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⋆˙⟡Sleep over. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙
I’ve had an Alani nu and a monster today so I’m SPEED typing lmfaoo
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You were excited. Your heart was thumping against your ribs as you bustled about your room, tidying things up. Your mom was out of town for the weekend on a business trip, so you and your boyfriend would be able to have a sleep over.
Did you have to do it in secret? Yeah, was it worth it? Absolutely.
Izuku’s mom wasn’t aware of your arrangements, and neither was your mom, but it’s not like you had any bad intent! Honest!
You had just finished cleaning when the doorbell rang “Yes! He’s here!” You laughed a bit as you dashed out of your room and down the stairs.
“I’m coming!” You called to Izuku.
You whipped the door open and there stood Izuku, looking a bit nervous but with a smile on his face “hey Y/n- I mean babe- I mean baby-“ he was still getting used to using pet names, and he was still a little shy when it came to them.
You laughed a bit “Zuku, don’t worry about forcing them” you gently kissed his cheek and pulled him inside.
“Okay! So I got stuff to make cookies and found a list of good hero documentaries for us to watch- oh oh! And I got stuff to make battery acid!” You excitedly rattled off things you’d done in preparation for the sleep over.
Izuku smiled as you rambled. That was one thing he loved about you- you sometimes went on tangents like he did. “Y/n..? Have you had any caffeine today?”
You laughed a little and nodded “I had a monster.” You said with a light red on your cheeks, rubbing the back of your neck as you bounced on the balls do your feet
Izuku smiled and sighed “those are so bad for you” he said as he gently grabbed your hands, his cheeks flushing red as you gripped his tightly, but not painfully.
“I know I know, but I don’t drink them often.” You smiled brightly “so, what do you wanna do first-?” You gasped dramatically and stood on your tippy toes, something you did when you were excited
“I bought us something- come on!” You said as you released one of his hands, practically dragging him up the stairs.
“W-woah! Baby- b-babe!” Izuku exclaimed as you quickly pulled him upstairs to your room.
He hadn’t even gotten a chance to take his shoes off! But you didn’t seem to mind as to opened the door to your bedroom and pulled him inside. You let go of him and walked briskly to your bed, holding up two hangers. One had Spider-Man PJs hung neatly on them, and the other had hello Kitty Pjs on them.
(These ^)
Izuku smiled fondly as you proudly held up what you’d bought “look! We’ll match!”
He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck “I assume the Spider-Man is for you and the hello Kitty is for me?” He asked
You giggled and walked over, nodding and kissing his cheek. “So smart” you praised sweetly.
Izuku stiffened and blushed so red he matched the pj pants in your hand. He felt a goofy grin pull at the corners of his lips, his heart beating a little harder in his chest.
A little later .~•*
In the span of a few minutes, you and Izuku had put on your PJs. He looked adorable. His hair slightly messy from pulling the shirt over his head, and his cheeks red.
You gasped and squealed “oh my god you’re adorable!” You cupped his cheeks and pecked his forehead.
Izuku blushed and laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “You think? I wasn’t sure about them since they..don’t fit the greatest.”
The shirt wasn’t quite long enough to reach the waist band of the pants, a bit of his v-line exposed. The pants were tight on Izuku’s ass and thighs. Thanks to his shoot style and leg work outs, his lower body was chiseled.
You blushed and looked away, before giving him a less than pure glance “I know so” you mumbled.
He noticed your gaze and covered his face “stop looking at me like that” Izuku whined embarrassedly, feeling heat crawl up to his ears.
You took a step closer and gently grabbed his hips, pulling him close to you. He rested his hands on your shoulders and gave you a half lidded, shy gaze. God you loved that face.
You smiled and leaned in “you’re so pretty baby” you praised softly, only making Izuku’s cheeks redden even further.
“Y/n..” he whined, “stoop..” he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and hid his face in the crook of your neck and shoulder.
You laughed lightly and pulled away from him a bit. He reluctantly lifted his head to look up at you with a shy and embarrassed look. You leaned down and softly kissed his forehead “I love you, you know that?”
Izuku felt his heart leap. Any time you said that to him, his heart lurched in his chest. He melted anc cupped your cheeks “I-i love you too”
You blushed a bit before leaning down and gently catching his lips in a kiss.
.~•*
The two of you ended up making out a bit, Izuku ending up in your lap as you ran your hands across his chest and down to his ass, gripping the curves and planes of his body while he whined and whimpered into the kiss, his body burning under your touch.
You softly kissed the sweet spot on his neck, your lips slowly trailing up and down the soft skin. “Y/n- ah-” he angled his head back as a soft, feminine moan slipped past his chewed lips, his cheeks red.
You smiled against his skin “I love you Izuku” you murmured, your voice gentle and affectionate.
He let out a little whine and bit his lip “I love you too Y/n” he said shakily as he trailed his hands up the nape of your neck and to your cheeks.
You pulled from his neck and smiled at him. Your heart swelling with affection as you looked up at him.
Izuku gazed down at you shyly, but sweetly, his round doe eyes so sparkly and holding so much affection.
You pressed a kiss to his forehead, one he relaxed into “wanna watch a movie?” You asked.
Izuku fidgeted shyly, picking at his cuticles “can we watch Blues Clues?” Iykyk
You laughed lightly and smiled at him, feeling warmth spread through your chest and cheeks “of course we can.”
He brightened and smiled “yes! I love you Y/n!” Izuku hugged you tightly and nuzzled into the crook of your neck, making you chuckle a little and pat him on the back. “I love you too, nerd. Now cmon, I’ll turn it on.”
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Tehe cutesy little fic I thought of <3
⋆˙⟡Cigarette. Pro Hero!Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Detective!Reader⟡⋆˙
Warnings; mentions of violence, smoking, swearing, death, arguing.
I’m just feeling creative today ig! Anyways, here we go! .~•*
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You’d been driving around in your black car, dressed in your black blazer with your white button up and tie. Your radio had been very quiet recently, and with the new number one hero, it wasn’t surprising.
Your stoic expression remained that way, even with the peace that settled over your area, your features stayed stern.
You were enjoying the quiet, and the sunset. You glanced out your window, your mind racing with several thoughts as you did so.
Your moment was cut short, however, when your radio went off.
“Lieutenant L/n, there’s been a homicide. Can you meet on 32’nd street ‘n Ridge? Pro hero Deku called it in.”
A sigh left you as you grabbed your radio, responding with your firm and tired voice “I’ll be there. I’m in the area” you sighed as you put your radio on its hook on your dash.
Annoyance twitched at your eye and you grabbed your pack of cigarettes laying on the center console “of fuckin course he did” you mutterwd as you put a cigarette between your lips and grabbed a lighter, sparking the flame to light your cigarette.
.~•*
It didn’t take long before you pulled up on the scene. Cop cars and pro heros littering the yard with ‘CRIME SCENE’ tape lining the perimeter.
You stepped out of your car with your cigarette between your lips. You took a long drag, savoring the burn of the nicotine against the back of your throat.
Your shoes meet the grass as you walk up to a group of officers and the damn hero himself. Ignoring the bitterness for the mop of green hair and tall physique, you turn to the officers.
“What’s it looking like?” You mutter, placing your pack of cigarettes in the inside pocket of your blazer.
The officer sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. By her distraught appearance. You can tell she’s a rookie. “U-uh..I-it’s a kid..ma’am” she manages to choke out over the nausea in her throat.
Your expression remains the same, but you feel a sickening anger in your stomach. “Right.” You turned to Deku, your expression stoic as you removed your cigarette from your lips. “And you called it in?”
Deku’s expression was tense, a bit distraught, like the officers. “Yeah. I responded to the call from my agency, but by the time I got here, the perpetrator was actively leaving. His quirk let him get away..” he gave a tentative nod to finish his statement, trying not to seem as down as he felt.
You sighed, cigarette smoke leaving your mouth and nose “right. So you didn’t get here fast enough?”
Your comment caught Izuku off guard. His shoulders stiffened and he opened and shut his mouth for a second, before his shoulders slouched and he looked down “No, I didn’t, lieutenant.”
You hadn’t meant to snap at the pro hero, much less the number one, but when there was the death of a minor you were dealing with, it made you more irritable than you already were.
You sighed and turned “alright, whatever. ‘M goin in.”
“Hold on a minute, Y/n” you heard a gruff, familiar voice speak to you. You almost groaned out loud as that chuckle approached “Now’s not the time, chief.” You turned to view the chief of police, Saiko.
Saiko smiled at you, he’d given you a lot of training before you decided on homicide for your field. He was almost a father figure to you. “You haven’t even heard what I have to say, not very different than how you were as a rookie.”
His electric blue eyes rested on you, and you finally turned to look at him. He was a tall, broad shouldered man with deep brown hair and bright blue eyes, worn slightly by time but with an old man’s humor in them.
You sighed and flicked the ashes off of the tip of your cigarette “yeah well, I’ve definitely got the head on my shoulders to warrant such actions” you commented, not really serious.
Saiko chuckled gruffly “Cmon kid. I need you to hear me out on this. Deku here said he saw the perp, you need him.” He said as he placed a hand on Izuku’s shoulder, who’d been standing there awkwardly, very much sensing your animosity towards him.
Your eyes widened ever so slightly “What? You want him to help me?” You asked incredulously, almost dropping your cigarette.
Saiko only nodded, grinning with his scruffy mustache “that’s exactly what I’m saying.”
The three of you stayed in silence before you opened your mouth to protest, however you were quickly shut down by Saiko’s warning look.
You clammed your mouth shut and gritted your teeth together. Great. Now you had to work with the big crybaby of a number one hero. Lucky you.
“Fine.” You mutterwd as you grabbed Izuku by his arm “Cmon Deku.”
Izuku stumbled as the two of you walked into the house. His stomach churned with the smell of blood in the air.
The two of you walked through the house, your cigarette sligjtly masking the smell of blood and stale dust. The house was messy as all hell, clothes, food, furniture, news paper- it was all strewn about like a hurricane had gone through the whole damn house.
Your eyes flitted about the room, and Izuku cleared his throat “s-so uhm..Mrs. L/n, ri-?”
“Ms.” You corrected sharply “and its Lieutenant to you. Or detective.”
Izuku stiffened, correcting his posture as you napped at him. He felt a bead of nervous sweat prick his forehead. He cleared his throat and nodded “Lieutenant L/n” he mumbled.
You sighed and shook you head before turning to walk down a hallway.
This was gonna be hell.
Some weeks later .~•*
It had been roughly a few weeks since you and Deku began working the homicide case Saiko put you two on.
It hadn’t been as bad as you thought. It wasn’t great by any means, but it definitely could have been worse.
You and Izuku often met in quiet diners or ended up in your car, looking over evidence and going over suspects and family of the victim. He was even there for some interrogations, acting as an intimidating figure.
The case was moving along as it should, collecting tips and information and going over everything throughly.
However, what you didn’t know, was how amazing Izuku was with you. You were beautiful. So strong and intelligent with a stoic demeanor that made his heart flip in his chest.
He knew it was stupidly since you had some weird thing against him, but he couldn’t help it! I mean, had you even seen yourself!?
He saw how hard you were working to solve this case. The bags under your eyes giving you away, and it did worry him. How could your mind stay so sharp if you were always so tired?
Today, the two of you were going to spend an entire day together. Izuku’s heart raced at the prospect. He shook his head as he stood in line at the coffee place, his cap on along with his glasses, with his head tucked down so no one recognized him.
Izuku grabbed two coffees, leaving and getting in his car. He places the cups in the cup holders and drove out of the parking lot.
As he drove, he thought. It wasn’t just you that was propelling him every day. He wanted justice for the victim. Izuku had always had a very strong sense of justice for what he thought- no- knew was right.
His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he thought about the girl whose blood had been shed and he frowned.
The two of you were going to solve this case.
.~•*
Izuku walked into the police station, a small smile on his face as he warmly greeted the officers. “Y/n is in her office” one of the officers called, making Izukus cheeks flush as he smiled “great! Thank you!”
He walked down the hall, before spotting your open door. Izuku lightly knocked and peeped his head in the door. “Hey” he greeted softly.
You looked up, cigarette in one hand and files in the other “Deku.” You greeted with a nod. Your eyes eventually landed on the coffee cups in his hands and you raised a brow.
Izuku looked down at his hands before brightening “oh! I brought you coffee! I hope you like it!” He walked over and placed one of the cups on your desk.
You looked at the coffee with slightly raised brows. He thought of you? You looked up at him before taking the coffee “thank you” you mutterwd before sipping on it.
Izuku waved off your thanks, muttering something under his breath shyly. Internally, his heart was racing. You hadn’t given him any sass or a bad attitude like you usually did! Was this progress?
You glanced up at his face and sighed “Sit”
Maybe a little progress?
Izuku nodded and quickly sat in front of your desk, to which you sighed “not there, how are you gonna read files like that?” You muttered. You gestured to the spot next to you “over here”
Izuku’s eyes widened and he felt an embarrassment crawl up his cheeks in the form of a blush. “Oh- right- sorry” he quickly scooted over to you, moving his chair to sit next to yours.
His heart fluttered a bit as your cologne hit his nose. It wasn’t perfume, it was cologne. Musky with a hint of citrus.
You began to talk about some potential suspects, gesturing to different pictures. He nodded along, trying his best to focus, but his eyes did flick over to your lips every once in a while.
You glanced over, your lips parted as you locked eyes with him. Izuku hadn’t realized how much he’d been leaning in until he saw how close your lips were to touching his.
The both of you lingered, before you looked away and he leaned out of your space “sorry! Sorry-“ he quickly stuttered, fully expecting you to snap at him.
You however, sipped your coffee and blushed a little, hiding it from his gaze as you looked away “it’s fine.” You mumbled, feeling a bit docile today.
Huh..
Weird.
.~•*
Later that day, the two of you were driving in your car. You had Izukus window down a bit, and your elbow on the lip of your car door. Your slender fingers on the wheel as you drove.
“I think we’re on the right track. Just like with-“ your speech was cut off by a stomach growling. You looked over to Izuku, who was red in the face.
“Oh- crap-“ he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, and you didn’t know if it was his sheepish rambling he did after his realization, or if you were just in a good mood, but you glanced over at him, not only did you smile a little, but you laughed.
His eyes widened at your chuckle, and his heart pounded in his chest.
He’d never seen you smile before.
Never heard you laugh before.
But he could really get used to that sound.
.~•*
Time seemed to fly by, and day by day, you warmed up to Izuku, even regarding him as ‘Midoriya’ every once in a while. The two of you had grown further in the case as well, and you were so close to solving it. You’d narrowed down the list of suspects to 2 men, and the evidence was wracking up.
You and Izuku had been busting your asses to solve this case, and things were going smoothly despite the setbacks- and there were a few.
Both of you started to spend more time together, grabbing dinner, lunch or coffee more often. You really lightened up to Izuku, and he you. Except, you kept getting this weird pulling feeling when you were around him.
You didn’t understand it, he just looked so different to you know. His sense of justice and determination to solve the homicide on your hands, his curls, his laugh, smile, his boyish cheeks with freckles and dimples..
What was this feeling..?
.~•*
As of now, it was dark, the two of you in your car parked in the parking lot of a closed down gas station. You each had take out in your laps. You were telling some random story from high school, the window open as you smoked lazily with your cigarette.
“Christ- yeah. His name was Danny, and he was a total ass.” You chuckled, a sound Izuku could never get enough of.
He smiled and laughed a bit, some rice stuffed in one of his cheeks “yeah! With what you told me, he sounds like it!” Izuku agreed with a bit of a mouthful.
You gave him a look and snorted before rolling your eyes “Christ, swallow your food.” You glanced at the sauce on his lip and sighed “you’re so messy”
He blushed and quickly wiped his jaw, chuckling after he swallowed his bite of rice. “Ah! Sorry!” He smiled sheepishly. Damn that boyish smile and his stupid cute curls and-
You shook away those thoughts before sighing.
Izuku hummed before smiling softly down at his take out that you bought his mind pacing in his head as he tried to think of what to say. “Thanks for buying dinner, lieutenant-”
“Y/n”
Izuku blinked as he stared at you for a second “e-excuse me?” He mumbled, his brain a bit lost. Were you correcting him?
“Just call me Y/n.” You said calmly, though your hands were clammy. Your eyes glanced over to Izuku. He was red in the face and smiling softly.
“Got it..Y/n” he murmured to you with a gentle tone.
You looked over at him, and he looked over at you.
The streets were silent..
The world seemed to stop as the two of you gazed into each other’s eyes.
Izuku placed his elbow on the center console and leaned in closer. You followed suit, not in control of your actions as you cupped his cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
You and Izuku stayed in that kiss for a moment, his hands coming up to gently cup your cheeks.
As your lips parted, your eyes slowly fluttered open and your hands gently moved down to his neck.
The two of you just sat there, before you looked away from him. “Sorry..I don’t know what came over me” you muttered, to which Izuku shook his head and smiled softly down at you “d-don’t apologize.”
You glanced at him, before the two of you pulled away.
Oh boy..
More months later.~•*
Since the kiss in the car, the two of you had been less professional outside of work. Using first names and being a bit affectionate with your words and actions.
That wasn’t all of the good that had began to come from him..
.~•*
You had been in the courtroom with Izuku and the rest of the prosecution team. It’d been months since the two of you had been paired together for this case, and now you were sitting in the courtroom about to convict the two men who took a life of a teen girl.
You were tense, Izuku noticed. You’d been so worried about gathering the evidence, organizing everything perfectly to lock them up for life with no possibility of parole. You’d been smoking so much more recently.
He gently placed his hand on your bouncing knee, making you look at him and his soft smile.
You sighed softly and looked up as the judge and jury came back to the room.
The judge sat down and let out a sigh. After a bit of talk, he cut to the chase.
“For the murder of Sakiea Kento, the two of you will be serving each a life sentence, along with 37 years for destruction with evidence, with no possibility of parole.”
A weight lifted off of your chest and you smiled softly, clapping with everyone else in the courtroom.
Izuku smiled and gently gripped your knee “you did it.” He whispered over to you.
You simply chucjled and shook your head, standing with the rest of the crowd and Izuku. “We did it” you corrected.
He smiled softly, his chest swelling with affection and relief.
They brought justice to the victim.
.~•*
The police station was holding a party to celebrate the long case coming to an end. Izuku however, couldn’t find you anywhere.
He stepped out onto the roof and hummed softly as he saw you standing there. “Y/n..?”He called out.
You looked over and sighed, fatigue and something else in your eyes “Midoriya. You should be down with the others.” You mumbled.
Izuku rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly “ditto. So what are you doing up here?” He walked over to you and leaned against the railing next to you.
“Thinking” you replied softly, your hair fluttering gently in the breeze as you spoke. “About the girl…I wish there was more I could do.” You admitted.
Izuku nodded and rubbed his arm “you did everything you could. You couldn’t prevent her from being killed..but you brought her justice..that’s all that matters in the end.”
You glanced over at him with a tired look “she was a child” you muttered, a tear slowly welling in your eye.
Izuku stiffened before cupping your cheek “hey- hey hey hey- don’t cry..” he thumbed away your tears with his calloused fingers, sighing softly.
You let out a shaky breath and looked up at him.
Your eyes told hin everything. He leaned down and softly kissed your lips.
You gently cupped Izukus cheeks and let out a soft sigh into your kiss, a soft hum of pleasure leaving her throat.
Once the two of you broke from you kiss, you smiled. You turned and looked away from his face, before pulling back. “Damn you and your lips.” You muttered.
He smiled as he watched you grab your pack of cigarettes. He put his hand over yours “you should try and quit smoking, you know.”
You glanced down at his hand, then at the cigarettes. A warm feeling rose in your chest as you sighed and smiled.
“Yeah..you’re right.”
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IM SO DAMN TIRED ITS 12:37 AND IVE BEEN GONE SINCE 7:00 AM AAAA
⋆˙⟡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.
⋆˙⟡Panic Attack. Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader.⟡⋆˙
A fic with maybe a tiny bit of angst and reverse comfort.
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Izuku woke up with a smile. You'd invited him to go roller skating after school today! You. His crush. He sat up and stretched, his muscles a bit achy from training and working out the previous day.
A yawn left his lips as he began to think about the day. He stood from his bed and rubbed the remaining fatigue from his eyes. Izuku started to his bathroom.
Izuku's thoughts began to wander as he himself wandered to his bathroom. He smiled as he began to think of you. Your pretty hair, gentle eyes and your laugh. He really thought you were amazing.
He had such a large crush on you, after all, you were amazing! You were intelligent, strong, determined- you never gave up no matter what the world threw at you. You were so confident, and nothing like him.
Oh..
Right..
He frowned as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. Izuku sighed. You were so beautiful, and he'd been getting so excited about this 1 on 1 hang out session, that he totally forgot.
You were just being friendly.
There was no way around it. He couldn't honestly believe you liked him. There was no way. You were so effortlessly cool and wicked smart with cool talents and hobbies..
..why would you bat an eye at a worthless no one like him?
Izuku felt his thoughts start to spiral, feeling his heart starting to crack in his chest. He took a deep breath and turned on the faucet in his bathroom, cupping his hands under the stream of water and splashing his face with the cool water.
However, the water couldn't pull him from the insecurity and growing doubt bubbling in him. He looked at his reflection, his hands tightly gripping the sink as he stared. Izuku had wild and messy hair, his stupid freckles he was embarrassed of, the slight dark circles under his eyes from late night studying and his whack sleep scheduel.
As he stewed on his appearance, he began to think back to his personality. He was a nerd, definitely, and had some obsessions. Surely, NO ONE would bat an eye at such a-
"Creep!"
"weirdo..."
"Deku!"
"Quirkless freak."
"Defenseless!"
"Wannabe"
Suddenly, Izuku wasn't in the bathroom of his UA dorm, he was right back in the damned middle school classroom. All alone. Just like he deserved.
Izuku's breaths picked up as he backed away from the mirror, his back hitting the wall. His eyes welled up with tears as he started to re-remember the horrible things that had been said about him/to him.
He felt himself begin to cry, but couldn't hear it. He felt dizzy, he felt sick. Izuku slowly melted to the floor, panting and beginning to sob as he grabbed at his throat, trying to breath.
Air didn't fill his lungs.
He felt so scared..
So alone..
so..hopeless..
Meanwhile .~*
You, Uraraka, and Iida, had been waiting to walk to school with Izuku like usual. You checked the time on your phone and hummed, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear in thought. "Hey guys? Freckles doesn't usually take this long to get ready in the morning, does he?"
Uraraka hummed and rubbed her chin, also glancing at the time on the clock on the wall. "Yeah, you've got a point..is Deku not feeling well?"
Iida glanced at the both of you, before taking a step towards the boys' hall. "I'll go check on hi-"
Uraraka giggled and stepped in front of Iida "Hey Y/n~ you should go check on Deku!" She said with a mischievous smile, typical Uraraka.
You blushed and rubbed the back of your neck, sighing and looking away with a bashful expression "Don't say it like that, I know exactly what you're getting at- it's not like that."
The girls had noticed your not so little crush on Izuku, and pounced on you. Hagakure and Mina were the worst about the teasing, while Jiro and Yao-momo tried to encourage you to act on your feelings.
Uraraka groaned, her shoulders sagging as she dramatically expressed her dismay with your insistence on the platonic nature of your feelings for Izuku.
You stared at her before offering her a heavy sigh. "Fine, I'll go check on Midoriya, you two go on ahead today." You relented with a roll of your eyes at Uraraka's visible happiness.
After some parting words, you started your journey to the elevator, using a brisk pace to ensure you'd get to his room and to school, on time.
After a quick elevator ride, and walk to Izuku's dorm, you knocked on his door.
...
Nothing.
You sighed and smiled, figuring he'd slept in, he had been up late training.
"Hey, Freckles, you up?" You question as you knocked a little bit louder on his door. As you wait, you start to feel anxious. Izuku wasn't a terribly deep sleeper, but sometimes he could get in a pretty thick sleep.
You frowned at the nerves growing in your stomach. You sighed and knocked louder this time, wanting to make sure he was alright. "Midoriya? Are you awake?"
After hearing nothing for the third time, you grab the handle "I'm coming in." You called through the door with obvious concern in your voice.
You twisted the handle and opened the door, that's when you heard it-
-crying.
You stiffen at the sound of Izuku's sobs. Instantly you bolt inside of his dorm and dash to his bathroom.
You found him on his knees, gripping onto his chest and hyperventilating while sobbing.
"Hey! Midoriya!" You slide to your knees and gently wrapped your arms around him, pulling the distraught boy to rest his head on your chest, his tears and heavy breaths littering your senses.
Inside, you're panicking yourself. Why was he crying? What was going on? You shake off your worries and let out a shaky breath, before gingerly combing your fingers through his hair.
Izuku looked up at you with hazy eyes, his breaths shallow, quick and uneven. "Izuku, hey.." You tenderly palmed his freckled cheek, gently running your thumb over his soft skin.
"Breathe with me," You softly encouraged, tenderly speaking in a quiet and soft tone.
Izuku's breathing began to slightly slow as you gently ebbed away the panic and insecurity that had spiraled into a full blown panic attack.
It didn't take too long before your soft words and careful movements turned him into a whimpering and hiccupping mess. Izuku hated how pathetic he seemed. He hated how vulnerable he was with you. He must've looked so weak- so fragile.
You must've thought he was so annoying.
"I-I'm s-orry-" he managed to choke out, his voice small and shaky.
You looked down at him with a soft gaze. "Zuku" the nickname made his heart flutter in his chest and a small blush gently dust his cheeks. "You dont have to apologize."
Your soft words made his tears return. All of the pent up emotion and stress just- bubbled up.
he sucked in a deep breath and choked out a sob, "I-I know- i just..I-I dont wanna feel weak and I-I j-just think you're s-so amazing a-and you're so pretty a-and I d-don't know wh-why you'd want t-to h-hang out with a g-guy like me. I-I just like y-you s-so much and-"
₊˚⊹♡Chu♡⊹˚₊
Time seemed to stand still for Izuku as he felt a very soft pair of lips meet his. His eyes widened as he looked at your face.
You pulled back and smiled softly at the flabbergasted boy. His face was beet red and his mouth moved up and down, words trying to string together comprehensively.
"Y-you j-just- you- my- you k-kissed-" Izuku stuttered dumbly, his freckled face bright red and his eyes as wide as saucers.
You simply laughed and cupped his cheeks "You said you liked me, right?" you said softly, affection undeniably flooding your gaze. He could only nod as he gaped at you.
"I like you too, okay? I just thought that you'd never like someone like me." You said with a simple shrug.
Izuku dissolved into small tears again, his bottom lip wobbly "You..like me..? Wh-Why me..?"
You almost laughed out loud, but instead gave him a small, shy smile "why you? Why not you? You're cute and funny and you're so smart. You have such a pure heart and you bust your ass to get what you want. You're amazing and so sweet, not to mention you're very pretty."
Your words, so heartfelt and shy in nature, made Izuku blush, and his eyes drip with the small tears. "I-...I dont know what to say" he whimpered "Thank you" Was all Izuku could manage as he pressed his face into your chest, trembling slightly from the adrenaline of his panic attack.
"You're welcome, Izuku." You mumbled as you placed a small kiss on top of his head. He felt a weight lift off of his chest, and smiled softly, closing his eyes as he relished in your embrace, before pulling away.
"W-we have to get ready for class.." He mumbled, his eyes still a bit red from crying, and his nose a bit stuffy. You gasped and chuckled "Yeah! You're right-" You grinned down at him and cupped his cheek "I'll let you change, Iida and Ochaco already left for school, so we can walk together."
Izuku blushed as you cupped his cheek, leaning into your touch with a shy smile "Okay..then lets do that" He said with a soft tone. You nodded and leaned down, gently pressing another quick kiss to his lips, before pulling back and smiling.
He flushed bright red and watched as you stood, offering your hand. Izuku smiled a little and took it, pulling himself up with your assistance. "Get dressed, I'll be waiting for you" You said with a goofy grin.
Izuku nodded as you turned. He suddenly grabbed you, his cheeks bright red as he gently took your hand in his, making you turn. He closed his eyes tightly and leaned in, pressing a shy kiss to your cheek "I-I'll be ready soon"
Your eyes widened, and cheeks melted into a rosy red color. You nodded and put a hand on your cheek "yeah..okay.." you mumbled as you spun around, walking out of Izukus room.
You leaned against Izukus dorm door and sighed, a huge smile pulling at your lips as you touched your cheek.
Izuku covered his face with his hands and smiled into his palms, a bright blush on his cheeks.
They're both so whipped.
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WHOOOOO im so tired frfr. its 11:13pm for me and ive been away from my house since 3:00pm. im gonna take a nice hot shower and go tf to sleep. if anyone has any suggestions/requests, just comment :)
First time writing, forgive me if any of this is silly.~•*
Masterlist
New girl ~ Izuku Midoriya x f!reader .~•*
Izuku really had no idea what to think when he first saw you. You were different looking, not in a bad way! But you weren’t Japanese, and it was obvious.
Your demeanor, looks, the way you dressed when you were in the dorms with the rest of the class- it was just so…different.
He was a bit too shy to approach you, which made sense for the boy. It’s not like he couldn’t make friends- no that wasn’t the problem. He’d just never seen anyone of your nationality in person.
He wondered what your country was like, what you were like. From what he’d observed, you were loud and straightforward. You didn’t beat around the bush and were hard working.
Izuku was necessarily obsessed but he did tend to doodle you in his notebook, then silently cringing how pathetic he felt. He was very critical of himself, and wondered how you’d feel about him taking notes over you like you were some lecture.
At one point, you’d walked passed his desk, stopping once you saw the page. It had a drawing of you, with your chin in your palm and your hair cascading down and framing your face beautifully.
“Woah! That’s pretty good,” You commented as you peeped over his shoulder. Poor Izuku wasn’t expecting the suddenness of your presence, and slammed his notebook closed.
“Ohmygosh-“ He squeaked out with rosy red cheeks, his body stiff like he’d been caught doing something scandalous. You however, found his tense demeanor endearing.
You waved him off “meh, don’ worry ‘bout it,” you assured with a warm grin “‘ts not a problem, really. I think you captured my eyes really well.”
Izuku was stunned by hearing your accent. It was so warm and made heat creep up to his ears. He smiled a little and tucked his hair behind his ear, his wild curls shaping his face.
“You think so?” He asked sheepishly, to which you nodded and reached into your bag. You grabbed a black book with stickers on both the front and back, flipping it open.
“Yeah, it looks awesome. It’s cool to see someone else who likes art in class,” you said with a smile, feeling slight excitement bubble up. You placed your own sketchbook on his desk.
Izuku gasped as he looked down at your art. You had several drawings of characters from your favorite anime on the page in pencil. He practically lit up “you watch anime too!? That’s so cool! You really captured the features well! I love the freckles-“
He suddenly paused and blushed “ah-sorry-“ he said as he scratched the back of his neck, pulling his nose from your sketchbook. You simply smiled, “don’ apologize” you chuckled a little and pulled a chair up to his desk.
“Do you have more art in that sketchbook?” You asked. Little did you know, Izuku was more than ready to start gushing over the art he had in his book and the anime he liked.
He was a bit hesitant before he got to know you, but he soon realized-
-He was in deep with this new girl, he just knew it.
Hiyaaaa! Thanks for reading, I’ve never posted on tumblr before, but I like to write and figured this would be a good start. We love needy Izuku 💚
฿oss ฿akugou Ӿ ฿lack Ɽeader
『MHA H𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤』
🍾😈|Wrong Bitch To Mess With|😈🍾
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"Hey Y/n", Camie called to you from across the couch, "I heard that you used to drink Alot in high school and that you used to have a gambling problem", she stated loud enough for the people in the couch area could hear, 'can you be like any louder ,ya spoiled ass Barbie looking bitch🙄😒' you rolled your eyes at her.
"You know Mr. Boss here" pointing to Bakugous chest with her fingerand started drawing circles on it,turned back to look at you, "he really doesn't like reckless and careless gold-diggers who mess with his money💸, especially those who get wasted and drunk while doing it", she was trying way to hard to get under your skin and l embarrass you.
'Wow, if you want to try and embarrass me Barbie girl your going to have to try harder than that' you kept your mean comments to yourself cause you were trying to make it to go to heaven.
Plus you didn't want anyone crying to night you already have to deal with your neices and nephews over the weekend, but damn is it hard not to put someone in their place.
"Yeah and ?" you just laid back into the couch like you had no care in the world and sipped your drink from your glass and kept your cool.
Her words and let alone her actions had no effect on you what so ever and it was pissing her off how no matter what she does it just can't get through to you, and seeing you just live a life she always wanted was infuriating her every time she sees you.
"You really think that I have been living here for three to four whole ass months and you think that I have not noticed that", you looked at her confused cuz that was a stupid question.l and everyone looked at her for a comeback, you weren't done yet.
I and everyone in this business knows that he keeps a safe distance away from careless drunk gold-diggers especially those who dress like for example..........", you looked around pointing your finger around looking for someone just for it to land on Camie.
"You", your finger and turn to Camie, you, "Like please do correct me if I'm wrong?", you turned to your friend and ask them pointing out if you were or not and they just shoock their head not even wanting to be part of the drama let alone the conversation itself.
You turned to the rest of the people on the couch and literally most of them were laughing and giggling cuz Camie was speechless, you just sat there acting all innocent and just turned to them like asking if you were wrong like it was a normal question.
They just were shocked faces😳,giggling 🤭 and laughing😂,the ones that were shocked were Jirou,Denki and Uraraka and the bosses were smirking mostly Todoroki and Bakugou, cuz Camie chose the wrong person to try to mess with tonight.
Uraraka you better watch out cuz you do not know what is coming for you so you better stand down cuz this is an example of what might happen to you if you don't leave Tododeku alone to be in peace.
You were not in the mood🙄 for any of her Bullshit😒 and you were going to put your foot down on this and deal with her head one👿, cuz you can't just be quite anymore(no ma'am 😜) ,you were just going to say what was on your mind regardless of what Mr. Aizawa had said to you.(fuck what the hooboo says🤬, I ain't going to be quite)
You are not going to silent and just comply with everything, starting tonight you were not a push over and you weren't going to take take no orders for her just cuz shes rich💵 ,not today, not tomorrow, not until she's out of this house 🏠.
Until that day comes, until then, you're going to make her stay here one she shall never forget, a nice house that feels like home, starting tomorrow it'll feel like your living in hell,you were going to milk the shit out of this opportunity you have.
She sees you as an innocent, sweet and obliging person, Oh honey you do not know what you're messing with,
"this girl is doomed tomorrow morning for sure", todoroki smirked at your clever wordplay and acting skills.
Chica,(cutie) you chose the wrong women to mess with and try to make her into one of your servants
Starting tomorrow she'll not show mercy
Mercy will not be in this girls vocabulary, not at all
This is going to end up in flames, Kirishima was laughing along with everyone.
"Show that Barbie bitch what happens when you mess with an L/n baby, show no mercy", Mina was internally cheering you on.
DEKU ACADEMIC RIVALS TO LOVERS WITH READER🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏PLSOLSOKS
ctrl + alt + detest | i. midoriya
you're tied at the top of the class, stuck in a group project, and ignoring the fact that midoriya looks really good in library lighting.
schedule disruption: you
you and izuku midoriya have been best friends forever. he's busy, responsible, always on schedule—you're not. but when your night goes sideways, he drops everything to come get you. you say something you might not remember. he hopes you do.
the music inside is muffled now—blurry thudding base pressed against the walls like it's trying to escape. your phone glows in your palm for a few seconds longer, until izuku’s "i'm on my way" disappears. you blink, feel the chill air wrap around your shoulders, and finally set it down beside you on the grass.
the night air is cool against your skin, a little too cool for how flushed your face feels. you're barefoot, or at least... one shoe is definitely missing. whatever. it's fine.
you curl your arms around your knees and squint up at the stars, counting exactly none of them.
the front door opens behind you with a roar of noise and then shuts again. laughter spills out into the dark for a second, but it doesn't reach you. you sit there in a haze, cheek pressed against your arm, blinking slow. everything feels floaty. you're starting to regret that last drink.
when the familiar black car pulls up to the curb, headlights washing over the lawn, you sigh in relief. izuku parks in a weirdly straight line, like even now he needs to make sure he's perfectly aligned with the sidewalk. of course he does.
he's out of the car in a second, jogging around to you. "y/n?"
you lift your head and wave weakly, "heyyy, 'zuku."
he exhales through his nose, crouching diown. "are you okay?"
"mhm," you hum, then after a beat, "no."
he doesn't ask anything else. he helps you up with one arm around your shoulders, leading you gently to the car, careful not to rush you.
"you smell like cheap tequila and regret," he says as he buckles your seatbelt for you.
"mmm. that's just perfect."
the drive to your dorm is quiet at first—until it's not.
"izuuukuuu," you sing, dragging out the vowels.
he glances at you, just long enough to check you haven't somehow turned into a puddle in his passenger seat. "yeah?"
"do you think that if trees could talk," you say, eyes glazed and face pressed against the window, "they'd be mad at us for always carving initials into them? like. what if that was their face?"
"...what?"
"like—what if—what if it's like if i just came up to you and went '<3 Y/N + I.M.' right across your cheek with a knife."
he blinks hard, struggling not to laugh. "okay. maybe no more frat parties for you."
"you're not even listening to the message, izuku," you pout.
"i think you should write a thesis on it. present it to the botany department."
"you're making fun of me," you say dramatically, eyes fluttering closed. "wow. and to think, i was gonna marry you."
he almost swerves. "what?"
"hmm?"
"...nevermind."
when he pulls up to your dorm and puts the car in park, you frown.
"shit," you mutter, blinking hard. "i don't have my key."
he turns to look at you. "what?"
"my roommates brought me. they were gonna unlock it when i got back. i didn't... i didn't think i'd need mine."
he lets his head fall back against the headrest, then sighs.
"...okay. you're coming back with me."
by the time you get to his apartment, you're half-asleep and still clinging to his arm like gravity doesn't apply to you anymore.
"okay, come on," he murmurs, locking his car and adjusting his grip around your waist. "let's get you inside."
the walk to his building is slow. you trip on the curb and immediately latch onto him with both arms, face smushed against his shoulder.
"you smell nice," you whisper.
"that's—thank you," he says, trying to breathe through it.
he unlocks his door, nudges it open with his foot, and guides you in gently.
you kick kick off your lone shoe and immediately make a beeline for his bed, flopping face-first into the mattress. he sighs and tugs a blanket over you, tossing you a hoodie too—just in case.
he exits the bedroom and returns a few minutes later with a bottle of water, aspirin, and a small trash bin.
you've turned onto your side, face buried into his pillow.
"y/n," he says softly, kneeling beside the bed, "can you sit up for a second?"
"mm. no."
"i brought you water."
"...fine. if you insist," you grumble, lifting yourself up with all the grace of a wet noodle.
he hands you the bottle and the pills. you down them obediently.
then, after a long pause: "you're too nice to me."
"someone has to be," he replies, tucking the blanket around you. "your decision-making tonight was... not ideal."
"hey."
"you were drunk. by yourself. with nobody around that you knew."
you frown, suddenly more awake. "okay, well—sorry my friends ditched me? that's not my fault."
he sighs, eyes soft. "i know. i'm not blaming you."
you grumble something incoherent and flop dramatically onto your side. "felt like you were."
"wasn't," he says gently. "just... worried."
you peek up at him, eyes squinted. "...i guess that's allowed."
"thanks for the permission," he says, and you swear you hear the tiniest smile in his voice.
he starts to stand, but your hand catches his wrist.
"hey, izuku?" he pauses, looking back at you.
you blink slowly. "you're my favorite person. like ever."
his eyes widen a little. he swallows. "...y/n—"
"'s true. dunno when it happened but i love you."
he blinks.
you blink.
"...what?" "i love you," you repeat, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "kinda figured you knew that already."
his mouth opens. nothing comes out.
it's not the first time you've told him that.
you've said it before, offhandedly—over childhood goodbyes, late-night calls, after especially rough days. but something aboiut the way you say it now is different.
it doesn't sound like a best friend.
it sounds like everything else.
"i mean," you continue, voice soft and sleepy," why else would i always call you first? or wait for you to text back before i do anything. or remember your whole ass schedule even though i don't even know mine."
he looks like he's buffering. you broke izuku midoriya.
which means the only plausible thing to do here is keep going.
"oh," you add suddenly, "and you're, like, insanely hot. in a shy, rule-following, chronic overachiever kinda way."
"y/n."
"what?"
"you're drunk."
"yeah," you agree, "but i'm also right."
he laughs under his breath, eyes warm even in the dim light. and then, gently:
"yeah. i... love you too."
your eyes widen just slightly, and he adds, a little quieter, "i just want you to say it again when you mean it sober. so i can believe it's real."
you grin, eyes fluttering shut. "i'll tell you first thing in the morning, then."
he lingers there a second longer, like he's about to say something else—but he doesn't.
just pulls the blanket over your shoulder a little higher.
and softly, almost too softly: "okay. morning, then."
he turns off the light and closes the door behind him.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ON MY KNEES FOR AN IZUKU SMAU WITH HIM AND MC CRUSHING ON EACH OTHER SOOO BAD BUT THEY'RE TWO IDIOTS WHO GO: "oh they wanna hang out one on one? Damn we're such good friends"
just us? | i. midoriya
just two best friends hanging out one-on-one every weekend, doing couple things, and totally not dating (yet)
Hiii!! Hope ur having a good day/night!! I was wondering if u could mayhaps please do an smau with Izuku x grumpy!reader that doesn’t really like interacting with anyone but him?? i mean major golden retriever x black cat dynamic vibes !! thank u and make sure to take care of urself !! <33
just for you | i. midoriya
in which you hate everyone—except izuku midoriya. unfortunately for you, he's also dangerously good at getting under your skin
More little brother Izuku please!! It was so funny
genetic obligation | i. midoriya
midoriya is a hero, a strategist, a prodigy—and a little brother who steals your leftovers and pisses you off. (part ii of 'ts pmo ong')
ts pmo ong 🥀 | i. midoriya
midoriya is a hero, a strategist , a prodigy— and a little brother who steals your leftovers and pisses you off.
extra credit | i. midoriya
⇨ midoriya agrees to tutor UA’s least interested student for extra credit.
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:
taglist: [open]
mutuals: @https-bakugo @haikyuubby @va-3 @lotusstarr @tulippanes @gh0st-g1rll @luvseraphh
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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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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐱 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐮𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐰𝐚𝐫
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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.
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I haven't really made any posts but I tried to be fun with the bio and names.
Izuku
(this is just something to put out for fun but I take heavy inspiration from Glitched they're freaking amazing! I hope they are doing well ❤️🩹🥦)
It was another day of sitting at home without a care in the world. Waiting for your husband to come home, this was the one day where you weren't working or out doing chores. The giant house that you and your pro hero husband inhabited was so intimidatingly big, that seeing the house so quiet and empty kinda scared you but in a good way. Like a really secured way.
It wasn't all that lonely I suppose with your husband texting you every once and in a while with memes or compliments or how much he misses you. He's gotten the hang of One for All and is the number 1 hero. All this sounds pretty good for you guys but it's not...
The stronger your hunk of a husband gets, the longer he'll be working and that means less time for you too. This was probably the 3rd day he'd been vacant from the house this week so you were tired of it. I mean who wouldn't be?
I'm just gonna have to make him forget work when he comes back. you thought. Sure it was a lot easier said than done but you are Y/-fuckin-N! Ain't nobody or nothing gonna stop you from getting what you want✨
*Bzzz* Your phone buzzes and you find out it's your husband.
🥦My hero🥦: Hey baby I got some good news! 😁
I'll be home either tonight or next morning! I can't wait to see my precious little Bunny💚
Your heart swelled as you read the text you eagerly texted him back showing your excitement before going back to brainstorming. Shit.... Now you're on a time limit. With little time you began thinking about a dinner; one with a huge table full of different foods and of course dessert but will that be enough for your busy husband to stay home?
Annoyed and stressed, you just focus on that one thing, preparing food. You walked into the kitchen and searched the full fridge for things to cook. thankfully you had the ingredients to try some viral recipe you saw on Pinterest.
After cooking and laying everything out on the table you decided to change into something more anticipating you changed into some tiny pajamas and black lingerie under it. Surely it would do something to him to see those thin, black and green panties.
"Bun! I'm home!" Your heart froze up before running to the front door and hugging and kissing the breath out of Izuku.
"baby! Hiii" "Hey bun... You look so....- He takes in the way that the shirt you were wearing hugs your curves. The way that it just barely shows the outline of your hardening nipples. —Good..."
"I made you a little sumthin-" You help him put his stuff down and drag him towards the kitchen. This food is gonna be so fucking good that he's gonna eat this and then eat me- wait.
As Izuku takes a seat and looks in awe at all the food on the table. After working 22 hour shifts for 3 days straight you get kinda hungry. He waited for you to be seated as you walked to the table with his plate of healthy servings.
"thank you so much, Bunny. I love you."
You smile and join him at the table, in your rightful chair or throne rather; Izuku's lap.
He begins to chow down on all of his food rather quickly, while spouting his compliments about you and the food. "Wow this is so good, Bun" and "You look so pretty today" and "Did you get all dolled up for me?"
At the end of the meal you carefully bring him upstairs and take off his hero gear. Making sure to be slow and to add a sway to your movements. At this point Izuku's eyes were lidded and he still had that same smile of adoration but it seemed almost suspecting.
You pushed him back on the bed and slowly took off the pajamas. (Deku merch obviously) Under it you had your dark green and black lingerie.
"wow.. you were ready for me, weren't you bun?"
He cups your cheek and pulls you onto his lap. You feel his warm, calloused hand touch your face as a familiar sensation of Izuku's bulge rubbing against your sweet spot.
You lean in for a kiss and start playing with the zipper on his hero suit pants. As you do he slips a hand on your waist and deepens the kiss while helping you loosen his pants and takes off his suit.
"lemme help you with that bun..."
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"F-fuck! Wait! Izu...." Of course after working for so long and so hard your husband is gonna be a little pent up. Not being able to come home to see his pretty, loyal wife. The only way to solve that? A fucking mating press. Nothing can compare to the satisfaction of a good fucking. Especially passionate, rough and deep sex.
I mean if you aren't screaming his name at the end is it even considered a good fucking? Clearly he isn't putting in enough effort if you give him a reaction that's anything less than a moan of his name, unintelligible mumbles, or praises. So he'll go for a couple hours. Maybe he'll be satisfied after a few positions, some breeding, and marking. Just to make sure you know you're his.
And right after he would take a shower with you cuddle with you and make sure you were at 100 percent and then only then would he go to sleep with you in his arms. An unbreakable grasp.
Then he'll do the same thing next week.
⏤͟͟͞͞☆𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱.
Boyfriend! Izuku is tenderness personified. He's attentive to the smallest details, always listening to what you like, what makes you smile, even when you don't say anything. He remembers everything. Even what you thought you said in passing. He jots it down somewhere, in a small corner of his mind, to remember it later.
Boyfriend! Izuku loves giving you little gifts. They're never extravagant things. They're presents with real meaning. Small things, but they shine with thoughtfulness and love for you.
Boyfriend! Izuku also likes writing you letters. Letters full of beautiful, well-written words because he wants every sentence to be perfect. He draws clumsy little hearts, but so cute. He puts everything he feels for you into them; you can't help but shed a little tear while reading them.
Boyfriend! Izuku also creates things just for you. Paper flowers, often tulips in your favorite color, carefully folded during his rare moments of rest. He offers them to you, embarrassed but proud, hoping it will make you smile.
Boyfriend! Izuku blushes when you kiss his cheek in thanks. He looks at you like you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, because you are. Even when you're at your worst.
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Izuku Midoriya is the sweetest boyfriend you've ever had. He listens to you, supports you, reassures you, understands you, cherishes you, loves you. He's so cute.
Izuku Midoriya listens to you when you feel bad about yourself or when you have personal or professional problems and gives you the best advice he can give you.
Izuku Midoriya enthusiastically supports you when you have a new project or a new ambition. He wants you to succeed in your life.
Izuku Midoriya understands you when you want to be alone to think or when you're going through a difficult time and makes you understand that if you need him, he's there.
Izuku Midoriya reassures you when your insecurities take over your life and threaten to destroy your beautiful heart.
Izuku Midoriya cherishes you as much as he can. He gives you smiles so sincere that your heart melts, prepares your favorite dish when you have a low morale or kisses you gently to soothe you.
Izuku Midoriya loves you and even more when you spend time together even the simplest. The smiles, the small gestures, the sweet words, and the kisses that you give him, melt him.
Izuku Midoriya is madly in love with you as you are madly in love with him.
Izuku Midoriya is the number 1 hero and your hero.
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