#izuku was very nice about sharing don’t worry

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Tbh I just wanted to draw the all might popsicle

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Izuku overhears your late night call with Katsuki.

800 Words~

Izuku shuffled in bed becoming conscious of his surroundings as he blinked heavily. His hotel bed was nowhere near as satisfactory as his one at home. Not that Izuku was one to complain- but he found it amusing that Japan’s top two heroes were placed in a shared mediocre hotel while out on a mission.

Shuffling around once more Izuku became aware of what had woken him at such a late hour. It must have been two or three in the morning, but his friend’s low voice surrounded the silent room. Trying not to make Katsuki aware, he peeped an eye open and was met with the sight of his friend on the phone. Even though he was across the room on his own queen-sized bed, Izuku could see the tension in the way Katsuki pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his hand over his face.

It didn’t take Izuku long to guess who Katsuki was talking to. It had to be you, there was no one else Izuku had seen Katsuki speak to with such softness. Not to mention how strict he was with his sleep schedule. No one else would be lucky enough to get away with calling Katsuki at this hour.

“You don’t need ta’ worry about me- you know that” Katsuki spoke quietly into the phone. “No- I’m not going to hang up… I’ll stay right here till you’re asleep, ok? So quite down… breath alright…”

Izuku fought the urge to interrupt and ask what was going on. It sounded like you must have been upset on the other line. Despite his helpful nature, he resisted the urge knowing Katsuki would only be infuriated by his interruption.

“It’s fine I’m-… I’m glad you called… I missed you too,” Katsuki spoke into the phone, causing Izuku to hold back an audible gasp. The words sounded so foreign coming from Katsuki. He always knew Katsuki had an affinity for you but- it felt so surreal to hear it with his own ears. It was such a sharp contrast to the Katsuki he was used to.

“I’m sorry I haven’t called or- reached out to you since we’ve been gone… I’m just- not good at this stuff you know…,” a low chuckle came from Katsuki at whatever you said next.

“It’s… nice to hear your voice again…I’ll come to see you when we’re back ok? … Yeah, yeah I promise brat. Now sleep for me alright? It’s late as hell and I can hear how exhausted you are… Good just drift off- and I’ll see you soon,” Katsuki said.

Izuku wasn’t sure if the conversation continued any longer because the next thing he knew his alarm was buzzing and waking him up for their mission.

He and Katsuki both sleepily stalked around the room getting ready. Against his better judgment, Izuku had to ask.

“Hey… last night… were they ok?” Izuku asked.

“HAH?! You listened to my phone call?!” Katsuki yelled; the annoyance clear on his face.

“Sorry-,” Izuku stuttered. “It’s not like I had a choice though. This room they gave us isn’t very big!”

“Yeah, cheap asses- whatever… they are fine don’t ask me about it again,” Katsuki spoke sternly.

“Ok Kacchan,” Izuku spoke respecting his friend's privacy as he continued to get ready, but to Izuku's surprise Katsuki called back out to him.

“Hey-…” Katsuki exclaimed, keeping his gaze away from Izuku.

“Yeah?” Izuku answered back.

“… What…,” Katsuki groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. “What the hell do I say to them? I… I don’t know how to do this crap.” He spoke. Katsuki knew he wasn’t good at showing affection. He hadn’t even reached out to you in the week that they had been gone- which caused you to call him in panic. He hated that he did that to you but- these things just didn’t come easy to him like they did to Izuku.

“Well- I think that depends. What do you want them to know?” Izuku asked, treading carefully with his friend.

“I don’t fucking know… I just want the brat to take care of themselves…” Katsuki said frustrated.

“That doesn’t sound like such a bad thing to say: Take care of yourself.” Izuku answered.

“Fine…” Katsuki huffed and typed a quick message on his phone before tossing it aside. “Let’s fucking get this mission over with- wanna go home.”

Izuku nodded in agreement.

The next morning you woke up to a text from Katsuki.

Take care of yourself, idiot.

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Part 3 - Chapter 18 - I-Island: Troubled Waters

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I AM HERE! WITH A NEW CHAPTER! Gotcha some nice fluff to make up for all the angst last update. I hope you like it! :D

Warning for teasing starting at ["Time to wake up, listener...] through [The Quirkless teen nodded...]. Also at [In retrospect...] to ["Alright, alright...].

If you're sensitive to intimacy that is more than holding hands, read with caution from [Noting the different sides...] to [The brainwasher lumbered out of bed...]. Just in case. ;)

Linktree to all the things!    

End notes for the chapter are under the line.

If you skipped the warned of parts...they almost kissed. Kekekeke. Also Present Mic took pictures of a pair of adorable love birds sleeping while leaning on each other on a plane. Twice. Don't worry, he'll share them. ;)

The kiss was so close! I'm sure y'all hate me for teasing the first kiss. :P But we're making progress! I have a very specific moment for when they do actually kiss which I'm super excited to share when we get to it. Hopefully all the sleepy boy snuggling is enough of a peace offering. I just want them to be happy and comfortable together.

If anything, you can blame Hitoshi. Shouto isn't happy really but they at least metaphorically kissed and made up. ;) No bad blood amongst the Freakateers.

Izuku being retrospective over breakfast. He really has had a tough life so far and it's only going to get harder. Sorry, green bean! I love you but the angst is too entertaining and fun to explore. Still working on figuring out when it would be best to drop the Endeavor bomb among everything else. But at least we've got some stepping stones.

Fun Facts About Japan:

This one is more connected to the restaurant I have them eating at in this chapter. I’m basically having them going to Japan’s version of Denny’s. Yes, they do have Denny's in Japan. :P However, much like how McDonald's over there have Japan only menu items, Japan Denny's has its own differences. You can explore their website here to see the menu and whatnot.

Lots of hamburgs or hamburg steaks ( ハンバーグ , ハンバーグステーキ ) which is what they call salisbury steaks in Japan. Very confusing the first time I came upon the term at my second school. I automatically started correcting them to hamburger but the students and teacher were all 'what are you doing? that's what it's called here.' I was all 'wah? that's not the word we use in English,' which they were very surprised to hear. XD Literally a 'wait, you don't?' 'nope!' situation. Let's just say we were all confused and experienced culture shock, but we learned something at least!

Anyway, they serve a lot of Japanese style/influenced dishes which isn't that surprising. If anything, the biggest difference is that they don't serve breakfast all day. Breakfast is strictly in the morning and there's only a half hour overlap before they switch over to lunch/dinner. Which to me kind of sucks because the fun part of places like Denny's and IHOP is that you can get breakfast at any time. Come on, Japan, you are missing out on the magic of all day breakfast!

Alright, that's it for this one. I hope you enjoyed the fluff because next chapter Izuku learns about Inko. I know I didn't have her attack reported on in the news but with Izuku's threat level that kind of information might be more sensitive. Plus they're still working on crime scene anyway. You'll see. Okie dokie, that's a wrap, folks. See ya!

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 Chapter 17

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📛Trigger warnings: Sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, romanticized abuse, verbal abuse,  degradation, Narcissistic family, mental illness/instability, delusional thinking, drug use leading to inevitable abuse, hallucinations, gas lighting, fractured psyche, co-dependency, enabling 

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I didn’t edit this chapter as throughly as I normally do, so please forgive any mistakes!

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Ever since the bank heist you’d been on medical leave from your internship with Mirko.

“I want you to feel better, so don’t worry about hurrying back here, I’m very proud of what you did my little student shadow” she’d told you when you had finally felt up to calling her. That was a relief at least, and during this time off you really started thinking about your future. Two more months left of your time as a student had caused a wave of anxiety to crash down on the entirety of your class, everyone was nervous about being thrown out into the real world.

At least you had the support of your new family; You credit Katsuki and his parents for a lot of things, certainly the fact that you were still moving forward and hadn’t given up on living-That was the most important thing. Speaking of Katsuki, he’d been acting weird recently….It wasn’t like the blonde hot head to share in any type of group anxiety, nor demonstrate anything other than bold over confidence (Unless he was balls deep inside you of course). You couldn’t pin point anything to blame for his current behavior either.  The only exciting or noteworthy event that stood out was the jewelry store robbery he’d apparently thwarted, which was kind of on accident. Apparently, Katsuki had just so happened to land on the sidewalk to readjust his gauntlet right as some villan was high tailing it out of the business directly infront of where your lover was standing. The owner was eternally grateful to get his items back and thanked Katsuki profusely, according to Izuku, it was all very sweet.

Deciding he’d tell you when he felt like it, you stopped thinking about it. One thing that definitely seemed to get under your boyfriend’s skin was the sudden increased contact you were having with his mother. You’d both gotten and earful from Mitsuki when she’d heard about what happened to you. It took over an hour to reassure her that you weren’t permanently brain damaged or suffering any other lasting side effects. After that she was able to praise you for your bravery, and even say a few nice things to Katsuki about how well he cared for you during and after the battle. Recently you’d began to talk to Mitsuki at least once every day, especially during the week she’d barred you from coming to the design studio.

“You still need to rest sweetheart, it’s just for the week I promise” she’d told you during your daily phone call.

That week had been absolute hell; You had been so bored, all you’d been able to do was attend classes and weren’t able to participate in any sort of physical activities whatsoever. It was weird being at the dorms while everyone else was out at their internships too. Since you were taking time off from your own, once that first week was up you were down at the Bakugou’s studio as often as you could be.

You’d been there so much you knew every single one of their employees names and developed friendships with them. The most exciting thing was when you finally finished your portion of the collaboration that you and Mitsuki had been working on together.

“So that’s it?! These are going to be available in a store somewhere soon?!” You’d asked, obviously extremely excited at the idea.

“You still have to do the promotional shots for the ad campaign and then we’ll be officially finished, but that’s enough for today, I don’t want you over exerting yourself any more than you already have” she speaks with authority but at the same time keeps that sugary softness in her tone. Ever since the meeting with Y/M/N It’s becoming even easier for the always unfiltered woman to access that motherly side of herself that had been locked away for so long. You had technically been handed over to her as soon as that woman walked out the door…Just yesterday she’d received a Manila envelope with all of your important documents in it. If that isn’t a sign you’d been given up then what else could be? She has yet to break the news to you though, you’d been through quite a bit of trauma in the last six months as it is.Plus, she wants you to remain in a happy mood for the big surprise that was soon to come. 

It was around 5 o’clock one evening that Katsuki came strolling In unannounced to see his parents.

“I need to talk to you guys about something important…” he’d said nervously, a faint blush staining his cheeks. Once it was just the three of them in the studio, everyone else having gone home for the day, and you were back at the dorms “grounded”.

“Everything okay son?” Masaru asks, concern evident on his face and in the soft way he posed the question. “C’mon and spit it out already brat! We don’t have all night” exclaims Mitsuki, hiding her slight fear under the guise of annoyance.

Closing his eyes, Katsuki takes a deep breath in, and then after letting it out, he reopens his eyes.

Staring directly at both parents he begins “Before I say anything I want both of you to promise me that you will hear me out entirely and only then will you say whatever you think about the whole thing, deal?��. Of course his father is first to agree, his mother crosses her arms and narrows her eyes before finally giving a nod of agreement.

“I know people will talk shit and disagree with my decision but I’ve come to realize that tomorrow isn’t promised to anybody, and most definitely not someone In my line of work…So I want to make the best out of the days I have left….I’m going to ask y/n to marry me, and I’d like both of your advice and to help me do it properly” he looks back and forth between both of his silent parents.

Katsuki couldn’t help the sudden and harsh flinch that came from his mother popping up out of her chair to envelop him in a hug. While the two of them were busy with the awkward affectionate exchange Masaru was rooted to his seat. Luckily his wife had her back to him, and Katsuki was facing the wall, because he couldn’t have kept the shocked, quickly turned anxious look on his face. It seemed like a life time ago when the two of you had sat out on the back porch talking, what was it he said to you back then? Oh right, it was what he didn’t say; “Please get yourself out of this relationship before you end up in the situation I’m in” or even explaining what undoubtedly would happen if you’d refused.

As time went on he promised himself that he would have that talk with you. Then that one evening when you’d talked about what happened with your parents, and how they’d just left you alone…Seeing such a young, sweet girl so broken and sad, well it crumbled his already weak resolve. How could he possibly bring himself to be the one that ruins your first time thinking you could have a real family….Thinking that things could be different for you. Now his time was nearly up, couldn’t Masaru take a stand for once since he’d started married life?

“Dad?”

“Honey, what’s wrong?”

Identical red eyes stare at the bespectacled man, effectively pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Nothing! I’m just…so happy you found someone you love that much son” he wipes a tear from the corner of his eye. 

I guess not.

After dropping you back off at UA Mitsuki and Masaru head across town to meet up with Katsuki.

Their son is standing outside of a small jewelry store as the two of them approach him. As soon as the three of them enter the store they’re greeted by a very cheerful old man, who treats them to the story of what a wonderful hero Katsuki is and how he stopped the thief that had robbed his store.

“-Id told him if there was ever anything I could do to repay his kindness to not hesitate in contacting me, so when he called me to ask for help in procuring a ring for his girlfriend I was more than happy to oblige!”. Mitsuki ruffles Katsuki’s hair with a proud grin on her face, “That’s my boy, the greatest up and coming hero there is!”. Katsuki huffs and takes a step towards one of the long glass cases throughout the room.

“Let me know when you find something you like!” calls the shopkeeper as he busies himself with shining some new jewelry behind the counter.

With a parent on either side of him Katsuki beings the arduous task of selecting a ring for you.

“What about that one son?”

“No”

“That one in the back is pretty, how-“

“Nope, too gawdy”

This goes on for over an hour; Katsuki repeatedly shoots down each suggestion his mom and dad offer. Only when they reach the final case of rings in the room does he spot something.

“That one right there in the back corner, that’s the one!” The explosive blonde exclaims, he’s positive this is the right choice.

The old man hobbled over to open the case, removing the ring and placing it in the younger man’s hand, “That one actually comes in a set”.  He pulls a necklace with a few rubies adorning the white gold chain, “This will certainly match the charm you had me engrave earlier Ground Zero, shall I fasten it on?”.

“Yes, I’d like to see what it looks like” Katsuki says, eyes still on the ring in his palm.

“That’s really beautiful Katsuki, I’m sure y/n is going to adore it” Masaru says, placing a hand on his shoulder. “It will match her eyes nicely” Mitsuki adds, taking the ring from the boy’s open palm and looking it over for a minute “Nice choice brat”.

Katsuki hands his card over to the clerk who immediately informs him that rather than paying five thousand dollars for the set, he’s only charging him $200, also throwing in an unlimited warranty for any repairs or loss of gemstones, and free cleaning.

After packing up the purchases and placing them in a bag, the old man hands it over, thanking the young man for helping him once again and wishing him luck “I’m sure she’ll say yes!”.

For some reason you couldn’t stand being inside this evening.

After getting dropped off you went up to your room to change clothes and decided to head out for a walk.

Your feet carried you to the coffee shop near the school, where you got something to drink and decided to head back towards the dorms, wanting to be close by when Katsuki got back. Imagine your surprise when you run into Midoryia and Todoroki as you reached the gates leading into campus.

“Hello y/n-Chan!” The green haired boy greets you with his usual cheerful smile and wave.

“Good evening” you reply with a little wave of your own, immediately giggling at the strange sounding phrase coming from you “Just you two? Where’s Suki?”.

“Ah Kaachan said “I have some shit to do” as we left the agency, and took off In the opposite direction” Izuku informs you “Naturally when I tried to ask what, he told me to…well I’m sure you know what he said”.

“Oh okay, thank you for telling me! See you guys later” you say, walking through the gates but heading opposite of the dorms.

What could he be doing? Why didn’t he tell me he would be back late?

“Hey, where are you headed off to?” The sudden question startled you out of your thoughts and you realize that Shoto had fallen into step beside you. “Oh umm I just haven’t felt like being indoors tonight, so I’m just taking a walk around campus…” you reply, nervously gripping the cup in your hand as you look around. If Katsuki comes back and sees you walking around with Shoto…you internally cringe at the accusations that are sure to come. “Is there something you need? I kinda wanted this time to myself” you try to keep the fear and frustration out of your voice as the two of you turn a corner around one of the many school buildings.

Now that you had some cover from prying eyes you let out a sigh of relief, and decide to stop walking.

Now standing infront of you the peppermint haired boy meets your expectant gaze and he begins;

“I wanted to speak to you that same night you were in the infirmary but Bakugou wouldn’t allow it, and he’s kind of made it a point to keep me away from you ever since…Are you doing alright?”.

You bite your lip, shift your weight from one foot to the other, you’ve always hated being asked that question. “I was awake when you came to see me in the infirmary that night…I heard the two of you arguing outside the door” you have to force yourself to look the stoic young man in the face “You said that Katsuki and I had trouble in the past right? Did I tell you that? Because to be honest I can’t remember a time where I wasn’t happy with him”.

You see the suprise shift to sympathy in dual colored eyes.

Shoto has seen this same behavior in his own mother before, when people go through something traumatic sometimes they force themselves into forgetting those events as a means to survival.

He doesn’t want you to end up like that, doesn’t want to see you broken down by Bakugou, the way his mother was broken down by his father. “Maybe I misunderstood then, but just know that if it ever gets to be too much…that you can come to me, alright? We haven’t been as close lately but we were still good friends at one time, right?” He wanted to say more, wanted to shake you by the shoulders and tell you to wake up!

“Yeah we were, we still are! It’s just that…I’ve hurt Katsuki a lot, and he was there for me when my whole world was falling apart despite everything I put him through…So the least I can do is respect his wishes and not speak to you” you pause as you find yourself getting lost in his eyes, both of you saying nothing for a long moment.

“Just know that we’re still friends okay? Even if it doesn’t seem like it” you finish, stepping away and starting back towards the dorms.

“Yeah…just friends…” he breathes after you, forcing himself not to call out to you so he can take back the stupid things he’d said. It wasn’t like Shoto to be in other people’s business, hell he’d just said more to you than he usually does to anybody in a normal day. It was normal for him to want to save you, but it wasn’t some run of the mill villan off the street he’d be fighting.

It was his classmate, his friend.

No wonder Bakugou and his father got along so well, they were exactly the same in so many ways…

One of them being that they liked to break their women down until they became the ideal partner to meet their needs, to pump up their ego.

You were smart, eventually you would find the strength within yourself to get out….

“When that day comes, hopefully you’ll remember what I said”.

Katsuki slams the door to his mother’s SUV a little less harder than usual, before making his way through the gates that lead to the dorms. A chilly breeze had kicked up as he walked, once the front door of the building came into view he notices someone sitting outside on the larger steps. It takes him only a second to realize it’s you, you must have been waiting for him to come back. “The hell are you doing sitting out here?!” He calls out to you, immediately your head snaps up at the sound of his voice.

“I haven’t wanted to be inside, I needed some fresh air” you reply, getting to your feet as he nears the porch. “You aren’t even dressed properly, you’re going to end up getting sick” he chastised you before your arms wrap around him.

“I missed you…was wondering what you were doing…” you try to keep the accusatory tone from your voice, instead it comes out weak and small. Shit, he hadn’t thought of an excuse for where he’d been.

“C’mon let’s go inside, we’ll talk once we get upstairs” he says quickly, with a sigh you release him.

Following him inside and into the elevator.

“So you know how we get the next two weeks off?” Katsuki asks as he pulls his sweats and tank top out of his dresser. “Is it already next week? I haven’t been paying attention I guess” you respond from your spot on his bed, not bothering to look at him as you lay there. The shorts you have on are too short, giving him a nice view from the curve of your ass to your barely there underwear. “…Yeah well anyway, after class gets out on Friday we’re going to head home, cause the next morning we’re going on a trip-“ you interrupt him, immediately sitting up “We’re going out of town?! Where???!”.

“I was getting to that before you interrupted me dumbass” he snaps, tossing his clothes in the hamper and coming to sit beside you on the bed. “We aren’t just going out of town…we’re going out of the country” he pauses expecting another interruption, but this time your eyes just widen and you wait for him to continue “-To Milan, for fashion week”.

The squeal of excitement you let out has him wincing as he watches you fall back on the bed, kicking your legs. “What?! You have to be lying, you can’t be serious! You guys are taking me along?!”.

“Of course we’re taking you idiot, what else would you do? I definitely wouldn’t fuckin’ go if you weren’t coming along, I hate being dragged around to shit like this, it reminds me of being a little kid again” Katsuki scowls at the memory, but not for long as you suddenly throw your arms around him in a giant hug, “I’m so happy! It will be our first vacation together!”.

“The first of many” he can’t help but respond in such a sappy way, you were so excited now…you had no idea what was coming. As he listened to you ramble on about how excited you were, Katsuki couldn’t keep the sly smile off his face. Once you two returned from break, you’ll have a wedding to start planning, and soon you’ll be graduating. 

Just another step closer to locking you down and making you into his doting, obedient, little house wife.

Once you two were married no one could step in and interfere, no one could ruin this relationship, not even you.

As they say;

Till death do us part

A/N: We are finally getting through everything that has to happen before the real insanity can begin!

We’re almost there, I promise! So close I can taste the despair 😋 I wasn’t going to add in the vacation part because I thought it was over the top but fuck it! (It’s not going to be super detailed or anything) The least he can do is show us a good time and make us feel oh so special before he has us locked down and goes psycho, right?

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On the beach

Well, what can I say... I am not posting from a long time, I am very busy at the moment, but since you all have been nice and really patient with me, I decided to share with you this story. Actually this is a little secret and my treasure... my very first BNHA fanfic, about Midoriya and Toshinori.

(This is a platonic fanfic, just a student talking and playing with his master)

A/N: I wrote this story two years ago, while I was on Erasmus study experience... I was really far from my country and felt homesick... After seeing the first BNHA movie and while I was walking to my student dorm in the evening, I don’t know why, but I started writing. Writing about Midoriya taking a walk like me and meeting All Might, and it turned into an almost five pages fanfic. This story helped me a lot, it is very important to me and I hope that you will like it. English is not my first language so, if you find some mistakes, please tell me and I will correct!!

It was a quiet night, with a full moon lighting up a clear starry sky and the way to a boy, Midoriya Izuku.

Unfortunately he was not taking a walk to enjoy that night show, but to try to put his thoughts in order, still incredulous of what had happened a short time before: the unexpected encounter with Shigaraki Tomura.

"Why was he there?... Should I have stopped him?... I could have at least tried to hold him back until the Heroes arrived... Maybe... If I had been more careful... or stronger... If..."

After the "chat" with the Villain, Izuku had fallen into a state of crisis, amidst so many doubts, uncertainties and, although he tried not to show it, he got scared to death.

In Shigaraki he had perceived an aura similar to that of Stain, when he had faced him together with Iida and Todoroki. Although emitted by different people, they had in common that they had made him feel an overwhelming sensation and a great fear. He was stuck both times, he clearly felt the fear of being hung between life and death... as well as helplessness.

Perhaps that had been the worst feeling he had: knowing that he could not protect the people around him and his friends. Fortunately, Shigaraki was gone without doing any damage.

A couple of days after the accident, Midoriya felt like his head was about to explode with anxiety. Once he left his house he started walking, aimlessly, with only his doubts by his side.

Until a man on his bicycle rang at him, while passing.

As if awakened from a trance, Midoriya realized that he was at the beach where he had trained with All Might.

"Oh… damn. I'm a long way from home... Mom will be starting to worry." and he turned around.

"Better go back. But... but that..."

Moving across the street, his gaze was captured by a lone figure, sitting on the sand. It was the figure of a very thin man with tousled blond hair, whom he knew very well. Midoriya went down the stairs that led to the beach and walked towards him.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, the man turned around: "Young Midoriya. What are you doing here? It’s late... You should be home."

Midoriya stopped near All Might, who was in his normal form, and replied a little nervously: "Hi. I was... I was just taking a walk. I was tired of being at home... "

The master immediately noticed the hesitation: "You really took just two steps, huh... Judging by your dejected face, I bet it wasn't a pleasure walk..."

The boy stiffened immediately: "But-but no, I-I am okay! I just wanted to get some fresh air and-"

"Don't lie to me, young man. You haven't met my eyes even once, typical of when you tell a lie… Something troubles you, but you are trying to ignore it. Am I wrong?"

Izuku stood with his mouth open for a moment, hoping he would come up with some excuse, but he closed it after a few stammers and made a more than guilty face, rolling his eyes.

He really was an open book: "Just as I tought..."

"And what about you? What are you doing here at this time of night?" Midoriya retorted, trying to change the subject.

"I felt the need to stop here. The sound of the waves relaxes me, and for me this is a very important place, full of memories."

"Oh. I see. It’s the same for me too." Izuku said.

Toshinori clapped his hand on the ground: "Sit here, come on. Keep this old Hero company. "

Midoriya sat next to him, with his head resting on his knees, listening to the waves, some flying seagulls and the whispers of the wind.

"You know, young Midoriya, I'm very happy for the punch that you gave me at the exam."

Midoriya was stunned by the statement: "I am also very happy for how you teamed up with young Bakugou, your improvements in the mastery of One for All, and the cold blood you have shown against the Villains."

The boy remained silent, listening to his teacher, thinking back to those days.

"Time has flown by in a flash. Yesterday we were training here to prepare you for the entrance exam, and today we are celebrating your passing the final exam. You have become even braver and more confident. I can hardly recognize you, my boy."

"... It's not true that I've improved."

Midoriya closed his head in his arms: "During the exam... when I gave you that punch, I whispered 'please get out of the way, move All Might'. With Stain, I froze in fear because of his aura, and the same thing happened with Shigaraki as well. Also I keep thinking that I should have done something to stop him... but I was terrified... I'm really sorry!" and began to shake.

Toshinori sighed and, without taking his eyes off the sea, he punched his student on the head: "Instead of feeling sorry for things that are now in the past, you should be happy about your progress. I will surely remember that punch for the rest of my days."

"I’ll remember this one too..." replied Midoriya, massaging his head.

"You've definitely made progress, and you can improve even more. You must do it, if you want to be able to stop all the Villains you will come across. The one who really have to worry is me. One day I'll end up being reduced to a stick insect for good."

Midoriya let out a laugh, hiding behind his arms.

Toshinori heard him and smiled as well: "You don't have to keep tormenting yourself. Feeling fear is normal. It's what makes us humans and what drives us to act. Besides, I'm sure that the fear you felt was the same I always feel. Not for your life, but for the lives of others."

Midoriya made his eyes appear from under his knees, confirming the thought: "Even the bravest feel fear, but they are brave exactly because they accept it and face it. As we always tell you at school 'You must know your limits if you want to overcome them'. As for Shigaraki, I agree with what Tsukauchi told you. You did the right thing in trying to keep yourself calm and letting him go. If he had lost his mind or came up with some strange idea, he could have killed you or even worse..."

The terrible thought shot through Midoriya's mind like an arrow. Shigaraki's eyes had a terrible light that day, letting all his madness and lack of mercy shine through.

"Yes... you're right. We were really lucky..."

Suddenly, Toshinori gave the boy a couple of pats on the back and then moved on to rub the hand on his hair: "The important thing for us adults now, is keep our guard up and figure out what they're up to, so we can stop them for good, both Shigaraki and All for One. And you students, you just have to think about training. Sooner or later, you guys will be the ones who will have to deal with the fight against the Villains. On the other hand, regarding your final exam, as your master I consider a beautiful thing that you respect me so deeply. But remember that I'm also one of your limits, an obstacle you have to overcome, and it's far worse to have the regret of not giving it your all, than to brood over a couple of bruises."

Midoriya looked at Toshinori's smile and finally felt comforted, responding with a little smile himself. His Hero’s words and loving gestures had once again helped him through a time of great uncertainty.

"I hope you're feeling better now, because I don't want to see you whimper again or in this pitiful state anymore."

Midoriya felt himself being pulled to the side and Toshinori's arm wrapped around him, going under his right arm and squeezing his neck.

"Gwah! What are you doing?" his other hand began rubbing vigorously on his head, messing up his hair.

"Like I've always told you, 'Whenever you’re scared or nervous about a fight, just try deal with it by smiling' and your face seems anything but a smiling one" Toshinori said without letting go.

The boy let out some giggles, but after a few seconds, they turned into real laughter. Toshinori tightened his grip even more around Midoriya to lock him, and to allow his other hand to go on his side and tickle him.

Midoriya couldn't contain himself for even half a second: "Nononona-AHA! HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Oh-ho, but look. Your side is your weak spot too, huh young Midorya?" asked Toshinori in a joking tone.

"Hahaha! All Might, plehehehease hahahahaha! Let me gohohoho, it tihihihihickles!" begged Midoriya.

Unfortunately, the pleas were of no use as Toshinori's other hand also began to tickle him under his armpit. The poor boy continued to laugh and wiggle like crazy, until the tickling became such that he was seriously pushed to react in order to free himself.

Midoriya tried to block the master's arms, then counterattacked with his own weapons, poking him on his right side. Toshinori laughed at the touch and loosened his grip enough to allow Midoriya to slip away.

The young man rolled away as fast as a spinning top, then stopped at a safe distance. He let out some other giggles and then he tried to catch his breath, set up on the defensive like a scared kitty, ready to pounce in case of a new attack.

Toshinori couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha! Nice pose, young Midoriya. I should take a picture of it... So, are you feeling better now?"

"Uff... actually... I feel more tired than before. I wasn't expecting that at all."

"Huhu, at least this time you reacted without any qualms." he said pointing at his side: "And luckily, you also caught the one that makes me laugh when touched..."

Midoriya felt strange… relaxed but tensed at the same time. He felt the urge to keep holding up the game, and judging by his expression, the master seemed to be of the same opinion. Moreover, for the statement about his side, Toshinori had assumed a provocative tone, as if he wanted to push the boy to counterattack.

Midoriya decided to take a defiant tone as well: "Then I'll be more careful next time. Like you said, I'm getting better and I might... give you some troubles."

Toshinori widened his smile and thinned his eyes, wearing an ambiguous expression: "Oh-ho... look who started to get cocky huh, you little rascal…"

In the full knowledge that the master had taken the bait, Midoriya lowered himself and rested a hand on the sand to get more stability.

"Very well, young Hero. Let's see what can you do against this wounded old Villain. Come on, give me all you've got!" and invited him by spreading his arms wide. Midoriya rushed at him.

Toshinori prepared himself to receive the student, but the boy made a feint. By planting a hand on the ground as a pivot, Midoriya gained momentum with his legs to turn around, as he had seen Ashido do. He found himself on Toshinori's left side, and when the master turned to attack, the boy throw himself on his torso, landing both on the sand.

"Ohuff! Ahahahahaha! Neheheheat trihihihihick Midohohohorihihihiyahahaha!" the boy pinned the master to the ground with the weight of his body, avoiding the injured side and tickling the other one.

Midoriya had never thought that All Might was ticklish, but seeing how he was kicking, surely not just a little: "Hihihahaha! I'll mahahahake you pahahahahay for thihihihis, MidorihihiHAHAHAHA!" yelled Toshinori in laughter, trying to tickle the boy back.

"Hahaha! Remember thahahat it wahahahas you who challenged mehehehe!"

Despite being able to flip him over even in that state, Toshinori allowed the boy to torture him. After everything he had gone through, the young Midoriya needed to relax, to get all the bad thoughts out of his head and to play like all the kids of his age, and Toshinori was happy to help. But, it was better to show the boy a good time without him getting killed.

Toshinori began to feel that he was having a hard time breathing, due to the cough caused by his scar: "Cought-cought! Young Midoriya, s-stop! Cought-cought! Stop, please!"

Izuku looked at All Might, and as soon as he heard the louder coughing fits, he jumped up: "GWAAA! OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHSORRY! SorryAllMight!!! Ididn'tmeantohurtyouI'msorryI'msosorryI'msosorry!!!" shouted Midoriya, waving his arms like a madman, trying to pull out some tissues from his pocket.

The agitation, however, was such that he burst the packet.

Toshinori meanwhile had sat down to catch his breath: "Pfft-hahaha *cought-cought*  If your intent was to make me stop laughing, I'm afraid *cought-cought* you're on the wrong track." he said grabbing one of the tissues and wiping his mouth.

"I am truly dismayed! I shouldn't have been so rough and stopped earlier-"

"Easy, easy my boy. You don't have to apologize, we were just playing. You know my wound often throws tantrums." said Toshinori trying to calm poor Midoriya down: "I'm fine, in fact great. I really needed a good lecture, heheh. Thank you, my boy." and he reached out his hand to caress him.

"I almost made you choke and you thank me!?" Midoriya couldn't even meet All Might's gaze from how mortified he was.

Midoriya felt the hand stop and saw that All Might was staring at him questioningly.

He instinctively turned his eyes away, only to look back at him, as he often did with Kacchan. The boy repeated the move a couple of times, finally it was the master who lowered his head and shook it: "I think I have no other choice... this calls for strong-arm tactics."

"Huh!? What the-Gwaaaa!" cried Midoriya.

It all happened in an instant: Toshinori pushed the boy's head forward and with the other under his chest, made him do a flip in mid-air and tipping him with his back on the sand. Midoriya stood in disbelief for a second, and it was a fatal mistake, as Toshinori locked both his hands above his head and started tickling again his sides.

"Ghiahahaha! Nahahahaohoho! Hahaha-help!" shouted Midoriya, completely helpless.

"You really are the Prince of Nonsense! Choked?! I'm in perfect shape, see! And what was that expression anyway? Didn't I tell you that I don't want to see you dejected anymore!"

Midoriya, still somewhat guilt-ridden and embarrassed by the situation, tried in vain to hold back his laughter but, the master's next move brought down all defenses.

"Remember, Villains are very rancorous, so prepare to receive my revenge!" and began tickling him all over his torso, letting all ten fingers dance from his armpits to his hips.

"NAHAHAHAHA!!! S-STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT PLEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Midoriya was weakened from the previous fight and being afraid of making the master spit blood again, he merely tried to block his hands, with little result.

"How are you doing, young Midoriya!? Are you feeling better?" asked Toshinori jokingly, without stopping the torture: "HAHAHA! I CAHAHAHAN'T BREHEHEHEAHAHAHATHE! PLEHEAHAHAHA NAHAHAHO! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!!!" the boy screamed through his tears when the master tickled him on his hips.

Midoriya had to admit, though, that he was really enjoying all of this. The fact that he was actually playing so carefree with All Might, filled his heart with happiness.

He felt a warm feeling... similar to what he felt when he was playing with his mother as a child....

At one point Midoriya managed to block Toshinori's hands. The master remained still for a while, allowing the boy to take a few breaths. Midoriya had a wide smile on his tear-stained face and Toshinori wore a villanoius smirk. Suddenly Toshinori began to wave his hands to free himself from the boy's grasp, and when he succeeded, he resumed attacking him straight under both his armpits.

Midoriya arched his back and burst into loud laughter, streaming tears down his red face. If it wasn't for his phone, he most likely would have died laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHALL MIHIHIHIGHT! THE PHAHAHAHA! THE PHONE! ST-STAHAHAHAHAP! YOU WIN! YOU WIHIHIHIHIN!"

Toshinori seemed to wake up from a dream, and when he realized the state he had reduced the boy to, he immediately released him, almost shocked: "Oh geez! S-sorry, young Midoriya. I got carried away… I think this time it was me the one who almost choked you."

Midoriya, as red as a tomato, giggled amidst tears, out of breath, and when he tried to pick up his phone from his pants, he was so weak that the mere act of holding it was difficult for him: "It's my mother *anf-anf*..."

"Do you want me to answer her while you catch your breath? I'll tell her you came jogging with me, so we can explain the breathlessness." Midoriya nodded at the proposal and handed him his phone.

"Hello? Mrs. Midoriya, good evening! This is All Might... No! No no, don’t you worry, your son is fine. While I was running down the street I met him and he joined me in jogging. Now he's trying to catch his breath, that's why I answered... don't worry, the rookie is not bothering me at all, in fact I'm guarding him and toughening him up a bit, considering his weak physique... ah yes, he's very fatigued right n-uhrg!"

Not taking the comment very well, Midoriya started poking again at the master’s healthy side, preventing him from finishing his sentence.

"Hihihi! Wha-no! Excuse me ma'am, I just got a cramp in my leg..." and in response, Toshinori clawed his free hand and started squeezing Midoriya’s hips, causing the boy to laugh and kick again.

Fortunately it ended almost immediately, blocked by both of Midoriya's hands.

"There, that's better now! Yes, the one laughing is your son, from my pose to make the cramp go away. Anyway ma'am it's all my fault, I dragged him away with me, sorry... Yes, I'll bring him back to you right away, sorry again. I'll pass him to you now, see you soon."

Staying lying on the sand, and after catching at least a little bit of his breath, Midoriya answered: "Mom...yes, yes I'm fine...*anf-anf*. I met All Might while I was walking, he asked me if I wanted to accompany him… *pant*… and of course I went, hehe… I'm just a little out of breath… it's nothing, *pant-pant*… we're at the beach… yes, now I'm coming back home. Sorry mom, see you later."

The two looked into each other's eyes and let out some laughter.

Midoriya lay there for a few more minutes: "... you know All Might, I'm almost more tired... than when I finish training at school, hehehe... Villains can be really cruel..."

Toshinori made a rather mortified face. He had certainly exaggerated, but it was also the first time that he happened to play like this with his pupil, and maybe he enjoyed it a little too much: "This time it's me who apologizes, my boy. But, it seemed to me that you were having fun, despite everything."

"Actually… yes, I really had fun. But I'm afraid I take more risks with you than against the League of Villains, hehe."

Toshinori chuckled: "Maybe. Come on, I'll take you home." and he helped him up from the ground, shaking off the sand too. Midoriya was finally looking at him with a nice smile on his face.

"Now you have an expression that I like, my boy. Keep that smile there, because if I catch you again with a long face, you know what awaits you." Toshinori said, looking at his pupil with wiggling fingers.

Midoriya giggled: "Next time we face each other seriously, I promise you I won't hesitate. Or at least I won't try to kill you, like you just did with me."

"You're going to throw it back at me all the time, right!? Oh well. But if you want to be able to do me some serious damage, you have to train more. Starting immediately." and he started running.

"Hey! Wait up! It's not fair, I'm exhausted!" Midoriya protested, still panting.

"Don't talk nonsense! Consider this another limit to overcome. Come on, you are young and vigorous. You can't be beaten by this old man! Move! Always Plus Ultra!"

Midoriya surrendered at the master and joined him, but Toshinori quickened his pace. Midoriya caught up with him again, and when Toshinori repeated the move, he understood and pushed hard, challenging his master.

Toshinori followed, continuing to run and laugh with his pupil.

[little-fairy-forest]

Can I just ask for big brother deku with his baby sibling? For the fic thing? I don’t want anyone to not be included

🍀 hey sunshine! Thank you for taking the time to help me find my posts 😅 here's my thank you!

Being Midoriya's baby sibling

Midoriya x platonic! reader, fluff,

Izuku was quite happy being an only child most of his life, happy to have his mom to himself to go do fun one-on-one adventures together

But sometimes he wanted someone to play with after school, Bakugou wasn't always avaliable when they were younger to always be playing so he felt lonely at times

When Inko settled down with her partner of a few years they decided it was time to expand on their mini family– Izuku was on board with the idea of a sibling

When he was 15 Inko introduced you into the world, to say Izuku cried so hard after holding you for the first time was an understatement, to anyone else it would seem like he was unhappy to have a new sibling- especially with the 15 yr age gap

But Inko knew her son well to know all those tears soaking y/n's baby blanket were happy tears

Izuku was obsessed with you the moment they brought you home. Seriously he would try to do as much as possible to make Inko's recovery smoother

You need to be fed? Don't worry Izuku has the bottle made and ready to go! You need your diaper/nappy changed? He already has the changing mat out and ready to help, you can't go to sleep? Don't worry he found All Mights theme in a lullaby online to play for you

Izuku went looking for his old All Might baby grows and onesies, he definitely had a box full of different varieties of hero themed onseies to share

The day you leanred how to crawl was the day Izuku cried because this means your growing up– too fast for his liking

He captures everything, every small moment of your life he has stored away in a photo album ready to embarrass you when your older

Any chance he can to bring you up he will, oh you like a certain food? Well y/n likes it aswell, here's 100 picutres of them eating it

When he gets told he's moving into the dorms he got so upset! He can't see you everyday, he can't wake you up to play with you nor could he bring you out on walks to get some fresh air

Who will he re-watch All Might movies with?!

He demands asks nicely for Inko to share pictures of you to him each day. Izuku itches to get to his phone at breaks/lunchtime to check if any new photos of you have been sent to show his friends

His friends know everything about you, seriously it's a shame they can rarely see you with their hero training but Izuku makes time so you can visit at the dorms

The moment you start calling Bakugou "kaccan" is the moment your not allowed at the dorms anymore (bakugou will never admit but it was pretty cute)

Izuku loves when you copy things he does, the mumbling thing is especially cute when you still only babble

When you cry he's crying as well, only harder...when your milk teeth were coming in he almost had a fit because the baby toys advertised for soothing swollen gums CLEARLY isn't helping poor little y/n – the company should expect a very wordy email from Izuku about their false advertisement >:/

Thank you for reading

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[scariusaquarius]

just to try it.

Midoriya Izuku x Female! Reader

Synopsis: You thought that Midoriya had left for a mission, but it seems that you misheard him. Midoriya catches you smoking in the basement of your shared home, and things take a very interesting turn.

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A/n: I’m really struggling financially, so if any of you would like to leave a tip on my work, my cashapp is $LynnieMini. Thank you

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Genre: Erotica, Romance Rated: Explicit Warning: Erotica, Recreational Use of Marijuana, Drug Use, Swearing, Vanilla, Mirror Sex, Slight Humiliation, Slight Dirty Talk, 18+, Unprotected Sex

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Author: ScariusAquarius

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Warning: This work will feature the use of cannabis (marijuana). If you do not support the recreational use of marijuana, this work is not for you.

“Oh gosh, what is that god-awful smell?”

You froze when Midoriya Izuku walked down into the basement of your home, covering his nose before waving his arms in front of him.

“Is something on fire? (Y/n), are you okay?”

However, Midoriya stopped when he noticed you were in the middle of smoking a joint, your eyes bloodshot and wide as they looked at him. Smoke came barreling out of your nose as you coughed, and you panicked, trying to put all your stuff away.

“What…What are you doing, Midoriya?! I thought you were on a mission?!”

Midoriya blinked before he tilted his head at you, walking closer to you and covering his nose again.

“Um, no…that’s not until next week. I’m not judging you by any means, but…what are you doing?”

You looked down at your tray of grinded weed, and you almost looked ashamed as you stared down at the green.

“I come down here to smoke by myself whenever you leave. I don’t like smoking while you’re in the house…it’s disrespectful to me, you know? I just…I smoke to calm me down and relax me because of my anxiety…and because I get really worried about you.”

You shyly looked away from your roommate, and Midoriya’s eyebrows shot up.

“Wait, really? You…you worry about me so much that you have to turn to marijuana?”

“Well, I’ve been smoking for a long time, actually. Like I said: it’s the only thing that really helps me relax and sleep that isn’t chemically-made like Xanax and shit. I just…it worsens when you have to leave.”

You were fiddling with your fingers, looking shy, and it floored Midoriya to know that you worried about him so much like that. Though, a part of him felt incredibly bad. You then blurted out, waving your hands.

“But I promise it isn’t dangerous for me! I mean, smoking too much can be bad, but I promise I don’t smoke it that often. Just every once in a while!”

“I’m not judging you for it, I promise. I’ve done my own research on it before. I’m just surprised I never noticed the smell before…but now I understand what all the tarps and trashbags on the walls are for.”

Your face went hot and you looked down into your lap again. Before you could apologize, however, Midoriya’s voice piped up.

“Could I try it?”

Your head shot up and you asked him.

“Wait, what?”

Midoriya’s eyes were kind as he looked at you, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’ve never been brave enough to try it on my own…but you seem to really know what you’re doing. Can you introduce me to it? I just want to try it.”

Your heart was racing as you stared into the green eyes of the prohero in front of you, and you warned him cautiously.

“You’re going to cough really badly the first time you do this. You’re inhaling smoke, so it can be really uncomfortable the first time you try to inhale it. Do you …want me to maybe make it easier for you the first time? I don’t know if it’ll give you much of a feeling.”

Midoriya nodded to you, smiling kindly at you as he placed a hand on your knee.

“I trust you. I know you’re a good person and are an incredible prohero as well, so I don’t doubt that you’ll make this a nice experience.”

God, you just wanted to kiss those lips! Your breath was shaky and shy as you replied back, acutely aware of the warmth of his hand still on your knee.

“O-Okay, Midoriya…but if you start to feel anxious or panicked, let me know. Marijuana can sometimes cause paranoia and anxiety, so I’ll make sure to put a cap on how much you smoke if you start feeling bad.”

Midoriya nodded and watched as you relit the blunt that you had been smoking, and he watched with comical seriousness as you inhaled the smoke, kept sitting in your lungs for about five to ten seconds before releasing the smoke. Your shoulders immediately sagged in relaxation, and Midoriya noted it.

“Wow, you make it look pretty easy.”

You smiled at Midoriya as your mind began to slow, the anxiety gently leaving you, and you said to him as you began to load the bowl of a fancy all-might pipe you owned.

“I’ve been smoking since I was fourteen, actually. My brother was a dealer, and sometimes when he would have his own private smoke sessions, he would let me sit with him and just vibe. One day, he let me smoke, and that was when I started smoking.”

Midoriya nodded as he watched you, and his cheeks pinked as he realized his hand was still on your knee. Though, you weren’t complaining…should he keep it there? Should Midoriya move his hand? You sat back comfortably, legs crossing and causing his hand to drop onto your thigh, and he froze in shock. Oh god, what did he do? What should he do?

You waved a hand in front of his face, calling to him.

“Earth to Deku! Where did you go, dork?”

Midoriya jolted and apologized, his hand leaving your thigh to instead sit within his own lap.

“I’m so sorry! I spaced out there for a moment.”

“That’s alright. I packed the bowl and it’s ready for you. I’ll show you how to use it, okay? You put your mouth on here-“

And that’s where you lost him again. As you put your mouth on the tip of the pipe, Midoriya couldn’t help but imagine it to be his cock. Your lips must taste so good...and feel so good too! Gods, Midoriya really wanted to kiss you right now.

Ah, he had to get a hold of himself. It was so wrong to think about his own roommate like this…but Midoriya just couldn’t help himself. You were so kind and beautiful…funny, too…and you always were cheering him on and supporting him. It made Midoriya feel so…so good. He couldn’t deny that he’d thought about you whenever he would get a quick break. Midoriya just couldn’t get you off his mind at all!

You were in his dreams…in his heart…in the same home…and now you were looking at him again with those pretty eyes of yours and-oh, wait.

“Are you sure you wanna go through with this? You’re spacing out a lot.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. I’m just…trying to remember everything I read about marijuana and whatnot!”

You chuckled before poking his blushing cheek, pinching it slightly.

“You’re adorable. You don’t have to call it marijuana. You can call it Mary-Jane, weed, green, grass…some people even have funny words like ‘zaza’ and ‘juice’. Here, I’ll show you again.”

Midoriya flushed deeply, pants feeling a bit tighter than usual, and he swallowed thickly as he leaned in a bit.

‘She called me adorable! That’s…that’s good, right? Am I on the right track? Oh, her lips…her lips are so cute…she’s so cute!’

Once you were finished taking your hit, you handed him the pipe, and Midoriya bit his lips. He did want to try this…but was it right? Midoriya didn’t really have a problem with it. He truly had done his research, but would it be good for him to put this in his body?

Midoriya placed his mouth on the pipe, lighting it just as you had, and he inhaled sharply after a while. Taking in all the smoke in his lungs, Midoriya could feel the need to cough immediately, and he allowed the smoke to climb out of his mouth before coughing. You giggled and cheered him on, patting him on the back and placing the pipe down to hand him a cup of water.

“Good job, Izuku! That was great. Don’t feel bad about coughing, by the way. It’s completely normal to cough because it’s smoke and it’s going to irritate your throat. I still cough sometimes, so don’t let anybody you ever smoke with make fun of you.”

Once he calmed down, Midoriya took a mouthful of water and gulped it noisily. Clearing his throat, Midoriya admitted as the feeling of…slowing down began to hit him.

“I think you’re the only person that I’ll want to smoke with. You’re pretty when you smoke.”

Whoah, did he just say that? Midoriya blushed, and you were shy as you rubbed the back of your neck.

“Wow, nobody’s…ever said that before. That’s kind of you. You’re cute when you smoke too. My cute little stoner!”

You giggled as you pinched both of his cheeks, and Midoriya giggled back at you, turning his face away and grabbing at your hands.

“Hey, stop that!”

You slid into his lap as you continued to pinch at his cheeks, and you asked him.

“Want another hit? Go on. You can take as many as you like. I have all the bud to spare.”

Midoriya nodded but was surprised when you held the pipe for him, lighter ready. He glanced up at you before he became acutely aware of the warmth of your body against his, and Midoriya’s hands slid onto your hips, feeling almost shaky as he rested them right against the waistband of the booty shorts you were wearing.

Placing his mouth on the pipe, you lit it for him, and he took in a deep breath. Releasing the hole on the pipe, all of the smoke ran into his body, and Midoriya held his breath. You leaned in close, lips brushed against his slightly, and Midoriya’s face became red.

“Blow the smoke into my mouth. It’s called a shotgun.”

Midoriya shakily blew the smoke back into your mouth, and you inhaled it deeply before the both of you blew out the rest of the smoke within your lungs. Midoriya’s head was feeling fuzzy, but he was relaxed and feeling so good…and starting to get really horny. His cock was twitching within his shorts, and Midoriya bit his lip.

“Ah, (Y/n)…please don’t…move around too much.”

You blinked at him before you became aware of the hard-on pressing against your inner thigh, and you flushed deeply. Biting your lip, you wondered what you should do, and his fingers dug into the flesh of your hips slightly. Rolling your hips against him, Midoriya hissed, and you couldn’t help but giggle at him.

Placing the pipe and lighter down, you ran your fingers through his curls, Midoriya’s eyes closing slightly from the feeling of your hands running through his hair. You leaned in close, pressing your chest against his as you whispered in his ear.

“What’s the matter, baby? Did the weed make you get a stiffy?”

It was teasing, humiliating even, but Midoriya’s cock was completely hard and throbbing now, his hands staying dangerously still against your hips. Your hips rolled against him again, and you nibbled on his earlobe, whispering hotly in his ear as you gyrated against him.

“C’mon, hero, I won’t tell anybody.”

The music was strangely distant to him, your words swirling around in his mind, and Midoriya shakily whispered.

“I..I’m sorry…It’s not just the weed.”

You giggled at him again before pulling back, moving his hands and putting them on your breasts.

“Oh, you just think I’m hot all the time? I think you’re hot too. You know how many times I’ve thought about you fucking my face with that pretty cock of yours? I bet it’s really pretty. You should show me…if you want to. We don’t have to.”

You looked as though you were getting nervous again, and Midoriya leaned forward in desperation, kissing your lips feverishly. How could you just say something so filthy and then be so sweet and considerate the next? Gods, you really drove him crazy!

“I want to…I want to fuck you against this couch so badly…”

You both moaned into each other’s mouths as you both kissed and gyrated and touched each other. His hands were squeezing your breasts through the tanktop, your nipples poking through the fabric, and he pinched each one sharply. You gasped against him, and you whimpered.

“Ah, Izuku…!”

Midoriya sighed as he kissed your neck, teeth nibbling your skin and leaving red marks, and he shivered when your hand ran down his chest. Teasing the hem of his shirt, you begged him, tugging slightly.

“Take it off…please?”

How could Midoriya refuse such a sweet request? His shirt was off within a second, revealing his beautiful body to you, and you kissed at his chest sweetly. Leaving harsh love bites, Midoriya’s head fell back as you kissed and nipped his skin, leaving marks everywhere you went, and paying special attention to any scars you came across.

Slowly, your hand began to dip beneath the waistband of his shorts, and you cupped his hard cock through his boxers, making Midoriya hiss and grab your shoulders. Your lips were teasing at the corner of his mouth, pressing repeatedly against his cheek and jaw, and Midoriya’s fingers were quick to hook on your shorts and pull them down.

“Y…you didn’t wear any panties?”

“It’s easier going commando when you plan to touch yourself at the thought of your roommate.”

Holy Jesus. Midoriya’s head fell back, your teeth and lips attacking his throat, and he moaned, his hands running all over the globes of your ass.

“You touch yourself while thinking about me?”

His hips gyrated slightly when you squeezed him through his underwear, and you whispered.

“Every time I come down here, all I think about it this…having you high with me and beneath me…I bet your cock feels so good.”

Midoriya whimpered slightly, glancing down at you as you untucked his dick from his shorts and underwear, and you hummed in delight. Wrapping your hand around his swollen cock, Midoriya almost choked when you squeezed him at the base of his manhood hard. His cock immediately began to throb, and he let out a pant.

“Ah, fuck…”

His voice trailed off, and you giggled at him before slipping your shirt off. Your pretty breasts were on display, and Midoriya couldn’t resist the urge to lean forward and begin sucking on your nipples. You gasped and tugged on his hair, making him growl slightly, and his tongue swirled around the hardened nub of your nipple as his free hand smacked your ass and gripped your other breast.

Midoriya’s cock was between your legs, repeatedly running back and forth against your wet entrance as he sucked on your breasts and gyrated his hips. It was raw desire that flowed between you two: raw, unhinged desire that Midoriya was sure he wouldn’t have been able to tap into if it weren’t for the weed.

The head of his cock was swollen and red, precum dripping from the hard appendage, and you whispered to him, kissing his forehead and tugging on his hair.

“You’re so pretty, Izuku…your cock is pretty…you’re pretty…it’s almost unfair. I’m getting jealous.”

You teased, and Midoriya’s ears went red before he pulled off of your breasts with a ‘pop!’ and he kissed you deeply.

“Let me help you see how pretty you are then.”

Maneuvering you until you were sitting reverse cowgirl, you were staring into the body mirror you had on the other side of the room beside the TV, and your eyes dilated further with lust. Midoriya looked so pretty, brows furrowed and dick hanging hot and heavy between your legs. Midoriya had his strong arms wrapped around you, and he rest his chin on your shoulder as he gazed at you.

“You’re so pretty. Look at you…I’ve thought about you too, you know…when I’m on missions and I can’t sleep…I think of you.”

He was thrusting his cock, the shaft of his dick rubbing against your entrance, and you moved up slightly so his cock would catch on the entrance of your pussy. You both hissed from the feeling, and Midoriya watched his manhood as he slowly brought you down onto him, spearing you.

You sighed and shivered when his cock stretched you out, filling you up perfectly, and you both were breathing heavily in restraint. Midoriya’s teeth were biting your shoulder harshly, holding you tightly within his arms as he tried not to immediately start fucking you.

No, he wanted to savor this…to savor the look and feeling of you on his cock, and Midoriya’s green eyes were staring hotly at you as he watched you. You were biting your lip, staring down at where his cock had disappeared into your womanhood, and you squirmed slightly.

“Ah, Izuku…!”

Midoriya began to thrust, pushing his cock deep inside of you slowly and sensually, and he whispered to you.

“You feel so much better than I ever imagined. So tight around me…look at how much my cock stretches you.”

His cock was almost too big for you to handle, stretching you to your limit, and you whimpered to him, holding onto his arms tightly as Midoriya began to increase his rhythm.

“Ah, fuck…you fill me up so good, baby…I love the way you feel inside me…”

Midoriya sighed deeply, and you squirmed a little when he pressed you down as hard as he could and ground his hips against you. You shivered, walls throbbing around him, and you whimpered. Clearly, you really liked that. Midoriya made a mental note before he teased.

“I wonder…do you like it when I do this?”

One of his hands came down to your clit, teasing the sensitive nub as he repeated his earlier movement, and you gasped, head falling back.

“Oh, god.”

That was definitely a yes. Biting his lip, Midoriya grinned slightly as he watched your eyes close and mouth fall agape, hips squirming, and he looked back down to where his hand was.

“Please, Izuku, please fuck me. Don’t tease me…I need you. I want you so badly.”

Midoriya groaned gently, and he began to bounce you, keeping a firm grasp on your body as he controlled the pace. You were groaning and sighing softly, holding onto his arms tightly, and Midoriya grunted when he felt your nails dig into his arm. Over and over, he thrust his cock into you, watching your pretty cunt swallow him through the mirror.

It was erotic, hot, and Midoriya was quickly becoming addicted. Grunting, Midoriya moved until he was sitting on the edge of the couch, bouncing you more ferociously up and down on his cock, and you gasped.

“Ah, Izuku!”

“Mm, you sound so pretty when taking my cock. Look at you….you’re so pretty.”

You whimpered again, and your walls fluttered around him, the sensations of sex extremely heightened because of the weed. You were getting closer and closer to the edge, and you moaned loudly, warning.

“Ah, I’m gonna cum, Izuku!”

“Please? I wanna feel you cum all over me….let me feel you.”

Your nails dug into his arm again, head thrown back onto his shoulder, and Midoriya watched in delight as your toes curled, legs spasming as you came hard on him. You were squeezing him so deliciously, creaming all over his cock, and Midoriya’s face went red as he got closer to releasing.

“I’m gonna cum….I’m gonna cum, (Y/n)!”

You whimpered as you watched his cock fuck into you faster and harder until finally, Midoriya’s balls tightened and he came deep inside of you, cock pulsing visibly as he fucked his cum inside of you. Filling you up to the brim, Midoriya pulled his twitching cock from your cunt, and he watched with intense focus as his cum pulsed out of your abused pussy.

You were panting slightly, and Midoriya licked his lips before he gently tapped his still-hard cock against your entrance. You shivered, and you whimpered.

“Are you trying to go for another round? I can’t really move.”

“Don’t worry. I wasn’t lying when I said I was gonna fuck you against the couch. C’mere and let me lie you down.”

He lied you down, and you spread your legs for him, biting your lip as you grabbed the pipe. Midoriya chuckled, leaning down and kissing your clit, and you jolted.

“Ah, wait!”

His tongue slipped inside of you, making you gasp and squirm, and Midoriya held you down as he began to eat your pussy, not even seeming to care that he was eating his own cum as well.

It was the hottest thing you had ever experienced.

Taking a long hit from your pipe, you breathed out deeply before moaning and letting the pipe rest on the coffee table again. Threading your fingers through his hair, you tugged on it, making Midoriya growl and suck on your clit harshly. You whined at him, staring down at him as he worked.

“Ah, Izuku!”

“You know…I think I’m gonna sit here and spend the rest of the day eating your pretty pussy.”

[END]

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First Date

This is reupload from my old blog!

request by @therealpotatobish

TodoDeku x Fem! Reader

Date with Todoroki and Midoriya is, to put it mildly - chaos. Where do I start?

First we have Todoroki. Very handsome young man with two-tone hair and eyes. We all know that Shoto is not familiar with many things, his childhood was not very colorful and rosy, not at all.

He has not seen his parents take care of each other or behave like a couple, so he is not very familiar with how to treat a person he likes.

He didn’t even realize he liked Midoriya when he was still a student at U.A. It was good that there were his sister to explain to him what those feelings were.

We have already seen that he takes things seriously and does not understand jokes or metaphors, so it takes time to work with him.

Certainly his relationship with Izuku helped him a lot. He showed him what love, care and empathy are, but for him things are complicated again. He and Izuku will date a woman, a woman they have been in love with since their school years in the U.A. Shoto doesn’t know how to treat a woman and what they would like.

We also have the next one, namely Midoriya. Our broccoli boy has remained the same shy young man, despite his fame as the new No.1 hero, this part of him has not changed.

He would certainly do better than Todoroki, but his still shy nature worries him that he won’t be able to talk to you.

They are both worried about your reaction to everything. They have never heard that you like someone, nor have there been rumors that you are with someone, they didn’t even know if you like boys !? Nevertheless, you accepted their invitation to a date, at least they managed to make it clear that they were inviting you to a date, a DATE, and you were fine with that.

Now was the date where they would know if they had a chance with you, and here they were, sitting at the reserved table, waiting for you to come.

21:27p.m

Deku kept a close eye on his watch, looking at every minute. They had arrived about ten minutes ago and were sitting nervously at the table, well, Izuku was moving nervously, and Shoto was sitting meekly, staring at one dot, trying to keep his mind tidy and clear.

-“She will come, Midoriya, our dateis at 9:30p.m.” Todoroki exclaimed, grabbing his boyfriend’s hand under the table to reassure him.

-“Ah, I know, Shoto-san, but that doesn’t make me any less nervous.” the green-haired man replied, smiling at his partner. -“We have been waiting for a long time for the chance to invite her and the fact that she agreed and now we will have a date makes me feel surreal. It’s as if I’ve finally reached a goal that I thought was impossible. It’s very strange that happens, I still consider it unrealistic.”

The two-colored man looked at him with surprised heterochromic eyes. Despite their years together, the things they went through could not be compared to that. And the fact that Deku feels that way surprises him. He is also surprised that he was able to describe how he felt too.

It felt like he was 17 again in his 2nd year at U.A. When he shared his feelings to Midoriya. Confused, scared, excited. He never believed that he would fall in love or be able to be a partner, the love of someone else.

A small smile crept across his face. Todoroki leaned over to his partner, leaning his head on his shoulder. Their physique has changed and evolved over the years. Already in his mid-twenties, Deku had grown much taller than his school years. He was now towering over Shoto.

Midoriya smiled, leaning against Shoto, planting a kiss on his white and red hair.  The two parted, looking up at a door that could be heard opening and closing. 20:30, you arrived just in time.

You looked around the restaurant in confusion, looking for your table. Midoriya instinctively raised his hand, waving at you and shouting. -“(Y/n)-chan!” you looked up at them, a wide smile appeared on your face, bringing butterflies into the stomachs of both heroes.

-“Hey, Deku, Sho!” you replied, going to them.

Midoriya wanted to make a good impression by taking your jacket and pulling your chair backward to sit, but you came like a whirlwind, sitting hastily in the seat in front of them. Obviously there will be no good first impression.

-“Oh, I was in such a hurry so as not to be late.” you started, removing your jacket, leaving it on the back of the chair. - “I was nervous not to be late because there was a traffic jam on the road. After I managed to park it took me time to find the restaurant and…”

Deku waved his arms in front of him, trying to reassure you that you weren’t late, sharing his own worries about not being late. So you two became a muttering mess, and Todoroki rested his chin on his hand, happily watching the scene in front of him. Cute.

-“You are not late, you have nothing to worry about.” the two-colored man called out of nowhere, stopping you and Izuku.

-“It’s good to know.” you said calmly, leaving your hands on the table. -“Long time no see.”

-“Since our graduation in the U.A.” added the green-haired man, rubbing the back of his head.

-“What’s happen with you? I last heard you joined Selkie’s agency.” you nodded in agreement to Shoto.

-“Yes, my quirk would be very welcome in sea battles.”

-“Are you adapting fast?” Deku asked cheerfully.

-“Yes, the hero Manual is there too. We have some pretty similar quirks, so he was so kind to help me adapt.” you replied, controlling the water in your glass with your quirk, making it take the shape of a snake and move along the walls of your glass in a circle.

-“This is very good.” exclaimed the hero, tying his hands on the table.

They both felt a little awkward, not knowing how to continue the conversation, fortunately the waitress saved them by giving them the menus. You opened the menu of hard leather covers, looking at the variety of foods.

-“Oh, hey, Sho, they have a cold soba.” you said excitedly, showing him the menu on the first page.

-“So I’ll order a cold soba.” the two-colored man replied before receiving muttering from Midoriya.

-“But, Sho, we have a whole pot full of soba!” you laughed at their interaction, attracting their attention.

-“What?” they both asked at the same time.

-“Nothing, you just haven’t changed since we graduated from the U.A.” you said with a laugh. Deku giggled too, smiling at you.

-“What do you mean? We look the same way we did 7 years ago?” Todoroki asked confusedly, looking at himself and his boyfriend and again to himself. You and Izuku looked at each other and almost fell from your seats with your boisterous laughter. -“Ah?”

-“O-oh…. Sho!” tears formed in the corners of your eyes, wiping them with your hand. -“You’re still funny!”

-“Funny?”

-“Yes.” the green-haired man replied, leaning his head on his partner’s shoulder.

The three of you ordered a teishoku, receiving it in about 30 minutes. Everyone enjoy their food before Todoroki calls.

-“(Y/n), do you see our old class?” you swallowed your food before answering.

-“Yes, even with some very often.” you said, playing with your chopsticks, twisting them between your fingers and doing tricks with them. -“Most often I go out with Kaminari, by some chance it turned out that we work in the same agency.”

-“Kaminari-san?” Deku exclaimed, looking at you in astonishment. You nodded, uttering a little “Uhm.”

-“All right, that’s nice! We haven’t heard from Denki.”

-“Are you close to each other?” Shoto asked, taking another bite of his meal.

-“I’d say yes. We go out often, we message to each other, he’s very cute. He’s also grown a lot from UA, he’s become more responsible and he controls his quirk much better. We have a lot of fun together. We have dinners for us, in which we are on the couch at my or his home and eating popcorn while watching scary movies. "you said with a smile on your face.

-"Oh, I understand…” Todoroki replied, bowing his head over his food, hiding his face through his hair, which he had left to grow for reaching a length where he could tie it in a bun.

Izuku reached under the table, gripping his boyfriend’s thigh, rubbing it lightly to offer support. He knew his boyfriend’s lack of confidence in relationships. He has always worried about whether he is doing well as a partner and doing everything right.

Talking about a boy (and you’re not the person who talks a lot or often about people, especially boys), who is the opposite of his personality and sees that you’re really having fun with him, feels like someone hit him with wet rag across the face.

-“And you guys…” you called, bringing them both back to reality. -“How are you? The press is very interested in your relationship.” you smiled slyly.

-“So… After we graduated from UA, Shoto and I went to Endeavor’s agency, as his partners in catching villains. That was until we turned 22, All Might offered to take his agency… And I took it.” he replied, scratching the back of his head where his undercut was. -“The press found out about my relationship with Todoroki when I took the agency and there were hundreds of news stories that said, ‘Hero No.1 is in a relationship with Endeavor’s son’.”

-”O!?”

-“Yes, and still receives dozens of emails a day, invitations for interviews about our relationship.”

-“It’s too much for you. The press hasn’t learned for so many years that the heroes have a private life that they usually keep to themselves and don’t want to make it public. The personal space of the heroes must be respected.” you said and turned to Todoroki. -“And for so many years as a pro-hero, people have kept leading you the 'son of Endeavor,’ and that’s all you’re known for.”

-“It’s annoying.” Todoroki replied, making you and Deku giggle a little.

-“Well, those are just words from older people in Japan.” the green-haired man exclaimed, rubbing his boyfriend’s thigh. -“I am sure that the young generation will remember you with your name and your deeds.”

-“You’re right.” said his partner.

-“Ah, (Y/n)-san, do you happen to be in a relationship or dating someone?” Midoriya asked you. Shoto immediately ran one hand under the table, squeezing his thigh - too early, Midoriya.

-“O!?” you opened your eyes wide to them from the sudden question. -“No, I’m not in a relationship, I’m not dating anyone. Why do you ask?”

-“Uhhh…” and now was the scariest part of this meeting - to tell you. Shoto looked at Izuku out of the corner of his eye, looking for an answer as to what to do. -“With Shoto we wanted to ask you something…”

-“Yes…” you said under your breath.

-“Would you like to be with us?” Todoroki asked suddenly, leaning back in his chair.

You and Deku looked shocked at the two-colored man. You dropped your chopsticks as you watched Sho like you saw a ghost. Izuku immediately started waving his arms, trying to reassure you, saying that they were not forcing you to be in relationship with them, that they would not be in a hurry, that they would not be angry if you refused, and ect.

It just took you a moment to process Shoto’s question. They wanted to date you? Really? You were like close friends during your school years, but you didn’t think they had any other than platonic feelings about you. They were both open and comfortable, both shy and anxious around you or when talking to you. You wouldn’t be lying if you said you didn’t have feelings for them in the U.A., but once you found out they were in a relationship, it discouraged you a lot.

-“So?” Todoroki called again.

-“Sho, calm down, give her ti…”

-“Yes.” you replied, getting “Uh!?” from them. - “I accept, I would like to date you.”

-“Really?” Midoriya asked in surprise.

-“Yes…” you said, tying your hands on the table. -“I would just ask for time to get used to, as this will be my first relationship in my life, especially with more than one person.”

-“We’ll give you all the time you need.” Todoroki said, taking your hand in his. Where did you get this confidence? - Izuku wondered.

-”Thanks.”

-“So… should we continue our dinner to celebrate our relationship?” the green-haired man asked cheerfully.

-“Yes!” you and Shoto answered at the same time.

[gentrychild]

I wish you would write a fic where Izuku is in Gen Ed and wrecks havoc.

(Sorry, you just get tired Gen Ed teacher.)

Kazuko’s phone was out of battery or it would at least be the excuse she would use to explain why she wasn’t answering the dozens of calls that were probably saturating her voicemail this very moment.

She didn’t want to know. She longed for the bliss of ignorance. And even if, rationally speaking, she knew that there was no proof that one of her students was connected to whatever had sent a dozen of heroes running/flying/driving at full speed to Tattooine, she simply knew that he had done something.

But it didn’t concern her before her first coffee. Every morning, she had fifteen blessed minutes where she could just relax at her desk, without anyone interrupting her, right before her students arrived.

She just had to walk through the hallways without being noticed… get in the teacher room… grab one of the coffees that Yagi-san, the new teacher, brought every morning… and then… just…

Something appeared as she was making a quick get-away and she screamed, her high-pitched-shriek echoing on every wall. Heroic heads popped up from every room in that specific hallway, only to disappear when they saw what had surprised her.

“Hello to you too, Kurosawa-san,” the principal cheerfully greeted her. “Would you mind accompanying me to my office?”

Kazuko was a nice person who didn’t deserve this but she still complied, pushing back her hair with one head and straightening her bag so it would stop hitting her hip every time she took a step.

They took the elevator reserved for Nedzu’s exclusive usage (which meant that she had to crouch a little) and discovered Aizawa-san already here, though his sleeping bag was crumpled on the ground. He had just gotten out of it.

“What did he do this time?” she sighed, because of course, this was about Midoriya Izuku.

Most of Gen Ed was made of students who had tried the entrance exam of the hero course and accepted that maybe becoming a hero simply wasn’t the right path for them. However, since Aizawa-san had arrived, she had met another kind of hero course rejects: those who had passed the exam only to be expelled on their very first day.

Midoriya had clearly ignored that this was an option and had been in the middle of a mental breakdown when she had met him, only to bounce in the most chaotic way possible.

Every year, Kazuko organized a visit to the USJ.

This year, a new group called the League of Villains had attacked the site, expecting to kill All Might while he was teaching a hero class.

Instead, they had met a class full of high schoolers literally ready to kill to get a place in the hero course. Somehow, this had ended with what was left of the League running for their lives and Midoriya keeping one of their most dangerous member as a class pet.

“Earlier this day, Midoriya encountered the villain Muscular during his morning run,” Aizawa-kun announced.

A violent headache started to throb inside Kazuko’s skull.

“Muscular was trying to kill Pro Hero Death Arms at the time. So Midoriya recruited about ten random civilians and quirk-engineered an explosion that embed Muscular into the side of a building.”

Kazuko drank her coffee. It was rude and inappropriate to drink it righ now but she needed it.

“No need to worry,” Nedzu gently patted her hand. “Midoriya’s bio enhanced weapon apparently sat on Muscular when he woke up so the police was able to apprehend him quickly.”

“We prefer to call him Ren,” Kazuko couldn’t help to say.

Her students were very attached to him. He kept following Midoriya around like a lost puppy so Nedzu had given the permission for him to live in UA. One of Aizawa’s students, Yaoyorozu, had even made him a uniform his size.

“Of course,” Nedzu nodded. “Ren it is. But what Aizawa-kun and I would like to talk to you about is that… we think that there is no need to wait how Midoriya will do at the Sport Festival to bring him to the hero course.”

Technically, it would be to bring him back. But Kazuko knew better than to say it out loud.

Just like she knew better than to clearly tell Nedzu and Aizawa that there was no way she was going to announce Midoriya that there was a chance he could go back to a situation where he could be expelled once again from the hero course.

She emptied her coffee cup in three gulps, letting the caffeine clear all her stress and replacing it by a lack of patience for nonsense.

“Apart from the USJ accident, Midoriya had met three villains since the beginning of the year but he has also been working closely with a student from the support course to equip Gen Ed students and he is trying to adopt the weapon made to kill the number 1 hero. Only the hero course can deal with such a student,” Aizawa declared.

Well, now that he was mentioning it.

“Oh, I agree,” Kazuko smiled. Well, showed her teeth but really, who could see the difference? “Midoriya shouldn’t be in gen ed. Instead, he should be in the hero course. Where he had applied. And where he was received, until he was expelled on his first day.”

“He couldn’t control his quirk. He was a danger to himself and to everyone else. I am far from opposed to him getting back in the hero course after the Sport Festival…”

“Sorry to interrupt you but Midoriya and his uncontrollable quirk were accepted in the hero course,” Kazuko reminded him. “I don’t think you’re realizing the effect it had on him. I mean, there is a reason why he doesn’t bother calling adults for help anymore. Which is why I am grateful that his second shadow/bodyguard is supposedly on All Might’s level.”

Midoriya wasn’t able to stop saving people. But now, he was convinced that he had to do this on his own.

So now, it was Kazuko’s job to do something about his self-esteem. Fortunately for her, All Might and Gran Torino (who she suspected to be his father and his grandfather but that was a story that could only be shared in front of the coffee machine in the teacher room) were already his quirk training.

“It was really nice to have this conversation with the both of you,” she smiled. “Unfortunately, I can’t advise one of my students to go back to 1-A. It seems premature. Especially when I am trying to build trust. I am actually hopefully optimistic that he would consider going to therapy.”

And as soon as she was done here, she would find out more about Aldera middle school.

[full-cowlings]

Lap Dance - Adult! Izuku Midoriya Smut

Being the number one hero and the new Symbol Of Peace was hard on Midoriya. He has been training his whole life for this moment, and he knew it would be tough, not only the process, but when he got to the top and how he’d have to struggle to try to keep the title. But that came naturally to him.

But the job was a very stressful one, often leaving Midoriya Izuku tired, stressed and often tense. He wasn’t able to relax very often, due to constantly worrying something was going to happen. He always used to worry about everything when he was younger, and that habit had carried on to his adulthood as well.

His wife, Y/N L/N had noticed this, and decided she would do something nice for him, thinking he earned it.

She had sent him a text, telling him she asked for him to have a day off, to which his agency agreed. And for him to come home and head to the bedroom as she had a surprise for him.

Izuku was confused, but he complied and didn’t question. As he knew Y/N often had a good reason to the things she did.

As soon as he finished what he was doing, he drove him, secretly excited about what the surprised was going to be. When he got home, he parked the car and walked into the house. When he opened the door, Izuku was immediately greeted with the sound of sensual music playing from the hallway, slightly muffled by the door of their shared bedroom.

This, peeked his interest and he started to get a little more excited about what was going to happen next. He kicked his normal red shoes off of his feet, walking towards the bedroom.

When he got to the door, he slowly opened it (SAYORI!?) and was met with rose petals scattered around a chair in the middle of the room. The lights were off and the only thing that illuminated the room were several candles that were on the dresser and end tables. Izuku’s eyebrow rose as he saw a note taped to the chair. Curiosity got the best of him as he picked up the taped note.

He read it,

Hey love, I have a special surprise planned out for you tonight,

I want you to do something for me.

Just sit on the chair and relax, let me do the rest. Can you do that for me? I’ll be waiting, Xx.

His curiosity peeked even more and he placed the note on the side, sitting down in the chair as he had been asked to. Izuku fiddled with his thumbs nervously, an old habit he has. Suddenly, the door opened and in walked Y/N.

(Hehehe, warning; Play Boy Bunny alert. Because ya author can’t get enough of that damn type of outfit ;) )

She was wearing a black leotard, that was low cut in both the chest area and her lower region, exposing some of her breasts, thighs and ass. She had on a white collar with matching black bow attached to it, along with wide fishnet stockings, exposing her skin to him.

Her hair was let down and loose, falling freely to her shoulders (Ignore that statement if your hair is short lmfaooo). She had white cuffs on her wrists, and matching black bunny ears that sat on her head.

Izuku's mouth went slightly agape as he wasn’t expecting Y/N to be wearing something like that, nor something so revealing as it was.

Y/N smirked at him, slowly walking towards him, swaying her hips teasingly as she strutted.

She circled the chair slowly, her hips still swaying slowly. She caressed Izuku's shoulders, slowly dragging her finger tips across them and down his shoulders. Izuku shivered slightly from her touch, her touch alone still being able to send him into bliss.

Y/N then stood in front of him, casually, and almost lethargically she swayed, in front of him intimately running her hands up and down her body, her movements designed to try to arouse and anticipate him. Her hips gyrated suggestively, as she looked into his eyes. In a slow walk, she approached, licking her lips suggestively.

She then sat in his lap, placing her legs on either side of him as she straddled him. She looked into his eyes suggestively as she wrapped both her arms around his neck.

She then started to grind her hips against his lap, moving in an elegant yet sensual way. Her hips rocking back and forth against his own, Izuku letting out a quiet groan at the contact and held her hips gently, helping her move slightly.

She leaned her face close to his own, as he too leaned in, wanting to kiss her. But before he could, she pulled back teasingly. Continuing to move her hips against crotch, now moving her hips in steady circles. Izuku moaned at the friction, his head dipping back slightly as he let her work her magic.

She then stood up from his lap, Izuku quietly whining at the loss of contact and friction. Y/N smirked, leaning down between his legs and slowly started to drag her hands up his sides, working from his legs, up. Her finger tips touching him, but barely, wanting to tease him and leave him wanting more.

Izuku shivered again, enjoying the feeling of her touch, although he wanted more than just that. She stood back again, moving her hips in a way that formed a figure-eight. She moved her hands up and down her body again, the way Izuku would if he could touch her.

She brought her hand up to her breast, fondling with it. She pulled the leotard down just enough where her breasts fell out of it, exposing her taut nipples to him. Izuku reached out to touch her, but she calmly took his hands and placed them back on his lap.

She kept fondling with herself, looking at him as he bit his lip, desperately wanting to be the one to give her pleasure, and not herself. She ran her hand down from her breasts, down to the v cut of the leotard groin area. She pushed it aside, slowly, allowing him to see her bare pussy. She smirked as she stopped touching herself, sitting down on his lap again, this time, her back pressed flushed against his chest.

She then started to move his ass against his crotch, smirking more as she felt Izuku’s dick rise against her ass. She circled her hips again, slowly, teasingly and sensually, wanting to make him want more as he often did to her.

Izuku groaned loudly into her ear, leaning his head down and biting her neck. Though this time, she didn’t stop him. She kept rocking her ass and hips against his hard-on, growing rougher and harder with passing time.

Izuku’s cock jumped at the sensation, threatening to cum just from her grinding. Y/N took notice of this and once again stood up. Izuku whimpered in loss of pleasure, watching as she stood in front of him, swaying her hips to the soft beat of the music.

Y/N’s hand traveled from Izuku’s collarbone, down his arms to his biceps, then moved to his chest. Running her hands down from his pectorals, then his abs, then down to his v-line. Y/N licked her lips seductively, dragging her finger tips across his waist line and then down to his crotch.

Izuku gasped as Y/N started tracing shapes along his dick, palming him occasionally. Izuku's eyes fell closed, his breathing picking up as she continued to trace the head of his cock with her finger tips, unzipping his pants and doing it through his boxers.

Y/N looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes and she slowly licked the head of his dick through his underwear. Izuku moaned loudly, gripping onto her hair. She smirked slightly, pulling his boxers down along with his pants. She grinned at the sight of the precum dripping from the head of his penis and took his cock into her mouth.

He gasped again, his grip on her hair tightening as he pulled slightly. Y/N moaned, sending vibrations through his dick. She licked the head of his dick, taking as much in her mouth as she could. Using her hands, she fondled with whatever she couldn’t reach.

Izuku moaned louder, the feeling of her tongue around his dick sending him into absolute bliss. Y/N looked up at him, with a ‘innocent’ look as she kept licking, sucking occasionally. She used slow, yet long licks, wanting to tease him.

She took the rest of him into her mouth, deepthroating his cock, making her slightly gag. Izuku pulled her hair, shoving his balls deeper into her throat. Y/N moaned around his dick again, making Izuku groan from the vibrations once more.

Izuku could feel himself getting closer to an orgasm, his cock jumping, signalling he was going to cum soon. Y/N smirked and slowly pulled away, taking him out of her mouth, but leaving a string of saliva connecting her and his dick.

Izuku looked at her, panting. Midoriya had decided he had had enough with her teasing, he got up from the chair, slamming her roughly against a wall and pinning her to it. “You know you don’t tease master like that, baby~.” He purred into her ear seductively. Y/N gulped, knowing the dominant Izuku had come back.

“So either, you’re going to open those pretty little legs for me so I can ruin and fill your holes with my cum, got it?~” He asked, his voice husky. Y/N nodded, “y-yes, daddy.” Izuku smirked. “Good girl~ now, let daddy show you how to tease~.”

[slightlycrunchy]

Time

To Toshinori, the measurement of time comes in small increments. Minute to minute, hour to hour. At most, his week ahead is planned, appointments coming and going with doctors and sometimes friends, his life less full now that his teaching days have passed, though he has made his peace with that. Daytime television is boring and his hobbies fall flat but he tells himself this is part of growing old.

Though he is only fifty-eight.

His body creaks and moans, his joints ache from the ever-present “inflammation” his doctors love to talk about but refuse to elaborate on, but he lives. Time means nothing but for what occupies it, and Toshinori’s time is no longer worth much at all, he feels. He eats the same meals, wears the same clothes. He says the same things to passersby on the streets that ask how he is, how he’s holding up. Fine, fine, just wasting away a little every day he thinks but of course, would never say.

On Tuesdays, he does laundry for one and makes tea for one and straightens the single pair of shoes by the door before locking up for the night. He got rid of his king-size bed long ago because he moves so little in his sleep, downgrading to a queen mattress. He uses precisely three blankets every night, making the bed nicely with aching fingers every morning after.

His life is one long string of consistency and he hates it. There are too many quiet nights where he longs for a call to action, for his muscles to burn with the rush of adrenaline rather than weak fatigue, mourning his past and pretending the sting behind his eyes is just a side-effect of one of his medications.

It's on such nights as these that he turns on the television and hopes for a glimpse of his boy.

Izuku has made such a fine name for himself in the years since he left UA, and he is Toshinori’s pride and joy. Every morning he searches news articles and sites for any updated information, knowing the boy would never be so straightforward as to brag on his own accomplishments, something that both aggravates and endears Izuku to Toshinori all at once. And if there happens to be anything found, a phone call is made.

Somehow Izuku always makes time for him.

Yes, life goes fast for his boy, the demands of his schedule heavy and never-ending, and Toshinori commiserates with him about it over coffee once a month for a few hours. They are, of course, some of Toshinori’s very favorite hours.

24 in a day, 168 in a week, 730 in a month...and for Toshinori nearly all of them drag on, but not the ones spent with Izuku. No, time changes in his boy’s presence. Gone are the minutes and hours, replaced by slurps of drink, the soft tink of glass tapping the table. Laughs shared. Words spoken.

Time is never more precious than it is on those Saturday mornings and this one is no different.

“Zero casualties in that car chase last week, Izuku. Well done, my boy.”

Izuku looks away bashfully, still after all this time even as a 25-year-old man unable to take a compliment from his mentor. His freckles flash darkly against pinked cheeks.

“Thanks, Toshi… How are you holding up? Anything new the doctors have said?”

Izuku is always on top of Toshinori’s health, asking and advocating and offering to join him anytime he needs. Of course, Toshinori never takes him up on this, knowing full well that Izuku doesn’t have much spare time. It is precious, and he won’t take more of it than he is owed.

“Oh, a few ups here and downs there. You know, the usual. Don’t fuss, my boy.”

“I’m not fussing, and you know it,” Izuku says indignantly, though without the bite. Toshinori can’t help but smile.

“I know, it’s just how you show you care, Izuku, but don’t worry. This old man won’t be kicking the bucket yet.”

Izuku huffs a laugh and checks his watch, frowning at what he sees. Toshinori checks his own and sees they’ve already been sitting here for over two hours, both of their cups long drained dry. The familiar melancholy that he always feels at parting with Izuku returns in force.

It’s funny, in a way; he swears at each small meeting they manage that he won’t feel this way at the end, for how could he when riding the high that washes through him every time he sees his boy waiting at their usual table in this out-of-the-way cafe? And yet, here he is. Made a fool by his own emotions. If anyone else knew about it, he would be mortified.

Seeing the frown on Izuku’s face, Toshinori begins to gather his things. Time is precious, after all--not to him, but to Izuku it undoubtedly is, most days scheduled to the brim. Toshinori smiles warmly, well-practiced in hiding his own emotions. “Well, I know you’re a busy man, I won’t keep you, Izuku. Same time next month?”

It takes him by surprise that Izuku’s frown only deepens, and he goes still when instead of their usual parting taking place, Izuku instead leans forward, both forearms placed on the table and hands clasped. Toshinori’s frown joins his boy’s.

“Izuku? Are you alright?”

“You do know you’re important to me, don’t you, Toshi? You’re-- You’re not an inconvenience...you don’t think that, do you?”

Toshinori feels rather taken aback at the near-perfect description of his feelings, actually. “Of course not, why do you ask?” he lies.

Izuku won’t look at him but fidgets his fingers. “I really do wish I could spend more time with you, I just feel pulled into so many different directions at once and they’re all important, but I need you to know that you’re important too.” He looks up at Toshinori now, eyes blazing and a little wet, “I don’t forget about you the other days of the month, please, please don’t think I do. If I could, it would still be like high school--I’d pop in for dinner a few times a week, I’d help you with the shopping--Toshi I would, I promise.”

Toshinori has to take a moment, figuratively gathering his jaw off the floor. “What would ever cause you to think I believe you to be...what, neglecting me? No, Izuku. No.”

“I just-- I wish I had more time, Toshi.”

Toshinori empties his hands and reaches across the table, taking Izuku’s in his own. They’re blissfully warm, calloused, and covered in small bandages, wide and muscled and firm when they grasp Toshinori’s back.

“My boy, if anyone is going to understand your lack of time, it is me. But one day, when all of this has passed, you’ll realize you never did have enough time. Not for family or friends or work...all of it feels too little even as now, it feels too much. That’s the cruelty of hindsight. They say it’s twenty-twenty but let’s not forget about the rose-colored glasses, my boy.” Toshinori looks down at their hands, rubbing his thumbs across Izuku’s scarred knuckles. “There isn’t much to do other than live your life in a way you can be happy with. It takes courage to do so…” Courage he isn’t sure he really ever had, throwing himself into his career with abandon and forgetting all the rest. He only slowed down when forced to after his injury. “One day you’ll be old like me and realize all you have is time. Problem is, it may be too late to do anything about it.”

Izuku looks thoughtful, a single tear falling and tracking a wet trail across his skin. Toshinori is quick to wipe it away, unsurprised by the occurrence. “I love you, Izuku, and I know you love me. You’ve done right by me, kiddo. Don’t think you haven’t.”

When Izuku rises and pulls him easily into a hug, everything slows down to a pinpoint--the encircled arms around him and Izuku’s head on his shoulder, and suddenly Toshinori is counting time in an entirely different way.

When Izuku was a boy, he barely reached Toshinori’s waist. When he graduated high school, he had finally reached Toshinori’s chest. As Izuku nuzzles softly into the crook of Toshinori’s neck, he wonders just how he had missed it before now, how Izuku had grown as a man and it had escaped Toshinori’s notice. He is simultaneously disappointed with himself and elated at the change. He pats the boy firmly on the back, rubbing gently as Izuku shamelessly holds him.

“I do love you Toshi. I’m going to do better at showing it. I’m going to show up when it matters--now, not later.”

Toshinori just rests his cheek on springy, dark curls and tries to slow his breathing when his heart soars.

“I know, Izuku,” he says.

And Izuku does, when two weeks later Toshinori receives a call, "Are you free to grab lunch, Toshi?"

He can hardly contain the grin that stretches his face. "For you, my boy, I have all the time in the world."

Question:

Would any of you like to be added to a tag list for when I post Dadmight on here? If so, just dm me <3

[incorrect-mha-bnha]

Can you post more on your feral Midoriya idea? Or even what its like to have 20 feral and traumatized children living together in one place under the watchful eyes on Mr "Im too tired to deal with my own mental breakdowns"?

Oh totally can dish a few things out. It will also dabble into the AU I made of Aizawa adopting Bakugo and Shinsou with Midoriya around a lot so let’s get into it.

Bakugo is not as bad in the morning compared to Izuku. Bakugo will bitch, grumping about it being cold because his body hasn’t fully woken up. Bakugo is only a morning person on his own accord. If he is woken up before 7 then his mind isn’t functioning until an hour later but anytime after 7 is safe. Midoriya however is like the spawn of hell himself with a stone in his shoe and chipping away patience. He refuses to get up before 10 on weekends. He stays up late most nights to train and that leaves him tired. He’s NOT a morning person in fact if you even tried to wake up Izuku before his self appointed alarm then his eyes are burning hateful slits, turning towards you slowly uttering a very low and strained “get. out.” Nobody likes waking him up.

Midoriya is NOT the type of have breakfast. He goes straight for coffee that Shinso made. He snatches it from the boys hand and starts drinking while Shinso is just staring in despair. Then Izuku hands it back, says thanks and leaves.

Shinsou obviously can’t sleep but he’s a night owl and takes it like a champ. At that point he’s been drained of all the energy to be agitated over not being able to sleep right. Some day it’s like a clock in and out for him and Aizawa. He comes downstairs, saying morning to Shinso, Shinso says night and heads upstairs to sleep.

Midoriya plays loud music at night when he’s really in the zone of training and working on stuff. Shinsou could care less and Bakugo learned to sleep through it.

Bakugo and Izuku instigate each other terribly and Aizawa knows it with ever growing grey hair. Bakugo will get hyped up on something and here comes Midoriya as the one who will take it a step further because he knows no bounds. If they are ever in an altercation, Bakugo will start swearing getting ready to fight but Izuku comes through to throw the first punch.

Midoriya has a tolerance level for everyone. I’d rate it as follows: classmates— 70%, Bakugo— varies but usually ranges around a nice 50%-0%, villains— 3%, villains who hurt kids— -194738384%.

Aizawa has grown to recognize when Izuku is about to snap so he can redirect the boy and save them all from casualties. I believe Izuku would take down an entire building while fighting a villain. However, it’s different to Bakugo consciously taking down buildings because he simply doesn’t care about destruction.. Izuku is dead set on bringing the villain down to the point he goes terminal.

Midoriya is on the edge of going crazy every second that passes. You can see it in his eyes, how they slowly grow fainter and tired. He isn’t necessarily losing his spark or drive.. the look hold experience and resolve. Also Murder.

Izuku is usually tense on any day but once he’s completely snapped all tension leaves his body and the boy kinda just tilts his head and squints.

Aizawa isnt too worried about them not behaving. They know well enough to not die nor murder... or so Izuku swears to comprehend. Yet there is always a chance of them forgetting and going off on their little adventures. Whether they be dangerous or just dumb teenage shit.

^ For example. Izuku had a sudden intense craving for ice cream at 3 am and broke out of sleep in a cold sweat. He gets up, goes downstairs and stands over Shinso who is laying upside on the couch and says nothing, just stares. Shinso looks at him and asks “what’s up?” with “ice cream. Store?” As an answer. To which Shinso of course pauses then nods and gets up. Now onto the next challenge; getting a driver. There are two in the house currently, one is sleeping and definitely will say no. And the other is convincible. So there they are standing over Bakugo in bed. The two boys share a look before shrugging and Izuku smacks him awake, not flinching as he swears and sets off tiny explosions.

Bakugo, half asleep: *holding his cheek* you asshole, what the fuck?

Izuku: *leaning practically in his face* drive us to the store. I desire ice cream.

Bakugo: *looks at time* it’s 3 in the goddamn morning, fuck no.

Izuku: *leans closer* if you don’t drive us to the store right now I’m going to tell everyone about the time when you cried yourself to sleep every night during middle school after that one incident.

Bakugo: *stares*

Izuku: *stares back*

Bakugo: get my keys.

Then there are three teenage boys, one half asleep and the other two bouncing off the walls in the ice cream section picking out flavors and toppings. And yes they were successful in leaving then arriving home but Aizawa was waiting for them in the living room with his arms crossed and foot tapping in disappointment. They got in deep shit that night but Izuku got off with just a reprimand after revealing he had gotten Aizawa’s favorite ice cream while they were out. Bakugo and Shinsou however were grounded.

[mythicamagic]

Heatwave: a Tododeku fanfic

Summary: Todoroki's quirk comes in very handy during a heatwave. If Izuku could just calm down enough to reap the benefits, that would be great. Tododeku

Rating: T

Words: 1,700

Read here or on Ao3

AN: First time writing for this pairing, I hope you like it! I might add another chapter to this, not sure yet.

Heatwave

Izuku Midoriya wasn't exactly the type to curse a blazing orb in the sky for inflicting Japan with a particularly nasty heatwave. He left that sort of thing to Kacchan.

However, pair intensive training with a punishing system of high atmospheric pressure baking the concrete beneath his shoes and heating his already screaming skin from the overuse of his quirk- and Izuku found himself dangerously close to hurling a complaint at the sun.

He stumbled out into harsh glaring sunlight, thankful his training session was finally over for the day. His clothes plastered to his form, skin thrumming. He patted himself down, panting.

"You're not helping," he mumbled to his trembling legs. If his limbs could co-operate, that would be great. At least he hadn't suffered any broken bones.

Wiping sweat from his brow, Izuku gingerly carried himself across the courtyard to a water fountain- taking grateful gulps.

Without thinking too much about his surroundings, Izuku leaned away and collapsed onto the nearest available bench beneath the shade of a tree. He boldly sprawled onto the wood, letting it cushion his back- hinting at his state of exhaustion. Izuku never liked to take up too much unnecessary space.

The second soft curling hair met something sturdy beneath his head- he probably should've jolted away.

Oh...wow.

But a cool- frosty sensation bit into the back of his neck, heavenly upon heated, abused flesh. A faint gasp escaped him, swallowing a relieved groan.

He only knew one person at UA who could elicit such a cold temperature.

Tilting his head back, Izuku squeaked.

Todoroki didn't look up from his book, seemingly immersed in it. Faint flecks of snow and frost coated his right side, likely in use to keep him cool.

And I'm mooching off it!

"A-ah! I'm so sorry, Todoroki!" whipping his head up so fast his vision spun, Izuku shifted slightly to face him on the bench. "I didn't realise you were there- and not in a bad way! I don't mean to say that you don't have a presence- because you do! You're very striking and cool and-"

"You can lay back down again if you want to, it's not a big deal."

Panicked words caught in Izuku's throat mid-ramble.

Green eyes blinked, sliding downwards. Lay back down? But his head had been cushioned by Todoroki's thigh. Practically in his lap.

Todoroki appeared unruffled, tearing a calm, languid gaze from his book. His expression remained unreadable. "It's hot."

"Huh?"

"The weather."

"Oh! Yes, it sure is!" Izuku winced, loathing the squeak in his voice. Oh to have a quirk that could allow the ground to swallow him up.

Todoroki blinked slowly like a contented cat, tilting his head. "So...I don't mind sharing my quirk…" he elaborated, gesturing with one hand to his right, frosty side.

Izuku gazed at the layer of white clinging to Todoroki's leg, hip and arm. His heart warmed, stomach doing a somersault. "You'd really do that? But I'm… well, I'm kind of gross and sweaty from all the training," he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I wouldn't have offered if I thought you were gross, Midoriya."

He stilled, caught off guard by the statement. Todoroki had a way of being incredibly direct, but it never really bothered him. Especially at times like these. Todoroki was incredibly kind, more so than he'd likely admit.

Due to the sun melting his nerves, Izuku accepted the offer readily with a hearty 'thank you!' Laying down again, he fought not to slump with relief and exhaustion the second his nape and damp hair met the solid, cold muscle of Todoroki's thigh.

Heterochromia eyes watched him briefly, before sliding back to his open book and continuing to read.

Screaming internally, Izuku fiddled with his hands, settling with lacing them upon his stomach. The silence roared loudly.

This doesn't have to be weird. He's just a friend. Friends do this kind of thing all the time, right?

Well, none of his friends. Todoroki was usually quite reserved with physical affection, Iida expressed himself through verbal concern or encouragement, and Uraraka did similarly since she worried about activating her quirk with the use of her hands. When she patted him on the back it was with a well placed palm.

But he'd observed Kaminari, Kirishima and Ashido, and they were aggressively touchy-feely in comparison, slinging their arms around their friends and lounging against each other.

Izuku tried not to take this rare moment for granted. He needed to talk about something. Anything!

"Ah- that's Hero's Journey volume 9!" he exclaimed, tilting his head back to sneak a peek at the cover of the book. "How are you enjoying it?"

Todoroki lifted a shoulder, "it's alright. I figure volume 10 will wind down with covering Hero retirement since this one is about marriage and kids. It's a little naïve in places though."

Sobering, Izuku instinctively switched gears, forgetting his embarrassment and nodding seriously. "I get what you mean. It doesn't go into nearly enough detail about what having a family can be like for Pro Heroes. Most of the top Heroes in the rankings either don't have kids or are estranged from them."

"Yeah...but I was referring more to the part where it speculated about pairing existing heroes together and imagining what quirk their children would have. It skipped over Quirk Marriages like they were nothing."

Reading the heaviness in Todoroki's voice, dark brows pulled together. Izuku tilted his head, injecting conviction into his tone. "When we make it as heroes, we can talk more about it. Shed light on the issue."

Mismatched eyes flicked down, meeting his. They warmed just a little, the corner of Todoroki's mouth tilting up at the corner.

"You almost sound a little heated there," he teased.

"Aha," Izuku scratched a freckled cheek, "was that weird? I'm not personally affected by it so it's probably none of my business- but I know it's important to you. I get riled up on your behalf."

"Don't overthink it- I'm glad when you do. Reminds me of when you screamed at me during the Sports Festival."

"H-hey, I didn't scream..."

"It was definitely a scream."

"A loud yell, maybe."

Todoroki gave a small noise that sent Izuku reeling, toes curling at the sound. Holy shit- that that been a chuckle?

"Anyway, I won't be having kids unless I adopt," the Half-Cold Half-Hot user muttered, circling back to the real conversation. "So this volume probably doesn't apply to me much."

"Really? I can imagine Endeavor not liking that," Izuku hummed, sharing a mischievous smile with him. "But then, you've never set out to do anything for his specific approval. You're living your life, with your quirk."

Something cool and smooth met his forehead like a soft icepack. It took a moment for him to realise that it was Todoroki's palm settling over his bangs. Izuku went completely still, speechless.

"You still looked warm, I thought this would help," Todoroki glanced away, holding his book with one hand. Was it just Izuku's imagination or did his unscarred cheek look slightly red? It was hard to tell from the angle without craning his head back even more upon Todoroki's lap and he was currently working on trying not to hyperventilate.

Hand. On head. Touching!

He positively combusted when a thumb started to stroke his damp brow currently marred with sweat, rubbing gently at the bridge of his nose. Izuku's freckled cheeks blazed red.

"You're doing that thing again where you get worry lines here," Todoroki muttered, continuing to move the pad of his thumb for emphasis. It felt so gentle. His skin sighed at the touch.

"I-I was just...hoping this wasn't inconveniencing you or anything…" Izuku lied, voice thin. Oh no. Those darn jitters and confusing feelings were acting up again, sending a migration of butterflies up from his stomach into his throat.

For a while, it had been hard to pinpoint that he got flustered around Uraraka because she was a girl- a pretty girl- and one that paid attention to him, but it didn't go much deeper than that in terms of romance.

Todoroki was different. When Izuku thought about him, he admired his strength and values- how far he'd come in owning his successes and slowly breaking free from the shackles of the past- but such thoughts were accompanied with a weird yearning.

Todoroki was one of a kind. Beautiful when he flourished. Izuku admired him as a fellow student and rookie hero. But then the jitters came, followed by sweaty palms and a deep yearning. A yearning for what, Izuku hadn't been able to fathom. He just felt like brushing the hair out of Shouto's eyes or leaning against him or-

- or kissing the exposed skin of his neck. That would be nice.

Swallowing thickly, his heart stuttered when that thumb paused.

Dark grey/turquoise eyes shifted back to him. Todoroki remained unreadable, sometimes able to be a calm sheen of ice- others an explosive force of passion and anger. "Like I kind-of said before, I wouldn't do this if you were inconveniencing me. I just wanted to do it."

You...wanted to touch me?

"Besides," he continued in a quieter tone, "you're the one who encouraged me to act like this. Embracing all aspects of myself and being more upfront with stuff."

Izuku felt the need to say something despite the dryness of his tongue. "I'm glad," he exhaled slowly, feeling as if he were talking robotically- heart going a million miles an hour. "Because it's nice. I uh, I really like it."

That's an understatement of the century.

Todoroki didn't say anything more, but his thumb resumed stroking the worry lines on Izuku's brow, smoothing them out. Izuku blinked, smiling a little. Lulled into a relaxed state, dark-green lashes drifted half-closed. They then shut completely, tension leaking out of his overworked body. Warm breaths evened out.

Unbeknownst to him, Todoroki set down his book and reclined slightly against the bench, gazing at Izuku's sleeping face before looking at high branches. He tilted his head back, appreciating the refreshing summer breeze and basking in the dappled sunlight that played over his face and the freckles of his long-time crush.

[delu-jean]

Omg I love your writing ❤ 💕 💞 not sure if you're still taking requests but can you do a fluffy one shot with midoriya and short reader uwu 💖

𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Deku x (fem!/reader) -> Fluff -> 1.2k

Synopsis: Deku dating a short reader!!

Notes: This was very cute!! I had it in my drafts for a while, and apologize for not posting things sooner. Thanks very much, and if anyone would like to submit a request for the 100 Follower Event, please press the hyperlink for the rules!! Enjoy ^^

"Hey Izu, could you help me reach that?" You asked, while reaching for a book. It was at the top of a shelf. Even with a step stool, you still had difficulty grabbing it. So, since Izuku was cleaning up, you thought it would be best if he helped you.

"Of course Y/n," he said, leaning over you.

In the process, he became a blushing mess, while you were trying not get  crushed. His right hand had pushed it aside, leading the hardcover to slip into his palm. After he handed the book needed, he then scratched the back of his head, feeling shy.

"T-There you go Y/n. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

"No need Izu, although...you did almost crush me," you teased as he flared his hands.

"I-I DID!? I'M SO SORRY-"

"Don't be~. Besides, I was just teasing. It really wasn't that big of a deal," he then looked down guiltily, still feeling bad regardless.

"Izu-kun, don't worry. Now, let's go!"

---

You and Izuku had known each other for only a couple of years (being that you both met in middle school - UA). Even so, during that time, there was one thing that stuck out in your relationship, and that was...your height. You were extremely short compared to him, and even though he never held it against you, it was something you found irritable (from time to time). Wishing you could’ve been even an inch taller.

Growing up, people would compliment how cute you were, because of how short your body was. Even though you had nothing against being short, there were times where being tall would’ve been nice. Height was an advantage in the hero world, especially with your type of quirk. Since it required both speed, and much demand from your body, having longer legs, a larger torso, and even arms would’ve been nice.

Not only that...but there were times where you had seen taller women. Those who were so inspiring, and gorgeous. Lovely ladies who had circled their morale around their height. You never degraded yourself because of that, but then again, it would’ve been nice if such a gift was given. Those thoughts had run through your head from time to time. You weren’t sure if they were because of insecurity, nor envy. But regardless, your thoughts had drawn to the conclusion: “it would be nice, yet it’s not a necessity.”

And even on the days where you had wished it was, you remembered as to why you were content with such height. Though, your partner was not the main reason as to why you loved/disliked it, he was definitely a motive when appreciating your characteristic. Deku seemed to have adored you, no matter how small, different, or ordinary you were. He’d always appreciate, and love the factors you bestowed. On the days where you were uncertain of things, he’d always help by reassuring you. Your height being just one of the many conflicts he’d help you gain confidence from. He wanted you to know that he was there for you, no matter what. Comforting you in the utmost sweetest ways.

And on the days where you needed his words of admiration, he’d be sure to shower you in them. If it was specifically about your height, he would tell you how he thought your shortness was cute. How helping you to reach things wasn’t a chore, rather, a pleasure. And how when intertwining hands, he wouldn’t have to worry about his palms, and fingers being bigger. That was because your delicate, and elegant hands would always lay perfectly in his (though, his wording wasn’t exact, and he’d break into a rambling melt down).

He had always been gentle with you. Regardless if the situation called for it, it's just how he was. Wanting to treat you the way he sought best. He’d always compliment you subtly, making sure to be both sensitive, and respectful. Not wanting to make you upset, nor wanting to make any mistakes which he would have regretted.

“You look really nice in that. It suits your size.”

“You're not too small, it’s just a tad bigger. You’re not made to fit clothes, clothes are made to fit you. Here, try this instead. I think they’d suit your lovely eyes.”

“Do you need help? I can help you grab that.”

Though Izuku had said that, in his mind, he really wasn’t. He too at times did feel self-conscious about his height. Being 5’5 was considered short for guys his age, and well...he was sure that he was done with growing. Sometimes he woulSo, out of both that, and his respect for you, he never used it as a way to drag you down. Even in a joking matter, your height or anything disrespectful, would run through his head.

“If you need a stoll, I’m here. I may not be Mount Everest, but I’m the closest there is.” 

Though he was never made fun of for being “short,” he still felt like he needed to reach that expectation (the expectation of being tall). But with you, he never would have wanted you to feel that way. So he made it his priority for you to feel otherwise, and instead, encouraged something the both of you looked at to be a disadvantage.

“Izuku...you're so tall,” you said, while hugging the boy. His chin had lay on your head, as yours pouted in his chest.  

“Share a couple inches would you.”

“I don’t think I can do that,” he laughed, as you then looked at him seriously.

“Please Izu. I need it,” you said jokingly, yet determined.

“Y/n...you don’t need it,” he then kissed your forehead. Your initial joke...had now turned into something more serious, and sincere.

“You’re perfect no matter your height. So please don’t feel like you need to change, especially so drastically. Of course, if you want to change things that you can for your benefit, by all means, go ahead. But please don’t feel like changing the entirety of yourself is the answer...okay?”

He looked at you quite intensely. Though he had found it to be an intentful statement, you found it quite adorable. Seeing how much he cared, even when you were joking...made you smile. Izuku truly wanted you to see what he had seen in yourself, and you wanted him to know that you wanted the same. For him to know that you also wanted him to see how loving he was in your eyes. How sweet he could be, and how adorable he was when being your number one supporter.

You then cupped his cheeks. Though you needed to tip toe, it became less of a problem as he leaned down. You saw the red which flushed on his face, along with the rambles which scattered all over him. He seemed shy the closer you got, and unsure if what he said had offended you. He knew that your actions were out of affection, but even then did his thoughts linger. Wondering if he messed up, or misplaced his sense of words. Before you could speak, he first said:

“I...I’m sorry Y/n. I said something wrong, and I-”

“Izuku, you’ve said nothing wrong. If anything, your concern is both reasonable, and sweet.”

“S-sweet?” the boy questioned, now burying his face with his hands.

“Haha of course. As expected of my lovely izu-kun.”

“But am I as lovely as you say I am?...” he asked, feeling the opposite if anything.

“Of course you are, I’m not a liar now...am I?”

“Haha, of course not,” you then wrapped him in another tight hug, and regardless of the height which was far by much, the distance between your hearts was not. Both being very near, and dear.

[alastorswifee]

Get to know me!💓

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Okay so I saw some people make posts where they describe themselves so when asking other writers and blogs to pair them with a character, they can read about the asker in their post.

I’m also making this so when I request for characters and I want the reader to have a personality like mine, the writers can know what I’m like without me having to dm them or describe it in the ask.

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• I don’t share my real life name on the internet for privacy reasons but everyone calls me Angelk

• I’m 5’0 but if we’re doing something like the sonic universe then you can shrink down my size to what fits

• I’m a very calm and patient person no matter the situation but if things get out of hand I’ll try to calmly and politely solve it. If things still proceed to escalate I tend to get more strict and people say it sounds like a mother or teacher scolding children but hey it gets the job done

• I tend to play dumb a lot but it depends on the situation, I don’t want to seem completely clueless or stupid. I only play dumb to see what someone would tell me and depending on what they tell me I can figure out what kind of person they are

• I love reading books and poetry, I love the quiet since I’m prone to constant headaches. Romance and horror are my favorite genres, I love love. And horror movies are exactly what I love as well!

• speaking of headaches, alot of things can cause my headaches, my motion sickness, too bright of light(but it depends on the day), loud noises and if I’m hungry I get a headache

• i love dancing and singing, my family are dancers and singers so it’s no surprise when I fall into those categories

• I’m fond of any type of dance but I mostly stick to traditional, pole dancing and ballet. Tho if you catch me dancing it’s always my hips swaying more than anything

• and before anyone makes a sexual comment, pole dancing is a wonderful form of dance that I admire a lot, it takes a tremendous amount of strength, balance and trust in yourself to do it

• I’m extremely shy when it comes to singing and dancing tho AND my art, I’m aware I’m a good artist but I don’t like showing the world that, it’s almost like a hidden talent

• I love baking tho sweets aren’t my favorite thing so I bake for others

• I only like dark chocolate

• I would prefer pickles or crisps or maybe goldfish crackers

• it’s funny cause I can bake but not cook, it’s curse but I’m trying and learning to cook

• I have a dream to become a model or maybe open a cafe

• I tend to write stories or poems, sometimes songs based on my emotions and what’s happening in life

• hopeless romantic? That’s me aha

• I would be the type to want to slow dance with someone in the middle of the living room

• star gazing(tho I’ll fall asleep quickly cause I’m lame at staying awake late)

• doing skin care routines together with others if they agree that is

• my type are characters like..

Leonardo and Donatello(tmnt)

sonic, shadow and silver the hedgehog

kita, Sakusa and kuroo(haikyuu)

Akashi and Kagami(kuroko’s basketball)

Tomioka Giyuu and Sanemi Shinazugawa(demon slayer)

midoriya izuku(my hero academia)

• did I mention I love gems and jewels? Shiny things :O

• btw if someone gives me flowers, instant marriage.

• I’m a bit of a clean freak, I don’t like when a room is a mess or filthy in any way so I’m always cleaning. I make sure to have hand sanitizer or a cloth on me at all times. I’m not an overly clean freak, it depends on my environment

• I also care a lot about personal hygiene, I shower like twice a day and I do a lot of skin care.

• I tend to get worried about others and you’re thinking oh for their well being? Yes but also their hygiene lmfao

• I am a really sweet and caring person tho I tend to be too patient with people at times according to my boyfriend

• he’s right tho, I’m too nice to people who sometimes don’t deserve it

• but if someone needs confronting I’ll do so but in a mature manner

• I can tend to have an ego but not overly high, for example:

• “I mean I don’t blame them, I am really pretty”

• “I’m too pretty to die..”

• *looking into mirror and fixing hair* “huh what?”

• “just because it’s the end of the world doesn’t mean I can’t look gorg”

• “darling I’m not late I’m fashionably late, there’s a difference”

• I’m completely honest with people but if I need to lie to spare your feelings then I’ll do that or I’ll sugarcoat my honest thought

• people younger than me tend to see me as a big sister or mother figure from how I am

• I love calling others nicknames such as darling, sugar, sweetie, dear, babes, honey, sugarplum

• I love fashion and care a lot about my appearance, I tend to be a people pleaser too

• I love coffee and tea but tea is higher because it’s more calming and I love drinking it while reading or writing

• I tend to get stressed out alot cause I worry for alot of things and people even tho I shouldn’t be

• my hair is like my prized possession, it’s length..it’s reaching my bum now so it’s pretty long but I always take care of it and if anything happened to my hair I would get so mad

• makeup? I barely use any but that’s just me being lazy to actually put it on, I only use concealer cause my under eyes are horrid..goodness. Setting powder, eyeliner and eyelashes maybe lipgloss if I feel extra fancy- whoops sorry I got carried away

• favorite colours? Pink, yellow and green

• I LOVE flowers so much, I’m getting collarbone tattoos of flowers soon! My favorite flowers are sunflowers and chrysanthemums

• I HATE bugs tho with a passion and lizards, I just can’t be around them

• I would freeze up and slowly back away

• yk how everyone says fight or flight? No girly I’m freeze

• I’m afraid of thunderstorms, lightning and thunder are horrible good god

• I’m pretty calm during that time of the month but it’s mostly me whining from cramps and wanting pickles and mustard

• oh yeah I have an unhealthy love for mustard

• favorite foods? Potstickers, Salads(with dressing) and Fries

• favorite animal? Deer, turtles, jellyfish

• now I wouldn’t mind having a pet but at the same time apart of me doesn’t want them because they can make a mess at times and I don’t want fur or anything on my clothes so a fish sounds nice

• I can be flirty but that’s if I’m comfortable with you and we’re close friends, I’m also clingy but that’s if I’m REALLY fond of you

• I’m not a fan of smoking but I drink when it comes to some occasions, I’m a light weight unfortunately but I know when to stop. Tho if I had the chance to maybe get drunk I’d be a mess

• when I drink i away when I stand or walk so I have to constantly be sitting down, I’ll wanna dance a lot, I’ll be clingy with whoever is near me and I’ll be giggly

• let’s insert im with a character from that list I have from before…Sonic? Sure Sonic, it’ll go like:

• “Soniccc, babyyyy”

• “Sonic have I ever told you *giggle* that I have a huge crush on you? You’re like so handsome and amazing..” and just cling onto his arm

• lmfao why did I imagine boom!sonic

• I tend to understand how people are feeling just by looking at them, i need to vibe check people before I get to know them. If they give me a good vibe then they’re in the clear and if not then im not gonna be around them. According to everyone I know, all my feelings have been correct.

• I tend to have predictions from time to time, I either get a bad feeling about something or someone or I dream something happening and it happens irl

• it doesn’t always happen tho, only few things get predicted

• I tend to have paranormal experiences too and I tend to know when there’s another presence around which is interesting

• I believe in the paranormal based on my experiences but I’m not the stupid one to use a ouji board or do stupid rituals or taunt entities

• maybe that’s another reason for my love for horror movies

• also if someone is flirting with me, I play stupid at times or lowkey tease them about it

• “hm? What do you mean?”

• or

• “oh that’s sweet darling, so are you..”

• depends on my mood

• anyways

• is there anything else I should add?

• I randomly do stuff like lift my leg into the air or do the splits like for no reason..does that count as need to be known? Idk-

• i mean my scent- it’s Japanese cherry blossom perfume, everyone seem to love my scent so thought it was necessary

• I have a sucking addiction and before you all say something, I mean I have an addiction to wanting to suck on something like a lollipop or popsicle, like my mouth needs to be occupied sometimes but not all the time

• good god if I don’t wear my glasses I’m completely blind I’m telling you my eyesight is so horrible darling you wouldn’t believe

• I love this thing I told someone the other day and I’m gonna quote it

• friend: I need to take you on a roller coaster some day

Me: I dunno..it might ruin my hair

• sigh I’ll never get why I’m like this

• I love library trips but no one exactly wants to go with me so it’s always a solo trip

• I also love sleeping and taking naps, I tend to need them. I can’t stay up late tho so idk why I’m constantly tired

• I feel like I’ve been rambling for too long now..hm

• I think that’s all??

• thank you for patiently reading through this sweethearts! I hope this is helpful for if I ever put in a request or if you wanted to get to know me then I’m flattered you read this, we should totally talk in dms if you’re interested!

[xoxo-teddybear]

Oh, The Lies You Tell - Bakugou Katsuki - pt. 1

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, trauma, abuse, betrayal, fluff, slice of life, smut, cursing, manipulation, possible spoilers, physical harm, 18+

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Ep. Warnings: cursing, mentions of abuse and manipulation, slice of life(ish), manga spoilers!!

A/N: Ok so this is just what I daydream about, and since ima tv addict, I’m involving some “Avatar: The Last Airbender” related things, but a little different. This is more of an introduction to our character but I hope you enjoy!

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9

Summary: It’s Y/N’s first day at UA.....as a “former” villain

“Y/N L/N. She’s a new transfer student. Treat her with your respect and do your best to take care of her.” The tired teacher spoke.

“.......Hey. Please treat me well.” The intimidating girl said as she bowed in respect.

Now if you were to see Y/N on the streets as a stranger, you wouldn’t even think she would have this threatening aura. The class agreed. She’s gorgeous. From a far, you would think she’s a sweetheart, But the girl had a cold, calm stare in her E/C eyes. There was actually no way to describe it. It was just chilling to the bone.

Not only that, but it was clear you were a little rebel. Mainly because of the way you decided to change up your uniform. Your sleeves were torn off to make your button up top some sort of tight fitted turtle neck with a tie that was complimenting your busty figure. Especially since it was tightly tucked into your skirt, pressing against your torso instead of loosely sitting in there like the other girls. You also added a small dark brown belt to cover where your skirt and top meet. Your waist gave the perfect show of how curvaceous you truly were. Your thighs were deliciously thick and your ass must’ve been a perfect peach, considering it caused your skirt to seem a little too small for you. Instead of the typical shoes and knee high socks, you opted for thigh high dark brown leather boots that folded at the top to match your belt. No heel though, of course. Gotta keep it casual. You finished off your rebellious look with a pair of black leather fingerless gloves. Do you look like trouble? Yup. Do you look hot as hell though? You bet.

“You may be seated next to Katsuki Bakugou.” Your new teacher spoke. Before anybody else could give an indication of who this “Bakugou” boy was, an electric blonde spoke up.

“Be careful with that one pretty lady, he’s our resident hot head.” The boy spoke while the entire class giggled.

“Shut it dunce face.” Your eyes shifted from one blonde to another. This time with a spiky head of ash blonde hair and piercing red eyes. As you walk towards your new seat, you made eye contact with the spiky blonde, you saw the look on his face. Just like everyone else, a face of fear and shock, except this time the person didn’t know who you were.

Bakugou could definitely say upon first glance, you were definitely something fierce. It threw him off just how powerful your presence was. He quickly turned away as you took your seat.

As class began, everyone had their eyes on Y/N. Some admiring her beauty, others wary of her aura, and some too nervous to mention their newfound fear of her. In the middle of Mr. Aizawa’s boring lecture, a scratch at the door could be heard.

‘A scratch?’ Everyone thought. But Y/N knew exactly who it was.

When Mr. Aizawa went to open the door, in came what appears to be a wolf-dog. Mr. Aizawa seemed to casually accept it and just expected you to explain. He was too tired to deal with this crazy shit.

“Oh..there you are Rumor. Took you long enough to find this place.” The creature, also somehow intimidating, simply just huffed at the girl and layed down next to her seat in between her and Bakugou.

“L/N, please explain to the class why Rumor is here. They clearly seem to be confused.” Y/N looked around the room to see her new classmates staring at her and her furry friend.

“*sigh* he’s my animal companion.” You simply stated. Apparently it didn’t satisfy your peers because a freckled, green haired boy spoke up.

“Animal companion? Like a service dog?” The timid boy asked. You secretly rolled your eyes at the fact you’ll have to answer this question again. That is until Bakugou spoke.

“You damn nerd, if he was a service dog, she woulda said that now, don’t ‘cha think?” ‘Dunce face and a damn nerd huh? Wonder what new nickname this hedgehog will give me.’ Your little quip made you give the smallest smile with a quiet laugh to yourself

What you didnt realize was that during your little moment, Bakugou was watching you the entire time. He fought the blush that was threatening to rise and successfully won. ‘The hell?’ Bakugou thought. Since when did he blush?

“He’s right. Rumor isn’t my service dog, he’s my animal companion. And no, not my pet. He’s more like a close friend. My best friend if anything. He’s also not a dog either, he’s a changeling.” You explained hoping someone else knew what a changeling was. Thankfully, the “damn nerd” did.

“Changeling? I thought they were just a myth.” He said. “What the heck is a changeling, Deku?” You turned and saw it was a girl with a round face and pink cheeks. ‘Deku? How rude’ you thought to yourself.

“Changelings were rumored to be magical like beasts who could take the form of any animal they chose. Those forms could be as real as eagles and bears or as mythical as dragons and unicorns. They could also change the size of their form too. Am I right, L/N?” Deku asked you.

“You’re completely right, Deku.” The green haired boy blushed at his nickname on your tongue. “Rumor can be any creature I command. His wolf-dog form is his casual form though. It’s the form he took at birth I guess.”

“You guess?��� Bakugou asked.

“Yes, I guess. I didn’t have Rumor since he was born. I found him while I was on a walk in the forest. We just clicked, and he followed me home. That’s when I discovered his powers and what he was, and seeing that changelings were only rumored to have existed, I thought it would’ve been a fitting name. We’ve been together ever since, and not only does he work as a friend, he’s a fighter too. He’s like a partner to me which is exactly why principle Nezu allowed him to attend UA with me. I guess you could say he’s part of my...uhm..quirk” You thoroughly explained. You couldn’t help it. You loved talking about Rumor. He was your best friend and definitely one of a kind.

Rumor looked up at you and barked. You turned to pet him on the head and gave him a little smile. Something that didn’t go unnoticed by the resident hot head, which once again caused him to fight back a blush. ‘The fuck is going on with me today?’ The blonde thought to himself. Finally satisfied with the answers, the class picked up where they left off and continued to learn about quirks which didn’t seem all that useful to you since....you don’t have one.

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Later

“Remember, we will all be meeting at gym gamma tomorrow morning, so don’t bother coming to the classroom. Just meet up there with any comfortable gym wear.” Mr. Aizawa said at the end of the day.

“Yes sir!” The class all said. “L/N stay behind, I need to speak to you and Rumor.” The tired teacher said with a yawn.

“Yes sir.” You calmly replied.

As the class gathered their things to leave, some came up to speak to you. First it was Deku and the round faced girl.

“Welcome to UA L/N. My name is Izuku Midoriya!” Deku said.

“Oh my apologies. I thought I heard that your name was Deku.” You said so nonchalantly with your sweet voice.

“Well it’s just a nickname that started up with Kacchan.” The boy was now blushing in slight embarrassment while rubbing the back of his head.

“Kacchan? I’m sorry, I don’t know who that is.” You said.

“Oh right! My bad, Kacchan is Bakugou. It’s a name I gave him during our childhood.” He stated.

“Seems a little mean.” You chuckled

“Yeah but he’s always been like that.” The boy smiled with a small laugh.

“I think I can tell. He must be really nice to Deku and Dunce face.”

You both shared a laugh at your little sarcastic poke at the explosive blonde that the girl was feeling a little left out.

“Anyways, I’m Ochako Uraraka! I was really hoping I could talk to you more but Deku over here can’t seem to keep his mouth shut.” the girl slightly teased.

“Meh. No worries. We’re gonna be stuck together for the next few years. We have plenty of time to get to know each other.” You so kindly spoke as you gathered your stuff.

“Totally! We can-“ Uraraka was cut off by a very handsome two toned boy with a scar. He definitely reminded you of some you knew. You watched as he came up to speak to Midoriya.

“Hey, Midoriya. Did you want to...” you tuned out his conversation. You simply just stared at him in awe. No doubt about it. He was definitely Dabi’s brother. But he was a whole lot more handsome.

The boy caught onto your staring and introduced himself.

“Hello L/N, my name is Shoto Todoroki. You may know me from my father, Endeavor, but I assure you, I’m nothing like him. In fact it’s safe to say I hate him.” He stated ever so calmly. ‘Wow. So blunt. And I guess hating Endeavor runs in the family’

“Hey it’s fine. I get it, daddy issues.” You nervously laughed but this seemed to strike an interest in Todoroki as he seem to have wanted to continue bashing both of your fathers until he was interrupted by Bakugou.

“You’re in my way Icy-hot.” ‘Jeez, another nickname?’ You thought.

“Then move to another side.” Todoroki quickly came back with.

This caused you to now openly give a quiet laugh, you could already tell what kind of relationship those two have. During your small laugh, Bakugou once again caught himself staring, except this time, he was caught. And it was by you.

You both made eye contact once again. As he stared into your E/C colored eyes, and you stared into his rubied gems, you both grew a slight blush on your cheeks and the 3 standing next to you both took notice.

“Hey..” you sweetly said.

“..........hey.” He replied and quickly looked away embarrassed. That peaceful little moment made your heart stir. Something that hasn’t happened in a long time. If felt calming, loving, happy...and weird and confusing. Thankfully, Dunce face came up to flip the switch.

“Wow Kacchaaannn,” the electric blonde said wiggling his brows. “Never seen you blush like that. You got a little crush on the new gir-“

“SHUT UP SPARK PLUG!” Bakugou exclaimed as he quickly made his way out of the classroom.

“Hey why you gotta be so mean all the time man!” Dunce face cried out.

“I SAID SHUT UP” Bakugou screamed from down the hall. ‘Well he certainly is interesting.....and cute’

“Ah jeez, whatever,” the blonde sighed before you seemed to have caught his attention.

“Well hey there pretty lady,” he started “I’m Denki Kaminari and you are one gorgeous girl. And you definitely got a rockin’ bod-“ he was cut off by our scary teacher.

“That’s enough Kaminari, I need to speak to L/N. Now all of you, out.” He commanded.

They all took their leave thinking about how cool and kind you were. Oh how wrong they were. The little act you put up sure was convincible. Hell, the only thing you genuinely meant was that Todoroki and Bakugou were cute and the blush that came up whenever Bakugou stared at you. You still couldn’t explain it but you brushed it off.

When all were gone, you mentally took notes of their names and possible quirks.

Izuku Midoriya. Alias: Damn Nerd and Deku. Quirk: unknown.

Ochako Uraraka. Alias: unknown. Quirk: unknown.

Shoto Todoroki. Alias: Icy-hot. Quirk: possibly related to cold and heat

Denki Kaminari. Alias: Dunce Face and Spark Plug. Quirk: possibly related to electricity

Katsuki Bakugou. Alias: Kacchan. Quirk: unknown

“L/N.” Your teacher snapped you out of your quick thought and got you focused.

“You seemed to be very comfortable with telling them about Rumor.” Mr. Aizawa said with an eyebrow raised.

“Well he is my best friend. I could go on and on about Rumor for hours if people didn’t stop me. And you can’t lie, he is pretty interesting. Especially his fighting style. You would know all about that, wouldn’t you....Eraser Head?” You said with a sinister smile.

You were well aware that Aizawa knew Rumor’s capabilities very well. You were also aware he knew much about yours too. I mean, you both have fought each other before. And one of you almost didn’t make it out alive. Hint hint, it wasn’t you.

“You are to address me as Aizawa Sensei or Mr. Aizawa, Titania.” He sternly said.

“Ouch, the villain name? I thought the past was the past. There’s a good inside me, dont you remember? You were the one who said it after all. You were even the one who recommended an S-Class villain like me should join UA.” You snidely replied.

*flashback*

As you fought against the skilled pro, you could tell he was getting weaker and weaker by the second. You used your air bending to push him back, crushing him into the wall, and keep him far away. Before you could send Rumor in to finish the job, a hand on your shoulder stopped you.

“Kurogiri? What are you doing here?” You stopped fighting and quickly turned to your superior in a fearful and shaky manner. Although you were much stronger than him and could easily take him down, you knew better. Your mind had already been so manipulated into thinking you were the weakest villain in the league, when it reality, you were strong enough to take down Shigaraki in a snap...but you didn’t need to know that.

Eraser Head, too tired and beaten to even pick himself up off the ground watched the interaction from the distance.

“You were told to collect intel, not fight a pro.” The black fog stated.

“Well yes, but he tried to stop me an-“ he silenced you with a smack to the face. Kurogiri was a respectful man...in ways...but he was just following orders on how to treat Y/N.

“If he tried to stop you, you run away.” He said, matter of factly.

“But he-“ once again, he cut you off but this time with a louder voice.

“But nothing! You were to gather intel and report back to base. Not fight. If you got into trouble, you are to run away, and use your bending and Rumor as assistance.” He stated.

“Yes sir. I’m sorry sir.” You said with your head bowed down in dishonor.

Aizawa could already tell from afar how controlled you were. In past fights, he’s noticed how you were so quick to succumb to any villain in the league, and you were always so willing to go back to them no matter how many times you could’ve ran away on your own. It was like they had something you needed, or more so it was them that you needed. For survival, perhaps?

“Did you even gather the information we needed?” Kurogiri asked.

Your silence gave him all the answers he needed. With a disappointing glare he reached for you, when you flinched at just the slighted movement, Aizawa knew something was wrong. Yes you were a villain, but it was clear you were also a manipulated child. So he acted quick, and attacked Kurogiri, knocking him out, and grabbed you. Before you both took off, you threw one of your earrings at kurorgiri’s unconscious body, knowing he’ll know what to do once he sees it. As he ran with you, he took notice of the animal behind him that followed you. When he finally landed on a cliff hanging over the city, he placed you down to sit on the grass and looked at you before speaking.

“I can see it. All of it. They’re controlling you aren’t they?” The pro-hero spoke.

“Excuse me? Nobody is controlling anybody! I choose to follow orders!” You yelled as Rumor came up to you.

“What is that thing?” Aizawa asked.

“He’s my friend and you won’t harm him!” You said while grabbing onto Rumor.

The pro took note of that word you used. Friend. Villains don’t have friends, they don’t have anybody but goons and partners in crime. Literally. You were definitely different compared to these other villains.

“I have no intentions on harming you or your friend.” The pro spoke.

“So what do you want with me.”

“....Simple. I want you to go to school, live in the dorm rooms, eat good food, train more to become better as a person and fighter, and make more friends. I see a good in you Titania, you deserve a good life. Not one controlled by villains where you do their bidding for what? Survival?” Aizawa said as he crossed his arms while looking at you.

You were in shock. He was able to figure you out. Well, he figured out why you were with the league. Survival. But it doesn’t matter, you were so brainwashed that you were convinced anyone outside the league wanted to kill you...at least that’s what the LOV told you.

“I don’t want to go to school, I want to go back home to the league.” You said while looking down and holding onto your furry friend.

“Home? UA could give you a better home.”

You looked up in shocked at his words. He wanted you to attend school at UA? You know that place. That’s the one place where the league has been so invested in ever since All Might joined the staff there. Suddenly, an idea came into thought. You knew exactly how you were gonna get into the league’s good graces and out of the cold shadow.

“UA?....That’s where you want me to go? How the hell am I supposed to get in there? I’m a known villain genius.” You sarcastically said.

“A villain hidden behind a full face mask. People don’t know your true identity, and did you ever think that maybe the league wants it that way?” He said

“Are you saying you know who I truly am?” You questioned him.

“No, but that doesn’t matter right now. If you want to go to UA, I can help you. I’m a teacher there and I can put in a good word for you. Sure it will take a lot of convincing but I’m willing to do it. Using UA as a reformatory program for you could be benefitting you in more ways than one. So if going to UA is what you really want, I’m more than happy to help you Titania.”

You couldn’t believe it. Your heart was so excited. You were finally going to get away from this horrible life of crime and killing. Away from the abuse and blood. Away from the league. But your brain was telling you to deny it all. You were safer with the league, everyone is out to get you, and you will die without the villains help. But a bark broke you out of thought.

You turned to your side to see what seems to be a smile on Rumor’s face. He was wagging his tail and sticking his tongue out while giving you puppy dog eyes. It appears he knew what was going on and he seemed excited. For your best friend, the world. So you gave in...happily.

“Y/N.” You said while getting up off the ground.

“Huh?” The pro spoke.

“My name is Y/N L/N, and I’d be happy to join UA.” You said with a smile and tears of joy filling you eyes. Rumor happily barked at the pro as well.

“Well alright then,” the pro said sticking out his hand for you to shake, “Y/N L/N, welcome to UA.”

As you shook his hand your smile held a thousand words. Happiness, excitement, villainy, and sin. Sure you were going to benefit yourself, but you were also going to benefit the league.

*Present Time*

“I was hoping I’d get more respect from you considering I was the one who got you into UA,” Aizawa tiredly said while turning his head towards the ceiling and crossing his arms. “But I guess that mischief and attitude just comes with the deal.”

“Correct.” You simply said.

“So are you willing to tell them what your “quirk” is? You seemed so open about Rumor, I thought your powers would be the same.” Aizawa pressed on.

“Not sure yet. I only just met the students. They seem nice.” You said while looking at your now very interesting shoes.

“They’re a crazy bunch, but they’re incredible friends. They could be great friends to you too Y/N.” You looked back up at him with hope, but quickly remembered why you were there in the first place.

The teacher took noticed of this and continued. “Either way, they’ll have to see what you got tomorrow. In gym gamma we’ll be doing some sparring including our quirks, so you’ll have to show them all that you can do.” He said.

He saw how that made you nervous. Not because you were scared to speak about or show your abilities, but because you knew you would be hit with thousands of questions. Oh how annoyed you must be.

“Understood.” You said to him as if you were a soldier. He won’t get used to that. He’ll have to make sure you know it’s ok to speak to people as..well people, and not like everyone is your superior.

“Good,” he began to walk to his yellow sleeping bag to pick it up, “now head to the front of the school. I left an escort for you to help guide you to your dorm room. That person will also be a guide in all things UA for you so be nice. You’ll be stuck with them for awhile. That is all, you can go now.”

As you and Rumor made your way to the front, you had so many questions going on in your mind. Should you make new friends or keep them at a distance? Should you completely drop the league and join UA? Should you blow your cover and expose why your truly there? What to do, what to do.

When you made it to the front, you finally saw your escort, and you couldn’t help but give a little smirk.

“Hey..”

A/N: If y’all wanna see the clothes that inspired Y/N’s uniform, check this out!!!

A/N: Damn guys, I know I’ve only just started writing but this is kinda the story I imagine in my mind at night. So I thought it would be fun to give it to reality. So here’s my first FanFic😅 hopefully it doesn’t turn out too terrible, but I promise to work on my skills and improve. Also, if you need a reference to what Y/N’s uniform looks like, search up “Akame from Akame Ga Kill.” That’s the look that heavily inspired Y/N’s new uniform. And if you’re confused on what the boots look like, search up “Lucy Heartfilia thigh high boots,” bc those are the EXACT boots I imagine on Y/N except in a darker brunette color to match the belt. Once again, NOT spell checked so my apologies for any mistakes. I hope you enjoyed pt. 1! And if this goes well, tell me if you’d like a pt. 2! I love to hear feedback! Thx <3