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sugarverse · 16 days

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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?

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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).

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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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meltedheartz · 7 months

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thinking about ftm!reader and mean!izuku who thinks it's so cute how they just can't defend themselves against him :((

tw : college!au, dub-con, condescension, mild bullying (in a way), chubby reader, reader wears glasses, reader's a bit of a loser, dacryphilia, creampie, no protection (don't be silly, wrap that willy!), mating press, izuku's a whore for reader, praise and petnames, don't care how big you are cuz izu's bigger, gn pronouns used :3

word count : wrote this on a whim, so i honestly don't know..

it starts when you accidentally bump into him, stumbling back yet he was barely even startled. you apologize profusely, and izuku just waves you off at first.

you think it's rude, before rushing off to wherever you were trying to get too—forgetting about it.

but izuku spots you around that coffee shop near the campus, sees you in the hallways with books nearly stumbling from your arms, watches as you take notes as the professor speaks.

a couple of people whisper about you, how you never bother speaking to anyone, and how nervous you seem when someone approaches you.

it's like cornering a bunny, izuku thinks when he decides to speak to you.

well, it's more like being passive aggressive than actually conversing.

"wow, you're soo smart. you must be real fun to be around, huh? your voice is really high pitched, are you sure you're alright?"

you tell him to stop being a dickhead, if he doesn't wanna be around, he doesn't have to be. izuku waves you off and laughs, says you're like a startled animal that thinks it's intimidating, and it makes you frown.

"you're an ass," you poke at his chest, before picking up your bag and adjusting your glasses.

"hm? where are you going?" izuku pointedly ignores your insult, but it feels more ticklish than insulting or hurtful.

you ignore him right back, attempting to storm out of his dorm room. of all the people you get to work with, you get paired with him. it's annoying—more an inconvenience, than anything.

izuku watches as tears well up behind those clear rims you wear, sees the furrow in your eyebrow and nearly laughs at it, wants to call you a crybaby for it; just like everyone used to do to him.

he can sort of see why they did it, and when it comes down to someone as soft and quiet as you, it's nearly impossible to resist.

"we're not done with either of our parts. you don't need help on yours?"

when you don't answer, izuku takes it upon himself to grab you hard enough to stop you, but not enough to hurt. it causes a slight discomfort, makes your breathing stutter a bit as you sniffle and try to pull away—but you physically can't.

izuku speaks again, looming over you with a small scowl. "why are you ignoring me? i thought you wanted to get this done, what happened to that?"

you just wanna slap him for asking that. he knows the answer — knows exactly what he did wrong and why you got fed up.

"let go of me. i'll work on my part by myself, dickweed."

"nuh-uh, that's not fair to either of us, is it?" izuku coos, grabbing your bag for you and tossing it onto the futon he has sitting just a little bit away.

you sniffle again, more tears welling up and threatening to tip over and down onto your chubby cheeks, and you can't even wipe them away cuz you're arguing with such an asshole.

you seem so frustrated and angered, but he knows that instead of yelling, you cry. it's pathetic, makes him wanna bite your cute face and boop your nose just to see you sniffle some more.

"you mad at me?" izuku asks, tugging you back into the small apartment that you stupidly decided to visit to get your joint assignment done.

"this is stupid — let me go, midoriya." he frowns at that, his grip loosening just a bit before it tightens again.

he clicks his tongue and drags you right back to his room, with all the superhero posters and expensive collectors items that can't be found anywhere else.

izuku sits you down but doesn't let you go—hasn't let go of your arm since he got a hold of it. "what happened to calling me by my name?"

"that is your name," you snark back. you watch as his eyes narrow a bit and he makes his way on to the bed, looming over you.

you feel.. small. it's not like you were ever bigger than him, he goes to the gym more times a week than you can keep track of and is over 6'0" — of course you aren't bigger than him.

"don't get smart with me honey. you know you don't wanna do that." izuku sighs and makes you lay down, and you feel your heartbeat speed up as your eyes widen.

you struggle and squirm, but he just smiles and puts more of his weight on you, making it near impossible to even move.

"m-midoriya—"

"izuku. say it," he breathes out, tucking his face into the crook of your neck almost forcefully.

he hears you hiccup, sees as the tears flow over and how your eyes get all glassy—all doe-eyed and he laughs.

"izuku, get off me—" you try to move again, you feel the grip around your wrist tighten more and it feels more and more uncomfortable as it does.

"i love you. you're so cute, what would you have done if it was someone else on top of you? hm?" izuku raises his head to look at you, and feels bad.

feels that guilt of actually making you cry, seeing how scared you are of him. "ah-ah, shh. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make you upset, okay?"

that doesn't make the tears stop, but izuku thinks it's fine. the apology sounds genuine—more genuine than the usual sarcastic 'sorry' he gives you, more genuine than the mean laughs he gives you after making you throw a crumbled paper ball at him.

"i hate you, you're s-so mean," you hiss, wanting to kick and scream at him.

you feel the hold he has on your wrists loosen, but he doesn't let go entirely. but it's more than enough for you to wriggle free.

izuku smiles again, "i know. i know, 'm sorry."

the words that leave his mouth make you hiccup and stare at him, the typical scowl you always give izuku on your lips.

"you never show that you're actually sorry." you sniffle, and have to move to wipe the onslaught of tears the stumble down your pretty face.

izuku pauses when you say that, eyes grazing over your face before he lights up.

"how about i prove it, would that make you feel better?"

"s-slow down—"

"mgh—s-sorry," izuku gasps, but doesn't make any move to slow down, hips stuttering into yours as he watches you shake and clutch at the sheets.

it's been a little over thirty minutes, you think, but you're not sure. it's not like you can think when you can feel izuku's pretty cock all the way in your tummy—making sure you know he's actually sorry.

he spent all his time before this slurping at your pretty cunt, fingering you to completion as he sucked at your cute clit and made sure you felt good.

even now, izuku was trying to make sure you felt as good as you possibly could with him, watching your eyes roll back with every thrust into you.

"love you s'much, soo soft n pretty-" izuku whines, kissing you all sloppily yet so lovingly.

it makes you clench up around him, trying to close your legs but you jus can't because of the mean mating press he has you in.

"such a good boy for me, yeah?" the words paired with his dick stirring up your guts make you wail.

it's almost too much, but it's not enough as you cream around his cock—a milky white ring forming at the base of it as he pants and gasps right next to your ear.

he pounds a little faster—a little harder before his thrusts get sloppier and nearly lose rhythm. you can barely see his face without your glasses and the tears blurring your vision further.

but izuku makes sure that you can hear him good and well as he moans and whines, feeling the blunt tip press against your cervix as though it never wants to leave.

"shit, shit— 'm cumming," he gives short little thrusts as he does, cumming harder than he has in months just knowing that he finally has you.

you're both sweaty and you feel a little icky, embarrassed at all the crying you did. izuku kisses you—softer than he did before, wiping some hair from your face as he does.

"love you." izuku mutters. he doesn't care if you don't say it back, just as long as you know he loved you at the very least.

"i love you too."

A/N ; i haven't written smut or anything in MONTHS. i hope this is good in some parts, it's very rushed and not well thought outt :((

b4 anyone asks, minors are allowed to interact with my account. i don't care, as long as you aren't under 15. i fully understand that you guys have hormones, and the "minors dni" thing is straight bullshit to me. luv you guys, i will be making an account intro, but it won't be anytime soon cuz i'm lazy.. ＼(≧▽≦)／

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paisholotus · 2 months

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Happy Life

Summary: Pro Hero Izuku being happily married.

Warnings: fluff

Requested By: Anon

A/N: This one is inspired by the Song My love by Mitski

Narrative

Y/N sat on the warm sand as she watched Izuku and the kids play in the beach water. She sat in content, feeling the breeze against her skin. She smiled to herself as she watched the sunset grace across the sky. She looked up and saw the moon peaking behind sheer clouds.

"Moon, a hole of light

Through the big top tent up high

Here before and after me

Shinin' down on me"

She smiled sweetly and laughed, watching her husband pick both of the kids up with just one arm. This is one of the many moments she enjoyed about being a mother and being married. They didn't get to spend much time together, Izuku being a Pro hero and everything. So moments like this, she cherished.

''Cause my love is mine, all mine

I love mine, mine, mine"

Izuku stopped and looked at her with so much love in his eyes. He remembers every moment with her. All the dates, the letters, the kisses, the hugs, the endless lovemaking, he remembers them all. They got married, and no longer than two years later, she gave him twins. He'll forever be grateful for the love she gives to me.

"My baby, here on earth

Showed me what my heart was worth

So, when it comes to be my turn

Could you shine it down here for her?"

Y/N gave him the same look and got up and walked towards him and the kids. The kids crashed into her legs as she ran with them into the warm water.

''Cause my love is mine, all mine

I love mine, mine, mine

Nothing in the world belongs to me

But my love mine, all mine"

Izuku hugged her from behind as the watching the kids splash around in the water. Y/N leaned her head back into Izuku's chest and looked into his green eyes as he leaned down and kissed her lips tenderly.

"Nothing in the world is mine for free

But my love mine, all mine, all mine"

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ouch-thats-harsh · 3 months

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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! :))

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cosmiles · 1 year

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𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

➢ cute things you and the dekusquad do for each other

note: i wanna make one for the bakusquad now

characters: midoriya, uraraka, iida, todroki, asui, yaoyorozu

content: domestic fluff, established gn relationships, sickness (in iida's), insecurities

words: 1.1k

I. MIDORIYA

— Always insists on walking you home/to your dorm. No matter the hour, he consistently walks you to your door and patiently waits for the, “I’m safe,” text before walking to his own place. At first, it puzzled you, bringing slight annoyance now and then since you both knew you could handle yourself. But now, you couldn’t imagine the absence of his presence right beside you. You enjoyed the few extra minutes you could talk before calling it a night and the way a heart would appear next to your text, letting him know he knew you were safe.

— You always let him ramble, no matter how many times you’ve heard it. At the start of your relationship, Izuku was highly embarrassed by his rambling, assuming he was boring you with his new hero analysis on All Might and other heroes. But, to his surprise, you loved his rambling and even helped him with his analysis from time to time. He adored the way you turned your full attention to him when he had something to share while you were entranced in the way his eyes lit up while he shared something he loved.

O. URARAKA

— Always buys you things that remind her of you. She can’t help it that you’re constantly on her mind. Everywhere she goes, something screams you all over it and of course, she has to buy it. Your room is littered with a bunch of adorable momentos: the stuffed animal she won for you on a date, a snow globe from the place you both went to during vacation, a polaroid picture of the both of you from before you were even dating, etc.

— You always hold her hand/lock pinkies. It may seem unimportant to others, but Ochako loves the simple gesture of holding hands. Being able to swing your hands while walking or curling pinkies while talking, makes her feel over the moon. Though she dislikes PDA, being able to show each other simple affection makes her content.

T. IIDA

— Always takes care of you when you're sick. He’ll scold you lightly, reminding you of the multiple times he warned you to wear a coat that you promptly ignored. He wears a mask and gloves, acting like a germaphobe as he stocks your room full of tissues and hand sanitizer. He puts on all of your favorite movies while making sure you stay warm under the covers. Though you hate when he makes a big fuss over you, you appreciate his efforts. You always return the favor when he eventually gets your cold.

— You always remind him to take care of himself. Sometimes he gets in his head, worried more about others than himself. You always help bring him back to earth with your sweet reminders. Tenya smiles at the sticky note on his textbook reminding him to take breaks from his studying or the one on the fridge reminding him to drink water. His favorite one is the one he finds on his bed, reminding him to rest so you can cuddle with him in the morning.

S. TODOROKI

— Always remembers every little thing you say. That one thing you wanted months ago? Well, he’s gifting it to you if you still want it. Complained about back problems? Offers you a massage whenever you’re free. Your heart skipped a beat when you realized he genuinely listened to you. You can always catch his eyes when you speak, noting little things to himself to save for later.

— You always hold him whenever he needs you. He never expresses that he needs to be held but you always know. You never question what's on his mind, just holding him in silence, letting him speak if he wishes to. Shotou appreciates the calming, silence which allows him time to think and work out his thoughts. If he’s ready to talk, you always lend a listening ear. But, if he rather not, you always turn on one of his comfort shows. You never force him to talk or explain what’s wrong, which is one of the many things he adores about you.

T. ASUI

— Always buys you flowers. It seems like on almost every occasion, she has a bouquet waiting for you. Her favorite colors to get for you are lavender, pink, and red. It made your heart swell up in love every time she handed you the flowers, but finding out the meanings made you fall in love even more. Lavender for love at first sight, pink for appreciation, and finally red for the “I love you” you adored hearing.

— You always keep track of the temperature. Though others found it rather odd that you knew the temperature like the back of your hand, her heart would soar. During the colder temperatures. you always keep coats/blankets on you, checking in on Tsuyu to make sure she remained at her desired temperature. When she found out about this, she knew you were the one for her.

M. YAOYOROZU

— Always texts you sweet reminders. You always get the iconic, “Good morning, Darling! Ready to start the day?” and the “Good night, Darling! I hope you sleep well!” texts without fail. But the ones throughout the day are the ones that pull on your heartstrings. The ones that remind you to do your math homework or take out the trash are helpful when you have too much on your mind. The ones that remind you how special you are to her, to others, and in general make you tear up a bit. Yet, your favorite one is the “I love you so much y/n”.

—You always tell her how proud you are of her. Even over the most normal things to her. She aced another test? You’re proud of her. She broke a bad habit? You’re proud of her. It seems very simple to you, to congratulate her on her accomplishments, big or small, but they mean so much more to her. She tries not to shed any tears when you do, but sometimes a few escape. Momo still doesn't understand what she did to deserve you.

➢ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 2 years

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So, how would Deku be with a person who had lots of trauma, like abuse, neglect, and abandonment? Just.... Curious...

Pro hero Deku

Aww man the whole bundle of bad times

He’s coddling you so hard

You’ve already been through so much

So he won’t leave you (unless he has to)

He won’t forget about you (because your on his mind all the time)

He’s not going to hurt you because he loves you too much

And on top of all that he’s a lot easier to get along with

Because he knows your pain any comforting he does is going to be accepted by you

(Eventually)

Its so much easier to entice you in a consenting relationship

Because his affection just feels nice

He won’t have to go through with the whole blackmail scheme his other plans

He’s not really happy if you have friends who don’t know what you’ve been through

But if you’re already dating then he’ll push through for now

If your abusers are still in your life they won’t be for long

Either they get busted by the legal system

Or if their slippery he’ll be sure to give a remorseful apology when a building falls on them

Villain Deku

Is intent on coddling you as well

But he’s not going to let that stop from using your trauma against you

Because if you didn’t come willingly to him he’ll need a more twisted way to deal with that

Threatening abandonment or neglecting you

Abuse is completely off the table

And in all honesty he probably won’t do any of that to you

its just so that he can enjoy it when you desperately beg him not to leave you

Supportive friends or the abusers themselves are not safe in any expanse

There is only one being worthy enough to love you so intensely

And he hates being second to anyone

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fr-ogii · 2 years

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So my idea, Izuku has a crush on y/n and is a yandere for her. He catches a guy having a crush on her and kills him. Before disposing the body, he finds y/n disposing Urarakas body and they immediately realize they are both yanderes for each other. Have a nice day

mutual affections

yandere!izuku midoriya

x fem!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

— only “his girl”, no physical descriptors

-> he only realized how bad it was when he thought about killing the first time. thinking about killing turned into actually killing. he stared at his blood stained hands for a minute or so, wondering what had led him to this point. cue a lady macbeth scene of him essentially rubbing all the skin off his hands that had already been stained with blood.

-> it won’t be long before he kills again

-> one body turns into another body turns into three more bodies. all the deaths had their reasons, of course. that first boy just couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, off of his girl. the one after that, a girl a bit older than the two of you, was caught whispering with her friends about what she would do to get you to look her way. izuku appreciates the commitment, he would do the same after all, but he can’t have any competition. the next three were the stereotypical jocks of the school you went to. for how strong they were, izuku had an easy time picking them off.

-> he thought it was over. that he wouldn’t have to be pushed to kill anyone else. that they would have learned their lesson. but his hand was forced when yet another guy became smitten by you.

the kill was rough. punches were thrown, many near misses, but a few finding their mark. a solid crunch rang out when izuku’s hand hit the skull of the guy, knocking him out cold. from there, all deku had to do was dispose of the corpse.

everytime this happened, izuku would switch the location around a bit until he knew he wouldn’t get caught. he loaded the body into his car and drove as deep into a secluded area as he felt was right. midoriya always listened to his gut.

getting out of the car, izuku felt his heart drop. there was someone there. he could see their silhouette against the moonlight. there was something so eerily familiar about it. everything about it reminded him of you. was he losing his mind, was it true that all he thought about was you (a/n: izuku… you lost it a long time ago)? but what would you be doing out here? there’s no way that shadow could be you.

as he slunk forward, crouching low to the ground, his suspicions that he once thought were crazy were confirmed. it was you. a quick glance down at what lay by your feet answered his other question. it was uraraka’s body, beaten and bruised.

a branch snapped, alerting you of his presence. it was the very man you didn’t want to have see you. your darling. the very reason you felt the need to keep breathing just so you wouldn’t have to spend a moment in a world that he does not live in. your nervous splutters and apologies and excuses were ignored by the love of your life.

“is this for me?” izuku asked. he hoped it was.

unable to speak with him so close, you just nodded.

the gap between the two of you was closed as you gravitated towards each other. he took one final step forward and reached your lips.

#x reader #poc friendly #deku x fem!reader #x fem!reader #bnha x reader #bnha #mha #mha x reader #yandere #tw yandere #cw yandere #yandere x reader #yandere deku #yandere!izuku midoriya #izuku x fem!reader #mine ✍️

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fizziedoodle · 5 months

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dating izuku! ꢾ꣒

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clemberryfriends · 7 months

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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

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 😭

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craftycheetah · 2 years

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Puppy Love

A/N: Today’s my blog’s birthday!! I thought, why not celebrate with a Deku fic! Warnings: accusations of D.V Word Count: 7.05K Taglist: @pharaohanubis0 @milkmademozzarella @endeavours-jockstrap

Izuku sighed as he walked down the sidewalk, his feet producing the sound of a tapping pattern. Dull clouds blocked the sun, preventing warmth from touching the city.

His brows furrowed, and his muscles shivered as his body curled, a cold gust of wind blowing by.

“Should’ve brought gloves,” he muttered, rubbing his scarred hands together.

Izuku turned the corner. He stopped at the tall building decorated in fancy colored stone, a red carpet rolled out in the front, which undoubtedly led inside. He followed the carpeted pathway to the front of a desk. A tall woman stood behind it, brown hair cut into a bob. She regarded him with as much respect as she could muster, eager to make the best first impression. The woman gave Izuku a kind smile, grateful in her own way for all he’s done for the public.

“For Izuku Midoriya?” Izuku croaked, his throat more hoarse than he realized.

“Your table will be right over here, Mr. Midoriya.” The woman led him to an empty table near the back, opting for as much privacy as she could give him.

“Thank you so much, you don’t know how much this means to me.” His shoulders relaxed as he sat down and accepted the menu from her

“It’s no problem. If there’s anything you need, anything at all, let me know and I’ll see that it gets done.”

He nodded, and the lady walked away. After about ten minutes, she returned with a loaf of bread covered in olive oil and herbs, with a tin of butter on the side. Izuku felt saliva fill his mouth as he let the aroma fill his nose. Once the small loaf was set down, Izuku began feasting on the bread, everything quickly disappearing from the plate in fifteen minutes. When he thought he couldn’t eat anymore, his food came, and his stomach growled.

“Thank you,” he smiled. “This all looks delicious!”

“You’re welcome! Have a good meal,” she said, walking away.

Izuku dug into his meal without further hesitation. For the first time in a while, he could rest easy. He could live among ordinary people and imagine he was like any of these civilians dining with him tonight.

Izuku felt his phone vibrate in his pocket just then. At first, he ignored it, but the buzzing wouldn’t stop. He sighed, wiping his hands with a moist towelette before pulling the phone out of his pocket to see he had over a thousand Twitter notifications.

His jaw flew open as he saw ‘Izuku Midoriya’ trending at number one on Twitter. What could he have done to be on the trending tab with almost two hundred thousand tweets? Thanks to the new description feature, it didn’t take long for him to look down and see the reasoning, prompting him to tap on the tag quickly. He could have never prepared himself for the first tweet at the top of the tag. It read:

#DekuDisaster! Now Ex-Girlfriend Of Number One Pro-Hero, Comes Out With A Shocking Story Of Hidden Abuse Within Relationship!

Izuku suddenly became hyper-aware of his situation. He looked up from his phone and looked around the restaurant. Nearly everyone was looking at him, switching between their phones and him. Some even started to murmur to their tablemates, their eyes never leaving him as they gossiped among themselves.

All eyes were on him.

“Check please!” he cried.

Izuku held in a scream as the elevator doors chimed and revealed the interior of his home. The sight of his snow-white furniture and the pristine white of his porcelain staircase provided him an odd sense of comfort, perhaps even a sense of normalcy. To ground himself further, Izuku stood in the middle of his apartment in search of other things to focus on; he only had a few paintings on the wall to give the place more life and color, but they were always lovely to look at. He took in another deep breath before seating himself on the couch. Already, his heartbeat was slowing down.

“Alexa, play messages,” Izuku calls out as he face-plants into the sofa.

“Mr. Midoriya,” the voice message said. “It’s recommended that you make a public statement and stay out of the public eye, just until the situation blows over and we can proceed with legal action against Ms. Yami. Until then, stay on your best behavior and only go outside if it’s to do some good. We here at your agency hope you can recover from this string of unfortunate events.”

“What the actual fuck!?” Izuku screamed into a pillow as he remembered how all of this had started.

“Toshiko,” Izuku tried to reason with her. “Can we talk about this? Please?!”

“What is there to talk about Izuku?! You may be everyone else’s hero but you’re not mine!”

“What are you saying?”

“I couldn’t care less about your hero work! You’re All Might’s little lap dog, and all you do is talk about him 24/7, kiss his ass, then talk about him more! I’m sick of it! When will there be time for us? For me!”

“Babe, I spend any, and all my vacation time with you. I also push off work for you! And All Might is my hero! My mentor! Of course, I’ll admire him! I admire all heroes and you know that!”

“You know what, Izuku, I’m sick of it. I pretended to be fine with how you love All Might, but honestly, I think he’s an overrated hero and you have a problem.” She sighed. “I should’ve known you’d stay a creepy little freak with an obsession.”

“Get out.” The words escaped, barely above a whisper.

“What?”

“I said leave. We’re done. Get out of my house.” Tears were in his eyes, threatening to run down his face and drip onto the floor.

“Izuku…” she tried to reach out to him.

“Leave.” He turned around, crossing his arms.

Tears brimmed in his eyes as he shook away the memory, clutching the pillow tighter than before. It had been two weeks since Izuku’s breakup with Toshiko. He fell in love with her a couple of years after his official debut as a hero, which was great for them both. Over time, she became materialistic, only going out with him or being romantic in the public eye, and verbally abusive towards him in private.

The straw that broke the camel’s back was his last argument with her. After that, he blew up overnight. #DekuDisaster was trending at the number one spot on Twitter. Toshiko made accusations of him being abusive when it was blatantly false. Still, half the internet decided to believe her word over his. Receiving a call from his PR team Izuku knew what he had to do.

“I will be taking a personal leave for an indeterminate amount of time due to recent events that have taken place in my personal life. My sincere apologies to my long-time fans and supporters, but we will get through this!” His tweet on Twitter said., previously approved by his PR team.

Izuku strolled downtown Musutafu in his disguise. He hadn’t talked to anyone since the incident. Looking up at the sound of laughter, he noticed a small child playing with a Chow Chow puppy. Their joy, a display of pure innocence in the world, brought a smile to his face, albeit faint.

“Maybe getting a dog might make me feel better,” Izuku muttered under his breath. Later that day, he Googled the nearest animal shelter, keeping his eyes peeled for places that needed volunteers at the moment.

“Pick of the Litter - Pet Care Center? There’s a help wanted sign outside, maybe I could use my time off to help out here,” Izuku mutters before stepping inside. “Hello?”

A woman approached the counter a second after he spoke as though she'd heard him long before he had entered. She had strange ears, but Izuku was too distracted by the rest of her to really notice. She was quite pretty, her warm brown skin the feature he felt most drawn to. “Oh! Good afternoon sir! Welcome to Pick of the Litter! Is there any specific pet you’re interested in?” you asked with a smile.

“Maybe a puppy, but I was more interested in that sign you had out front. It said you needed volunteers?” Izuku asks.

“Hmm? Oh! You’re here to volunteer! Wait a minute, why would the number one need to volunteer?” you asked behind the counter.

Izuku cringes at the fact you saw through his disguise. “I’m just…taking a break from hero work for a bit after an incident.”

“Oh. Well, I’d love to have you here! Business has been kind of lacking and the building owners are threatening to shut me down, but you couldn’t have come at a better time!” you chime.

“When can I start?” Izuku asks with a smile

Izuku spent the next month and a half helping around the shelter. He chuckled every morning when the beagle litter attempted to tackle him and watched you baby-talk the kittens that all scampered to the door, screaming once you opened it.

“Hi, you fuzzy munchkins. Oh my goodness, so much to tell me,” you cooed. “Morning, Midoriya.”

“Hello, L/n,” he said, cheeks turning pink as you stepped over the barricade to the kitty room. A loud yip distracts him as he feels a set of paws rest on his calf.

“Nugget, you don’t have to shout at me.” Izuku chuckles.

“Hey Midoriya, can you help me?” you call out after feeding the kittens.

“Yeah what’s up?”

“I got a text saying someone’s going to drop off a feral puppy today and I was wondering if you could help me with them.”

“Sure, let me just put these little ones in their rooms. No, Boba, you can't chew on that!” Izuku calls out as the Yorkie tries to chew on the strap of his satchel.

You giggle softly as the pup rushes away, hearing her name, causing Izuku to chase her. You smile as some of the other pups bark and play with each other while Izuku finally picks up the energetic pup and chuckles when the rest of them run up to him.

“The number one hero taken down by a vicious band of puppies,” you teased.

“Their powers of cuteness are too strong!” he said as they jumped onto his calves, and he playfully collapsed.

You helped Izuku stand up and put the puppies back in their rooms before walking with him to the isolated area. Grabbing a small bag of treats, you open the door. In the middle of the room lay a puppy pen where a slightly mangled-looking husky lay, growling at the two of you as you entered.

“Easy little guy. No need to be scared. We won’t hurt you,” you whispered, slowly walking towards him.

You jump back as you’re met with snapping canines. A groan escapes your lips as you realize this will be harder than expected. Sitting with Izuku at the front of the pen, you turn around and sit without your back to the pen.

“C’mon, baby, cooperate with me a little?” your voice raises an octave as you speak to the dog.

“He doesn’t seem very friendly right now,” Izuku said, wincing.

“He just needs some time! And time is the one thing we have!” you reassured him.

You open the gate to the pen, only to slam it closed when the husky starts snapping and rising from his spot on the floor, fur bristling with teeth exposed.

“Your territory, got it,” you sigh. “This is gonna be tough.”

You go back into the main room to grab a bag of bone-shaped pepperoni-flavored treats, bouncing back into the room with energy.

“Here, Midoriya. Throw one of these bad boys into the pen,” you smile.

He nodded and followed your instructions, the treat bouncing on the floor before stopping two feet away from the dog. You hear a deep huff as the dog’s nostrils flare.

“Let’s leave for a while. He won’t want to take it while we’re here.”

He nods again, following you out to enter the main entrance. You sit behind the counter, waving him over to the computer.

“What’re you up to?” Izuku asks.

“Watching the dog on the cameras,” you reply.

“Smart,” he comments.

He pulls up a chair next to you, placing his elbow on his leg as his face rests in his hand. While waiting for the pup to move, Izuku had the chance to look at you. Your pointed ears occasionally twitch while you intently look at the screen. You looked adorable in that oversized white sweater you were wearing. Izuku smiled and blushed softly.

An hour goes by before the pup makes any movements. You both watch with bright eyes as the pup gets up on wobbly legs, kicking one foot after the other out to stretch.

“He’s moving! He’s moving!” you cheer.

Both of your faces are pressed to the screen as you watch in amazement as he wobbles over to the treat, sniffing it before grabbing it and chewing. Smiles came to both of your faces as you saw the bob of his throat, indicating that he swallowed. Instead of moving back to his same spot, he laid down where the treat was, licking the floor and his paws.

“Should we give him another one?” Izuku asks.

“Yes!” you urged him, excitement bubbling in your stomach.

You enter the room with Izuku again, this time with treats in hand. The dog’s growling is softer this time, not as loud and prominent as the first time you two walked in. His eyes followed your movements as you headed toward the gate. You throw another treat down, opting for the treat where two pieces fused as one during production. You throw it away from him, where he’d have to get it again.

“Let’s go, rinse and repeat!”

You and Izuku make your way out of the room and back to the computer. Once again, it took an hour for the pup to move. You shook Izuku awake as the dog got up to make his way over to the treat, not hesitating to put it in his mouth.

“Yes!” you cheered, turning to give Izuku a high-five.

The cycle repeats for the rest of the day, giving the pup a treat, returning to the laptop, then watching the dog eat it after some time. The sun had set by the time you gave him the last treat of the day, the moon now high above the clouds while stars shined. As you and Izuku went in to give the pup the final treat of the day, you noticed something different. His tail was wagging. You kept your excitement to yourself as you baby-talked the dog a smidge before giving him his final treat.

“Bye honey! Ma and Pa will be back tomorrow, okay?”

Izuku’s cheeks dusted pink at the words. ‘Ma and Pa?’

Once you gave the pup his treat, Izuku followed you outside as you locked up for the night.

“That took forever,” you sighed.

“Yeah, and we still don’t know if he’ll be the same tomorrow,” he added.

“No! Don’t jinx us! We worked too hard today for all that to go to waste!” You playfully punched him in the arm.

He laughed. “Meet you here tomorrow at 7 A.M.?”

“Yup! Bye, Midoriya! See you tomorrow!”

“Oh! Mr. Todoroki!” You smile as you hear the familiar chime of the doorbell.

Izuku whipped around, nodding at the motley-haired man, who, in return, gave the greenette a smile accompanied by a small wave.

“Hello, L/n,” Only a hint of happiness appeared in Shoto’s voice, which was typical for him.

You bounced up to the building owner, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug.

Shoto gently patted your back before you pulled away.

“So, what brings you here?” you ask.

”It’s about the building.”

“I can pay you for next month! I promise!”

“Another late payment and unfortunately, I’ll have to sell the space to someone else,” Todoroki says.

“No! Mr. Todoroki please! What—what about the animals? What about me? We all live here! We’ll have nowhere to go!”

“I’m sorry but if I don’t receive the money by the end of next month, I’m afraid you’ll have to leave.”

“But—”

“I’m sorry. That’s just how it is,” Shoto sighs before nodding at Izuku. “Goodbye.”

Izuku turns his head to look back at you. Your entire demeanor had changed. “Heyy, um, are you okay?”

You shrug as you look away. “I’m screwed, Midoriya. So fucking screwed,” you groan.

“I’m sure we can find some way to raise enough money for the shelter.”

“But how?! There’s not enough money for me to pay the full lease!”

“Maybe one of those fundraisers?”

“That’s a good idea. Wait, what type of fundraiser?”

“Maybe we could make flyers for the shelter! Or have an open house? I saw this thing online where it's like pet therapy where you have people come in and they get to play with the animals and since almost all of the little fur babies here are adoptable it would be good for them to get good homes, right?”

“That sounds amazing! I could make flyers and hand them out!”

“Wait, by yourself?”

“Yep! I’ll be fine, don’t worry!”

“Are you sure? What if there’s some villain attacking nearby or you get lost?”

“I know this area like the back of my hand,” you giggle. “But if you’re so worried, take this.”

Handing him a small paper slip, Izuku stares at it before taking the paper. “What is it?”

“It’s my number, silly. Call me now so I can save your number then if anything bad happens while I’m out there, you’ll be the first to know. Alright, I’m off to the print store. Let me know if anything happens, and make sure our little husky friend gets his lunch.”

“I will. The shelter’s in good hands,” Izuku said, giving you his signature hero smile.

You wave to him and walk down the street towards the print shop.

After creating and paying for the flyers, you walked along the street, occasionally handing a flyer to those who passed you. Standing at the nearby park entrance, you smiled at the patrons as you handed out flyers, giving them a brief of what was on the flyer. After ignoring the occasional pang in the chest as some people take a flyer and then later throw them out, you smile when a couple of people come up to you.

“Oh, hello! Would you like a flyer to save the Pick of the Litter Pet Center? We’re hosting a fundraiser next week, and we’d really like to get the word o—”

“Yes, yes, that’s nice! But I have a question for you! Hi, I’m Suiko Takara from HNN, the hero news network, and recently there have been sightings of you, young lady, with currently on hiatus number one hero Deku! Care to shed some light on the situation?”

Your eyes squint as a light shines in your face while she has a camera on you.

“I’m not dating anyone, and the personal life of the number one hero shouldn’t be any of your concern. But I will let you know one thing….” you say as she leans in eagerly.

“Yes?”

“Pick of the Litter Pet Center is having a fundraiser. The only reason you could have possibly seen me with him is that he’s volunteering there.”

Handing her the flyer, you collect your things and walk away.

“Pick of the Litter, huh? Boys, we’re going to the computer! I’ve got an idea!”

Pro Hero Deku Emerges From Hiatus Volunteering At Failing Animal Shelter

Sitting up from your couch, a bottle of soda in hand, you do a spit-take at the headline wiping your mouth. Your eyes widen as you see the fox-eared girl read from the teleprompter. “Hold on, did this bitch call my shelter failing?!”

The following day as you raise the gate, then smile when you go into the back room and hear some of the dogs start to bark at your arrival. “Good morning, you precious furry munchkins!”

The dogs bark at your greeting, tails wagging and drool dripping as they eagerly wait to be let out of their kennels to say hello to you. A few even paw at the translucent door, whimpering when the door wouldn’t open.

“Would you like some breakfast?”

You giggle when you let the older dogs out first, and they sit at your feet, some barking and trotting in place. A large Samoyed sits at your feet and howls.

“What was that, LandCloud? You want your breakfast? Let's go get you some breakfast.”

After feeding the larger and older dogs, you hear the doorbell ring as a set of footsteps make their way toward the room.

“Morning, L/n,” Izuku smiles as he walks in. Izuku chuckles when a border collie jumps onto his thigh. “Hi, Flash.”

“Midoriya!” You return the kind tilt of his lips. “How are you doing?”

“I had a little trouble getting in but I made it,” he grins.

“But, you’re here and that’s what matters!”

“So what’s on the agenda today?”

“I’ll feed the pups while you can go feed the kittens. Then we can check on our furry feral friend in the other room. Hopefully, we get a sale today. Or even better we get a couple of these little munchkins to their forever homes.”

“On it!” Izuku grins, grabbing the cans of cat food and giggling when the kittens express their “grievances” to him. “You were right, they are chatty.”

Carrying a bag of chicken-flavored dog treats as Izuku holds a bowl of puppy kibble, you peek your head into the room and smile when the husky’s head lifts at the sound of your voice. “Hi, little buddy. You’re in a better mood than before,” you coo as Izuku watches from behind you.

“Can I come in?”Cautiously opening the pen door, you smile when he watches you tentatively but gives off no anger.

Sitting with Izuku, you watch him place the bowl in front of the dog before wincing when the pup nips him. “Ow!” he yelps.

You and the pup look at him with concern. “Midoriya! Oh no, are you okay?” you gasp.

“Yeah, I’m fine, I wasn’t expecting it.”

The husky looks at him, whining softly before cautiously trotting over and nudging Izuku’s hand before licking him.

“Aww, he’s apologizing,” you coo. “He’s sorry.”

Izuku chuckles as the pup rests his head on Izuku’s folded leg. Lifting his hand, Izuku pets the pup as he looks at him.

“I just realized we’ve never named him. What should we call him, Akachan?” you offer.

The pup turns around and starts sniffing at the bowl.

“I don't think he likes that name. What about Yuki?”

You both look at the dog in anticipation before sighing when the pup ignores the name, opting to eat the kibble.

“Maybe we can figure it out after I get a snack. I’m kinda hungry for some dango,” Izuku smiles.

You gasp when the pup looks up from his food, sitting behind the bowl. “Midoriya, look!”

Looking at the pup, Izuku chuckles. “Do you like that name? You wanna be called Dango?”

The pup barks at the word, his tail wagging excitedly.

“Dango it is. Just like the dumpling. Sweet like one too. You’re a sweet boy, yes you are,” you coo, scratching behind his ear and smiling when his tail thumps against the floor. “Maybe later or tomorrow we can introduce you to a new friend.”

Waving goodbye to the pup, you and Izuku return to the main room. Checking on the animals in the front room, you raise an eyebrow as the front of the store is surrounded by a large crowd. Izuku peeks in after hearing the commotion. “Hey, L/n, I finished giving the older animals their medici—What’s going on?”

“No idea, but I’m gonna check it out,” you reply. Stepping out of the shop, you widen your eyes as you see the large crowd, some of them trying to peek past you to look inside. “What the hell is going on here?!”

The fox lady that questioned you in the park pops up in your face again with her camera crew.

‘Ugh, not again,’ you think as she starts to ramble.

“Is Pro Hero Deku your boyfriend?”

“Are you aware of the allegations against him?”

“What is your stance on the conflict between Deku and Toshiko Yami?”

‘Who the hell is Toshiko?’ you think as the people stare at you.

The crowd silences for a moment as Izuku steps out from behind you before Suiko rushes him with the same questions until a shout from the crowd makes you freeze.

“Abuser! You don’t deserve to be a hero!”

Ignoring the comment, you sigh and clear your throat. “Please vacate the premises unless you are here to offer a forever home to a furry friend.”

“I would really appreciate an interview, Mr. Deku. The people have to know how you’re responding to t—”

A roar silences the crowd as they all look at you, noticing the glowing aura surrounding you and the faint image of a lion at your side.

“I won’t ask again. Please leave unless you have intentions of getting a pet or inquiries about our upcoming fundraiser.”

As the crew and the crowd disperse, you sigh as you look at the golden lion spirit you summoned. ‘Thank you.’

“Now that that’s settled, you and I need to have a talk.”

“Are you mad at me?” Izuku asks.

“The answers you give me will determine that.”

After closing the door and watching Izuku sit behind the chair, you sit beside him and cross your arms. “What the hell was all of that about, Midoriya?! They were calling you an abuser, saying there were allegations and everything! What did you do?!”

“Nothing, honestly!”

“Explain. Now.”

After explaining the false allegations from his ex and how he’s been on a hiatus since this happened, you glare at him. “Are you serious?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about this sooner, L/n,” Deku sighs, bowing with shame.

You roll your eyes and exasperatedly rub your face. “Nobody will want to come to the shelter now that practically all of Japan knows you worked here. I’m ruined!”

“You’re not ruined! I know there are loads of people that would love to get a pet. I could ask Red Riot or Uravity to visit. Also, you'll bounce back. I know you will. You're patient, caring, thoughtful, and one of the most resourceful people I know! We'll get past this, and together, we can make this the most successful pet shop in all of Musutafu and get all these cute animals their forever homes. Now let’s go and spread the word, and I know just the hero to help!”

After finishing your lunch, you stand atop a step stool as you restock the cans of cat food along the top shelf, making sure that none have spoiled.

“L/n, are you sure you should be doing that? You were complaining about having a headache earlier and I don’t want you to get hurt,” Izuku rambles, looking up at you as you reach for the back of the shelf.

“I’m… woah, why’s the room…” you mumble as your vision blurs.

“L/n!”

Rushing forward, Izuku catches you as you land in his arms. Carrying you to the break room, Izuku grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and fans your face, hoping you’ll wake up soon, occasionally checking your pulse.

A few minutes later, your eyes flutter open as you realize your head is in Izuku’s lap, his soft, scarred hand petting your head.

“Deku? What happened? Where are we?”

“In the break room. I couldn’t fit both of us on the couch, so I sat down on the floor. Are you okay, L/n? Here, have some water,” he rambles before reaching for the bottle of water beside him. Opening it, he helps you sit up and smiles as you drink some before giving it back.

“Thanks, Midoriya,” you smile.

“Izuku.”

“Oh, okay. You can call me Y/n. But really, I’m glad you were there. Thank you.”

“No problem. I’m just glad you’re okay. Can you stand up?” Do you need me to get you anything?

You hold onto his hand and smile. “No, I’m okay. But thank you, Izuku.”

“You rest. I’ll take care of the shop,” he smiles.

You start to sit up. “Wait, really? Are you sure you can handle it?”

“Yup, you relax. I’ll take care of things.”

The following day, you came down from your loft in a long-sleeved floral shirt with a square neckline and high-waisted jeans, stretching away the stiffness in your bones. Your eyes widened as you saw the lights on. ‘Dammit rent will be extra now. Wait, did I leave the lights on last night?’

“Good morning Y/n!” a cheery voice pulls you from your thoughts.

“De-I mean, Izuku? What’re you doing here? It’s early. Really early,” you mumble, rubbing your eyes.

“I came early to help out. I also started brewing some tea and I made you some Tamagoyaki,” he smiles.

“Wow! Thank you. Wait, what about these flowers?”

“Oh, I bought these gardenias as an apology for the other day. Also, when I saw them, they reminded me of you because they’re pretty and they brighten up the room.”

You looked up at him as your cheeks slowly began to burn. “Oh.”

Izuku grinned as you picked them up, admiring the white petals before checking on the pups.

As the day progresses, you thank a customer for buying some pet essentials and coo as another comes in with their dog, giggling when they rub against you. Stepping into the back room, you stop in your tracks as Izuku refills the already-filled water bowls, shaking his head playfully when he sees it’s gotten slightly dirty.

“Who’s a messy little girl?” Izuku coos as he reaches into the kennel and strokes the Norfolk Terrier’s cheek before scratching under her chin. “You are, but you’re also a good girl.”

You walked into the cat room, trying to ignore the heat beginning to climb to your face. Stepping over the barrier, you check on the kittens, chuckling as some of the older cats decide your lap is better than their cat beds, effectively trapping you in the room. You rambled to them about life and the shop, giggling when some of them rubbed against your face, giving you the occasional kiss.

“Thank you,” you said, petting them.

The sound of the door opening pulls you away from the cats as you see Izuku’s green mop peek in. “Y/n?”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

“Are you okay? You’ve been in here for like twenty minutes.”

“Yeah, I came here to check on the cats, and I sat down to pet one, then they ended up trapping me. I’d move, but it’s illegal to move a cat off of your lap.”

“That’s funny. Alright, I’ll help.” Izuku moves toward the projector, chuckling as the cats' eyes flick to the holographic fish swimming along the wall.

“There you go,” Izuku smiles as he walks over to you, half bent over with a hand outstretched, the overhead light illuminating perfectly behind him. “Don’t worry, I am here.”

You look up at him as you feel your heart leap into your throat. “Yeah, t-thank you.”

As you waved goodnight to Izuku, you walked up the stairs to your loft, changed out of your clothes into your night clothes, and sat down on your couch, your mind running 100 miles an hour at the thoughts of Izuku. How gentle Izuku is with the pups, how he talks to them, how he changes their water when it’s even a little bit filthy, how kind he is to Dango and the other animals, keeping them from fighting and always giving them affection. “Do…do I like him?”

“Don’t worry, I am here.”

You squeal as you hide your face in your throw pillow. ‘Oh my God, I do! But would he even like me back…’

The bell to the shop rings as a figure comes into the shop. “Hi! Welcome to Pick of the Li—” you smile before trailing off as you recognize the heroine standing in your shop.

“Well, hi there cutie!” she said.

“You…you’re-”

“Pro Hero and my fellow U.A. graduate, Pinky, also known as Mina Ashido,” Izuku grins as she waves at you.

“I am such a huge fan! You’re an icon! Oh my gosh, can I get your autograph?!”

“Sure, but first, Deku here said that you need a little help.” Mina explains.

“You got Pinky to help me?! Oh, thank you, Izuku! I could just kiss you!” you squeal, hugging him before bounding up to Mina. “So, Pinky, what do we do first?”

“I’ll need the name of your adorable shelter. Then if you don’t mind, I’d love to see the cute little animals you have here.”

“Oh, yes, of course! I can’t believe a pro hero wants to adopt an animal from my shelter. I’ll definitely stay afloat this month.”

“But, Y/n, you’re barely treading water…” Izuku replies.

“I know, but hopefully, thanks to you and Pinky, people will come in, and I’ll get back in business!” you say as you show Mina to the dog room, smiling at the pups who bark happily, some of them jumping on the barrier eagerly wagging their tails. “So these are the dogs we have. What type of dog are you hoping to adopt?”

“One that’s okay with me being away due to my hero work and doesn’t need much grooming.”

“Sounds like you’re looking for a Maltese. We just got one a couple weeks ago. His name is Biscuit and he’s friendly, but kind of shy. I’m sure you two will get along.”

Walking over to Biscuit’s door, you unlatch it and coax him out before picking him up. “Hi little guy. He’s cute, isn’t he? And only a year and half old. House and potty-trained.” You boop the small dog’s nose before holding him out to Mina, who’s cooing at him.

“Oh my goodness! Such a cute little man! Hi baby,” Mina fawns. “Can I hold him?”

“Of course,” you reply.

Carefully handing the small dog to Mina, you smile as he stares up at her before trying to sniff her face. “Hi little guy!”

You smile as Mina coos at the pup and giggles when he gives her a wet nose kiss. “I think they're going to be best friends.”

“Me too.”

“Hey Pinky, if you'd like you can play with him. He's a smart little man but not afraid to snap back,” you warn her.

“Feisty, but adorable. Just like me,” Mina chuckles. “I’d love to play with him.”

And she does, sitting in the play area as she shows Biscuit a small squeaky ball that he becomes obsessed with and brings to Mina whenever he can, occasionally barking at her when she stops playing with him or accidentally pets him too hard. “Oh my goodness, I love him,” she squeals as Biscuit eats a treat from her hand. “How much is he? I’d love to adopt him.”

You kicked off your shoes and quickly changed out of your day clothes, hastily putting on your pajamas and flopping onto your bed, staring up at the fan. The blue hue from the TV makes out your outline as you scroll through your phone, looking through your Instagram feed. From your feed, you could conclude that your friends from high school were doing well and the several upcoming TV premieres that you should set your DVR for. You were about to put your phone up and call it a night until something caught your eye.

“What?!”

On the verified hero page for Pinky, you saw a collection of photos and two videos. Most of them were photos of Biscuit smiling or of him and Mina. Then the videos were of Biscuit learning to spin, him jumping onto Mina, and tackling her with love and affection. But the last photo really stole your breath away. Mina made a note to you and your shelter, spreading the word about your fundraiser and how happy she is about them helping Biscuit find his home and Mina finding her furbaby. Your eyes watered at the message. Not long after your other account for the shelter blew up, DMs flooded with requests about the shelter. Over a hundred people were asking about the animals there.

“Wow. I’m gonna need help. And lots of it.”

The next day, you raised the cage in front of your store and yelped softly as a hand touched your shoulder. “Ah!” you scream before turning around and seeing Izuku with three other heroes behind him.

“Hi, Y/n!”

“Eh?!” you exclaimed.

Behind Izuku were some of your favorite pro heroes.

“Hello!” the blonde one greeted.

“You’re Chargebolt!”

“Guilty as charged!” he said with a laugh. This earned him a nudge in the rib from the redhead standing beside him. “My civilian name is Denki Kaminari!”

“Pleasure to meet you!” the redhead introduced himself. “I’m Eijirou Kirishima! Also known as–”

“Red Riot!” you squealed, finishing for him.

“Mhm!” he nodded eagerly.

“My turn, my turn!” the one with brown hair said, jumping up excitedly. “I’m Ochako Uraraka! Also known as Uravity!”

“Izuku, are you trying to make me faint again?!” you fanned your face.

“Well if you do faint, you won’t have to worry about the shelter! Because these three would love to help out!” Izuku smiled.

“Wait, really?!” your voice raised an octave.

The three each gave their own affirmation, all genuinely wanting to help you with your shelter.

“Well, uh—I’ll get you all aprons and we can start from there!”

They cheered, this time Izuku joining in and wrapping his arms around your waist in a hug. The three heroes poked at each other, each holding in their own laugh at how oblivious Izuku was to his own affection towards you. They thought it was cute. They watched as you both walked behind the counter, getting three aprons with your shelter logo. The entire day was filled with cooing and laughter. You introduced the four to the animals. Ochako took some out of their cages and played with them, watching the puppies topple over each other as they all fought for her attention. Kaminari took out his phone several times, taking pictures and videos of his friends and himself playing with the animals. Even taking a few pictures of you and Izuku being cute together and sending them to Izuku, causing him to blush and shoo his friend away.

“Look at them, Y/n!” Urakaka smiled, watching the miniature schnauzer puppy and the yorkie play together a few feet away from her as a dachshund slept in her lap. “I’m in puppy heaven right now!”

Meanwhile, Kirishima was in the distance, cradling a kitten and holding a bottle to its mouth.

“This is as rewarding as hero work!” Eijirou said. “Just taking care of sweet animals all day? I can see why you love her—”

A glare from the other three pro heroes shut him down fast.

“I mean her job! Yes! Her job!” Eijirou stammers.

You looked at Kirishima with a raised eyebrow. “Huh?”

“Anyways!” Izuku frantically waved his arms. “People should be here soon! So let’s prepare the children to be adopted!”

“The children?” Denki asks, raising an eyebrow.

“He’s been here too long,” you said.

You and Uraraka set up the chairs and arranged the front area, putting the pet snacks and people snacks on either side of the counter with signs so people would tell the difference. “I got a lot of responses to the post Pinky made yesterday, so hopefully, we get a lot of babies adopted today,” you say as Izuku and the other heroes give you a mock salute. “Let’s do this!”

The day was spent giving animals good homes, and word spread fast that four pro heroes were working at the shelter. They dealt with it well, though, kindly turning people down pictures unless they were interested in adopting a furry friend. At the end of the day, most of the dogs and kittens were adopted, even some of the older ones who you were sad to see go, but you were glad they got a place to call home. Waving goodbye to the other pros, you smile softly as Uravity and Red Riot both ended up adopting a kitten of their own. Thanks to the fundraiser, you made more than enough money to keep your shelter.

As you swept up the front, you smiled to yourself as you heard Izuku playing with Dango in the backroom. “Go get the ball, boy! Good boy! Such a good boy!” he praised. “Now, remember what I taught you. Go find Mama!”

You put down the brush and pause at the command. ‘Go find Mama?’

You feel something nudge your legs as Dango rushes in and sits at your feet, occasionally pawing at your thigh. “Oh, hi Dango. What’s that on your neck?” you ask, squatting to his level. You notice a piece of paper on his collar, a collar that wasn’t there before. ‘That’s new…’ Taking the collar off his neck, you read the note:

'Will you go on a date with my Papa?'

Looking up from the note, you see Izuku standing not too far behind him with a small mixed bouquet of roses, carnations, and dahlias. “So?” he mumbles nervously.

“You adopted Dango?! Wow, wait, you mean it?”

“Yeah, you’re an amazing person Y/n. You’re caring, sweet, friendly, and the animals all seem to love you. I’d love to get to know you better and, you don’t have to say yes, maybe pursue a relationship with you,” Izuku rambles before stopping when you walk over and kiss his cheek and smile.

“Pick me up tomorrow at eight?” you smile.

“Sure!”

“See you then, Izuku.”

#izuku x poc!reader #izuku x reader #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #mha x reader #mha deku #deku x blackreader #deku x reader #bnha midoriya

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shojislady · 1 year

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BACK OFF, BITCH !

y/n falls for izuku, but so do other girls

black fem reader.

WARNINGS : the nigga word, violence, lots of curse words man, some of ya faves gon be some bitches, sexual themes, bad grammar

taglist: open

info: y/n has liked izuku for some years now, and it's pretty obvious he likes her back, yet some girls are still trying their hardest to get his attention.

PROFILES

1. chicken conundrum

2. so scandalous

#bnha smau #bnha midoriya #izuku fluff #mha x reader #black reader #poc reader

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paisholotus · 2 months

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what are you talking about? Bakugo is going to die. Am I missing something 🤨

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Missing something....baby, you missing alot.

Someone not reading the Manga 😬

He's very much gonna live....was saved by Edgeshot. Love him down.

Chapter 427

There he go yelling like usual 🙄.

And you got izuku with this ugly ass hair cut. He is alive, too 😊

All my children alive, y'all. We love that 🫶🏾🦋

#black reader #black writers #black tumblr #self post #tumblelog #poc reader #poc writer #mha #mha spoilers #mha manga spoilers #mha x black reader #katsuki bakugo #izuku midoriya #class 1a #paisholotus #anon #ask box

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legoshi-plz · 2 years

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Notice Me Part VI

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Reader (eventually), BestFriend! Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Summary: College AU. Reader feels like she’s constantly overlooked/ ignored and she’s made her peace with that.

Warnings: Mild inappropriate language. Alluding to sex. Mild Misogyny.

A/N: Been a while but this story isn’t over yet!

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Life had such a funny way of humbling you when you least expect it. With your frequent hangouts with both Izuku and Hitoshi, you’d never once felt the need to dress up around them. So it was a more than common occurrence for you to wear whatever was comfortable and warm whenever you knew the three of you were due for a casual night in of binging whatever movies were in rotation that week. It had never been an issue before, that is until the utterly mortifying moment you opened your door to find none other that Shouto Todoroki on the other side, while donning nothing more than a oversized t-shirt and sweatpants that were tucked into your socks.

“O-oh....,” You were frozen to the spot, staring up at the subject of your daydreams.

“Hello Y/N,” Shouto’s smile was as charming as ever, his eyes soft and his gaze attentive. You wanted to melt into the floor right then and there.

“Sho...,” you mentally cursed yourself for your lack of graceful conversation but you were rooted in your spot, still frozen from being caught off guard.

“Hey, Y/N. Hope you don’t mind the extra guest,” Izuku grinned behind his friend. You were so enchanted by Shouto’s presence that you had failed to even notice Izuku standing behind him.

“Oh no it’s fine! Please, come in,” you said as you ushered them in, the butterflies already erupted in your stomach.

You knew it wasn’t Izuku’s fault, how on earth would he know about your long, pathetic uphill battle with your feelings for Shouto Todoroki? No, you blamed yourself for letting so much time go by without mentioning it to Izuku. The two of you did hang out almost all the time these days, of course you’d eventually run into his best friend who just so happens to also be the unrequited love of your life.

“I never would have thought you’d be a horror enthusiast, Y/N,” Shouto had a habit of looking people directly in the eye when speaking to them, a trait you found incredibly charming when you weren’t so nervous.

“Oh, yeah, I am! Do, um... Are you... a horror fan too?” You were mentally kicking yourself, you weren’t usually so awkward.

“No.”

......

The silence must have seemed a bit loud, or went on for a beat too long because Shouto apparently felt the need to elaborate.

“They just... don’t scare me, is all. And that’s supposed to be the point, so I don’t watch them very often.” He explained very seriously. You couldn’t stop the smile from breaking out across your lips. You were suddenly reminded that beyond his good looks, his sincere and stoic personality never failed to translate into a certain type of natural humor he was completely unaware of.

“Y’know, you can enjoy them without being scared.” You beamed up at him, “C’mon, you’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”

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Midoriya knew he made a lot of stupid mistakes but tonight he was seriously contemplating if he was actually his own worst enemy. You hadn’t stopped swooning over Todoroki since you opened the door. Laughing at every other thing he said, snuggling up to his side, whispering in his ear at certain parts of the movie to keep him on track. Izuku felt like his stomach was in his throat the whole evening.

“You okay?” You whispered, turning to look at him. You were seated in the middle between Izuku and Shouto, the same formation as when Shinsou was there (when he actually showed up) but Izuku felt like him might as well be on his own independent little island with how close you werre pressed to Shouto’s side. He knows you’re just trying to be considerate by keeping your voice low but he’s not naive enough to not see how much you clearly loved being close to his best friend.

“I’m fine, just tired,” Izuku replied, forcing a weak smile. Your hand snaked it’s way behind his head to gently thread through the soft curls at the base of his neck. It was such a subtle, comforting gesture, one you actually did quite often. But where your delicate touch would normally make his heart flutter in his chest, tonight it just made him feel worse. Just another reminder of what he would never have.

“Want me to get you a pillow and a blanket? You’re welcome to take a nap, I’ll wake you up at the good part,” you smiled at him so softly, so genuinely. You were such a sweet girl, so caring and considerate of others. And here he was, selfishly distracting you from the one you really wanted.

“Actually, I think I’m going to turn in for the night. Lots of studying to do this weekend,” he said, rising from his seat. He didn’t miss that way your face fell, an obvious protest to his departure incoming.

“You’re leaving? But we haven’t finished the movie?” Shouto asked, finally looking away from the screen.

“It’s okay, you two finish without me. I’ll see you guys later,” Izuku smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“But Zu Zu, it won’t be the same without you,” your pout combined with the adorable nickname you’d bestowed upon him weeks ago was almost enough to make him stay. Almost.

But then he remember that this was for you, and even Shouto in a way. Any guy would be lucky to have you, and he couldn’t think of one more deserving than his best friend.

“You guys can catch me up on Monday, tell me all about it,” he grinned. You looked as if you had more counter arguments in you but decided not to press it.

“Okay.... but next time, you have to pick the movie!” You called after him as he walked towards your front door.

“Of course,”

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Shinsou gazed over at the clock on the nightstand that didn’t belong to him, in a room that wasn’t his own.

11:48 p.m.

The girl beside him sleeping peacefully, giving in to the unique type of slumber that came to women only after Hitoshi had thoroughly fucked their brains out. If he had known it was so easy to get women to do what you want, that all you had to do was get between their legs and they’d do whatever you say for a chance at your cock, he’d have stopped actually trying in school years ago. The girls whose beds he frequented were more than happy to do the work for him if it meant freeing up more of his time to spend with them. Women were so pathetic. And easy.

Well.... most of them anyway....

He was well aware that his charm and libido wouldn’t work on all women, only most, but as far as he was concerned, both traits were practically useless if they didn’t appeal to you.

Fucking your way through half of the female population as a consolation prize for not getting the girl of your dreams. Who’s the pathetic one now, huh Toshi?

He couldn’t help but think of what you’d be doing right now. It was Friday and late so he knew exactly where you were. Curled up with Midoriya watching yet another film about people getting hacked up, while that idiot couldn’t take his eyes off you. The thought alone of those big dopey eyes, sneaking glances at you, watching you as if you hung the moon and the stars, was enough to make Hitoshi’s stomach turn.

Hitoshi had always had a mild resentment of Midoriya, he was just too damn optimistic about things for Hitoshi’s liking. In a way, he knew his dislike for Midoriya all boiled down to bitterness. Bitterness that Midoriya was brave enough to be so bold in his affection for you. He’d tell you things Shinsou never had the guts to, like you had a beautiful smile, or a cute laugh, or great taste in music. He never shied away from his admiration for you and it made Hitoshi infuriated.

It’s not like Hitoshi wanted to be an asshole, it was just his personality. It was the dynamic you two have had for years, it’d be too obvious to change it now. But all he wanted was to kiss you, touch you, tell you how special you are, how you’re the most beautiful girl in the world. And make love to you until you believed every word.

But since he was too much of a coward to face your inevitable rejection, he’d just settle for drowning out his feelings in any pussy pretty enough to make him forget. Usually that was enough. Usually...

Knowing he can’t have you is one thing but seeing you with other guys, that was more than he could handle. He knew of your insecurities, and he fed into them constantly in a weak attempt to keep you all to himself. He knew you were always doubtful of your appearance, of yourself, despite how your beauty literally turned heads constantly. You always assumed the worst, thinking the attention was because you were different, but Shinsou saw the truth. Saw the lust in their eyes, the fondness, the adoration. He knew those looks all too well, he’s been hiding his own from you for years.

Shinsou rose from the bed and started to put his clothes back on. The girl beside him stirred slightly before turning around and curling into her pillow. He didn’t mind this one, she never tried to stop him from leaving or begged him for five more minutes. She seemed to have a better grasp on the reality of this arrangement than most of his ‘dates.’

Shinsou pulled on his hoodie and headed towards the door, but not before grabbing the homework assignment she’d completed and printed out that was left on her desk for him.

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