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Longing

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Yandere! Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Somewhat suggestive themes.

Summary: After keeping your feelings quiet for so long for the sake of others, a breaking point is finally found.

W/C: 2.1k+

“The thing is, recently, my heart’s been all stirred up about something.” You hear an all too familiar voice say as you exit the kitchen with your bottle of water in hand. “It’s love!” Another of your classmates yells, having you stopping in your tracks with your eyes setting on the sight taking place in the living room of the dorms. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?! GLOVE?! SHOVE?! DOVE?! I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE, WHAT’S THAT?!” Uraraka shouts while waving her hands frantically.

“Who is it? Midoriya or Iida? You’re always hanging out with those two boys.” Mina continues to press all while you clench your teeth. “You’ve got it all wrong!” Uraraka denies while covering her face with her hands, resulting in her accidentally activating her quirk on herself and floating to the ceiling with what little of her cheeks she’s unable to cover being overly red, the sight having you knitting your brows in frustration.

This isn’t the first time her crush on Izuku was called out, nor is it the first time that you’re forced to swallow your words, having them burning at your throat like bile threatening to rise. You can’t even recall the last time you actually felt comfortable in your group of so called friends, having been put through too many conversations encouraging Uraraka with her crush on the sunshine classmate yet none to you.

They’ve all been too busy lending their support to her crush that she’s not even willing to admit yet is still willing to get possessive and jealous over, too busy to notice you looking at him similarly, too busy to notice that you were the first one to actually like him and get close to him. But it doesn’t matter that you’ve liked him for longer, because they’ve only known of Uraraka’s crush on Izuku, so if you were to say anything of your own crush of him…

So instead, you’re stuck unable to act on your feelings for him as to not have your ‘friends’ glare daggers at you, and have to leave it to someone who doesn’t even have the guts to admit her crush to her friends, let alone to the one she likes. You grip the bottle in your shaky hand and walk to the entrance of the dorms, wanting to leave the building for some fresh air instead. After shutting the door behind you, your ears fill with the sound of crickets instead, soon followed by a long sigh slowly leaving your mouth.

You move to sit at the steps that lead to the entrance while you unscrew the cap of the bottle, bringing it to your parted lips just as you’re about to sit only to once again stop in your tracks. “That’s not it, Iida looked different; bent his back I think. He’s so flexible, I can see his shape in my head…” Your eyes trail to Izuku on his knees bent over some of his notes and take notice of the thin layer of sweat coating him, no doubt having been practicing his moves.

“Hey.” You call out to him with your arm stretched towards him, offering him your water. His face immediately brightens from the neutral expression as soon as he sees you and stands on his feet to rush over to you and take the bottle. “Thank you so much.” He smiles at you with rosy cheeks, probably from the workout, and then downing almost the entire bottle, unknowingly giving you a show in a perfect side angle of his adam’s apple smoothly bobbing up and down.

Izuku finally brings the bottle back down and takes in a deep breath followed by a small awkward chuckle at how you just witnessed him almost choking by depriving himself of air in favor of water. “Sorry about that.” He apologizes with his blush deepening a few shades. “It’s okay, don’t-” You clear your throat. “Don’t worry about it.” You assure, averting your eyes to try and compose yourself after the front row seat of the show he just gave you.

“Oh, are you thirsty? There’s still some left.” He offers you back the bottle with innocent eyes, the blush on his cheeks fading away. “No- it’s okay, I just… thought you were thirsty, so I gave you the water.” You wave your hand dismissively. “It was… yours?” He asks. “Yea- don’t think about it too hard, I can just go get another one.” You try to assure him with a smile, starting to turn around. “No!” He blurts out, startling you.

“I mean, this was your bottle first and there’s still some left.” He looks away almost shyly while offering you back the bottle with about a quarter of water left as his cheeks start to feel warm again. You stare at the bottle briefly and look back at Izuku and take in his nervous form, seeing how he averts his eyes with pink cheeks, fiddles with his shirt with his empty hand and ever so slightly traces his shoe along the ground and suddenly, something buried deep beneath you finally takes hold.

You grab the bottle with confidence, something that has Izuku looking at you again, and bring it to your lips, tilting your head back with the same side angle he gave you and stare him down for a few seconds as you drink the water before closing your eyes and drinking the last of the water, taking in the taste of the last thing he ate, the piece of mint chocolate he had after dinner; the same mint he’s been having every day for the past few days now leaving a fresh taste on your tongue.

Finally, you bring the bottle back down and forward it to him with your face in a neutral expression aside from the way one of your brows is lightly raised with the corner of your lips ever so slightly turned upwards as if daring him to take it back. Izuku looks at you with his eyes faintly widened, a look in the emerald irises that you can’t quite recognize. “Do you…” He pauses in a low voice that contrasts his usually higher-pitched and softer voice.

“Want to… drink more water?” He suggests, his voice remaining low in an alluring tone, his half-lidded eyes staring deeply into yours, and if it weren’t for how warm you felt inside, you’d find his supposed double-meaning line funny rather than arousing. “Yeah…” The word leaves you in a breathy manner. “Wait, you have some…” His hand slowly reaches forward and holds the side of your face, his thumb touching the corner of your lips and smearing a drop of water along your skin before wiping it off.

He leaves his hand on your cheek and then slowly brings his other one to your other cheek, holding your face gently in his rough hands without breaking his gaze from you. “Don’t move.” He whispers, his face closing in on yours. You stare back at his eyes which seem darker than usual and let him lean in closer until his nose touches yours, your eyes barely open, and until he pulls you in with his hands to press his lips deeply into yours.

You breathe out a startled gasp at what you thought would be a soft gentle kiss instead being a deep one filled with an underlying passion heavier than you initially thought. While Izuku’s eyes easily fall shut into the kiss, yours get blown wide open at the unexpected roughness of the kiss, one of your hands reaching to the front of his shoulder to push lightly away only for one of his hands to immediately leave your face and grip at your wrist firmly, keeping you from pushing him away.

As if understanding the reason behind your startled reaction, he slows down the kiss but remains on the same level of passion as he continues to press his lips as deeply into yours, only slowing his movements enough for you to keep up. The slower pace helps lull you to a sense of comfort and eases you enough to have your eyes fluttering shut and start to move your lips along his, your softer movements contrasting his rougher ones, his own seeming almost desperate.

The hand holding at your wrist loosens its grip and slowly drags yours up to his face with you starting to catch up to his pace, your other hand rushing to wrap your arm around the expanse of his shoulders and pull him deeper in the kiss with your hand on the side of his jaw. Instinctively, his own hands waste no time rearranging themselves with one setting at the back of your head and his other arm wrapping around you, forearm pressed along the length of your back with his hand pressed against your upper back.

While he pulls your entire body into his, he fails to fight the urge to grip the back of your shirt in his rough hand, desperately wanting to feel the skin hiding beneath the cloth. As your lips continue to mesh together, you return the same desperate feeling by gripping at the back of his shoulder, feeling the strong muscles under the shirt urging you to further explore him.

You give in to the temptation and let your hand travel back along his shoulders, the back of his neck, and then over his front as you kiss, at this point both of you are breathing heavily into the kiss against each other, not wanting to break apart even to steady your breaths. With your hand pressed on his chest, feeling the muscle hiding under his shirt, the warmth in his chest reaches a scalding temperature that spreads throughout his body until it grows too scorching to handle.

The hand on your back leaves to your arm that keeps your hand pressed on his chest, pleased to feel your body remaining close to his of its own free will. You feel his hand give your arm a small squeeze before releasing it and following its length with his fingers just barely brushing along your skin, the feather-light grazing giving you goosebumps until his hand reaches your wrist once again, taking hold of it much more gently than last time in a silent cue to signal your departure.

Izuku finally breaks the kiss with a moan and pulls back, only enough to still have his lips skimming against yours as you rest your foreheads against each other. Your eyes open to gaze into one another briefly before closing again, instead focusing on catching your breaths, feeling your hot breaths colliding in small pants with his thumb tracing small patterns along the underside of your wrist, tenderly pressing over your fast pulse and giving a reassuring squeeze as if to help gently bring you back down from the kiss.

Your eyes part open to find his own already staring at you with half-lidded eyes and seeing someone other than the shy skittish boy you’d grown used to seeing, instead, seeing a confident young man staring back at you. “Where did you learn how to kiss like that?” You ask, your voice barely above a whisper to which he lets out a small breathy chuckle. “You know me… I just study a lot.” He smiles, the dark look in his eyes having faded away to a more tender one.

You smile at him in amusement with an airy chuckle of your own leaving you, not knowing if to assume him having read up on how to kiss or having seen others do so. “I haven’t kissed anyone else, if that’s what your wondering…” He says in a somewhat hopeful manner, unbeknownst to you how he hoped you having wanted to be his first kiss, and how he hopes to have been your first as well. “I…” You speak while pulling away enough to look at him properly, the smile on your face suddenly fading away.

Izuku’s smile falters after yours, taking in your line of sight set on something off to the side behind him and turning around to follow it, his eyes falling on the group of girls staring through the window with horror in their eyes as if offended at what just took place. His gaze shifts over to Mina holding a teary Uraraka and the way he feels you rip away from his hands pulls him back to reality.

Turning back around to you, he barely has time to register you running away from him. “No! Wait!” He shouts for you, voice back in his higher pitched tone and arms instinctively reaching out for you, seeing you disappear in the trees that surround the dorms, his body freezing in place with his arms staying open for you. “Please.” He utters, his vision starting to water with his hand trembling.

“Don’t leave me.”

[ruewrote]

𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒.

PAIRING: izuku midoriya x fem!reader WARNINGS: insomnia, no use of y/n GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: sunshine~ by corbon amodio WORD COUNT: 1.8k

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it had been a long day. between hero duties, training, and the relentless pressure of being a pro hero, your body felt like it was made of lead. every muscle ached, your mind was a tangled mess of fatigue and stress, all you wanted was a good night’s sleep. but sleep had been impossible lately, slipping just out of reach no matter how tired you were.

you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the darkness of your bedroom doing little to soothe the restlessness that churned inside you. every time you closed your eyes, thoughts raced through your mind like an endless loop of everything you had to do, everything you hadn’t done, and everything you worried you’d never be able to do.

sighing, you turned over, glancing at the clock. it was well past midnight, and you had to be up early tomorrow. you rubbed your eyes, frustration bubbling up. 

why couldn’t you just shut your brain off for once?

your phone buzzed on the nightstand, startling you. you picked it up, squinting at the screen. a message from izuku, your closest friend and, if you were being honest with yourself, your biggest source of comfort.

“hey, are you still up?”

you hesitated for a moment before replying.

“yeah. can’t sleep. you?”

his response came almost immediately.

“same. i was thinking about our patrol tomorrow. there’s a new pattern in the villain activity in the area, and i wanted to go over it again, but i realized it’s really late and i should try to sleep, but i honestly just can’t stop thinking…”

you smiled softly at his rambling message. it was so like him to overthink things, to get caught up in analyzing every detail, even when he was supposed to be resting. you could almost picture him now, hunching over his desk, notes spread out around him, his hair a mess from running his hands through it in concentration.

“you should be sleeping, ‘zuku,” you typed back, the nickname slipping out unconsciously. 

“you’ve been running yourself ragged lately. you need rest.”

there was a pause, and then another buzz.

“i could say the same to you. you’ve been doing so much lately, i’m surprised you’re still standing.”

you sighed, staring at his words. he wasn’t wrong. you’d been pushing yourself hard, trying to keep up with the demands of hero work, trying to be the best you could be. but it felt like no matter how hard you tried, there was always something more to do, something you weren’t quite good enough at.

“i guess we’re both pretty bad at this whole ‘taking care of ourselves’ thing,” you replied, a wry smile tugging at your lips.

another buzz.

“yeah, i guess we are. hey, do you want to come over? i mean, only if you want to. i just thought, you know, it might help. sometimes talking helps. or not. i mean–”

you laughed softly, imagining his flustered expression as he typed. it was so very midoriya. your heart warmed at his concern, and without really thinking about it, you found yourself typing back.

“yeah, i’d like that.”

his response was almost immediate.

“okay! do you want me to come right now?”

you hesitated for a moment, glancing around your darkened bedroom. part of you wanted to say no, to tell him to stay home and get some rest. but the thought of seeing him, of hearing his voice in person, was too tempting to resist.

“sure. i’ll leave the door unlocked.”

“be there in five.”

true to his word, it wasn’t long before you heard the soft creak of your front door unlocking then opening. you didn’t need to check to know it was him. izuku always moved quietly. a moment later, there was a light knock on your bedroom door.

“come in,” you called softly, sitting up as the door opened.

izuku stepped inside, his hair a wild mess, his eyes tired but alert. he was still in his hero uniform, though he’d stripped off most of the armor and gloves, leaving just the green jumpsuit and his signature red boots.

“hey,” he said, his voice low, almost hesitant. “you okay?”

you nodded, offering him a small smile. “yeah, i’m okay. just…you know.”

he nodded, his eyes softening with understanding. “yeah, i know.”

he crossed the room and sat on the edge of your bed, his hands resting awkwardly in his lap. for a moment, neither of you spoke, the silence stretching out between you. but it wasn’t uncomfortable. it was the kind of silence that felt natural, like the two of you could just exist in the same space without needing to fill it with words.

“do you want to talk about it?” he asked quietly, his gaze meeting yours.

you shrugged, pulling your knees up to your chest. “i don’t know. it’s just…everything, i guess. there’s so much to do all the time, and i feel like i’m always running behind, like i can’t catch up. and then i lie here at night, and my brain just won’t shut up. it’s like i can’t turn it off, and i’m just…so tired.”

izuku nodded, his expression serious. “i get that. i really do. it’s like…like there’s this pressure, all the time. to be the best, to do everything right, to never mess up. and it’s exhausting.”

“exactly,” you said, feeling a strange relief wash over you. it was comforting to know that he understood that you weren’t alone in feeling this way.

he hesitated, then reached out, his hand hovering hesitantly before gently resting on your knee. “it’s okay to feel like that, you know. it’s okay to take a break, to not be perfect all the time.”

you looked at him, his face soft, his eyes full of a quiet intensity that made your heart ache. he was always like this. so kind, so understanding, even when he was struggling himself. it was one of the things you admired most about him, his ability to be there for others even when he was carrying so much on his own shoulders.

“thanks, izuku,” you said softly, your voice thick with emotion. “i just…i don’t know what to do sometimes. it feels like i’m just…failing.”

his grip on your knee tightened slightly, his eyes fierce. “you’re not failing. you’re doing your best, and that’s all anyone can ask. you’re an amazing hero, and you’re always pushing yourself so hard. it’s okay to feel tired. it’s okay to need help.”

you swallowed hard, his words sinking into you like a balm on a wound you hadn’t realized was there. “i just…i don’t want to let anyone down. i don’t want to let you down.”

his eyes softened, and he shifted closer, his presence warm and reassuring. “you could never let me down. never.”

something inside you cracked at his words, and before you knew it, you were crying, the tears spilling down your cheeks as all the stress and exhaustion you’d been holding in finally found an outlet. izuku’s eyes widened in alarm, and then he was moving, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

“hey, hey, it’s okay,” he murmured, his voice gentle and soothing. “it’s okay. i’m here. i’ve got you.”

you buried your face in his shoulder, clinging to him as the sobs wracked your body. he held you tightly, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your back, his voice a constant, reassuring murmur in your ear.

“i’m here. you’re okay. just let it out.”

you didn’t know how long you cried, but izuku didn’t let go, didn’t pull away. he just held you, his presence solid and unwavering, grounding you in a way you hadn’t realized you needed. slowly, the tears began to subside, your breathing evening out as the storm inside you calmed.

“sorry,” you mumbled, your voice muffled against his shoulder. “i didn’t mean to–”

“don’t apologize,” he said softly, his hand still rubbing your back. “you don’t ever have to apologize for feeling things. i’m glad you told me. i’m glad i can be here for you.”

you pulled back slightly, looking up at him. his face was so close, his green eyes bright in the dim light of your room. there was so much kindness in his gaze, so much warmth, that it made your heart ache.

“thank you, izuku,” you whispered, your voice trembling with sincerity. “really. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

he smiled, a small, soft smile that made your heart skip a beat. “you’d do just fine. you’re strong, stronger than you know.”

you shook your head, a wry smile tugging at your lips. “i don’t feel very strong right now.”

“that’s okay,” he said gently. “you don’t have to be strong all the time. it’s okay to lean on others sometimes. that’s what friends are for, right?”

“right,” you agreed, feeling a warmth spread through you at his words. “thank you. for being here.”

“always,” he said softly, his eyes never leaving yours. “i’ll always be here for you.”

there was something in his gaze, something intense and unspoken. for a moment, you wondered if he felt the same way you did, if he cared about you as more than just a friend. you pushed the thought away, not wanting to complicate things, not wanting to read too much into it.

you took a deep breath, feeling lighter, more at ease than you had in days. “i think i might actually be able to sleep now,” you said, a small smile playing on your lips.

izuku’s face lit up with relief. “really? that’s great! do you, um, want me to stay? i mean, just until you fall asleep, if that would help.”

you hesitated, but then nodded, feeling oddly shy. “yeah. that would be nice.”

he smiled, kicking off his shoes before shifting so he was sitting up against the headboard, patting the space beside him. “come here.”

you settled next to him, your head resting on his shoulder. he was warm and solid, his presence comforting in a way you hadn’t realized you needed. he wrapped an arm around you, holding you close, and you felt yourself relax, the tension draining from your body.

“close your eyes,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “just breathe. i’ll be here when you wake up.”

you did as he said, letting your eyes drift shut. his steady breathing, the warmth of his body next to yours, the gentle rhythm of his hand stroking your hair. it all combined to create a sense of safety and peace that you hadn’t felt in a long time.

slowly, the world around you began to fade, the weight of exhaustion pulling you under. the last thing you felt before you drifted off was izuku’s hand, still gently stroking your hair, and his voice, whispering softly in your ear.

“sweet dreams.”

and for the first time in what felt like forever, you slept, your heart full and your mind at peace, knowing that no matter what, 

you weren’t alone.

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"Bakugo, leave him alone already!"

"And what are ya gonna do if I don't?"

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[jhopezwrld]

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

IZUKU MIDORIYA

nothing yet...

KATSUKI BAKUGO

(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?

SHOTO TODOROKI

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EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?

DENKI KAMINARI

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TENYA IIDA

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OCHACO URARAKA

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SHOTA AIZAWA

(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?

[burquillos]

POV Izuku still has a lot of unaddressed, pent-up emotions after the war and he catches you being a Kacchan hater on main

[jackkilmerlvr]

imagine leg locking a fucked out izuku

his hips hitting against yours in a disgraceful rhythm as your pussy pours out juices on his thick cock. his head laying between your shoulder and neck, harsh breaths hitting your skin as his hands hold your waist down.

held back whines sound in your ear before his hoarse voice tells you he’s close to cumming. your hands raise up to his messy green hair before you wrap your legs around his thin waist. “cum in me baby, cum in my pussy.” you moan as you suck his already covered neck, pushing him right to the edge.

[mirkoluvs]

★ MISSING A DATE BECAUSE OF AN INJURY WITH MHA CHARACTERS

characters: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, denki

note(s): THANK YOU GUYS FOR 1K WTFFFFF 😭😭💞💞💞 also im bringing back the smaus so drop your requests!!!

© mirkoluvs. please do not copy, modify, or repost on other platforms. thank you !!

[celesteleoves]

hello! could you please do an izuku fluff one shot where he loves to sleep with reader in her dorm? i use she/her pronouns but gender neutral would be fine aswell if you’d prefer💓

“I LOOK BETTER IN THE DARK.”

IZUKU MIDORIYA x fem!reader.

summary: what the request said!

warnings: reader and izuku have known each other since middle school, izuku being traumatized 😔, set before the second war!fluff otherwise i believe! kinda angsty for a minute.

a/n: guys… i miss him. he’s so sweet pls don’t hurt him anymore horikoshi. also ily anon ty for requesting this omg. pls send more 🤍

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it wasn’t uncommon for your boyfriend to randomly show up at your dorm. normally, he would arrive approximately ten minutes after texting you that he was going to try to take a nap.

but, you knew your boyfriend and you knew he would arrive with his hair tussled and eyes wide and disappointed – from not being able to sleep on his own. you were used to izuku knocking on your dorm room at random hours, you’ve even grown accustomed to this routine.

currently, you’re sat by your door. playing with your matching all might keychain that izuku got you for your birthday when you were young.

knock, smack! knock.

you smiled at the noise, you made that knocking pattern up after one time while trying to knock on your door barely awake, izuku fell asleep and smacked his head off of your door then clumsily tried to knock to cover up the embarrassment he felt in that moment.

you stood up, rushing to your door. a soft smile already on your face.

“hi. i-” izuku tried to defend himself, yet again, he forgets that you are used to this.

“you couldn’t sleep, i know.” you softly nodded and motioned for him to come in.

he smiled crookedly as he rubbed the back of his head, trudging toward your bed and flopping on it.

it was late, around 9 pm, the moonlight replacing the suns glare.

you stood by the door for a minute, admiring your boyfriend.

he laid with one of his hands behind his head lazily, the other hand playing with your all might keychain. he looked so cute. his lips were turned upwards at the sight of the keychain.

the moonlight made his freckles pop, his dark-green hair looking more abnormally fluffier than usual.

you moved towards your boyfriend, plopping down beside him and lifting the covers over you two.

for some reason, your boyfriend just looked so ethereal during calm moments like this. just you two. no fighting for your lives or breaking bones. just peacefulness.

“i think i look better in the dark.” izuku mumbled quietly as he noticed your staring, he turned to look at you. his expression was shy and you felt your heart swoon.

you quietly chucked, “you always look good, izu.” you softly whispered as he became flustered. the boy curled up against you as he moved to rest his head on your chest.

tuffs of hair tickled your chin, causing you to giggle slightly as you played with his shirt. he wore a shirt that you gifted him at the start of the year, to celebrate him getting into U.A. with you.

“what happened to napping in your own room today?” you teased, not noticing your boyfriend moving his hand so it was closer to yours.

“i had a nightmare.”

your teasing smile dropped, you should’ve known. izuku’s been having terrors constantly after the first war. it was miracle when you and your classmates had even convinced him to come back to U.A. and rest.

“sorry, they just don’t happen when i’m with you.” he said quietly after noticing your silence, his words slightly muffled into your chest as you kissed his head.

“i’m glad they don’t.” you looked down, noticing his hand beside yours, he has been awkwardly fiddling with the sheets this whole time. he was scared to hold your hand. he didn’t want to hurt you.

you softly sighed, interlocking your fingers with his. you knew he felt safe when people held his hands. izuku began drifting into a slumber, the feeling of you holding his hand comforting him.

“i love you.”

you looked down at him, expecting him to reply only to see his eyes shut, mouth opened slightly as he slept. you felt your own eyes close as you basked in the feeling of holding your lover.

izuku midoriya is one of the strongest people on earth right now but when he’s with you, he’s just your izuku. just a kid who deserves a break from society and a well rested sleep.

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a/n: my baby. THIS WAS A LITTLE OFF TRACK and very short, i’m sorry anon i got a little carried away 😔😔 i hope you enjoyed this! 🫶

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[m3gum1s]

your insta if you were dating…

izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki

— hi guys !! i finally crawled out of whatever cave i was rotting in and made this :3 i’m so glad bnha & haikyuu is getting popular again TT the fact that i had one more pic for each of them but forgot abt the 10 pic limit

izuku midoriya :

katsuki bakugo

shoto todoroki :

[ruewrote]

𝑖𝑧𝑢𝑘𝑢 𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑦𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡.

not alone

[tokeposts]

⁀➷ UNDER THE INFLUENCE

pairing. bakuguo, izuku, shinso x fem!reader

warnings. so many typos omg, cussing, hints of jealousy

genre. fluff, humor

note. imma be so fr i just wanted an excuse to write longing/nervous izuku he's so fucking cute

When one too many drinks leads to a (drunk) confession or two.

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[eggsdrawings]

movie trio 🍿🎬

[hatsunevita]

now that the league of villains is no longer a threat, i’m thinking that UA gives class 2A permission to go back to living at their places instead, but the whole class just refuses to leave the dorms cuz now they all have ptsd and separation anxiety

[uwtloml]

- mha boys find out you got in a fight

ft. izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, and eijiro kirishima

crack? i messed up on todorokis plz forgive me 🙏🙏

[kunazz]

THINKING ABOUT…. how tiny they look even when they’re riding you, small waist being engulfed by both of your larger hands, tiny cock slapping against their stomach as the bounced on your lap, hole tightening around you in a vice like grip. they can’t stop, even after going at it for hours, their tiny body has so much stamina, and they love the way your thick cock stretches their red, swollen hole, splitting them apart until they’re a blabbering mess.

“f-fuck..so thick, I can’t- you’re breaking me-” they’d whine pathetically, their cocklet spurting out tiny beads of precum, body shaking and eyes squeezing shut as fat tears leaked out their pretty eyes.

they looked so pretty like this — broken and small.

Can be imagined with anyone you want, but was written with the characters below in mind.

Hinata Shoyo, Kenma Kozume, Scaramouche, Izuku Midoriya, Neito Monoma, Bachira Meguru, Isagi Yoichi, Light Yagami.