#my face almost feels wet looking at izuku

[sugarwarachan]

thinking about izuku missing you on a long mission - mdni

your phone rings as you’re curling your body into bed, izuku’s familiar face lighting up your screen.

“hi sweetheart,” he says the moment you pick up. no matter how long you’ve been with izuku, the fact that years of pro hero work have scraped at his vocal cords always makes your stomach drop. the slight rasp makes his soft voice sound dangerous. "how’s my girl?"

you squish your face into the pillow, cradling the phone close. "okay. be better with you here."

"missing me, baby?" you hear rustling on his end, followed by a low grunt. "as much as I’m missing you?"

arousal hits you like a truck.

an image fills your head of izuku with his pants shucked down to his ankles, shirt between his teeth and hips desperately lifting off the bed. you roll onto your back, snaking a hand down into your pajama shorts. izuku’s unabashed desire for you never fails to make you wet, and sure enough, your fingers slide through your folds easily.

“wanna see, izu?”

he exhales sharply. “fuck. yeah, i’m gonna need to see you, baby. already soaking wet for me?”

you might hate to be apart from izuku for a mission, but you love what it does to his mouth. he hisses through his teeth when the picture you send goes through.

"love how wide you’re spreading those pretty legs, sweetheart." izuku’s voice is gravelly and rough. "missing my cock the way I’m missing your pussy? my fist isn’t the fucking same, princess, you know that? doesn’t grip me tight and snug like you do."

your skin flashes hot. "need me wrapped around you, izu?"

he groans low and filthy. your pussy flutters around nothing as you rub little circles on your clit. you might cum just from this, you think wildly.

"when I get home, I’m making you cum at least five times before I get my dick in you," izuku pants, teeth clenched between gasps. it’s been a week since he’s touched you, and not a single thing has relieved the ache in his cock. "want the lower half of my face fucking soaked in you, sweetheart, wanna ruin our sheets."

you whimper. his hand slides over the head of his cock, thumb rough over the slit, just like the way you touch him.

"fuck, you like the sound of that, don’t you? you’re making the sounds you make when you’re close."

"izu, honey, I wanna hear you cum first, okay?" it’s like you can barely get the sentence out. he bucks his hips hard into the ring of his fist.

"fuck. next time, baby, okay? cum with me now, can you do that?" he hears what sounds like sheets rustling and imagines you nodding your head furiously. god, you’re so fucking cute when you’re like this, pliant and begging. "rub that swollen clit of yours for me, I know you’re almost there. I’m right behind you, sweet girl."

"izuuuu," you wail. he’s memorized what you look like before you fall apart, head tossed back, eyes rolling up in your head, full mouth chanting his name. he conjures the image now, matches it to the sounds falling from your lips.

"there's my fucking girl, let me hear you." he feels his orgasm unfurl in his lower stomach, a keening ache that makes his rhythm falter.

can't wait till i'll home with you. don't forget to clean yourself up, baby. don't groan," he chuckles softly. "i'll be home soon enough to do it for you, and you know you don't like going to bed sticky."

"especially if you're not the cause," you tease sleepily. "night, izu. love you."

"love you, sweetheart. be home soon."

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[iiraven]

When Izuku lines his cock with your dripping cunt, he pauses. 

The two of you have spend over an hour with foreplay alone; him going down on you and then fucking you with his fingers before plunging his tongue back inside of your pussy again and again and again. You’ve lost count of how many times he’s made you cum, and your entire body feels almost numb safe for your aching cunt, left waiting for his thick cock. 

He watches as you clench around nothing, hips still stuttering and Izuku is not sure if that’s from your previous orgasm or if it’s an unconscious desire to have him inside of him. Regardless, he’s so mesmerised by you, your body, your wet cunt, your swollen clit that he doesn’t even notice the way he gently strokes your thighs as he stares.

“Izuku?” you look up at his face, his cheeks flushed and mouth slightly agape as if he’s never seen your naked before. 

But Izuku doesn’t look up at your face when he gently mumbles “’m sorry” before suddenly lifting your hips of the bed and putting his face back between your thighs.

You gasp at the sudden feeling “Izuku!” but can’t say anything more as he eats you out like a starved man, licking and sucking, letting the mess of your fluids drip down his chin. 

He only pulls back slightly to plunge two digits inside of you, curing them slightly as he’s done so many times before. You shake beneath him, eyes watering “I c-can’t, ‘s too much, I can’t cum again!” 

But your boyfriend leans back and kisses your thigh “yes you can, pretty girl. Look how well your pussy is taking my fingers” he speeds up his pace, the sounds of your juices just as obscene as the sight before him. “You wanna be my good girl don’t you? Cum all over my fingers? I just want to watch your pussy cum for me, you can do that, can’t you? You can do that for me?”

And of course you can, you can never say no to Izuku. 

[pityslash]

eye for an eye.

rain beat against the windows of your home, rattling glass and you always wondered what you’d do if a storm broke through. you really should have gone grocery shopping last week. what day was it?

the weekend. bless all might, it goes by so fast. the sun had started to set and you hadn’t thought about dinner. your friend's birthday is next month, maybe you should start picking out a gift?

your screen lights up and you realize your phone has timed out. there’s new messages from the group chat, mentions from multiple people you didn’t know.

[6:03PM pinky sent a message: ONGG guys have you seen bakugo’s post????????]

your interest was piqued, katsuki? that must mean he was finally back from the mission overseas. he was never one for social media, he goes offline months at a time and was always the last to know of articles or trends— being in the public eye was exhausting.

[red riot sent a message: haha mina you’re always the first one to see

pinky: DUHHHH HE

pinky: HE VANISHES OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH IM SHOCKED HE POSTED RN

pinky: i SCREENSHOTTED IT Y/N WAKE UP YOUR MAN POSTED AND UR SO CUTE IN IT]

you left the chat on seen, checking his profile and there you find a new photo on his page. the caption was nothing but a single emoji, and you feel butterflies in your stomach the more you scroll through the photos, all but the last slide being him and random pictures with izuku and shoto.

no, the last one was you. a muted video from the last date you two went on, almost a month ago. you were busy slurping your favorite ramen and bakugo’s face was hardly visible, but from his eyes everyone and their mother could tell he was grinning.

your face is red as it plays once more, that bastard.

“babe, look.” your mouth is wide open when you look over, just to see yourself with that goddamn record button taunting your very existence. he lets out a laugh, brash and so recognizable throughout japan. “katsuki stop—!?”

the mighty hero throws an arm around your neck, heavy on your shoulders. so he pulls you closer, the smell of black pepper strong, and he gives you a big kiss on the lips. “nah, gotta show the world.”

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“i’m home.” his voice was loud, but so different from how he was on live television. he always acted differently around you. you turn around, throw your phone onto the small table and see katsuki standing at the door, soaking wet.

he struggles to take off his boots. “oh my god.” you said. “i just mopped the floor this morning.”

but you can’t dwell on it when he’s finally back. “welcome home,” so you reach for his shoulders, leaning up to kiss the scar across his cheek to his jaw, skin sunken but it healed just fine, something you were more than grateful for. “i missed you, beautiful.”

katsuki returns the favor, eyes heavy and muscles sore. he lets out a deep breath, “gon’ shower.”

“okay..” the hero was already peeling his uniform off, dragging his feet to the bedroom.

birthmarks you’ve memorized dotted his arms and shoulders, and you catch the largest scar uncomfortably on his spine— “.. wash up and then you can tell me everything, i’ll warm up leftovers! your favorite.”

katsuki acknowledges with a hum and you’re left alone in the living room, heeding for the sound of running water.

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[red-writes]

On a dark and stormy night

professor! izuku midoriya x student! reader

summary: reader is in love with her professor and izuku is weak when it comes to you...

content contains: daddy kink, spanking, squirting, smut, the nickname 'little girl', reader gets her back blown out.

red's note: a little darker than what I typically write also am I slowly developing a daddy kink? who knows

it's pouring outside but you're not willing to turn around now. your hair is sticking to your face, your jeans are clingy and cold and you can't seem to rid yourself of the chill that the poor weather brings you. your finger hovers over the doorbell, hand shaking as you decide to press the small button. you've been to his house so many times but it feels different right now, feels like you're making a mistake. the lightning that cracks in the sky makes you jump and almost solidifies that gut feeling as truth but as you're about to turn around the door opens.

"y/n?" he asks, then he gasps and pulls you inside. his house is warm and yet you still don't stop shivering.

"you're soaking wet-- how did you get here?" he asks as he runs to the sofa and drapes you in a blanket, every time you've come to his house he always drove you seeing as he lived further than any professor on campus. he ushers you from the doorway after you kick off your shoes and you don't open your mouth to respond, instead you grab his arm and he halts in his tracks.

"are you okay? what's going--" his words get caught in his throat as he witnesses you. you've dropped the blanket onto the floor and you begin undoing the clasp on the front of your top before it slides off your shoulders.

"'m cold professor.." you say, voice small and izuku swallows hard as you unbutton your jeans, sliding them down your thighs before kicking them away. you unhook your bra and let your breasts free for deku's eyes to swallow whole.

"please warm me up" you plead as you reach for his hand and place it on your hot mound. izuku swallows yet again and his mouth is held open for a moment before he speaks, shocked at your bold display.

"you don't know what you're doing..what you're asking me to do" he says, but doesn't move his hand.

"don't you want me professor?" you look down at the erection poking against the fabric of his sweatpants. "it looks like you do"

he shakes his head 'no' but again makes no move to push you away and so you walk closer to him, so close that your chests are pressed against each other and he sucks in a breath, he can feel how hard your nipples are through the thinness of his t-shirt. he can't do this, he shouldn't do this. you're his student, someone who admires and looks up to him by indulging in this he would be way out of bounds. he could lose his job, he could lose everything.

"y/n..you're just confused. I know, after having those conversations about your life growing up and your father not really being there for you, having a person like me step into that role has you wanting to cling onto me, to have me fill the void of your dad but I'm not him and we shouldn't be doing this. if you leave now, I'll forget it ever happened. I'll pretend I never saw you like this" he states, firmly although his voice wavers when he feels your wetness soak his fingers from over your panties.

"fine" you say and pull away from him, izuku is relieved, thinking you've finally come to your senses but instead you pull down your underwear and kick them to the side, you bend over the back of his couch and spread your pussy lips open for him to see.

"you're right professor, I want you to be my daddy." you turn your head behind you to look at him and your fingers find your clit as you rub circles onto the twitching bud. "professor, don't you want to be my daddy? please say yes daddy...I need you" you moan and izuku's cock drips pre-cum into his underwear, cock hard and pulsing at your words. his feet are glued to the floor but his eyes are focused on every sway of your hips, every press of your fingers onto your clit.

"daddy, please, come fuck me daddy" you whine as you slip two fingers in your soaking cunt and begin fucking yourself with them. izuku curses under his breath and walks over to you taking your fingers out your cunt, he uses that same arm to pull you up and he smashes his mouth against yours. your hands are quick to find the band of his of sweatpants and shoving the grey fabric down his thighs, just enough to expose his cock. you lean back over the couch and he strokes his cock a few times before pressing the reddened mushroom tip against your fluttering hole. in one even thrust he's fully seated inside of you. the girth of his cock had your hands squeezing the back of the couch for dear life. every thrust he gave you felt like he was knocking the wind straight out of your lungs.

"does my little girl like that? does she love the feeling of her daddy's cock stretching her out?" and your cunt squeezes around his cock at the sound of the nickname falling from his lips.

"yes daddy!" you cry and he does as you ask, his thrusts become harder, rocking your body forward and his cock grinds against that soft spot inside your cunt, making your eyes roll as his fat tip assaults it with ease. he slaps your ass and the sting has your cunt squeezing his cock like a vice and izuku nearly cums at the feeling. he raises his hand and slaps your ass again, this time you cum from the burning sensation left behind on your ass cheek. your eyes roll back into your head and your body trembles underneath him as your orgasm washes over you. but he doesn't stop, he keeps spanking you until your ass is raw and bruised just so he can feel that vice-like grip on his cock. you're well past overstimulated, the feeling of getting your cunt fucked on top of having your ass spanked until it was painful had yet another orgasm drawn out of you a rush of liquid shot out of your cunt and onto the man behind you as well as the floor.

"no..stop daddy 'm squirting! stop stop aah!" you cried but he didn't, he couldn't, not when the girl he'd been lusting after for months finally forces his hand. not when he was so close to cumming. izuku looked up from the place where you two met and looked at your fucked-out face, eyes hazy with drool dripping out the side of your mouth. with a mumbled 'fuck' he felt his balls tighten as he came. his hips didn't stop immediately, his thrusts were shallow and he laid on top of you as he finished emptying his load into you.

he only moved off of you when he felt himself soften inside of you. when he pulled away a mixture of your cum dripped out of you and onto the floor beneath you.

"let's get you cleaned up" he says and you stand back up on wobbly legs and walk until you sit on the couch. he follows you and you pull him by his t-shirt to the floor in front of you and it's clear what you want him to do.

"daddy will you eat your little girls pussy, please?"

izuku gulps. his eyes dart from your eyes to your swollen, ruined cunt. his cock was already beginning to swell with blood once more. you were dangerous but izuku just couldn't resist you.

[lovelykil]

sunny─

ᯓ izuku midoriya

note; it's HOT

(black reader implied)

the sun has been pretty brutal since summer was approaching, everything is hot. Walking is hot, talking is hot, eating is hot, everything is so fucking hot.

yet here you are with Izuku OUTSIDE in this hot ass weather for practice. You're wearing a noodle strap black shirt with some shorts and running shoes, he's practically wearing the same aswell.

black looked real good on him you weren't gonna lie, you caught him in your gaze but you were too hot to say it to him so you just gawked at him from a distance.

"hey I love you and all but not this much, I wanna go inside izu." You yelled out to him from under a tree that provided shade for you. You picked up a cold water bottle and held it to your sticky dark skin.

you could've sworn you just saw heaven.

Izuku shakes his hand in the air after practicing his new ability in this secluded area away from the school. He turns towards you, he's sweating like crazy but he still seems to have a determined look on his face.

"You could've gone inside already, I'm gonna be out here for awhile." You set the cool water bottle down and look at him, standing still. Your cheek is wet and cool almost feels like it's burning, weird.

"yeah well you know I'm stubborn, now come here you need to cool down." You motion your finger indicating for him to come your way. He shakes his head, refusing your orders.

"I appreciate it but no thank you, I'm good. I can't stop now I think I've gotten a hang with this blackwhip abili—"

"Izuku Midoriya come here I'm not asking you boy." With a sharp and firm tone, you hissed, your eyes pierced into his soul as you held your own bottle of water. Izu squirmed nervously, he looked a bit spooked his feet moved on their own now as he swiftly approached you.

"I mean of course I want a break! Breaks are awesome ahaha!" You watch him with an unfazed look clicking your tongue and shaking your head. But you smile nonetheless once he gets closer.

from up close, you could see the beads of sweat drip down the sides of his white skin, a drip of sweat you saw glistened down his structured lovely neck, your dark cheeks flushed.

"damn, why'd we wear black shirts if it so hot out.." You cleared your throat, bending down to retrieve another water bottle. Izuku pinched his shirt and held it away from his skin to let air in,

"this was my only clean shirt, for practice at least." He blushes shyly, he hadn't done his laundry yet. Your lips curl, grinning at him.

"you're so stupid, c'mere now." You shake the water of bottle in your grasp. He obeys like a puppy and steps a little closer.

you take your bottle of water and his and press it against his hot skin, you rub the cold bottle on his cheek and the other near his neck.

his eyes flicker shut and he moans in delight, you chuckle at him. He's so cute.

"you glad I didn't leave?" You raise your brow. He opens his eyes slowly, still in a daze from being in Iceland heaven.

"I didn't want you to leave anyway.." He mumbled. A shy smile paints your face, you step closer to him. He's a bit taller than you so you look up.

"kiss now." now he's the one blushing.

"a kiss??" He suddenly snaps out of his icy daydream and looks at you, wide eye. You nod.

you take the bottle that rested on his neck and hold it to his other cheek, his eyes roll back from the feeling.

"o-ohmm..."

"pleaseee." you plea. His eyes flutter back open again and looks at you. Your wide begging eyes and pouting lips make him blush. All because you want to kiss him.

he leans his head down a bit and shyly grins.

"okay."

you can't hold back your excited smile connecting your lips with his, the cute giddy expression is so infectious that it infects him like a virus. He struggles to kiss back normally due to his lips curling every second into the cold kiss. Your lips playfully dance with his, trying to remain calm but you giggle with him nonetheless, moving your faces back and forth he's too cute you just can't seem to kiss him so seriously neither can he.

after the childish kiss, you peck his wet freckled cheek, removing the water bottle away. His smile is so giddy now he can't contain his blush.

you look at him once more and sigh.

"izu you're so cute baby," He simply shys away, fidgeting with his fingers.

"i-"

"now can we PLEASE get back inside."

"o-oh right! Sure yeah, I think I'm done for the day anyway.."

[cofay]

Winter nights❄️

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I mean you liked everything about Shoto from his hair his eyes his lips his hands absolutely everything

He’s been your crush for a while now and the year is coming close to a end for everyone else this may seem like good news you know they get to spend the winter break with their family, friends even girlfriend and boyfriend whatever they just have someone to spend it with. And you well.

You didn’t.

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You were sitting alone in your room writing a letting that you would give to Shoto at least three days before winter break. As you were writing you heard a knock at your door you shoved the letter in your desk and got up turning and making sure that there’s no evidence of your letter. I mean you need to hide because if anyone finds out it will spread like wildfire..and you do not want it getting to Shoto.

You opened up the door finding Uraraka standing there. “Hey!! Um I just wanted to drop by and ask you something” You opened the door letting her in and closing it before sitting on the bed with her next to you.

“So what’s up.”

“Uh so…Izuku and I wanted to have like some sort of friends night out like a small movie night and we’ll…I just wanted to see if you wanted to join.”

“I don’t really know…”

“SHOTOS GOING TO BE THERE” she blurts out

“Wait what?”

“I know how you want to tell Shoto that you like him and we’ll….i kinda….had….sit something up…” she says smiling sheepishly

“WHAT? Wait— you planned something for just us two?”

“I can’t say all the details but…I just need you to show up okay?”

“Uhm…fine okay.”

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Welp it was time to leave the comfort of your dorm and meet up with them outside. You put on your best outfit slipping on your jacket and grabbing your scarf wrapping it around your neck you grab the note off your desk quickly sticking a small bow onto it before putting it in your pocket.

As you walked to the door you wanted to rethink everything..why did Uraraka plan this..why are you giving it to him way early now and most importantly will he even say yes. As the thoughts swarmed your head you failed to see Shoto standing at the sidewalk corner by himself, you make your way to him.

“H-hi Shoto…”

“Where are the others..?”

“I don’t know?…”

You guys sat there in silence for about five minutes before you heard a deep sigh

“Come on let’s go.”

“Where are we going?

“To a park I know”

You nod following him closely as you guys make it to the park you both sat down on a bench relatively close to each other. As you guys sat there you couldn’t help but feel tense. You take your hand out your pocket pulling out the small note before looking over at Shoto slightly and then just placing the note on his left thigh.

Shoto looks down at the note and he picks it up slowly..he opens it reading it. As he read you couldn’t help my at least try to peak at his expressions but what if he’s uncomfortable.. what if you just made it weird between you guys and he doesn’t like you at all. Oh my gosh you should have just thrown it in the trash I mean—

“Y/n..”

You hear the sound of Shotos voice yanking you back down to earth. You turn to face him your face already feeling hot just by being near him.

“Yes?” you say rather quickly

“Are you sure you feel this way about me?”

“I’ve always had— I mean— I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable I didn’t mean to, I just thought that while we’re alone this would be the best time to—“

A soft kiss is placed on your lips as you feel his cold hands hold your cheeks. You kiss him back gently, leaning in forward into his touch. Soon you feel a small wet drop touch your nose you open your eyes to see that it was snowing talk about good timing you pull back away from Shoto slowly.

“I like you too Y/n”

“R-really?”

I mean you were almost star struck this is real right…it has to be you finally have someone to spend the winter break with or at least something to look forward too. You couldn’t help but smile you look down holding your cheeks at your grin widens.

Finally winter won’t be that bad after all..

[mindless-existence1]

hii i hope you’re well! could you write izuku with thigh riding? ty💗💗

Authors note: Awesome request I fear I love sub izuku. This is gn reader and aged up to not be weird. Hope you enjoy!

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"Honey please I need you." Izuku whines, drawing out the syllables in please. He has been begging you for the past few minutes. "Babe I'm busy, you're being greedy." He whines at the word.

"I'm not greedy I just want your attention please." Izuku comes towards your desk where you are sitting. He pushes your rolly chair out from the desk and plops himself down onto your lap. Your hand instinctively go to his waist.

"Thought you were a good boy Izuku? Why are you misbehaving?" Izuku shakes his head at your words. He hated when you were upset with him but he didn't care he needed this. "Have you gotten spoied?"

Your hot breath fans over his ear sending shivers down his spine. Izuku grabs your shoulders tightly. Spoiled? He was not spoiled. Why were you acting so mean? You hadn't been this mean to him for a long time.

Normally a bit of begging got him his way, but he guesses he has to bring out the big guns. Hot tears start to stream down his face and into the crook of your neck.

You grab his hair and pull him away from you neck causing him to whimper at the slight pain. "Don't get me wet baby." That's really all you say? No no no this can't be right. He was crying and you don't give him?

"I need it so bad please I'm begging." He hiccups in-between words, truly desperate for whatever you have to give him. You tug at his hair causing him to lean it back and leave his neck exposed. He moans when he feels you bite down on him.

"If you want to act like a bitch in heat then ride my thigh like one." Your words stun him but he doesn't have time to process them since you are moving pack infront of your desk. You move your arms around him and begin to look at papers again.

After he doesn't move after a minute you grab his waist again. "Common thought I told you to do something." He looks at you in disbelief for a second but moves to take off his pants. You quickly stop him with a hand grabbing his.

"Who said you could do that?" Izukus face is covered in shock. There's no way you were being so....mean. "But why?" He knows he sounds whiney but he can't bring himself to care. "Because you've gotten spoiled now get to riding before I get even more pissed."

With a whimper he moves and positions himself above your thigh and begins to grind down. The friction brings little relief to the hard on raging in his pants. Izuku is moving slowly but feels you lightly slap his ass with a free hand signaling him to go faster.

"Common pretty boy, I'm not helping." He chokes on the moan bubbling in his throat. "Not fair” Izuku whines into your shoulder with a pout. His hips stutter against your thigh as he thrusts them down once again.

Izuku glances behind him to see you still looking over different papers. It's not fair, he thinks but it goes out the window when he feels your hand grab his waist and push him down onto your thigh, hard.

He moans at the rough treatment. Izuku can feel a new wave of tears bubbling in his eyes. The friction from his pants brining him pleasure along with slight pain. He wants to hate it so bad but can't when it feels so damn good.

"Fuck honey I don't want to come like this please just touch me." He can feel his core tighten, izuku desperately attempts to starve off his orgasm. You chuckle and grip his waist tighter than before.

"Thought you were begging to come earlier?" The whine he let's out his high pitched. God he hates how you're giving him what he wants but not how he wants it.

Before long he feels the heat in his stomach reaching its peak. "Y/n I'm going to come please let me I need it." Izuku slightly rambles as he feels a burning sensation almost at its climax.

"Be a good boy for me and come like the little slut you are." The name makes him choke on the moan in his throat. With one last thrust into your thigh he's leaking into his pants. He's panting into your neck when his hips slowly stop their grinding.

"Good job baby, did so good." You set down you papers and rub his back. He whimpers as he feels a few more tears fall. "You were being mean." Izuku's voice is muffled and his voice is hoarse but it makes you laugh

"Oh I know but God were you pretty." The praise makes his face and ears flush. You lean down slightly to whisper in his ear. "How bout I make it up to you pretty boy."

[sugarlywhispers]

a.n; i don't know what is this. i blame it — on me. simply me and my desire for this three men lol bye.

warnings; smut, filth lol, dom/sub themes, foursome (mxmxmxf), bakugou x midoriya x todoroki slash.

A smile.

A smile to a mere stranger just to spite them it's all it took.

"You did that on fuckin’ purpose," Katsuki almost growls once the entrance door to your apartment closes, with your other two boyfriends inside. His jaw is tense, hands closed in fists, holding himself back.

Ugh, you love it when he struggles like this.

"No, I didn't," you answer back, simple and unbothered.

Bad idea. You know perfectly well that Katsuki hates when you talk back. It is a ticket that leads straight to a punishment. Yet, that is all you wanted.

You want dom Katsuki out to play.

He turns to you, eyes feline and filled with a deep, dangerous desire on them. He takes two long strides until he stands right in front of you, not even centimeters separating you from his body. One of his big hands grabs you by the back of your head, fingers interlacing with your hair and pulling your head back so you could look up at him.

His lips brush against yours as he speaks again, "Oh, yes you did, firefly. And you're gonna get punished for that."

His mouth collides with yours, kissing you passionately, angrily almost; tongue invading every space inside your mouth, making your knees go weak at every delicious strong lick. Like he is showing you in that kiss who is in control.

Him. Only him.

And all the little whimpers that escape your mouth and get lost inside his just shows how much in agreement you are with that fact.

You are so lost in this kiss that you never notice Katsuki's hand signaling Shouto to come closer. Next thing that happens, Katsuki ends the kiss with a long bite at your bottom lip, making you whine both in pain and excitement. You feel someone turn you around and you squeal when Shouto picks you up over his shoulder, smacking your ass once while walking towards the bedroom. Izuku follows suit, almost stepping over Shouto's heels, smiling sideways devilishly. Katsuki is the last one to follow unenthusiastically, but you know how hot and bothered he really is.

Fuck yeah!, the fun is about to begin.

Shouto is almost ripping off your clothes right after you enter the bedroom. Lips and tongue fighting with yours while hands grab and caress every section of naked skin that is disposed of cloth. It is a fight you obviously are losing –not that you actually put much of you against it. You want their savage side out; you want all of each one of them.

Before you know it, you're thrown at the big king size bed you share with your boyfriends, face down ass up. You couldn't say or do much before something firm and wet caresses your core entirely. It doesn't take too much to guess what it is. Shouto's tongue licks your pussy slowly but firmly; your legs tremble a bit when he repeats the action again.

A whine escapes your lips as his hand slap the right cheek of your ass, eyes already closed in pleasure as his tongue pays special attention to your clit.

"Eyes on me, firefly," Katsuki's voice brought you back to the room.

When you direct your eyes to where his voice came from, the moan that comes out from within your chest is heard in the room. Not only thanks to the hottest sight that welcomes your eyes, but also thanks to how Shouto thrusts two fingers inside your pussy while his tongue concentrates only on your sensitive clit. He is savoring your pussy like a thirsty man on a desert; meanwhile Izuku is on his knees sucking Katsuki's cock, all kinds of sounds joining Shouto's as both partners give oral. One of Katsuki's hands is holding Izuku's head, fingers interlacing in his lover's hair while guiding him as he wants. But his eyes won't part from yours.

"Look how good Izuku's is sucking my cock, baby... He has been such a good boy, hasn't he? He deserves a reward, don't you think? How about I let him fuck that pretty little pussy of yours, mmh?"

[silverynight]

The heart of the barbarian King

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Chapter 9

Izuku is not sure when he starts tearing up, but by the time he reaches the crowd gathered around All Might, he can feel his cheeks getting wet. He can spot the tall alpha in the distance; he's sure the man hasn't noticed him yet because there are a lot of barbarians around him.

"Yagi-san!" he says as loud as he can, although his voice trembles a bit.

"Young Midoriya?"

The omega doesn't need to approach him; it's All Might himself who easily moves among the people, a bit desperate, until he's close enough to pull Izuku into a tight hug.

"I've been looking for you! What happened?"

That's when the omega starts fully sobbing; some people are kind enough to leave in order to give them space, but others keep watching from a certain distance, curious about the scene in front of them.

Izuku doesn't even notice they're there anymore, knowing that All Might has been looking for him for a while it's enough to keep him distracted.

"It's alright," Toshinori mumbles after a while, stroking the omega's head gently, trying to calm him down. "I am here now. You have nothing to worry about. You are safe."

The alpha scent becomes rather strong, very protective, in such a way that makes the curious people leave immediately.

That's when Katsuki and Kirishima finally get there; it seems Izuku can easily outrun them when he really wants to.

"Izuku? Are you okay?" The barbarian King is clearly confused for a moment, prompting him to narrow his eyes at the retired hero slightly.

"Stop looking at me like that, young Bakugo. I would never hurt my own son."

The omega's head snaps up at All Might's words; his eyes meet the blue ones for a moment, finding nothing but the most sincere look in them.

"Do y-you really think of me as your son?" Izuku is sobbing again, but he hopes Toshinori can understand him anyway.

"Of course!" All Might assures him, a little heartbroken by the hesitation in the omega's voice. "I thought you knew! I'm sorry, I should've said something sooner!"

It's alright, at least now he knows that All Might truly cares about him.

"So you were talking about him when you said someone was waiting for you?" Katsuki's desperate voice snaps the omega out of his own thoughts for a moment.

"Yes!" Izuku looks over his shoulder, still in All Might's embrace. "He's my only family!"

"Shit!"

"Kacchan?"

"Sorry," the blond alpha apologizes when he notices Izuku's worried expression and the frown upon All Might's face. "I just... I thought you were talking about your... about someone else."

Izuku finally moves away from his mentor to look at the barbarian King more clearly; he seems to be suffering, although Kirishima is a bit amused by the situation.

"Izuku... I'm sorry, listen, I need to tell you something-"

"That can wait. I want to talk to young Midoriya first." All Might cuts him off, gently pushing the omega behind himself.

"Right." Katsuki says, looking a bit flustered after remembering the hero is still there with them. "We should... You two can talk in my house, because there are a few things I need to discuss with you as well."

"I'm sure there are," All Might says, looking more relaxed and even a bit amused too. "You know you'll need my approval now, right?"

Katsuki nods, looking from All Might to Izuku for a moment before his cheeks turn slightly pink.

"I'll try my best to earn it."

The hero seems satisfied with those words, even though the whole exchange ends up confusing Izuku a bit.

***

Izuku tells his mentor everything or at least almost everything that happened while Katsuki makes some tea. By the time the alpha puts a cup in front of the omega, All Might grows so tense and angry at Chisaki it takes a while for him to calm down.

"There's a solution for this," the retired hero says after a while, making both Katsuki and Izuku look at him with curiosity. "Sadly, it's not a good way to fix it, but I'll do it if everything else fails."

Katsuki asks him about it, but All Might shakes his head a couple of times.

"We need to find that alpha as soon as possible."

"I'll send a group so they can start looking for him," the King says immediately. He looks away for a moment, frowning slightly before closing his hand into a tight fist. "I shouldn't have banished him. Keeping him as a prisoner would've been a better solution, but at the time, the only thing I wanted was to put as much distance between him and Izuku."

All Might seems to relax a bit. He looks at the young King with a soft smile on his lips.

"Don't be so harsh on yourself, young Bakugo. I know being the leader of the barbarians is a difficult task, considering how many clans with different opinions are under your command." The retired hero says. "I think you're doing great so far. Your parents would've been proud."

Katsuki smiles back, looking dangerously close to tears. Although he seems to get better when he feels the omega's hand touching his for a moment.

"I really hope Uraraka can find a way to break the curse by the time we go back to the city," Izuku mumbles then, after taking a sip of his tea. Remembering what happened when Chisaki tried to take him made him feel uneasy again.

He shouldn't be afraid of him anymore.

Toshinori must've noticed because he puts a reassuring hand on the omega's shoulders.

"While we come up with something to fix it, I'll be staying here with you, young Midoriya."

"Really?"

"Of course! I just found you, I'm not going to leave you again!"

Katsuki looks from one to another before clearing his throat.

"Izuku has been staying here so you're welcome to–"

"He's been staying here with you?" The hero cuts the barbarian off, looking like he doesn't actually like the idea.

"Yeah," the King starts rubbing the back of his neck, pink coloring his cheeks slightly. "But he's safe here."

"Kacchan has been nothing but kind to me!" Izuku cuts in, trying to ease some of the tension he notices on his mentor's shoulders. "He's been helping me train too!"

"I see." All Might nods, narrowing his eyes at the alpha for a moment. "I'm really glad you've been taking care of Midoriya so far, young Bakugo, I think you're a good man, but if we want to do this the proper way, I think Midoriya and I should stay somewhere else."

The proper way? What are they talking about? Izuku is a bit lost already. Although he doesn't want to be a burden to Katsuki so living somewhere else sounds good to him as well.

"You two can take my parents' house." Katsuki says after a while.

Izuku leans closer, looking at the alpha with concern.

"Are you sure, Kacchan?"

"Of course, Izuku," the barbarian smiles at him, staring into his eyes until All Might clears his throat.

When they're outside the house, Katsuki stops at the entrance before opening the door.

"I need to talk to you first, Izuku." He mumbles, although he glances briefly at the older alpha for a moment.

After a few seconds of consideration, All Might nods.

"I'll be inside."

Slightly worried, Izuku turns around to face the barbarian King.

"What is it, Kacchan? Are you alright?"

His concern only grows when Katsuki takes both his hands in his and looks up at him with a tortured expression on his face.

"I'm sorry if I acted distant and cold the past few days," he apologizes. "I was stupid. When you told me someone was waiting for you and you couldn't wait to see them again, I thought it meant you were in love with that person, and it hurt me deeply. But I see now how wrong I was."

Katsuki was hurt because he thought Izuku had feelings for an alpha? But... that doesn't make any–

"I'm in love with you, Izuku," the barbarian mumbles, holding both of the omega's hands closer to his chest. He moves his left shoulder a bit so Izuku can take a look at the tattoo with an 'I' in the middle again. "I did this for you. I never stopped loving you. I was going to look for you..."

The omega starts sobbing, and Katsuki mistakes his tears for rejection, so he takes a few steps back.

"If you don't like me that way, it's fine. I hope we can still be friends, Izuku. Because I really missed that too."

Trying to wipe his tears off his cheeks, Izuku looks up at his childhood friend again.

"I love you too, Kacchan."

The words seem to surprise the alpha because he blinks a couple of times before stepping closer to the omega again.

He puts his arms around Izuku and the omega finally breathes into his smokey caramel scent he loves so much.

"Can I scent you?"

"Of course, Kacchan."

After the alpha nuzzles a couple of times against his cheeks and neck, he asks Izuku to scent him back.

"Would you allow me to court you?"

The omega nods, cheeks turning slightly pink before he gets on his tiptoes to give Katsuki a kiss on the chin that leaves him speechless for a couple of seconds.

The front door opens suddenly.

"You two look like you need a chaperone."

Both of them blush before turning to see All Might in the doorway, looking both amused and irritated at the same time.

"Can I have your permission to court Izuku?"

"You have it already, young Bakugo. But you'll still have to work hard to earn my complete approval."

Katsuki nods, and Izuku's face keeps getting warm as he finally realizes what those two were talking about earlier.

"I need to talk to shitty hair and pinky about Chisaki," he tells the omega before giving him a kiss on his curls. "I'll come back tomorrow. You need to rest."

Still too overwhelmed to speak, Izuku smiles before squeezing one of the alpha's hands gently. A couple of days ago, he thought he was a burden for everyone and that All Might would never come back for him, but it seems he was completely wrong.

All Might found him, and it looks like Katsuki wants him in his life too.

Things are finally getting better.

***

The house is almost empty, but clean; Izuku knows Katsuki likes to keep it in good condition because it's probably still full of memories.

He starts feeling bad for being in there.

"Don't worry too much about it, young Midoriya," Toshinori mumbles, startling him a bit because he didn't hear the hero approaching. Sometimes, when his mentor says things like that, it feels like he can almost read his mind. "He wouldn't have suggested it if he wasn't okay with it. Besides, he probably considers you part of his family already."

Izuku cradles his own face with both hands, feeling his cheeks growing hot after hearing All Might's last comment. Even though he just heard it from Katsuki, it's difficult to believe the alpha is in love with him.

Instinctively, the omega grabs the necklace with the heart tied to it. Toshinori follows his movements and smiles when Izuku blushes even more.

"A gift from young Bakugo?"

"Yes, it was his mother's necklace."

Surprised, All Might quirks up his eyebrows.

"That kind of gift is something you give at the end of the courtship," he mumbles, mostly to himself. But the omega hears it anyway and gets even more flustered. "But I suppose it's fine, considering it's you two."

After choosing their respective bedrooms and getting themselves soemthing to eat (there were a few things left from the time Katsuki had to stay there), they head to the living room and All Might tells Izuku a few things about his latest trip.

The omega rambles about Dynamight and his new friends before taking a mental note to go with them to the market tomorrow and perhaps go to Katsuki's house for his clothes.

"Do they treat you well here? I mean, besides your friends."

Most of them do. The barbarians are very nice and kind to him; they help him when he gets a bit lost in the market and his friends are not close, and some of them have even offered to teach him a few of their customs.

But Izuku also thinks of the others; the ones who look at him like he doesn't belong, the beta girl who made him feel awful, Chisaki's men and the alpha who approached him the other day.

However, they're just a few. And Izuku knows he shouldn't expect kindness everywhere he goes; he's not the only person who has dealt with something like that.

Telling All Might would probably just make things worse.

"Yes, they do," he says, ignoring that voice inside his head that insists he should at least talk about the female alpha from Chisaki's group.

His mentor sighs, probably noticing the hesitation in his voice.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?"

"I know."

"Alright," he says after rising from his seat and ruffling Izuku's hair affectionately. "I'm going to sleep. You should do that too because we're going to train tomorrow."

"Of course!"

***

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Legs Spreadable Arrangements (NSFW)

M.list (Edible Arrangements) - M.list (General) - Read on Ao3

A/N: hey do those of you reading EA right now want a spinoff that's Not Doing That right now? here, on me. I don't remember writing this but I'm glad for the chance to use my EA after dark banner again! if you're not an EA reader, you don't need to be to read this! it works as a standalone just fine.

Summary: You dream sometimes, too.

Warnings/notes: this is just smut. I'm not gonna "under 18 dni" y'all but if you ARE under 18 I don't want to hear about it. LOTS of biting, bloodplay, afab reader, dubiously dubcon, a bit of aphrodisiacs coming into play. vampire!Izuku x reader. this is a spinoff of Edible Arrangements and takes place after EA 28, but reading EA is not necessary to understand or enjoy this spinoff. this is also a companion piece to Almost Wet. As with Almost Wet, you do not need to read this to understand and appreciate the greater EA fic!

Word count: ~2200 words

“Um, [n-name]?”

You pick up your nose from your book. You’d been glancing over its pages, over and over again, processing not a single word of it. You’re not sure when Izuku entered the library, but he’s here now, looking at you with lip caught between his teeth. Immediately, you notice the thirsty look in his eyes. “Need something, Izu?”

“Well… um…”

You smile, set aside your book. He comes to sit on the opposite side of the library’s new couch—a recent addition, though you can’t remember when Izuku bought it to begin with. It’s nice, though, the texture lovely against your skin as you find your one spare moment this November to just read something. “Come on, spit it out.”

“I’m… I need another drink,” he blurts.

You blink slowly, tilting your head. “Another? I just fed you last night.”

“Yes, but... I’m just… please, [name]. I’m so thirsty.” He’s leaning closer, and you’re adjusting to it, turning to face him. He’s not even lying, not even the faintest hint of a glow to him as he pleads for even one more drop of your blood.

“If you’re really that thirsty, then…” You let out a good-natured sigh, running a hand through your hair. “Have at me. Watch out, though.” You waggle an eyebrow at him. “You’re starting to act like you’re addicted or something.”

He leans over you, and then, again, he’s crawling over your body, muscular arms caging you in.

Today’s been quiet. You haven’t focused a moment, not since last night’s drink. The truth is…

“You’re the one addicted, aren’t you?” he mumbles against the flesh of your neck. He’s so, so close to danger, and that thrill courses through you all over again.

You shudder, let your head drop back to allow him greater access. The second his fangs touch flesh, you can’t fight the shaky breath that leaves your lips.

“You have got to stop teasing me like this,” he mumbles.

“What do you—ah—“ This time, like every time, feels downright sinful, fangs effortlessly piercing skin like they were crafted to do. Of course a tiny moan leaves you. Of course he hears it. Your stomach drops—you’re in deep shit this time. You expect him to jump off of you, to flurry apologies your way until you find a way to convince him that really, it’s fine, but he doesn’t.

He pulls back, slow, lathing his tongue over the new wounds even though he must have barely gotten a few drops from you. “See, that’s exactly what I mean. D-do you have any idea what you do to me?”

He’s back again in a moment, switching sides and moving you to do it without question. You let him, feeling the sweet pain of his teeth on your neck, the sweet rush of his venom flooding into you. It’s small, at first—just enough for the pain to slip away, but quickly, that fluttery, woozy feeling rushes to your head.

It’s so… nice.

“I’m not wrong, am I?” he says as he pulls off again. That, too, was barely a bite. “You love this.” A graze of his teeth, further up your neck. His hands move to reposition you firmly, but not painfully, gripping your shoulders. You shudder with each flash of his teeth on your skin. “You’d let me bite you whenever I wanted.” Again. “However I wanted.” Again. “Wherever I wanted.” Again. “Isn’t that right, [name]?”

You nod, words dying in your throat. “God, Izuku, you tell me to stop teasing and then you—“

He captures your lips, and there’s not another word to be had between you.

Izuku is a surprisingly good kisser, especially for someone who likely hasn’t kissed anyone since he was human. (Or maybe he has. That would be a long time to go without it.) Every sensation of it has your synapses firing, the world a cascade of nothing but experiences. Already you’re dizzy, already your head’s spinning. You kiss back with a fervor that has him moaning openly into your mouth.

This is what you’ve wanted. This is right.

Before long, hot, open-mouthed kisses trail off your lips and trace your jawline. Before longer, he’s on your neck again, sucking hickeys into bite marks and kissing each and every one.

“How are you ever going to be able to move on from me if you let me keep this up?” he mumbles into your throat. “After all I’ve done?”

You shudder, eyes half-lidded. “Whaddaya mean?”

“You’re going to be covered in scars,” he breathes. “I’m going to have you marked everywhere.”

You laugh, feeling delirious from the speed of it all. Perhaps also something else taking hold—each successive bite has left you ever loopier, ever more sensitive. “You bite too pretty to scar. You’re gonna have to be a bit rougher with me if you want the marks to last.”

Though his cheeks are red, it doesn’t impede him. “I-I could do that. I could bite you places future boyfriends will never be overlook. Harder, deeper, to make sure the bites never leave.”

You regard him with hot cheeks. “You could.”

“May I?”

“Please.”

The flurry of heat, teeth, and blood descends on you. You’re overtaken by Izuku’s mouth—buttons of your button-down top popping away, flesh decorated with new smears of blood, new open wounds dotting your neck, your collarbone, the swell of your breasts. And again, with each new bite, each lathe of his tongue over your wounds, your head grows hazier. Each bite is small, closed up quickly—you don’t think it’s blood loss carrying you away. (Not that you can think.)

“I’ve seen the way you look at my teeth, you know.”

“Zuku—“

“You like this, don’t you? Love it, even?”

“Zuku—“

He’s moved away from the exposed swell of your breast now, taken your left hand—your unburned hand—in his. Your wrist is wrapped completely by his large hands, and he meets your eyes with a viridescent smoke as he takes your wrist to his lips. “Even if I could change you. Even if I could control you. Even if I could make you do anything I asked?”

“You don’t need to enthrall me to do that.”

“But you’d like it if I did?”

You don’t even hesitate to nod. In that moment, all you can see is vivid green eyes and stark white fangs. In your mind, he moves, sinks his teeth into the flesh of your wrist, stares at you so sweetly as he takes over your head. In your mind, he wants you to give yourself completely to him. In your mind, you would have been compliant, but you lose that choice willingly. In your mind, neither of you looks away.

In this reality, however, he places a single, soft kiss there and firmly places your wrist on the sofa. He has other plans for you, apparently. He pulls you by your legs with ease, until his hips slot against yours and you’re flat on your back. You’re glad you chose some of your shorter sleep shorts today. Glad he has access.

His teeth brush against your inner thigh with barely an effort from him. You flinch in spite of yourself, and he reaches up to hold your leg firmly in place. "Careful," he mutters, more to your thighs than you, "it's dangerous here."

It is. It is dangerous, and danger is delicious, especially with your head swimming the way it is.

Izuku, you think as he moves in, because it's all you can think.

"Izuku," you gasp when he begins to suck on the soft flesh, because it's all you can say.

"Izu—" you barely manage when he pulls away to reveal the already-forming hickey he's left there, because it's all you can manage.

He's shifting position again, now, hungry eyes devouring your form as he pulls your clothes away. Your shirt had been hanging on by a thread before, but now, it's gone, your bra pulled out of the way before you can process or even blink, lips closing over your unloved nipple. This isn't happening. It can't be, and yet, all you can see is the fluffy mass of curls on his head as his tongue swirls around your bud. However, even when he's making you see stars—too much, it's all too much, why is this so much—he can't shut up.

"I'm glad to have you to test on," he says when he comes up for air.

"Nn?"

"I had a theory that vampire venom was a bit more than just a painkiller, you know? And I think we're proving it quite nicely. Can I test it out some more?"

You nod, shallow. All you can comprehend is that last word—more—and that's more than enough for you. Every touch he leaves on your skin, every kiss, every bite, every tease, leaves your skin singing out for more—heightened, sensitive, sweet.

Time has blurred. You process when he bites your unmarked thigh, holding you down with a firm grip (later you'll think it was for your safety, though the ease of it alone has you shuddering). You process the feeling of heat flooding through you, a new wave crashing down on you, and you process that when the heat clears, his eyes watch from beneath your legs with a sharp, calculating look. Only then do you feel his tongue. Only then do you realize you've been keening out his name this whole time, a mantra, a chant—Izuku Izuku Izuku—until it doesn't sound real anymore.

And damn, is he good with his tongue. Or maybe he's just good at reading you—the way your voice pitches when he moves just right, the way your hips threaten to buck if not for his hands holding you down. He's certainly good enough to know exactly the right moments to pull away from you to leave you whining.

"Be patient," he tuts, "I'm not done with you yet."

You tug at him, finally find the strength to move an arm and bury fingers in his hair. And then, he's back on you, a man starved, building, tongue lathing over your clit and dipping inside of you until that knot's back in your stomach, pulling tighter, tighter, taut—

"Izuku please," you nearly cry when he pulls off of you again.

He laughs, and it sounds sadistic to you as he presses soft kisses to your thighs again. "I can't help it. This isn't just about you, you know."

He sounds too sweet as he takes the time to once again leave small bites on your thighs. Like you needed even more of that damn aphrodisiac to—to—

There's his tongue again. This time, you're determined to hold him down until he makes you cum, tugging at his hair, but you find your hands weak with the pleasure. He pulls off of you and you find that you are crying, even as he pulls away entirely and mumbles soft apologies your way.

When he slides into you, you see stars. It's easy, you're slicker than you've ever been—you're well-prepared but he's big. You didn't even see him undress—a true tragedy, but one you can't find that you care about now that his cock's speared you. The edging had been necessary, even with all the help of vampire venom flooding through you and turning you stupid.

He's so, so gentle. He has to be, with the way he stretches you out. It takes ages for him to move, and when he does, you feel every inch—slow and deliberate and so, so good. Worth the hell of the wait, even as you find yourself now chanting more instead of his name. It feels like it takes years for him to pick up the pace, and then he's losing himself, pressing into you to the hilt again and again.

"More," you cry.

"I wanna make this last," he replies, but he only thrusts faster. His speed and force, more and more of both, until all that's left is to let your mouth hang open and feel it. It's so good, so good, so—

Your eyes open, your will to keep them closed nowhere to be found. Being awake is unpleasant—the heat between your legs damp and slick and your stomach fluttering with the effects of a dream you could have happily kept having.

And then you remember.

You fell asleep next to Izuku last night.

You shoot up, sitting bolt upright as you take in your surroundings with a sense of dread. You're expecting to see his face, red, eyes wide with disgust because you're stupid, so stupid, how could you—

But he's not here. In fact, you're not on the floor next to him and Sbeve anymore. You’re in your room, in your bed (not slept in for a good few nights before this), fully dressed and alone, the door shut. He must have woken up before you and carried you to bed.

You decide two things:

One, that there’s no reason not to finish the job. (Your hand slides down to the heat between your legs.)

Two, that after this, you’re going to forget any of this ever happened.

It’s all you can do.

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(just a self indulgen sick V!Deku x reader that i definately typed up while horny so sorry it sucks) (CW heavy mess + contagion)

You knew Deku would do anything for you, though what you didn’t expect was for him to indulge your kink! You see the villain had managed to catch a cold, nothing too horrible but you did make him take it easy since you didn’t want him getting worse. Which meant he would be at home with you doing paperwork. He was sitting in his office chair looking through intel files, refiling everything, and going over plans when you came in with a cup of tea.

“Hey Izu, how’s the work going?” He groans softly and turns around in his chair to look up at you.

“Monotonous but I’m getting close to finishing” You hand him the mug of tea which he gladly takes and sips on it. He sighed in relief and sniffled wetly as the warm drink eased the pain in his throat.

“Thank you, babe.” “You should take a break” You recommended, he shrugged and rubbed at his nose which was already turning and irritated pink color around his nostrils.

“It wont be much longer till I finish, once I’m done I’ll lay down.” You huffed and watched as he scrubbed at his nose harshly. Watching how his nostrils flared widely and hearing how his breath caught in his throat. You hardly noticed him grab his handkerchief and you only saw a flash of red before he sneezed.

“HHRRRRESSSH! HRRRRSSSSHHH! hEH! HHHREEEESSHHHMMMPH!” You didn’t have time to hide your blush and saw Izuku smirking.

“Damn bmy handkerchief is soaked” He started while lightly dabbing at his nose which still made stuffy squelching noises. This only made you blush harder though, making yourself look away until he grabbed you by the hand and pulled you onto his lap. You squeaked in surprise as he pulled you close to him.

“Awh what’s got you blushing darling?” Izuku asked in a low voice, you could hear him sniffling. Its thick, and slush-like, as if his body was struggling to contain it. You could hear the soft squeaks and sounds of his nose trying to get some air through it. You tried to make a coherent sentence but all you could do was hide your face. He hoarsely chuckles and snorts loudly.

“Ugh, I already know was it is baby, dno use id hiding from bme.” You whine a little at his teasing but don’t move from your hiding spot. Then the gasping came, you could feel his hot breaths against your shoulder and neck. The way his arms tightened around your body with each passing second. You looked up just in time to see that desperate sneezy look on his face before he dove down head first into your shoulder.

“HEH! HEEERRRRRMMMPH! HRRRRRSHHH! HHHPPPMHHHH!” The warm splatter of snot and spray on you shoulder almost made you scream. When he started rubbing his nose against you, you were almost bright red in the face and held onto his shoulders.

“I-I..Izu, wh-what are you d-doing?” “I told you, my handkerchief was s-soaked. And this c-cold ih is s-so….so. Hehh!” You braced for impact when his voice trailed off and the hitching started up again. He let out an urgent whisper ‘g-godda sdeeze!’ before he was back to messily sneezing on you. Squeezing you in his arms as if you’d run away, but he knew you wouldn’t. You were too flustered for that, and he knew you were into this. He knew you liked when he got all sniffly, when he’d complain about his nose, or when he’d quickly grabbed his bright red handkerchief because he needed to sneeze. You liked it even more when he’d use you as his handkerchief, yank you towards him, and let him press his trembling nose against your skin. How you could feel how warm and wet it was.

“I know you’re edjoying this, darling, so don’t hold yourself back.” He encouraged you while kissing you gently on the lips. You could see the mischievous expression on his face, he wanted to rile you up. He wanted you to wreck him! You adjusted yourself in his lap and smirked back.

“Well if you insist~” You drag your finger down the bridge of his nose. Gliding them down to the tip of his nose and gingerly rubbing back and forth at his septum. You could feel the wetness collecting there, how it scrunched up and twitched as the light touched. His hitching started up again, even if it wasn’t loud you could feel it against your palm.

“I-It iiih itches s-so bm-bmuuuh bmuch!” He whimpers, and you hum happily as you focus and coax out that awful itch plaguing his sinuses. You tilt his face up so you can get a better look at the red-rimmed nostrils that were leaking with snot. You watched as the more you rubbed the wider they flared out before that snarling face came down and buried itself into your neck again.

“! HRRRRRSHHH! HHHPPPMHHHH! Heh hheeh! HEH! HRRRRRSHHH! HHHPPPMHHHH!” Even with them being muffled into your body the force and volume was still loud enough to make you melt. His sneezes always sounded rather ‘growly’ from how he snarled or gritted his teeth which would make more snot ooze from his nose.

Just as you managed to get out a small

“Y-you done, y-yet?” The villain pulled your chest to him to let out one last

“!HRRRRRSHHH!” When you thought your shirt couldn’t get any more ruined he pressed his nose against you.

“Guh s-so st-stuffy, y-your skid is s-so soft” He blew his nose into your cleavage, some saturating your shirt and the rest slipping down. You could feel all of it cooling against your skin. He ended off with rubbing his nose into your chest and sat up still leaving strings and cords of snot connecting you both. He smirks a the expression on your face since you really didn’t expect him to do all that to you.

“Sorry darling, i just could’t help bmyself. I feel bmuch better dnow~”

You were definitely redder than his handkerchief now.

[im-socurious]

How Does It Feel To Be Adored?

Momo Yaoyorozu X Fem!Reader

I didn’t bother to make this XBlack!Reader because…it didn’t really sit right with me this time for some reason, you can imagine a XBlack!Reader tho. In this story the whole class of 1a is obsessed with you, and so is your only friend, Yaomomo. You find out the hard way.

inspired by: Panty-Stealer Momo

You. A sweet girl who didn’t really talk, a depressed young woman, as one would say. You weren’t depressed, you just didn’t like the world, but you liked yourself.

UA just made your life a little harder. Specially, class 1a.

Their touch made you shiver. The way Ochaco’s fingers would fondle with your hair without consent, the way Izuku’s hands would always somehow be wrapped around your waist without consent, the way Shoto’s hand would lightly touch your neck without consent, the way Mina would stand behind you and squeeze your breast without consent, going on about how they’re so soft and round, and how she could go to sleep on top of them while the whole classed watched, almost drooling.

Mina always excused your uncomfortableness, saying that it was okay because ya’ll both were girls or saying that girlfriends do this all the time! You didn’t know if she meant it romantically or platonically. This made everyone else start doing it too. You really didn’t appreciate that.

Momo was the only one who defended you in times of need. She was the only who had hands that felt soft and inviting. She had hands that felt innocent and protective. She was everything. She was perfect.

Or so you thought.

You had forgot your pencil when the two of you were studying together, she had offered to go up to your room and get one for you.

“Yea my door isn’t locked. I should have a pencil on my desk, but let me know if one isn’t there.” You said. Momo was the biggest simp, she almost melted at the sound of your voice!

“Mhm! I’ll be right back!” She said, giddy for some reason.

When she saw your dorm, she absorbed the scenery in front of her deeply. He took a deep breath and the smell of you filled her nostrils. The word ‘Heaven’ ran through her mind.

Her eyes soon wandered to the bin filled with your dirty clothes. Your pretty panties were on top of all the clothes, right in her view. She quickly walked up the pile of clothes, staring at the panties in awe. They were black, had lace, and had a pretty little bow at the top. She quickly snatched the panties from the bin and sniffed them. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her tongue darted out to lick the fabric, the taste made her own panties wet. Slick almost slid down her leg from how wet she was.

She suddenly remembered what she was in your room for. ‘Oh yes! I’m here to get a pencil!’ She thought. She quickly shoved the panties into her pocket and picked up the pencil off your desk and paced back down to where you and her were studying.

“Sorry! I had to search a little to find the pencil. It wasn’t exactly on your desk.” She nervously laughed.

“Oh! Sorry. I can lose things sometimes…but let’s get back to studying, shall we?” You ranted.

“We shall.” She responded.

Later~

You guys were sitting on your bed, chatting. You looked at the time and your eyes slightly widened. It was a little late and you needed a shower.

“Uhh hey, I don’t know about you but i’m about to hop in the shower, so yeah. I think i’m about to go to bed too…I hope you get the message.” You said.

“Yea, totally…well, good night.” She sighed. “Good night!” You shouted from the bathroom. Even though Momo was excused, she still stood there for a moment, she pulled the panties out and stared at them. She needed release.

And that’s how she ended up here. Her fingers deep in her cunt and face stuffed in your panties. Oh, how she wishes that her face was stuffed in your cunt, she can tell from your panties that you taste so good. Her fingers move faster at the thought.

“hah-h-hmphh Y/n o-oh Y/n!” She came hard. Her moan high pitched. The pleasure left her out of breath as she fell face first into the mattress, your panties still stuffed in her face. “Oh, Y/n” She moaned out, her mind still in a daze.

In the morning~

There you were, in Yaomomo’s room when your eyes wandered to the familiar looking piece of fabric. You squinted your eyes, and a look of horror appeared on your face. They were your panties. Your breath quickened and quivered.

“U-uh, Yaomomo, i’m feeling kind of tired i’m gonna go take a nap, i-i’m feeling kind of tired. Before she could respond, you dashed out the room.

“How does it feel to be adored, Y/n?” She said with heart-shaped eyes and a wicked smile.

[am000risbest]

First time squirting with pro hero izuku!

Tw:squirting,fingering,smut,and etc.

Enjoy!

Pro hero izuku! Comes home,closing the door on his way in,locking the door and dropping his stuff that now seem irrelevant to him once he sees you walking down the stairs surprised with joy when you see him. He smiles and walks towards you with such joy,you can tell he’s so excited to be with you.

“Izu! What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t supposed to come until next week?”

He looks down at you and just says

“They agency lemme go early,and thank all might because I missed you soo much my love”

He says as he wraps his arms around you with such tender erotic touch,and lifts you up,and wraps your legs around his waist as he walks towards the bedroom,plopping you down softly.

“D’ya miss me izu?” You curiously ask.

“So much doll,missed you s’much.”

He says,pukering your neck with kisses and soft nibbles. Izuku seems so tired,and what to do other than help him release?

“Bet your exhausted huh?”

“Mhm,js wanna be with you.” He says,voice softly dropping a tone.

No words needed to understand he just wants the sweet taste of your pussy,as he kneels down and swiftly takes off your panties to reveal the sweet glory izuku has missed since stepping out that door.

“All wet for me hm? Bet she missed me as much as I did.” He says before he goes into heaven, slurping your slick and licking your clit.

“M-missed you so much. Want you so bad.” You cried,as he filled your sweet spot with his thrusting fingers.

“I know love,missed you too. Be patient”

The vibrations of his words felt like heaven to your soul as he continued rubbing your clit in a fast circulation and thrusting his fingers hitting your g-stop continuously.

You moaned and squirmed,not being able to handle the painful pleasure he was giving you.

Feeling you squirm,he gave your hip a small pinch,warning you to stop. And you did,you didn’t wanna be punished. Did you?

He keeps licking your folds,flicking his tongue on and off your clit,giving you a pulsing and throbbing sensation. It wasn’t long before your puffy clit couldn’t take any more than he was giving you.

“Your so wet f’me pretty girl,such a pretty pussy all for me huh?”

You can’t muster any words,so you nod agreeably,rolling your eyes back at the pleasure he was helping you achieve.

The feeling of your stomach tightening was new to you,almost like you had to piss,it was coming at a rather fast rate as you grabbed izukus hair,tugging back to stop him. Not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of him.

“Izuku.” You pause.”izuku wait!”

You barely muster before your release came out shooting at izukus tongue,and the lower half of his face.

You felt so embarrassed,did you just pee on izuku? You’d never recover from this.

His fingers slowly going to a stop,then pulling out. The stop of friction made you pout.

“Izuku im so sorry I didn’t mean-“

“Baby,you just squirted. Were you hiding that from me?” He asked before you could even fully apologize.

“Didn’t know I could squirt.” You say with a soft sigh of relief when you realize you didn’t actually piss on izuku.

“You think you can gimme one more?” He asked,his ego rising. He was the one to make you squirt for the first time,and he was so proud of himself.

“I dunno” you say,looking down at izuku.

“You definitely can pretty girl,and I’ll show you.”

Izuku says before he’s burried in your pussy again. You best believe he’s not stopping until he’s had his full.

[luffythinker]

Cider x Deku: canon divergence.

What if they meet much earlier?

When Deku was still on high school and had to suffer the bullying from Bakugou pretty regularly. In this scenario I imagine the notebook incident happening, except when Deku goes to the school ground after the exit time to recover his notebook from the font, and he starts mumbling insults to Bakugou thinking he was all along during that hours when the school is closed and empty. Except...

Bakugou: Did you say my name Deku? (he appears almost from nowhere with a menacing smile and small sparks are already forming on his hand)

Izuku screams and fall to the ground after spin on his ankles too quick. He looks at Bakugou wondering how much the blonde hear about his little angry rant.

Bakugou: No, no go ahead. Continue what you was saying damm nerd!

Izuku: K-kachan wait...! (he almost can't talk)

Little they know someone was observing the whole situation.

...

Cider and some members of his little gang were having a very lazy day, no robbery or fights with other rival gangs. Today it was just smoking and drinking cheap beer in the grounds of a public school they probably will fill with graffiti at some moment out of boring and for "mark territory".

A time later after the school brats abandoned the area Cider and his fellow gang members were still around when something catch his attention, a very distinguishable head with emerald green hair that belong to a student entered the grounds behind the school.

The boy was small, too small even for a high schooler and his posture certainly didn't do any favors, it made the boy look even tinier which was a bit funny to Cider. The green boy walked looking at the ground, apparently talking to himself so he never noticed Cider and his friends.

Cider was going to ignore the whole thing entirely, after all he wasn't in the mood to robbe the kid and he doubt he could get to much from him anyway. But there was something that make him feel different from that small green boy and the sad yet frustrated expression he could catch even from that distance.

And then he noticed someone else was approaching from behind the green boy, a blonde and bigger boy who also wears a school uniform except that by his psycho smile he could pass as a legit villain.

The blonde clearly was intimidating the green small boy and Cider could see what seemed like a fire or explosive quirk. Wasn't even illegal attack other civilians with you quirk? (Cider doesn't care but still)

In any normal circumstance he wouldn't have give the situation any importance, it wasn't his problem after all. But something make Cider think it wasn't like any other situation and judging by the fear expression of the green boy isn't like he was going to defend himself from the angry blonde.

Without think too much about it Cider made a sign to his pals and he put his mask before approach to the two students.

...

"Hey kid, this guy is bothering you?" a voice asked from behind Bakugou and Izuku

Both of them turn around to see a small group of teenagers, not much older than them but wearing suspicious mask on their faces. Their appearence didn't scream exactly "villains" but they weren't the most friendly looking either.

Bakugou: Who the fuck are you?! (asked very loud with more mini explosion of his hands)

Cider stare at Bakugou.

The mini explosions were interesting but ultimately Cider didn't feel intimidated at all. He had deal with far worse things than a middle school bully.

Cider: (sigh) Look bitch I wasn't talking to you, but why mess with this kid anyway? He's not even fighting back.

Bakugou: Eh?! HOW DO YOU CALL ME?!!! (He was practically boiling in rage) DIE!!!!!

Before Bakugou could jump creating a bigger explosion to attack the light blue haired boy, a big wave of water created from the same font hitted him.

Katsuki was pulled back really hard and hit the ground totally wet, before he could recover Cider was running at him and he punch the blonde so hard that a stream of blood immediately gushed from his nose.

Bakugou quickly fell unconsious by such impact.

Cider: Poor whiny bitch...

After that he turned back to the boy.

Cider: are you okay kid?

...

Izuku was in shock, it was too much things happening at once. But mainly how the stranger attacked Katsuki just for defend him, and he even created a big wave of water that easily... darn if only he had his notebook with him right now.

Cider: Kid? (asked again while extending his hand towards the green boy)

Izuku: Oh! Oh... oh ye-yeah (he mumbled while trying to look at the stranger blue eyes) Thank you sir... (he took the stranger hand and stand up from the ground)

Now Cider could get a close look of the green boy he got surprised by the eyes that match that hair. The boy eyes were so pure and bright as two giant emeralds, and those adorable freckles...

Cider: Hey kid don't call me like that, I'm not even 20 you know? (he tried to make a joke to cut the tension a bit) Anyway you're fine now. Ah... this is yours by the way?

He had the burned notebook on his other hand, offering it to Izuku.

Izuku: Oh yes! Thank yoy again... eh...

Cider: My friends sometimes call me Cider, that's all what you need for now kid.

Izuku: Oh okay... I'm Izuku Midoriya and thank you for all what you did.

In that moment the stranger... no Cider, slowly take of his mask. He was smilling softly.

Cider: Whatever you want kid. You should go home, and if that little psycho gives you problems... you know we can always come here after your school to remind him there's more from where that punch came hehe.

Izuku blush a bit.

Cider is a pretty handsome teen and he was acting so nice and protective with him, something he never thought he would experience from someone.

Izuku: I hope to see you again (he offered a shy smile before turn around and start run in the opposite direction still a bit ashamed) goodbye!

Cider laughed a bit before he and his goons start walking out of the school terrains. Bakugou was left behind there obviously.

Cider: Hehe, kids...

He didn't notice his own blush while thinking on the beautiful smile of that cute green hired boy with big eyes. Izuku...

Cider also wanted see the kid again for some reason.

UGHHHH IM OBSESSED WITH THIS

Actually i quite enjoy the 'izuku meets a villain who saves him from bullying in middle school and eventually, they fall in love' trope !!!!!

I love this really, can see Cider walking around the school sometimes to make sure izuku is okay and see if he's not having any more trouble, checking u on him without letting izuku see him (or at least he thinks so) until one day izuku catches him and asks how many more times is he gonna appear like that, and if he keeps doing that they might as well talk lol

they slowly build a friendship, cider teaches izuku how the basics of fighting and keeps saying he shouldn't let other bully him and he needs to start standing up for himself

i guess we could even make them lose contact for a bit and then eventually meet as student hero and villain and be like ???? yo what are u doing here ???

ANYWAYJHDKJDFKJD i love the setting u built here and i would lowkey dye for a proper fic of them

[angst-king]

Love Beyond Mortality CHp 8

(Filthy Pride pt3)

“Why can’t I have the blue-haired soldier guy!?” “Because you already claimed his brother!” “You’re really gonna separate them!” “Oh please you don’t really about that, so yes I am!” “Hot head!” “Know-it-all Bitch!” “Picky asshole!”

“Alright alright you two, now who are you picking to be your main?” Asked Allmight, both of the younger gods huffed at each other rolling their eyes.

“Oh, I told you already Allmight” Stated Momo, Allmight nodded.

“Ah that’s right Yuu’s found you one already! Good good, now what about you Young Bakugou?” “Ugh I don’t fucking know, none of them looked strong enough to even begin to hold my power for even a millisecond, weak couple of pansies.” He grumbled out, Allmight then reminded him of the boy that caught his eyes during the tournament.

“Oh but what about that young green-haired boy with the butterfly clip?” “What about him?” “I saw how you looked at him during his final flag capture and you seemed invested.” “Yeah, he was cool or whatever, looked like a scrawny rat though.” “And! I know his family, his father used to be a prime devotee to a goddess I knew. If I’m right about this then he should have no problem absorbing your power with a little bit of training.” This seemed to intrigue Katsuki's side eying Yagi with interest.

“Oh really?” Allmight nodded and sat down in front of him with a smug smile.

“Yes, I recognize that Butterfly clip anywhere, and I’m sure you could feel the energy practically radiating, no meer mortal could withstand its energy without such an ability. Not many mortals are born with it either!” “Fine fine, I guess I’ll take the weakling.” “Good, I shall let him know as soon as possible.”

“Oh Izuku, I’m so proud of you!” Cheered Inko, she tackled him in a hug when her son had come home, and as promised Katsudon was made just for him! Izuku was beaming with pride even if he was soaking wet, caked in blood, while wearing shredded clothes. He had made it through! He had gotten the last flag! Now all he had to do was wait to hear back. He let his mother fix up any injuries he had sustained, changed his clothes after cleaning himself up, and ate his katsudon happily.

It had taken a few days before the delivery man said there was a hologram for him. Upon opening it Izuku was greeted by a hologram of Allmight.

“Hello young mortal! If you are receiving this hologram, you have been selected as a prime devotee to the god of war and the sun!” Izuku almost passed out right then and there hearing the hologram’s message. He did it! He really did it! He’s been accepted! He made it!

“MOM I MADE IT!” He shouted vibrating with excitement as he ran to his mother to show him the message. Inko looked shocked but congratulated him, of course, they celebrated his achievement. However there was still a feeling in Inko’s stomach she could never get rid of. She truly was proud of her son for this accomplishment, this was a huge deal! That didn’t stop her from being terrified of losing him, that didn’t make her feel better about him going off to fight in a war potentially! She worried that he would be taken advantage of and used, but. She couldn’t stop him, not now, she wouldn’t do that to him. Not when he’s worked so hard and fought for his life to get here! She knew from watching Hisashi in their younger years. She was grateful the goddess he worked with was understanding and kind-hearted. Yet Inko knew not all were like her. Inko spent many nights praying to the goddess to look after Izuku, lend him her strength if anything was possible!

Izuku had been curious about when he’d meet the sun god face to face and when training would start but he had not received any word until one morning.

Bang bang bang

There was a hard knock on their home and workshop door early in the morning. Izuku was preparing himself and his mother breakfast before school, while Inko prepped her shop for reopening. She put down her broom and walked over, she figured it was just an emergency client though when she opened the door she couldn’t have been any more wrong!

“Miss Midoriya Inko, good morning!” Allmight greeted with a bright smile on the other side of the threshold, Inko looked up at the god wide-eyed. She quickly gathered herself and smiled back while stammering out a return.

“Oh! King A-Allmight, go-good morning to you too! Wh-what brings you here?” “Oh, no need to call me that, you know my name dear. And I’m sorry for the unexpected visit but I figured young Bakugou -the god who your son has been chosen by- should meet you and him in person.” Allmight then pulled Katsuki into the frame by his shoulder, he didn’t seem all to pleased to be there but not angry, more so indifferent. He did seem like a teenager so that sort of behavior wasn’t uncommon immortal or not.

“Ah I see, um well come on in, sorry for the mess, I was cleaning up not long ago.” She replied sheepishly while stepping to the side allowing the two gods inside her home.

“It's not a problem, this place is rather tidy, I see you’re still helping out the citizens like before.” “Oh yes, it's never a dull day with this job but it's enjoyable, it keeps me on my toes.”

When the two entered Izuku couldn’t hear them over the roaring stove’s fire and sizzling of meat in the frying pan but he could sense them. A warm fiery energy, giving off a low frequency like a sleeping volcano. And another that gave off the feeling that a storm was coming.

“Who’s at the door, Mom?” Izuku asked, the energy grew stronger and stronger and the sound of the floorboards creaking as if more people had entered.

“Allmight and the young god who selected you!” Izuku almost froze in place, his head whipped around to see both Katsuki and Allmight standing just a few feet from the kitchen! Izuku was too stunned to speak, these two gods were in his home! It wasn’t until Inko asked if they wanted anything to eat, offering that it wouldn’t be of much trouble to do it that Izuku snapped out of it.

“That would be lovely if you don’t mind, the boys have quite a few things to get done.” Izuku furrowed his brows and asked if he was still going to school or how it would affect his schooling.

“Don’t worry, you wont have to worry much about your school attendance, teacher wise they do not make much of a fuss about it.” He didn’t know how true that really was, when he did return to school after the tournament many of his teachers seemed surprised he even came back. Some muttered about how it was a shame he had survived in contrast to some of his peers who went and never came back! Many of his teachers and peers questioned whether or not he chickened out due to his comeback but he had the scars to prove it. He did not tell them that he had received an acceptance message so if his attendance waned they’d figure it out soon.

Izuku pushed his worries from his mind as he added more meat, rice and eggs to his pan while the others talked at the table close by.

“Inko its been quite some time since I’ve visited you but must I say you have a wonderful son! The strength he already has around divine energy is incredible!” Complimented Yagi, Inko smiled and told him he gets it from his father. Yagi brushed it off and added to it.

“From what I can tell he may get it from you! Your affinity to the divine and immortals is just as strong as your tolerance for their energy.” “R-really?” “Oh yes usually both parents need to be able to handle this sort of energy for it to be passed down to their offspring when the threshold is this strong, it couldn’t have been just Hisashi alone.” Izuku was curious about this he had heard in passing about divine energy and how some people did not do well around it, even the smallest amount of an sudden uptick would cause some sot of negative reaction for some. This posed a problem for serious devotees who would die trying to call upon their god’s power or have to suffer some sort of agonizing pain whether it was mental or physical.

Once breakfast had been served Izuku seated himself across from Yagi and Katsuki.

“So what’s your quirk?” Asked Katsuki, Izuku felt his blood run cold, his heart stopped and his face paled at his question.

“What is it shitty or something, ya look like I just killed your sheep.” Katsuki was blunt and hard in his tone, Izuku was praying for the ground to swallow him at this moment. He knew that one day they’d ask about if he had a quirk or not though he wished it wouldn’t be so soon! Well there went his dreams, right down the toilet, he’d certainly reject him now!

“i-I…I don’t have o-one.” He answered timidly, Katsuki raised furrowed his brows for a second as if he were trying to register what Izuku had just told him. Izuku was waiting for it, to be burned, to be hit, laughed at, called cruel names, anything!

“Ugh, alright, that might make this somewhat easier.” What? “Wh-what?” “You not having a quirk, yeah not fucking ideal but means there’s just different shit to work on, means I don’t need to make you balance a quirk and my powers. Just means I’m gonna have to whip your scrawny ass into shape.” His heart began to beat again, his blood finally making it back to his brain, and his fear slowly dissipated. Inko was still there to ground him with small back rubs.

“He’s been through a lot when it comes to people finding out he’s quirkless, hence the anxious reaction.” She explained, the all-fathering god nodded in understanding and looked to Izuku.

“As gods, we’ve had to learn and adapt our approach to things as you mortals grow and evolve like customs, physical changes, religious changes, structural the list goes on!” This seemed to ease Izuku’s anxiety, there really was a possibility of him becoming a devotee!

“Y-Yagi….I-I know I sound like a mother hen here but I’m sure you can understand my fear when I say this….I want Izuku to do what makes him happy but I don’t want to lose him.” Inko stated shakily, Yagi flashed a loving smile at her and took her small hands in his. Blue eyes meeting bright green.

“Your son is in good hands, he has a fighting spirit, one that won't rest until he gets what he wants. Hisashi would be beyond proud of him. Izuku will be alright, dear, I promise."

[sakuraaachan]

Just Gold - Izuku M. - Part 4

☆.｡.:*"𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭, 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓵𝓭." ･ﾟﾟ･｡ Y/n L/n loved the sparkle of a jewel, the reflection of gold, and the icy feeling of heavy diamonds on her neck. She always wore gloves, black silky gloves that comforted her hands perfectly. With her sexy body and ruby red lips, she could have any man she wants. With just a few flirty looks, and a couple of sly words, the gloves slide off easily once they make it to the hotel room, and once her bare hand touches the man's chest…he'll freeze and become gold. 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓵𝓭. ｡･ﾟﾟ･

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Rating: mature, abuse, criminal activities, some sexual mentions

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Chapter Four

The Jewel Box

“Y/n, you're late.” Despite your attempt to stay out of Mrs. Yamazaki sight it seemed she always knew where you were, and what you were doing wrong.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Yamazaki,” you try to walk past her to the table but she steps in front of you. 

“I don’t want you to be sorry Y/n, I want you to..” she extends out the word, leaving room for you to finish. 

You slump your shoulders, and look at her exhaustedly.  “You want me to do better, can I go eat now?”

Satisfied she moves to let you through, and you go over to the cafeteria. The lunch ladies were just the cleaning ladies in different outfits. Despite how successful the orphanage was, Mrs. Yamazaki was known to cut corners.

You were served a hot try with a wet carton of milk. You thank the lunch ladies before walking over to your usual lunch spot, but it was filled with other children. You sigh but your mood lightens up when you see Sakuma by a table near the older boys.

You walk over and sit down. “Out of all the tables, this one?” You raise a brow, the boys were usually super loud and every now and then they’d get a little rough.

“It was this or the floor.” Sakuma shrugs. 

The topic drops quickly and Sakuma digs into her fruit salad. You want to tell her what you saw earlier, but you're afraid one of his friends might hear you. “So why were you late?” Sakuma asks, she was a mastermind at reading your behavior, “your all fidgety, what’s up?”

You are about to speak but stop at the sight of Kono entering the lunchroom. He’s got a prideful smile on his face and you almost smile too. Despite your many disputes with the two, you were happy they became a couple.

But the loud cheering from the boys makes you tilt your head. Kono walks over, and nods his head which only makes them even more rowdy. “Boys!” Mrs. Yamazaki calls, her chilling voice quieting everyone. “Please keep your talking at an acceptable volume.”

They all brush her off but still quiet down. Kono is placed in the middle of the table and all the focus is on him. You can hear Sakuma talking to you, but you're focused on what Kono’s saying. The way his hands move, how he grins. “Hey…when did your bracelet turn gold? I thought it had diamonds-” You put your hand up to shut Sakuma up and listen to what he was saying.

“Yeah she was all over me. ‘Kono more, don’t stop!’” He says, making his voice high pitched to mimic what Nakata sounded like. “She couldn’t get enough.” The way he spoke about Nakata was disgusting, it wasn’t the way you talk about someone you loved.

“So is she your girl now or what?” His friend asks.

“Hell nah. I like someone else. I just had to get my hands on those honkers before someone else does.”

His words echoed in your head. Each time it infuriates you more and more. You hated Nakata and wished nothing but hell on her. But despite all the hatred you felt towards her, she didn’t deserve to have her body played with like that.

Without thinking you get up, and throw your tray into Kono’s face. The steaming hot beans you were gonna eat were now all over his face. “Your a fucking asshole Kono!” You shout. The boy screams in pain and before his friends or Mrs. Yamazaki could even try to get you, you booked it.

Kono had entered the cafeteria alone, so Nakata had to still be in the storage room by herself. You ran towards it. She deserved to know what her ‘lover’ was saying about her. How he truly felt.

“Nakata!” You shout when you spot her in the hallway. She looks like a deer in headlights before she realizes it’s you. The girl crosses her arms, and frowns.

“What?” 

It takes a second for you to catch your breath. “I-I know what you and Kono were doing.” You're about to finish your sentence but she interrupts you.

“Are you fucking stalking me creep?” Her face goes red. “If you snitch, I’ll beat your ass to the ground.”

“Just shut up and listen.” You finally catch your breath.  “Kono doesn’t like you, he likes someone else. He only said he did so you’d let him-”

“Shut up!” She covers her ears, the red in her face darkening “you don’t know anything about him! Or me. We love each other.”

You grab her hands and force her to look at you. “Look I can’t stand you as much as you hate me, but I’m telling the truth. He was bragging about how easy you are to his friends.”

“Get your hands off of me!” She pushes you to the floor. “You're just a stupid little outsider that everyone hates! Your life is already ruined so stop trying to take the rest of us with you.” She’s walking off before you can try to speak again.

You huff out in frustration, tapping your knuckles against the floor. That honestly had gone better than you thought it would, but you still had a lot of energy to burn off. You needed someone, something, to settle your nerves.

“Y/n? What the hell was that?” Sakuma comes up behind you, she shouts in a hushed whisper. “I had to sneak out of the cafeteria, Kono is seriously pissed at you.”

“I don’t care.” You mutter. Your knuckles were beginning to hurt from the tapping. 

“What even was that all about?” 

You don’t respond and stand up. “Come on.” Sakuma follows a few steps behind, she rarely saw you in moods like these, something would get stolen, or someone got hurt. But it all ended the same, you getting into big trouble.

“Y/n please!” Sakuma pleads, “whatever you're thinking, stop thinking it. If you get into any trouble, Mrs. Yamazaki won’t let you go to the carnival. I don’t wanna go alone!”

It goes without a response again and Sakuma follows you up to the bell tower. Despite everything in her mind telling her to leave. Her gut was churning, whatever you were planning to do, it wasn’t going to end well.

But by your face, Sakuma could tell that there was no stopping you. She kicks off her socks and shoes and follows you off the ledge onto the roof. She didn’t need to balance her steps since her feet stuck to the tiles.

You popped off the outside vent cover to the Dean’s office, giving it to Sakuma to stick on the roof. It gave immediate access to Mrs. Yamazaki's room since it also acted like a fire exit.

Sakuma webs up a string. Wrapping it around your leg several times until the string is as thick as a rope. She gives it a tug to make sure it’ll stay before nodding. You both share one last look before you climb down into the hole, Sakuma holding the other side of the rope to keep you from falling.

“Did you gain a few pounds, sheesh!”  She cries out from the roof.

The room looked different upside down but what you were looking for was easy to spot. Only issue was it was definitely out of arm reach. The rope drops a little bit, and Sakuma groans “did you get it yet?” 

“Stay strong. I just need to swing a bit.” You call back. Swinging your arms left to right to gain some momentum. You almost yelp as the string slips a little bit, now wrapped around your bare ankle.

“You okay?” 

“Yeah” you reply breathlessly. “Just hold on up there!” You hadn’t even noticed that the string on your ankle started to transform, the silky string turning into solid gold, traveling upwards towards Sakuma very slowly.

“No, I will not tolerate that behavior anymore. I understand Mrs. Marigold, but this is starting to become out of the question.” Mrs. Yamazaki's voice could send chills to a Sergeant. She had a naturally stern voice but when she was angry, it became horrifying. 

“Shit.” You curse. “She’s coming. Get ready to pull me up!”

You swing once again, this time with a little more force and finally you manage to grab the box. You call out for our friend to pull you up, watching the Dean fiddling with her keys to enter the office. You shout your friend’s name in the loudest whisper you could muster, but she doesn’t hear you. She’s distracted by the sudden change forming on her web. The transforming gold was about to reach her hand. Afraid of what it might do, she let go of the rope.

It was like everything was in slow motion. The Dean’s door opening, the box flying out your hands as you unexpectedly began to fall. Your head hits the floor first, and next is the box. Which shatters into pieces, it’s shards flying everywhere.

Though the beautiful box had now gone to waste. You admired how gorgeous the shards looked as they flew in the air. Your headaches from the impact, but that doesn’t matter when you catch a glimpse of the Dean’s face. 

“Y/n. L/n.” She breathes out. Chest heaving up and down. “That was a gift from my father.”

You give her a friendly smile. “I’m sorry.” 

“Before he died.” Mrs. Yamazaki finishes. You glup, she definitely wasn’t going to let this one go. She stomps over to you and grabs you by the ear. Her pinch is hard, the nail digging into your skin.

“Six years. For six years, I’ve dealt with your unruly behavior!” She drags you out of the office. “I gave you time, told myself you only acted so foolishly because of your past!” Her yelling brings out many of the staff and children, and they all watched as you were getting dragged. “You have no respect, none for yourself, or anybody else around you!” Mrs. Yamazaki shouts.

You catch sight of Mrs. Kamiko. She watches with her hand covered over her mouth. There was nothing she could do to help. You both knew that.

Mrs. Yamazaki continues to shout. “I’ll teach you some respect!” She lets you free from her pinching grip, pushing you a few steps ahead of her. “Well!” She crosses, “what do you have to say for yourself!”

You’re stunned. Her words echo in your mind. Suddenly you feel like the little girl who watched her daddy beat her mother into the ground. Who never felt safe in her own home. 

“Fuck you.” You mutter.

She smacks you. A smack so loud it could be heard from down the hallway. The impact was so harsh you almost lost your footing. “Mrs. Yamazaki!” Mrs. Kamiko shouts, running over to restrain the woman who was raising her arm to strike you once again. “Please, just leave her be!”

You bring a shaking hand up to your face, touching the red spot that had formed from the smack. Mrs. Yamazaki was still heaving with anger, and everyone was just staring at you. It was a common occurrence for the Dean to shout and lecture you, but never had she put her hands on you.

“No wonder your mother shot herself. I would too with a child like you!”

Not caring what more Mrs. Yamazaki had to say, you quickly spin your heel and run, hot tears streaming down your face. “Y/n!” Mrs. Kamiko calls, but you refuse to turn back.

“That's right. Everyone back to your rooms!” Mrs Yamazaki screeches, “the festival is canceled!”

Once you reached your dorm, you quickly slammed the door shut. “W-what are you doing here?” You had thought the room was empty but Nakata sat over by her bed. She was crying as well. You ignore her and run to your own bed, collapsing on top of it. You sobbed silently into your pillow, the stunning from the slap burning from the moisture of your tears.

“You ruined everything.” 

You yanked away from your pillow. There’s a group of kids surrounding your bed. They definitely didn’t look happy. Kono stood closest to your bed, he was the one that pulled you. 

Quickly you wiped your tears, “this is the girls dormitory dimwit.” The comment doesn’t lighten the mood, even some of the younger kids were here. They all were very upset with you. You looked over at Nakata who stayed by her bed. Her face was red from crying but she also looked upset.

“You just couldn’t sit still for one day!” Kono says, “now we can’t go to the festival anymore!” He seemed to be leading the confrontation. 

“We worked really hard!” Another kid said. And many of them follow with shouts of agreement. You had never really gotten along with any of the kids, a tinge of guilt forms inside of you, and you lower your head. 

“I’m..sor-” You begin to apologize, but you're interrupted. 

“I think it’s time for some payback,” Namba cracks his knuckles. “Give her what she deserves.” Many of the other kids agree, getting closer to your bed and surrounding you. Takeuchi snatched your teddy from off your bed, holding it over his head so you couldn’t reach it. 

“Let’s burn her bear!” He says. 

“Stop!” You shout. Jumping to grab your bear, but Takeuchi shoves you away from him, and you fall back onto your bed. “No, please, give her back!” You quickly get up to grab your bear again, but Takeuchi had put a great deal of distance between you two. Once you reach him, he tosses the bear over to Namba.

“I’m sorry, okay!” You shout, “please, just give her back to me!”

“Aww, she says she's sorry.” Kono teases, “well sorry isn’t gonna fix it, we’re gonna need some real redemption.” The bear is tossed over to him, and your frustration finally reaches its peak. You push Kono as hard as you hand, both your hands pressing up against his chest. “Give her back!”

Kano freezes, and the bear drops from his arms. Everyone else in the room gasps, as the boy slowly turns into solid gold. You quickly grab your bear from off the ground, but it grows heavy in weight as it also starts to turn into gold.

“What happened to Kono?” Takeuchi shouts, “what did this freak do to him?!” Kono frozen, no signs of any life. You stare at him with fear, before looking down at your hand. Did you do that?

“She killed Kono!” Nakata points at you.

Your voice is shaky when you speak. “No! No, I didn’t kill him, that wasn’t me!” You struggle to keep your bear in your hands and grab onto one of the nearby bed frames. But it also turns to gold. You remove your hand quickly in panic. Accidentally dropping your teddy. You look down to pick her up, and notice your clothes were starting to turn gold as well, but they still remained flexible. You heart was dumming in your ears. And you could feel your brain begin to shut down. It didn’t help that the kids were screaming. 

“Get away from us you monster!”

“Stay away, or she’ll kill you too!”

“Let's get out of here, away from that freak.”

“Stop.” You fall down to your knees, covering your ears with your hands, the children’s shouts were only frightening you more. Your throat runs dry and you horsley shout again. “Stop!” But it only continues. 

“You murderer!”

“Psycho!” 

“Freak!”

“Stop it, stop it, stop it!” You chant. Focusing on the muffled screams of the children and rocking your body back and forth. Millions of thoughts running in and out of your head.  “Stop it!” The insults continued, alongside the start of screams. You couldn’t take it anymore. You clench your jaw, before shouting loudly again. “Stop it!” The entire room falls silent to your scream. “Shut up! Everyone shut up!”

You uncover your ears after a couple seconds of complete silence, and open your eyes to see everyone turned to gold. The girls were frozen, their faces terrified. The life that was once in their eyes now turned to gold.

You flinch at the statue behind you, it was Takeuchi. He’s got a baseball bat in his hand. He had intended to hit you before he was solidified. “H-hello?” You stand up with the heavy gold statue that used to be your precious bear. 

It was too quiet for just everyone in the dormitory had turned to gold. You peak out the room in search of anyone running, but all who had had been turned to gold. “Oh no…nonono.” Sakuma reaches your mind, and you quickly run back towards the bell tower, but stop in your tracks when you found Mrs. Kamiko frozen, she’s still with the dean trying to calm her down.

“What have I done?” You whisper, grabbing the woman’s hand in hopes that some form of warmth or life would remain. You press your forehead to the statue, a small sob escaping your lips. Mrs. Kamiko had always been so patient with you. She loved you like how a mother would her daughter. 

You looked down the hall. Your only friend's frozen face poking out from the inside of the Dean’s office. You sprint over to her, and hug the statue. You press your face into her neck and cry. But you quickly pulled back when you noticed your reflection in the broken shards on the ground. Even your tears had turned gold.

What do you do? You were all alone. You hug your friend once more. She had been the only one to try to get to know you. Since the first day of school all the kids have treated you like an outsider. Sakuma was the only one who showed you kindness. You pull away and look at her face, she looked so worried. 

“I’m so sorry Sakuma.” You whisper, the girl had so much potential. She probably was going to get adopted, and live with her own family. But you took that all away. 

You didn’t know how long you sat there and cried. Your golden tears falling down your face. You sat there in despair for hours, until you cried yourself to sleep. Part of you hoped this was all a big nightmare, and that you’d wake up to Nakata yelling at you for interrupting her beauty sleep.

But it was still cold and dull. Everyone was still dead, but now it was dark. Your face was sticky from all the snot and tears. Every paper towel you tried to use just turned to gold. You stared at your hand as another sheet of gold fell to the ground. Everything you touched just turned gold, you couldn’t eat anything, try to put on new clothes, it took a while of searching but you found a pair of gloves.

They also turned gold, but remained flexible like your clothes did. It seemed to do the job though since nothing else would turn gold with the barrier of the gloves. For a while, you wander the hallways of the orphanage mindlessly, going in areas you weren’t allowed to go, taking extra snacks from the kitchen. It’s not like anyone was gonna need them. 

The night sky seemed endless, and seconds felt like minutes. You sat on your bed. Sleep was out of the option, the building was too creepy for you to even try and relax. The frozen statues in the room were also very weird. A constant reminder of what you’ve done.

You stared at teddy. She was no longer soft anymore. At the time where you need her softness the most, she had been solidified. You sighed out your nose. 

“Oh, Teddy you got something on you,” you mutter out loud, opening the drawer on your night stand to grab a wet wipe. A black card falls out as you open it, a set of digits imprinted on it. You tilt your head, the memory of where the card had come from is foggy.

“Only use this number when there’s serious trouble, no nonsense.”

The card, the card! This card! The only way you could contact someone to help you! Quickly you snatch it from the ground and race to the Dean’s office. It was the only place that had a working phone.

Once you make it to her office you grab one of the pens from the desk. Despite the gloves you wore, there was a slight fear inside you that the phone might turn gold. You nudged the phone from off its stand before using the pen to push the numbers.

It’s a small struggle but you manage. Pressing the speaker button once you finally put in the full number. You fiddle with the pen as it rings. Praying that after all these years she hadn’t changed her number.

Ring….Ring.

“Marigold.”

She had sounded so serious, but to hear the voice of a live person, you broke down. Air gets caught in your throat but you still manage to speak. “Auntie, Auntie, I-I don’t know what happened!” Your voice is shaky. “Everything I touch turns to gold and I…I think I killed everyone.”

The line is silent, and you're afraid the phone broke. “I’ll be there in 5 minutes.” Her voice settles your nerves, “don’t touch anything.”

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