Ik I’ve Already Requested Before But I’m A Sucker For Specific Stuff… Could You Possibly Do Mha

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Playing truth or dare with your friends has them asking you who you have a crush on not knowing your eyes immediately drifted to deku’s. Having had a crush on him for years it’d be pointless to say it now, especially since he’s so popular. He’s the #1 hero, he could have anyone, why would he want his stupid childhood friend? So instead you drink, your cheeks burning hot because you can feel his eyes on you. Everyone boos and shouts complaints at your silence but you just giggle and say “it’s gonna take a few more shots for me to spill that kind of secret” and certainly a few shots later Izuku had you under him while his cock fucks into your gushing hole from behind while he watches your reactions in the bathroom mirror. He’s got his hand on your jaw so you can keep looking at yourself while he asks you, “who is it hm? Katsuki? Kirishima? Just tell me who you’re thinkin’ about right now” and you’re all teary eyed pussy throbbing from your second orgasm while you whine, “it’s you! It’s you! Always been..love you ‘zuku” and he has to slow his hips down just to make sure he doesn’t bust too quick because he feels the way his balls squeeze at the confession of your love and the way his cock twitches inside of you at the sound of his name falling from your drooling mouth. Ah fuck his heart is squeezing in his chest because the girl of his dreams just said she loved him.

up to interpretation (can be /p or /r). kinda just drew them like how they act in canon so idk

Come to Bed-

Hubby!Izuku x Wifey!Reader

Warning: Nothing but fluff n small kisses

Author Notes: Reader uses glasses.

H/C- Hair Color

H/T- Hair Type

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Rubbing your tired eyes behind your glasses, the long hours of blue light shinning off the laptop was starting to get to you. The words on the screen had slowly started to become more fuzzy and wonky, though the stubborness that pushed through the night still had an ounce of fuel left to finish this last email. But, refilling your empty mug once more couldn'r hurt. Besides, it'll be good to take a small break to stretch your legs.

The teapot waited where you left it the last few times you needed to refill. Just need to reheat the water....

"...Baby...." Strong protective arms gently encircled your frame as a gravel warm voice murmured, his temple pressing against yours tenderly. "Why are you still up?"

Izuku Midorya- your everything. Your rock, your comfort, your muse. With that sunny toothy smile on a dark storm of a day would instantly bring back the sun in your life. However, right now he brought that good intentional yet annoying cloud of worry. You knew this was your exhaustion getting the best of you, though this work was important. Almost too important.

"I still have a few job applications to fill, Zuzu. I'll be done before midnight." You tried to compromise despite your stubbornness, because the moment your guard falls under his touch... the way his large callous yet skilled hands moved along your shoulders, rubbing knots away at the shoulder blades, and gliding along your arms so soothingly....

You jolted back up to snap under his trance. That was too close. He almost had his way.

And he knew that. "Baby... it's already 2 in the morning...." He murmured before pressing a chaste kiss against your lobe. "You already worked your rear off, you know that's something to be proud of. I know I am, bunny."

Izuku Midorya- your number one cheer squad and your voice of reason. He knew it's been hard since you lost your job and he's been there through the ups and downs of this roller coaster. When he comes from patrol or has a day off, he always made sure to bring your favorite dessert along with your favorite drink, and arms ready for snuggles on the couch.

And these arms were trying to ease away the stress that has been fueling you for hours. Your gaze fell over to the glow of the clock at the stove and true to his word it was a little past 2. Has it really been that long? Between the searching, filling out forms, and trips to refill your mug, time seemed to slip on by without a sign. Did you even hear or acknowledge Izuku when he came home?

Izuku recognized the internal battle that swirled in your exhausted mind, the way your body swayed before he held you closer to his chest. Turning off the stove and moving the teapot off the burner, only a small whine struggled to sound from the back of your throat, yet any strength you had before it was snuffed completely out of you. You lost... or maybe this was a win you didn't want to admit.

You did feel a small tingle where your lover pressed another gentle kiss against your cheek before you felt his strong arms curl around in order to pick up. One more chaste kiss pressed against your forehead. How can you possibly fight against the one and only Deku?

Guiding through the dark towards your room, Izuku gently laid you against the awaiting mattress and carefully moved your glasses to the nightstand before slipping under the covers with you. His arms returned back around your torso and a few more small kisses planted along your temple and the crown of your (h/c) (h/t) head.

"You left me waiting, I was starting to get a bit jealous of your laptop." His low hushed voice whispered and you could hear that grin on his face, and gave an airy laugh. Snuggling in close, you breathed in his familiar scent as he mindlessly stroked your back with the back of his fingertips.

"Sorry...." You failed to muffle a yawn.

"Don't be." Izuku whispered. "I know things will work out, just gotta be patient now and see in time. Now, it's time you get a well deserved rest, ok? You deserve it."

How it started and how it's going

(I love Haikyuu so much, Furudate truly brought so much joy into my teenage years and now with this manga. I truly hope he knows he made a lot of people happy with this masterpiece)

Hinata Shoyo would worship you like a goddess.

Every single step you take, every glance, every strand of you hair. Oh you shine so brightly in his eyes. Perfect in every way. Your loyal follower.

Never was there a time you felt unloved by this man. You know he loves you. He makes sure you know he loves you.

Peppering sweet little kisses from the tips of your fingers all the way to your knuckles and wrist. Not missing a single spot. Kissing you all the way until he reaches your lips. By then, he had already cupped your face and locked your lips. The way Shoyo would kiss you didn't feel you needed to get hot and dirty. No no, it was never sexual.

It was the type that would keep your head in the clouds, always in a state of euphoria. Red strings of fate entangling in a wonderful, lovely mess. He would whisper sweet nothings, like undying immortal confession of his love. Honey dripping with every syllable that rolls off his tounge.

Oh, how lucky you are to have a man this lovely. Like a follower praising his goddess.

(A/n: was screaming and dying inside writing this.) All rights reserved.

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