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curiosity question honestly, what kind of fandoms are you most into right now?
Honestly Im all over the place in terms of what fandoms im in- it flip flops all the damn time-
Like, right now im falling back down into the hell of Undertale, but theres fandoms i'll always be in, even if just in the background- one of them being Stranger Things (eddie munchin my beloved)
As far as fandoms im into in general, theres a lot- Stranger things, Voltron, the Arcana(I NEED TO PLAY THAT AGAIN I FUCKING LOVE JULIAN), Undertale, Trigun(both the original and Stampede), JJK, Security breach(i like the two silly daycare attendants so sue me :]), etc.
Theres definitely more than that, but I cant think of them off the top of my head :]
Babe wake up it’s time to ship something that has zero fan content!!
Naruto fandom when they see a time travel and/or fix it au
It's crazy how the film of unicorn wars is literally blood, war, death, a pretty accurate angel (??), and the fandom is "furry sex😍😍😍"
Btw gordi is cute
I wanna get into CoD (Call of Duty) but can't play the games as of rn (no console) someone teach me the lore 🙏🙏 someone yap about CoD to me please it's so cool
Someone feed my developing hyperfixation I need to know MORE
I've played parts of one or two of the games before and know bits and pieces of the story/lore but uh
Someone help 😔
Hey! I’m Thanatos, a guy who likes drawing!
This is my FANART BLOG, meaning I will post art pertaining to my fandoms!
If you want to find some oc art, then follow my other blog @look4starsoc!
I'm always looking for new friends so feel free to shoot me an ask or DM me!
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This will be a fandom blog. Mostly my own OCs, Biker Mice and Ninja Turtles. I’m also going to doing stuff for Marvel, DC, Disney, Voltron and my other fandoms.
You can request short scenarios or headcanons. Just tell what fandom, who and what and i will see if it is possible.
If I see any comments disagreeing with this I'm putting you on a watchlist and calling your mother.
Reposting even more stuff from TT (I'm so behind on these accounts guys)
Does everyone draw n in casual clothes with a pink shirt? Like I feel like atp the whole Fandom has agreed he loves pink haha
People used to comment on web comics.
People used to comment on fanfiction.
People used to comment on fanart.
People used to comment on OCs.
I hate "content" culture.
I hate "consuming content" and scrolling immediately to the next thing.
People used to be excited about the art that other people created.
People used to want to share that excitement with creators.
I hate this future.
has anyone else ever noticed that whenever there's a character with anxiety or something similar they are ALWAYS infantilized by the fandom?
You ever stand there and watch everything fall apart and just think “ah yes, time to return to my roots” and restart an obsession from 10 years ago or are you normal
It is SO relateable...
By the way these wise words belong to https://snbazanina.tumblr.com/
One piece fandom rn:
⋆˙⟡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.
A bit later ✮˚.⋆
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 .•~* 💚
⋆˙⟡Late night hangout. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Stoner!Reader.⟡⋆˙
Warnings; mentions of weed use, cursing and smut (including non-established relationship and virginity loss.) Minors DNI.
All characters in the fic are third years, and at least 18 years old. <3
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Enjoy .~•*
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Izuku’d been laying in bed for who knows how long, his mind refusing to shut off as he tried to rest. It seemed to be no use. He guessed it was anxiety, it made a lot of sense for him.
He sighed and rolled over on his side, hugging his pillow to his chest as a frown settled on his face. He just wanted to go to sleep, or at the very least- have a clear mind.
Izuku closed his eyes gently and was finally beginning to settle a little, when his phone suddenly went off.
He jumped and sat right up, before letting out a breath and grabbing his phone.
“Y/n..?” He mumbled, staring at your contact name, effectively set as ‘Bug.’
Izuku picked up the call, holding his phone to his ear “hey Y/n! What’s goin on?” He asked, curiosity covering up his fatigue and growing anxiety from laying in bed silently.
You took a deep drag from the weed cart you had, letting the smoke out with a lazy smile “Hey Zuku, ‘m kinda high as hell right now” you laughed breathily, coughing a bit afterward.
Izuku sighed and rolled his eyes, smiling “of course you are.” He knew about your little ‘habit.’ He also knew you weren’t the only one in the class who smoked or did marijuana in some form.
You let out a long sigh and closed your eyes, feeling your body spinning “Zu…I wanna cuddle” you whined, your high brain demanding the serotonin from Izuku’s gentle touches and soft caresses.
Izuku blinked and looked at the time. It was 2:24 on a school night, and you wanted to have him over? He blushed at the thought and shook off any impure thoughts.
“You want me to come over..now??” He asked incredulously, to which you nodded (despite the fact he couldn’t see you) and whined “please..? My balcony is already unlocked, so you can just..hop on it..right Bunny?”
He blushed and practically melted at that nickname. Izuku couldn’t deny the little bit of heat that dropped into his stomach at the prospect of hanging out with you after curfew.
He let out a long sigh, before smiling a little
“I’ll be there in five.”
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Just like Izuku had promised, he leapt onto your balcony roughly 5 minutes later, sliding open your glass door and shutting it behind him. “Hey” he greeted with a small smile.
You looked at him, your eyes half lidded and bright red, with a dopey grin on your face “there’s my favorite person”. You mumbled softly.
You were laid on your bed wearing a baggy tee and some loose sweats, the neck of your shirt dipping down and exposing some of your cleavage.
Izuku blushed as you opened your arms to him “cmere Bunny” he was actually so weak for that little term of endearment.
He dumbly walked over, sitting on your bed, before you yanked him down to cuddle with you.
Izuku was stiff for a moment, before he relaxed and smiled softly.
You shifted to lay on top of his form, resting your cheek on his chest as he played with your hair.
“Mm…feels.nice” you mumbled, to which Izuku nodded “it does. Did you know, cuddling is actually really good for your brain? It helps to reduce stress and boost positive emotions in the body.”
18+ beyond this point!.~•*
While he rattled off some random fact, you couldn’t help but focus on the bulge your thigh was pressed against. In your tired and high haze, you were trying to figure out what it was. Did he have his phone in his pocket or something?
Without giving it a second thought, you reached down and grabbed what was pressed into your thigh.
Izuku gasped and tensed, his face flushing red as a feminine whine left his lips “a-ah- Bug? What are you doing..?” He asked, clearly embarrassed about your hand positioning and the sound that left him.
You glanced up at his face before it clicked what you were touching. You grinned and shrugged “dunno, I wanted to know what was pushing into my leg” you said as you slowly dragged your hand up and down the clothed bulge.
Izuku’s eyes closed and rolled back at the touch, another little sound leaving his lips, somewhere between a gasp and a whimper “Y-y/n- oh god-”
He covered his mouth with his hand, shaking sligjtly at how good your hand felt.
His brows furrowed and he cracked an eye open to see you gazing at him with half lidded eyes “Izuku..” you whispered, in awe of his sweet little sounds.
Izuku felt his breaths pick up at your whispered iteration of his name. Her placed a hand over his mouth loosely and whined “Y/n…”
You blushed brightly and applied a little more pressure, but still kept your pace slow and gentle.
Izuku’s head fell back against the pillows as a soft hum of pleasure reverberated from his throat “god..that- that feels good”. He whispered shakily, his voice hoarse and his tone shy.
You smiled softly and sat up off of him. You placed your knees on each side of his hips, pressing your clothed core to his clothed cock.
Izuku’s eyes widened as you adjusted your positions, straddling his hips. “Wait- Y-Y/n- are you sure? Y-you’re high and I don’t- gyah!”
You cut him off with a roll of your hips “so sensitive” you mumbled to yourself. You placed your hands on the bed on either side of Izukus face.
He writhed under you, his brows knitted together as pleasure shot up his spine. Izuku’s voice bent in ways you’d never imagined, his tone whiny and so soft, so embarrassed as he let out a few small whimpers and mewls of pleasure.
You smiled a little as he gripped the sheets, peeling one of his hands away from the black sheets of your bed, and placing it on your hip.
Izuku looked up at you hesitantly, a shy expression in those round doe eyes. “Y/n..are you sure? Is this okay?” The sweet boy was always so worried about others, it made your heart melt in your chest.
You have a nod and leaned down, “‘m sure” you murmured gently.
Izuku just nodded at your words and closed his eyes fighting back a whimper as you gave another deliberate roll of your hips.
A groan left you, it just felt so good. Izuku’s cock was rubbing against you perfectly, it was hard under your weight, and sent shockwaves of white hot pleasure up your stomach and to your brain.
After a bit more of the slow grinding, you shifted off of his lap. You couldn’t take it anymore, you needed more.
Izuku looked down at you and tensed as you grabbed his shorts. You tugged them down, and he froze. You paused your movements and cracked a smile, before laughing.
There, wrapped around his lower body, were a pair of All Might themed boxers.
Izuku’s face dropped into a mortified one, and her covered his face “oh my god- I-I’m so sorry- I had no idea I was wearing these I didn’-“
You shook your head and smiled affectionately “Bunny, it’s okay, really” you waved him off “it’s not a big deal.”
Izuku peeked out from his fingers, feeling humiliated before he let out a sigh “you’re not..weirded out or anything..?”
You shook your head and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his manhood through the fabric of his boxers. You smiled up at him “of course not” you murmured softly “I couldn’t be angry or weirded out with a face that cute”
Your tongue slipped out to gently run across the head of his throbbing cock, feeling the warm precum that dampened his boxers.
Izuku tensed and gasped, blushing and letting his eyes fall half lidded “oh..Y/n..” he mumbled, placing a hand on the back of your head and gently feeling your hair between his calloused digits.
You smirked a bit as you gently tugged down his boxers next. You pulled away to slowly push down your sweats and underwear, exposing your lower half to Izuku’s shy gaze.
He blushed brightly and looked away, his body trembling with excitement, he was really about to do this- and with you of all people.
You smiled as you got back into his lap, cupping one of his cheeks while the other aligned his length at your entrance “Look at me, Izuku” you murmured gently.
He could barely hold your gaze, his body on fire and his doe eyes half lidded as he gazed at you “Y-Y/n..I-I’ve never done this before..” he said shakily. He was nervous about your reaction, but you simply smiled.
You gently tucked his hair behind his ear, “Zuku..I’m not worried about that..I’m gonna take care of you….alright?”
He gave you a nervous look, but seeing the conviction on your expression made him relax. Izuku let out a shaky breath and nodded “yeah..okay..I’ll trust you..”
You hummed approvingly “are you ready, love?” You asked, gingerly running your thumb over his cheek.
Izuku glanced down to his cock, quickly looking away at seeing how close you were to taking his virginity. His face exploded in a red blush, but he nodded “p-please..I’m ready” he said softly.
You smiled and nodded. Excitement and nervousness bubbled inside of you, before you let out a slow breath and carefully lowered yourself onto his aching cock.
His eyes widened and he let out a loud whine, “oh- oh Bug!” Izuku’s face was scrunched up with pleasure, his stomach tight and his fists balling up the sheets under him.
A drawn out moan slipped past your lips, and your eyes rolled back. You could feel every angry vein on Izuku’s length pressing against your insides, your walls tightly constricting around Izuku’s cock.
Izuku was a trembling mess, his bottom lip pinched between his teeth and his muscles taught like tight rubber bands.
You looked at his face and grinned, before rocking your hips. A moan tore itself from you, feeling Izuku’s thick and hard dick slip easily in and out of you.
Izuku writhed beneath you, gasping and panting, babbling mindlessly as you slowly rode his cock, your hips gently rolling and rocking in his lap “that’s it Izuku” you praised, carding your fingers through Izuku’s curly locks of hair.
He let out high pitched whines and whimpers, desperately clutching onto the sheets “Y-Y/n- oh god please don’t stop- ah!” A ragged moan tore from his lips, and he arched his back off of the bed.
“Good boy” you panted out, heavier moans and deep groans leaving you “fuck you feel so good” you muttered against the skin of Izuku’s neck, the added sensation sending stars into his vision.
He shakily reached up to cup your face in his scarred hands “please- please call me that again- please Y/n”
You raised a brow and felt arousal snap through your body. The knot in your stomach tightened and you groaned. You sat up a little more, sending his cock deeper into your aching core “fuck..you’re such a good boy baby” you moaned out.
Izuku gasped and closed his eyes tightly “Y-Y/n- I-I’m about-“ he let out a long and choked moan, the hot coil of pleasure in his stomach finally snapping.
You blushed, feeling hot ropes of cum shoot out of his cock and inside of you. You panted and swallowed, feeling it fill you full. Shakily, you lifted yourself off of his lap and shuddered at the feeling of being hollow, before laying beside him
“Christ..that’s so much..” you mumbled, to which Izuku blushed and looked away “yeah..” he panted bresthlessly “h-hyperspermia..”
You nodded and smiled, feeling sleepy affection wash over you.
“Stay the night..?” You asked sleepily, cuddling up to his side, to which Izuku flipped on his side to hold you face to face.
“Of course..” he mumbled back tiredly.
You yawned and let out a heavy sigh “goodnight Bunny..”
Izuku closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. “Goodnight Buggy..”
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First ever smut I’ve written on tumblr beforeeee..
Low-key stole the hyperspermia idea from @cvnt4him because I EAT their work bruh.
Anyways I’ve had strep or some throat thing going on for the past few days so I’m tired asf lol
⋆˙⟡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.
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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..?
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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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⋆˙⟡Tattoo Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙
Just a quick story cause I have some free time .~•*
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Izuku sighed as he sat at his desk, his eyes dropping as he reread the same passage of his textbook over and over again. He grumbled softly as he put his head down on his book, letting out a breath. Just as his eyes began to close, he heard a knock at his window.
He jumped and whipped around, only to see you standing on the balcony of his dorm. Izuku quickly stood and blinked, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.
Once you offered him your tired grin and a wave, he quickly scrambled over to his balcony door, sliding it open “Y-Y/n?? What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here!”
You simply shrugged and smiled, putting your hands in the pockets of your baggy jacket after adjusting the strap on your shoulder. “came to see my favorite UA student. What’s wrong with that?”
Izuku sighed and glanced at his door, before looking at you with a deadpan “do you know how much trouble I’ll be in it anyone sees a non-UA student on campus? How did you even get past security??”
He didn’t find the situation as funny as you did. You waltzed into his room and sat lazily on his bed “I’ve got my ways” you said vaguely, earning a head shake from Izuku.
“Committing crimes to see me. What’s new?” He mumbled as he walked over and sat next to you. You smiled and wrapped your arm around him. “What? I’ve missed you and I know you’ve missed me too. It’s harder to sneak into your dorm than it is to sneak into your moms apartment”
He let out a huff of air at your words, rolling his eyes and smiling. Izuku leaned into your affectionate touch and closed his eyes. He didn’t want to admit it, but he really did miss you.
“Whatever, still doesn’t warrant you to sneak into the UA campus.” He mumbled, to which you simply shrugged.
You glanced at Izuku and smiled “can’t blame me for wanting to see you.”
Your words made him blush, and he looked away, only for his head to be gently turned back by you caressing his cheek. His heart sped up slightly as he locked eyes with you.
Izukus lips parted as you leaned closer, your breaths mingling with each other. He couldn’t take it- it’d been too long since the two of you had a moment together.
He cupped your cheeks and pulled you closer, gently pressing his chapped lips to yours. Your eyes fluttered shut and you combed your fingers through his hair as your lips danced together.
When you nipped his bottom lip, Izuku gasped and blushed, a little whimper leaving his lips as he gripped onto the sleeves of your jacket, silently begging to deepen this kiss from a regular kiss to a full on make out session.
A bit later .~•*
Your arm was wrapped around Izukus shoulders, while your other hand was in your lap. Izuku glanced at your finger. He raised a brow and grabbed your hand, spreading your fingers apart to see what had caught his eye.
You glanced down and smiled “like it? I did it myself” you held out your hand to show off your tattoo.
Izuku blushed. Commonly, you didn’t run into anyone with tattoos in Japan, since they were often tied to the yakuza, but this one? He couldn’t deny he found it slightly attractive how the rings sat on your fingers, along with the tattoo and your black painted nails.
“I do” was all the boy mumbled, gently tracing over the tattoo. He blushed softly as you chuckled, feeling a bit embarrassed about his obvious attraction to your tattoo.
You smirked a bit. You weren’t allowed to have tattoos, but you were a rule breaker one thing Izuku secretly liked about you and made one anyway. “Glad you like it” you snickered.
Izuku bit his lip and looked at you. He didn’t understand why, but he found himself speaking before he could stop;
“Could you tattoo me?”
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Low key, you and Izuku got small, stick-and-poke tattoos after that, matching ofc.
Is it just me or does this kid from Me and Robocco look like @vivsies art,,,
Like,,, IS THIS NOT THE SAME GUY???
Watch Me and Robocco if you want to finish an anime fast because one episode is 3 minutes. And there's 28 episodes. Yes I watched every episode but we don't have to talk about that. Look at this Vivian kid
I fear he is dripped out
Tried to put off posting on my laggy tab but alas when you can't open your phone after the power button AND the volume button broke, it gets to a point😞
Some of the artists from the Little Witch Academia fandom I’ve been looking up after for years are noticing my works/videos on social media and I have to play it cool while I’m shitting myself, guys how am I supposed to speak casually? I literally cried over your piece of works growing up-
Dear Hetalia Fandom
I am hoping to do my college project on the subculture of the Hetalia Fandom, and I hoping for some personal opinions. Just some simple questions if you can answer them. What do you think the hetalia fandom values within its community members? What are some symbols that mean things to you as a part of this fandom? What are your favorite fan fictions and why? What’s been your experience in the community? When did the 2P! part of the fandom pop up? And finally, have any of you got any options on the common themes throughout APH fan-fiction of immortality, heretical ethics, family, and mental illness?
That last line is hitting me in a very weird way. Sad, nostalgic maybe
Danny with the mindset of an immortal. Who goes to visit Clockwork for a long-weekend and doesn't realize until he comes back that it's been two weeks. Who stops to look at the stars for a moment and before he knows it it's time for school. Who says he's sixteen but if he's honest, he's spent so much time in the Realms, where time is less of a law and more of a suggestion, that he could be twenty, fifty, one hundred.
He still feels young. Even as everyone around him goes old and dies he still feels young.
FUCK YEAH I GOT NIMONA
I made a uquiz because I'm procrastinating on schoolwork!
Let me know what result you get!
just watched Sherlock BBC season 4 episode 1. New CONFRONT character unlocked. JOHN FUCKING WATSON WHEN I CATCH YOU JOHN WHEN I CATCH YOU IT IS ON SIGHT ISTG WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU THAT WOMAN IS A STRANGER AND YOUR WIFE IS AMAZING AND SHERLOCK DID NOTHING WRONG YOU ABSOLUTE CLOD WHY DID THE WRITERS CHUCK HIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT OUT THE WINDOW!? IT IS ON SIGHT STEVEN MOFFAT ON SIGHT MARK GATISS ON SIGHT WHEN I CATCH YOU WHEN I FUCKING CATCH YOU ISTG I CANNOT DO THIS TODAY I CANT I JUS- i need to go to bed.