#Midoriya x black female reader

[ripperdoc-is-daddy]

What is Love?

Relaxing naked in your backyard waiting on your man with your Bodyguard by your side.

ALL MHA/BNHA CHARS ARE GROWN ASS ADULTS IN THIS TW: Violence, Crude Language, Violence, Confrontation, Arguing, Alcohol, Nudity, Flashbacks, Food mentions, Polyamory, SHINY STUFF! NO MINORS INTERACT!!! Adult Midoriya, Adult Bakugo READER IS A BLACK WOMAN! DO NOT REPOST OR TRANSLATE! PERMISSION TO USE ANYWHERE DENIED!

You are lounging in your backyard, Mai Tai in hand, completely in the nude. Sprinklers going off over your green, well-manicured and loved lawn. Exotic flowers planted in 2 long 15-foot rows of raised garden beds. Blocked out with sapphire glass bricks. Did it make sense to have these bricks in a garden? No. Did you give a damn? Also, no. Right now, the only thing you gave a damn about was why the umbrella in your drink was missing.     Dramatically sighing you snap your beautiful Sienna fingers and summon your assistant. “Is there a reason I don’t have an umbrella?” you ask thoughtfully. They shake their head no, take your drink and hurry off to find one of those little drink favors you loved so much. Off to your left you hear someone scoff.     “Do you really have to have that? It doesn’t change the flavor or quality of the drink.” A deep, gruff voice questions you. Rolling your eyes, you ignore them and recline back in your outdoor chaise. “Hey! I’m talking to you!” the person addresses you again. This time agitated and clearly annoyed. You continue to ignore him which just sets him off. From what you can tell from the “ARRRGH! SERIOUSLY!?” you hear yelled off to your side. Thunderous footsteps make their way towards you. 1,2, ah! There he is.     Smirking you lean back into your chaise, closing your eyes as you continue your charade. “I know you can hear me! Why are you like this!?” He hisses out loudly. You shrug your shoulders, the only indication you have given him that you are listening. A strangled groan coming from his lips. “If this gig didn’t pay so well, I wouldn’t put up with your shit!” He barks down at you. Snapping his fingers in front of your nose, causing you to open your eyes reflexively.     “You and I both know it’s not about the money.” your voice is low and sultry. One of the few women’s voices in Hollywood that had that rich tenor to it. A tanned hand comes to rest under your chin and a tall, 6’5’’, heavily muscled, Ashen Blonde with Sanguine eyes kneel down next to you. He is shirtless showing off his beautiful darkened skin and all that hard work he put into being jacked. “Then what is it about?” he questions you, leaning forward ever so slightly. Smirking up at him since he is still towering over you, your head shakes. “Quit playing coy and answer me.” he baits. Thumb grazing your chin.     “It’s because you lo-” you are interrupted by the cheerful greeting of your lover. “Hey! I’m back finally! Sorry the tour took so long but I’m here now!” the new entrant apologizing rushing over to you. The blonde drops his hand, stands up and takes several steps back to create a respectful distance between the two of you. His eyes smoldering as they meet yours then break away.     You wave him off and focus on the man at your side now. One Izuku Midoriya. Pro Hero and darling to the entire nation. Currently taking a break from promoting his latest US release action/thriller to spend some time with you. His beloved Hollywood starlight. The woman he loved with all his heart and soul. The one he would always make time for. The one who knew him almost as well as he knew himself. 

These moments were always a delight for Izuku. Well not the part where Katsuki would leave off in a huff so much. He still didn’t understand why the blonde would insist that the two of you had to always be alone after his tours. Sometimes Midoriya wanted all three of you to spend that time together. The three of you had been in a long-term relationship for almost as long as you had been involved with your bodyguard. In fact, you met Izuku through Katsuki.  

In your mind’s eyes you remembered the exact moment you had laid eyes on Izuku Midoriya. Hero name: Deku. Apparently, Katsuki was the one who had named him. Not intentionally but the insult that your bodyguard and boyfriend had leveled at him every day during their school years stuck to the other man. He took what most would take as a mark of shame and turned into in to a beacon of hope. “Still a weird name.”  

Something you accidently said aloud during your introductions. Immediately your eyes grow large and you double facepalm apologizing profusely. The two men laughing at your expense, Midoriya assuring you that it was fine. It’s not the first nor last time he will hear it. Beaming that beautiful, patented smile at you, he takes your hand and brings it up to his lips and kisses the back of your hand. You flush, embarrassed. Completely missing your boyfriend’s seething glare at the other man.  

That had been several years ago. The three of you were in a fairly harmonious relationship now. Things hadn’t been so easy in the start. Katsuki’s jealously consuming him when it was just a hinge setup. His outbursts and closeted anger putting a strain on your relationship with Izuku. The two of you finally decided you both couldn’t take it anymore. You would either have to split or talk to Bakugou about his true feelings.     Midoriya and yourself had split amicably. It hurt of course. Every time you saw him with another person, his hand on their waist or entwined with theirs a ping of sadness would stab you in the heart with laser precision.     It had to have taken around 10 events before Katsuki finally connected all of the pieces together. And boy when he did. He raged hard. Calling the both of you idiots, morons and stupid jackasses once he lured you both back to your house. Demanding to know why the hell there had been a split when clearly the two of you were still very much in love and lust with one another.      You tried to dismiss the subject and apologize for the disruption but Katsuki cut you off with 2 fingers to your lips. Leveling Izuku with a hard stare.     “What. Happened!?” he demanded. “I don’t think she wants to discuss it.” Izuku says nervously. Index fingertips rubbing against each other. Green eyes lock onto yours and you can see he wants to respect your desire to keep it between the both of you but he is going to crack. You are his former lover and Katsuki is his best friend. There is a long history there that predates you and he isn’t going to be able to keep quiet for much longer.  

  “Whatever. Go ahead and tell him. I don’t care anymore.” you lie. Stubbornly turning away from both of them and going off to sit in a corner. Playing with the hem of your long silver, sweetheart neckline cocktail dress. You can feel their eyes boring into you. The sensation feeling ugly on your dark skin. Your knees draw up and you alter your position so you are sitting with your legs tucked under you sideways. Hands set daintily on your knees, overlapping finger to finger.  

The two men talked in quiet hushed tones. Bickering back and forth while you stare off into the void. Not wanting to be there and not being able to leave either. Both men would follow you and make your mood even more foul than it already was. So consumed with your own thoughts you missed when the men had stopped talking to each other and were instead glaring daggers at one another.    “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU SPLIT UP FOR MY SAKE!? DID I ASK YOU TO DO THAT!? YOU FUCKING STUPID IDIOTS! WHO’S MORONIC IDEA WAS THIS!? ARRRGH!” he screams out at the both of you. Large, thick, calloused hands burying into his ashen blonde hair. As Bakugou paces the room and the two of you glance nervously between him and each other. “Katsuki,” you start, not sure how to pacify him. He stops and gives you one of the most lethal and intimidating looks you have ever seen on the man’s face.     “Who told you to make my choices for me!?” he growls out. Hands flexing at his sides. Immediately you clam up and look off to the side. Izuku coming to your aid beside you. One of his large, manicured and moisturized hands taking your smaller, delicate ones in his. “See! Neither of you wanted this! So why do it!? I didn’t ask for it!” Katsuki’s voice breaks and when you look up you see tears falling from his eyes.    “Kacchan...”Izuku trails off. His hand outstretched towards his best friend. Not understanding the change in situation but knowing the blonde needs a shoulder. Katsuki doesn’t move initially. His Blood red irises lock onto yours and it’s as if he is asking for permission. To do what you don’t know, but you still stretch out an arm to him. He is in both of your arms within a blink after your offer of affection.     “Idiots. Jackasses. I wasn’t jealous of your relationship. Not in the way you thought.” he sobs into your shoulder and pulls Izuki closer to him with a tug of his hand. “I was really happy to see the two of you together. My best friends are also best friends and dating!? Yes!” He wipes his snotty nose on your bare skin and you hiss at him. He looks up, tear-stained cheeks and grins cheekily at you. “I wanted that with both of you, dumbasses.” He states like it was a casual thing in the world. It was not.    Izuku and you suck in breaths simultaneously. You gaze at each other and then at Katsuki who is trying his hardest to look nonchalant, instead looking like a petulant child, pouting. Izuku is the first one to break and he starts laughing. Full belly laughs. Katsuki whips on him angry. You matched his energy. “What the hell Izuku!?” you both demand.  

The green haired, freckled darling continues to keep laughing but eventually calms down enough to have a straight talk with both of you. “I have wanted you both since that first day you introduced me to her, Kacchan.” he says huskily. Now it is you and Katsuki who are thrown off kilter. You look at Bakugou and he looks at you with the same confusion.  

From there the three of you sat in a sad little triangle huddle going over what each one had perceived to be the truths in the relationships. Eventually coming to terms that all of you were idiots. The relationship was changed from a hinge to a full closed Triad. Something that made the three of you happy.  

Fingers snap in front of your face and you are broken out of your reverie to stare into green irises. Izuku looks curious but remains silent. You shake your head no and stroke his cheek. His hand catches yours and he nuzzles deep into it. A cough splits the two of you up. Katsuki stands awkwardly next to the both of you. Your Mai Tai is returned to you with an umbrella and a straw! He hands Izuku a bowl of Katsudon.   “She wouldn’t stop bitching about her umbrella and I figured you might want to eat something after you got back. I sent the assistant so it’s just us, finally.” He smiles a genuine smile while you both take your respective items from him and digest his words. It dawns on both you and Izuku that the Katsuki from before has grown up some. What you both mistook to be jealousy rearing its head was actually just him wanting to give you both some privacy and spoil each of you at the same time.  You and Midoriya each give him a peck on the cheek. Of course, the blonde is not to be outdone in romantic gestures so he salaciously smooches both of you breathless. Stealing a swig of your drink and a bite of Izuku’s pork cutlet.     Just another weird way your polycule showed love.     Fin. 

[rumisgf]

“two a.m.”

“you never gotten head before?”

you stared as denki titled his head in genuine surprise. you shrug, almost embarrassed. though he views you as some hot babe, no guy ever really cared to put your pleasure in consideration– they only really just wanted to get their nut off.

but he was different. i mean you’re his whole word , who is he to not please you?

“y- you don’t have to if you don’t-”

your words were cut off as his hands continue to make their way to your panties. you gulped, watching him pull them down. he looks back up at you, aching for your approval.

“i want to.”

“….okay.”

he gives you a desperate, patient kiss. it tastes sweet on your lips until he pulls away, eager to give you all you’ve been missing and everything you deserve

his hands discard off the fabric covering your wetness. he teases your clit with his thumb, earning a whine filled with desperation spilling out your swollen lips. he smiles, then attacks it with a soft glide of his tongue.

“k-kami…”

“shhhh, i got you.”

you throw your head back into the pillow beneath it, gasping as he sucks at the sensitive nub. his tongue dances in circles on your clit, your slick staining his chin.

“more.. p-please..”

he hums against your cunny as he slides a finger into your entrance. your body jolts and he only uses his free hand to push your hips back onto his mattress.

“slow down baby, let me take care of you. *slrrp* ‘m gonna make you cum all over my face.”

@ rumisgf

[fizziedoodle]

fic request written by @sugarverse ft. izuku midoriya titled checked out. go check it out!

[xxknockoutxx]

Izuku

(this is just something to put out for fun but I take heavy inspiration from Glitched they're freaking amazing! I hope they are doing well ❤️‍🩹🥦)

It was another day of sitting at home without a care in the world. Waiting for your husband to come home, this was the one day where you weren't working or out doing chores. The giant house that you and your pro hero husband inhabited was so intimidatingly big, that seeing the house so quiet and empty kinda scared you but in a good way. Like a really secured way.

It wasn't all that lonely I suppose with your husband texting you every once and in a while with memes or compliments or how much he misses you. He's gotten the hang of One for All and is the number 1 hero. All this sounds pretty good for you guys but it's not...

The stronger your hunk of a husband gets, the longer he'll be working and that means less time for you too. This was probably the 3rd day he'd been vacant from the house this week so you were tired of it. I mean who wouldn't be?

I'm just gonna have to make him forget work when he comes back. you thought. Sure it was a lot easier said than done but you are Y/-fuckin-N! Ain't nobody or nothing gonna stop you from getting what you want✨

*Bzzz* Your phone buzzes and you find out it's your husband.

🥦My hero🥦: Hey baby I got some good news! 😁

I'll be home either tonight or next morning! I can't wait to see my precious little Bunny💚

Your heart swelled as you read the text you eagerly texted him back showing your excitement before going back to brainstorming. Shit.... Now you're on a time limit. With little time you began thinking about a dinner; one with a huge table full of different foods and of course dessert but will that be enough for your busy husband to stay home?

Annoyed and stressed, you just focus on that one thing, preparing food. You walked into the kitchen and searched the full fridge for things to cook. thankfully you had the ingredients to try some viral recipe you saw on Pinterest.

After cooking and laying everything out on the table you decided to change into something more anticipating you changed into some tiny pajamas and black lingerie under it. Surely it would do something to him to see those thin, black and green panties.

"Bun! I'm home!" Your heart froze up before running to the front door and hugging and kissing the breath out of Izuku.

"baby! Hiii" "Hey bun... You look so....- He takes in the way that the shirt you were wearing hugs your curves. The way that it just barely shows the outline of your hardening nipples. —Good..."

"I made you a little sumthin-" You help him put his stuff down and drag him towards the kitchen. This food is gonna be so fucking good that he's gonna eat this and then eat me- wait.

As Izuku takes a seat and looks in awe at all the food on the table. After working 22 hour shifts for 3 days straight you get kinda hungry. He waited for you to be seated as you walked to the table with his plate of healthy servings.

"thank you so much, Bunny. I love you."

You smile and join him at the table, in your rightful chair or throne rather; Izuku's lap.

He begins to chow down on all of his food rather quickly, while spouting his compliments about you and the food. "Wow this is so good, Bun" and "You look so pretty today" and "Did you get all dolled up for me?"

At the end of the meal you carefully bring him upstairs and take off his hero gear. Making sure to be slow and to add a sway to your movements. At this point Izuku's eyes were lidded and he still had that same smile of adoration but it seemed almost suspecting.

You pushed him back on the bed and slowly took off the pajamas. (Deku merch obviously) Under it you had your dark green and black lingerie.

"wow.. you were ready for me, weren't you bun?"

He cups your cheek and pulls you onto his lap. You feel his warm, calloused hand touch your face as a familiar sensation of Izuku's bulge rubbing against your sweet spot.

You lean in for a kiss and start playing with the zipper on his hero suit pants. As you do he slips a hand on your waist and deepens the kiss while helping you loosen his pants and takes off his suit.

"lemme help you with that bun..."

✩.･*:｡≻─────────── ⋆♡⋆ ───────────.•*:｡✩

"F-fuck! Wait! Izu...." Of course after working for so long and so hard your husband is gonna be a little pent up. Not being able to come home to see his pretty, loyal wife. The only way to solve that? A fucking mating press. Nothing can compare to the satisfaction of a good fucking. Especially passionate, rough and deep sex.

I mean if you aren't screaming his name at the end is it even considered a good fucking? Clearly he isn't putting in enough effort if you give him a reaction that's anything less than a moan of his name, unintelligible mumbles, or praises. So he'll go for a couple hours. Maybe he'll be satisfied after a few positions, some breeding, and marking. Just to make sure you know you're his.

And right after he would take a shower with you cuddle with you and make sure you were at 100 percent and then only then would he go to sleep with you in his arms. An unbreakable grasp.

Then he'll do the same thing next week.

⏤͟͟͞͞☆𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱.

[typhea]

✮﹒❄️﹐RANDOM CHARACTERS + ‘BLACK GIRL’

﹐♡﹒featuring : midoriya izuku, sero hanta, jaëger eren, todoroki shoto, bakugou katsuki, tsukishima kei.

﹐♡﹒infos : fluff, black!fem!reader, reader has 4c hair :D, i think reader is african.. 😨🤭

﹐♡﹒summary : how my boys would be with their black girl ♡

──﹐MIDORIYA IZUKU

he is in love with your natural hair. he braids your natural hair whenever you need to. he practiced multiple times on his mom to be good enough on your 4c hair. he just love having you between his legs (not in the dirty way 😭) and taking care of your hair. he knows your arms gets tired at some point and he takes over. he even let you braid his hair. you tried once he looked cute but it was weird to see him like this.

“thereee you go! i’m done, you look beautiful darling!”

──﹐SERO HANTA

obsessed with your waist beads, they just look so good around your waist. he always smile whenever he sees you with cycling shorts and a crop top, seeing your waist beads falling onto your hips. ahh.. his favorite view. he loves to see you dance and roll your hips, he always hold them tight and follow your moves. you listen to the same type of music, so when it comes to singing some wizkid or rema’s songs, he will know the lyrics perfectly.

“i bought you the one with yellow and orange beads. it would look good on you, princess.”

──﹐JAËGER EREN

he was made for black women, especially you. everything about you looks so perfect to him. he just loves everything you do. but when you put you cultural dress/clothes? nahh, he goes feral. head over heels for you! the way the wax fabric hugs your shape, he’s a drooling mess. he just sees you as the mother of his children. he’s in love with your culture and tradition, he finds it so interesting and beautiful (which is true). will take 100 pics of you.

“you lookin’ so hottt right now, ma’. yeah, yellow is definitely your color.”

──﹐TODOROKI SHOTO

he is very caring, he will pamper you and spoil you whenever he gets the chance. when he step outside the house, he will come back with a gift. it’s his love language, he will spend his whole money on you. he will pay for your braids whenever you need to, your wigs and hair care. he will pay for your nails, he just loves to take care of you. he is your #1 fan, he will never fail to praising you. you’re hesitating between 2 hairstyles? he will choose for you, and make an amazing choice.

“i like the one with the curls, bohemian braids isn’t it? they would look amazing on you, my love.”

──﹐BAKUGO KATSUKI

he’ll never admit it but he is obsessed with the food you make. he always ask for more, he loves it. you were now cooking the kind of food your grandma made to your mom, and what your mom made to you. plantains are definitely his favorite, he always eat the whole thing. he’s himself a great cook, when it’s his turn to make dinner he never disappoint. but your foods are somehow different, and that is what makes it interesting. sometimes you both would even cook together, one teaching the other.

“yeah it tastes good, but i can do better than that. is there any left?”

──﹐TSUKISHIMA KEI

whenever you’re taking care of your hair, he’s always there for you. he knows how tired it can be when you wanna brush your hair, or straighten it. he will always help you. washing your hair? he is there when you can’t reach the back of it. loves to kiss your forehead as a reward and tells you that you did a good job. he always helps you take your box braids off too, watching a movie at the same time. he got his full attention on you, he knows whenever you need a break.

“you’re hungry, princess? let’s take a break and order something to eat.”

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Toya “Dabi” Todorki. That is all 🥰

[mypimpademia]

— Supermom & Superdad!

Pro-hero!Parent! Izuku x pro-hero!Parent!Fem!Black! Reader

TW: Swearing, domestic hcs, mentions of fighting

Note: requested by @sakuras-cafe You and Izuku have two kids, a son and daughter! They’re fairly close in age about 1 to 3 years apart, or even twins if you’d like it’s open for interpretation.

Key: (s/n) = Son’s name, (d/n) = Daughter’s name

⇶ Naturally, both you and Izuku were more than elated when you became parents, and love your kids more than anything in this world

⇶ And naturally, you were both terribly scared of what could happen to your kids seeing that both of your jobs were dangerous for the both of you as is, and you couldn’t imagine if that affected your kids as well

⇶ But thankfully, you’ve had little to no trouble with anything incredibly dangerous!

⇶ But handling your domestic lives as well as hero work is definitely more than what either of you bargained for!

⇶ From the very start, there were some issues concerning media coverage on your relationship and new family

⇶ Of course, it was anticipated considering he was the #1 hero and you were also a top hero, but it was a bit overwhelming to actually experience

⇶ You were no strangers to having flashing cameras and reporters in your faces, but you mutually agreed to shield your children from that life

⇶ You’d post pictures of them when they were babies, but very rarely showed their faces, hid their names, and more, for as long as you could. Family outings were also kept as quiet and private as possible

⇶ As they grew older, you opened up more about your family and your kids were featured more on your socials and you’d sometimes bring them to interviews as a family! Everyone saw you as a picture perfect family (and y’all are, let’s be honest)

⇶ But overall, you tried to keep them away from too much direct publicity and wouldn’t allow paparazzi or random reporters near them

⇶ Of course, a few would slip through and get a hair too close, but it never ended well for them…

⇶ Izuku and you both have sparkling reputations with civilians, but they grow dim when people start to interfere with your family

⇶ You never know anyone’s true intentions, and although the both of you are pro hero’s, and can handle pretty much anything, there are still people out to get you and you need to be careful!

⇶ You always try to be nice when interacting with media people, but aren’t afraid to snap a little if they invade your space too much or just get plain annoying

“For the last time, I don’t have time for questions right n–” You said, before you were so rudely interrupted by the paparazzi once again.

“Just one question! Everyone is dying to know, when will you-”

“I said get the fuck out of my face!”

⇶ Izuku is kind by nature, and is nice to matter how infuriating the near harassment can get. And if he gets to overwhelmed or irritated, he’ll simply ignore them

⇶ But when he’s with the kids, the story is much different

⇶ Izuku has always loved children, and has always been over protective of them, but that protection turns up 10000% when he’s with his own kids

⇶ He’ll go from a sweet, loving, caring dad to outright mean and defensive, more so than anyone has seen him before

“Pro-hero Deku! I have a question for you sir!” A reporter shouted from across the street, before hurrying over with a microphone in hand and a cameraman behind him.

“Not right now please, I’m with my family.” Izuku said politely, scooping up your son and daughter in each arm and turning to walk away.

“Wait! Just one question, please!” The reporter pleaded. “Deku, what’s your plan to defeat the LOV once again after their newest plan?” He said, practically shoving the microphone into Izuku’s face.

At this point, a small crowd had gathered, realizing Izuku was there, and they were intently waiting for his response, and autographs.

Izuku, however, was more than annoyed, especially when he saw how this overwhelmed your children who were hiding their faces in his shoulders.

“Hey kiddos, can you cover your ears for daddy?” He asked your kids, who promptly followed his request.

Izuku sweetly kissed their foreheads, earning ‘aw’s from the crowd, before he cleared his throat.

“I said get the fuck away from me and family. What don’t you get about that?” He spat, causing the crowd to gasp. “And then you wonder why famous people don’t like paparazzi, asshole…” Izuku began to walk back towards his car, still muttering profanities.

“So fucking annoying…”

⇶ Yeah, the media knows not to get close to your kids, especially when Izuku is around.

⇶ As much as you’d like to spend most of your time with you kids, it’s simply not possible in your line of work

⇶ But you and Izuku always make sure they’re taken care of, even when you’re not around

⇶ You normally drop them off at granny Inko’s (who is fully retired and living in a nice little house thanks to Izuku and you), but when you get an emergency job alert or want to give her a break, you hire a trusted babysitter

⇶ But even when you’re working, the parenting doesn’t stop!

You felt your phone frantically buzz in your pocket as you hid in an alley from a villain. Pulling it out, you checked the contact.

“(D/n)…?” You muttered to yourself.

You hurriedly answered the call, fearing there may be something wrong.

“Hello? Is everything okay baby?” You said in a hushed, out of breath tone.

“Mommaaaaaa!” You heard her say in a dragged out, annoyed voice.

You sighed, in both relief and slight irritation, before answering, “Yes, sweetheart, what is it?” You asked, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“(S/n) ate my wingstop leftovers! Again!” She shouted.

“Yeah, um, okay–” You sputtered, hearing a loud explosion in the near distance. “Listen honey, I have to go back to wor-”

“Don’t believe her mom! Those were mine and she knows it!” (S/n) shouted from further away.

They began to argue over who did what, among other things that were completely unrelated.

“Okay, okay!” You yelled, making them both abruptly stop yelling at one another. “How about I buy you both wingstop when I get back? Is that okay?”

“Okay!” They both said in unison. “Love you momma, have a nice day at work!”

And then the line clicked as it disconnected.

⇶ God, they could be a handful.

⇶ But you wouldn’t trade parenting for the world, and adore the sweeter moments between you all when you and Izuku have time

⇶ Family movie nights, baking, vacations, and more

⇶ And there are some things neither of you would miss for the world, like birthdays or school events

⇶ You make sure you show up no matter what, even if that means coming in right after a fight with a villain while still in your hero costumes

⇶ But the times you cherished the most were nights after long, hard days, where you all unwinded with snacks and a movie

“Mom, Dad, can we stay up late tonight?” (D/n) asked, settling into the blanket.

Izuku turned to you, smiling while raising an eyebrow.

“Hmm…” You hummed, smiling back at your husband. “Sure, but you have to go to bed when the movie is over.”

“Fine by me.” (S/n) said, carefully putting a blanket over himself while trying not to spill the bowl of popcorn.

“What movie are we watching again?” Izuku asked, turning his attention back to the large tv that was hanging above your lit fireplace.

“The new Little Mermaid, I’ve been waiting forever for it to come out!” (D/n) exclaimed.

She hit play, and all of you excitedly watched as it started. Izuku wrapped his long, muscly arms around all of you, and leaned forwards as you fed him a few pieces of popcorn.

(D/n) reached over to wear you had moved the bowl, and grabbed a piece for himself, throwing it up in the air in an attempt to catch it in his mouth. He missed, and it landed on his head as he huffed, raking his hands through his thick curls to pick it out.

You chuckled, picking it out yourself, and then leaned down, burying your face into his green hair and breathing in his shampoo, as you kissed the top of his head.

You wished it was like this all the time.

⇶ No matter how scary or exhausting juggling your hero lives and parenting could be, you and Izuku would never trade your little family for anything

[my-anime-garden]

*huff* here we go I CAN’T FIND SHIT TO READ. Can I please get a x black! fem reader story or sum please 😭 i’ll take anything as long as it’s a story recommend anything from these fandoms:

Bnha:

Bakugou x fem! reader x shoto x izuku x kiri

Bakukiri x fem! reader

Kirishima x fem! reader

Izuku x fem! reader

Bakugou x fem! reader

Shoto x fen! reader

Aizawa x fem! reader

Dabi x fem! reader

Hawks x fem! reader

JJk:

Geto x black fem! reader x gojo

Toji x black fem! reader

Geto x fem! reader

Gojo x fem! reader

Sukuna x fem! reader x yuuji

Yuuji x fem! reader

Sukuna x fem! reader

Fnaf:

Glamrock Bonnie x fem! reader

Glamrock Freddy x fem! reader

Monty x fem! reader

Hazbin:

Lucifer x fem! reader x Alastor

Lucifer x fem! reader

Alastor x fem! reader

Black butler:

Sebastian x fem! reader

Undertaker x fem! reader

Dc:

Damian x fem! reader

Ill take smut from these fandoms too anything i just cant find nun to read help a girl out puh-lease I hit the max of 30 tags 😭

[zairene]

reconciliation, izuku midoriya x black female reader

synopsis: after breaking up with izuku midoriya, he stands at your doorstep months later seeking the care that you once had given him.

wc: 1.1k

a/n: a rewritten & improved version of a fic i wrote on my old page before i deleted it. i tried revising parts that i couldn’t remember but think of this as the better version of the last one. could be turned into a mini series to rebuild their relationship, if this does well enough that is. + not proofread, mistakes might be here and there

SOMEHOW, SOMETIME AGAIN, izuku finds himself right in front of your apartment complex. the bruises and scars on his skin submerged his body as if he were drowning. and the only thing that could possibly be racing through his mind is you. all the time that you both spent apart only made him realize how dependent he had became on how much you cared about him.

things didn’t work out between you two. izuku had the tendency to put his life in great peril in order to shield his loved ones from the reality of the world surrounding them. however, the idea that his life being taken away from him would cause a greater impact on the people he loved, and that it wouldn’t be seen as a heroic act but more so an unfortunate circumstance. once he came to the realization that being prone to making sacrifices wasn’t healthy, he had to go on the journey regain self control. to assist him in becoming fully aware of his worth as a person.

he seemed to not know that his life matters too. and you breaking up with him made him notice his damaging lifestyle. he had learned that it’s okay to make sacrifices, but also to think about how it would affect those around him. would his life being lost solve all the problems that were present or create more?

this brings him back to the present.

the loud crack of thunder had made him flinch, and gave him the ability to make his way to your front door. he held his head down and his arms swung by his side. he felt embarrassed. he felt stupid. it had been months since you both last talked. why would you open your house to him after everything he’s put you through?

his left hand balled into a fist, ready to knock on your door. as soon as he did, he stood waiting. seconds later, the door opened and there you stood. his eyes landed on your figure. your eyes had bags under them, your hand was fiddling with your bonnet which was slipping slightly. you froze in your spot, taking in the sight. you didn’t expect to see the man you broken up with back on your doorstep at 2 in the mornings.

“oh my god…” the only words you could seem to verbalize out before ushering him into your house. you sat him down on your couch, going to grab bandages and the appropriate medicine to help him heal even after he left your house. you came back to see that he had made himself more comfortable yet still having a troubling look on his face.

you sit down quiet close next to him setting everything in your hand on the table in front of him. you began to take care of his wounds. you scanned his body, searching for wounds you could treat successfully so he could go to a clinic for the worst ones that may require antibiotics for how deep the stab wounds were.

your started to wipe blood off of his hands and fingers and around the cuts of his wounds, wrapping it with bandages. you both hadn’t said a word, he just sat in the still of the place you considered a home.

“i shouldn’t be doing this to you,” izuku said. you look at him and sigh with uncertainty. you didn’t know how to respond to a statement like that. “this isn’t your responsibility. i’m still wondering why you even helped me.” he continued.

“i still feel obligated to help you, midoriya. i can’t turn you away looking like this, no matter what time it is.” his heart ached at you using his last name, the last time you both were involved you were on a first name basis. now it felt like the both of you were back at square one.

“i can’t help but feel guilty.”

“for what? needing help? that’s my job.” to you, he sounded absolutely ridiculous right now.

“no, for taking advantage of the fact i need help to get you to talk to me now.” you were stunned. in a way, he was right. but you couldn’t help but feel bad for him. it return back to his reticent attitude. trying not to make the situation as bad as it already felt. you were finally done with the things you could treat. to the rest he was on his own, he didn’t mind as most of his pain went away. maybe it was the adrenaline. maybe he just didn’t care about it at the moment. he didn’t even know himself.

he muttered a measly thank you, as he walked past you, ready to leave your house assuming that you didn’t want him there. you bit your lip, thinking about speaking. his hands fiddled with your doorknob but then he finally got a grip on it. the sound of your door opening had triggered your body to turn around.

“izuku, wait.” he stopped, and closed your door again, avoiding rain to get inside your house. he looked back at you. you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around him, giving him a hug.

at first, he was stiff. he didn’t hug back, he was more surprised than anything. not at the fact you used his first name again but that you hugged him. all the feelings that he managed to push away came rushing back in that one moment. tears pricked at his waterline and his arms wrapped around yours. he squeezed you slightly.

“i still care about you, m’kay?” you whispered into his ear, his head nodded in response. you pulled back to see that he had a few tears running down his face. he looked away in embarrassment as red hues coated his face. you chuckled slightly, putting both of your hands on his cheeks. you used your thumb to wipe his tears away.

“i’m not mad at you. i never was. i just… get worried about your well-being sometimes.” he nodded.

“i know. me too.” a smile came on his face.

“stay safe. and remember i’m here for you regardless of anything we went through. alright?”

“alright.” you both shared a brief hug again before he left your house. you felt a huge weight had been lifted off of your heart. sure, a long talk between you both was was long overdue. but knowing that you both were on speaking terms again gave you some hope for the future.

TAGLIST FORM

[dreampurpledreams]

Midorya

★・・・・・・★ coming soon!! ★・・・・・・★

Kirishima

★・・・・・・★ coming soon!! ★・・・・・・★

Bakugo

Bakugou with A Gym Crush

↳Bakugou has a lil crush on you (1.5k words, headcannons/ficlet)

Warnings: Bakugou is completely and utterly smitten with you, as he should be🥴. Light cursing. one mention of the N-word. I'm black do not worry

Todoroki

★・・・・・・★ Pending ★・・・・・・★

Denki

★・・・・・・★ Pending ★・・・・・・★

Overhaul

★・・・・・・★ Pending ★・・・・・・★

Shinsou

★・・・・・・★ coming soon!! ★・・・・・・★

[felinecyan]

Trust Issues

[Katsuki Bakugo x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Some friendly advice: don’t ever go to the rival of your spar partner for help.

WC: 4893

Category: Fluff, Slight Angst,

This blog is a MHA fan page at this point HAHAHA

But since you guys REALLY liked the first oneshot of him, I felt inclined to write another one. So, here you go! 💞

『••✎••』

You didn’t think it would come to this.

In all honesty, you had never intended to hurt your friend.

All you had wanted was a fair fight. After all, that was why you were training, wasn't it?

So you could become a hero?

Now, granted, it was not a secret that Izuku Midoriya had always been on the… opposing end of Katsuki Bakugo's wrath ever since childhood. The boy was a spitfire; you had known that from the moment he had first stepped into class.

The Sports Festival only proved it. He was strong, powerful, and unafraid to let anyone who stood in his way know. It was that sort of determination that you had hoped to one day achieve, the will to succeed and not allow anything to hold you back.

It wasn't that you were star-struck or even jealous when he had been crowned first place at the festival. It was just inspiring, in a sense. He had fought tooth and nail to win, and in the end, he had come out on top.

However, his victory did not mean he could rest easy.

After the Sports Festival, Bakugo had taken a sort of… interest in you. You supposed he liked the way he fought against you, or maybe it was because he saw potential in you as a rival, but when class was over the next day, and the blonde had approached you, telling you to meet him out back, you were overjoyed.

Until he started to beat the ever-living crap out of you, that is.

And he still was, even now.

Every time you believe to be gaining more and more strength, he only proves to have become stronger. It was quite disheartening, actually.

Still, you did your best to keep up with him. It was no surprise to you, though, that he was better at you in almost everything.

That's why it seemed like a great idea for you to start sparring with Deku, right? Maybe the green-haired could teach you a few things and help you gain a bit of an advantage over the hothead.

But, as pure intentions would have it, the choice you made that day had landed you here.

You were at your locker, picking up books for Aizawa’s lesson when a hand rested atop the door of your locker. He didn’t close it, only using it as a resting place for his arm, so you didn't immediately look up to see him, instead pretending that you hadn't noticed him.

"Hey,"

Not a voice you were familiar with. You glanced around the area before looking over at the source—a tall boy with short black hair and dark brown eyes.

You blinked a couple of times. "Hi…?"

He flashed a grin and leaned a bit closer to you, his voice dropping low. "Nice weather we're having, don't you think?"

"Uhm… sure, I guess." The confusion was obvious on your face, and he laughed at your expression. "It's nice, yeah."

"Well, the weather seems a lot nicer on the roof, I think." His words were slow, and his smile was growing a bit too much for you to be comfortable with. "I could take you there, show you the view. What do you—"

He was caught off by the large hand that suddenly slammed down on the top of your locker, shutting it. You were about to tell the person that the door had hit your head when you looked up at those glaring crimson eyes and felt your stomach drop.

Katsuki Bakugo.

"Hey, what the hell?!" The boy exclaimed. "What's the big deal?!"

Bakugo didn't seem to acknowledge the other, simply glaring down at you only. You were frozen in place. You had never seen the boy this angry, not even at the USJ attack.

"You." His voice was quiet, unnervingly calm, but the undertone was filled with enough venom to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. "You lied."

"Uh—" You began but were cut off.

"You told me you had to bail yesterday. That you had homework to do." He was staring right through you, and you felt a cold shiver run down your spine.

You swallowed, and his eyes flickered to your throat for a split second. "I did, though."

"You didn't," He hissed, teeth gritting together. "You were with him."

"With who—"

You had no chance to react before he slammed his fist against the lockers again, right beside your face, and the boy who had been trying to talk to you only watched as you were cornered.

"Don't lie to me, damnit!" He was snarling, eyes alight with fury. His hand moved from the lockers and back to his side. "You were with that shitty nerd. Don't you fucking deny it."

"I—" You tried, but your voice was shaking, and he interrupted you before you could say anything.

"Do you think I'm a fucking idiot?" He leaned down to your level, his red eyes burning into yours. "Do you really think I wouldn't find out about your little play date with Deku?"

"Play date?" Your eyebrows furrowed. "I was just training, Bakugo. It's not that big a deal."

He scoffed, pulling his hands into his pockets. The rage was still in his eyes, but he didn't appear to want to act on it, instead turning his head to the side.

And despite it not being a good time, the dude beside you was still here, and he had a comment.

"Hey, I was here first, dude." He said, stepping forward. "It’s clear you two have a problem, but this chick isn’t yours. Beat it."

You were honestly expecting Bakugo to explode on him, maybe even punch the guy. He was always so aggressive.

Instead, he simply stared at him for a long moment, blinking at his audacity, only to roll his eyes and turn back to you.

"If you think Deku can help you, then go ahead." He shrugged, taking a step back. "We’ll see how good his teaching is if it can get you to stand a chance against me."

"You think—"

He interrupted you, not even giving you the chance to finish.

"Five o’clock, gymnasium." He smirked, but his eyes were hard. "Don't make me wait."

"But, you said—"

He had already turned his back and began to walk away, the other boy watching him with a dumbfounded expression.

Bakugo only nudged him aside with his shoulder, not giving him a glance as he left the hallway. He might’ve called over his shoulder, calling the kid an extra.

You weren't sure, and frankly, you didn't care. The only thing you cared about at that moment was what just happened, what was going to happen, and kicking the ever-loving shit out of the tattletale who just ruined everything.

The guy was still staring at the hallway Bakugo had disappeared in, his eyebrows scrunched together.

"Did he just—"

"Don’t." You held up a hand, and his mouth shut immediately. "Just don't."

The boy didn't say anything after that. You left him as he was, not caring if he was confused or not. He shouldn't have interrupted in the first place.

You walked to the classroom, immediately hunting down the other blonde, who happened to be your betrayer. He was sitting down, talking to Sero and Kirishima, but you didn't hesitate to grab him by the ear and drag him away.

"Hey!" He cried out, struggling to escape. "What the hell?! Lemme go!"

"Why'd you do that?!" You demanded, turning to him and letting him go. "You ratted me out!"

He blinked, not understanding. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb, Denks!" You pointed at him accusingly, glaring at him. "You told Bakugo that I was training with Midoriya."

"I… was under a lot of pressure, okay?" He raised his hands defensively, leaning back. "Bakugo came to me after school and demanded where you were. He threatened to blow my face off!"

"Oh, yeah, real mature." You rolled your eyes. "Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?! He’s going to actually blow my face off."

"He didn't seem that mad," He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Maybe it'll be okay."

"He talked like a regular person," You crossed your arms. "He was terrifyingly calm, Kaminari! And now he wants to meet me in the gym at five o'clock."

"Dude,” Sero extended the vowel, sitting forward in his seat as he had heard the conversation. "You’re so screwed."

You couldn’t help the glare you threw at him.

"You're not helping."

Kirishima also turned, frowning. "No, dude, he's right. You are screwed. I mean, you were sparring with Midobro behind his back." He shook his head. "He probably wouldn’t have cared much if it was me or anyone else, but—"

"You picked his mortal enemy." Sero finished, raising an eyebrow. "Like, seriously, dude. What did you expect?"

"Kaminari not to snitch on me?" You threw a look at the yellow-haired boy. "So much for being friends, huh?"

"Hey, I warned you," Kaminari huffed, crossing his arms. "But no, you wanted to hang out with his rival. If I didn’t tell him, I'm pretty sure he would've killed me. Like, literally, he would've killed me. No doubt."

"But you're fine with me dying?" You asked, a teasing smile pulling at your lips. "I see how it is."

"I thought I would have until after lunch to warn you," He defended himself, shrugging. "Guess he warned you instead, huh?"

You sighed, shaking your head.

"You guys aren't helping," You turned, running a hand through your hair. "I'm dead. So dead. Oh my god."

"Alright, who pissed off the chihuahua?"

You spun around at the sound of Mina's voice, seeing her, Jiro, and Hagakure all standing together.

How wonderful. The gang's all here.

"What are you talking about, Ashido?" Kirishima questioned, tilting his head.

"Bakugo's pissed," Jiro explained, pointing a thumb in his direction. "He’s storming through the hallways like someone just took a dump in his cereal."

"And it's not like he was in a good mood this morning, either," Hagakure added, bouncing on her toes. "Did something happen?"

You groaned and flopped down into a chair, hiding your face in your hands.

"Idiocy happened," Sero answered, shrugging. "That's what happened."

"Shut it, Tape Boy."

"You should probably tell us," Mina advised, sitting down next to you. She pulled you into a side hug, patting your shoulder. "What's up? Talk to me."

"Bakugo found out that I've been training with Midoriya," You mumbled, and the three girls nodded. "I’m dead. Aizawa can’t even save me."

"Aw, c'mon, it's not that bad." Jiro rolled her eyes, walking over to join the group. "Bakugo's all bark and no bite."

"He's not… all bark." You muttered, not meeting her eyes.

"I can vouch for that." Kaminari grinned, but the glare you shot him made him falter. "But uh, no, yeah, he's definitely more bite than bark."

"Oh, you poor baby." Hagakure cooed, leaning forward to ruffle your hair. You couldn't see her face, obviously, but you had a feeling she was smiling. "You can do it, though. It can't be that bad."

"You know what you should do?" Kirishima suggested a bright smile on his face. "Talk to him."

"I think that would make things worse, dude." You rubbed your eyes, sighing.

"I mean, tell him why you were doing it." He shrugged. "He’s feeling all types of betrayed right now, I bet. If you just explain your reasoning, he might let it slide."

"Doubtful."

"But it's worth a shot, isn't it?" He raised an eyebrow, his smile still intact. "Plus, you’d be showing him that you aren't afraid to take the initiative. Maybe he'll be a bit nicer."

"Do it at lunch so that if he tries to kill you, there'll be teachers nearby." Sero grinned.

"You're really not helping." You glared at him, but the group just laughed, leaving you to your sulking.

Mina was about to say something when the door to the classroom opened, and the very loved and grumpy Aizawa walked in. He didn't say a word; instead, he just shot a look at the group before sitting down to wait for the last few minutes before class started.

As much as you wanted to believe it, the only thing the group's conversation managed to do was make you more worried. You spent the entire class staring off into space, staring at the blonde boy who sat two seats in front of you.

His shoulders were tense, and his pencil was practically snapping in half as he scribbled notes on the paper. Every once in a while, his eyes would flicker back and forth, his teeth gritted, and his pencil would move a bit faster.

You couldn’t focus on what Aizawa was saying, too distracted by the blonde's behavior.

The class seemed to go on forever, but eventually, the bell rang, and the class began to shuffle out, chatting and laughing with their friends.

"Hey, Bakubro!" Kirishima walked over to the hothead, who had stayed behind to pack up his things. "You okay, man?"

He was a real one, that Kirishima.

"Peachy." He replied, throwing his bag over his shoulder. His tone was dry, and his eyes were tired, but there was a hint of anger in them.

"You sure? You seem a bit—"

"I'm fine, Shitty Hair." He hissed, his patience wearing thin. "Back off."

The redhead only nodded and backed away, holding his hands up. "Alright, man. Whatever you say."

He looked over at you, his eyes flickering between you and Bakugo.

He didn't need to say a word. You understood. You slowly approached the blonde, your heart in your throat.

"Uhm," You started, your voice cracking. You cleared your throat, trying to seem as unthreatening as possible. "Can we talk? I'll buy lunch."

He glanced at you, his jaw clenching. His eyes flickered down to the floor before meeting yours again.

"What makes you think I need you to buy me lunch?" He huffed, his grip on his bag tightening.

"It's an offer, dude," You shrugged, trying to sound more casual than you felt. It didn’t work. "I just want to talk, okay?"

He stared at you for a long moment, the gears in his head working. He looked over at Kirishima and Kaminari, who had been watching, before rolling his eyes and huffing.

"Fine. Whatever."

He pushed past you and made his way to the door, not bothering to check if you were following. You gave the other two a small, awkward smile and hurried after him, following close behind as he stomped his way through the hall.

You kept a bit of distance but stayed close enough so that he knew you were still there. He didn't speak, didn't even look at you, and his shoulders were still tense.

This was not going to end well.

But he hadn’t said no, so maybe there was a chance.

"So," You began, breaking the silence. "I—"

"Why?" He cut you off, not slowing his pace. His eyes were forward. "I already know your damn reasoning, so don't give me some bullshit excuse. Just tell me the truth."

He had stopped walking, now turning to face you. There were students milling about the hallway, and a couple were giving the two of you strange looks. You tried to ignore them.

You focused on the blonde's gaze.

"You're strong," You confessed, your voice wavering. "I want to be stronger."

His eyes narrowed at that.

"You could've asked," He growled. "You didn't have to sneak around and hide shit."

"Asked to… what? To kick my ass harder during our spars?" You huffed. "Because, as much as I hate to say it, I'm not winning in those."

He paused, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Is that what this is about?" He asked. "You wanted me to go easier on you? Are you kidding me?"

"No, that's not—"

"If you think villains are gonna hold back," He cut you off again, and the volume of his voice was getting higher. "You're out of your damn mind. You can't always depend on some shitty extra to bail your ass out."

"That's not—"

"Then what the fuck do you want from me, huh?!" He demanded, throwing his hands up. "You want me to hold your hand through heroics?! Is that what it is?!"

"I'm not asking you to do anything," You defended yourself, glaring. "All I wanted was a different perspective, damn."

"Yeah, what a nice perspective you got." He scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Get perspective off the kid who can’t even use his quirk without breaking his fucking body. What a brilliant idea."

"Oh, come on!" You crossed your arms. "There is no reason for you to be so petty. I did this for you, and for me. What's the problem?"

"For me? " He echoed, his eyes widening. "The hell do you mean, 'for me'? Going behind my back and training with the nerd is not doing something for me."

"I did it to be a better opponent to you!" You raised your voice, ignoring the stares of your classmates. "I'm tired of losing all the time! You're my friend, and I don't want to constantly have my ass handed to me!"

"We're not friends," He hissed. "Friends don't do this kind of shit."

You faltered, taken aback.

"I'm— You're—"

"Save it," He snapped, not meeting your gaze. "I'm done. Fuck this. Fuck you. Go find someone else to train with."

He pushed past you, shoving his hands into his pockets as he stomped away. You stood there, gaping, unable to understand what just happened.

"Bakugo," You tried, your voice cracking. You didn't turn, too busy staring at the tile floor.

"Fuck off, idiot." He spat, not bothering to look back. "You can forget about the sparring later."

He didn't wait for you to respond. Instead, he shoved his way past the crowd, disappearing from sight.

You were still frozen, and you couldn't tell if the tears welling up in your eyes were from frustration or sadness.

The students rushing around you began to slow, staring at you with pity, confusion, or both.

But you didn’t have time to care because, at that moment, you couldn’t think of anything else.

Your stomach twisted. Your head throbbed. Your heart broke.

And you felt like you were going to throw up.

"Dude," Kaminari said, appearing next to you. "That was rough."

You didn't reply. You couldn't.

"Shut up, man," Kirishima said, placing a hand on your shoulder. He was frowning, his eyes full of worry. "She doesn't need that right now."

"This is some B-lister movie shit right here," Sero commented, shaking his head. "Seriously, what a drama queen."

Bakugo… he was… hurt. You could see it in his eyes. He was angry, obviously, but there was something else. Something that you had never seen before.

"He’s…"

"An idiot?" Sero guessed.

"A jerk?" Kaminari added.

"Emotionally constipated?"

At that, Kirishima punched Sero in the shoulder, causing him to groan and rub the spot.

"Ow, what was that for?!"

"He's just mad," Kirishima ignored the question, turning to face you. "Just give him some space. He'll come around."

"This is different," You argued, your throat burning. "I've never seen him like that. Never. It’s like he’s— I don't know."

"He's an asshole," Kaminari muttered, glaring down the hallway. "Don't waste your time on him."

"You didn't see the look in his eyes," You shook your head. "It was so different. He was almost… dejected."

"Hurt?" Sero repeated, raising an eyebrow. "The guy didn't look like he was in pain. He looked pissed."

"I… did this," You said, and the three boys frowned. "He said we weren't friends because I went behind his back. I didn’t realize he saw us as friends, and I— I ruined it."

"Hey, man, you didn't ruin anything." Kirishima shook his head, his voice firm. "He’ll realize the things he said and—"

You needed to apologize. You needed to go to him, and apologize, and explain in a way that doesn’t leave room for questions.

"I'm sorry," You spoke, interrupting the redhead. "I just— I gotta— I'm gonna go."

"Wait, I wouldn’t—"

But it was too late. You were already pushing your way through the crowd, not caring about the future consequences.

You were on a mission, and you were going to get shit done.

It was easy enough to find him. The Pomeranian hair was a dead giveaway. He never made it to the cafeteria and was instead standing off to the side, staring out the window.

He didn’t look up when you approached him, but you could see the tension in his shoulders.

"I'm sorry."

You didn’t beat around the bush or try to ease him into the conversation. You just came out and said it because there was no point in hiding it.

"Just…" He sighed, not bothering to look at you. "Just leave me alone, alright? We're done."

"Look, I didn’t—"

"Why can't you just listen?!" He yelled, whipping around to glare at you. Despite his angry expression, though, you could see the hesitation.

He wasn't as confident as usual.

"You're not listening to me," You argued. "I'm apologizing. Why can't you—"

"Because I don't need you to apologize," He snarled, his eyes narrowing. "I don't want your fucking apologies. You did what you did, and I'm over it."

"It's obvious that you aren't over it."

"What, and you are?"

"No, not at all," You shrugged, trying not to flinch. "I’m trying to fix the problem."

"Well, don't." He huffed, turning back towards the window. "There is no problem."

"You were going to take your anger out on me," You said, not daring to step any closer. "How the hell is there no problem?"

"I told you," He turned to face you. "I don't care. I don't give a shit anymore. I'm not going to spar with you. Not anymore."

"You can't—"

"I can't, or I won't?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Neither," You said. "I didn't— I didn't train with Midoriya because I didn't trust you."

He laughed. Actually, genuinely laughed, his eyes crinkling in amusement. You thought the most terrifying moment of his was when he spoke calmly, but that?

That, right there?

That was the scariest moment of your life.

"Are you joking?" He snorted, the smile disappearing just as fast as it had come. "You think that’s why I'm pissed?"

"It's— it's part of it, right?"

"Oh, no," He shook his head. "No, you don't get it, do you? Do I have to spell it out for you, dumbass? Do you want me to fucking say it?"

You hesitated, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up.

"Say what?"

He sighed, rubbing his face with his hands.

"I was fine with the spars," He explained, his voice quiet. "I was fine with the competition. It was fun. You were a good match, and it made me a better fighter. I liked it."

He stopped, taking a deep breath.

"But when you went behind my back," He continued, his voice tight. "And when you didn't bother to tell me and instead told Dunce Face? Of all people?! That's where I had a problem."

"What does—"

"It means you're a coward."

You felt as if you'd been punched in the stomach, the air being knocked out of your lungs.

"You couldn't even look me in the eye and tell me, so instead, you went behind my back." He continued, and the volume of his voice was increasing. "You were too scared to face me, and you ran off and hid like a child."

"That's not true—"

"It is," He growled. "You know it, I know it, and the rest of the class knows it."

"So, you're telling me you're pissed because I'm a coward?" You asked, trying to keep the quiver from your voice.

"Partly," He replied, and the look in his eyes made you flinch.

"Partly," You repeated, your eyebrows furrowing. "So, what's the other part?"

"That I trusted you."

The words stung. They burned through your skin and pierced through your heart, making you feel as if you were the one with the explosion quirk.

He didn’t let you respond and instead walked up to you, his eyes dark.

"I trusted you," He repeated, his voice low. "I trusted you to come to me if you needed something, and I trusted that you would be honest with me. I thought we were at least close enough for that, but it turns out I was wrong."

"You— you weren't wrong—"

"If I was wrong, then why the hell did I go to Deku?! Why not me?! Why did you not trust me?!"

"I did trust you!" You cried, your eyes stinging.

"You went to the one person who could break his body with every punch," He snapped, his hands curling into fists. "You went to the kid who can’t control his damn quirk, and you went to the one person that I—"

He stopped himself, his face twisting in anger.

"What?" You pressed, taking a small step forward. "What were you going to say?"

"Nothing." He spat, turning his head. "Forget it. It's none of your damn business."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Bakugo," You pressed, trying to sound more demanding.

"Fuck off."

"Bakugo!"

He didn't answer and, instead, began to walk away.

"Damn it," You hissed, running up and grabbing his arm.

"Let go." He warned, not meeting your gaze.

"I'm sorry." You pleaded. "Okay? I'm sorry."

"Yeah, you already said that."

"I do trust you," You said. "You're an ass, and you're annoying, and you can be a bit too hardheaded, but I still trust you."

He paused, not looking at you.

"Then why didn't you go to me first?" He asked, his voice wavering. "You were my damn partner, and yet you—"

"I didn’t want you to make me feel bad," You answered. "I wanted to surprise you and prove myself. I know I can do it. I'm strong, and I'm fast, and I can be better than what I am now, and I wanted to show you that."

He was silent, but he still didn’t pull his arm from your grasp.

"I couldn’t ask for your help," You continued. "Because I didn’t want you to treat me any differently. I wanted you to see what I could do without any outside influence."

"What a stupid reason."

"You don't have to agree," You muttered. "But it was my reasoning, nonetheless."

He didn't say anything, and you sighed, letting go of his arm.

"I'm sorry," You apologized again, trying not to cringe. "I should have told you sooner, and I should have come to you. I should have trusted the way you'd react and not predicted how you would act. I was being selfish, and I should have considered you."

He turned his head, his eyes still narrowed. But it wasn't angry. No, it wasn't anger at all anymore. It was pure curiosity.

"What were you trying to prove?"

"Huh?"

"To me," He said, his eyebrows furrowing. "If you were training with me, then what were you trying to prove?"

You bit the inside of your cheek.

"I'm not sure." You answered, not daring to meet his gaze. "I guess I just wanted to impress you."

"Impress me?" He scoffed again, rolling his eyes. "You really are an idiot."

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"It means I don't need to be impressed," He explained, his voice softer than before. "I don't give a shit about being impressed. I just want you to be stronger."

"So you can still kick my ass? But be more proud of it?" You guessed, smiling.

"Something like that," He shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I want to be able to fight you without holding back."

"Oh, come on," You complained, rolling your eyes. "That's a load of crap, and you know it. You wouldn't have to hold back against me."

"Oh, yeah?" He asked, his voice lowering. "An hour with the nerd, and you think you're on my level now? You're delusional."

"You underestimate me."

"I'm not underestimating shit." He scoffed, leaning down slightly. "I can tell you, right here, right now, two minutes. I'd give it two minutes, tops, and then your ass would be on the floor."

"Really?"

"Really," He nodded, smirking. "Two minutes. That's it."

"Five o'clock?"

"Tch, fine," He agreed, taking a step back. "Don't be late, idiot."

"I won't." You assured, turning to leave. "I'll see you then, Bakugo."

"You'll see my foot up your ass."

And, just like that, the two of you were back to normal.

Did you win? Hell no. But your plan with Deku did come in handy, and you were able to put up a pretty good fight.

He did still beat you, of course, and the time was 4:57 when he finally got you on the floor.

But, it wasn't as humiliating as the previous spars, and you weren't nearly as embarrassed.

Instead, he just grinned, pulling you up by your hand and offering some tips.

And, honestly, they were better than the ones Midoriya had given you.

So, maybe going to the firecracker wasn't a terrible idea after all.

[strawhatkia]

luvr boy.

INCLUDES ! izuku midoriya x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! general relationship headcanons with izuku !

WARNINGS ! cursing, fem!black! reader, we still in high school y’all, a little uraraka slander (read to understand), edited

WORD COUNT ! 1.6k

A/N ! another repost, i had to break it up bc it was a lot of text - izuku motherfucking midoriya. the blasian himself. isaiah niggadoriya. him with a black female? him with a melanated goddess? i think it god’s greatest gift to give izuku ‘deku’ midoriya a beautiful, melanated, healing black woman and for me to write about it.❤️🥰 also, i hate the way uraraka is written and i will not hold back

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pretty boy- the prettiest 

alright!! let’s start with wash day!!

…nigga did not know shit-

 poor baby grew up with inko, bless her straight headed soul, so he had no clue how to probably take care of his hair

all he had was h e a t  d a m a g e

“zuku, how do you do your hair?” “huh?” “like what do you do?” “uh well, nothing really, i just wash it, that’s it.” “…” “what? why are you making that face- IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY HAIR?!?”

everything…everything is wrong…

aight sis, grab yo detangler, rat-tail comb, hard brush, sulfate-free shampoo, co-wash, conditioner, deep conditioner, protein treatment, all your oils, patience, and strength

and for the love of everything that is great- throw away his 3-in-1 before he give me a fucking heart attack

chile- you couldn’t even see his fucking scalp. his hair was so matted and curled up tightly together that it hurt to look at it 

don’t let him go out this house like this no mo, hear me?

but it’s nothing you can’t fix, give the lil boy head some TLC and watch them curls pop!

first wrap that towel around his shoulders, put a pillow on the floor and sit him down in between ya legs and start the marathon of old all might and black people movies you gon’ be there for a while

lil boy would not sit still and he was tender-headed pick a struggle; at this point it was either get popped by you or suffer the pain from his scalp…he chose the latter

mans almost fell asleep while you was shampooing his hair and when you put the hot oil treatment on his scalp- slumber  

after everything, you twisted his hair and gave him a bonnet

“uhm...why are you giving me a hat?” you almost slapped the taste outta his damn mouth

after explaining, he put it on; little did he know it was an expect copy to yours, just a different size

“baby, we’re matching!” ”yes, izu, we are. do you wanna take pictures?” you have just made his night. 

the pictures were posted all over insta and has them pinned on his account you betta bet mina was all in the damn comment section ; later, he would print them out and put them on his desk so he can look at when he sat down or went to bed

when you took his hair down the next day, he went to the mirror and baby had stars in his eyes

“it looks so cool!” “i’m glad you like it, izu”

he talks about you to all might all the fucking time to the point they both know you better than ya damn self

which is really annoying because all might be wanting them "one on one" talks and it will irk you to talk to him because everything will be "but young midoriya said..."

to be honest, he went to all might for love advice....don’t ever let him do that again. mans was using the most corniest lines but since it was izuku, he got away with- tell me you not cheesing thinking about him saying the "roses are red, violets are blue line" with the cutest blush...im waiting

golden hour, his favorite time of the day

this man will drop everything just to see you at golden hour like when the sun is just starting to set, he will rush into ya dorm room just to watch you

it's like therapy for him to see you relaxing under the setting sun and see your brown skin shining, i just feel like this time would be the time he reminds himself that he is incredibly lucky to have you and will literally do anything to keep you relaxed like this

"zuku babes, what are you looking at?" "nothing~" "whew boy you are so far gone" "hm?" "oh! uh...love you !" "hm, love you too~"

side note: ...if you hear a camera click, don't be surprised

izuku loves affection, giving and receiving

his giving love languages is acts of service and a lil bit of quality time; his receiving love language is physical touch and words of affirmation

so it’s important that you meet in the middle and give him praise, shit works like a charm

go up to him, pat and rub his curls and tell him that he did a good job and one of two things will happen

one: he'll tear up a lot and ask if you're sure or two: he'll blush really fucking hard

as for his giving love, he'll just kinda follow you now until he is told to leave. don’t do that. just don’t.

let him leave on his own, you'll make him feel like he's bothering you otherwise 

ask him for cuddles, he’ll drop almost anything he is doing to do so

even if you just drop hints about it, he’ll just smile and just take you somewhere quiet before sitting down or laying down to take a nap with you (nap dates with zuku !)

i think my heart just busted outta my chest i love him so fucking much

if you wanna match his acts of service, when he’s sick or just really busy at hero work studies, take notes for him in class. he will love you forever i promise. 

and best believe, that he wants your attention on him at all times

remember them head pats? let’s say you give them to todoroki or tsu for doing some reason

poor thing is definitely sitting in a corner somewhere sulking

he doesn’t want to get upset because that’s his friends and he's glad that you are getting along but he would be lying if he didn't feel a little salty about it

later on, he will ask for some and if you refuse for any reason, he’ll look at you like you just tore out his heart…cause ya did

and GOD FORBID if you give more attention to bakugo instead of him…it is now in God’s hands

he’s throwing you over his shoulder and walking away from bakugo, not before throwing him a glare which later on ensues another fight between them

he only did it because he doesn’t like you getting too close to bakugo, no matter how much he cares about him being his childhood friend

i would like to think there's always that underlying fact that yes, you can handle yourself, but he also knows just how capable bakugou is and lowkey does not want to risk it

please remind him that you do love him and that he is a good boyfriend with all the hugs, cuddles, and all that other good shit

he loves to write about you in his notes, he has AT LEAST 4 notebooks about everything about you as well as somethings he wish to say to you and a little souvenirs from moments between you two that he found special

he has a special item from the time he figured out that he loved you and wrote down in detail what happened and how he felt about it 

when you find these notebooks, do not, i repeat, DO NOT tell him that you found. just take the damn notebook while you can and run

give it back and you'll never see it again.

but most definitely tell him about all the things you read and watch him turn bright red

“so, you did get jealous when I gave Sero that hug the other day?” “HUH?!?!? H- H- HOW DID YOU FIND OUT!!?” “*holds up notebook marked ‘Y/n L/n’* Maybe because wrote about it…in detail” *cue the screams of embarrassment and horror*

nah but the amount of times the boy has gone off on a tangent about the little things he loves about you in there will get you flustered-

for drama sake, let’s talk about uraraka

short story: you almost knocked that bitch teeth in

long story: yes, deku used to like her and yes, she almost got him but that did not work out and guess who got him first ! tbh, you started out good friends with uraraka apart from the dekusquad but she never told you about her lil crush until it was too damn late !  

and little miss thing was not happy about it; “after all this time…he gets with her!!”

i think you noticed at first her lil sly ass actions and remarks but don’t give in, let her make a fool of herself and watch her run around in circles

be calm and stay two steps ahead, it will work out in your favor ! and it did !

the next person that noticed was tsu, however, she was on your side about this because she hates petty shit and people so what uraraka was doing was not to her liking at all ! 

the other two, iida and shoto, caught on to it (iida wanting uraraka to at least remain civil and shoto just watching from afar) but deku remained oblivious for a while

he just wanted to be friends with everyone so he kinda just...didn't notice or thought she was mad about something else

i feel like uraraka would get beside herself and start saying reckless ass shit to express her frustration but it would only end up with her getting her ass beat and shunned from the group until she got her act together

you can guess what she said but all imma say is….she really lost her god damn mind and paid the price

what's worse is she really did try to make it seem like you stole from her...but dum dum was the one who didn't speak up? until the very last minute? which...sounds like a personal problem? sssoooooo, stay mad?

everyone in class did figure it out and it was just lowkey sad to see her get so messy but in the end !

izuku loves you very much and would do anything for you 

you are his happiness and he’s thinking about spending forever with you

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Pls, can I get a crumb of that new pack? *rattles red solo cup with small kachan trying to escape out of it*

New pack pls 😩

Soooo instead of giving you teasers of the next chapter I wrote this.

THIS IS NOT CANNON to the story!! Just a fun side story I wanted to write

Does NOT contain spoilers and definitely can be read as a regular fic, if you have not read Your New Pack

Your New Pack Side Story: Pool Day!

Pairings: Panther! Shoto Todoroki, Hawk! Takami Keigo, Rabbit! Izuku Midoriya, Wolf! Katsuki Bakugou, Dog! Eijiro Kirishima x Human Female! Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Summary: You are just trying to finish the chapter of your book. The boys seem to have a problem with that.

Convincing the boys to have a pool day was not very hard. It was blazing hot and spending some time in the cool pool is exactly what everyone needed. Plus the thought of you in a swimsuit had the boys frantically running into their rooms to change.

So here you were, out by the pool suntanning with a book in your hands. You wore large sunglasses that covered your face and a pink and white polka-dot bikini.

Izuku stands in front of you, near the edge of the pool, and cocks his head to the side. “What are you reading, Y/N?”

You tear your eyes from the page and onto the boy. He was wearing bright red swim shorts and had goggles on his forehead that pushes the mop of hair out of his face. You scan his body, just because you could. It was beginning to get more toned, you note happily. He did spend a lot of time in your gym.

“Y/N?” He prompts again, and you quickly tear your eyes from his abs to his face. He was blushing lightly, having caught your stare.

You blush in return and frantically wave your hands in front of your face. “Oh, uh, just some stupid cheesy romance book.”

His ears twitch above his head. “Are you a romantic person?”

“Hopelessly,” You sigh thinking about the times you have daydreamed about having a lover.

He furrows his eyebrows in thought. He brings his hand to his chin and begins his muttering things you couldn’t understand, “Huh. Hopeless romantic. Would she like flowers? Or does she want some sort of grand gesture? Like maybe–”

Suddenly the bunny falls–No is pushed into the pool. He lands in the water with a short screech. Your eyes widen and you quickly check if he’s alright. Izuku’s now-soaked hair falls in front of his face and he frowns at the figure above him.

“Kacchan!”

“You deserved it. Nobody wanted to hear your annoying ass muttering.”

You frown at the wolf. “Katsuki,” You warn.

He looks at you from above his black sunglasses. His red eyes bore into yours. “What? You know I’m right.” 

You sigh and shake your head, knowing you’re not going to win this battle. So, you instead take in his appearance. Black swim trunks and black aviators. You weren’t surprised by his outfit choice. 

He catches your stare and grins, canines exposed. “You better get in the water soon or you’re going to end up like Deku over here.” He uses his thumb to point to the rabbit in the pool and you sigh but nod. 

You watch him jump into the shallow end of the pool and walk toward the small waterfall. He leans against it with a sign, finally cooling off. 

You hum and turn back toward your book. 

“Cannonball!” You recognize the voice immediately and you perk up. You watch Eijiro run from the ledge and jump in the pool, with his legs tucked into his chest. 

From this angle you could tell that he was wearing those ridiculous shorts you told him NOT to buy the first day you guys went shopping. Bright neon yellow. He looked like a human highlighter. You didn’t even have time to groan about his outfit choice.

Water sprays everywhere in the pool, and some droplets land on the bottom of your legs. You laugh as Eijiro comes up for air. He swims to the closest ledge, where Izuku was also hanging onto. 

The rabbit put the yellow goggles on. It made his eyes look massive. He looked ridiculous but you didn’t want to ruin his fun, so you held back a laugh.

“Did you see that, Y/N? C’mon get in the water, it’s no fun without you!”

“Of course, I saw it, I even felt it. Gotta be one of the best cannonballs I have ever seen.” He puffs out his chest in pride. “And In a bit. I just want to finish this chapter.”

“Alright! I’ll make sure to save you a floaty next to mine!”

Katsuki growled from across the pool, cutting you off. He wipes his sunglasses with his finger. “Really, idiot?” The blond scolds from across the pool and the dog grins.

“Sorry, Bakugou! But if you are in the pool, you do have to be prepared to get wet,” He hums in response, grinning at you as he talks. 

“I am about to get you real wet when I drown your ass!” The wolfs yells in response.

Eijirio laughs for a second and turns to face the wolf who is across the pool. “Sorry man, but that stuff doesn’t really turn me on.” He raises his eyes mischievously and you burst into laughter.

“Kirishima!” Izuku says, hand covering his mouth to hide his smile. The dog winks at him which makes you laugh even more. It was rare for Eijiro to best Bakugou and entertained the hell out of you.

Katsuki sits there for a second processing what the hell his best friend just said. He tears off his sunglasses and sends them flying into the grass. “You are dead, dog!” He bellows before tearing through the water toward the redhead.

The two begin to wrestle above and under the water, and Izuku has the first-row seat, with his goggles on beneath the water. 

You knew that the two of them would never hurt each other so you fix your sunglasses, lean back, and continue your book. 

Someone sits down next to you, and you turn your head immediately at the sound. Shoto is in the seat next to you, fully clothed. He turns to you and smiles softly. “Hello, Y/N.”

“Hey Sho.” His heart picks up as it usually does when he hears the nickname fall from your mouth. He scoots his chair closer to you and you smile and nod at him encouragingly.

You turn your attention back to the book, causing him to frown. He doesn’t say anything.

After a couple of seconds, the panther begins to shift uncomfortably in his chair. You turn toward him in confusion. “Hey Shoto, why do you have your regular clothes on? 

“Do you want me to strip for you?” He asks casually, honestly hoping you’ll say yes.

You pinch the bridge of your nose and try not to blush. You know by now that this is how he speaks, and he doesn’t mean anything by it.  “Why did you have to frame it like that?”

He cocks his head to the side and frowns. “Oh sorry. I can undress for you if you want. Is that better?” 

You give up. “Okay. Never mind. It’s fine.”

“It’s because I don’t want to go in the pool,” He reasons, looking disgusted at the two canines currently trying to drown one another.

“Why? It’s hot as hell. Wouldn’t it feel nice?” You encourage and he shakes his head.

“Not a fan of water.”

You giggle at this and he cocks his head in confusion. “What?”

“A cat afraid of water. You are a walking stereotype, Shoto,” You tease and the panther furrows his eyebrows.

“Cats are afraid of water?”

“Yes, have you not seen–You know what. Nevermind. It’s perfectly fine to not like water,” Reasoning with him usually took at least ten minutes, and you really wanted to finish your chapter. 

So the two of you sit in silence. You can feel Shoto stare at you but you ignore it. Just a couple more pages and then you can ask what is wrong. “I like that swimsuit. You look pretty, Y/N.”

You begin to respond to the compliment when a familiar voice cuts in, “Yeah she does and isn’t it just the perfect color?”

And suddenly the cocky blonde is walking, more like strutting, over to the two of you. You can’t hold back the laugh that falls from your lips when you see what he is wearing. Pink and white polka dot shorts, and pink sunglasses.

“What are you laughing at, Dove? Don’t like it? Woah, hold on, did you copy me?” Keigo clutches at his heart, with an overdramatic look of fake pain on his face.

“You’re such an idiot,” You sigh but smile.

“Agreed.” The panther says from next to you, who was not joking.

“Hey, princess! I’m surprised you didn’t come out here in a bikini!” The wolf calls, putting the fight on hold just to tease the hawk.

“Would you have liked that more, wolf? Cause I’m sure Y/N has some extras.” You try to hold back another laugh from the bickering but fail to. Shoto shakes his head at the comment.

Izuku emerges from the water, ears pinned back on his head from the force of the water. “Please don’t Hawks! You look great in pink,” Izuku says with enthusiasm. He has been idolizing the bird from the very first day he moved in, almost as much as he does with All-Might. 

Keigo takes in the rabbit’s dorky appearance and has to cover his laugh with a cough. “Thanks, kid. Hey, can you hand me that floaty? The pizza one.” Izuku nods and dives back under the water to fetch it.

He brings it back and Keigo climes on and fixes his pink sunglasses. He then turns over with a huff and lays down, sunbathing on his back, with his eyes closed.

It goes silent again, excluding Izuku and Eijiro laughing in the water with one another. You turn back to your book. 

A couple of minutes go by and Keigo speaks loud enough for everyone to hear, “Don’t Y/N and I look like a couple, matching together like this?” He loved stirring up shit.

Katsuki throws a blow-up beach ball at the hawk, hitting him in the stomach, before he could catch it. “No, you idiot! She’s not into you, bird brain!” Katsuki yells from across the pool and you sigh, knowing that it’s going to be a couple of minutes before you can go back to your book.

The panther, who much to your surprise, did actually strip, sits up next to you. He was wearing dark blue shorts that matched his collar that he never took off. “Bakugous right. Keigo, you are delusional,” Shoto calls from your side.

“Ironic,” The bird mumbles, before closing his eyes again. It goes quiet for a few seconds, and you think that was all, but suddenly Keigo and his floaty are being flipped over. The bird falls into the water with a groan. 

Izuku and Eijiro pop up with a smile and high-five one another. You laugh at this and the two turn to you, smiling in return. “Thanks for the encouragement, Y/N! We all know he deserved it,” Eijiro calls from the pool, and Izuku hums in agreement. 

Keigo doesn’t argue knowing he provoked it. So he sighs and gets out of the water to place his wet sunglasses on the table. He winks at you when he catches you staring at his body. You turn away, slightly blushing on being caught, again. At least Katsuki and Eijiro didn’t catch you.

It goes quiet again. Shoto has moved the seat even closer to yours. You don’t say anything. He turned his body to face you and you could feel him staring again. He was waiting for you to admire his body like you did with the others.

Five more pages and then you’re done. He can wait for five pages.

You pause for a second. It was quiet. Too quiet. You glance at the water and frown. The boys weren’t there. You begin to look for them when Shoto begins to speak, “Y/N, you know, your body looks–” And suddenly he is being lifted.

Each boy holds a different limb, Katsuki, and Eijiro hold him up both under his arms, while Keigo and Izuku hold him up by the back of his knees. He looks at you and then the boys shocked. They in response, grin viciously.

The boys have noticed for a couple of minutes that Shoto has been staring at you, and it definitely wasn’t in a pure way. So, they came up with a plan, and here they are.

“Perverts get banished to the pool!” Eijiro says, and the four begin to swing him toward the water.

“Wait–I’m not! Guys, cmon don’t do this! I hate the water!” But it’s too late and suddenly the panther is flying toward the pool. Your eyes widen when he hits the cool waterl with a splash. 

When he comes back up he looks absolutely pissed. You cover your mouth and laugh silently. 

But the moment doesn’t last long, cause suddenly you are being lifted up now. A hand grabs for your sunglasses and places them on the counter next to you. “Huh? Guys wait! I’m, not a pervert! C’mon, I just need to finish my chapter!”

“Sorry Dove, you should know we are all impatient bastards.”

“He’s right, Y/N! And you told me earlier you would come in! You are taking way too long, man.”

“I told you that you would end up like Deku.”

“You can finish reading your “cheesy romance book” later, Y/N!”

“But–” and just like Shoto, you were being thrown into the water, with a small squeal. You land with a small splash, and the boys all jump in after you, carefully making sure to not jump on you.

When you come up for air, you begin to laugh and the boys follow in pursuit, excluding Shoto. 

You quickly swim over toward the pouting cat, and move his sopping-wet hair away from his eyes. He closes his eyes and bathes in the soft touch. When you pull away, he smiles softly at you. “See? Not too bad right?”

He nods a little hesitantly. “I guess.” You smile wide at him and suddenly you are being pulled away from him by your legs. You laugh and allow yourself to be dragged back.

You spent the rest of the day teaching the boys every single pool game you could think of. 

Katsuki got way too invested in pool volleyball, almost drowning Eijiro while diving for the ball. Izuku is a pro at marco-polo, it actually freaked everyone out. You think he is cheating. Eijiro is fantastic at sharks and minnows, but that didn’t surprise anyone, in a different life you swore he would be a shark. Shoto liked playing colors, because when your “it” you have to stand out of the water. He didn’t even try to tag anyone. You had to end the game quickly because Shoto would never jump into the water. Keigo suggested playing mermaids, half a joke and half serious, and got shit on by everyone immediately. His swimsuit didn’t help his case. And finally, you requested a race. They let you win, and the six of you knew it, but nobody said anything.

By the end of the day, everyone was exhausted. After showering the six of you passed out ten minutes into your almost daily, superhero movie. 

Main story: Here

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Into the Madhouse (Yandere!MHA x Reader)

Chapter 2: Danger

The sirens blared through the wall speakers. Red tinted the wall through the shining alarm, alerting every one of the dangers breached. Y/N ran, her footsteps stomping over hard tile, ponytail swishing behind her. (Skin Color) hands gripped the clipboard pressed tightly to her chest. How did this happen? They were so careful! They had security all throughout the facility making rounds down each leveled hall. How did someone slip past?!

Screams and shouts of orders echoed in her ears. Y/N gasped for breath as she ran further and further, eyes on the lookout for Izuku. 

Keep your head held high. If you need to use your quirk to get him back don't be afraid. This is your job.

"Izuku Midoriya," sneakers screeched to a stop. The (Hair Color) haired girl pressed her back against the wall. Slowly, the female glimpse around the corner. Around a dozen security guards had the greenette surrounded, one hand raised in the air, the other braced by their side, poised to grab their taser if necessary. "Please come with us back to your room."

Green locks bounced as the freckled man shook his head vigorously. "No," he muttered," I-I don't belong here!" 

Y/N pushed the clipboard back to look at her notes. 

Name: Izuku Midoriya

Age: 27

Reason For Bringing Here: Izuku Midoriya, once a hero from UA then became a vigilante, came after killing multiple villains. He's been on the run for some time, doing hero work without an up to date license. Instead,  Izuku had many villains captured before police arrival or, worse, killed. Unable to control his power during times of anger,  Izuku had murdered many villains. He is in violation of quirk use and murder. All Might, former mentor, offered Izuku comes to the facility rather than thrown in jail to work on changing his ways and becoming a hero again.

She looked up,  gasping in surprise. A series of whipping black and green lines formed around Izuku's form. His eyes were glowing. Filled with fear and a hint of anger. Two fists held close to his chest, prepared to fight. "I-I did nothing wrong... I don't belong here! I never meant for this to happen."

One of the guards stepped closer, their left hand wrapping around the taser.

Izuku's eyes snapped to the man. In a flash, the greenette's arm raised, shooting black whip in the guards direction. Izuku’s black whips lashed out with lightning speed, ensnaring the guard who had advanced. With a powerful tug, he sent the man crashing to the floor, his taser clattering away. The other guards staggered, their shouts merging into a frantic uproar.

The room was filled with the sounds of the whips slicing through the air, Izuku’s face twisted with a mix of fear and anger. He struck out indiscriminately, his quirk wreaking havoc as he cleared a path. Adrenaline fueled his desperate escape, and he darted down the hall, his heart pounding.

Rounding a corner at full speed, Izuku nearly collided with Y/N. Breathless and wide-eyed, he skidded to a halt. “There’s been a mistake!” he pleaded, his voice cracking with urgency. “I don’t belong here! Please, you have to believe me!”

Before Y/N could respond, the guards’ footsteps grew louder. They were closing in, their shouts growing more insistent.

"Maybe you don't belong here," a sad smile grew on her face," but we have orders to help you." Her eyes glowed a soft blue as she activated her quirk. A tranquil aura radiated from her, enveloping Izuku. His eyes widened in surprise, and his body grew heavy. Within moments, he slumped to the floor, unconscious.

One of the men on security stopped as he rounded the corner,  eyes lowering in appreciation upon seeing the escapee asleep. "Thank you. We'll get him to his room immediately." He stepped forward only to freeze as Y/N's eyes glowed once more, stopping the man in his tracks. 

"This patient is in my care until another doctor takes the case." She lifted her chin, staring down her nose, leveling her eyes with the men before her. "You shall take him to his room, but I will follow. I should be there when he wakes up. Do you understand?" Various guards nodded. Y/N tilted her head down in return. "Good. You shall lead the way."

~

Izuku's head throbbed as he slowly regained consciousness. The sterile white walls of the room and the soft hum of machinery made it clear he wasn’t in his usual environment. Groggily, he turned his head and noticed Y/N sitting by the door, maintaining a respectful distance.

"I'm sorry for using my quirk on you," she said softly, her voice echoing with a tinge of regret. "We had to sedate you for your safety and ours."

Izuku, still disoriented, struggled to sit up. "I’m so sorry for what happened. I’m a hero—I’m supposed to be out there protecting people, not hurting them."

Y/N's expression grew serious. "You’re here because during your recent mission, there were casualties—people you didn’t mean to hurt. You’re in treatment now until we’re certain you can resume your role as a hero safely."

Izuku’s eyes widened in distress. "I never meant to kill anyone. I was only trying to save them."

Y/N nodded, her gaze softening. "I understand, but until we can be sure you’re fully in control, you need to stay here. It’s for your own good and the safety of others."

Y/N walked over and sat down next to Izuku’s bed, her expression both concerned and curious. “Izuku,” she began softly, “I need to understand more about why you turned to vigilante work. Why did you choose to deal with villains in such a drastic way rather than bringing them to justice?”

Izuku’s eyes dropped to his hands, his voice shaky. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I felt like the legal system was failing—too slow, too corrupt. I thought I could make a difference by taking matters into my own hands. But… I lost control. The villains I faced were dangerous, and in my desperation, I made mistakes. I never wanted to cross that line.”

Y/N listened intently, her gaze unwavering. “And now, knowing that your actions led to casualties, how do you feel about those decisions?”

Izuku’s face was a mask of regret and determination. “I know I made mistakes. I want to correct them and prove that I can be the hero people need, without resorting to violence. But first, I need to figure out how to control my power and make sure I never hurt anyone again.”

Y/N nodded, a soft smile grew over her face. "Then," she started," I'm sure you will make your recovery in no time."

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˚✧₊⁎MASTERLIST⁎⁺˳✧༚

a masterlist of all hcs I’ve done~ (any characters who are not here or in part 2 have not been done—link to part 2 in my pinned post)

One piece

Luffy D. monkey

Luffy relationship headcanons

Strawhat headcanons

Luffy x reader x Zoro

Luffy x black reader ♡

Luffy x male reader hcs ☆

MORE LUFFY RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Luffy x heroic fem! reader (requested)

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro’s kisses headcanons

Zoro x male reader headcanons

Zoro x reader x Sanji poly relationship headcanons

Strawhat headcanons

Luffy x reader x Zoro

Zoro x overly sweet reader (requested)

Sitting in Zoro’s lap hcs

Nami

Strawhat headcanons

Nami x male reader

Nami x black reader

Nami x female reader

Nami x poker faced male reader (who’s Robin’s brother)

Nami x fem! Reader ft. Jealous! Sanji

Vinsmoke Sanji

Zoro x Reader x Sanji poly relationship headcanons

Strawhat headcanons

Sanji x black reader (also has Ace separately) (requested)

Sanji x overly sweet reader (requested)

Nico Robin

Brook and Robin thoughts

Nico Robin x morbid gn! Reader hcs

Strawhat headcanons

Hcs of what I think Robin’s ideal s/o would be (requested)

Robin x male! Reader neglects himself from always taking care of the crew (requested)

Robin x (biological) younger brother! reader (requested)

Nami x poker faced male reader (who’s Robin’s brother) (not my idea)

Brook

Brook and Robin thoughts

Strawhat headcanons

Franky

Strawhat headcanons

Jinbei

Strawhat headcanons

Portgas D Ace

Ace x amab! Reserved! reader

Ace adopts a dog headcanons

Ace x black reader (also has Sanji separately) (requested)

Ace x childhood best friend! Reader who he has a crush on

Akagami Shanks

Red hair pirates x male reader who has heterochromia (requested)

Shanks x fem reader (a mini scenario in hcs format)

Shanks x male reader (a mini scenario in hcs format)

Boa Hancock

Boa x older brother! Male reader platonic relationship hcs (requested)

Buggy

Buggy (relationship) headcanons

Perona

Perona x male reader

Monkey D. Garp (platonic)

(Platonic) Garp x younger fem! Reader who looks up to him as his apprentice (requested)

HUNTER X HUNTER

Kurtapika Kurta

Kurapika fluffy relationship headcanons (requested)

Cute domestic hcs of kurapika x fem reader (requested)

Big brother kurapika hcs (requested)

Chrollo Lulcifer

Chrollo x outgoing reader

Feitan Portor

Feitan fluff hcs (requested)

Feitan x seemingly angelic and innocent reader who’s actually in an criminal organization too (requested)

Feitan x a truamatized reader who’s a sadist and has hemokinesis powers (requested)

Machi Komachine

Macho relationship hcs

Shaknark Ryusei

Shalnark x closed off reader (requested)

Shizuku

Shizuku with a S/O she thought she was already dating

Bonolenov:

Bonolenov x reader who’s from his (gyudondond) tribe

Uvogin:

Uvogin x reader who’s as big as him

Phantom troupe relationship hcs (separate):

(Separate) phantom troupe relationship hcs

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Izuku Midoriya

Izuku x male reader hcs

Bakugo Katsuki

Katsuki x shoto twin reader

Katsuki x male reader

Katsuki x black gn! Reader

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto hcs for his big day

Shota Aizawa

Aizawa crush headcanons

How Aizawa courts you/relationship headcanons

Aizawa’s kisses headcanons (mini series by me)

Mina Ashido

Mina x gn! Reader

Minnax black gn! Reader

Uraraka Ochako

Uraraka x shy fem reader

Tsuyu Asui (Fixed! Tsuyu relationship hcs

Tomura Shigaraki (Tenko Shimura)

Shigaraki x scholarly reader with glasses (has dabi separately)

Touya Todoroki

Dabi x scholarly reader with glasses (has shigaraki separately)

BUNGO STRAY DOGS

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Fukuzawa’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Ranpo Edogawa

Ranpo x lazy male reader

Ranpo’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Yosano

Yosano’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Kunikida

Kunikida’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Osamu Dazai

Dazai’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Tanizaki Junichiro

Tanizaki’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Naomi

Naomi’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Kenji Miyazawa

Kenji’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Mori Ogai (i don’t condone his behavior)

Mori’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Hirotsu

Hirotsu’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Koyo Ozaki

Koyo’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Chuuya x gn reader

Chuuya x male reader

Higuchi Ichiyo

Higuchi’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Higuchi Ichiyo as your girlfriend

Tachihara

Tachihara’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

Akutagawa’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Gin Akutagawa

Gin’s reaction to screwing up her first date with yo

DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro

Tanjiro x male reader

Inosuke

Inosuke x black male reader

Rengoku

Rengoku x gn reader relationship headcanons

Obanai

Obanai x chubby gn reader

SAIKI K

None yet~ coming soon!~

MOB PSYCHO 100

None yet~ coming soon!~

BLACK BUTLER

None yet~ coming soon!~

List of characters I want to write for eventually

List of character I want to write for eventually

[dance-to-mythoughts-blog]

Please give me some Deku fics. I never see any smut series or one shot smut shots with Deku. Please send me some. 😭