#deku fanfic

[hajiberry]

VOICE-MEMOS THEY SEND WHEN THEYRE DRUNK

Kirishima- “baaaaaaabe, hiii I’m out and well I mean I’m not really out anymore I’m on my way home. In an Uber cause no drunk driving duhhhhhh but actually I’m not even drunk so I actually could’ve driven but somebody I won’t name names was being a bit of an asshat and wouldn’t let me drive. But oh my god I love yousomuch like you know I love my guys but god I miss you every time I go out. And yes I know I’ll see you when I get home but your gonna be sleeping and I’m gonna be sad but honestly might wake you up because I wanna kiss you. Okaaay pulling up to to the cribbb noww BYYE”

Deku- “okay let me start by saying I’m only slightly under the influence right now. Like honestly barely, I didn’t even drink that much but sometimes I feel like because I never had a college experience to build my tolerance up I’m still a lightweight at 24 but anyways I’m on the way home and I keep thinking about how much I love you and I miss you so much and oh my god I don’t know what I’d do if we ever broke up. Not that I want that to ever happen but like oh my god how could I even function? I’d probably drop from number 1 to like in the hundreds 'cause I’d be that useless without you.” *starts crying and the rest of the audio message is him crying*

Todoroki - “y/n, I’m currently in midoriyas car because he’s driving me home because I accidentally drank too much at the after-party for the award show. I’m so sad you couldn’t come, like I know the anniversary party for your parents is really important that’s why I’m flying out tomorrow to be there for it. Shit, that was a secret. I hope you don’t listen to this because then you’ll know I’m on a plane coming to see you in like 3 hours. Honestly don’t know how I’m going to function hungover on an airplane but I think I’ll manage, I mean it’s not like it’s a commercial flight so I should be good. Damn it well I was originally going to say I love and miss you. Which still stands but I’m gonna go now because I think I’m going to throw up” “TODOROKI NOT IN MY CAR PLEASE”

Bakugou- “fuck. I’m so drunk right now and I hate even admitting that but that’s how shit-faced I am right now that I can even admit that I’m drunk. This is why I should never go out with my idiot friends, they make me drink and then I end up talking about you and that’s so beyond embarrassing. Not that you’re embarrassing I just don’t need them to know my business like that. Kirishimas driving me home right now which I feel like speaks volumes about my lack of good judgment right now. I don’t even know what the point of this message is I just wanted to say you’re one of the most tolerable person I’ve ever met and I really fucking love you. Okay bye this idiots smiling at what I’m saying and it’s creeping me out.

[tired-teacher-blog]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[linahopeeeee]

Just The Tip

ღ Pairing: Midoriya Izuku x reader

ღ Summary: Izuku promises to just put the tip in

ღ Words: 600

ღ Notes: what is this? It probably sucks but I’m bored and high so I’ll give it to you guys anyway 😌

MDNI

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“please bunny? just the tip I promise, I just really need to feel you” your boyfriend Izuku begs. Your best friends Katsuki and Eijirou are having a housewarming party tonight to celebrate the house that they just bought together and the two of you are already late.

“cant you just wait till we get home later?” you question from your spot in the passenger seat, your checking to make sure your lip stick isn’t smudge.

“besides you always say just the tip” you start, lowering your voice to make yourself sound more like him “and its never just the tip” you finish.

“I know but it’ll really just be the tip this time, I’m so hard it hurts, you wouldn’t want me to be in pain all night would you?” he uses his best puppy dog eyes against you, bottom lip poked out into a pout.

“fine, you get five minutes and I swear if I see even a drop of cum on my dress you won’t be getting any for the next week” you warn him, already taking your seatbelt off and climbing into the backseat, a smirking Izuku following.

Your sliding your underwear down your legs and tossing them somewhere in the front as Izuku pushes his pants down his thighs, stroking himself a couple of times before he’s lining himself up at your entrance.

“fuck” he grunts as your tightness swallows him greedily, he smirks to himself at how wet you are for someone who didn’t even want to do this, but doesn’t comment on it. Instead he uses his thumb to collect some of your slick, bringing it up to your clit and rubbing precise circles, he only has five minutes to get you to cum and that’s a challenge he’s willing to accept.

“fuck z-zu” you stutter as the tip of his cock brushes against that spot deep inside your walls. Your hands get tangled in his curly green hair, as you pull him down, lips sucking roughly on his neck, a small hickey forming instantly.

“god you’re so tight” he groans as his lips find yours in a heated kiss. You’re so lost in the pleasure you don’t even care that he’s ruining the makeup it took you half an hour to perfect earlier, all you care about is the familiar tightening in your stomach, walls clenching around Izuku.

You can tell he’s close too, with the way his cock keeps twitching inside of you and his thrusts are getting sloppy.

“where do you want me to cum?” Izuku asks, lips against your neck, teeth softly grazing the exposed skin.

“i-inside” you moan when he brings his hand back down to flick at your clit, as he releases inside of you, painting your walls white.

After a quick mirror check to make sure you both look okay, your walking hand in hand to the door, smiling when Katsuki opens it up, he has an annoyed look on his face when he spots deku but breaks out into a grin when he notices the mark left on his neck.

“next time you have sex with your girlfriend in a car, you probably shouldn’t do it in someone driveway” Katsuki says with a chuckle, laughing harder when he sees the way Izuku’s cheeks and the tips of his ears turn red, before walking away.

Izuku stands embarrassed by the door for a couple of moments before walking the the direction Katsuki just went, happily greeting the rest of the party.

[angelltheninth]

What fanfic tropes do you think Deku, Bakugo, Kirishima and Shoto would fit best?

You know I'm a big fan of fic tropes, writing this is gonna be a lot of fun.

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya, Bakugo Katsuki, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima x Reader

Tags: fluff, kissing, rivals to lovers, fighting, proposal, arguments, pining, crushes, protectiveness, developing feelings

A/N: BNHA gets more and more wild every season and with every season I feel like I need to write more fluff cause these characters just keep going through it you know.

Deku is PINING over you from the moment your eyes meet on the first day of school. He might have his new Quirk but damn is he hopeless when it comes to romance. He sees you looking at him, he knows you want to spend time with him, but he's just too shy to admit what he's feeling. Not even on missions where its just the two of you. He ends up having problems with his Quirk too because his hormones are going all over the place because of you. Its really getting to be a problem that needs solving fast. Just as soon as he finds the right words. Soon, yeah, he'll confess to you soon.

Bakugo is your RIVAL and the class bad boy so you and he do not get along whatsoever. You're always trying to one up each other, training and missions alike, and with you both being hot heads it results in quite a few arguments that end up with you both screwing things up. Everyone can see the tension between you, everyone but the two of you because you're so wrapped up in your rivalry. It takes you being literally locked in a gym room to get your feelings out in the open. But boy does it not get much better, now every argument just escalates to a hot and heavy and angry make out session.

Shoto has a CHACE MEETING with you while working at his dad's agency. He didn't expect a student from another school here but its a welcome change, and distraction, from having to be here and be frustrated with himself and his old man. He likes that you don't try to pry too much in why he doesn't like Endeavor, and that you don't treat him like he's special just because he has a double Quirk. Furthermore you provide him with a nice challenge and good company, pretty smiles and the occasional wink that makes his stomach burst with butterflies and his face grow hotter then ever before. Perhaps it was a good thing he chose to come here after all.

Kirishima is your CHILDHOOD FRIEND and you've both had crushes on each other for the longest time, promised to marry when you were kids too. He took that promise to heart, wanting to become a man worthy of a girl like yourself. He is very protective of you, taking the hits for you if he can... despite secretly loving to see kicking ass. But he wants to show you how tough he is, how he can take it all and get back up no problem. You trade the smallest of kisses on New Years, and to your surprise he asks you to marry him again, looking a lot more serious this time around.

[luvrkay]

I'm currently experiencing the worst headache ive ever had but i wanted to post something anyway:) it probably sucks tho

Izuku likes to spend hours between your legs, tongue lapping at your cunt until its sore and your barely clinging onto consciousness. he'll apologize by finally sinking his thick cock into your sensitive walls, groaning when you instantly start to squeeze down on him.

"no more zuku" you whine out, eyes fluttering closed as Izuku takes your clit back into his mouth, sucking on the overly sensitive nub as your hands tighten the grip you have on his green curls.

its like he doesnt even hear you, to distracted by the squelching sound your cunt makes as he pumps his fingers in and out of you at quick pace.

"zuu!" you cry out when he curls his fingers, letting them hit that spot that has you seeing stars, your back arching off the bed as you try to push his head away from your throbbing pussy. "too much"

the words seem to finally reach him, his green eyes flick up to your face, taking in your closed eyes and fucked out expression and he puts two and two together. with one last kiss to your clit he pulls himself away from your pussy.

"sorry baby, you just taste so good i got carried away" he says as if its your fault. Izuku wastes no time slotting himself between your legs, hand wrapping around his rock hard dick. he strokes himself a few times before he's letting the tip rub between your folds, collecting the slick that drips from your opening and uses that as lube.

your eyes snap open when Izuku finally pushes into your walls, his thick cock stretching you open. "so fucking tight" izuku mutters to himself as he roughly fucks you. he lips lightly kiss over the bruises he left on your neck last time.

AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!

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[shiggybrainr0t]

the symbol of peace just saw my panties?!

warnings: one creep, reader wears panties but is otherwise gn, not really edited very well probably

you’re standing in your underwear and a big T-shirt outside you’re apartment building in the middle of December with every single other person that lives in the building.

you were rudely awakened by the fire alarm going off in the building loudly, and after jumping five feet in the air and realizing that no, you didn’t dream it, you jump up to start pulling on pants. soon after however, you heard the night clerk pounding on doors telling everyone to evacuate quickly because there was a fire on the fifth floor. you got tangled in the left leg, and were hopping around before the clerk got to your door. his urgency spurred you on out the door, barely having the mind to put your slippers on as you fled. so here you are, pantless, shifting from leg to leg in what you used to deem your pajamas.

your arms are crossed tightly across your chest, trying to keep what little modesty you had left. it seems you weren’t doing that great of a job as the creepy guy from 4B was leering at you openly.

you were just about to yell at him-what were you going to say? probably a slur of curse words and how you could kick his ass even in your panties- when a thick blanket was suddenly draped around you and large, scarred hands where on your shoulders.

turning around quickly, you were shocked to see the symbol of peace smiling down at you gently. deku was clad in his hero suit, and was big. like, really big. you had only ever seen him on tv, so you never realized just how big he actually was. you don’t know how the boy you watched on television during his first sports festival became this hunk of a man. he also smelled really good. kind of woodsy, and all cozy home baked cookies in a cute tin.

as you were gawking at him, mouth hanging open a little, deku shifted a little to block you from the 4B creep’s line of sight. he pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders, and gave you another smile as he patted your shoulders gently.

“are you alright?”

his voice was smooth, and soft. not too deep but not high pitched either. you think to yourself that anyone would be calmed whenever he was talking to them. you always had thought he had a nice voice whenever you heard him in the television, but in person it was even smoother and softer. blinking out of your stupor, you nod quickly, before gasping in horror. the rising hero deku, who on the fast track at becoming number one, has seen you in your panties.

deku smiles at you again (that famous blinding smile that before tonight you had never seen in person) before stating “don’t be embarrassed! this isn’t the first time I’ve seen someone in their underwear.”

you can only blink at him in surprise, and it dawns on him what his statement implies as he looks at your expression.

“no- wait not like that, well I mean-“

he stops his stumbling whenever you have to muffle your laughter. his grin turns shy, and he brings a hand up to rub the back of his neck.

“um, anyway. the fire was just a toaster, everything is fine. you should be able to go back inside soon.”

your relief is palpable, and deku gives you one last grin before waving at you and walking away. you watch as he approaches 4B creep, the guy’s eyes widening drastically at whatever look deku gives him, and swings his arm around 4B’s shoulders and starts waking towards the edge of the crowd. deku turns to look at you one last time over his shoulder, giving you a wink.

[gojou-violin]

baby bunny boy

| pairing: bunny!hybrid!midoriya x gn!reader

| warnings: 18+ MDNI. subby!deku. sex toys. pulling on his lil tail. m!milking. dumbification if you squint. scratching his lil ears. aftercare.

| summary: look at him... how can you not spoil your baby bunny boy?

| wc: 1.7k

| taglist: @venusflytrapstar , @aylitgirl , @thisbicc , @ifeelsofilthy , @sailewhoremoon , @preciousamethyst , @justanotherpasserby-blog , @winterv-black

A gentle pull to his tail, A grip in his soft green hair that allowed you to scratch between his ears. Izuku could barely hold himself up any longer, his back giving out, face falling into the mattress, his ass sticking up higher into the air for you because he knew you wouldn’t be happy if you couldn’t see what was yours. He knew you so well, from the second he came through the door to find you eagerly waiting for him to the bedroom where you teased him about his cute ‘lil bunny costume that he put on for the New Year's promotions he and some of his other Pro Hero friends did. Izuku knew better than anyone in the whole world what you truly loved: Having him melt under your touch. All it took was one tug here and there before he was all yours— How perfect.

“Is that the spot, bunny?” you questioned.

He weakly nodded into the bed. “Y-Yes—”

With another push of the toy buried inside of him, Izuku’s knees nearly gave out while he yelped at the feeling of his prostate being teased by the tip of the toy as it moved on its own thanks to the mechanics that knew him just as well as you did. You smirked and played with his tail again.

“More— Fuck, more, please, please gimme more—“

You had to move your hand from his hair to his hips to make sure that he wouldn’t collapse. “More of what, bunny?”

“My tail! Please!”

In the most adorable and lascivious manner, Izuku shook his ass for you. Not only did it show him off a bit and get your hand to flick over the sensitive white fluff attached to his tailbone, but it also did him in by moving the toy more. He cried out at the feeling, but that didn’t deter him. In fact, Izuku started squirming around faster. You indulged him because he had been such a good boy for you. You ran your hand over his ass to near his tail before taking it in your fist and gently tugging before it escaped you with a slight pop. He shuddered. You did it again, but this time your other hand that had been supporting his hips made its way to his painfully neglected cock that was begging to be milked.

“My sweet, sweet, precious bunny,” you cooed gently so as to not spook him when you finally took his length in your hand and began gently pumping. “What did you think was going to happen when I saw it, hmm? You in this cute little leotard Mirko wears.”

Izuku had come home from the shoot with the costume in a bag because it would have been embarrassing for a guy like him to he wearing it around instead of his usual green hero costume; but the second you saw the released photos flying around the internet, you had to see him in it up close and personal. It hardly took any convincing before Izuku was stripping in front of you and eagerly changing into it. Mirko was a bunny who didn’t hide her tail or ears like Izu did— He got away with it by hiding them under his costume, whereas she made her features apart of her costume, so for the first time ever, the public got to see the real Deku who had the cutest white tail and those ears that hid somewhat in his fluffy green hair. No one was the wiser except you. But now his tail was sticking out through the hole Mirko’s support team was smart enough to create for her tail; and his leotard was sticking to him because of the sweat, and his bunny ears were sticking up so that he was acutely aware of everything you were doing to him, and his—

Fuck, you were wildly in love with him.

You kissed his shoulder. “You were hoping I’d use you today, weren’t you? That’s why you brought this cute costume home. You knew just how cute you look in something so tight that you can’t hide anything from me.”

The moan that got muffled in the sheets was like music to your ears.

“Oh, is that it?” You laughed wickedly at how pathetic he was under you. “You want to be used whenever, however. All it takes is one little slip and you’re out for everyone to see.”

When he couldn’t find the strength to reply, you teased him by twisting the toy a bit. He yelped and tried to smack your touch away but you insisted on fucking him fast and hard with the toy that you both wished was actually you. While the idea was extremely enticing, this was more entertaining because it allowed you to fuck with him in more ways than one. This way, you could fuck his tight hole was also torturing the rest of his sensitive body. It was a miracle that you found someone as responsive as Izu was. It was just too damn fun to scratch at his ears to see how quickly he’d fall to his knees, or to boop his twitchy bunny nose when he was hyper and wanted your attention. Sometimes he didn’t even realize his nose was twitching. More often than not you’d catch him doing it while you were busy with work or watching a movie, and he’d only be aware of it once you’d smile and tap his nose, asking what he wanted. Usually he wanted you. Cuddles, head scratches, back massages, or… well… you… You loved his twitchy nose almost as much as you loved everything else about him.

Izuku lifted his head slightly— Just enough so that he could peek at you over his shoulder to show you the tears welling in his eyes above his extremely red cheeks. “I’m close…” he whined.

How he still managed to remember his rules when he was already so far gone was all a mystery to you, yet you were still incredibly proud of him, so much that you knew you couldn’t torture him the way you usually would. Izuku was perfection in your eyes whenever he was whining and crying after being edged so many times he couldn’t think straight— Or, oh! He was so fucking adorable when you were milking him for everything he was worth and he was so breathless as a result of the overstimulation. His stomach would be so tight that his abs would be as hard as rocks, his face would be scrunched up to the point that all you could see were his large freckles, and his ears would flop down to hide the blush on his face. But this. While it wasn’t the perfection you molded from torture, this was still exactly everything you loved about Izuku.

You kissed his shoulder again as you pushed him back down so that he could relax instead of having to worry about you or anything else. You just wanted him to be your dumb bunny. So he slumped while you worked his cock a bit faster, making sure to really send him spiraling by wiping your thumb over his tip, and you flicked and tugged on his tail— All of that built and built and built until he screamed into the bed and he fisted the sheets to keep himself grounded, and he finally came, soaking your thumb and the bed with everything he had in him. The toy continued to push against his prostate to make sure every drop came out. Every single drop. And while he finally fell off his knees onto his stomach, you slowly turned the toy off so that he could settle properly.

“That’s my good baby bunny.”

He whined weakly. “Thank you… T-Thank you…”

You carefully pulled the toy out of him. With a simple pop, it left him, the tip at a curved angle showed you just how far it had gone to really press up against his sweet spot, meaning he took all of that just for you. You were incredibly proud of him.

“How do you feel, bunny?”

Izu stretched out to relax entirely. “Dumb.”

A pleased and relieved chuckle left you. “My good, dumb, sweet baby bunny.”

Gently, oh so gently, you rolled him over so that he was face up, his ears falling in his face immediately to cover his red cheeks. You grabbed one of his floppy ears to peek under. Blissed-out tears were drying on his face, his red nose was slowly twitching, his tongue was lolling out slightly, and his freckles were defined on his chubby cheeks that were as red as tomatoes. You smiled at him when he tried to hide more.

“You’re cute when youre all dumb, bunny.”

He pushed his ears down with his palms to force you away from him, so you let him go while sitting up.

“How’s your tail?” you asked genuinely.

“Sore,” he mumbled from behind his ears.

You massaged your fingers into his thighs. “We’ll ice it a bit later.” You kissed his flat stomach that was still covered by his leotard. “And we’ll get you out of this and into the shower soon.”

Suddenly he let go of his ears so that he could pull me on top of him, his ears pushing out of the way slightly so that he could surprise you with a kiss. You laughed against his lips. Your precious bunny. You could break him and spoil him all you wanted, at the end of the day, however, you felt like you were the lucky one because of moments like this where he couldn’t help himself. So your hands found his hips and kept him glued to the couch because you knew that with one grind or touch you would have to ruin him a bit more, which wouldn’t help the point of getting him to rest.

Izu wrapped his ankles around one of your calves before he spun the two of you so that you were both laying on your sides, facing each other. His ears still weren’t standing up because he was tired, but at least they weren’t covering his face anymore so that you could kiss his freckled cheeks. He giggled at the feeling.

“My cute bunny. I love you.”

He nuzzled your touch. “I love you, too.”

With a gentle scratch on the top of his head between his ears, he completely relaxed in your arms, ready to fall asleep. You figured you could afford to let him rest with you for a bit before you’d have to get him cleaned up. Your precious baby bunny boy.

[shotorozu]

Not inherently a request, just some brain rot.

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

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

And then he realizes it’s his pen pal.

pen pals

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

which is how he turned to pen palling.

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

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

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

but you did.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“yes!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“oh, yes?”

“it’s me— izuku.”

and then you realize, and it all comes together.

[fungistardust]

A Look Into The Past

By Fungi_Stardust

Wordcount: 2,537

This fanfic is a WIP and only the first chapter is released, so the summary is for only the chapter.

Content warning: Alcohol, Medication, Hospitals

Relationship Tags: Midoriya Izuku/Reader

Misc. Tags: Reader Has a Quirk, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Quirk Accident, Quirk Side Effects, Midoriya Izuku Has One for All Quirk, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, Pro Hero Class 1-A, Mineta Minoru Doesn't Exist, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Aged-Up Character(s), Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Dork, Not Beta Read

Summary:

You work as a bartender and your quirk allows you to see into someone's past, as long as they are over 19, and you are touching them. It only activates on people you haven't touched before, so thankfully you didn't need to worry about your quirk activating repeatedly, or for the same people.

One day when you come into work, a "mysterious" person comes into the bar wearing their hoodie up and tries avoiding eye contact as they make their way to the corner of the bar, hiding themself away. You had briefly seen his face, and it was familiar. He had freckles, and you had wondered to yourself if it was your all time favorite Pro Hero, and current Number One, Deku. You were a big fan of him, almost as much as he was of All Might in his prime.

A little later, you find out it's him by accidentally triggering your quirk, causing you to essentially see his entire school life, how he inherited One For All, and most importantly, how your all time favorite Pro Hero was right in front of you.

[greenlightning-explosions]

for the first time in 6 years…

i am writing ✨smut✨

[c-rainchu]

MY BNHA VIGILANTE AU!! Izuku and Toga vigilante siblings

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[hajiberry]

“ARE YOU STUPID?”

When Deku saw you walking into his hospital room he wasn’t expecting you to be shouting at him about his lack of intelligence.

Before he could even form a response you were grabbing onto his face, inspecting every inch. “Like what the hell were you thinking”, you mumbled as you continued to check for any visible injuries.

“I was thinking I was doing my job”, he retorted, his cheeks squished in between your fingers.

Dropping his face you gave him a look, “you unnecessarily put yourself in danger today don’t even”,

Leaning his head back he sighed,“You sound like my mom”, as soon as the words left his mouth he regretted them, wished he could throw them right back where they came from.

“If being someone who loves you and cares about your well-being equates to sounding like your mom then so be it”, walking over to the wall you grabbed his chart, reading over his injuries.

“I don’t think your supposed to have that”

“Oh my god you fractured a rib?” Eyes widening you looked at him before continuing to read the chart. “Shit babe I think you’re gonna be home for a while”

“I’ll just go see recovery girl I’ll be fine”, before you could argue with his statement he rushed out “and I’ve broken a rib before, it honestly sounds worse than it is I’m okay”

“Izuku”, crossing your arms you looked at him like you wanted to argue but decided against it since he was in the hospital. Instead you crawled up in the bed next to you, being careful not to brush up against him too much.

“Thank you for being here”, he said softly, reaching out for your hand.

Looking at him you playfully rolled your eyes “of course I’d be here, couldn’t have you convincing the doctors to let you go back on patrol today”

Chuckling he nudged your shoulder with his, “nah, I’ll give it a day”

“You know you should at least be out for three or four”, leaning your head on his shoulder you rubbed his thigh, taking a moment to thank whatever greater power was responsible for letting him see another day.

“People need me”, leaning his head down he kissed your forehead, giving you a small smile.

“You know I do too”, you said softly, looking at him

“You have me”, he replied, like it was that simple.

“I know I’m just saying you gotta remember that. That I need you to come home to me”,

His face softened, leaning forward he pressed his lips to yours, gently reassuring you. “And I’ll keep coming home, okay?”,

Nodding you gave him a small smile, “okay”

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a little while before you spoke up, “I called your mom and told her what happened. She’s on her way”

Looking at you his jaw dropped, “oh you’re evil”

Giving him an innocent smile you leaned over kissing his cheek, “don’t put yourself in bad situations and I won’t have to call in the big guns”

[tired-teacher-blog]

Virgin Pro hero Deku who -despite being a little over thirty- is still clueless as to how he should speak or act around girls.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who is unable to maintain a steady relationship or even keep one going for over a couple of weeks because it never feels right.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who doesn't believe in casual hookups like one night stands, even with the countless admirers throwing themselves at his feet.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who's a hopeless romantic, spends most of his free time fantasizing about a perfect future with the perfect woman and building scenarios after scenarios of the happy life he dreams of having. Only, he can never assign a face to his perfect lady because he is yet to encounter her.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who wishes to one day have a kid of his own, a thought that often visits him but leaves a bitter aftertaste behind, as he is nowhere near it.

Virgin Pro hero Deku whose mind went completely blank for a millisecond before spiraling out of control the moment he saw you as he found himself inexplicably drawn to you, and his pathetic state only worsened since he didn't know how to properly approach you.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who spent weeks following you from afar, has finally found the face to his once faceless perfect woman.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who is a total klutz, was unaware of your eyes following him back, nor of the shy smile appearing on your face everytime you sensed him nearby.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who could not muster up the courage to talk to you, almost passed out the day you spoke to him for the first time.

Virgin Pro hero Deku whose palms became clammy and throat became dry— the moment you stood face to face with him, only nodded to your suggestion for a cup of coffee together as he did not trust his voice around you yet.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who soon came to realize that a mere glance from you is more lethal than the deadliest of villains he encounters daily.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who was certain you are the one for him the moment you laced your fingers with his and pulled him closer for a shy kiss goodnight as you both stood on your doorstep.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who kept smiling like a fool afterwards because the feeling of your lips against his own was addictive, he wanted more but was too shy to ask, regretting his cowardice the moment you walked into your house and closed the door behind you.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who rewinded that moment in his head all night long as he laid down in bed, still smiling while tracing his lips with his fingers and wishing you were there with him.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who couldn't believe his ears when the words "I love you" left your lips one evening, so casually, with a giggle following suit. He grabbed your hands and stared into your soul as he wordlessly anticipated to hear it again, and he did.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who stood nervously before you, eyes roaming your luscious curves while watching eagerly as your dress slid down your body and hit his bedroom's floor, fully exposing you to him.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who was lost at that moment between his burning desire for you, and an extreme embarrassment for the throbbing bulge he could not conceal behind his palms.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who dug deep inside his mind for any distraction that could keep him from cumming hard in his boxers as you dragged him to bed with you.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who moaned loudly against your neck while feeling the softness of your velvety walls for the first time in his life.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who refused to cum before guiding you to your own release, the hardest test he lived through as the overwhelming pleasure you both experienced was too much to resist, it was addictive and irresistible, keeping you both awake all night long as you explored ech other's bodies until you no longer could move a muscle, gasping for air and holding onto the other firmly, unfazed by the sticky mess connecting you together.

Virgin Pro hero Deku who's always been grateful you were his first, is now certain you'll be his last as he blissfully watched you walk down the aisle..

Divider by: @/cafekitsune

[linahopeeeee]

Naked

ღ Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x reader

ღ Summary: Izuku returns home to find you sleeping naked

ღ Words: 1k

ღ Notes: again i say i truly suck at naming things and writing summaries... but anywhooo thanks for reading. feel free to leave a comment or reblog if you enjoyed it :)

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Its early in the morning when Izuku tip toes his way through your shared apartment, trying to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking you up. He’s still upset about the fact that a villain somehow managed to slip through his fingers.

He pushes the door to your bedroom open slowly, wincing when he hears the familiar creaking sound, eyes instantly flicking over towards your sleeping figure before widening almost comically.

You’re naked

Like completely naked. Usually you’ll sleep in one of his shirts and a pair of panties. But nope, your entire body is completely bare.

He stands near the door, shocked, for a few moments before a loud moan brings him back down to earth, he watches as you unconsciously grind your hips down on his pillow , trying to get a little friction to your aching clit.

He has to bite his lip to stop the groan that wants to escape, he feels himself hardening in his hero costume, not bothering to change back into his normal clothes before leaving the agency because he wanted to hurry up and get home to you.

He walks over to the bed, eyes darkening as they rack over every inch of your bare body, taking in the way your chest rises in fall with each breath you take. The way the cool air in the room has your cute little nipples hard as a rock or maybe it’s the dream your having, and the way your thighs and his pillow glisten with slick.

“fuck” he groans quietly. He quickly discards his hero costume, before joining you in your bed. “baby” he whispers placing a kiss to your lips as he tries to wake you up. You stir a little bit but remain sleep.

He takes one of your nipples between his fingers, pinching and tugging at it as his mouth engulfs the other one, tongue swirling around the nub before nibbling on it.

“Zu?” you question sleepily, letting out a soft moan as he hums against you. “oh fuck” you whimper when his free hand makes its way to your heat, fingers collecting the slick that’s already gathered, and you’re so happy you chose to sleep naked.

“we’re you having a good dream?” he questions “it was a nice surprise to come home and find you naked, thought I was going to come in my pants when I seen your grinding this slutty little pussy down on my pillow.” He teases causing you to whine out in embarrassment.

He kisses his way from your chest down to your heat, leaving a couple of wet, open mouth kisses down your body. He pushes his face deep into your pussy, inhaling your scent with a growl.

“fuck you smell so good”

He places a soft kiss on your clit before licking up your slit, groaning at the sweet taste of your slick on his tongue.

“fuck zu” you cry out as he pushes through your entrance, tongue working its way through your tight walls as he drinks up all of the slick that pours out of you.

You’re reduced to a whimpering mess when his lips wrap around your clit, sucking harshly on the nub.

“gonna cum zu” you manage to force out right before your orgasm washes over you, your body twitches and convulses as your high rips through your body.

Izuku’s mouth doesn’t stop even after you come down from your high, he licks up all of your slick, feeling it dripping from his mouth down to his chin and he’s so high off of the sounds you make for him that he doesn’t care about the way your pushing his head away from your cunt, crying out about how its too much.

Because he knows it’s not.

You can give him another one before he splits you open on his cock.

You will give him another one.

“jus one more baby” his voice is muffled by your pussy and the vibrations having you moaning loudly. “just one more and I’ll give you what you really want”

He knows he’s got you when your hands loosen the grip on his hair, arms falling next to you as he turns his attention back to your entrance, he watches it clench down on nothing before forcing two of his fingers inside, thrusting them quickly.

His cock is twitching against his thigh, ready to explode just from eating you out.

He wastes no time finding that spot that’ll have your mouth open in silent screams, rubbing at it as he forces another orgasm out of you.

He pulls his fingers out of your walls, bringing them up to his mouth and licking them clean, moaning as the taste of you coats his tongue yet again.

God he could probably live off of the taste of you alone.

He allows you a couple of minutes to regain your senses, waiting for your breathing to return to normal before he’s lining himself up with your entrance.

He pushes himself in slowly, inch by inch until the last inch is swallowed by your tight walls, before pulling back out.

He slams his hips back into yours, starting off with a brutal pace from the get-go. He watches as your tits bounce with each snap of his hips.

“o-oh fuckk” you whine out as he fucks into you so good that it has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, the overstimulation from your two previous orgasms leaving you’re a crying, whimpering mess.

He’s so big that you can feel the bulge in your stomach each time his hips meet yours. Your hands reach up and grab the back of his head, fingers lacing through his messy curls as you pull his face towards yours for a messy kiss.

The kiss is frantic and messy, he forces his tongue inside your mouth, allowing you to taste the remnants of yourself on his tongue.

You can tell he’s about to cum with the way his thrusts are growing sloppy, dick twitching inside of you, and the thought of him filling you up with his seed is enough to push you over the edge.

His thumb finds your clit as he rubs fast circles on the sensitive nub, spilling himself deep inside of you.

His lips are still on yours, his hips still slowly rocking as he the last spurts of cum paint your walls white.

“you should sleep naked more often”

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Chapter 2: Deja Vu

Word Count: 1.6K

Warnings: Cursing

My eyes wake up from some bright ass light hitting my face. I slowly wake up and see the sun beaming through my windows. 

Getting up, I groan softly while holding my head. Man, how much did we drink last night? 

Thinking back to last night, I immediately start to smile, remembering the men we spent time together with. Too bad we probably will never see them again.

I get up to go take a shower and brush my teeth.

As I finish my teeth, I hear Mycha get up and do the same. Damn, she looks like a zombie.

“Good morning to you, sunshine.”

“Ugh…” she groans, “I need food.”

“Ok, well we’ll go get some breakfast.” I say to her as I get into my bed and grab my phone off the nightstand. I open it up and notice all the birthday wishes from last night and the time. 

12:32 pm

“Or maybe lunch”

“Yea, lunch sounds good, but I want to go shopping as well.” Mycha says, racking her brain for other errands she may need to do.

“Well, I was thinking about going to start my tattoo piece and maybe getting my nose pierced.”

“Ok, we go to lunch and then we go our separate ways and then meet up for dinner?”

“...Yes, that should work. What about dinner at 8? Gives us time to come back if possible and get changed.” I suggest.

“Perfect.”

We both get dressed and grab our purses and keys. She gets in her modified 2015 Ford Fiesta ST while I get into my modified 1998 Acura Integra GSR. I followed her to our favorite hibachi place down the street from our place.

We sit down and eat our lunch. As we sit down, we talk about what she plans to get and what my tattoo may be.

“I’m thinking about getting that tattoo of the yin yang dream catcher for my native american side, and then the feathers flow into the colors of the flags for each of the other ethnicities.”

“Where though?”

“Maybe starting on my ribs and going to my hip.”

“Ma’am, that’s going to hurt.”

“Ma’am, dating my ex hurt. At least, I’ll get pleasure from this.”

Mycha giggles and shakes her head. “I mean … true.”

I laughed a little and we continued eating our food before paying and leaving.

“Remember, we are meeting back at our place at 6 so we can head out. If anything happens, call immediately.”

“Ok, mom.” I smirked.

She rolls her eyes and gets in her car. “Whatever, I love you, bitch.”

“Love you, bitch” I say back while getting in my car and putting on my quick release steering wheel 'til I hear the satisfying ding of the wheel to signify its truly on.

Mycha’s POV

I get to the mall and park in a spot. Walking into the mall, I think about exactly what I want/need to get so I’m not wasting too much time.  I checked the time on my phone once more. 

1:45pm

Ok that gives about 4 hours to do some damage. 

I walk into Macy’s and look for some nice tops I can dress up or down. While walking into the store, I saw that there’s a sale going on storewide. 

YES! Buy one get one 50%! I’m here for it.

I searched around and found these pretty v neck t-shirts in multiple colors. Looking at the tops, I can’t choose between colors.

I do wear a lot of black and pinks but maybe this olive color would look nice as well. Ok, but this purple and blue. Oh my gosh and this yellow would brighten up my skin too!

As I’m pondering over these colors, I feel a presence behind me. 

“Hi cutie.”

“Look sir, I don’t know who you are, but I’m not -” I start as I turn around and see a familiar redhead, smiling.

“You’re not interested? I can leave you alone if you.” the redhead said, rubbing the back of his neck, sheepishly.

“No no no, I thought you were some creep trying to flirt. I’m sorry.”

His smiles once again. 

His smile is so fucking pretty! Ugh! Please, keep that smile!

“No, I get it. Also, I think you should get those. They’d look nice on you.” He points to the tops I was previously looking at.

I turn to look at them and sigh.

“I want to, but I don't know which one to get.”

“Why not all of them?”

“Sir, I’m balling on a budget.” I quipped.

“I’ll get them for you.”

I stared at him for a moment. Did he just - No, don’t accept it because you still don’t know the man.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll -”

He goes to grab one of each color.

“Hey! You don’t have to do that! I can get a couple now and get some others later.”

“Later, you don’t know if there’ll be a sale.” He says walking to the cash register with the shirt in hand.

“We’ll you don’t even know my size.” I crossed my arms.

He looked at me, “You still have the size of the shirt you were possibly going to get in your hand, love.” He takes that shirt out of my hand and adds it to the pile on the counter.

“Ok, seriously you don’t have to do it.”

“I know, I don’t have to, but I want to. Plus, you’ll look beautiful with your new shirts and a smile on your face.” He grins as he pays for the shirts and whatever else he grabbed before. “Can you separate the shirts for this? Thank you.”

“Ok, but what is the catch? What do you want from me? How did you even know I was here?” 

“Cutie, I came here because they are the only place that carries my favorite cologne and I just happened to catch you walking past me to go to the shirts. Also, I don't want anything, except dinner, if that’s ok with you. Last night got cut short and I didn’t even tell you my name, which is Eijiro.” 

Eijiro grabs the bags and hands me my bag of shirts.

So, his name is Eijiro.

“Honestly, I just want to formally introduce myself to you because I find you cute and sweet but feisty, but not as feisty as your friend though my friends like her. It’s not that I don't like her, though! I’m sure she’s a great person and what not but I’m not interested in her like I am you. Wait, I didn’t mean it like that!” He stumbles a bit. Eijiro rubs his free against his neck again, blushing slightly.

I giggled, “I understand and yes, she’s fiery. How about this? I’ll see if she minds going to dinner with us instead of just her and I. Therefore, we all can formally introduce ourselves to each other and I can thank you for the shirt.”

“YES! I mean, yea that sounds great. Here’s my number!” Eijiro enthusiastically reaches for his phone and gives me his number. I texted him and he received my number in exchange.

“Alright, well I’ll text her and I still have about 2 and a half hours before I got to head back. Wanna shop some more?”

“Yea! I’ll let the boys know as well”

I opened my message and sent Luna a quick text to let her know the slight change in plans. 

Maybe, one of them, or both, will help her recover from her ex.

Luna’s POV

I feel a buzz from my phone as I pull into the parking lot of Blue Flame Tattoo and Piercings. Once the car is parked and turned off, I pull out my phone and look at the notification.

iMessage from My Wife Mycha at 1:45pm

Opening the notification while taking off my quick release, I read the message.

Mycha: Hey, do you mind if we change plans, slightly? I met Eijiro - or the redhead from last night and somehow, he ended up asking us to dinner with his friends. I know it’s sudden and I agreed BUT I told him I’d ask you. What do you think?

So, they met again. I’m glad, he seemed quite interested in her and it better not just be for sex, or I might just go to jail for murder. 

Me: Let me see how I feel after this, and I’ll let you know.

I walk into the shop and the doorbell rings. I’m greeted by a man with raven-colored chin length hair. His bangs could cover his face if it weren’t held back by a bandana. From what I can see, he has a half sleeve right arm, a lip ring, and his left ear is full of piercings.

“Welcome to Blue Flame, I’m Tamaki. How can I help you?”

“I’m here to start my rib piece. I made an appointment with … I wasn’t given the name. My name is Luna.”

“No problem, I have you in the system. The person you’ll be working with should be finishing a client now. I’ll let him know you’re here though. Feel free to chill in the lounge while you wait.”

I go to sit on the couch and look at the tattoo I hope to start today.

Not even 5 minutes late, the previous client comes out. She is thanking the tattooist for her new ink. The tattoo artist comes out and gives the money to Tamaki who puts the money in the register.

The tattooist turns to me and smiles. 

Oh, are you serious?

“Well, if it isn’t the spitfire from the club?”