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⋆˙⟡ Stargazing. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader ⟡⋆˙

No warnings (except maybe swearing), established relationship, silly shenanigans, wholesome, fluff.

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Ah yes, 3am. A cliche time to be awake. Despite how common the 3am time was for being active, the whole world seemed to be just the opposite. The lights off, no cars on the streets, no sounds from the dorms except for Izuku’s soft music in the background..the world was asleep.

So why wasn’t Izuku? Well..he didn’t know. He’d always been a night owl, but he wasn’t ever up this late. He’d tried to go to bed a few hours ago, but to no avail.

He stared up at the ceiling with a thoughtful gaze. It wasn’t like he was in distress or anything, he was comfortable in bed, totally relaxed, and yet still wide awake. Izuku thought about different things, allowing his busy mind to continue to occupy itself as he stared at the ceiling.

Before an idea came to mind.

He glanced at his phone that was playing his music, wondering if a certain someone was awake.

Izuku bit his lip, he knew better than to break the UA rules, he didn’t want to get in trouble, but the temptation of messaging this special someone was starting to sound better and better as he thought about it more and more.

His tongue circled absentmindedly in his mouth, as if stirring the pros and cons of this decision, once again, over thinking. He smiled a bit before finally just sitting up.

Izuku threw on a jacket, put his phone in his pocket before walking out onto his balcony. Thanks to stealth training, he was pretty quiet on his toes.

With a few jumps and some One For All, he landed on another balcony…your balcony.

He knocked quietly on your sliding glass door, hoping you were awake and he wasn’t waking you up or looking like a fool standing on the balcony of someone who was asleep.

He instantly lit up as you yawned, opening the door “Izuku..? What are you doing here my love?” You asked with a sleepy grin. You had been just about ready to go to bed, dressed in a simple off the shoulder tee and some loose sweats.

Izuku’s heart swooned in his chest at your disheveled state, and he felt a sheepish dmile pull onto his boyish face, his freckled cheeks dimpling and turning a slight hue of pink. “Ah, well, I couldn’t sleep, and I missed my girlfriend” he said with an innocent smile, trying to convince you to go along with whatever he had on his mind, not like it took much convincing to begin with.

You rolled your eyes and smiled “let me grab my phone” you said with a little chuckle. Izuku did this sometimes, he probably had some form of sleeping disorder or something with how late he went to bed and how early he woke up in the mornings, but that was your boyfriend for you.

You put on a jacket, grabbed your phone and headed back out to the balcony, where Izuku smiled at you “you look so pretty, Y/n” he said with a shy smile. Even though you’d been dating for several months, he still got a little flustered when giving you compliments sometimes.

“Why thank you, Izuku, you look rather cute yourself” you smiled as he offered his calloused and scarred hand to you, taking it in your own.

A gasp and a giggle escaped you, as you felt strong arms pick you up, one under your knees and the other under your back. Izuku was incredibly strong, something you loved about him, he could be so rough, but he chose to be gentle with you.

You plant a kiss on his freckled cheek as your hands come up to hold behind his neck, which only draws out more pink from him.

“Are we going to our spot?” You asked. ‘Your spot’ was just a specific tree outside of the dorm building, and a little ways away, in the spring, it had tons of pretty flowers and the Sakura petals bloomed, it was pretty romantic.

Izuku nodded and smiled as he activated his quirk, his hair beginning to flutter gently and sparks of green energy danced around his body in a quick and beautiful display, illuminating his gorgeous emerald eyes.

You blushed and gasped as the two of you took off, Izuku’s strong legs carrying the two of you into the air with a powerful jump. You hid your face in his shoulder, smiling as your powerful boyfriend carried you in his capable arms.

The wind rushed through your hair, the the feeling of falling made you tense, although you knew Izuku wasn’t gonna let anything happen to you, it still made you nervous, free falling like this and your stomach doing flips in your abdomen.

Everything came to a halt as Izuku’s feet landed on the ground, letting you breathe a sigh of relief. “You okay, darling?” He asked, gently placing you down on the ground, a hand lingering on your shoulder to assure himself you were alright.

You nodded and smiled shakily, offering him your best efforts at a not-so-shaken appearance “yeah- I’m okay Izuku, it’s just a little nerve wracking to free fall like that” you explained, a laugh leaving you, and making Izuku smile. He knew what you meant.

“Well, we’re safe and sound on the ground” he assured, taking your hand and pulling you to sit in the grass and flowers with him, then, he quickly pulled you to lay down, smiling like an idiot the whole time while you yelped.

The two of you settled in the grass, smiling and looking up at the stars “the sky is so pretty” you said with a dreamy sigh, wondering what it would be like to dance along with the stars up in the gorgeous hues of deep blue and black swirling in the sky.

Izuku nodded and lolled his head to the side, resting it against yours “isn’t it? It’s almost as pretty as your eyes” he said with a wide grin, looking at you with those boyish dimples and sparkly eyes.

You rolled your eyes and turned your head to face his, pressing your forehesd to his “ugh, you cheesy dork” you teased, giggles escaping you, betraying how much you actually enjoyed his cheesy comments and the sweetheart-ed nature he displayed towards you.

“You love this cheesy dork” he mumbled, a few laughs escaping him as well, before he stuck his tongue out at you “and you’re stuck with him”

You groaned and placed a hand on your forehead “oh no! What a terrible fate! Damned to be stuck with the dreaded Izuku Midoriya! What will I do?” You dramatically wailed, barely containing your giggles

Izuku gasped and placed a mock-offended look on his features “Damned? You wound me, darling” he snickered and looked at the smirk you gave him. “Truth hurts, Izuku-kun” you teased, giving him a playful glare.

Izuku felt his sassy, playful side start to take the reins “hey- you know what, cmere you!” He said as he lunged at you, earning a gasp and a squeal from you.

The two of you wrestled around in the grass and flowers, giggling and throwing playful insults at each other. You pinned Izuku down, smirking at him “I got you!” You said between breaths.

Izuku smiled up at you, his cheeks slightly flushed from the activity and from your position. “Oh yeah?” He taunted with a playful glint in his vibrant green eyes. “Yup! I got y-“

Izuku used his strong legs to buck his hips up, making you bounce and fall back. He took advantage of your position and grabbed your wrists, pinned them down and straddled your hips “Gotcha” he purred teasingly.

You whined and tried to toss him off of you, but he was surprisingly heavy for someone who was so lean looking. “That’s not fair! Your legs are too damn strong from your shoot style!” You complained, pouting up at him

Izuku relaxed his grip on you and smiled “well, I do work pretty hard, you know! Iida actually showed me the proper mechanics to run as quickly and efficiently as possible..” he continued rambling about his training, smiling and speaking with enthusiasm.

You smiled as Izuku muttered on and on. After listening to him for a few more seconds, you grabbed his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss.

Izuku’s eyes widened and he blushed, before melting into the sweet kiss, his eyes closing and his hand coming up to gently stroke your hair.

After breaking the kiss, Izuku smiled sheepishly “sorry, baby” he said with a little giggle. You smiled up at him and sat up, adjusting him into your lap. “It’s okay, you’re just a bit of a talker” you said as you placed a kiss on his cheek, earning a sigh from him and a dreamy smile.

“Now why don’t we relax and do some stargazing, hm?” You asked, watching as he nodded and stood up. “Yeah, let’s” he said as he offered you his hand.

You and Izuku wandered over to the Sakura tree, sitting down and leaning against it, with his head on your shoulder. You angled your head to the side to softly kiss his forehead.

“I love you so much” Izuku murmured softly, the corners of his pink lips turned up into a small smile. “I love you too” you whispered, the two of you relaxing under the stars without a care in the world.

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This is so real though

i do not know how to sit ladylike bro

Just wanted to put this out there.

Izuku, loves chubby girls.

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Entering middle school, Izuku would always be teasingly askwd what his type was, where the assholes in question would say things like “he’s definitely gay.” And “he’s into blind girls cause they’re the only ones who’d date him!”

He always just rolled his eyes at these comments and questions, but as he got a little older, and his hormones started to shift him from a boy to a young man, he started to actually wonder what his type was.

Izuku would often find himself on the internet, scrolling through different modeling sites, looking at the different girls showing off hero merch or other clothing. He knew it was a bit perverted, but he blamed it on his curiosity.

However, none of them ever caught his eye.

It wasn’t that they were ugly, they were gorgeous women, but none of them really set him off.

Fast forward to UA, and our green eyes king is meeting some new people, making friends, busting his ass to become a hero.

About one semester of school in, and Aizawa announces the school’s transfer student program.

Awesome! Another student to add to the amazinf list of quirks and personalities? Izuku can’t wait to meet them!

The day eventually rolls around when this mystery student is supposed to be moving into the dorms; the class had made dinner and set up some fun games to get to know each other. It was going to be fun!

Izuku and the rest of the class had waited, Izuku excitedly rambling to Iida and Uraraka about potential quirks, nationalities and really anything he could think of.

However, when he sees you walking next to Aizawa with a few bags, his heart drops.

You were..gorgeous.

His eyes were instantly drawn to your thick thighs, with no gap between them as they filled out your jeans, the slight pudge of your stomach that made you look so soft and warm, how your arms filled out your sleeves, and your round, baby face with chubby cheeks.

Izuku had no idea what to say as the rest of the students welcomed you to their class. He felt a bit bad for blatantly staring at your plush body, but god-damn he couldn’t help it.

He managed to choke out a greeting after everyone else, making your eyes land on him.

You noticed his eyes stuck on your body, and you smiled a bit, his bright red blush not lost on you.

Fast forward to graduation, you’d gotten pretty close with Izuku.

He was the boy you’d consider your best friend, sweet, affectionate, shy, and everything you could ask for in a friend; you trusted him, and he trusted you.

At the graduation party, Kaminari and Mineta had spiked the drinks there, a cliche thing do to, especially for fresh out of high school graduates.

You had a single cup from the start of the party, but after Mina had a few cups and ended up getting drunk, you decided to stick to water instead.

Poor Izuku on the other hand, was probably a few cups deep himself, and he was wasted.

When you found him, he was drunkenly crying, clinging onto Bakugou and whining about how much he loved you.

When you finally got over your shock, you walked over to Izuku, who lit up when he saw you.

“Baby!” He slurred out as he stumbled over to you, hugging you tightly “h-how is my gorgeous girl?” He mumbled into your neck as his hands rested on the rolls of your back.

You flushed bright red, stammering out some syllables.

Izuku giggled and cupped your cheeks with his calloused and scarred hands “look at your cute face~” he slurred out with a dopey grin, “s-so prettyy..”

You melted into his touch and looked up at him with hooded eyes..damn him and his stupidly adorable features. Damn him.

You don’t even know how you got here, laying in your bed with Izuku on top of you. Your shirt was nowhere to be found, and his hands were traveling your torso so softly and slowly as he pressed little kisses to your soft stomach.

You gently combed your fingers through his hair, watching as he gently kneaded the soft, warm pudge of your stomach, the way he smiled and rested his cheek on your chubby belly making you both vulnerable and incredibly shy feeling.

“Y-you’re so..pretty..” he said as he placed a kiss on one of the stretch marks on your stomach. “These are so c-cool..like..like lightning..”

You laughed a little at his dopey grin, seeing him so enamored with something you’d previously been insecure about, and he was lavishing your body with kisses.

When Izuku eventually did fall asleep, his cheek on your stomach and hands holding your sides, you simply pulled up the blanket over his shoulders and looked up at your ceiling, smiling a little and feeling weirdly appreciated by your drunken best friend.

My point is, Izuku has a thing for chubby girls. He loves the cellulite covering your thighs, your stretch marks over your stomach and thighs and arms, the way your cheeks rounded when you smiled- he couldn’t get enough of your soft body.

Izuku loves you for who you are, but it helps that you happen to be his ideal body type.

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Felt like writing this randomly, I started it yesterday when my mom and I were watching MHA word Heroes’ mission, but finally finished it today. Wanted to write some fluff for all of my fellow chubby girls out there. <3

Sooo…

Lots of people loved my Izuku x Chubby!Fem!reader, and I was wondering. I think I’ll turn them into a series, but I need to know who to do the next one for soooo

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Him :]

@candiiee @cvnt4him @anzs-stuff

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

I gotta put me first

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Foaming at the mouth, barking, gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

Just a quick doodle of them both.

Okay so, I forgot to flip the canvas and didn't noticed until I posted it on twt that it's flipped the other way... so yeah XD

Ps. Still have 1 slot left for Feb. comms!

⋆˙⟡Laughing. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙

⋆.˚✮Valentine’s Day story 1/14✮˚.⋆

Warnings; swearing, Izuku being clumsy, reader hopelessly pining.

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Enjoy darlings .~•*

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You walked out of the dorms on the warm Tuesday morning, the sun was out, and the breeze was slowly and lazily drifting by.

The fresh air felt amazing in your lungs as you leisurely strolled to UA, the campus’s beautiful scenery taking your breath away.

A few of your classmates walked past you, greeting you with warm smiles, or sleepy expressions, to which you reciprocate the greeting with your own greeting.

You enjoy the warm morning sun on your skin, the crisp air and cool breeze, thinking of taking a nice long nap in the grass in the courtyard of the dorms.

You sighed as you made your way to the entrance of the school, kissing the beautiful April weather goodbye.

The halls a bustling with students, the signature gray top with dark green bottoms greeting your eyes in a sea of blurry colors.

Despite how tired you are, you smile.

You were incredibly lucky to be going here.

The school’s courses were incredibly well thought out, the teachers were very thorough in their teachings, and you picked up a lot of new methods for working and designing support course gear.

You mainly worked on class 1B’s things, Hatsume mainly dealt with the more troublesome 1A students, which you certainly weren’t complaining about.

As you’re deep in thought, you walk past a trio, and hear the most melodic and beautiful laufh you’ve ever heard.

Your heart floats in your chest as you hear it, and you whip your head to the side.

The trio consisted of three students, one tall boy with dark blue hair, red eyes and glasses, a girl with a brown bob and brown eyes, with pink cheeks. Then, you lay your eyes on the source of the laughter.

The third member of this trio, had wild green curls that were tousled and free, his freckled cheeks a light pink as he and the girl laughed at something, his eyes crinkling shut and his shoulders trembling as he produced the most sweet and gut wrenching sound you’ve ever heard in your 16 years of existence.

You blushed brightly, and gazed at the boy, probably looking like a creep, but what were you supposed to do? You’d just had the wind knocked out of you by the sweetest laugh, that belonged to the sweetest looking boy you’d ever laid eyes on.

He cracked one of his eyes open, his waterline red with a few little tears threatening to spill from his bright green and warm looking eyes.

God you were a mess. Your stomach aggressively fluttering and your heart pounding against your ribs. Who was this cute boy?

The bell signaling school would be starting, rang sooner than you would have liked. You frowned and sighed, watching as the boy collected himself and his trio walked down the hall, turning out of sight.

Your mind lingered on his laugh, on his sweet pink cheeks and emerald green eyes and those messy curls.

You groaned to yourself. What were you thinking? This was some random boy you saw in the halls, and you were acting all flustered over his laugh.

“Get it together, Y/n” you muttered to yourself as you walked down the hall, sighing heavily. You trudge down to your classroom, slipping in silently and sitting next to Hatsume and Ami.

Ami was the first to notice your flustered state. She smirked and turned around to face you “hey, N/n, what’s got you all red in the face this morning?” She asked.

You looked away and huffed. You didn’t honestly want to explain your little incident in the hall. “It’s nothing, it’s just me being over dramatic, that’s all” you muttered dismissively, only serving to fuel Ami’s curiosity.

Ami’s round, orange, eyes narrowed as you dismissed your pink cheeks and avoidant gaze. She glanced to Hatsume, who had a screwdriver in hand, and a glove in the other. “What do you think, Me? Does she look..i dunno…flustered?”

Hatsume only glanced up for a second, then returned her gaze down to her gadget “she looks fine to me!” She chirped, making Ami’s face drop into a deadpan “you’re an addict.” She grumbled under her breath.

You laughed a little and rolled your eyes “guys, it’s no big deal. I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.” You lied, to which Ami sighed “well, if you say so, but you can tell us anything, you know that N/n?”

You smiled softly, feeling lucky to have friends who genuinely care about you. A warm feeling settled in your chest “yeah, I gotcha” you assured with a nod.

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Finally, your favorite time of the day rolled around…lunch.

Lunch Rush’s food was amazing, and you got to chat with your friends, sometimes even showing off blueprints for the latest projects you’d been working on.

You walked out of the lunch line next to Ami, chatting lightly and chuckling a bit as she cracked a few jokes. As you walked, you heard a familiar sound, one that made you erupt in goosebumps.

You whipped your head around and saw that same boy from earlier that morning, sitting with a new face, a boy with half-and-half hair.

Your heart raced as you gazed at the boy, his laugh wasn’t even that loud, but you could hear it over everything else, the world seeming to hone in on this one freckled boy.

You were so caught up in the boy’s laughter, and in his appearance, you barely even noticed Ami trying to get your attention, until she snapped her fingers in front of your face. “Hello?? Earth to Y/n- are you with us?”

You blushed furiously and looked away, a blush rising to your ears “s-sorry, Wh-what were you saying?” You muttered, stumbling over your words a bit.

Ami huffed and held her tray with one hand, placing her other on her hip “you’re acting weird today, are you sure you’re feeling alright?” She asked with a concerned look on her face, her amber eyes searching yours for any hint of being sick or..something.

You were sick alright, quite sick in fact.

You looked away, averting your gaze from Ami’s “yeah- I’m good Ams, I just-“ you glanced back at the boy for a split second, then away again. Ami turned a second too late, not being able to follow your gaze.

She sighed and shook her head “if you say so..cmon, we need to get to the table before Hatsume blows up the whole cafeteria with her ‘babies’”

You nodded and shot a shy glance to the boy once again, your heart beating a little harder “okay..yeah let’s go”

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Apparently, Hatsume had gotten sick some point during the day, meaning that you and Ami and the rest of your class had the lab to yourselves today.

You sighed as you stared down at the helmet you were working on. You spun your wrench around in your fingers, trying to figure out how to implement a comms system without adding a bulky antenna, or making the device in an inconvenient spot.

You looked up as the door to the lab opened, and there stood a blonde haired boy, who looked rather unhappy to be there, and a red head next to him, who couldn’t look more opposite than he did.

“Hello!” The redhead greeted, flashing a sharp, toothy grin. You smiled and pulled from your desk “oh, hey guys. Can I help you two with something?”

The blonde scoffed, his shoulders slouched and his hands in his pockets “where’s the pink one?” He asked with an unimpressed look.

You blinked and chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck. “Uhm..Hatsume is sick..today..but I can definitely help with whatever you’re needing”

The blonde grunted and rolled his eyes, earning a hand on his shoulder from the redhead “ah! It’s not a big deal. I just wanted some help with my costume” he held up his suitcase with his number on it, and you smiled.

“Sure, what did you need?” You asked, taking the case from him and putting it on your desk, opening it.

The redhead smiled “well, I need to make my shoulder pads more heavy, but I don’t want them to put a strain on my body where it’ll do damage or anything like that.” He explained as he pulled out two dark, rusty red, cog looking shoulder pads.

You frowned as you looked at them, taking one and turning it over in your hands. The material was light. You tapped on it with you nail and hummed a bit “well, concidering these are plastic, it’s going to be significantly harder to make these heavier. However, I can cast and remake you different ones out of metal, if you’re alright with that?”

The redhead smiled and looked down at you “oh! Yeah that sounds awesome! As long as I can increase the weight I’m okay with whatever” he nodded and placed his hands on his hips.

You smiled “perfect. Well, I’ll try to have them back to you as soon as possible. Who’s this belong to?” You asked, grabbing some label stickers and putting it on his case, grabbing a marker.

“Kirishima Ejirou” he chirped, his tone light and cheerful. The boy next to him rolled his eyes, seemingly unamused with his happy demeanor.

And just like that, a whole world was opened to you.

Kirishima turned out to be a really nice guy, a little impatient, but in an excited kid way.

He was so incredibly sweet, and you were fast friends. His warm demeanor and friendly smile were something you got used to as he visited every day to check on his shoulder pads.

Meanwhile, the boy you deemed your ‘hallway crush’, continued to be just that..a hallway crush.

His laugh, that smile, the way his cheeks dimpled when he grinned, how the freckles littered his skin, his wild curls, the way his green eyes caught the light..

About a week later, you mentioned this boy in passing, to which Kirishima brightened and smiled “oh! You mean Midoriya?”

You paused and looked over at him “Midoriya?”you repeated dumbly, to which Kirishima chuckled a bit, his hearty laugh warming your atmosphere.

“Well, you said green hair, and the only guy I know who has green hair is Midoriya. He’s kinda short with curly hair? Freckles?” Kirishima described and you felt your heard pound in your chest. You dropped the screwdriver you were holding and gaped.

“You’re classmates with my hallway crush!?” You squealed, shaking the boy by his shoulders.

Kirishima laughed and put his hands over yours “yes- yes! Apparently!” He laughed, allowing you to shake him with the shocked look on your face. “Do you want me to give you his number?”

Your face turned more red than Kiri’s hair, and you sputtered. On one hand, the idea of having his number- of getting that form of communication that you’d been dreaming about, sounded amazing. On the other hand, you were terrified.

“I-I dunno Kiri” you rubbed the back of your neck and looked down shyly “is he nice? I don’t really know him but I’ve only ever seen him smiling or flustered.”

Kirishima smiled warmly and nodded, leaning against your work bench “oh Midoriya? Yeah, the dude is a total sweetheart. He’s nerdy, nice, conciderate and super selfless. He’s also childhood friends with my boyfriend, Bakugou.”

You hummed and fiddled with your fingers “should I try and talk to him next time I see him?” You asked, the idea alone making your stomach twist with anxiety and your hands grow sweaty.

Kirishima perked up and grinned “yeah! Don’t worry, midoriya is totally shy and probably has no experience when it comes to girls, so you don’t need to worry about high standards or anything.”

His words assured you a little but you were still nervous.

Although..the thought of talking to him did make you excited.

A few days passed since that interaction with Kirishima, and you had been looking for your hallway crush. Aka Midoriya.

You walked through the halls, passing the 1A classroom a few times, and finally, you found him.

Your heart fluttered wildly and you almost stumbled over your own two feet as you saw the boy walking with his nose buried in a notebook.

You sucked in a breath, mustered all of your courage and walked up to him “h-hey..Midoriya!”

The boy pulled his face from his book and turned around. He gave a confused smile “oh! Hi, uhm..do I know you?” He asked, fiddling with some of his curls.

You almost passed away. His voice was so easy to listen to, and you could easily let him chat your ear off for hours.

“N-no, I’m actually in the support course” you said, rubbing the back of your neck with a small smile.

Midoriya perked up and smiled “oh! Support course? That’s awesome! Thank you for all the work you do for us” he said warmly, fiddling with the cover of his notebook.

You blushed brightly and fiddled with your tie “oh- I-it’s not a big deal, we just do what we can” you waved off his thanks, feeling a bit shy.

“Oh- a-anyways, I just..wanted to say that you look nice t-today” you said with a shaky smile. Your words made Izuku’s cheeks flush bright red as he suddenly began mentally running over his appearance.

“I-I look nice-? O-oh! Oh! Thank-thank you s-so much! Y-you look very pretty- I mean- beautiful! I mean uh..” Izuku fumbled over his words, suddenly feeling rather bashful and a bit shy.

You blushed and you swore this boy had just taken your heart from you right then and there. You laughed a bit and shyly fiddled with your skirt “uhm..I was wondering if I could maybe get your number?” You asked softly

Izuku’s cheeks, somehow, turned even redder. He blinked as he processed your words before he stiffened “yes!” He said a little too loudly, making you laugh a bit.

He handed you his phone with shaky hands “I’m Y/n, Y/n L/n, it’s nice to meet you, Midoriya” you said as you typed in your number and sent your phone a text from his.

“O-oh! You’re the girl Kirishima mentioned, awesome! It’s n-nice to meet you, L/n” Midoriya said as he accepted his phone back from you, his cheeks still red as he tried to maintain his composure.

You smiled and nodded “yeah, that’s me, but please, Y/n is just fine” you assured.

Izuku’s cheeks flushed bright red and he looked away with a shy grin “alright..u-uh..Y-Y/n it is then”

You two stood there awkwardly for a moment, before you spoke up “uhm..I-is it too forward to offer to walk you to your next class?” You asked, to which Izuku blinked before shaking his head quickly “n-no! That- that sounds awesome..a-actually”

You smiled and rubbed the back of your neck “a-alright, Wh-where to?” You asked, barely finding your voice, your hands fidgety and your cheeks bright red.

“I-i have hero ethics next, I-it’s this way” Izuku said as he gestured down the hall, a small smile on his lips and a pleasant blush on his freckled cheeks.

You smiled as the two of you walked together, the small talk came easy and you just knew when you heard him laughing, that you were done for.

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Here’s the first prompt for the Valentine’s Day writing challenge! I’m pretty happy with how this came out, and if you want any characters from MHA, JJK, AOT or Demon Slayer, you can either send me an ask or comment. Have an amazing day, lovelies .•~* 💚

LOOOK AT OUR BOY. He’s so precious I wanna squeeze him djanksn