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kumi-writes · 4 years ago

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Vil!Deku x Reader.❗️(One shot)

Tw: Mentions of death/Villain Character/Manipulation/Blood.

Cw: Angst.

“Will you die for me..again.”

-Izuku looks over at you. His hands put together and his fingers nails digging deep into his knuckles, you were staring down at the hard cold concrete floor in front of you. Your hands shaking slightly and your heart slowly picking up a fast pace, aching, you place your right hand on your chest and squeeze.

“You said..that I wouldn’t have to do this again. I don’t want to die, I don’t want to go through the pain anymore Izuku. You said we’d be together forever.”

-He continues to stare at you, you start to fidget slightly, your eye suddenly twitches. But Izuku stands, not breaking his stare to kneel down in front of you, pulling out his knife to place besides you.

“I wouldn’t break our promise..but making a deal with the devil isn’t easy my dear..I understand your afr-“

-You’d look directly into Izuku’s eyes in disbelief and slight fear. He shuts himself up and gives a shit eating grin, chuckling slightly. After a second of silence, you stand up, slowly..hearing your bones pop slightly from sitting on the ground for too long.

“Well I want to break our promise. I don’t want to be with you izuku.”

-You’d stand up straight and turn your back on him, crossing your arms and rolling your eyes. Does he really think you’ll fall for him all over again in another painful life after this one? He made you take your life two times already, what makes you think it’ll work this time?.

-You’re thoughts were flooding through your mind, making you sigh and rub your forehead with your middle and index fingers. Izuku eyes were burning through the back of your head, making a shiver go up your spine.

-Just when you were about to turn around, Izuku grabs his knife and lunges at you, grabbing your waist in a powerful grip and fast move. He starts dragging you out of the cold concrete room and up the stairs. You began to kick and scream, wailing your arms around and trying to turn and fight your way out of his grip.

-He continues to drag you up the stairs, throwing you down against the wooden floor once’s you’ve reached the top of the steps.

You groan from the hard impact, quickly getting up on your knees to knock him down by putting all your weight into hitting his kneecap and shoving yourself on top of him.

-Izuku laughs before placing his hand on your face and shoving you down against the wooden floor again, pinning you down with both of his hands. Both of you breathing heavily, your heart pounding out of your chest and aching, sweat dripping down the sides of Izuku’s face.

“Stop being a nasty brat and do it dear. I promised you..this’ll be the last time, and we will be together forever..trust me on this.”

“Never you fucking scumbag.” You’d say before turning a bit to spit in his face and groan from the heavy weight pushing you down.

-Before Izuku could say something else, you banged your head against the hard wooden floor as tears flowed down your cheeks, he quickly moved away, staring at you in confusion.

-You hated him so much. But why did you still want to take that knife and end it for his love once again?. What was the purpose of him doing this ritual for you both to live forever when you wanted to die. Without ever seeing his face again.

“Fine..I’ll do it.”

-Izuku gives a small smile, standing up and putting his hand out for you. You’d take it and stand up slowly. Avoiding eye contact.

“There’s my lovely [Readers name].” Izuku says.

-He pulls out his knife by the blade and slowly hands it over to you, hesitating a bit, you grab the knife and stare down at it. It was dull and grey, you couldn’t see your reflection neither.

“If I do this..we will be together, for forever as you say izuku?”

“Yeah dear. I promise.”

-He steps forward towards you, pulling you into a tight hug, you feel his warmth and pull your arms around his neck. Breathing out a shaky breath..and your heart beating faster than it was before..aching and booming in your chest, you grip the knifes handle and stab the back of izuku’s head.

-There was a pause, dead silence. Your breath hitched before you shoved the knife in deeper and pulled it out. Before Izuku’s body dropped to the floor in slow motion. You grab onto his collar and start stabbing him again in his forehead and neck. Quietly..not making a sound..you let go.

-The knife crashed down to the floor before Izuku’s body dropped to make a loud thumping noise. You back away slowly and stare down at his lifeless body, laughing slightly. Dropping down onto your knees and bitting at your fingernails aggressively.

“I finally did it..I’m finally out of your fucking grip.” You’d whisper softly.

....

“What did you say Dear?”

-You’d open your eyes, looking around the room in confusion. You were still on the cold concrete floor, legs stretched out, your back and arms leaning up against the wall.

-Looking up slowly to see izuku standing in front of you with his knife, holding it out for you to take it.

“How are you..”

“Hm? How am I? Well I’m feeling amazing dear..you just said you’d die for me once more..I promise you. It will work this time.”

“Oh..yeah. That promise..”

-You slowly grip the knife by its handle, pulling it up to your neck to end it all. Your hands start to shake, tears slowly dripping down your cheeks in fear and confusion. You’d drop the knife and pull your knees up to your chest to cry softly.

“I can’t do it, I don’t want to die anymore..”

-Your sobs filled the room, body shivering from the coldness and fear. Izuku leans down, pulling you up by the wrist and grabbing his knife with the other hand.

“Don’t cry my dear, just think of all of the things we will be able to do when we both get to be together for forever.. and never get to leave by each other’s side.”

-He cups your face to lift it up, placing the knife in your hand. For a second you pull the knife up to your neck, having your tears come down and drip down your cheeks again. He leans in to kiss you gently on the lips, your heart starts aching from the hard Thumping in your chest.

-But when you were about to drop the knife, izuku pushes your hand for the knife to go through the side of your neck. Blood slowly oozing out, and causing you to cough it up.

-Izuku pulls away and smiles, stroking the side of your cheek in happiness.

“See you later dear, I love you.”

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plzdontask · 3 years ago

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𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞➟𝗜𝘇𝘂𝗸𝘂 𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 (on Wattpad)

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"ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈" A story where a girl falls in love with someone she probably shouldn't have Or A story in which a girl breaks free from here fathers chains and finds herself A villain that he met when the villains attacked the USJ. Daughter of all for one, used to create the numos. Will Izuku, a pro hero in training, be able to save her, or will he die in the process? I will try not to keep you guys waiting long. This is also my first story so plz, no hate

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omgsquee2001 · 5 years ago

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Tough and Cute - Shinso v.s. Midoriya x Reader

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~Y/N’s POV~

As I walked into class, I was met with the normal setting. Iida was making his hand-chopping movements towards Bakugou,

who had his feet up on the desk. Mina, Jiro, Hagakure, Tsu and Ochako were all sitting in a circle gossiping about the latest crush they heard about or what new fashion line was on the market. I smiled and walked over to my set which was next to one of my best friends, Izuku Midoriya’s. Midoriya was doing what he normally did, updating his hero notebook and muttering incoherent words. I smiled at my childhood friend. He was staring off into space, thinking about something. I decided to say hello to him.

“Good morning, Izu-chan.” I said. “Izu-chan” was and still is my nickname for him. Izuku looked shyly at me and smiled.

“G-good morning, Y/N-chan. How are you this morning?” He asked. I smiled, setting my bag down next to my desk and taking out my notebook and pencil for class.

“I’m doing alright, I’m just tired. I spent most of the night training to use my quirk and not explode when my emotions get the better of me,” I laughed nervously, scratching the back of my head. While most kids and Pro-heroes had one quirk, I had four-in-one. You see, my quirk is called Elemental. Elemental allows me to control all four of the elements, water, earth, fire and air. I was also able to control the sub-elements of each one. When I say, ‘blow up’, I don’t actually blow up. Whenever I get sad, angry or my body is put under a great deal of stress, I go into what I call, ‘Un-Zone’. When I enter Un-Zone, my eyes glow white, I am unable to hear those around me and my control over the elements goes bonkers, meaning I can control them, but I can also cause damage to my surroundings and my friends. The only way for me to get out of that state, is for my teacher, Mr. Aizawa, to cancel my quirk or to have someone touch me and slowly talk me out of it. “Anyway, how are you doing?” I asked Izuku, smiling. Izuku smiled back.

“W-well, I’m still working on trying to control my quirk, trying not to break all of my bones.” He said, chuckling. Just then, the door slid open and our teacher who looks like he never gets enough sleep walked in. He lazily looked around.

“Alright class,” he said, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Settle down and get into your seats. Bakugou, get your feet off the desks,” Aizawa said, glaring slightly at the poor tempered Pomeranian. Bakugou scowled but did so anyway. Aizawa looked back to the class. “Alright, I know this is of short notice, but we have a new student joining the Hero Course of Class 1-A,” he said. A buzz of excitement rang out in the class. Aizawa’s eyes glowed red and his hair flew up.

This caused the class to shut up. “I didn’t say start talking,” he said. His eyes returned to their normal color and his hair fell. “Anyway, this student is from the General Department of Class 1-C,” he turned to the door, which was still open. “Come on in.” He said. The student walked in, and a series of gasps echoed throughout. I looked at the student. It was Hitoshi Shinso.

I often trained with him and Mr. Aizawa on gaining control of my quirk. Hitoshi raised a hand in greeting. Like Mr. Aizawa, Hitoshi looked like he didn’t get enough sleep at all.

“Hello, my name is Hitoshi Shinso and I recently transferred from the General Class of 1-C.” He said in a bored tone. Aizawa looked at the rest of the class.

“I expect you to show him respect and treat him like you would any of your other classmates,” he glared at Bakugou. “And if you even think about wanting to prove to him that you are better, I will send you down to the Principle’s and you will spend the rest of the day there, got it,” Aizawa said. Bakugou growled and looked away. Aizawa looked at Hitoshi. “You can go and sit next to L/N. L/N, please raise your hand,” Aizawa said. I did so, giving a shy smile. Hitoshi smiled slightly at seeing me. With his bag in hand, Hitoshi made his way to the empty seat next to me. Once he was sitting, Aizawa took out his yellow sleeping bag. “There really isn’t anything for us to do today, so make yourselves comfortable. Class Rep,” Iida looked up. “Introduce Shinso to the class and make sure to keep it down.” With that, Aizawa retreated into his sleeping bag.

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~Izuku’s POV~

I was doing what I always did when I got into the class. I sat down and took out my hero notebook, updating the facts about either my classmates or other heroes I took notes on. My eyes stopped at the drawing I had of Y/N. Her Hero costume wasn’t anything flashy, it consisted of a light and dark red crop top and a light and dark red skirt that went down to just above her ankles. I blushed slightly, smiling. I always admired her. She was so kind to everyone, even Ka-chan who probably didn’t deserve it because he was like the class bully. Her quirk was amazing! Being able to control all of the el*-ements was like something out of a comic. She was even able to control metal, lava and heal people! However, she was often considered to be better as a villain because when her emotions get the better of her, she goes into her Un-Zone state. Her Un-Zone state is kind of scary, I’m not gonna lie. The only times I’ve seen her go into that state is when the USJ was attacked by Villains. Mr. Aizawa had gotten injured very badly by the Nomu, and when she saw that happening, she lost control and went into her Un-Zone state. She almost teared the whole place apart if it weren’t for the other teachers getting here and Midnight calming her down. She went into her Un-Zone state again when Ka-chan was kidnapped by the League of Villains. She was almost able to save him, but Kurogiri warped them away. This caused Y/N to go into her Un-Zone state, only to be calmed down by Mr. Aizawa after he erased her Quirk for a little bit. After that, she swore she would do better to not go into her Un-Zone state again and cause pain for those around her.

I didn’t even realize that someone was sitting next to me until my name was spoken.

“Good morning, Izu-chan.” Someone said. I jumped and looked to my left side. There, sitting in her desk, was my best friend and slightly crush, L/N Y/N. “Izu-chan” was and still is her nickname for me. I looked shyly at her and smiled.

“G-good morning, Y/N-chan. How are you this morning?” I asked. Y/N smiled, setting her bag down next to her desk and taking out her notebook and pencil for class.

“I’m doing alright, I’m just tired. I spent most of the night training to use my quirk and not explode when my emotions get the better of me,” she laughed nervously, scratching the back of my head. “Anyway, how are you doing?” She asked me, smiling. I smiled back.

“W-well, I’m still working on trying to control my quirk, trying not to break all of my bones.” I said, chuckling. Y/N was only of the only students who knew about One for All and All Might, besides All Might himself. I trusted her with my life and she promised to keep it a secret. She even talked to All Might about it and he said that it was fine for her to know, just as long as she kept it a secret. Just then, the door slid open and our teacher who looks like he never gets enough sleep walked in. He lazily looked around.

“Alright class,” he said, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Settle down and get into your seats. Bakugou, get your feet of the desks,” Aizawa said, glaring slightly at my best friend turned bully. Ka-chan scowled but did so anyway. Aizawa looked back to the class. “Alright, I know this is of short notice, but we have a new student joining the Hero Course of Class 1-A,” he said. A buzz of excitement rang out in the class. Aizawa’s eyes glowed red and his hair flew up. This caused the class to shut up. “I didn’t say start talking,” he said. His eyes returned to their normal color and his hair fell. “Anyway, this student is from the General Department of Class 1-C,” he turned to the door, which was still open. “Come on in.” He said. The student walked in, and a series of gasps echoed throughout. I looked at the student. It was Hitoshi Shinso. I remember going against him in the Sports Festival. He used his brainwashing quirk on me and I was able to break out of it and win. Hitoshi raised a hand in greeting. Like Mr. Aizawa, Hitoshi looked like he didn’t get enough sleep at all. “Hello, my name is Hitoshi Shinso and I recently transferred from the General Class of 1-C.” He said in a bored tone. Aizawa looked at the rest of the class. “I expect you to show him respect and treat him like you would any of your other classmates,” he glared at Ka-chan. “And if you even think about wanting to prove to him that you are better, I will send you down to the Principle’s and you will spend the rest of the day there, got it,” Aizawa said. Bakugou growled and looked away. Aizawa looked at Hitoshi. “You can go and sit next to L/N. L/N, please raise your hand,” Aizawa said. Y/N did so, giving a shy smile. Hitoshi smiled slightly at seeing her. I frowned at that. No one was allowed to smile at her like that except me. My eyes widened slightly. What was I thinking? Why do I suddenly have this weird feeling that I don’t like Hitoshi smiling at Y/N? With his bag in hand, Hitoshi made his way to the empty seat next to me. Once he was sitting, Aizawa took out his yellow sleeping bag. “There really isn’t anything for us to do today, so make yourselves comfortable. Class Rep,” Iida looked up. “Introduce Shinso to the class and make sure to keep it down.” With that, Aizawa retreated into his sleeping bag. It was then that I realized that I like Y/N. More than just a friend. I decided that I was going to tell her how I feel after school today, before I go and train with All Might.

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~Hitoshi’s POV~

When the old man told me that I was going to be transferred into the Hero Course of Class 1-A, I was beyond excited. This was my chance to show all those who said my quirk was villainous that my quirk was that of a hero! When I also found out that my new friend, L/N Y/N, was in that class as well, my excitement heightened. Since she had started training with the old man and I to try and control her quirk, I became fast friends with her. Just like my quirk, her quirk was considered to be used for villainy because it seemed to cause more harm than good. But I thought her quirk was amazing. Being able to control all four of the elements AND sub-elements seemed beyond cool. Each time, Aizawa would lightly insult her and she would start to get angry. Her eyes would start to flash white, and then Aizawa would tell her to fight the urge to go into her ‘Un-Zone’ state as she called it. Today, Aizawa was working on training her, I just sat behind and watched. Y/N sent blasts of air at Aizawa. Being skilled in dodging, he did so.

“Is that all you got?” He taunted. She gritted her teeth and sent a water whip his way, attempting to wrap the water around his ankle and slam him on the ground. Aizawa used his capture weapon and struck her wrist. She yelped in slight pain and it caused her to loose her form. “Come on! This is pathetic! I know you can do much better than this!” He shouted. Y/N’s eyes flashed white. Seeing this, I became worried. I didn’t want Mr. Aizawa’s taunts to get too out of hand and cause her to go into her Un-Zone state.

“SHUT UP!” She shouted. Her eyes were flickering between e/c and white.

“Fight it, L/N! Fight the urge to let it take over,” he shouted. Sweat was pouring down her face at her efforts to keep the Un-Zone state at bey. She failed and her face remained expressionless. She started to float into the air. Aizawa looked at me. “Shinso! Try to control her with your capture weapon while I erase her quirk!” Aizawa shouted. I nodded and used the fabric to wrap around her form. I pulled and tried to get her to the ground. She was really strong in her Un-Zone state.

“Y/N,” I shouted. “Y/N! Can you hear me? It’s alright! You know that Mr. Aizawa is just trying to help you!” I shouted. Maybe if I was able to reach her with my words then she would be able to calm down. That clearly wasn’t working, so Mr. Aizawa erased her quirk. I unwrapped my capture weapon and rushed under her, catching her in my arms as she fell. Aizawa sighed.

“That’s enough for today. Shinso, take care of her and then get cleaned up. I’ll see you both in class.” He said. I nodded and waited until she felt better to clean up. She headed to school before me and I went a few minutes after.

~Time Skip~

I waited outside the door for Mr. Aizawa to tell me to come in. I was kind of confident, but I also didn’t want the other classes to think I was going to be all high and mighty now that I was transferred into 1-A. I saw Mr. Aizawa gesture to me.

“Come on in.” He said. I took a deep breath and walked in. As I did, I heard a series of gasps echoing throughout. I looked out at the students. My eyes caught sight of familiar green hair. Izuku Midoriya. I remembered going against him in the Sports Festival. I used my brainwashing quirk on him and he was able to break out of it somehow and win against me. I raised a hand in greeting.

“Hello, my name is Hitoshi Shinso and I recently transferred from the General Class of 1-C.” I said in a bored tone. Aizawa looked at the rest of the class.

“I expect you to show him respect and treat him like you would any of your other classmates,” he glared at the kid who looked like a Pomeranian who needed some serious anger management. “And if you even think about wanting to prove to him that you are better, I will send you down to the Principle’s and you will spend the rest of the day there, got it,” Aizawa said. Pomeranian growled and looked away. Aizawa looked at me. “You can go and sit next to L/N. L/N, please raise your hand,” Aizawa said. Y/N did so, giving a shy smile. I smiled slightly at seeing her. I saw Midoriya frown as I smiled at her. I smirked slightly to myself. I knew he liked her, but so did it. I wasn’t going to let him have her. With my bag in hand, I made my way to the empty seat next to her. Once I was sitting, Aizawa took out his yellow sleeping bag. “There really isn’t anything for us to do today, so make yourselves comfortable. Class Rep,” the kid with the glasses who always made comical, robotic movements with his hands and arms looked up. “Introduce Shinso to the class and make sure to keep it down.” With that, Aizawa retreated into his sleeping bag. I knew I like Y/N. More than just a friend. I decided that I was going to tell her how I feel after school today, before I go home and stay up all night studying for the Hero Course.

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~Y/N’s POV~

I noticed two separate notes on my desk. Confused, I picked one up and read it.

‘Y/N’, the note started. ‘Meet me out on the field after school. There is something really important that I need to talk to you about. ~S’. My brow furrowed. S? That could only mean that was Shinso who wrote the note. I set the note from Shinso down and picked up the other one. ‘Y-Y/N, t-there’s something I really need to talk to you about. Please meet me at the field after school. ~I’ Izu to? Hmm, that’s weird. I shrugged and shouldered my backpack and headed out to the field to meet the two boys.

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~Third-Person POV~

Izuku was waiting patiently on the field. He knew that if he was caught, he would be sent straight home, but he needed to tell Y/N his true feelings. He was worried that Shinso would try and steal her away from him. The sound of feet approaching caught his attention. He smiled, thinking it was Y/N, but froze and frowned at seeing Shinso. The purple haired boy also froze, glaring at the boy who beat him in the Sports Festival.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Shinso asked. Izuku frowned.

“I-I could ask you the same thing.” He said. Shinso sighed, rubbing the back of his head in irritation.

“I’m here because I need to talk to Y/N about something important.” Shinso said.

“Well that’s why I’m here as well,” he said. Izuku’s eyes narrowed. “You’re going to ask Y/N out, aren’t you.” He stated. Shinso rolled his eyes.

“Well duh. It seems like you’re also here to do the same.” He said. Izuku nodded.

“That’s right.” He said. A pair of feet caught the boys’ attention. They saw Y/N walking around the corner. She looked up and was surprised by what she saw.

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~Y/N’s POV~

I rounded the corner and looked up. I gasped slightly in surprise. There stood both Shinso and Izuku. I walked up to them.

“Guys, what’s this all about?” I asked. Shinso sighed. He stepped forward. I saw a momentary panic in Izu’s eyes.

“Y/N,” Shinso started. He had his eyes closed. He opened them and held his hand out. “I can’t hold it in anymore.” He said. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Hold what in?” I asked. Shinso looked me straight in the eyes.

“Y/N, I like you, and not in a friend way,” he said. I gasped, my eyes widening. Okay, this is not what I had expected. “Your personality, your kindness, the way you never give up, all of those qualities drew me to you.” He said. I stared at Shinso, eyes wide and a blush spreading across my cheeks. I saw a look of determination come across Izuku’s face. He stepped up as well.

“Well, if he has confessed, I might as well,” he said. “Y/N, I’ve known you since we were kids. I liked you the moment I first saw you. Your bubbly and childish personality, your strength and determination, and your beauty never cease to amaze me,” he said.

“Y/N,” they said at the same time. “Please, will you become my lover.” They said. I chuckled and looked down. They both looked confused.

“You’re both idiots,” I said quietly. I looked up smiling. “You both have been so blinded by your feelings that you haven’t even realized that I like the both of you and the only way I’ll be your lover, is if I can date the both of you. If you Shinso,” I looked at my friend. “Are willing to be my tough boy, and you Izu,” Shinso smirked slightly. I looked at my childhood friend. “Are willing to be my cute boy.” I said. Shinso chuckled and walked up. He wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind.

“That doesn’t sound too bad,” he looked at Izuku. “What about you, Midoriya?” He asked. Izu smiled and walked up, pulling the both of us in for a hug.

“I can deal with that.” He said. I smiled. I now have the two people I fell in love with, My tough and cute.

//Here it is everyone. I apologize for the long wait. I ran out of inspiration and I also had to work on college stuff. But now it is completed!//

#izukuxreader #shinsou x y/n #mha x y/n #mha

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b-n-h-a-smash · 6 years ago

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Do you think you could do some headcanons with Izuku and Bakugou who’s s/o has a Samoyed for a pet? -UwU

Izuku

Izuku does all the geeky research in the world on samoyed

Realises there is nothing to fear and they are actually really sociable and adorable

He doesn’t get enough of playing with the dog

He even kind of co-parents her with you

Takes her out on walks or runs

She likes him a lot and licks his face all the time

You love hearing him giggle when that happens

Katsuki

Bakugou tries to act like he isn’t a sucker for the dog

Fails miserably

You have caught him plenty of times talking to her in a soothing voice and petting her

He gives her dog food when you are not looking

Won’t hesitate to take care of her if she is ever sick

GOD FORBID ANYONE TRIES TO MATE WITH HIS DAUGHTER

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aetherlocket · 5 years ago

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Follow the River

BNHA X READER

Fantasy AU

This is chapter 1. Read the rest on FFNET, AO3 or Wattpad!!

There was a great white palace that was impossible to not catch eye of peering over a fog blanketed summit, where King Enji, Prince Shoto, and Enji's other children resided. Many knights guarded the palace and served under the King, and (Y/n) was one of them.

She was born and raised to become a warrior and serve for one in a higher position. It was something of a family tradition for the women to become something of the sort. Her father was more of a businessman, her grandfather a chauffeur, while her mother was a dragon hunter, and her grandmother also a knight, though not quite so skilled.

Although (Y/n) didn't have the natural talent her female family did when it came to fighting, she tried her best and eventually earned the respect of many skilled warriors in the Kingdom of Yuuei. Every day, she seemed to learn something new in the art of combat, while dedicating her life to the protection of Prince Shoto.

Only few, including her, knew of the corruption underlying King Enji and his family. The blatant favoritism when it came to King Enji choosing his heir went overlooked and uncontested in the community due to his outstanding reputation.

On the road not too far off from the great palace was a white horse. (Y/n) the knight handled the frantic animal attached to the carriage as if it was nothing, and Prince Shoto watched carefully as if he would learn just by watching her armor covered hands move the reins.

"How far is this kingdom?" he asked.

"If you fall asleep, it'll feel like nothing," the knight's voice was echoey and serious inside the steel helm.

"So it's far." Shoto sighed and his eyes fluttered closed as well, sinking into his seat just a bit. "All I must do is speak with this noble's daughter, correct? And then I may go home?"

"Yes. I've forgotten her full name, but your own father is considering a marriage between you two," (Y/n) replied without hesitation.

"I- what?" Shoto blinked. "Why hasn't he told me this?"

There was no response.

"Why do you know, but not me?"

(Y/n) stayed silent, and only swallowed nervously.

"Ah," Shoto sighed. "I see. You weren't supposed to say that."

"Please don't tell King Enji I said anything.." (Y/n) squeaked, not befitting for a warrior graced with the strongest armor and sharpest sword in the kingdom.

"Don't worry about it.." Shoto's voice lowered as he turned his head to the side, watching the trees rapidly pass by him, his hair covering some of his view as a frown made its way to his face. (Y/n) turned her head away from the road for a second to make sure Shoto was alright, and something in his expression flicked a switch in her.

"I.. You know, he isn't sure. It's just to see if she's up to his standards, I guess. Not a guarantee-"

"Won't you get in trouble if you keep talking?" Shoto said with his usual dead tone, but he was just a bit relieved on the inside. He had no intention on marrying anyone, and being forced to would further destroy the already unbearable relationship between him and his father.

(Y/n) nodded without a sound and focused her eyes on the road from then on. But then Shoto pouted. He wanted to know more.

"How do you feel about this?" Shoto asked. "This.. marriage."

(Y/n) hesitated for a moment before answering. "This.. is what the King wants, so there isn't much I can do about it. I just don't agree with it, per say... It's not right..."

"That's all I needed to know," Shoto replied.

(Y/n) always wondered what was going on inside of Shoto's mind, and that moment was no exception. He was an enigma. She didn't blame him for being cold at times, however.

She also wasn't particularly so sure about that area. She hadn't been to their destination before, so she simply trusted her instincts and a ripped map to take her and Prince Shoto there.

Being trusted with such an important figure in the kingdom gave her stomach butterflies. As she began to feel a smile free itself from under her helmet, the carriage came to a sudden halt, throwing both (Y/n) and Shoto forwards.

"Step out slowly. Keep your hands in the air and don't try anything," said a voice, and a battle axe was pointed at the pair. Three, to be exact, one for each silhouette.

(Y/n) knew better than to reach for her halberd, and reassured Shoto with a quick, soft metal touch to his shoulder, slowly leaving the white carriage. "You're challenging someone with armor and a weapon while you're bare? I hope you know that you won't be leaving with the Prince."

"Oh, we don't care about the Prince. We just happened to hear from someone that you're carrying a lot of money in that carriage to offer the daughter of that noble," said a different man, presumably a second bandit. "But we may have to kill him if you resist. There's three of us, and only one has to get close to him. Your armor means nothing."

The third bandit made his way behind the carriage, closer to the Prince, just in case. Shoto gave (Y/n) a look, though she couldn't tell, facing away from him. She was already sweating in her armor from the sun and quite worn out from training, so this wasn't the ideal situation for her. And yet, she didn't downplay herself.

The knight lifted the front of her helm, exposing her face, riddled with sweat. "Yes, there is money. There's a bag next to where the Prince is sitting," (Y/n) said, taking the chance to look at Shoto. He shook his head, as if reading her mind, diverting his gaze to the bandits, his hands inching closer to his sword by the second.

"Before you go and do that," (Y/n) said, stopping the second bandit from walking past her, "Who gave you this information? Only us, the King and the noble were informed of this."

"I won't say. You'd have them executed. They're a big help, so we can't have that," he said, and smiled. (Y/n) cursed mentally. Was it one person, and the bandit refused to reveal their gender, or is it another group of people?

As the second man placed his foot on the edge of the carriage, (Y/n) halberd left it's holster, its tip barely making its way to the second man's neck before the edge of an axe was placed dangerously close to Shoto's neck as well.

"You're risking the life of your Prince? I don't understand you. Some knight you are," said the second bandit.

"I apologize," (Y/n) said, moving her halberd away from his neck.

"Thank you for the distraction," Shoto said, and before anyone could process it, blood fell down like a fountain to dirt. The second bandit tried to speak, only to cough up blood. "Speaking with a sword through your heart proves to be difficult, doesn't it?"

The loud thud of the large man hitting the floor made even the knight flinch, watching the man writhe in agony, holding his fist weakly against his heart for his last few moments. She then realized; she wasn't doing anything to help whatsoever.

"Fuck!" The other men had tried vigilantly to swing their axes at the Prince, who jumped back off of the carriage. It seemed that they had completely forgotten about the money, and focused their attention on the death of the Prince.

The knight missed her attack, but they couldn't even reach the Prince before a clean slice to their necks were delivered by who they were trying so desperately to kill. They went into a stiff paralysis and fell over, holding their necks and drowning in their own blood.

(Y/n) could only stand there mesmerized, lowing her bloody halberd, almost forgetting to wipe the acidic substance coating it.

She was also, frankly, ashamed.

The blood on her halberd wasn't because she had killed them, saving the Prince. It was splatter from the Prince having to defend himself with an incompetent knight by his side.

"I assume we'll have to reschedule this little trip," Shoto said, wiping some blood off of the edge of his lips and softly running his fingers through the docile horse's mane. "Turn the carriage around."

****

Many could tell, simply by watching (Y/n)'s face in the rare times she had her helmet off, or even completely covered, simply from her body language, that she didn't enjoy working in the palace. Even Shoto could tell how much energy wearing the heavy suit and sparring with the others as training took from her each day.

No one could blame her. No one liked working for Enji Todoroki. Ask anyone in the palace for their opinion of him, and it will be some variation of 'bastard' or 'good for nothing.' Ask people outside the palace, and it will be something positive or indifferent, because they believe whatever the newspapers tell them.

Shoto had asked his knight once: "What do you think of this idea; I run away from this place and start a new life."

To which (Y/n) blinked and removed her steel helmet, a way of expressing her concern. It was then that Shoto knew she was serious. "Are you really considering this?"

Shoto only nodded. He felt often like he had said too much, basically, whenever he spoke. His father did a great job of making this point around him.

"I understand," said (Y/n), to his surprise.

He expected a, 'You're delusional. You're a rich prince with everything you could ever want!' or, 'Don't take your position for granted. I'd kill to be in your place.'

"I doubt that," Shoto replied, attempting to provoke her into speaking her mind a bit more, hoping for more encouraging words.

"I can tell why you do, my Prince," (Y/n) said. It wasn't working.

Shoto sighed. "I can't talk to anyone without them treating me like a Prince. I'm just a normal kid on the inside, damnit.." His voice was as low as a whimper, but (Y/n) could hear every syllable as they left his mouth. She pretended not to hear and kept her head down.

***

Shoto hadn't dared to enter the knight's quarters without permission once before.. but he had made up his mind that night about something.

Shoto chuckled as he saw (Y/n) with her helmet still on as she slept. He removed it as slowly as possible, and wasn't surprised to see that her face was sweating uncontrollably with rosy cheeks, and her hair messy.

He almost forgot why he was there as (Y/n) began to wake up, presumably from the sudden influx of cool, fresh air hitting her face.

Shoto held his hand out before the girl could fully awaken. "Come, I'm leaving tonight."

"Prince? What do you mean leaving? Why are you in the knight's quarters? I-"

"Just get your armor and weapons and come," Shoto put a finger to her mouth, lightly squeezing her arm. She didn't dare protest any further. If it was the Prince's will, then she was meant to follow it, no matter what. But there was something off this time. He seemed happy, in a way, for once, without smiling. Shoto helped carry parts of her armor out of the quarters while she carried her halberd, most dangerous areas facing the ground as Shoto led the way.

"So what's happening exactly?" (Y/n) asked, stuffing some leftover yen into her pocket.

Shoto only walked into his room and gestured for the knight to join him. He was already wearing what he usually did, his royal attire embroidered especially for him along with his holstered sword. "I told you, we're leaving."

"You weren't kidding..?" The knight chuckled. "I understand you want to leave this place, but think about it. Your dad will do anything to get you back-"

"I don't care. I'd like to see him try," Shoto replied coldly, polishing his weapon and slipping on a few bracelets, hiding them under his sleeve. "I'm not going to that noble's place. I'm not marrying his daughter either, so I'll have to leave before the trip is rescheduled. Easy as that."

***

"So where.. exactly.. are we going?" (Y/n) asked the Prince.

"To a certain mountain," replied he.

"You don't mean.. That one.. right?"

After a brief moment of silence, (Y/n)'s worst fears were confirmed, and her tongue began to feel heavy in her mouth. "Sir.."

"Is there a problem?" Shoto asked, looking straight ahead as he walked.

"I'm.. not sure if I can protect you, if anything happens, if that makes sense."

Shoto stopped and turned to face the knight. "What are you talking about?"

"Well.. a few days ago.. those men trying to take the money.. and how I was basically useless.. You had to do everything yourself. It doesn't make sense-"

"You were tired," Shoto interrupted her, then continued walking.

(Y/n) stood there for a moment, staring at the ground before picking up her pace to match the Prince's again, until they reached the base of the mountain.

"Why are there steps?" (Y/n) asked.

"Mount Hosu used to be a tourist attraction.. it's closed because of the dragon rumored to live here now."

(Y/n) shivered. "Dragon."

"Did you say something?"

"Nope."

They continued forward, climbing up an unholy amount of steps before it split into two different paths. One of the paths was dry and bare, while the other had a stream of water beside it.

"Just follow the river," Shoto said, and walked along the path with the stream of water.

"How come you know this place so well, Prince?" (Y/n) asked. As far as she knew, Shoto stayed locked in the castle all his life, and only left under supervision from her or another trusted knight.

"It's not Prince anymore, just Shoto," the boy dodged the question expertly.

***

It took a while, but they finally arrived at the top. (Y/n) immediately used her survival skills. (Y/n) gathered dry wood and use a spindle stick to light a small ember. Shoto tried himself but failed, only giving himself some splinters from the wood.

With the knight's guidance, Shoto successfully managed to roast a wild animal. Of course, Shoto had really understood none of it, but nodded in silence, and hoped that she would help him later.

"Now that I've helped you.." (Y/n) began to trace her finger across the dirt. "How about you teach me more about fighting? A knight should know more, if not just as much, as their Prince. It only makes sense."

Shoto hummed. "You're already known as a strong warrior. I don't believe you need extra training."

"Please?"

"I'm nothing special.. I can't really teach."

"Please?" (Y/n) pleaded.

"... Tomorrow, maybe," Shoto relented. He walked over behind a tree and took out two folded tents.

"Did you plan this or something?" the knight asked.

"I've been considering it for a while, let's say."

As they settled, a teenage boy had just finished climbing up the same steep mountain as the Prince and the Prince's close knight, and he was exhausted. Then, as he caught his breath, he repeated his goal over and over in his head; to hunt down the dragon perched somewhere on this godforsaken mountain.

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myheroimagines · 5 years ago

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deku imagines - Small

(y/n) pov

you had been shorter than the average hight of others, plus you were skinny as well. it was part of your qurik, you can shink or grow any size you needed be at the time. but your quirk doesn’t help in personal life or with your boyfriend midoryia. he’s 5′5 but your hardly five feet tall. you thought as you were trying grab a box of cereal that you wanted to eat, you about to grab the chair. “ (y/n), i’ll got it” deku said as he walked into your house. than saw the whole thing you trying to get the box. of cereal, so he knew what box of cereal he needed to get for you. “ there you go “ he said he handed you the box of cereal, you blushed a deep pink color before speaking up. “ do like the fact i am short or tiny “ you asked, “ yeah, it’s cute, i can get things for you and pick you up in my arms. your mine cute little doll” you smiled at him, “ why -did -you asked ?” he sutter out, “ i feel like i am a brother, it’s annoying i have to have people get things off the higher shelf” you expalin before deku stopped, “ i love it, your perfect to me, your so beautiful. please rember your perfect as you are “ midoryia simply said before kissing your forehead. you had the best boyfriend in the whole world, midoryia. you thought in the moment

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shiviwrites07 · 2 years ago

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Forgotten

Summary: The Number One hero forgets his Number One's birthday and has to face the consequences.

Midoriya Izuku x fem!reader

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You woke up with an excited mood, cause it wasn’t an ordinary day. It was your birthday! You were so excited! You don’t really like big celebrations but your birthday is really special to you. You always celebrate it with your parents in your hometown in Shibuya but this time, you had a different day planned for you and Izuku. You had taken a day off work, being the number 3 hero, it wasn’t easy but they let you go since it was your birthday. You had reminded Izuku to take off work too, but it seems that he forgot. You woke up to a note on your bedside table, “Sorry hun, I know you told me to take a day off but i can’t. I promise I’ll make it up to you puppy. Have a good day! I love you <3” You mouth sets into a deep frown after reading the note, he didn’t even wish you a happy birthday.

You turn on your phone when you notice it has been flooded with messages. You smile when you see that all your friends have wished you a happy birthday. After you get off the phone with your best friends Ochako and Momo, you head over to the kitchen to make yourself some breakfast. As you start preparing your breakfast, you turn on the news. “Pro hero Deku saves Japan again! With his smashes and-“ You change the channel as your eyes well up with tears. He forgot about you, again. This had become a routine. You guys plan dates, he blows you off for work, tries to make up with another date but fails to show up at that too. But today was different, it was your birthday goddamnit!

But you made up your mind that you were not gonna let his absence ruin your day. You went to your favourite bakery and bought a customised (favourite flavour) cake, with a picture of your and izuku’s first date. Then you decided to pay Inko a visit. She was delighted to see you! She baked your favourite cookies as an apology for not getting anything for your birthday as she was not expecting your visit. You ate the delicious cookies and chatted with her. After a scrumptious lunch prepared by mama Inko, she decided to ask you about your relationship with Izuku. As you both were washing the dishes, she asked, “Has my Izu been treating you well? I’ll let you know that he loves you more than anything, even more than being a hero.” Your mouth sets into a frown as you answer her question. “Well, he is the best boyfriend but I don’t really think he loves me more than being a hero. He’s been blowing me off more and more lately I know being the new symbol of peace has made him really busy but he could at least make out a little bit of time for me. He could’ve atleast wished me a happy birthday….” You trail off as your eyes begin to well up with tears again. Inko feels heartbroken and pulls you into her chest as sobs rake your body. After an hour of consolidation from Mama Inko, you head home as the sun has started to set. You bid inko farewell as you walk out her door and towards the confines of your empty home.

Just as you are about to enter through the door of your house, your phone rings. You Press ‘Accept’ when you see ‘Izu ❤️’ on the screen. “Hello?” “Hey puppy! Im sorry for bailing on you today. I’m getting off work early today and I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?” Your eyes lighted up and a smile made its way onto your face when you replied, “Really?! You sure you won’t bail again?” “Of course not” “Promise me please?” “I promise Puppy! Now get ready. I’ll meet you at (favourite restaurant) at 7pm.” “Okiee! I love you Izu!” He chuckles while filling out paperwork, “I love you too Puppy” You squeal in excitement, you ere sure that he hasn’t forgotten your birthday and is planning a surprise for you. You looked at the clock and saw that it read 4:30pm.

You had plenty of time. After replying to a couple of birthday wishes, you ran ourself a nice bath with baths bombs and scented candles. After getting out of the bath, you started getting dolled up. You did your makeup and wore that beautiful green dress that izuku had bought you last Sunday. It hugged your body at all the right places. By the time you were done, you looked drop dead gorgeous. (Not that you already aren’t. All you readers are beautiful no matter your body size and shape. I love y’all <3. Anyways-) By the time you were done it was already 6:30pm. You hurriedly grabbed a purse and wore your heels. You drove to the restaurant and sighed in relief when you realised you were there right on time. You made your way into the restaurant, as all eyes started following you, the receptionist was flustered when he saw you but managed to composed him as he led you to a table. You smiled politely and thanked him.

You waited happily, excited to meet him. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. The restaurant was kind enough to offer you a birthday cake as all the customers and employees wished you (They knew it was your birthday cause you’re the number 3 hero). Your phone ringed at 9:30pm. It was Izuku. You picked up the call and before you could say anything Izuku started pouring apologies but you already knew what was about to happen, “I’m so so sorry Puppy. I won’t be able to make it. There was a big villain in Mustafu and they said I was the only one who could-“ “It's ok. I understand. See you at home.” “Thanks a lot honey. I love you-“ Izuku was left dumbfounded when you cut off the call. He sighed and continued his paperwork, not realising what the weight of is words were.

When Izuku told you he couldn’t make it, again, you broke down into sobs then and there. You exited the restaurant after mumbling a small ‘thank you’ to the waiter who nodded and places a 2000 yen on the table even though you didn’t order anything. The paparazzi flooded the exit as they caught shots of you exiting the restaurant as a mess. You made your way home and kicked off your heels in the middle of the living room, throwing your purse on the couch as you made a beeline for the bedroom. Putting on one of Izuku’s hoodies, you fell on the bed, sobbing like you have never before. After an hour, you finally fell asleep.

When the top heroes were finishing filling out the last of their paperwork about the latest villain at about 11:45pm , Bakugo started a conversation. “Deku. Didn’t you plan out something for Teddy Bear? You’ve been here the whole day. Don’t fucking tell me you forgot!” “Forgot what Kacchan?” Asked Izuku innocently. “Teddy bear’s birthday of course” When Izuku abruptly shot out of his seat, it confirmed all of their suspicions. “Ah shit- He’s dead-” Kirishima was saying when Todoroki pointed out the news on the screen in front of them. Midoriya felt like killing himself when he saw the news. “Pro hero (H/N) spotted exiting (F/R), wait is she crying?! What?! What happened that made our beloved hero cry on her birthday. To find out more keep watching-“ They were all interrupted when Midoriya finished packing up and said, “I don’t fucking care about this stupid fucking paperwork! Im going home to my girlfriend! Fucking bitchass villains!” The heroes were surprised at the number of profanities coming out of his mouth but didn’t have time to comprehend when he was already out the door. Bakugo chuckled as he continued his paperwork, “This ought to be good. He’s royally fucked.”

By the time Izuku reached your doorstep, It was already 12:10am. He had missed your birthday. Izuku’s heart broke when he entered the house and saw the mess. Broken vases, broken frames, plates scattered all over the floor and some blood on the counter. A packed birthday cake lay on the counter, a piece of it wistfully eaten by you. The final straw was when he saw you curled up on your bed, dried blood on your knuckles, and tear streaks on your face. His sobs were what woke you up from your slumber. “Izuku? Wha-“ You were interrupted when he engulfed you in a bone crushing hug. “I’m sorry Puppy-“ “Cut it out Deku. Im tired of your bullshit.” “Baby I swear. I took a day off work tomorrow. We’ll celebrate your birthday tomorrow, I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go-“ “I have work tomorrow. Besides it’ll not be my birthday tomorrow.” “Baby I’m so sorry- Please don’t be this way- I love y-“ “No you don’t” The sharpnesss of your voice sucked all the air out of his lungs. “If you would’ve, you would’ve not blown off every plan that we made the last few months, would’ve not forgotten my fucking birthday Midoriya!” He froze as the reality of his past actions finally dawned on him. Izuku breathed a sigh of relief only when you said, “It’s fine. I’ll suck it up. Now go to sleep.” He hugged you from behind as he fell into a deep slumber. At least you weren’t mad at him anymore, or so he thought.

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The next morning, Izuku woke up, with a new sense of determination in his mind. He was going to make things right today! He had taken a day off and wanted to take you out for a picnic. But his hope crumbled when he woke up to an empty bed, there was a note on his pillow, “I’ve got work. I’ll be home late. Breakfast is in the fridge.” He then realised that this was what you must’ve felt like everytime he bailed on you. He decided that he was going to make you (f/d) for lunch and would take it to your office himself. That would give him a chance to see you too. So like a good boyfriend, he cleaned up the house and prepared your lunch.

On his way to your agency, he signed a couple of autographs for his fans and clicked a few pictures with them too. His smile seemed brighter than the other days since he was going to see you today. Stepping inside your agency, Izuku approached your receptionist with a bento box in hand and said, ‘Hi! I’m here to give Y/N her lunch.” “Sorry sir but she’s not here. Dynamight had dropped by earlier and took her out for lunch.” To say he was shocked was an understatement. Since when did Bakugo become so caring? Right on cue, you appeared running inside the agency feigning fear, a massive smile evident on your face. You turned back to look at Katsuki when you bumped into your boyfriend. Your smile dropped when you saw him but you quickly put on a tight lipped smile when you greeted him. The transition of the smile on your face broke Izuku’s heart but he didn’t have time to comprehend when you were picked up bridal style by someone when he announced cockily, “I win again, Teddy Bear~”

Everyone was shocked to hear the malice in their beloved hero Deku’s voice when he said, “Get your filthy hands off my girlfriend, Kacchan.” “What’s your deal Deku? Why play Prince Charming now when you weren’t even able to remember her-“ “Thats enough ’Suki.” You get down from his arms, and peck his cheek lightly, “Thank you for the lunch ’Suki. You should head out now. Got work to do, don’t you?” Katsuki read the room and without any retaliation, left your agency. You turned around and walked past your boyfriend towards the elevator, “C’mon Midoriya. Let’s discuss whatever case you’ve brought now.”

The ride in the elevator was awkward, Izuku trying to make small talk and you with your short replies. Izuku noticed that you look unusually tired today. He finally asked, “Are you okay? You look tired. Did you get enough sleep yesterday? And why did you think that I brought a case-“ He was interrupted when cut him off, “Calm down Izuku. I’m alright, why do you suddenly care about me? And I have a headache since I fell asleep after crying for an hour straight. And I said that cause you never visit my agency, except when you have something really important cause you always go to Shoto or Ochako first.” The last parts of your sentence came out as a soft mumble as Izuku held your hands in his. Izuku’s eyes widened when you said, “Am I not good enough Izu? Do you love your hero work more than m-me? Do I just get in your w-way? Do you even remember when you last k-kissed me? When we last went on a date? I can’t do this anymore Izuku……If you want to get rid of me then just tell- mmph” Your sentence was cut short when Izuku pulled you in by your waist and kissed you more tenderly than he had ever before. So many feelings were conveyed through that kiss. Love, Affection and most prominently, Fear.

He fell on his knees before you as he wept into your abdomen. You stroked his hair tenderly as tears fell from your eyes. “Please d-don’t leave me. You’re my everything. I don’t know what I’ll do without you. Im sorry I didn’t realise earlier that you were hurting so much. You are more than enough Puppy. I’m sorry I made you feel like you weren’t. I’ll even leave hero work if you tell me to. Just please don’t leave me…..” “Izu, baby, I love you. Just this time promise me you’ll be better. And you better not break your promise this time.” He starts peppering kisses all over your face as he says, “I promise. And if I break it, then you can have my head.”

Bonus: You both were oblivious to the fact that the elevator doors were open and you had gathered quite an audience. When you both shared a last kiss, you turned your head towards the crowd when you herd a bunch of ‘Aww’s and ’They’re so cute’. You blushed and hid your head into Izuku’s chest. He chuckled fondly at your cuteness and lightly kissed your forehead, eliciting another wave of ‘Aww’s from your staff, leaving him flustered too.

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kuromine-sakura · 6 years ago

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Roller coaster (Deku X Reader) - Chapter 1: Family and first encounter (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/n4SVfAD270 Headstrong (Y/N) dreams to become a hero. She saves a quirkless boy from bullies and befriends him. From then on, life became a roller coaster of love, friendship and family. This is my first story so I'm really sorry if it's not well written. Hope you enjoy! Art and Boku no Hero Academia belongs to its rightful owners.

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orokayagi · 6 years ago

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BNHA X reader Oneshots - Happy birthday ( Izuku x Reader) (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/HRSt3QprL0 All of the BNHA boys here to give you their love and hearts ( requests are closed . This story can also be fouund on my Quotev)

#anime #bakugouxreader #bnhaxreader #dabixreader #dekuxreader #denkixreader #fanfiction #iidaxreader #izukuxreader #kirishimaxreader #oneshots #romance #seroxreader #todorokixreader #books #wattpad #amreading

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avaxxlin · 2 years ago

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tough love || Bakugo x reader (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/290759852-tough-love-bakugo-x-reader?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=avaxlin&wp_originator=tGyoQeg1YYLUdFaI8kjDh1YMBGBDLy0%2B7k%2BQ6shiHoWMn%2B8KDdDGvViU8Qi%2BXOugw2HrIUHboEWLQvoOgyTfUBWmQFgbKjvKaYsC9y4myZor8JiXZv03hS3vtfYHZr5l katsuki bakugo has been desperately in love with his best friend y/n aizawa since the young age of four but is too terrified to tell her in fear of rejection. while she reciprocates the same feeling doesn't realize how he feels no matter how obvious it is. izuku midoriya her childhood best friend feels the same way as bakugo even if he knows how she feels about the blonde-haired male bakugoxreaderxmidoriya started 11-12-21 picked back up 2/1/23 ended -/--/-- *rated mature for strong themes and language and possible smut*

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lilithbasically · 4 years ago

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"Support"

*MINORS DNI*

(IzukuxReader)

Warnings: rough sex, spanking, spitting, throat fucking, dacryphilia, daddy kink, slight choking, oral (f&m receiving), masturbation (m&f), praise and degradation, Izuku has a foul mouth

W.C.: 2.7K

Look, this gets filthy. My brain said "feral Izuku" and it wouldn't shut up so here we are

Just starting out as a Pro Hero was a bit more financially stressful than you had been prepared for. You knew you wouldn't be raking in money right off the jump, but still. Having three suitemates to pay rent and bills seemed ridiculous.

Regardless, that's where you find yourself as an up and coming Pro. Ochaco walked in y'all's side of the suite, exhausted from her patrol, "Y/N, can we just order pizza? I'm dying of hunger and I can't put any effort into anything else today."

"Ooooh, pizza sounds amazing. I'll go see if the guys wanna come over and hang out too."

You skipped over to the door that joined the two sides of the suite and pulled it open, "Hey, Izu, 'Suki? Are y'all home?"

You heard Katsuki's usual grunt in response as Izuku came around the corner.

"Hey, Y/N! What's up? Everything alright?"

"Oh, yeah! Definitely. We're ordering pizza and wanted to know if y'all wanted to come hang out when it gets here?"

"We'll be there," Izuku replied with a sweet smile.

Leaving their side and shutting the door, you didn't hear Katsuki snicker, "Better go jerk off before we go over there. You might explode being close to her for so long," he laughed.

"Shut up, Kacchan," Izuku sighed and rolled his eyes.

But, Katsuki was right, as always. Sure, you grew up with Izuku and Katsuki and you had all three reconnected as best friends in high school, but you moved away for six months before moving in with Ochaco. The first time Izuku saw you again was in your hero costume and poor baby's dick got hard just from how your ass looked in the skintight suit.

Nevermind the fact that when you're home, you wear those tiny little shorts that barely cover your cheeks with "Deku" stamped across your ass because "Of course I bought your merch! I support all my friends, Izu."

Not just that but you're all so comfortable with each other, you leave the conjoining door unlocked all the time and you all come and go as you please. Leaving poor, frustrated Izuku to walk in your living room after you had just gotten back from your daily run. Bangs plastered to your forehead, sweat dripping down your neck to the valley of your breasts that were being held by, you guessed it, a Deku brand sports bra. Your nipples poking through the fabric made sweet baby Izuku activate his quirk just before running out of the room to relieve the growing tension in his pants.

Izuku being frustrated as hell in bed, because he JUST fucking came all over the shower wall to downright sinful thoughts of your mouth wrapped around his dick, as he removes his cock from his pajama pants, spitting in his hand for lube and stroking himself in time with the thrusts of your vibrator he can hear through your shared wall. Muffling his moans and grunts by biting his pillow, his hips jerk up as his cum spills out, running over his hand when he hears you cry, "fuck, daddyy" as you reach your release.

Izuku was far from being a virgin but he couldn't approach you with his feelings. You fluster him too much for him to even begin to think of starting that conversation. He tried once. He really did, he was gonna finally confess and hopefully be able to do something about it. But then you turned around and looked up at him with innocent doe eyes, head tilted, sucking on a popsicle and he about came in his pants.

And you were completely unaware of the things you did to your cinnamon roll of a best friend...or so he thought.

You weren't stupid. You were a whole ass tease and you'd been wanting him to make a move for years. You were very curious about how your best friend was in bed. So, you resigned to tempting and taunting him until his resolve broke. And you had a plan that you were sure would get things moving.

The tipping point for Izuku was when he'd had a particularly hellacious day after an equally horrific week. Villains fucking everywhere, hardly any help available, and he had been so busy that week, he'd only seen you once when you were running to your car. All sweet baby Izuku wanted to do was eat, shower, and go to bed. He got as far as his bed before he passed out from exhaustion.

He woke up to your soul snatching moans not even five minutes later. A bit grumpy because obviously, he needed more sleep than that. His grumpiness lasted all of about 30 seconds because when he heard you moan, "ahhhh god, Deku" he went fucking feral.

You jump and scramble to hide your vibrator when your door busts open; a very intimidating Izuku standing there with green lightning flashing around him. His eyes glowing emerald green, his chest rising and falling with quick pants, a very daunting bulge protruding from his hero suit.

"Izu, I didn't know you were hom-" you started to explain before he cut you off, striding over to you.

"Shut the fuck up. You knew. I know you knew because you can hear me through that wall right there...just like I can hear everything you do. You've been teasing me for fuckin months. I've tried to be good. I've kept everything bottled up and just jerked my dick to thoughts of you. But you wanna play this game, sweetheart? Alright, I'll play. You get to sit there and watch me stroke my cock until I cum all over those perfect tits. Then, maybe, maybe, I'll fuck your pretty brains out, yeah?"

You stared up at him, wide-eyed, "Izuk-"

"Didn't I tell you to shut up? If this isn't what you want, say no right now and I'll walk away and we can pretend this never happened. If you want this, shut your fucking mouth," he snapped.

You don't think your mouth has ever shut that quickly.

"That's what I fuckin thought," Izuku said as he stripped. "Good thing you're already naked. Almost like I was right and you were hoping this would happen."

"Fuckin slut, always teasing me. What, were you trying to see how far you could push me before I snapped?" He asked, finally freeing himself from his boxers.

Your eyes widened and you took in what exactly Izuku was packin. You've seen some dicks but godDAMN. There's no way in hell that's gonna fit in me, you thought. And it's so pretty too, prominent veins running up the underside, tip flushed pink with precum leaking out, making you lick your lips.

"Aww don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make sure it fits," he says with a smirk, eyes still glowing as he starts slowly stroking, teasing you. You whimper, knowing he's trying to build you up but he has no idea how much your body is aching for him.

"Poor little whore...whining already? You need to get fucked that bad?" He taunts, reaching where you slid your vibrator under the covers, "Here, I'll allow you to use your stupid little toy--" he stops when he registers what he's holding, his eyes slide over to you.

"Y/N...is this...is this the replica of my fucking dick that adult store sells?"

"Uhh...I, ummm...like to support my friends? Heh heh..." you reply sheepishly.

"Fuuuuck," Izuku groans before throwing the toy across the room and wrapping his hand around your neck, lightly squeezing the sides.

"I can't fuckin wait anymore, fuck, Y/N. Get on your knees, now," he commands.

The obedient little slut you are, you sink down to the floor on your knees hoping he's about to do what you think he's about to do.

"Open," he says. You open your mouth wide as he tilts your chin up and lets a string of spit drip from his mouth onto your tongue. Giving his dick a few more teasing pumps, he taps his tip against your tongue before shoving it as far back as he could. Hearing you gag and sputter around his length has him gripping a fistful of your hair before full on face fucking you.

"Ahh god, Y/N...fuck I knew that mouth had to be good."

He groans as you moan around him, clenching your thighs together to try to create some friction for your throbbing clit. "Relax your throat for me, baby. You can do that for me, yeah?"

You whimper as you try your best to relax as he slowly pushes his dick into your throat. "Good fuckin girl. Now, swallow."

He puts a hand on your neck and moans when you swallow, feeling your throat constrict him. "Fuck I, I can't..need to cum. Goddamnit," he says as he bobs your head up and down his length. Tearing you off him, he picks you up while you're still gasping for air, and lays you on your bed, legs hanging over the edge.

Izuku looks down at you and smirks, "But I'll be damned if I cum anywhere except inside that pretty little pussy." He gets down to his knees and pulls your legs over his shoulders, letting out a shaky breath as his fingers slide down your folds, sliding over your clit, circling your fluttering entrance. Slowly pushing his middle finger into you, you moan and he feels your thighs tremble.

"Look at you...shaking already and I've barely touched you. Fuckin' pathetic."

You whine as he pumps his finger in and out of you and starts giving light licks to your clit.

"Please, Izu...need more...please..." you beg.

"Aww my little slut's feeling greedy, huh?" A sharp slap to your inner thigh makes you cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. "My slut will be fucking thankful for whatever I want to give her or I'll walk out and take her toy with me. Got it?"

"Y-yessir."

"That's my good fuckin girl. See?" He asks before kissing and lightly biting your inner thighs, "Good girls get rewards."

He sinks two fingers into you as he attaches his lips to your clit and sucks. His fingers curling to find the spot to make you scream and when he finds it, he's not stopping until he wants to stop. His tongue dancing in circles and figure 8's around and over your clit while his fingers continue their assault has you keening and arching your back. Sounds you've never heard before spill from your mouth as Izuku slurps and sucks like you're his last meal.

"Fu-fuck, Izu...gonna...gonna..." you babble, unable to form words from the intense pleasure wracking through your body.

"Gonna cum, pretty baby? Cum then...I wanna taste you. Make a mess f'me," Izuku murmurs. His tongue and fingers switch as you cum, him tongue fucking you through your orgasm while he continues to slurp your essence.

Removing your legs from his shoulders, he presses his lips to yours, coaxing your mouth open with his tongue. He moans into the kiss and you feel a fresh wave of arousal pool between your legs. He pulls away and holds your gaze, bringing a hand up to softly stroke your cheek, "Are you okay with everything so far? No limits pushed?" He asks.

"No, Izu. Everything's perfect," you smile and press a soft kiss to the tip of his nose.

"Good because I'm nowhere near done with you yet," he replies with a smirk as he flips you over and picks your hips up so you're face down, ass up.

"Goddamn, sweetheart. I've been staring at your ass for a long time but seeing it like this," he says before landing a sharp slap on the right side of your ass and gripping a handful, "is better than I imagined."

You push your hips back into him to silently encourage him to finally fuck you and you feel his dick slide against your pussy between your thighs.

"You sure you're ready?" He asks.

"Mmmmmm, Izuuuu, please fuck me already," you whine.

Another sharp slap rings through the air before he grabs a handful of your hair, jerking your head up, and bends down to ask, "What the fuck did I tell you about my slut being thankful for whatever I decide to give her?"

Licking the shell of your ear, he chuckles as he lines up with your entrance. "Yanno...I was gonna give you time to fully adjust. But seeing as you wanna be a cock hungry whore, we'll just do it this way instead."

Izuku slowly pushes the head of his cock past your entrance, making you moan before he fully sheathes himself in your dripping cunt. Letting out a strangled cry, your eyes roll back as you cum, walls fluttering around his dick.

Izuku laughs, actually fucking laughs, "Holy shit did you just cum from me putting my dick in you? Damn, baby that's pretty fuckin hot. Now...before we continue, were you thinking of me when you said daddy?"

Whimpering, you nod your head yes.

"Use your words, sweetheart," he warns.

"Yes, daddy, it's s'only you," you whisper.

"Ahhh good girl," he groans as he pulls almost all the way out then driving back into you twice as hard as the first time, making you cry out.

"FUCK, IZU," you sob. Tears starting to dot your lash line from the unadulterated pleasure coursing through you. He's just so fucking big and thick, you can feel him hitting your cervix and it creates a delicious mix of pain and pleasure. His hands wrap around your hips to pull you to meet his forceful and unrelenting thrusts.

"Oh gawwwd, baby...fuck...good fuckin girl. Taking my cock so well. Just a pretty little cocksleeve all for me, yeah? Oh goddamn, sweetheart, I feel you clenching around me...go ahead and cum again. Cum all over your favorite hero's cock, ahhhhh, atta fuckin girl."

Tears streaming down your face, your eyes apparently permanently rolled to the back, the only thing you can do is cry, moan, and cum. A particularly hard thrust rubs his cock right against that special spot in your pussy and makes his balls slap against your clit, briefly snapping you out of your stupified state.

"Fuuuhuuuhuuuck, DEKU, PLEASE..." you scream.

Izuku flips you over to your back, his dick still inside you, he puts your ankles on his shoulders and wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing the sides. Green lightning flashes around your room as his eyes glow bright green.

Using his free hand to rub frantic circles over your clit, he starts pounding into you again.

"FUCK, Y/N...need to fill you...ahhh, up...fuck...gonna fuck you full of my cum...you want that? Course you do...you're my little slut. Gonna make you my pretty little breeding bitch-FUCK. Oh baby you look so pretty when you cry for my cock. Goddamn you feel so good...ahhh...cum again baby. Give me one more c'mon."

"Can't, Izu. S'too much, please," you sob.

"Yes you fucking can and you WILL. Now be daddy's good little whore and cover my cock in your cum so I can fill you up. Cum, Y/N. Cum NOW"

"Ahhh FUCK, daddyyy," you cry as you cum. Your body trembling, tears flowing freely down your face, hands clinging to his shoulders so hard, you're sure your fingernails are drawing blood.

"Atta girl...atta fuckin girl...fuck fuck fuck, gonna cum...gonna-a aahhhhahh fuuuuuuck, Y/N."

His hips stutter and slow as he fills your cunt. Slowly lowering your legs from his shoulders and pulling out of you, he watches your pussy clench around nothing, his cum leaking out. He smirks as he pushes it back into you with two fingers, your walls instantly tightening.

"You okay, sweetheart? I kind of lost it there for a minute. I didn't know that would happen. Does anything hurt? Was I too rough or mean?" Izuku asks as he lays down and pulls you into his chest, planting sweet kisses on your forehead and wiping your tears.

"No, Izu, you were perfect. It was just a lot of really amazing feelings all at once. A bit overwhelming," you giggle.

"Good, baby. Let me get you some water, then we're gonna get you cleaned up, take a bubble bath together, and cuddle and watch movies until we fall asleep."

"Sounds perfect, Izu. Thank you," you smile up at him.

"Of course, sweetheart. We do enjoy supporting our friends around here after all."

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loversdelusions · 3 years ago

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Deku x Reader: Niche Insecurities.

My first attempt at writing for my favourite boy. This is pretty personal, since it's a big insecurity of mine. I’ve been thinking of Lolita fashion a lot recently, and this thought keeps bugging me. Since he’s a sure comfort, one might as well indulge.

Midorya IzukuxReader: Christmas niche, Lolita insecurities lol.

(1.2k words)

Not proof read, we die like men.

Goodie Bag: Fluff, mostly implied suggestive themes.

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Your hands moved to smooth your skirts over the fluffy petti you had insisted on dragging along with you. You pondered slightly over your appearance, mind fractured over how you seemed to come off to others. You tended to dress on the ecstatic side, fluffy dresses over figure revealing clothes. Though it was certainly interesting the looks and whispers that were sent your way, no matter what however, his fingers intertwining with your own made you feel safe, and proud. No matter what you were wearing, no matter where.

Even now, as he sat behind you and watched you fluff the petticoat underneath your forest green dress, detailed with coils and frills of golden, red and white. The green colour wasn't traditionally your style, though it brought a smile to your lips knowing you would match him. He gazed at you, you had grown comfortable by his analyzing stare, even if it brought a nervous sweat to your palms. Izuku sat on the rickety homemade stool, shifting his weight side to side, his hand holding the weight of his head, jaw digging into his scarred palm. His eyes were trained on your reflection, and your gazes met in the reflective surface.

He gave you a small smile, and you couldn't help the heat that flushed from the tips of your ears all the way down and over the bridge of your nose. It wasn't just anything that you blushed over, a grumbling embarrassment over forcing him here, waiting for you to hurry along, be done with your overly complicated dress routine so that your date could actually start. You pursed your lips, “Izuku,” You called out softly. He tilted his head to the side as if in question. He hummed in response, to inform you he was actively listening. “What do you think?”

You knew how he was going to respond. He always responded the same, you couldn't really blame him. How was he supposed to respond to that, either way. Risking his lovely night by upsetting his partner. Either way, he smiled softly, “You look beautiful,”

“Don't say that,” You huff, hands scrunching the heavy fabric of your dress.

He frowned, straightening in his seat, “Darling, what’s going on?”

You shut your eyes tightly, maybe it was a bit more than dragging him here. While your fingers were intertwined with his, you were confident, but a small burning underneath your skin, nerves, perhaps; but it changed little, because when the stares burned into you, you could not imagine how he felt next to you. Was he embarrassed? Annoyed?

Was he ashamed to be seen with a spectacle?

Your eyes fluttered open when you felt arms close around you, strong and comforting. He nuzzled into the curve of your neck, inhaling softly, eyes half lidded in his comfort. He looked at you, his nose touching the ruffles of your blouse, and the corner of his lips curled into a smile. “I’m serious, you look really good,”

You looked at him in the reflection of the mirror, and lifted your hand into his hair, pulling him closer to you and chuckling, “Your amazing at compliments,”

He gave you a look that assured you your sarcasm was duly noted.

He forced your body to twist for a more comfortable view for himself, pulling you so you were properly looking straight at him, his forehead pressed against yours softly, noses touching, as if to reassure you in his own childish way.

He sure had gotten bold with his touch. A few months ago he could barely hold your hand without exploding into a sputtering mess of vermillion, now he could pull you by your waist, and smile against your lips. Despite your overly fluffy form, he pushed resisting against your petticoat, “I’m not lying to you,”

“You know god watches you on christmas,” You chided him, and he scoffed.

“I am sure god has more interesting things to watch,” He said, his hand attempting to adjust your petticoat’s layers in order to hold you closer. You watched him struggle a bit, his other arm possessively around your waist.

“Bakugo does keep him busy,” You joked, and he threw you a lazy smile.

“Damn right,” He said absent-mindedly, eyes trained on your petti. You smiled at his childishness, but did not say anything, even though he would have definitely wrinkled your dress, had it not been made from such a heavy fabric.

After a few seconds of him messing around, you sighed softly, tucking your fingers underneath his jaw and forcing his head, as well as his beautiful green eyes, up to look at you. You placed a soft kiss on his lips, and he paused, his hand letting go of your dress. “What?”

You took in a deep breath, and then all of the words you had kept in for months fell out of your mouth like word vomit, “IamscaredIembarrassyouinpublicwithallmycupcakeweirdness!”

You almost cursed yourself for the speed in which the words tumbled out. You were well prepared to repeat them, however Izuku only looked at you with green eyes which bore into you, reminding you exactly what made you nervous about them in the first place. His wide eyes could read you like a book, and it was absolutely obvious on his face that he held that power over you.

His eyebrows furrowed, and he glanced down at your ecstatic outfit. Fully standing, he was quite taller than you, and he did not hesitate with his actions, as without a second thought, he pulled you closer to him, with his now added height over you, he easily leaned in and smashed his lips onto yours. Unlike your own soft peck, he placed his confidence in his soft but pushy kiss. His tongue moved across your bottom lip, softly, despite the aggressive rhythm he chose. It was quick to turn from it soft but aggressive into a sloppy open mouthed blunder.

He definitely did not help the butterflies that exploded into your tummy. You practically melted into him, his large strong frame providing the comfort that you had longed for.

You pulled away for a moment of breath, a string of saliva connecting you to your boyfriend before falling through. A soft blush on his face showed the sliver of the shy boy he used to be before he had gotten comfortable with the stolen touches, and fluttering kisses. “I would never be embarrassed to be seen with you.” He said softly, returning to the comfortable press of his forehead on yours, “When you look like a sentient cupcake, or,” he gestured to your dress, a small chuckle slipped past your lips, even through the rising blush on your face. “A walking christmas tree.”

“I chose it to match your hair,”

“I do look like a walking christmas tree a lot of the time,”

Your hand brushed through his green curls, thick and difficult to free your fingers from, not that you were eager to let go. A grin laced your lips as you placed a kiss on his lips again. A soft whisper against his self satisfied but shy smile, “Thank you.”

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