#Izuku having an anxiety attack

[actuallysaiyan]

The Rain(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Hero!Reader)

warnings: AU, pre-Izuku All Might, scars, angst, fluff, smut, mentions of teacher-student relationships, age gap, unprotected sex, mentions of anxiety, love confessions, size kink, All Might in both forms, reader is All Might's former mentee, suggestive themes word count: 3k!! pairings: All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Hero!Reader summary: while out trying to run errands, Toshinori becomes anxious and nearly succumbs to a panic attack...then you are there to help him! when you get home, it turns into a full blown love confession. a/n: big thanks to @cherryblossombankai! Tagging: @pixelcafe-network and dividers by @adornedwithlight

The rain drizzled from the sky. Toshinori sighs as he feels another fatigue attack coming along. He wasn’t sure if it was his anxiety working its way through his system or was it the lack of breakfast he had today, but the way he was feeling was telling him he was going to run out of stamina and soon. He wouldn’t be able to manage to get home.

Nevermind getting home, he wouldn’t be able to manage to get down the street from here. He tried to hide himself, ducking into an alleyway as his breath was getting more and more shallow. He folds in half, clutching the old scar that would never allow him to be normal again. His blond tresses brush against the cold, brick wall as he leans against the building. It’s not long before he’s coughing up some blood, and he curses himself for not having any tissues on him. Toshinori feels cold, defeated and depressed.

‘I used to be the number one hero. I used to be somebody. I could go for days without needing rest…’ He thinks pitifully to himself.

And then, there in the opening of the alleway, a familiar face appears. Your heart stops for a moment when you see your former mentor sitting on the cold, dirty ground. You rush over to him, kneeling down to get a better look at him.

“A-All Might?” You ask, wondering if he even recognizes you right now.

He smiles weakly. “I don’t think I deserve to hear that name coming from your lips.”

You’re quick to dig in your purse for a tissue. You wipe away the blood on his lips, then you press your hand on his forehead. He was running a low fever, and by the look on his face, you could tell he was very fatigued. There’s shame written all over his face.

Toshinori can’t stop thinking about how old he feels and how useless he feels right now. Especially considering it had been a few years since the two of you had actually seen each other in person. You knew about his true form, but seeing him in such a state hurts your heart more than anything.

“Do you need help?” You finally offer, not wanting to hurt his pride.

He nods. “Y-yeah…I’d like that.”

Gently you pick him up and carry him bridal style. Something about being the one carried makes him feel warm inside, despite the blush creeping up on his cheeks. It was a little embarrassing right now, but he was feeling too weak to even really care. He nuzzles against your chest as you make your way down the street to your apartment.

Once inside the comforts of your place, Toshinori feels a little more at ease. You sit him on the couch, removing his wet jacket and hanging it up so it can dry. In the kitchen, you rustle up your kettle to boil water for some tea.

Then you sit down next to him. He’s still shivering, even when you give him the steaming mug of tea. ‘I must look so pathetic,’ he thinks to himself. But the way you continue to dote on him makes him feel so adored. He smiles weakly again, but you know he’s trying to put up a front that he’s okay when he’s not.

“It’s been a long time, huh?” You finally cut the silence.

He takes a sip of his tea. “Two years now. But I always see you on the news,”

“Really? Are you really keeping up with the shit I do?”

He groans. “You know it’s not shit. You’re an amazing hero! You save so many, you inspire new generations of heroes.”

“Who do you think I learned it from?”

This causes butterflies to erupt in his tummy. He hasn’t felt this way in so long. He met you when you were in your first year out of UA. You were a bright-eyed young hero, just wanting to show the world that you were here. And boy did you ever make an impression. With your power-type quirk that gives you super strength and super speed, you and All Might were a perfect match.

He was your mentor for years. He watched you grow from that innocent little thing that was so keen on doing the right thing to the beautiful woman you are now. Sure it had been two years since you two had seen one another, but that didn’t stop the bond you already have.

“I suppose you had a good mentor to teach you all those tricks,” Toshinori laughs.

“He was always so good to me…a mentor that could make me feel so many emotions. Even ones I didn’t understand at the time.”

Toshinori notices the way you grow silent all of a sudden. He’s hesitant to reach out and to ask what you mean, but he knows what you’re talking about. Your admiration for the man had bloomed into something even deeper. The good ol’ days when you two would fight crime together are long behind you, but the love you have for him is still very apparent.

“Did you ever…tell this person how you truly feel?” He asks, worried that maybe you’ll never admit it.

You blush and look down at your lap. “I figured he knew.”

There’s a tension building between the two of you. He looks at you with the eyes of a very tired, worn down man. A man who feels like he’s lost everything, and yet here you are, one of the most precious gifts in his life. You’re still here. You saved him from what could have been a nasty panic attack in that alleyway too. He reaches out and caresses your cheek softly.

“What if I told you that your mentor loves you?”

The words sound like they are coming from someone else. You had imagined this moment for so long, only to push it all away the day you and All Might decided to part ways. You wondered if he had ever truly clued in on the crush you had on him, but this was letting you know that it was oh so real.

“He…loves me?” You ask, finally looking up at him.

Toshinori blushes and he takes your hand in his. “I love you.”

There’s a moment of silence before you get closer to him and begin kissing him. It’s soft and sweet at first, but soon turns into something a little hungrier and passionate. You feel like you can’t get enough, even though your lips are pressed to his and you have your hands on his body. You need to breathe him in, hold him until you two become one.

“I love you too,” you whisper against his lips.

His whole body feels warm now, despite the chill he definitely had earlier. His large hands cradle your face. He swipes his thumbs against your cheeks before he kisses you again. It’s so soft, and so delicate. You feel like you’re floating on a cloud. The one thing you had always hoped for was finally coming true.

There’s almost this clarity in his eyes when you pull away. He strokes your cheeks again, a small smile on his face. You can’t hide your own silly grin. A million and one thoughts pass through your mind, but you don’t seem to even know how to process everything. You’re snapped out of it when Toshinori shivers again.

“You need a bath,” you offer. “A warm bath.”

He can’t say no. You take his hands in yours and help him to his feet. He follows you diligently into the bathroom. It’s cozy here. It smells like flowers. Toshinori feels comforted immediately. He remembers when you told him about finding this apartment. It seems like it was only yesterday instead of just last year during a phone call.

You start up the water and begin digging in a cupboard for bath salts and essential oils. The room fills with the soft scent of lavender and jasmine. Toshinori looks at you and he notices you’re beginning to undress. There’s a look on your face; it’s one he knows all too well. The look of being insecure to undress in front of someone.

His eyes widen when you get completely naked. Your body is so beautiful. The skin looks so soft to the touch. But what really catches his eye is the large scar on your chest. It almost mirrors the one on his chest. It’s red in some spots, fading to a purple shiny look]\\. You try to hide it from him, but he approaches you.

“When did…when did this happen?” He asks you, regretting not being there with you whenever this happened.

You look away ashamed, “Not long after we parted ways. I guess I needed All Might more than I figured.”

He pulls you in close, kissing you deeply. Tears roll down your cheeks, but he’s so quick to hush you softly with the sweetest words. He rubs his nose against yours before kissing you so sweetly. 

“You’re so strong,” he comments. “I know you fight with that same flame that lights up my heart.”

You’re swooning now. Who would have thought that Toshinori Yagi would be such a smooth talker? He smiles at you when you look up at him. Then you help take off his clothes, uncovering his own scar.

Both of you sigh happily as you sink into the large tub together. Toshinori pulls you even closer. His hands are itching to get all over you. The warm water makes you feel even more silky smooth to the touch. His lips are right by your ear as he leans in to whisper.

“I should have been there for you,” he admits. “I should have continued to help you grow. You needed me, but I was so foolish to let you go. I thought…I thought I was holding you back.”

You turn to look at him, “I never ever thought you were holding me back. Never ever did I think that, not even once.”

“I just felt like you could have done so much more without me,” he whispers. “But I failed you.”

You finally turn to face him and you straddle his lap. Being this close to you suddenly has his blood rushing down to his groin. Your breasts press against his chest. Toshinori looks at you with his lips parted and his cheeks pink.

“I don’t want to hear you talking so poorly about yourself. You really have no idea how amazing you are, do you?”

He shakes his head, “You give me too much credit.”

Another kiss pressed to his lips. Between more heated kisses, you remind him of his greatness. He wants to deny it, but when it comes from you, it sounds so heavenly. It sounds like the actual truth. Not the same words that fell from so many mouths before you and after you. No, those weren't empty praises from his admirers, but it sounds even better coming from you.

His hands caress your sides slowly; he’s taking his time to savor the feeling of your skin. You smell good too, your own musk melding with the floral scents that cling to the air. It makes the hair on his body stand on end as he keeps leaning in to kiss you.

There’s a deep noise that comes from his throat when he grows hard. His erection presses against your mound, slipping between your moist folds. You gasp at the sudden contact and you look at the man in front of you. There’s a perverted grin on his face.

“This is a new technique,” his voice is gravelly now. “A new technique I never got to teach you.”

One of his hands soothes down your body, stopping only to knead your breasts softly before heading down to your pussy. You let out a cute moan as he begins to stimulate you. All logical thoughts go out the window when he begins to rub your clit in slow circles. You feel his cock prodding against your hole.

“I know you’re strong enough to take this. You’ll be good for me, won’t you?”

Whispers of you promising to be good for him fill the air. He smirks at the way you’re grinding against him. He really pictured this moment so many times, especially when he’d lay awake at night thinking of you. And now, he has you here in his arms. He has you so close and he’s not going to let you go. Never again will he let you go.

Toshinori regains his strength enough to help position you over his throbbing cock. Slowly, you begin to sink down on it. Your mind is swimming as you try to adjust to his very large girth. Never would you have imagined just how good it would feel to finally take him. He presses a kiss to your temple as you lean in to rest against him.

“Relax for me,” he coos. “Please breathe.”

You shudder at his soft words of encouragement. Your whole body feels warm and relaxed as you rest against your lover. The man you’ve loved for so long, finally here to love you in the way you’ve wanted forever. You have to blink back tears as his arms wrap around you and he rubs your back slowly.

“That’s it. You’re taking me so well.” He whispers in your ear. “I knew you could take me.”

You whimper. “Toshi, you’re so big.”

This causes him to smirk again. He knows he’s big. And he knew you’d say something like that to flatter his ego. But it’s purely just you babbling as your mind struggles with the euphoric pleasure that he’s giving you just by pulling you down onto his cock. The minute he bottoms out, you let out a gasp.

Slowly, he begins rocking his hips. Words of praise fill your ears as you try to ride him as well. Toshinori kisses you, making your walls clench around him. He loves the way you’re already so close to your orgasm. He does everything to tease you, pushing you closer to that peak. And when you do cum, it’s explosive. He can see the pleasure all over your features. Your lips part, your body shakes and your eyes roll back. 

“S-shit…” He finally manages to pull you off.

You see the way his cock is throbbing. It’s angry and red and leaking so much precum. In your haze, you reach for it to begin stroking him. Toshinori has to push your hand away as he feels the coil in his stomach tightening.

“N-no…don’t want it to end like this.”

He helps you out of the tub, being the one to lean on this time. Both of you take a while to dry each other off. Toshi sits on the seat nearby and you rub soft lotion all over his skin. You don’t skimp out on the praise and words of love either. Then he takes his turn to rub the lotion on you, treating you to a similar experience.

The sheets are crisp and soft. Toshinori wastes no time pulling you in to kiss you. There’s a new excitement in the air as he grows aroused. Without warning, he shifts into his muscular form. Your eyes widen; you try to take him all in.

“Like what you see?” He inquires, smirking down at you.

“Yes, but I love all of you.”

This nearly brings him to tears. How you could just so easily tear down the walls he’s put up for years is beyond him. But he’s lucky to have you now after not seeing you for so long. Your hands cup his cheeks and you two share a very heated and hungry kiss.

Toshinori bends you into the position he wants you in, and then he uses his cock to rub against your swollen, aching clit. He growls with every twitch and squirm of your body. He’s never seen anything more beautiful than you. With his mind fuzzy with lust, he pushes into you ever so slowly.

“T-Toshi!” You squeal as he finally bottoms out.

Just the sensation of his thicker cock hitting your sweet spot has you arching your back in preparation for another intense orgasm. Toshinori loves the way you look so fucked out already. He should chastise himself for being such a perverted old man, but the way you keep begging for him to fuck you, he knows he’s in the right to make you feel this way.

His thumbs rub against your nipples as he begins to pound you. You can’t even keep up with the amount of pleasure. You’re drenching the sheets below you, leaving a big mess. A few more thrusts has you over the edge, crying out his name like it’s your own personal mantra. Toshinori leans in even closer, kissing you sloppily.

“I’m close,” he pants. “Should I pull out?”

You shake your head, pleading for him to ‘cum inside, please’ which practically makes him blow his load immediately. Loud grunts of your name and a string of curses fall from his lips as he paints your insides white. More and more of it fills you up, and you swear you’ve never seen another man cum this much. When he finally pulls out, he strokes himself a few more times to paint your lower abdomen with a few more shots.

You look up at him, seeing the dark look of lust be replaced with a deep look of love in his eyes. Toshinori kisses you once more before he gets up. You lay there, trying to understand what just happened. When he returns, he cleans you up with a warm washcloth before joining you on the bed. He pulls you to sit in his lap, playing with your hair.

“I hope you know that I’m not letting you go again,” he whispers. “You’re stuck with me.”

He spreads your thighs, letting his half-hard cock rest against your mound. There’s a deep growl that rumbles from him as he nips at your neck.

“All mine now.”

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coming out > shouta aizawa (mha)

Word Count: 2.1k

Pairing: Aizawa & Daughter!Reader, Reader x Momo (not official,,, yet), mentions of EraserMic

Warnings: Like one or two curse words, anxiety about coming out, probably a little OOC characters but oh wellll. Mostly fluff, I love writing Dadzawa

A/N: This was a request from @wi-2006 I hope you enjoy it!

you fell to the ground with a pained thud, and you scowled as you stared up at the sky. “damn it,” you huffed as you sat up, and you rested on your knees.

“i’m so sorry! are you okay?” izuku held out a hand to you and you allowed him to pull you up before you dusted off the knees of your costume.

“‘m fine,” you brushed back a few strands of hair that had escaped from your ponytail before you got back into position. “i’m ready now.”

“need to focus, kid,” your dad’s voice called from a few yards away where he was helping hitoshi with his capture weapon. to anyone else, he appeared bored, bored of correcting your mistakes and calling out your lack of attention, but you recognized the concern in his voice. you knew he’d be talking to you later and you briefly considered faking sick to avoid the inevitable conversation. “try again, then take a break.”

you nodded as you turned towards izuku again, eyes narrowing as you focused. you had been sparring for what felt like hours at this point, and you wanted to perfect this new takedown. your close combat skills were usually your strength, but you couldn’t focus today.

izuku nodded briefly at you before he was off, and you quickly countered his first attack. the two of you continued to spar, each getting a fair amount of blows in before you finally saw the opening you needed. you jumped into action and when izuku was finally pinned, you leaned back against the ground and let out an ‘oof’ as your back hit the grass, your eyes screwed shut from the sun. you enjoyed the feeling of the sun for a minute, and a moment later, you heard shifting beside you. you squinted your eyes open and reached over, shoving at izuku’s arm as he sat beside you.

“you did good today,” you said and izuku smiled at you.

“thank you! you did, too.” a brief pause. “i asked mr. aizawa if we could go off campus and grab dinner for everyone, i think it’s shoto’s night to cook.” you shuddered at the thought and nodded.

“good idea.” you sat up. “let me get my gym bag and say bye and we can go.” izuku nodded and you stood up, and you walked over to grab your things. hitoshi was finishing his cooldown stretches, your dad watching from a few feet away. you walked up to him and butted your head against the back of his arm. you smiled as your dad’s arm wrapped around your shoulders and his hand ruffled your hair.

“good takedown,” your dad commented before he looked at you. “still coming home tonight?” you nodded, gnawing at your lip. you switched between your dorm with your class and your room in the teacher’s dorms; you loved your classmates but sometimes you needed a break from them. and your dad’s was the best place to get that break. you missed your old house, but you still have the cats and hizashi and your aunt nemuri are close, so it was still pretty nice.

“gonna do dinner, watch a movie, then head over,” you let your eyes flutter closed for a moment, enjoying the rare moment of peace with your dad. he briefly rested his head against your own before he patted your shoulder.

“should shower first, too. don’t need you stinking up the house,” a subtle smirk made its way to his face and you glared up at him.

“just for that, i’m not going to.” you stuck your tongue out at him, narrowly ducking from the stray edge of capture weapon that shot out at you. “rude!”

you exchanged goodbyes with your dad, called out a goodbye to shinsou, then jogged over to izuku. you and izuku walked off campus and you talked about classes, upcoming exams. you were texting the class groupchat about dinner orders when he asked a question that made you pause.

“you seemed really distracted today. is everything okay?” you and izuku were close, you and him quickly becoming friends, and you had the same friend group.

“i’m a little worried about my weekend with my dad,” you admitted after a minute, and izuku stayed quiet, having learned when to let you rant. “he knows something is bothering me and i’m worried about him asking me. i can’t lie to him, he’s my dad. but i’m also terrified of how he’ll react.” izuku stayed quiet for another moment, and you sighed. “i’m thinking about telling him.”

you could practically hear the gears turning in izuku’s head until it clicked. your crush on momo wasn’t glaringly obvious, but you had let it slip to some of your friends (izuku, hitoshi, and ochako). your entire friend group knew you were bisexual, hell you’re pretty sure your entire class did, but your dad didn’t know. and you didn’t know what was worse- telling him about it or him realizing you’ve been hiding it from him for so long. and you were scared. scared of how he’d react, scared if things would change.

“do you want to tell him?”

“yes. no. i don’t know? he can tell something is up and today just confirmed it. it never should’ve taken me that long to knock you on your ass. he’s gonna ask what’s bothering me and i just… i can’t lie to him if he asks me.” your phone vibrated and a quick glance left you smiling once you saw the text. “he’s bound to find out soon, and it would only be worse if he found out from someone else.”

izuku nodded, a sympathetic smile on his lips. “it’ll be scary, but i know you can do it. if you want any of us there with you, we’d all be happy to.”

“thanks, zuku. this is something i need to do myself, though. but if it goes bad, i may hide in your room after.” izuku wraps an arm around you and pulls you into his side, and you wrap your arm around him. “thank you.” no other words were said as you walked into the restaurant and the nervous pit in your stomach started to fade away a little.

-

dinner came and went, and now your class had spread out across the common room to watch some pre-quirk era movie about this hero that resembled a spider.

“sero! do you think you could-“ denki started and without looking away from the screen, you spoke.

“don’t even think about it,” you said and denki’s friends started laughing.

“okay, sensei,” denki huffed and you instinctively shot a glare at the blonde. denki yelped and hid behind hitoshi, who wrapped an arm around him.

“dude, she’s not actually aizawa, you don’t have to hide from her.” you rolled your eyes, an amused smirk on your lips.

“she looks just like him! look at that,” denki whined. living with aizawa, naturally you adopted his facial expressions and even his ‘teacher voice’ at times. denki would forever be haunted by the resemblance you had to your father when he had accidentally woken you up, your eyes might as well have been glowing with the glare you had given him.

“well he is my father,” you drawled and momo giggled from beside you, and you willed yourself to keep your expression calm.

the rest of the movie played out and you had started to fall asleep on the couch. you froze as you felt a blanket drape over you and someone lean down.

“goodnight,” momo whispered, her lips brushing against your cheek before she excused herself to bed. a minute later, you peeked an eye open and were grateful to see you were the last one in the common area. what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-

“coming to bed?” your dad’s voice startled you and you jumped off the couch. he raised an eyebrow at you and you nodded.

“sorry, yeah. just started falling asleep,” your dad’s gaze was disbelieving but he dropped it for now.

“have everything you need?” you felt for the phone in your pocket and nodded, and you tucked yourself into your dad’s side as you yawned. “let’s go.”

you woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee and the faint hum of the television. you stretched and yawned as you sat up before you stood and walked to the living room. you were greeted by the sight of your dad, coffee mug in one hand and pen in the other as he graded papers.

“morning,” you greeted as you walked to the coffee maker and you poured yourself a mug. you took a seat beside your dad a minute later, and you looked down at the papers as you leaned against him. “how’d i do?”

“good as usual,” your dad turned to kiss your temple, and you smiled. a comfortable silence filled the room as you watched your dad grade, occasionally looking up at the TV screen. it was quiet, it was peaceful. and then your dad spoke again.

“i’ve noticed you’ve been a little in your head lately. distracted easily, not as focused as usual.” a brief pause. “is everything okay?” you swore your heart stopped and you set your mug down with a shaky breath. your dad set his pen down and turned to face you, his focus fully on you. “kid?”

“i’ve wanted to tell you, i-i was just worried you’d get mad.” you whispered and he frowned.

“well, you’re sitting here now so you haven’t been arrested.” the blunt statement shocked you and you couldn’t help but smile a bit. “i’m your teacher, so i’d know if you were expelled, suspended, or failing anything. none of your classmates ever come to me with any complaints about how you treat them. i don’t see what you could’ve done that would make me upset with you.”

“it’s nothing i did. it’s just… i don’t know how to explain it. just something i… discovered?” you could practically hear the gears in his head turning.

“is it about school?” you shook your head.

“do you remember the crush i had on hitoshi?” you decided to finally get to it and your stomach twisted and turned. he didn’t have his capture weapon on, you could realistically make it out the door before he could get it. you wouldn’t make it far, but you could make it to nemuri’s or hizashi’s. no, you needed to tell him. you could run away after.

your dad nodded. “didn’t that end a while ago? when he started liking someone else?” you nodded.

“i had never had a crush on anyone before hitoshi and when he told me he liked someone else, i was upset. i had my friends to help me through it, and i got close with one of them. i think i really like them, but…”

your dad stayed quiet, waiting to see if you’d continue talking or if he could talk. you took a deep breath before you looked your dad in the eyes. “i like momo.” you whispered. “i, i never liked another girl before and i didn’t know i could. then denki talked to me about it and said i could be bisexual? and i am. bi.”

the silence was deafening and you felt your hands start to shake. you wanted your dad to say something, anything, but you were scared of what he would say.

“have you asked her out yet?”

“i’m sorry, i’ll go back to the- wait, what?”

“why are you apologizing?” your dad asked and suddenly, his expression softening. “did you think i would react badly?” your vision immediately became blurry and your eyes began to burn. seconds later, you were pulled into your dad’s chest and you latched onto him. you sobbed against him, tears soaking through his shirt as he rubbed your back. “you’re happy, you’re healthy, you’re not hurting anyone. that’s all i could ever ask for,” another sob left you at his words and you shifted to look up at him.

one hand combed through your hair and the other cupped your cheek, thumbs wiping away stray tears. “i-i don’t know why, but i thought you’d be mad at me,” you whimpered and your dad shook his head.

“never. you can’t control who you love, it would be illogical to get mad over something you had no control over.” your dad leaned back against the couch, and you curled into his side. “besides, would be extremely irrational of me to get upset over you being bi since i’ve been dating hizashi for the last two months.” it took you a minute to process his words and you sat up.

“what?! you and hizashi?” your dad nodded, amused smile on his face and you stood up. “come on, get up. i need to go talk to him if you thought you two could date without telling me!” laughter filled the dorm and as you walked down the hall a minute later with your dad trailing behind, you couldn’t be happier. maybe now you could finally ask momo on a date.

[fujoshirat]

+Strawberry Magic! ♡ 30 Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?!♡+

Chapter 5: Winter Gala Cinderella

Summary: When virgin Pro Hero Shouto turns 30, he gains the magical ability to read the minds of people that he touches. After finding out that his personal assistant has a crush on him, everything changes and Shouto finds himself lost in the stressful game called love.

Pairing: Todoroki Shouto x Reader

Warnings: Aged up characters, slight cursing (not a lot), both Shouto and reader POV (3rd person POV too), slight anxiety attack

"Oh! Please come in, Todoroki-san!"

Taking his shoes off at the entrance, Shouto looks around. Y/N's apartment has a homey feeling to it; cozy colored lights, warm wallpaper, and the gentle smell of vanilla fill his senses. Turning back to his assistant, he notices that she has already somewhat put on her dress.

"You came just in time, sir! I managed to zip it up a little bit, but I still need help."

"Of course, I'll help you."

Finding the zipper, Shouto quickly zips it up. 'No more zipper incidents.'

"All done."

"Thank you!"

The dual-toned man watches his assistant twirl around in front of the mirror, admiring the expensive outfit.

After wrapping her boa around herself, Y/N takes Shouto's hand. He leads her out of the apartment and into his car.

...

If you had to describe the gala in one word, it would be majestic. Upon entering, you notice that the entire ballroom is elegantly decorated with crystal chandeliers, gold accents, and floral arrangements. The guests are pro heroes and employees, no doubt top-tier and elite, all dressed to the nines. In the corner, there is a live orchestra performing softly. Shifting your boa around yourself nervously, you look up at your boss.

"Todoroki-san, this gala is incredible! Thank you so much again for inviting me!"

"It's no problem at all, L/N-san. You look stunning, and I'm glad that you accepted the invite."

Being complimented by THE Shouto Todoroki felt like a dream. Even if he was your boss and you saw him five out of seven days of the week, it still made you feel elated to be noticed.

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Shouto makes his way through the crowd, his assistant's arm looped with his. He could feel the stares and curiosity from the onlookers, but that didn't matter. All he could focus on were Y/N's thoughts.

'So many pro! Oh my gosh!! Is that Froppy? Uravity? I wonder if Dynamight is here too?? I should get an autograph or something! It's not every day that I have this chance to meet them- oh? Is that shrimp cocktail and steak over there?'

Shouto chuckles quietly to himself. 'So L/N-san is a secret hero fangirl, huh? That's cute.'

-Huh? Snap out of it!-

Shaking his head, he makes his way to his closest friends. Izuku notices him and waves.

"Shouto!"

Katsuki simply nods, but his gaze hardens when he notices the woman behind Shouto.

"Hey, it's good to see you both again." Shouto looks at his assistant and puts a hand behind her back. "This is L/N-san, my assistant. L/N-san, these are my friends, Midoriya and Bakugou."

'OH MY GOSH!! IT'S DEKU AND PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT!! I knew they would come, but I didn't realize that Todoroki-san would introduce me to them!! Omg!!' In contrast to her exhuberant thoughts, Y/N smiles and bows politely.

"It is an honor to meet you two, Midoriya-san and Bakugou-san."

Izuku smiles. "Oh, you were the lady who I Shouto's birthday gifts to!"

Shouto notices the sparkle that grows in Y/N's eyes.

"You remember me?"

"Mhm!"

"No way!!!"

While his assistant and best friend converse, he looks at Katsuki, who quirks a brow at him. The blondie gestures for him to come closer, and Shouto follows. Lowering his voice, he speaks up.

"This is her?"

"Yes."

"Why's she yer plus one?"

"...I don't know."

Shouto genuinely didn't have an answer. All this time, he thought that he did not reciprocate the feelings that Y/N fostered for him, yet... these past few weeks, ever since finding out about her crush on him, he's been... conflicted.

After a period of momentary silence between the two guys, Katsuki scoffs.

"It looks to me like you're stuck. Don't be leading her on."

Letting out a sigh, Shouto replies.

"I know."

...

After having a friendly conversation with his friends and greeting the higher-ups who organized the gala, Shouto leads his assistant to a quiet table to dine at. The food was opened after some remarks by the president of the Japan Heroes Association Board, and everything was fine.

However, once they had finished their food, Shouto heard a camera behind him.

CLICK.

Whipping his head around, he notices a man holding up a reporter's camera at the other side of the room. The flash from the shutter also seemed to have alerted other guests. Security bolted towards the mab, but it was too late, he began running around like a chicken with its head cut off, snapping pictures of the other guests. A woman screamed when another flash went off. Suddenly, there was a group of cameramen at the entrance.

"Why are there reporters?"

"Wasn't this supposed to be a private event?"

Shouto looks at Y/N with concern. Her face is filled with worry. "Sir, what's going on?" "Some reporters must have snuck in. This was supposed to be a private gala."

FLASH.

A reporter snaps a picture of him and his assistant. Flinching, Y/N shielfs her face with the expensive fur.

"Pro hero Shouto! Are you dating this woman?"

Before he can respond, a security guard drags the reporter out. Shouto hears a sigh escape Y/N's face, though he notices her quaking legs and shaky breathing.

"Would you like to go somewhere quieter?"

...

Once the elevator door opens, Y/N gasps. The rooftop garden was beautiful; fragrant flowers, orchestral music playing softly on the speakers, the vibrant city lights.

Everything seemed magical.

"It's... so beautiful and peaceful here. Thank you, Todoroki-san."

Shouto smiles, relieved that she is no longer displaying signs of anxiety.

"Considering what happened in the ballroom, I thought you might appreciate the peace here. Sorry, this is the first time that the paparazzi has been so desperate that they've had to sneak in.

Taking a seat on a bench, Y/N speaks up.

"So, Todoroki-san-"

"Shouto."

"Hm?"

"Call me Shouto."

"Are you sure?"

Was Shouto sure? Y/N wasn't his lover or family, she was his assistant. But, in the moment, Shouto was absolutely sure.

"Absolutely."

"Well then, call me Y/N."

"Y/N."

"Shouto."

The corners of his mouth threaten to curve up when he hears his assistant call him by his first name. Her sweet voice, the way his name rolled naturally from her tongue, it all felt so... tender.

"So, I can imagine that you attend fancy events like this often."

Shouto nods, "Yes. Even since high school, I've had to attend events."

"You seemed so natural in there! I was so nervous, there are so many people that I look up to!"

"Really? Pro heroes?"

Y/N's smile widens as she nods.

"Mhm! I saw so many! Froppy, Uravity, Earphone Jack, Chargebolt... you even introduced me to the famous Midoriya-san and Bakugou-san!"

"All those people you mentioned, I actually attended high school with them." Shouto laughs when his assistant gasps.

"Really?!? Oh my gosh, that is so crazy but makes so much sense!"

As she rambles on, Shouto notices the stray strand of hair covering a small part of his assistant's face. Gently, he tucks it behind her ear.

'She's... gorgeous.'

And then, he hears her voice.

'I have to say it.'

"Todor-Shouto, I like you."

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.

.

'Did she jus-' 'Oh shit.'

Y/N stands up abruptly, the boa falling off her shoulders and onto the bench.

"I'm sorry sir, I have to go!"

She runs off as fast as she can in her heels and enters the elevator. Shouto realizes what is going on and snaps out of his stunned trance. He grabs the boa and runs to her.

"Y/N, wait!"

The door shuts before he is able to stop it. Looking at the boa in his hands, he curses.

"Damn it!"

A/N: Sorry for the late update, but here's chapter 5!! It's a little different from how I usually write (in my opinion), but I hope you still enjoyed it >w< I apologize if the anxiety attack scene was not very good, I personally have not experienced such an attack nor have a written one into a story.

As usual, thank you for reading Strawberry Magic!! Chapter 6 may also take a week to be posted, but I won't abandon the series. School has started once again and I have extracurriculars, so I apologize in advance for the inconsistency! If you want to be added to the taglist, just lmk <3

~entire fic and notes written by me: fujoshirat!

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[mitsua]

Hello it's me again 🌹🎀 I must say that I saw your post that you had made and I loved how you wrote it, you have some talent ✨ I had this thought a few days ago, I saw myself again of an anime Magical Girls (Precure, although in English the adaptations of two of its anime franchises are called Glitter Force) And I was wondering if I could make a request for A female reader who is a magical girl (Precure or Sailor moon) and is in a relationship with Izuku Midoriya (It would be fun to know how they would get along their relationship).

And no thanks for the other request! You are the most never forget.

: 🌹🎀

Hiii 🌹🎀!!! Thank you so much for your support! I wholeheartedly appreciate it!

Ohh, this is probably gonna sound weird but I've actually never watched a whole series involving magical girls... sure I watched a couple of Sailor Moon's episodes but I preferred something else so never got to engage with them too long. However—this request definitely made me re-think about my choices and I'll most probably go watch some when I can! Soo, enough rambling—hope you enjoy this headcanons!

With an S/o who's a Magical Girl

Warnings: none Genre: fluff

Series: Boku No Hero Academia Pairing: Izuku Midoriya × FEM! Y/N

Words' count: 0.50k

Better be prepared when he first sees your transformation! Undoubtedly will stare in awe and probably malfunction for a while, so if you got a sparring match of any kind, you could have some advantage hehe.

He can't help it! All those sprinkles and the sudden glow coming from your body flabbergasts him—the dress that could or could not reveal some parts of your body shocks him more. Nevertheless, he really loves your costume so much and makes sure to let you know while he is interviewing you about your power's benefits and drawbacks.

Even when you're one of the best couples in the Heroes' world after getting your official license, he can't help sometimes but admire you as you get into your matching clothes.

You carry your special weapon everywhere, it helps you to transform quicker and Izuku notices quickly along the way. That's something he gotta do since he's been witness and victim of villains attacks and without the proper equipment close to him, he may get more hurt at the end of the battle. (Like without the red gloves All Might's niece did for him.)

So, after asking you how it works or you lending it to him to investigate it, he may be able to come up with some device that adjusts to his necessities so you both are never caught unprepared on the streets.

That's something else, the eye public has on you. They've been supportive ever since you decided to announce your engagement with Izuku.

Everyone thinks you're the cutest couple ever!

They've got clips of battles when Izuku's mouth is slightly agape as he watches from behind you as you transform and—in the other way around when you smile profoundly when he activates his power and his whole body starts glowing green. Yeah, definitely made for each other.

If you have a maskot, whatever creature they might be, they give you both that sense of comfort and normality while spending quality time in your shared home.

You spend mornings cuddling and when your maskot sees you two, they go straight to enjoy your warmth when they settle between you two on the bed.

On a sad side, you two know how painful it is to watch the other get or be injured. Of course you do your best on the battle fields to end up victorious and smile comfortingly to everyone, alas, it's not always possible.

Izuku went through a spiral of thoughts when you were deciding to be a couple of active heroes. If you ever decide to for a family, he might have gone further than just a spiral of thoughts—instead suffering anxiety and insomnia as only fatal outcomes kept on appearing on his dreams.

He may try to disuade your idea to keep protecting people when you do get a family together, but if you stay strong you will come with a resolution that would work perfectly.

You two would undoubtedly make history as the 'glowing couple' because of your quirks!

All writings' rights reserved © 2024 Mitsua. (Credit to the respective owners of the base idea, picture and tagged anime character.) ⌇ my navigation!

[yandere-kokeshi]

Yandere Izuku, Hawks, and Dabi with a gn darling who’s scared of loud noises

Warnings: yandere behavior and hints at slight sexual jokes.

A/N: I’m personally scared of loud noises and since the 4th of July is today, it’s not a great time lol! Please stay safe and whoever celebrates it, I hope you have a fun time :]

Deku / Izuku Midoriya:

Izuku isn’t particularly loud or quiet; he’s both in his own way. He’s quite the obsessed gentleman, and he’s more than happy to change the ways he does things to help you be more comfortable. He will normally warn you before he drops something heavy. Whenever you’re concentrating on something, such as the TV or cooking, he’ll make a noticeable noise so you know he’s there and won’t spook you when he approaches.

Fireworks and festivals are overwhelming. While it’s not to him, he loves the colors and delicious food - but everybody has fears and that’s normal. With this said, whenever fireworks start to happen, Izuku will wrap you up in a huge blanket, and some headphones he got personally for you as he starts to play music - cuddling you in the bed as he comforts you whenever you hear them.

While he’s a bit disappointed he can’t experience the festivals with you, Izuku is more worried about you.

At the end of the day with high anxiety, anything can be shocking and startling enough to make you sob. Loud noises are everywhere. Izuku is always there to comfort you, telling you he’ll handle it when the neighbors’ dogs are barking erratically or the kids in the streets are yelling too loud.

Noise-canceling headphones are a lifesaver. Deku is always bringing them everywhere, letting you wear them if you two go into the public eye or just go around the block for a walk. He always ends up buying new ones, ones that have cute designs.

Hawks / Keigo Takami:

Noise-canceling headphones are a lifesaver. Deku is always bringing them everywhere, letting you wear them if you two go into the public eye or just go around the block for a walk. He always ends up buying new ones, ones that have cute designs.

Surprisingly, he can be both noisy - quiet and extremely loud at the same time. With his wings, he may unintentionally break something, his voice being rather startling when he comes up behind you to hug you. Whenever he does shatter something, he apologizes profusely, comforting you with words of encouragement and diverting your attention to him; trying his best to fix whatever he started, as he’d hate to worsen your anxiety.

He will try his best to change. With his footsteps, he’s quick - coming up beside you before you even know it. With his few encounters with you nearly having a panic attack, he’s learned to rather knock or make a recognizable sound that you can calm down or bump yourself up so you can be comfortable.

Hawks is extremely understanding. While he’s not a fan of crowds, he is a bit bummed he can’t see the fireworks with you. Though, if you decide to open up about the reasoning you’re scared of, whatever it is, Keigo is an incredibly safe key and will never judge you.

He has a hate-and-love relationship with thunderstorms and rain. While he does adore the smell and the beauty of it. The way he gets soaked and how you react shatters his heart.

If and when it starts, Hawks will always be by your side, covering you with his wings as you listen to music - him humming in your neck and prepping kisses. And if he’s not home, he’ll make sure to call you, reminding you that you’re doing such a good job.

Dabi:

He’s quiet. His footsteps are damn near silent and working as a villain, it’s tattooed in his bones. You’re meant to stay quiet and in the shadows. With this said, Dabi already picked up on your fears - always knocking on the doors, using a quiet but recognizable whistle, and making sure to never touch you without you knowing his presence.

Dabi is a bit dumbfounded by your fears. He understands that yelling or random explosions can be terrifying, but fireworks, thunderstorms, and kids laughing loudly at the park? He doesn’t understand the reasoning. Though, you’re his. He’s gonna comfort you regardless of his understanding.

Fireworks are pretty to look at. Sure, he’s snuck into a festival or two to see them but never stays long. He’s a bit happy that you don’t enjoy them, meaning he can just come home and relax with you. Though, Dabi does get sad whenever you flinch or yelp. Usually, he will rub your back, use his quirk as a mechanism of distraction, and kiss your forehead as he tells you that nothing will hurt you.

He’s more than happy to use his quirk to help divert you from the loud noises, whether that is through a thunderstorm or the neighbors who are fighting next door, he will tell you things hoping it’ll distract you; even telling awful puns or sexual jokes.

Being startled is nerve-racking, it’s likely you won’t be able to refocus for a while. It’s not only emotionally but mentally draining. With this, Dabi is a huge help. Not only will he get you noise-canceling headphones, but he’ll keep you warm under the blankets.

He’ll even go far as to offer to start a bath for you, willing to jump in if it calms you two down - which usually ends with different distractions that are more than pleasurable.

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[star1ight0]

Izuku Midoriya x Reader "Breathe"

Slight Tw; panic attack and mentions of prescription drugs

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

Quirk: Light manipulation. You can move and summon light, light bending, summoning balls of light ranging from small particles to large masses.

Izuku was never one to force you to do anything you felt uncomfortable doing. He knew you had problems with crowded and loud spaces so the last thing he wanted to do was pressure you into going out after you’d already had a rough week. There was something about seeing his face light up when he got invited to some kind of get together, and you didn't want to hold him back from doing something he was happy about. At the same time the last thing you wanted was to be left home alone with no one to hold for most if not all the night.

It was about 30 minutes before the event started and you’d already gotten ready and Izuku was going crazy looking for his only “good jacket” and as much as you love him it was stressing you out more than you already were you reached for the bottle of your bottle of anxiety meds took one and put the bottle in your Izuku's pocket, it was a normal occurrence for you to make him hold you medicine in the event that you needed it, not that you couldn't do it yourself it was just easier to let him hold onto it for you. He looked over to you and grabbed your hand.

“Hey, you don't have to do this, you know.. I can stay home and cuddle with you if that's what you want baby.”

The party wasn't as bad as you imagined it to be, yeah it was loud but it wasn't really crowded as you thought it’d be. Then again you and Izuku were really early.

You looked up at him leaning into his chest debating on what you wanted to do before the memory of how excited he seemed about it.

“No, its okay i wanna do this with you” you said wrapping your arms around him 

As the night went on more and more people showed up and it became harder and harder for you to stay close to Izuku and you didn't want to seem too clingy while he was with his hero friends. 

That was before you could feel your chest pounding out your chest and your vision get shaky from the lights. 

After a few minutes of wandering you found yourself outside behind the building feeling the rush of anxiety hit and your body shake even more. You were a Pro- Hero you couldn't be seen losing your shit over a crowded party, it was just embarrassing. You could feel your body glowing and could see tiny light particles forming around you, it was something that tended to happen when you got anxious and wasn't something you could really control.

It wasn't long until your mild panic attack turned into a fairly bigger one and by that time Izuku had found you. Your mind was going at 100 miles per hour and your chest felt like it was about to explode. It seemed impossible to focus on one thing. Then a familiar voice you found comfort in appeared,

“Hey, baby look and me please” You tried your best to meet his eyes and you felt his hands cup your face “Breathe with me darling, In.. hold.. out.. “ He repeated those words slowly a few times before guiding you to a spot to sit down, handing you a bottle of cold water and one of your pills, “Come get me next time darling, I got really worried when I saw you glowing like that.” His voice was so soft and full of genuine concern as he placed his hand you your shaking legs helping you better ground yourself “i- I didn't want to seem too clingy in front of your friends Izu” He got on the ground in front of you placing his hands on you tearstained face kissing you “I would rather be near you all the time more than anything. I don't mind, I’d honestly rather you be with me and out here a glowing crying mess, I love being with you and being with you my love”

His words felt so real and genuine and gave you some sense of reassurance. After a few minutes you felt like you were about to pass out before you felt Izuku pick you up and carry you to his car. When you woke up you were at home and he helped you out the car into the house.

You very quickly got out the stuffy dress clothes you'd been in all night putting on some shorts and one of Izuku’s sweaters, you turned around to see Izuku already changed and just looking at you lovingly. “You're so pretty, y’know that?” he placed a kiss on your lips before leading you to the bed and cuddling with you until you fell asleep

sOOOO sorry this was so short but ive been stressed with DCI and a bunch of Uni prep things. Remember eat, drink and take meds if you need too

[animestsstuff2]

•Sickly sweet•

Bakugou x vampire reader

I also wanted to add that I know typically with vampires and mates etc that they immediately know and are bewitched but because the reader Yuri is 16 she isn’t actually aware of her attraction to Bakugou, well she is but not in the instinctual vampire sense, not until she turns 17 which will be soon but the closer her birthday is the more obvious its becoming hence the whole his smell is overwhelming. It also works on Bakugou too but its Bakugou so hes just gonna ignore it.

Content warning: blood, death, anxiety? Crying, fighting.

Part 7

Masterlist

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You stood over your fathers limp body as you kept your eyes narrowed on that blue haired boy and his freakish pet. His mouth opening to speak when the doors were kicked open a loud bang drew your attention as you looked round seeing All Might. His face bare of any smile, lips tightly curled and brows furrowed as his footsteps tapped off the ground

"Have no fear students. I am here" his tone was deadly serious. You looked down at your father took this opportunity to grab him as you started dragging him towards the others.

Kirishima rushed by Bakugou to help you. Bakugou quickly following as they helped bring your father to the top of the steps. You sniffled, tears springing from your eyes as you held his head in your lap. Bakugou took a seat beside you, reaching and putting his arm around you, hand grabbing your waist. He felt compelled to comfort you, something in his chest pulling him towards you.

All Might looked down at his dear friend and at you and whispered softly an apology to you both for not being here on time. You watched as All might made his way down to face that beast. You followed quietly, Deku creeping behind you also. You wanted revenge, something in your chest pushing you to move as anger filled you.

Some of the lower criminals got ready for All Might but just as you blinked they fell to the ground, absolutely no match for his speed nor strength. He continued on to the creature and began attacking it, landing hit after hit but it really had no effect. The creature taking it easily.

“Nomu here has shock absorption All Might. Youd have to gouge his brain out if you really wanted to hurt him” The boy said, as All Might continued to dodge the creature.

“Thanks for telling me how to beat him! I just have to were him down and then its on to you!” All Might yelled as All Might grabbed the creature from behind and flipped him over. You watched eyed wide at his sheer strength as the creature went head first into the concrete. A huge cloud of dust appearing and now blocking the fight.

You stood tense as the dust dissipated and a gasp left your mouth. All Might had put the creature into the ground but a portal appeared below him, allowing the creature to come out the other end. His claws grabbing All Mights chest through the portal and drawing blood as All Might struggled in the awkward position.

“Sorry All Might but burying Nomu in the ground so he couldnt move wont work. Hes built after you so he is as strong as you are” the boy informed as All Might gritted his teeth.

You watched as the portal man, Kurogiri, stood over All Might. The portal slowly becoming smaller as Nomu disappeared inside of it, dragging All Might further. Kurogiri explained his plan to crush All Might with his quirk and your eyes widened, seeing the Pro-Hero needed help but Izuku moved quicker than you.

He ran forward ready to help as Kurogiri warped into Izukus line of attack, opening a portal and you quickly rushed forward feeling your body unfreeze itself from the position you were in but Bakugou blasted himself above you, landing down on Kurogiris metal body and keeping him in place.

You ran forward. Your scythe coming down on the arm that dug into All Mights bloodied side, freeing him as ice grew on the ground and up the Nomus legs, trapping him. Shoto was here.

“Kurogiri. Youve really got us into a mess here” The boy groaned. Kurogiri tried to move but Bakugou just blasted the metal body of his.

“You move and ill blow you into so many pieces theyll be piecing you back together for months you bastard” Bakugou growled and you couldn’t help the small smirk for a hero he was quite villainous.

The portal however the Nomu was in became smaller as the creature slipped through and out the other side. His arm fully regenerating that made All Mights eyes widen, surprised by his regeneration quirk.

“Nomu, free kurogiri” the boy ordered and your eyes widened as the creature roared and charged at Bakugou. He was too fast. Your body moved, not thinking something in you needed to protect Bakugou. He was yours after-all..

All Might was quick after you. Your speed almost matching his as your blood transformed. A long chain with your scythe at the end as you threw and landed it into the Nomus shoulder. Your heels dug into the ground trying to slow the creature as it roared and whipped its head round seeing you. It whipped its arm forward and you yelped as you flew by it, hitting the concrete wall in front.

You coughed, head spinning and aching as you slouched down against it. Your eyes rolling back as everything went dark. The last thing your ringing ears could just make out was shouting.

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“SHE CAN’T BE DEAD!” Bakugou roared at the paramedics as they hauled your body into the ambulance. A white sheet stretched over you, his eyes narrowed in at your chest, searching for any sign of life.

His chest constricted and tight as it fell and rose in sharp breaths. The doors slammed shut and he stood staring as it drove away. His head rang, a sharp pain shooting through it as he tried to rationalise it. The image flashing in his head over and over again of you against the concrete wall, slumped down with blood running from everywhere..Your head, your mouth and other cuts..

There was just so much..

A hand on his shoulder made him tense as Kirishima voice cut through his daydream.

“Bakugou, come on. They’re taking us home” Kirishimas voice was quiet and sullen. His eyes glistening with tears as he too had seen you bloodied.

Bakugou turned, pushing by the red head as he boarded the bus, accompanied by other teachers who arrived to the scene. He took his seat, his mind buzzing as he looked at his hands, hands that were covered in your blood. One glove removed when he checked for your pulse and suddenly the crippling hold on his heart returned as he remembered how he couldn’t find one and how cold you were. His arms sore as he now felt the growing weight of his gauntlets dragging them down.

His mind too wrapped up in this new emotion he was feeling. He clambered off, entering the changing rooms. His body moving itself as his brain tried to make sense of this feeling, was it shame for being too weak? No, embarrassment for letting Kurogiri go? No. He couldn’t figure it out, maybe it was just because he had witnessed someone die; a classmate, someone he was close to. You a person he grew to care about over these past wee-

“Katsuki!” His mothers voice broke his focus on his spiralling mind. Her eyes soft and happy to see her son had minimal injuries but the smile she had faded as he made his way over and got into the car without saying or, well shouting a word.

“Katsuki, are you okay” she asked as she got into the car. He only glanced over at her before returning his gaze to the window and her mind mulled over, maybe the student that is in critical condition is his friend.

The ride home was quiet and tense and even worse at the house. Bakugou ignoring the question of what would he like for dinner as he headed to his room and into his bed, falling onto it. He rolled over and suddenly sat up as he grabbed his book bag and threw it across the room, angry and fed up now with this heavy feeling in his chest. He fell back letting out a growl as he stared at his ceiling. You were dead, he would no longer be able to see you. His mind mulling over that thought, you both still needed to finish that project for English. . .

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[izukiskies]

What Hides In The Night Breakdown: Izuku Midoriya

Lore:

Kidnapped and sold into human trafficking at 5.

Was originally held in an underground “sanctuary” with at least a dozen other kids.

Was sold off to a German politician after being deemed Quirkless. (Normally she’d only take girls but Izuku’s face was too pretty.)

Worked as a maid with other trafficking girls since he could pass as a girl as long as he didn’t speak.

Was taught simple things like lock picking and hoarding supplies by the other girls who had been there longer.

Educated himself in secret by stealing books from the library when the owner wasn’t home.

Eventually got sold again at 16 after getting a cut on his face which deemed him “damaged” in the Politician’s eyes. Unfortunately, this time it was Sex Trafficking in Russia.

Gained many bruises and scars from beatings.

Would sometimes sneak onto client’s phones for real world updates. ( He spent most of his life chained to his bed in a brothel and was only allowed out for stage performances )

He knew Katsuki was a Hero through his small media updates and because of this, he never gave up on being found no matter how many years past. It was the only thing that kept him from going insane and losing himself (fully) to the dark.

Eventually the owner of the brothel was murdered by the mafia and they took it over, this made the beatings, starving and client lists very extreme.

Unfortunately, Izuku is very well known to the Dark Web in ways nobody should be.

Izuku was married off about 8 times but it was always to degenerates and never lasted too long. Normally just for business ventures or to make someone jealous by higher ups. He always ended back at the brothel in the end.

By 18 he had become almost immune to the abuse and the murders. He learned not to make connections, even with the other slaves. He learned to only keep necessities and a tiny amount of them. He learned to never speak and live with his head down. He learned that he didn’t matter because the loss of 1 in 8 billion was laughable.

Became extremely underweight.

Mental Health:

OCD (Needs all windows and doors locked to feel safe)

Extreme Anxiety

Extreme Depression

Memory Loss due to dissociation disorder

Occasionally has flashbacks, though.

Chronic and vivid nightmares

Low self esteem

Suicidal

Trust Issues

Authority Issues (Has has many police and high ups as clients)

Emotional Numbness

Body Dysmorphia

Eating Disorder (under)

Sex Addiction (the only thing that makes me feel real and wanted)

Substance Abuse from being almost constantly drugged

Habits:

Hoards things under bed (the only place he really had to hide things)

Checks all locks at least 3 times (mistakes were made in the past)

Avoids eye contact unless asked or mandatory (eye contact makes the experiences too exposed and can cause him to have a panic attack)

Doesn’t speak to police or heroes

Never leaves the house without Katsuki

Doesn’t stay outside after dark but likes the house to be dark.

Very submissive from habit and often blames himself for literally anything even if he didn’t even do it (someone pls protect our sunshine child he’s just a boy)

Apologizes A L O T

Abnormal attachment issues with Katsuki since he makes him the most comfortable but he’s also a hero which makes him weary.

Adores pictures and letters since he has a bad memory.

Spends most of his free time looking after his hoarded things.

[bkdk-art]

Spoilers for BNHA Season 6 Episode 22 ahead

Look at our pretty, all serious blond!!

(who is also hiding his eyes like he always does when he's emotional and is talking about something close to his heart like arggggh my heart, I'm dead)

I also think about the scene a lot, right before Katsuki attacks Dictator and yells "Shit!". I haven't tought about that moment too much when I read the manga but the thought of Katsuki seeing Izuku getting attacked, almost devoured by the controlled mob just gets me. The anxiety that must have been creeping up on him - I don't want to even think about it. Whether you ship them or not, you probably agree - witnessing something like that must be devastating.

So, I really like what the animations has done for me in that scene.

And Katsuki telling Endeavor how Izuku and All Might teaming up is the worst idea ever - the way Nobu-san voiced this, like!! Yes, give us all the emotions, tysm!!

However, I do have a complaint, tbh.

Where's Iida's hand on Katsuki's shoulder, guys??

And in general, why are they all standing so far from one another. I know, Bones has the habit of putting distance between characters but uff, still makes me sad, robbing Class A off their bond and shared experience. I won't ever get used to it, I guess.

Okay, and now the last screenshot of the day:

Even though I hate seeing Izuku beaten up and isolated like this, I have to say, this frame right here is lit!

Can't wait for next week's episode!

[juchioris]

3 fanfic-ideas 📚

I don't have the time or motivation to write all of those. Maybe one at some point. If anyone feels inspired, you are free to use them.

BNHA fic: Toshinori and Inko get together while Izuku is in his early middle school era. Izuku has no idea that his mom's new boyfriend is his favourite hero and, like many kids when a parent dates some new person, he is a bit skeptical of him at first - but he comes around. Big surprise later, when he finds out that his father figure is All Might.

Star Wars fic: Anakin doesn't become a Jedi and stays on Naboo. He tries to get closer to Padme, but it is a big hindrance that she is the queen and he is just a commoner. To get his crush's attention Anakin competes in the next election for the monarch against her - with a program that is partly copied from Padme and partly right-wing populism - and gets actually on her bad side with that - and wins the election - and becomes king. Padme begrudgingly becomes his advisor, to ensure that he doesn't ruin Naboo.

Miraculous Ladybug Crossover Ship Crack fic: Instead of living in the world of Demon Slayer, Zenitsu Agatsuma exists in Ladybug's Paris. His first appearance in Marinette's life is in Ep. 1 when he overhears her ranting about wanting to marry Adrien in the park, he rushes over there and volunteers himself that she can marry him instead. Of course he gets rejected. Soon after that, Alya is on her quest to find out who the superheroes are and she suspects that Zenitsu is Chat Noir, because he looks similar enough, is never seen during Akuma attacks (because he is hiding well, he is very scared of them) and is known for sappily and tactlessly flirting with girls. While Alya tries to expose him, Marinette, who buys the theory, tags along and tries to protect his (nonexistent) secret. During this arc Zenitsu falls in love with Marinette and as she can't reject him hard enough out of fear he could get akumatized, she has to put up with his fawning from there on: inappropriate compliments, simping, begging, crying and him ecstatically screaming "MADEMOISELLE MARINETTE", because he thinks adding "Mademoiselle" is cute. But he also has better moments sometimes and grows on her. Long premise short: Marinette gets a suitor who makes her feel the high levels of cringe/exasperation/second-hand-embarassment she sometimes made me feel when I watched her show. They're sharing three braincells, but one of those is only for anxiety and another is only for yearning. The one who has currently the common sense/intelligence brain cell shakes his/her head at the other one who is struggling with one of the other two. I think that would be funny.

If you made it this far and want to read even more:

[sugolara]

𝙃𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨

ft. yandere! Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

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Delicate Beauty

In fact, Izuku never returned to class. He instead went home which didn't go unnoticed by Shota and his friends as well as one other. Everyone else didn't really care as they didn't know him that well.

Still, F/n was concerned for him. His outburst caused her to rethink everything. Why was he upset? She had noticed that he had tears and his cheeks were pink. But why?

Was it because of her and Shoto? She should have been mindful and figured that maybe Izuku doesn't do well being around a lot of people. He has mentioned that before.

She felt bad as she now realized the issue she caused.

When the school bell rang, indicating it was time to go home, she quickly grabbed her bag as well as Izuku's. Her friends however stopped her.

Shoto still felt flustered from their kiss. He knew it was an accident but he hoped this wouldn't make their friendship awkward. He also happened to notice her carrying Izuku's bag, "You're heading to his home?"

Thankfully, there was no awkward tension. She nodded in concern, "I feel bad. He's mentioned he doesn't do good around many people. He must've had an anxiety attack."

"Oh, no." Ochaco worryingly said and then perked up, "I can go with you! If he's not feeling well we can bring him something."

"That is very nice, Ochaco." Tenya then looked at F/n, "Do you happen to know his address?"

She stared at Ochaco for a while before giving her attention to her navy-haired friend, "I was thinking about calling or texting him."

"I'm sure Mr. Aizawa has his address." Tenya then added, fixing his school bag strap.

"Do you want us to accompany you?" Shoto asked.

"Uh..we'll." F/n looked at each of her friends. She didn't think Izuku would be fine with having a few people in his place. Besides, she had a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach that bringing them would cause unspeakable things, "It's okay. I'll go alone."

All excitement left as Ochaco gave her friend a look, "Okay, bye."

"Make sure to let us know if he's doing better." Tenya said as he shortly followed after her.

Shoto lingered for a while before saying his goodbyes, "My moms visiting tomorrow. She wants to know if you can come by for dinner."

She smiled at him, "Yep! I'll be there."

With that she was alone and she began to grab Izuku's notebook. Shota has already left so asking him for her friend's address is a no go.

When she opened his bag, she was surprised at how many notebooks there were. There was even a f/c notebook that caught her eye. She was a little curious to see what he had written down, but she knew it was disrespectful to go through other people's belongings.

She peacefully walked towards Izuku's home. She had texted him and he instantly replied his home address. It was fairly close to her own home, but the walk would be a little longer.

She found it strange how the streets were completely empty. No sign of humans or animals. It deeply disturbed her but she continued onward and just hoped that everyone was in their homes. She would refuse for her mind to go crazy.

And it didn't make it feel any better that the night of the carnival she felt like someone was watching her. They're were plenty of people walking by but it seemed that the person only had eyes for her. It even followed her to her home. She had to stay awake all night as the feeling scared her.

Before she headed to Izuku's home. She had stopped by the convenience store to buy him a snack. A way of apologizing to him for how inconsiderate she was. She hoped he liked the flower shaped candy.

She arrived and stared at his apartment door. From the outside, it was quiet. She wondered if his mother was home when she knocked.

It was quiet for a few seconds before the door opened. The same gut feeling returned as the door opened wide.

It was Inko. She smiled at the girl, "Oh, hello! You must be F/n, correct? Izuku talks a lot about you. Please, come in."

He does? She returned the gesture and stepped inside, "Yes, is Izuku here? I have his bag."

She nodded and then knocked on his bedroom door, "Izuku, F/n's here."

The door quickly opened and Izuku pulled F/n inside, startling both women. He then closed the door behind him, "I'm so glad you're here!"

F/n awkwardly looked around, his room was empty except for the desk and bed. It was also a little chilly which didn't go unnoticed by the male. She then gestured to his bag and placed it on his desk, "I came to drop this off. You never returned to class."

Izuku only stared at her. She then pulled out the candy and handed it to him, "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I was being really inconsiderate about you and so I felt bad. I hope you can forgive me."

His eyes widened and shined as he gently grabbed the flower shaped candy. She acknowledged her mistake and apologized. She knew kissing Shoto was bad and she apologized? Oh, how his heart was beating with life.

"Of course I forgive you!" He widely smiled in happiness. He then hugged her, digging his face in her hair, "I'm so glad you apologized."

Okay, this wasn't exactly how she imagined this would go. She didn't move the male and instead only stood there. She felt really uncomfortable. Her heart was racing, her palms were sweaty and she felt a little lightheaded.

Also...was Izuku sniffing her hair?

She let out an uncomfortable smile and tried to move him, "I-Izuku...Umm."

He perked up, his hands never leaving her arms as he stared at her e/c eyes, "That's right I forgot! You're cold."

She let out a sound as he yanked her to his bed and threw the covers on her. He then sat next to her. 

She was deeply, deeply disturbed. She tried hard not to maintain eye contact as she had a feeling that Izuku was already looking at her, waiting for her to give her his attention.

"Ḟ̴̵̸̷̷̶̴̡̛͕̗̰̞̭̗͍̬̠̖̱͈̬̹̮̙͙̬͕̗̮̤̦͈͔͈̖͉̞̩͓̮̠͖̦͈́͛́́̂͂̽͌̔̾̋͌͊͆̽̉͌̓̌̎̀̔̇͂̊̓̄͑͗͂̊̚̕͝͠ͅͅͅ/̶̷̴̴̷̷̴̶̵̸̷̶̶̶̡̧̨̨̨̨̡̛̦͎͇͔̼̣̳͔̟̺͓̗͍͉̲͇̮̭̻̙̗͚̩̭̙̥̲̠̲̲̬̰̲̹̭̫̪̗͚̠̩̙̙̟̹͍̫͎̝̟̠͕̠͉̻̗̈̋̂̒̿̂͆̄́̔̋̏̔͐͊͛͌̿̄̌͒̂̋̈́͌́̌̑̌̈́̀̉̿̐̎̔̋̃̍̅̍͛͒̀̌̒͑̃̏̉̉̎͑̈́͛̀̀̽̐͑̒͒̀́̀̈́͊̇̉͋͒̎́͐̋̋͑̚̚͘̚̚͘̕͜͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅň̶̵̶̶̴̵̷̶̵̵̸̷̵̶̴̴̶̵̵̨̢̧̢̡̧̢̨̛̖͙��̜̯̼̮͎̬͕͔̦̮̰̣̞̜̰̭̺̬̼̳͎̲͉̫̞͔̠̺̹̹͙̲̩̝̞͖̼̟̣̝̪̲̖͓̬̺̞̻͖̲̻͇̤͉̟̜͖̼̠͈̞̥̦͙̟͎̯̳̙̦̺̝͇̖͚͙̥̝͕̩̗̺͙̗̞̗̪̻̊̌̌̔͆̂͑̇̈̔͑̾͂̈̇́͆͛̾̈̀̔̾̋̆͒̃̋̌͒̆̇̎̏̑̒͂͂̈́̉̏̌͆̈͊͛̌̎̃̊͂̐͒̊͂͌̊̋̊̂́̈́̆̏͆̅͆͑̈́͛̋́̀̅͒͆͒̈́̽͊̽̽̏̒͛̑̃͒͑̅̐̋̒̐͊̍͒̅̉̎̈́̀́͛̆̽̕̚̚͘̕̕̕̚͘͜͜͝͝͝͝͠͠͝ͅͅͅͅͅ..."

Hearing her name caused her to flinch. She slowly eyed him. Her brows furrowed at his glowing green eyes, "...Yes, Izuku?"

He continued to stare at her before grinning, "Do you want to have...a sleepover?"

She was sure they could both hear her heart pounded against her chest. She tried to speak but she felt scared. She was beginning to tremble and before she could speak, her phone rang.

She felt relief as she grabbed her phone and noticed it was her mom calling. She stood up and then grabbed her bag, "I have to go."

"Wait!" Izuku grabbed her hand. He shakily smiled at her, "I'll see you later."

She returned the smile, though hers was fake, "Goodbye."

She quickly left, passing by a worried Inko. She didn't bother looking back as she walked down the stairs and exited the neighborhood. She let out a sigh of relief when she entered her home.

Is something wrong with him? Maybe he's still a little shaken up and confides in her. Yea, that must be it. Her nervousness eased as she settled in bed.

That same feeling of being watched returned.

[lovelyrots]

Forced Matrimony

Chapter 16: Can't You See I'm Broken?

Content Warnings: descriptions of anxiety and panic attacks (fairly mild), kidnapping and mentioned torture, a smidgen of romantic angst

Forced Matrimony Masterlist

It was organized chaos. A flurry of gloved hands drags her defeated body, and the marching of combat boots through the underground tunnel echos as Sae struggles to keep her only good eye open. The other had swollen shut by the time she woke up in the windowless van and got dragged down to this concrete hell.

She couldn’t make out any insignias or emblems on the black uniforms of the four men that ambushed her or the four that now ‘escort’ her to what she’s sure will be some torture chamber.

The group stops in front of a steel door, giving her a second to glance around the bare hallway as she hears the beeping of a code before she’s tossed in, and the door is slammed shut as she falls onto a thin mattress on the floor. “Get comfortable. We’ll be back later.” One of the men that dragged her here chuckled as the sound of their boots led away from her dark cell.

“Shit, those spineless cowards...attacking a civilian in her sleep? Just wait until I get out of this shithole!” She scrambles over to the only source of light and yells through the thin slot in the door. “I’ll make sure you won’t see the light of day when I’m through with you! You hear me, you pig-headed cowards?!” Her voice echoes around the empty hall, yelling back to her in the silence.

“Damn it!” She rages and thoughtlessly slams her hand into the door.

—-

You jolted awake at the sound of crashing pots and pans before looking around and noticing you were alone again. But you noticed Izuku’s phone was still on the dresser, and his side of the bed was somewhat warm still.

You blearily blink and rub the remnants of sleep away before making your way over to the closet and throwing a random assortment of clothes on—some sweatpants that must be from Izuku’s side of the enormous closet, a shirt from your side, and a hoodie you grab on your way out. A warm little collection of fabric that wakes you up with the remnants of mint still on two of the articles of clothing.

Your feet pad down the hall until you come to the top of the stairs, and you can clearly hear another voice besides Izuku’s. A loud, brash voice with a hint of annoyed gruff that overpowers Izuku’s weaker, more tired voice.

“Kacchan, I really appreciate this, but I’ve been getting better! All I’ve burned recently was some bread.” “That was the easy part, dumbass! Besides, Round Cheeks was bugging me about you.” There’s a beat of silence, broken up by the clinking of dishes, before you hear a sigh. “Things have just been...hard lately. I’m trying to just take it slow with her, and I thought her being around a giant group of people would freak her out. I’m not ignoring everyone just because.” You hear Izuku say before it clicks that he’s talking about you.

Wanting to hear more, you crept down the steps as the two kept talking. “And shutting her up in this place is doing wonders for that, right? At least feed her something that isn’t takeout.” “I’ve been trying, but enough about us, how was the honeymoon?” There’s a clamor of steel banging together for a second before the other voice explodes. “It wasn’t a damn honeymoon! Shitty hair just wanted to get away from everything for a while, so we took a vacation.” He ends much softer than when he began.

“Well, I hope you two had a great vacation then. I’m going to go check on her, oh, and Kacchan.” You start creeping back towards the bedroom before you hear anything else, too worried about how Izuku might act if he knew you were listening in. A pit of worry wedges itself in between your stomach and throat, burying deeper until you find yourself back in the bedroom, trying to stall for time until he comes back. Your eyes trail over to the bathroom, and you run in, shutting the door seconds before you hear Izuku’s muffled knocking on the bedroom door.

You turn the faucet on and wait a few seconds before you open the door and see Izuku sitting on the edge of the bed, chewing on his thumb and likely thinking about something—you’ve noticed that when he chews on his thumb or a pen, that means something is on his mind. He looks up as you move closer, though, his once darkened eyes almost glowing up at you while he tugs you down to sit.

His arms wrap around you, and he slowly smiles. “Good morning, Bunny. How do you feel?” His fingers slip under your shirt, tapping to an unknown rhythm as he takes you in. You were simply stunning. The vision of beauty before him was wearing his clothes, sleeping in his bed, and, hopefully soon, carrying his child.

You already light up his world. He can’t even imagine how akin to divinity you’d be while pregnant. Skin glowing, defenseless, and forced to rely on him for any little craving or for help getting up when your belly gets too cumbersome.

A tap on his cheek brings him out of his delusional thoughts. “Hm? Sorry, I guess I zoned out for a second there.” He apologizes before you could even say a thing or before he could watch your lips form words. “Is everything okay? I thought I heard someone, or is that the TV downstairs?”

Ah, he completely forgot that Kacchan was downstairs. Perhaps he could use this to reinforce the happy couple image he’s been boasting about with everyone else. If Kacchan were to see just how happy the two of you were, then he’d tell Kirishima, who’d tell Mina, who’d tell everyone, and then there’d be no question that you two were a happy couple and that you had to be happy with him.

“Oh, an old friend came over. He seemed to want to check how you were doing.” And make sure Izuku isn’t poisoning you with his cooking, he won't mention that to you though. “Since you’re dressed, we can head down.” He says this but can’t seem to be able to move. He just doesn’t want to. Izuku’s also worried. What if something goes wrong?

“You know how to behave, right? Be on your best behavior and just be happy; I don’t want to have to punish you later.” He can hear you swallow; the sound is loud in the quiet room, and the flash of fear in your eyes tells him not to worry. You’d behave, or you’d learn to.

He sighs and pecks your lips, seeming to deflate, before helping you stand up and leading you out of the room. Each step closer to the kitchen, closer to the smell of something delicious, you can feel your heartbeat harsher than before.

This could be your only chance to get some help, but the thought of whatever punishment Izuku has in mind is almost paralyzing. You almost want to pretend to be feeling sick to get out of this. You finally get to see someone besides Izuku, and they’re not on the TV, and you don’t want to meet them—it’s almost funny, too bad you’re not laughing.

“Guess who finally got up? Katsuki, meet my girlfriend and soulmate (Y/N).” Izuku tugs you close to him and flashes a smile brighter than the summer sun at the man setting dishes on the rarely used dining table. “Sup. So you’re the reason the nerd had us raid that base, huh?” You remember him, Dynamight.

He looks tanner than you remember, and there isn’t a scowl on his face (unlike all the times you’d seen him on magazine covers before), but he still looks like he’s ready to cuss you out if he feels like it. “Uh, hi.” You squeak out after Izuku squeezes your side, keeping an arm wrapped around you to keep you tucked into his side. “Um, thanks for that.” You can do this. Just go along with whatever until he leaves, and you’ll be in the clear!

“Don’t mention it. Now, sit down so we can eat.” Carmine eyes follow you and Izuku, lingering on the way you stiffly—almost robotically—move to sit across from him. “Thank you for cooking.” You glance up at him as Izuku fills your plate, then his. “Again, don’t mention it. I felt bad for you. This dumbass couldn’t even heat up some bread, so I figured I’d throw something together.” He shrugs and leans back in his seat.

“So how long have you two been together? I haven’t ever seen you before, and this nerd would’ve mentioned you way sooner. He couldn’t keep a secret to save his life.” The blonde raises a brow as you glance at Izuku, unsure what to say. “Just over a year, we ran into each other when she was a temp at the agency.” Izuku tells him, but the annoyed expression on his friend’s face makes you think that isn’t what he wanted to hear.

“I didn’t ask you, Deku; I asked her.” He snaps at the freckled hero and looks back at you, waiting. “Um, well, we met at a bar, kind of.” “Was it a strip bar or somethin’?” You couldn’t stop yourself from snorting and laughing as Izuku almost choked on his drink, coughing while trying to yell at the blonde. “No!” You manage to huff out, slowly calming down and staring down at your half-full plate as you tell him how you met someone.

“He kept looking at me and left a note for me, asking me to meet him outside, and I was bored of sitting around with my friend and said, ‘Why not?’. We went out for coffee and talked until the cafe closed hours later.” By the time you finished, a small smile had graced your lips, and you could almost forget that you were being held captive by the supposed ‘Symbol of Peace’.

You could almost trick yourself into thinking that you were just having lunch with Shin, recounting how you two met like it was some rom-com meet-cute.

At least, until the hand that used to be wrapped around you gently turned into a tight grip—forcing you back into the reality you were tossed into. Sitting at a dining table, where you have to pretend to be a happy little thing that is so in love with the green-haired hero so his friend won’t think something’s up.

“Ya afraid to say you go to dive bars, nerd? Ain’t that how normal people meet anyway?” You spy the way Izuku flinches, his harsh grip on your side softening immediately as he chuckles and suddenly acts bashful at his friend’s words. “If you feel like you need to lie about how you met your soulmate, then you’re just acting like a piece of shit. You know I wouldn’t give a shit where you met, and neither would anyone else that actually matters. As long as you take care of each other and aren’t hurting each other, then that’s all that should matter.” The blonde concludes as he looks away from the pair of you, his voice droning on as if he’s said this before.

You tune out the rest of the breakfast, suddenly feeling sick to your stomach. There was no way he’d notice the way Izuku pulled you closer or how his grip on you tightened just enough to barely hurt, which meant that there was no way he could possibly help you.

—-

The clanging of the metal door opening brought Sae out of her daze, looking up to see a group of men enter the room and drag her out before she could even think to move.

“Where are you fuckers taking me now?” She lashes out as best she can while being carried further down the hall, where the smell of mildew and iron could fully assault her nose. “Just shut up.” The man leading the group barks out as he turns to a rusted door. At least she hoped it was just rust.

She’s dragged into the door and forced to sit in the only chair in the room, a wooden chair with shackles on the arms and legs. “Going to try and torture me so you can know where my notes are? Good luck.” Sae spits at the masked man, who’s acting like he’s in charge.

She’s ignored as the other two men back off, hands clasped behind them, while the third just stares at her with his black eyes, almost looking at her boredly. “Leave; I want to have some fun with her.” He orders, but the other men seem to hesitate. “We were told not to go too far, man; just find out some stuff and keep her here.” One of them states this, staring at the supposed leader of this little troupe.

“I know, just go get me some coffee. By the time you’re back, she’ll be almost the same as when you leave. Then we can just wait here.” Once again, the two hesitate before leaving, the door closing with a heavy bang on their way out.

Almost immediately, the masked man slumps against the nearest wall. “Kid owes me one.” Sae hears him mutter before he limps over to her and starts releasing her from the chair. “What is this? Some trick to make me think you’re on my side?” She eyes him as he sighs and pulls his mask up.

Steel eyes widen before a name is uttered: “Aizawa.” He looks almost the same as he did in his heroic days. “Did Hitoshi send you?” She asks as he pulls her to the door, quickly looking out before the pair rush as best they can toward the exit. “Not quite; he knew you had disappeared, but he wasn’t sure if it was because something happened or because you were waiting until the trial. So he asked me to check on you.”

He explained as quietly as he could, holding out an arm and glancing down hallways before guiding Sae through the maze of dungeon-like cells and rooms. She was shushed anytime she tried to talk to him and sent the kind of tired glare that she swears Hitoshi adopted whenever she would berate him about ‘not antagonizing’ anyone while he was locked up. How the tables have turned for her.

“There’s a side exit up ahead, and I parked in the nearby woods. We can talk once we’re away.” Sae just nods and follows his lead; she’d do just about anything to get out of here.

Once the pair finally made it out through a set of heavy steel doors, Sae was ready to collapse. Her legs were aching from the sudden sprinting after days of sitting or being forced to stand, and her stomach and ribs ached for completely different reasons.

As much as she wanted to just sit and catch her breath and enjoy the fresh air, the retired hero kept her moving forward with a semi-gentle grip on her bicep. Further into the woods that concealed her steel prison, sat a black sedan. Aizawa hurried her into the vehicle, all while he looked calm and relaxed. ‘Perhaps being a teacher at UA for so long has numbed him to these kinds of high-stress situations.’ Sae thinks to herself as she watches him.

“I know something bigger is going on, but I wasn’t told much, so you mind filling me in?” He probes her, not necessarily demanding an explanation. Sae lets her head fall back, wondering how best to tell him that one of his most prolific students has turned out to be the human equivalent of a sack of shit. This would be a fun ride.

—-

After the breakfast with ‘Kacchan’, as Izuku kept calling him the whole time, you would wake up and find random heroes, or who you used to know only as heroes, downstairs with Izuku. Talking, laughing, and acting like the world was made of sunshine and bubbles. And you just felt worse and worse each time you were pulled away from their questioning eyes and charming smiles.

He never said anything other than a reminder to behave or else; he never did much more than hold some part of you in a bruising grip; and he never looked at you with less than an all-consuming devotion when they were there.

You didn’t hate it; it was a change from being alone for who knows how long, but tonight was a different story. Tonight you, or rather Izuku and you, would be throwing a dinner party to celebrate something that happened at one of their agencies, and Izuku would often remind you that it was also supposed to be a way for you to get to know his friends. Meanwhile, yours is probably rotting away in some cell or six feet under.

They’re all gone, and you’re stuck here playing house with your soulmate. You should’ve just left town instead of staying at the base; you could’ve traveled the countryside or snuck onto a ship and left the country; you could’ve done something different so your friends would still be free. But you didn’t.

You jump out of your thoughts as your cheek is tapped, your eyes blinking to focus on the furrowed brow and the concerned expression on Izuku’s face. Oh no, you did it again.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been spacing out all day; I’m starting to worry about you.” He says he's worried; at least you think that’s what he said. Everything sounds so muffled, and the heavy hammering of your heart isn’t helping. Even so, you just nod and struggle to swallow the growing lump in your throat. “I’m just nervous, I think. How many people were coming again?”

He sighs and eyes you warily, as though you might collapse at any second, before answering. “Just ten people, ten friends. I know them; they’re good people, good heroes; there’s no reason to be nervous.” His hands sit on your shoulders while his thumbs rub circles into the delicate skin under the sweater he all but told you to wear. Green cashmere that, on any other day, would normally feel like wearing a cloud instead just feels like it’s clawing at your neck.

Though, to be fair, everything the past twenty-four hours felt constricting. The loose, old, and worn hoodies that still faintly smell of fresh-cut pine, like being at a Christmas tree farm, were your favorite things to wear since it had gotten cold, but it felt like the sleeves had shrunk when you tried to throw one on last night. Then the turtleneck sweater that’s currently feeling like a snake has coiled around your neck, and the hands that keep touching you.

Why is he touching you? Doesn’t he have to go make sure his party is set up perfectly? Why does he have to make you go through this? Weren’t you behaving just like he ‘asked’ you to? You didn’t want to be surrounded by people—by strangers—that helped him ruin your friend’s lives.

“Hey…Can you…me?” You heard someone, but you couldn’t seem to focus on their voice or even move. It was like being plunged into the lake after the ice breaks in winter, all encompassing cold while the world above grew muddled and far away.

Meanwhile, Izuku was starting to hyperventilate while holding you in his arms. You had just started crying and collapsed, struggling to properly breathe, and your hands had started shaking. Then a pair of scarred hands appeared, and he snarled as black tendrils wrapped around you, keeping you anchored to him. “Izuku! Snap out of it; she needs help!” He knows that, so why is someone else touching what’s his?

Then rough, hardened arms wrap around his neck, pulling him back. The shock of suddenly being grabbed is enough for Black Whip to let you go, and Katsuki is quick to carry you into the dining room and away from Eijiro before Izuku fully loses control. “Let me go! I can help her! She needs me!” Izuku’s screams can be heard through the walls while Katsuki sets you down on the floor before rummaging through the kitchen and returning with a paper bag, the cookies it once held tossed onto the counter.

“I know it feels difficult to hear or do anything, but try and breathe. I’ll hold this up, so just focus on my voice and keep breathing.” He tells you as he holds the white bag up to your mouth, keeping it pressed against your face and starting a slow countdown, one to five, and again and again until finally your eyes gain some focus and your breathing starts to even out.

“Keep going; don’t stop. Can you hold the bag yourself now?” Your eyes look up at him, wondering: Where was the hero who was famous for his temper and sour attitude? Still, you nod and move your hands over the edges of the bag and hold it still as he slowly stands and quietly walks to the living room, where you can now hear Izuku throwing a tantrum.

“Oi! Deku! Shut the fuck up so your girlfriend can have some peace and quiet!” You had to laugh when you heard the blond shout as soon as he was away from you. You slowly start to sit up and move the bag away, finally feeling like you can breathe again and that your heart isn’t going to burst. Yet, you still feel a sense of dread in the pit of your stomach. Is that just because you don’t want to be a part of this ‘party’?

You didn’t have much time to think before a green mess of a human launched into you, wrapping his arms around you and breathing heavily. “Zuku?” His name stumbles out of your lips, gaining nothing in return besides a nonsensical whispering of your name or that oh-so-sweet nickname he gave you. “Hey, Deku, the others are here. You sure you don’t want to just meet us at a restaurant; none of those losers will care about changing plans.” You look up to see Dynamite leaning against the doorway to the dining room, a fresh split lip decorating his face while his hands are shoved into his pant’s pockets.

Izuku stiffens up before slowly turning to his friend, quite eerily, if you were being honest, before he sighs and stands in front of you. “Maybe it’d be for the best if (Y/N) and I stayed home. Sorry for all the trouble, and the split lip. Sorry again, Kacchan.” His shoulders hunch down, and if you could see his face, then you’d probably see a face full of guilt and embarrassment, only half of which would be fake.

“Actually, nah, it might be for the best if she starts getting used to people. Just take a few minutes; we’ll be out there.” Then the blond stalks back to the living room, where you can start to hear more voices—the same voices of heroes you’ve met all week. “Fucking ass, she never listens to me.” You hear Izuku mumble, sounding much like that very first night you technically met him. Like a switch flipped as soon as he was, almost alone.

“(Y/N)?” He doesn’t turn around, still staring at the doorway, as if he could see through it and to the party guests. “If you start feeling like that again, come to me. Understand?” His head turns a fraction to look at you over his shoulder, and you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, not trusting your voice to even work right now, so you just nod.

You slowly stand up, taking careful steps towards him, until he grabs you and tucks you into his side. “Just play nice for an hour or so, then I’ll reward you for all your hard work this week.” He presses a kiss on your forehead, an act that would be sweet paired with any other words, but the way his eyes rake hungrily over you sends lightning shooting down your spine.

He hasn’t even suggested anything remotely sexual since you got drunk; in fact, he’s slept on the couch the past two nights. That look in his eyes, though, tells you that any reward for you would be more of a reward for him. And you're not even sure if that pit in your stomach is fear or excitement anymore.

Whether it was due to fear or exhaustion or, albeit reluctant, excitement to see the end of the night, you play nice and play the role of an idyllic partner. Smiling and laughing as heroes and their partners talk about their work and their old school days, most of it sounds like what they do now, except they now unwind with alcohol instead of soda, as if they were chit-chatting about kitchen tiles or the difference between chartreuse and lime.

The way they talk about their work and the villains they've stopped recently makes your stomach roll. One of them, the uptight one wearing glasses, talks about how he ‘effectively crushed’ a C-tier villain's arm before the hostages even had time to freak out. Another talks about how her intern accidentally crushed some vigilante's ribs and is now being sued, and how it's such a pain and unnecessary. Like it's completely okay to brutalize and nearly murder someone just because they aren't an ‘official’ hero.

It's all enough to have you excuse yourself to drift over to the booze set up near the kitchen, needing something to numb you. You've only just started to wrap your fingers around a bottle of wine when a familiar hand forces you to put it back down before quietly admonishing you. “I don't want you drinking; it's not healthy for you.”

Stiffly, you nod and wrench your hand away. You didn't want to risk making him angry at you—not tonight. Not tonight, when you have a feeling that you'll be treated like you're just a cocksleeve if you upset him.

“Good girl.” He whispers as his arms cage you in from behind, with those scarred hands interlocking in front of your stomach. “Just another hour or two, then it'll be back to just us.” You're not sure if he's talking to you or himself, but the strained groan he muffled into your neck gives you a hint.

The barely concealed giggles and someone sighing make your face feel hot as embarrassment courses through you, only fractionally helped by the giant wrapping himself around you, as if to hide you from his friends.

The time seemed to fly as Izuku dragged you to each of his friends, sending smiles that you know are fake—you've learned how to tell his real smiles from those fake happy-go-lucky ones he gives out so often—and laughing as they tease him about small ridiculous things, like the time he accidentally knocked a kid's ice cream down and ended up buying out an ice cream truck’s inventory for the kid and his friends. Then, when he got elbowed in the stomach by a kid who thought he was Grand and was very upset when he learned it was Deku, that story made you crack up for obvious reasons.

Then another story, and another, and another. All of them involved kids and how Izuku handled or treated them, and as one of them put it, “Seems like he's ready to have his own kids.” That sent red flags waving and alarm bells ringing in your head. Then he does something that makes your blood freeze.

A gasp is heard from somewhere in the room as Izuku detaches from you and drops down to a knee, with one hand pulling out a small velvet-green box with a gold ring presented to you. The ring itself is gorgeous, and you're sure you'd have a heart attack if you found out just how expensive it was, if the giant diamond surrounded by emeralds on the golden band is anything to go by.

You see his lips move, people around you covering their mouths or grinning as they wait for your answer, but the world's gone near silent to you. The only sound you can hear is the frantic beating of your heart in your ears, and you can't tell if you stopped breathing or if your lungs somehow stopped working. Your stomach is ready to riot, your hands feel clammy and cold, and your head feels like a bomb just went off inside it.

As Izuku stares up at you, waiting for the answer he knows you'll give him; otherwise, he'll have to do something he'll regret, he sees you start to sway before your eyes roll back and you start to fall. He's quick to drop the ring and shoot forward, grabbing you and gently lowering you to the floor.

“(Y/N)? Wake up, please, sweetie?” He croaks out as he holds you in his arms, feeling his own heart start shutting down in terror. “Midoriya, can we get her to a bedroom? Tenya, dear, will you grab my kit from the car?” Smaller hands grabbed his as footsteps shuddered through the room. He didn't know and didn't care who was doing or saying what. He just knows that you're not fine; if you were, then you wouldn't have fainted. Or, what if this is worse than that? Have you actually been sick, and he just hasn't noticed? He shouldn't have pushed you to meet everyone so soon or forced you through this party.

“Zuku?” That soft, tired voice snapped him from the doom spiral he was about to travel down. His eyes snap down to meet those beautiful eyes he's become so obsessed with, and he feels like he can breathe again. “(Y/N)? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Food? Water? J-just tell me, and I'll make it happen.” He rushes before you or anyone else could say anything.

You take a look around, just a second or two, and shiver under the intense attention aimed at the two of you before curling further into his arms. “I just want to go to bed.” He heard you mumble, and he's all too quick to oblige.

He carries you effortlessly up the stairs and to your bedroom, letting his friends downstairs figure things out themselves. All he cared about right now was making sure you were comfortable.

That doesn't stop someone from following, though, and he's about ready to turn around and yell, but he notices it's just Iida's wife with a bag slung over her shoulder. “I just want to check her vitals; if she seems fine, then I can give you a rundown of what to do to help her. If not, then we can head over to my clinic and get her treated. Can I do that?” She explains, and Izuku has to admit that it's reasonable.

He has just some basic medical knowledge; he can set a broken arm or leg, he knows how to best wrap a wound, and he wants to believe that he knows how to best take care of you. But deep down, he knows that if he doesn't get his head out of his ass and let her just check over you, then he might end up letting you get worse.

“Fine, just be gentle.” He relents with an exhale. She nods and continues to follow him, not saying a word the whole time. He nudges the bedroom door open and tries not to notice the way her eyes skim over the state of the room.

He lowers you to the bed, moving down to your feet and removing your slippers before leaning over you and pressing his forehead to yours. “Do you need anything? Tell me, please.” He whispers with his eyes clenched shut.

You blink up at him before clearing your throat and asking for something to drink. He nods, slowly pulling away until only his hand is holding your limp wrist and even then his touch lingers until he reluctantly leaves the room.

“Has this happened before?” You look at the woman as she adjusts her blue layer gloves, she's the wife of one of Izuku's friends. “(Y/N)? Do you know where you are?” She steps forward with her bag, setting it at your hip as she gently helps you sit up against the pillows. “Sorry, um, no this hasn't happened before today. Well, I mean, I had some issues breathing before the party.” You stumble through your response as she pulls out different things from her bag.

“Were you experiencing just a shortness of breath or did you feel lightheaded? Look this way for me.” She prompts you as she shines a light over your eyes. “It felt like I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't really hear anything either. Guess I still wasn't feeling right afterwards.” You try to laugh but it just sounds strained and breathy.

“Without knowing your previous medical history or being able to do tests, I'd wager a guess that you may have been experiencing a panic attack.” She starts off while digging through her bag again. “Do you have anxiety or any other mental health issues?” You start to open your mouth but pause. Do you have anxiety?

After all the shit Izuku's put you through? Then the shit you've gone through before you ever met, if that didn't fuck you up then Izuku definitely should have. “If you're not sure then you don't have to say anything. One last question and I think it'll be safe to say whether you're fine or not. Do you know if you're currently pregnant?”

“No! I-I mean, I can't be. I haven't felt sick or anything, and we use protection. So, no.” You can't be, you'd really lose it if you were. Bringing a kid into this fucked up mess? Even if you wanted kids, which you don't, there's no way you could ever be that selfish. “Okay, if you start to feel sick or you have another panic attack or fainting spell, then ask Izuku to bring you to my clinic.” She places a card in your hand, and squats down so she could look up at you.

“The address for the clinic is there. If you come by yourself, for whatever reason, ask for Mariko Iida and I'll help you as best I can.” You look down at her, and the kindness radiating from her makes you want to cry and tell her everything that's happened, but you know you can't. If she even believed you, she'd probably be in some kind of danger if she did try to help you.

“Listen very carefully. Look in the book on the dresser when you're alone. Page fifty-five, don't do anything until the fourth.” She quickly whispers before standing and humming. “Well, I think as long as you don't get too stressed out or do anything anxiety-inducing, you should be fine.” Your mouth opens and closes as she tucks everything back into her bag and walks out, leaving you alone in the room.

‘What was that? What book?’ Your gaze whips towards the dresser and you spot a blue book, one you don't remember seeing this morning, but your attention is quickly drawn to Izuku as he slowly enters the room. “Everyone left, Mariko told me to make sure you don't get stressed. She even suggested spending a few hours outside in the sunlight.” He attempts a laugh, but he can barely put a smile on one enough to fool either of you.

It's quiet, enough to hear the wind beating against the window, and you can see how exhausted he looks compared to earlier. He looks at you, judging if you're about to fall apart or not, before setting a cup of tea down on the nightstand next to you. “She also said that chamomile tea might help you, I only added in some honey to sweeten it.” He adds before warily sitting on the bed facing you.

“How are you feeling now?” He reaches for your hand and waits for your answer. You can only shrug and look away from him, even if you knew how to put what you're feeling into words, would you tell him?

“I guess I'm just tired now.” You finally reply. “I'm sorry, for the party and springing the proposal on you like that. I shouldn't have pushed you so much.” His thumb brushes over the mark on your hand and sends a shiver racing through you.

“If you want to wait, then I can wait. I just thought that since things have calmed down and things are going smoothly then maybe it was time to make things official.” He sighs and lets out a dry chuckle, “Guess I'm just a blind idiot.”

You glance at him and can feel your heart clench. He truly looks sad, broken, torn down. Once again, you feel yourself being split in two; one half of you wants to rub it in and be glad that he's feeling bad, while the other half just wants to comfort him and make him feel better.

“I just…all those people there and then everyone looking at me, I just hated it.” You tell him, pointedly forgoing any mention of his proposal. It's best to let that moment slip away and be forgotten.

"Can we just forget the last twenty-four hours never happened?" He asks, with an actual laugh this time. You simply nod, ready to just lay down. "Alright, do you want a bath, or are you ready to just go to bed?" "A bath sounds really nice, but my legs feel like jelly still." You groan and start to lay back down, ready to just sleep in your clothes, but Izuku apparently had other ideas.

"If it's a bath you want, then it's a bath you shall get." He says as he picks you up and carries you to the bathroom, setting you on the counter and turning around to start drawing you a bath. "This is the least I can do after everything I put you through this week." He says as he pulls out different bath salts and oils and hands them to you to pick from.

You choose your favorites from the bunch and hand them back, watching as he diligently checks the water before adding in everything once it's warm enough. "Can you stand on your own? I can help you if you need me to." He's quick to offer as he watches you try to steady yourself but the second your legs give out from under you, he's got you.

No words are shared as he helps you undress and finally sets you down in the water. No lewd looks from him or even a blush on his face. Just genuine concern and...love.

"Let me know if you need anything, okay? Don't hesitate to ask me for help, please." He pleads before leaning over and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. He doesn't say anything as he leaves you, he just gives you one last look before he shuts the door to give you some privacy.

[angst-king]

A man by many names Pt 11

((CW description of injury, slight cannibalism, mutilation and violence) What the hell was he doing? Why the hell was he at Katsuki’s house? The sound of laughter interrupted his thoughts and then he remembered why he was in Katsuki’s house. Because the kids wanted to have a playdate, Izuku couldn’t resist your adorable pleading. So here he was nose in his book while you played with your friend. He really would do anything for you even if that meant suffering anxiety attacks so you could play dolls with your friend. It was taking some serious restraint for Izuku to not kill Katsuki where he stood though. He was almost sickeningly nice. Why in the fuck was he offering Izuku a drink and being sweet!? At least he had his favorite soda, so cheers to that!

“Hey Izuku can you help me in here?” Just hearing his name come out of Katsuki’s mouth made him shudder, he was still used to Katsuki calling him ‘Deku’ that it sounded so gross to hear anything else. Izuku thought he could ignore him but figured it wouldn’t hurt to see what he wanted. He put down his book and told the kids he’d be back. He got up from the blond’s couch and found him in the kitchen.

“What do you want?” In the kitchen was Katsuki wearing an apron.

“Ey so apparently our lil munchkins trade lunches, and I don’t know how you make that meat on a stick stuff.” That hurt, you trade lunched wow ouch. Izuku could pretend to be butt hurt later, it was rather funny to know Katsuki’s kid preferred Izuku’s cooking. Izuku went through Katsuki’s fridge and found a few sauces.

“You marinade the chicken and beef in this and season it with honestly just about whatever you want. Though I don’t usually make them spicy, I just make a sauce.” He instructed while setting everything out on the counter. Katsuki nodded and got to work, Izuku thought about going back to the couch, it's not like Katsuki didn’t know how to cook. Now why was he helping him make the food?!

“I’m surprised you know how to cook, nerd” Katsuki commented, Izuku rolled his eyes as he stirred the glaze in a bowl. He then grabbed the spoon and held it up to him.

“Oh shut up, just tell me if it's too salty.” Katsuki chuckled and tasted it, then stared in surprise.

“Holy fuck it's good what the hell!” Izuku smirked and went back to prepping.

“I may be a cannibal but I know how to cook, dumbass.” He muttered lowly, after katsuki skewered the meat they glazed it and set it to cook on his indoor grill. Izuku got to work on sauteeing some broccoli in a similar mixture.

“Wait…you got my kid to eat broccoli?!” Katsuki asked incredulously

“Oh, I did?” “Yeah, I’ve been trying in for years and they say it's awful, but somehow you do it and they eat it like it's nothing!” Katsuki grumbled indignantly, Izuku chuckled and his smirk widened.

“Maybe you should learn how to cook~” He taunted lightly, it was only 20 minutes before lunch was done.

“Well you aren’t completely insufferable to cook with” Izuku half-joked while washing his hands, Katsuki chuckled softly leaning against the countertop.

“Turns out you actually know what you’re doing too”

They sat down with the kids to eat, of course, compliments all around. Izuku was just happy to see you smiling and eating. You had patterns where you wouldn’t eat for long amounts of time and it worried him a lot. He attributed it to your old shit excuse for guardians starving you and forcing you to search for food on your own. You were still small but you had grown a bit since the first time he had seen you

After lunch, Izuku helped clean everything up while you and your friend went to go and watch Bluey. While he cleaned up Katsuki had started a conversation.

“I see you like reading a lot, what are you reading now?” Izuku didn’t exactly like talking to Katsuki but he decided to play nice, it wouldn’t hurt.

“To kill a mocking bird, it's alright, not what I thought it would be though.” “Hm, I haven’t read it, I try and read when I’ve got the time but I just end up hoarding books. I’ve got a few if you want’em” Katsuki offered as he set a plate on the drying rack. The villain shook his head at his offer. He didn’t want to take anything from him, something about that made him uneasy.

“I’m good, I don’t mind buying my own books.” Their talk continued until Izuku noticed how quiet it had gotten.

“Ey shush” Izuku interrupted, Katuki shot him an annoyed look before Izuku ran off to go and check on you two. He knew that rule of when kids get quiet that often means they’re up to something or something bad was about to happen. Just as he walked into the living room he saw you start to cry. He rushed over and noticed you holding your side, your shirt was starting to darken with what he could clearly smell was blood. Alarm bells rang deafeningly in his head.

“What happened?!” he tried not to sound angry, he wasn’t angry just worried, your friend who looked just as scared didn’t know.

“We were playing and-and running around the table” Izuku looked at the coffee table and ran his hands along the edges and corners. Quickly yanking his hand away Katsuki hurried over.

“The edges and corners of your table are a hazard ya know” Izuku commented sending a glare at Katsuki. His eyes then shifted back to you and he raised your shirt, you had a long gash along your stomach from the table. It didn’t look too deep but it was still bleeding hard.

“I need two towels to help with the bleeding.” Without a word Katsuki dashed off to go and grab them, your friend was pretty shaken up asking if you would be okay. Izuku nodded with a soft but determined expression.

“(Y/n) will be alright, I just gotta get the bleeding to stop and everything will be fine.” He said, he then pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. He kept one hand pressed over your injury while the other wiped away your tears.

“Its gonna be alright lil one, I promise, I’ve got it, I know it hurts, I’m sorry.” Your little hand managed to grab onto his fingers tightly. Katsukii came back with a few towels with his own panicked expression and gave them to Izuku who had to tell him.

“Take a breath Katsuki, (Y/n)’s not gonna die, they will be fine” He pressed the towels to your wound while silently praying it wouldn’t take long to stop. He watched as the towel became discolored with your blood, Izuku put a little more pressure into it and then asked Katsuki to go through his bag and find his first aid kit. He always carried it on him wherever he went not just for hunting or for missions.

He could tell Katsuki was still put off by this, it was as if he had never seen an injured child before. It took a few minutes but the bleeding had slowed to a stop for Izuku to be able to patch you up.

“There ya go, just be careful, alright” He said sweetly, you nodded while sitting in his lap and nuzzling against his chest. It was understandably scary for you, it was a lot of blood but. Seeing Izuku so calm did help. Izuku knew that if children see the adult panicking then the child will panic much more.

“For a pro hero you act like you’ve never seen blood before” Izuku mentioned as he sat back down on the couch, Katsuki seemed to be deep in a daze until he said that and shook himself out of it.

“Huh? Nah I’m good, just surprised me is all” Izuku could could feel there was more to it than that but he didn’t care to press on the matter. He decided to move the coffee table out of the way to prevent any further injuries and Katsuki didn’t seem to mind that. It was still weird being in his former tormentor's house. Izuku didn’t know how to place it, it wasn’t good or bad.

He had started hanging around at Katsuki’s house more since he didn’t want Katsuki to know where he lived. Once again it was another night of hunting, he had started rotating different routes so as to keep suspicion low. This time he went his old route for hunting. He enjoyed the cool air in his face as he jumped from rooftop to rooftop. It was peaceful he didn’t expect many people to be out tonight but plenty for him to fill his bag.

Though when he got closer to his usual territory he stopped, yelling and fighting echoed in the alleyway. He could hear the faint cackling of a group bellowing out, terrified screams and pleads to be let go were drawing him in. He saw the alleyway light up with a familiar boom and bang! He peered over and saw a flash of blond in the dark, his eyes were adapted for night time and he could see the grenade gauntlets that no one could mistake. Upon inspection, a group of villains were ganging up on him and for once it seemed like Dynamite was losing. For some reason, Izuku felt the urge to go down there. Maybe it was because he was nosy or maybe he wanted to help. Help the hero? No, get a few bodies in his bag? Sure. The idea of helping Katsuki made him cringe.

Nevertheless, he hopped down and slid down the side of the building. The smell of blood was heavy it hit him immediately and made his mouth water. He watched as Katsuki scrambled to get away from the group as they tried to grab him and shove him into their van. Izuku contemplated getting Katsuki out of there. He always wanted to see Katsuki like this, helpless and scared, he dreamed of a day where Katsuki was utterly powerless and at someone else’s mercy for once. Until the image of Katsuki’s kid flashed in his mind. He had a feeling that if Katsuki never came home then that would put the child at risk.

No child should have to suffer like that, Izuku could tell that Katsuki was a single parent. Most likely a widower as he still wore a wedding ring on his finger. Well shit he couldn’t let the child be an orphan that would just be cruel and unnecessary, now wouldn’t it. He sighed to himself and rushed to get between Katsuki and the group of villains. His eyes were a deep red color as he shielded Katsuki from their attacks.

“Get.away.from.him!” He growled harshly his eyes hardened, he swiped his sharp nails at them and some backed away in fear. A few of them recognized him vaguely as Devour.

“G-guys we should get out of here!” One warned

“Oh come on what’s he gonna do, we found the pro-fair and square” Izuku growled grabbed one of their heads and smashed it into the pavement.

“This is my fucking territory! My fucking hunting ground and I will turn you into a fucking meal if you touch him!” He roared out his nailed digging into the boy’s skin beneath him. Unfortunately, these punks were stubborn neither of them seemed to care who Izuku was or if this was his territory.

“Now why would someone like you save a hero hm? He your boyfriend~” they teased, Izuku sneered in disgust at them, but what excuse could he give? It's not like they’d care if Katsuki had a kid waiting for him at home. He only had one idea that would work but he would need Katsuki to go along with it.

“I-izuku?” Damn did he really just call him by his name, Izuku pretended like he didn’t just say that and retorted.

“Because he’s my fucking prey, I’ve been hunting him down for a while and I”m not going to let some amateurs take my meal!” Katsuki seemed alarmed by this, was Izuku actually going to eat him, what the hell was going on?!

“You think I actually care about this bratty lil bitch he’s just my food now fuck off!” “Oh yeah prove it” Izuku knew what they meant, villains often did this sort of thing to one another. For some, it was a loyalty test, for others a power movie or humiliation tactic. But Izuku wouldn’t back down. He pulled Katsuki to him and whispered.

“You are going to do exactly what I say if you want to be able to see your child again, I’m only doing this bc I don’t want them to be an orphan. I’m doing make it look like I’m going to rip you apart, it is going to hurt but do.not.fight.me.” Katsuki is half-conscious state was of course not on board with this and squirmed under him shaking his head, Izuku grabbed him by the throat and glared him into submission. He lowered his mask and smirked widely, at least he’d finally get a chance to hurt him back!

Katsuki braced for what was to come, he didn’t exactly know what Izuku had planned but he didn’t expect it to hurt this bad. He shrieked in pain as Izuku dug his nails into him, pulled out a knife, and stabbed it into his thigh. He tensed up and squirmed. He didn’t have much strength to fight him all he could do was cry out

“What are you doing!” Over and over, Izuku then grabbed Katsuki's arm and started to twist it around. He twisted and pulled until a sick pop and crunch came and Katsuki screamed. Then putting the hand in his mouth and crushing down on it with his teeth. He yelped and shouted when Izuku pounded on his clavicle til it cracked and gave way. Then he felt the horrible pain of Izuku biting down on that area, he could feel his blood flooding into the cannibal’s mouth. He watched as Izuku’ss eyes shined red, he growled like a wolf over its kill. Straddling Katsuki’s injured form as he drank Katsuki’s blood. Finally, Izuku turned around and looked at the group with bloodthirsty eyes.

“Now since you’ve decided to interrupt me, I should get to decide your punishment~” Before Katsuki could eleven compute what was happening anymore he felt Izuku’s weight leave his body, and then the screams of horror and pleads followed suit. Katsuki was too busy clinging to consciousness to figure it out.

Then he felt himself being lifted.

“You still will me, hero?” Izuku asked, Katsuki groaned weakly.

“Don’t worry I’ll drop you off at the hospital, they’ll take care of ya, your kid will be safe.” Then he blacked out, he woke up to the sound of his hero's name being called a nurse hovering over him.

“Damn that deku really brought me to a hospital,” He thought to himself when he realized what had happened. After his hospital visit, he went home to his kid, he was too banged up to go to work, but he needed to see his kid again. It was daybreak by the time he got out, and when he got home it was bright and early.

Limping into the house he was relieved to see his young one was still asleep and hadn’t noticed his absence. He checked the bedroom just to be sure and made sure all the windows and doors were locked before taking himself to bed. When they found him they had to cut him out of his hero costume so they just gave him baggy clothes to take with him. Which he kept, not having the energy to change, he sent a text to Uraraka asking if she could come and pick his kid up from school he’d return the favor when he felt better.

There was one thing on his mind the entire time though. Why did Izuku save him? Sure he put him through a helluva lot of pain to do it but, saved him nonetheless. Did he care about him? No no no he said it clearly he didn’t care about him, but he cared if his child would have someone to look after them or not….Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all?

[kawaiianimekitten]

Yandere bakudeku x reader

Heres a short yandere bakudeku x reader oneshot cuz why not

Warning- unhealthy relationship, yelling, violence, fighting, arguing, anxiety attack

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You're hiding in the closet, trying your best to not have an anxiety attack.

Is it because there are 2 yanderes in the house? Is it because they're the #1 and #2 pro heros? Is it cuz you're their darling and you're scared they'll find you?

Nope. None of the above. It's cuz they're fighting and it's scaring you.

Crash

Sudden silence.

Anxiety rising a lot.

All hell breaks loose.

You can't even keep yourself even somewhat calm anymore. It's too much.

Crawling (literally) out of the closet, tears rolling down your face, hyperventilating and just having a full on anxiety attack.

You stand up on shaking legs and go through the bedroom door to see the two. Things are being thrown. Lots of screaming. You can't even make out what the two are saying.

It's just too much. You went out to try to tell them to stop, but it was way too much. So instead, your anxiety attack worsens as you fall to the floor and crawl into a ball. You put your hands over your ears and curl up as tightly as possible.

They notice you and immediately stop, which you don't notice since you're in the middle of an anxiety attack.

Quickly they go over to you and izuku gently pulls you into his arms. Bakugou gently holds your hands in one of his and uses his other to gently cup your face.

You slowly calm down as they comfort you and whisper soft nothing's to you.

As soon as your calm enough Bakugou gives you a soft kiss on the forehead before going to make your comfort food and get you some water.

Izuku, on the other hand, gently picks you up and carries you to the bed.

He sets you down and pulls the blankets over you, giving you your stuffed animal(s).

"I'm so sorry, darling." He says while gently stroking your hair. "We should've been more considerate. We shouldn't have fought, especially not while around you."

Soon after, Bakugou walks in with your food and water on a little tray. Once he sets it down they both get in bed, one on each side.

"Hey... I'm sorry babe. I know fights scare you, I wasn't thinking..." Bakugou said in a soft, gentle tone that's reserved for you.

They both hold you close, apologizing and whispering sweet nothings to you.

They will definitely be more careful when around you, making sure to not yell at each other or throw stuff and they'll try their best to argue as little as possible when around you from then on.

They're smart and know how to learn from their mistakes

[eris-snow]

1. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐧

Tags: Anachronism (part 1), fem!reader, fluff, reincarnation, second life, you get the drill

Shoto feels like he has seen you before. But that’s not possible. He’s never seen you in his life.

Believe it or not, it all started with one stupid celebration.

“Come on Shoto,” Ochaco whines, chasing after him into the common room. “It’s one party to celebrate the end of the war! Deku and Katsuki are finally out of the hospital and the school wants to do something fun before we get back to training—”

“I have a half-barbecued brother at home and in desperate need of a family therapist.” Shoto deadpans, escaping to the lift, but Ochaco knows him too well and corners him at the couches. Sero scoots over a seat the best he could with a banged-up leg, too absorbed in his phone to care.

“I’m not going for the dance.”

“Shoto, we’ve just won a war,” Ochaco folds her arms, looking exasperated. “Shouldn’t you take some time off to have some fun for one night before throwing yourself back into hero work?”

The one thing that Ochaco doesn’t seem to get is that Shoto despises social events. It might seem like a silly little ‘prom-came-early’ night for his friends, but it’s an extra 3 hours tops of social anxiety, awkwardness and energy that he does not want to live through. His social battery drains at a deadly fast rate, and by the end of 5 minutes inside a dimly lit room with dizzy disco lights, he’s bound to end up unlocking alcoholism two years too early to cope.

Shoto gets it. It’s been two months since they’ve pounded Shigaraki and All For One into the dust, two weeks since he was out of the hospital and three days since U.A. announced this party for the entire school. It was mostly meant for the Hero Course, but then again, the entire school had been affected, and thus was only fair that everyone could celebrate it. But after being stuck bedridden, then rehab, then coming back to find most of the city still being under construction?

To find people homeless, and have lives lost…the feeling of victory has faded into a murky grey off another ‘oh, yeah, I’ve done this’.

It feels jarring and wrong to celebrate this when so many people died.

“’ Chaco, if Icy Hot doesn’t wanna go don’t fuckin’ force him.”

Shoto lets out a sigh of relief when Katsuki slips past the front door and beelines to the kitchen, arms stuffed with groceries. Finally, a man with a conscience. Ochaco pouts and shoots him a last-ditch effort (puppy dog eyes), but with a head shake from Shoto, she finally lets it go and plops down on the sofa in defeat.

As a silent thanks, Shoto yoinks the perishables to help Katsuki restock the fridge, finding peace in knowing that the entire time his class is spent partying at Sparkly Town, he’ll be up in his room in his pyjamas with a tub of popcorn binging the final season of Attack On Titan. War does many things to people, and one of the things Shoto was introduced to was the beautiful, twisted world of anime to cure his infinite boredom on the hospital bed. (He’s highly invested, thank you very much)

It takes Shoto a second to realise that the ash blond is only rearranging what Shoto has already put into the fridge before Shoto picks up the sour envy radiating from his friend’s soul.

“Wish you were me?” He teases, placing the milk carton into one of the bottom shelves.

Katsuki scoffs, instinctively moving it to the shelving on the door. “Shut your trap, Icy Hot. You try having Izuku stare at you with those big fuckin’ puppy eyes. You wouldn’t last ten seconds.”

“I bet longer than you.”

“I call bullshit!”

Katsuki swipes the apple from Shoto’s hands and gives him a menacing glare. “He went batshit crazy when he heard about the school festival and threw a panic party for himself when Denki suggested he ask Ochaco out. What was I supposed to do? Let him die?”

“You’d think that after beating a crazy war demon, he’d be able to pull his act together to ask his year-old crush out.” Shoto chuckles, leaning against the countertop.

“Short story shorter: Someone needs to drag his sorry ass back to the dorms when he fucks his chance up again by falling on his face, and since you weren’t there at the time, he blackmailed and guilt-tripped me into going with him because he’s a wimp.” Katsuki shoves a tomato in and slams the refrigerator door before he downright hisses at Shoto. “You’re lucky.”

Shoto’s response is a smug smile. “We agreed to take turns.”

“Your turn was over 6 months ago!” Katsuki booms. He’s just about had enough, because when he stalks off to the lifts and Shoto calls out a “thank you!” for his noble sacrifice, all he gets is two middle fingers as the lift doors close dramatically.

Man, is he glad not to have a love life.

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To everyone’s surprise, Shoto doesn’t burn down the kitchen with his popcorn shenanigans. He does, however, order a big box of the snack because of what happened in the first 5 minutes in said kitchen.

No one has to know, especially not Bakugou.

With his tub of popcorn, he shuffles to the lifts only to stop when his phone vibrates in his pocket.

Uh-oh, a person. Ew.

He balances his phone between his shoulder and his ear, braces himself, and answers the phone one handedly.

“Hello?” He says, pressing his floor number and popping popcorn into his mouth.

“Shoto, thank goodness!” It’s Izuku’s voice, sheepish and awkward. “I’m so sorry to trouble you, but I was wondering if you could grab my phone? It’s on the coffee table, the one in front of the couches.”

Shoto frowns. “Aren’t you using your phone to call me now?”

“I’m calling from Kacchan’s phone. Didn’t you see when you picked up?”

Shoto’s eyes flicker to his phone screen as he rips it away from his ear. Oh.

Part of him doesn’t want to go out. Heck, he’s had enough of family outings and dinners for a good while. All he wants is to watch Eren get kidnapped for the millionth time, Levi kick some ass, and watch people die. Is that really so much to ask for?

“If it’s too much of a hassle, that’s completely fine—”

Oh, right. The call.

With a sigh and a pinch in between his eyebrows, he nods. “Swing by the entrance. I’ll be there in 5 minutes.”

“Sweet! Thanks Shoto! I appreciate it!”

With that, he hangs up. Shoto stares at his box of crisp, caramel popcorn. Looks like the binging will have to wait.

He drops the snack off in his room and trades his shorts for a pair of comfy sweats, throws a coat on and forces himself out of the dorms with Izuku’s phone in hand. Theoretically, the coat was not needed. He could probably walk around in the Artic and scream “Let It Go.” butt naked without a flinch.

Then again, coats are cosy, so sue him, he was wearing one.

He takes a slow walk as he takes in his surroundings, admiring the snow as it dances around him. Being alone is heaven, and Shoto thoroughly appreciates that now that he was out of his house and away from his dysfunctional family.

His eyes trace the outline of U.A’s building, gleaming in the night filled to the brim with life. Fortunately, Izuku’s already there.

“I’m so sorry Shoto, thank you so much!” The green-haired thanks as Shoto passes over the device.

He shrugs. “No big deal. Good luck, by the way. With Ochaco.”

Uh-oh. Wrong dialogue option.

Within seconds, Izuku devolves into a stuttering mess, making Shoto thoroughly wanting to slap his head on one of the lamp posts standing 5 metres away.

He really needs to keep his mouth shut.

“I knew this would happen.” A voice growls, and when Shoto turns, he realises that Blasty Mcxplode had entered the scene, and he had t-minus five seconds before—

“Come on nerd. Let’s go back inside.” Katsuki beckons a semi-functioning Izuku back into the building, before giving Shoto a glare he has seen far to many times in counting.

“Sleep with one eye open, dick head.” He mouths, before he slams the door in Shoto’s face.

Okay.

Three seconds.

He miscalculated.

With a loaded sigh, Shoto turns back around to head back to the dorms as people breeze past him—

Only for his eyes to catch yours.

You stand there with earmuffs and a coat, obviously not dressed to head in. Your hand is up and it looks like you are waving, but Shoto can’t even process anything because as snow falls around you, time seems to slow because he can’t help but feel like he’s seen you before.

But that’s impossible. Shoto has never seen you in his life.

You peer at him with a curious glint sparkling in your orbs, and he can’t help but think, wow…your eyes are mesmerising.

But why?

“Do I know you?”

Your eyes widen for a split second, and it takes him a moment to realise he said it out loud.

Crap, crap, crap—

What is this?

All he wanted was a peaceful night alone, and yet here he is under the snow, heart pounding, breath caught and his face warm.

We met at the start of the winter.

And like clockwork, the dominos fall again. Fate has charted its course with tangled skein, as Shoto finds you again at the age of 16.