Izuku Midoriya X Reader Fluff - Blog Posts

⋆˙⟡ Bandaid. Aldrea!Izuku Midoriya x Delinquent!Fem!Reader ⟡⋆˙

ᯓ✦ Warnings; swearing, mentions of bullying.

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Izuku stared at his reflection with tired eyes. It had been a while since he had been treated so roughly by his former best friend, Katsuki Bakugou, he actually got punched today.

His cheek was red and already starting to swell, just his luck. Izuku knew he should’ve kept his mouth shut, but when people talked heroes, he couldn’t help himself.

Izuku sighed softly as he leaned over the sink in the boys’ bathrooms, using his fingertips to slowly and gingerly touch his sore cheek. The sharp pain was now a dull throb, sending slow and painful waves through his the right side of his face, and reminding him of how he pissed Katsuki off today.

He wasn’t sure how he was going to hide the dark bruise forming on his face. He had to come up with some excuse, so he didn’t worry his poor mother.

Izuku ran his fingers through his curly mop of hair and bit his lip to stop it from quivering. God was he really this pathetic? Not only could he not stand up for himself- well…not really anyway, but he was a crybaby on top of that. Of course.

After a short cry, and self-pity session in the bathroom, Izuku put his backpack on, and slowly trudged out of the bathroom. Izuku was an expert at keeping his head down, making himself small and invisible.

As he walked, Izuku kept his eyes glued to the tiled floor beneath his feet. He felt..hopeless? Maybe he felt angry, angry at his mom, at the world..who knows.

Izuku felt his face scrunch up as he fought to keep the tears at bay. Please not again. He thought over and over as the hot tears rolled down his cheeks.

He was so caught up in his own head, that he didn’t even notice the few delinquent students of Aldrea walking Izuku’s way down the hall.

He accidentally bumped his shoulder against one of the guys’ shoulder.

Great.

His head snapped up and he looked at the group;

There were 4 of them, 3 guys and a single girl.

“Just what the hell are you doin’ Deku? Bumpin’ into me like you own the place? You want to fuckin’ go right here?” The boy snapped, grabbing Izuku up by his uniform.

Izuku’s teary eyes were as wide as saucers, and he looked like a frightened animal, scared and panicked.

“What the hell is your deal!?” The other student practically shouted in Izuku’s face, a few droplets of his spit landing on Izuku’s freckled cheeks.

Izuku somehow managed to find his voice, choking out a few shaky words through his tears; “N-nothing! I-I’m sorry!” He sounded pathetic, because he knew he was at their mercy.

Meanwhile, you crossed your arms, watching your friend Kenji harass Midoriya over something so minuscule as bumping into him. “Ugh- Kenji, dude, get yourself together. It was an accident.”

Your words made your friend stop and turn to look at you. “Huh? Stay out of this, L/n, it’s none of your damn business.” He hissed, his eyes narrowing as he spoke.

You simply rolled your eyes. You’d tagged along with the…more troublesome group your whole life, and you weren’t exactly afraid of Kenji, a 5’6 boy who sounded more like a girl, than an actual guy.

“You’re gonna make us late to lunch, plus, the nerd’s already crying.” You gestured to Izuku’s face, tears still streaming down his cheeks and flooding his waterline. “So leave him be. He said sorry, move on.”

You didn’t know why you were even bothering to stick up for someone no one in the school particularly liked, but you were just in a good mood today; well..either that, or seeing the frightened look on Izuku’s face made your gut twist in…a weird way.

On Izuku’s end, he was completely shocked. Why was anyone even pushing for him in the first place? He knew you weren’t exactly sticking up for him, but you were still telling off your friend…

Izuku, while dumbfounded, took the opportunity to take in your appearance; to be completely honest, he thought you were pretty, even with a few bruises on your cheek, and a bandaid on your cheekbone. He kinda liked the rough edge your appearance had thanks to that little detail.

His heart swelled as he watched you bicker with the boy holding Izuku’s uniform, until eventually, Kenji’s patience ran out and he released Izuku.

“Fine! Just shut up already!” Kenji shouted irritably, making you roll your eyes and Izuku flinch. The other two students in your group sighed, one of them speaking up. “Can you two go a day without fighting? Please?” The other boy nodded in agreement and ran his fingers through his hair. “Christ, L/n and Kenji can never get along.” He grumbled.

You simply let out a huff of breath, choosing to brush off their comments then defend yourself when you knew they were kinda right. “Whatever, can we just get to lunch? I’m starving dude.” You said as you shoved your hands into your skirt pockets.

“Yeah yeah, whatever, what the girl said.” Agreed Kenji, who still looked a bit disgruntled that you’d pushed so firmly for him to drop Izuku’s accidental bump to the shoulder.

Your friends started to walk off and you weren’t far behind, however, as you did start to walk, you caught Izuku’s wide eyes. His eyes weren’t filled with fear and tears anymore, but instead they looked..awestruck.

A slight tinge of pink rose to your cheeks and you scoffed, rubbing the back of your neck and quickly looking away.

Izuku watched you walk off, his heart racing and his cheek— the once noticeable pain —suddenly didn’t hurt anymore, not that he could be bothered to pay attention to it anyway…he was still a bit too distracted by the face of the girl who’d stuck up for him, and the bandaid on her cheek.

He hoped he’d be able to talk to her again. Izuku slowly moved his gaze to the ground, before a small smile cracked his expression.

He didn’t think he’d be forgetting this experience any time soon.

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Hiiiii!!!! I know I’ve been dead lol, I’ve been kinda busy with some stuff, but I’m back now! This has been sitting in my drafts kinda rotting, so I decided to finally get my ass up and finish writing it. So here it is! I’m thinking about making a part two, but idk tbh.

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

⋆˙⟡ 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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(The middle pic is the body type I imagine Izuku has, but like..teen boy..yk??)

So I just was thinking about something.

We all know that Izuku eats a lot more when he starts training with All Might, right??

Well, I was trying to sleep the other night and I came up with a scenario;

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(Tw; body dysmorphia, insecurity, comments abt weight.)

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Izuku and yourself had made quick friends after you moved schools. Entering Aldrea wasn’t the most pleasant experience, the people weren’t the nicest and the classes weren’t very..exciting. The whole building felt stale with its stagnant color scheme and taunting, long halls.

However, Izuku was a comfort of yours. He was your best friend, and the two of you lacked a lot of boundaries to begin with. So it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when the two of you ended up getting together, holding hands in the hallways and giggling like love sick children.

However, soon, Izuku started training to get into UA, and you supported him with everything, while maintaining your own physical condition and strength.

Thankfully, the two of you still definitely had time together, I mean, you were attached at the hip, how could he not squeeze time into that busy schedule of his to see his best friend and partner??

As Izuku’s workout regimens grew harder and more intense, so did his body’s need for calories and nutrients. It was natural, he was, A. A growing boy going through early stages of puberty, and B. He was busting his ass with the training the number one pro was putting his body through.

He began to eat more, thanks to his sweet mother providing him with bigger portions, and you.

You carried around snacks like protein bars, granola, trail mix and other tasty treats for your sweet and shy boyfriend.

Izuku’s thin form began to fill out, and he wasn’t as bone-y as he used to be, his hips filling out a little more, and his stomach building a little bit of pudge on the front.

His uniform was growing a bit snug against his form, wrapped around him noticeably tighter.

And how were you reacting to Izuku’s softer, yet stronger form?

God it got to you.

The way you stupidly smiled when the two of you would hang out in his room, cuddling after a long day at school, your hand gently rubbing his stomach.

Izuku had always liked your gentle touches to his stomach, the gentle kneading of his abdomen always instantly relaxing him and putting him in a trance-like state. You’d always loved his body, it was the vessel that carried the sweetest boy you’d ever met, and now he was softer, warmer and easier to cuddle.

His sides slightly pushed out more, threatening the waistband of the pants or shorts he wore. Don’t get me wrong, Izuku wasn’t fat- no no no, he was still healthy and lean, he was just a little more filled out;

His cheeks were more round and boyish, his dimples now more obvious when his sweet smile spread on his lips, his back didn’t show his spine anymore, and he had a bit of padding right under his shoulder blades, and his thighs were a little more soft and full than they had been.

While you loved the new softness and cuddliness of his body, Izuku was less than pleased.

He noticed the changes of his appearance after Bakugou had made a comment about not only becoming your boyfriend, but getting in a relationship with the fridge.

God that hurt.

From that point on, Izuku was hyper aware of how his clothes folded around his softer body, he knew he was strong and healthy, but he just didn’t like how fat he felt.

The worst part?

He was terrified about your reaction.

You hadn’t mentioned the weight gain, or even batted an eye at it, and Izuku just hoped that was because you didn’t notice.

He went out of his way to make sure you didn’t see his body. Izuku wasn’t comfortable changing in front of you anymore, he would always (reluctantly) move your hand away, preventing you from giving him the heavenly stomach rubs you loved to give him.

You didn’t really pick up on these changes, until he started wearing baggier clothes, no longer dressing in the clothes he’d worn for the entire duration of your knowing him.

You only picked up on this detail because, for his birthday, you bought him a fitted All Might tee, and he looked..nervous.

It wasn’t like Izuku thought you’d openly comment and criticize his body, but after Katsuki and the other boys at school would tease him for his sudden (subtle) increase in size, he just didn’t want to face the thought of you acknowledging something he was growing more and more insecure about.

Today, you were laying in Izuku’s bed, while he rummaged around in his room. That’s kinda how things went sometimes, Izuku would just do things and you would linger in his space, it’s how you bonded.

You looked up at him from your phone, raising a brow as you watched him look at himself in his whole body mirror that he’d recently purchased.

“Izuku, what are you doing?” You asked, angling your head to the side as you watched him prod and inspect every aspect of his form.

The tension rose in his shoulders, and Izuku felt his heart snap in his chest. Oh god. He wanted so badly to ask you, to find out what you thought- the not knowing your opinion on his insecurity was killing him.

“Uhm..I’m just..looking” he mumbled, his voice hesitant and obviously thoughtful.

You raised a brow at his words. That wasn’t very helpful with answering your question.

“Well I can see that, you dork-“

“Y/n..am I..fat?”

Oh.

Oh no.

Your eyes widened and you looked at him with surprise “Izuku- what are you saying? Of course you’re not fat” you sat up, walking over to your boyfriend and gently cupping his cheeks.

Izuku guiltily looked away, his waterline swelling with tears. He let out a shaky breath and sighed, biting his lip “I-I’m sorry- I just..Kacchan and some of the other guys at school have made comments, and I can’t help but notice how much bigger I am..I have live handles now..”

Your heart shattered into a million pieces as everything slotted into place.

His weird behavior suddenly made sense.

He was feeling insecure.

“Look- I know I’m not as popular or attractive as the other guys at school, and I’m not eve super skinny like I was..I’m just terrified of how you’ll react..” he sniffled and wiped his eye with his wrist, trying to keep himself composed “I don’t want to embarrass you because of my appearance”

Your lips pulled down into a frown and you gently caressed his round cheeks

“Izuku..you’re not disappointing me or embarrassing me or anything like that. You’re my boyfriend. I love you. You’re so damn cute no matter what size you are; thin, thick, it doesn’t matter, you’re still my Izuku and nothing will change that- certainly not the judgment from someone like Bakugou”

You smiled softly as Izuku’s swollen tears began to drip down his freckled cheeks, his bottom lip quivering “you’re..not ashamed of me?” He asked, his voice shaky and unsteady “even with..how I look? And how your friends tease you for dating me? An-“

Izuku was cut off, feeling a soft press of lips against his chapped ones.

He blushed brightly as you pulled back from him, smiling softly “look Izuku; you’re my boyfriend, my partner, my world. I love you. I could never be ashamed of you” you gently ran your thumb over his freckled skin, a gentle touch that made him blush a little harder “I love you and your body, okay? Anyone who gives you shit about it can suck my dick”

Izuku smiled softly, his eyes stinging with tears before he tightly embraced you, feeling a little lighter thanks to your assured words and firm tone. “I love you, Y/n…what did I ever do to deserve you?”

You gently pressed your face to his neck, sighing softly and smiling a little “you didn’t have to do anything. You’re amazing as is, Izuku.”

Despite the lingering uncertainty about his body, Izuku felt so warm and content, a renewed sense of safety building in his chest and making him finally feel at ease for the first time in a while.

He knew, despite everything and anything, you would be by his side. Always.

EEEK I hope you guys enjoy this. I’m such a sucker for MS!Izu. I love him sm he makes me wanna punch a wall. I love him.

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

⋆.˚✮ Valentine’s Day story 8/14 ✮˚.⋆

Warnings; swearing.

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What was a good way to describe how you left Izuku?

Breathless.

You were gorgeous, so so so sweet, and had the most pure heart. You were talented, drawing people in with your passion for what you loved, whether that be music, art, writing, or whatever else you may be interested in, Izuku loved how you were.

He often spaced out in class thinking about you, gazing at your soft hair and gentle eyes. You had no idea just how much this boy admired you. He practiced drawing you in his notebook, each wave of your hair, each curve of your face, everything.

Izuku knew his feelings were silly, he’d never truly felt love before, but he just knew this is what it was. It wasn’t some silly crush- no no no. He’d had a few crushes on a few boys from middle school, but none of them compared to his feelings for you.

Izuku would stay up late on the phone with you,

“You think? Dude, I’ve never even thought about it that way” you mumbled, looking up at the ceiling as your phone laid next to your head. Izuku’s soft laughter came in from the other side “I know right? I’ve gotten that reaction quite a few times, I know it’s nerdy.” You sighed and smiled softly. “Just cause it’s nerdy, doesn’t mean it isn’t invalid.”

going out to the arcades with you;

“Woah! You’re so good at DDR Midoriya!” You gushed with wide eyes, gaping as Izuku’s feet tapped against the colored squares on the DDR pad. “Go Midoriya!” You laughed and cheered, making the boy’s heart race at seeing your smile.

He’d even been vulnerable with you.

Izuku looked up at the stars, curfew long passed and most of the dorm asleep. You padded out and looked over at him “can’t sleep?” You asked softly. Izuku sighed and ran a hand through his messy curls. “You could say that” he said softly. You could sense the tension in the air, so you being the considerate and kind person you were, you gently wrapped him in a hug, which he reciprocated. Izuku let out a soft sigh and felt a few silent tears slide down his cheeks. “Thank you..” he whispered quietly.

The point was, Izuku was attached, his heart clinging to your smile, your laugh, your skills and your friendship with him.

You were so..amazing.

Izuku felt like he was leagues behind you, like he had to over-compensate, and that he did.

The boys were sparring out in the grass, the sky was dark and cloudy, the air cool against their hot skin.

Izuku looked up at the clouds and frowned. He didn’t want to get sick if it started to rain, and the thunder rumbling in the background didn’t seem to ease his worries.

You sat on the steps with Tsu and Uraraka, watching as the boys wrestled, cheering for them.

Izuku smiled sweetly as he saw you, however, he felt a drop of rain hit his skin, then another, then a third, until it was pouring. He shuddered as the cool water fell onto his skin.

“Guys! We should go in! We could get sick!” Izuku called to the boys, who were now slipping on the growingly wet ground.

Kaminari laughed, Bakugou groaning in disdain as the rain pelted him “fuck off Deku. I’m not letting some shitty rain stop me from kicking dunce face’s ass! Don’t be a pussy!”

Izuku blushed embarrassedly and looked over to you, who looked unimpressed with Bakugous words. He didn’t want to stay out in the rain, but with none of the other boys- not even Bakugou -going inside, he decided to follow the crowd to seem tough like them.

He definitely regretted that.

Izuku sighed softly as you blotted his forehead dry, his hair slightly sticking to his sweaty skin. “I’m sorry Y/n” he mumbled, his nose stuffy and voice nasally.

You sighed and smiled, shaking your head “it’s okay Midoriya, I know how dedicated you are to your training. Just, try not to get soaking wet in the cold rain next time, okay?”

He nodded and blushed as you gently cupped his cheek, tilting his face up to gently wipe away the sweat from his feverish skin.

In his hazy-ish, state of having a fever, his brain thought it acceptable to look up at you and smile softly, words slipping out before he could stop them “you’re..you’re amazing..Y/n..” he said before letting out a few nasty coughs.

You blushed a little and smiled, feeling a small flutter in your chest “aw..thank you Midoriya-“

“Izuku.”

“H-huh?” You paused your motions and cocked your head to the side. Izuku looked at you with furrowed brows. “Call me Izuku” he clarified.

Your eyes widened slightly and you felt heat crawl up to your ears “wait- that’s like..intimate..right? First name usage I mean..” you said as you tucked some of your hair behind your ear, looking away as you fiddled with the hem of your shirt.

Izuku nodded, smiling softly at your shy demeanor “I..I want to be closer with you..Y/n..I want you to use my first name..please..?”

You swallowed dryly, before smiling a little at him. “Alright…if you say so..Izuku”

His eyes widened and his heart raced in his chest.

God, there it was again.

That feeling you always gave him. That feeling of love and adoration.

The feeling of being breathless.

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I would have gotten this out sooner if I wasn’t being a nerd and trying to figure out how heavy the steel beam Izuku was lifting during his fight with Gentle Criminal was. Spoiler alert, 1,933.34 lbs - 2,400 lbs. you’re welcome.

𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

𖤐 synopsis: mha boys accidentally confess. whoopz.

𖤐 pairings: izuku midoriya x reader, katsuki bakugou x reader, shoto todoroki x reader, eijiro kirishima x reader, denki kaminari x reader

𖤐 side note: yes, I know people have done this before..just don’t mind it it’s my first smau…and yes. I’m lazy; sssshh..also so sorry for them being blurry

izuku midoriya:

katsuki bakugou:

shoto todoroki:

eijiro kirishima:

denki kaminari:

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𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎’𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄

𖤐 synopsis: with the feeling of being disregarded from izuku, you try to end the relationship; but, izuku unexpectedly reels you back in with a surprisingly, odd way of an apology.

𖤐 trigger warnings: angst/fluff at the end

𖤐 pairing: izuku midoriya x gender neutral! reader

the afternoon sun cast long shadows across u.a. high school's campus as you made your way toward heights alliance, the dormitory where class 1-a resided. your footsteps were heavy, matching the weight in your chest.

today marked exactly two months since you and izuku midoriya had started dating, but instead of celebrating, you were dreading the conversation you needed to have.

the world outside the school walls had grown increasingly dangerous. villains were organizing, heroes were falling, and somehow in the middle of it all was your boyfriend—a sixteen-year-old with the weight of an impossible legacy on his shoulders and determination burning in his eyes that sometimes scared you.

you found him in the common room, notebook open on his lap, muttering analysis to himself as he reviewed footage of recent hero battles. his green hair was messier than usual, and dark circles shadowed his eyes. he hadn't noticed you yet.

"izuku," you called softly.

his head snapped up, and immediately his tired face transformed with a smile that made your heart ache. "hey! i didn't hear you come in." he closed his notebook and patted the spot beside him on the couch. "i was just studying some new techniques that could help with controlling—"

"can we talk?" you interrupted, remaining standing. "somewhere private?"

his smile faltered, concern immediately replacing his enthusiasm. "sure. my room?"

the walk up to the fourth floor was quiet, tension building with each step. izuku's room was exactly as it always was—all might memorabilia covering nearly every surface, analysis notebooks stacked on his desk, workout equipment in the corner. it should have felt comfortable by now, but today it just reminded you of how single-minded his focus could be.

"is everything okay?" he asked as he closed the door behind you.

you took a deep breath. "not really. i'm worried about you, izuku."

he blinked, confusion written across his freckled face. "worried? about me? why?"

"why?" you couldn't help the slight edge that crept into your voice. "have you looked in a mirror lately? you're exhausted. you're pushing yourself way too hard with this new blackwhip training. aizawa-sensei said you were in recovery girl's office twice this week."

izuku's shoulders tensed slightly. "that's normal for training. i have to master these quirks if i'm going to—"

"if you're going to what? save everyone? become the number one hero? die trying?" the words came out harsher than you intended, but weeks of bottled concern were finally spilling over.

his eyes widened. "that's not fair. you know how important this is."

"of course i know," you said, trying to keep your voice level. "the whole world knows how important it is. but i'm not dating the future symbol of peace or one for all or whatever. i'm dating you, izuku. the boy who might not live to graduation at this rate."

a flash of hurt crossed his face. "i'm being careful."

"no, you're not!" you gestured to the bandages peeking out from beneath his school uniform sleeve. "this isn't normal, izuku. most teenagers worry about exams and crushes, not villains targeting them specifically."

"i never said it would be normal," he countered, his voice quiet but firm. "when you said you wanted to be with me, i thought you understood what that meant."

the implication stung. "so i'm just supposed to watch you destroy yourself? smile and nod while you come back with new scars every week?"

"i'm getting stronger!" his voice rose slightly, a rare show of frustration. "every training session, every new technique—it's all to make sure i can protect everyone. to make sure i can protect you."

"i never asked you to protect me," you said. "i asked you to be with me. there's a difference."

the argument built like a gathering storm, months of unspoken fears and frustrations finally finding voice. the common room incident with bakugo where izuku had jumped in front of you unnecessarily. the hospital visit after his internship that he'd downplayed. the nightmares he wouldn't talk about that left him shaking and distant.

"you don't understand what's coming," izuku said, running a hand through his hair. "the league is getting stronger. all for one is—"

"stop." you held up your hand. "i'm not asking for hero intel, izuku. i'm asking for my boyfriend to care about his own safety as much as he cares about everyone else's." "i do care!"

"then why won't you ever slow down? why won't you let anyone help you? even all might is worried, i can see it when he watches you train."

his face flushed with emotion. "because there isn't time! because if i fail, people die! because all might chose me, and i can't let him down!"

the words hung in the air between you, heavy and revealing. this wasn't just about heroics or training—this was about a boy desperate to prove himself worthy of an impossible mantle.

you sighed, suddenly feeling very tired. "i can't compete with that, can i? with all might, with one for all, with your destiny or whatever you want to call it." "it's not a competition," he said softly. "it feels like one. and i'm losing." you reached for your bag. "maybe we rushed into this. maybe dating the successor to all might isn't something i'm cut out for."

panic flashed across izuku's face. "wait, what are you saying?" "i'm saying i need space to think, izuku. this isn't what i thought it would be." you turned toward the door, willing yourself not to cry. "i care about you too much to watch you self-destruct."

"please don't go," he whispered, voice cracking slightly. "not like this." but you were already reaching for the doorknob, determined to leave before the tears threatening to spill could fall. you needed time to sort through your feelings, to decide if loving a boy with the weight of the world on his shoulders was something you could actually handle.

"i'm sorry," you said quietly. what happened next occurred so quickly you barely had time to register it. there was a crackling sound, a flash of dark energy in your peripheral vision, and suddenly you felt something wrap firmly around your waist—not painfully, but with unmistakable strength. blackwhip.

the dark tendrils of izuku's newer quirk had extended from his hand, gently but firmly holding you in place. before you could protest, he had pulled you back toward him, spinning you around to face him. his eyes were wide with surprise at his own actions, a look that suggested he'd acted purely on instinct.

and then, in a move that shocked you both, he leaned forward and pressed his lips firmly against your cheek—a desperate, impulsive gesture that silenced whatever words had been forming on your lips.

for a moment, neither of you moved. the blackwhip dissipated, but izuku didn't step away, his face inches from yours, cheeks burning crimson.

"i—i'm sorry," he stammered, mortification dawning as he realized what he'd done. "i didn't mean to use my quirk on you. that was completely inappropriate and—"

"izuku," you interrupted his spiraling apology. "you used blackwhip on me." he winced. "i know. i'm really sorry. i panicked and—"

"no," you said, something warm unfurling in your chest despite everything. "you controlled it perfectly. no damage. no pain."

his rambling stopped as he processed your words. "oh. yeah, i guess i did." a small, tentative smile crossed your face. "that's the first time you've used it without hurting yourself or breaking something. and you did it…for me." the realization seemed to dawn on him too, his eyes widening slightly. "i wasn't even thinking about control. i just didn't want you to leave."

you reached up, touching your cheek where his kiss still lingered. "and the, um…?"

his blush deepened impossibly. "that was impulse. total impulse. i'm sorry if it was unwelcome or—"

"it wasn't unwelcome," you said softly. the tension between you shifted, the anger from moments before not gone but transformed into something different, something more vulnerable. "i'm scared, izuku," you admitted, finally voicing the fear that had been driving your anger. "not of villains or fighting or any of that. i'm scared of losing you."

his expression softened, understanding replacing defensiveness. "i'm scared too," he confessed. "all the time. but that's why i have to keep pushing, keep getting stronger."

"but at what cost?" you reached for his hand, turning it over to reveal the scars that mapped his sacrifices. "these aren't just training injuries. these are pieces of yourself you're giving away." izuku looked down at his scarred hand in yours. "i know it seems that way. but every scar is a lesson learned. a mistake i won't make again."

"and what about us? am i just another lesson waiting to happen?"

he shook his head firmly. "no. never." he took a deep breath. "look, i can't promise i'll stop training hard. i can't promise i won't put myself in danger when lives are at stake. but i can promise that you're not competing with anything or anyone. you're…" he searched for words, "you're the reason i come back, not just the reason i fight." "that sounds nice, but what does it actually mean?"

"it means i'll try harder to find balance. to take breaks. to let you in when things get overwhelming instead of shouldering everything alone." he squeezed your hand gently. "and maybe…maybe you could help me remember that saving the world includes saving enough of myself for the things that matter after the fighting's done."

you studied his face—earnest, determined, those green eyes that had always seen more in you than you sometimes saw in yourself. "that's a lot of maybes."

"i know. but i'm willing to try if you are." he hesitated, then added quietly, "i don't want our first argument to be our last conversation."

despite everything, you felt a smile tugging at your lips. "you know, most couples' first fights are about something normal. like where to eat dinner or forgetting an anniversary."

he laughed softly, the sound a welcome break in the tension. "when have either of us ever been normal?"

"fair point." you sighed, some of the anger and frustration finally draining away. "for the record, using your quirk to stop someone from walking away is definitely crossing a line." he winced. "i know. it won't happen again."

"good." you stepped closer, poking his chest lightly. "because next time i might actually be mad enough that you'd end up in recovery girl's office for an entirely different reason."

his eyes widened slightly before he caught the teasing in your tone, a smile spreading across his face. "so…there will be a next time? for us, i mean?"

instead of answering immediately, you reached up and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, mirroring his impulsive gesture from before. "yes, you heroic idiot. but we have a lot to figure out." relief washed over his features. "we will. i promise." he hesitated, then added, "um, can i…i mean, would it be okay if i…"

you rolled your eyes, but couldn't suppress your smile. "yes, deku, you can kiss me properly now."

his face lit up with the same determined joy you'd seen when he mastered a new technique, and as he leaned in, his lips finding yours in a gentle, tentative kiss, you understood something important: loving izuku midoriya would never be easy. there would always be dangers and fears and arguments about his reckless heroism.

but maybe, just maybe, it would be worth it.

outside the window, clouds shifted, allowing late afternoon sunlight to stream into the room, illuminating the space between two teenagers figuring out how to balance first love against the weight of a world that demanded heroes.

"for what it's worth," izuku whispered as he pulled back from the kiss, his forehead resting against yours, "controlling blackwhip was a lot easier when i was thinking about holding onto you instead of fighting."

you smiled, storing that confession away like a precious secret. "then maybe we've both learned something important today."

as the sun continued its descent outside, casting long shadows across u.a.'s campus, you and izuku sat on the edge of his bed, hands intertwined, talking about boundaries and fears and hopes—the kind of conversation that transforms a crush into something deeper, something worth fighting for.

your first argument hadn't ended your relationship. instead, it had given it roots, something solid to grow from. and in a world increasingly filled with uncertainty and danger, that was its own kind of heroism.

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© 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 —

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐱 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐮𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐰𝐚𝐫

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

MEETING IZUKU MIDORIYA:

the first time izuku meets you, he's so nervous he can barely speak, stuttering and fidgeting as he tries to introduce himself. 

you catch his eye during training, and he notices how effortlessly you handle your quirk, making him instantly admire your skills.

his heart races when you ask for help with a training exercise, and he takes the opportunity to geek out about hero tactics and strategies, revealing his passionate side.

izuku can't help but doodle about you in his notebook, sketching little scenes of you both saving the day together.

he gets flustered whenever you compliment him or praise his progress, cheeks turning a deep shade of red as he tries to downplay his achievements.

whenever you’re around, he subconsciously activates his quirk a little harder, wanting to impress you with his newfound strength.

You end up as partners in a training simulation, and he panics, but ends up being surprisingly effective under pressure, showcasing how well he can think on his feet with you by his side.

IZUKU CRUSHING ON YOU:

as time goes on, izuku finds himself crushing hard on you, feeling the excitement but also the pressure of his feelings, especially since you're both training to be heroes.

he starts to notice the little things—how you laugh, your determination in battles, and how you encourage your classmates during difficult times, making his heart flutter.

rhe more time he spends with you, the more he admires your bravery and dedication, leading to moments where he can't help but cheer for you during your training sessions.

he tries to find excuses to spend time with you outside of training, suggesting study sessions or helping you with your quirk, while secretly hoping you'll see him as more than just a friend.

one day, he accidentally slips up and admits how inspiring he finds you, leading to a series of blushing and stammering as he realizes what he’s just said.

after saving you from a dangerous situation during a training exercise, he realizes just how much he cares about you, leaving him flustered and unsure how to express his feelings.

he begins to draw little comics about you two, showcasing both of your heroic adventures, using them as a way to cope with his growing crush.

DATING IZUKU MIDORIYA

once you both confess your feelings, izuku becomes the sweetest boyfriend, constantly checking in on you, making sure you’re okay after training, and encouraging you to reach your goals.

he always wants to share his notes with you, discussing new strategies for hero work, making it feel like you’re a team both in and out of the classroom.

dates often involve casual outings where he awkwardly tries to impress you—whether it's at a café or a hero training facility—but he ends up just being himself, which you adore.

he still gets flustered whenever you compliment him, but he starts to learn to accept your praise, making him feel more confident as your partner.

during fights, he’s always on high alert when you’re around, ready to use his quirk to protect you, often shouting, “don’t worry, I’ll save you!” even if you’re perfectly capable of defending yourself.

he loves planning surprise training sessions just for the two of you, using it as a way to bond and grow together while also being productive heroes.

late-night study sessions turn into moments of shared laughter and deep conversations, where he feels comfortable enough to share his dreams of being a hero by your side.

izuku surprises you with thoughtful gifts, like customized gear for your quirk or hero-related memorabilia, showing how much he pays attention to your interests.

© 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 —

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Summary: You and Midoriya going on a date in which you fly together and Midoriya being considerate and super cute for your second date

Quirk: You have 3 pairs of wings. each are almost as big as Hawks’. More info in the fic. 

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing

WC: 1,446

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From the moment you walked in the door, he knew he was entranced by you. The door opened, revealing no one as the class continued to stare at the empty doorstep. Then you came, you flew in with the middle pair of wings unraveled in it’s breathtaking glory. You were laughing the whole time, not caring for the stares of the class, “The door’s so cool!” you exclaimed. 

You heard how the door should be welcoming to any and all students with any quirk from your sister, who also dreamed of going to a school like this, and applying but not being able to make the cut. She did fully support you when you got in and rejoiced since you knew how much you wanted to be a hero even with the guilt that your sister wouldn’t be. She did find her true passion after all so it all worked out in the end.

But enough about her, this is about you. Your cheerful presence had interested everyone, bombarding you with questions after the quirk evaluation. You explained how your quirk worked and answered all their questions. They mostly included compliments on your speed and the size of your wings

Yet, though you’ve interacted with most of your class, you were surprised to have unintentionally avoided one, or rather, he avoided you. Normally he would never hesitate to ask someone about their quirk but something about you was... intimidating. He thought it was how powerful your quirk was but then again he was childhood friends with Bakugou. Then he realized, it was because he liked you. 

That can’t be right, he thought but it was your all around feel that was welcoming and you basically radiated comfort. You would answer back to anyone, weather you liked them or not, kindly. You even politely asked Mineta to stop touching you instead of just shoving him off like everyone else. You were really pretty too. You looked literally angelic, with your wings and all.

 That’s why when he finally talked to you, he was blown away with how you answered each of his questions without hesitation. A smile was present on your face the entire time and you were practically glowing, the warmth he felt from you calmed him of any nerves he had in the first place. 

After that it was like clockwork, he approached you everyday and ate lunch with you, studied with you and always made sure you were in perfect condition. You appreciated all he did to make sure you were well and in turn you accidentally caught feelings. 

You learned to care for him as well and were the one to stop him from overworking. You two were literally a perfect couple and everyone saw both your crushes on each other. But alas, you two were dense as fuck.

You never second-guessed Midoriya’s flustered reactions due to his fidgety nature and he never second-guessed your kindness as anything but that. You two were content as friends, you made that pretty clear to your friends. Still, that didn’t stop them from mentioning his crush on you, to you and your crush on Midoriya, to him. 

That brought you two to eventually talking it out and agreeing to go on a date. “Like normal people” you joked. And there was no better time than this week. It had been plenty stressful and you both needed to de-stress. You hadn’t really planned where to go but you both just agreed to stop by anywhere you felt like, just needing to get out of the dorms.

It was afternoon when you decided to go and once you were out of the campus, with permission from Aizawa, you began to realize that you should’ve indeed planned where to go. Instead, you both stood outside the gate, shuffling awkwardly, waiting for the other to talk. 

“Uh-” “So-”

You both flinched at one another, Deku turning bright red as you giggled. You calmed down first, “You were saying?” you gestured for him to continue

“U-Um yeah. Where did you wanna go?”

“Well, we already ate lunch so how ‘bout we go to a cafe for dessert” you suggested

“No thanks I’m still pretty full” said, rubbing his stomach. His eyes soon widened at the fact he rejected your suggestion, “B-But we can still go! I can pay!” he said desperately, he didn’t want you to change your mind and not go out with him anymore

You laughed out loud, “No worries! We can just go somewhere else” You smiled and he blushed again. You were so pretty when you did that. “How about you, you have any suggestions?” you asked him

He really didn’t. He’s the type to prepare for something before it happens, so this impromptu date was not up his alley. He looks at the sidewalk behind you, trying to think up where to go, even contemplating pulling out his phone to search up where to go for a date. You sensed his uneasiness and spoke up, “I do have this special spot I go to if you can’t think of anywhere”

“Special spot?” He said curiously.

You nodded, “Yup! It’s not too far so we can walk there”

He nodded, “Sure let’s go”

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“Here we are” you said. The walk had been quiet mostly, aside from some small talk. He did ask about where you were going but you told him it was a surprise. You talked about other things of course, about tests and other academic topics mostly. 

Eventually you reached your old apartment complex, your parents still lived here and you visited during holidays. He eyed it, blushing at the realization he now knew where you lived, before the dorms of course, and maybe you would take him to your room or something. Only the thought of it made him combust into flames

“Let’s go” you pulled him into the building, greeting the receptionist and her telling you your parents were out for work. You told her it was fine since you weren’t going to your home anyway. This piqued his interest because where else would you be going?

You then gestured for him to follow as you went to the elevator. He stood there awkwardly as you pressed the button for the top most floor. The time it took going up wasn’t much, the elevator stopping from time to time revealing no one who was gonna step in.

When you finally reached the top your excitement had also increased. You excitedly grabbed him by the wrist, running thought the corridor, past some doors, taking a turn and finding the staircase. You dragged him up, tripping once but refusing his help and running up the stairs, “Here it is” you said, opening the door to the roof.

You both stepped out and you immediately inhaled the familiar scent of dusty cement, taking you back to your childhood where your parents told you not to go off the edge. You did anyway, it was fun. Midoriya watched as you ran to the railing, looking down at the houses and restaurants below you. “I used to go here all the time after hard days. Its relaxing to just soar through the air since no one bothered me. Even if I got in trouble sometimes” You said.

He loved how serene you looked up here, the way you took in and released the clean air, how you enjoyed the fact it smelled different up there. There was no one around, just you two and the city breeze. 

The wind picked up and blew against your feathers. Your eyes lit up and you looked the Modoriya, “You wanna fly with me?” you offered

He stopped and stuttered, “E-Eh? How does that work? I can’t really stay on your back as that can constrict your flying but I don’t think you can fly with me on your stomach either, maybe holding onto my wrists would work? But I don’t want to trouble you with my weight, not like you can’t take it or anything but-”

“Izuku! Relax!” You halted his muttering, “Here” You wrapped your arms around his torso, “We’ll fly like this”

“HUH!?” He had never been this close to a girl before, you had your freaking arms around him. It was bliss, sure, but still so embarrassing. You two aren’t even going out officially yet and sure you guys are on a first name basis but was this still allowed? Maybe you were like this with others, you are really close with the rest of the class.

“You ready?” You asked.

He gulped and nodded. He heard the flapping of your wings, one, two pairs working to get you both off the ground, third pair occasionally flapping to pull some weight. He felt his feet lift off the ground and he shut his eyes. 

Once you both were on air you yelled at him to open his eyes. He already felt the wind whipping past him, much like when he runs at Full Cowl, and he decided to listen to you. His eyes slowly opened, and he got a glimpse of what he missed. 

You both flew over buildings, you laughing at the need to release air from the thrilling feeling of nostalgia. He too joined in and found himself yelling about how fun and cool this was! You then put your third pair to use and flapped it faster, going quicker through the wind. 

“W-What are you doi-WAAAH” he let out a scream when you did a loop in the air. You were giggling and he was still shaking, “You okay?” You asked through sweet laughter and he shakily nodded

He was too silent compared to just a little bit ago so you decided to head back. Finishing the circle you went in, you placed him back on his feet as he ran to grab the railing. You were profusely apologizing to him for taking him on a flying session, He didn’t take it though, explaining how he loved most of it, never scared to be dropped as he fully trusted in you.

This of course left you blushing even after the date. He trusted you that much? I mean, you did too but you didn’t think he’d feel the same way as quick. He suggested going on another date similar to this one. Soon, he said, and you couldn’t wait.

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It was a week later when he asked you out again. You were surprised when he said you were going to the same place you went last week. You agreed despite not knowing why he would want to go back and followed him there.

On the walk there you almost asked why but decided to find out later, on the count of his adorable face gleaming in excitement. You smiled and followed behind, trying to catch up with his quick steps there.

Once you arrived at the top of the building again, you noticed him relax as much as you, before lighting up in excitement. “Let’s fly!” he suggested, grabbing a hold of you hands and nearing you to the edge

“Woah woah, slow down! I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you seem more excited today, may I ask why?” You said, holding him back with a light tug

He chuckled as pink tinted his cheeks. Scratching the back of his neck he said, “I had a surprise for you that I was gonna show once we were in the air. I asked Uraraka to use her quirk on me so I weigh as much as my clothes now! S-So it’s easier for you to fly with me around!” 

You swear your heart melted like a stick of butter, “Aww Izuku you are so adorable” You said and pinched his cheeks, before going to kiss one. He was a mumbling mess before you held hid hands once again, flapping your middle pair of wings, you lifted yourself off the ground, taking Midoriya up with you soon after. 

You wrapped your arms around his torso to balance him, making sure the wind doesn’t push him back. You pressed him to your chest, pecking his neck before going off the edge and flying over the streets and buildings. You began to soar the the sky, going at a more relaxed speed than last week’s. 

He felt more relaxed too, now being able to breathe the calming air you talked about. He wondered what you looked like right now. Before he could think, the words left his mouth, “Can you turn me around, I wanna look at you” 

And also before he could say anything to take it back, you turned him around with ease, his chest pressing against yours. “I didn’t think you would actually do it” he mumbled

“Why not, I wanted to look at you too” You said the him, your eyes flashed down to his lips and looked back to where you were flying. That did not go unnoticed by him with how close he was and his eyes went to your lips. They looked soft, he wanted to feel them against this. Did you want that too? He saw somewhere that looking at someones lips meant you wanted to kiss them. 

Slowly, he brought his head up and his lips gently met yours. His eyes were closed but he could feel the slight falter of your flying. He then felt you go upright instead of the tilt you had when you moved around. You kissed back with more fervor, causing him to press harder. His arms went around your neck and your arms held him tighter around his torso.

Soon enough you both pulled away and with a giggle, the only thing you could say to his red face was, “That’s a pretty cool way to have a first kiss”