#midoryia is here too

[sugarverse]

𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙾𝚞𝚝, 𝚃𝚠𝚘 📖 📕

word count: 6.1k

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

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

part one! moodboard for the fic by @fizziedoodle

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He needed a woman like you all the time.

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

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

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getting caught with the mha boys

ft. shoto, izuku, sero, and eijiro

getting the smoochies in, then being caught

warnings: not proof read!

Shoto Todoroki

It was an accident, really. You guys had just gotten finished a particularly hard training period, and the two of you had decided to go out on a date. However, you insisted that you had to get changed first because you refused to go out all sweaty. He agreed, and the two of you went your separate ways.

15 minutes had passed, and you had changed into something very cute and comfy. You heard a small knock as you packed your small bag to bring with you.

"Come in!"

Your handsome boyfriend entered the room looking as god-like as ever. He walked up to you and you just melted against him.

"You smell so good, Sho." You look up at him and he blushes.

"Thanks, love. You look so pretty." Next, it was your turn to blush. "I just want to spend the rest of my life with you." He's so romantic.

"Hm, I think that sounds like a wonderful idea." He leans down to give you a little kiss, which you return without hesitation. But that little kiss turns into something more when you wrap your arms around his neck, hands tangled in his hair. He clings to you like it's a sin to ever be parted. All was going well when your childhood friend, Midoryia walked in without knocking to show you whatever new gadget he got. The two of you parted when you heard the door open, but it wasn't quick enough. Midoriya just kept spewing apologies that the two of you had to laugh.

"We'll finish this later," Shoto tells you, before escorting your friend out of your room.

Izuku Midoryia

The two of you were training together one day after school. Throwing punches and kicks at each other, neither of you yielding. Until one kick from Izuku meets the side of face, throwing you to the ground.

He immediately rushes over to you, crouching over you, hands shaking.

"Baby! Oh my god, I'm so sorry, it was an accident and I totally didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, I love you so much, please don't leave me, I love you-,"

"BABE! Chill! This is what happens when two people spar. And I love you too." Apparently, that last thing was too much for him, because he turned a bright red. Before snatching you up in his lap.

"Izuku, what are you- hmph!" He shoved his lips against yours, and you felt wetness on your cheeks.

"Baby, why are you crying?" He sniffed.

"I never want to lose you. I'm so sorry babe."

"You'll never lose me, baby. Promise." You give him a small kiss, and he runs with it. He holds you so close and tight, but you feel so safe with him. You melt into him and kiss him back with the same rigor.

"Shitty Deku, I'm here to spar- AHH!" Izuku springs up. "Kacchan! What are you doing?" He starts to walk toward him, but Bakugo just turned and left.

He turned to you. "Uh oh." You just laugh. That's your weirdo.

Hanta Sero

Cuddled up in his surprisingly comfortable hammock, the two of you were watching Wednesday.

"Jenna Ortega is so pretty," you sigh. Sero holds you closer to him. "You're gorgeous, darling." He kisses the side of your head.

"I never said I was ugly! What are you trying to say to me?" You giggle, trying to push him off of you, but he continued his love assault.

"I," kiss, "love," kiss, "you."

"I love you too, you weirdo." You managed to roll out of the hammock, and he glares at you playfully. You start trying to recreate Wednesday's dance, and he just laughs at you.

"You try to do any better!"

"I won't try. I'll do better."

"Well, them, let me see!"

He wiggled a little bit with his hands above his head and looked like a goof doing it. "Wooooow, how amazing you are."

"Hey! No sarcasm." He tried to do a little spin, but ended up falling onto you.

"You are very good at this dancing thing." He grins at you, but doesn't move. "Uh, are you going to get up?"

"Nope. I find it quite comfortable here." He props himself up on his forearms, and presses a kiss to your lips. You pull your arms over his back and pull him into you. The two of you were really going at it until Denki bursts in, complaining about Bakugo.

Sero pulls off of you and kinda shields you behind his back. But the two of you are still fully clothed... oh well, it was kinda romantic and heroic of him.

"Woaaaah, hey man I'm so sorry. The two of you couldn't even make it to your bed?" Sero shoots his tape at Denki, completely covering his face.

"Sorry, lovebug. What if we continue this in Denki's dorm?"

"That sounds like a great idea, baby." The two of you run out of his room giggling and holding hands. The next day when you see Denki, his eyebrows are gone. As well as the small mustache he was trying to grow. He was not happy.

Eijiro Kirishima

the two of you were chilling in denki's room with the rest of the gang, watching mina and sero frantically try to beat each other in mortal kombat.

"HA! raiden is the worst!" mina squeals as her character lands a punch.

"oh yeah? well," sero pauses, trying to think of a good comeback, "i think kitana is stupid." mina gasps before launching at him, effectively distracting his player before winning.

you giggled, watching your friends make a fool of themselves. but your giggling didn't last long when sero threw mina up off of him, making her land of the end-table by the chairs you and kirishima were sitting on. your coke which had previously been sitting there was now on your shirt and lap. you stand up quickly, but the shirt had already soaked all the way through, becoming a bit see through, which kirishima noticed. he quickly ushered you to denki's bathroom while mina is shouting apologies behind him.

"hey, sweets. are you ok?"

"yes, of course! it was just a little spill." you turn to look at the damage in the mirror, thinking that you will probably need to borrow a shirt from denki's closet. you angle your body a little bit, when your eyes meet kirishima's in the mirror. he blushes a little bit, and you figure out why. the now see-through shirt was showing your bra. you turn and wink at him.

"my night in shining armour!" you giggle, throwing your arms around him. He places a small kiss on your head, on your cheek, and finally on the place you wanted.

you kissed him back with fervor, before backing up and taking the wet shirt off. making a little show out of it, kirishima whistled at your display.

you twirled for him before wrapping your arms back around his neck, and he slid his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. the two of you continued until bakugo starts banging at the door, causing the both of you to jump.

"the two of you extras better get the fuck out so I can take a piss."

"only if I can borrow denki's shirt!" you yelled back, arms still around his neck.

"woah, woah. you can have mine," kirishima says, pulling away to take off his shirt. he throws the shirt at you, and when you are decent he opens the door, flashing his pecs to his friends.

"look how manly I am!"

oh my, you have a very special boyfriend.

author's note: there will be a part two!! including bakugo, denki, hitoshi, iida, and tamaki! stay tuned!

[simp2537]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n : We finally start the series 😁. We get to see class 1-A. And Alice!reader being a daddies girl.

Word Count : 1,595

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊

The screens of the teachers observation room played with different future students battling against the testing bots. Next to Aizawa, Y/n sat on the ground slumping on her noddles as she watched her future classmates.

“Who’s that one?” Y/n mumble her mouth full of noodles. Aizawa tired eyes moved to the screen she pointed her perfectly manicured finger. 

“Izuku Midoryia.”He mumbled as he sipped in the latte his daughter brought. She hummed softly as she watched the green haired boy battle around the bots. She’d seen him somewhere she just wasn’t sure where. 

Maybe in passing when she was out of maybe… wait he was the boy with the sludge monster. Her gaze moved to another screen where a raging blonde was, destroying everything in his path. He was the sludge boy too. 

Y/n had watched the fight at home when she was studying with Hizashi. The blondes explosiveness made her giggle softly. He jumped around blasting every bit that moved. 

“Remind me again N/n why don’t you go spend time with Todoroki?” Hizashi asked as he sipped the peach tea Y/n brought him from her favorite shop. 

“Cause I wanna see the kids who’ll be in my class. Other me and Shoto.” Her uncle nodded his head as he pet her hair. Her eyes trailed on all screens with a smile. All these kids were talented, some more than others. None of them were in her level other than maybe a few.

“Scoping out the completion early huh?” She gently shock her head as she sipped on her matcha. 

“Not really, I’m just curious.” Her eyes trailed back into the screen as she happily ate her food. All the teacher around her sipped on the drinks that Y/n brought them as they watched the students taking notes. 

Aizawa studied his daughter for a moment. Her eyes trailed over some of the examines. It was obvious to him that she saw potential in them. She was always able to determine one’s abilities to say. 

Perhaps it was a a side effect of her childhood before him. A childhood he had limited knowledge over. To this day Y/n don’t hold many close to her heart. She was emotionally unstable sometimes, swapping between joy and rage often.

If not rage than she merely had this dazed out look on her face. Like she was in a different world, maybe this world was the different one for her. She seemed so out of place when she was here. New things still excited her.

Her newest obsession was getting her nails done. He didn’t mind that though, he liked the way she would bounce over to him showing off the gems and girly colors on her nails. 

As he studied her, he knew she was studying her future classmates. She would analyze them till there was nothing left. She did it to Todoroki, and he was always changing. 

He sighed softly as he looked back at the green haired boy.

………………………..

Y/n stared down the large door to her new class. Class 1-A, what kind of students needed this big a door. She pushed the door open as she pulled her skirt down slightly. 

It was kinda cute, if only it was in a different color. All the other students turned to her, immediately stopping their argument. 

“If you’re just here to make friends then you can pack up your stuff right now.” Aizawa’s voice came from behind her. The green haired boy gasped as the pretty brunette and blue haired boy turned to fully look at them. 

On the ground in his yellow sleeping bag her dad laid on the floor. She giggled softly as she moved through the trio. She listened as he scolded the trio. Quickly finding an empty sit behind the blonde boy she watched turn the exam. 

“You were late Y/n.” Aizawa uttered. The rest of the class turned to the girl who was popping a candy in her mouth. 

“My feet were in the class before yours, if anything you’re late.” She muttered. The class whipped their heads around between their teacher and their peer.

Aizawa sighed softly as he reached into his yellow sleeping bag. 

“Right let’s get to it. Put these in and head outside.” Aizawa pulled their gym uniforms out. One after the other her classmates grabbed their uniforms Y/n lingered behind. 

She took her uniform from her dad a smile on her face. She liked the way her classmates looked. She recognized a few of them. 

“Go Y/n, make some new friends.” She gave her dad a tiny smile as she skipped away towards the locker room.

………………………..

“What? A quirk assessment test?”

Y/n sat on the ground next to Shoto while drawing in the dirt. She lazily drew small pictures with her nail, not worried about the dirt.

“But orientation! We’re gonna miss it!” The pretty brunette said. Y/n rested her head on her other hand. 

I think her name is Uraraka. 

“If you really wanna make the big leagues, you can’t waste time on pointless ceremonies.” Aizawa spoke. Y/n nodded her head softly. She’d been watching the first year ceremony since she was eight, it was a huge bore.

The students around her gasped, Y/n yawned. As Aizawa continued his lecture Y/n grab onto her h/t hair, playing with a lock of it. 

I wonder what Hatter is doing? Is he having a tea party? I want tea, and cakes. Oh and those muffins that March Hare would make. They always had this pink frosting that tasted like berries on it.

“Bakugo, you managed to get the most points in the entrance exam. What was your farthest throw with a softball when you were in junior high?“ Aizawa asked cutting of her thoughts. 

She huffed softly as the angry explosion boy from the exam answered. She stared at him, a small smile. He looked like a Pomeranian.

“Sixty-seven meters, I think.” He answered. Y/n kept her gaze on him, she liked his voice. It wasn’t tired and scratchy like her dad’s. Or cold and smooth like Shoto’s. It was deep and kinda rough.

She watched him as Aizawa made him stand in the throwing circle. She watched him roll his shoulders slightly. 

“DIE!” The ball when shooting into the sky with Bakugo’s explosive power. Her eyes widened and she cast her gaze up at her popsicle friend. He gave her a slight nod and she returned her gaze to the blonde. 

The Queen of Hearts would like him.

“All of you need to know your maximum capabilities. It’s the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro hero.” Aizawa clicked his device showing off how far Bakugo’s ball had gone. 705.2 meters.

Everyone stared in awe and the Pikachu boy spoke up. “705 meters, are you kidding me?”  As her classmates all began to get excited Y/n popped a Carmel in her mouth.

She’d never really taken these kinds of test before. Aizawa had his daughter retain strength and endurance of course. Morning runs and Sunday nights lifts were a part of there routine.

Eight physical tests, last place meant expulsion. It didn’t worry Y/n. Her dad would never expel her even if she would get last place. 

Being everyone else must suck

…………..

A four tests were already done and Y/n smiled softly to herself as she sipped on her juice. She’d done pretty well for herself, not that she was worried. She was Y/n Aizawa of course she was doing good. 

Everyone was staring at her though. She wasn’t sure why. It’s not like she thought she stood out much. She wasn’t all the pretty.

𝐸𝓍𝒸𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝑒! 𝒴𝑜𝓊’𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈! 𝒴𝑜𝓊’𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃 𝒜𝐿𝐼𝒞𝐸!

Sorry, didn’t mean to be mean to myself

𝐼’𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃!

Y/n shuffles to Aizawa’s side, a small pout in her face.

“They’re all staring at me.” She mumbled softly. Aizawa gave his a softly look as he too had noticed all his students.

“Do you not like it?” She shrugged her eyes down cast. 

“I dunno.” Aizawa sighed softly as he motioned to his students. 

“Talk to a few of them, maybe they’ll stop staring.” Y/n left his side, not giving much indication of what she was feeling. 

She looked around, she didn’t want to talk to them. What if they don’t like her. Slowly she approached a pink haired girl. Her hair was fluffy. She pat the girls shoulders. She turned around, stopping her conversation with a few other girls.

“I like your hair.” She uttered. The pink girl laughed.

“Thanks.?”

“It’s like cotton candy.” The pink girl froze. She stared at Y/n differently. She stared at Y/n’s large and doe like eyes. Her full and pretty lips. Her smooth clear s/c skin that seemed to shine softly. She even smelt good, just like sugar.

“Well aren’t you a cutie! I’m Mina Ashido!” Y/n smiled softly as she looked over at Uraraka throw her ball. The two girls who she now knew as Mina (who insisted on being call by her first name) and the pretty raven head Momo Yaoyorozu. 

“Thank you.” She squeaked softly. The two girls went wide eyed as they stared at her. Y/n curled her nose as she watched Aizawa stop Midoryia. 

The rest of the class looked over at her as she rubbed her eyes and yawned sitting in the floor.

So cute!

Y/n rolled her eyes as she watched Aizawa scold the broccoli looking boy. It’s gonna be a long first day.

[the-anime-enthusiast]

izuku midoryia’s type in women PLEASEEEE🙏🙏

OFCC!! Sorry for taking so long, in my last post I explained why I've been on an unofficial hiatus but yeah 😭 I got u!!

IZUKU MIDORIYA - type in women

PHYSICAL 🤸‍♀️

bro DOES NYYYAT care, literally at all. I think everyone has their preferences, him too ofc, but he's him guys. The ratio from hips to waist is NOT what bros laying attention to, but ofc I'll still give you my opinion.

SUN KISSED BADDIES you got that like sunburn across your cheeks? he's going crazy. like legitimately. I don't think he would be able to handle his feelings. he'd probably pass out from a blood pressure spike.

He likes them brown haired girls 😔 and brown eyed girls 😭 (song reference) He honestly doesn't care Abt details like that, he'd date anyone, but he def compares his love life to shoujo series and he stays seeing those dark haired baddies.

ass tits thighs personality ✅ he's fs a personality man but let's bffr, every guy has there thing....height, hips, and arms. He likes his girls shorter than him 🙂 (around 5'2? not too short tho cuz then he gets weirded out) He LOVES dem hips. Yk whenever a girl has that natural dip in her hips, it kinda looks like those donut stack toys babies play with? (random comparison I js can't think of anything) HE LOVES THAT SH!!T. He's def secretly crazy for thick hips, like when u got some fat around them. Loves it 100%

okay...so the whole arms thing...he likes girls who have thicker arms...and not rly a muscle kinda thick, more like an auntie thick when you got that little folded skin hanging over the elbow. Bros specific, and bros a lil weird Abt it. He would NEVER admit it out loud, but it's like a creepy fetish for him. He would js never actually be creepy Abt it tho cuz yk, HE HAS COMMON DECENCY. (Unlike some guys 🙄)

When I say he's not picky, I MEAN he is not picky. It's giving very much Yuji Itadori and that one girl that he was like "yeah it would be her" (very mindful, very sweet, very wholesome, very demure) Slim, Thick, Skinny, Midsize, Plus size, All size, Morphing Size (idfk im running out of sizes and you never know with those quirks man)

MENTAL 🧠

if ur a mean ass bitch you can get TFFF OUUUTTT bro does NOT stand for that sh!t 🙅‍♀️ tbh i dont think he'd be picky when it comes to personality but he doesn't stand for someone who has room for hate in their heart, even after everything hes been through. I'm not gonna sit here and be like "oh he's a sweet cinnamon roll 🥺" like bffr, but he won't even look in your direction if you're a "hater"

He generally wants someone sweet, or just nice in general. like ochaco (no I'm not shipping them, she's just really nice and the best charcter to describe his preferred personality to)(did you see her with toga? shes a sapphic queen guys bffr) He wants someone who cares TREMENDOUSLY, like he does. Kindness is what gets his attention, being a good soul and good spirit, someone he can match wave lengths with mentally.

A strong mind and determination. (bkdk reference) (I'm joking) He knows exactly where he wants to be in life, even if his idea of that is a little messy, so he likes whenever someone has the same drive he does, natural will to be good. He wants someone mentally tough and ready to face the world for what they believe, as long as they know in their heart it's what they want/believe. (all might reference)

RANDOM 🎉

He rly likes girls who can draw 😭 He thinks it's the coolest thing ever and it makes it so easy for his partner to get him gifts bc he'd melt if he got a personalized drawing of him and his fav heros 😭

LOVE LANGUAGE - physical touch

he's not huge on pda (he gets rly embarrassed, not in a embarrassed of you way, more of a, im shy and feel like my face is going to explode, kinda way) but he loves sweet little acts of physical touch. Whenever he's stressed or really anxious holding hands melts all his worries away.

LOVE LANGUAGE -quality time

bro fr js wants to be next you. he loves little cheesy dates (amusement park and sharing crepes)(manga reference) but yeah, just cheesy things like that.

Really likes nerdy girls (very big on matching energy if you can't already tell) like js geek out with bro and he'd die for u istg.

Play a damn board game with this kid, Jeezus Chrysler. Whip out monopoly and you'll have his attention till he rots in fictional jail. He actually REALLY sucks at board games but refuses to ever stop playing them. Jenga? He can't even set the blocks up without knocking them over. Uno? He forgot what the word uno was. I mean literally say there stuttering trying to remember what word he's supposed to say.

BUY THIS KID SHOES. He doesn't know why...but it's one of his favorite gifts to receive. He loves trying them on and showing them off to you. He also gets rly geeked out over custom fan shoes. (think like those Hercules sandals from the Hercules movie) He knows it's cringe. He doesn't care. He has display racks for all of them on his wall.

OMG I FINISHED WRITING IT HOLY SH!T I DIDNT THINK I WOULD I js pulled all of these he out MY BEHIND BRO it's midnight I'm dead ASF, I have that convention in 2 days, shizzz wild rn. Pls lemme know what u think!! I've never been a HUUGHERE Deku fan, I kinda js appreciate his character, but I think this is pretty cutesy, how tf do u spell that. Anyways, yeah. This was fun. BYEYYEYEYEHEHEHEHEHEYYTEYRYTRYYR

[ssplague]

Benighted Beloved

Chapter two

Masterlist

Warnings: Some Katsuki-esque violence this chapter, that’s all.

Honorable mentions 💌

@lalachanya  @mrsmelaninhood 

@whatdidshesayyy @faemagic88

@viridianhero  @alishii @rv19 

@maggiecc 

✨ 🌙 ✨

“There sat a Crescent Moon on her forehead”

“Here you go, it’s rosehip tea, make sure you drink it while it’s hot, that way you won’t end up with a cold” the man you now know as Midoryia Izuku hands over a steaming mug.

“Thank you so much for your help, I’m new around here…I…well I wasn’t sure where to go…I hope I’m not causing you too much trouble” your voice is quiet compared to the storm beating against the walls outside. The change of clothes he’d given you were soft on your skin, the well worn fabric held a fading lilac scent, as did the quilt set beside you. The hot tea goes down easily, a soothing warmth spreads from your fingers to the tips of your toes. “You aren’t causing me any trouble at all I promise, I had planned on returning to the capital city for the celebration, but I’m sure it was postponed due to this sudden change of weather” the green haired man replied as he adds a couple more logs to the fire burning in the grate.

“Celebration?” You ask, intrigued despite the sleepiness washing over you. Izuku nods as he prods the newly added logs with a poker, “One of my most treasured friends has finally found the one he wants to share his life with, to be honest with you a majority of people never thought he’d marry someone because of his harsh personality but…the few of us that know him well knew that was a lie” he’s smiling again as firelight danced in reflection of his emerald eyes. You had set your now empty cup off to the side, silently stretching out across the couch and snuggling up beneath the warm blanket. Content to sit in silence as your host got caught up in cherished memories, you were sleeping soundly in minutes. Eventually when Midoryia did resurface from memory lane, his face burned red with embarrassment as he realized he’d forgotten you were here with him! “I’m sorry y/n! I spaced out, how rude of me! I was going to tell you that you could rest in the bedroom if you like, I’m fine with the couch-“ Izuku abruptly shuts up when he notices you were asleep.

“She must have been exhausted…poor thing”

Quietly, he tip toes over to grab your empty mug, deciding to fill it with water incase you woke up thirsty. While kneeling down to pick it up, the firelight sparkles across something that draws his eye immediately. 

A crescent moon.

A golden crescent moon, on your forehead…a shaky finger briefly runs across it, that was real, no make up to smudge away.

With wide eyes, the now startled man bolts from his den and into the kitchen.

You! But how?!

Why?!

Oh goddess!

How could you have found your way here?! Weren’t you supposed to be with Kaachan?! Oh no what if you had run away?!

Scarred hands tangled themselves in green curls as he tired to wrap his now frazzled mind around this discovery; Kaachan’s runaway bride being found here in that damn Deku’s study!

I’m a dead man walking!

“It’s gotta be a mistake, it can’t really be her…yeah of course it isn’t her…she’s miles away from here, back in the capital where she’s supposed to be” a chuckle escapes  between his manic muttering as the deflating man lowers himself to the floor. Izuku’s shoulders sag with relief after convincing himself it was a simple case of mistaken identity. Leaning back against the cabinets, his eyes momentarily close and a relieved sigh blows across his chapped lips. Only for them to fly open once more as a loud knock suddenly echoed from the front door of the cabin, making the alchemist yelp in response.

Getting to his now shaking legs, he peeks down the hall and listens for any sign you had woken up.

Silence follows, only to be disturbed by the now continuous knocking.

Forcing one foot infront of the other until he stands at the door, the terrified man forces himself to open it. The happy face of Kirishima greets him, “Hey there Midoryia! Sorry to just drop in on ya like this, thank goodness you weren’t back at the capital already”.

“Are you gonna let us in? It’s fucking pouring out here dammit!”

Bakugou’s snarling voice puts the fear of god into Izuku as he jumps aside to let the two soaked men in.

“Oh uh hey there Kaachan, Kirishima…what brings you two out here? Thought you’d be back at the castle, you know…to celebrate-“

“Ain’t nothing to fucking celebrate”

Yep, he’s most definitely a dead man.

Katsuki wrings out his cape on the doorstep before slamming the door shut, just as he does so, Izuku returns with a couple towels he’d grabbed from the linen closet.

“Thanks man” says Ejiro, flashing fangs with a smile “That storm hit outta nowhere as we were flying back, his majesty over here insisted we keep flying through it, until he almost got his wing zapped that is”.

The aforementioned male didn’t reply to the jab taken at him as he dried his hair off. The other two men looked at each other, the green haired male looking at the red head with evident confusion on his face. “He’s pretty upset”mouthed Kirishima and Midoryia gulps silently before nodding.

“I wanna hang my cape up in front of the fire” the blonde mumbles, noticing the lack there of in the front room’s grate.

“Sure! Let me just grab some of the wood I have in my den!” Izuku exclaims a little too excitedly as he spins on his heel.

“Nah man you don’t gotta do all that, we can just use the one you have going already, right Bakugou?”.

“Oh no it’s okay, I don’t m-“

Deku’s panicked response is drowned out by a gruff “Sure, what the fuck ever, I just want to warm up”. 

The angry Royal starts moving towards the short hallway, and immediately finds his way blocked by the much smaller man, “Really Kaachan, it’s no trouble! We can make a much bigger fire out here, the one in the den can only be small because of all my flammable materials-“.

“Oh shut it would you!” Growls the already frustrated monarch, “Otherwise there will be a far greater threat to your stupid materials than a goddamn fireplace”. After the threat had been made, Katsuki makes to move past the annoying bastard blocking his path. Only for said bastard to side step, effectively blocking his way again. Izuku internally cringes at the sudden ire that lights up in the hellfire eyes glaring daggers at him. Even Kirishima fights off the urge to shudder as the energy inside the cabin shifts drastically.

“Get.out.of.my.way.Deku” the bigger man’s intimidating voice starts off quietly.

“Listen Kaachan-“ the smaller man at least tries to reason with the other, but is cut off.

“You’re acting real fucking brazen nerd, too bad that today really was the wrong day for you to grow a pair” taking a step closer Bakugou puffs out his chest as he sneers down at Deku.

“Look it was an accident really, I didn’t know! I-“ a startled cry escapes the green haired man as a sparking fist takes hold of his shirt collar.

“What the fuck are you talking about? You don’t know shit! Oh I get it…You think its funny don’t you? Funny that she ran away afraid of me?! Go ahead and laugh! GO AHEAD AND LAUGH I FUCKING DARE YOU!” Snarls shifted into screams as the dragon shifter lifts his prey off it’s feet. The tight fisted grip singed the fabric of the shirt it held. Just as Kirishima springs into action to separate his friends, fast footsteps come racing from down the hall. They were immediately followed by a frightened, but still demanding, feminine sounding shriek, “STOP!!!”.  

All three men froze, each set of their respective eyes moving to locate the source of the shout. It didn’t take long for them to all locate you, half your body still hidden in shadow of the dark hallway.

A/N: I know this was short, but I still have two full chapters already finished (& much longer) and one partially completed 🥰 All the praise I received over the story this far is incredible & always deeply appreciated ❤️‍🔥

[nakedtoasterr]

Male reader month | April edition

This one is late so I apologize but life happens, hopefully I can get into a rhythm of getting these done before the end of the month.

I added 3 experimental fics this time around. Two of them are character x GN reader and the other is a Fem character x Male reader. I’m hoping you all will enjoy these and please tell me if you don’t! I won’t add any in the future if that is that case

Ps: if anyone wants to help with these hmu im so slow 😰

Sfw male reader

Kittens; scoups | @seventeenficsformalereader

Scoups(?) x male reader

None listed

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A Tease | @moonbyulsstuff

Kaidou x male reader

None listed

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Tea at 9pm | @anystalker707

Vinsmoke Sanji x GN!Reader

babygirl sanji / wholesome relationship / reader is a writer who keeps a journal with the crew's adventures / extremely fluffy ending

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Izuku midoryia x male reader | @odue-sp

Izuku x male reader

m/n has a problem with personal space and people touching him. m/n's quirk is tendrils, he is able to form them anywhere on his body they're usually invisible (warped areas). They're supposed to be visible but he's able to make them disappear.

Top male reader

Soft yandere Aether x MR | @dvlboy

Aether x male reader

Soft yandere aether

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Sub/bottom Dottore and pantalone hc

@bazthefirstborn

Dottore/ pantalone x male reader

crying, (A LOT) spit, sensory deprevation, rp, bj's, (m reader recieving) just general gay men activities

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who loves to be marked? | @chaepink

Izuku/Bakugo/kirishima x GN!reader

dom!gn!reader, suggestive, marking, biting, spanking

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Tony Stark x Younger Poolboy Male Reader hc

@justice-maul

Tony stark x male reader

Sub Tony, age gap (not specific), porn with plot, reader is muscular and tall, manhandling kink, cum, degrading praise, humiliation, mentions of rough sex, and making out (tell me if I messed any, I didn’t double check this)

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Bottom male reader

Daddy’s home | @dabisbratz

Gojo x male reader

light angst, daddy kink, bottom male reader, finger sucking, fingering, apology sex, dubcon (gojo’s a lil pushy but everything is consensual), dacryphilia, dirty talk, praise, biting, reader’s kinda bratty, possessiveness, established relationship, secret relationship, reader’s a regular civilian, anal sex, spit, mating press, sexualizing gojo’s thermographic xray vision, amab body terminology

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Momo x male reader | @trafalgarya

Nsfw head canons

mommy kink, penetration, strap-on, oral (giving and receiving), soft dom!momo yaoyorozu, sub!male reader, praising kink, sex-toys, teasing, orgasm control, begging, nipple sucking, masturbation, use of "slut", a bit of ooc ig, analingus (receiving, mention of giving too)

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The Devil comes to steal, kill, and destroy

@adoniss-tales

Gabriel x male reader

corruption kink, guided masturbation, praise kink, voyeurism, pet names (reader receiving), p.w.o.p, no actual penetration : reader is a follower of gabriel, but not an alternate. . Gabriel is referred to as "Mister Gabriel" once.

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Ayato Petplay | @vikeii

Ayato x Male reader

pet play, established relationship, everything is consensual!!!, puppy play, mild praise kink, cockwarming, dumbification, male reader, belly bulge, mild overstim, mild nipple play, collars and leashes !! he/him pronouns for reader, amab reader, marking, biting

Hey y’all!!! I know I’m super extra late but I really did try… I’ll do my best to start earlier in the month so this doesn’t happen again I’m so sorry guys. Tysm for all the support on my last post!!! Seeing all the reposts and hearts really motivated me to finish this one. ❤️❤️

Extra apologies to the ppl I messaged when it was 3 am over here. I’m not my best when I’m bout ready to pass out

[sakuraaachan]

Virtual Experience - Izuku M.

​Have you ever loved someone so much you created a fantasy virtual world to have sex with them? No?…..Okay.

Izuku Midoryia x Reader

Rating: mature, smut

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“Going stupid on that cock huh?”

You couldn’t speak, your body stuffed with Izuku’s cock. He relentlessly pounded into you while you held onto his shoulder for dear life.

He groans into your ear. ”Answer me baby.”

“Yes-yes- mhh!” You struggled to moan out, some drool coming out your mouth. Your nails start to poke into Izuku’s back. You're unable to see and only hold onto Izuku in hopes you won't get lost in the abyss of pleasure you were in.  

You can hear Izuku chuckle, “relax baby you're gonna make me cum too fast.”

You close your eyes, doing your best to breathe while relaxing your muscles.

“THE TIME IS CURRENTLY 6:00PM, NOW SHUTTING DOWN”

The word goes black as you're brought back to reality. You remove the headset from your face, wiping some sweat from your forehead. 

“How was that?” The intercom turns on, Mei Hatsumes voice speaking into it.

You look over at her through the glass doors, a smile on your face. “It felt so real Mei, your work is amazing.”

“Our work,” she corrects, pressing a button to release cold air into the chamber. “And of course it is a VR sexual experience you can actually feel, now that’s the future.”

The door makes a loud click as it unlocks. You grab a towel before exiting and heading up the stairs towards your shared office. 

“So you're gonna tell me why you chose Deku as your male participant?”

You pause as you enter, looking at Mei with a shocked face. “You looked at the code didn’t you?” 

“Duh! Now tell me everything.”

You sigh in defeat as you slumped into your chair, “so maybe being able to feel him up everytime he rips his suit was kinda getting to my head.”

“So that’s why you wanted to make this,” Mei allows a smirk to come over her face. “Pervert!” She shouts playfully, pointing a finger at you.

Pouting as you let out a small whine, you cross your arms. “Haven’t you ever wanted something so bad, but it was just out of reach?”

“You two are pretty close, so why would he reject you?”

“Have you seen the curves on Uraraka-san? You should have seen them in UA, it was disgusting how obvious it was that she was crushing on him,” you stare at the framed photo of you and Izuku at graduation.

“Doesn’t mean he liked her,” Mei mutters, shrugging her shoulders before abruptly turning your chair to face her. “Use the VR again.”

You raise a brow, “huh? I just got off and it’s 6:30.”

“Just go!” She persists, pulling you out the seat and pushing you out the officer door. “I wanna try something so get going!” She gives you one last push before slamming the door, you huff before going back down the stairs.

“Mei, can’t this wait for tomorrow?”

“Is someone talking?” She blankly ignores you, opening the glass chamber to the VR testing room. 

“Mei!” You groan, reluctantly going into the room. “Whatever your testing, it better be worth it.”

She locks the door as you place the body pins on your chest, you take a deep breath before putting on the headset. The system loads you up before eventually you're placed in a different reality.

“Y/n? Are you okay?”

The system specs in your eyes, loading as you get used to your surroundings. “Oh! Yes, I’m fine,” you blink a few times as your vision clears. 

You're in a fancy restaurant, one that was illuminated by an orange light setting. Across from you is Izuku Midoriya, dressed in a fancy black suit. He smiles at you, a little bit of concern in his eyes. “Are you sure? Maybe you had too much wine?” 

You giggle at his caring nature, “It’s nothing Deku, I just spaced out a bit”

He places a hand over yours. “Please...just call me Izuku.” Your face heats up at the contact, and a smile melts onto your face.

The waiter comes up to the table, a few more behind him. “Here is your check Mr and Mrs, and a complimentary champagne on us,” the waitress places a tray down, smiling at the two of you.

They walk away and you reach for the check, but Izuku grabs it from you shaking his head slightly. “What type of man would I be if I let you pay?”

“Oh, it’s okay Izuku, you do so much for me already….let me pay you back at least.”

He places his card in the checkbook, placing it down by the edge of the table. “You can pay me back later, tonight.” His voice is deep, hotter than it was before. 

“O-oh” You flush.

“Y/n? Hatsume-san?” 

Mei slams her laptop shut as an uninvited guest enters the office. “Deku! What a surprise, come here for some more testing?” 

Izuku shakes his head with a small chuckle, “I’m here to see Y/n, she wasn’t answering her phone.”

Opportunity rushes into Mei's head and her grin widens. “Y/n is just testing our latest invention,” she points out the large window and Izuku walks over to look out.  

He arches a brow, “is there something wrong with her?”

You were a sight to see, sitting down on a couch with your legs spreaded. Neck craned back with your mouth opening from time to time.

“We're still working on the name but introducing Fantasy VR, this baby allows you to have sex with anyone of your choosing.” 

“Like..transportation?” Izuku asks.

“Illusions, nobody’s actually in there. Just Y/n’s subconscious, and the code of whoever she is doing it with. ” Mei explains, watching your trembling body. “I wonder who it is.”

“Me too,” He whispers.

Your heart rate spikes up, sounding an alarm on Mei’s closed computer. The girl grabs a nearby tablet before turning off your simulation. Izuku watches as you pull the headset off, brushing the sweaty hairs out of your face.

“This is literally the best thing ever Mei, we gotta make it portable.” You let out a laugh of amusement, “having sex with I-”

“You have a visitor!” She interrupts you, pressing the AC button. Confused you look at the window, the man that had just “fucked” you standing next to your best friend.

Shit.

The door clicks as it unlocks and you pull it open before exiting. It was like the walk of shame as you went up the stairs, with every step more embarrassment built within you. “Heyyy Deku…” You enter the office, grabbing the towel you left at your desk. “What brings you here?”

You try your best to act nonchalant, despite the blush that creeps up your cheeks. Izuku raises an eyebrow, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "I tried calling you, but you didn't pick up. I was just worried. Are you okay?"

“Fuck, it’s friday isn’t it.” You facepalm, groaning into your hand. “Shit, I’m sorry”

“It’s okay, it seems like you’ve been busy.” He jokes, chuckling slightly at your flustered state. 

You give him a sheepish smile, using the towel to wipe off the remaining sweat from your face. "Yeah, sorry about that. I was... testing out a new VR invention Mei and I have been working on.”

“Hey lovebirds calm it down a bit, I need to use Deku,” Mei interrupts the two of you, patting her plastic model of the VR headset. “I haven’t tried this baby on a male yet, since he’s here at perfect timing.”

You shake your head at her with a disapproving look, “no, it’s still just a prototype we don’t know what the after effects could be-.  

“Sure.”

You turn to Izuku shocked, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Deku, you don’t have to do this, it’s just a prototype, the effects-.” 

He shakes his head, “It’s fine, I owe it to you guys for always fixing my suit.” He glances out the window, “besides, I’ll be locked in a quirk-proof chamber, it’ll be fine.”

“Testroom 5” Mei tells Izuku as he exits.

“Are you insane?!” You whisper yell once the door shuts. 

“This is your chance to see who Deku wet dreams about” She says suggestively, typing quickly on her laptop.

“I don’t want to invade his personal privacy,”

“You already invaded it when you made a device to have virtual sex with him.” She continues to type, “I saw an opportunity and I took it, you’ll stay single forever if you don’t take chances.” 

“What if it fails, and he likes someone else…” Your voice drops, looking down to the floor.

“Then that’s it, at least you’d know” 

“Hey, you guys ready?” Deku's voice interrupts the two of you, Mei clicks the mic button before speaking. 

“Sending Y/n in to help you with the body pins”

“What is this fucked up romance going on in your head?” You question, crossing your arms at her. “Expect me to just confess my overlonging feelings for him as I help him with body pins?” You walk over to the office door, before mocking yourself “oh Deku, I’ve loved you since high school and I created a whole sexual fantasy land because of how badly I wanted to have sex with you, yeah that sounds fucking romantic.” 

Mei spins to face you, “it’ll be something like that.”

You scoff at her before exiting and marching down the steps. “Alright hot stuff you know the drill, shirt off.” Deku complies immediately, tugging his shirt off overhead and giving you a view of his abs. He throws the cloth onto the couch in the room and you walk over and smooth a hand over his chest before placing the clips.

“So how does this work?” He breaks the silence.

 You stick on the last pin “you can have sex with anyone of your choosing, just think of them while the VR loads your subconscious into the programmed reality.”

“Hey, I’m going to get some takeout,” Mei’s loud voice booms in the chamber, scaring the both of you. 

“Okay!” You shout back, grabbing the headset and handing it to Izuku. “You’ll be in there for 30 to 60 minutes, and nothing will happen to you here…besides the moaning and whatnot but, that’s why we have soundproof chambers.”

He places the VR above his eyes, and you help fit the strap to his head size. It was hard trying to keep his green curls out the velcro strap, you have to note to make an easier way to put the headset on. “Also, try not to get into stressful situations, the headset will kick you out if your heart rate goes up too high, don’t want you to have a heart attack.”

He nods. “You said it could be anyone right?”

“Mhm!” You finished tightening it, stepping back a bit with a victorious grin. “You could have sex with Dynamight if you wanted-...” Izuku doesn’t look amused at your joke. “Yeah…that sounded better in my head- okay! So enjoy and I’ll be up there keeping an eye on your vitals.”

He lets out a hum before sliding the headset down, a second passes before you leave. You tug at the handle, but it wouldn't budge. Did Mei lock you in before she left?

“Fuck-fuck, Mei! I’ll kill you for this!” You shout, still roughly trying to open the door which still wouldn’t budge. “Aww fuck me” You curse, walking over to the couch in defeat. Now you’ll have to listen to Izuku fuck who ever he wants. “I’m going to murder you Mei Hatsume!”

As you sit on the couch, frustration and embarrassment wash over you. You can't believe Mei locked you in the room, leaving you to listen to whatever is happening inside the virtual reality chamber. You look at Izuku, who stands in front of you still unaware of your presence in the room. You should wake him up, savor the little bit of his privacy you haven’t invaded.

But…you’ve never tested interrupting the fantasy while the VR was still active. It could have very dangerous effects. Shit.

A bead of sweat drops down Izuku’s chest, and his fist clenches. You watch through your lashes, staring at the bead as it slowly moves through the maze of Izuku’s chest. How lucky.

Eyes landed on a boner sitting in Izuku’s pants, gosh and he was packing. Your eyes widen and you place a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from gasping. 

“Puppy-” He groans out, his fist clenching again. 

You feel a spark in your pussy, as you clench around nothing. He groans again, making you moan at the feeling it brought to you. “Shit-” you curse, crossing your legs before chewing on your bottom lip.

His hips seemed to thrust every now and then and more sweat rolled down his chest. It was a heavenly sight to see and you had a front row seat, but the throbbing in your cunt was becoming unbearable.

You uncross your legs and hand drifts in between your legs, pressing at your clothed clit to try and relieve some of the pressure. You moan, clasping a hand over your mouth before looking over Izuku to see if he had heard you. 

He remained the same.

You hand teases the waistband of your sweat pants, and your eyes darted at the glass wall from time to time, making sure Mei wasn’t back at the office yet. 

“Y-your such a good girl- taking my cock like this- ah..fuck.” 

You unconsciously whine, allowing your fingers to do as they please as you listen to Izuku’s grunts and cries. It felt heavenly, the risk of getting caught adding more pleasure to it all.

“THE TIME IS CURRENTLY  8:30PM NOW SHUTTING DOWN”

Damn, you glared at the speaker. Taking your hand out your pants, still unsatisfied. Izuku should have taken off his headset by now, but he remained still. 

“Deku?” You squeak, afraid of the questions he might ask. 

The male remains unresponsive.

You arch a brow, swallowing your pride and getting up to take his headset off. “Hey, Deku…are you okay?”

You pull the VR above his eyes, and his dark green orbs immediately meet with yours. “Deku?” You ask again, but there still isn’t a response. 

You're cut off when Izuku slams you against the glass wall of the chamber, the sound of the VR headset crashing to the ground making you cringe. “Midoriya-?”

“I’ve always wondered why you never call me by my first name.”

His mouth traces over your ear as he whispers into it, a shiver goes down your spine leaving you at a loss for words. “I don’t think you understand what you do to me Y/n.”

He moves so his face is in front of yours. His eyes were filled with lust, so different from the way he’d always look at you. “Say it.”

“W-what?” You quiver, feeling tiny in between Izuku’s arms and the wall. “Say what?”

“My name!” You squeeze your eyes shut as he shouts. He mutters an apology, taking a second to breath. “Please. Say my name.”

“Deku?” 

“No.” He says in a faint whisper, “my first name.”

“I-izuku,” you hesitate, unable to figure out what could be the cause of Izuku’s sudden actions. It had to be a side effect from the headset, but what could you do? It didn’t seem like Izuku wanted to hurt you, so what..-Your lips never felt anything so warm and soft, your eyes widened as Izuku’s sudden kiss made your knees feel weak. 

He caught you before you could fall, slotting himself in between your legs. Hypnotized by the drunk feeling his scent gave you, slowly you parted your lips and allowed Izuku’s tongue to slip inside.

He pulls away, moving his face into the nape of your neck. You gasp for air as finally you're able to think, but your thoughts are stolen from you as Izuku presses his boner into your clothed pussy.

“Ah-! Izuku-” You squeak in surprise, holding onto his shoulders. 

“Who did you fuck?” He continues to rub himself against you, staring you directly in the eyes. “Come on puppy, tell me who you fucked with that damned machine.”

You can’t think, looking up at the ceiling as all the built up pressure from before was finally being let out. It felt wonderful, fantastic, so good you wanted to pull away from it.

“Who.” He stops humping you, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look down at him, “did you fuck?”

You hesitate, feeling embarrassed but Izuku wasn’t going to take silence for an answer. He presses himself up against you roughly, making you speak out. “You!” You shout, “I made the whole thing for you!”

He groaned in response, “gonna make you feel so good.”

Your back hits the soft couch in the room, Izuku’s body never straying too far from yours. He tugs at the ends of your sweatpants, and you lift your butt up to help him pull it off.

The garment is tossed to the side and his hands run up and down your thighs. He brings his face in between your legs, nudging his nose into your panties and taking a huge sniff. You let out a small gasp before he’s sliding your panties off.

He doesn’t wait before he starts to devour you. His tongue licked up the slit of your pussy as he pushed your thighs up against his shoulders.

“Oh shit-!” You squeak, propping yourself up onto your elbows to watch his green curls bounce as his head moves in between your legs. He sticks a finger inside of you before starting to suck on your clit making you drop your head back with a loud moan.

You drop onto your back, filled with helpless pleasure as your hands begin to reach for something to hold onto. Your hands find themselves in Izuku’s hair and you swear you can feel him smile into your pussy.

A feeling begins to coil in your stomach, you were close and Izuku wasn’t planning on stopping yet. You started to push his head down, moaning out desperately from him to make you cum. 

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as the feeling inside you finally comes undone, Izuku laps up your juices before tapping on your leg to let him go. Once he’s released, he crawls back over you with a sweet smile on his face, one that looks so innocent in contrast to his recent actions. You're both catching your breaths, chests heaving up and down in sync.

He kisses you, the taste of yourself still on his lips, but you're too spaced out to care, caught up in your own pleasure and excitement. Your hands begin to travel down his chest, starting to tug downwards at his pants.

He chuckles. “Can’t wait, can you?”

“Shut up and lose the pants.”

He pulls away slightly, pulling down his pants and taking his boxers with him. Your jaw slacks when you see his dick, it was bigger than how it looked on the VR. He takes pride in your reaction, a smirk reaching his lips as he crawls back on top of you.

“I never want to see you use that machine, ever again,” his mouth hovers over your ear, “when you want sex, you come to me, not some fucking piece of plastic.”

His hips move slightly before you feel the tip of his dick poking your entrance. His right hand comes up to lace fingers with yours, the two of you just staring at one another intently. Slowly his hips move forward and he starts to enter you. Your grip on his hand tightens and you hold onto his arm, pain seeping within your body as he ventures deeper inside.

He bottoms out inside you, staying completely still as you adjust to the size within you. His face is in the crook of your neck, distracting you with kissing and sweet nothings.

You gasp out the breath you hadn’t known you had been holding, a small string of curses coming out of your mouth. 

“God fuck,” he whispers. “Waited too damn long.”

The feeling of pain subsided into an uncomfortable sensation, and your legs wrapped around Izuku, forcing him to move further into you. You both moan from pleasure, and Izuku takes it as his sign to start moving, going slow in case you're still adjusting. 

You cry out for him, holding onto his arms as you pleaded for him to move faster, “please Izuku, god please.” He had you hypnotized, drunk off his kisses and intoxicated by his smell.

“Ah-mhmm, haaa-” You're unable to speak, your mouth hanging open as Izuku rocked in and out of you. He captures your mouth again, the kiss is messy which only adds more to your fantasy.

“Mm fuck” he curses as he pulls away from the kiss. You start to whine out broken praises, feeling the warmth of your upcoming orgasm starting to build up. You can’t think, not a single thought is able to process in your mind, tears begin to flow out your eyes and you cover your mouth with your hand.

Your voice threatens to scream out and the lack of oxygen makes you feel slightly light headed, the room spinning around you. He groans at your now muffled whimpers, his finger going down to your clit and starting playing with it.

It felt like time slowed down as your building up orgasm tumbled down, you stared Izuku in the eyes as your entire body just stopped functioning. He doesn’t stop though, but you can feel the long thick streams of cum spurt from his cock inside you, both of you sweaty messes.

A couple more thrusts for good measure before he collapsed on top of you. The world doesn’t come back to you yet, you basically been fucked dumb. You start to catch your breath, struggling with the heavy weight on top of your body.

“Izuku?” You whisper. No reply.

You move your head to look at him, the man was knocked out. A small groan escapes you as you start to wiggle, accidentally pushing Izuku off the couch and onto the floor when you attempt to lift him.

“Shit,” you curse. 

Looking around the room, you had almost forgotten where you were, what you were doing, and you totally just took advantage of your best friend as he was not in his right mind. He was under the influence of the side effects of the VR and you completely took advantage of that! 

Your hands begin to run through your hair as a million thoughts processed through your head at once. Holy shit, you actually just had sex with Izuku Midoryia, who is not only the number one hero, your best client, and your literal best friend.

Would he be disgusted? Mortified, maybe he would feel bad for you. “Fuck!” You curse again, hopping off the couch and searching for your clothes. Oh shit, Mei! Who knows how long you had been in here with him, what if she had seen you?!

You quickly put your clothes back on, before grabbing Izuku’s boxers and attempting to put them back on him. It was the least you could do, after you exploited him. You fold his pants up and place them neatly on the couch before walking over to the door and pulling at it again. It still wouldn’t budge!

Wait a minute…this was test chamber number 5 right?

Instead of pulling at the door, you give it a small push and it opens easily. “No…fucking-” you mutter under your breath.

You quickly exit the room, giving Izuku’s unconscious body one last look before you swiftly make your way to the exit. He’d be fine, those test chambers were one of the safest places in Musutafu.

“I’m sorry Izuku.” 

It had been a week, a whole week of you arriving to work stupidly early and leaving just before Izuku’s patrol schedule would give him enough time to stop by. A whole week of ignoring all the messages you’d been receiving on your phone, most of them from Izuku.

It was a Wednesday morning, Mei would be coming in quite late since she had to run some errands across town. You were currently on a small break, taking small bites of your oatmeal as you watched your favorite show on your laptop.

But you couldn’t focus. A million thoughts and each of them were about Izuku, the way he made your body feel, the sounds that came out of him, how his tongue felt in between your legs. 

There was no way you could ever look at Izuku the same again. How could you ever apologize for what you did, and to make matters worse, you just left him half-naked in that chamber.

What could he possibly have to say to you?

“Hey.”

You clicked the spacebar on your laptop, pausing the show and turning over to the door of your office. Izuku stood there dressed in his regular clothes with a bag strapped over his shoulder.

Your eyes widen but you're quick to mask your look of surprise with an awkward smile. “Hey.”

A moment of silence passes before you clear your throat. “It’s um, very early, what are you doing here?”

He doesn’t say anything, almost like he forgot himself. “Oh yeah…My suit, it’s um…ripped.”

You hate that Mei isn’t here so you can’t just throw this onto her. With a small sigh you get up from your chair, tossing your blanket aside and walking over to Izuku. “Come on, let’s get that fixed up.”

No matter what happens between you and Izuku, you still would never want him to go somewhere else to fix his suit. It’s like cheating on your hairdresser. 

It was unbearably silent between you two. Your plan was to act like Friday never happened but it was easier said than done, just seeing Izuku made you want to clench your legs together. 

“You haven’t been answering my messages, or calls.”

There it was, the elephant in the room. How were you supposed to act like nothing happened between you two, when you’ve been ignoring him for the whole week!

“My phone has been acting weird, I think it might be broken,” you mutter out a lame excuse as you take Izuku’s suit out the bag and lay it out on the table.  Like hell he would believe that. Your best friend could make a whole new brand of phone that would be 100 times better than any phone you could buy now.

He only clicks his tongue and nods and you begin to look over the suit for the damage. “It’s over here,” you almost squeak as you feel a chest press up behind you, Izuku leaning over you to point at where the rips were.

“Thanks,” you mutter out breathlessly, his actions not helping to the throbbing in between your legs. The way his abs felt pressed against your back reminded you of how he held you up against that wall, humping himself in between your legs to pleasure himself and you. 

You stop yourself before you lean back into Izuku, moving away from his arms and over to the waist of the suit. If you didn’t know any better, you could say the marks looked intentional. Just too clean to be from a battle, and too straight to not have been done on purpose.

Should you say something? Why would Izuku cut his suit on purpose? No, no, just fix the suit and get him out of here.

You walk over to the nearby computer, typing in a few codes before the table you had set the suit on begins to move, it descended into the floor before it was covered by a glass panel. Some robot hands appeared out from the side before beginning to work on the repairs.

You finish typing on the computer, “alright, should be about 5 minutes.”

“Can we talk?”

A strong smell of bleach enters your nose, the process of repairing is almost done, and is now on the cleaning cycle. The smell is so strong you can’t find yourself to reply to Izuku. “Is it just me, or does that bleach smell really strong?”

“No-”

The smell irritates your mind, it doesn’t help that your heart is racing too. “Geez, that smell is strong,” you breathe out, stumbling out of the cleaning room for some fresh air. Izuku follows behind and though you’ve left the heavily scented room your mind is beginning to spiral. 

“Y/n, please, I just wanna talk-” he pleads, but you couldn’t listen if you wanted to run down by fatigue. 

“Yesh, yeah, we can talk, just wait here” you put your hand up to stop him. “I’m gonna go get some water.”

He stands still as you make your way to the cafeteria in the building. The cleaning room was quite a ways away now but the annoying smell of lemon bleach clouded your nostrils. You don’t even make it to the cafeteria before you sprint into a nearby bathroom and start to puke your guts out. You attempted to keep your hair from falling into the toilet bowl, but it was quite difficult as you emptied your stomach into the toilet.

You weren’t used to throwing up, you never really drank to that point, and your stomach was normally quite strong when it came to bad food. You stop puking, and rest your face onto the side of the toilet as you catch your breath.

You rub your stomach, it was strange for you to just become sick all of a sudden. Weakly your hand comes up to flush the toilet, and you carefully lift yourself up off the floor. You trudge out the bathroom, leaning against the wall as you take a second to catch your breath.

 A weird smell hits your nose, making you want to vomit all over again, and it was coming from outside the bathroom. You walk over to the door and open it, catching one of the building  workers who was carrying a plate of food off guard. “Ma’am?” She asks.

“What is that? It smells terrible.” 

She brings the plate in front of you, before taking off the cover to show a very beautifully plated breakfast. It looked absolutely delicious, but the sight and smell of it was going to make you throw up again.

“I think I’m gonna be sick,” you quickly run back into the bathroom as your mouth waters, starting to vomit into the toilet again. The worker follows, placing her tray of food onto the bathroom counter before walking over to help.

She grabs your hair and holds it up, a smooth hand running up and down your back. She lets out a small chuckle, “I was the same way when I first got pregnant.”

Pregnant? 

“But--” You try to speak in between breaths, “I’m not pregnant?”

The worker only shushes you, continuing to rub your back. Her words still don’t leave your mind, and now that you think about it, you and Izuku definitely didn’t use a condom, and he was too out of his mind to pull out.

It’s way too early for you to be showing signs this heavily though right?

Right?

The vomiting stops and you sit there and take a moment to catch your breath. The worker stands up, “I’m going to get you some soup, my mother used to make it when I was pregnant, it doesn’t have any strong smells so you’ll be able to eat peacefully.”

She opens one of the cabinets in the bathroom and grabs you a few small white towels, placing them next to you before exiting. You flush the toilet again before slowly standing up, grabbing one of the towels and running some warm water on it. 

You drag the cloth over your mouth, wiping away any residue that might be left from your previous puking session.

Pregnant? This couldn’t be real, the universe had to be just toying with you, punishing you for taking advantage of Izuku.

As you stand there, the weight of the possibility settling in, you can't help but feel overwhelmed. Thoughts race through your mind as you try to process the implications of the situation. The worker returns with a bowl of soup, and you gratefully accept it, hoping it will help settle your stomach.

The take out bowl, lifting the lid she had put on it to glance at the soup. She was right, it was odorless, and looked delicious. "Thank you," you manage to say, your voice still shaky.

She gives you a kind smile. "You're welcome, dear. Take your time and eat slowly. It'll help you feel better."

You leave the bathroom with the soup in hand, avoiding the cleaning room where you had left Izuku and entering your office. 

 Mei turned to you, her laptop was still closed which meant she probably just got here. “Whoa you look like shit.”

“Thanks,” you say swifty, grabbing your bag from a nearby couch. “I’m not feeling well so I’m gonna go home, I have a really bad stomach bug.”

Mei eyes you suspiciously, she had gotten into the habit of doing that after your refusal to tell her what happened last week. With the damages to the VR set, and your constant avoidance of Izuku, it was hard to say nothing happened.

“And this has nothing to do with Deku, who’s currently coming up to the office now.”

Shit. “Nope, nothing! Okay bye!” You burst out of the office and hurried to the elevators, spamming the button so you could get down to the garage floor. 

As you anxiously wait for the elevator, your mind races with thoughts of how to handle the situation. You can't face Izuku right now, not when you're still processing the possibility of being pregnant. The elevator doors finally open, and you step inside, relieved to have a momentary escape.

Once you reach the ground floor, you rush to your car in the garage, hoping to make a quick getaway. You start the engine and speed out of the parking lot, the weight of the situation weighing heavily on your shoulders.

Driving aimlessly until you find yourself on a quiet street, parked by the side of the road. Tears well up in your eyes as you struggle to come to terms with everything. You feel mixed emotions. What will this mean for your relationship with Izuku? And if you are pregnant, what choices will you have to make?

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your emotions. It's clear that you can't continue avoiding Izuku or the situation at hand. Things had just gotten very serious and it was time to face the truth and have an honest conversation with him. You reach for your phone, intending to call him but stop when it rings. He was calling you.

You hesitate. Maybe you should wait. Just until you have some more information. The uncertainty of the situation weighs heavily on your decision-making process. Once Izuku’s call ends you quickly grab your phone, opening your search browser and searching up how early signs can show, and what the symptoms were.

The internet seemed to make it worse, listing each of your symptoms in many different articles. Before you know it you’re starting to cry, small sobs leaving your mouth.

You stared at one of the articles, a huge text practically mocking you. ‘It’s going to be okay!’ But it wasn’t,  it was not going to be okay.

Was buying a pregnancy test always so awkward? 

The long line on the one register that was open, the simple music they play to drown out the silence in the store. 

Standing with a hoodie pulled over your head and a stack of pregnancy tests in your arms, each a different brand, you can't help but feel self-conscious. The aisle you found yourself in seemed so distant from your usual shopping routine, and the music playing in the store only amplifies the awkwardness of the moment.

The weight of your situation hangs heavily on your shoulders while you wait for your turn to make the purchase. You glance around, hoping that no one you know sees you here. The line seems to move at a snail's pace, prolonging your discomfort. Each passing second feels like an eternity as you become acutely aware of the cashier's gaze and the potential judgment of other customers.

You were next in line, but the grandma that was in front of you just decided she wanted to take her sweet time. Pulling out her phone in request that the cashier explain the store’s mobile app to her. You let out a small groan of frustration, starting to tap your foot on the ground.

“Y/n?”

You freeze. Hoping that maybe whoever called your name would figure it wasn’t you.

You almost jump at the small tap of your shoulder, slowly turning around to meet the face of Uraraka. 

“Ohhh heyyy Uraraka,” you extended out the words, trying to act surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh I was just patrolling around and wanted to grab a snack,” she says with a sweet smile. “What are you-“ she glances down at the unmistakable items in your hands.

You drop all the pregnancy tests onto the conveyor belt, “I’m  just grabbing some items for a friend!” The transaction feels like it takes forever as you fumble for your wallet, your fingers seemingly incapable of functioning properly. 

“You know, Deku has been asking about you.” Her voice turns into one of worry, “he says you haven’t been answering his calls.” 

You feel a mix of relief and anxiety as Uraraka believes your hurried explanation and doesn't press further about the pregnancy tests. However, her mention of Izuku only adds to your growing unease.

"Yeah, I've just been really busy lately," you reply, attempting to sound nonchalant as you finally locate your wallet and pay for the items. "Lots of stuff going on, you know?"

Uraraka studies your face for a moment, her concern evident in her eyes. She reaches out and gently touches your arm.

"Y/n, if something's bothering you, you can always talk to me," she offers, her voice filled with sincerity.

 “Well, I really have to go.” You tell the cashier to keep the change, grabbing your plastic bag. “Bye Uraraka,” you say quickly before walking out the store. 

The one thing that could have gone wrong, went really fucking wrong. Uraraka would definitely tell Izuku that she saw you here. You purposely came out into the store when you knew Izuku would be across town patrolling so you wouldn’t have to run into him.

You look at the tests in your bag, it felt like the word ‘pregnancy’ that’s printed on the box was just mocking you. You throw the bag into the passenger seat of your car before getting in, leaning your head on the top of the steering wheel.

“Fuck…fuck!”

You contemplate your options, the right thing to do here was to stop being such a coward and tell Izuku straight up. But you weren’t going to do that, not yet. So you decided on locking yourself in your home until you gained the courage.

While navigating through the street you mind seems to torture you with all types of different sinarios , each of them ending with Izuku finding out and hating you forever.

You step out of the car, once you arrive home, and retrieve the bag of pregnancy tests from the passenger seat. As you enter your apartment, you close the door behind you, creating a barrier between yourself and the outside world. The familiar surroundings offer a temporary sanctuary, shielding you from the uncertainties that have been plaguing your mind.

You toss the bag onto the table, walking over to your fridge and taking out a gallon of water. You were going to need a lot of pee. As you chug down glass after glass, you find yourself pacing back and forth, your thoughts consumed. It is important that you stay honest with Izuku here, but fear grips you tightly.

Sitting down at the table, you reach for the bag of pregnancy tests and carefully examine them. Each test represents a potential answer to the question that has been haunting you. The longer you keep this secret, the harder it will be to face the consequences and find a resolution.

You take the bag and head to the bathroom. Filled with anxiety and hope, you follow the instructions carefully and lay out the multitude of tests you had on the counter. 

You sat on the edge of your bathtub, biting down onto your knuckles as you awaited for some form of answer, but your wait was swiftly interrupted by a knock on your door.

Startled by the knock on the door, you quickly stand up, leaving the pregnancy tests on the counter. Your heart races, wondering who could be at your door at a time like this. The interruption adds another layer of tension to an already overwhelming situation.

Your heart almost stops as you peek through the peephole, it’s Deku and he’s holding many brown bags. You want to ignore his knocks, pretend like you weren’t home. But he calls out for you.

“I know you in there. Just open up please.”

Despite the fear inside you demanding you to say no, you opened the door to your friend. “Hey.”

"Hey, Izuku," you reply, trying to keep your voice steady. "What brings you here?"

Izuku shifts nervously, his gaze flickering from your face to the ground and back again. "I've been trying to reach you, but you haven't been answering my calls or messages," he says, his voice filled with genuine worry. "I was really concerned. Are you okay?"

You swallow hard, the weight of your secret pressing heavily upon you. You're not ready to face the potential consequences and the impact it may have on your relationship with him.

"I... I've just been dealing with some personal stuff," you manage to say, though your voice quivers slightly. "I needed some time alone."

Izuku's concern deepens, and he steps closer, his eyes searching yours for answers. "Y/n, you know you can always talk to me, right? I'm here for you."

His words are filled with sincerity, and a part of you longs to open up and let him in. But the fear of his reaction and the uncertain future holds you back. You can't bear to lose his friendship, especially not now. You change the subject.

“What cha got there?” You point to the brown bags in his hands. 

“Oh- these, some grocery, figured we could make some dinner together.” He says sweetly, walking inside and placing the bags onto the countertop. “I got all the ingredients to make your favorite.”

A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you step closer to inspect the contents of the bags. Izuku's gesture brings a sense of comfort and normalcy to the moment.

As you unpack the groceries together, a sense of ease settles over the room. Throughout the cooking process, conversation flows easily between you. You discuss everyday topics, while he shares villain stories, and engage in laughter that momentarily lifts the weight from your heart.

“You should have seen Mei’s face, she looked more pissed than Bakugou” you chuckle as you chop the carrots. Izuku's laughter is warm, his peace bringing the same butterflies you felt in highschool to your stomach. 

 "She does have that fiery temper, doesn't she? It must have been quite a sight." He says, standing over by the large pot. You glance over at him, he looks silly with the apron you forced him to wear, but you couldn’t love him any less. It's in these moments that you realize how much you cherish his presence and the connection you share. But there is something important hanging in the air between you.

But for now, you choose to enjoy the simplicity of the present, relishing in the familiar banter that has always made your friendship special. Until a sharp pain shoots through your finger as your hand slips and the knife almost chops your thumb off.

“Shit!” You curse at the pain, holding your hand up and seeing the crimson blood flow out the wound. 

“What happened?” Izuku turns around immediately, grabbing a paper towel to help you with the bleeding. “Where’s your first aid kit?”

“The bathroom,” you say, putting pressure on the wound as he leaves the kitchen and walks down the hallway. The pain throbs through your finger, causing you to wince, but none of that matters when you remember what you had laid out in the bathroom.

The pregnancy test!

You follow Izuku's hurried footsteps with your eyes, cursing him in your mind for his quickness. The pain in your injured finger momentarily fades into the background as your thoughts are consumed by the pregnancy tests laid out in the bathroom. But it’s too late. 

He’d paused in the bathroom doorway, eyes set on the multiple pregnancy tests on the bathroom counter. You peaked over his broad shoulder, they still had yet to show results. 

Izuku turns his head slightly, glancing at you with surprise, concern, and a hint of fear in his eyes. He opens his mouth to say something, but the words seem to escape him, lost in the moment. His brows furrowed in confusion, searching for an explanation that you have yet to give.

He finally summons the courage to speak. “You’re pregnant?” 

“I-I don’t know yet,” you mutter.

He’s fully turned around now, looking at you with an intense eye. “Is this why you’ve been avoiding me? If you thought I wouldn’t take responsibility-”

“Wait- you remember that night?” The words escape your lips before you can stop yourself.

Izuku's expression softens. "Yes, I remember," he replies, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I've been trying to reach out to you, to talk about it, but you've been avoiding me."

Guilt gnaws at you, and you lower your gaze, unable to meet his eye. "I didn't know how to face you, Izuku. I was scared and confused. I took advantage of you…."

“Took advantage?” He repeats humorously. “Y/n…I was well aware of what I was doing. If anything, I took advantage of you.”

Now you were at a loss for words. You stutter as the guilt and self-blame that had been weighing heavily on you start to dissipate. “No, no, it was a side effect, from the VR.”

“Well, maybe it influenced me,” he shakes his head. “But it was you I had in that simulation, and when I saw you in the room with me, I couldn’t help myself.”

You stand there, stunned by Izuku's words. "Izuku," you say. "I didn't know. I thought I had crossed a line, that I had taken advantage of you."

He reaches out, gently wiping away a tear from your cheek. A wave of warmth spreads through your chest. The barriers that had kept you apart crumble, and a renewed sense of closeness envelops you both.

But the moment is interrupted by a loud beep from one of the electronic tests you had bought. With a quick glance at each other, you both swiftly made your way back into the bathroom, each test fading in a result. 

Not Pregnant. 

You could almost pass out from the relief you felt, another tear slipping out your eye. You begin to laugh at yourself, a self-deprecating laugh.

Izuku puts his hand on your shoulder, pulling you close. “What’s so funny?”

“I was so stressed out for nothing,” you say with a sigh. “I literally thought my life was over.”

He pouts, “and what’s so life ruining about being pregnant with my kid?”

You can't help but chuckle at Izuku's playful response, his words easing the tension that had built up inside you. You lean into his embrace, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort enveloping you.

"You're right," you reply, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Being pregnant with your child doesn't sound so bad after all."

“Great.” He says, lifting you up easily into his arms. “Then you won’t mind trying again.” 

©LuvloveUni

[oleander-nin]

Smoke and Mirrors(Bakugō Katsuki x Reader)

A/N, not important: Oh wow look, something I forgot to ever post(jk this was written b4 I had a tumblr). Uh, sorry about it, I just felt like y'all needed to suffer too. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

Tw: old writing, female hinted(sorry), reader puts on makeup, seriously I wrote this a long time ago, Bakugo being a jerk, rejected confession, badly written sad, not beta read, honestly I haven't read this since I last wrote it like 2ish years ago

Words: 1100

Summary: Yes or No may be the normal answers to a confession, but Bakugō can always find something worse to say.

Just being near Bakugō Katsuki was intoxicating. The way a slight smell of caramel and smoke drifted from him, the way his bright red eyes shined in the light, the way his facial expressions changed as he was thinking things over. Even his brash, can-do attitude enticed you. There were so many factors pulling you into him. Not that any of this mattered to him though.

"Hah! How could I ever love someone as useless as you? You’re worse than Deku, always blabbing on and on about stupid things and being such a crybaby when you get scared." He said, mocking you. The same ruby red eyes that once drew you in were now throwing you out, flashing with anger and disgust at you merely being in his presence. How rude can this guy get? All this hatred for a simple confession? Tears started brimming at your eyes as you tried to control your breathing, not particularly wanting to break down in front of him and have his opinion about you being a crybaby be confirmed.

"I'm sorry if my confession offended you, just thought you'd wanna know." You retorted, turning on your heel as you left the classroom, wiping your eyes as you went. "Sorry for wasting your time Bakugō, it won't happen again".

"It'd better not! Come near me again with any sappy stuff and I'll blast yer brains in!"

Whoever said 'the worst they can say is no' has obviously never met someone like Bakugō. All you could do is hold in your tears as you walked away from class 1A and back into your dorm room. You were so glad you decided to do this at the end of the day and not during lunch like you originally planned. Your pace turned into a borderline run, wanting to go to your dorm room as soon as possible. You open the door to the 1-A dorms as the dam finally breaks, tears running down your face as you walk in.

Fortunately, Tsuyu and Uraraka were the only two people in the dorms at the moment. Unfortunately, they were in the dorms at the moment and witnessed you walk through the dorm like the mess you are. Both of them turn their attention away from the television and onto you, your face red and puffy from holding back the tears now pouring down your face.

***

Tsuyu and Uraraka trying to comfort you was a really sweet gesture, and it was kinda helping. Not really, but it's the thought that counts. You stared at the ceiling as they consoled you about the harsh rejection Bakugo gave you.

"It isn't like his opinion really matters, you'll get over him soon enough! Plus, now you don't have to worry about whether or not he likes you, so that's nice. And you shouldn’t be worrying much about dating anyways, we're just first-years.” Uraraka says cheerfully. You appreciated her trying her best to comfort you, you had no idea what you would do without her here to help. Cry probably, but that's beside the point. You were a bit jealous of Ochako though, not that you’d ever admit it. She never has to worry about Midoryia insulting her when she finally gets the courage to confess to him. 

Tsuyu nods her head in agreement with Ochako. “He was a big jerk, ribbit, but now you know just how big of a jerk he was, so it might be easier to lose the crush on him, ribbit.”. You groaned and turned over, shoving your face into your soft pillow. 

“Maybe you guys are right. I might be able to get over him now. I wish I didn't have to though. Hearing him say all that really hurt.” You said, although your words were a bit muffled as you haven't removed your face from your pillow just yet. Tsuyu nods in agreement to your last statement, rubbing your back comfortingly. Both Ochako and Tsuyu leave, but not before giving you a few more speeches on how amazing you are, and how Bakugou never deserved you anyway. It felt nice to know they cared about you, even if Bakugou didn’t.

Your eyes felt heavy as you thought about the day, silent tears falling down your face as you came to terms with the fact that your crush called you useless. That he thought no more of you than the dirt under his boot. And as much as you hate to admit it, it hurts. It hurts so, so very bad.

When you finally fell asleep, your eyes were red and puffy, your lips swollen from being chewed and bitten so much to try to keep quiet. And if a few sobs escaped despite your valiant efforts last night? Well, nobody has to know.

***

Waking up was hard in the morning. Well, it always was, but today especially. Your alarm went off at a time that felt way too early to be right, your head feels like it’s being crushed in a vice, and your face was still hot and gross looking from all the crying you did last night. All in all, you felt like garbage. You dawdled your way through getting dressed. It isn’t like brushing your teeth a bit longer and more tired than usual really matters. Who really cares if it takes you a few extra minutes to get your tie right, your hands were feeling numb anyway. And so what if your makeup was really only partially done? Not like anyone would notice. You only were using it to cover up your face because it still had some evidence of tears.

The walk to class also took you longer than usual. Who could blame you though, with your headache and heavier than usual limbs? You barely noticed you were moving, and were surprised when you looked up to see the classroom door. You open it begrudgingly and trudge in, happy to have finally made it, but dreading all the schoolwork you have to do today. Iida’s all too loud voice welcomes you, and you know it’s with good intention, but you can’t help but glare at the unwanted sound that's now echoing throughout your head. You deliberately avoid eye-contact with Bakugo, choosing to look around the already familiar room instead. You plop down in your seat behind Midoriya, finding your notebook and a pencil so you can be ready for whatever Aizawa Sensei throws at you. You look at the back of Bakugo’s head one last time and close your eyes. Your friends were right, love really isn’t all that worth it.

[welovethecloudboytoomuch]

How Koichi showing up could affect MHA 

So, a while back I made a quick twitter post about why I want Koichi to show up in main MHA, about how I want Koichi and Deku to interact and actually talk about the possibility of saving Tomura. So, here I wanted to expand a little on why I think that would be a really good thing for the series. 

As of writing this I am taking into consideration canon up until chapter 378 of MHA (the most recent chapter as of writing). 

So, in this scenario let's say Koichi shows up as one of the international heroes here to stop the villains, probably in spectacular fashion to stop AFO or the twice clones, (Also sidebar, it’s crazy that Koichi is in the running for being the strongest character we have rn, with the other heroes being incapacitated), and in this scenario, he gets the chance to talk to Deku and the other heroes. This would require a break from the pace we’ve currently been experiencing, but with all the additional characters and heroes (that would show up) it might cause AFO and the others to back down. This downtime would allow for our characters to re-group. 

Specifically, I want Koichi to legitimize Deku’s ideas about trying to save Tomura and to ask Deku how he plans on saving him, because, as only Koichi knows, just wanting to save someone isn't enough. I want this because as of now Deku has never had his ideas about saving Tomura be legitimized by any adult hero, with Uraraka being the only other student to reflect his ideas. By having Koichi be the one to listen and reflect Izuku’s ideas back at him it would help him understand that it isn’t just “crazy” to think that he could help Tomura. It would also help to create an easy, instant connection between the characters, besides both being huge All Might fans, of course.

Then, Koichi could tell his own cautionary tale. About how he was a vigilante who only wanted to help people, that ended up saving nearly everyone in his town (Read: everyone who’s ever tried to kill him: all the guys at the cafe except the Hotta Bros, Soga, Rapt, Moyuru, Pop, both x-men, the train guys, the horse guy, ect.), to then being targeted by Number 6, another person groomed by All for One, (this would confirm to the rest of the characters that yes, there have been more of them) to ultimately being unable to save Number 6 from himself. 

In this conversation, Koichi would bring a hand up to his scar and recite, “Everytime you glance in a mirror , you’ll remember, the weight of responsibility, the meaning of existence, and the guy you couldn’t save no matter how long you tired.” And then turn to Izuku and ask how he plans on saving Tomura. Koichi’s failure ultimately came from not understanding what 6 wanted and being too weak from their fight to stop 6 from blowing himself up. He needs to warn Deku that just being stronger than Tomura isn’t enough, he also needs to understand him if he wants to save him. 

Having Koichi in main MHA would also give a narrative purpose to Number 6’s death. In Vigilantes as it stands, we know that Koichi learns his lesson from 6, but we don't get to see him actually apply it because the series ends. By having him in the main series, we can see him put to use what he learned in that final battle. In this way Koichi’s failure becomes Deku’s success (hopefully).

This is also all incredibly ironic considering Koichi was made to be “Izuku Midoryia if he didn’t meet All Might.” [Chapter 1 Vigilantes notes], because now we have the character modeled off of Izuku coming back to teach him a much needed lesson. 

And all of this is why I and others are BEGGING that Koichi and the gang show up in MHA, not only cause it would be a “Hey, cool cameo!”, or “Yay! Another heavy hitter hero!”, but because it could legitimately change the outcome for the MHA characters. 

There’s more I could write about this ie: how Knucklduster showing up would affect All Might’s current state, or how other vigilantes characters could affect the plot (looking at you Makoto please threaten the president of America), but I’ll leave that to another time. 

Also, you could just have Inko recognize Koichi as “that nice boy in the All Might hoodie who gave me directions that one time” and Deku would be 100% ready to ride or die for him.

[turomakto-artis94]

Say Hallo to Analytica.

Author note: This will be a gender-bend (Female Izuku)

Fanfic(because I love gender bending). This will be Quirkless Female Izuku (Izuki) and everyone will see why being Quirk-less does not mean powerless.

Chapter : Death ain’t entertaining.

Third POV================

The world’s not fair, Yeah no shit, that is some thing we learn as children.

Normally children get to learn that lesson little by little,

in small ways and in some unfortunate circumstances big ways way too early,

like losing their parents.

But for most they, nowadays learn it at the age of four,

just like Izuki Midoryia did, the day those like her finds out that they’re Quirk-less.

In some universe Izuki would grow up a total All might fan boy,

hoping that his analysis and dream alone would get him there until he meets

and gets All-Might power.

But that’s not this story, no in this story,

will Izuki Midoryia show everyone why one should never look down on the original version.

For even the original often evolves with time in ways no one might guess.

==== Third person POV====

It was a sunny day, for many others it had been a normal day.

Of course depending on what one would define as normal for them,

like villain attacks, maybe getting delayed for work or school because of it.

For those like one Izuku Midoryia, the Quirk-less. It started out normal,

villain x Hero fight, then the hell that was his middle school and all the bullying that came with it but this day would be the worst.

His former friend and now main bully of ten years.

Bakugo decided to burn his shoulder and

explode his note book, on the way home he got attacked by a slime villain and then got saved by All-Might.

Then he got his dream crushed by said hero and left on a roof of a tall building.

After being left alone on the roof, he was in a dissociating state, not seeing or hearing anything, not the distance sound of explosions,

not the smoke rising up in the sky or the sound of worried and scared civilians.

No, all Izuku heard was all the mean and discriminating thoughts, and all of the sudden he found himself at the end of the roof and then nothing…

The body had landed hard, was broken, unconscious but not completely dead yet, although he had at most a few minutes left.

A tall stranger dressed in black looked down on the broken body, the person got a wide smile on their face and thought to themselves`well well, haven’t you had one hell of a start? It would sure be a shame if you were to end here.

I have a feeling you would bring so much more entertainment ALIVE.´

And with that thought the person smiled even wider and moved towards the broken body.

==scene shift, Time skip=========

Muzustafu general Hospital.

In a Hospital room a former broken body, laid motionless body.

The heart monitor kept a study beating sound, the sound of breathing slightly Labored although,

Not as labored as it had been but not 100% back to where it should be yet.

Beside the bed sat a small and very worried woman.

This was Izukus mother.

When Inko Midoriya got the call from the hospital about her son,

she had almost crumbled.

She practically broke every traffic law to get to the hospital in record time.

It was a wonder she didn’t get pulled over and stopped by the police,

but that could also be because of the villain attack,

that had almost got Katsuki Bakugo, that slime villain had been scary.

But not nearly as scary as hearing those words from the nurse,

that was on receptionists duty at the hospital at the time.

She had come like a hurricane through the front doors of the hospital,

speeding toward the receptionist and with tears welling up in her eyes asking what,

where, and how is her son doing.

The receptionist stayed calm ones she got over the almost heart attack,

she got from the hurricane of a woman,

that happened to be the new critical patients, mother.

After being showed to the waiting room,

it would be another 10 hours before her son,

was out of surgery and in a recovery room, the doctor an unusual man came to talk to her

when he could spare a moment to talk to her

and explained the situation and gave her an unusual question/solution to save her child completely,

the solutions… Shall we say, side effects..?

Wouldn’t necessarily be permanent, but that would require Izuku to wake up at least 48 hours after they were done and had him In recovery.

But even if he doesn’t wake up within the time frame,

the solution would give Izuku a full recovery,

even as far as heal some wounds the doctor said was clearly signs of abuse,

the only wounds that would heal were ones made by what looked like they had been made

by an explosion quirk, which was another thing Inko also had to look into.

Anyway Inko had told the doctor to do whatever could save her child from ending up

Living the remaining of his life in a bed, barely able to move his arms.

It wouldn’t be a life worth living for him, so even though the side effect would be inconvenient

And would need an adjustment for sure but at least he would be able live his life as he had.

Now she was just waiting for her child to wake up.

With that in mind the heart monitor began to speed up which meant the person was waking up.

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Author note. That’s it for chapter one!

Please tell me what ya all think, constructive critique only please.

Thank you and hope you all have a nice day or night for my insomnia people. :)

Chapter two: This is my Girlfriend.

====Shinsous POV=============

He had done it! He had made it through UA!

Shinsou Hitoshi was standing in the assembly hall with the rest of all the graduates of UA Academy.

It was a sunny but chilly early spring day, a perfect day for graduation ceremony and pictures.

With the sakura trees in full bloom and not a cloud in the sky.

Shinsou was standing in the back of the assembly hall with the rest of class 3A and 3B, they were all in their hero outfits perfected through the last 3 years and they all looked great.

Shinsous hero outfit, was inspired by two of his main teachers and what could only be described as a cyberpunk ninja. His girlfriend actually helped him come up with the final design;

It was a slight mix up of Aizawa and Yamada senseis outfits, a black jumpsuit,

leather but with a ninja cyberpunk twist,

the jumpsuit was made of a special made material that was both temperature adjusting and was also protective. Lose in the leg of the pants with a lot of hidden pockets,

while the top part was a form fitting high neck muscle-T with Ninja like mesh on the shoulders to start of the bicep on the arms.

A almost full arm cover fingerless leather and a special mad fabrics gloves that had som metal on the knuckles and protective padding on the elbow.

A utility-belt, and a jacket that was made of the same material as the jumpsuit but with extra protection padding and a bit thicker leather as the middle material in the jacket.

The Jacket itself was was almost like present mic, but with a ninja hoodie and the fitting was more like a ninja top and there was purple lines and markings around on the outfit.

He has his voice changer with a pair of military punk looking goggles that had night vision, and video x sound recording and showed when he got messages.

The goggles were a mix of Mai Hatsume and his Girlfriend though.

(Those two became platonic soulmates, sisters in genius madness.)

Right now he was taking full advantage of the camera in the goggles,

getting everything-every speech and everyone crying or trying not too.

Shinsou went over to where he could see Present mic and miss.Midnight sensei stood talking.

When they saw him coming towards them they smiled, Present Mic-sensei was the first to greet him“hey their little listener! You exited about being a pro now?”

“Yea, Shinsou how does it feel being done with school?” Asked midnight?

“Yea, though it doesn’t seem real yet” Shinsou answered a bit bashful, scratching the back of his neck, when he looks up again he sees Aizawa-sensei walking up to them.

Aizawa walks over to them and stands beside miss.Midnight, he had a small almost unnoticed warm smile on his face and Shinsou liked to think that, that smile was just for him but who could really tell.?

“Congratulations on graduating and becoming a pro, I’m proud and honored to have been your teacher” Aizawa says holding out a hand for a handshake, which Shinsou accepts and has a hard time answering, after a few seconds he finally answers”Yeah, I couldn’t have done it with you, so thank you, for everything” The other two are just watch this going on, present mic taking a picture with his phone and Midnight, standing there with her hands on her cheeks and eyes moistening with tears at how precious this moment is!(^w^)

Before anymore awkward mushy feelings could be choked up, Present mic declared it was picture time!

They took picture after picture, all for of them three where Shinsou was with each one of the teachers, and then one with Shinsou and Aizawa and midnight. Then Ochako come over with Mai from support to get to take pictures with the rest of the class which Present mic gladly volunteers to take and after that it was a last full class group photo and yes that included their favorite sleep deprived teacher Aizawa-sensei.

After all the photos, Shinsou is so tired, he sees Aizawa coming over to him”So you ready to go or is your parents expecting you?” Shinsou looked at Aizawa for a second before answering”No I’m ready to go and no They told me yesterday, that I had two weeks to get the rest of my stuff before it gets thrown out. So we can do whatever” Shinsou could see the dark but resigned acceptance in his teachers eyes, he knew Aizawa had hated his family situation. Aizawa had hoped Shinsous family would get things straightened out but apparently he wasn’t that lucky. Oh well it wasn’t like He and Kayama wouldn’t love to have him living with them as he had before the dorm system, so really no complaints here.

====Third person POV==========

They all walked home to change, one thing almost no one knows is that the top underground hero Eraser-head and the semi day light R-rated Hero Miss.Midnight are a couple and had been for a long while they had been married for a while too now, they all live in a save hero apartment complex, so Present Mic lives right next door.

As Hitoshi was getting dressed he got a message from his dear girlfriend, the message said,

From Kiki: Hey Honey how was the graduation ceremony?

Did Nedo cry? How was the speeches?

Did Mai blow something up or did she actually restrain herself?

Did you get pictures? Also while I remember, when you go to your egg and sperm donors place, remember baby photos or blankets, toys or anything else.

Oh! And remember to get your health-care-card now that you’re no longer in school.

oh my break is over love you<3 ^.^

As Hitoshi read the message he couldn’t help but give a smile, his girlfriend was truly the best but he also felt sad that she would know about those things. But she was also brilliant, she hadn’t deserved half of what had happened to her.

As Hitoshi was texting a reply to his girl, Nemuri knocked on his door “Hey there sugar you ready yet?” She asked with a gentle smile.

Hitoshi looks up and gave a small smile”yeah, I’m ready”

”who were you texting? a friend?”The way Nemuri said friend,

had more implications than there should be.

It made Hitoshi blush but he answered anyway”yeah, she’s definitely something else”

“Oh? You know you welcome to invite this person to come out to dinner with us, that is if you’re not embarrassed about introducing us old folks, to your special friend.”

Nemuri gave a mischievous but still warm smile as she said that and Hitoshi knew that she was dying to tease him and ask questions but unlike what others may think Nemuri Kayama really had a older sister/motherly side to her that made her restrain herself and wait for a better time to tease more over, her teasing was much more appropriate, at least when she’s out of costume and just being her civilian self.

“I know and I have but she’s working, if she gets off in time then she will see if she can make it.”

He said with a smile. Nemuri gave a nod with a smile and then they heard Shouta call for them

And then they both went out of the guest/Hitoshis room.

======Scene change===========

They had chosen to go to a steakhouse but it had a 1950 style to it, they also had sushi and normal American style burgers and milkshakes.

While waiting for their table they all sat at the bare getting drinks, that’s to say the adults got sake and Hitoshi got tea.

They had all been discussing jobs and payments, when the sound of a jazz piano sounded, it was Kiki’s message tone, Hitoshi looked at his phone.

From Kiki:Hey I’m off the clock! Can I still come to dinner or do we meet up later?

From Purple-fussyhead:Hey kitten, No you can still come, we haven’t started eating yet, we are sitting with drinks waiting for the table.

From Kiki:Oh great where are you having dinner at? Is it fancy? Is my normal clothes okay? No what am I saying, it’s your graduation dinner of course it’s fancy!

From Purple-fussyhead:Relax Honey, it’s not fancy. We are at the all inclusive steakhouse. Your normal clothes are just fine, trust me, you’ll look lovely either way. Shall I tell the others you’re coming?

From Kiki:Sure, and maybe get the hole quirk thing out of the way. I’m pretty close so I will be there in 10 minutes!^.^

From Purple-fussyhead:Okay great see you in 10 then.<3

When Hitoshi looked back up from his phone the three adults had stopped their conversation, and was looking at him.

“What?” Nemuri was the one to answer”So was that your Friend? Are they coming?” She asked excited, which of course gets Yamada and Aizawa attention.

Aizawa was the next to say something”Oh? who are we talking about?”

Hitoshi was getting a bit embarrassed”umm, well um.. I have invited a friend like a girlfriend…”

Aizawa raised an eyebrow” sorry, what was that last part?”

“I invited my girlfriend”

And que Yamada shocked happy screech and Aizawa saving everyones ears.

“You have a girlfriend? How long has this been going on?”

“Umm.. since start of second year, I mean we meet in the beginning of the second year but we got together before term ended.” Hitoshi said with a bit of a flush on his cheeks.

Nemuri eyes grew wide”Since second year!? And we just hear about her now? How come?”

“Well it’s nothing against any of you it’s just shes been through some meat up stuff herself, so she’s very private person. I should also what are you guys standing on quirk-less people”

The Three adults looked between each other before answering, and it would seem it was Aizawa “We don’t have anything against them, there aren’t a lot of young quirk-less people left, unfortunately that’s societys fault. Since you are asking I take it Your girlfriend is quirk-less?”

“Yeah she is but she’s really smart, loves to analyze quirks and have analytical discussions.”

Hitoshi says with a smile.

Before anyone can say anything else, a new voice made its self known.

“Hey Hitoshi!” They all looked up to see a 5’4 feet tall, hourglass figured, young lady, with pale skin and wild green curly hair, and just as green eyes and small star like freckles.

She was wearing High waisted straight legged pants with a black belt, red shoes and a mint green vintage top, with a knitted down to the knee cardigan with a hood.

All in all she was very cute.

Hitoshi turned to her and smiled and gave her a sideways hug”Hey there Kiki”

The two teens turned to the adults”Hallo my name is Izuki Midoriya, it’s so nice to meet all you. Hitoshi has told me so much about all of you,” the now introduced girlfriend Izuki said with a smile.

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Author note: that’s it for chapter two. I hope you liked it, please tell me what you think.^.^

[potionpeddlerpatchy]

Hi patchy! I always love this event when you do it. I believe I did Bakugou last time so I wanted to try someone new this time! That's of course if you don't have too many entries 🖤🐈‍⬛

Hi Patchy my beloved, I have this huge crush on pro hero Izuku Midoryia and I need a potion for it please.

Love seeing you around patchy! Happy Halloween 🎃👻

🖤🐈‍⬛@katsukikitten

It always puts a smile to my face to see you here, sweet Traveler. Even more so to hear of people like who come seeking my talents over something so saccharine and innocent as that of a crush. How it makes childish fools out of the best of us. Even the most wise, and those withered with age, are transported back to stuttering children with rosy cheeks when confronted with such pleasant foe.

Though, if you are here, I can tell that you do not find yourself enjoying the coy battle that new has brought. Perhaps it is due to said person being unworthy? Perhaps it has taken too much of your time away from your more important tasks. Or, perhaps…. Perhaps you are faced with someone who is far too bashful to know what to do when you confronted them?

Whatever the case may be, the solution is a rather universal one. A simple philter, an oil you rub upon your delicate skin and it will help whoever is lucky to be near its sweet scent to push passed their trepidatious and allow themselves to fall headlong into the rush that is young love.

“Oh, my dear…” The peddler before you mumbled, it was clear she was troubled over your request though you could not tell if it was due to her talents or the morality of such a thing.

“Can you not do it?” You responded after a moment had passed between you, and then another. Your nerves aflame with anxiousness as you began to play with the cloth of your sleeve.

“I make it a habit to let all those who venture into my shop know that there is no issue that one could stumble in with that I would find too ridiculous nor potion I cannot make.” She spoke, though her words were slightly muffled to the nail of her thumb sitting between her teeth.

“But you will not do this?” You questioned, your small sigh when she shook her head turned into a scoff as you turned your head away.

Not that you were angry with her, after all it was not her fault that you were in such a state – such a predicament. It was not her fault that you came in with stumbling feet due to such dire desperation; but you were just that, desperate. You had not planned to be in this situation, nor were you hoping to feel like a silly teenaged girl once more, but it seemed life always enjoyed watching you struggle.

After all, you thought you were too old to have a crush.

Too old to feel a mixture of anxiousness and giddiness bubble forth and run wild within your stomach whenever you saw him. Or to have your hands get all sweaty whenever you had to speak with him. And lord, have your thoughts and words become a stuttered and jumbled mess whenever you spoke to him. It wasn’t as if you assumed that garnering such strong affections for someone would never happen after your teenage years, you were not an idiot. You knew that in no matter what stage in life, love would affect you in some manner when you found the right one.

You simply just hated how stupid it made you feel. You were a professional after all, one that had never stumbled or made of fool of themselves since entering your corporate field. And now you felt you were reduced to nothing more than a schoolgirl trying in vain to get their crush to notice them; even for a brief moment. And yet, you were at its mercy. For no matter how hard you tried to end your internal torture, to gain control of the situation and do something, it never worked.

For, sadly, Izuku Midoryia was in a far worser situation than you.

You gathered that fairly quickly after you first met. Even before you felt the overwhelmingness that budding love would bring, before this little infatuation began, he presented himself as nothing more than a timid mouse in the presence of a beautiful woman. It made you laugh, when he finally scurried away from you, how such a strong hero – one that brought fear into the hearts of any criminal within the country – would become nothing a timorous man with a face flushed a darker red than the cherries he was snacking on when you introduced yourself.

And that was the problem. Not only did his neurotic behaviour and endless mutterings when he thought he was alone endear yourself to him, to the point you ended up thinking it charming, but that once you did start to show hints of attraction towards him, he was suddenly harder and hard to find. As if too nervous to face you, and be confronted with the idea of a date, as if worried he may die of a heart attack if you did.

At the end of the day, it was simply too difficult to try and rid yourself of a crush if you could not face the person you had one on.

And that was why you were here. The fair few you had confided in, after they confronted you over your work not being done to the high standard and calibre you had set yourself up for, told you of this so-called peddler and her little cart of tinctures she brought to fairs and shows – she even had a small shop a few blocks. One of them even claimed that they worked. She had boasted that the brew she was given made courage run her veins. You thought that if a small vial of mystery liquid could do that for her, even for a short while, it could perhaps help you with your little predicament.

Though, you will admit, after yet another moment had passed as you gazed upon the peddler’s profile that perhaps you had asked for something far too grand and far-reaching than your little situation would have called for.

“I have never, nor will I ever, make a love potion” The peddler stated clearly, her eyes now moved to stare back to you “If love was never there, then it never would be and I refuse to fabricate love and force an unwilling party into it. It does nothing more than create disarray and proves a mockery of my craft. So, I am sorry, but I must decline your request.”

“….I see” You whispered out, eyes darted toward the floor as you were unable to hold her intense gaze “And I respect your decision. Perhaps I was far too bold to with my claims when I first came to you.”

“I do understand your dilemma though.” She spoke again after your words hung in the air, causing it to grow sorrowful “So perhaps we can come to a compromise?”

The Peddler was true to her word, a compromise was achieved. You did not walk away from her small shop with an armours potion for utter devotion and love, but rather a small philter of rather sweet, scented oil for you to use upon your skin in order to allow whoever took even the small inhale to lose that timid barrier. She had instructed for you to place it upon your wrists and behind your ears, for the small act of motioning your hand or tucking some hair away from your face was the inconspicuous of ways to allow the scent to spread.

With a determined sigh, you rushed back toward your office with hurried footfall; in the hopes that you would be able to place the concoction onto your skin and ‘run-into’ him before the day was over. You knew you had all the time in the world to test if that strange woman was a fraud or not, truly it was not as if you or Midoryia were going to be leaving the agency anytime soon. But after the months of feeling so helpless stuck underneath the humiliating weight that love was forcing you under, to rush seemed to be the only answer to ensure your freedom.

But, once more, life seemed to enjoy watching you stumble and stutter your way through it. For as your walked through the clear glass doors you had done so many times, your eyes set on the small vial in your hand, you failed to notice the person rushing to leave through them.

There was always good within the bad. Though it hurt, having your head knock against such a strong body, you were grateful that you were able to keep that little bottle clutched tightly in your hand. Though your heart seemed to sink down to your stomach when you were asked if you were hurt.

“Your eyes are watering, did I hit your nose?” Midoriya asked, worry clearly written upon his faced as he held you by the shoulders, his eyes scanned over every inch of your face and body to ensure no injury had fallen upon you.

“N-no… no I’m fine” You swallowed as you did your best to avoid his eye as humiliation began to swallow you hole, truly this was not the scenario you planned.

“Are you sure?” He asked, and though you felt his grip upon your arms lessen it was not enough for you to break free of his hold; something you so desperately wanted to do.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?” He asked again, moving his face to better peer at your own, “I need you to look at me and tell me that you are. It’s the only way I’ll know for sure.”

With a shaky sigh you relented, though slowly, as you lifted your head to peer at his boyishly handsome face; you did you best to ignore the heat you felt upon your cheek as the small buckling of your knees “I’m fine.”

“Good.”

Though he was pleased with your answer, his grip upon you had not changed. You watched closely as his own cheek began to flush, while his eyes darted between looking into your own and upon your soft lips. You were so transfixed, so unaware of anything other than his beautiful green eyes, that you did not realize he was leaning toward you until your felt his warm breath upon your tickle your upper lip.

“Mr. Midori - !” He stole the last syllable from you, as well as your breath, when he finally pressed his lips upon yours; then gentleness his kiss gave made your heart beat out of its chest as you melted into him.

As I say to all who come to me searching for a potion of love; if it is truly there between two people, it will show itself in time. I could sense that it would come between you to at just the right moment, that some small catalyst will set something in motion to allow one of you to finally feel brave enough to take that leap.

Though, if I am honest, I did not think him courageous enough to make such an advance toward you so soon after our encounter.

Oh, suppose I should also say, now that honesty has captured my tongue, that that philter I have given you will not work in the manner of which I told you. It will not cause whoever inhales its scent to slightly lose their inhibitions around you, tis merely a very strong perfume. Though I still suggest wearing it upon your wrists and behind your ear should you want to use it.

[x-neurotoxin-x]

thoughts on the new BNHA chapter if you've seen it

Imma be so real, i haven't been all that invested in the recent chapters. I've kept up with them but I don't find them all that interesting to me personally. I'll share my thoughts, just fair warning i may have some unpopular opinions;

First of all Izuku losing is arms is crazy. That panel is brutal. I do think there's a possibility of it being reversed/healed/etc bc I don't see Hori committing much when it comes to maiming or killing off the students, so I think he'll be okay

I'm also 100% positive Shigaraki is not dead, won't be permanently possessed, and will be fine. He's basically the only safe villain that isn't going to be killed off and will be given a redemption no matter what.

Those two points are kinda why I find this fight boring. There isn't any real stakes imo because neither of them will die and they're just kinda doing the same "fight, talk, fight, talk" thing the whole time. I find it uninteresting.

I also have no idea why afo is here again. Didn't he reverse to a fetus? Why are you here? That being said, he's silly and dramatic and i kinda love his evil mastermind swag, he makes it a little more bearable between Tomura "woe is me" shigaraki and Izuku "I need to be Morally Right even if I'm killing myself to do it" Midoryia.

Afo being revealed to have a hand in literally all of Tomura's upbringing down to his birth is SUCH a dumb plot point imo. It takes away all of the responsibly factor from Tomura's villainy, shoots a HUGE hole in the "one bad day" theme with the rest of the villains since it wasnt his choice - something that makes every other villain relatable and complex, they all (Dabi, Toga, Twice, Spinner, etc) were dealt terrible hands and subjected to horrible upbringings too but they fell into these paths of villainy by their own choices, and let it shape them. It makes them all very deep while Tomura... Just kinda ruined that theme by making nothing his choice. It's lame and unnecessary, imo.

Speaking of the other villains and plotlines, I really wanna go back to them and I DO NOT WANT them to be pulled into the Shigaraki vs deku thing. None of them are in the place for that physically (they're all half dead), none of its necessary since Shigaraki *is* being saved and has been met with more sympathy from characters/narrative than the rest of the villains, and their character plotlines are still not finished. Toga's fight was rushed, the "acceptance" she received was forced, and we don't know if either of them are okay. Last we saw Dabi he was possibly dying while cursing the entire family and saying he wants to die, none of the todofam stuff is resolved at all and if it gets off screened for the main fight I'm gonna be upset because there's so many complex layers to everything there. Last we saw Spinner he collapsed on the ground somewhere, he may very well be dead. No villains arcs have been finished, properly handled, or wrapped up and it's unnecessary and stupid to have their stuff be tossed aside for "saving Tomura." THEY need to be saved. How about Shigaraki vs deku gets wrapped up and Shigaraki saves THEM. That would fit the narrative better then them being used for more Tomura man pain.

That was a rant wow

Uh what else???

Idk. Im hoping everything gets wrapped up in this chapter bc this war arc has been... Shitty tbh. I wanna hope the aftermath arc is better.

I know everybody freaking out that my hero is coming to an end but I think we still got at least another arc to tie things together and wrap up all the mess of the war arc.

[raidenssblog]

HII x3 HRUU!!? I hope your having a fantastic day today since it’s a new year ^_^ gosh time flew by quick it felt like it was the end of summer in 2022 and we’re here now… but I got a bnha request for ya! :D here it is!! and im gonna give some explanation on this so it isn’t confusing but feel free to explore and have fun :3

So… May I request Izuku Midoryia and Ochako Uraraka (them both separate)with a Fem! S/O whos a scene kid!!

So scenes are very social and they use to have werid haircuts so we can’t see their face, we also wear the tightest clothes ever and that is literally all I can think of for now lololol

Thank u sm!! Again, have fun with this!!!! :3

Ofc<333 I looked up what they tend to look like so this might not be exact :') I'm also an alternative so I really don't fit into the scene kid vibes so I'll try my best!!! This also turned out as headcannons

Coloured love

Paring: deku/uraraka X reader.

Genre: fluff

Pronouns: she/her but not used

Warnings: none

Summary: how they are with a scene kid s/o

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Deku

- likes the different colours in your hair, also enjoys picking different hair extensions for you.

- matches your social energy alot. If you like talking about something he will talk with you about it for hours.

- goes shopping with you and helps pick different clothes out for you. He somehow has a keen eye for good style clothing so you love shopping with him.

- might mix the same style you have into his but not go full out.

- will definitely buy you more shoes, posters.or other accessories you might like.

- helps you dye your hair if your struggling to do a spot.

uraraka

- LOVES THE COLOURS YOU WEAR.

- she's someone who will match your energy all the time like deku.

- can't go on shopping sprees all the time but WILL tag along with you if you ask her too.

- if she's feeling good she will wear a very similar outfit to you.

- same shoes and bracelets as you. I see her a someone who makes different bracelets and that for you to wear.

- loves to help you decorate your room. She loves makeovers as well so I can see her letting you do her makeup while she stays at your place.

- in love with your bedroom and all the different types of posters, tapestrys and feelings.

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Omg I thought I posted this but I didn't😭 I'm actually a dumbass some times but I hope this is okkkkk. Have a nice day/night and look after yourselves plssss. Also requests are open<333

-Raiden

[ssplague]

Chapter 19

Masterlist

⛔️Trigger warnings: Sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, romanticized abuse, verbal abuse, violence, Sexual assault (ATTEMPT), physical violence, degradation, Narcissistic family, mental illness/instability, delusional thinking, drug use leading to inevitable abuse, hallucinations, gas lighting, fractured psyche, co-dependency, enabling                

✨Here it is, the finale! I can’t thank you guys enough for rocking with me this long! I hope this meets your standards and you all enjoy it as much as every other chapter. Of course if you have been paying attention, then you know this is only concluding the first half of this much too long and seriously fucked up the story, this series is far from over. Anyway; I love you guys, please let me know what you think❤️‍🔥 Enjoy! 🎊

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These are the people that I will carry over to the second tag list for the second part, If you weren’t tagged and you want to be on the new list, then leave me a ❤️‍🔥 in the comments.

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It was slightly depressing to be back at school after being out of the country and experiencing a marriage proposal. Of course it didn’t even take five minutes after you and Katsuki greeted your group of friends for Mina’s perceptive gaze to fall on your glittering finger.

She snatched your hand up so quickly you didn’t even see her move, “What is this?!”. Her shriek instantly gaining the attention of the rest of your classmates.

Kirishima let’s out a low whistle, Kaminari leans in for a closer look at your hand in Mina’s death grip “That must of cost a fortune”.

“I wanna see!”

“Oh my god! Are you-“

“Woah look at that!”

Everyone crowding around you was getting to be too much, all of their eyes on you made your skin heat up and caused your chest to tighten. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, anxiety getting the better of you. 

“Oi get the fuck back!”

The sudden shout, paired with the menacing crackling that followed it, had succeeded in forcing the group to give you some space. You breathe a sigh of relief and try not to make it blatantly obvious you are attempting to use Katsuki as a shield for the numerous curious as well as shocked stares aimed at the two of you. Midoryia is the only one brave enough to take a step closer , and the green haired male stutters as he does so, “K-Ka-Kaachan? What…?”.

Letting out an annoyed “Tch” at his stumped and somewhat bashful rival’s stammering. You feel a warm hand on the small of your back, pushing you slightly and begrudgingly you come out from behind your aggressive lover to stand at his side.

“M’only Gonna say this once so open your Fuckin ears!” Katsuki sneers at the others still gathered around you two. His narrowed crimson eyes shift from them to you, his expression instantly softened and you know he was analyzing your outward appearance to get a good idea on how you were feeling internally. You made a sound only he could pick up on before straightening your spine and winding your arms around one of his muscular biceps.

Imitating the small smile he couldn’t fully display right now, as it was only for you to see. The aggression and haughty façade was back as soon as he glares at your classmates once more.

“We’re gettin’ married and that’s all you need to know, anyone bothers her with shitty opinions or pesters to see her ring, I’ll blow you straight to hell…now piss off”.

Thankfully, everyone seemed to take Katsuki for his word and they didn’t bother you any more than normal. Plus with graduation coming up, your eventual nuptials paled in comparison. It was one week before the final week of your schooling came to an end forever, that you found yourself on the beach one evening. A large bonfire burned and music blared through the large Bluetooth boom box someone had brought along. The wind blew your hair into your face for the umpteenth time as you allowed Mina to pull you onto your feet to dance with her. It wasn’t just your class gathered here, all three of the famous hero schools had gathered to celebrate together.

Everywhere you looked people were drinking, dancing, or socializing. A sudden bout of rambunctious cheers grabbed everyone’s attention as the game of beach volleyball between the boys came to an end. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched Kirishima pick up your lover (who had apparently been the reason they won the game) and lift him into the air.

Shaking your head at their antics you turn to Mina, “I’m going to use the restroom”. “Want me to come with?” She offers but you shake your head “No, I need you to be here to tell Katsuki where I went because as soon as he doesn’t see me, you know he’s going to come ask”. The both of you share a laugh before the pinkette agrees and you start towards the small section of trees that the cement building housing the restrooms resides behind. You quickly do your business and as you wash up, the cheap old light bulbs over head begin to flicker.

Once they start they don’t seem to stop, just as you hurriedly reach for the door handle the door itself opens up. You jump back in suprise to see two unfamiliar young men looking down at you.

“Excuse me” you offer, trying to get them to let you side step and exit the lavatory but they ignore it.

Both of them enter the room causing you to take a cautious step back, as one moves towards you and the other leans back against the heavy door after shutting it behind them. “Ummm…?” You start but pause, not knowing how exactly to Adress this situation. 

“No need to be nervous sweetheart, we just want to talk that’s all…” the one approaching you states, showing his hands as if the gesture would reassure you, it didn’t. “I can’t imagine you have much to say to someone you have never met…I’m taken, so if you’re looking for a date then-“.

They both chuckled at your statement, giving each other a look before focusing on you once more.

“We’ve been out here watching you lot have fun this whole time and I must admit, my buddy and I are feeling a little left out…So many beautiful ladies out here drinking and dancing…but you’re the only one that’s stupid enough to go off by yourself”. For every step the stranger takes forward, you take one back, until your back hits the tiled wall. Now he’s caging you in against it, a wide smile displaying his teeth as one of his hands comes up and pats your cheek.

“Do yourself a favor and don’t make me hurt cha baby…Keep your mouth shut, be compliant and I’ll make this good for you too, understand?”. You turn your head to the side as he tries to kiss you, catching a glimpse of yourself in the grimey bathroom mirror only fills you with more terror.

There in the scuffed and grubby glass is the exact same broken girl you remembered that night in the infirmary. She’s touching her swollen lips with one hand and wincing as her fingers caress bruises that litter her neck and chest. The sudden and undeniable deja vu that washes over you is an obvious sign that this has happened to you before and it’s about to happen again…Large palms sticky with sweat grope at your skin as they slip beneath your clothing, the humid air making your assailant’s hot breath leave condensation on your skin.

The you in the mirror finally takes notice of the you that’s outside of it,  her swollen lips twitching in lieu of a frown, eyes narrowed as they continue observing you.

This is your fault.

You did this to us.

How could you possibly love that monster?

Your own voice was scathing as it echoed around inside your head.

“I…didn’t…I don’t understand!” You shout, slamming your eye lids shut, effectively startling the bastard assaulting you. 

“What are you-“

It’s your fault.

You can’t play ignorant forever.

Remember….remember…REMEMBER!

“Shut up! Just shut up!”

You feel your flailing fist strike something and then a hand clamps down around your throat. It’s grip tightening enough to keep you from drawing in a breath. 

Look what you let him do to me…

You don’t think it can happen again? You-

The other you finally goes silent and you chance a look at the mirror; The menacing aura had vanished, now the other you was shrinking back almost fearfully.

He’s coming.

The lack of oxygen had begun getting to you, your shoulders started to sag as you fight to remain concious. 

“The fuck was that all about? She must be some sort of head case” the guy leaning against the door says as your eyes close.

“All the best looking ones are man” his friend replies, smirking over his shoulder as he lowers your unconscious form to the ground.

The smile he’d intended on giving in return, turned into a frown “Shit, she got you pretty good bro, you’re bleeding”. Your assailant finally takes note of the stinging slice beneath his eye, and then the glittering ring on your finger,

“It’s only cause of this rock on her Fuckin hand”. The whistle from his friend behind him only makes more fury burn hot in his chest, “I think this one is worth more than a quick fuck here on this dirty floor, I’m taking her back with me…Gonna make her properly apologize for this”.

“We can at least get a sneak peak first right?” 

“Of course”

Your shirt starts to rise up your sternum and as soon as it’s up over your chest both men drooling over your breasts, eager to see the rest of you. They don’t get to, because a split second later the door gets kicked open so hard it sent the bastard leaning against it flying across the room.

“Who the fuck-“

The man touching you didn’t get to finish that sentence as one sparking hand yanked him up on his knees, before a crackling fist smashes into his face. This process repeats over and over again, the other man is quaking in terror across the room as he  watched his best friend’s face become unrecognizable at the hands of the enraged ash blonde demon. Surely that’s what this creature is, a demon; There is no way a normal human was capable of inflicting this type of unrestrained violence upon his fellow man, especially being unprovoked.

Once bones began cracking, the terrified man turned towards the nearest toilet and vomited. Spluttering and sobbing once he heard footsteps approaching him, the sparking hand was reaching out to snatch him up, when suddenly it stopped.

Soft whimpers could be heard from the opposite side of the bathroom, his friend had been rendered silent long ago so it certainly wasn’t him…

The blonde devil’s head snaps sideways instantly, taking in the shivering female on the floor before turning back to look down his nose at the man cowering under his crimson glare. His voice was more raspy than usual from over exertion; “Get the fuck up, take your buddy and drive somewhere far away from here, because if I see you again I promise you’ll look worse than him”.

Once the two goons were gone, Katsuki made it a point to viciously scrub his hands clean of any blood that remained beneath his nails.

Using a couple paper towels to grip the handle he pushed the door open, leaving everything as is and carrying you out with him.  Carefully placing you in the passenger seat of his brand new sports car and buckling you in, ensuring your seat was leaned back before texting the group chat from your phone;

I started to feel a bit nauseous, Suki and I are gonna head home.

Have fun, but not too much fun ~🫶🏼

Perfectly believable.

The smooth purr of the engine isn’t nearly loud enough to drowned out the horrible self-deprecation continuously on loop inside the confines of his skull. His hand that wasn’t required to steer found it’s way to your thigh, giving a gentle squeeze before coming to rest atop your knee. Katsuki had never lost complete control of himself like that before…and the release of such pent up rage that accompanied it was borderline orgasmic. Walking through the foliage and seeing one of the two restroom doors closed he instantly knew something bad was happening behind it. Busting inside and spotting some unknown man leaning over your unconscious body, touching you was too much for him to bare. Your body is solely for Katsuki’s eyes, your soft skin was only for him to feel, and there was some cretin sullying the perfection that belongs to him…That bastard deserved what he got, and he would never be able to live a life without some sort of physical complications thanks to the beating Katsuki had given him..

Well, if the piece of shit lives that is…The smile that thought brought to his face in the form of a twitch of his lips was quick to vanish.

First, you almost let her die at the hands of some bottom ranked villain and now you almost allowed her to be sexually assaulted by some trashy frat boys! What kind of pathetic excuse for a man are you?

A voice that sounds suspiciously like that of his mother, begins to chastise him inside his head.

Katsuki grits his teeth in frustration, he was far too old to be doubting his abilities, wether it be as a hero or lover. He already knew it wasn’t possible for him to watch over you 24/7, so you were just going to have to be kept on a shorter leash from now on. You had demonstrated too many times that you weren’t capable of protecting yourself or making your own decisions correctly, so it was his job as your soon to be husband, to look after you. Rather than head back towards the dorms, Katsuki steers the car off the highway off-ramp that leads towards the heart of the city. The two of you need to be alone after such a trauma inducing incident, and what better place for that to be than your new apartment.

The morning his parents announced that they would accompany the two of you check out apartments put a damper on Katsuki’s mood. “You’re that eager to get rid of us already?” You’d asked once the four of you had all gotten in the car. His mother immediately hit the break a little harder than necessary at the stop sign, turning towards the back seat to address you before taking off again, “Of course not! That’s not-“.

“I was just kidding, it was a joke” you are quick to reply with a nervous laugh. Katsuki snorted at that, unable to resist taking a jab at Mitsuki, “How did you not pick up on that?”.

“Shut up Katsuki!”

It wasn’t until the end of the day that you guys found somewhere that both blonde’s deemed suitable. You and Masaru stood off to the side while the poor owner of the building was being grilled by the equally surly and demanding duo. 

“So we agree, this is the one?” Mitsuki asks, looking from Katsuki to you, “Yep” he replied verbally while you simply smile and nod.

That’s when it was revealed that the two adults would take care of your down payment and first 6 months rent, “It’s an engagement present”. You instantly started to tear up, non stop thanks pouring from your mouth from that point until bed time that night. The place was furnished, in a safe area of the city, top notch security and surveillance, and the list goes on of all the reasons the place was perfect. 

                           🏬

The cross arm blocking the underground parking garage lifts and once parked perfectly in one of the three spaces allotted to their apartment he cuts the engine. You had started to stir as he was parking, but still you wake with an immediate start.

“Hey it’s okay, you’re safe princess”

You visibly relax as you turn towards Katsuki, but instantly dissolve into tears. Strong arms hold you in a protective embrace as sobs rack your body, you try to speak but your words are slurred and muffled.

“I made it in time, they didn’t even get to touch you” Katsuki reassures you as many times as he has to. By the time he’s lifting you into his arms and carrying you into the elevator his shirt is soaked with your tears. It’s a quick ride to the top floor, you take the keys and unlock the door and he dutifully carry’s you over the threshold, kicking the door shut. The California king sized mattress feels like heaven as your back touches down on it, but you are still trapped inside your mind, burning from the inside out in your internal hell.

“It’s happened to me before”

Your words cause him to freeze, a bead of sweat drips from his temple, splashing down silently onto the floor.

“Katsuki stop, please just leave, I won’t even tell anyone about this okay? I don’t want you to get in trouble-“

“You still care about me, I knew you never stopped…”

Why were you shaking your head no? It couldn’t be more obvious that you were still in love with him, just as he was with you.

“Why are you denying it?!”

 He’s raising his voice again and it seems to make him even angrier to watch you back away.

You keep putting distance between us.

“I dont remeber it though…probably for a good reason…Does that make me damaged goods?” You ask this with a fresh wave of tears spilling from your eyes. “No! Of course not” Katsuki has gotten better at comforting, so long as it’s you and not anyone else. He’s quick to join you on the bed as you reach out to him, happily accepting you into his too tight embrace.

“I feel like it sometimes though…and that’s why I was never good enough for my parents, my mom always used to tell me I-“ you’re surprised when Katsuki’s angry voice interrupts you.

“Fuck them! You’re perfect! Absolutely incredible, the most amazing person I’ve ever met! Hell, my mom adores you and she hates everyone” the watery eyed smile you give him upon hearing the last of his rant makes him return it with one of his own, “We have each other and that’s all that matters to me, I just need you, who cares about anyone else…”.

You know he means it.

“Why me? I don’t understand…You could have anyone in the world but you settle for me” you mumble as he pulls you down with him against the pillows. You feel large calloused fingers grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him. Katsuki looks offended and mildly angry, you gulp as his eyes narrow, “Settled for you? The fucks that supposed to mean hah? I’m the best there is, I don’t need to settle for shit!” He snarls, fingers gripping your face harshly now.

“Suki-“

“If I’m the best there is than what does that make you? I chose you because you were the only one worthy of my time, that proved you are worth loving, and even though you gave me a hard fucking time I chased after you and got you in the end, because I win at life and you are my prize for that win…understand me?” His rough voice is as smooth as velvet, a serious shift from what it had been only minutes earlier.

“Yes, I understand” you reply shakily, through trembling lips.

You didn’t, not at all.

“Good girl, now don’t ever ask me such a stupid fucking question again”.

Despite the traumatic experience that only happened hours ago, it wasn’t that which kept you awake as you lay beside Katsuki. As wonderful as it felt to be so loved by him, at the same time it felt…dangerous. Sure he was possessive, and the night he proposed to you as the two of you were tangled together in bed he had no problem admitting his obsession with you. The look in his eyes was only terror inducing for a few seconds, and then your vision whited out as he expertly made you fall apart on his cock.

You began to feel guilty;

Here I am sharing this big bed in this beautiful apartment being held by someone that loves me so much and I’m thinking badly of him…

Your mother always said you were far too self-destructive, hell bent on condemning yourself to suffer for some unknown reason.

“Katsuki”

Your voice is quiet incase he was asleep.

“Hm?” 

Hearing his gruff reply is enough encouragement for you to roll your body over and atop of his.

“I need you”

A simple, but loaded statement.

His eyes snap open, “Whatsamatter?” he rasps, making you smile, he must of just barely fallen asleep and you woke him right back up.

“I just was thinking about how lucky I am to have you…and how much I love you” you explained, placing a chaste kiss on his lips and running your hands over his muscular pecs  “I’m sorry I woke you up, I’ll let you go back to-“.

“Oh no I’m wide awake now princess” Katsuki growls, grabbing two handfuls of your ass and rocking your pelvis against the growing buldge in his boxers.

“You’re such a good girl, always so grateful for everything…Even your sweet little pussy is weeping with gratitude, hah baby?”.

The vulgarity and implication of the statement have you uttering the smallest moan, as your now discarded clothes get tossed off the bed. Sex after an almost assault is undoubtedly not the best idea but…You sure don’t want to talk about it, and Katsuki isn’t one for words either. You both are damaged individuals; It’s a lot easier to just have sex than it is to engage in a heart felt conversation, that may or may not end in tears, or a few broken down walls…

This feels so much better though.

“No more thinking princess, gonna get rid of all those bad thoughts that don’t belong inside such a pretty little head”

You give him a shy smile and nod, already knowing that Katsuki will take care of you, he always does.

“Don’t wanna think…just want you Suki…need you” your voice is breathy and the last two words come out in more of a whine as the blunt head of his cock glides up your slit. “You have me…my needy little cry baby, and I have you, I’m certainly not giving you up, so we’re stuck together…forever” a calloused thumb brushes over the knuckles of your left hand, and the glint of the ring adorning your finger has you both glancing at it.

Forever is such a serious word, hearing him say it so easily is daunting in itself. How is he able to be so entirely sure of the future? What if things don’t end up working out? What if-

“Thought I told you to stop thinking baby? Gonna make me punish you the very first night we spend in our new place?”

“No! Course not…m’sorry my love it won’t happen again…I promise”

You extend a pinky finger to him as if the gesture was worth more than play ground proof of commitment.

“Geez y/n, You are such a little kid sometimes” the sides of his mouth twitching upward and ruining the scowl he wears after saying this, “S’okay though cause you have me to look after ya, and you’re just too damn cute to resist, someone else might try to prey on the innocent little princess”.

You huff at his condescending words, even though he speaks with such a doting timbre to his gruff voice. If it were physically possible to have hearts in one’s eyes; Katsuki most certainly would as he teases your pouty lips with a finger. His crimson eyes have darkened in the low light of the bedroom, black pupils expanding from the intense rush of lust and adoration his obsession fuels him with every time you lay bare beneath him.

It has to be sometime past the wee hours of the morning by now, but you were too far gone, nothing mattered anymore.

Well with exception for the one looking down at you, as he swivels his hips before pressing the head of his cock against your cervix. “You look so fucking beautiful like this,  who’s my good girl, hah?” Katsuki asks as he ceases moving, enjoying the sensation of you cockwarming him. You feel a soft tap on your cheek and immediately lean into the warm touch “m’yer good girl”.

You peek up at him through fluttering lashes, then press a kiss to the palm he’s cupping your cheek with, “M’gonna be yer good wife too”. Oh yeah, you didn’t know your ass from your elbow right now, Katsuki had successfully emptied your mind of anything other than himself and his dick.

“Damn straight”

You whine loudly as he presses a thumb against your clit, slowly resuming the gyrations of his hips.

A loud groan of his own joins your’s in the darkness of the bedroom, “Clenchin’ down on me real hard angel, gonna cum on my cock again? How many times has it been now?”.

“Please lemme hold you this time Suki” you whine, making grabby hands towards him. Bakugou gives in, letting your leg fall off his shoulder and back on the bed. Using his forearms to hold his body above your’s isn’t good enough, you pout so adorably before wrapping your legs around his waist and forcing him down on top of you. You let out a content sigh at the comfort having his weight on you seems to bring. Ensuring to thwart any chance of escape, tighten your grip on him in every way you can, the breathy “Fuck” he lets out has your cunt pulsing around him.

His hips stutter briefly as he transitions into moving them in an over exaggerated arch before sinking back into you. Easily finding a rythm that suits both of you at the purposefully slower pace, he’s hitting all the right spots, making your eyes roll back, and toes  curl tightly against the silk sheets. 

With you obviously so fucked out, Katsuki felt comfortable enough to get some things off his chest.

You definitely won’t remember any of it tomorrow.

“You know you can’t be without me anymore, right baby? Seems like you’re accepting that fact now…l’ll do better at keeping you safe I swear it”

You’re a piece of shit son and a sorry excuse for a husband to-be Katsuki! You don’t deserve her, you’re so weak you couldn’t protect her even if you tried!

Determined not to let his own insecurities ruin this moment he kisses you again, giving himself time to silence the toxic thoughts before focusing on you once more.

“You’re the only person that matters to me y/n, We’re going to have the best life together; I’m going to spoil you, treat you like you deserve, can’t wait to come home to my cute little house wife every night, waiting for me at the door in a skimpy outfit and letting me bend you over the kitchen counter” he groans at the mental image, balls tightening as he ruts into you harder.

“Gods you’re Fuckin’ perfect, I can’t wait until I see you waddle around our place pregnant with my kids, you want that too don’t you? Want me to breed this perfect little princess cunt, blow load after load into you until it sticks…I know you’ll like that, you always have, since our very first time together”

“Shit! I um..I don’t have a…I don’t have protection, I bet shitty hair or dunce face has some! I’ll uh, go back downstairs and-“

“Do we really have to use one?” You sound so disappointed, but when your eyes meet his a hopeful spark dances through  your e/c irises, “I mean, you know I’m on birth control, you insisted on escorting me to my last appointment”.

Of course he remembered watching you get a needle jammed above your ass cheek! 

“So you know I’m not trying to trap you or anything like that…. I just..You’re really important to me Katsuki, and I for once in my life just want to feel everything, I don’t want anything to get in the way of what we’re about to do…so no barriers, physical or emotional, can you let me have that?”

“You can have whatever the fuck you want as long as you’re getting it from me”

The memories from that night would always be so vivid In Katsuki’s mind, did you remember it like he does? Every sound, smell, and insignificant detail is ingrained on the inside of his brain, never to be forgotten.

“-Can’t take anymore, s’too much”

He’d gotten so caught up in that memory, the young man had only caught the last of what you’d said.

“Whatsamatter princess? What is my crybaby whining about this time? “.

“I don’t want to cum again s’too much Suki, please just fill me up already, wanna feel it inside-“

“Oho you should no better, I can’t get off unless you do first princess, now be a good little slut and cream on this cock again”.

You know better than to make him have to ask you twice.

                         🎊🏅

“I can’t believe we finally graduated! We’re all full fledged heroes now, isn’t it awesome?!”

Kirishima exclaims, the rest of the bakusquad agreeing with him.

Katsuki’s across the arena talking with All might and Aizawa while Masaru prepares his camera and Mitsuki wears her biggest proud mother grin. In an uncharacteristic gesture, you motion for your little friend group to move closer and initiate a group hug. 

“I just want to let you guys know that I’m going to miss seeing each of you every day…Katsuki may not admit it, but I don’t have a problem with saying…I think of all of you guys as family, not just friends” you glance up to see the suprised faces of Mina, Jiro, Denki, and Serro. Kirishima gives you an extra tight squeeze; “I couldnt agree more y/n!”.

“Stop talking like we aren’t going to see each other ever again silly girl”

“Aw y/n I wasn’t expecting that from you, I don’t want my make up to run now dammit”

“I thought we were invited to come see your guys new place on Saturday? Don’t tell me Kaachan changed his mind! Jiro and I already got a housewarming gift for you guys”

“You idiot! You weren’t supposed to tell her-“

“I think you guys have all forgotten something kind of important..” the red head says with a nervous laugh. The other’s stare for at him with utter confusion on their faces, only to all realize and exclaim “THE WEDDING!” at the same time.

You’re quick to cover your face in embarrassment, because despite the fact that a graduation ceremony has just commenced and so many people are gathered around, your friends just have to draw every eye toward your circle.

“When is it anyway?  Have you guys even set a date yet?”

“Where is it going to be? Oooh will it be one of those destination weddings on some remote island?”

“What flavor is the cake?”

“Have you decided who’s going to be in your bridal party?”

You’re getting hounded with questions you don’t have the answers to just yet, and of course Katsuki was taking his sweet time getting over to you. So you take a deep breath and answer them; “Honestly, I’ve been wanting to try and postpone it for at least a year…I don’t want to have to plan a wedding on top of all the other important decisions that come along with being an adult…”. 

“I haven’t mentioned this to Suki just yet though…” you add sheepishly, glancing over your shoulder to make sure he wasn’t sneaking up on you.

“I’m sure he’ll understand” Kirishima attempts to reassure you by placing a hand on your shoulder.

Only for Kaminari and Serro to interject and ruin it;

“Or he’s going to flip out and think your trying to leave him”

“Or he might blow a hole in the roof of your new place thinking you found someone else”.

A strange feeling has plagued you since the start of the ceremony, as if you’re being watched. A lot of people are here, it could just be the feeling of eyes on you as they scan the crowd in search of their loved ones. So once again you ignore it, smiling at the two boys getting reprimanded by Jiro, Mina, and Kirishima. Then you hear your name called, the familiar voice is quiet from hesitation and sudden apprehension of whom it belongs.

You quickly spin to see your brother standing a few feet away, and your wide smile has his nervousness evaporating instantly.

“I’ll be back” you call to your arguing friends, quickly hurrying over to your younger sibling.

“B/N! I can’t believe you’re here, I wouldn’t have ever expected to see you!” You exclaim happily.

Despite the shitty excuse for parents you had, the two of you still have a close relationship as siblings. “Y/n! It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you big sis…I was able to get one of my friend’s sisters to give me their extra ticket to the ceremony, I just wanted to be able to see you and talk to you” he replies, letting you give him a tight hug. “Let’s get away from all this madness and talk a bit, yeah?” The two of you exit the atrium of the auditorium and head outside.

Frustrated that his parents had weaseled their way into his conversation with All might and Aizawa, Katsuki’s began scanning the crowd in attempts to locate you. His eyes narrow as they land on the group of idiots you’d been with before but you where nowhere to be seen. A flash of panic immediatly turns into anger as he gives the sea of people occupying the atrium another scan. A familiar head of hair catches his eye and he zeroed in on your figure; A guy is holding the door open for you and follows after you as the two of you exit the building.

Who the fuck is that?

Why the fuck did you just take off with some random guy?

Better yet, why were you anywhere other than by his side?

Without a fourth thought, the angry blonde is on his way towards the same door you just left out of.

A harsh grip on the back of his shirt stops and hauls him backwards, “Katsuki, stand in between your professors so we can get a picture” orders his mother.

Rather than make a scene shouting at the woman, he obeys her order.

Getting in place between the older men, he manages a partial smile as his father snaps a few photos.

“-I tried to get them to postpone the trip until you were able to come along, said you had things that you needed to do as prep for your final year, but apparently they lied to me…” B/N says sadly, shuffling his feet.

“I never blamed you, I’ve never had any bad feelings towards you, I’ve been good! you don’t need to worry about me…I well, I’m not sure where to start but um…I’m going to be getting married soon, and my fiancé’s parents were the ones that had taken me in while you guys were away, they’re wonderful people! All three of them have done so much for me” you explained, happy to be sharing this information with your brother.

“W-What?! You’re getting married?! To who? When?! I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone! Last I heard you had that one boy that was stalking and harassing you, speaking of which…Has he left you alone? Hopefully this new guy beat some sense into that creep” he chuckles at the thought and you momentarily freeze up.

“Please just leave me alone, we’re over, I can’t handle you acting like this”

“Y/N!”

The shout snaps you out of the hazy memory that had seemingly resurfaced. 

“I take it you know this guy that’s walking over here? He’s uh..well he’s looking at me like he wants me dead..” your brother mumbles taking a cautious step backwards.

Before you can explain, a very pissed off Katsuki is beside you.

Thinking it best to be the first to speak, you quickly wrap your arms around the angry blonde, kissing his cheek before introducing him “Y/bn this is Katsuki Bakugou my fiancé, and Katsuki this is y/bn my younger brother…He came all this way just to see me on such a special day” you can feel your lover’s anger slightly dissipate as you complete the introduction.

The two men shake hands, each of them nodding at one another.

“Y/n just told me that it was you and your parents that took her in last summer, thank you for looking after my sister, she’s suffered so much at the hands of our parents, I’m happy that she’s found someone to cherish her like she should have been all this time…Thank you for saving her, my words alone can’t possibly convey my appreciation for the generosity of you and your family” y/bn bows to Bakugou and it definitely catches him off guard.

“You uh…you don’t need to do all that…” Katsuki stutters, a blush tinting his cheeks and he clears his throat before continuing “Y/n is my girl, I’d have brought her home with me sooner if I knew how shitty your parents were being to her…you don’t need to worry I’d never let anything happen to her”.

Now with Katsuki present, the joyous sibling reunion seemed to have come to an end. “Let me give you my new number so you can get ahold of me” you suggest, holding your hand out towards your brother. 

“Yeah, that way you don’t have an excuse to not invite me to your wedding! Ah congratulations by the way” he laughs awkwardly as he hands over his phone. Your busy updating your contact information, so you don’t see the flash of anger that crosses Katsuki’s face but your brother certainly does.

Why would he be upset about her giving me her phone number?

Y/bn doesn’t have time to contemplate this as you quickly hand the device back to him.

Before either of you can say anything else, Mitsuki’s loud voice calls out to you;

“Katsuki! Y/n! Come on we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation, the rest of the family is already there!”.

You give your brother an apologetic look and he’s quick to wave you off, “Don’t worry about it, we’ll catch up some other time…Go have fun, this is a big accomplishment for you”.

Katsuki gives him a nod, which your brother returns and before your lover can drag you away, you immediately give your brother another big hug. The two of you sway side to side and share a laugh as you would have when you were children. When you pull away your eyes are shining with tears.

“Sis…Please don’t cry” your brother mumbles sadly. “M’not Gonna cry, It’s just really good to see you again..missed you a lot” you say between sniffles.

“We can meet up as soon as you have some free time, alright? We’ll do something fun! Like old times”

He gives you the boyish smile he always used to before going in for another hug.

Katsuki fought really hard with himself to keep the expression on his face calm because inside he was LIVID. This asshole just shows up after being absent from your life this entire time, and you fall all over yourself. He may be your brother but Katsuki is your devoted lover who’s been here for you the entire time your family hasn’t. No, you weren’t going to be seeing him to “catch up”, you don’t need a link to your parents around. You’ll just end up going back to them, and that can’t happen. When you finally turn to walk away from your brother, Katsuki grips your hand tighter than usual as he practically drags you over to where his parents stood waiting. “Was that your brother y/n?” Masaru asks, you’d told him plenty about your younger sibling during the evenings spent talking out on the back patio with him. You happily nod before explaining how the younger boy had come to see you. 

Katsuki keeps the chip on his shoulder for the rest of the night out with his family. It wasn’t until the two of you enter your apartment together that he finally loses the grimace on his face.

“So….Is this the official start of our new life together?” you giggle, the excitement of today has yet to dwindle down just yet, and your giddy mood has you throwing your arms around your lover’s neck.

“Nah that happened when I made you mine, Jump” Katsuki grumbles as you hop up and wrap your legs around him. Without missing a beat he begins carrying you through the apartment.

“Well why don’t we re-create that time then?” You suggested once reaching your bedroom.

“Nah” Katsuki says before tossing you onto the plush mattress.

“But why-“

You don’t finish your question, because suddenly he’s looming over you, looking oh so menacing but incredibly sexy.

“Why complicate things? We’ll bring today’s celebration to an end by me Fucking you so good all you’ll be able to say is my name”.

The feeling of his hands slipping beneath your dress and indiscriminately squeezing your flesh makes you whimper.

He’s taking his time to get you flustered, massaging the inside of your thighs, dragging his calloused fingers across your hips.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with you…just the two of us from now on…love you so Fuckin’ much princess, M’gonna be so good to you baby, worship you like the goddess you are” Katsuki knows he’s rambling, but it was just so hard not to with how irresistible you looked beneath him. 

The level of devotion Katsuki has for you will always be nothing short of confounding. How could someone as incredible as him be so in love with one as damaged as you?

“I want to cherish you for the rest of my life, like a most prized possession”

For the first time in your life,

You’d truly been able to fool yourself

into believing that Happiness

Was not only attainable

But also finally within your grasp

Fin

[barbiegirldream]

also upset Horikoshi was too pussy to include a Dabi Hawks situationship purely because of the fact that Hawks was the only person that ever kinda got closer to Endeavor and that he had no idea Dabi was secretly his missing dead son. we got robbed of the ultimate why were you on a dinner date with my dad Hawks, Hawks did you fuck my son combo

RIGHT ! like Endeavor won't talk to any heroes notorious loner. Hawks pisses him off gets a dinner date out of him and then sets Endeavor up with the nomu kind of helps out in the fight and is having a very funny threaten Dabi but not too much moment while Endeavor is like hmmm I should probably look out for Hawks now and maybe also trust him more than any other person in the world. And Dabi is like before this goes public I should leave Hawks wingless and tell him I'm Endeavor's kid. And that is their last interaction. Before Hawks hijacks Endeavor to go awol with Midoryia and Endeavor doesn't even fight Dabi in order to fight alongside Hawks instead. Something anything has to be addressed here like it's insane

[genneey47]

Imagine one of the healer Izuku bkdk au’s where Izuku went abroad to get his healer’s licenses or something. And then becomes RG’s inter or something.

It’s just that Bakugou gets strangely happy and everyone takes notice. This does not mean that he stops being a dick. He’s just less of one. And Kirishima swears, swears, that Bakugou even laughed at one of his jokes while studying in his dorm.

No one could figure out why Bakugou was this happy. And they certainly didn’t ask. Kaminari would joke when Bakugou was out of ear shot that the stick in his ass finally came out.

And everyone noticed when he was suddenly needing to see the nurse everyday. Even when he barley got hit at all during training, he still asked to see the nurse. He would offer to walk everyone down the the nurses office. Need a note taken down there, Bakugou is volunteering. It even got to the point where Present Mic would just give him the notes without asking anyone else.

Of course, people would joke and say that Bakugou had a crush on Midoryia, the intern. And almost everyone in class did. Midoryia looked pretty muscular with it still looking very natural and lean. His bright, big green eyes that were very comforting and his fluffy green hair that was always unruly. But no one went after him because of Bakugou’s very obvious claim over the future nurse. It wasn’t until Midoryia joined them for training that they finally got answers.

“So Midoryia,” Ashido bounced over to the nurse. “When did you move here?”

“About two months ago.” Midoryia answered. About two months ago was when Bakugou started being less of a prick.

“Interesting.” Ashido smirked. She looked to where Bakugou was standing on the other side of Midoryia but further away. Definitely listening in, but not part of the conversation. “Are you dating anyone?”

Bakugou not so subtly glanced over at them. Midoryia let out a small, breathy laugh. “Yes, I am.”

Kaminari slung his arm around Bakugou’s shoulders and sucked in a breath. “Sorry to hear that, Bakugou. I know that must be hard to hear.”

Ashido looked over to watch Bakugou’s reaction. She knew way before everyone that Bakugou liked Midoryia. You would have to be an idiot not to see that. But the weird thing is, is that Bakugou didn’t even look upset. Barley even flinched when he heard that Midoryia was taken. “Is it serious?”

Midoryia nodded. “Yes, we’ve been dating long distance for two years but have been friends since before we were born.”

Ashido felt conflicted. Of course Midoryia was too cute not to be happy for him, but Bakugou was her friend first. “How sweet.”

Midoryia furrowed his brows before following Ashido’s gaze. When he saw Bakugou he almost started laughing. “I would say so. He’s definitely something else. Training to be a pro hero.”

“Aww, so you’re going to be a cute medic/hero couple.” Ashido was finding it harder and harder not to stay stoic as she listened to Midoryia’s relationship. He was rambling on and on between healing students.

When Bakugou came back from his fight when some cuts from Todoroki’s ice and couple of bruises Midoryia just shook his head. “What did I tell you about starting with a right hook?”

“It’s predictable.” They said in sync. Bakugou slightly laughed while Midoryia checked the cuts before using his quirk. Everyone that wasn’t fighting or passed out was watching the interaction.

“What am I going to do without you, Izu?” Bakugou asked, rubbing his wrist while standing up.

Midoryia faced him, looking up at the explosive boy. “One of these I’m not gonna heal you, Kacchan. Then what are you going to do?”

Bakugou towered over the healer. “Beg for your forgiveness?”

“Kacchan??” The class asked.

Haha, sorry this is kinda bad. Just wanted to do a cute little one shot thing. It was gonna be a little blurs thing but I couldn’t say what I wanted to say without writing it and then it turned into a reveal thing so?? Idk enjoy ig