#izuku midoriya x poc!reader

[rexhya]

asking them for there friends number ( pre-relationship ) — ✦ ✦ ✦

warn — none

incl — izuku, katsuki, shouto, eijirou

[saikiswiss]

Hi, cutie!

I really love your MHA texts. Can you do a SMAU where the boys in class 1A are clingy, cheesy, and need attention? 💕 pls

CHEESY —༉‧₊˚.

syp; theyre missing you

m.list mha mlist

a/n; haii guys.. im sorry tokoyami fans i feel like if he were to date someone theyd most likely be the same as him so when hes missing you YOURE MISSING HIM

[sugarverse]

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

thirdyear!izuku x bitchy!black reader

synopsis: Izuku and you are forced to work together for a midterm project, and you're bent on not helping the nerd finish it.

word count: 3.8k

warnings: words like slut, cumdump are used to be degrading but nothing too far out oc, a petty slap on the cheek and thats about it? could possibly also tag as dubcon just in case, enjoy!

Izuku has known you since a little before joining uni. He was invited to move in early under the honors program along with Katsuki. Other groups who were also invited to join early were fall athletes, greek sororities and fraternities, and people in majors that take longer than 8 years to finish. As if an academic rival, hotheaded, bully from younger years wasn't enough.. you came along.

You had always had a class or two with him. Whether it be preliminary classes or your third year science credit. He doesn’t know why you don't like him, always calling him names just loud enough for him to hear or purposely shutting the door on him in pouring rain.. but the day he saw you at the buffet talking and laughing with Katsuki? His life was over. You made it hell. He thought you were so pretty when he first saw you.. but you were just such. a bitch.

Katsuki didn't have the same timed honors classes but slept in the same building. If he really wanted to avoid him, he could go to the library or study in one of the cafes. Then again there was the rec center.. or he could stay with a friend, even. But you. He couldn’t avoid you. No matter how hard he tried. 

He'd catch himself staring at the door until you came in, seeing your hair done in different styles and colors but still be so gorgeous. you could pull everything off. there was also this shiny pink lip gloss you started wearing.. It frustrated him how much he thought about how soft they’d feel against his skin, He's never pined after a girl this long. Sure he's had girlfriends over the years, but you lingered in the back of his mind. And you thought of him like dirt under your BAPEs.

You were hardly ever late, walking in a few minutes before class starts to set up your computer, drink if you decided you wanted one that morning, and switch your music playlist over. The class itself was pretty easy, not too many essays or homework assignments. It was more projects and group discussions than anything, which was probably the only real frustrating thing about this class. As the last few people struggled through the door, the professor started writing on the board.

MIDTERMS.

fuck.

“This is the last project before midterms. you will be graded on..” You drowned him out, rubbing your temples as the mention of midterms came up. Another fucking project? Are you serious? Honors kids never really learned to.. well. play, very well with others. Mostly stuck up kids were pretty disconnected from real life because their mommies and daddies paid to get them into the dorms and therefore, classes, with average Bs and Cs. The other half of the class had their heads so far up their asses there wasn’t ever a moment they weren’t passive aggressive or came off in an ‘i’m right you’re wrong’ tone. The class let out a groan everytime he announced some dumbass idea like this but he still continues. what the fuck is my life??

You sigh to yourself, rubbing your lips together as you begin to pick at the little jewels on your nails. Was it worth it to just do the entire thing by yourself so you aren't depending on anyone? No reason to get docked another few times because someone can't finish their half. This shit was pointless. The frequent ice breakers were pointless. You knew most of these people already and-

“Mr. Midoriya and Miss L/n, Miss Teller and Miss Barnes, Mr. Andrews and..” Once again you drowned out your professor's words, eyes darting over to Izuku who was staring at your teacher gobsmacked. He could feel his face burn, jaw slightly slack before shutting it nervously. He glanced over at you to see if you had been paying attention, smiling at you and giving a small pathetic wave. 

You squinted daggers at him, biting the corner of your mouth before giving a sympathy smile and turning to the assignment on the laptop. I guess it wasn't too horrible.. realistically I can make him do the work and spend the time doing more important work like studying for my major.. 

the mumbling, the stuttering, always staring, always being the first to leave for a quiz. it wasn't until you saw his name over and over again that it was a real problem. try hards are annoying. lucky for you, this one's a pussy. 

As class ended, you packed your things and headed towards the door to leave. Izuku quickly caught up with you, snaking his way through the crowd of people leaving the lecture hall. “Where'd you want to um.. to meet up? Or when-”

you cut him off before he could go spouting at the mouth. “Not worth the effort, I have more important shit to do over the next few weeks than work on some lame project. Do it for the both of us, We both know you have nothing better to do.” You continue walking away from him and onto your next class.

He stands for a moment, sighing and flatting his lips together. It shouldn't be too hard to do..right?

He debated. this. repeatedly. He really didn't want to bother, but he needed your help. He had shit to do this week! Laundry was piling up, he hasn't been going to the gym as frequent, other classes and midterms on top of the project. But every time he tried to confront you about your attitude, you have some comeback or degrading thing to say.. You bat your dumb long lashes and smack your lip gloss against your lips. He hated how fast he gave up arguing back.. it made his pants a little too tight and his eye twitch from hell. However, he was not doing this by himself. He had a rough week as it was and he's tired of letting you push him around.

He knocked on your door the Sunday before it was due, listening to you shuffle around your room before opening the door in some short shorts and one of those girly tank tops with a small bow in the middle. He couldn’t help but stare at your bare collarbone, used to seeing your name littered across it with gold jewelry before his verdant eyes quickly averted themselves back to your sharp gaze. Before he could stutter out his reasoning for being there first, or even say hello, you spoke.

“What is it?” You scratched the top of your bonnet, yawning quietly. You slip a hand under your shirt to scratch at your stomach, watching the flustered man in front of you watch your every move just to dart his attention somewhere deeper into your apartment. “If it’s about that stupid project, i’d rather rot in hell than work with you.” 

“It’s due tomorrow y/n, can’t we just get it done? I’ve done more than.. I wanna say seventy percent of it? But I have a life too you know-” He’s cut off by your laughter, watching you turn and head back to your couch. You left the door open for him to come in if he was really serious. which was a pretty low chance that he was. you guys have played this game before.

“That’s a really funny joke, izuku. ‘I have a life’, ha!” you tease, plopping onto your cushions and grabbing the remote.

“I know you have nothing better to do than school work, if you’re so close to done, finish it. I already made my own, virgin.” you fibbed, you started your own, but of course this was the one project you needed to genuinely depend on someone else. you unpaused your show, waiting to hear him shut the door in defeat.

Izuku stood in the doorway for a beat, pinching the bridge of his nose before walking in. He respectfully took his shoes off at the before shutting the door roughly behind him. 

“Can you please.” He heard his voice begin to rattle with anger, taking a deep breath in and sighing before speaking once more. 

“Can we just get this project done? Please.” The straps of his bag burned into his hand as he gripped it with vigor. He tried his best to control himself, watching you flinch at the shut of the door but at least he had your legitimate attention. 

“Please stop making this harder than it has to be.” He stared down at you, his tone slowly fixing itself. He didn't want to be an asshole.

But he was serious. You weren't scared, but you did kinda feel bad. Normally picking and poking didn't make him too upset. He was pretty used to it by now. He sounded actually upset for the first time in a long time. You felt something in your brain tell you to finish this stupid thing, motioning to set up at the dining room table. you watched him set his bag down, listening to his anything but quiet muttering. “Thank you for not being a stubborn bitch, y/n..”

oh??

oh???

“What did you say?” you turned your television off, tossing the remote on the couch before storming over to him. 

“Speak up. You got somethin to say in my fucking apartment then say it to my face, Loser ass bitch.” He was sitting down with almost everything out on the table, looking down into his bag to grab a few more things out from the bottom. You slammed your hand on the table as you spoke, the other hand resting on your hip as you tilted your head to the side. You wanted to see who the fuck he was talking to.

 “I said,” He turned his body to face yours, face burning red from irritation with a prominent look of annoyance on his face. “Thank you for not being a stubborn. Bitch. All you have done the past few weeks is make it incredibly difficult to get something done that I know we can do in two days. Stop making this harder than it has to be. I’ve seen you on about every story any. time. Theres some fucking party. You have nothing better to be doing than sitting down and working.” 

“What a fucking weirdo, you stalkin’ me now, Izuku? Nothin better to do than look for me on niggas snapchat?” You swipe the papers he set up off of your dining room table like a cat, not caring how close to being set up he was.

Come to think of it. The only parties you really went to were the ones Katsuki and his friends threw, the last two had been a tailgating party and someone's birthday but.. 

You smile, lowering yourself to be eye to eye with him. Your words came out dripping with honey but still so sour. “Is this because I hang out with ‘suki? You jealous I got my mind on someone other than you and making your life miserable, wimp?”

Your voice died out in your throat as he stood up, snatching your jaw hard enough to establish he meant business. You felt yourself trip forward slightly from a little tug, his blush pink lips twitching as if they wanted to smirk instead of looking so mean. 

“Mention him or say one more thing about how im a ‘loser’ or a ‘virgin’ again, and i'll make you forget how to walk. Keep it up, y/n. I am not in the fuckin’ mood for your bitter. shit.” He watched your facial expression change, praying his hard on wouldn't poke your thigh as you two stood incredibly close to each other.

He was far from wimpy looking.. six foot four, athletic build, and freckles covered his face. He was attractive, smart, just never hung out with the people you hung out with. You knew that. But it didn't stop the names, or the picking. He never really tried to stop you, maybe when you'd take it too far but more often than not he'd just sit and look at you and.. well, listen.

You bit your bottom lip softly, blinking a few times before staring up at him with half lidded eyes. “Take the bitter taste from my mouth then.. Talkin’ a lot of game for someone who looks like he’s gotten pussy maybe, twice in his life?” The confidence in your voice had definitely faltered, It’s not like you haven't imagined riding this dummy until the sun came up. Hes just so fucking annoying. it would be incredibly satisfying to watch his damn near virgin ass cream under you. you just weren't expecting him to be so..

Shoving his lips against yours and mumbling your train of thought, Izuku pulled you close before snaking a hand down to grope your ass. You yelp in response, tangling your hand into his messy green curls. He walked you backwards until your legs nudged against the couch, hands roaming to touch what they could of your skin. He's wanted to for so long. 

You slide next to the arm of the couch, whining softly when he pulls his lips from yours. He motioned down to the floor, watching you grab a pillow from the couch and set it under your knees. Finally speaking again, He starts untying his drawstrings. “I don't wanna hear anything out of you, we clear?” 

“crystal, in fact, anything for-” 

smack!

“What part of  ‘I don’t want to hear anything out of you’ don’t you get? Is it too hard for you to comprehend?”  He mocked your pout, continuing to speak as he tugged his joggers and boxers down to his knees. “Fleshlights don’t talk. Especially after how you treated me for so long.” He mumbled the last part, tugging his clothing down to his mid thigh.

Your eyes teared up from shock, not pain. He didn't hit hard, but it did leave a small sting on your cheek. You felt your back straighten, looking up at him with pleading eyes before muttering out a small apology. 

is that how quick you'd give yourself up? He thought to himself, pink tip now sitting in front of your lips as it glistened with pre-cum. is this how easy it was all along? “Stick your tongue out. Too late to be sorry.” 

You slide your tongue out slowly, staring up at him as you blinked the tears out of your eyes. he almost felt.. bad. was he being too mean? he tapped his tip against your tongue a few times, watching you move forward on your own to take him in your mouth. 

...maybe not mean enough.

He positioned his hands behind your head, making a makeshift ponytail before pulling you closer to his groin. He stared down at you, letting out a small groan before sighing in relief. He began to guide you along his cock dreadfully slow, watching your eyes fill with tears. He let out a soft chuckle. 

“Ah.. for as much as I hear you run your mouth, your pretty good at shutting the fuck up too. Use that tongue too, slut.” He let out a few moans under shaky breath, smirking and leaning his head back. You let your jaw go slack so he could use your throat how he wanted, trying to focus on the most important thing. breathing. Tears stream down your cheeks, trying your hardest not to gag against his cock.

“Gonna cum on your face..so y-..you’ll remember this and how fucking disgusting you really are.” He rutted into your throat sloppily, pulling away after you tapped his thigh a few times. He watched spit drip down your chin, hand going to rub his thumb over his tip.

You gasp to catch your breath, putting a hand on the ground and the other on your chest. Saliva had dripped down to your shirt, letting out a few coughs. You rub your tears away, wiping your chin. "Who knew someone like y..you could be so big n mean.." You look up at him, feeling the release of your hair. 

“Suck my dick like I showed you and I won’t have to be mean.” His face was red and sweaty, cock twitching in his hand from the coolness of your apartment. You nod, moving your hand to help you keep up with such a messy pace he had. 

You whimpered, hearing him degrade you even further. He called you a free use whore, a cumdump.. noticing the way your thighs clenched together before hovering a hand behind your head. He watched you quicken your pace, a whiny moan leaving his mouth when your tongue swirled over the nerves in his tip. 

He shivered, breath getting shaky before pulling away from you to finish over your lips and watching the mess cover your face. His hard-on twitched as he let out a sighing in somewhat relief. there's no way that he was still going, right?

“Get on the couch,” He said in a calmly, panting and wiping the sweat from his forehead. He watched you scramble to get up, sitting on the couch and attempting to clean your own face before feeling him snatch your jaw up into his hand.

“Ready to finally do our fucking work? or does your slutty cunt want attention now?” He laughed at how disheveled you looked, feeling the wetness under your chin leak onto his hand.

you blink the tears from your eyes, trying to stutter out your response before he spoke for you. “Dumb Whore. Bet you do. You get to cum on my fingers first,” 

You let out a whine whether volintarty or not, seeing his lip twitch into a small smirk. “What? My fingers aren't enough?” He moved ro rub at your clit, classused fingers pressing against you in slow circles.

“Whine all you want, You don't deserve anything more than my fingers.” He growled out, standing between your legs and opening them wider with his own. How embarrassing, to be folded up on the couch by someone you ‘hated’ so bad.

“Be lucky if I let you cum at all.” He tugs your panties to the side, dipping two fingers into you and curling them a few times. “Holy shit.. You’re soaked.” He spoke half in genuine shock and astonishment, half to degrade you. He lifted your leg to rest on his hip, pulling your panties down just enough to where he could rub your clit with his thumb and slid his fingers back in. 

You squeak, knee nudging into his side as you twitch and squirm against his fingers in pleasure. They were thick, curling and poking at that spot deeper than you thought they'd go. He still looked irritated as ever, but there was definitely also a look of admiration in his eyes. He seemed to be focusing, moving his fingers faster before making a scissoring motion with his fingers.

It was a lot, cocoa-colored eyes trying to blink the tears away that wouldn't stop forming in your eyes. “iii...izu!!” you plead, back pressing even harder into your couch as he basically climbed on top of you to finger fuck you. “It’s too muuuch- sensitive!” you tried pushing his hand from your clit only to be met with his other hand pinning it next to you.

“I bet kacchan doesn't do this to you.. Make you feel this good..” And there was that constant muttering under his breath. It wasn't hard to understand it when he was in such close proximity to you, but maybe he assumed you couldn't hear him. was he really boasting to you or himself..?

no. he was jealous. you concluded, deciding to run your mouth a little, a small smirk forming onto your plump lips. you haven't done anything with katsuki and it wasn’t really on your list to fuck community dick. but if that's what izuku thought, so be it.

“M.. makes me feel be..better!” you struggle to say, feeling him pull his fingers from your sopping cunt. you feel the knot that had been building up so quickly start to dissipate, an annoyed huff leaving your lips in response. His smirk turned into a disappointed frown, gritting his teeth before letting your wrist go and pinning your knees to your shoulders with, frankly, big hands.

“I’m gonna hit your cervix till you’re shaking,” He stated, lining his tip up before sliding into you with one big thrust. you felt your thighs ache, the warmth of his cock making you shiver. you felt full, closing your eyes tight and pushing at the arm that pinned your legs down. you wanted to hold onto him, bite, do anything to calm down how good it felt. It was overwhelming in the best way.

He slammed into you, pulling back slowly just to slam even harder into you. His lips curled back into a smirk, watching your body jolt and moving his arms to rest on either side of you. He felt you embrace him, legs trying to wrap themselves around him. He smiled into your shoulder, thrusting faster into you.

“iiizuuu.. nnghh.. h-hah please..” you pleaded, clenching around him. “ ‘m s.. ngh sorry. ‘M sorrryyyy, izu.. I am!! “ your nails raked down his shirt, gripping onto the fabric as your eyes began to roll back in pleasure.

“Now you’re sorry?” He asks into your shoulder, pulling back to move your heels onto his shoulders. He gave slow thrusts, staring down at you and your attempts to catch your breath. you nod as if your life depended on it, feeling your orgasm get closer and closer.

He moves a hand to rub over your clit quickly, watching you writhe in pleasure before continuing to thrust into you. You were seeing stars.. so much so you ended up squirting on his t-shirt. He laughs a bit, breaking into a moan as he pulls out of you. He jerked the tip of his cock for a few seconds, cumming and ruining your shirt in return.

Letting out a worn out but soft sigh, Izuku sat next to you tiredly. you try to blink yourself back into reality, feeling gross with all of the different.. hormones.  That happened to land on you and your clothing. “If you ruined my c..couch you get me a new one, nerd..” you huff out, sitting up and leaning onto his shoulder.

He leaned his head into your touch, hand wrapping around your waist. “Do you want my help to the bathroom so you can clean off?” He also needed to, but knew no way around your apartment and wasn't exactly gonna just leave you like this to search for one.

you nod, leaning into his bicep as he helped you towards your bathroom to strip you both of your soiled clothes. The project could wait another hour or so, right?

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[beesandberries]

I blinked and suddenly I had a valentine! ft.. Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Eijirou Kirishima, Hitoshi Shinso, Hanta Sero, and Tenya Iida!

Warnings / To know: [Reader] has no established gender but there’s use of pet names like “pretty” and “beautiful”, [Reader] is written as black in mind but it’s not mentioned, swearing, FLUFF, some established [character] x [reader] relationships and some friends to lovers! Please enjoy!

A/N: “Happy valentines day🍓😊”

k.Bakugo

I.Midoriya

S.Todoroki

D.Kaminari

E.Kirishima

H.Shinso

H.Sero

T.Iida

[katsukisesposa]

Always Yours (Izuku Midoriya x Female Reader)

Getting into an argument with ur loved one is NOT fun. Take this small Drabble 🤞🏽

And the 5 Izuku fans cheered !

like and reblogs much much appreciated <3

You and Izuku never argue. He’s the best boyfriend you can ask for. Holding the door, always giving you kisses and hugs, always letting you know that he’s grateful to have you in his life. This time was different. Sure you guys had different opinions but this time was a bit harsher. Izuku has been a bit distant forgetting about you due to his busy schedule and his training. Almost like he forgot about you. You brought it up as you two hung out yet Izuku’s tone seemed like he didn’t care. “Izuku what the fuck?” You asked in disbelief as he carelessly shrugged. “I’ve been busy and we need some space” he said looking at you not realizing what he just said as your heart dropped. He wanted space, you’ll give him space, as you stormed off.

Izuku knew he fucked up. He didn’t mean to be super sassy and rude about it as he watched you grab your bag and leave his dorm. He groaned running his hand through his hair knowing he had to fix this. He knew you like the back of his hand as he gave you some space before deciding to knock on your dorm. “Hey…Can I come in?” He asked softly as he could hear your footsteps approach the door and open it softly. You didn’t say anything as he came in. He took a look at your comfy dorm room and the photo of you two on A date framed on your desk. You sat on your bed as Izuku stood there. “Why are you here” you said bluntly as he froze for a moment, not expecting such a blunt response, he looked at you with a mix of surprise as you caught him off guard "Wait, I just want to talk." He spoke softly, holding his hands up slightly in a gesture of peace. “And I’m gonna nap so goodbye” you responded as you grabbed your blanket ready to ignore him. Izuku frowned slightly, realizing you weren't willing to hear him out. "I understand you're upset, but please, just hear me out. I know I messed up." He persisted gently, not wanting to leave without at least attempting to clear up the misunderstanding.

You were obviously upset. You loved Izuku so much and couldn’t stand arguing with him. So when he approached you with such softness and respect you realized that maybe you were being too harsh. "What I said before, about us needing space... I didn't mean it." He clarified sincerely, his eyes locking onto yours, hoping his words would reach you. You sat up on your bed staring at him realizing how genuine he was being. You didn’t want to be petty and argue over something stupid as your emotions got the best of you. Your eyes watered as he cupped your face gently, and you began to apologize sincerely tears streaming down “I’m sorry for being too harsh-you’ve always loved me and you’re so respectful and put me first-I don’t want to argue over something this small and-“ you rambled as he shook his head gently, dismissing your apology. "No, don’t be sorry. You have every right to be upset." He replied sincerely, his expression softening as he looked at you. “And it’s true, I’ve always loved you. That hasn’t changed, and it never will." He smiled softly at you still looking at your beautiful eyes. As he moved to sit on your bed, finding a comfortable spot together. He gently cupped your face in his hands, holding his gaze with warmth and reassurance. "Listen to me… I may make mistakes, but my love for you is unwavering." He whispered with 100% honesty.

Your gazes met, and the weight of the connection hung in the air. You guys leaned in close, your noses nearly touching."No matter what happens or how difficult things get, my feelings for you remain the same." He whispered softly, his voice filled with truth and affection. He pulled you gently into a heartfelt kiss, their lips meeting in a tender display of affection. You wrapped your arms around him, holding him close as their emotions intertwined.

"I’ve always been and will always be yours."

He murmured softly against your lips, expressing his unwavering commitment. The love and reassurance between them intensified, erasing any lingering doubts or distance gone, knowing he would always be by your side.

[fizziedoodle]

dating izuku pt.2 ꢾ꣒

[stvllioner]

At First | Izuki Midoriya

      Pro Hero!Izuku Midoriya x Fiancé![FEM]Reader

WARNING(S): sexual content, brat!reader, oral (f -> m), face fucking, reader low-key annoying asf, reader gets their doonies beat down, reader is a crier and squirter, mating press, reader is folded as she gets fucked, sometimes Midoriya gives mercy, sex with (barely) any clothes on, Midoriya is a big fan of eye contact, hickies, reader has brunch with bsf in the morning, established relationship.

WORD COUNT: 3.5k (14 mins).

READ MORE: masterlist + [students masterlist]

A/N: this originally was supposed to be written during panini19 so i had to come up with a new context as to why reader and midoriya were 'stuck' together. ☠️ either way i think i salvaged this pretty okay! wish i had finished this sooner lol... but anyways, thank you anon & @chxrryp0p !!

Being cooped up in your shared penthouse was starting to become unbearable.

For Midoriya, less for you.

You see, recently, Midoriya has been on break for about a month, and the country was trying to adjust to it all. At certain times, he would have to clock in for emergency missions. Still, other than that, he has been vacationing with you, his fiancé, for about a month now.

At first, it was terrific. The saying that the heart grows fonder the longer you’re away is absolutely correct. Midoriya was all over you with his overwhelming urge to smother you in affection when he finally returned from being away for so long. You two would wake up, cook together, eat, have a good time for some of the afternoon, and then spend the rest of the night,, “catching up.” You did this routinely so that neither of you had to say what to do next for the day. You just knew. Later that night, you two would reconnect like tenfold when he would be off to save a city or something.

So yes, at first, it was great. Then, your behavior started to change.

However, not in a way that he found unbearable, but in a way that annoyed him. You would make little jokes about how “smol” he was—he hadn’t heard shit like that in years—or bluntly tease him about how subby and whiny he could get during sex.

“Hey, Izuku, can you get that for me?” You ask, pointing to the pair of headphones that dropped on the floor not too long ago.

Midoriya, being the kind fiancé he is, picks it up without a second thought, oblivious to your other ulterior motives. He’s met with a mischievous look when he hands you the earbuds, his brows furrowed in confusion when you grin at him. “What’s funny…?” He questions as he watches you start to giggle to yourself.

You shake your head and wave a dismissive hand at him. “Oh, nothing….” You teasingly chide him, thanking him for the kind gesture before folding your lips in to keep yourself from continuing to make jokes about him. He narrows his eyes, not necessarily at anything but indeed in annoyance. Midoriya rolls his eyes at what you were wordlessly insinuating.

“I’m not.”

“I’m just teasing you~” You sing in his ear and grin when he turns to you with a glare. “Do you want to prove it to me?”

“Prove what?” He mumbles against your lips. He rests his phone down to properly wrap his arms around your waist now that you two are face to face. “Why do you insist I’m “pure”-”

“You are!” You laugh, “I’m just saying… with us spending so much time together now, I think I’m just now realizing how cute you are…” You trail off and give the corner of his lips a chaste kiss as a mock reassurance. You maintain eye contact with him when you pull away and get between his legs, hands resting on his knees.

Midoriya now has a clear image of you on your knees in front of him with an expression of deviance that didn’t sit right with him. A flustered blush starts to form on his face before deepening a bit as he feels a boner begin to form. Your ‘outfit’ left almost nothing to the imagination, and the visual was starting to get to him. Rolling his eyes, your fiancé decides not to entertain or indulge your persistent behavior, though. His ignorance of your obvious motives makes you pout, crossing your arms as you challenge him. Your one-sided stare off with him ultimately bugs him, your hot gaze making him stare back at you. He sighs, resting his phone down again, and crosses his arms, his body language cutting you off. “But?”

“A sub would say no~” Your grin finds its way back to your face as you watch your boyfriend’s face twist into an expression of one you’ve never seen him wear before. The lucky sensation of hitting the jackpot crawls through your body; your plan finally falling into place. It was evident that your egging on was affecting him, and today, you made sure to wear something skimpy and easy to take off, too. It was only a matter of time before you could have him right where you wanted him.

Your fiancé tries ignoring you further, not wanting to deal with your brat behavior. Maybe he is a sub. Even with all this teasing, Midoriya still holds his urge to pin you down and fuck you into oblivion. But it felt different in his circumstance; if you could be a brat, he could also be a brat. He slowly shrugs off his annoyance, a deep sigh leaving him as he returns to scrolling on his phone and quietly gives you the silent treatment. There is no mistaking the disappointment that runs through your body, and now you’re thinking of the next part of your plan: provoke him with your actions.

Your hands on his knees slowly slide up his sweatpants, covering his thighs, squeezing periodically as they slowly rise on their intended arrival. You’re looking up at him with clear intent of what you will do, but he doesn’t look back.

‘fine, two could play at this game.’ a game at which you had started. You didn’t care about the audacity; you were in the mood to annoy your fiancé.

Your softly padded fingers finally make it to his hips. You lean up a bit to press more of your weight onto his body, the feeling making him budge. One of his favorite things about having sex with you was that he loved feeling your weight on him. Most times out of ten, when you did press against him, it was an easy ticket that would lead to the inevitable.

His cold demeanor still held up, although you knew his body was fighting to keep a strong front. You lean forward to kiss against his exposed abdomen; since he tends not to wear shirts at home, you can feel his soft but taught skin under your needy lips. One of your hands slips down to palm at his rising boner, a gentle hum of approval coming from you as you feel his length. Your other hand tugs at the side of his sweats, your eyes flickering to gaze at him.

He merely gives a glance once he realizes you’re looking at him, your eyes asking for permission. He presses his lips together and helps lift his hips, your kisses still descending to where he needed it most.

You don’t break eye contact until you have his cock freed from its confines, causing his length to tap you in the face lightly. Your mouth watered as it twitched once in need, and your pussy started to crave the feeling of wanting it inside there too. You double grip the base of his length before leaning in and pressing your tongue flat against the underside of his tip, your eyes now back on him again. The game of getting him off his phone is proven successful as he now has his full attention on you, his expression nothing but lust with a noticeable building pressure of his annoyance behind it. His breathing has deepened, though, and that was due to the fact you knew how to suck him off real good.

Your tongue laps at his tip, the textured and wet muscle dragging across the sensitive part, making his hips buck up to feel more of it. A grunt from deep within his chest lets you know his patience is starting to run thin, and it took everything in you not to smile. Still, you continue to tease. Your hands languidly stroking at his lengthy dick, a soft hum coming from you as the taste of pre-cum starts to cover your taste buds.

Midoriya would be a panting mess on a regular day, begging you for more, but today, he was feeling different. Today, you were making him feel feral. The way you can push his buttons was no joke, but you always knew when not to cross a line. With one hand, he rested his hand on top of your head. He slowly forces your mouth further onto his length, a slight but sadistic smirk clawing at his lips, watching as your hands stop their stroking to find refuge on the conjuncture of where his hips and thighs meet, needing to brace yourself as you take in his entire length into your mouth.

“Suck.”

You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel the tip of his cock poke at the back of your throat, his hand unmoving, and you know that you have no choice but to do as he says. With all the might you can courage, you suckle as you can, drool starting to pool from how open your mouth sat on his member. When you whimper and tap his leg, he finally lets you up on his own accord. Midoriya decides to be generous and lets you start at your own pace. At first, you were going at a comfortable pace, the tempo and suction he was used to, and he couldn’t complain. But just like many times during this break when he has given you an inch, you would sprint a mile.

An ingenious idea pops up in your head to catch him off guard. While bobbing your head, you reach the base of his length and deep throat him again, just like when you first started. But this time, you didn’t shy away from looking up at him with fake innocence as you pulled away and took it slow instead. Midoriya’s once complicit hand now grips your hair to control your bobbing. The more he guides you, the more he doesn’t stop himself from reveling in the sight of you starting to become a slobbering mess as your attempts to tease were really starting to piss him off. Midoriya then places both his hands on the side of your head after widening his stance on the ground and sprawls a bit to gain more strength in his movements. You weren’t sure what he was doing until a strong kick of your gag reflex hit you.

He fucks his hips into your mouth as you try to keep up, eyes alarmed and hands gripping at him for support. You now had no other choice but to take him in, still bobbing your head like the greedy brat you are. You could faintly hear his labored breathing over the sounds of your poor mouth taking in his face fucking, the feeling sending deep arousal straight to your crouch.

You shift as you try to somehow ease the tension between your thighs, your eyes now prickling with tears in frustration as you so badly want to touch yourself. The ability to do that was simply impossible because you had no choice but to take your fiancé’s girthy cock in your mouth. You squeeze your thighs together to release the build-up tension in your loins, trying to brace yourself for what will happen next.

“Look at me,” Midoriya commands, a tug at your hair, making you peek an eye at him. You don’t miss the dark look in his eyes as you undoubtedly look at a mess. All of your control surrendered to him and the rough pace of his hips. For a moment, he stops altogether, and your confused eyes are peering up at him again for guidance. He tugs you off by the base of your neck, eyes dark as he stands up. Consequently, your confusion doesn’t last very long before he’s guiding your head to retake his length now that he’s standing up.

It’s obscene how the sound of you swallowing his cock echoes in the spacious living room; the bustling city sounds quickly drowned out by your full mouth, his heavy breathing, and even some of his soft profanities and sounds of pleasure to accompany yours. You don’t try to hide that you have now slipped one of your hands into your loose and tiny shorts, your other hand holding onto him for support. Your knees, although separated enough to take in his rough thrusts, were probably starting to bruise, but you didn’t care. You shamelessly moaned as your fingers played with your wet snatch; the slight hum to your noises aiding you not to gag on his length.

“Look at me, Y/N.” Midoriya tugs at your hair again to let you know he means business. Once you look up at him, he groans at your tear-filled eyes and presses you fully against the bush at the base of his cock. He holds you there as he wordlessly finishes down your throat, rocking his hips to ride the rest of his load into the back of your throat. You gurgle on his length before he pulls you away, you recoiling as you desperately try to gain your breath back from it being prolongedly taken away from you. He watches you choke and catch your breath, patting your hair down as you compose yourself. “You alright?”

You nod and wipe your mouth, only for him to grip your wrist and pick you up. He quickly tosses you onto the couch, and he’s on you, leaning down to give your messy mouth a searing kiss. His hands are heavy and fast on you, his fingers tugging down your useless tank, and his other moves your shorts and panties to the side, not bothering to get a lick of clothes off your body correctly. As you’re distracted by the kiss, he slips his tip into you, the poke making you flinch at the contact. Your hands helplessly grip him as he pulls away.

Midoriya looks down between both of you to watch as his cock splits you open, his hands finding the back of your knees and pressing your thighs close to your chest in a mating press. You gasp as you can’t help but suck in a small breath and feel the weight of his cock slip inside you, the position not allowing you to adjust.

“Z-Zuku, wait—!” You pleaded. A winded groan escapes your lips, and you tilt your head against the sofa. “I-I have brunch tomorrow afternoon! I can’t take it like this-”

“Mm, should’ve thought of that before pissing me off.” Midoriya dismisses your sorry excuse to get out of this mess. A mess you started. A mess that you curated. A mess that you caused. He wasn’t having any of it. If you wanted him like this, then he’d play the role.

Despite his words before, he did give you a moment or two before he began thrusting inside of your hungry cunt. His thrusts were heavy and fast, and he wasn’t sparing you the grace of not bottoming out, which he knew you hated. The noises you let out were nothing but obscene. The leather couch squeaked in protest while your moans fought back in an obnoxious match of who could desperately cling to reality. Your pussy is so undoubtedly wet, and your sloppy blowjob from earlier helped with the fact he had no issues to hinder him fucking you silly now.

He watches in glee with hungry eyes as your face rivals a pornstar, and nothing but lust and submission is written all over your face. With each thrust, your chest jiggles at the force, the sight making his cock twitch again. He waits no longer to lean down and take a nipple into his mouth, teeth nipping at the sensitive bud before sucking feverishly. He loves your chest, and the fact that at this pace made them look more delectable. He is generous in leaving other marks on your chest to compliment your clear skin, wanting everyone to know what you made him do. A chuckle tickles your skin as he can’t help but find it funny that your words aren’t coherent anymore.

“Is this what you wanted, hm? To be fucked like a little slut?” Midoriya spits out at you as he straightens to hold your thighs up. He moves to the side of the couch so your lower body rests on the arm of the chair, an angle that makes your body fold from the hold. His heavy thrusts successfully knock the wind out of you, the impact springing, overstimulating tears to your eyes. Your trembling hands were trying hard to keep up by gripping the seat beneath you, but it was useless. Your feeble attempts were no match for him.

Your whimpering at the new angle is all he needed to know that you are enjoying this. It was evident by the way that the tears that rolled down your face were evidence that you were indeed close. He glares down at you as he speaks, “Touch yourself, Y/N.”

You tilt your head up and hum as you almost didn’t hear him. He reaches down to roughly rub your clit to wake you up, the gesture indeed doing the job. You cry out at the feeling and hurriedly reach down to do the work instead, a shiver wracking through you as you follow his command. Your cunt is unbelievably tight around him, and the squeeze makes him dizzy. “Cum, please let me cum, please,” You beg, getting lost in his fucking. There were no thoughts at all in your head. Just dick and knowing you wouldn’t get off easy if you came without asking.

Your fiancé grunts as you start to fumble with your words, bearing witness to you getting fucked so stupid that you had no choice but to fall into what you knew you needed most. Today, although you irked him to no end, Midoriya was feeling gracious and let you release first after feeling his second climax coming around the corner. When you finish, it happens so fast that it was almost painful. Your body shook as you squirted on him and yourself, your body freezing as your walls pulsed around his length, his hips stuttering against yours as he couldn’t help but finish in you. Midoriya leans down to sloppily kiss you as you both come down from your high. It wasn’t long before he was pulling away and flipping you over, hands on your breasts and his chest pressed against your back as his cock was back inside your sensitive cunt. Midoriya was sure that you were fucked dumb at this point, but he, too, was pussy drunk over you as well.

Indeed, a few more rounds could cure his lust.

�� ✮ ★ ☆ —

"Y/N!" Your best friend calls out to you when she notices your figure approaching her.

You smile and awkwardly walk over to her, a noticeable limp to your stride as much as you try to hide it. She raises a brow at the display, her eyes trailing your unmistakably disheveled appearance. However, you did look put together all the while.

“You okay, N/N?”

“Y-Yeah! Of course, why?” You rush to answer her question with your own. You and her have a stare-down once she notices you haven’t sat down yet, and you know the act added to her suspicion.

“Why won’t you sit down?” She accuses, brow raised. You nervously laugh it off and forcefully push her shoulder as your rough handling earns a dirty look from her.

“I’m getting there, you know?!” You smile hard, your words with a grit added to your speech from your teeth being clenched together. Still, the awkward eye contact continues as you try to hide the wince as you sit in front of her. Suddenly, her eyes and face lit up like a bulb had gone off.

“No fuckin’ way-!”

“Watch your freaking mouth,” You mumble as people start to look over, and you try to cover up your skin that exposes your neck.

“I’m going to take a wild guess that the reason you didn’t respond to me till this morning, didn’t join the group call, now wearing suspiciously warm clothes for the hot weather and walking weirdly is because of him?” She leans on the table to get a closer look at you with a shit-eating grin as if she already knew the answer.

“... yes.” You also break out into a stupid grin, you two giggling like madmen as she slaps your arm at the admission.

“So the plan worked?! You got to tell me everything!”

As you catch your friend up on everything, you can’t help but feel bad for egging Midoriya on for as long as you did… but it was all worth it. At first, the idea to annoy him was simply a dare. Still, soon enough, it became a plan to see another side of your fiancé you realize you had never seen before.

After the many rounds yesterday, you did find out and learn your lesson, though. Before you fell asleep for the night, you did apologize to him for being a brat, and you two fell asleep to a movie after having a much-needed takeout meal that rivaled a mukbang from your activities.

One thing was for sure, though: your state of the aftermath was a great way to remind yourself not to annoy him as much as you had prior.

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[ouch-thats-harsh]

hii!! how r u?? i saw ur BNHA Class1-a w/ an indian reader and i honestly LOVED IT!! i was hoping to request for an indian reader with class 1-a but where they think she is really quiet and shy. HOWEVER, they witness her OTHER side when they see her vibing like crazy to bollywood songs??????????????? thnx<333 hv a good day/nightt!!! :)))

Pairings: none! Just friends and classmates :)

warnings: none! Gn! Reader. Indian reader, the reader is a bit shy

Author's note: Omg, hello!!! It's been a while since I disappeared for no reason😭 I'm sorry I didn't see your ask till now!! I'm so glad you loved the fic, it came from a need, honestly. Also I'm definitely more than rusty at this rn, so please forgive me if this sucks, I'm not the best at English, so i apologise for any mistakes.

A day doesn't pass without your headphones and music. The ghazals, the carnatic music, the hindustani tunes and Bollywood moods to wake your soul up. It was a need for you because more than anything, it was a piece of your home. Their foreign exchange student from India was a specimen worth knowing. Smart, brilliant, gorgeous but also quiet. You being quiet was something they expected, the language barrier guarenteed it! they dubbed your behaviour as that, but turns out thats just the way you were. It added to your charm.

One early Monday, after seemingly a shitty week, everyone had to get back on schedule. Exhausted students pulling themselves out of beds for another tiring week wasn't something new. UA makes it a death week, sometimes literally. Fatigue rolled in by the evening. After letting your friends know that you were ready to turn in for the night, you went straight to your dorm to rest. That was until you got a Google photos notif, from the last time you went to navratri.

Sero was just walking to his room, he was unbothered and chill. Then came your dorm room.

Before long your friends were outside your door

*Knock knock*

from the outside one could hear the faint sound of music and someone singing. They slowly opened the door, to see you, their adorable lovely quiet friend, eyes closed, with loud music, moving your hips to some Bollywood song? the song suited you, thought midoriya as soon as he saw you.

But then the shock came. You danced???

"DAMN GIRL!!" mina's loud outburst alerted you. You froze in place at the sudden yell, "how long have you guys been standing there???" You cried out, a bit embarrassed, maybe too embarrassed. You quickly turned the music off.

"Long enough to see you dance." Kirishima pointed out with a smirk. You felt your face warm. kaminari laughed at the sight of you flustered. Even though the situation was just the material to tease you with, they saw how much you enjoyed it, how carefree you were at that moment.

"What song was that? And you never told me you could move like *that*" mina asked pointing at you. "It's- uhm, it's called" you looked at your phone to get the title right, "tumhi ho bandu... And i- uh could always do that? Haha" the nervousness was evident, probably a result of you hiding this side of yours for so long.

This was a pleasant surprise to them. You looked more alive than they could remember.

Ochaco remembered the times you told her about baraat and gharba, times where you danced as if it was your last breathe of air. You told her about how your lungs would burn, sweat rolling off your head onto the earth. She saw what you meant today, even if it was fleeting. She wanted to join. She picked up your phone and played the next song. The beginning of nachde ne saare played. A memory for you, dancing with your bestfriend back home, unlocked.

You felt shy as the song began, but Ochaco and mina, ever the dancers, began moving, inviting you to do too. The guys were watching until pulled in by the duo, bakugou just stayed in his place, watching and nodding to the beat after a while. You could see some of them puzzled at the words but they swayed nonetheless. You remember this scene from somewhere. What was it? 2 years ago? Tenth farewell party... You remember something just like this, loud music, laughter, flaying arms and someone's horrible attempt at Bhangra. Flashes of old friends transitioned into your new ones, just as precious, loving and loved.

The hour was spent dancing, singing (gibberish more like), before long exhaustion hit all of you."We- *pants* should do this more often" a tired momo said. Satisfied with the whole thing. Some agreed immediately with her, smiling. You all talked a bit after that, letting yourselves relax. "You know, I'm glad i snooped enough to get to see this" sero said amused. "Yeah, i mean, for all we know you could've just hid those hips from us forever." Mina laughed. You chuckled a bit. "Thats called thumke" you told her, happy at the sight of all of them beside you. You went back to your quiet self.

"I do hope we'll get to see you like this more, it's nice to see you so fired up and not only on the battlefield" tooru said as she got up, the others added to her comment agreeing. After her the rest got up and decided to finally go to bed, they all hugged you or just showed their way of being affectionate, so did you.

Your room was silent now. You felt content, somehow at peace at the whole "incident" as they would come to call it from now on.You closed your eyes, the sounds from earlier echoed in your head, though loud, it put you to sleep.

End note: hey, uhm so this was smtg I cooked up after not writing for a long while, so please do leave suggestions on how to improve and yea, thanks for reading! :))

[anglemenskenshi]

AAAAAAUGHHHH STOP MAKING MY BOY EVIL AND MEAN AND DEGRADING!!! THATS WHAT WE HAVE BAKUGOU FOR!!!! YOU WANT CRAZY ROUGH AND MEAN AND DOEN AND DIRTY!? BAKUGOU!!

Obvs make what the fuck you want and write what you want BUT PLEASE! WHERE ARE THE SILLY FICS OF MY GUY BEING SILLY AND SWEET AND BEING DOMMED BY HIS BLACK GODDESS GF!? UNBELIEVABLE

[noir-nat13]

ʀᴇᴅ ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ʟɪʟʏ

izuku midoriya x kanao!reader (female reader)

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ- this book contains swearing, violence, blood, gore, child abuse, physical abuse, ptsd, trauma, ᴍɪɴᴇᴛᴀ, substance abuse, mental health issues, potential murder and slight mature content.

ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ.

𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚 (bhna)

𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 (kny)

𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕒𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤

now onto the character introductions :)

❀ ʏ/ɴ ᴛꜱᴜʏᴜʀɪ ❀ 

“ɴᴏ…ɴᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ  ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴛ.” ❀

❀ ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪʏᴀ ❀

“ᴡ-ᴡᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ.” ❀

❀ ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ ❀

“ʜᴀʜᴀ ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏꜱᴇʀꜱ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ!” ❀

❀ ᴏᴄʜᴀᴄᴏ ᴜʀᴀʀᴀᴋᴀ ❀

“ʏ/ɴ’ꜱ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛꜰʀɪᴇɴᴇ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ !” ❀

❀ ꜱʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ ❀

“ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ᴍʏᴛʜ?” ❀

❀ ᴇɪᴊɪʀᴏ ᴋɪʀɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ ❀

“ᴡᴏᴀʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴏᴏʟ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʟʏ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏ….ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ʜᴇ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ?? ꜰʟᴀᴍʙᴏʏᴀɴᴛ?” ❀

❀ ᴍᴏᴍᴏ ʏᴀᴏʏᴏʀᴏᴢᴜ ❀

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏ/ɴ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴʏᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ” ❀

❀ ᴛᴇɴʏᴀ ʟɪᴅᴀ ❀

“ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ɪʀʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙʟᴇ ʏ/ɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴇᴠᴇʀᴇʟʏ ɪɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ” ❀

❀ ᴋʏᴏᴋᴀ ᴊɪʀᴏ ❀

“ᴏᴍɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴀʟɪ ᴜᴄʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ?” ❀

❀ ᴅᴇɴᴋɪ ᴋᴀᴍɪɴᴀʀɪ ❀

“ᴏᴍɢ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ!” ❀

❀ ʜᴀɴᴀᴛᴀ ꜱᴇʀᴏ ❀

“ᴡᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴏᴏʟ?!” ❀

❀ ᴍɪɴᴀ ᴀꜱʜɪᴅᴏ ❀

“ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴅᴏᴡɴ!!” ❀

❀ ᴛꜱᴜʏᴜ ᴀꜱᴜɪ ❀

“ʀɪʙʙɪᴛ” ❀

ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ 1ʙ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢ 3

-ˋˏ ༻❁✿❀༺ ˎˊ-

❀ ɴᴇᴊɪʀᴇ ʜᴀᴅᴏ ❀

“ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ ɪꜱ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴᴏᴜꜱ?!?” ❀

❀ ᴛᴀᴍᴀᴋɪ ᴀᴍᴀᴊɪᴋɪ ❀

“ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ” ❀

❀ ᴍɪʀɪᴏ ᴛᴏɢᴀᴛᴀ ❀

“ᴋᴏᴄʜᴏ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄɪɴᴇ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴇʀɪ??” ❀

❀ ɪᴛꜱᴜᴋᴀ ᴋᴇɴᴅᴏ ❀

“ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴏɴᴏᴍᴀ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏ/ɴ ᴜꜱɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ Qᴜɪʀᴋ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟʏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ” ❀

❀ ɴᴇɪᴛᴏ ᴍᴏɴᴏᴍᴀ ❀

“ʜᴀʜᴀ! ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ Qᴜɪʀᴋ” ❀

ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ’ꜱ 

-ˋˏ ༻❁✿❀༺ ˎˊ-

❀ ꜱʜᴏᴛᴀ ᴀɪᴢᴀᴡᴀ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴇʀᴀꜱᴜʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ ❀

“ɪɴ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ɪ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅʀᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀꜱ” ❀

❀ ʀᴜᴍɪ ᴜꜱᴀɢɪʏᴀᴍᴀ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴍɪʀᴋᴏ ❀

“ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴋᴏᴄʜᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴋɪᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ʙᴀʙʏ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋᴇᴅ” ❀

❀ ᴋᴇɪɢᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴀᴍɪ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ʜᴀᴡᴋꜱ ❀

“ʜᴇʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀꜰʟʏ” ❀

❀ ᴇɴᴊɪ ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴀᴠᴏʀ ❀

“ᴍʏ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴜʏᴜᴍɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ” ❀

❀ ᴛꜱᴜɴᴀɢᴜ ʜᴀᴋᴀᴍᴀᴅᴀ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴊᴇᴀɴɪꜱᴛ ❀

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀɪꜱᴏɴᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ," - yours truly best jeanist. ❀

❀ ʜɪᴢᴀꜱʜɪ ʏᴀᴍᴀᴅᴀ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴍɪᴄ ❀

“ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴀ ᴅᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀ ᴏɴᴇ!!” ❀

ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ

-ˋˏ ༻❁✿❀༺ ˎˊ-

❀ ꜱʜɪɴᴏʙᴜ ᴋᴏᴄʜᴏ ᵃᵏᵃ ɪɴꜱᴇᴄᴛ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ❀

“ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴋʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʏ/ɴ!” ❀

❀ ᴍɪᴛꜱᴜʀɪ ᴋᴀɴʀᴏᴊɪ ᵃᵏᵃ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ❀

“ᴏʜ ʏᴇꜱ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʙꜱᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ!!” ❀

❀ ɢɪʏᴜ ᴛᴏᴍɪᴏᴋᴀ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ❀

“ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ” ❀

❀ ᴋᴀɴᴀᴇ ᴋᴏᴄʜᴏ ᵃᵏᵃ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ❀

“ɢᴇᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ ʏ/ɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ” ❀

❀ ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴋɪᴛᴏ ᵃᵏᵃ ᴍɪꜱᴛ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ❀

“ʜᴇʏ ʏ/ɴ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ?” ❀

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ 1.

ɴᴏ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ʟʟ ᴛʀʏ. ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ɪꜱ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇꜱɪᴅᴇꜱ ɪᴍ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ. ɪ’ᴍ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ 😔 ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ. 

ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ, ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ. ʏ/ɴ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴋᴀɴᴀᴏ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ.

ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴏʏᴏʜᴀʀᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴏᴜɢᴇ.

ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴏʜᴇɪ ʜᴏʀɪᴋᴏꜱʜɪ.

oh and i don’t own any of the pictures or drawing or any of this art credits to the people who took the time out of their day to create this masterpiece tho.

anyway byee lovebugs - yours truly natbug <3

[clemberryfriends]

Yk what needs to be brought back BNHA x Avatar/Bender Readers and Danganronpa x reader x Bnha bro 😎

GIVE ME A DEKU X EARTH BENDER! READER X BAKUGO

OR

BNHA VARIOUS X READER X VARIOUS DANGANRONPA

There were so many good fics that aren’t being updated anymore with these type tropes man those are what I lived for when reading x readers 😭

[rexhya]

dekusquad as real life hs tropes (pt.2) — ✦ ✦

incl — izuku, todoroki, iida, uraraka, tsu

warn — same as last, NOT BETA READ, sorry it's shorter i didnt mich inspo for this round + i wanna clear my drafts

freshman year —

ohhh boy, lets start with the obvious. izuku has no friends, absolutely 0, completely alone, completely enraptured with himself and obsessions. he's in every advanced class you can think of ( the seniors are more impressed then they are intimidated ), unfortunately for how smart he is he's horrible at explaining things because his mind is moving at 100 kilometers per second and god, his hand writting is AWFUL

has a craving desire for perfection, will tear down entire posters if they're not to his liking.

meets iida in ap statistics

they bond instantly, tenya admires izuku so much, despite his anxious nature he's somone tenya ( other than his brother) really looks up to and strive to be like

intoduces him to uraraka who he was friends with in middle school and sits with at lunch

izuku has insta crush, partly because ochaco is so sweet, partly because shes a pretty girl

tsu is there as well, she's pretty as well but deku knows the difference between platonic and romantic attraction

they fall into a simple routine, ( which izuku loves, routines are probably his favorite thing )

but it's unfortunately ruined by a quiet yet loud presence that invades their circle

( todoroki actually has no idea they were sitting there, he just saw an open spot away from everyone and began eating. the problem is he didn't know how to leave, should he move now? but they were already talking an eating, it didn't really seem like they minded, plus they were nice to listen to, almost as if he was included in their friendship but not really )

eventually ochaco makes a joke so funny even todoroki laughs, their attention is turn to him

its a rare case in which an introverted group has adopted another introvert

from there on out it was smooth sailing

the first time any of there scheduals aligned and wanted to hang out with each other they choose izukus house ( holy shit was that place spotless )

then they choose iida's, ( uraraka thinks his brother is hot, she kinda likes the image of todoroki next to him...)

then they choose ochako's ( and follow in that rotation each time, shouto's house is huge but it's a fucking mess family wise. he's too embarrassed of who might be home that day to invite any of his friends over. tsu lives farthest away from all of them, they've agreed it'd be more of an inconvenience to trav there )

ochako keeps a bunch of gl/bl mangas under the floorboards of her apartment. her parents don't pay much attention to her anyways but theres always a lingering thought of what she might do if she were to get caught

tsu was really expiermentational with her styles around this time, shes pretty sure she got bullied for it but had dress to her liking anyways

shouto hasn't felt this loved since he was born, he adores all his friends despite the rather aloof nature he plays into he quickly ( and im mean quickly) grows a deep affection for all of his comrades

tsu can tell ( despite him not telling ) that he's had a troubled childhood ( though izuku would agrue anyone could tell that per the "birthmark" that plauges his left eye and face )

shouto already feels the closest with izuku, he accidentally catches a glimpse of the perfectly straight lines on his wrist and feels empathetic.

he'd never done anything like that himself but his eldest brother had so many mental health issues he wasn't all that shocked to see izuku's wrists so batter up. ( love you touya ! )

shoutou lets it slip his dad should probably be classified as abusive and put in jail but instead of being deterred izuku nods and says his dad was like that to except he wasn't around anymore he'd decided ( fucking bastard ) that after all he'd done he'd take his own life to face the consequences un whatever hell he ended up in

they really are the only ones who trauma dump to each other like this, it stays like that for a while

( untill the fated junior year ! )

uraraka and iida come up with a plan to celebrate izukus birthday after they find out he does next to nothing for it

simple surprise party decorated by tsu ( our craft queen ) and in a way that perfectly suits izuku's preferences for things ( no coffeti, or candles they make him anxious )

iida is the most busy of all of them, all his classes, debate club, music, ( he plays clarinet! ), sports ( he runs track also is team captain ) and his social life of course, ( somthing he often neglects) so it surprises them when he's the first one to get into a relationship ( its this girl whos name only he can remember, she broke it off along the lines of "youre to involved for me" . he cried a little yes.)

sophomore year —

this is when tsu introduces izuku into manga (and hes soooo annoying about it, he's more knowledgeable then tsu now)

deku feels platonically in love with todoroki more than usual, after there vulnerability really gets vulnerable he honestly feels like thats his bestfriend

iida is so jelly omg, he likes todoroki but assumes he and deku have more in common ( and maybe they do ) it's the simple fact that deku and todoroki have similar upbringings that makes them closer than any hobby or interest could

he doesn't show the fact he's jealous ( thought uraraka and tsu can both tell ) just continues on being group leader, ( even though sometimes he wants to be in a duo too >~< )

the first time any of them were invited to a party it was through todoroki

todoroki is incredibly suspicous during this time, and assumes everyone has the worst intentions for him ( they do not )

but also understands a certain vibe that he himself doesn't have but knows he should have for things like this

anyways he end up taking a shot or two and d ends up getting roofied at this party mina throws

uraraka was supposed to be with him (because deku would rather die then go to a party bakugou will 99.99% be at ( he hadn't told shoutou about particular trauma quiet yet )) but she was no where to be found when jirou came out and so he's left to fend for himself on the cold bathroom floor

eventually iida comes to pick them all up and since nobodies answering there phone pitifully decides to walk into the house

he finds uraraka first ( I mean how could he not, she's acting dangerously out of character, shirtless, screaming and dancing at the top of her lungs on a table, visibly wasted )

corrects her immediately, ( which she's angry about now but thankful for later ) and then finds todoroki, have splain out on the floor and wondering what in the hell happened to him

worried that he was drugged he sobers uraraka up enough and hands her a sandwich and takes todoroki to a emergent care facility (and whaddya know)

he's treated, get's todoroki's older brother to pick him up ( love you touya :3 ) and drives home safely

todoroki cries when he finds out what iida did for him ( he's been crying alot these days ) and thanks him with cold soba ( definitely not iida's favorite, it's the thought that counts

also the year when iida's brother dies, not a great start to the year.

he litterally gave up after that (his brother was his woorrrlld y'all don't even understanndd)

doesn't talk to his friends for weeks, that's when todoroki decides to go see him, ( God his room is a mess shoutou knows tenya-before-tensei would never tolerate )

he's so scared of the look on tenyas face, he threatens to call the police ( which gives no reaction ) but realizes that's stupid and he sounds like his dad ( God what was he turning into?) and calls uraraka instead

she knew tenya was heartbroken and realizes the tenya-before-tensei is gone and decides to call the rest of her precious group of friends to help clean his room at least.

deku understands the way he's feeling ( of course he does ) and shuffles his body into the shower ( izuku goes all out, does the laundry, sets out all the work he's missed on, ( which he'll most definitely help him catch on later ) and even cleans the family room they want to watch a movie in

they pretty much baby them the rest of the day, and in normal circumstances he'd die of embarrassment but sadly these aren't normal circumstances

he's so silent, but his eyes are gittering in appreciation for his friends

izuku wants to stay the whole night but iida knows they have a ap-chem test tomorrow, he insists they go home

tsu stays instead, she facetimes the rest of them when it's time for bed and forehead kisses him 4 times for the rest of them and herself ( he's tucked into bed feeling a little less horribly )

second semester is a little less worse ( tenya is starting to feel like tenya again, if only slightly )

tsu seems to be like a stranger sometimes, ( or have they been a stranger to her? )

tsu is invited to this girls party where uraraka is ( once again ) over sharing about her "crush" on todoroki, a week later mina has had sex with the boy and things take a turn for the worst

tsu can't see why ochako is so angry anyways, ( she'd only been saying that to impress mina anyways ) and isn't super guys in the first place

ochako makes a big deal out of it but tsu is kinda over her anyways, she's never really been the first choice for ochako and now won't make a difference

shouto feel like he betrayed himself, mina hadn't wanted a relationship ( a possibility he should have thought about before letting her slide down on him ) and also feels angry for assimilating with the "bad side" ( izuku has told him about bakugou )

he tells deku anyway, tells him he's sorry and if they no longer want to be friends he understands

izuku isn't mad in the slightest, he actually feels more sad then angry about his old friends relationship

todoroki is the most veunerable he's every been, izuku is crying before he is. it's a whole thing, they're platonic soulmates rn.

junior year —

this is when they had the most character development, uraraka isn't minas first choice ( never had a been, never will be ) it's something she has to come to terms with and realizes what a bad friend she's been to tsu and her crew

none of it can be adressed before mina is suddenly telling the whole school she's been sleeping with their homeroom teacher

and in a litteral sense she has been, her mother and father made some bad calls and now the're stuck on the streets untill they can find a place, uraraka is mortified beyond belief when aizawa offers her family his place ( but immensley grateful, it's the one time her over sharing has worked in her favor )

she ignores the rumors best she can and tries to be involved in her friends lives ( more specificallly tsu who she feels like she hasn't cared enough for ) and it works in some areas

tsu stopped looking at her however, she hasn't really paid much attention to anything she's been saying and she knows it's kind of her fault

tsu is also angry though, after 4 months of blatant ignoring ochako's had enough, she can't force someone to be friends with her ( she's so sad about having to her go, she feels like she'll never meet someone like her again )

ozuku, shoutou, and iida all take her side, ( slightly unwilling, they feel as if it can be fixed )

she complies her sadness into smoking ( both her parents smoke, she has such easy access it's no wonder she never got caught )

izuku is fighting demons with katsuki, ( why had he even tried? he's so fucking stupid )

shoutou feels helpless against it all ( and in some ways he is ) tries his best but izuku's reached his thighs now and he just wants to give up all the time

year that izuku's diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder ( Type A ), there's slight relief but also he needs therapy his mom simply can't afford, looks for other outlets ( which are sadly just his compulsions )

endeavor only adds to the pot, he tried to hit his mom again, todoroki is punching him before he realizes it ( he regrets nothing )

iida is better but almost can't handle all of things, still struggling with his own grief

they don't see each other much this year, and yet the summer arrives and with it, change.

senior year --

things are better ( thank fucking God, another minute of anything they wouldn't have survived )

todoroki wins his trial and they celebrate in urarakas new home

izuku never does end up speaking to or about bakugou again but he doesn't have to, his family is enough

tsu and ochako make up, they both decide they were never meant to be apart in the first place ( first choice x first choice )

iida is finally moving on ( but this time in tenya-after-tensei and off course the grief still lingers )

they all know exactly what they're careers are going to be

this is when they realize no matter what happens they can't leave each other, ( their directions in life are so different, they call all the time now )

++ bonus

after graduation they all did a time capsule video which they all forgot about and like 5 years later, stumble upon and cry and laugh about

iida never told a soul but he's tried smoking once, ( proved his beliefs that smoking is horrible and horrible for you

todoroki feels like uraraka and tsu's older brother, (idk he feels responsible for protecting them or smth ) and reprimands ochako profusely about her smoking problems )

iidas seinor quote is now they're little saying "When going gets tough, the tough get going." — joseph p

[sugarverse]

𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙾𝚞𝚝, 𝚃𝚠𝚘 📖 📕

word count: 6.1k

mentions of: reader crying during sex, vulgar words like cunt lol, smut, calls the reader angel, baby, slut, other pet names I think. kinda dub-con? reader says stop in an overwhelmed way but not a genuine "get off me" way

authors note: the smut is right after the date finishes,  I'm sure no one needs reasoning on why he's a little ooc but heres it anyway. I like to believe as he gets older he has a degradation thing for others. yk you get bullied for fucking ever you'd like to be in control, and for christ sakes he's 25 in this, he's not gonna be the same stuttering beginner deku. kay thats all lmfao

part one! moodboard for the fic by @fizziedoodle

“Welcome back, Mr. Midoryia!” The older brunette said happily, she looked to be in her early 40s, standing tall as her eyes roamed down his body before searching down the list. “You brought a woman this time, Finally not a business deal?” She joked, smiling at you happily. “Your dress looks stunning,” She says to you before meeting eyes with Izuku. He was obviously flustered, a big hand going to rub his neck once more.

“Its for 6:30, Miss Jacklynn.” She waved him off, “Don’t get all proper because you have a cute date. You know the deal,” She grabbed two menus and silverware, walking you both around the corner where a live band had been playing. Music and echoes of laughter filled the dining room. It must have been muffled by the walls near the hostess stand because it seemed way louder than before. You squint slightly as you adjust to the noise, watching the hostess set the table accordingly. “Your waitress will be here shortly,” Izuku let you sit first, sitting across from you with a big grin on his face. “Hope you enjoy!” Jacklynn chirped, winking at the two of you before walking back to the hostess stand.

“Who’s that?” You ask, looking around and smiling under the bright lights. You were trying to hide the annoyed look you wanted to keep on your face, it was unnecessary for that chick to keep babbling after Izuku already looked flustered. But you knew not to overreact right away. You scooch into the booth, sitting onto the comfy red seats. You traced the designs in the dark wood table with your nail, looking up to see him again.

“She normally helps me get deals whenever we have big hero galas here.. She’s always helping my table and stopping by extra to help. She's a really good friend!” He opened  and closed the menu slightly, hearing the click noise it made. Your eyes trailed back to him, nodding and opening your own menu. You kept your thoughts to yourself, looking for the drink options. 

He already knew exactly what he wanted, opening his menu to the drink page and placing it next to you. "Do you like wine?“ He pointed to the list of wine bottles, then moved to the other side of the page. "They have good margaritas too, if that’s more your thing?”

You close your own menu, leaning over his slightly to read the top. “I.. don't know,” You looked over the drink sections some more. There was so much to try, it was hard to see anything new to try. Maybe you just wanted a fruit cocktail or something? You were tired of trying something new and not liking it. There had just been words to describe the drinks which really doesn't help, No pictures. It just seems easier to look at a drink and say you want that instead. You bite your cheek, trying to decide. 

“I was going to get a Cadillac Margarita.. Kacchan comes in and gets the fanciest he can- But the first few times we went drinking, he told me to try it and I havent tried anything else since. If you want, I can buy two and you can get whatever else you want if you don’t like it? If that sounds good?” He stared down at you, grinning ear to ear. 

You hummed softly in agreement, watching your nails as they tapped against the wood. “I was going to say a more confident yes, But I don’t like lime like that. I’m not gonna waste an entire drink because I'm picky.. I found a pineapple one I can drink!” You pointed to the menu, seeing the small description read something about it tasting like a fancier pina colada. “You get your fancy ass drink and I’ll take a sip. You can try mine too!” 

“I get sugar around the rim. You okay with that?” He asks, he hadn’t broken eye contact yet, watching you look at his lips then back to his eyes. You hummed a soft agreement once again, smirking a bit at his seemingly still flustered state. “Good Evening you two!”

A voice interrupted, causing you both to look over at the woman. “My name is Emilie, Do you know what you want to drink tonight?”

Izuku nodded, showing off that pro-hero smile he wore mostly for cameras. “Yes Ma’am! I wanted a Cadillac Margarita with sugar around the rim, In a fishbowl glass if you have it, Thank you!” The waitress looked at you, smiling and quickly scribbling down what Izuku had ordered.

“And for you miss?” You smiled. “A pineapple margarita on the rocks with salt around the rim,” You shot Izuku a teasing glance. “A regular glass is fine with me.” 

She nodded, writing that down as well. “Any appetizers for you two?” He chuckled, moving pages of the menu back and forth. “We’re still looking, But I’m assuming yes.”

“Perfect! I’ll be back with your drinks!” She left, looking down at her notepad. You open your menu to look as well, trying to find the section that looked the most appealing. It seemed like the menu went on for ages. 

“You wanna try the calamari?” Izuku suggests as he finally leans back into his seat to relax.

You rolled your eyes. “You know this stupid thing like the back of your hand. We can get.. Whatever that is. Don’t tell me until I eat it!” You finally found genuine entrees, hearing him laugh loudly at your statement.

“I wont, I wont. You want filet mignon? I know you said you like steak.. I wanted to get some Nigiri and Maki. So you can try both if you want?” Your eyes grew wide, nodding. 

“Of course I want filet mignon!” You said happily, shutting the menu. You already knew your sides were going to be asparagus and mashed potatoes. Nothing too complicated and food you know is hard to fuck up.

“I’ll order everything when she gets back. What else would you like?” He chirped, shutting his menu and setting it on the edge of the table next to you. You crossed your arms. “What makes you think I can’t do it myself?”

He laughed, knowing you were kidding. It didn’t take away from the dark look in his eyes. “Don’t be a brat, Tell me what you want to eat y/n..” Your eyes widened, going to retort to his comment before the waitress placed your drinks down. Izuku began telling her what you both had wanted to eat, glancing at you to see how you wanted it cooked. You were sorta still in shock, mouthing the way you wanted it cooked and your sides to him as he ordered. You sipped your drink, squinting at him and setting it down. He took a sip of his own before reaching over to take yours. 

The comment still rang in your ears, a smirk resting on your face as you grazed your tongue over your teeth. “You wanna swap spit with me already?” You joke, taking his glass with both hands. It looked like a genuine fish bowl with a stem.. There was no way he was finishing this whole thing. You licked a small part of the rim, taking a sip as your face scrunched up. You pushed the glass towards him, laughing and shaking your head a few times. “That’s fuckin’ strong Izuku- Oh my god-” You laughed, covering your cough before listening to your nails tapping at the glass.

The words fell from his mouth quicker than he could correct them, “I would gladly swap more than just spit with you.” You felt your face heat up, staring at him for a moment. He thought he had mumbled it, standing slightly to swap your drinks. He watched your manicured hand grab his tie loosely before he could sit back down. Your gaze stayed on his lips, hearing both hands be placed onto the table with small taps of your nails. He leaned forward, giving you a small kiss on your lips. It felt right. Was a kiss what you wanted?

You smile, kissing back and tugging his tie closer to you before he could pull away to give some lame peck. He felt his face burn, pulling away slowly and sitting down with a happy, almost woozy, grin on his face. He looked down at his drink, picking the glass up between his fingers and bringing it up to his lips. “You kiss like an angel. I thought I was in trouble at first..” He laughed to himself, bringing his drink to his lips once more.

You watched his facial expression change as he felt your heel creep up his leg and to his thigh. He didn't say anything, taking another big sip before setting the glass back onto the table. You watched his face turn cherry red, looking at you like he needed to speak. He opened his legs a bit more, feeling the tip of your heel rub against his inner thigh. You scoot down in your seat, heel now against his bulge. “The opposite of trouble, ‘zuku..” You flash an innocent smile, moving your foot side to side against him slightly.

He groaned, covering it with a small cough and another drink. A big hand suddenly grabs your ankle, yanking it towards his stomach so you slip downward in your seat. “You're playing with fire, honey.. Too many people around.” He leaned over the table to speak in a low voice, rubbing the soft skin of your calf before setting your foot back onto the ground. You smile, the tip of your heel slipping into his pant leg slightly as you rubbed against him.  

Malachite eyes watching your pretty lips sip at your straw, long eyelashes batting up at him. He couldn't wait to get out of here. The calamari came to the table, along with a few plates by someone other than your waitress just to scurry off. “I say try it with the sauce and then without..” He scooted closer to the table, adjusting himself in his pants as discreetly as he could.

“Ill try both just for you..” You tease, trying the calamari. It wasn’t half bad! I mean, It was fried but it was still kinda… squishy? You looked up from the plate to see him already munching on a piece. “What is it?” You grabbed your fork, poking around the plate to see if you could determine for yourself what it was.

“Squid.” He ate another piece, watching your face scrunch up. He let out a loud laugh, covering his mouth with one hand so he hadn’t spat everywhere. “You didn’t look like it was that bad!” He couldn’t help it, your face was very expressive and he knew you didn't like the sound of that.

“Squid makes it so much more.. gross.” You tried another small piece with your fork, watching the waitress visit the table. You looked over at her, seeing Izuku from the corner of your eye straighten up.

“You guys like it?” She asked with a smile, looking back and forth between the two of you. Izuku nodded, answering for the both of you. He knew you didn’t really like it. But he didn’t want to say no. Maybe he’ll finish it off later? “I’m glad! I checked on your food and it will be out in no time!” You smiled, nodding as she walked to visit another one of her tables.

“You can bring it home.. I don’t know if this shit warms up well- I’ll pay for it.” You grabbed your bag, huffing and feeling his scarred hand reach across the table to lay against yours.

“Don’t, it’s okay. I told you I got it, angel.” He pulled your hand up to his lips for a kiss. He didn’t mind whatsoever, it was good! You smiled, messing with the cloth napkin that your silverware laid upon. He is so sweet..

“I could get used to being called angel..” You murmured, pulling out your phone. “We should at least take a picture! First dates are important!” You smile up at the hero before earning a smile back. You quickly got up, plopping right next to him. You extend your arm out, taking the picture as the two of you shined your teeth at the camera. You then took another, this one had just been you kissing him on the cheek. His face turned a bit red, not expecting it, but not minding. 

You sent the two photos to him, going to get up until he slid an arm tightly around your waist. You then see a hot plate of food being placed in front of the two of you. You giggled, staying tightly against him and watching the steam rise from your food before he got his sushi and lobster. 

You beamed, thanking the person who had brought you the food before grabbing your silverware and setting it next to you once more on his side of the table. Izuku chirped in a thank you as well before digging into his food. He cut off a small bite off of what he had just to put it to your lips. “Try it, I bet you’ll love it.” You huffed, opening your mouth slowly. It looked.. wet. Slimy even. Although it looked like it wouldn’t taste as good as it did.. You liked it!

You begin cutting your steak, “It’s good! You want a bite of my food?” You hold the fork out in case he said yes. He thought for a moment, finishing whatever he was chewing on to lean down and eat the bite you had given him. Steak wasn’t his favorite, but it was good too! You two shared a few more bites back and forth, finishing your own food of course. You both were stuffed! It was delicious and you were glad you were having such a good time.

You two were still leaning up against each other when the waitress bought the check. She stopped in her tracks a moment, deciding to give it to you since you sat outside the booth, Just for Izuku to kindly take it from your hands. You attempted to look at the price, but he didn’t even look! He placed his card in and handed the check back.

He looked down at you, staring at those pretty, full lips. He wanted them around his cock. Bad. That wasn't just the liquor talking either. He couldn't stop thinking about in the limo, it had been awhile since he's been with someone intimately and you were just so warm and inviting. “Hey Angel, You wanna watch a movie after this?” He rubbed his hand up your arm, silently asking to play with your hair. You leaned into his touch, watching him twirl the ends of your hair between his fingers.

“Sure, I’d love to..” You tapped the table with your nails. “Your place?” You had been all dolled up, it wasn’t really.. movie theater appropriate? You’d rather go to your/his place to chill out.

He nodded, kissing your cheek softly. “My place. You wanna change at my place too? I’ll give you some of my old clothes. I know you want this dress off fast..”

“Not as fast as you want it off.” You teased, watching the waitress come back. She handed the card and receipt to Izuku who seemed to be trying to keep it together. 

“I hope you two have a good night!” She spoke, attempting to scurry off before Izuku started speaking. He took the receipt and tucked it into his wallet along with his card, pulling out a fifty and handing it to the woman. “Here, I know you’re busy tonight. Thanks for takin’ care of us.” He smiled, watching her squeal and take it. “Thank you so much!” She laughed happily, running off to go tell her friends or.. whatever she was going to do. She’s not relevant to the story anymore-

You scooted out of the booth, putting your hand out for him to help him up. He scooped an arm around yours, walking right out the door. The limo was right outside, waiting for you two to get in. Did he text the driver? Had they been there the whole time? You didn’t give it much thought, watching Izuku open the door for you. You smiled at your reflection, reapplying lip gloss before climbing inside as Izuku followed. 

Almost immediately after he shut the door, he starts to speak. “Can.. Can I kiss you? On the lips again?” You could tell by his face he felt a bit flushed. You nodded, leaning up just for his big frame to pull you up out of your seat by your hips. He sat you on his lap, pressing his lips against yours feverishly. 

You whimpered after feeling how needy he was for just a kiss. It was sloppy.. But it was so passionate at the same time. You began to sit up a bit more, feeling him place a hand onto your thigh. You were still much smaller than him, having to sit on his lap for a proper kiss. He is so fucking strong.. Picking me up like it wasn’t nothin’. You thought to yourself.

He slowly opened his eyes, staring at you with a cloudy, hazy look. He wanted to see if there were any signs of resistance.. But after you hadn’t pulled away, He closed them once more. He couldn’t stop tugging on the silky fabric of your dress, it was so soft.. He wanted to rip it off your body. Would you let him? He’ll buy you a new one. He swears by it.

You began running your hands through those pretty dark green curls. Hearing him letting out soft whimpers before mumbling something against your lips. The next thing you knew, the hero was shoving his tongue down your throat. You made sure to keep him close, feeling your poor clit rubbing against his bulge from his impatient movements. Despite not trying to, you let out a few moans as well. Tugging even harder on his curls. He groaned, letting his eye peak open slightly at the feeling of the limo arriving at his place. 

He pulled away from you, panting quietly as he planted another soft kiss onto your forehead. He had lip gloss smeared on his lips, they glimmered in the low light of the vehicle. “Come on Angel, We’re here.” He let you get out first, kissing your shoulder as he stood behind you. He shut the door and held your waist close to his hip as he walked up the steps to his home.

You stared up at the house, There was enough for himself and at least 3 extra rooms to hold. Why would he have such a big house to himself? You thought for a moment, hearing the door click in front of you. He held the door open, rubbing the small of your back.

“Go ahead angel,” He spoke softly, turning a few lights on as he followed you inside. He took his shoes off, locking the door behind him. He knelt to undo the clasp of your heels, sliding them off of your feet and setting them next to the door. “Are you ready to change now or do you want to wait?” He didn't want to rush you out of your clothes… Well, not yet at least. He wanted to make sure you were comfortable first.

Your eyes flicker to him, still soaking in the smell of apple and cinnamon from his home. It was beautiful.. Marble counters, a leather sofa, a 75in TV.. “Now is fine, You think I'll be able to fit your clothes?” You giggle, holding his hand as he guides you to his bedroom. Picture frames hung upon the walls, His family maybe? Friends and other pro-heros you’d seen on the news posed with him on his beige walls. His bedroom door creaked open, a king-sized mattress with silk pillowcases and a dark gray bedspread sat in the middle of the room next to a dresser. A small nightstand, alarm clock, and lamp sat on the other side of the bed. He had been pretty organized, more than you thought a pro hero would be. 

As you look around the room, he lets your hand go in search of comfy clothes. He found an old shirt from days where he'd train with All Might, the dingy yellow fading out from how much it had been washed. He sets it onto the bed, quickly finding a few pairs of pajama pants to set next to it. “I’ll go change in the bathroom, Let me know when you’re done!” He grabbed his hanger for his suit, looking for his own clothes to wear as he loosened his tie around his neck.

"Thank you, Zuku..” You watched his shoulders tense a bit. Did he not like the nickname? You just said it not too long ago.? You sat on the bed and began to take out your earrings.

“Of.. Of course y/n..” He liked the name, just not used to someone being nice to his name. You get called Deku all your life you forget your real name can be just as sweet. He leaned down to kiss your cheek before walking to the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. He looked at himself in the mirror, flustered and scrambling to keep himself together. You gave him butterflies with that honey-laced voice of yours. He froze for a moment, looking for any wipes so that you would wipe off your make-up. Were you spending the night? Did I even ask?? It might have been rude to assume.. Did you even want to take your makeup off? Was that stupid to assume too? He didn’t want to ask, whatever happens will happen. He’s not going to make you feel obligated to do anything. He looked all over for wipes, sighing when he realized he hadn’t had any. After hanging his suit onto the hanger, he knocked on the door. “If you aren't done, Take your time! I was going to go pop in a mo-”

You opened the door, cutting him off. His pants were too long on you but they fit otherwise! You looked up at him, “What was that sweetheart?” You stood to the side, watching him go to hang up his tux. What you hadn’t noticed was where his eyes went as soon as the door opened.

“Whatever you want. I have Hulu, Netflix, We can watch some movies on HBO or something?” So cute in my clothes.. Were you wearing a bra? God I bet your tits are so fucking pretty.. He thought to himself, feeling his cock twitch in his boxers. You shuffled your feet onto the carpeted floor with a smile, heading towards the couch and sitting down comfortably. He sat next to you, a bigger grin placed on his face as you scooted closer to him. He wrapped an arm around you, flicking through the movies on Netflix first. “Anything certain you wanna watch?” He asked, leaning his head onto yours.

You shrugged, taking the remote from him and looking for yourself. It didn’t really matter what movie was picked, Whatever would be good background noise right? You turned on some comedy movie, leaning over to snatch the blanket that had been thrown onto the arm of the couch. You put it over the both of you, leaning to set the remote onto the glass coffee table. He had little all-might too coasters.. How cute.

He grabbed his phone, using it to dim the lights in the living room before rubbing your shoulder. “y/n?” He asked softly, moving his head from yours to look down at you. He watched your eyes meet, leaning down for another kiss like earlier.

You kissed back without hesitation, cupping his face and letting his scruff lightly scratch at your palm. He wasted no time pulling you onto his lap again. His hungry state had been the most uncaring he’s been all night, shoving his tongue into your mouth and gripping your hips so hard they might bruise. He needed you. Grinding you against him like a hungry animal. Allowing his bulge to bump against your clit, feeling you moan into his mouth. You were intoxicating..

He dragged his wet kisses down to your neck, chuckling as you struggled to catch your breath. Did he make you feel that good? He ran his hands up to your chest, feeling you grind without his force. He bit your neck softly, feeling you lean in before he left a small red hickey on your shoulder. 

Staring down at your chest, his eyes flickered up to ask for permission to continue marking you. You gave a small nod before seeing his eyes light up, He proceeded to leave hickeys and love bites all over your naked torso. You gave a sharp tug at his hair before he lifted you into his arms. He looked up at your slacked jaw, taking a small bite onto your side as he carried you to his room on his broad shoulder. You let out a loud giggle or two as he laid you against his bed, lifting your shirt and swirling a tongue around your nip. He teased for a second, sucking on one and pinching the other between his fingers. He switched sides, wanting to give your entire body his attention.

“You really want me baby? You want me to ruin you?” He stood up properly to take his own clothes off, watching you strip under him.

“Yes, Please Zuku..” You muttered, letting your arms cross upon your face. The feeling his hands moving them away made you whine. He didn’t speak at all, but you got the message and kept your arms above your head. Your eyes traveled down his bare chest, shutting your legs around him in a failed attempt to close them at the sight of his happy trail.

“Can I fuck your tits first? Please?” He gave them a soft squeeze before taking his hard-on out. He tugged off the rest of his clothes for you, not breaking eye contact.

You nodded slowly, feeling him cup your face. You let your eyes drift down at his cock, feeling your jaw drop slowly at the sight before he shut it. “You just sit there and look pretty for me..” He mumbled before sliding his dick through the valley of your breasts. He pushed them together with your hands, letting out soft whimpers into the air. The noises he let out were heavenly.. You couldn’t explain it. You watched his face contort into pleasurable looks, drool pooling in his mouth. You smirked softly before licking his tip each time his head passed all the way through.

He went much faster. You were such a good girl.. You made him feel so fucking good. He already felt as if he’d cum all over your face already. You looked so pretty. Where had you been all his life? He practically had hearts in his eyes as he stared down at you. He imagined creaming inside of you, causing him to spill all over your face without warning. His hips gave a small stutter, pulling away and soaking in the sight of you.

You whimpered, swallowing the bit that got into your mouth before glancing up at Izuku. He had gone to grab a tissue from his bed stand, quickly wiping your face off. “My poor girl, I’m so sorry.. Let me make it up okay?” He slid his hand down, rubbing your clit in circles. Your back arched involuntarily off of the bed, eyes rolling back almost immediately. He had found it so quick. What a pro, Who else had he touched like this? You squeezed your eyes shut at the stupid thought. Who cared? He’s between your legs now, right? No one else mattered.

He hummed, switching to his thumb over your clit and easing a finger in. He knew his fingers had been pretty thick, calloused from all of his hero-work. He listened to you gasp and watched your lips quiver. He loved seeing you fall apart with a few touches.

You whimpered, wrapping your arms around him and pulling his body closer so you could hide the noises you made into his skin. He didn’t mind, shoving another finger in and curling them slowly. It was going to throw you over soon, hearing the wet sounds of your cunt and your gasps filling the room.

He stared at your eyelashes, watching your eyes shut tighter before cumming against his fingers. He kept your legs apart, feeling them start to close. “Its okay, Keep cumming baby..” He smacked your thigh with his free hand, keeping your legs wide open before shoving his fingers as deep as they’d go into your cunt.

You spasmed, scratching at his shoulders as he guided you through it. “Zuku.!” It was more of an oh my type of name call. He didn’t respond, pulling his fingers out of you to clean them with his tongue. You watched his eyes flutter, causing you to close your legs a bit embarrassed.

“We’re not done yet.” He finished sucking on his fingers, his cock twitching against your clit as he leaned your legs up to your ears. “I wanna fuck you. So stay still and take it for me..” He mumbled, looking up at you for any signs of wanting to stop. After he saw your little nod, he eased into you.

You smacked at the sheets, gripping them and shutting your eyes tight. Why was he so fucking big? You pulled your hips away only for him to grab them. He pulled you closer, shoving his cock deeper into you. “Don’t run now, Take it baby.” He growled into your ears, sending butterflies right to your tummy. 

He made sure you were alright, kissing your cheeks and mumbling soft praises as he shoved himself at his halfway point. It wasn’t slow at all. You had been so tight he might split you open. No one else ever made you so.. full. He wanted to try shoving in the other half so it would be quick and less painful, seeing some tears spill from your eyes. “Don’t cry, pretty girl. I'm right here..” He laid his hands next to your head, sighing softly. 

“I’m not cryin’..” You used your finger to wipe off some of your tears, ruining your makeup a bit. You hadn’t even closed your eyes fully before he slammed into you. “Fuck!!” You cried out, clinging onto him quicker than you ever had. You felt tears rush down your cheeks, your chest rising and falling quicker than before.. The full feeling in your tummy was just too overwhelming.

“Watch your mouth, Angel.” He kissed your shoulder, giving you time to adjust. He really was spitting you open. You were too fucking tight and he’d have to move soon. He tried to give you the time you needed, but he couldn’t wait that long. He started slowly dragging himself from your cunt, moving his hand to rest on the head board and the other to lay you down. “Let me take care of you..” He rubbed your clit with his thumb, watching his cock twitch inside of you.

You continued to pant like a dog in heat, letting out moans and leaning into his touch. “Zuku please...” You mumbled, tears starting to glue your lashes together. It felt so good but there wasn’t much to do but beg him to stop. It was too much, you couldn’t do it. You couldn’t hardly handle it.

He didn’t listen, watching you cry and your mascara drip from the first and only thrust so far. “What? Adjust to me.. I know you can do it baby..” He put a bit more pressure on your clit, rubbing it faster. He heard you hiccup and moans get louder, thinking about how bad he wanted to just slam into you. 

You simply nodded, moaning louder as he made you cream once again. Your cunt disobeying you and closing against his cock only made you pull him back in. “It- hah-.. It hurts Izuku..” You mumbled, not that he was listening nor did he care. You let him poke at your cervix again as he really moved. You were seeing stars.

“It hurts baby?” He groaned, letting his chest rise and fall with heavy breaths. “Aw.. It's okay, I’m right here.” He gave long, irritatingly slow, thrusts into you. He watched you smack at the blanket next to you, crying and whimpering even more than before.. He wiped off your tears, chuckling a bit and rutting in roughly. He watched your body flinch, jumping back from the force just to suck him back in again. “Can I move now, Angel? I’ll be gentle..” He lied through his teeth.

“y..yes..” And you believed him. He started slow, but gradually began pounding into you at more than a gentle pace. You could feel your walls cling around his cock, threatening to drain him of all of himself into you. You shivered, hugging your arms around him as you cried louder. The make-up you wore now beautifully ruined by his roughness.

“Am I makin you feel like this? You cryin 'cause of my cock?” He teased, feeling a sense of pride as he went on and on about how much of a slut you were for him. He could feel himself bruising your hips, but he couldn’t stop himself. It felt too good. He was too excited to even put on a condom.. Maybe he’ll trap that pretty pussy along with you. 

He leaned down, kissing down the valley of your breasts as they bounced near his head. He could feel your nails running through his hair and scratching at his scalp. Once you pulled on those green curls? It was over. His hips stuttered, letting out the loudest moan he had kept in his throat all night. He hadn’t stopped either, slamming into you harder as he broke his rhythm. “You’re mmm..mine, Mine, Mine.." 

You nodded as you continued to pull and scream out in bliss. You shivered, creaming onto his cock for the final time before feeling him pull out and make a sticky mess all over your stomach. You hadn’t minded one bit. You let your breath steady out as he went to his bathroom and warmed a rag to clean you off with.

Once he came back, cock clean and covering himself a bit as he wiped your body off. "You want me to wash you up, y/n?” He kissed your forehead, wanting to make sure you felt alright. After earning a nod from you, he carried you to the bathroom. It was huge. 

“Let me down!” You laughed, despite clinging around him. Once he let you down, you shoo’d him out so you could pee before hopping in the bath to start cleaning. He came back a bit later, washing you gently like he said he would. He didn’t want you raising a finger. 

He needed a woman like you all the time.

a/n: this is genuinely a draft before COVID that i posted on my very dead account. I rewrote and tweaked but it is still a very old concept. Idk i know I can write better than this but I felt like this needed more love first? sorry it's butt BAHAHAHA

side a/n: if you can't tell, i am ass at aftercare. mainly because I get too hot to lay together, I need weird me time after I have sex so I guess I've just never,,,learned?

[beesandberries]

When you do your hair inspired by them! ft.. Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Eijirou Kirishima, Hitoshi Shinso, Hanta Sero, and Tenya Iida!

Warnings / To know: [Reader] is established as black and a female, some vulgar language, use of pet-names, established [character] x [reader] relationships, fluff / neutral, let me know if I missed anything and please enjoy!

A/N: “I was extremely tired and lazy while making this so some characters are more OOC or not really how I would have wanted to like them but I wanted to get at least something small out for y’all so sorry about that😣

k.Bakugo

I.Midoriya

S.Todoroki

E.Kirishima

D.Kaminari

H.Shinso

H.Sero

T.Iida

[katsukisesposa]

Maybe I can help? (Izuku midoriya x female reader)

Stomach cramps suck. But thankfully you have your super awesome lovely boyfriend to help you out with them (o´▽`o)

‼️Semi-suggestive! ‼️

Likes and reblogs are much much appreciated <3

You were curled up in your bed with the worst stomach cramps in your entire life. You groaned at the immense pain holding your stomach. The pain was so bad you even had to ditch some of your classes. As you heard a knock on your door you hopped off your bed wrapping the blanket around you as you opened the door to find Izuku looking at you with a slight chuckle. “What’s wrong? He said his face etched in concern and worry as you let him in and he followed you into the dorm he’s been in countless times. You hopped onto your bed groaning curling up into a ball once more. He noticed her grown and stepped over to you, a look of concern on his face. He sat down on the edge of the bed nearby. “Hey, seriously what's wrong? You're not feeling okay?" His brows furrowed as the worry for you grew more evident on his face.“My cramps, they’re just a pain-” you said in a groan holding onto your stomach as he place a hand on your back. “I’m sorry baby, that must be why you missed school” he said rubbing your back gently as you nodded. “Yeah, you know me so well-“ you said with a sniffle and somewhat as a joke as he stroked your back soothingly, his touch gentle."Because I pay attention. I care about you, so I make sure to learn all the important things about you. Like how to comfort you when you're feeling down, or how to make you smile when you're feeling sad." He said in the most caring and loving tone in your voice as you reached to cup his face. “I wish these would just go away” you said softly looking into his eyes as he suddenly blushed and got all flustered. “Maybe I can help?” He said a bit awkwardly despite the two years you guys have been dating.

He began to stutter and mumble playing with his fingers. “ I searched up-not in a creepy way or that I fantasize about this-but! I thought this might be useful to know just since I don’t want you to go through that pain and I heard it should bring some relief from period cramps-” his sentence was cut off as you cupped his face your thumb caressing his cheek gently. “I get what you mean, and I trust you, Izuku. I know you'll make me feel good." You said with a soft smile, his face turning a brighter red his heart swelling with affection and love for you. “Just relax okay? I’ll take care of you” he said gently pushing you onto the bed his eyes filled with love and desire as he had both hands next to your side looking directly at you. He leaned down, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed over your body, gently caressing and touching you like if you were the most precious thing on earth.

His lips left yours, leaving kisses from your jawline to your neck. He could feel your body responding to his touch, noticing your breathing getting heavier as a soft moan escaped your lips. “Izuku” you said in almost a whine as he didn’t notice and was caught up placing kisses on your body. His mouth continued its descent, moving further down your body over you chest and abdomen until he reached the waistband of your pants. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire and a silent question, seeing if you were ready and okay for him to continue. Your hand tangled up into his green hair as you saw his face and the way it made him react. “Izuku- I think im-okay-“ you said breathlessly. His eyes were dilated with how much love he has for you, as he looked into your eyes with lust and desire. He cupped your face talking to you in a gentle voice despite his tone being almost a begging one. He grabbed the back of your hand before speaking to you almost pleading. “No baby, I want to make sure this pain goes away fully okay?”

[fizziedoodle]

dating izuku! ꢾ꣒