#midoriya x male reader

[myballsyourballs]

Bakugo, Todoroki, and Midoriya with recovery girls grandson? They get injured and we kiss them to make em feel better. (:

a healthy recovery!

bakugo, todoroki and midoriya (seperate) x m! reader

genre: fluffy drabbles

notes: i enjoyed writing this! thanks for the req

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bakugo !

"Bakugo, seriously. Just let me--"

"Fuck off! I'm not letting your gross lips kiss me!" Bakugo is blushing furiously, limping around with a surprising amount of speed given his sprained ankle.

"Stop acting like such a child!"

"FUCK YOU!"

You quickly dart around the bed he's hiding behind, grabbing him by the nape of his neck and smashing your lips against his cheek. You activate your quirk quickly, and then pull back just as fast. "See, that wasn't so bad!"

Bakugo doesn't answer. In fact, he looks like he didn't even register your words. His face is completely red, but his features are contorted into the most furious scowl you've seen on him yet.

"Woah, okay... look, I'm just doing my job, okay? Please don't--"

"Bye."

Bakugo stomps off on his now healed ankle, hands shoved deep into his pockets. Once the door is slammed behind him, you swear you hear him mutter a "holy fucking shit holy shit oh my god holy shit"

...Nah, you're probably imagining things.

todoroki !

"You... have to kiss me?" Todoroki frowns at the burn on his arm.

"Yes. As I said, I'm Recovery Girl's grandson."

"She... has a grandson?"

"...Yes," you furrow your brows, watching as Todoroki stares at you with a perplexed yet intrigued expression. "Please just let me kiss you now."

He nods, and leans in with his eyes closed and lips puckered. Aiming for your lips.

"Woah, now!" quickly, you place a hand on his mouth. He opens his eyes, startled. "Take me out to dinner first. I meant on your cheek. Or your hand, or something."

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh."

You feel kinda bad. The poor guy averts his eyes completely, the tips of his ears red and his head lowered. He raises his hand towards you, and you quickly grasp it and kiss him on the back of his hand.

Mesmerised, Todoroki watches as his burn slowly recedes until his skin is smooth and free of blemishes. "...Thank you."

"Not a problem!"

Silence, for a moment. You wonder why he hasn't left yet.

"Can I take you out to dinner?"

midoriya !

"Is your quirk an exact replica of Recovery Girl's?"

"Mine doesn't make you as tired."

"Really? How does that work? Does it use your stamina instead of the stamina of person you're healing? Or does it drain something else from someone? Let's say, their thirst? Maybe hunger? What about--"

"Midoriya," you sigh. He stops muttering. "I'm here to heal you. I'm happy to answer your questions, but you are getting blood all over the floor."

He looks down.

There's... a bit of a puddle. Not a big one, but still... a puddle.

"Give me your hand," you murmur, holding out your own hand. He obliges, blushing heavily when you gently grasp his. Bringing it up to your mouth, you kiss Midoriya's hand softly -- the large cut on his arm fading into pale, freckled skin.

"Perfect," you drop his hand. "Are you feeling better?"

He nods enthusiastically, inspecting his arm with interest. Midoriya watches intently as you walk over to the cupboards and grab a towel to mop up the mess on the floor. He stays silent for a minute or two, just watching quietly. Once you finish, he speaks once more.

"...Can I ask you questions now?"

[meltedheartz]

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.. ＼(≧▽≦)／

[bloomingdayswithyou]

Ooo ur writing for mha? Could u please do some headcannons on Izuku,Bakugo and Todoroki on how they would be as a s/o?

Dating Midoriya, Bakugo and Todoroki headcannons

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo and Todoroki Shoto x gn!reader (separated)

Rating: sfw

Midoriya

From the start, you would be drawn to Izuku’s unwavering determination and sense of justice. His passion for becoming a hero and protecting others would resonate deeply with you, as you witness his relentless efforts to make the world a better place.

He would encourage you to pursue your own dreams and aspirations, always offering a listening ear and a motivating presence.

One of the most endearing aspects of dating him would be his genuine and compassionate nature.

He’d prioritize your well-being and happiness, going out of his way to make you feel loved and valued. His acts of kindness, no matter how small would leave a lasting impact on your heart.

Dating a hero-in-training like Izuku would also bring you into an extraordinary world of quirks and heroism. You might find yourself accompanying him on training sessions, where you witness his growth and determination firsthand.

Izuku’s excitement to share his experiences and insights would make you feel like an integral part of his hero journey.

His selflessness and bravery would be a constant source of inspiration, reminding you of the importance of standing up for what you believe in and facing challenges head-on.

You’d see him push himself beyond his limits, not just for himself but for the sake of others, and that bravery would empower you to be courageous in your own life.

While Izuku possesses immense strength, he’s also vulnerable and understands the importance of relying on others for support. In your relationship, he would trust you with his fears and insecurities, knowing that you’ll be there to offer comfort and encouragement.

Your connection with him would be built on trust, understanding, and the willingness to share vulnerabilities.

However, it's essential to recognize that dating a hero-in-training comes with its fair share of dangers and challenges. Izuku's heroic journey might lead to perilous situations, and witnessing him put himself at risk to protect others could be emotionally demanding. Yet, knowing his resilience and the belief in his abilities would strengthen your faith in his heroism.

In moments of downtime, you’d discover that Izuku has a playful and endearing side to him. His adorably awkward gestures and shy smiles would make your heart flutter, reminding you of the sweet and genuine person he is.

Bakugo

Bakugo is a highly talented but explosive hero-in-training with a fiery personality, and being in a relationship with him would be both exhilarating and challenging.

His confidence and determination would be one of the first things that draw you to him. He has a strong belief in his abilities and isn’t afraid to show it, which can be both inspiring and intimidating.

He’d push you to be your best self, always encouraging you to strive for greatness and never settle for mediocrity.

However, dating Bakugo would require a lot of patience and understanding. His fiery temper and impulsive nature might lead to intense moments of frustration and conflict.

It’s important to remember that underneath his tough exterior, he might have vulnerabilities that he struggles to express, making communication a crucial aspect of the relationship.

Despite his temperament, Bakugo has a loyal and caring side to him, which he often shows through his actions rather than words.

He might not be great expressing his feelings verbally, but his unwavering support and protection for those he cares about would be evident in his actions.

His competitive nature would fuel a constant drive for self-improvement and success, which could be both motivating and challenging for you. It’s essential to find a balance between supporting each other’s goals while also giving each other the space to grow independently.

In moments of vulnerability, Bakugo might find it challenging to open up about his fears and weaknesses. As his partner, you would need to create a safe and understanding environment for him to share his feelings, knowing that he can trust you with his insecurities.

Dating Bakugo would also mean being part of his exciting hero journey. You might find yourself witnessing epic battles and heroic moments firsthand, sharing in the adrenaline rush of his heroic exploits.

He’d expect you to be strong and capable, standing by his side as a partner who can handle the challenges of his world.

In return, Bakugo's fierce loyalty and protectiveness would make you feel cherished and valued. Despite his brash demeanor, he'd be fiercely dedicated to your happiness and well-being.

Todoroki

One of the first things you’d notice about Todoroki is his striking appearance, with one side of his hair and ice-blue and the other side fiery red.

However, what truly captivates you is his quiet and introspective nature. He might not be the most expressive verbally, but his actions and gestures would speak volumes about his feelings for you.

Todoroki’s past and family story are integral to his character, as he comes from a complicated background. His relationship with his fader, Endeavor, has left deep emotional scars, and he might struggle to come to terms with his emotions and identity.

As his partner, you’d need to be patient and supportive, helping him navigate his emotions and encouraging him to open up about his feelings.

Despite his reservations, Todoroki’s kind and gentle side shine through in moments of vulnerability.

You’d find comfort in the times when he does open up, knowing that he trusts you enough to share his thoughts and fears. His willingness to listen and understand your feelings would create a deep and meaningful connection.

Dating Todoroki would also mean witnessing his journey of self-discovery and growth. As he learns to embrace all aspects of himself, you’d be there as a pillar of support, cheering him on as he strives to become the hero he envisions.

His icy and fiery quirk would be a reflection of his internal struggle, but it could also create some fun and memorable moments in your relationship.

Imagine cozying up to him during cold winter nights, or playfully engaging in some friendly banter as he uses his fire quirk for amusement.

His strong sense of justice and determination to use his power responsibly would inspire you to be a better person as well. Together, you’d discuss your own values and aspirations, finding common ground and motivating each other to make a positive impact on the world.

In moments of relaxation, Todoroki might not be one for grand gestures, but he’d appreciate the little things you do to show you care. A simple act of kindness or a thoughtful gift would warm his heart and let him know how much you mean to him.

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: izuku x gn!cat hybrid!reader genre: fluff word count: 447

a/n: feel like i kinda lost it at the end there lmao

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“and your claws, they’re retractable? like a real cat?”

you nod lazily, stretching out your fingers to demonstrate. izuku gasps excitedly, returning to scribble down in his notebook. izuku taking notes like this has become an almost daily occurrence. he’ll walk over with his notebook in hand and a million questions running through his mind, eager to ask about aspects of your quirk that have become second nature to you.

as much as you love izuku and his questions, you’d much rather be laying comfortably in his arms than answering his inquiries. “and-”

“izu,” you interrupt, gently pulling his chair back. you move his arm out of the way and move to sit on his lap, curling your tail around his body. izuku blushes but doesn’t stop you. you lean down to nuzzle into his neck, comfortably relaxing into him. hesitantly, izuku rests his hands on the sides of the chair. he’s careful not to touch you too much, though you’re sure he knows you wouldn’t mind. “let’s stay like this.”

“okay.”

you’re falling asleep when izuku speaks again. his voice is barely a whisper. “y/n, i’ve been thinking…” your ear twitches, your silent way of showing you’re listening. “i think i like you. like like you.” you pause for a second before gently lifting your head, pulling back to look at izuku. he’s looking down, hands fidgeting at your sides as his face is flushed, more so than usual.

“i like you too.” izuku’s big green eyes look up to meet yours, blinking a few times.

“really?”

you nod, leaning down to see him better. “really.”

izuku has always been pretty. his eyes captivated you when you saw him for the first time. his freckles frame his face perfectly. you’ve known him for years, but in the past few months you’ve found yourself staring at his lips the most. they’re pink and soft despite his absentminded lip biting. you’ve had dreams of what it would feel like to kiss him. you think back to the years you’ve spent holding yourself back. now, you can’t help yourself. “can i kiss you?”

“are-are you sure? i mean, you want to kiss me?”

“izu, i’ve liked you for years. loved you for years. of course i’m sure.” izuku blushes before he nods. you lean down and press your lips to his. it’s everything-and nothing-like you imagined. his lips are softer than they look. he’s obviously inexperienced, like you expected. he lets you take total control.

when he pulls away he’s still blushing but he doesn’t look embarrassed. “i love you too.” he whispers. “i’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but, i didn’t think you’d feel the same.”

“can i call you mine?”

“only if i can be yours.”

you bite back a smile, leaning down to press a kiss to izuku’s nose. “you always have been.”

[zawadni]

IZUKU MIDORIYA HAS ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A HERO. from the time he knew how to think, he knew that that’s what he wanted and that he’d do anything to be a hero. it was a surprise to a total of 0 people that he wanted to be like all might; i mean he never shut up about it. 

but one thing he didn't realize he didn’t want until he unfortunately had it, was the publicity that came with being a non-underground hero- and the number 1 hero at that. there were people constantly watching his every move, his every breath. 

every time he talked to someone, man or woman, there were 8 articles the next day wondering if they were dating. there were paparazzi taking 100 photos of him when he so much as stood at his doorstep to get the mail. it was times like that that made him wish he could turn back the clock and tell his 15 year old self to pursue being an underground hero. 

but it’s also times like this where you drag him out of the house to take him to the cat cafe that was several blocks down the street that he doesn’t regret a single bit of it. when you link your fingers with his over the table, he’s tunnel vision on how nice you look sitting across from him. 

when you stand up to move your chair to sit next to his, he pulls it closer to the point your knees are knocking with his. he realizes when it's you, he doesn’t care. especially not when you’re walking through the park and you slink an arm around his waist. definitely not when you’re both laying on the grass in that same park and you sit on his lap because the ground was uncomfortable. and certainly not when you’re in public and you lightly grip the collar of his shirt or hero suit to pull him down into a burning kiss that make him feel happy.

now, the hero doesn’t have it in his heart to truly hate anyone besides villains and criminals, he doesn't. 

but izuku midoriya does really dislike paparazzi. he dislikes that he can almost never have a minute to himself when he’s outside of his home. that even though everyone and their mothers know that he’s in love with you, that they still make conspiracies that he’s dating the reporter he glanced at or the coffee shop employee he got his coffee from. and he especially doesn’t like all the hate you get your way just because you’re dating him. 

and then, all of a sudden, every single bit of that dissipates and dissolves in the back of his throat when you look at him with that glint in your eyes and that smile stretched across your face. he sees is when you’re knowingly teasing him or after you kissed him in public and he’d do anything to keep seeing it everyday for the rest of his life. 

that just seems to be a thing you do. you effortlessly ease away at all the worries gnawing on him at the back of his head no matter what you do. and tonight is positively no different than the others. 

it’s late, he knows that. so despite the utter exhaustion weighing his shoulders down like a ton of bricks, he does his very best attempt at being as discreet as he can physically manage. truthfully, you weren’t sleeping and you could hear his boots clanking on the ground from the elevator down the hallway. 

so even though as moving as slow as a slug to tear his boots off and gently place them on the floor, he hears the pitter patter of your feet inching closer towards him. 

your soft voice rang through his head, “late night at the office?” 

“mhmm. paper work. ‘lot of it.” his words came out clipped and short- not even able to spare the energy to form full sentences. like clockwork, you lightly grab his hand and lead him into your room where you help him shed his hero suit until he was down to nothing but his boxers. but with the way his back was hunched over, he didn't feel any better. 

“you’re really tense izu’, want a massage to help you?” 

he groaned and unceremoniously dropped on top of the bed at the thought, “would’ja honey? s’really bad.” midoriya didn’t even pull his head from where it was shoved into the memory foam of his pillow. 

and in a matter of mere minutes, the villain he was in a fight with that drew out way longer than he wanted and the bucketloads of paper work on his desk didn’t matter. 

because as long as izuku midoriya was coming home to you, nothing else mattered in the slightest. 

bnha taglist: @kouily 

[biggestxsimps]

So Close, Yet So Far

A/N: This is a male villain Y/N x Hero Izuku Midoriya oneshot. There's a bit of flirting occasionally and mentions of killing and deaths.

"So close. But so far." Y/N's voice rang throughout the field.

Somehow, Izuku had found himself in this situation with his ex boyfriend. It was something he never thought would occur. Y/N, out of all people. Becoming a villain and taking the leagues side? Who would have thought.

"Why? Why would you do this?" he asked, his fist clenched tightly as he watched the other taunt him from afar.

Y/N had bumped into Izuku on the way to another mission, but for now, the mission could wait. He wanted to tease him and taunt him a little bit, see how much progress the hero's made since they last met. "Do what? I haven't done anything. It's fun tagging along. Causing trouble, stirring up Spinner and Muscular for no reason at all. The rush of adrenaline that I feel everytime we're on the run. It's truly amazing..." he announced.

Izuku continued looking at Y/N, keeping his eyes on him at all times, making sure he didn't do anything behind his back. It was a fight or flight instinct, He didn't know whether to stay or to leave. Something inside of him wanted to go, but his gut was telling him to stay. He knew Y/N definitely wasn't as sane as what he used to be. Just by looking at him, and their previous conversation just before he had left. "What? You left cause this is more fun? Can you even hear yourself! Don't you understand you're either going to get killed or be sent to jail for the rest of your life? This isn't a joke Y/N. You've still got time to turn yourself around."

Y/N rose a brow, chuckling softly as he crossed his arms, hovering slightly over the ground. "This lifestyle is just more...thrilling. The thrill of being on the verge of death sends such chills down my spine.." he sighed softly, tilting his head back. "I love you Izuku, I really do. But no villain or hero could ever be seen with each other. But again...the risk is something I'm willing to take.." he smirked, shaking his head a bit as he deactivated his quirk, lowering onto the ground.

Izuku sucked in a breath, noticing one of Kurogiri's portals spawning. Y/N looked behind himself, sighing softly and looking at Izuku. "Looks like this is my signal to be heading off now! It was lovely seeing you again Izuku, please..We should go out sometime again." he spoke in a flirtatious tone, smiling slightly as he blew a kiss before he walked into the portal, the mist shutting behind him.

Izuku watched as Y/N left, his cheeks heating up slightly as he clenched his fist slightly tightly, grumbling softly to himself as he walked away, Y/N on his mind.

- Written by Owner 2

[beautifulsenpai]

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𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 - 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴..

𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒/𝗇 𝗀𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋

[i-love-balls]

Summary: How Todoroki, Midoriya, and Bakugo would react if you threw your phone across the room because you got second-hand embarrasment

Genre: fluff/crack

Pairings: Todoroki, Midoriya, Bakugo x gn reader

TODOROKI SHOTO

"Why did you do that?"

Looks at you like your crazy

Just sits there and wonders what compelled you to do that

You also left a dent in the wall 😀

You tell him what you read/watched and he just sits there calmly

He's too dense

He also thinks your being overdramatic

MIDORIYA IZUKU

Scared for his life

"A-are you okay?"

He gets even more nervous when you don't respond and just stare down into your lap

His eyes are darting between you and the phone

You tell him what you experienced and he ends up blushing out of embarrassment

He grabs the phone and puts it back on the bed

For the next 10 minutes the two of you are sitting there, staring at the phone

He understands you completely

KATSUKI BAKUGO

Glares at you from across the room

You two were about to take a nap until you had to disturb the peace

Yells at you

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT?!"

You picked the phone back up and showed it to him

He just watched it with a straight face

It scared you

He makes fun of you for the rest of the night

[akkkkollle]

turning innocent subby good boy izuku into a horny freak begging to be fucked in his dorm and bakugo listening against the wall masterbating cause he has a crush on us (izuku and bakugo's dorms are next to each other)

sir kink, degrading, hair pulling also could he be wearing some sort of lingere please and thank you :)

feel free too add or remove anything

-🏃

Pairing: Midoria × M!Reader.

Genre: Smut, and very little longing, very little.

Cw: degradation, hair pulling, sir kink, cum inside, simultaneous orgasm, lingerie, public sex(?).

-Sir, P-please, I—ah, please. -Midoriya moans as you grab him by the hair, pulling him in your direction.

- Do you even know what you're asking, slut?- you ask mockingly, pulling his curls in your direction.

He grabs the sheets harder when your hands get tangled in his hair. His nipples are rubbing uncomfortably against the white lace, right now he was very sorry that he asked you to leave it.

His moans drowned out the creaking of the door, behind which Bakugo was standing, turning up on the stage in front of him, focusing on your figure and how your cock entered the freckled ass of the green-haired one. He wanted him to be there, but not that green-haired jerk.

-Sir, harder, p-pleeease!- he moans when he feels your cock starting to hit his sweet spot.

- You're such a slut if it's about me and my dick, right? So. dirty. - you muttered, still accelerating your thrusts, trying to get into his place again.

His moans and whimpers are getting louder and higher. He feels a growing pleasure, his freckled thighs begin to twitch, and his tongue sticks out of his mouth. A few tears roll down his cheeks and then roll down his neck.

- I'm going to, ah! f-finish, sir, please... -Midoriya whines, feeling the grip on his hair tighten.

You just bite his shoulder blade, making him whimper and nod. He mumbles incoherent gibberish, from which only thanks can be understood. He squeezes his hips and ends up on his sheets with a loud cry, squeezing your dick hard, forcing you to growl and cum into him with a satisfied moan.

-Good boy...-you just mumble when you feel Midoriya's breathing getting quieter, which means he's falling asleep. And if you could hear very quiet sounds, you would hear the sound of drops of tears on the floor.

[queentheweeb]

Izuku Midoriya X Quirkless Autistic Male Reader

A/N: It's sort of like one big flashback

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You always admired Izuku. The two of you bonded over being quirkless and the two of you would try to protect each other from bullies such as other students, teachers, and other adults. You didn't understand why everyone was always so mean. The two of you were best friends even though Izuku was always trying to be Katsuki's friend. You didn't like Katsuki because he told you and Izuku to die by jumping off the roof. What if the two of you did? You almost did but, Izuku stopped you and took you home to his mom Inko. You really loved Inko, she was a gentle soul and Izuku made you promise not to tell her anything that Katsuki did. You didn't tell your mother either not wanting to worry her any more than she already has been. She worried because you were not only quirkless but, you were autistic so you were in different programs with other children like you. You had met Izuku before when you were little and played together from the ages of 4 to 7 until you moved schools due to the programs your mom put you in. However, in middle school, since your program was at Aldera high school and you had two classes with everyone else you met Izuku again. He had remembered you and that was how the two of you bonded. Then that's when it came to applying to high schools and for some God-forsaken reason, Izuku convinced you to apply to the general studies. 

"Come on Y/N! It would be perfect for you. Look I'm applying for general studies too. I know the two of us can get in and we can be together!" You still had, had doubts but his smile and laughter were contagious so you did it. The two of you submitted it and to your utter shock of you, you both got in! Katsuki wasn't happy about that and had blown up cussing us out while the other students laughed and the teachers did nothing. It was embarrassing but, you were happy that you were going to be with Izuku. About two months later you noticed changes in Izuku so you decided to follow him on a day he was in a hurry. He didn't know and that's when you saw him at the beach with All Might. Of course, you went up to both of them scaring them both. It took a while but, they both explained to you everything about All for One and how Izuku was training so he can be able to withstand All Might's passed-down power. It was so cool. You promised to never tell anyone not even your mother and you told her everything.

"You have my word Izuku, I wish you would have told me but I understand that, that this is important and could cause a lot of problems if it gets out to the wrong people." All Might had agreed to let you come so that was also how you and Izuku got closer together. That's how you noticed that whenever you were around Izuku you got weird feelings in your tummy. It didn't hurt, it just made you happy. and nervous at the same time. You understood what was happening but, you googled it just to be sure even though you already knew the answer. You had a crush on Izuku but, that made you pause. Would he even want to be with you? Would he become like Katsuki and begin to bully you once he got the quirk? That was a crazy thought that you got rid of quickly because he knew how it was to be quirkless, considered the bottom of the totem pole. You stood quiet though about this crush of yours choosing to watch him, talk with him, and get him cute little gifts. You asked your mom for advice and she was excited to help you out. You had done everything right up until the day of the placement exam. It was 5 AM and Izuku had eaten All Might's hair which was unexpected. You had waited for All Might to leave to try to make a move.

 "Um, I'm not good at feelings and I'm sorry if I am doing too much or making you uncomfortable but, um, you are going to do great today." You paused to take a breath and gather your thoughts "I know you are going to get into the hero course. You deserve it and um." You decided it was too many words and so you closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss his cheek. You kept your eyes closed through the silence. You weren't sure what you were supposed to do now. Is he going to hit you? Is he going to stop being your friend? Did you mess up?

"Open your eyes Y/N." His voice was gentle so you opened your eyes slowly only to open them wide at the big smile he had on his face. This means you didn't mess up then. You were right. "Can I kiss your cheek?" You stood there stunned but, nodded your head with a smile. You stood still as he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on your cheek. "Thank you." You were confused as to why he was thanking you.

"Why are you thanking me?" You should thank him for not getting upset and liking what you did.

"For choosing me. For allowing me to be close to you." Of course, you guys were close but, you wanted to be his boyfriend. You should ask him if he's okay with that. 

"Is it okay if we can be boyfriends? I don't want to share." He smiled at that pulling you in for a hug. It was awkward at first but, you wrapped your arms around him once he rubbed your back. He smelled like sweat and pine. 

"Of course, we can be boyfriends, I don't want to share you either." You smiled big at that starting to giggle. He joined in giggling with you as the two of you kept smiling and hugging. Soon you pulled away remembering that he had a placement exam to take. 

"I can wait for you outside of U.A, I'll walk around until it is time for you to come out." Izuku smiled and nodded at that. 

"I won't keep you waiting." You smiled at that and decided to kiss him another time on the cheek. You weren't sure what was going to happen in the future but, right now he was your happy place.

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Thoughts?

[myballsyourballs]

This just came in mind

Katsuki deku and todoroki reactions to seeing reader really bad injured.

Ok so they fighting a villain, and on the end of the battle the construction that they were inside starts to break in pieces. And the reader didn't managed to get out in time. (reader is not dead just badly injured)

(So sorry if it's hard to understand my english still need to be polished 🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️)

fatality

bakugou, midoriya (seperate) x m! reader

genre: angsty(?) drabbles

warnings: description of injury

notes: i assumed this was seperate- i hope i didnt get that wrong 😭 also, if you don't specify gender im probably going to make it gn or male (which i did here) and i am SO sorry for not including todoroki — i didn’t know how to characterise him for something like this, and i honestly just need to churn out fics rn. thanks for requesting!

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bakugou !

The building erupted into flames, orange and yellow tendrils licking at the sides of rotting concrete walls. Slowly, the cement broke, anything stable soon collapsing into a dusty heap of rock.

Bakugou called out. There was no answer.

He kept running. There was so much smoke. His eyes scanned the remains around him frantically, in contrast to his seemingly calm exterior. He felt like he was in shock. His expression was blank, completely devoid of any emotion -- except his eyes. Unadulterated panic swam in his red irises, molars clacking together as Bakugou clenched his jaw. He swallowed thickly.

"Zero! We need to get out of here -- it's not stable!" He faintly registered Kirishima yelling out to him. Nothing's breaking anymore. It's stable enough. Bakugou knew he was only trying to make himself feel better at this point.

"[L/N]'s in here." He said softly, hands stilling by his sides as he observed the concrete around him.

"Grou-- Bakugou, come on!"

He spotted you.

A hand, one that was definitely yours, peeked underneath a thick slab of rectangular-shaped rock that was laying on top of you. There was some other concrete that rested beneath it which prevented it from completely weighing on you, but your left arm wasn't so lucky. Bakugou rushed forward, gripping the edge of the slab with calloused fingers and pulling it up with a groan. Once it was far enough from you, he let out explosions from his palms, ignoring the ache and slight burn he felt in doing so.

The concrete slab slammed against the ground beside you, vibrations ringing out in a low rumble — unheard over the high-pitched ringing in Bakugou’s ears. No, no, no no no…

Your body lay on the ground, blood pouring in a slow drip from a head wound located on the side of your temple. Your arm was twisted at an unnatural angle, and your face was covered in soot. Bakugou felt the sting of bile at the back of his throat. A torn hero suit revealed a large burn — 3rd degree — that traced the expanse of your stomach. 2nd degree burns littered your arms and chest, though your face and legs were left mostly clear.

“Get a medic!” he called out, voice raspy from smoke inhalation.

There was silence. He looked back, meeting the eyes of Kirishima, who was still in shock, standing with his eyes trained on your unconscious body.

"I SAID GET A FUCKING MEDIC!"

Red Riot startled, stumbling backwards and towards where the ambulances were soon arriving, exiting the cloud of smoke.

His fists clenched against the ground beside your head, body rocking back and forth. He couldn’t move you. It was too risky. What if you had broke your neck? Got a concussion? Brain damage? Broken your skull? Amnesia? Hematoma? Paralysed, seizures, coma—

“Ground Zero!” A voice called — unfamiliar this time. Kirishima seemed to have left. Bakugou raised his head slightly, red eyes peering at a figure approaching from the smoke. “We need you to step away. We’re taking him to the hospital.”

Wordlessly, Bakugou reluctantly pulled his arms from beside your head. More figures approached from the cloud of dust and smoke, carrying a stretcher between them. They checked your pulse, announcing it was there, but faint. He watched numbly as they wrapped a precautionary brace around your neck, steadying your head as they transferred you to the stretcher.

Bakugou followed them out, feeling like he was on autopilot. You had a pulse. You were alive.

He didn't leave your side.

midoriya !

"[Y/N]!"

Midoriya skidded to a stop next to your stretcher, collapsing to his knees with tears already streaming down his cheeks. He slid an arm around your waist, and a palm to the back of your head. "You're okay, you're okay..."

Your eyes settled onto his, hazy. Midoriya let out a relieved laugh that soon dissolved into sobs. Your eyelids felt heavy. You wanted to sleep. "...I'm... okay," you said, voice raspy. "It's okay..."

"You w--weren't! There was-- there was blood, and--"

"Izuku," you murmured gently, his eyes snapping to yours. "I'm okay," you repeated. You raised a hand, gently stroking his jaw, watching in silence as his lower lip trembled.

"...I can't lose you."

"You won't. You haven't."

He dipped his head, shoulders shaking once more as sobs wracked his body. Plumes of smoke poured out of the building in the distance, the wail of sirens faint. Midoriya buried his head into your chest, worn out and emotions a tangled mess.

The fight from before didn't seem to last long after you had gotten injured. It's odd, though, the contrast you see now. After you had been thrown back by the villain and broken your leg, Midoriya was first not upset. Well, underneath his exterior he probably was, but outside of that?

Midoriya was furious.

He was seething with rage, a rage that could rival even Bakugou's. It was... rather odd to see. The fight didn't last long after that. Midoriya delt with the villain, and ran straight to the stretcher you had been put on.

Your calloused fingers ran through his hair, brushing out any knots and shaking off the dust. His breathing was less ragged now -- though he was still limp against your chest. Kneeling on the ground. That looks uncomfortable. "Don't you wanna grab a chair? Your knees are going to hurt..." you mumbled quietly, voice only a gently rumble.

Midoriya tightened his arm around your waist.

No, then. You continued to guide your fingers through his hair, your other hand gently laid over his shoulders.

A throat cleared.

You turned your head quickly, wincing and letting out a small hiss when the movement caused your headache to increase while your vision blurred.

A paramedic stood there, her face patient. "There's an ambulance ready for you now," she paused, contemplative. "Hero Deku, you're welcome to tag along."

Midoriya's head lifted, green curls bouncing as he nodded his head.

"Great. If you're good to go, we'll get you going now."

"Yeah," you murmured breathily, eyes threatening to close. "...yeah, I'm good."

The paramedic, who was now rolling your stretcher to the ambulance with Midoriya trailing at your side, pursed her lips before she spoke again. "Please keep your eyes open, sir. You can sleep when we get to the hospital."

You sighed, head lolling as you turned it to the opposite direction of her. "M'fine. The guy... before... he told me not to sleep, too," you faltered, eyes feeling heavy.

“[Y/N]?” Midoriya murmured, gently placing a hand on your shoulder. His eyes widened as yours slipped shut. “Hey, [Y/N]!”

He never let go of your hand.

[meltedheartz]

been stuck thinkin’ about izu again (^o^)

tw: age gap (reader in his 20s, izu in his mid 30s), ftm!reader, black reader in mind, just a drabble tbh T_T.

when you first met izuku, it was at a coffee shop.

nothing more than luck, you’d suppose, when you spilled your coffee on the sidewalk and he had offered a replacement—free of charge.

after that, you start noticing that the number one hero is frequenting your favorite café, so you take a risk and start talking to him.

you fully thought he’d brush you off—you’re nothing more than another face in the crowd, after all.

but he didn’t.

he smiled at you, told you to just call him midoriya for now, exchanged numbers with you as you talked it up in that specific café.

it takes a little bit of digging, but izuku finds all of your socials.

you’re cute. you haven’t posted anything on a few of your pages for awhile, but he discovers you’re in college n struggling to keep a date.

so he gives you a proposal. a deal, if you will.

izuku tells you that you don’t need to accept, he doesn’t wanna push boundaries, but you wanna hear it out.

when he offers to help you pay for expenses in turn for you looking pretty for him, letting him doll you up and treat you nicely, you tell him you’ll think about it.

it’s embarrassing enough that you were actually considering it—even more embarrassing when you accept it.

how could you not? you were practically struggling on the reef like a fish, living alone in a studio apartment n tryna make it through college.

it was almost laughable.

‘course, in the following weeks, the pro hero says to call him izuku. takes you out to the mall to buy you some nice outfits and smiles at how nervous you are.

he can’t say he didn’t expect it. of course he did, when you two first bumped into each other, you stared like a deer caught in headlights.

izuku can’t say he minded it, though.

it takes months of him eating lunch n dinner with you, dressing you up all nice, treating you as you deserved to be treated, did you entirely get comfortable with him.

it’s around ten pm when you go to izuku’s place, izzy—that’s what you’d been calling him since the third month.

all sweet n soft coming from you. nothing short of gentle and caring, it made izuku melt whenever you called him that.

when you both get to the bedroom you get all shy, toying with the sleeves of the shirt izuku had bought you a few days ago.

your eyes are on the ground n when he asks you what’s wrong, he sees tears well up as you mutter.

“i’m trans.” it comes out small and a little upset, voice on the verge of cracking when you say it.

izuku only tilts his head. “...is that it, honey? i knew that, ‘m not mad.”

the words make you feel embarrassed as the tears threaten to spill from your eyes and izuku has to gently tell you that it’s fine—he can wait until you’re ready to take this a step further.

it takes another couple of weeks until you finally give him the okay.

n when it happens, he’s all soft with you. asking if you were alright, he doesn’t wanna go too fast, and you have to reassure him that you’re fine—jus nervous.

he spends about an hour prepping you, too :(

fingers you and licks at your cute little nub, tells you that you’re bein’ so good, sitting there n looking pretty for him just like he wants.

when izu’s fingers hit that specific spot—the gummy, soft one that makes you squeal and has slick running down his hand—he smiles.

and ugh, he’s so damn nice. gives you soft kisses and tells you that you did good for him, if you’re tired he can stop, he just likes seeing you happy n satisfied :(((

quickly, you shake your head with tears welling up and tell him that you’re fine, you wanna keep going.

and izu, being the whipped dummy that he is, gives you a kiss on the cheek and undoes the nice pair of dress pants he bought for date night cuz it was his day off n he wanted to do somethin’ nice for you.

his dick is nice n fat, a few veins on it with a slight curve.

the tip already has a few beads of pre-cum leakin’ from it and you can feel your poor little hole clench around nothing just at the sight of it.

n when he finally slips just the tip in—he whines. the number one hero fuckin’ whines just from putting the tip in your cunny n it already feels like so much but not enough.

after that, the months pass n now there’s news articles about the cute civilian that pro hero deku always gives kisses to at this certain coffee shop near his agency.

A/N : hihii! just wanted to get this outta my brain, reblogs r appreciated soso much n it’d be cool to have a mutual or two :p

[butterfly-writer]

IZUKU MIDORIYA

My heroes!! PROHERO!DEKU + PROHERO!SHOTO X CHILD!READER [PLATONIC] TW: Harassment - Mentions of potential SA Contents: ANGST - COMFORT - Harassment - Mentions of potential SA - Kidnapping - HURT Summary: Pro heroes, Deku and Todoroki patrolled the streets and came across an afraid child.

[marsrblg]

bnha fic recs pt 01 <3 (multiple students ver)

random bf texts [bakguo, midoriya, todoroki] (gn reader)

ace s/o [bakugo, kirishima, kaminari, sero, mina, todoroki] (gn reader)

tall s/o with cold personality [bakguo, midoriya, todoroki, kaminari] (gn reader)

comforting their s/o [todoroki, shinsou, bakugo] (gn reader)

dad bnha boys comforting their child [bakguo, midoriya, todoroki] (gn reader)

peppering their face with kisses [shinsou, bakugo] (gn reader)

trans bf [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari] (ftm reader)

affection hcs [bakugo, kaminari, kirishima] (gn reader)

shopping with them hcs [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

bf has bad sleeping habits [bakugo, kirishima, kaminari] (male reader)

jealous reader [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, sero] (gn reader)

love languages [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

getting out of bed in the middle of the night [midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, bakguo] (gn reader)

bf is always sleeping [bakugo, mina, kaminari, sero, kirishima] (male reader)

wiping away their kisses [midoriya, todoroki, bakugo] (gn reader)

cuddling hcs [todoroki, midoriya, bakguo, kirishima, kaminari, shinsou, tamaki] (gn reader)

cold/quiet s/o [todoroki, bakguo, midoriya] (gn reader)

fluffy hcs [bakugo, todoroki, kirishima] (gn reader)

summer day with them [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki] (gn reader)

affectionate bf [kaminari, monoma, shindo] (male reader)

pulling reader back into their lap [bakguo, midoriya, kirishima, kaminari, todoroki, tamaki, shinsou] (gn reader)

flustering reader [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, mirio, tamaki] (gn reader)

playfully biting them [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki] (gn reader)

catching them staring [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, tamaki, sero] (gn reader)

hot things they do [bakugo, todoroki, shinsou] (gn reader)

sitting in their lap [midoriya, bakugo, kirishima, todoroki] (gn reader)

"deez nutz" text prank [bakguo, todoroki, midoriya, shinsou, kaminari, monoma, kirishima] (gn reader)

making them blush [bakugo, todoroki, shinsou, kaminari] (gn reader)

s/o has a high pain tolerance [bakugo, sero] (gn reader)

s/o being injured on a mission [tw violence, blood, gore bakugo, todoroki, shinsou] (gn reader

[noyasmashing]

Virgin!Izuku, who is easily embarrassed by his inexperience, blushing and shaking when called out for his perverted stares. Despite being a famous pro hero, he admits he has never gone past a simple touch over the bra.

Virgin!Izuku, Who came in his pants with a cry, when you palmed him through the fabric, whispering words of praise making him squirm. He tried to apologize, but his words quickly faded as you popped him in your mouth.

Virgin!Izuku, can’t control himself, as he presses his hips into your mouth, emitting soft, needy moans. Gazing at you with stars in his eyes, as you give him the best pleasure he’s had in his life.

Virgin!Izuku, who quickly becomes erect once more, after watching intently as you consume his baby’s without a single drop being missed.

Virgin!Izuku, breaks down in tears as soon as you playfully mock his quick climax, his hips thrusting against nothing as he whimpers and grasps at your hips.

Virgin!Izuku, gasps in pleasure as you slowly lower yourself onto his throbbing erection, struggling to hold back from cuming inside when you whisper how amazing his cock feels inside you.

Virgin!Izuku, arches his back, desperate to bury himself deeper inside you, tears welling up in his eyes as you stroke his cheek affectionately, expertly moving your body against his. With a loud cry, he releases himself as your warm walls tightens around him.

Virgin!Izuku, whose cock twitches within you, cum still leaking from his sensitive cock, your comforting words and heartfelt praises, make him cum again and again.

Virgin!Izuku, struggles to form sentences as you whisper dirty words into his ear, his hips squirming and moving away from you uncontrollably as you continue riding him.

Virgin!Izuku, who lets out a pitiful sob as you remind him, "I haven't cum yet, baby."

[dabisbratz]

been fantasizin! — izuku midoriya x male reader

w.c: 2.1k

WARNING: heat cycles, bunny quirk, ear-pulling, creampie (x2), toy use, overstimulation, manhandling, dacryphilia, soft dom!izuku, praise, kissing, drool/spit, body worship, dirty talk, breeding mention, use of the word “pussy” as a synonym for (ass)hole, amab reader

“Honey?” There’s a soft click of the front door as it unlocks, a tall pro-hero setting foot inside with a few grocery bags in hand. The penthouse is homely, not at all too large for it’s two inhabitants, with a nicely decorated living room and fully applianced kitchen. The kitchen island outlooks the living-room, and the living-room outlooks the balcony, with a pretty, twinkling view of Musutafu’s bustling city. Izuku couldn’t have asked for a better home, a better boyfriend, a better life. He fought hard for it, anyway. “I’m back!”

The home is draped in domesticity, well lived in with a few misplaced remotes and a blanket scattered across the pleather couch.

He can’t find you anywhere, not in the kitchen making a snack, not hiding behind the couch, with floppy ears that match your hair and give you away. Not on the balcony, where you like to lean too far out for your viewing pleasure and his dismay. He frowns, freckled cheeks puffed out in a pout and eyes dimly lit. It’s unusual for his bunny to stay where he is, typically he waits by the door for his boyfriend's return, ears bouncing excitedly the second the door is unlocked. There’s only really one place you could be, but he has a few things to put away first.

The groceries end up where they shouldn’t be, apples in the freezer and thinly cut beef stacked inside the fridge, but Midoriya just can’t focus when his day has been knocked off its path like this. He slams the fridge door much harder than intended, the stainless steel shaking in his grasp and nearly threatening to fall. It doesn’t, but the display almost has Izuku panicking again, sights set on two things at one.

So he makes his way to the bedroom.

It’s shared between the two of you, a large, soft, and warm mattress with even softer blankets (you picked them out), and some nice blackout curtains when city lights ended up too overwhelming. The door creaks quietly, nothing compared to the sound that doesn’t seem to be quieting down any time soon.

You’re grinding your cock down against the midsized plushie Izuku had won you on one of your first dates back in highschool, ruining the soft fur with your precum. It must be because it smells just like him, having previously been wearing one of his hoodies, and you’d referred to the bear as Izuku Jr. It’s wet and sticky, almost like the air in the room, which fills with desperate moans as your hips rock back and forth against the plush. Izuku can see the bounce of your ass as you rock it back against a silicone toy, slippery with lube and dribbling onto the bed. He frowns.

Your heat cycle must have started while he was away. His poor boy, his poor baby, was left alone to fend for himself, fucking himself against nothing but a fake for the last few hours. Your pretty thighs must be aching and tired by now, on fire and sore, wrapped around a teddy bear when it could’ve been him. Izuku sighs, shedding himself of his jacket before rolling up his sleeves, and slowly padding over to the bed.

He’s careful not to tear you away, you get very territorial of your ‘nest’, instead tracing his fingertips up your calves, the back of your thighs, the swell of your ass. It’s only when he gives a sharp squeeze to your backside do you notice his presence. Your big ears twitch, swaying along as your head whips back to finally register the man beside you. You can’t say much, throat hoarse and tired from cries that fell on deaf ears, but the look on your face is enough for Izuku to scoop you up and cup your face.

“Don’t stop ‘cause of me,” He whispers against your lips, gently scraping his nails behind your ears. You keen against his touch, chasing his palm until his freckled thumb is slipped into your mouth. You can feel a scar that runs across his thumb, similar to the veins in his dick. “Cockdumb bunny, you’re so pretty like this. How’d this happen, sweetpea?”

You moan around his thumb, suckling and rutting your hips against his clothed thigh, which is already starting to collect sticky stains of pre. There’s a small tug on your ear, hard enough to get your lips to pop off his finger until you’re looking up at him, eyes sparkly and wet. Izuku wipes your drying tears with his big hands, then tugs harder. “I know, too much thinking gets you riled up. Just need an answer, honey, then we can take care of your needy hole.”

‘Zuku’s hands are always better. When your brain isn’t fully online he’s there, all smiles and big hands to touch you just right. He slides his hands up your torso, actively avoiding your cock as he smears the cum on your bellybutton up to your chest, massages it into your hard nipples while you tremble in his hands. You fist the sleeves of his shirt, right where the neckline meets shoulder, pulling him in closer until his breath ghosts i’ve your nipples. You can’t take the lingering touches, you need something constant. Something intense.

But instead you whine, too needy to form any actual complete sentences or thoughts.

“Thought of— wanna be good. Need— M’a good boy. ‘Zuku. Need you.” It’s more jumbled than anything, a pathetic noise leaving your body as he pushes you back down against your plush, dildo discarded somewhere by the headboard. Such a silly thing, you got too far in your head and really thought some silicone was good enough to satiate your needs.

“Just stayed sweet for me? Thought about the stretch of my cock inside you— your mouth, your ass?” Midoriya responds absentmindedly, strong jaw clenched as he lifts you up by the hips, keeping you bent over until your face is smashed into the sheets, bunny ears alert and twitching as he rubs them soothingly. He tuts, sliding his hands down to your ass and spreading the thick cheeks apart wide. He’s met with your overstimulated hole, sloppy and needy as it winks up at him. “Or is this a cunt, honey? Made for breeding? It already looks like you’re gushing.”

He’s partly grateful you’re not positioned to face him, a sharp shade of red dusting his matured cheeks as you nod and press your ass down into his palms. Your thighs are sticky and soaked with lube, must’ve been leaking out of you since you’d gotten up to greet him. Your voice sounds whiny and high, ears bouncing with each downward thrust you make, bouncing against his hands like you’re trying to fuck yourself on his cock, despite it not being out yet.

“ ‘Zuku, ‘Zuku, ‘Zuku,” It’s a mantra of sorts, loud and rushing blood straight down south to Izuku’s stiff cock. You can’t think of anything but him, the stretch of your entrance as he pushes himself impossibly deep into your guts, the feeling of his hand supporting your tummy so he can feel himself sliding in and out of you, the praise that leaves his lips when he’s shooting a load into you, keeping you still on his dick until it finally stops spurting. “Ohh.”

“I think it is, baby,” Izuku purrs, letting you grind against his cock for contact when he removes the warmth of his hands, undoing his fly to free himself from his boxers. He’ll start off quick for now, just to get you coherent again, then fuck you nice and slow, how you deserve it, once you’ve had a load to nurse. He lines himself up quickly, tracing your entrance with the fat head of his dick. “All mine, right? Barely fits, even after all that training you’ve been doing. C’mere, honey. Feel.”

His other hand takes yours to trail it down your hips and past your ass, dipping into the crevice of your ass until your fingertips are pressed against your hole, dipping into the entrance as his cock is slapped against it. He’s right, it barely fits, fat and curved perfectly, you shed a few tears when he slips inside, your hole stretching around his length and swallowing him up despite the intrusion.

“Just gotta fuck it right, don’t I, pretty? Gotta use it nice and sweet, get you all pliant and dizzy just how you like it,” You’re nodding, lips parted and panting loudly against the sheets, drooling onto them and ultimately getting it all over your cheek, but you don’t care. Izuku’s cock is right there, inches away from being inside you, from breeding you and using you like you deserve.

“Did you know you have a really pretty hole, baby? Just as cute as your face!”

He sounds lewd, but it’s genuine. His dimpled smile is enough to tell you that, you can hear it in his voice, even if it’s a little ragged and breathless. He’s rambling again, something about pumping you full until you can’t do anything but twitch against the mattress, but it doesn’t matter. Not when his cock is pushing inside you, not when your own is starting to spurt out rope after rope of cum once he’s inside.

Your hole convulses around him, sucking him in deeper and deeper until it’s clenching around the base of his cock, his curly, dark pubes peeking out from his pants and resting against your ass. He uses you like a toy, rocks you up and down while you ride the wave of your millionth orgasm tonight, tongue rolled out of your mouth and ears droopy against your cheeks. Your pants rival the sound of his balls against your ass, a harsh smacking sound as he increases the speed of his strokes, groaning when you claw at the sheets for support.

“Fuck, you’ll take all my cum, won't you? Yeah, think it'll catch? All this hot, sticky cum inside you?”

Your ass crashes against him, shining under the dimly lit bedside lamp. Bunnies do what they do best, bouncing on and off his cock until you’re delirious, tears streaming down your handsome face. Izuku barely needs to touch your cock, instead meeting your bounces half way while he grabs your wrists, bending them behind your back for leverage. You sob, a pathetic, loud noise that has Izuku groaning soon after, and he knows you’re crying now.

Midoriya shoots deep inside you, thick, creamy ropes of cum pooling inside you just to seep out your puffy, abused hole. It spills over the sides of his cock, dropping down your thighs and your toes curl, a happy sound leaving your throat since you’re finally full.

But Izuku wants one more, just for safekeeping.

He spoons up the cum with his fingers, pushing it back into your hole alongside his sensitive cock, his head falling forward as he melts into you. He gets it now, the neediness, he wants to fuck you full, feel you tighten and squeeze down on his cock because you can’t take it, praise you for being such a good, warm hole for him and his big dick. He’s just as desperate as you, fucking the cum deeper against that sensitive bundle of nerves that makes you lose your voice.

“Say thank you, bunny. Aren’t you grateful for my cock? My cum inside you like you’ve always wanted? Fuck, I love this hole. Don’t forget your manners, baby.”

You’re responding before you can process the question, letting him manhandle you up and down on his cock, your overstimulated hole struggling to keep up with his pace. You'd fall flat on your face if it weren’t for his supportive hand, spread on your tummy and pressing into that delicious bump of his cock every time it fucks up into you.

“Th—ank you, thank you, ‘Zuku, love your cum n’my bunnyboy pussy.” And— oh, he never gets used to it, your sweet voice repeating his words with the promise of a few pats to the head, a scratch behind the ear, a kiss to the forehead. Izuku’s emerald eyes roll back in his head, his thrusts sloppy and unsteady as his balls tighten.

He’s cumming again before he knows it, the familiar clamp of your hole making his hips stutter as you cum too, collecting glob after glob of his cum inside you, feeling it stick to your gooey walls.

“Stay— stay ‘nside.” Your words are slurred, alert bunny ears now limp and tired as you lick your lips, shimmying down on Izuku’s spent cock. There’s a slight bias behind you, but the man doesn’t protest, instead grabbing you by the hips to resettle into a comfortable, spooning position, his hot skin already cooling by the second.

He’ll change later, maybe fuck you against the shower door if you can get up, but for now he’s content with holding you, even if his clothes are sticky and damp. His arm is behind your head, earning a small nuzzle as you sigh into his forearm.

If there’s one thing he’s sure of, it’s his love for you.