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A little Cutie Aged up Izuku x Fem reader, Something I had in drafts and redid.

Sexual context, cursing, nudity, kissing, All the norm!

"Izuku?" Y/N called out into the dorm. She was looking for him for a multitude of reasons: she was exhausted, she wanted to watch a movie, and she needed cuddles. She was slowly getting irritated. She had checked everywhere in the dorms, and there was not a single sign of her boyfriend anywhere. “Where the hell?”

" the damn nerds out training," Bakugo was taking up the entire length of the couch, a plate of peppers and blue cheese discarded on the floor. She huffed at his nickname for Izuku, rolling her eyes slightly even knowing that the two were far closer than they were.

" Ah Thanks, Kat!" She chuckled softly when he swiped at her hand which ruffled his hair as she walked by.

" have fun," he said waving as she left, With quick steps Y/N was making her way out the living area and to the elevator, saying hi to those she passed… which was quite a few people.

“ Oh Mineta, how are you?" She said seeing the small boy leaving his room.

" AH Y/L/N!?" he quickly grabbed his chest where his heart was, he was terrified of her. "S-sorry, I'm doing good," He said before he quickly darted in the other direction. No perverted comments, hell he refused to look the girl in the eyes… ‘don’t kill me,’ He was whimpering till he was out of her sight ultimately.

" What was that about?" She asked herself. Thankful that he never gooned over her but was still slightly confused as to why. “Meh, little creep probably knows better,” She shrugged before continuing her search.

Mini Skip

" IZUKU" Now that she was outside she started yelling for him. The night was warm and humid, the moister sticking to her skin the second the door opened, even her hair poofing because of it… “ugh, okay Maybe a bath too,” God was she thankful she was a third year… the Apartment-style dorms made her life so much better. A bigger room, a full bath and shower, and even a full balcony…. So much better than when they originally moved into the dorms. ‘Man, did the years fly…’ How long had it been since the war? Since her boyfriend lost his Quirk? Since she figured out she could save it… but at such a heavy cost. She was beginning to get lost in these woods and her thoughts. From the weeks of torture, she endured in exchange for saving him, subconsciously rubbing over the scars that remained. “He’s a hero… so it was worth every second,” and he never knew, only one person knew… the one who helped her through it. “Wonder how she’s doing,” She continued her wondering, avoiding tresses and roots that stuck out the ground.

" BABE! OVER HERE!" She quickly turned her head to find Izuku standing next to skinny All Might. Sweat dripped off his forehead and his arm compressions rolled down to allow his skin some air. He was slightly out of breath, looking like he had just finished a run.

" Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't know you were training training," She had assumed it was just him, not an All Might-driven training. “I would have just waited in the dorm,” Now she was slightly embarrassed for interrupting. “I mean normally I wouldn’t bother you in general but you’ve been gone for 4 hours by now and,” and Now she was rambling, her cheeks pink and her words stumbling.

" No No it's ok, I was just finishing," He said smiling. Lifting his shirt to wipe his sweat, his glory abbs being put on display. The years have done him good… real good.

‘Hehe, those are mine’ She couldn’t help the thoughts, especially when she was about to drag the man into the baths.

" Actually why not spare with Young Midoriya?” All Might's voice pulled her out of her dirty thoughts. “It would be great work for him and you!” He was so enthusiastic about the idea, that she felt bad turning him down but she’d rather not have sore breasts in the morning because she trained in a front clip bra.

" I would love to but I-I'm not exactly properly dressed," Y/N said gesturing to her to get up," The shirt she stole from Izuku was baggy and breathable, and the shorts that were hidden under the fit were also athletic… so All Might was having a hard time trying to find something wrong, Izuku was doing the same. He glanced over her body, not just her outfit. Having seen her in nearly every clothing item in her closet he could tell exactly what the issue was.

" Oh I understand Y/N,” Izuku chuckled softly, ‘Front clip bra,’ He made a mental note that she was in a good kinda mood, “Yeah, defiantly not a good idea to train like that… too many risks,” He knew how easily it was for those type to come unclicked… considering he’s unsnapped it so many times before. “Maybe tomorrow!" Izuku chuckled, moving quickly to gather his items, wanting to get back asap. “Welp, Bye All Might! See ya Tommow!” He was already moving, placing his hand on Y/N’s lower back and gently pushing her toward the dorms.

“Ah, Right!” His sudden hurry confused both Y/N and All Might, “I’ll see you two tomorrow!” He waved softly as they continued walking…. Until Izuku made a quick turn around, running over to whisper something to his mentor.

" She’s not wearing a good bra,” His face was flushed when he spoke, but he felt so guilty leaving without an explanation. “Okay… Bye!” He was gone before the man even had a chance to respond.

All Might stood there for a second … very confused and concerned." How did he?" he mumbled to himself. He only shook his head and started to head towards the dorms, now with a mission to keep from another transfer, " I hope he remembers it's transferred by DNA" He whispered to himself, before taking a quick detour.

Minny Time Skip

"Ahhh That's nice," Izuku sighed as he sunk deeper into the tub. Once back, he wasted no time in running back to his dorm and getting a bath started. He leaned his head back against the wall, arms resting on the side of the porcelain.

" you can say that again," Y/N cuddled closer to her boyfriend's chest, her bare back on perfect display for him, especially with her hair pulled up. She enjoyed the physical contact… and the sacrifice he was willing to boil in her preferred water temperature.

“Hmm,” He moaned softly, moving one of his arms to wrap around his waist, pulling her closer… “Y/N,” using his other hand, he gently took her chin, pulling her head back so he could kiss her lips.

“hehe,” She giggled softly as his hand genlty squeezed her neck while he peppered her lips with kissed.

"Mm Could do this all day," Slow and methodical he moved down her face, leaving open-mouthed kisses down her jaw, stopping periodically to nip at her skin. "So soft," He groaned, now gently trailing the back of her neck.. leaving small bruises in his wake moving his hands back down towards her stomach.

"Zuku," She groaned, his hand continue moving lower,

"yeah I know love, I can read you like an open book," He chuckled, "From the clothes you had… to the look in your eyes," He whispered into her ear. "You needed me yeah? Did I leave my girl unattended for too long?" His tone was breathy… lustful… yet apologetic, as if he realized he had been gone for so long.

"Please… Zuku," She moaned, gripping his wrist tightly as he gently grazed her inner thigh.

"Shh, Shh I know baby," So different from years ago…. from the shy boy to the hulk of a man. "Trust me?"

"Of course… Of course" She could feel him teasing, his fingers just circling,

"Ready?"

"Please,"

"Okay, Oka…"

Knock Knock They both froze… that was the main dorm door…" Young Midoriya are you in there?"

"Fuck…" Izuku whispered, quickly removing his hands and making his way to get out. "it's All Might," he said under his breath. Pushing himself out of the tub, he was careful not to disturb Y/N too much… "babe I'm so sorry," He huffed reaching for a towel. He felt so bad… he was so close to having a perfect night… and now the mood was completely destroyed… he was embarrassed. Leaving her there… unsatisfied… again.

"Zuku, Love you're fine," She giggled at his sad and red face. "We can continue later… it could be important," Now standing herself she gratefully accepted the towel he handed to her, ringing out her hair before wrapping it around her waist. "Not like its that hard to get me back in the mood," Watching as Izuku was already dressed in a pair of boxers and his black sweats tied around his waist.

Knock Knock "Young Midoryia?"

"COMEING!" He looked at her one more time, offering an eye-roll before rushing to open his door, forgetting about a shirt. "Sir? Sorry! I was in the shower!" His hair was still dripping slightly and his face was flushed.

"Right! I apologize for the sudden…" All Might glanced up at a perfect time to see Y/N walking out of the bathroom, dressed in a baggy shirt and sweats…with a towel wrapped around her head. " Y-Young L/N?" He asked looking just behind Izuku, his eyebrow raised the slightest bit… Quickly putting the two and two together… 'A bath…TOGETHER??' Oh was he glad he decided to remind him of the transfer.

" good evening All Might" Y/N greeted with a smile, making her way toward the door,"

" D-did I interrupt something?" he asked looking between the two. Watching as Izukus face only got darker in shade.

" No, no, of course not we were just gonna watch a movie." She replied with a smile. " But if you need to talk to Izu, I'll go grab snacks while you do" She left no time for questions or rejections, as she was already down the hall and into the common room.

" E-everything ok Sir" Izuku was concerned that something had happened or he had done something wrong… especially if All Might was visiting him this late into the evening.

" No everything is fine my boy but I uh I just wanted to make sure that you remember how One For All is transferred?" He cut straight to the chase… no beating around the bush… especially now with the interaction that just occurred.

" Yes Sir, through DNA correct? Is there another way?" He asked with a slight head tilt. His now damp curls moving to frame his face… looking so innocent…

' God why am I doing this' All Might questioned himself. " W-Well I know that you and L/N are very close and dating, I just wanted to make sure that you know," He said making a small hand gesture.

" Oh OH! " Izuku's face lit up like a fire. " I can't transfer it unless I want to tho right?" Now he was concerned… He was racking his brain with old info about transferring… "If I remember the stain incident,"

" Yes yes but…" He hesitated… weighing his words carefully, "Just be careful ok? I'm sure she could handle it but just make sure ok?" His tone was still laced with concern… knowing Y/N did a lot to return his quirk to him… 'Don't give it up'

" Yes Yes of course" Izuku nodded his head, "I promise Sir, I have complete conrtol!" All Might only shook his head, showing his trust in him.

" Kat stop!" They both looked down the hall as Y/N and Bakugo walked down it, Bakugos hand reaching into the bowl of popcorn she carried. "Isn't it passed your bedtime, Old Man!?" She slapped his hand away, to which he responded with his hands up in a surending position, before backing into his dorm door.

"Alright Alright, Just wanted a snack," He huffed, opening his door and flipping her off while closing it.

"Prick," She muttered while sticking her tongue out at the closed door, before turning back to continue down the hall, " Sorry, am I back too soon?" she asked while fixing the bowl.

" No Not at all you two enjoy, see you tomorrow" All Might said as he walked stared down the hall. A soft wave and good night leaving his lips as he went…

"Everything Okay?"

"Y-Yeah!" His face was flushed… not even looking her in the eyes, 'Damn It Izuku… you've been dating for 2 years!' He couldn't… not after All Might basically told him to use protection.

"Zuku?" His sweat dropped at her sweet tone… "Zuku, Please?""

'Nooooo'

Minny time Skip.

Partway through the movie, it was long forgotten… It simply became background sound as Izuku lay on Y/Ns chest, kissing any exposed skin he could. "Mhm, Zuku," She could feel him tugging her shirt lower, the shoulder hang was only getting lower with each tug.

"Y/N," He was desperate… clinging to her for any type of signal… any go-ahead to ravage her…

" Izu please," She whimpered softly, his teeth now nibbling on her collarbone, " I love you," she said genitally running her hands through his hair, pulling him closer by his roots.

" I love you too Y/N" he muttered, moving himself to hover above her… simply admiring her form for a moment.

"Izuku?"

"Yes, yes Baby?"… God did he sound desperate.

" When we get older and become Heroes, can we have kids?" Her question was innocent but yet… it sparked something in him… something… that would definitely go against what All Might just advised him. She could audibly hear him gulp, still staring down at her.

"Y-you want k-kids with me?" he asked with a red face, but his eyes held a different emotion.

" Yes i-is that ok?" She knew his answer… but seeing him like this, she couldn't help but tease a little.

"Y/N I love you so much, we will have as many kids as you want," He spoke, before lowering himself, his body weight trapping her against the bed, "whatever you want… It's yours," He muttered, capturing her lips, hands already trailing up her shirt, squeezing her soft curves as he went. "Anything…"

" Thank you," She was breathless, trying to keep up with his movements, "thank you…"

" Even if I have to give the world to you, I'd do it" He pulled back to look at her eyes, the emerald green almost glowing in the dark… "In a heartbeat… It'd be yours,"

(One of my Favorite I've redone... Its kinda cool to see how much your own work can improve!)

He Wants You to Sit on His Lap (BNHA Headcanons)

*GIFs not mine*

A/N: yall...it’s been a while hasn’t it? I hope you’re all doing well, and maybe this is weird, but I’m really glad you guys are reading and enjoying my stuff💜 I do want to post more, I really do, but right now it seems like all that will come out is headcanons. I don’t know what the future holds!!! BUT--perhaps we shall call the next few weeks… wait for it... headcanon season (dun dun dun). Anyways, enjoy!

Word count: 1288

Kirishima Eijirou:

“YNNNN”

First he draws out your name.

“YNNNNNN please!”

Then it’s the nicknames. 

Pumpkin, sweetcheeks, babygirl, princess.

One time he even says “lover” but after a fierce glare and a not-so verbal tirade, he decided it was best to leave that one for the bedroom.

Once you make it past the first phase of whining and bitching, he moves onto his second, more convincing tactic.

Those goddamn puppy dog eyes

You’d think a manly man like Kirishima would refuse to stoop so low

Oh how wrong you are.

His bottom lip juts out and you can just see the smallest glimpse of his razor sharp fangs looking more pg-rated than ever as he pouts at you. 

And once you look, you can’t go back. Like Medusa, he’ll have you stone-solid, unable to look anywhere else but into those eyes that make guilt pool in the pit of your stomach. 

A little glimmer in his eyes once he knows he has you hooked as your glare falters. 

And then

“...please?”

Damn him. And his muscular thighs under yours. And his immovable arms wrapped around your waist. But most of all…

Damn that fanged smile of victory. 

Kaminari Denki:

Oh yeah. He’s gonna annoy the hell out of you. 

Not so much like Kirishima with the pet names--as he’s certainly been on the receiving end of a vicious punch one too many times

(should have known “sugar tits” wasn’t gonna fly with you)

--but more so with the puppy dog eyes. Quickly, he realizes that is quite ineffective on you--or, perhaps it is just ineffective for him

Either way, as previously mentioned, Kaminari will beg for you to sit on his lap until your ears bleed. 

One time he even short-circuited your headphones when you tried to block him out. A risky move, indeed, but somehow he didn’t manage to fry every one of your brain cells. 

“YN!”

“Hey! Hey! YNNNN!”

“Hey YN, come sit on my lap!”

“Come onnnn, I promise I won’t do anything!”

“Okay, maybe I will, but I promise it won’t be anything you won’t enjoy!”

He was great at annoying you, and, to be honest, it worked most days. However, there are always those few exceptions where he truly just… gets under your skin. 

“No, Denki! Now, let it go!” The words explode from your lips like a popped balloon, and in seconds you know you’ve made a mistake. 

Hindsight, days like these almost always happen during your time of the month (yeah, yeah, TMI, I know), and that of course was part of the reason you were apprehensive about sitting on his lap.

But, shit, even the most heartless of people would give in to those misting eyes. 

He’d go silent, glancing away with a small nod and an “okay” you could barely hear over a pin dropping. 

And your heart climbs up your throat when that easy smile of his doesn’t return in seconds. 

Give in. Always, always give in to a sad Kaminari. 

“YN, you don’t have to-”

“Shut up,” you grumble, wrapping your arms just a bit tighter around his shoulders as you drop your face to his neck. 

He stays silent. But, naturally, that’s just not Kaminari’s style. In seconds, you feel his normal grin return as his hands slither down your back, reaching just to where your body meets his lap. 

“I told you,” he squeezes the muscle, “this was the best position for a butt massage.”

Fuckin’ perv. 

Todoroki Shouto:

Ha

Pfft.

Pft. 

Yeah right

Like you’re strong enough to deny this man that one time in his life he actually asks you to sit on his lap. 

Don’t kid yourself. 

“YN?”

“Hmm?”

There’s a hint of pink on his cheeks as his hands nervously run up and down his thighs. But buried deep, deep in his heterochromic eyes, so deep even you couldn’t see it, there’s a touch of mischief. 

“Can you sit on my-”

Fuck yes.

“Fuck yes.”

In the blink of an eye, you’ve settled yourself into his lap like it was your own personal throne.

(If you had told him those exact words, he would have shown you another one)

His hands, shaking at first, settle on your shoulders, then on your hips, until finally he skittishly sets them palms-down on the cushion of the couch. 

After a minute, he finally acknowledges your look of confusion and shrugs a shoulder. 

“I don’t know what to do with them.”

Good lord.

Glancing at the ceiling for just a second, you take a deep breath for patience before grabbing his hands and wrapping them around your abdomen. 

“Put them here,” you mumble, avoiding his gaze and making a move to spin on his lap and press your back against his chest.

Except--

“Fuck.”

You freeze, not moving an inch (which seemed to be complete irony considering his situation). 

“Don’t move like that.”

Ha

Pfft.

Pft.

He shouldn’t kid himself. 

Of course you were going to move like that. 

And now, you were going to move like that all night long.

Midoriya Izuku:

Not in a million years will this boy ask you to sit on his lap. Even if you told him to ask you, he’d still burn brighter than a tomato before stumbling out an excuse and sprinting away. 

But you knew. 

After a while of being together, you began to see his ticks. His little hints that he wanted you to come closer. 

And then just a little closer. 

And then so close that you were practically (literally) sitting right on top of him. 

Yeah, you knew his ticks. Midoriya is a shy boy, if not a boy who refrains from asking things of others that may or may not cause them to go even slightly out of their way to help him. 

But you knew. 

Interestingly enough, when he wants you to sit on his lap, it’s not anything major. 

First, he licks his lips. Not in an “I wanna taste you” kind of way--more like a “Hey, you got any spare Chapstick?” kind of way.

Then his hands will twitch. And he’ll lean back in his seat and stare at you.

*at your thighs

And finally, his legs will stop bouncing (because, really, when do they ever do that?)

His mouth will open and close repeatedly like a fish, almost like he’s trying to say your name but he’s suddenly forgotten how to speak. 

It’s awkward looking, really, and it certainly did take you a while to learn exactly why the hell he was looking at you so. 

But then--hallelujah--it finally clicked. 

And then you’d rise from your seat, make your way over to him, and plop down into his lap, ruffling his hair and pressing small kisses to the freckles dotting his cheeks. 

“If you wanted me to sit on your lap, you should’ve just said so,” you grin. A small whirl of contentment conjures in your chest when he rubs his hands up and down your sides.

It takes him a minute to summon the words he so desperately wants to say, and as that time passes, he peppers his own kisses along your chin.

Then they come to him.

“Thank you, baby.”