I Was Just Thinking About…Bunny!Izuku (🌸❤️‍🔥)

This is so real, I just decided not to go to sleep until 6:30 am this morning :P

I gotta put me first

⋆˙⟡ Nightmares. Teacher!Izuku Midoriya x Gn!Reader ⟡⋆˙

Warnings; spoilers, smoking mentions, swearing, death.

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“Sensei!”

“Deku!!”

“Help!!”

“Help us! Please!!”

“Deku! Deku sensei! Help!”

“Deku!!”

!

Izuku bolted up right in bed, panting heavily, his stomach churning. His heart was pounding in his chest like a drum.

He was shaking, his hands trembling as he looked down at the scars wrapped around his fingers, palm, and wrist, a reminder of the hell he’d put his body through.

Izuku’s eyes then landed on the gold ring on his left ring finger. A band identical to yours. He looked over at your sleeping face, frowning as he reached over and ran his fingers through your hair.

How could he protect you if he couldn’t even protect himself?

His nightmare was reoccurring, occasionally he’d be thrust into a burning UA campus, looking around as villains raided the campus, just like back at the USJ.

Izuku would watch as his coworkers and students were mercilessly slaughtered, all callinf out for him to do something, to be a hero.

But he couldn’t.

He was powerless now.

He shook his head and sighed, peeling himself from the warm sheets next to you, to get up and walk over to his jacket that was hanging on his desk chair. He grabbed out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter before walking to the balcony of your shared apartment.

He walked out onto the balcony, trying to be as quietly as possible, leaving the door open for the breeze.

Izuku took a cigarette from the pack and grabbed his lighter, cupping his hand around the end, and lighting it.

He took a few little puffs from it, before taking a proper drag.

It was gross. He felt gross smoking. But he saw Aizawa do it, and the older man said it worked to relieve stress, Izuku tried it, and got hooked.

Izuku let out a slow breath, looking out over the city. What was he gonna do if his students were put in danger? He couldn’t stop a villain without a quirk..

Guilt and anxiety swirled in his chest, before he felt warm arms wrap around him from behind.

He leaned back against you, feeling you gently place your face in his hair.

You would have reprimanded him for smoking, worried about your sweet husband..but in that moment, Izuku didn’t need a lecture, he needed someone there for him.

Neither of you said anything, not like anything even needed to be said anyway.

You simply held him and allowed the scent of his cigarette to slowly drift around the two of you as the city below sparkled with life.

Izuku didn’t know if the nightmares were going to get better, but when he felt you gently kiss his cheek, he knew that you’d be there to support him, like you were now.

Mentions; @candiiee @cvnt4him @anzs-stuff

⋆˙⟡Cigarette. Pro Hero!Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Detective!Reader⟡⋆˙

Warnings; mentions of violence, smoking, swearing, death, arguing.

I’m just feeling creative today ig! Anyways, here we go! .~•*

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You’d been driving around in your black car, dressed in your black blazer with your white button up and tie. Your radio had been very quiet recently, and with the new number one hero, it wasn’t surprising.

Your stoic expression remained that way, even with the peace that settled over your area, your features stayed stern.

You were enjoying the quiet, and the sunset. You glanced out your window, your mind racing with several thoughts as you did so.

Your moment was cut short, however, when your radio went off.

“Lieutenant L/n, there’s been a homicide. Can you meet on 32’nd street ‘n Ridge? Pro hero Deku called it in.”

A sigh left you as you grabbed your radio, responding with your firm and tired voice “I’ll be there. I’m in the area” you sighed as you put your radio on its hook on your dash.

Annoyance twitched at your eye and you grabbed your pack of cigarettes laying on the center console “of fuckin course he did” you mutterwd as you put a cigarette between your lips and grabbed a lighter, sparking the flame to light your cigarette.

.~•*

It didn’t take long before you pulled up on the scene. Cop cars and pro heros littering the yard with ‘CRIME SCENE’ tape lining the perimeter.

You stepped out of your car with your cigarette between your lips. You took a long drag, savoring the burn of the nicotine against the back of your throat.

Your shoes meet the grass as you walk up to a group of officers and the damn hero himself. Ignoring the bitterness for the mop of green hair and tall physique, you turn to the officers.

“What’s it looking like?” You mutter, placing your pack of cigarettes in the inside pocket of your blazer.

The officer sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. By her distraught appearance. You can tell she’s a rookie. “U-uh..I-it’s a kid..ma’am” she manages to choke out over the nausea in her throat.

Your expression remains the same, but you feel a sickening anger in your stomach. “Right.” You turned to Deku, your expression stoic as you removed your cigarette from your lips. “And you called it in?”

Deku’s expression was tense, a bit distraught, like the officers. “Yeah. I responded to the call from my agency, but by the time I got here, the perpetrator was actively leaving. His quirk let him get away..” he gave a tentative nod to finish his statement, trying not to seem as down as he felt.

You sighed, cigarette smoke leaving your mouth and nose “right. So you didn’t get here fast enough?”

Your comment caught Izuku off guard. His shoulders stiffened and he opened and shut his mouth for a second, before his shoulders slouched and he looked down “No, I didn’t, lieutenant.”

You hadn’t meant to snap at the pro hero, much less the number one, but when there was the death of a minor you were dealing with, it made you more irritable than you already were.

You sighed and turned “alright, whatever. ‘M goin in.”

“Hold on a minute, Y/n” you heard a gruff, familiar voice speak to you. You almost groaned out loud as that chuckle approached “Now’s not the time, chief.” You turned to view the chief of police, Saiko.

Saiko smiled at you, he’d given you a lot of training before you decided on homicide for your field. He was almost a father figure to you. “You haven’t even heard what I have to say, not very different than how you were as a rookie.”

His electric blue eyes rested on you, and you finally turned to look at him. He was a tall, broad shouldered man with deep brown hair and bright blue eyes, worn slightly by time but with an old man’s humor in them.

You sighed and flicked the ashes off of the tip of your cigarette “yeah well, I’ve definitely got the head on my shoulders to warrant such actions” you commented, not really serious.

Saiko chuckled gruffly “Cmon kid. I need you to hear me out on this. Deku here said he saw the perp, you need him.” He said as he placed a hand on Izuku’s shoulder, who’d been standing there awkwardly, very much sensing your animosity towards him.

Your eyes widened ever so slightly “What? You want him to help me?” You asked incredulously, almost dropping your cigarette.

Saiko only nodded, grinning with his scruffy mustache “that’s exactly what I’m saying.”

The three of you stayed in silence before you opened your mouth to protest, however you were quickly shut down by Saiko’s warning look.

You clammed your mouth shut and gritted your teeth together. Great. Now you had to work with the big crybaby of a number one hero. Lucky you.

“Fine.” You mutterwd as you grabbed Izuku by his arm “Cmon Deku.”

Izuku stumbled as the two of you walked into the house. His stomach churned with the smell of blood in the air.

The two of you walked through the house, your cigarette sligjtly masking the smell of blood and stale dust. The house was messy as all hell, clothes, food, furniture, news paper- it was all strewn about like a hurricane had gone through the whole damn house.

Your eyes flitted about the room, and Izuku cleared his throat “s-so uhm..Mrs. L/n, ri-?”

“Ms.” You corrected sharply “and its Lieutenant to you. Or detective.”

Izuku stiffened, correcting his posture as you napped at him. He felt a bead of nervous sweat prick his forehead. He cleared his throat and nodded “Lieutenant L/n” he mumbled.

You sighed and shook you head before turning to walk down a hallway.

This was gonna be hell.

Some weeks later .~•*

It had been roughly a few weeks since you and Deku began working the homicide case Saiko put you two on.

It hadn’t been as bad as you thought. It wasn’t great by any means, but it definitely could have been worse.

You and Izuku often met in quiet diners or ended up in your car, looking over evidence and going over suspects and family of the victim. He was even there for some interrogations, acting as an intimidating figure.

The case was moving along as it should, collecting tips and information and going over everything throughly.

However, what you didn’t know, was how amazing Izuku was with you. You were beautiful. So strong and intelligent with a stoic demeanor that made his heart flip in his chest.

He knew it was stupidly since you had some weird thing against him, but he couldn’t help it! I mean, had you even seen yourself!?

He saw how hard you were working to solve this case. The bags under your eyes giving you away, and it did worry him. How could your mind stay so sharp if you were always so tired?

Today, the two of you were going to spend an entire day together. Izuku’s heart raced at the prospect. He shook his head as he stood in line at the coffee place, his cap on along with his glasses, with his head tucked down so no one recognized him.

Izuku grabbed two coffees, leaving and getting in his car. He places the cups in the cup holders and drove out of the parking lot.

As he drove, he thought. It wasn’t just you that was propelling him every day. He wanted justice for the victim. Izuku had always had a very strong sense of justice for what he thought- no- knew was right.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he thought about the girl whose blood had been shed and he frowned.

The two of you were going to solve this case.

.~•*

Izuku walked into the police station, a small smile on his face as he warmly greeted the officers. “Y/n is in her office” one of the officers called, making Izukus cheeks flush as he smiled “great! Thank you!”

He walked down the hall, before spotting your open door. Izuku lightly knocked and peeped his head in the door. “Hey” he greeted softly.

You looked up, cigarette in one hand and files in the other “Deku.” You greeted with a nod. Your eyes eventually landed on the coffee cups in his hands and you raised a brow.

Izuku looked down at his hands before brightening “oh! I brought you coffee! I hope you like it!” He walked over and placed one of the cups on your desk.

You looked at the coffee with slightly raised brows. He thought of you? You looked up at him before taking the coffee “thank you” you mutterwd before sipping on it.

Izuku waved off your thanks, muttering something under his breath shyly. Internally, his heart was racing. You hadn’t given him any sass or a bad attitude like you usually did! Was this progress?

You glanced up at his face and sighed “Sit”

Maybe a little progress?

Izuku nodded and quickly sat in front of your desk, to which you sighed “not there, how are you gonna read files like that?” You muttered. You gestured to the spot next to you “over here”

Izuku’s eyes widened and he felt an embarrassment crawl up his cheeks in the form of a blush. “Oh- right- sorry” he quickly scooted over to you, moving his chair to sit next to yours.

His heart fluttered a bit as your cologne hit his nose. It wasn’t perfume, it was cologne. Musky with a hint of citrus.

You began to talk about some potential suspects, gesturing to different pictures. He nodded along, trying his best to focus, but his eyes did flick over to your lips every once in a while.

You glanced over, your lips parted as you locked eyes with him. Izuku hadn’t realized how much he’d been leaning in until he saw how close your lips were to touching his.

The both of you lingered, before you looked away and he leaned out of your space “sorry! Sorry-“ he quickly stuttered, fully expecting you to snap at him.

You however, sipped your coffee and blushed a little, hiding it from his gaze as you looked away “it’s fine.” You mumbled, feeling a bit docile today.

Huh..

Weird.

.~•*

Later that day, the two of you were driving in your car. You had Izukus window down a bit, and your elbow on the lip of your car door. Your slender fingers on the wheel as you drove.

“I think we’re on the right track. Just like with-“ your speech was cut off by a stomach growling. You looked over to Izuku, who was red in the face.

“Oh- crap-“ he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, and you didn’t know if it was his sheepish rambling he did after his realization, or if you were just in a good mood, but you glanced over at him, not only did you smile a little, but you laughed.

His eyes widened at your chuckle, and his heart pounded in his chest.

He’d never seen you smile before.

Never heard you laugh before.

But he could really get used to that sound.

.~•*

Time seemed to fly by, and day by day, you warmed up to Izuku, even regarding him as ‘Midoriya’ every once in a while. The two of you had grown further in the case as well, and you were so close to solving it. You’d narrowed down the list of suspects to 2 men, and the evidence was wracking up.

You and Izuku had been busting your asses to solve this case, and things were going smoothly despite the setbacks- and there were a few.

Both of you started to spend more time together, grabbing dinner, lunch or coffee more often. You really lightened up to Izuku, and he you. Except, you kept getting this weird pulling feeling when you were around him.

You didn’t understand it, he just looked so different to you know. His sense of justice and determination to solve the homicide on your hands, his curls, his laugh, smile, his boyish cheeks with freckles and dimples..

What was this feeling..?

.~•*

As of now, it was dark, the two of you in your car parked in the parking lot of a closed down gas station. You each had take out in your laps. You were telling some random story from high school, the window open as you smoked lazily with your cigarette.

“Christ- yeah. His name was Danny, and he was a total ass.” You chuckled, a sound Izuku could never get enough of.

He smiled and laughed a bit, some rice stuffed in one of his cheeks “yeah! With what you told me, he sounds like it!” Izuku agreed with a bit of a mouthful.

You gave him a look and snorted before rolling your eyes “Christ, swallow your food.” You glanced at the sauce on his lip and sighed “you’re so messy”

He blushed and quickly wiped his jaw, chuckling after he swallowed his bite of rice. “Ah! Sorry!” He smiled sheepishly. Damn that boyish smile and his stupid cute curls and-

You shook away those thoughts before sighing.

Izuku hummed before smiling softly down at his take out that you bought his mind pacing in his head as he tried to think of what to say. “Thanks for buying dinner, lieutenant-”

“Y/n”

Izuku blinked as he stared at you for a second “e-excuse me?” He mumbled, his brain a bit lost. Were you correcting him?

“Just call me Y/n.” You said calmly, though your hands were clammy. Your eyes glanced over to Izuku. He was red in the face and smiling softly.

“Got it..Y/n” he murmured to you with a gentle tone.

You looked over at him, and he looked over at you.

The streets were silent..

The world seemed to stop as the two of you gazed into each other’s eyes.

Izuku placed his elbow on the center console and leaned in closer. You followed suit, not in control of your actions as you cupped his cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

You and Izuku stayed in that kiss for a moment, his hands coming up to gently cup your cheeks.

As your lips parted, your eyes slowly fluttered open and your hands gently moved down to his neck.

The two of you just sat there, before you looked away from him. “Sorry..I don’t know what came over me” you muttered, to which Izuku shook his head and smiled softly down at you “d-don’t apologize.”

You glanced at him, before the two of you pulled away.

Oh boy..

More months later.~•*

Since the kiss in the car, the two of you had been less professional outside of work. Using first names and being a bit affectionate with your words and actions.

That wasn’t all of the good that had began to come from him..

.~•*

You had been in the courtroom with Izuku and the rest of the prosecution team. It’d been months since the two of you had been paired together for this case, and now you were sitting in the courtroom about to convict the two men who took a life of a teen girl.

You were tense, Izuku noticed. You’d been so worried about gathering the evidence, organizing everything perfectly to lock them up for life with no possibility of parole. You’d been smoking so much more recently.

He gently placed his hand on your bouncing knee, making you look at him and his soft smile.

You sighed softly and looked up as the judge and jury came back to the room.

The judge sat down and let out a sigh. After a bit of talk, he cut to the chase.

“For the murder of Sakiea Kento, the two of you will be serving each a life sentence, along with 37 years for destruction with evidence, with no possibility of parole.”

A weight lifted off of your chest and you smiled softly, clapping with everyone else in the courtroom.

Izuku smiled and gently gripped your knee “you did it.” He whispered over to you.

You simply chucjled and shook your head, standing with the rest of the crowd and Izuku. “We did it” you corrected.

He smiled softly, his chest swelling with affection and relief.

They brought justice to the victim.

.~•*

The police station was holding a party to celebrate the long case coming to an end. Izuku however, couldn’t find you anywhere.

He stepped out onto the roof and hummed softly as he saw you standing there. “Y/n..?”He called out.

You looked over and sighed, fatigue and something else in your eyes “Midoriya. You should be down with the others.” You mumbled.

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly “ditto. So what are you doing up here?” He walked over to you and leaned against the railing next to you.

“Thinking” you replied softly, your hair fluttering gently in the breeze as you spoke. “About the girl…I wish there was more I could do.” You admitted.

Izuku nodded and rubbed his arm “you did everything you could. You couldn’t prevent her from being killed..but you brought her justice..that’s all that matters in the end.”

You glanced over at him with a tired look “she was a child” you muttered, a tear slowly welling in your eye.

Izuku stiffened before cupping your cheek “hey- hey hey hey- don’t cry..” he thumbed away your tears with his calloused fingers, sighing softly.

You let out a shaky breath and looked up at him.

Your eyes told hin everything. He leaned down and softly kissed your lips.

You gently cupped Izukus cheeks and let out a soft sigh into your kiss, a soft hum of pleasure leaving her throat.

Once the two of you broke from you kiss, you smiled. You turned and looked away from his face, before pulling back. “Damn you and your lips.” You muttered.

He smiled as he watched you grab your pack of cigarettes. He put his hand over yours “you should try and quit smoking, you know.”

You glanced down at his hand, then at the cigarettes. A warm feeling rose in your chest as you sighed and smiled.

“Yeah..you’re right.”

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IM SO DAMN TIRED ITS 12:37 AND IVE BEEN GONE SINCE 7:00 AM AAAA

Ong I loved your Yandere reader x izuku hcs if you could can you PLEASE make on for Kirishima or Shinso OR TAMAKI 🎀🎀💗

Alright, this is SUPER late but that’s okay that’s okay.

Sorry for the late response pookie, here’s Yandere!Reader x Kirishima.

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Yandere!Reader who’s never been one for socializing, opting to stay quiet and observe, a whole where their heart should be.

Yandere!Reader who definitely gets teased during middle school for being so standoffish, getting things thrown at them and receiving harsh comments.

Yandere!Reader who is actively being picked on, when a boy with black hair and red eyes steps in, telling the boys off, said boys get annoyed, muttering about ‘Stupid Kirishima.’

Kirishima…

Yandere!Reader who begins to obsess on this black haired boy, following him from class to class, stealing his things, leaving notes in his locker- borderline full on stalking.

Yandere!Reader who takes pictures of Kirishima’s adorable face, imagining his teeth gently nibbling on their neck and playing with his long, black hair.

Yandere!Reader who overhears Kirishima talk about Crimson Riot, and decides to get him little trinkets and figures, leaving wrapped boxes and little gift bags on his desk and in his locker.

Yandere!Reader who also hears that Kiri wants to go to UA…so what do they do..?

Yandere!Reader who applies to UA, getting into the entrance exam and passing with flying colors, grinning as they spoke with their home room teacher. Kirishima and themselves were the only ones from their school who got into UA.

Yandere!Reader who, once they make it into UA, befriend Kirishima, practicing their sweet and innocent face as they get closer with Kirishima.

Yandere!Reader who love bombs the unsuspecting redhead, flooding him with compliments, getting him hooked on the attention and praise like a drug.

Yandere!Reader, who knows they have Kirishima hooked as soon as they notice his longing gazes and stupid smiles.

Yandere!Reader who isn’t even surprised when they have a love letter on their desk, smirking as they open it and see Kirishima’s handwriting (as if they haven’t memorized it)

Yandere!Reader who meets Kirishima behind the school after classes, smiling sweetly as he confesses, pouring his heart out to them, while they feel on top of the world.

He fell right into their hands.

Unsuspecting fool.

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⋆.˚✮Lex's Valentines Day Writing 2025 Master List.✮˚.⋆

❤️‍🔥 - smut

💋 - spicy

🌸 - fluff

🥀 - angst

🌺 - neutral

Day 1 ⋆ Laughing. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader ⚝ 🌸

Day 2 ⋆ Looking. Shota Aizawa x Art Teacher!Fem!Reader. ⚝ 🌸

Day 3 ⋆ Falling. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader ⚝ 🌸

Day 4 ⋆ Realizing. Shota Aizawa x Art Teacher!Fem!Reader. Pt. 2. ⚝ 🌸

Day 5 ⋆ Wishing. Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader. ⚝ ♡18+♡ ❤️‍🔥🥀

Day 6 ⋆ Crushing. Tenya Iida x Flirty!Fem!Reader ⚝ 🌸

Day 7 ⋆ Secret. Satoro Gojo x Fem!Reader. ⚝ 🌸

Day 8 ⋆ Breathless. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader ⚝ 🌸

Discontinued.

What I’m (hopefully) gonna release today;

Mha headcannons (for quite a few characters, including Mina, Kaminari, Sero, Izu, Shota and Iida)

K. Bakugou x chubby!fem!reader

H. Sero x chubby!fem!reader.

If I don’t release all of those today, then I’ll release whatever I miss tmr, cause those are the fics I’m working on in order, then I’m knocking out all of my reqs bc they’re building up and I feel bad, dw, they’re coming.

Anyways, here’s some stuff to look forward to!

This is so real though

i do not know how to sit ladylike bro

Help bc why the FUCK did I just get a post recommended to me.

It was a fanfic, right? No worries, I’m, believe it or not, into the fanfic thing.

I see Izuku in the tags, along with Aizawa, lgbtq, etc etc.

I scroll back up to the top and tell my WHY.

‘Aizawa x Deku’

‘Abusive’

‘Smut’

…

HELL NO WHAG THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN DEKU X AIZAWA WHT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK.

It’s so fucking nasty. All of it. I don’t care if Izuku is aged up, or his co worker. Aizawa is still 31 when Izuku is 15. FUCKING TWICE HIS AGE.

Hell no hell no hell no.

Maybe I’m just overreacting but I really don’t care because out of all the ships you wanted to write about, you picked that one? Write like, bkdk or some shit.

I’m gonna go pour bleach on my eyes bc literally the first part of the fic is Izuku txting Aizawa and this is- I SHIT you not, what he types

I ALSO READ BITS OF THE FIC, AND THERES IMPLIED PRESENT MIC X IZUKU IM SO DONE.

Idk, maybe I’m just crashing out for no good reason, but this feels like a violation of my human rights.

I’m actually a sucker for this??

Cut the cameras ahh result

which ao3 tag are you?

Just took notice of how you mostly write izuku so here's an idea/request

How about teacher izuku meeting his co-worker (reader) in a bar and they're both just as surprised cause the reader would never think he'd drink. But like he doesn't excessively drinks or something like that,just doing it from time to time. And from there on they kinda just get along really well. You can do whatever with this,make a smau or fanfic or anything really. Nsfw can be included if you're up to it<3

-🐇

I hope you’re the same anon that requested the other asks.

Also. IM TRYING TO GET TO ALL OF THE REQUESTS I PROMISE IVE HAD SUCH BAD WRITERS BLOCK ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY.

Anyways. Here’s Teacher!Izuku x Teacher!Fem!Reader

Smut warning! Minors DNI.

Spoilers for MHA

Masterlist

Here’s a banger for you guys to listen to,

and let’s get into this;

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Izuku sighed softly, staring down at the sweet, golden brown of the whiskey in his glass. He wasn’t usually a drinker, but tonight he just needed to let loose a bit.

His mind had started to wander a bit, and he found himself thinking back to his own high school days, questioning if he was happy with his life or if he was just accepting that this was his life now, whether he liked it or not.

Izuku enjoyed being a teacher, yes, but he always found himself alone- more often than he would’ve liked to admit. He knew it was just the effect of all of his friends getting older and naturally growing apart, but it just..sucked.

He still had Katsuki, the two of them regularly talking and sometimes grabbing lunch. There was also Aizawa and his other coworkers.

There was also-

You sat down next to Izuku, a heavy sigh leaving your lips. Today shr been chaotic with the groups of students you handled. You glanced over, feeling eyes on you.

Your eyes met green ones, and you paused.

“Midoriya?” You asked with wide eyes, surprised to see someone as warm and intelligent as Izuku in the bar of all places- and was that whiskey?

Izuku’s own, slightly drunk expression was shocked, gawking at you “Y/n?? What are you doing here?” It wasn’t like the two of you weren’t supposed to drink or anything, you just didn’t expect to see each other in the bar of all places outside of UA.

You smiled a bit and rested your elbow on the bar, the shock wearing off as you remembered- you were both adults, no reason to get bent outta shape over it. “Came to get a drink, unwind a little” you shrugged.

Izuku nodded and smiled a little, resting his own chin in his palm while swirling the whiskey in his glass. “Same here” he said with a soft laugh, his reflective thoughts from earlier pushed to the back burner of his tipsy mind. “Just wanted to relax after dealing with those troublesome teenagers”

You grinned and chuckled a little, nodding in agreement “ain’t that the truth”. You said before turning to the bar tender, ordering a simple brandy.

Izuku raised a brow at your drink choice, smiling a little. He was a little more loose-lipped, thanks to already being a few drinks in “brandy? You like fruity alcohol?” He asked, smiling a bit.

You smirked a bit and angled your head to the side “so what if I do? Am I not allowed to have different tastes than you, Midoriya?” You asked, your tone light and playful, definitely not exactly professional, since you didn’t have to maintain that boundary now that you were off the clock. You were just two people now, out at the bar.

Izuku laughed a bit and gave you that sweet, boyish smile that made a bit of heat crawl up your collar “that’s not what I’m saying Y/n” he smiled warmly at you, his eyes a bit glassy from the alcohol “also. Izuku’s fine, we’re not at work, so you can just call me Izuku.”

You hummed softly, smiling a little. He wanted to be closer with you. It was obvious by the expression on his face and the way his cheeks turned red as he offered his given name to you.

“Oh, sure thing, Izuku.” You teased, assign that extra emphasis on his name. You got your drink and sipped it, smiling at the dopey grin on his face “someone’s pleased with himself”

Izuku simply laughed at your words, taking a sip of his, almost empty, whiskey. He couldn’t deny your words, he was pleased with the new level of intimacy between the two of you. He'd been wanting to get to know you better, for a while, actually.

You were a bit older than Izuku, and you'd been working at UA for a few years before Izuku had earned a job there, and he admired the way you worked, the way you oriented your classes and how you carried yourself; confident, self-assured, and sexy-

"What can I say?" Izuku asked with a shrug of his shoulders, smiling a little, feeling less stiff and pressured now that you were in a public setting. "I'm allowed to be pleased with myself when I get a bit closer with someone as gorgeous as yourself" He hadn't meant to come off as forward as he did, but he had a few drinks in him.

You blushed a little, preening under the compliment directed at you "Oh? You think I'm gorgeous?" you asked, your tone soft, playful, with flirty undertones and a bit of teasing; it was lighthearted, and the two of you were just messing around.

Izuku blushed and shyly smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. "ah..I..did not mean to say that out loud" he muttered before laughing a little.

You blinked, before cracking a grin, with the way he was acting playful, yet still a bit shy and bashful made your heart race, and you knew you were in for a good night.

And boy were you right.

Several drinks in, and the two of you were ready to leave the bar. You two had been playfully flirting and conversing with huge, stupid smirks on your faces, feeling like giddy teenagers as you grabbed his hand.

You had called a taxi, since you were the more sober one of the two, which wasnt saying much.

Somehow, you and Izuku made it to your apartment, the tension between the two of you growing to a climax. The two of you stumbled into your apartment, Izuku drunkenly babbling to you "Y/n..a-are you...let-letting me s- hic stay? Please let me stay..I w-wan' to be c- hic close..t-to you"

You smiled a bit and chuckled "Y-yeah? you wanna stay?" you taunted, grinning mischievously at your coworker and friend. Izuku took this as you being unconvinced. What he did next would be what set off the two of you for the night;

Izuku grabbed onto your shirt, heavily leaning on you for support with his heavily lidded eyes and tousled hair, his cheeks red and breaths shaky "please..Y/n..i-ill..be such hic a good boy..please..please.."

Your eyes widened and your mouth went dry.

Now. How could you say no to a face that cute, especially when he was asking so politely?

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Your room was filled with the lewd squelching sounds of Izuku's throbbing, aching cock sliding in and out of your gushing cunt, your nude body bouncing on his lap while his gasps and feminine whimpers filled the air "Y/n! Fuck- Please! Mommy- mommy! please!!" he didnt know what he was pleading for, but his eyes were filled with tears, his head thrown back in ecstasy and his eyes rolling back as his cock bullied your cunt around the shape of its fat shaft.

You panted heavily, your hands on his muscular and scarred chest, your brows furrowed and lewd groans slipping passed your lips. "youre doing so good, being such a good boy for me sweetheart" you praised, your voice breathless as you rolled your hips and rode his hardened length.

You had no idea how youd gotten here, one minute you were kissing izuku, stumbling into your bedroom as he whimpered, promising to be a good boy if you took care of him, then the next his dick was the only thing on your mind.

Izuku brought a hand up to cover his eyes, his heavy breaths and whimpers meeting your ears, adding to that fog of alcohol and pleasure. "Please! I wanna cum- please! Please let me cum mommas- Ive been such a good boy-" he gasped out, his voice high and whiny as your tight walls constricted around his dick, making his body jolt and writhe under you.

You felt your own release building, your groans and gasps mixing with his whimpers and moans "Y/n!" Izuku grabbed the sheets, turning his face to the side, burying it in your pillow as tears of pleasure streamed down his bright red cheeks

"Baby- baby imabout to-" you reached down, your fingers finding his sensitive nipples and beginning to pinch and tease them, looking for that final push to tip him off into release.

Izuku's back arched, a cry of pleasure leaving him as he finally felt the tight ball of pleasure explode in his stomach, his cock twitching and shooting out hot ropes of sticky cum, right inside of you.

You panted heavily, removing yourself from on top of him and laying down next to him.

The two of you laid in your bed, before you gently coaxed izuku's tired body into cuddling with yours, your hand finding his hair as he cuddled up to you.

You knew that it probably meant nothing, a simple drunken mistake, and that izuku probably didnt harbor the same passionate feelings youd held for him.

little did you know, Izuku was smiling into your chest, his lashes wet with the tears of ecstasy youd earned from him, and one thought on his mind.

I hope we do this in the morning.

im sosososososososo sorry its taken me so long getting to these asks. i still have 4 left to write for. im SO SORRY- ive been struggling with mental health and other silly stuff, but im trying! so dont worry! i plan on using this week to catch up on asks and stuff, cause next weekend im celebrating my birthday, and the wednesday after next is my bday, so ill probably not be very active next week. or i might, who knows!