#c: midoriya izuku

[hochiumi]

made a fake tweet with dekusquad bc i was working on miya's romantic (used loosely) relationships earlier and her and katsuki played (also used loosely...it was war) around at a waterfall.

this is saur ooc considering the time it happens in actual canon, but it was so funny to me in my head lmao

[izucaii]

showing off <3

dt: @littlemisssnow  |  ib: varsity jacket on ao3!

[writersmorgue]

tumblr has fucked my life and the color of my text is black when i type and i can’t see what i’m writing im losing my shit it did not used to be like this

anyway ty anon!!!!

[quinntlyyyy]

some1 plz tell tumblr to stop killing the quality of my drawings—-ANYWHO I WENT TO COMIC CON CON MI AMIGOS AND NOW HAVE BIG DRAWING MOTIVATION :D

@tentativelytesticular & @lovelyrottingcrows mentioned :D

shout out 2 @noxque413 ,,,,I LOVE THE PRINTS I HOPE U HAD A GOOD TIME AT COMIC CON :D

[aura-likes-all-the-things]

Just realized, every hero has a right to go villain. Some more than others, of course, but to be a “hero” you have to go through some sort of trauma, those are the rules. And the one thing that defines the difference between a hero and the villain is how they react to that, right? So in essence, every hero has a right to go villain.

[izukatz]

i hate horikoshi.

[punkeropercyjackson]

One of my most behated superhero fan trope's is 'Calls itself a villain au but in reality is just an excuse for the creator to have kid hero characters romantically paired up with adult bad guys and fails to actually excecute villanous aspects in a well-written way or even put them in at all'

[celestialtitania]

Chapters: 3/15 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi, Todoroki Shouto, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Class 1-C (My Hero Academia), Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yoichi | First One For All User (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Time Travel, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, still following canon even if things will be, different, Fluff, Humor, Angst, Drama, Family Feels, all the emotions not all the time, they will all need hugs by the end of this, Midoriya Izuku Has One for All Quirk, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, ofa is having a time Summary:

"I don't want to know about the future and feel trapped in that possibility," Izuku said.

The woman snapped her fingers, lips twitching into a smirk, an odd glimmer in her eye. "What if…I give you a reading that would tell you how life could have gone?"

Or when a 'what if' scenario is taken too far, the whole world changes and Izuku changes along with it.

[imnotsorryforanyofthis]

Quirkless Advantage

Chapter six: Classes and Starting War

Warning: lots and lots of cussing.....

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These chapters are going to be stupid and short. Enjoy reading!

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"So how was your first day of school?" Aizawa asks while driving home. "It was fine. Present Mic is definitely something," I say whispering the last part. Aizawa quietly snorts and shakes his head, "You're not wrong. He is something." "Yeah, and I'm not sure if it's a good or bad something," I say and he actually laughs out loud.

It was a short laugh but it was a laugh nonetheless. I look over at him and chuckle quietly to myself.

"I met a guy that is in your class," I start and he glances over at me and asks, "How do you know if he's in my class?" "Well, for one he acts like he's the best even though he's a first year. Also he's extremely angry for no reason and calls everyone extra so..." "Yup, he's in my class," Aizawa says right after I finish my sentence.

"I was looking for my class, I wasn't paying attention when he bumped into me. I almost fell over because of the force, but someone caught me. Anyway, he just said, "move it extra", and walked away." I stop myself from telling him about Haru and that he's not that bad looking. Aizawa looks over at me with a look in his eyes.

Shit... He can tell that I'm keeping something from him.

He turns his eyes back on the road and doesn't say a word.

Oh, ok, so he's going to leave it alone.

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It's been a couple of days and it's almost the end of the week. Class 1-A had their class with All Might and I believe it's the day when you get to see a glimpse of Shigaraki because I saw the reporters at the entrance of U.A.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Haru asks me. I look to the left of me and see him with his elbow propped up on the desk and his chin resting in his hand. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask, looking at him weirdly.

Why does he look at me like I'm fascinating or something? It's quite annoying.

"There you go again," Haru laughs, "You make faces when you think about things." I roll my eyes and notice everyone leaving. "Let's go Gingy," I tease, "I'm starving." "You're always starving," he says and I glare at him, "Well, don't call me Gingy." I shake my head laughing while walking next to him, "I'm still going to call you that."

We take our time walking to the lunchroom. As soon as we walk through the door, people run towards us and through the door. They push past us, knocking us over. Haru catches his balance but I fall backwards.

Why am I always falling over? Oh, I know why. It's because I have shit balance and horrible ankles that try to roll all the time.

Instead of feeling wrapped around my waist, I feel the side of my body and head slamming against the floor. Instead of stopping, they keep going. I hear Haru's voice, "Sasaki! Sasaki! Where are you?! Are you ok?!" I can't respond. I'm getting pushed over again and again. Shit, what do I do?

A hand grabs my arm and pulls me up. I come face to face with the last person that I would've expected to help me.

"You're in my way, extra," Bakugou says, letting go as soon as I'm stable. "Thanks," I say as he walks away. He doesn't look back, not even for a second.

"Sasaki?!" I hear Haru yell again and again. I try to go to where I hear him but can't. Suddenly, everyone stops when they hear a loud voice. Looking up, I see Tenya Iida up in the air getting our attention.

Now's my chance.

I continue to walk through the crowd until I see a tall person with red hair. Eventually I see him and yell, "Haru!" He turns around and pushes people out of the way. "Are you ok? Where were you?" He asks with hands on my shoulders.

I wince at him touching my right shoulder. He doesn't notice because he's too busy looking at the side of my face. He frowns and touches my face, "You're bleeding." "Uh, yeah, and you're also hurting my shoulder that I landed on when I fell." I say and he quickly lets go of my shoulder. I still feel his hand on my face and I giggle, "You can let go of my face, it's not going to fall apart."

"Sorry, I just... um..." Haru starts but I interrupt, "You're just worried. I'm fine, I got helped up actually." He only nods as I look up to see Iida coming down from the ceiling. "Let's get something to eat. I'm absolutely starving," I say, turning around.

I look back when I feel a hand around my wrist. "You again?" Haru says glaring at the person who is keeping me from walking. "Go to the nurse. Your face looks like hell and I can tell your shoulder hurts by the way you are holding it," Bakugou says. "I'm fine," I smile, "It's just a few bruises and scratches. They will go away eventually." Bakugou lets go of my wrist while I continue to smile at him. I walk away before he gets a chance to say anything.

I hear someone walking behind me and stops when I stop at the line to get lunch. "Hey, are you sure you don't want to go to the nurse?" Haru says breathing heavily trying to catch his breath. I grab what I want and walk away, "If my shoulder feels worse then I'll go check it out" Haru quickly grabs his food and walks up to my side, "Ok... Where do you want to sit?" "There's a table by the window there," I say pointing to the left.

Haru and I walk over to the table and the second we set down our trays, I hear a voice call my name.

What the FUCK?! All I want to do is to eat my lunch!

"Get your food, we're going to the nurse," the person said.

Shit...

I pick up my tray and turn around, "Aizawa, I'm fine." "I don't care. Let's go... NOW," Aizawa says, giving me glare.

Haru looks back and forth between Aizawa and I. He looks incredibly confused and slightly terrified when Aizawa glances at him for a couple of seconds analyzing him. "Will you stop glaring at me and my friend if I go?" I say, sighing. Aizawa sighs and nods.

I think I've been around him too long. I sound just like him.

We walk next to each other to the nurse and I still have the tray. I look over at Aizawa and see that he isn't glaring anymore, "Why were you glaring at us? I only fell down and got a little hurt. That's all."

"Because I had an angry student barge into my classroom while I was trying to eat, complaining about someone he pushed over yesterday getting pushed over again. Also, that said student complained that the person got hurt and refused to go to the nurse," Aizawa says angrily.

I look down when he opens the door to the nurses office. I stayed quiet the whole time Recovery Girl helped me. By the time she got done, my food got cold.

"I have to go," Aizawa says getting up. "I have to do a rescue activity with my class so I'll have to leave the building," he says, digging into his pocket. "Here," he hands me his car keys, "I'll find a way home so take these." Aizawa sighs as I keep on looking down and puts a hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry I got angry at you. I was just worried."

I look up at him, "Be careful."

"Whatever happens, be on guard and be careful...please." I say and he looks at me weirdly.

I'm sorry.... I can't say anything else.

Aizawa left and I got up, walking out of the room and dumping my food into the trash can. I go to the rest of my classes and right when the bell rings for dismissal, I go to Aizawa's car. The second I get in the car and shut the door, I start feeling tears going down my face and start hitting the wheel.

Damnit, damnit, damnit! What the fuck do I do?! I can't just go to the USJ and be all like, 'ummm, yeah, can you not villians. I actually care for this hobo and he's my guardian, so I would really appreciate it if you wouldn't smash his pretty face.' Yeeaah, I don't think it would go very well.

After my little temper tantrum, I go to the apartment and crash on my bed.

"Tsuna! Open the door!" Tsukauchi pounds on the door. "Ok, ok, damn! What do you WANT?" I get off my bed and rub the sleep from my eyes. I then open the door to Aizawa's apartment.

"It's Aizawa... come quickly," Tsukauchi says panting from running up the stairs and hitting the door a bunch of times. "I know," I say, putting on my shoes fast and shutting the door behind me. Tsukauchi starts to walk away but stops, "What? How?" "I already told you how," I say walking past him and down the stairs. "Oh, you did."

I can't stop pulling at my shirt throughout the whole car ride to the hospital.

"I tried to warn him," I suddenly say and Tsukauchi turns his head over to me fast. "WHAT?!" He yells and the car swerves almost hitting the car next to us. He turns his attention back to the road and fixes "I only told him to be on guard and be careful! That's it!" I yell back and gripping the side of the door out of fear of almost getting in a car crash. "I didn't tell him anything else because I don't want to mess up anything else," I say letting go of the door, "I already messed up a lot."

Tsukauchi takes a deep breath in and releases it out, "I think it's time." "Time for what?" I ask and he takes a moment to answer. "To tell Aizawa."

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Here is the link to all of the chapters

Link to next: Chapter seven: Bandages and Books

[bakudekuism]

TW : ED , SH , BULLYING :C

i remember a bkdk ( i forgot if it ws :'D ) fic of Izuku having a eatimg disorder in middle school - centric ( maybe in UA later on? i forgot!! ) but i dont kno where to find it!!! i think the classmates were making fun of his body in da locker rooms for being chubby nn his cheeks so he started to starve and stuff DD: 💧💧 also he startes changing in the stalls kn the locker rooms because he started to like self harm + his body is getting dangerously thinner ( ?) 🎀🎀 if anyone knows this fic OR is making one inspo 'd by this pls let me know!!!

[noeggets]

i made this same joke on another one of my blogs with different characters and the same color scheme and sat here and said “im gonna draw the same thing again but with different characters”

[kumeko]

A/N: For the Gravity Between Us Vol 2! These two are so awkward with each other, I just want to shove them in a closet to sort it all out.

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Someone knocked on the door. Ochaco jerked her head up at the sound, tearing her attention away from the book in her hand. It sat heavily on her lap, her finger still marking the paragraph she’d been reading. Around her, her office was as messy as ever. Her notes lay scattered across the floor, magical tools abandoned and forgotten in odd corners, and there were at least three different mugs of coffee perched on various pieces of furniture.

Another knock reminded her of just why she’d looked up. “C-coming!” she yelped as she sprang off her chair, her thick tome falling to her feet with a loud thud. She winced.

Through the wooden door, rand a familiar, muffled voice: “Are you okay?”

Izuku.

Ochaco tried and failed to tamp down her blush. It was just Izuku’s voice. It was an ordinary question. She hadn’t even seen him yet. Yet, for the life of her, she couldn’t help but react to it.

This crush was starting to get out of control.

“Yeah!” she shouted, praying he couldn’t hear the blush in her tone. Stumbling to the door, she pressed her cheek against the cool, firm surface, hoping it’d get rid of the red. Her heart beat like a drum. She breathed in. She breathed out.

And then, as calm as she was going to get, she opened the door with a wide smile. “I’m fine! But if you’re here…did you get injured again?”

A sheepish Izuku filled her sight. As usual, he still had some of his armour on. He must have rushed here straight from practice. It’d actually be stranger if he hadn’t; almost all of his training bouts ended in injuries. He got injured so often that her office was considered the third most likely place to find Izuku, right after the stables and the training grounds.

“Well…” Izuku rubbed his neck, embarrassed. He held up his right arm. His white sleeve was rolled up, revealing a series of cuts and bruises encircling his skin. “Just a little bit.”

Ochaco paled. Izuku always surprised her, in the best and worst of ways, and she didn’t think she’d ever get used to his training injuries. She reached for him, trying to tamp down on that little spike of nerves she got whenever Izuku was injured. How was he always so calm when he was hurt? “Oh my god.”

“It looks worse than it feels,” Izuku added, smiling nervously. Despite his words, she could make out a thin sheen of sweat on his brow, the slight wince as he lowered his arm, the way his jaw tightened as he breathed. The only good thing was that the cuts weren’t bleeding anymore, though red stained his shirt and smeared his skin.

Ochaco gritted her teeth. Pull yourself together! She had been training as an apprentice mage for a year, had been treating Izuku for months. This wasn’t the time to panic. “That’s an understatement!”

She stepped aside, ushering him in. Quickly, she cleared a spot for him to sit. Izuku knew the drill by now and promptly plopped down on the chair. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he apologized. “Sorry about this.”

“It’s not your fault you got hurt…” Ochaco trailed off before eyeing him suspiciously. This wouldn’t be the first time he’d overworked himself. “It’s not, right?”

He didn’t look her in the eye. His voice was guilt-ridden. “I…I’m not sure.”

She covered her face with a hand. There was a reason the head mage had stopped taking care of Izuku’s training injuries. There was a reason it had all been relegated to her. The man always came in once a week looking like he’d lost a fight. And that was a good week. “You’re not sure.”

“I…well…” Izuku scratched his cheek as he struggled to find the words. “I kinda got a new blessing, and I was trying to use it.”

Her head snapped up. “Another new blessing?”

“Yeah…” He averted his gaze as he shrugged. “It just came to me.”

Ochaco doubted that. The god’s blessings were usually limited to one per person. Few people unlocked theirs after childhood, fewer still that had multiple blessings. Yet Izuku had not just one, but three, and all gained after he’d joined the knights just last year. Even the great hero, the Almighty Sir Toshinori, only had one blessing.

He was hiding something. This was more than just being a late bloomer. Even if he hadn’t been a terrible liar, she’d have known that. Something in her ached at the thought—did he not trust her? Did he think she couldn’t handle it? Her lips parted to ask, but she forced the questions back down.

She didn’t want to pry. And there was something more important to deal with right now. Ochaco grabbed a jar of ink and her paintbrush. After dragging a stool closer to his seat, she sat down across from him. “You’re overworking yourself.”

“Not really.” He carefully pulled off his shirt, revealing a toned chest. Scattered across his skin were the remnants of other long-healed injuries. “I’m just starting as a knight and everyone else is miles ahead. I have to catch up.”

Ochaco stared at the murky black ink. The hardest part of taking care of him was sitting across from all of that and trying not to react. Forcing her hand to move, she dipped the brush in the ink and shifted her focus back to him. And his very, very attractive muscles. “You’re…you’re still overworking yourself. You need to rest sometimes.”

Good. Her voice didn’t come out weird. Her hand remained steady as she started to paint runes on his skin. Good. Good.

Izuku breathed in sharply. “I rest,” he replied, sounding oddly squeaky and strangled. His body stiffened.

Ochaco peeked up. Red dusted his cheeks—that was new. He had never reacted like that before. She’d have to ask him later about it. Hopefully, it didn’t have anything to do with her brush; at her skill level, she needed to draw these runes in order to heal. “You don’t,” she replied as she returned to her work.

“I do,” he protested.

“Not enough,” she disagreed firmly. She met his eyes with a hard glare. “Don’t lie.”

“That’s…sorry. I’ll do better.” Izuku coughed, clearing his throat. It still sounded unnaturally high. “Um…how’s your training?”

Ochaco chuckled as she sat back, setting aside the paint. “Well,” she drawled with a teasing smirk. “I’m really good at healing now.”

“Wh—” Izuku froze as he understood the implication of her words. He flushed, the red spreading all the way to his neck. “Sorry.”

She giggled. Part of her wanted to tease him more. Ochaco rested her palms on his chest and closed her eyes. “Maybe I should specialize in it. There’re too many spells to learn otherwise. I can’t memorize all the runes.”

Power welled up within her and flowed out of her fingertips, jumping to each of the runes like lightning rods. It left her with an oddly gentle, bubbly feeling. If only her attack magic worked just as well.

“I know you can do it,” Izuku reassured, and she almost opened her eyes at the sudden praise. “I’ve seen how hard you work.”

I’ve watched you too. The words remained locked in her chest. Part of her was afraid of ruining the careful balance they’d achieved. Another part of her was just afraid of rejection. She’d spent so long looking at him, she didn’t know where else to turn.

But if she stayed like this, nothing would change. Ochaco pulled away and clasped her hands in her lap. Steeling herself, she asked, “This Saturday, you’re off, right?”

“Saturday?” Izuku bit his lip as he pulled on and buttoned his shirt. After mulling it over, he nodded. “Yeah, there’s no training.”

“Do you have any plans?” She swallowed nervously. This was it. This was the question she’d been wanting to ask for months.

“Not exactly…” He crossed his arms, thinking about it. “I mean, I could train—”

“No. Training.” Ochaco ground her teeth, shooting him a glare. Exhaling softly, she fiddled with her fingers. “There was this field I told you about, remember? The one with the herbs? I was…thinking of going there and—and do you want to come with?”

Izuku stared at her blankly. When his silence became almost unbearable and she was just about to poke him, he sat up straighter and nodded. “S-sure. You wanted to collect those herbs for a while, right?”

“Y-yeah.” That wasn’t quite what she meant, and she felt both disappointed and elated. “So you’ll come?”

He gave her a thumbs up. “Definitely!”

It wasn’t what she had intended, but it was still a date of sorts. Ochaco smiled brightly. It was a step forward, and she’d take it.

[calmboyl]

just a group of characters that do not canonically interact with eachother thanks to the fact theyre from diffrent universes and franchises

[obliviannn]

Forgot to post my bad, but here’s some free draw drawings! Been rewatching/ catching up with some animes since I haven’t watched one in a while. My sisters rotmnt drawing are on the bottom and thanks to the lovely people who asked for my socials :D

I also added more to this but I’ll post it when I’m done adding stuff

[florascent]

Small Town AU, part 2 introductions

The Bakugos

They live at the outskirts of town with a big horse ranch right next to their house. Once Katsuki turned 15, he was taught to care for the horses. As he grew older, all responsibilities fell on him. Not that he minded. It kept him fit and strong.

Besides the chores around the ranch, he had the occasional horse competition and the horse riding lessons for the kids to keep him busy. But not busy enough to miss the occasional glimpse of the farm girl across the dirt road. Naomi Auclair.

He had liked her for a short while but quickly found that she was nervous and skittish around him, as if afraid for some reason. The fearful look always left a bad taste in his mouth. Nothing he did seemed to ease her.

Despite having grown up closer to Naomi, Izuku and Rin had always been his closest friends. The three had become rivals as kids, competing over anything they could think of. Even after graduation and getting different jobs, they never stopped one upping each other in some way.

Though Katsuki will never admit it, he's protective over the two others and would be sad if anything happened to them.

[full-cowlings]

virgin izuku thoughts ..

includes   |   virgin! pro hero izuku midoriya . dom-ish? reader. fem!bodied reader ( no pronouns asides from 'you' used ) , dry humping ( sort of ? ) , cumming in pants .. embarrassed izu <3 TWITTER P0RN LINK !!

word count ; 1149 !

currently thinking about pro hero izuku who's surprisingly still a virgin !! imagine how surprised you were when you found out about it ? i mean ... he was just so tall , strong and incredibly handsome .. as well as the number one hero in japan ! he could pick up anybody he wanted ! so how was izuku of all people a virgin ? you two had been a fling for a while now, casual dates here and there, but never really going anything further than the usual make out session and occasional groping here and there . but even that made him nervous , although that was rather adorable in your eyes, really . especially when all you had to do was look him up and down, bite your lip then look away and he'd feel his pants tighten . however, today seemed to be the day that you two got further than your normal ... to which you found out that the pro hero deku ... had never had someone in his bed before ! what an honour it was to be his first ... so , pressing your lips on his and gently laying him down, nothing more was left to be said asides from you promising him that you'd take care of him ...

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xx. [ c/w ,, twitter porn video !! ] thinking of sitting reverse cowgirl on izuku midoriya's lap, riding him through your guys undergarments ... and how cute is it when he cums just from that!! you two were basically completely bare, the only thing separating the two of you being his pair of boxers and your skimpy panties . izuku's bulge is fully visible in his boxers now, the tent visible and it twitching underneath just the slightest brush of your fingertips. your hands are splayed on the pro hero's muscular and toned thighs and again it makes you wonder just how someone of his strength hasn't had anyone in his bed yet . he feels so strong underneath you, which only makes it all the more exciting when you realise he's shivering under the slightest movement from you. your ass is pressed against the tent in his pants, his left hand is settle on your ass as well , holding onto you as you use your hands as leverage to bounce up and down on his lap.

within seconds he's moaning from underneath you, gasps and whimpers falling from izuku's parted lips as his head is thrown back. was all intimate moments this good, or were you just special? how had he gone this long without feeling the soft plush of your skin underneath his scarred fingertips ? izuku's lips part as his voice rings out your name and his hips jump instinctively with every bounce of your hips. the fabric against his restrained cock is both the best and worst thing he has felt. it's restricting from feeling you skin to skin, but at the same time it's putting just the right amount of friction against the head of his cock that he's practically seeing stars already !!

your own lips curl into a coy smile, the fact he's falling apart under you so easily is almost so ego-boosting... who else could say that they had deku in whimpering shambles other than you ??

you glance back at him , eyes clouded in lust as he meets your thrusts to his clothed cock. he has his right arm over his eyes, his head thrown back and yet you can still see the pink tint to his freckled cheeks. biting your lip, you let out a moan yourself, how could someone look so pretty ? " you like that, izu ? " you ask , voice sultry , teasing , and all he can do is nod through his moans . " yesyesyes , oh fuck - ! more, feels so good .. " he's most likely going to look back and cringe in embarrassment after this, knowing his voice was strained from only the feel of your panties and ass rubbing up and down his shaft. you giggle and suddenly there was such a loud gasp that left izuku's mouth as your hips bounced faster. this was ... so much better than feeling his own hand around his cock, thumbing his precum over his swollen head, hips lifting off and thrusting into his own hand as he imagined it was you .. imagined it was your tight pussy he would be fucking instead. the thoughts were too much for poor izu, his mind was swirling with pleasure and suddenly, there was a high pitched whine, his back arching and thighs trembling underneath you. his hand came up to cover his mouth, but it didn't do much other than slightly muffle the lewd sounds he was letting out. cum leaked out from his cock, soaking right through his boxers and staining your pretty underwear .. he had came so fast , but he couldn't help it !! you felt just... so, so heavenly bouncing up and down on him like that ! viridan hues snapped open as he realised what happened, you turning to look down at his leaking dick with a grin of satisfaction. " i - i'm so sorry, i didn't m - mean to - i just- you- " and his words were a jumbled bunch of mess, propping himself to sit up a little more and frantically look for a tissue or anything to clean himself off. his cheeks were so red, the heat from his dick rising now to his face, creeping to his ears and back of his neck... he didn't mean to cum, honest !! but before he could, two of your fingers reached down and swiped over the dampened fabric, brushing over his sensitive cock which twitched and made him whine again. despite the fact his chest was rising and falling so fast, so heavily, he was still hard .. he needed more .. he needed you so, so bad. forest irises watched you as you spread your fingers apart, letting his seed string from them both before promptly placing them on your tongue and sucking off his white essence. a moan fell from your lips at his taste, just as sweet as izuku was himself. if it had even been possible — which it was — izuku's face deepened further, but the lust in his eyes was so palpable now. you giggled as you pulled your fingers out your mouth with an audible 'pop!' . the pro hero's lips opened to say something, but you cut him off by promptly turning around and interlocking your hands with his bigger ones. midoriya gasped as you pushed him back down, your form towering over his, hair framing your face just perfectly as you looked down at him with that lustful glint in your eyes. shivers shocked through his spine and izuku felt his cock twitch, now pressed against your inner thigh as he felt your heat... you needed him just as much as he needed you. " don't worry, we're not done yet... what kind of gentleman would you be if you didn't let your partner cum too, right, deku? "