.

• He doesn’t know a shit about a calm place and true love, so little by little he’s getting used to. He only wants to be happy by your side.

• He doesn’t care about expensive gift, so please invite him to your place to eat something and watch a movie.

• He realized that he wanted to marry you when he woke up next to you. Something inside him felt right and in peace.

• But kids ???? No, not a chance. That is the opposite of his beliefs.

• However, it was a crazy night and you got pregnant. He was in shock, and left for 2 hours.

• You didn’t know where he went, or what happened during that period. He arrived home with pampers and baby things.

• He knows that he can be better than his dad, just needs a little courage, you know?

- -

“What a surprise, I wasn’t expecting two babies…”

He was truly in shock when he saw two little humans being exactly like him. One baby girl and one baby boy with his eyes fully opened, watching his daddy with excitement.

“I hope I can make both of you happy”.

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[ilydeku]

izuku when you're zoned out

You're standing idly in the middle of the bus, clinging onto the pole grip with Izuku along your side. In your hands hold a few grocery bags filled with meats and an assortment of vegetables while izuku held onto the carton of eggs and oil kept in glass bottles. You just wanted to go to the store for a few things, but Izuku wanted to tag along. You assured him you'd be fine and that he should probably stay home since he had a ton of paperwork to fill out, but he simply refused, "It's not often I get to go grocery shopping with my wife."

So here you were riding home with Izuku, nearing the evening. The sun setting created this beautiful hue of orange and pink that gaped through the windows of the bus. Your eyes wandered through the faces on the bus that the gleam of the sun focused on. However, without conscious choice, your gaze landed and paused on some man's face and you found yourself zoning out. Daydreaming. Daydreaming about what meal you and Izuku were going to cook together once you got home. Daydreaming about falling asleep in his arms after that meal. Daydreaming about his face...his lips...

The blank expression on your face didn't contrast with the lovely thoughts about Izuku.

"...that's a pretty sunset, isn't it, y/n?" He waited for a response, but he was left with the ambiance of the growling bus engine and the chatter of passengers. He turned to you in concern. "Y/n?" You stood very still, eyes unconsciously glued to the man's face. Izuku frowned in spite of your vision. Why were you staring at that guy so intently? A hint of jealousy was shown through his countenance. "Y/n," he said again, his voice low and gruff. "...Why're you staring at that guy?" Still no response. He stepped from your side to in front of you. No reaction. It was then that he got a good look at you and noticed your empty expression. Worried, he set down his grocery bags and softly cupped your face, tilting it up at him slightly. His thumbs lightly caressed your cheeks, slowly waking you up out of your trance. "...you okay, honey?" he inquired, finally able to get some sort of sign out of you. You chuckled, leaning into the palm of one of his hands.

"Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about you," you replied simply, a wide grin on your face. His heart jumped in excite as soon as those words left your lips.

"Oh..w...well—if you could—maybe possibly—if it's not too much—I..." He stumbled on his words and huffed at his giddiness. Breathe in, breathe out. "...look at me...rest your eyes on me...it feels nice to have your gaze on me..."

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[hopeluna]

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 ⋆ ۪ — Barista!Izuku Midoriya

♡! hope's notes: this is 50% unrealistic and 50% self indulgent. Tell me what u think lol <3

It's 7 in the morning when you realise that you're truly, utterly fucked.

You try to convince yourself that it was really your alarm's fault for not waking you up. Because now you are desperately trying to shove everything in your bag, while chewing on the world's driest granola bar and make your way out of your apartment.

You do the calculation in your head as you make your way down the stairs, trying not to trip. Your class is supposed start at 7:15, so you have approximately 5 minutes to get a much needed cup of coffee. And then you need to make run for your class which is 15 minutes, hoping to whatever deity that you'll reach there in 10 minutes.

A groan of frustration escapes you on the sidewalk at the utter slow pace the lady is moving in front of you, talking animatedly on the phone.

You've been late to class enough times this entire week that you're convinced your professor is going to shoot you in the head today. The first thing you notice in front of the cafe is how cute and cozy it looked. Like something straight out of a rom-com set.

There were small little coffee shops like this scattered through almost every road corner outside the campus. Coffee shops, cheap diners and stationaries all looking out for their target customers, drained college students.

This particular coffee shop, you had realised one day talking with your friends, was new and untouched by your hands. You knew that logically it wasn't a great time right now to experiment newly opened shops, no matter how much your friends had been praising the place but you were already late, and the decor and smell of roasted coffee beans seemed too appetizing to pass up.

The gentle chime of the bell at the entrance almost made you forget that your life could possibly be on the line in less than 10 minutes. Your shoulders loose some tension at the faint but noticeable fragrance in the air, the smell of coffee and the muffled sounds of students clicking away on their computers, couples chatting away in excitement and the sound of the workers behind the counter.

Oh yeah, you were definitely forgetting about class for some minutes.

Tapping your fingers to a random rhythm, your eyes immediately go to the cheapest drink on the big menu overhead the counter. Being a college student, you weren't really raking up the big bucks and would rather like to be able to afford instant ramen in the future.

And that's when it happened.

You swore that you almost went blind for about 2 seconds at the absolute beaming, sunshine-filled smile the barista gave you. The simple words "what can I get for you today?" suddenly sounded like the most holiest piece of angel music coming out of his mouth. He was cute, like a lot, with lush green curls falling messily atop his head, freckles doted like stars across his cheeks. You briefly registered the small "Midoriya" name plate attached to his shirt.

"Um, e-excuse me?"

"Yes?"

"I- what can I get you, ma'am?"

"Your number, hopefully"

Shit. The wide eyes and the full flush creeping up on his cheeks made you almost shriek in horror, you didn't mean to say that aloud. Suddenly, the once calming air felt stifling and uncomfortable.

"Uh! I mean- no!", wincing at your own volume, you suddenly wished that the earth would just open up and swallow you whole. "You see, um, that was- a joke! A bad joke!". It took all your strength to not bash your head on the counter under your sweaty palms, cringing at yourself.

The nervous laugh that "Midoriya" let out certainly didn't help the situation either.

You felt the tension lifting off your chest when a girl came up to the counter to ask for more creamer. The next course of action was probably not your proudest moment, definitely something you would look back at and curse yourself for. In your defence, your mind felt scrambled and fried at the whole interaction, so you did the only thing your brain managed to comprehend. You ran.

A few minutes later, already at your campus, you stopped for a second for breath. The frustrated whine you let out next was met with some questioning glances your way that you could not be bothered about right now, your mind only swirling with one thing.

You didn't even get your fucking coffee.

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[10liver]

My new obsession is Izuku, mainly because I love the fact he's soft 90% of the time, but that singular 10%.. that 10% js hits me. So here's some brain rot.

Cw; Smut, dom!Izuku Midoriya, Fem!Reader, light fluff, squirting, sex

"Fuck, you wanna tease me so damn much but when I retaliate all you wanna do is act like a whiny brat." The fluffy green haired hero tuts, gripping your hair to pull your head back into his toned chest.

He grins, the ends of his eyes squinting ever so slightly before he opens his mouth, hovering over your neck with an excited look as he watches your expression in the mirror.

You yelp in pain and pleasure at the feeling of his sharp canines digging into your neck, hard enough to leave a mark but not enough to break skin before he licks over the mark.

"Close, sweetheart?" He asks with a mostly innocent expression as he slams his hips right into yours, a soft grunt leaving his lips as he felt your gummy walls constrict around his cock.

You nod stupidly, unable to form a word, let alone a complete sentence. Your thighs tremble, clit bruised and puffy after cumming how many times now.

"Use your words."

"S'close, so so so so close, cumming!" You babble, eyes rolling back as creamy white sprays of cum squirt around his cock, messing up the floor beneath you as your vision goes white.

You feel calloused fingers slip between your thighs as Izuku feels for the newfound sprays of cum. He's silent for a moment before gently kissing your neck, "You did such a great job pretty girl."

You hum tiredly before going limp in his grasp. He happily holds you against his chest as he leans back into the wall while gently circling and caressing your hips and waist with roughly padded fingers.

"G'nna tease me again?"

"Maybe."

"Try again."

"..No."

"Good girl."

You slap his leg when you feel him buck his hips up into you, elicting a hearty chuckle from your number one hero.

"I love you, [Y/N]."

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[nivtee]

: ̗̀➛ THE DOOR. midoriya izuku

midoriya izuku x fem!reader

smut ! talking during sex ! blurb

midoriya has waited all week and he won't let anything interrupt him

— midoriya who begs you to let him eat you out as soon as he walks into your dorm room

— the last time he'd been down there, you two had been interrupted by one of your friends demanding you head into town, and deku, being the sweet boy he is, let you go without hassle

— he did have to fuck his fist right after you left but that was okay

— but today, as soon as training ends, he's pushed your through the entrance of his dorm, so your friends can't come looking for you again

— and then your front is pressed against the door, back arched and hands gripping onto whatever divits you could find.

— his hands spread apart your cheeks, and he moans, genuinely moans, as seeing your glistening cunt fluttering around nothing.

— you aren't even naked, your skirt simply bunched around your waist and your tights and panties pulled down around your ankles. midoriya is still fully dressed, but his shirt is unbuttoned.

— its barely a second that you get without his lips pressed against you, and then his tongue is pressing in and slipping through your folds and you cant think

— you're moaning against the door, izuku has his face pressed so far between your cheeks you think he'd suffocate, and you can feel the tip of his nose press against the pink rim of your hole.

— "midoirya? you in there?"

— its fucking todoroki.

— you go to straighten up and get yourself presentable, pushing off the door, but then midoriya is pushing his finger through the fluttering mucle of your ass, and you have to shove your hand into your mouth to bite back a moan.

— "hey todoroki! you need something?"

— somehow holds a full length conversation with todoroki in between tonguing your slit and lapping at your juices.

— you smack him at the end of it.

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[thepaperpanda]

Rock-Solid Wishes  || Eijiro Kirishima x f!Reader

Summary: you and the rest of Class 1-A prepare a surprise party for Kirishima

Author: Bear & Cass

A/N: since our beloved Red Riot has a birthday today, we decided to write a little fluffy fic to celebrate the occasion 💗💗

Kirishima Eijiro woke up to the sound of his alarm clock blaring a cacophony of noise in his ear. It was another day, just like any other day, or so he thought. As he stretched and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

Today was his birthday, a fact he hadn't mentioned to anyone in his class. After all, they were all heroes-in-training with plenty of their own concerns. And birthdays, well, they were just another day, right?

But as he sat up in bed, that nagging feeling persisted. He looked around his room, noticing the familiar posters of his favorite heroes on the walls, and it hit him: he felt alone. It wasn't the kind of loneliness that came from a lack of company; it was the absence of a connection, a feeling of being adrift.

Slipping on his uniform, Kirishima made his way to the common area, still pondering what to do with his day. He'd never been one to seek attention or make a fuss about his own birthday. 

"Good morning, Kirishima-kun!” You waved at him from the couch, while enjoying some fancy morning tea that Momo decided to make.

Kaminari approached Kirishima right after your little greeting. "Heey there, man! You are up a little later than usual. You good?"

Kirishima grinned at your greeting, "Morning, Y/N-chan!"

Turning to Kaminari, he chuckled, "Yeah, I guess I slept in a bit. Just needed some extra rest, you know?"

Mina, who was practically bouncing with energy, couldn't help herself, "Hey! How was your night? Did you dream of anything exciting?"

Midoriya chimed in, "Yeah, Kirishima, did you have any cool dreams?" 

Kirishima blinked and chuckled, the warmth of his friends' greetings filling the room. "Well, I might have had a dream about climbing a giant, unbreakable mountain, but other than that, it was just a regular night. Thanks for asking, guys!"

Bakugo scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned against the counter. "Only he could dream about something that stupid."

"Giant, unbreakable wall. Sounds just like you, Kirishima. Here, something for a good morning," Momo said, handing him a cup of warm tea.

"Hey, what's with that uniform, man?," Denki asked, wrapping his arm around Kirishima's shoulders and tugging on his tie slightly. "Don't you know we have a day off today? No need to be all fancy today."

Kirishima chuckled at Bakugo's comment. "Well, it's a dream, right? No rules in dreamland."

Taking the cup of tea from Momo, he nodded gratefully, "Thanks, Yaoyorozu!"

He grinned when Denki pointed out his uniform, "Oh yeah? Why? Nevermind. My bad then! Guess I got caught up in the routine. Thanks, dude." Kirishima loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button, feeling more at ease.

Midoriya smiled, "It's nice to have a day off for a change, right, Kirishima? We can just relax and do whatever we want!"

Tokoyami, who had been quietly sipping his tea, added, "Indeed. It's a chance to recharge and be ourselves outside of our hero duties."

"Yes, we can take a break from tests and Aizawa-sensei being scary," you sighed before taking a sip of the delicious tea.

"From what Iida said, Aizawa-sensei was needed somewhere. Some kind of emergency, and since 1-A is the best class there is, Nezu decided to let us have a day off," Sero explained.

"OH! I know! We can go out somewhere! Just have some fun while we have the day off!" Uraraka said excitedly. "Deku, let's go, and we can take Kirishima with us!"

Kirishima grinned at the prospect of a day off from tests and Aizawa's stern supervision. "Yeah, a break from the hero grind sounds awesome."

He chuckled when Sero shared the reason for their day off, "Leave it to Nezu-senpai to come up with a plan like that."

When Uraraka suggested going out for some fun, Kirishima's eyes lit up, "That's a great idea, Uraraka! I'm in! Let's make the most of our day off!"

Mina leaned in, whispering to Uraraka, "Don't forget, we gotta make sure Kirishima has an extra great day today. I'm super curious about his reaction."

"Don't worry. Just let us know when we can bring him back," Uraraka whispered and then turned to Kirishima. "Eijiro, I bet you know about some interesting places we can visit today."

Kirishima nodded, thinking for a moment. "Well, there's this cool park nearby. It's got a really nice walking trail and some fun activities. We could go check that out, or if there's anywhere else you guys want to go, I'm up for it!" 

He was eager to spend the day with his friends, especially if it involved having a good time and relaxing.

"Sounds fun! Let's go there, and then we'll see what we can do next. But you should change first, Kirishima," she suggested.

Denki patted his back. "She's right! It would be a shame to get your school uniform all dirty."

Kirishima grinned, appreciating the concern of his friends. "You're right. I'll change into something more suitable for a day of fun at the park. Thanks, guys!"

Kirishima quickly changed into a red T-shirt, black jeans, and a pair of comfortable sneakers. He returned with his usual enthusiastic grin and ready for a day of fun. "All set and ready to go!"

"We are ready too!" Ochaco waved at him while standing near the door with Izuku. "Oh, I am so excited! Let's go, let's go!"

"Have fun, Kirishima-kun! You two as well!" you said loudly.

Kirishima joined Uraraka and Midoriya by the door, and as they headed out, he couldn't help but feel the excitement in the air. "Yeah, let's go have a blast!"

At the park, they had a great time playing on the swings, going for a walk along the picturesque trail, and trying out the various park activities. The day was filled with laughter and fun, a well-deserved break from their hero training.

"Aaaaaaaaaand, they are out," you put your cup away and immediately got up from the sofa. "Mina? Sero? Denki? Do you have everything?" you asked.

The boys nodded eagerly. "Heck yeah, we do! I've never spent so much money on birthday decorations, but for my man Kirishima, it's worth it. I'll go grab them from my room," Denki summed up and ran to his room with Sero right behind him.

"Y/N?" Momo looked at you. "What about the cake? Sato can't join us, and he is the best when it comes to baking."

You only gave her a mischievous smile. "Oh, don't worry, I have plan B!"

Just moments later, you were standing next to Bakugo. "Ooooh, Kachan..."

Bakugo twitched and immediately growled. "Don't call me that! The hell do you want?"

"Well, we need a cake for Kiri, and you are one of the few people who actually know their way around the kitchen, so," you said as sweetly as you could.

"Nope," he shook his head.

Tokoyami looked at them from the couch, "Bakugo, are you saying you can't handle a simple cake? I'll even bet on it."

Mina continued decorating, creating a lively and colorful birthday atmosphere.

You gave him a smug smile, knowing full well this would work.

"I mean, even Izuku can bake a cake, but I guess it's too much for our Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight."

"Shut up, bird face! And you two weirdo!" Bakugo snapped. "Fine! You want a cake for weird hair, then fine! I need basic stuff and lots of chocolate, and find me Icy-Hot. I'll need his quirk."

"You got it!" Nodding eagerly, you gave a thumbs-up to Tokoyami.

Tokoyami couldn't help but smile as he witnessed Bakugo grudgingly accept the challenge. He knew that Bakugo's pride would push him to prove he could bake a cake.

As he got up to go find Shoto, he was surprised to see Shoto entering the common room with a paper bag in hand. "Well, it seems like everyone's pitching in for Kirishima's birthday. Good timing, Todoroki."

Shoto nodded, his usual calm demeanor. "I heard you need a hand with preparations. I went to the store for paper hats. I thought it would add to the celebration."

"Bakugo needs you," Tokoyami gave Shoto a glance.

Shoto raised an eyebrow, his usual stoic expression revealing a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected Bakugo to ask for his help, but he simply nodded and walked casually toward the kitchen. He was willing to assist since it was for Kirishima's special day.

"I don't need him, but I need his damn quirk," Bakugo rolled his eyes, annoyed. "I'll need it for preparing chocolate."

You quickly ran to your room and brought back all the stuff Bakugo requested for the cake. "Oh, Shoto! Wonderful idea. Paper hats will be perfect. Thank you so much. I just hope Tsu and Iida will be back soon with snacks, and I also got this shooting confetti for everyone."

Shoto approached Bakugo with a somewhat puzzled expression, his head tilted slightly to one side. He wasn't entirely sure how to assist Bakugo in this baking endeavor, but he was eager to help. He quietly awaited instructions, resembling a curious puppy unsure of what to do next. "So?"

Bakugo scoffed and snatched the bag from your hands. "Just follow my lead, Icy-Hot."

You jumped in your place, clapping your hands. Everything was slowly settling in its place like a puzzle! Everyone was eager to make this day special for Kiri.

While the cake was slowly prepared and decorations found their rightful places, you went to Jiro, who promised to prepare a CD for the birthday party.

Shoto continued to work with Bakugo, carefully heating the bowl of chocolate, ensuring it reached the right consistency. He occasionally scooped a bit to taste, emitting a contented hum as he did. 

Jiro had finished preparing the CD and had set up the audio equipment in the common room. Everything was coming together nicely for Kirishima's birthday celebration. "I hope he'll like the music," said the girl.

"I bet he will! I picked his favorite bands!" You assured, clapping your hands.

The only sound you could hear in the common room was everyone's chatter as they prepared the surprises. There was also the sound of Bakugo yelling in the kitchen, but it's not like it could surprise anyone.

Everything was coming together as you had planned, and you were so grateful for your friends.

Mina, with the assistance of Tokoyami and Denki, had finished setting up the decorations. 

Iida arrived with snacks, further contributing to the festive atmosphere.

Meantime, Kirishima eventually realized he hadn't eaten yet and his stomach rumbled. He turned to his friends. "Hey, how about we return to the dorm? I'm hungry..." The boy asked.

Midoriya nodded, sitting on a swing. "Sure!"

Ochaco checked her phone, seeing information from you and Mina that the party is ready. She poked Izuku and nodded her head, letting him know they could go back.

Back at the dorm, you made sure everything was as it should be. The only thing that made you worried was the cake since it looked like a rock and it was hard.

"Don't worry, dumbass! It's a good cake, it just has a thick layer of chocolate, so it looks like a rock. There's regular sponge cake with cream under it," Bakugo said.

"Wooooow! Look at that! Bakubro is really good in the kitchen! Not only with cooking!" Denki gasped, looking over your shoulder. All you could do is agree with him.

"Everyone! Lights out! Hide and get your confetti cannons, they are almost here!" Iida yelled.

You looked at Denki and quickly went to hide.

Bakugo wasn't really interested, so he just crouched down behind the counter.

Sero turned off the light, and everyone went quiet.

Kirishima, Uraraka, and Midoriya returned to the dorm, and Kirishima couldn't help but feel surprised by the quiet and darkness. Something wasn't clearly okay. "Where is everyone?" Kirishima whispered. "What if something happened when we were gone?!"

Midoriya put his hand on Kirishima's shoulder. "I think it's just the issue with electricity."

"Yes... I will go check," claimed Uraraka.

Quietly, they joined the others, receiving their own confetti cannons and party hats.

You counted to three, and then the lights went on. Everyone jumped out of their hiding spots and yelled, "Happy birthday, Eijiro!" while firing their cannons, bringing a colorful shower upon Kirishima.

Mina was one of the first to reach Kirishima, jumping at him and hugging him tightly, her excitement contagious. "All the best, birthday boy!"

Todoroki unleashed a mix of icy and fiery sparks beside shooting from his confetti cannon, creating a spectacular display. 

Tokoyami's Dark Shadow picked Kirishima up, and the entire room erupted in cheers and applause. "Long live the Red Riot!"

Kirishima's eyes lit up with surprise and happiness as he took in the wonderful birthday surprise prepared by his friends. "Oh God, guys!!"

"C'mon! Don't tell us that you thought we forgot," Denki laughed. "How could we forget the birthday of our best buddy!"

You nodded. "Happy Birthday, Eijiro!" you yelled, jumping happily.

"C'mon, put him down. It's cake time," Bakugo said, placing the cake on the table. "You'll need this," he added, handing Kirishima a little wooden hammer.

Kirishima beamed with excitement and gratitude, truly touched by the heartfelt surprise from his friends. "You guys are the best! I had no idea you were planning all this."

He accepted the little wooden hammer from Bakugo, ready to take on the cake. "Thanks, Katsuki! Let's do this!" Kirishima's enthusiasm was infectious, and he raised the wooden hammer, preparing to strike the unique cake.

Everyone watched, excited to see the cake on the inside when the main door suddenly opened, grabbing everyone's attention.

Aizawa walked in, holding Eri by the hand. "Oh, don't mind me. I just brought one more guest who wanted to wish Kirishima a happy birthday. Go on, just like I told you," Shota encouraged. 

Eri nodded and walked up to Kirishima. "Happy Birthday, Eijiro! I hope all your wishes will come true!" the girl said.

All the girls melted seeing Eri being a sweetheart, and some of the boys did too!

Kirishima couldn't hold back his emotions as he hugged Eri tightly. "Thank you so much, Eri-chan! That's really sweet of you. I'm so happy you came!"

Dark Shadow started the CD player and some lively music could be heard, and the party continued with laughter, fun, and a heartwarming sense of togetherness.

After sharing the cake and even more wishes, everyone brought Kirishima a gift. Even Eri got him something small. The biggest surprise was that Bakugo actually had a gift for him. The only person who didn't give him a gift was you.

You caught Kirishima and gave him a tight hug. "Happy Birthday, Kiri! I hope you're enjoying yourself! It's your special day!"

Kirishima held you close, feeling truly grateful for the friends he had. "I'm having an amazing day, Y/N. Thanks to all of you, it's the best birthday ever."

"Oh, don't thank me! I couldn't have pulled it off without our wonderful friends!" You giggled, squeezing him as hard as you could. "I'm so happy you like it, Kiri!"

Kirishima sat in his dorm room, feeling content and exhausted after the wonderful surprise party thrown by his friends. He reflected on the day and couldn't help but smile. It had been a birthday to remember, filled with love and laughter. Now, he was ready to rest and recharge for the days to come.

You knocked on the door, waiting for permission to enter.

Kirishima called out from inside, "Come in!"

"Well, hello there, birthday boy," you said, entering the room and closing the door behind yourself. "How do you feel after the great birthday party?"

Kirishima gave you a warm smile. "I feel amazing, honestly. It was the best birthday ever. Thanks to all our friends and, of course, to you for planning it all. I couldn't have asked for a better day."

You walked to him and hugged him tightly. "I was worried you would be upset with us pretending it's just a regular day. You have no idea how happy I am that you enjoyed it so much."

Kirishima returned the hug, holding you close. "Mad? Nah, I thought it was awesome! You all really got me there. And, honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm lucky to have friends like ours, and to have you in my life. It was perfect."

"My Kiri," you smiled and kissed his temple. "Oh! Right! Wait." After a moment, you presented him with a box. "I wanted to give it to you when we are alone."

Kirishima looked at the box, his curiosity piqued. He took it from you and carefully opened it, revealing the contents.

It was a cute, handmade keychain of Crimson Riot. "Happy Birthday again, Eijiro," you said quietly.

Kirishima examined the keychain with a bright smile. "This is amazing! Thank you so much. It's perfect, just like you." He leaned in and gave you a gentle kiss, expressing his gratitude and affection, rubbing his nose against yours later.

You giggled, rubbing your noses together. "I bet you're tired. How about some evening cuddles? Just to cap off this fine day?"

Kirishima nodded, agreeing to the idea of ending his special day with some sweet cuddles. The two of you snuggled up together, finding comfort and warmth in each other's presence, and slowly drifted off to sleep. It truly had been a fantastic birthday, and Eijiro couldn't have asked for a better way to end it.

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[hopeluna-archived]

Katsuki's version

Shoto's version

Shinsou's version

M.list

Husband Izuku! who wakes you up with light kisses peppered all over your face, smiling lovingly as you groan sleepily, muttering a "five more minutes" under your breath.

Husband Izuku! who you drag along to your shopping spree. Him just standing there with a smile as you try on some clothes.

Husband Izuku! who thinks you look beautiful in anything.

Husband Izuku! who even after years of being with you looks at you with a lovestruck expression on his face.

Husband Izuku! who lazily hugs you from behind, burying his face in your neck, tired after a long night of patrolling.

Husband Izuku! who can't help but tear up a little when you tell him his scars are beautiful.

Husband Izuku! with his favourite time being the weekends when he gets to stay in, cooking with you, doing the laundry with you, and other chores around the house.

Husband Izuku! who cherishes these domestic moments with you more than anything.

Husband Izuku! who is always there to support your goals. Motivating you, being your rock through out it all.

Husband Izuku! with whom you grow. You both learn to help each other grow as a person, to go through life supporting each other.

Husband Izuku! who sometimes thinks he doesn't deserve you.

Husband Izuku! who is so loving and caring, you sometimes think you don't deserve him.

Husband Izuku! who promises you he'll come back everytime he leaves for a mission.

Husband Izuku! who keeps that promise.

Husband Izuku! who rambles on about you to his friends.

"Guys I think I have a crush on Y/N...."

"Izuku.....she's your wife"

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Comments and reblogs are appreciated!! Do not repost or claim as yours though, its not cool.

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[serxinns]

Yandere Villkan Bakusquad Vs hero Dekusquad pt 2

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: Yandere behaviors, Stalking, deep obsession, taking pictures without consent, and touching without permission

(I do not support or encourage this behavior AT ALL if somebody you know is acting similarly to this, Please cut all contact with them and stay safe this is NOT healthy)

Vil Bakusquad

•They would do anything to get your attention and destroy buildings even torture another Villian just to send you the video and send it to you to see your scared expression

(hehe this was Lady-ashfade idea 😈)

•If you ever had merch they will completely rob that store that sells it dry nobody needs your merch other than Them

•they have a room filled with photos, Items, and merch dedicated to you and they can't wait to show you it when they capture you again

•while battling they'll always be so dazed and distracted when you are trying to fight them or other villains, The way the wind makes hair flow in a badass way, the way your hero suit looks on you while fighting, and how hot you look when ur Hero suit is all messed up showing parts of your skin (don't u dare act sus 🤨📸)

Needless to say, they're all flustered and immediately taking pictures

•even if you get pissed at them for ruining and city putting people at risk they'll still find it cute even when you yell at them, they just can't help it you look like a puppy throwing a fit and the way your cheeks puff up and you turn red makes them wanna pick your little cheeks and kiss them!

• They get super jealous if another villain tries to replace them or tries to plan on kidnapping you or try to destroy you they'll be so enraged and the next thing you know you see that the villain you fought on the news they were found bones broken and neck twisted its a MESS

•Bakugo is the mean but soft type he would always degrade u saying how weak of a hero you are just to get you riled up even more just to see that cute face Bakugod that type

•Kirishima is the good cop bad cop type he always tries to convince you that being a villain is much safer and that Dekusquad are the bad guys and he's also bakugos right-hand man he's pretty much of a delusional type he thinks ur getting corrupted by these hero's you call "Friends" and need to be saving so they could teach you the rights and wrongs

•Denki loves to tease and flirt with you while in battle trying to make you he's the type to say the most unhinged thing without hesitation so he can see your reactions and coo at them his favorite is when you get scared he loves to see you flustered, embarrassed or scared it makes him have that shit-eating grin

Sero is more of a manipulative and possessive type he seems like a chill person who just goes along with the group but deep inside is just as obsessive as the rest of them dude would get angry easily every time he sees you talk with someone and when your away he beats them up and tapes them up somewhere

•Mina is clingy and a bit sadist type she is always taunted. about how much of how cute you are in your hero suit and fantasize about how she wanna use her acid to burn your costume and maybe your skin

•Bakusquad would always try to find a way to "Take you away from harm" but the Dekusquad was like "HELL NO" and always ruined their plans, For example, bakugo and Kirishima were going to get you while you were alone he planned that if they snatch u up while it's alone then no one will find you it was just when the 2 boys were about to jump out he saw todoroki and his worse enemy Deku walking beside you and bakugo and Kirishima glared at how Deku and Todoroki were looking at you like you were there's how Deku was holding your hand and shoots arm was wrapped around your shoulders Kirishima snarled while bakugo growled how dare that scum gets to touch what's theirs but no worries if they ever get you they'll never let you go

Hero Dekusquad

•Ever since Bakusquad has taken a like over you they have been more protective than ever

•Iida insisted that you should train more with him( even on the weekends) and give you advice about how to protect yourself and would give you things like pepper spray, hidden weapon items, and even a taser! Even if you reassure them that you'll be ok he'll always excuse the "you'll never know what will happen"

•izuku and Shoto will take turns walking you to your house checking around their surroundings and making sure that nobody is following you home once you get home they'll secretly stay around your house checking if the bakusquad will come to Shoto convince you to get a ring camera in your house just in case.

•Ochako was like ur knight and shining armor as much as she swoons over you saving her she also wanted to protect you she always wanted a sleepover cause she's scared (and to make sure no villains will break in) When you go to sleep she makes sure that every door, window and even attic is locked up tight she watches out in the night to be sure that mine doesn't hang around on those trees or Kirishima secretly taking photos

•Tsuyu is like Uraraka but a bit more chill Uraraka she'll also make excuses to sleep in your room to protect you and will reassure you that no villain is going to get you and the 2 of you cuddle up while Tsuyu sings you to sleep or either give u cute head pats if Uraraka come over as well she'll bake sweets for the 2 of you and watch movies to get your fear off villains ever coming here

•The dekusquad all live together while u live alone but like a few blocks away from their house

• izuku and Shoto will also help you when you training with Iida Izuku hyping you up and showing you new moves to try out while Shoto makes sure you drink plenty of water and helps you take a break maybe massages ur shoulders or brings you somewhere relaxing and quiet once our training is done

• Mina, Ochako, and Tsuyu would always bicker with each other about who knows y/n more and who they prefer is safer

Ochako: what do you know about y/n you haven't been hanging out as much as We do

Mina: Oh really ~ *Shows them a scrapbook* This is all the photos we had together! (There are pictures of y/n sleeping and y/n going into their favorite restaurant and even changing)

Tsuyu: *Gets pissed* that's stalking not Getting to know them you psycho! *kero*

Mina: Same thing 🙄

*Boys version

Bakugo: give it up damn Deku just give us the little hero and no one gets hurt *Does an evil smirk*

Izuku: Back away kaccha they're safe with us who knows what you'll do to them!

Kirishima: Oh please like heroes are any better

Shoto: we aren't that type of hero so might as well back off

Denki *Giggles maniacally* or what? Y/n is gonna be with us sooner or later~

Iida: As If!

Sero: Our Amor is gonna come with us whether you like it or not

Y/n: I JUST WANNA EAT MY DOUGHNUT IN PEACE IS THAT HARD TO ASK?!?!?

•If you talk with any hero they'll quickly make an excuse just to pull you away from them as possible if a hero ever tries to be mean or bully you for not being "Good enough" then they'll blackmail that hero so their life will be ruined and would even out some fake rumors here and there

•They would break any law just to make sure you are happy using ur quirk without permission? No worries bribe the boss! Do buildings get destroyed due to your quirk? spread a rumor that some villains did it, accidentally kill a villain? shoto gonna be hiring some good lawyers

•In conclusion they loved you dearly and wouldn't trade anything in the world for you even if those nasty villains get a hand on you They would be dead the second they found them~"

#yandere oneshot #yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere ua #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere mha #tw stalking #Tw touching #yandere dekusquad #yandere bakusquad #yandere bakugou #yandere kirishima #Yandere mina ashido #yandere denki #yandere sero #yandere izuku midoriya #Yandere ochako Ururarka #yandere Tsuyu #yandere shoto todoroki #Yandere iida tenya

[todayisawthewhxlewxrld]

"hey Lucid Dreamer make up your mind, caught on the other side."

"you dream for the one you swoon."

synopsis// a boy you believed to simply be a figment of your imagination ends up being real.

pairing// izuku midoriya x gn!reader

word count// 3.4k

contents// fluff? maybe like a hint of angst? UA is a hero college, y/n's quirk is never told/explained but plot armor yk.

notes// i feel like this kinda sucks n is kinda cringe bc i wrote this MONTHS ago but i digress !! anyway omg guess what... this is actually inspired by a song... omg i know ive never done that before how unique!!! the song is the dreamer by I the mighty (my fav so good ughhhh)

You lean against the sink, palms flat against the countertop, your head hovering over the sink bowl, water dripping from your face. You, in a poor and ultimately futile attempt, splashed yourself with water to try and calm your nerves. Tomorrow was your first day at college, but not just any college; no, it was your first day at UA, the ultimate hero college. How could you not be nervous for something like that? You sigh deeply before standing up straight and grabbing a nearby towel to dry your face off; once finished, you begrudgingly shut the bathroom light off and make your way back into your room. You stop at the side of your bed, looking down at your bedside table and the clock on it.

The clock reads one a.m., and you groan; even if you somehow manage to fall asleep right now, you’ll still be completely dead in the morning. You ignore that thought and slip back under your covers, sighing. You lie there for what seems like an eternity with your eyes closed, tossing and turning, trying desperately to fall asleep but to no avail. You quickly return to lying flat on your back before turning your head to the side to check the time. You let out the loudest and most guttural groan in frustration, realizing it’s barely been ten minutes. Once you’ve accepted that you can’t fall asleep and probably aren’t going to for a long while, you decide to just lay there glaring at your ceiling, as if that would help your situation at all. Eventually, your mind starts to wonder toward everything and anything, from your first day of UA tomorrow to your childhood, and you suddenly remember him.

You frown at his remembrance; you haven’t thought about him in ages, nor have you seen him in ages—which makes sense given that the him in question is an imaginary friend from your youth, and typically, most college students don’t have imaginary friends anymore. Now that the first thought of him has occurred, you can’t stop the rest from coming. Recalling how you spent your entire childhood with him. You first met him a few months before you turned five. You had just come to the realization that you weren’t a late bloomer in developing your quirk; no, you simply didn't have one. So it’s safe to say that almost five-year-old-you was absolutely devastated and you cried yourself to sleep that night.

You ended up waking up in a cold sweat, soon realizing that this was not your bed—nor your room, for that matter. There were All-Might posters plastered all over the walls, and even the new sheets that covered you were All-Might themed. After looking around the room in confusion, your attention was drawn to a desk in the far corner of the room and the video playing on the computer that sat atop it. You made your way out of the bed and toward the desk only to find a little boy sitting there, a boy who didn't seem shocked to see you there at all. After a few minutes of talking with him, you learn his name is Izuku, and he’s also quirkless like you, something you were excited about considering how terrible and alienated you felt about it.

The two of you were inseparable after that day, or as inseparable as you and a figment of your imagination could be. Considering that you only ever saw him once you fell asleep, you spent more time sleeping than what would be deemed healthy your whole childhood, constantly sleeping just to spend time with your only (imaginary) friend. You appreciated having him around since he was constantly going through the same things you were at the same time. Like when, you realized you truly were just a late bloomer in middle school, and then that night when you saw Izuku, it turned out he was also a late bloomer. Though it was bittersweet, yes, you appreciated it, but how sad and lonely were you that your brain felt the need to provide you with an imaginary companion for all of your huge life experiences?

Though in high school you stopped seeing him when you slept completely, you were relieved at first to finally feel normal. Relieved to not be the only teenager who still had an imaginary friend, but that relief very quickly faded when you realized how lonely you were without him. Even though he wasn't real, Izuku was your closest and dearest friend, and you missed him so much it hurt. Most days, you'd take sleeping pills in hopes of seeing him again, but to no avail, your childhood best friend seemed to have been completely wiped from your brain. So you accepted it; it took a long time, but you eventually came to terms with the fact that he was just your imaginary friend, and that was all he’d ever be; he wasn't real, and he’d never be, so you stopped thinking of him. Until tonight, when you ended up dozing off while thinking about him. 

☆。*。☆。☆。*。☆。☆。*。☆。☆。*。☆。☆。

You groan as you awaken to a faint light shining in your face. Your eyes shoot open when you remember that you didn't leave any lights on or leave your curtains open.

You’re not in your room.

Your heart begins to race.

You are not in your room.

You sit up straight, anxious yet impatient, and are pleasantly surprised to see the familiar walls filled with All-Might posters and the familiar All-Might themed bed sheets, which you can't help but laugh at because if Izuku ages when you do, he'll be a college student with All-Might sheets. Suddenly, your gaze darts all around the room, hoping to spot Izuku, but he's nowhere to be found, and you frown.

“I can make up his room again, but not him?” you mumble angrily to yourself.

You get out of his bed with a sigh and begin looking around his room; everything is mostly the same as you remembered it, but there are some new things. There are new pictures of him and his friends on his walls scattered amid the All-Might posters, as well as clothes thrown haphazardly on his floor and a messier desk. All in all, it appears to be his room, but a more mature version, which you chalk up to your brain just taking after your own room since it seems like your brain likes to do that a lot. You attempt to pick up some things from his desk only to be brutally reminded that anything you touch here simply ripples away before returning to normal, as if you just touched a puddle of water. Except for his bed, you can't physically interact with anything here. You dont hear the door creak open because you're too busy glaring at the stuff on his desk that you can't touch.

“Y/n?” someone calls out breathlessly from behind you. 

You whip around so fast that you momentarily lose your balance, mouth agape, as you stare at the boy in front of you. “Izuku?”

He cracks the largest grin you’ve ever seen from him. He looks exactly how you remember him, yet different all at once. He still has his curly green hair that messily falls in his face despite his best efforts, and his cheeks are still permanently flushed with his constellations of freckles, but this Izuku is bigger. He’s tall and lean, you can see all the muscles that have grown on him, and you think if you ran a finger down his jawline, it would cut you. But it doesn't matter; you can't touch him anyway; he's not real.

“Holy shit! I can't believe it's you!” He exclaims excitedly, and he looks just like he used to when he would tell you about All-Might as a child.

You can't help but giggle at his excitement because you're feeling the exact same way. “When did you start cussing?” you ask, still giggling.

He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “Ah well, I picked it up from a friend of mine…”

“It’s really nice to see you, Izuku," you mumble softly with a grin as you take a step forward toward him.

Izuku’s entire face turns into the perfect hue of pink. “It's really nice to see you too, Y/n,” he mumbles back, “I missed you.”

He’s not real, what are you doing?

“I missed you too,” you say without missing a beat.

Izuku poorly attempts to bite back from smiling even harder than he’s already been this whole time as he walks to his bed. Once he's sat down, he pats the space next to him, and you go wide-eyed. He remembers that you can only interact with his bed?

You sigh and murmur to yourself, “Of course he remembers; he’s pretty much you, Y/n.”

He tilts his head at you. “What’d you say?”

You shake your head quickly and sit down. “Nothing,” you squeak out far too hastily for belief. 

“Where have you been?” He blurts out quietly, and the way his voice wobbles ever so slightly sends a twinge of agony directly to your heart. God, your brain is very good at making him seem like he has actual emotions.

You sigh and fidget with your hands, which are resting in your lap. “High school was rough, but at least it's over now, right?”

He hums in agreement. “It was rough for me too... Do you wanna talk about it?”

You shrug. Oh fuck it, why not? This is essentially your brain giving you free therapy; you might as well indulge yourself. “I’ll talk about it if you talk about it.”

He nods enthusiastically. “Deal.”

You sigh before lying down, and he does the same, turning your heads to look at each other. “I’m gonna be honest, high school was only rough for like a few reasons.”

He frowns. “You say that like you think it means it shouldn’t have been rough... Any reason is reason enough.”

You give him a small smile before continuing, “One of them was just me pushing myself to my limit to try to get into college, another was just not really having any friends, and uh... The last one was because I missed you.”

You don’t miss how his eyes practically flutter at your words. “Would you believe me if I said all of those reasons were also why high school was rough for me?”

You hum. Yes, because he's literally just made up to make you feel less alone. “Zuku, you have pictures of yourself with your friends.”

“I know, I know! but I didn’t really make them until senior year…” He explains sheepishly. “You mentioned college; you’re going, right?”

You nod. “Yep, I’m assuming you are too?” 

“Yeah!” he exclaims. “What college are you going to?”

You exhale heavily in defeat, remembering that you do, in fact, have college to attend when you end up waking up from this. “UA, I actually start tomorrow.”

Izuku sits up excitedly. “No way! I’m going to UA too!”

Of course he is.

You sit up with him. “That’s great, Zuku! I’m so proud of you for getting in. Not like it’s been the only thing you’ve ever talked about since we were little.”

He laughs, and if you were standing up, the sound would’ve made you weak in the knees. “I did talk a lot about that, didn't I? But didn’t you also talk about not wanting to go to UA?”

Even though you know he’s not real, you're flustered by how much he remembers about you. “Yeah, changed my mind.”

“And what made you change your mind?” he asks, coyly. 

“Definitely not you.”

“Rude."

“Okay, maybe it was you,” you admit sheepishly, mostly because you’re embarrassed at how a figment of your imagination could have such an effect on you.

He smiles at you warmly and places his hand mere inches away from yours. Lord knows he’d love to hold your hand, but he also knows that if he even tries, you’ll disappear. “I never forgot about you, Y/n.”

You go wide-eyed at his unexpected confession, and a lump forms in your throat. “I—I never forgot about you either, Izuku,” you practically have to choke out the words past the lump in your throat.

“You know, we practically grew up together,” he reminisces fondly. “And we've still never actually, um, I don’t know, met in person?”

Cause he's not real.

“I know.” 

“You should find me,” he whispers, his voice deep and low, and his eyes never looking away from yours, sends shivers down your spine.

You swallow harshly. “Find you?” 

He nods, his gaze still unwavering. “At UA, we’ll both be there. Find me.” 

You can’t.

“Okay."

He smiles softly, but there’s a hint of melancholy in it, and you realize why when he says, “One of us is probably gonna wake up soon.”

You feel your heart drop; he’s right; you’ve been here far longer than usual; it’s only a matter of time. “Izuku."

“Yes?” 

Oh god, this is so humiliating. What has gotten into you? Why are you seriously about to confess to someone who isn’t even real? “Izuku. I lo-“

He puts his hands out in front of him in a stop pose and immediately interrupts you, “Don’t.”

If possible, your heart drops even more; actually, no, it doesn’t drop; it breaks. This is your brain, your imagination. Why is this not going as planned? How is someone you made up rejecting you?

“Don’t?” you ask quietly for confirmation, like you don’t even really want him to clarify what he meant.

“I know what you’re going to say, and I want to say it too, but I want to say it in person.”

Okay, well, that’s never going to happen.

“Izuku.”

“Please?" he pleads, his expression softening. "Find me and tell me that face to face.”

You.

Can’t.

“Okay.” 

He can’t help but smile. “Okay.” 

You return his smile before sighing. Oh fuck it, this is most likely the last time you’ll ever see him again. “I’m going to do something, but the minute I do, we’ll wake up.”

He looks at you wide-eyed, slightly afraid even. “Do wh-“ 

He doesn't have time to finish his sentence before you’re pulling him into your embrace, or you would be if you could touch things here, so the minute you do "touch" him, both of you are rippling away like reflections in a pond.

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You jerked awake at the sound of your alarm clock, sitting straight up. Your chest heaves as you take in the fact that you’re back in your room and you just saw your imaginary friend, whom you're evidently not over, which is, within itself, embarrassing that you even caught feelings for someone who's not real in the first place, but you digress. You cringe as you have to practically peel your covers off of you from how much you were sweating. You quickly find yourself back in your bathroom, your head hovering over the sink and water dripping from your face. You, again in another futile attempt to calm yourself down, tried splashing your face, but like last time, it didn’t work. Every time you close your eyes or let your mind wander for even a second, you're met with Izuku telling you to find him. You can’t seem to escape how he was staring at you, like he could see right through you, like he was real and sentient. Like he wasn’t just a figment of your imagination. You slap your cheeks softly as if to slap the thought away. 

After a few moments, you take a deep breath and point at yourself in the mirror. “No. Nope. We are not going to be delusional today, Y/n. We have places to be,” you say to yourself, half-heartedly.

And someone to find.

You shake your head at the thought before ignoring it ever happened and getting dressed.

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By the time you were finished getting ready, it was already a little past eight in the morning, and class starts at nine, which wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t for the fact that you have to walk. You practically flew out of your house and down toward UA, never stopping for a second, even when you were breathing so heavily that it sounded like you needed medical attention immediately. You start to calm down a bit when you can begin to see UA, but you’re still running, even through the other college students who are calmly heading toward the entrance. But you can’t stop now because, honestly, if you do, your legs would most certainly give out on you and then you really would be late, so it’s either you keep running or you'll tumble to your demise. The closer you get to the entrance, the more people you have to run past and the more crowded it becomes, so it’s no surprise when you run into someone's back just as you're about to enter UA.

“Shit, I’m so sorry!” You exclaim breathlessly as you stumble backward from the impact.

The person stumbles forward momentarily before regaining their footing. They turn around to face you, reassuring: “It’s okay! Don’t wo-“ 

Both of you grow wide-eyed when you’re face to face with each other, and you feel your mouth go dry.

“Izuku?”

“Y/n?”

You don’t say anything; you simply stare at each other in disbelief until recognition flashes in your eyes, then excitement; your whole demeanor shifts as you realize what's happening.

“Izuku!” you exclaim excitedly as you quite literally jump into his arms, causing him to stumble backwards, falling down and taking you with him. You instinctively cover the back of his head with your hands to save it from hitting the pavement. It dawns on both of you simultaneously that you’re touching him. He’s real, you’re real—and you’re touching him, and he’s actually alive. He’s actually a person, a true thing, no longer just a figment of your imagination.

He smiles up at you, who’s straddling him from the fall, your face hovering over his. “You found me.”

You nod fervently. “You’re real,” you remark breathlessly.

Izuku reaches up and cups your cheek with one of his hands. “You’re real.”

You can't say anything or do anything but laugh with glee; he’s real. His curly green hair is real; his constellations of freckles is real; he’s actually real. You push a strand of his hair out of his face and watch how his cheeks flush scarlet.

“You’re staring, Y/n.”

“How can I not?”

You notice his adam's apple bob up and down as he swallows harshly and brings up his remaining free hand to cup your other cheek, both hands engulfing your face, and you know there's no way in hell he doesn't feel his palms burning from your face growing hot.

“Can I kiss you?”

You go wide-eyed, your mouth falls slightly open, and you catch his attention flit down to it before returning to your eyes. You nod slowly and lean down hesitantly.

Izuku meets you half way by lifting his head off the ground, and with his mouth just inches from yours, you close your eyes, nervous from the anticipation. You can feel his breath fan against your face as he prepares to kiss you. But when he does, he doesn't kiss your mouth; he more so kisses the corner of your mouth before pulling away slightly to see you staring at him in confusion, though you aren't confused for long when he suddenly and roughly crashes his lips against yours passionately, as if he’s been waiting for this, dreaming of this, and who's to say he hasn't?

You can't help but smile into the kiss, and he does as well. You pull away slightly, both of you trying to catch your breath, but even so, Izuku is looking at you puzzled and disappointed. Before he can ask why you pulled away, you lean back in and cover his whole face in tiny kisses, eliciting little giggles out of Izuku that make you kiss him even more just to hear the warmth of his laugh.

“I love you,” you mumble inbetween pecks on his face.

Izuku pulls away from your kisses, causing you to stop momentarily and pout, before he's leaning back in and kissing you all over your face.

“I love you.”

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[agendercrisisx]

Playing with Deku’s hair, he’s practically purring and half asleep, his head lying on your chest and his arms wrapped around your waist as some show plays on the TV, and then you accidentally hit a knot (because I imagine him with curly hair and that shit always gets knotted ffs) and Deku fuckin whines- he’s half asleep so he doesn’t even notice but you definitely do and take advantage of your newfound knowledge 👀

Fluffy hair ;) ohh to play with Deku's hair.

When you find a weakness

Izuku Midoriya x gn!reader (amab)

Words: 900

You are laying on your back with Izuku cuddling your front, he is already asleep and as you carefully play with his hair, he nuzzles closer to you. You pull your fingers through his hair again, this time being stopped by a few knots. And as you pull on one of them Izuku whines. He fucking whines, softly and he apparently hasn't discovered what you are doing. You let the man sleep but lock the newfound information away in your brain.

He has just come home from patrol, and you are now massaging the hero. Izuku groans as you hit a tense spot on his neck, you smile down at him and let his neck go. He is laying softly in your lab watching a stupid movie, which has already lost your attention. You move your hands to play with his hair, and slowly move your hands through his fluffy hair. You untangle some knots and as you hit a particularly tight one. You unconsciously pull. 

To your surprise, it doesn't seem to discourage the green-haired man. He makes a beautiful sound, and the sound goes straight to your dick. He turns to look away from the movie running in the background and holds eye contact. His face is a bright red and he mumbles something you don't quite catch.

You pull your hands through his hair again to find the same knot and pull slowly. He whimpers and blushes, trying to hide his face in your thighs. You grin, finally finding a weakness with the number one hero. You take a hold of his hair and pull again. This time you pull harshly, and the whines turn into moans.

Your face splits into a smirk and you pull again. This time slowly and longer. He whines and doesn't stop till you let go of his hair. He looks up at you with a pink shade on his cheeks and reaches up to cup your face.

"You're mean and teasing." He grumbles and turns around to look at the movie again. You are stumped for a moment, thinking of your next move. Teasing. You are teasing. Let's stop teasing then.

You grip his hair tightly and pull it back roughly. He moans and you can see his boxers tenting. You pull his boxers down to press a finger into his awaiting hole. You smile as he moans with the new friction. You pump your finger in and out of him slowly and find the lube in the bedside table.

You remove your finger, and he whimpers from the loss. You spread lube on two of your fingers and press your digits into him again. The lewd sounds coming from his mouth have you pressing a palm to your own cock. Searching for friction.

“You always take control, let me suck your cock.” The voice is barely above a whisper, but you hear him. So, he wants to be in control. You grin but lay down on your back letting him climb onto you. He kisses down your collarbone and chest. Slowly licking down your stomach and finally laying sloppy kisses along your pelvis bone.

“And you call me a tease.” He grins but takes your cock in his hand, licking the tip and looking up at you with those eyes. He takes you into his mouth still holding you with his left hand and massaging your balls with the right. You groan as he gags on your cock, and he bobs his head up and down. He licks the underside of your cock and goes back to sucking you down.

You grab his hair and he moans around your cock. You grin, but it turns into a groan as he takes you into his throat. It's sloppy and he does his best to take you entirely into his mouth. 

You can feel your climax approaching, you grab his hair and fuck up into his mouth with a sloppy and hard thrust. As you spill in his mouth he swallows it happily, licking around his mouth. He climbs up your body to kiss you. You hold him against you by the hair and quickly take charge of the kiss. He pulls away when he needs air.

You move him so he stands on all four, giving you access to his pretty hole. You press your cock against his already lubed-up ass. You slip in easily, and as you bottom out you both moan. You start fucking into him making his ass jiggle.

You take a hold of his hair and pull him towards you, so his back is against your torso. He moans and you can feel him already getting close, you pull his hair, and he screams. You pound into him your only goal getting your boyfriend to cum. 

You take his cock in your hand and stroke it slowly, opposite to the rhythm of your cock. You move your hand from his hair to his throat and squeeze letting him feel the pressure. He comes in your hand as you move your hand back to pull his hair, he screams and falls forward. Letting the mattress swallow him.

You slip out of his ass laying down beside him pulling him closer to you and letting him fall asleep on your chest.

And as you too move towards slumber, you lock away the new secret about your boyfriend.

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[vampyrsm]

'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.

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist'

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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[daisydaphne]

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ -

Characters: Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya and Bakugo Katsuki X Gender Neutral.

Summary: they tries to cheer you up when feeling bad.

Warnings: well, being sad and overwhelmed.

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Izuku Midoriya:

• He truly tries his best. When he saw you crying, his eyes just started crying because he was worried about you.

• You’re his whole world. If you’re feeling down, he’s feeling down too. It’s something he can’t change.

•He knows you really well, so he tries to cheer you up with little things you like. He buys tickets to see a movie or a show, takes you to a picnic.

•If you go to therapy, he waits you outside with chocolates because he knows how do you feel after the session. It’s a hard process but it’s worthy.

•Izu doesn’t know how to give space, so if you want to be alone, you should tell him.

•You spend more days in his home because the atmosphere is warm and cozy and makes you feel better <3.

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Katsuki Bakugo:

•Yeah, he’s a complete chaos, but when you’re blue, he’s a different guy.

•He’s really overwhelmed because Suki doesn’t know how to comfort someone really well. I mean, he���s having a hard time dealing with his feelings.

• He cooks different meals and sends them to you because he knows how hard is to do things while feeling down. Each little recipient has a cute note.

“Take care, little asshole”.

•He knows that you don’t like being outside these days, so he brings popcorns and lots of movies to see. A random film about a fish? Yeah, whatever, let’s watch it.

•When you cry on his shoulder, he only brushes your hair with his fingers all day long. He knows that his words may not calm you, but being there means a lot for you.

•He usually stays all night by your side to take care of nightmares o anything that could happen.

• If someone dares to say something to you, he’ll turn mad because he knows how much it may affect you.

•He’s the best <4.

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Todoroki Shoto:

•Feelings are a new thing for him. However, he knows how important is to comfort and be a good company.

• The first time, he didn’t know what to do when you started crying and crying. His heart was devastated but he didn’t know what to do. You were the first person Shoto saw crying.

• Now he knows how to deal with the situation because you told him about it.

• He stays by your side and hugs you the whole afternoon until you feel better. (And yeah it’s pretty awesome. When it’s winter, it’s like heaven to touch).

• When you ask him some advice, he takes really serious his words. He doesn’t give the best advices, but he will support every single decision you make.

•Sometimes he fights with his father and goes straight to your home. Those afternoons are really quiet, but he knows that your presence comforts him perfectly.

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[frickingnerd]

if i could tell her

pairing: izuku midoriya x fem!reader (+katsuki bakugou)

summary: izuku is in love with you, but he knows that you like katsuki. in an attempt to help you and katsuki get closer, he passes his feelings for you as katsuki's...

izuku had been in love with you ever since he first met you. your kind smile, your friendly nature and your gorgeous looks had immediately captivated him. and yet, he knew that you were way out of his league from the moment he saw you. a girl like you would never fall in love with a guy like him. 

instead, the boy that had piqued your interest was katsuki. he was handsome, strong and he didn't seem to be afraid of anything. izuku was sure that one of those things had to be why you fell for him instead, if not all of them. 

despite all that, katsuki was awful when it came to expressing his feelings. izuku wasn't sure if he felt the same way about you as well, but he would be stupid if he didn't! yet katsuki didn't show any clear signs of interest towards you. he was even more rude to you than he was to others, probably attempting to hide how he felt about you. 

you often visited izuku's dorm room after class and izuku always tried to cheer you up about your failed attempts to talk to katsuki. despite izuku's feelings for you, he wanted you to be happy! even if it wasn't with him…

"i can't believe katsuki would really say such mean things to you…"

izuku sighed, gritting his teeth. that blonde boy really was an idiot when it came to love! he had a girl as amazing as you interested in him and yet he was too much of a coward to let you know he liked you too. 

"he's too stubborn to tell you how he really feels…"

izuku paused for a moment, as an idea popped up in his head. 

"you know… katsuki would hate me if i told you this, but i think you deserve to know… he keeps talking about you when you aren't around and he's able to say nice things about you then. just not to your face"

the words coming out of izuku's mouth were all a lie, but a lie with good intentions. if he'd just put some nice words into katsuki's mouth, maybe you'd gather up the courage to confess to him. 

"why didn't you mention this sooner? what did he say?"

your eyes lit up and izuku couldn't help but feel a little bad about lying to you. but now that you wanted to hear some more, he quickly had to come up with something…

"well, he… let me think…"

izuku took a deep breath, before the words started to come to him. 

"he mentioned your smile! how kind you looked and how special it made him feel to see you look that way at him!"

izuku smiled at you, hoping you'd buy it. but you did more than just that. 

"and did he say anything else?"

"did he…? uhm… oh yeah, he did!"

he awkwardly rubbed his nape, trying to think of something more. 

"he said that even though he wanted to, he couldn't talk to you. it's like you were worlds apart and he just didn't think he was good enough for you…"

a guy like katsuki probably would never have to think those things. katsuki always thought he was the best and he acted that way. but not izuku. izuku felt like he wasn't good enough for you. and all that he felt, he laid out in front of you, disguised as someone else's words. 

"he said that he didn't know how he could even talk to you. he doesn't want to say the wrong thing and ruin things forever, so he'd rather not say anything at all. he said that if he only knew you'd feel the same way about him, then maybe he'd be able to tell you how he feels as well…" 

you listened carefully to izuku's words, trying to keep them in mind. if that was what katsuki needed, if he wanted you to confess first, then you'd do it! 

"is that it? oh, thank you so much, izuku! i'm lucky to know how he feels now. maybe that'll help me get closer to him!"

you wrapped your arms around your best friend and izuku's heart started beating faster, having you this close to him. if only he'd always been able to be this close to you. or if he wasn't such a coward hiding his words behind someone else. maybe he could've been the one by your side instead. but izuku was sure that you'd be happier with katsuki, even if your relationship was built on the words of someone else…

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